𝗝𝗜𝗞𝗢𝗢𝗞¹

  ✖𝗔𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗥𝗔'𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗢𝗔𝗡𝗦 ✖

Jimin's little crescent eyes widened as they snapped up to meet Jeongguk's beautiful Bambi ones and somehow his face burned even hotter.

He took a step forward, closing the gap between him and Jimin once again. When he was at Jimin's place, and he was sure his body heat was warming Jimin's velvety skin, he raised his hand and drew a strand of hair off Jimin's eyes.

His thumb drew a line down that sharp jaw down to the smaller's little chin. He then pulled at his mochi's lower lip with his incisors and let it bounce back into place. "I'm gonna make you feel good. But I need you to be ready."

"I am ready," Park murmured. Jeongguk's proximity was intoxicating because of which he could neither hold back his words nor his actions. He leaned in and pulled those plump lips into his.

Once again, the heady sensation that flooded Park's system took over - just like the first and the last time he kissed him. Once again, he couldn't stop himself from sinking into the younger; from drinking him in; from moaning into his mouth.

He reached up to thread his fingers through his hair, but Jeongguk kept a tight hold on each of Jimin's wrist before he could do anything, pulling his arms back down to his sides as he peeled his face away from Jimin's.

He then looked up to Jimin standing confused and blue-balled before him. "Now, take off your clothes."

Park jerked his head up to look at him, unsure if he had heard him right, and unsure of what game he was playing - but he was serious, stoic even, as he waited for his boyfriend. Jimin had never done anything like this before. What if he couldn't do the things he wanted him to do? Would he be enough for him?

The sub's knees began to shake as these and a thousand other thoughts scrambled through his mind almost like wildfire, seemingly everywhere and nowhere at once. He pursed his lips and nodded nervously, then; with shaky hands, he began to undress himself.

Jeongguk's voice was an octave lower and it didn't only increase Jimin's blooming love for him but also exacerbated his fears in the weirdest way possible. Jimin just couldn't muster up the scattered courage in him to look at him as he undressed.

The smaller male then pulled the fabric from over his neck and folded it carefully setting it aside. There he stood before him, with only silver chains adorning his neck above which a thin choker lay in its glory.

He then willed himself to peer up at him. He was rather surprised when Jeongguk's gaze didn't meet Jimin's, instead, it watched his boyfriend's body, his legs, the curve of his hips, the shade of his rose coloured nipples.

His features remained ascetic, but those eyes ate the smaller male up like they were starving. The pads of his fingers danced softly across his thin lips - Jimin could then tell the younger was bothered by even the slightest reveal of his flesh.

Suddenly, a wave of confidence washed over Park's senses. His knees stopped shaking, his hands stopped trembling, and his eyes stopped darting to anything but his boyfriend. Slowly, he stepped out of his sneakers and brushed them aside.

Then he brought his dainty fingers to the waistband of his sweatpants. The pink-haired male watched the therapist, following Park's hands as they dragged down Jimin's waist and his hip.

It took some time for the former moaning male to let his fingers hook up deep into the waistband and shuffle himself softly out of it letting the fabric pool to the floor.

Jeongguk sucked inconspicuously on his lower lip, but it was conspicuous enough for his boyfriend to notice it - notice his arousal. It made him feel... sexy. Like he was the one in control, not him. Perhaps this was a first.

"W- what do you think?" the elder asked him timidly as he stood before him in nothing but his laced panties. His gaze finally left Jimin's body and greeted him.

"Beautiful..." he whispered. "You're so beautiful."

His words made butterflies fly in Park's stomach and got his rosy cheeks flaming. He then waited for him - he wasn't sure for what though. For him to drink him in? To kiss him?

"What now gguk?" he bit his plump lips when the anticipation became too much. He wasn't always like this, but to be honest Jimin was in such a situation that got him flummoxed.

Jeongguk's instructions were not really innocuous but it got Jimin's brows raising. Jeongguk walked forward, his motion way too calm. "Now you let me unwrap my pretty petal darling." He chuckled softly.

Soon Jimin found himself being lifted bridal style as he adjusted their positions. This simple move of his was a perfunctory example of the maknae's muscle strength.

Jimin kept stepping backwards after his boyfriend let him down and gently pushed his toned babyboy backward, letting Jimin's calves hit the bed before he lay down on it. Jimin pulled his limbs closer to his abdomen bringing his knees up to his chest to hide himself as best as he could.

He took a deep breath through his nose and closed his eyes. You can do this, he hyped himself up. He could let his boyfriend help him out, could let his love crack his walls open.

"This is about what you want, princess." Jeongguk began.

"Okay. Then tell me what I need to do gguk."

Jeon massaged the side of his fists at the part between Jimin's jawline and his shoulder blades easing out the tension there. " He smiled lovingly before holding Jimin's tiny framed jaws in his hands, catching Jimin's lips in his. It was probably his hundredth kiss now but there was no way Jeungguk could have enough of Jimin's lips. Cause oh heavens, were they soft as fuck.

He put his everything into the kiss, made sure the pressure on his lips got the nerve endings in Jimin's lips stimulated enough so that his body calmed down all the way to the tip of his toes. It was these little actions that mattered the most, the smallest of assurings at the most precise of timings.

Therapy and everything about therapists involved details and precision. It is and will be a skill that involved talent and great focus. He held the small of Jimin's back over his palms while he did so, letting him loosen up and meltdown.

It got Jimin giggling as his boyfriend let a trail of wet kisses adorn Jimin's neck, letting those giggles morph into small whiny moans that assured Jeon that Jimin was letting go, letting his insecurities scatter away into a world far unknown, his nipples turned hard and red underneath Jeongguk's embrace, a sight that matched heaven itself.

Jeongguk was lulling Jimin away into his own little bubble as his fingers traced its way southwards feeling that lined abdomen, not too muscled, not too hollow, it was just perfect. Even more perfect after he had little stars bursting with need at every spot that Jeongguk's lips nipped and littered kisses upon.

"Good. You're doing so well rosebud." he encouraged the little boy who had fat droplets of tears swelling in his eyes. "Take off your choker. It'll feel better."

He reached behind his neck and unclasped the choker, then pulled it off his neck, letting the lace fall and liberate his neck. The cold air hit his flaming neck almost instantly getting his veins popping out.

"Does that feel better?" Jeongguk asked.

"Mm-hm," Jimin nodded.

"You're a work of art love, you've got beauty flowering all the way to the tip of your fingertips darling." Now, this got Jimin's euphoria to turn into one feeling that was ubiquitous at sight; from his soft little giggles to his high octaved sinful moans as Jeon suckled at his boyfriend's hardening nipples.

He let his pink tongue swirl around that curricular area, flicking his tongue on the nub time and again.

Before all that he let it creep slowly down Jimin's collarbone, the valley between his breasts, his soft belly, then he let his fingers dip slightly under the hem of his dahlia's lacy panties. The way Jimin just gave in drove Jeongguk crazy.

He arched his back just a bit sighing, Jimin was basically taking it all as if he was begging for it. His pert little body was rutting against Jeon's muscular thigh.

"Not yet," Jeongguk stopped him before Jimin took the plunge. "Where else? What feels good?"

"I don't know," he whined.

"Then, show me where you'd like me to touch you."

He bit his swollen lips, a red shade tinting his small button nose as he thought about it for a moment, then, bringing his fingers back down, he let it graze across his inner thigh.

"I like it when you kiss me here."

"Mmm..." Jeon hummed. "I like kissing you there. I like how you moan when I do. Where else?"Jeon loved it when his boyfriend gave in, in fact, he always gave in. The pliant little boy he was.

"And here..." he dragged his palm north and cupped his warm, breasts in his hand. "I really want you to touch me here."

Jimin licked his lips as he watched Jimin begin to massage himself. "How does that feel?"

"It feels really good," he whispered back, holding a little sigh inside him.

"Play with your nipples. Pinch them."

He did as he was asked, and he watched Jeon intently as he brought one peak to attention, then switched and stiffened the other one.

"That's my beloved boy right there," the therapist whispered.

"Ugh, I wish it was you touching me, gguk-ah"

"Soon, princess. Or, what about now?"

The middle part between the elder's thighs slowly got covered with slick, his slit coaxing in more with the sudden friction, yes Jeon was fast at what he did. "Jesus," Jimin sighs, the flicks were quick and fast against his little nub, making his thighs shiver a bit.

He was dripping at this point, so sexually frustrated that his body was visibly showing it. He let out a loud whine, back arching as tingling sensations could be felt all throughout his tummy...his spine. His folds were all pretty, swollen, and pink. His clit was wet, begging to be worshipped.

"Jeonggukie~ fill me up please." His mouth opened up, a whimper floating of his lips. "Mmmmm," Jimin keened as Jeongguk's fingers grazed over Jimin's wet folds.

"That's it," Jeon rasped. "How does that feel?"

"It feels..." he rubbed his fingers down to his slit then pulled back up again. Jimin inhaled deeply at that as it brought him a wave of pleasure. "It feels good."

"Let me hear you, then. If it feels good... let me know." He wanted his Dahlia to be loud. He wanted those moans. He aligned his cock with the pretty pink, almost painfully tight hole of the little boy as he bent down to lick a fat stripe up his doll's pussy.

Jimin's knee instantly wrapped around Jeongguk's back, the small movement causing Jeongguk's now Jimin's precum coated cock to almost be sucked into Jimin's tight hole.

It was so warm, all so right and slick covered that it almost hurt the younger's cock which was now balls deep into Jimin's pit. The scene was a quintessential example of something that'd be fit enough to be labelled under the section of "premium porn" and no one, absolutely no one would be obfuscated by that.

It was so damn erotic, Jimin's fat arse bouncing against Jeon's pelvis as the latter thrust into him with his short quick thrusts.

"Oh, God, " Jimin moaned cause oh fuck did it ever feel so good. "Am I doing go-, ngh-good Jeonggukie?" he managed to breath out as he began to adjust himself low enough so that it hit right at those jumble of nerves that got him almost fainting with pleasure."Oh!"

"You're doing wonderful pearl, keep moaning, yeah just like that," he instructed the wailing boy. "Get yourself nice and filled up, all the way to that slippery rim of yours."

Jimin's moans got louder, the tip of Jeon's huge cock pushing hard against his clit. Jimin was throbbing, thighs shaking as he arched his back. He could feel his orgasm coming on, and he knew it was gonna be hard. The coil in his stomach started to form and get tighter, making him whimper out in pleasure.

He did as he was asked, finding a rhythm as his thick arse spanked itself against Jeon's pelvis yet again. Jeongguk added more to the moans as he stroked the strawberry blonde's clit and a heat and wetness formed beneath his fingers.

Jeongguk leaned forward, resting his palms beside Jimin's head, his lips parted as he stared down at the erotic scene before him, catching Jimin's lower lips between his incisors, emboldened by his boyfriend's arousal before letting it slip away with a pop.

"Look at you baby, worshipping my cock with that pussy of yours, like...like you were made for it love. You know I could very well cum at this sight. You're heaven Jimin and I'm being the devil while I watch you sin as you let out those sinful moans."

He elapsed his hands tightly around that slender throat choking him. He knew Jimin loved that pain, in fact, he loved all kinds of pain. He was being the sweet little, obedient masochist Jeongguk knew too well.

This wild side of Jeongguk was all so surprising, no one would ever guess that the therapist they talked with today back in the evening was a feral demon in bed.

It was all so bipolar of Jeon and that's what got Jimin falling for him. He was always so calm and polite while he talked with his patients and look at him now. "The prettiest lie, one that's stunningly alluring," Jeongguk finished.

Jeon's thrusts were of changing speeds. Sometimes he took his time, making sure each thrust of his hit that over-sensitive bundle of nerves and the rest were so strong and full of momentum that it got Jimin's entire supple body jolting backwards with every short thrust of his.

Jimin was all bare and dripping - nothing to hide from his boyfriend... and he liked it that way, all naked and basking under his glory. "Fuckkkkkk Jeonggukie, you're in me so deep, Jeonggukie. Fee-ahh- feels so nice, a-ll filled up for daddy."

"I know baby. " Jeongguk knew Jimin had a praise kink. "You're so beautiful Jiminah. You're taking me in so good. You're the strongest boy I've ever met my love, keep taking me in like that baby. Don't cum until I tell you to cum yeah?."

Jeongguk eyed Park looking at his crescent eyes, he looked so ethereal to the naked eye, with his long fluttering eyelashes and those blonde strands of his."Now circles," Jeon made a motion with his finger.

His veiny hands held Jimin's small waist in place as he titled his hips in an angle that got his cock burying deep into his warm hole as it circled around, engraving its place into his deep, creamy pussy.

"Oh, God!" Jimin croaked.

" Now it's going to be faster Jiminah, be the good boy you've always been Dahlia. You're doing wonderful," he demanded. Jimin complied.

"Ughhh!" he felt a hot coil begin to tighten behind his navel. His centre began to throb and ache as if the sensation was too much. "I... I..." Jimin called out to him, but he couldn't find the words to say.

"I said keep going, keep thrusting back, " Jeongguk ordered again. The room began to echo with the slick sounds of Jeon's cock clapping against the masochist's wetness.

He looked up to his boyfriend and he looked commandingly back at him. This time, his eyes on nothing else but that burning face of the boy beneath him - he knew he was about to cum and he wanted to see him as he did it.

He bent down attaching his lips to Jimin's teeth marked ones, they were now bleeding with how roughly Jeongguk bit into them earlier but bloodplay was mostly expected when it involved a sadist like Jeon in sex.

He licked the crimson droplet of liquid off his boyfriend's lips after gently sucking on them, letting the pain wash away into an abyss filled with nothing but nothingness. The younger was skilled at what he did.

He watched as Jimin squirmed and moaned so desperately, begging to cum. Alas, all Jimin could do was pace himself, time it until he could tell that Jeon was really about to cum.

The masochist noticed it in the way Jeon's breathing got faster. He subconsciously curled his toes at the sight, starting to buck his hips closer to Jeongguk, clenching and unclenching his walls around the therapist's painfully hard cock.

This sight in tow, a fire inside Jeon ignited, and he stared at his whimpering boyfriend back, his mouth agape as his short breaths fogged up the air around him because of how cold the weather was despite the heated atmosphere.

His hair sticking to his forehead, contentment in his eyes, chest heaving, now desperate for air until the coil inside him began to tighten and tighten and tighten until...

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" Jimin flung himself backwards on the mattress as every muscle in Jeon's body pulled taunt then released. "Ohhh!" he cried out again as his body released a load full of cum again, this forced his cum to spill in huge loads, filling up Jimin's pussy to the extent that the sticky liquid overflowed out.

"Ughhh!" Jeongguk let out a final yell into the abyss before collapsing beside Jimin.

It felt as if both of them had fallen asleep and had just awoken from a dream. Their bodies felt lethargic, refreshed and giddy. But that wasn't what had happened - They hadn't slept all night. Jimin had come too.

Fuck, finally, he lost his virginity and it was a blessing he lost it to the man he crushed upon all this while. Fuking finally.

"So this is what everyone else was talking about," Jimin mumbled out loud, forgetting that someone else was in the room - but he was reminded of that when he heard a soft chuckle from beside him as someone wrapped their arms protectively around the smaller boy. It was none other than the Bambi eyed, sharp but caring boyfriend of his.

"How was that, princess?"

That's when Park remembered he was naked - the only one naked - with his legs spread eagle a while ago to give view to a man he always stuttered around.

That's when the peace he felt after cumming left and a hint of self-consciousness returned. He shifted away blushing, hands covering his steaming face.

The corner of Jeon's mouth curved up as he noticed his Dahlia's shift in stance. He shuffled closer and leaned his face towards those pillowy lips he would fantasize about so much. Pressing his palms into the mattress on either side of Park's hips, he bent his neck and his lips caught Jimin's.

"Don't ever hide from me baby," he whispered, his warm breath hitting against Jimin's red temples.

The latter blushed slightly and sucked on his lower lip, but he nodded for him nonetheless. Just as he did, his eyes fluttered close signalling how sleepy he was.

"Oh, how prettier can you get darling? Look at how well you've done, you must have been so tired, love." He stroked Jimin's eyes shut, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Jeongguk found it all amusing and he laughed softly at how Jimin was snoring already, completely unaware of how naked and glorious he looked.

"Sleep all you want, princess," he said as he deposited a kiss on Jimin's forehead. " Let daddy wipe you clean."

Jeongguk's voice remained as warm as early spring as if his heartbeat so steadily even though he was tired. Jimin would soon learn that instead of overthinking about it, he should breathe... let his energy come down to something softer... then breathe a few more times and it'd surprise him with how that big 'ole scarface hill became something more friendly.

That was the very point that therapy bloomed from. Not like he'd hurry, he'd let time do her magic, cause just like fairytales, this world had got a spark of magic embedded in it. People just had to open their eyes to it and let it take over them.

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↬↬↬↬↬It's funny how the overuse of the word 'darling ' in this one-shot was all because of a minuscule fight between me and my crazy friend Tony. Yes, we were fighting about who could use the word 'darling' in text in the most natural way possible. It's not a joke when I mention about how the word 'Dahlia' has taken over my heart 🗯 It's had a beautiful backstory aligned to it. This oneshot took me about 2-3 months to publish as surprisingly this was supposed to be the first book I publish back in the early periods of 2019, but I always craved perfection when it came to writing smut scenes. This book will always have my heart just like the rest and I'll always give my absolute best when I create the layout and plot for further one shots. Stay happy and content and give your absolute everything in what you do.