yoonmin nsfw au -
after a stressful day of work, yoongi has a lot of pent-up frustration. of course, jimin doesnât ever make things easy for yoongi, so the elder takes matters into his own hands.
tags:
- nsfw

- more pwp
- ceo yoongi
- dom yoongi/brat jimin
- rough sex
- light bondage
- some degrading language
- spanking
Jimin isnât exactly surprised that dinner doesnât soothe Yoongi. Food was a good bandage, but it wasnât a complete fix all. Especially as Yoongi details all of the things theyâll have to go over
at the company where heâs the CEO over dinner. He thought this executive was a good fit, but clearly his intuition had been wrong. They have to go over the entire budget, account for every single last won thatâs gone
in and out of their company in the past six months. That in itself is a pain, without the added stress of finding a new executive director as quickly as possible.
Jimin cleans up after dinner while Yoongi takes a bath. Yoongi puts in one of his luxurious bath bombs and uses some of the oils that heâd gifted Jimin only to steal just a few days later. The dishes are finally washed and dried when Jimin hears the bathroom door open. A moment
later, he hears Yoongiâs wet feet on the floor as he crosses the hallway to the bedroom, but he doesnât close the door behind him. The youngerâs in the middle of putting their bowls from the stew away when he hears his husband yell, âJimin, get in here.â
His voice is harsh, sharp, and the tone makes Jimin snap to attention immediately. If his husband was using that voice, then it could only mean one thing. He decides to push his luck, instead continuing to put the dishes away, reaching up to put away the pot heâd used to make the
stew when Yoongi steps into the hallway. âJimin,â Yoongi says harshly, âI said come here.â Jimin looks over his shoulder, purposefully stretching up as high as he can to make his shirt ride up a little bit, knows how the little sliver of pale skin drives his husband mad.
âDid you?â Jimin asks as he pushes the pot firmly onto the high shelf, hearing Yoongi walking down the hallway towards him. Heâs only wearing a pair of loose, grey sweatpants, droplets of water still hanging onto the tips of his hair. âI donât recall-â
Yoongi pushes Jimin up against the counter forcefully, grabbing onto the youngerâs hips and grinding into him hard. He shoves the youngerâs chest down onto the counter with a wide hand splayed between Jiminâs shoulder blades, holding him in place. Yoongiâs so hard already
that Jimin canât help but wonder what he did in the bath. âI said. Come. Here.â Yoongi repeats, rolling his hips so his dick purposely digs into Jiminâs ass. âAre you going to be a brat?â
Jimin gasps at how hard Yoongiâs grip is on his hips, the way heâs being pushed against the countertop by his husband, âAre you going to make me behave?â Jimin spits back, grinding his ass against Yoongiâs crotch just to hear him hiss in response.
âFuck,â Yoongi curses, removing his hand from Jiminâs hip to slap one ass cheek hard, âIf I have to, then I will.â Jimin cries out at the slap, even though itâs through his jeans and his underwear and not nearly as pleasurable as if he were bare.
âGet on your knees and open your mouth like a good boy, yeah? Or else.â
Jimin swallows hard. He loves sucking cock and getting manhandled, but he loves being bratty even more. âMake me,â Jimin spits out as he grinds his hips back again. He expects the slap on his ass for being bratty, but he doesnât quite expect Yoongi to move so damn quickly.
In half a second, heâs being thrown over Yoongiâs shoulders, one of his husbandâs arms around his waist and the other cradling his neck. âYoongi!â Jimin cries out in surprise, the elder already making his way to their bedroom.
He feels so helpless like this, lightning zipping down his spine as the elder carries him, like heâs nothing more than a piece of meat, a prize that Yoongiâs won. Heâs quickly thrown down onto the edge of the bed,
barely bouncing on the plush mattress before Yoongiâs grabbing at his shirt and pulling it off. Once heâs bare, the elder grabs at Jiminâs wrists, pulling them up high above Jiminâs head and quickly wrapping Yoongiâs tie from work today around them before
tying them together. Jimin hasnât seen Yoongi move this fast in quite a while, his head still spinning from being picked up and tossed around so carelessly.
When Jimin is firmly tied up, Yoongi pulls him back up onto his feet only to shove him down onto his knees roughly. The elder slides a hand into Jiminâs short black hair as the other one pushes his sweatpants down, cock red and fully hard in front of Jiminâs face.
âOpen your pretty lips like a good boy,â Yoongi instructs.
Jimin doesnât even think about it before heâs parting his lips, letting his jaw hang slack as his husband pushes his cock into his mouth. He canât help the moan that slips out as the elder fills his mouth, the dick heavy
on his tongue as Yoongi pushes himself in as far as he can go. The head presses against the back of Jiminâs throat before Yoongiâs pulling back just a bit before he pushes back in. He starts off shallowly fucking Jiminâs mouth, making the youngerâs head dizzy as he focuses
on pressing the flat of his tongue against the underside or tracing the veins with the tip. âThatâs it,â Yoongi praises as he slowly fucks Jiminâs mouth. His eyes are dark as they watch his dick disappear into the youngerâs wet mouth.
Jimin purposely lets the saliva pool in his mouth, so that when Yoongi pulls back, some of it spills from Jiminâs lips. It's so messy and filthy that Yoongi canât help but curse as he thrusts back in with a snap that Jimin doesnât expect.
He gags slightly at the suddenness, but that only encourages Yoongi. Soon his husband is fucking his mouth in earnest, Jimin making filthy sounds as he purposely gags around the head of Yoongiâs cock. He wants more,
rising up a bit onto his knees and pushing himself further, letting the head of Yoongiâs dick stretch into his throat.
Another curse falls from Yoongiâs lips as he digs his other hand into Jiminâs hair, fingers scratching roughly at the scalp. âSuch a pretty mouth,â Yoongi says as he fills Jiminâs mouth completely,
pushing himself in until Jiminâs nose is buried in the thick patch of hair, âdeserves to fucked doesnât it?â
Jimin canât say anything when his mouth is so full of cock, opting instead to moan around the hardness in his mouth. Yoongi moans as the vibrations from Jiminâs throat travel up his dick, pulling Jimin off for a brief second before heâs thrusting right back in. âTake my dick
like a good slut,â Yoongi instructs as Jimin looks up with wide eyes, tears collecting at the corners. Yoongi begins thrusting hard into Jiminâs mouth, dick sliding into Jiminâs throat and cutting off his air with every thrust. The tears begin pouring down Jiminâs cheeks
with the roughness. âYou look gorgeous like this,â Yoongi coos, though his movements are the opposite of how soft his voice sounds.
The elder continues fucking Jiminâs mouth until his movements become more erratic, hands gripping hard at Jiminâs head as he pulls the younger down onto his cock. Jiminâs head is fuzzy with how good it feels to get so used like this,
his dick so hard in his pants but unable to touch himself with his wrists tied together. âGonna come,â Yoongi pants out as he snaps his hips hard. Jimin moans, cut off with every time Yoongi fills his mouth completely. The gagging sound is loud in the otherwise silent room,
interrupted only by the sound of the blondeâs groans as he abuses Jiminâs throat, âSwallow it all, whore.â
Yoongi pushes Jiminâs head onto his cock completely, shooting down Jiminâs throat as he lets out a loud, guttural moan. Jimin purposely doesnât swallow it all, though his reflexes tell him to. When Yoongi finally pulls his dick out of Jiminâs mouth, theyâre both dizzy. Jimin
lets his tongue hang out, droplets of come mixed in with his saliva, spilling out of the corners of his mouth. He looks up at Yoongi, seeing how the elderâs jaw tightens when he catches sight of the come dripping out of his husbandâs mouth.
Yoongi isnât gentle when he hauls Jimin up and onto the bed, barely giving the younger time to catch his breath. âI said swallow it you slut,â Yoongi growls as he turns Jimin onto his stomach, unbuttoning the youngerâs jeans
and tugging them down and off of his hips harshly, along with his underwear. âYouâre such a fucking brat,â he spits out as he slaps his hand down squarely on Jiminâs ass. Jimin canât help the moan that falls out at the spank, so much better now
that thereâs no resistance between his husbandâs hand and his skin. âDo I always have to make you behave?â
âYes,â Jimin says, his voice absolutely gone with the way that Yoongi has so thoroughly used his throat. The next slap is harder, enough that Jimin cries out at the shock from it. âFuck! Yoongi!â
Yoongi slaps his hand hard again, âWhat did you call me, slut?â Jimin gasps at the slap, his ass already feeling warm from just the few swats heâs gotten.
âYoongi!â Jimin repeats, moaning at the way Yoongi gives him three quick, successive slaps, each one of them hard and deliberate. âSir!â Jimin moans finally, head absolutely swimming with how aroused he is now. âPlease sir, touch me.â
Yoongi scoffs as he keeps slapping at Jiminâs cheeks, seeing how bright red he can turn them. He isnât keeping count and neither is Jimin at this point. âYou think you deserve to be touched?â the elder taunts, continuing to spank hard and fast,
âyouâre lucky I donât pull out the cock ring. Make you really beg for it.â Jimin whimpers at the threat, knows that if he pushes his husbandâs buttons too hard that Yoongi will do it.
âIâm sorry sir,â Jimin says weakly, moaning wantonly to try and spur Yoongi into touching him. Of course, Yoongi knows him better than that, slapping his ass again and making Jimin jump in his skin. At this rate,
itâs going to hurt to sit tomorrow. âUse me as you please, sir,â Jimin begs, âIâm nothing more than a hole for you.â
Yoongi growls as he flips Jimin over onto his back, wrists tied uselessly in front of him. âGood whore,â Yoongi says as he runs a hand up Jiminâs torso, tweaking a nipple on the way up just to hear the younger moan. When Yoongi reaches his throat, Jimin swallows hard,
imagines that large hand pressing down on his windpipe and cutting his breathing off. He cants his hips a little bit at the thought, a soft whimper escaping as the elderâs fingers brush his collarbone. âSo fucking pretty.â
Yoongi pulls away entirely, Jimin letting out a soft noise of protest before he sees his husband digging out the lube from the dresser drawer, tossing it on the bed carelessly. Yoongi comes back to the younger, whoâs not moved a muscle. âDecided to finally be good, baby?â
Jimin smiles a bit at the endearment, nodding enthusiastically in hopes that his husband will finally touch him. âLet me make you feel good then.â
The elder pops open the cap on the lube, pouring a bit onto his fingers and pushes Jiminâs legs up, until his knees are touching his chest. Yoongi presses his fingers against Jiminâs hole,
making him gasp at the coldness of the lube, only for the gasp to turn into a moan when Yoongi presses one finger inside. Yoongi isnât in the mood for something sweet though, immediately pumping his finger in and out of Jimin quickly,
trying to open the younger as quick as possible. Itâs only a few moments more before Yoongiâs pressing his second finger in, stretching Jimin fast and hard.
Jimin canât help the moans that spill out of his mouth at how rough Yoongiâs being, opening him up just so Yoongi can use his body however the elder sees fit. âIâm ready,â Jimin pants out, toes curling at the way Yoongiâs fingers press against his prostate. The tortuous movement
continues though, as Jimin throws his head back and lets out a long moan. Heâs going to come if Yoongi doesnât hurry up and fuck him properly, âSir, please, Iâm ready for you.â
Yoongi looks conflicted, like he doesnât believe that the younger is really open enough. Of course, his husband had always been extra cautious when opening him up, sometimes to frustrating degree. Luckily, the way he wiggles his ass is enough that the elder canât help but pull
his fingers out and lube up his dick. âYeobo,â Jimin whines quietly, catching the soft look in Yoongiâs eyes at the name, âplease, my dick hurts so bad.â
Even though heâs been bad this entire time, his begging seems to have worked as Yoongi wraps a hand around him, stroking Jiminâs cock just to alleviate some of the pressure. The younger nearly cries in relief at the sensation, head falling back onto the mattress
at the movement. But just as quickly as Yoongiâs given him reprieve, he takes his hand away. Jimin lets out a frustrated moan as Yoongi pushes his legs up higher, effectively bending the younger in half.
The slide of Yoongiâs cock between his cheeks, teasing over his hole and brushing against his balls makes his head spin. âUse me sir,â Jimin begs, stretching his arms above his head and trying to look
as submissive as possible. Yoongi groans as he pushes inside of Jimin, making the younger cry out at how good it feels, âThank you sir!â
Yoongiâs pace is rough and brutal, hard and fast. Jimin can barely catch his breath from how much heâs moaning at the sensations. His husband fucks him with abandon, balls slapping heavily against Jiminâs sensitive skin, his ass still red and tender from the spanks earlier.
He canât even remember what heâd done to deserve getting spanked so thoroughly anymore, not with the way that Yoongiâs fucking him.
He can feel all of his husbandâs tension bleeding into every thrust, how he fucks his rage into Jimin. Jimin loves it, hands fisting in the bedsheets as he lays there and takes every single movement, unable to move or squirm in this position. Yoongiâs gasping hard as he
pounds into Jiminâs willing body, his cock dragging along the youngerâs inner walls roughly. âHoly fuck,â Yoongi curses as he continues fucking Jimin senseless, âSo fucking tight.â
As if to prove a point, Jimin clenches tight around Yoongi, moaning at how good it feels when Yoongi fucks into him as he tightens. âShit, Jimin!â The elderâs movements are sharp, angled perfectly to make Jimin moan loudly with every thrust, now aiming specifically for the bundle
of nerves that makes his vision white out. Jimin feels like heâs on the edge, close to coming, just a little bit more to make him tumble over.
Yoongi slides one hand up Jiminâs torso again, skating over his prominent collarbone, only to rest over Jiminâs neck. âPlease,â Jimin
whispers, punctuated by a moan as Yoongi fucks harder at the plea. Yoongi slowly presses his hand down, cutting off Jiminâs airway. A few more thrusts from Yoongi as his head slowly begins to fuzz over and Jiminâs coming hard. Heâd moan, but he canât get anything out now.
His body spasms as his orgasm crashes over him, so forceful that a few spurts of come land on his chest. Heâs vaguely aware when Yoongi comes as well, the corners of his vision blurring as he shudders through the rest of his orgasm.
When Yoongi pulls his hand off of Jiminâs throat, Jimin sucks in air desperately, head finally returning to conscious space. âOh holy fuck,â Jimin mutters, lips and mouth dry, eyes unfocused. He feels Yoongi untying the tie from his wrists, letting them fall limply
once theyâre freed from the restraint, âJesus Yoongi.â
âGood?â Yoongi asks simply, Jimin nodding without really processing what his husbandâs said. âI wasnât too rough, was I?â Yoongi grabs a pack of wet wipes from the table stand and begins cleaning up the younger. He takes his
time as he cleans Jimin of his own come, brushing over the youngerâs nipples with the cloth just to hear Jimin's sharp gasp.
âYou were perfect,â Jimin says as Yoongi comes back to the bed after tossing the wipes in the trash. He pulls Yoongi into his arms, running his hands
through his husbandâs hair. âFeel better?â Jimin asks as Yoongi settles his head on the youngerâs chest.
âMuch better,â Yoongi says softly, intertwining their fingers together and kissing Jiminâs knuckles as they slowly drift to sleep.