Kitty Gang

16

Kyu sighs happily as he parks his car in the driveway. The fundraiser he attended went wonderfully, and no one questioned his whore of a daughter thanks to his excuse on live TV.

He cracked his neck side to side before making his way upstairs, and the open door to his daughter's room made him halt. He walked towards it slowly, and when he caught a glimpse of the inside, a horrid gasp came from his lips.

Everything was demolished.

Fancy curtains were torn, glass was shattered, and just about everything in sight was laying destroyed on the ground. He walked in with anger making his hands curl into fists, and when he heard the crunch of glass beneath his shoe, he looked down.

It was a picture of him and Maria at some charity event. That, he could make clear through the shattered glass around it.

"Fucking bitch," he snarls, his fists shaking.

Because no matter how mad he was, he couldn't do anything about it. He already told the public that she was out on a trip, so it wouldn't make sense to tell the truth.

So he would just have to do what he was good at.

He would have to lie.

***

Jimin's place was expensive. It was lush and classy yet so Jimin.

The bed held red, silk sheets that crinkled with the two bodies moving on it. The silk felt wonderful under her skin, like a cloud kissing her skin, and Maria couldn't help but melt into the comfort.

"God, I'm so fucking proud of you," Jimin pants as he pulls back, watching her blown pupils stare up at him in awe.

The honey-haired boy tears off his shirt and tosses it elsewhere and Maria gasps, her mouth watering. Jimin hovered over her, with his knees on either side of her hips, as he took her hand in his and guided it to his chest. He let her fingers trail down his torso, every crevice of his abs, as his eyes fluttered shut with a moan. 

Her eyes fall to his tattoo next, where she lets her fingers run over. The jagged letters looked so appealing against his skin, and she couldn't help but lick her lips.

She sits up, her hands pushing him back so she could crawl over him. Her lips immediately fell to his tattoo and her tongue traced the letters, making his abs tense as he tangled his fingers into her hair.

"Fuck, baby," he groans as she sucks love bites down his abs to his v-lines. It wasn't long until she was hooking her fingers into his waistband and pressing her face into his happy trail, letting out a whine. "Take my pants off, kitten."

Maria grins, wiggling her ass side to side as she pops open his button and slides down the zipper. Jimin was quick to reach behind her and smack her ass, causing her to giggle and pull his jeans down.

"Not so fast, kitten," Jimin tuts, pulling her up so she would straddle him. "You've got too many clothes on."

"Do I?" she pouts innocently, tugging her shirt up over her head. She was left in a lacy, pink bra with a cute, little bow in the middle, and Jimin couldn't help but smile at it.

"Fucking gorgeous," he sighs, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her shorts. "Now these, baby. Want you bare."

Maria blushes once she's fully naked, but Jimin was quick to shower her in praise, and she felt better as his loving hands pushed her hair back in a mock ponytail before guiding her down to his hard cock.

Once she peels his boxers away, his cock slaps against his stomach, standing tall and red. She licks her lips as her hands find purchase on either of his thighs, holding him open so she could be comfortable between his legs.

When her lips enveloped the tip and her tongue rolled around the rim, his head fell back and a guttural moan fell from his lips.

"Oh, fuck—fuck!" he gasps as she lowers down until he hits the back of her throat.

Maria hums, pleased that he was enjoying it, and the vibrations against his cock made his hips twitch. She wasn't shy about rolling her tongue and using her lips to kiss whenever she'd come up for air, and Jimin had to forcefully take her away from his cock before he exploded down her throat.

"You know the stoplight system, baby?" he pants, rolling the condom on.

Maria nods, her bottom lip caught between her teeth and her fingers squeezing the sheets in anticipation.

"Good, we're going to use that, alright?" he says, and she nods. Jimin tsks and releases her lip from her teeth. "Words, kitten."

"Okay," she whispers, nodding.

As soon as his cock starts pushing in after he stretched her, she cries out and digs her nails into his back. Jimin was quick to press kisses all over her face and remind her to breathe, and she let out a loud whine when he finally bottomed out inside of her.

"You good?" he whispers.

"Just... just feels weird," she gulps before shaking her head. "Doesn't hurt."

"Good, baby," he says, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'll wait as long as you need, pretty girl."

It did take a few moments before she gave him the go, and he started out slowly, testing the waters with shallow thrusts. He was breathing out groans into her neck at how fucking tight and perfect she felt around him, and he almost cried in happiness when she begged him to go faster.

"J—oh! Oh, f-fuck, more, more!" she cries, moaning when he does just that.

His thrusts become harder, faster, and she felt like she was falling apart. Jimin's got his hands everywhere, making sure she knew exactly who was touching her and making her feel this way.

"I'm addicted to you," he grunts. "Every inch of you."

His words set fire running through her veins, and a small whimper escaped her pouty lips.

"You're mine, do you understand?" he growls, landing a smack against the outside of her thigh. "You belong to me. Heart, body and soul."

"Yes," she whines, a violent shiver running down her spine from the delicious pleasure of his cock hitting her spot. "I belong to—ah—y-you, only."

"That's a good girl," he huffs, sliding his fingers into her mouth. "My good girl. I want you to cum before I do. Want you to paint this cock as yours."

The words are sent straight to the ball in her stomach, and her eyes squeeze shut as her back arches and she cums. She was whining around his fingers, begging with muffled words for him to fill her, and the sight made Jimin's mouth drop open in pleasure as he jack-rabbited his hips.

"Ye—yes," she cries as he throws his head back and cums.

"Fucking hell, baby," he groans, riding out his high.

Maria giggles tiredly, welcoming his lips happily when he bends down. Her hands slid up through his hair and tugged slightly to make sure he wouldn't leave, and Jimin licked his way into her mouth.

"Good girl," he murmurs against her lips, sliding out slowly. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Jimin leaves momentarily to grab a wet rag and get rid of the condom, and he entertains her cute, floaty thoughts as he cleans her up. She was slipping into something like a subspace, which was fine with Jimin. Whatever made her feel happy and safe.

"Minnie," she pouts cutely, face hidden in his bicep as he cleans himself.

"Mhm?" He tosses the rag away before pulling her onto his chest. "You feeling okay, kitten? Are you still feeling green?"

"So green," she beams, nuzzling into his neck. "Like being yours. Like when you claim me like that."

"Oh, yeah?" Jimin grins, landing a pat against her ass. "You're being cute."

Maria smiles, reaching for his hand to play with the rings on his fingers. She felt so safe with him. And as he brought the comforter over their naked bodies and wrapped his arms around her, she felt her heart grow warm in her chest.

With one last kiss to his collarbone, she closed her eyes and welcomed sleep happily.