The door clicked open, and the heavy tread of two sets of boots filled the room. Y/N scrambled backward on the bed, clutching the sheets to her chest, eyes wide with terror.

"Please," Y/N sobbed, their voice trembling. "JK, please. Not again. I'm still sore... please, just one night of peace."

JK’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening. He stepped closer, the air in the room suddenly feeling suffocating. "One night of peace?" he repeated, his voice a dangerous low simmer. "You think you're in a position to negotiate?"

"I'm begging you!" Y/N cried.

"Wrong answer," JK snapped.

In one swift motion, he lunged forward. He grabbed Y/N's wrists, pinning them violently above her head against the mattress. The sheets ripped away, leaving Y/N exposed and shivering. JK leaned in, his eyes cold.

"You want to beg? Then beg while you're being used," Jk hissed. He glanced over his shoulder. "Jimin. She thinks she's too fragile for me right now. Why don't you keep her occupied?"

Jimin stepped forward, a predatory glint in his eyes. He let out a low, appreciative hum. "Mmm, I was hoping you'd say that."

JK squeezed Y/N's wrists tighter, bruising the skin. "Go on. Get hungry."

Jimin dropped to his knees between

Y/N's legs, his gaze locked on her  chest. He leaned in, his hot breath ghosting over a nipple before he suddenly clamped his mouth down.

"*Slurp!*"

Y/N let out a sharp, piercing scream. "No! Stop it! Let me go!" Pleaded him

"Hahaha!" JK laughed, the sound guttural and cruel. He watched with sadistic pleasure as Y/N thrashed beneath him. "Look at you. You look so beautiful when you're breaking."

Jimin didn't stop. He sucked greedily, the sound of his wet mouth echoing in the room. "*Schlick, slurp, gulp.*" He shifted his focus to the other breast, swirling his tongue around the peak before biting down hard.

"*Chomp!*"

"Aaaah! Stop! It hurts!" Y/N wailed, tears streaming down her face.

"Does it?" JK whispered, leaning down to lick a tear off Y/N's cheek. "I love it when it hurts. Keep going, Jimin. I want to see those marks."

Jimin groaned against the skin, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. "They taste so sweet when she’s crying," he murmured between wet, hungry sucks. "*Slurp... mmm...*"

"Please... please stop..." Y/N whimpered, her voice fading into a broken sob.

"Not a chance," JK replied, his grip tightening until Y/N's knuckles turned white. "We're just getting started.