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“Please make the pain go away.”

He whispers, moving one of Jimin’s hands up to his dick.

He deserves this. He deserves it after putting up with Jimin, feeling uncomfortable around him, always having the feeling Jimin never really respected him, after seeing him make out with that guy and touch him so casually.

“This is- this is sexual harassment-“

“No, making out in front of my eyes is sexual harassment. This is you making up for it.”

“I’m not touching you.”

“Want me to tell the coach?”

He asks again, because no matter how aloof Jimin reacted last time, he knows he doesn’t want to give up on his job. There is a reason Jimin works here. He hates football, yet he has been doing this for over a year, so Jeongguk’s best guess is that Jimin can’t get a job anywhere else so easily.

Jimin’s eyes darken, and he glares at him in a way that makes him feel alive.

“You can threaten me as many times as you want, it still won’t make me suck your dick.”

Jeongguk’s eyes dart down to Jimin’s lips, and he feels his cock twitch before he looks back up.

“I don’t know hyung, you’re all red, don’t think you need much threatening to do it.”

Jimin’s confidence wavers, just for a second, but it’s enough for Jeongguk to pick apart.

“You want it too, hm? How long has it been?”

“It’s none of your fucking business-“

“Ruined your little escapade last time, wonder how long you can function without a cock in your mouth.”

“I’m not that desperate-“

“No? Your hand is wrapped around my dick, and I’m not keeping it there.”

Jeongguk looks down at where Jimin’s hand is wrapped around his cock through the fabric of his shorts, and Jimin follows his line of direction with wide eyes, cheeks turning an even darker shade of red.

He’s waiting for Jimin to take his hand away, to tell him to get the fuck out, but he just sits there, panting, doesn’t take his hand away.

Fuck, it’s hot.

He sits up, fists a hand in Jimin’s pretty hair.

“I can pretend I’m still gonna tell the coach so you feel less ashamed when you suck me off.”

He says, looking at Jimin’s lips when he talks.

Jimin looks up at him, pupils dilating, breathing shallowly.

“I fucking hate you.”

A thrill of satisfaction runs down Jeongguk’s spine, and he just spreads his legs a little wider on Jimin’s operation table, pulls him down by his hair.

“Got 10 minutes left of my visit, better make it count.”

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