Keep the Collar

Sensory

"Jiminie, get on your knees like a good little boy."  Namjoon said as he stared Jimin down. Jimin did as he was told and looked up at Namjoon obediently. He watched Namjoon unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans slowly, "Do you wanna help daddy?" Jimin nodded eagerly and reached up to pull Namjoon's cock out. "You're so big, daddy." Jimin heaved and pumped Namjoon sumptuously. "You wanna suck my cock, baby?" Jimin ran his tongue over his lip-

"Jimin!" Professor Choi snapped as she stood over Jimin with a displeased grimace. "Huh?" Jimin said weakly. "Did you?" She asked. "Uh- wh- what was the question?" Jimin nearly whispered. "Did you finish your essay?" She sighed with frustration. "Oh! Yes! It's right here." Jimin said and pulled his essay out of his folder then handed it to her. "You've been doing better. Pay attention." She said with a hint of a smile. Jimin nodded, "I will." He said sheepishly. She gently swatted the top of his head with his papers and headed back up to her desk. Jimin wondered how he was going to get out of the classroom without anyone seeing how hard he was.

He barely made it out and once out in the busy hallway, he collided into Namjoon. He lost his balance and Namjoon grabbed his waist to steady him, "Where are you rushing off to?" He asked with a playful smile. "I- fuck you look good." Jimin moaned as his eyes swept over Namjoon's face. Namjoon's pink hair was going dark at the roots but it looked too good. Namjoon threw his head back and laughed heartily, "What's up with you today?" "I got a B minus and I'm furious." Jimin replied as he tried to ignore the stirring in his pants. "Slow progress, baby. Don't be so down on yourself." Namjoon said. Jimin smiled and fumbled with the collar of Namjoon's red button down shirt, "Can I come by after school?" He asked quietly. "Do you even have to ask anymore?" Namjoon chuckled quietly. Jimin blushed and looked down. "I'll see you later. I gotta get going." Namjoon said and kissed the back of his hand. "Bye." Jimin whispered breathlessly. Namjoon let him go and headed off to his next class. Jimin stood there for a few minutes and mentally went over how Namjoon's fond gesture had shaken him to the core.

Two more weeks had passed and Jimin found that Namjoon was doing more than just tutoring him or teasing the younger boy until he was nearly foaming at the mouth- they went on dates.  Well, that's what Jimin liked to call their outings. They'd eat at restaurants, take walks together, eat lunch together at school, and stay in touch via phone when they couldn't see each other on certain days. Jimin continued to wear the collar when he was over and Namjoon continued to love seeing him in it.

"What are we?" Jimin asked quietly during a relaxed night in a Chipotle a few blocks from Namjoon's apartment. "Well shit, we've been practically tied at the hip for nearly two months- we clearly can't get enough of each other, and we go out on all of these cute dates... I thought we were a couple." Namjoon laughed and poked around at a piece of chicken in his bowl. Jimin lit up, "Oh." Was all he could say. Namjoon smiled, "I mean... you've called me daddy... could we have taken our relationship in any other direction?" Jimin couldn't look away from Namjoon. He was so much warmer than he used to be and Jimin could listen to him laugh all day.

Four more weeks had passed and Jimin still couldn't get an A. He couldn't get anything higher than a B+ and he was raging internally at his own demise. He went from studying with Namjoon three days a week to studying with Namjoon every evening. Namjoon seemed to enjoy his company but the sexual tension was beginning to suffocate Jimin.

One Thursday evening, Jimin was sitting on the sofa in Namjoon's living room wearing the older boy's Purple Rain sweatshirt and grey pajama bottoms and finishing up his last bit of homework for the day. Namjoon was sitting on the opposite side of the sofa; he had finished his homework earlier and watched Jimin carefully. Jimin wasn't aware of his watchful eyes as he scribbled things down. When he finally finished, he shut his notebook and sat it on the coffee table before looking over at Namjoon playfully, "I got a B+, hyung." He said. "Still not an A." Namjoon said passively as he read his book. Jimin huffed and moved closer to him, "Can't you just fuck me because I'm nice?" Jimin whispered. Namjoon closed his book and looked over at Jimin, "You are nice... You're very nice but if I gave in and fucked you, that would mean that you were the one with all of the power and I can't have that. You're very pretty, Jimin, and I want you under me but I can't have you thinking you deserve everything just because you're pretty and nice." He ran his fingers through Jimin's orange hair and smiled. Jimin pouted then took Namjoon's hand and brought it to his neck, "Please?" He whispered. "Do you realize that in the last two and a half months, you've gone from a twitchy, quiet, little whisper who could barely look me in the eyes... to a lush, playful, hungry, little thing that won't stop asking for my cock?" Namjoon whispered and brought his lips to Jimin's ear. Jimin closed his eyes and sighed. "You wanna be mine so badly, sweetheart but you're already mine... I knew you were mine the second I saw you giving me those hungry eyes." Namjoon kissed Jimin gently then pulled away. Jimin quickly straddled his lap, "So... if I don't get an A... you really won't fuck me?" Jimin asked as he slowly gyrated against Namjoon. "I won't but if you do... I'll fuck you all over this apartment. The counter... the table... the sofa... the walls... the shower... Jiminie, I'm gonna ruin you in the most amazing way. I just hope that you can take all of it." Namjoon squeezed Jimin's throat with both hands and the younger boy moaned desperately, "Jooni." Namjoon laughed and squeezed a bit tighter, "You gave your daddy a nickname? Do you like me that much?" "Yes, daddy." Jimin squeaked and Namjoon let his throat go. "Can I stay tonight?" Jimin asked as Namjoon placed open mouthed kisses all over his collarbone, chest, and neck. "You're sleeping alone." Namjoon muttered against the base of Jimin's throat. "The couch is bad for your back." Jimin sighed as he moved faster against the pleasantly large bulge in Namjoon's jeans. "How considerate of you to be so concerned about my back." Namjoon scoffed sarcastically. "Please... don't make me sleep alone again." Jimin pleaded. Namjoon gripped his hips firmly and stilled him, "If we sleep together... that's an intimate thing, Jiminie. That means we're official. Are you serious about us?" He looked at Jimin expectantly and for the first time, Jimin could see a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. "Yeah... Yeah. I really like you." Namjoon smiled and kissed him, "I really like you too." Jimin drew back in surprise, "You like me?" He said as his cheeks turned crimson. "Yes, Jimin. You wouldn't be in my apartment, wearing my clothes, and sitting on my lap if I thought otherwise. You thought I didn't like you?" Namjoon said as he laughed and kneaded at Jimin's thighs. "I know you like me but I didn't know that you like  me- like... like me like me." Jimin said as he watched Namjoon's hands inch around to grip his ass. "I've had my tongue... in your mouth, I think about fucking you every single day, I've made you cum in your underwear, you've slept in my bed... I've taken you out for dinner- you're wearing my favorite sweatshirt and you didn't know how much I like you? Jiminie, I feel like all of my efforts were wasted... I'm hurt." Namjoon let out a sigh and rested his head against Jimin's chest in mock defeat. Jimin took his face in his hands and kissed him slowly. Namjoon broke the kiss and slipped his hands up to Jimin's face then pushed a finger into his mouth before adding a second one, "Suck." He said softly. Jimin immediately did as he was told and watched intently, "You have such pretty lips." Jimin sighed and blushed at the compliment. Namjoon pulled his fingers out of Jimin's mouth and slid them down the younger boy's neck. "Let's go to sleep. It's late." He said reluctantly and swatted Jimin's ass. Jimin stood up and Namjoon followed suit. Namjoon took the lead and Jimin followed him into the bedroom. "I sleep naked." Namjoon said and closed the door. Jimin flopped down on the bed and watched Namjoon remove his shirt. "But... I'll keep my underwear on out of courtesy." He took his jeans off and Jimin licked his lips. Namjoon laughed and got into bed then shimmied under his blanket. Jimin got in on the opposite side and rested his hand on Namjoon's stomach. "Be happy I'm in here with you and keep your hands to yourself, Jimin." Namjoon laughed and clapped his hands twice. The room fell into darkness. Jimin sat up and removed everything but his underwear then snuggled close to Namjoon. He loved feeling Namjoon's warm skin against his own and he drifted off to sleep enclosed in his arms.