"koo, pl-please..." The desperate plea falls from your lips in nothing short of a whisper, so much that you're not entirely sure if your companion even heard it. But judging by the malicious, bone-chilling chuckle that sounds from across the room, he definitely did.

"You're not getting out of your punishment, sweetheart." Jungkook strides over to your helpless position on the mattress-on all fours, wrists and legs bound in tight ropes, a vibrating wand between your trembling fingers-and trails a hand across your spine, leaving a mass of goosebumps in its wake. "No matter how much you beg, or whine, or cry."

You whimper at the combination of his teasing touch and sadistic tone, squirming against the vibrations attacking your core, which is close to numb from hours of pure torture and denial. Before this whole ordeal began, Jungkook promised he wouldn't forfeit your release so easily-and he always keeps his promises.

Jungkook tuts, dipping his hand beneath your body to your tied hands and pressing the vibrator harder against your swollen clitoris. His act receives a high-pitched squeal in return, your face moving to bury further into the sweat- and drool-stained sheets.

He removes his hand with a stern command, "You'll keep it there, baby."

"But it hurts..."

"Move it and I'll make it hurt even worse."

Not wanting to chance anything, you force your form to remain lax amidst the tension and endure the painful, yet pleasurable sensations-no matter how much your thighs burn nor how your chest aches for a full supply of oxygen. The last thing you need is to piss Jungkook off even more.

For what seems like the millionth time tonight, the familiar knot begins to manifest within your core. Your limbs immediately begin to quiver at the building pleasure, dreading yet another inevitable denied orgasm. Even so, you can't help but try and test your luck:

"C-Can I cum, please? Please-please, koo, I wanna cum..."

"Hmmm... I don't think so." Tears well in your eyes at the male's sing-song reply, "You haven't earned it, sweetheart-not to mention the many rules you broke earlier."

Even without a visual to go off of, you still know there's no possible way Jungkook is going to show any mercy. You can only imagine how much he's enjoying your torment-his eyes bright with sadistic excitement and lust. Still, you want it, crave it, as if you'll die without your release.

"I-I have been good though! D-Did everything you said-"

Jungkook snorts.

"And you think that automatically means you get to cum?" He tsks, sending a bout of air to caress the bare skin at the small of your back. "You're such a spoiled brat, you know that? Can't go five seconds without begging for something like a desperate, cOck-hungry sluT..."

A cross between a sob and a whine escapes your throat as the first round of teardrops cascade down your cheek. Your body curls in on itself, partly from the aching build-up, and partly to shield yourself from his crude words. The new arch of your back only pushes the toy firmer into your heat, hurling you even closer to the unreachable edge.

"Pl-please-"

"Can't even handle what I give you?" Jungkook reaches forward to harshly yank at the roots of your hair, pulling your head upward and another desperate cry from your chest. He laughs at the shine of tears along your cheeks, "God, you're such a fucking crybaby."

You frantically shake your head. "N-No..."

"No?..." Jungkook abandons your hair for the vibrator again, quickly switching the toy onto a higher setting that has your back crooning and lungs gasping for air. He smirks as another round of droplets escapes from beneath your lids, "Just a pathetic wh0re then?"

"No!" Your vocal sob takes Jungkook by surprise. His grip on your wrists grows softer for a moment as a hand gently caresses down your spine. He leans forward until his lips are pressed against your ear, his voice devoid of any of the previous cruelty:

"What's the word, baby?"

Your heart melts at your partner's concern. Moving as much as you can manage without straining your muscles, you send him a small smile and a nod.

"expensive girl. 'M okay, koo."

He offers a grin of his own in response before his expression quickly shifts back to malice. Shivers crawl down your spine at how quickly he can delve into his dominant persona, but you can't deny how more arousal pools between your swollen folds.

Taking you completely off guard, he snatches the toy from your grasp, practically stabbing the vibrating head against your clit. Your vision goes blurry and black with stars at the intense sensation while your body nearly caves in on itself.

"Then stop being such a pathetic, whiney bitch and take your pu-nishment like a good girl." He growls in your ear with such venom, it sends lustful flames all the way to your toes:

"You're lucky I'm even pleasuring you at all, you ungrateful slut..."

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A/n: tbh, i love this one. Safe word is expensive girl cuz jeongguk's first love is namjoon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯