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Jimin threw his tired body onto his big sofa. He let his assistant, assisted by agency's staff, tidying up his things.

They are his trusted people. They know clearly where all the objects should be placed. So Jimin let them pass by under the supervision of his assistant.

"This is your cell phone." The assistant handed him the gadget he hadn't touched since morning.

He reached it out lazily.

"Yoongi-ssi contacted you several times. He left a message for you to let him know after all your schedules finished." Said the man as he slung his bag.

The staff had left the room when he checked Jimin's condition.

"Do you need something? Or is there something you want?"

"No. You can leave me. I'll just gonna call Yoongi hyung, double clean my make up and go to bed."

"Okay, Jimin-ssi. You can sleep a lot this time. Our schedule starts tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you for accompanied me today." Jimin answered briefly, ending their conversation.

The assistant then left the model in the hug of his quiet and large apartment.

The clink of Hennessy bottles hitting the glass table seemed to echo throughout the quiet space with minimal furniture.

He sipped drop by drop the deliciousness of his favorite cognac liquid.  The warm, complex aroma of spices and dark oak penetrated his lungs every time he drank down the liquor until the last drop.

Jimin let his cognac sit on the table as he turned his attention to his cell phone.  Several unread text piled up on the messaging application page.  He saw a message from Yoongi, but he chose to open the group chat first.

He smiled crookedly at how random the contents of their texts were.  The group only contained him and 6 other people.  Only seven of them.  including Yoongi, his boyfriend, but there are times when their conversations blow up very noisy when they all have same free time.

But, they were all busy, and the content of their messages was like everyone typing whatever they could when they had time.  Even though no one really replies to each other.

-Pick one!!!!- Text from Hoseok captioned a photo of three pairs of shoes in various colors from the latest release of a well-known brand.

-Nevermind. I bought all three. - He replied to his own text a few moments later with a photo of himself posing showing off a large paper bag with the luxurious golden logo of the shoe brand he bought.

Jimin saw that the time lag with the next text sent by Taehyung was quite far. No one had time to reply.  Including himself. He had been really busy since morning. Had no time to check his cellphone, he even only eats a sandwich for lunch in his car on the way from one location to another.

-I bought this butt chair because I was sure it would fit Jimin's peachy ass so well.- Taehyung sent a photo of a unique chair with the one he just bought.  Jimin shook his head at how his soulmate bought something based on him.

He laughed as he quoted the message and replied: -Don't expect me to sit there because it's like splitting my ass!-

His finger continued to scroll on the screen wanting to see another message, when Yoongi contacted him via video call.

Jimin's laughter suddenly disappeared.  He let his cell phone vibrate few times in his hand before he decided to answer it.

"Hi, Hyung." He smiled at his lover's face that appeared on the screen.

"I saw you replied to Taehyung, but left my personal message still hanging unread."

"And it's  almost broke my heart to think that you love Taehyung more than this filthy me."

Yoongi pursed his lips and he looked so adorable.  Jimin's smile widened seeing his hyung act like that.

"You know I love you." He stared at the screen. It could clearly be seen that he was in his vehicle.

People like them don't have certain working hours.  There's no different between day and night.  It was almost midnight and Yoongi was still roaming the streets. Jimin assumed he was going to Namjoon's studio to talk about their latest project.

"I left a message to your assistant. But I think he forgot it too."

"He told me as soon as we arrived, Hyung. Don't worry." He fell silent again. He doesn't know how he can find a reason not to prioritize Yoongi's message.  In his heart he felt guilty.

His boyfriend giggled. "It's okay, Angel. I'm just kidding. I'm sorry if I couldn't wait until you read my message. So I called you right away."

"I was a little worried with your busy schedule. But seeing you reply to Taehyung's message, I was immediately relieved to know that you were fine, Jimin."

Jimin answered with a flat thank you.

"I'm going to meet Namjoon, if you want to know. You can see I'm on the road."  Yoongi said again still with a smile on his face.

"I think I'll wash off my make up and go to bed."  Jimin answered quickly. In the hope that Yoongi would immediately disconnect them.

Sometimes it hurts Jimin how Yoongi is so kind and loves him so much.  He also loves Yoongi. So freaking much. However, he feel that his relationship with Yoongi needed a little space and distance.  He seemed to run out of topics to talk about whenever he was with his boyfriend.  It was like he had lost the spark that used to explode in his heart even just by hearing Yoongi's deep voice.

Like this time.  It's not that he doesn't care. He already knew Yoongi was on his way to Namjoon's residence.  They've talked about the project and everyone already knows that they're going to do colabs this time.  He didn't need to ask that again.

"You're just bored."  Taehyung once said when he poured out his heart to his best friend.

Bored. Maybe.

But he didn't know if he was right to use that word for Yoongi.

"Maybe taking a vacation and going to an uninhabited island just the two of you could help you find again what you think you lost."  Taehyung's advice.  "Especially you, Jimin. Because I don't think Yoongi Hyung has any problems with this relationship."

"That will only make Yoongi Hyung busy looking for food and end up with us not doing anything, Taehyung-ah."

He answered jokingly. But actually he thought about that possibility. He and his lover really needed something new. New adventures, new communities, or whatever. He know himself pretty well  that he wouldn't be able to survive in this state for much longer.

Meeting Yoongi was no longer fun. Their relationship now feels like a responsibility to him. Something he had to do not because he wanted to. Including sex. Sometimes he done it while texting and let Yoongi do the job.

Jimin is now more comfortable communicating with Yoongi via text messages. Because he can hide behind various emotes or lmao or lol that he usually uses when he no longer wants to reply to Yoongi's text.

Maybe Taehyung was right. He's the only one who has a problem.  Not Yoongi.

"So you don't like the island idea, huh?"  Taehyung asked again. "What about Mars, then?"

"That's a lonely planet. A worse idea than a desert island." Jimin disbelief of the idea. "Moreover, I can't ride a spaceship, Taehyung-ah."

"Why do you need to be able to ride a spaceship, Jiminie?"

"Yeah, in case I want to return to earth earlier."  Jimin answered.

"Or, is it possible to take you along? At least you could help me read the manual book or space map when I return to earth without Yoongi Hyung."

"Damn, Jimin. You're really bored, huh."

"You're really in trouble if you don't figure it out soon."

Jimin pensively threw his body back on the sofa and threw his cell phone beside him.

"Jimin... Jimin-ah.. Are you okay?"

It turned out that Yoongi hadn't disconnected their video call yet.

Jimin suddenly panicked realizing that he had forgotten Yoongi. He grabbed his cell phone again and faced his lover again through his cell phone screen.

"I'm___ Hyung, I'm sorry. I think I'm really sleepy."  He said whatever came into his head.

Yoongi just sighed heavily.  Jimin hasn't acted like this once or twice. His boyfriend,  loves adventure and adrenaline, may be bored with him who prefers stability and enjoying coffee in front of the computer screen in his studio.

"Is there something you want to say, Jimin-ah?"  Yoongi asked patiently and gently.  Still want to talk more.

"I just need to sleep, Hyung. I'm exhausted. "  Jimin answered casually.  "I'll call you tomorrow."

"You often forget your promise to call me, Jimin-ah."

"Hyung___ I___ Please, Hyung. I'm tired and don't want to fight."

"Jimin, we don't see each other very often and you have little time to answer my calls. Fighting is the last thing I want."

"So you blame me?" Jimin barked. He forgot he was supposed to be sleepy.

"No. Baby, please. No. I don't blame you. I just___ Never mind." Yoongi immediately gave up.  "I'm sorry, Angel. I just missed you."

"And I just want to sleep, Hyung. I'm exhausted."

"Yeah, sure. You're exhausted, Jimin."

"Is that sarcasm? Like___ I'm not really tired?"

"Jimin, what???"

"The way you say it back to me. It's like you mocking me with my own words but with different tone and interpretation."

"God, Jimin. I'm speechless."

"That's all you can do, Hyung. Speechless."

Jimin didn't stop there.

"When I said I wanted something different, you remember your reaction? Speechless."

"When I need something to pop in my life, what do you say? Yeah, speechless again."

"When I think of ideas for our relationship which is becoming more and more like a habit for us, yes it is. Last but not least. Speechless."

"I'm sick of your speechless behavior, Yoongi! "Where's my savage hyung, Yoongi hyung?  Where's my wild and free boyfriend?"

"I know where this is going, Jimin. I've been through this before. You really give me a headache."

"Yeah. And still, you give the same attitude towards my repeated actions, Min Yoongi."

"And, oh. Yeah, hahahhaha. That's the one. That I always give you the terrible pain of headaches during our heated conversations."

"I never said it was terrible pain, Jimin-ah."

"It's the same, Hyung. A zero level painless headache or the most painful of headaches. It's still a headache."

"Let's talk about what you want when we can meet, Jimin-ah. Now get some rest."

"Now you ditch me? That's your way to shut me up, huh?" Jimin shouted while breathing heavily.

"I said I was tired. Yet you still drag me into this sickening debate."

"And after I spit fire you decide to save your ears."

Jimin could see from his cell phone screen that his boyfriend was rubbing his face.

"I decided I don't want to deal with all of your bullshit anymore, Hyung."

"Whatever I say now will still be wrong for you, Jimin."  Yoongi answered desperately.

Jimin took a deep breath.

"You know what I want, Hyung."

They stared at each other through their screens.  Slowly they drift apart. They are still lovers. But Jimin felt that their feelings were no longer the same.

"I think I'm going to sleep now. Bye, Hyung." He just ended their conversation.

Jimin threw his cellphone to the corner of the sofa. As soon as it touched the soft surface, the cell phone made a short beep as a sign of an incoming message.

"Shit!" He cursed but still took the small gadget to see who was txt him.

It's Yoongi again.

-I don't want you to fall asleep without knowing that I love you, Jimin.  Sleep well, Angel.-

Jimin didn't reply. He chose to pour more Hennessy into his empty glass. Then drank it full of emotion in one gulp.

He let the dark taste of the distiller calm his heartbeat and uncertain feelings.

The drowsiness and tiredness had been forgotten. He decided to change into a sleeping robe and immediately cleaned his face. Maybe he'll watch porn and use his dildo. He suspected that his emotional instability was caused by his suppressed libido. And he couldn't rely on Yoongi in this matter.

Yoongi is so gentle and full of love.  He would fuck him like he was porcelain that he was afraid he would break. And Jimin is a little bored with that style. That wouldn't be able to quell his adrenaline.  Often he uses the dildo again after Yoongi is finished and returns to his apartment.

Jimin had just tied his robe when his cell phone rang again.

"For fuck sake." He cursed. "Can't I just spend my night in peace?!"  But still grabbed that innocent little thing.

A call from Namjoon. It was unusual for his friend to call at the midnight.

"Hyung?" He activated the loudspeaker.

"Hyung?" Call him again. All he heard only Namjoon's heavy breathing.

"Jimin___ Jimin___ They found the drugs." Namjoon talk in panic.

"Wh___ What drugs??? I don't get it."

"Police___ The police searched my apartment. And found it. And someone will check on you too."  Namjoon explained haltingly.  He's not usually like that.

"Police????" Jimin shocked. "Why did they search to me too, Hyung."

"Yoongi Hyung__ Yoongi Hyung is heading to your apartment, Hyung. I__ I__ will call Yoongi Hyung."

"They got Yoongi, Jimin." Namjoon whispered. Fear was clearly evident in his voice.

"They what???" Jimin started to panic and scared. He really didn't understand what was happening.

"Listen to me, Jimin. Listen!!!"  Namjoon finally calmed down and said firmly to Jimin.

"Keep calm and hide your drugs."

"But, what drugs??? What drugs???" Jimin continued to talk, hunting for answers.

"Oh my__ They're back!! They're back."

"Hello.. Hello!!! Namjoon Hyung!!!"  But it's useless, because Namjoon has cut off their connection.

Jimin moved frantically. What drugs???  Where???  He really didn't know what Namjoon was talking about.

He ran in all directions randomly. Unpack whatever it is. But he couldn't find what drugs was Namjoon referring to. Until he gave up and ran towards his Hennessy to calm himself and stood near the door of his apartment with bated breath and anxious feet.

His gaze repeatedly fell on the tightly closed door of his residence.

The night light and the sparkling city, provide a faint light that refracts on the super large window that stands firmly behind him.  Separated him from the busy night outside.

He could hear his own racing heartbeat.  Colliding with every second movement of the digital clock that staring at him from across the room.

The model squeezed his fingers, trying to relieve the tension that was wracking him.

Until a loud bang on his door jolted him to consciousness. Bringing another sensation into him. His hair neck bristled.

It was quiet for a moment. It seemed like someone out there was giving him a chance to open the door.

The night felt extremely quiet and deadly. His blood was flowing and his body felt cold.  Hennessy was unable to block the chill that creeps to his fingertips.

The door shook again.  This time the blow was more violent than before, startling him.

Jimin stood up panicked and let out a small whine before rushing towards the door after taking a deep breath and putting on a calm face.  His heart beats faster as if it was hitting the rib cages that holding it.

He opened the door slowly and the Colt .45 caliber cavity was the first thing he saw. The gun was right in front of his bridge nose.

A police badge displayed next to the weapon. He lifted his gaze, and everything was blur. He couldn't see the figure pointing the gun at him.

The colt  then moved right into the middle of his forehead. And the figure in front of him put his badge back into the pocket of his leather coat.

He swallowed hard. Tried to moisten his throat which suddenly felt dry and burning.

Now he could clearly see a policeman standing right in front of him.

A pair of deep, dark, and cold cat eyes stared at him piercingly deep into his soul.

There is a scar on his right eye. A deep etch from his forehead divides his eyebrows, forming a vertical line across his eyelids to his cheeks.

Painted on his pale skin, the scar looked terrifying. His shiny hair was neatly styled towards the back of his head, revealing the beads of sweat that appeared on his temples.

Sadistic. That was the first impression that came to his mind.

"Rise your hand." The man's raspy voice greeted Jimin's ears.  There was no snarl in his voice.  Only the flat tone made Jimin's blood run cold.

The police officers before him were truly like cold-blooded humans.

"G.. G.. Good Evening, Officer___."  Jimin stammered. He raised his hand slowly. A sign that he was unarmed and would not put up a fight.

His eyes turned slightly down and saw the name written on the bandage of the police officer in front of him.

Agust D.

"___D" he continued.

His heart beat faster when the barrel of the gun touched the skin of his forehead. Forcing his eyes back to the policeman's soot.

Jimin felt a chill creep through his body. His stomach churned in pain. He's nauseous.

"Move."  The officer said coldly.

The pretty model complied. He turned around slowly until his back face the police officer. The tip of the gun was now pressed right against the back of his head.

Officer D gave a little jolt there. Ordered him to walk into the apartment.

Jimin, shocked at receiving such treatment, almost fell when he took a step. "I'm sorry."  he said quietly. And the police, still holding him at gunpoint, didn't seem to care about that.

He even remained silent when the police handcuffed his wrists behind his back.

"Move!" Officer D once again more firmly.

Jimin guided them deeper into his apartment.  He closed his eyes several times and controlled his breathing as they walked. Trying to calm himself down and be ready to face whatever happens next.

They stop.

The Officer circled Jimin's body while still pointing his gun at the beautiful model's head.

"On your knees." He hissed with a sadistic grin on his thin lips.

Having no other choice, Jimin obeyed the officer's orders.  With the short-barreled gun still pressed against his forehead, he knelt down with his gaze never leaving the policeman's face until he had to look up when his knees finally reached the cold marble floor.

"So obedient little mouse." The officer looked at Jimin with an expressionless face.  Jimin couldn't help but reach reflexively, furrowing his eyebrows when he heard the alias given to him.

He moved his colt along the model's small face. Jimin gathered his courage and dared to meet the policeman's sharp gaze.

Officer D stopped for a moment looking at Jimin's face. It was hit by the dim night light. The lines on his beauty look dramatic. Jimin looks like he's not human.

"Those siren eyes." The Officer muttered in amazement.

"And this perfect heart shape full juicy and plumpy doll's lips." He moved his gun towards Jimin's thick lips, then pressed a bit and brushed it. A little lipstick remained on the colt's muzzle.

"I hope you use your mouth well." He grinned.

"Now tell me where you keep those drugs, Little brat." The officer bent down and almost whispered right in Jimin's ear.

"I__ I__ have no idea." Jimin replied in a soft and halting whisper.

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

Officer D grabbed Jimin's hair and pulled it to get Jimin's neck arched maximally in a position looking up at him.  He touched the side edge of Jimin's lips again with the tip of his gun.

"You have to use your mouth properly."

"I__ I'm not lying."  Jimin tries to defend himself.

Agust D tugged Jimin's hair before he let it go and stood up straight in front of the startled beautiful model.

With a straight face he looked at Jimin who was frozen kneeling on the floor.

"I'm going to search this place. And if I find the drugs, you won't be able to imagine what I could do to you, Park Jimin."

"You will suffer the same fate as your friend and... boyfriend."

"Your pale and weak lover." The policeman grinned when he said insulting words.

"What did you do to them?" Jimin hissed. "What did you do to Yoongi Hyung?!?"

"You don't want to know." Officer D answered coldly.

"Get up!" He ordered roughly, moving his gun.  "To your room."

Jimin stood up slowly to delay time. He limped and the police officer pushed him several times to make him walk faster.

With a trembling body, Jimin obeyed the Officer's orders to kneel again after they got to his room.  Jimin sobbed while the man walked through the space.  His knees were starting to ache and his robe were untidy.  His hands twisted behind his back and shackled by the handcuffs.

Not long after, the officer returned and threw one of his bag right in front of him.

The bag was left open, and when it landed, the entire contents spilled at Jimin's feet.

Several piles of small white pills fell around him.

Jimin widened his eyes.  He recognized that the bag was one that carried by one of the agency staff earlier.

"That's___ That's__ Not.... Mine."  Jimin stammered.  He used his knees to walk closer to the police.

"Officer D... Please... That's not mine."  The model tried to convince the man in front of him.

"That's your bag."

"Yah.. yes.. that's my bag. But___ I don't own the drugs, Officer. Plese..."

The policeman, who had previously taken off his leather coat, raised his shirt sleeves, then lowered his body towards Jimin. A strand of hair dangled at his furrowed temple.

"Now tell me who else is your accomplice, little mouse." He clamp Jimin's face and pressed his cheek hard until his plump lips pursed.

With teary eyes, Jimin forced to look at Officer D, shook his head violently.

"I__ I don't know__  I swear I__ have no idea."  He's blabbing.  "I don't even know how you got my name. And__ And__ how the drugs got into my bag."

Officer D snorted then laughed under his breath when he heard Jimin.

"You really want to know how I got your name?"

Jimin nodded quickly, still with his shaking face being held by the police.

"Your cowardly boyfriend gave out your name when my gun barely touched his jaw."

Officer D then laughed mockingly and brought his face closer to Jimin's face.

"Liar." Jimin hissed. "Yoongi hyung couldn't possibly do that. He can't even hurt a fly.

"You have a very low taste in men, Ji-Min-ssi."

Agust D's warm breath brushed the surface of the model's smooth skin that looked cold and pale.  He could smell the whiskey that the man seemed to have drunk before raiding them.

Find out the reality, Jimin controlled his breath.  If previously he didn't dare to really look at the officer, now he dared to look directly at Agust D's dark orbs and speak bravely. Try to communicate with the man.

"Lux Row?" Jimin guessed the scent of liquor wafting from his mouth.

"From the thick aroma that comes out when you talk, I can tell how much whiskey you drank."

"You drunk before duty? You must be a corrupt cop." It was as if he had used up all his remaining courage.

"I told you to use your mouth properly, Park."  Agust D slammed Jimin's face roughly.

The officer started to get angry then stood up straight and pointed his gun at the model again.

The colt was pressed against Jimin's forehead one more time.

"Don't play with me, Park Jimin." Officer D tightened his grip on the gun. He squeezed the object as if he was going to crush it. The veins on his fingers throbbed and writhed under his skin.

"I can end your life in one shot."

Jimin restrained his shaking body and met the frozen gaze of the policeman that standing straight pointing a gun at him with his pupils dilated. He tried to hold back his tears.

"I__ I don't know who is who."  I answered dryly and quietly.  His voice was clearly shaking.

Officer D jolting Jimin's forehead with his gun when he heard the man's answer.

"But__ Off course__ Off course I__ I can use my mouth properly, Officer D."

"Proof it."  He got flat answer and a tap on the corner of his lips.

Agust D let Jimin catch his breath and gave him time to answer.

With teary eyes, Jimin slowly moved his face away from the colt, with a gaze that didn't leave the policeman's soot, he opened his mouth, sticking out his long pointed tongue. The tip of it traced the colt's gaping hole in front of him.

Slowly, he put the short barrel into his mouth, sucked it, and moved his head back and forth.

"Hmnghh." A soft moan escaped his full mouth.  He didn't stop sucking and playing with the weapon in his mouth.

Officer D gasped and gaped for a second. But quickly returned to his cold face. He didn't expect that the beautiful model kneeling in front of him would cocked his gun.

After several movements, he put out his long tongue again, licked the base of the barrel to the tip and saliva dripped down the colt. His tongue slightly touched Agust D's fingers which immediately weakened.

"Shit." Officer D hisses, feeling his bulge twitch and harden beneath the confines of his pants.  He grinned. "You think you're good at this game, huh."

"Do you?" Jimin seemed to have regained his courage.

"I can feel what's rebelling under your pants."  Jimin teases. He still on his knees, looking up and grinning with his glazed eyes.  He licked the Officer's crotch that still covered by his trousers.

"Release the beast, Officer D. Let it play with me."

"Not sure you can handle this." The officer smiled dismissively. "I'm not your cute rapper boyfriend Suga."

"Are you one of his fans? You talk about my boyfriend more often than I ever did, Officer D."

"He betrayed you. And you still consider him as your lover."

"Are you jealous, Officer D?"

The police looked at Jimin's face without answering again. But his hands moved to untie the cuffs of his trousers and Jimin could hear the man let out a faint breath of relief.  Letting the wild creature breathe free air.  Holding it up straight and mighty in front of Jimin.

The model swallowed hard, a little choked up when he stunned by the officer's length. It was far above average, with bulging veins running around his logs. From its red head dripped precum that he could no longer hold back.

It's not just a beast. It's monstrous. And even bigger than his biggest dildo.

Jimin's blood boiled, his body warmed. And he could feel his own cock twitching embarrassingly unplanned. Forgetting at a glance that he was arrested.

Now, he is the one who feel jealous with whoever this Officer ever fuck with.

"How about we make a deal, Officer?"

The policeman frowned.

"What you say, Officer?"

"Name your offer, Park."

"If I could handle your beast_" Jimin bit his lower lip.  "Release me, Officer."

"Your boyfriend?"

"He is my ex now."

"Oh, you're such a lil slut."

But then Jimin grinned while parting his lips.  Officer D massaged his manhood several times before directing it to the model's lips.  Brushes the tip of his cock against the supple lips that challenge him.

Jimin gaped, his jaw fell open, and his tongue stuck out ready to welcome the Officer's long sturdy fat meat.

D put his dick on Jimin's tongue. Slowly rubbed the soft surface with the head of his cock before actually pushing it into the model's warm mouth and letting him suck his shaft.

"Ohhh..." Unconsciously he closed his eyes and whined as softness and warmth enveloped his hard shaft.

"Let's see how much you can have it." He slightly pushed forward Jimin's head to get his cock more.

He laughed mockingly when Jimin's tiny lips could only devour half of his rod.

"I told you I'm not Suga. And you still dare to challenge me. Slut."

Jimin doesn't care what the officer says. His cheeks sink in. Makes his mouth cavity airtight and Agust D's dick seems to be sucked in a hot hole.

Agust D growled.  Enjoy the beautiful view below.

The black silk sleeping robe contrasts sharply with Jimin's milky skin.  The clothes looked disheveled.  One side of his robe was completely open, exposing his shoulder, the beautiful blade, his blooming nipples against the air, and part of his crotch.

Jimin doesn't care about his appearance as he continued to move his head.  Several strands of hair covered his face. But Officer D then pulled back the curtain of hair that was obstructing his view and held it so Jimin's beautiful face, who was sucking his shaft like a lollipop, could be seen clearly.

There's only growls and wet gasps filled the air.

In his mouth, Jimin played the head of D's cock with the tip of his tongue, demolish the tiny  hole, slurping up the precum that kept dripping.

He let go the fat meat just to licked it like he was enjoying ice cream. Biting the base with her soft lips and sucking his balls alternately.

When he was about to insert the rod again, the officer slightly moved his erect like a wood penis, here and there.  He grinned seeing Jimin whining with his mouth agape chasing his thick shaft like a hungry baby bird.

Jimin immediately crushed it again when he caught the rod.  Sucking the head a few times before plunging it back into his soft mouth.  Take it out again to lick from the base all the way to the tip, then swallow it again and stroke it with his wet mouth.

Clucking sounds followed every time Jimin moved his head back and forth.

"Your face is like an angel sent from heaven, but you suck my cock like a sinful slutiest slut." Officer D tilted his pelvis, his left hand held Jimin's head, and his right hand held a gun hanging at his side.

"You like big cock, huh?" His blood sizzled when he saw the lipstick that had melted erratically down the side of the model's lips. His beautiful, sad face was wet with a thin layer of sweat. His penis twitched harder.  The rush of blood flowing to the tip of his penis seemed ready to explode.

Officer D squeezed Jimin's hair and moved his head the way he wanted.  Then he started moving his hips faster and faster.

"Shit, Jimin. I don't usually end up this fast."

He fucks Jimin's mouth brutally.  He didn't care about the model choking cause his cock pushing into his throat.

Tears dripped from the model's eyes.  But that only made his face turn angelicaly dramatic.  Instead of making the Officer stop, it only made the man even more lustful. He let out a long groan, growled and squeezed Jimin's hair tightly.

Jimin's reflex to move his head away didn't mean anything because Agust D holding it. Until finally the rapid movement of his pelvis turn into several jerks and the fat cock parked in his throat, exploding it whites deep inside his mouth.

He clearly felt the manhood twitch violently as it shot his seed.

It  spurted so much that even though it had been swallowed straight away, some still dripped out of Jimin's mouth.

"Your mouth is truly made in the highest heaven."  Agust D hissed. He had reached the peak of pleasure, but he didn't immediately take his cock out of Jimin's mouth.  He still held Jimin's head and enjoyed the view of his logs still embedded inside the model's mouth.

"Even a devilish dick like my cock couldn't last long."

"I wonder how your Yoongi Hyung would react if he saw you kneeling in front of me and sucking my cock like a starving bird of prey."

He slowly loosened his grip on Jimin's hair then moved it again.  As if he wasn't satisfied with what Jimin had just done to him. It's clearly visible that he want more.

The model coughed a bit but understood his assignment.

He sucked Agust D's dick again, licked up the remains sperm and swallowed it all. Finally he stuck out his tongue, showing the officer that there was not a single drop of sperm left.

"Good. You even handled me much better than I imagined."

"Good. Time to free me, Officer."

"We're not done yet."  Agust D answered that he didn't care.

"Wh__???"  Jimin screamed in his hoarse voice.

The officer took a bottle of Hennessy for Jimin and pour it straight into his mouth. He let Jimin drank the cognac as much as he wanted.  Then he drank a few sips that left in the same bottle.

"Now, we have to take care of that."  He chuckled with a crooked smile pointing his gun at Jimin's now completely exposed crotch.

His Manhood apparently didn't realize that itself enjoying what happened to its owner. As if it was standing alone with melted precum drenching on the soft shaft.

"Get up!"  The Officer ordered again.  He didn't care about how Jimin's face blushed because he couldn't hide his embarrassment at his body's reaction. Handcuffed and on his knees, he was unable to move freely as he wanted. He can't hide his north pole.

Jimin manage to stood up quickly even though he was still nervous and didn't understand what the man meant by -take care of that-. He didn't want to anger the police and just followed the order to save himself.

"Hufff...." He sighed in relief when Agust D unlock the handcuffs.  But he suddenly shocked when the man took off his robe and exposed his innocent threadless naked body.

Jimin wasn't free for long.  It only took a second for his reddish wrist to feel a bit relieved.  Because Agust D dragged him to the bed to gyve one of his hands to the bedpost again.

"Officer D__ Wh__ What are you doing!?" Jimin screamed and tried to break loose.  "Please.... No....."

Officer D doesn't care.  After handcuffing Jimin, he rummaging the drawer's nightstand to find what he was looking for. A lubricant.

He quickly opened his trousers and crawled up to Jimin who was fidgeting helplessly.

The model shuddered eerily when the Officer's eyes stared wildly and hungry at him.  He wiped his lips with the back of his hand which was still holding the gun.  As if there was saliva dripping there.

"Your lil dick can't lie, Park." He hugged Jimin's smooth body, who clenched his thighs but didn't succeed in covering anything.

Jimin's pupils twitched tensely, when Agust D's legs locked his thighs.

"Shhh...." The Officer threw his gun on the floor.  He dominate Jimin's handcuffed wrist to stop the model from moving his hands to free himself.

He stroked Jimin's hair that was wet with sweat at first, squeezed it, and pulled it to the side so that the model's long neck stretched and presented him a perfect view. He licked along Jimin's long neck before going down to explore his chest.

The Officer played with Jimin's pink nipples.  Licking and biting it.  Leaving the nipple still wet when he released it just to cupping it again with his lips then twisting and pressing the erect tip with his tongue.

Jimin tried to push the Officer's strong torso with his free hand.  But that didn't mean anything to him.  He didn't budge an inch no matter how hard Jimin tried.

His body actually squirmed when D bit his nipple and moved on to the other alternately.

"Hmpphh.." That was all that could come out of his small lips when the man licked his chest to the length of his neck again.  He even licked the tears that dripped down Jimin's cheeks.

"What did you do to me, Jimin-ssi."

Jimin frowned at the policeman's strange question. He surely didn't do anything to provoke the man's wildness. But as if he was the one to blame for what just happened.

"That damn guy is so lucky to have you."  He whispered right into the side of Jimin's face.  "Yoongi doesn't deserve you."

The smell of Hennessy now combined with Lux Row hit Jimin's sense.

"Let me go, Officer D." Jimin responded in his shaken voice when the man nibble the intersection of his neck.

The man moved down to Jimin's chest again.  Suck both nipples hard, biting it side, leaving a visible mark. He repeated it many times. Jimin tried to push Agust D's head while the Officer enjoying his chest, but his nipples were pulled and it only hurt him. The policeman still didn't let go, let alone stop the devours to his breasts. Jimin finally resigned himself to letting the man do what he wanted.

Just when Agust D was about to move down, the model managed to gather his courage to slap him in the face.

His chest rose and fell between soft sobs.

The Officer grinned coldly.  Looking at Jimin from the strands of hair that fell down to cover his eyes.

His manhood twitched violently unexpectedly. He actually really liked Jimin's reaction.

"I like naughty cat." He hissed.  And immediately continued the action. Down to the model's lower belly. Biting a pinch of the soft flesh.

Jimin stretched.  He just sobbed in surrender when finally the Officer hold his thighs tightly and pinned them to the mattress, so that his hardened little cock exhibit defenseless in front of him.

The beautiful model unable to escape when Agust D decided to sucked his penis greedily.  And the soft flesh sank completely into the Officer's mouth.

D growled.  While held Jimin's conculsing thighs, his head moved regularly. Played with the tip of Jimin's manhood with his tongue. Lick it, and sucking his balls too.

Jimin sobs and writhes. His lips moaned out words of rejection and resistance but his pelvis push, putting pressure on Agust D's tounge.

His cock makes its own decisions. The white exploded inside the officer's mouth.

He sighed, thrusting uncontrolled, and at the same time the effects of the alcohol seemed to hit his consciousness. His body getting hotter. Still sobbing but his thighs were clamping around Agust D's head.

Jimin squeal in high pitch when the man's mouth didn't stop sucking him. His cock ached from the overstimulation.

"Sweet. You taste like vanilla yogurt." Agust D use his thumb to  brushed the corners of his lips.  "I want more." He whispered as he turned Jimin's body around.

He adjust and arranged Jimin's body in such a way that his head burried in yhe pillow and his butt gaping in the air.

"Please... Don't... I've used my mouth well, Officer. Pleaseeee... Don't do this."  Jimin whines pleadingly in between getting high. Expect the Officer would care. But he doesn't. The Officer kissed Jimin's ass cheeks instead, squeezed the plump lump and licked his pink rim.

Jimin groaned. He no longer resisted. The Hennessy he drank earlier brought him to surrender and acceptance.  He couldn't lie that he liked the way Agust D do him like he is his property doll. He arched down his back deeper and brought his cheeks higher. Giving wide access for the Officer to play his tongue in his delicious hole.

Not satisfied with that, the Officer poured all the remaining Hennessy into his ring tunnel. The liquid also spilled onto the model's back.

Greedily, D slurping the liquid pooling on Jimin's buttocks until there's nothing left. He licking liquid surf down Jimin's spine to his wing, and ended by biting his shoulder, while jerking his own dick.

Hot.

Agust D completely removed the last piece of clothing that still attached to his body.  The man then grabbed the lube and used it on his shaft.

Jimin cried, he writhed erotically.  His hips move in circles back and forth searching for the missing treatment. He couldn't wait for Agust D to touch him again. It looks scary but also addictive.

He whined spoiledly when he saw over his shoulder that the Officer jerking his cock preparing himself.  He was again shocked to witness how long and big the torpedo was.

"It won't fit."  He said softly in doubt.

"It will."  Agust D answered, still busy smearing his trunk with lube.  Before then moving to prepare Jimin's hole.

"Shit."  He cursed when he managed to plunge his thumb into his rim.  He had poured in a lot of lube and the tiny hole was still so tight around his finger.

Jimin flinches when the Officer replaces his finger with a longer one.  He sobs and crumpled the sheets.  It had been a long time since last time Yoongi touched him and he was too busy to use a dildo.  Now as a result, even a finger can make him groan in pain.

"Your stupid boyfriend never touches you, huh?"  Agust D started to get impatient. Because Jimin's hole feels very tight on his middle finger. "He should have raped you more often."

"Like you?"

Jimin received a slap on his butt cheeks. His sassy mouth only made Agust D getting angry and increasingly aroused.  He no longer cared about the fact that even two of his fingers that opening a path into his tunnel, making Jimin groan in pain.

The Officer points the head of his shaft in front of the rim.  Poked and slap it several times before finally pushing it  into the hole.

Jimin screeched.  Tears fell from his eyes again.  His breath hitched and he bit his pillow. It hurt more than his first time.

"Fuck! How can you be this tight, Park."  Agust D moved his hips by inch trying to drive his cock to get in. Until finally he pushed in one strong thrust and his entire shaft forced its way into Jimin's hole.

The warm hole was so soft and throbbing that it swallowed the Officer's cock deeper and deeper.

Jimin screamed and cried.  The lower part of his body felt split.  He groaned violently.  His body convulsed.  His legs gave way and he almost collapsed.  But the Officer didn't let that happen. The man grabbed his hips and began to move it in tune with his thrusts.  He reached behind him trying to stop Agust D. But instead of succeeding in clawing the policeman, Jimin's hand was caught and held hostage while his buttocks start getting drilled.

"It's too big.. I can't.. Officer D, It's too big."

"Aaagggghh.. It's hurt."  Jimin continues to ramble.  "Please..."

But the Officer pretending to be deaf. He was too lustful for Jimin's plump ass which was red from his slaps and squeezes, now bouncing back and forth under his stomach, witnessing his big cock going in and out of Jimin's cramp hole, and he wanted to feel the whiteness again.

The room was filled with Jimin's moans and groans in response to the sound of their clashing stomps. The model no longer protests. His burrow has now adjusted to the diameter of the beast.  His cries no longer indicated pain but had pleasure paint.

Jimin doesn't realize that his shaft also getting harder and his hips naturally moving wildly when Agust D's cock hit his sweet spot. High pitch sigh escaped his lips. If previously his hand tense and resistant, it's now give up and his fingers intertwined with the Officer's.

That's where Agust D started playing with Jimin.

He suddenly pulled out his monster cock.  Leaving Jimin's hole gaping empty.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this."  He said in a regretful tone.  "I'd better stop."

"I,m sorry if I hurt you, Jimin-ssi."

"Agggggg....." Jimin groaned.  "Don't stop.. Please don't.."

"I like it hurt, Officer D. Please... Give it to me."

Jimin continued to beg sobbing. His ass was looking up in the air.

"I promise I'll behave, Officer D. Just gimme that big fat cock!"  Alcohol had taken over his mind.

"Pleaseeee.... I'm begging you, D."  He called without respect."

"If you insist."  Agust D plays the head of his cock on the surface of Jimin's rim. As if to include it.  That only makes Jimin crazier.

"Yes I do." Jimin immediately grabbed it. "I'm insisting, Officer__ I'm  insisting__"

And with that, Agust D immediately plunged back his manhood into Jimin's heavenly hole again.  Tightened his grip on Jimin's ass cheeks and continued to pump sweet spot with high speed hip thrusts. Drill his ass so hard until the model drools and loses control.

Just when Jimin squeaking that he was about to reach his peak, Agust D reversed their positions.

"Ride me." He order. "I want to see your face."

He is free to do anything as if Jimin is his property.  And the model, pursuing pleasure and under threaten, can only surrender and follow whatever the man wants.

Still handcuffed, his body controlled by the police officer.  His buttocks were opened to the maximum stretch so that it's ready to receive the stood up straight and strong shaft.

"Ahhh......" Agust D let out a long sigh as his manhood swallowed deeper into Jimin's body than in the previous position.

He let out a long growl. He closed his eyes and threw his head back on the pillow.

"This is heaven on earth."

He slapped Jimin's cheek to get the him start moving.

Jimin rolls his hips slowly to adjust to the position before he finally bounces his ass faster.

Meanwhile Agust D hugged his body and play with his nipples greedily. He set aside the fact that Jimin already has so many red marks on the surface of his skin. Some form his teeth and more his sip marks.

Until finally Jimin's movements jerked as a sign that soon he would vomit his delicious liquid, the officer supported Jimin's buttocks and pushed his pelvis to hit Jimin's sweet spot at a brutal pace.

Jimin groaned.  His body arched and convulsed.  His thighs flanked the Officer's body. He scratch the man's chest.  Leaving a trail of several red lines from his nails.

They stomped and then paused together.  As the Officer's seeds exploded inside body, filling his hole with warm lava, he also spread his cum on Agust D's palm that was cupping his shaft.

Jimin gasped. His body was full of sweat. He just let the Officer milked all his white until it smeared all over his long, veiny fingers.  Only his muscles reacted to the stimulation.

With tired, glazed eyes, the model watched Agust D lick and swallowed the sperm on his fingers. Proving that he really likes Jimin's.

Not long after that, Jimin no longer able to hold his body.  He fell and Agust D caught him and  embraced him to his chest.  The man immediately released Jimin's wrists from the handcuffs that shackled his freedom.

The Officer caresses his wet sweat hair and kisses his reddish wrist repeatedly.

Jimin's breathing slowly returned to normal. He stared at the man with his lips form a satisfaction smile. He just let the man changed their positions while they were still linked down there.

"Baby, I'm sorry I hurt you." The man showered Jimin's face with kisses.

"Are you Yoongi Hyung now?" Jimin ask softly n giggling in between the thousands of smooches.

"Tell me, Jimin-ah.  Did I succeed in getting your love back?"

"What was that supposed to mean, Hyung? I always love you." Jimin argue.

"But you're bored of our relationship." Yoongi sulked. He tucked his head into the side of Jimin's neck. The previous sadistic impression had completely disappeared. Now he's back to the original Yoongi.

"Tell me how did you came up with an idea like this, Hyung." He is still laying under the confinement. "You bang me as Haegeum's Agust D was something else. I feel like I'm gonna broke my back bone." He pinched the man's chest.

"Aww..." Yoongi winced pretending to be in pain.

"You even used Namjoon Hyung and agency staff in your plan. Now I wonder if they know about this." Jimin  can't hide his curiosity.

Yoongi took a deep breath, then lifted his face to look back at Jimin before he finally answered.

"I almost gave up that you're not feeling the spark in our relationship anymore, Jimin-ah."

Yoongi explained while he caresses his boyfriend's blush cheek.

"I won't be able to handle it if you mad at me any longer.  So, I decided to try my best for you, Jimin.  I hope I don't disappoint you this time."

"I love this, Hyung." Jimin answered softly. "That's what I've wanted all along."

"You always treat me like I'm a fragile porcelain doll. There are times when I want you to dominate me, Hyung." He speak again.

"I don't want to hurt you, Jimin-ah."

"But, I like it hurt." Jimin snort. "There's no point in having a monster cock if you don't use it as it should."

"I like that you dominate me like just now. You act like a hungry wolf and I like it. I feel like you really want me."

"Oh, Jimin. I've always wanted you."

"But, all this time you've been acting the opposite, Hyung.  We often have sex only when I want it, when I ask for it.  As if I was the only one who needed physical touch between us." Jimin explained his feeling with a cute pout.

Quickly, Yoongi used his index finger to stop Jimin's plump lips so they stopped babbling.

"Hshh... Baby, I'm sorry I made you feel that way."

"Honestly, It's just that I don't want you to feel being forced, Jimin-ah. So, in my mind, waiting for you to want it and ask for it was the best choice instead."

"And when we finally got the opportunity to do it. You do me so soft, like... Urghhh!!! I want you to wreck me, Hyung."

"I'm sorry.."

"Do I always have to sulk to get what I want?"

"No, Baby. Of course not. It's may fault all this time. Besides, it turns out things like this really make me feel the spark and my blood rush."

"I told you."

"You are a genius."

They both giggling and kiss each other.

"Yoongi Hyung..." Jimin break their kisses.

"Hm.." Yoongi keep continuing kisses Jimin's chin and neck.

"Do you still have the Mad King of Daechwita's costume?"

"Oh, No. Please, No." Yoongi raised his head realized what his boyfriend wanted.

"Why? I like your role as Hageum's  Agust D  this time. And I think getting drill by the golden hair mad king will be even greater." Jimin speculate.

"If I become the mad king, who would you be?"

"I will be his favorite concubine."

"Why the concubine? Don't you wannabe my Queen?"

"Being the queen seems boring. I like the fact that concubine had to try hard to make the king come back and addicted to them. The tricks, the drama, and in the end they had their hottest night yet."

"I already feel aroused again just by hearing you explaining about it." Down there Yoongi twitches again.

"But before that, let me just be Min Yoongi who misses Park Jimin so damn much, and want to spend the whole night with his boyfriend."  Yoongi moved his hips to jerk his hardened shaft.

"I almost forgot that you were still in there." He flinched at the jolt but he managed his thighs open wider to give Yoongi free access to use him.

"I can't describe much I miss you and wanted you, Jimin." Yoongi roll his pelvis slowly. He keep his eyes to stare in fascination at how beautiful Jimin was moaning and writhing beneath him as he pounded his body again.

"My belly already full of your seeds, Hyung. If only I were an Omega wolf, like in werewolf fiction, I would have been pregnant and full of your pup." Jimin groaned as his body began to rock.

"And as an alpha wolf I will be increasingly unable to restrain myself from you." Yoongi growled.

"Oh, Jimin I don't know what happened to me.  But the closer I am to you, the more addicted I become." He jerked his hips faster while devouring Jimin's supple lips.

Their bodies were drenched in sweat.  Their skin brushes.  Jimin's cries muffled because Yoongi rule his mouth.  Jimin gripped and pushed Yoongi's ass to get the man to penetrate his cock deeper. There are no brutal movements like before. Only longing and love filling the atmosphere.

Yoongi pushed deeper.  Jimin lifted his pelvis with his thighs spread wide.  They move the same harmony and reach the peak of their pleasure together.

Jimin gasped and collapsed as soon as he reached his blackout. He let yoongi continue pounding his hole as much as he desires.

The two of them didn't know how many more times they would fuck that night.  All they know is that they want each other and will always find a way to overcome everything.  Nothing will be able to beat their love and their will to stay together.

- The End -