Your Blush Is My Favorite

i’m good boy

jimin had laughed softly when taehyung practically purred. he gazed down at him with fondness while lightly scratching at his scalp. "does that feel good?" and taehyung nodded, almost shyly with his head in jimin's lap.  

"feels nice, minnie." jimin only hummed and brushed back his hair. 

his eyes slipped closed again, letting jimin's hands lull him into a relaxed headspace. his own hands were bunched in his shirt, playing with the material as he was pampered. 

times like these were taehyung's favorite. where no words had to be exchanged, just gentle touches and fond looks. left with nothing but his own thoughts. 

he loved when jimin pet him. he always pet him just right and he made sure to tell him. he opened his eyes just long enough to see the small smile he was rewarded. "of course, it's my job to know what my baby likes." taehyung squirmed with a small gasp as his sides were tickled. 

"minnie." jimin laughed again, soft and breathy. he smoothed his hands down his sides before resting them on his tummy. 

taehyung whimpered. "i missed you." he admitted with a sigh, though he was still smiling. "missed you all day."  

"you saw me this morning." 

"all day." his fingers pulled at the hem of tae's tshirt, pulling it up to expose a sliver of his honeyed skin. taehyung's breath hitched when his hand slipped under, the cold of his rings making him shiver. he scratched lightly, just below his bellybutton. "you had a long day, didn't you, baby? school and work." jimin gave him sympathetic pat. 

taehyung did have a long day. between his classes and nine hour shift, he wanted nothing more than to lay down with jimin. so he might've played it up a bit, pouted his lips in a way he knew made his boyfriend weak, gave him his best puppy eyes and a pitiful nod while leaning further into his touch. and jimin had laughed, the sound nothing but mocking to his ears. "oh you poor thing." he cooed down at him, making taehyung feel small. but he liked that, he loved when jimin made him feel small. "i'll take care of you, sweetheart." he scratched at his tummy. "would you like that? want sir to take care of his puppy?" he whimpered, loud and needy. "is that a yes?" 

"please," he whined. "please, sir."

he patted his stomach with affection. "love your tummy, tae." his hand dragging down to taehyung's thighs left a burning trail. jimin caressed them softly, squeezing the soft of his skin in appreciation. "and your thighs." he pinched them as to prove his point. "you're so sensitive here. it's cute." 

jimin touched him lightly, applying pressure when he knew it would feel good, teased away from his hardening c**k that was stirring. "did you put these on for me, pup?" his finger slipped between the strap of taehyung's underwear before pulling back. it snapped against his skin. taehyung liked to wear women's underwear. they didn't always cover his length but they were soft and made him feel pretty. he liked feeling pretty. 

he nodded with a soft exhale as jimin's fingers brushed against the lace. he resisted the urge to buck into the touch and waited obediently. jimin seemed to notice the way his fists curled tighter around his shirt and the way his thighs tensed because he rewarded him by cupping his c**k and cooing a, "good boy. laying there like a good little pup, aren't you?" he squeezed firmly. "hm?" 

"please, 'm a good boy." 

jimin smiled, squeezing his length once more, before retracting his hand. taehyung couldn't stop the whine spilling from his mouth as his shirt was put back in place. "sir?" 

his hair was being petted again. "hm?" taehyung blinked up at him, mind fuzzy with confusion and arousal. 

"you-" he blinked again, "we're playing?" jimin almost cooed at the kicked puppy expression on his face. 

"i'm taking care of you." he reached over taehyung to reach the remote. "is there something you want to watch, baby?" after moments of silence, he slowly shook his head and watched as jimin put on some anime he's seen before. he relaxed into the couch and sunk his hand back in tae's hair. 

it forced taehyung to relax and he found himself gradually enjoying the sensation. every now and then his hand would wander further, scratching at his tummy, and rubbing at his thighs. but he didn't touch his c**k, skimmed past it every time. 

it made him want to whine, beg jimin to touch him more, but he was a good boy. 

he lost interest in the anime within minutes, instead choosing to watch jimin. he was pretty, taehyung thought jimin was incredibly pretty. he traced every outline of his face with his eyes, making sure to appreciate everything it had to offer. jimin had met his gaze once, raising an eyebrow at him and taehyung squirmed as a pink blush rose to his cheeks. "you look pretty." he'd uttered it so softly but still, jimin smiled until his eyes were crescents and grabbed his hand to press a soft kiss to it. 

"thank you, baby." another kiss. "so good to me." taehyung held the elder's hand to his chest after that. he played with the rings, slipping them off and on and spinning them around. he liked jimin's hands, he liked his fingers too. he liked when jimin wore his rings even more. they added a sense of dominance. 

he liked when jimin caressed him with his hands, the rings adding a more memorable sensation. he thought back to the first time they'd had s*x with them on. he'd gone to take them off but taehyung grabbed his wrist and begged for him to keep them on. he'd asked so nicely, begged like the good boy he was. who was jimin to say no? 

and when jimin decided taehyung was being too loud, he slipped his fingers past his mouth and told him to suck. 

he whimpered at the memory, grasping his boyfriends hand just a bit harder. jimin squeezed back, shushing him silently. "gonna be a good boy tae?" 

he nodded slowly, lips subtly pouted. "always good." 

jimin snorted. "oh yeah?" his hair was ruffled playfully, "you're always a good boy for me?" and he nodded. confident yet bashful at the same time. for the most part it was true, taehyung loved being a good boy. loved the praise he got whenever he was, loved how jimin would reward him with long kisses and sweet, filthy words that lingered for days. 

his lips twitched up with a hum. "you are a pretty good pup. laying here so nice and pretty. waiting patiently for sir to touch you." he pouted mockingly. "bet you think i'm so mean, huh? teasing my poor little puppy when he's so tired and just wants to be taken care of. i'm sorry, baby." taehyung whined softly while jimin cooed at him. 

he was urged to sit up, guided by jimin's hands. "let's go get your collar, taetae." led into their bedroom, taehyung was sat on the bed with a ruffle of his hair and a strict 'stay'. 

he couldn't help but wiggle in anticipation when he saw the collar loosely hanging from jimin's hands. his boyfriend laughed softly, fond as he wrapped it around his neck. "getting so excited, aren't you pup?" he cupped his cheeks and smiled down at him, making him feel even smaller. 

taehyung nipped at his finger tips. "oh? and playful too, huh? thought my puppy was tired~" rolling away, he laid himself out and blinked over at his owner.  

jimin easily slid himself onto his lap and promptly straddled him. "no? still tired?" 

taehyung bit his lip as he thought about it. he was tired. he felt exhausted in fact but he also hadn't seen jimin all day and he was feeling especially subby tonight. "jus' wanna be pretty for you." 

jimin smiled, so wide and in love. "you're always so pretty for me taetae. my pretty puppy." he leaned down, letting his lips hover just over his. "do you wanna play a little, pup? or do you want sir to take care of you?" 

taehyung's head felt fuzzy while his body felt heavy, he just wanted to kiss jimin. so, he did and jimin had nipped lightly at his lip. "i asked you a question." 

he whined, an apology laced in there somewhere. "wanna be small." 

jimin kissed him softly, tangling their fingers together. taehyung squeezed, looking for reassurance. "you can be small, baby. it's okay." so taehyung allowed himself to sink further into the sheets as jimin whispered sweet nothings and absolute filth against his honeyed skin. 

"got such a nice c**k baby." jimin gazed up at him from his place snuggly between taehyung thighs. "so pretty and big but you don't know how to use it. only good for cumming and that's it." he frowned while squeezing the base of tae's, now, exposed c**k. "baby wouldn't even know what to do if i gave him the chance to f**k me." 

"no, baby can!" 

"oh? you think you could f**k me without cumming right away like a pathetic little pup?" taehyung nibbled on his bottom lip, silent. "i didn't think so. but that's okay baby, i don't mind f*****g you." 

he whimpered. "thank you, sir." 

"you're welcome, baby." he pressed a kiss to his inner thigh before trailing up to his c**k. "you're leaking so much. i've barely touched you." 

"'cause," he whined, "baby feels so small." jimin's lips quirked up, cute. "an' i wanna c*m but i wanna be held so i feel weird." he sniffled pathetically while giving the most endearing puppy eyes. 

jimin only cooed at him. "just feeling a little overwhelmed, huh?" another small sniffle and nod. "well, we could slow down and i could make you c*m, no more teasing. or, i can hold you for a bit and we can snuggle and see how you're feeling. whatever you want, pup." he kissed his forehead gently. 

"i think i wanna snuggle." the hesitance was clear in his posture as he tried to curl in on himself. 

jimin pulled his shirt down to cover himself again, seeing as his underwear was somewhere on the floor, and patted his clothed tummy. "then we'll snuggle." he situated himself and patted the spot next to him.  "come on, taetae. it's okay." 

he practically dove into jimin's arms and made himself the little spoon, not that jimin expected any less. "aw, baby. you have to tell me when you get a little too overwhelmed." 

"didn't know." he mumbled into his neck. "felt so good but..." he didn't know how to go on. how to explain that it still felt good, but he needed something else. 

"was just too much at the moment, i know." he soothed a hand in his hair again and taehyung whimpered because yes, it was too much. "but we're snuggling now, yeah? feels good doing this too." 

it did feel good, he still felt small and he felt better doing this. an apology was at the tip of his tongue but he forced himself to swallow it. as if knowing jimin assured him, "it's okay, baby, it happens. do you still wanna wear your collar? you look so cute but i don't want you falling asleep with it on if you're not in the right headspace." 

"no," he grabbed at it protectively. "i'm good boy." and jimin couldn't help it, he laughed, finding taehyung to be adorable. 

"you're so good boy, tae."