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Part: Chapter 5
Next Part: 6
Warning: Strong language, Sexual themes (3some-ISH)
Info: Yoongi x Arlene x Jimin
Once we were in the elevator, we each watched the doors to it slowly close. Once they shut, Jiminie sighed, leaning his head on my shoulder. He tried moving my hands to his clear hard on, but i simply held them behind my back.
"So, Arlene. You pulled his hair. This is what happens when people pull his hair. It's his ultimate weakness," I smiled at her. She bowed her head, repeatedly apologizing while Jiminie tried to maintain some self control. It wouldn't work, since he has just as much self control as Taehyungie.
"Don't worry about it, he'll be fine," I smiled slyly at her. Once we reached the floor that the doorms were on, Jimin ducked out of the elevator and quick walked to the room. I knew he was heading to the bedroom to take care of it himself since we didn't have time for my teasing, but he would take over 20 minutes.
I let him run inside the dorms while i looked back at Arlene. She looked so shy, but that little lip bite of hers told me that she was far from it. I reached back and took her small hand in mine, smiling at her. She loosened up a bit, but she wasn't getting out of this that easy. This was her fault, and she was going to fix it.
We walked up the stairs and towards mine and Jiminies room. I had her wait by the door as i walked inside. Sure enough, he was already at it.
See, Jiminie wasn't one to get straight to it. He needed the teasing and the feel of desperation to get off. I watched him closely from the entrance of the room, gently pulling Arlene next to me to watch. I cupped my hand over her mouth and whispered into her ear to just watch. She nodded.
The sadist inside me couldn't help but enjoy the site unfolding before me. Jimin whimpered, rubbing himself slowly through his sweat pants, and literally ripping off the tank top he had on. His eyes were shut tight as his body writhed and ached for more than just his own touch. Those abs of his, though usually faint, were now clearly visible as they clenched in need. I could tell my own pupils were dilating as i watched him, clearly in mental pain and need.
Arlene took a step forward, but i held her back. I was surprised she wasn't running away, but instead wanted to go toward him. I brushed my lips against the side of her neck, smirking as she happily tilted her head for me. Her breathing was becoming faster as i wrapped one arm around her waist, tugging her close against me. She gasped clearly feeling my own hard on. I looked back between her and Jimin, contemplating on whether i should take them both myself, but she had to learn.
I sighed, kissing the her soft skin and savoring the feel of it against my lips before nipping her ear. She shuddered, letting out a breathy moan and i smirked, satisfied.
"Go to him. Remember, you did this to him. Now, you need to fix it," I whispered into her ear. She nodded, clearly dazed by the whole situation. I was shocked that she didn't ask how he would react, since he's gay, but when he's like this, he doesn't see gender. I sat down on my bed, watching them while letting myself ache for touch. Weirdly enough, my sadism even worked on me. Letting myself suffer and yearn for release also made me harder...
Honestly... what world did i get myself involved in? One day, i'm this outgoing, creative, aspiring writer who dances and sings like an idol... and the next i'm diving deep into two idols fantasies. Granted, i've known Jiminie for a while... I don't think I've actually known him. He was clearly just as submissive as me, yet Yoongi was the exact opposite.
Watching him from afar as Yoongie teased me with words and a single kiss on my neck, completely blinded me. I forgot about Jiminies sexual orientation, i forgot about my submissiveness, and i dropped all formalities and friendliness, as they had with me.
I pulled my Nike sweater over my head, revealing my black laced bra. The cold from the room sent shivers down my spine as i removed my sweat pants, revealing a simple black pair of Calvin Klein high wasted girl underwear.
Biting my lip, i climbed over Jimin, straddling him by his hips. Immediately, i felt his hard on press against me and i licked my lip that was already red from all the biting.
"Jiminie," I called to him. He slowly opened his eyes, looking up at me. He bit his lip as soon as his eyes focused on my frame. His hand slowly raised to my breasts, tracing the lace before hooking a finger in the middle of it. He gave a small sexy smirk, one that i'd never seen before, before yanking me down and crashing our lips together. Immediately, i kissed his plump, needy lips, enjoying the warm feel of them against my own. I held myself up with one of my hands, while raking the other one through his hair enjoying the soft feel of it. He groaned into the kiss as my hips pressed against him.
I could feel my underwear slowly begin to soak as he snaked a hand down my back, reaching into the fabric to grab my ass. I bit his lip softly and he pushed down my hips to grind harder. I could barely focus on the kiss as his hard on rubbed against my already pulsing clit.
As soon as i was about to reach into his pants, Yoongi effortlessly lifted me off of him. I yelped surprised, still dazed from everything that just happened. He sat me on his bed and just looked at us both.
The sadistic smirk on his face was too obvious. Jimin sat up, and rather than acting sad or whimpering, he looked furious.
"Don't be mad! You know damn well we ran out of condoms and Taehyungie's are too small for you," He laughed, reaching over to ruffle Jiminies hair, then pushed him on his back. "You're so fun to watch," He teased, yanking him closer by his hips. Jiminie gave him such a death glare, i couldn't help but feel a little turned on.
"This isn't fair and you know it Yoongie," Jimin said in such a deep aggressive voice.
Yoongie just ignored him, telling him to take a quick cold shower. He did as he was told and left us alone. I raised a brow at Yoongie as he just stared at me.
"Sadism's your cup of tea, huh?" I questioned curiously. He nodded, elaborating a bit.
"Many different forms of it, yes. My favorite though, is teasing and deprivation of release. It gives me chills all over," He smiled. I nodded, understanding completely. Eventually, he'll learn that i know more about the world of BDSM than i care to admit.
"Just letting you know, i know i seem very... shy around you all. It'll take me some time, but eventually I'll show my normal side." He nodded in understanding as well, and we sat in silence for a few seconds before he spoke.
"I will admit though, i was enjoying watching. Jiminie's never treated a woman like that. He's usually beyond shy around them. Although when he's that hot and bothered, he can't exactly see gender. He just needs release."
"But you didn't want him too." He just nodded, taking my clothes from the floor and handing them to me. I thanked him and he sat back down across from me.
"Jiminie gets lazy after releasing. If i let you guys continue, he wouldn't finish practice correctly. Also, i didn't lie. We are out of condoms." We both laughed and waited for Jiminie to get out of the shower.
"We can finish later, yes?" Jiminie walked out with only a towel around his waist. I couldn't help but stare at his muscles as small drops of water slid down them. He had a deep V line and a hint of abs, but his arms were what stuck out the most. He brushed his hair out of his face with his fingers and i almost lost my shit.
"Of course," Yoongie said simply.
"Please... put some clothes on," I begged. He smiled, walking towards me, as if that's what i had just asked him to do, when it definitely fucking wasn't. He nodded an okay before leaning down and pecking my lips softly. My own lips begged his to stay, but i let him pull away.
"Yea... she definitely stays." He chimed before walking back into the bathroom to change. I knew what he meant. He liked me as more than just a friend.
"Damn we have a lot to talk about. Aigo, I'm too hungry. We can wait for him in the living room," He decided, taking my hand and leading me.
As someone who's always been making decisions for herself, and has always been independent, it was great to finally not have to second guess or think about the situations in front of me. I've been alone too long and I've been doing things in a routine for too long. But with Yoongie and Jiminie, everything just played out, and i liked all the outcomes. I hope i'll continue to like it...