ations all the way to Jungkook's spine and had to stop himself from smiling when he saw how affected his lover was by his ministrations.

"Such a good – ah, boy." The praises kept flowing, he couldn't get enough of them. "Such a fuckable mouth." He looked like the sin itself, his eyes glistening as he tried to breathe through his nose, and he could feel his own erection pulsing under him. "Off." He hesitated so Jungkook tugged on his hair lightly until he released the meat and felt saliva running down his chin. Their kisses turned messy as his jaw hurt and he got even more aroused at the kinkiness of his boyfriend who was tasting himself on his tongue.

"Daddy, kitten's needy." He whined and tried to rub his thighs together, receiving a slap on one of them.

"Keep them spread until I tell you otherwise."

"But –" He pouted so Jungkook raised a brow at the unusual behaviour.

"Daddy's not fond of brats, Minnie." He was a dominant, he didn't enjoy misbehaving but there was something cute about the way Jimin tested him; he enjoyed seeing him getting feisty but that didn't mean he wanted things to get out of hand.

"I'm sorry, Daddy." The student pouted and looked at his hands who were placed on his thighs.

"I'll forgive you if you give me a kiss." It came without a question, a loving peck on his cheek and he smiled at the adorableness. "Good boy." He rubbed the backside on which a few bruises were still visible from the previous spankings and let his index prod at the still slick entrance, making the younger jump in surprise. He mewled and smiled when he heard a hoarse chuckle. "Maybe Daddy should buy you a kitten tail."

The student was aware the other was talking about a buttplug so he moaned in agreement, unconsciously pushing back against the warm finger.

"Okay, that's it." Jungkook muttered and manoeuvred his body as if he was a rag doll so he would lie across his lap. His bottom was in the air and a yelp escaped from his lips when a large palm landed on one of his cheeks harshly, leaving a red handprint behind.

"I'm sorry, Daddy." He whimpered and squirmed on the lap, his heavy member brushing against a thick thigh and sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. A second strike followed, this one harsher. "Shit –" Jungkook sure knew how to make the blows sting so when the third fell he felt precum gushing out of his cock. "I'll come, Daddy. I'll cum." He warned desperately.

"Never without my permission." Jimin moaned at the words and rested his cheek against his arm, his breathing still uneven. "Colour, kitten."

"Green, sir."

"Good boy." He found himself picked up and carried to the middle of the bed where the tattoo artist rested against the pile of pillows and spread his legs only to guide him in between them, his erection aligned with Jimin's entrance. "Is my kitten ready to be bred?" It was not a concept he imagined he would have enjoyed but he wanted to be taken like that – raw. He wanted to be used until Jungkook would be satisfied, until his body became sore.

"Yes, sir."

The hands that were holding his hips guided him down the hard meat so he moaned until his Daddy bottomed out, the position allowing him to feel every single twitch. The stretch was delicious, it was something he could never get tired of.

"Spread your legs." There was no movement but Jungkook's hand headed towards his neglected erection, picking up a slow pace that made him whimper with need at every single stroke. "You're so wet, kitten." A thumb teased his slit so he buckled his hips only to have an arm wrapped around his middle in order to hold him in place.

"Please –" He couldn't take any more teasing, he wanted to cum and to satisfy his Daddy. A pair of lips pressed behind his left ear.

"What do you need, love?"

"Please move, Daddy." He could imagine the grin that spread on soft lips so he furrowed his brows, thinking about throwing a tantrum. He realised that would have ended up with him not being allowed to come so he resumed to begging. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your kitten, breed me."

"Does my kitten want Daddy's milk that bad?"

"Yes, sir, pretty please." He wanted Jungkook's everything so he sighed relieved when the latter shortly moved his hips, causing for the boy to lift his own so they would meet halfway. It was still dissatisfying but it was better than nothing so Jimin bit his tongue so he wouldn't ruin everything, closing his eyes and enjoying every touch. He could feel his boyfriend's skin radiating, his fingertips burning where he was gripping his body.

"You feel so good around me, babydoll." The elder groaned in his ear before the thrusts became longer and harsher, the sound of skin slapping inundating the room. Jimin could feel his tip being pressed against his prostate with each stroke so he turned into a moaning mess, his body eager for more and more. "So fucking beautiful." They were moving gracefully against each other, like they were molding their bodies together. A tongue pressed in between sharp shoulder blades and moved all the way to the nape of the student's neck where teeth dug into white skin possessively before he pushed the arched back forward, the movements never stopping. Jimin was barely able to hold himself up so he let his front fall on the mattress, reacting only when a slap fell on his ass.

"S-so good." He groaned and closed his eyes, letting his dom have his way with him. He could barely breathe because of all the pleasure he was feeling and he was sure he wasn't going to be able to move the following day without wincing in pain but decided it was all worth it. "Da-" Jungkook grabbed his leg and turned him around, taking in his fucked-out face, drinking every sound his tongue formed.

"Shh, you're doing just fine." It was not that easy, the boy was feeling overwhelmed but he was still buckling his hips, trying to get as much cock inside of him as possible. "You're doing such a good job, I can't wait to cum inside of you." The dirty talk was doing magic so Jimin's moans got louder, his orgasm approaching with every passing second.

"Breed me, Daddy."

"Desperate, kitten?" Jungkook's eyebrows furrowed in concentration as the thrusts became even faster, his eyes landing on Jimin's leaking cock. "Make yourself come all over yourself." He didn't need to be told twice and it didn't take but two strokes for liquid to spurt from the tip, painting his chest with white. It was the sweetest relief, his entire body quivering as he rode through it. "Good boy."

Jungkook's brown eyes remained focused on his face as if they were trying to absorb his every reaction, his body still chasing his pleasure's peak. He could feel the walls tightening around him and soon Jimin began to whine in oversensitivity, his words turning into blabber as he grasped the white sheet with both hands; his brain was fogged with arousal so his body stilled for a few seconds, his breathing halting.

He heard a small "Daddy" but went back to moving, making sure to fuck every drop of cum deeper, ignoring the mewls of protest. He knew Jimin adored when he reminded him he was owned and there was no better proof of his dominance than the seed that was coating his insides. A few moments were needed for him to get hard again and he didn't give up until he obtained another orgasm from his baby, his palm pressed onto his stomach in order to feel himself moving inside.

The pink-haired boy was a sweaty mess when he finally pulled out, deciding it was enough for tonight and let himself fall beside his boyfriend, pulling him closer until the tips of their noses were touching. Jimin's face was tearstained and his cheeks were the prettiest shade of pink so the tattoo-artist allowed himself to run his fingertips on his back encouragingly, trying to get him back from the heights.

"Hey, baby boy." Even the younger was surprised by how fast his manner of speaking could change from dominant to loving. "Are you okay?" A small smile followed slow nods before the boy hid his face in the crook of his neck, begging to be spoiled. "You've been perfect, kitten." The cat ears have dropped during the process but Jimin still purred at the compliment, his eyelids getting heavy.

They took a bath together, the narrow tub allowing them to do so because of the student's smaller frame. The water turned glittery green because of the bath bomb the pink-haired boy picked from the brand new stock and they had another go, this round gentler but just as satisfying. The younger needed to be tended for and carried back to the bedroom where he closed his eyes as soon as his body made contact with the soft freshly-changed sheets.

"Good night, angel." He was truly worn out so Jungkook's voice was distant as his body lost the battle against the sleepiness.

He woke up feeling his throat dry and he struggled to look at the digital clock on the nightstand, finding out it was 6 AM – way too early to get up. He tried to get out of the spooning position without bothering his boyfriend but his mission failed because he soon felt the other stretch.

"What's the matter, baby?" He didn't want to bother but he knew Jungkook was headstrong.

"I'm thirsty." He expected the elder to grunt and go back to sleep but instead felt the mattress moving under him and watched as the tattoo artist got up and headed towards the kitchen from where he came back holding a glass of water. He took small gulps, enjoying the refreshing feeling and whispered a small "thank you".

"Do you think you can go back to sleep?" Fingers brushed pink strands out of his eyes and he smiled when he met a genuine happy expression. Staying up cuddling and talking to Jungkook sounded like a good plan but the tiredness he still felt took control and they ended up going back to sleep for a few extra hours, the tattoo artist being the first to get up and head to the bathroom.

He was in high spirits so he hummed his favourite as he brushed his teeth, content that he had no appointments until later that evening. He was thinking about what he could cook for breakfast when he heard a loud "Daddy" and rinsed his mouth, surprised that Jimin woke up in headspace. The boy looked even smaller in the middle of the bed, sheets wrapped around his body as Bambi eyes searched his expression.

"Good morning, Min." His greeting was accompanied by a forehead kiss and he indulged the arms that wrapped around his neck.

"Morning." The student whispered back and felt arms picked him up and held him safely.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I did." Jimin winced when he was placed on the edge of the bathtub and was offered his own toothbrush. It was pink and glittery so brushing his teeth was an easy task, especially because of Jungkook who stood by his side the whole time. His whole body was made of jelly so he whined until he's been carried to the kitchen and spent the entire morning being spoiled.

They were colouring some pictures of fish and the coffee table was a mess of crayons when the tattoo artist remembered he had a little gift for his boyfriend. It had been bought the previous week but he never found a good time to offer it so he was going to take advantage of the quiet moments they were enjoying. The boy squealed as soon as he spotted the heart-shaped box, his eyes sparkling.

"Thank you lots!" Jungkook placed his legs under his body and rested his head against a hand, smiling serenely at his excited baby.

"Why don't you see what's inside before thanking me? Maybe you won't even like it." Jimin pouted at the suggestion.

"I know I'll love it."

"Why?"

"Because it's from you." The words caused for the big smile to widen and Jungkook leaned to kiss a chubby cheek before the younger opened the box. It was an elegant silver necklace but the best part of it was the Saturn-shaped pendant that caused for the pink-haired boy's jaw to drop in surprise.

It was absolutely beautiful and the meaning behind it elicited a crystal clear giggle.

"It's so pretty." Jimin whispered and ran his index over the little planet as if he was trying to make sure it was really there. A little "I love you" was engraved on the ring so the younger couldn't stop himself from jumping onto the other so he could hug him tightly, the box safe in his grip. "I love you too. So so much." His voice began quivering at the end and all the bliss turned into emotional sobs at the thought that the tattoo artist couldn't comprehend how real his feelings were.

"I know, baby." Jungkook kissed the side of his head tenderly. "Daddy knows how much you love him, I promise." The student sniffled and then chuckled wetly at the euphoria drowning his senses; he couldn't remember another point in his life when he has felt that happy.

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