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"Are you sure?" Jimin nodded, resembling a puppy. "I need you to be one hundred percent sure, otherwise I won't do it. I need to know you will safe-word without hesitation." He wanted to add that it was a deal-breaker but decided that would have put too much pressure on the younger.

"I will safe-word if I need to." The student gulped.

"Good boy. I promised we'll take it slow, didn't I?" Jungkook asked and raised his brow when he heard no answer in return.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. I'll explain the basics today. First of all, I need you to undress yourself. Whenever we start a scene I'll tell you if I want you bare or if you can keep your clothes on and the standard waiting position is kneeling on the carpet. You need permission to look at me. Is everything clear so far?"

"Yes, sir."

"If I tell you to present yourself it means I want you still kneeling but with your legs parted and your upper body leaning slightly back. That's the first presentation position. If I tell you to switch, I need you to turn around and raise your ass up in the air, legs still parted. Let's try it." Jimin's cheeks immediately turned a pretty shade of pink and Jungkook cooed at the adorableness. He broke character and motioned for the other to go closer so he could engulf him into a tight hug. "Is my baby shy?"

"A bit." The pink-haired boy admitted and buried his face in the crook of his neck. "But I want to be good."

"I promise you today we won't do anything you won't enjoy. Nothing too crazy, just like we established." He grinned and tilted his head back so their mouths could meet into a rather messy French kiss, tongues uncoordinated. Jungkook bit on the other's plump bottom lip before moving to his earlobe. "Take off your clothes."

Jimin did as he was told, discarding his light blue jeans and his grey panties too before hiding his arms behind his back.

"Let me see." Trembling hands showed themselves and he ran his thumbs over the now-closed wounds. They were not as deep as others he could spot but it was still worrying that the younger used such methods to feel at ease. "Did you cut since these?"

"No, sir."

"Good boy." His hand sled down to cup a soft member and their mouths met again and again until he brought it to full erection. Jimin was a bit longer than the average and his erection was almost as cute as his whimpers and moans were, its head red and leaking as Jungkook's hand was moving at a teasing pace. "Such a pretty baby."

"Yours, Daddy." The man tried not to show that he realised his little slipped into his headspace so he kissed him again, this time deeper. Jimin was slick with precum when he felt his insides clenching and tried to pull away futilely, feeling an arm locking him in place.

"Hold it."

"Can't –" He whined as the pace somewhat slowed down.

"Concentrate on my voice. You're not allowed to cum, baby." Jimin whimpered and snapped his eyes open to look into chocolate orbs. "Be good for me and hold it." It was hard but he managed not to spill until the fingers left his member and rubbed his abdomen lovingly. "Good boy." The man pressed a kiss to a chubby cheek. "What's your color?"

"Green, Daddy."

"Present yourself to me, then." Jimin didn't have any problems to kneel in the right position so he looked up, happy to see his Dom was smiling at him. His erection was pulsing in between his thighs when Jungkook bent to slap his right upper thigh. "Wider." A few moments passed, his cheeks darkening with every second. "Good, now switch."

Jimin's ass was something else – the tattoo artist had to admit. It was round and pale, his flawless skin begging to be painted pink because of a few harsh spanks. The elder used his hand to push his upper body closer to the floor before moving it to the base of his spine and pinching a butt cheek tantalizing.

"Good boy." He spread the white globes and watched as little hands grasped at the fluffy carpet. "Do you need anything?"

"Please."

"Please what?"

"Please – your mouth, sir." Jungkook didn't hesitate to drop to his knees and press his tongue flat against the tight entrance, earning a loud moan. He lapped at it greedily, encouraged by the cock that was leaking on the floor and showing that the sub was closer than he probably imagined. He pushed his tongue in and felt the ring of muscles relaxing around him as little sobs vibrated through the air. He pulled away with one last gentle bite and watched as Jimin relaxed his position.

"I don't want you to cum like this. Did your previous Dom taste you frequently?" A pink head began to shake and he sighed. That man sure has been a dumbass who couldn't appreciate how good his sub was. "Lie down on the bed, face up. Rest your hips on one of the pillows."

Jimin didn't protest, his brain fogged with arousal. A part of him was scared because he didn't know what was going to happen but he tried to remind himself that his Daddy didn't hurt him so far.

"He promised." He whispered to himself and watched Jungkook's back. The man was looking through his drawers but flinched when he heard the sub speaking.

"Hm?" He turned around so their eyes could meet and Jimin felt his ears turning red. "What did you just say?"

"I – uhm." Jungkook walked to the bed on which he placed a bottle of lube and a buttplug, the latter on the smaller size. "I said that you promised." The man looked confused and he knew he wouldn't continue until he understood so the student decided to be more specific. "You promised you won't hurt me."

The few silent moments that passed have been hard to bear but Jungkook put an end to them by climbing on top of the sheets and pressing his mouth against an infinitely softer one.

"I promised you and Daddy never breaks his promises." He pressed another kiss to the boy's forehead. "Do you need a break?"

"I'm okay." Jimin smiled widely and took a fistful of Jungkook's shirt. It was the first time someone was being so good to him in bed, he felt precious to someone and that was a novelty.

"Okay." Warm fingers pushed his soft hair back. "You can stop this anytime you want to. Don't forget that."

"I won't."

A hand immediately squeezed his erection and he closed his eyes, trying to concentrate on the lips that were ghosting over his cheek and murmuring sweet praises.

"I want you to relax and trust me, okay?" He nodded but involuntarily tensed when a finger began to prod at his entrance. "Jiminie... Relax for me, baby." It was hard but he tried to and opened his eyes when he heard a bottle being uncapped. "I'm gonna make you feel really good." He somehow didn't believe that could happen like that but he exhaled loudly and went limp against the many pillows.

Jungkook poured a generous amount of lube on his hand before warming it up and pressing his fingers against the tight ring of muscles. His other hand began to tug at the softening erection as he went, making the student lose his mind for quite a bit as he was unsure of what he was supposed to focus on.

"You're so good for me, baby." He took advantage of the parted lips to sneak his tongue inside his mouth and continued to massage the area until the body relaxed under his ministrations. "Good boy." He whispered and initiated a make out session while his hands worked their magic.

Jimin gasped when they finally parted and his back arched when he felt an index slipping inside of him, the sensation slightly uncomfortable. Even if he supposedly was a bottom, Jimin never pleasured himself like that when he was masturbating because he never found it pleasurable. Maybe he was masochistic for still accepting other people to fuck him but there was a point in which things began feeling really good and something told him he deserved all the pain. He was just a fucktoy after all.

"Look at me, baby." Jimin did, feeling the panic rising inside of him. "You're breathing too fast, kitten. Daddy'll stop everything now." He did but didn't remove his hands, his forehead resting against a sweaty one. "Does it hurt?"

"No." Jungkook waited patiently. "But it will." That was when the man pulled his hands away and rested them on his sides, smearing lube all over pale skin.

"I promise you it won't. Did anything hurt until now?"

"No."

"I need you to breathe for me."

"Daddy." Jimin sobbed loudly, his hands grabbing at his dom's shirt.

"I'm here, pumpkin. Breathe for me." It took a few minutes for him to actually calm down and once that happened he promised he could go on from where they were left. It wasn't a normal play session and he was surprised that Jungkook didn't lose his patience. "Daddy will make you feel good, baby." He knew pleasure will come, he was simply scared of everything until then.

The index found itself rubbing his insides and he was a lot calmer as Jungkook was toying with his perky pale pink nipples and his cock. The man's tongue felt rough against his skin but it made him dizzy with pleasure, his anxiety almost evaporating. When a second finger joined the combination he felt spikes shot up his spine and was about to ask for a break. He opened his mouth but a moan took over as the fingertips brushed his prostate briefly.

"There – there, Daddy."

"I know, baby. I found Minnie's special spot." He didn't cease to tease the spot as he talked, enjoying the way the boy was squirming with pleasure. "You're so fucking beautiful, taking my fingers so nicely." Their mouths crushed together but they could barely kiss as Jimin was too busy moaning and whimpering, feeling like his body was on fire.

"Daddy –"

A third finger entered him, more slippery than the previous two and he would have felt some sort of discomfort if his prostate wouldn't have been teased already.

"I think I – it feels so good, Daddy."

"I know it does, baby boy." Jungkook lowered his mouth to suck on a firm nipple before letting his lips wander all over the boy's front and to the tip of his leaking erection where he gave a kitten lick. He sucked on it before he felt the body under him tensing and got up, his fingers loudly moving in and out. The walls were pulsing around him so he smiled, knowing the release was approaching.

"Can I cum, sir? Plea – Please."

"Do you think you deserve it?" Jimin nodded hurriedly, desperately. "You've been a good boy. Cum for me, kitten." That was all he needed to start trembling and spill all over his abdomen, some drops reaching his chest area. "Good boy." The man's hand kept stimulating him until he came back from the heights and Jungkook leaned to kiss his cheek sweetly. "You've done so well, baby. I'm proud of you."

"You didn't –"

Jungkook didn't cum and as hard as he was, he didn't want to continue because by the glistening eyes of his sub, he was clearly experiencing sub drop already. Normally, he would have pushed the boy on a side and fucked his thighs but as the first sob ripped through the little's chest he gathered him into his arms and pressed a kiss on his head.

"D-Don't –" leave. Jimin hasn't been properly taken care of during the subdrop before and panic was obviously painted all over his features.

"I'm not going anywhere, sweets. You've been so good for me, so beautiful." Jungkook kissed his lips lovingly as his hands began massaging his palms and wrists. "Daddy will take care of his sweet boy."

Jimin cried until his eyes began to sting , his nose buried into his Dom's shirt in order to take his scent in. There was something calming about his aroma.

"It's cold." He whispered and an arm left his body, something covering him right away.

"Good?" He nodded and sighed before closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth enveloping him. Jungkook began caressing his tearstained cheeks and cupped his face in order to kiss his swollen lips. "Does Baby want to take a nap?" Jimin shook his head tiredly and yawned, making the Dom chuckle. "How does a bath sound?"

"Okay."

The younger never took baths without bath bombs but he didn't comment on the subject, knowing the tattoo artist wasn't the type to buy such things. Jungkook held him until the bathtub filled and then slowly lowered him in the water in order to take the shower head and rinse the pink hair gently.

"Is it okay if I wash you?" Jimin nodded and groaned lowly at the pleasurable feeling of fingers scraping his scalp.

Jungkook has been impressively careful, dragging a soaked sponge all over his body with almost calculated moves. He thought the genitalia would be a sensitive spot and was surprised when he saw those parts were easy to access but not the arms that Jimin always tried to hide from him. A huge scar was resting on his right thigh too but he didn't say anything about it, deciding that they needed the right time to discuss such things.

They didn't talk almost at all because the bath time was short and soon the student was wrapped in a fluffy white towel and carried back to the bedroom. The mattress felt comfy under him so he kept his eyes closed as Jungkook dressed him into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt that left him feeling restless.

"Don't you have any long-sleeved shirts?" He felt shy asking but he didn't want to stay like that.

"Why? Are you cold?" Jimin knew he was smart enough to understand why he was asking so he didn't reply, choosing to stare at his fingers intertwined on his lap. He looked incredibly sad so Jungkook sighed, suddenly feeling like an asshole. "Min –" He sat down beside him and took one of his hands in his. "I'm sorry, baby. I'll get you another shirt right away, it wasn't my intention to be mean." No answer came so he grabbed his chin in order to tilt his head back.

Cinnamon eyes were glassy.

"No, no, please don't cry –Don't cry, sweetheart. I'm sorry, come here." Legs wrapped around his middle as he kissed a fluffy head. "It's okay, you can wear whatever you want." Jungkook picked him up easily and headed towards his closet, thankful for all the time he spent at the gym. He opened the door with one hand and let the boy stare at the many perfectly folded clothes. There were a lot of white t-shirts so Jimin grabbed one after Jungkook confirmed that was the pile where he kept the long-sleeved ones.

He changed immediately but the sleep has been forgotten so he was now laying down under the covers, enjoying the little show Jungkook was putting on by dressing his sleepwear. He scooted closer to him once he joined him on the bed and rested his head on top of his strong chest.

"Hey, sleepy kitten." The man nuzzled his hair. "Do you need anything?"

"Thirsty." Jimin's voice was hoarse so Jungkook immediately got up and headed towards the kitchen from where he grabbed a little box of juice and filled a glass with water. He brought both offers to the bedroom and the boy picked the juice, his lips pursing cutely as he drank it through the straw.

"I love it when you wear glittery lip gloss." The tattoo artist confessed and Jimin smiled around the straw. "I couldn't have imagined I could ever be so soft for someone." Irritating noises could be heard inside the room because all the substance was gone from the box so he grabbed it, ignoring the little whine that followed. "Do you want more?"

"No."

"Then come here." They tangled their limbs together comfortably and Jimin sighed.

"I've heard about you before we've met. I've heard you're very good at disciplining." That was a scary concept so the pink haired boy felt a shiver running down his spine.

"I'm good at staying in character and I enjoy exact things. I don't trust relationships outside BDSM and I like to be in control.Vanilla sex is not that great either."

"No one night stands then?" Jungkook chuckled at the question.

"People are looking for easy hook-ups, not for something that involves behaving in certain ways. Everyone believes they're into BDSM until you actually want to try it with them." A little break followed. "Why did you want to try subbing?"

"I have masochistic tendencies, obviously." Jimin's smile didn't reach his eyes. "And I wanted to feel useful." He needed someone to confirm that he was good for something, that his whole existence wasn't meaningless or just a nuisance but instead of useful he always felt used and began to believe that was his purpose.

"BDSM is something you should enjoy, sweetheart. It must be pleasurable for you too, not just for your Dom." Jimin hummed, distracted.

"You're very kind to me."

"As long as you're my baby I'll never let anyone or anything hurt you, okay?" The boy nodded. "I want you to feel safe when you're with me."

"I'm scared of what will happen when you'll get bored of me." Beside discipline, Jungkook was known for changing his subs like they were socks and the idea of becoming so attached to him and having his heart broken was terrifying.

"I never had a sub I've ever been so fond of before you." He couldn't promise forever but he hoped his feelings would get through because every word was true. He was sometimes alarmed too because he was catching feelings too fast and Jimin was so sensitive and breakable. He hoped he could tend for him the right way and make him understand that he deserved the world and more.

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