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The older boy adjusted his headband and smoothed down his dress. He wanted to impress Jimin with the cute outfit he bought online a week ago. He laid down on their queen sized bed and waited for Jimin to come through the front door.
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The sound of keys clinking together and heavy footsteps made its way to Yoongi’s ears. He immediately sat upright and checked his outfit over once more. He rested on his side and waited patiently for the bedroom door to open.
“Yoongi, I brought ba-.” Jimin looked over the pale boy sprawled out on their bed it the tiniest dress he’s ever see. “Oh fuck.” He whispered under his breath.
“What’s the problem?” Yoongi asked innocently with a small smirk. He slowly lifted the hem of the dress up a bit to reveal the matching jockstrap underneath. Jimin didn’t say a word as he removed his jacket and threw it off to the corner of the room, telling him not to make a noise. He also didn’t say a word when pounced on top of Yoongi and began to suck the skin on his neck. They took in the sweet smell of each other whilst entangling themselves within one another. Yoongi tried to his best to hold in the noises building up in the back of his throat but a loud, throaty moan pushed through.
“What did I tell you?” The younger pushed the other off of him and sat on the edge of the bed. “On my lap. Now.” Yoongi gave a small sigh and threw his body over the legs of Jimin. He lifted the dress up to expose his bare ass and tsked. “What a shame you had to disobey me. Now you’ll have to suffer.” He raised his hand up and gave a hard smack to his backside. Yoongi sucked in his breath and bit down hard on lip. “See what happens when boys don’t listen? They get punished.” Jimin let down three more hard smacks and quickly grabbed a cheek in one of his hands. “Will you listen to me next time?” He waited a few moments for a response before giving him another hit. “Answer me when I ask you a question. Will you listen to me next time? Yes or no?”
“Yes, Jimin.”
“No,” Slap. “I said whenever we are in this bedroom I am no longer Jimin. I’m daddy.” Three more. “Do you remember now?”
“Yes, daddy.” Yoongi was trying his hardest to suppress the moans once again building up. His eyes were watering from the slaps and his lip was sore from his teeth sinking in.
“Good.” Several slaps later his pulled his dress back over and sat the elder up. “Take off the dress.” Yoongi removed the dress and stood in front of Jimin with his hands clasped in front of each other. Jimin snapped his fingers and pointed over to the bed. He quickly crawled on top of the comforter and sat on the back on his legs. Jimin quickly removed the rest of his clothes and sat on top of the bed. “Hands and knees, babe.” Yoongi quickly went on his hands and knees, sticking his bum up in the air for Jimin. He removed the jockstrap, throwing it off to the side and grabbing lube from their side table. The cold liquid coated his fingers and part of his hand. He stuck in one fingers to prepare Yoongi. He took a sharp breath in and allowed Jimin to add another finger. The younger eventually added another finger and lightly tapped Yoongi’s ass. “You ready?” The blonde boy nodded his head and readjusted to let Jimin enter. He felt himself slowly fill up, feeling Jimin’s pubic bone against him. The warmth of the two together was one of Yoongi’s favourite feelings. He loved having Jimin’s sweet smell engulf him. Their intimate moments were one of the few things he would never forget. Their melodic moans filled the room along with a handful of “Fucks” and “Oh my gods”. Almost too soon they both reached their highs together and flopped on their bed.
“Go wash up and I’ll make dinner, okay?” Jimin requested after taking a moment to catch their breaths. Yoongi sat up and sighed, picking up his clothes with him.
“Yes, Daddy.”