INFLUENCE | | YOONMIN

Chapter 6

Jin's POV

Namjoon and I got back home right before ten had struck on the clock. It honestly didn't matter whether anyone saw us or not because they knew what we did, except Yoongi. So we had to abide by the rules. As Namjoon carried the last body into the room I could've sworn I felt someone watching us, so I quickly turned around only to met with darkness and silence.

"Namjoon, do you think Yoongi saw us?"

"Baby, I doubt it. He's been going into his room earlier than ten every night. Stop worrying that pretty head of yours. It's not good for you," Namjoon says as he ran his fingers through my locks.

"I know it's just that-"

"Jin, relax.......Okay?"

"Alright, fine," Namjoon smiled, leaning closer to his ear, "good boy," he whispered. This sent chills down Jin's spine. He and Namjoon hadn't done anything in a long time because they were so busy and he missed Namjoon's touch. He missed being tied up and abused until he couldn't stand anymore.

Author's POV

"Sir....," Jin said as he looked up at Namjoon, knowing all too well that this was a weakness of his

"Vanilla or-,"

"Make me your slave tonight, master," Jin said before Namjoon could have finished his sentence.
Jin knew that Namjoon had a master and sir kink. Namjoon also knew that Jin had a slave kink. They were a match made in heaven. Namjoon grabbed Jin by his wrist and pulled him into their room. "On your knees, and don't look back," Namjoon demanded.

"Yes, Master." The younger went to their shared closet and pulled out a few of their toys, of course still keeping an eye on his pretty slave. Jin knew that if he looked back, Namjoon would punish him. But maybe he wanted that. So, Jin did it, and Namjoon immediately noticed it.

"I told you not to look," Namjoon said as he pulled Jin's locks of hair.

"I'm sorry, master," Jin responded seductively, as he looked up into Namjoon's bored eyes. The younger removed his hand from Jin's hair and placed a blindfold around Jin's eyes.

"You remember the word?" Namjoon asked as he whispered into Jin's ear.

"Peach."

"Good boy. Now strip," Namjoon ordered.  The older obliged and began stripping from head to toe. With each piece of clothing stripped away, Jin started to become even more turned on. He craved for his master's touch, more than anything. Once Jin was done with undressing, Namjoon quickly pushed Jin down on his stomach.
"Arch your back, baby," Namjoon said as he deepened his voice. Jin was now leaking in pre-cum. With Jin blindfolded, he had no choice but to focus on his other senses. The anticipation was killing him.

"Finger yourself," Jin heard Namjoon say.

Jin instantly brought his fingers to his mouth to use his salvia for lube, but he felt Namjoon's hand stop him.

"Nope. You're being punished, slave."

The submissive whimpered at this, but of course, he obeyed his master. He then began to insert one finger inside his tight hole.

"So pretty," Namjoon said as he watched Jin spread his legs out.

Jin began thrusting his fingers in and out, deepening his arch so that his finger could go deeper. He then added two more fingers. It hurt so badly, but Jin loved this feeling. He loved to feel his beautiful hole get abused and Namjoon loved abusing it. As Namjoon watched his beautiful husband finger himself, his member started to become stiff.