The heavy thud of boots echoed in the hallway before the door slammed open. Y/N recoiled, pressing their back against the headboard, breath coming in shallow, jagged bursts. JK stood in the doorway, his silhouette blocking the light.

"Still shaking?" JKasked.

"Please," Y/N whispered, voice cracking. "Not tonight. I can't."

JK stepped forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight. He gripped Y/N's chin, forcing their gaze upward. "You don't get a vote. You belong to me every single night."

He ripped the fabric of Y/N's clothes with a violent tug, exposing pale skin to the chill of the room. JK didn't waste time with tenderness. He shoved Y/N face-down into the mattress, the impact knocking the wind out of them.

A slow, melodic whistle drifted from the corner. As Jimin came to see JK railing her, he smirked leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips.

"He's in a rush tonight," Jimin remarked.

JK ignored him, fumbling with his trousers. He freed his thick, pulsing cock, already slick with pre-cum. He grabbed Y/N's hips, bruising the skin, and drove himself inside with one brutal, unlubricated thrust.

Y/N let out a muffled scream into the pillow.

"Louder," JKcommanded, his voice a low growl. "I want to hear you break."

He began to hammer away, his pelvis slapping against Y/N's backside with a wet, rhythmic sound. The friction created a harsh shlicking noise as his cock slid in and out of the tight orifice. Sweat dripped from JK's forehead, splashing onto Y/N's shoulder.

Jimin shifted his weight, the whistling continuing, a cheerful tune that clashed with the desperation in the room.

"You're hitting the spot, JK," Jimin noted. "Look at how her boobs shaking."

JK grunted, his pace increasing. He reached forward, grabbing Y/N's hair and pulling her head back to expose her throat. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, biting hard.

"You're mine," JK hissed. "Tell me you're mine."

"I... I hate you," Y/N sobbed.

JK laughed, a dark, guttural sound. He thrust deeper, his balls slapping loudly against Y/N's thighs. The sound of squelching fluids filled the air as he pushed further, hitting the cervix with a blunt force that made Y/N's vision blur.

"Hate me while I fill you up," JK groaned.

He let out a sharp exhale, his muscles locking as he reached his peak. He surged forward one last time, his cock twitching violently inside as he pumped hot, thick loads of semen deep into Y/N. He stayed buried there for a moment, breathing heavily.

Jimin stopped laughing and whistling and pushed off the doorframe.

"Same time tomorrow?" Jimin asked. Because he loves to see sex scenes.And JK doesn’t mind seeing him and his wife naked infront of jimin.

JK pulled out with a wet pop, leaving a trail of cream leaking down Y/N's thigh. He didn't look back as he walked toward the door.

"Count on it," JK replied.