*SMUT*

Jimin had been in the mansion for three days, very much enjoying his new life of pampering and good food. Everyday he had a full breakfast of porridge, bacon, and eggs, which was then followed by a morning of absolute relaxation as he flicked through TV channels. Lunch and dinner soon came, and then he finished his day lounging back in his comfortable bed, wondering how the hell he had gotten so lucky.

He hadn't even seen Yoongi once, and there was a growing suspicion in him that his new master was trying to avoid him. You're being crazy, he thought to himself whenever this theory came into his head. Why would his master actively try and avoid him?

He was right to question his own theory, as Yoongi was not trying to avoid Jimin. Instead, for the past three days he had been sitting at his desk with his head surrounded by papers and files, trying his best to secure a new business deal which had quickly become far more complicated than he initially thought. He had barely slept, and he was not in the mood to see anyone.

"Mr. Min you really need to stop working," Jin, his chef, tutted as he saw the state of his boss, "Go and have a little fun. You little plaything has been looking a little lonely."

Jimin! Yoongi immediately reminded himself. As bad as it sounded, Yoongi had pretty much forgotten about his new slave for the past few days, but now the memory of his blonde haired angel was filling his mind. Maybe I do need a break, something to relax all this tension from inside me, he thought to himself as he took off his tie and walked his way to the slave's room.

"Jimin, you in there?" Yoongi called behind the door, immediately questioning why he was being so nice.

He's your bloody slave, he reminded himself.

The young boy came to the door in a towel hanging over his hips, his perfectly toned chest still covered in water droplets, and his hair glistening.

"H-hello master, I h-haven't seen you in a w-while," the young boy stuttered, causing Yoongi to involuntarily smile; he liked how nervous he made the boy.

"I've been very busy, baby," Jimin shivered as Yoongi said that last word, an unknown feeling going through him, "And I was hoping you'd be able to help your master relax."

So this is it, Jimin mentally sighed to himself. He had known his time so far had been too good to be true. He got down on his knees and began to tug down Yoongi's zipper like he had always been told to do, only stopped by the cackling of his master above him.

"Wow, you are very forward ChimChim," Yoongi managed to say between laughs, and Jimin pouted, "Why don't we ease into this? Let's start with a kiss. You know how to kiss?"

Jimin nodded his head unsurely, wondering whether Yoongi was just trying to lull him into a state of comfort before pouncing and subjecting him to all sorts of crazy, painful sex. Allowing himself to be led over to the bed, he suddenly felt very naked and exposed, trying his best to make sure that he remained decent and covered by his towel. If only Yoongi used him like a sex toy - like he was supposed to as an owner of a sex slave - Jimin wouldn't have to feel so goddamn nervous.

Unable to keep eye contact with his master, Jimin focused on fiddling with his fingers until a long, cold finger pushed his chin up. Gently cupping the younger's face, Yoongi pressed his lips into Jimin's thick and plump lips which looked so delectable. Biting gently on the shocked younger's bottom lip, Jimin let out a little gasp that allowed Yoongi to slip his tongue into the boy's mouth.

Jimin didn't know what to do with his hands. He had never kissed anyone before. But he didn't want Yoongi to know that - he wanted to look professional. Mustering up some courage, he removed his towel and straddled Yoongi completely naked which caused the master to shoot his eyes open in surprise.

As much as Yoongi was enjoying the sight of the young boy's thick thighs and pretty cock on his lap, he felt a pang of sadness at the fact that this is what Jimin had been trained his whole life to do. Kissing the boy's neck, Yoongi vowed to make sure that Jimin's first time was as enjoyable as possible.

Yoongi's lips seemed to electrically charged to Jimin, and the young boy closed his eyes and began to pant harder as his master left a trail of butterfly kisses down his torso. Switching their positions so that Jimin was sitting on the bed, Yoongi knelt before his slave and began to pump Jimin's cock slowly and teasingly. Jimin was vaguely aware that this wasn't usual protocol for slaves, seeing as they were supposed to be the ones providing pleasure to their master, but he couldn't object to the intense pleasure which was building in his lower stomach.

Yoongi, pleased at the reaction he was earning from Jimin, took the boy's length into his mouth. Kissing the tip, he swirled it around his mouth before beginning to suck on the cock harshly. Bobbing his head up and down as well as hollowing his cheeks, Yoongi was praised by the heavenly sound of Jimin moaning his name over and over again until his voice went hoarse.

"I'm going to c-cum, master," Jimin called out before releasing down his master's throat.

He blushed as Yoongi came to sit back next to him, covering his face with his hands. He was embarrassed that he had reacted in such a way to his master's touch, and even more embarrassed to see his own cum dribbling down Yoongi's chin.

"I'm sorry master," Jimin whispered, looking down in shame.

"What for?"

"For releasing in your mouth. I shouldn't have done it."

"Jimin, look at me," Yoongi demanded, "I wanted you to. And you taste so yummy baby."

"But it is my job to please you..."

"Well, now is your chance. Get on your knees darling."

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First smut chapter of many! Argh I love Yoongi so much in this, I'm legit cheesing so much as I'm writing this!

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