You waited in your bedroom, fingers fiddling with the edges of your dress. You let your teeth bite into your lower lip, nervously. Anticipating the kinky, hot scenario in your mind, you felt yourself growing hot. You looked up at the window, letting a soft groan escape your lips as you patiently waited on your bed, squeezing your thighs tightly together.

Even though Chan-mi was hitting on you and had already initiated in a conversation with you, Jimin had pulled you to the side and told you to allow him to take her home. He insisted that you leave before the two of them. You had a little feeling in your gut that told you it was because he was surprised at her being straightforward with her flirting with you. Or possibly his ego was hurt, knowing that Chan-mi was attracted to you first, approaching you before even thinking about Jimin.

He even went as far as to not tell Chan-mi about your kink, knowing it would make her crave you more. All he told her was that you were experimenting a kink so she thinks it's his idea rather than yours.

You lowered your gaze to your cell phone next to you, sitting face-up on the bed. Waiting for the screen to light up, you stared excitedly at the phone. Your eyes widened immediately as you saw the light of the screen, hands eagerly grasping onto the edges of your phone.

Jimin: just got out of the cab. Ready for our game, baby?

Your eyes widened in excitement, a slight sparkle in your eyes as your thumbs started typing ferociously against the touchscreen of your phone.

You: I'm ready.

You pressed the send button, your body shifting on the bed as you tried to get a view of them stepping into the house from his front porch. You eagerly bit onto your lip as you watched the two of them entering his home. Jimin closed the door behind Chan-mi, showing her around his living room. Her eyes darted in multiple directions as she became enticed by the décor in his home, along with the books on his shelf. She walked over to them, dragging her index finger along the spine of one of the books. One of his dance books.

Jimin was leaning against the bookshelf, talking to her as she examined the book, licking his lower lip before letting his eyes move to look over at you through the window. Seeing your eager eyes watching him, you watched as his lips curved up into a small smirk, an eye shutting as he winked in your direction, placing his hand on the small of her back. She looked up at him and smiled, giggling you presumed.

You watched Jimin guide her to the couch, letting her sit down before you tried to read their lips as they talked. Unable to understand any of the movements of their lips as they talked, you let out a soft sigh. You craved, in fact, needed, to hear what Jimin said to get women to be so eager for him. His attractive face is definitely an asset that he uses to seduce women, but you were curious what else he was capable of with his seduction. You've seen him fuck girls, yes, but you've never seen how he manages to add onto his sexiness.

Unexpectedly, you watched Jimin stand up from the couch, walking towards the empty area in his dining room. You widened your eyes as he moved his hair out of his face, winking over at you as he mouthed "enjoy the show" before starting to dance. You assumed Chan-mi had asked why he owned so many books about dancing, and here he was, showing her exactly why.

He continued to grind his body, along to music that you couldn't hear. You watched his hips moving sensually as he bit onto his lower lip. He got onto the floor, beginning to grind on the floor, causing your jaw to drop. You licked your lips, watching as Chan-mi had the same reaction as you. You watched Chan-mi stand up from her spot on the couch, clapping her hands once he finished his dance, pulling him by his shirt towards her. His hands rested on her waist as he leaned in, allowing his lips to press against hers.

Your fingers subconsciously started to touch your own lips, imagining how Jimin's plump lips would feel on yours. His warm, breath against yours. Your jaw was dropped in awe at the sight of the two attractive people in the home next to yours, their hands eagerly gripping, groping, and pulling at each other's skin through their clothing. Your hand started to subconsciously run down your arm, sensually rubbing it as you followed Jimin's movements on her body.

Every time his hand slid down her arm, your arm mimicked his. Every grope of her waist, squeezing of her hips, fiddling with her clothing, your hands followed.

You watched as Jimin moved, allowing you to see her face now, seeing her face contorting in pleasure as she moaned while his lips trailed down her neck, leaving occasional soft red marks on her skin.

Jimin, you know you can do better than that. Those little pink marks are nothing compared to what I know you're capable of.

Almost as if reading your mind, his more dominant side exposing itself as he roughly gripped onto her arms, tossing her onto the couch, his body hovering over hers as he tugged on her clothing, roughly tugging it off of her body. Her clothes fell to the floor as he continued placing greedy kisses along her body. He turned his head, allowing her to kiss down his neck while his body started grinding on hers, making eye contact with you as he let out a soft moan, his member straining against his pants.

As you watched their bodies moving against each other, your hand had found its way to your core, beginning to tease and touch yourself at the sight of Jimin teasing her. You watched as instantly pieces of clothing were landing on the floor in his living room. Both of them were moving against one another, fighting for dominance.

Both doms, huh? Maybe I should've considered that when picking a girl.

Jimin eventually pinned Chan-mi's hands beside her head as she gave into his dominance, becoming submissive to him. He asked her a question, causing her to nod her head, biting onto her plump, cherry red lower lip. He started making his way down her body, one hand pinning her hands down and the other pushing her legs apart. Jimin side-eyed you as he began gliding his tongue along her exposed core, causing you to gasp as you copied his tongue's movements on your own core using your hand to mimic his tongue.

His tongue was gliding up and down her sensitive area, gathering up her juices on his tongue before he circled his tongue around her outer lips, teasing her before taking her folds into his mouth, eagerly sucking and kissing her area. You parted your lips, feeling your body becoming more turned on from the sight of him with her folds in his mouth, making your core starting to drip, your juices against your panties.

You let out a moan before feeling your fingers becoming slick in your substance, rubbing yourself before slowly slipping your middle finger in. Jimin glanced over, noticing your hand in your panties, a smirk forming on his lips before turning over to Chan-mi, his finger pressing onto her entrance as he teased her, his tongue still lapping at her sensitive clit. You watched as Jimin's lips moved in between the flicks of his tongue, most likely mumbling something dirty to her before you watched her lips part, her head thrown back momentarily. Her lips continued to move as she responded to his dirty words, nodding her head quickly.

You tried to make out the words but could only see her saying "please" followed by other words you couldn't work out. You let out a moan, moving your finger further into yourself, adding in your ring finger, allowing yourself to fully feel the pleasure from this kink. Your eyes fluttered shut as you allowed yourself to focus on pleasing yourself, rather than following Jimin's movements. You were far too aware that he was trying to tease you, purposefully going as far as to tease Chan-mi. He knew that you were following his movements and wanted to make you wait before you could reach your high.

You let out another moan, your back arching before looking into his home, seeing Jimin lifting Chan-mi off of the couch and pinning her against the wall by his bookshelf, her legs tangled around his waist while he started to grab onto his member, letting it explore her walls as he pushed his tip into her entrance. He started thrusting into her, his hair getting stuck on his forehead as the sweat formed on his forehead.

Jimin started off with slow thrusts, keeping the image of you slowly fingering yourself in your underwear in his mind. He wanted to mimic your movements, just like you mimicked his. He wanted to fully appreciate the kinkiness of this situation, closing his eyes for a moment as he then grabbed onto Chan-mi's neck, his hand wrapping around it gently as he squeezed onto the sides of her neck. You sat up in the bed, mouth opened wide in shock as he sped up his thrusts. His body was still doing the same grinding motions as he had done earlier, but this time, he did it faster, mesmerizing you.

You copied his speed, thrusting your two fingers in and out of yourself at the same speed he was going at, arching your back as you sat up in your bed, watching him work his magic on her.

You watched his hands roam her body while he thrusted into her, going from around her neck, to tugging at her hair, to gripping her ass, to even going as far as to move away from the wall, unpinning her hands from the wall.

Both of his hands were now gripping onto her ass, bouncing her up and down as her walls tightened around him, causing him to moan out, slapping onto her ass for a moment while he watched as her body engulfed his member.

You watched her legs beginning to shake after about 10 minutes of them just going at it. You knew her orgasm was coming, which urged you to cum soon as well. Allowing your thumb to trace along your clit while your fingers remained buried inside of you, you let out a louder moan, hearing her screaming as she reached her orgasm. Jimin was close after, speeding up his movements before moving to the couch, grabbing her and forcing her onto her knees as he took it to himself to start stroking his member.

You watched as she sat there, tongue out, staring up at Jimin as he stroked himself before releasing onto her tongue, inserting himself in her mouth as he rode out his own orgasm.

Once she had gotten up, cleaned herself off and made her walk of shame to the door, you watched as Jimin turned around to face you. He had a wide smirk on his face, winking over at you before he reached down to grab his phone.

Soon after, your phone went off.

Jimin: Hope you had fun tonight, baby. I have a strong feeling that you did.