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Seokjin heaved a huge sigh. It wasn't his first time at a tattoo parlor. In fact, it wasn't the first time he would be completely exposed in front of his boyfriend and laid bare as he ran his deft hands over him, a mix of intimacy, passion and somewhat- professionalism creating a delicious warmth that ran through his body.
But this time, it was different because he was unsure.
Seokjin was no stranger to piercing his body. He had a naval piercing, an ear piercing, a beautiful pink gem on his lip, his nose and empty piercings on his cheek, giving him the illusion of dimples.
While he had significantly fewer tattoos—an orchid on his wrist, a butterfly on his back, and a matching tattoo with Jeongguk, half of a heart on his forearm—he was way more bold with it. He couldn't wait to show Jungkook his new tattoo.
As he walked into the shop, Namjoon greeted him from behind the desk, plastic cup of black coffee in hand and a dimpled smile on his face.
“Hi Namjoon, how’s your coffee?” Seokjin said, grinning.
Namjoon frowned; it was a running joke between them how he broke three ceramic mugs before being banished to drinking from a single Starbucks cup, emblazoned with his name spelled "Numjune"
“Just go ahead, your boyfriend is waiting for you,” he said, frowning at Seokjin. Seokjin laughed endearingly and patted Namjoon's head as he proceeded towards his boyfriend’s chamber.
“Oh, and,” Namjoon continued, “have fun not walking for another week,” he grinned mischievously.
“I will, but I'll buy all the seafood from A-mart and make a slurry out of it, slowly mixing it into your morning coffee,” Seokjin threatened, effectively shutting Namjoon up.”
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The lights were dim in the chamber. His boyfriend was in a tank top, showing off the sleeves of tattoo on both of his arms. He was softly humming to the tune playing as he cleaned and sanitised his supplies, laying them in a line.
Seokjin smiled softly as he sneaked up behind him and flinged his hands up to cover his eyes.
“Guess who.” He could hear the smile in his own voice as Jungkook grabbed his hands, easily yanking them off and turned around to face him, and then swept him up.
“It’s my Jinnie.” He grinned softly, laughing endearingly at how Seokjin pouted and called him a “cheater”. And when he let Seokjin down, was when Jin started getting shy
“Lie down here, Jinnie. We need to get comfy.”Jungkook said, pointing towards the table then began gathering his tools, placing them neatly on the table nearby.
“Alright, let's get started. Take off your clothes.” Seokjin hesitated momentarily, feeling vulnerable under Jungkook's intense gaze. But with a deep breath, he complied, shedding his clothes until he stood naked before him. His body trembled slightly, a combination of anticipation and arousal coursing through him. He took off his jeans, and exposed his clitoris but didn't expose the top of his pussy. Jungkook decided not to question it.
"You know what I want, right?" Seokjin murmured, watching Jungkook's confident movements.
"Of course, baby." Jungkook smiled, reaching for a pair of latex gloves. He slid them on, gripping Seokjin's hips tightly. "We've been doing this for a while now, haven't we?”
"Okay, so we're going to start with some preliminary preparations. Just relax and enjoy the ride, alright?”The tattoo artist ran his fingers lightly over Seokjin's inner thighs, tracing delicate patterns.
"Relax, babe. Just breathe." Seokjin inhaled deeply, letting the scent of sweat, ink, and cigarettes fill his nostrils.
“Can you spread your legs for me, Jinnie?" His low voice sent shivers down Seokjin's spine. He could feel his erection growing, straining against his briefs. He reluctantly did as instructed, exposing himself fully to Jungkook.
Seokjin had never considered himself brave enough to endure such a ride; yet, in Jungkook's arms, he felt safe and comfortable even. While he sterilized the area, Jungkook put his hand on the top of the fat of his cunnie, through his shirt and pressed down. The delicious pressure made his stomach jump as he let out an impromptu moan, jerking his hips.
Jungkook merely smirked at home.
“Wow, relax babe. Wouldn't wanna hurt you.”
The sterilized needle hummed ominously as Jungkook prepared to mark Seokjin's tender flesh. The cold metal tip touched his skin, followed by a swift, deliberate movement. A gasp escaped Seokjin's lips, but there was no blood, just a strange sensation, a stinging reminder of lifeblood coursing beneath the surface.
Seokjin honestly felt a little feverish, as he felt Jungkook insert the cold piercing through his hood, the soft metal resting heavy on his clit.
“All done, babe.” Jungkook began putting away his tools as he felt Seokjin touch his strong arm.
“Can you… lift up my shirt? There's a surpise for you.” Jungkook raised his eyebrows but proceeded to lift up the pink shirt up, barely exposing his fat cunt. And Jungkook on God felt feral.
The word “Owned by Jungkook” was written on his pubic mound, around reddened skin, below it was his own handiwork, a pretty ring on his clit.
“What is the meaning of this?” Jungkook growled, his eyebrows furrowed. Seokjin looked down at his feet, too shy to meet his gaze.
"It is a reminder that…I belong to you… Everything of mine is yours.” Seokjin explained quietly.
Jungkook growled as he tore open his shirt, revealing his pierced nipples and chest.
“Then why don’t you remind me right now, sweetheart?”
Before Seokjin could reply, Jungkook slammed him back onto the bed, pinning him under his weight. His lips crashed down upon Seokjin's, claiming his mouth in a hungry kiss. Moans of pleasure spilled forth as Seokjin surrendered to the sensations coursing through his body.
Seokjin moaned as he watched Jungkook prepare himself. He laid back on the bed, as he waited for Jungkook to take him. He was so turned on by the sight of his boyfriend - piercings and all, preparing to fuck him that he was about to cum just from watching him get ready.
Jungkook trailed his hands down Seokjin's torso, cupping his plump breasts and squeezing gently. He kissed each nipple, sucking hungrily on the pierced tips. Seokjin writhed beneath him, panting heavily as his arousal reached a fever pitch.
"Fuck," Jungkook whispered against Seokjin's ear, his cock hardening even further. His hands roamed freely across Seokjin's body, exploring every curve and crevice. He slid lower, and licked a stripe up his clit, with his own pierced tongue,causing Seokjin to shiver with pleasure.
Their bodies were slick with sweat, the smell of sex permeating the air, thick and heavy.
"Jinnie," Jungkook breathed, his mouth moving lower, kissing and nibbling his way down Seokjin's stomach. "You're making me crazy."
The muscles in Seokjin's abdomen tightened, anticipating what was to come. He knew Jungkook wanted to taste him, wanted to claim him, just as much as he wanted to be claimed.The anticipation was almost unbearable, but he held on, trusting Jungkook to guide him through this wild journey. With a deep breath, he nodded, ready to surrender himself to the sensations.
"Ready for me, Jinnie?" Jungkook asked, his voice husky with desire. Seokjin nodded again, his heart pounding at the base of his throat. Jungkook lowered his gaze, his eyes scanning Seokjin's body. "Perfect."Slowly, he moved closer, his lips brushing against Seokjin's swollen clit.
He paused briefly, tasting the sweetness of Seokjin's arousal on his tongue. Then, with one swift movement, he plunged his tongue deep inside Seokjin's hole, swirling it around as he sucked greedily. His tongue piercing was warm and heavy and it stimulated Seokjin in ways that made him feel like he was going to die. The sheer amount of pleasure coarsing through his veins as Jungkook's heavy ring moved all over his newly pierced clit was unreal.
The limit was reached when their piercings clashed, causing a delicious "ting" to echo in the sinfully quiet room.
Next, a scream echoed through the room, muffled by Seokjin's own hand. He arched his back, digging his nails into the sheets below him. His entire body quivered, pulsating with lust and desire. He clawed at Jungkook's shoulders, begging for more."Please," he gasped."More."
"You're so fucking sexy, Jinnie," Jungkook groaned, his tongue darting in and out of Seokjin's entrance. He lapped at the sensitive rim, savoring the taste of Seokjin's essence.
"I can't believe how wet you are for me."Seokjin squirmed beneath him, unable to contain his arousal any longer. "Fuck yes, Jungkook! Please don't stop."The tattoo artist lifted his head, meeting Seokjin's pleading gaze.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, Jinnie." His voice trembled with lust, sending chills down Seokjin's spine. Seokjin gulped convulsively, his heart hammering against his rib cage."Oh god," he whimpered, arching his back off the mattress.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, Jinnie." His voice trembled with lust, sending chills down Seokjin's spine. Seokjin gulped convulsively, his heart hammering against his rib cage.
"Oh god," he whimpered, arching his back off the mattress. "Do it, Jungkook. Fuck me."
Without hesitation, Jungkook positioned himself between Seokjin's legs, aligning his throbbing erection with Seokjin's entrance. Jungkook was well endowed, he had a dick big enough for seokjin (who had a small throat) to not be able to take more than the first five inches into his mouth. It didn't help they it was also pierced, the heavy metal stimulating seokjin’s insides.
Now, Jungkook knew Seokjin. And vice versa, but Jungkook knew exactly what angle to fuck into his Seokjin, knew exactly where the soft bundle of nerves resided. It was making Jin hot and sweaty, he wanted to scream, his arousal reaching a height that was next to impossible.
Beads of perspiration were dripping down his face and his heavy tits as he bounced in abadon at Jungkook’s punishing thrust. His tongue lolled out at one point, and he began screaming. Jungkook just grabbed his throat to stop him.
“Ah, ah, ahhh~” Seokjin was done, he was spent. He felt like he would pass out any second, but as Jungkook pulled out his pierced dick. Seokjin noticed that it was still hard.
“I will make you fit my entire dick in your throat today.” He growled.
-
Later that day, when Jungkook emerged out of his chamber, carrying a passed out seokjin bridal style Namjoon gave him a wild look.
“What the fuck were you guys upto?” He blushed furiously .
Jungkook just laughed “Making sure your Jin hyung doesn't walk for a month this time.”