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Jimin and Jungkook met in their first year of university. For Jimin, it was love at first sight. For Jungkook? Not so much. You see, even though he was a video game nerd, Jungkook was one of the more popular students and for a while still had that highschool mindset. Jimin would always try to say hi to him or gather up the courage to hang out, but the taller would always turn him down. It wasn't that Jimin was ugly or anything, in fact, he was one of the most beautiful people that Jungkook had ever seen.
But, because Jimin wasn't one of the more popular people, he wanted nothing to do with him. That was until he saw the small, pink haired man buying one of his favorite video games. Jungkook couldn't hold his excitement in then, as it was a niche genre and he hadn't met anyone else who liked it. Talking about the game led to hanging out and playing it. That led to studying together, sleepovers and eventually Jungkook had fallen for the cute, quiet kid.
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10 years later and the two were living together. Out of simple boyfriends became a tighter bond. They were planning to marry at some point and Jungkook had already gifted Jimin a ring. A lot stayed the same, they were still often gaming together and enjoyed junk food and all kinds of different snack and sweets boxes from all around the world.
But some changes did happen over the time as well. Jungkook was a streamer. A highly looked at prestige league of legends player. He made his money from gaming and due to having the hobby of eating a lot, gaming with Jimin and never really leaving the house, the man had literally ballooned over the 10 years. We aren’t talking about a few 200 pounds. Jungkook was a very massive and large man. Extremely obese with a weight in of 790 pounds, the 26 year old might even be in a completely different type of chart. Some even called him the ‘fattest man in Korea’ and ‘the swallowing whale’ in-game. Funnily enough his nickname for any games was ‘Seagull790’. The irony of having a name of a bird that was able to fly while Jungkook even just struggled to walk a few feet was truly astonishing.
But Jungkook didn’t care what people said. Was even proud of his big, hanging double belly that was easily hanging lower than his knees by now. Even while he was sitting, his large gut hung down over his knees. He got a wide bubble butt covered in cellulite that wobbled with every move. Not a single pair of pants were able to cover it or not roll down whenever he did move. Smaller pants weren’t an option either simply because his gut wouldn’t fit inside. And if there was something Jungkook hated it was being completely naked and sweating between his rolls. It hurt and got itchy a lot. And he couldn’t just lift his belly up with one hand and scratch his large, udder-like, fupa on stream either. Not that he would even be able to lift his gut with one hand. His muscles were considerably strong because the man did waddle everyday if he needed to use the toilet, but then again, he was pretty fucking fat and didn’t want to move if he didn’t have to.
And over the years one side of Jungkook had really gotten out of hand. Due to Jimin always giving him what he wanted, the younger got really demanding, almost commanding towards his fiance. If he wanted something, he wanted it right away, now. And god dare Jimin if he wasn’t bringing him what he wanted.
Jimin had become more of a slave to Jungkook than an equal partner in their relationship a long time ago. It did seem like the older was totally into it though. So Jungkook kept growing fatter and fatter.
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Jimin was rushing through the house with a few bags full of snacks and two litres of soda under his arms. He had already been out of their bedroom for five minutes now, but he had to make sure he got everything Jungkook wanted. He panted as he re-entered the room, setting the snacks in the designated area they had. "Sorry, love. I had a little trouble finding the chocolate chip cookies."
“Took you long enough. I was starving over here.” Jungkook held his hand out for Jimin to open the bag for him and give it to him. Even though he could easily just grab it himself and do that. But why should he, if he had Jimin for that?
"Sorry. I know how hungry you are. I'm gonna have to start organizing things better." He mumbled, reaching to open the bag up before handing it over to Jungkook. "Here, baby. Anything else you want? Or need?"
Jungkook yanked the bag out of Jimins hands and grabbed a big handful of chocolate chip cookies to stuff into his mouth. Chewing loudly he snipped his finger and pointed at one of the big two liter sodas. “Bring me that.”
Jimin nodded, moving to grab one of the sodas. He opened it up and handed it to the bigger man. He wasn't always this rude or demanding. It just happened whenever he was stressed, had a bad day or was just craving something and today he must have been stressed.
Jungkook put the bag down and grabbed the huge soda bottle, chugging quite a lot down all at once before removing his, in grease covered, lips letting out a loud belch. “What took you so long huh? I sent you off half an hour ago?” The shop was basically right next to them. Their house, yes these two already owned an entire house, was right next to a street of tons of grocery shops and other stuff.
"I uh...got a little carried away with getting things and because we got so much..it took the cashier a while to scan and bag everything up. I promise I ran home after I was able to leave." Jimin mumbled, pulling up a chair to sit next to Jungkook. He'd have squeezed next to him on the bed, but there really wasn't much room. "I know you get competitive with this game so I really tried to hurry."
There really wasn’t any room left for Jimin. He’d need to sit on his fiance to be on the bed at this point and Jimin knew the last place you wanted to be was between Jungkook and his food or between him and his screen when he was training his skills for the next world cup.
-Buuuuurp-
“You were fucking late and now I can’t finish the bag before the next round. Feed me. That’s the least thing you can do and while after you fed me those bags over there you will get on your damn knees and let my belly rest on your back as punishment for being late, you hear me??” Yep. Jungkook was hangry now from having to wait so long… and because he had lost the last game due to their jungler being an absolute idiot basically feeding his lane early. Literally almost unwinnable if your enemy adc is fed.
The smaller man whined softly, grabbing the cookies from Jungkook. He scooted closer, grabbing one of the sweets from the pack and held it up to his fiance’s mouth. “I got it. I’m sorry, I’ll try not to be late next time. I know it fucks everything up. Here. Just focus on the game and open your mouth. I’ll make sure I feed you everything I brought for you, okay? I’ll get on the floor after. Are you sure your belly won’t crush me? It’s gotten really heavy.”
“Wouldn’t be my problem. Just means you gotta work out harder and build some muscles.” Jungkook muffled through a mouth full of food. Greasy hands tapping away on the keyboard. He was playing so much and often that his ‘W A S D, Q R, Shift and Alt’ keys paint had gone off. You could only see the lights shining from beneath, not the actual letter on the key anymore. But the veteran gamer didn’t need to see which key was what. It was all muscle memory. He could play blind and still hit the right keys.
“Mm, anything for you, Kookie.” Jimin puffed his cheeks, peeking over at the computer screen as he readied more of the cookies. Jungkook really was one of the best players he had ever seen and most of their money came from him, so Jimin didn’t mind doing things for him. If he had to squeeze working out a few times a week into his schedule then so be it. Plus, it would help him a lot more. He didn’t see Jungkook losing weight any time soon which meant he would have to help his fiance around and he’d have to have the strength to lift his belly up.
As Jimin was lost in thoughts, Jungkook cleared his throat impatiently for a new load of snacks. “More food.”
As the game continued more and more of the bags clattered on the ground around the bed but Jungkook didn’t seem to be anywhere near done as he opened his mouth for more. “Mini you are slow today. Even one of the minions would reach my mouth faster than you are.” He mocked.
“Shit, sorry!” Jimin scooted as close as he could without getting in the way, feeding Jungkook more of the snacks. “I’m lost in thoughts so I was a little distracted. At least my arms are longer than a minion’s!”
“You sure about that? Your hands are just as small as theirs though.” Jungkook cackled a little and his face looked not as stressed or annoyed anymore. It seemed like now that his belly was filling up a little, he could concentrate better and played better.
Jungkook wasn’t a bad person, in fact, one of the reasons Jimin and him got together was because of his caring self and being one of the sweetest people Jimin had ever met, but what person is perfect? Jungkook just got stressed easily and had a bit of a tone if it happened. Now that he seemed to relax, the soft nice guy came back out again as it seemed.
Jungkooks frown had disappeared.
“You are so lucky you’re playing a game right now, otherwise I’d move the rest of your snacks away from you and I’d make you try to reach them yourself.” The smaller man huffed playfully, shoving a snack cake into Jungkook’s open mouth. “You know, all of me is small compared to you~” Jimin was happy that his fiance had started to feel better. He didn’t mind it when the other was demanding and had an attitude. It turned him on. But he loved it even more when the love of his life was laughing and smiling like he was now.
“It’s because I drank my milk as a child. You probably skipped them all, you are tiny mini. A mini-mini.” The younger glanced at Jimin and winked as his character was walking down to bot lane again.
“I drink milk all the time! My bones just hate me.” He pouted a bit, grabbing the last bag of snacks. “Don’t you wink at me. I’ll eat the rest of these snacks and you won’t get any more of them!” Jimin chuckled, sticking his tongue out for a second. Both he and Jungkook knew that the smaller would never be able to eat that many sweets in one sitting. It’d probably end up with him running to the bathroom to throw up. “You’re doing really well though, Kookie. Then again, you always do well on this game.”
“I’m the top player in Korea on the same level as Faker. Of course I always do well. Most of the time my lane gets ganked is because I stream and those poor, little, kids can’t deal with it so they stream snipe me. Maybe I should cover my map but it’s way too fun to still annihilate them even if they got favours from cheating. Riot doesn’t seem to care either. Would just ban stream snipers but I even get money from some haters that want me to read their insults on stream. Haha, they pay me for sending those… It’s hilarious.” Jungkook opened his mouth for another load of snacks before he wanted to continue talking.
“It’s always hilarious whenever you get paid to read hate comments. I have no idea why anyone would think that would get to you. Like.. you just gave my fiance your money cause you hate him. Good job, idiot.” Jimin snorted, shoving a few more snack cakes into Jungkook’s waiting mouth before he reached down to gently pat the crest of his belly. “Kids are stupid nowadays. Especially on these kinds of games.”
“Yeah, League is toxic the lower you go down in elo and especially in pre season it’s pretty annoying, but I can’t complain. It’s rather entertaining to me than annoying.” Which was true, Jungkook mostly got stressed or annoyed if they lost because he wasn’t able to fix an issue and carry rather than instantly blaming someone else. Okay, maybe not all the time, everyone had a bad day.
“-Buuuuuurp- Ah Mini, rubbing my gut feels good. I swear you got magic hands or something. Oh can you make me a glass of soda with a straw? I can’t drink right now, please?”
“Mm, as long as you’re enjoying yourself, right?” The smaller man nodded, pressing a quick kiss to Jungkook’s chubby cheek. “I’ll be back as fast as I can alright?” And with that, Jimin got up and swiftly walked to the kitchen to grab a glass full of ice and a straw before returning. He was only gone for a few seconds thankfully and Jungkook was in a better mood anyway, so he didn’t have to hurry too much. He reached over to pour some soda into the cup and then held it up toward his fiance’s face. “There you go, love. Just lemme know when you want some more snacks, alright?”
“Thanks mini, I really appreciate you for always helping me out.” Jungkook located the straw with his tongue and began to drink gulp after gulp until the glass was empty. Not even half a minute after that he burped again and opened his mouth, indicating he wanted more snacks. But snacks never filled him up. He could probably eat them all day long and feel like starving.
His belly began to rumble just then and the younger raised his eyebrows. “I guess I need a real meal soon.” A real meal. Jungkookd had eaten 25 bags full of snacks alone today and it was around 1 pm. Had a huge breakfast and a brunch as well. His stomach was almost like an endless pit to store more food.
"Of course! I have to take care of my big bun, don't I?" Jimin hummed and set the glass down once Jungkook was done. He tilted his head as he fed the bigger man the rest of his snacks. "Yeah, you definitely need to eat something more...filling? Do you want me to cook or do you want takeout today?"
“I am craving some waffle fries, a big milkshake, and burger king. Onion rings with sour cream, and some chicken wings too. Mhmm… and definitely 10 extra triple cheese burgers and 10 hamburgers to my five big king royal menu sounds good today. Just take my credit card, and buy something for you too.” Jungkook was getting close to destroying the enemy's nexus with his team. “After this game I want some ice cream, so make me some okay? Oh and-” The large obese man smirked at Jimin. “I haven’t forgotten about your punishment mini. You still are getting on your knees today and carry my belly.”
While Jungkook was listing off what he wanted, Jimin got up to grab the credit card out of his fiance's wallet. He was making a mental note of everything but froze when Jungkook spoke up about the punishment. "Shit, after all of this? I really do need to start working out. I'm gonna be crushed." He whined softly. "I...I'll be home soon okay? I'll make you ice cream and then leave to get your food."
"But you like it when I crush you Mini. You are a sucker for that." Could Jungkook be more blunt than that!? Yeah he could. "The sooner you get back home the faster you can have all of this on top of you." The younger grabbed part of his humongous upper belly and jiggled it as the 'Victory' Screen showed up, sloshing his gut violently until to about half of it. Jungkooks belly was too massive for the ripples to carry through with a lot of motion, but since he was sitting with his large butt on the double bed, his belly was still hanging over the bed frame. A few more months of constantly eating like a pig and his belly would probably touch the ground.
Jimin exhaled slowly, turning to quickly get Jungkook's ice cream made. "Don't get me going just yet. There's no way I'll be able to get your food then." He mumbled, bringing the overflowing bowl over to the bigger man. "Hopefully this holds you over until I get back. I'll be as quick as I can, okay?" He gave Jungkook a kiss before grabbing the car keys off of the bedside table and headed for the door.
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It took the pink haired man about half an hour to get everything Jungkook had asked for. It wasn't too bad of a wait at each place, but he did get stares with how much he ordered. Everyone kept asking if he was having a party and each time he told them no. Only one meal was for him, everything else was for his fiance. The looks on their faces was priceless then. Jimin just smiled, paid and went on to the next place. When he got home, he called out for the younger, carrying more bags than he could handle in each arm. "I'm home, Kookie!"
"Fucking finally! Gimmi!" Jungkook looked like a starved hog with his fat engulfed heavy arms that made grabby hands for some bags. "Hurryyyy….." Needy again. Very needy. The younger's mouth was already salivating and a bit of spit drooled down his chin. "Miniii…."
"Hold on, hold on! I don't wanna drop anything!" Jimin maneuvered back into their room and carefully set the bags down. "Are you okay to feed yourself for now? I can feed you after I eat if you want."
No response. Jungkook's eyes were focused on the bags in front of him and began to stuff 6 onion rings at once into his mouth. "Mhmmmm" He fucking moaned from the taste.
"Well, there's my answer." Jimin snorted, reaching to pat Jungkook's belly once more before he opened his own bag to eat. He admitted it was hot to watch his fiance eat like this and the fact that he moaned? It was even hotter. "You poor thing, you must have been starving." He mumbled through a mouthful of fries.
"Nghhh-...Mhmmm…" More moaning as Jungkook bit into the first burger. He was so hungry and the food made him ravenous. "God -mhm- sho gud...Mhmmm…" Jungkook was in heaven right now as he kept taking large bites and making a mess of himself.
Jimin hummed happily as he ate, keeping one hand on Jungkook's belly, rubbing little circles from time to time. "I'm glad it's good Koo. I'm happy you're enjoying yourself. You let me know if I need to get some more soda from the kitchen, alright?" He was doing his best to focus on finishing his small meal but he ended up setting what he had left to the side to give his fiance his full attention. Jimin never ate much anyway and he got full pretty quickly. If he forced himself to finish the rest of his meal he'd get sick.
"Bring me my -munch- milkshake please." The younger muffled through his food filled cheeks. Jungkook loved the attention, the belly rubs and everything around it. Probably why he had turned out to be as heavy as he was now.
As the first large burger and two smaller ones were eaten within five minutes, the younger groaned and shifted his sitting position to let out a loud, rippling fart.
“Damn babe. I’m pretty sure I felt that from here.” Jimin snorted as he got up to get his fiance’s milkshake, handing it to him. “I should probably get a washcloth and stuff ready too for when you’re finished eating.”
Jungkook simply farted once more and shoved more food into his mouth. He was beginning to sweat from all the shit he was eating."First you do you -munch- punishment…"
“Do you want me to… to get down there right now? You’re good to eat and everything on your own?” Jimin peeked up at him, rubbing at his arm.
“Yeah. You can feed me after your -munch- punishment.” Jungkook sat further back in a lazy attempt to make more room down there but wasn’t much though. There was just too much of his gut taking all the space. “If you can’t hold it long enough it only proves my point that you are too weak.” He mocked in addition.
"I'm not weak!" Jimin whined and crawled onto the floor. He squeezed into the tight space between Jungkook's gut and the computer desk before attempting to lift the bigger man's gut. He struggled for only a second as his hands sunk into the soft fat of his fiance's lower belly roll. He got himself into position on his hands and knees, letting Jungkook's stomach drop onto his back. He exhaled slowly through his nose and closed his eyes. He had done this many times before, but the heavier Jungkook got, the harder it was for Jimin to hold his stomach up.
"Now we're talkin' " Jungkooks bent forward a little to put more weight on the poor man beneath him and shook his gut a little. "How's it down there?" Probably sweaty.
Jimin groaned as more weight was put onto his back, causing his arms to shake a little. "Nngh..sweaty and heavy as fuck. It wasn't this heavy last time!"
"It's heavier?" It hasn't been that long since Jimin was used as the younger's personal table. maybe one or two weeks? "How much heavier?" They was in which Jungkook spoke definitely indicated that he was trying to play dumb and get Jimin going. He loved to 'enslave' him with tasks like these, they had kind of become their secret guilty pleasure.
The smaller whined, squirming under the weight of Jungkook's belly. "It..hh.. It's been about two weeks, yeah. It's heavy enough to..to have my arms trembling. I..I can feel it weighing me down more." Jimin swallowed, closing his eyes. It had only been two fucking weeks since he had been used like this and Jungkook was already feeling twice as heavy as last time. Fuck.
"Mhmm, weird." He grabbed another burger and began to take a huge bite out of it. "I wonder why...?" Yeah sure, what could that have caused?
"Oh, I dunno. Maybe it's because you eat as much as three small families every day?" Jimin had begun to sweat now. Most of his focus was going toward keeping himself up. "You h..hog."
"Hog?" Jungkook began to jiggle his ass which would end up also jiggling his gut a little. "Should I grunt and squeal from now on? Would you like that?" It was starting to get a little heated and both of them had started to do a little more dirty talk. It was unavoidable when they did these kind of things. Then again, both of them got off on it, so it was completely fine.
"Mm.." Jimin groaned, losing his balance just a bit before composing himself again. "You? Grunting? I don't think I'd be able to control myself. You know very well how hard I'd constantly be and besides. Hogs don't speak, do they?"
Just to tease his fiance a little bit more, Jungkook replied with nothing but a grunt, followed by a violent shake of his enormous gut. "Mhmm, so you don't want me to talk huh? But how am I supposed to tell you I need more food like the hog I am?" Jungkook grabbed some more onion rings and shoved a handful into his mouth. Wiping his greasy fingers on his way too tight shirt. It had turned into more of a tank top.
This time, Jimin whined. Loudly. Followed by his arms shaking violently. "Squeal like the hog you are. I...I'd be able to tell when you need more food. You know, you're constantly stuffing your face. There's not a moment you don't have some sort of food. U..unless you're sleeping. It's no wonder you got some damn big."
"Am I now? Excuse me but who is currently on his knees and who isn't? Maybe you should bark for me like a dog then? Mhm actually, you sound more like a bitch in heat by the breathing. Come on I'm not that heavy, you are just weak. It's not even been a minute."
"You want me to bark for you? Am I your dog, huh? Listen, you are heavy as f..fuck and you keep..nn..jiggling yourself. You'd be shaking and panting too if..if you were me."
"But I'm not because you are my little slave dog. I bet you are already hard just from me allowing you to serve me you little masochist." Jungkook shifted his weight to one of his globes of ass to let a wet fart ripple out with a satisfying , long sigh.
He was hard. Painfully hard and he hasn't even been touched yet. It was kind of pathetic, really. But Jimin fucking loved it. "I..nn..I am. I..I can't help it. Y..you know I love being your little slave.."
"Well for a slave you are doing a terrible job. I can feel your arms shaking from up here, you weakling. Is this how you should serve me?" With a groan and a lot of moving, Jungkook managed to put even more of his body weight on Jimin. "I might crush you at this point. You want that?"
"Shit. I..I can't help it. I work out as m..much as I can but I can't keep up with you." The weight actually had Jimin's arms giving out and for a second he fell onto the floor before he quickly got back up, panting heavily. "Ng..Koo..you know I love being c..crushed.."
"What a pathetic slave I have. You are as useless as my fat arms." Jungkook couldn't see Jimin due to his fat gut but he definitely felt him.
"I..I'll work harder I promise!" The smaller man grunted and pushed himself up as much as he could. He managed to lift Jungkook's gut quite a bit but he was struggling to keep himself up. "Fuuuuck.."
“Yeah, you are going to keep being down there for an entire league match I think.” Jungkook shoved another burger into his mouth and whipped his shirt with grease to grab his mouse and search for a match. “If you can’t hold my belly up for 35 minutes you are going to suck me off, got it?”
"A...a whole match?!" Jimin was strong but not that strong. He was really going to have to try his best to keep Jungkook's stomach held up. "G..got it. I'll hh..I'll try my best, Kookie."
“Trying? Mini what are you a loser? I don’t want you to try, I want to hear from you that you will do exactly what I am telling you and work hard to perform your best. Isn’t that what slaves do? Making their owner happy? ‘Trying to’ is not good enough for your owner, Mini.” Jungkook was really getting into it today. He had grabbed another bag of burgers and began to eat away on his large meal.
"Nn..sorry I..I'll keep you held up through the whole match! This is nothing for me! It's so easy!" He exhaled, closing his eyes once more to focus on keeping his stance. He was doing amazing at the moment. His arms were shaking just a bit but Jungkook's stomach was lifted up really high thanks to Jimin's back.
“That’s what I want to hear.”
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As Jungkook went more quiet to focus on the game and carrying it like he always did, shoving burger after burger into his mouth while buying new items, his stomach would fill up with more and more food making it even heavier.
Not even ten minutes after, the younger could hear quiet moans of exhaustion and his belly was slightly rippling. “Yah. Stay still, you are shaking my mouse.”
"S...sorry my arms are just..getting really tired." Jimin was panting quietly, trying his best to prop himself up a little more so he wouldn't end up falling to the ground. It wasn't helping that his fiance's stomach was getting heavier, practically forcing him lower with each piece of food he shoved into his mouth.
As part of teasing, Jungkook grabbed his belly to ease the weight on Jimin for a split second just to let go and literally smack the back of his fiance hard. “Wops, sorry.” He wasn’t.
The small second of relief felt amazing but the force of Jungkook's belly dropping back onto him had Jimin's arms giving out for a split second. When he propped himself back up, he was lower than he was before. "Gah! Fuck!"
“Naw, but isn’t that what you wanted? Feed me fatter until I can crush you like this? Now you can’t even hold my gut for ten minutes.” Jungkook teased back. “All I hear is whining now. This shit isn’t going to get any lighter you know?” In fact, the younger had been gaining quite a lot over the years. Eating what he ate, with the amounts just did the trick. Combine that with never moving around and you get a fat blob on a bed.
"I..I did yeah. I..I can't help that I can barely hold it. You're so fucking heavy, no matter how much I work out there's no way I'm going to be able to hold it up. I..I know it's going to get heavier and that's hot as fuck. Pretty soon I don't know if I'll be able to hold it up at all-"
Jungkook just cackled and let another fart ripple that really needed to get out before he grabbed more burgers.
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The match continued and about 20 minutes into the game Jungkook could feel that Jimin was at his end. “Looks like you really want to play hide and seek with my dick huh?” It wasn’t really hidden. Jungkooks cock and balls had grown with his enormous body weight, which means, his fupa probably covered around half of it, but the rest was still very visible if he sat with his legs spread and his belly was held up.
"I just.. I can't hold it any longer. I..I need a break." Jimin's arms were shaking badly. Honestly, he'd rather suck Jungkook off than try to keep himself propped up any longer. After another minute or so, he let himself fall to the ground, panting heavily as he finally rested. "My arms feel like...like jelly.."
“Weakling.” Jungkook casually made a penta kill as he looked into his last bag to realize only one burger was left. “My food is already gone again…” He sounded a little sad about it and as if he had expected for there to be a lot more food left. He was definitely still hungry and ate like a pig.
"I did my best." He whined quietly. "I...I can order you more food if you want before I suck you off. I know you're still hungry." Jimin mumbled, carefully turning over onto his back.
“I want more... “ It was not really fitting the steamy air right now with how cutely Jungkook said that but he was basically living to eat at this point. Wanting more food was just a basic need to him and he couldn’t even get the phone by himself, so Jimin was a very important caretaker already… and kind of the reason Jungkook was getting even bigger these past years with all his cooking, stuffing sessions and getting the younger everything he wanted in large quantities.
"Let me get my phone and once I have everything ordered..I'll crawl back down here to get you off." Jimin wanted to coo at his fiance, but now really wasn't the time. He wiggled out of the tight space he was in, got up to grab his phone and started to order more food for Jungkook. It took a while with how much he had to get but once he was done, he set his phone back down and got back onto the floor. "It should be here soon, hm? Now.. Let me suck you off. I'll make you forget all about eating for a while."
Jungkook just spread his legs wider, eager to get sucked off while he worked on finishing the game.
Jimin wiggled himself back into the tight space between Jungkook's belly and the computer desk, shifting closer to lift the bigger man's belly. His arms still felt like jelly, but this was much easier to do. Once he had located Jungkook's cock, he used one hand to push into his fat pad to wrap his fingers around what had been swallowed up. He leaned down to take the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he moved his other hand to let Jungkook's belly fall back down onto him.
Almost immediately Jungkook was breathing lower and somewhat relieved. “That’s it, Fuck-” He involutarily tried to push his dick further towards Jimin as he enjoyed the sensation. It didn’t really help with staying focused at all, but who’d prioritize a game over getting sucked?
A muffled moan came out of Jimin as he slowly took more of Jungkook into his mouth, bobbing his head slightly as he used his hand to stroke what wasn't in his mouth. There was going to be a point where he'd have to come up for air, but he was determined to stay under Jungkook's belly as long as he could.
The irony of this play was definitely the grunts Jimin was able to get out of Jungkook, making him more or less sound like an actual hog than a human. When he had started to do those sounds without noticing, none of the two knew but it had become a noise that meant ‘fuck, this feels good.’
The noises were like praise to Jimin. Each grunt had him bobbing his head faster, curling his tongue around Jungkook's shaft and moving his hand faster. His own cock was twitching in his pants, but he ignored it for now. All of his attention was on Jungkook and Jungkook only for the time being.
"Hah- fuck!" The younger was completely sucked into lust. The feeling of Jimins lips around his fat cock just felt too good and he began to slowly move his hips in rhythm. The game was going into the end phase. The enemy team's inhibitors have been destroyed. Nothing stood between Jungkooks team and their Nexus. And with the help of their super minions they wouldn't even need to group up.
"Ah fuck!" The hog was grunting more. Feeling like he was in heaven, he couldnt stop but put his hands on his large gut, letting Neeko autowalk.
"Fuck I'm so fat Hyung- Ngh-..." He couldnt stop groping his own fat rolls and feeling how massive he had gotten. Realizing the fate that was awaiting him. To be bed bound. Turned into an immobile blob.
Jimin moaned loudly around Jungkook's cock, though, it sounded muffled to the bigger man. God, he wished he could see the look on his fiance's face right now. Just imagining it had him growling and squirming under his, making his belly ripple more.
With each new head bop Jungkook was closer and closer to shooting his load. Their team had aced and began to hit the Nexus. This would be the perfect finish as Jungkook felt like he was about to cum. "Ngh I'm I-..."
...
What happened? The younger hadn't come and those lips were not around his fat cock anynore. "Ngh-... Hyung?"
"Why did you stop?"
The smaller man had popped up next to Jungkook, taking in a few deep breaths. "You're not allowed to cum yet, baby. I heard the doorbell. Your food is here and I have a proposition for you, hm?" Jimin purred, leaning over to press a few kisses to Jungkook's cheeks.
The large man was still completely sweaty and a little out of breath. He wasnt allowed to cum? Why? "But-"
"Ah, no buts. You heard me. Now, hush. Relax while I go bring everything in, okay? I'm going to be feeding you." He hummed, ruffling Jungkook's hair before leaving to go to the door. He had already paid for everything through the apps so all he had to do was bring everything in...which took four trips.
Once he had gotten everything into their room, he squeezed into the spot next to his fiance. "Ready, piggy?"
Jungkook felt so small all of a sudden. Personality wise. Jimin could be pretty dominant too. "Y-Yeah..." Jungkook opened his mouth to get fed.
"Good boy." This didn't always happen. Jimin was usually pretty submissive but when he got into the mood? It made Jungkook seem like the smallest person on the planet. He unwrapped a few burgers, leaning up to shove one into his fiance's open mouth. "Now, do you want to hear my proposition for you?"
Jungkook began to eagerly chew on the burger and nodded. There wasn't much he could do besides that anyway.
"If you can finish everything I bought for you, I'll let you cum but if you can't? You have to get on top of me hm? No matter how full you are." Jimin hummed as he pushed another burger into Jungkook's mouth, not even waiting until he was finished with the first.
With big eyes, Jungkook followed the burger with his face and swallowed his previous burger down. He tried to reach for it but couldn't grab it. It was too far away. "Ngh-" He bent forward and tried to get it once more before looking at Jimin. "I- I can't…"
"You can't?" The pink haired man tsked, shaking his head. "Come on, piggy. You're not trying hard enough. If you really want this food, you have to work for it. Maybe I should try something else?"
Jungkook huffed and tried to grab for the burger once more but everytime ge did Jimin moved it away further. "You w-wanted to feed me.. Then feed me.." Poor man sounded frustrated but in a cute way.
"I did want to feed you! But I want to have fun with it too. You look so cute trying to grab for it." He hummed, using his free hand to pat Jungkook's belly. "Tell you what? You beg for it and I'll feed you the rest. I have another little idea, but I'll wait until you're a little fuller for that."
"Hyunnng..." Jungkook whined and tried to reach for it again. "I'm hungry... Stohoopp.." The younger tried once more. Unsuccessful.
"I can't believe you're still hungry after everything you've already eaten." Jimin laughed, inching the food closer. "Stop what? You have to have some sort of workout, don't you?"
"Noooo..just..give me the-huff- food!" Jungkook wobbled forward and almost grabbed it.
But Jimin pulled it away just in time. "Oh! You almost got it! Come on piggy, just a little more and I promise you can have the rest of it, hm? I wanna hear you beg a little more. Whine for me."
"-huff- Miniiii..." Jungkook couldn't hold his arm up anymore and it sagged down as he was out of breath from all the exercise. "P-Piggy wants to get fed more…"
The smaller man chuckled, pushing the food into his fiance's mouth. "Good boy. You're so cute..like I promised, you can have everything else now hm? But..you have to eat as fast as you can, got it?"
With a nod the burger was devoured and the hog opened his mouth for more. He was nothing but an eating machine right now.
Jimin continued to praise Jungkook as he stuffed more and more of the food into his mouth. He used his free hand to rub little circles into the top of his fiance's belly, giving him small kisses from time to time. While he was affectionate in that way, it didn't stop him from stuffing burgers into Jungkook's waiting mouth one right after the other. Not even giving the bigger man much time to chew. "You're my good hog, aren't you? I bet you can't wait until you can't get off of this bed hm? I'll have to care for you constantly then."
"Mhmph-..." The younger chewed and chewed, being stuffed full with greasy, unhealthy food as he barely had time to swallow before a new burger touched his fatty lips. Crumbs and sauce, some salad had fallen on his large moobs and wide double chins as he ate.
To answer Jimins question, the hog simply nodded. He was a good hog! He was Minis good hog.
"That's my good boy." Jimin peeked at the bags he had left. Three. That was enough for what he had planned. He stopped feeding Jungkook and got off of the bed, gathering the bags up. He moved near the bedroom door and smiled at his fiance. "If you want the rest, piggy, you have to get up and walk over to me."
The immediate response of a really long and unhappy whine was telling enough. “But-... but I’d have to get up…” Jungkook didn’t want to get up… but he still wanted the food. This was mean.
“Yes, exactly. I want you to walk over to me. It’s been a while since you got up anyway. You get up or you don’t get any more food.” It was a lie. Jimin knew that. He had ordered more food for Jungkook while he was feeding him. It should be delivered soon, but he wanted to see his hog waddle over to him.
Being teased by the magnificent smell of the fried, junk food and a grumbling stomach, Jungkook had no choice. He began to ripple his rolls and moved forward and backwards to use the momentum to scoot his right leg closer and closer towards the end of the mattress. It was so exhausting to just move his body that by the time his leg had barely moved more than a few inches, Jungkook was breathing heavily and needed to catch his breath. “-huff-...-huff-...”
“Out of breath already? You barely moved an inch!” Jimin chuckled as he watched his fiance. “Come on piggy, you’ve got this. Just think, the faster you get over here, the faster you get to continue stuffing your fat face.”
But in order to stuff himself, Jungkook needed to get off the bed first and that was already so exhausting. “-huff- I -huff- I’m working -huff- on it…” He took a deep breath and tried to lift some of his belly up to get a little bit more playroom with his fat incased leg. Inch by inch the poor fat sack began to wriggle his way to the end of the mattress until finally he was able to let his leg just slide down to the ground. The second leg wasn’t as hard because all of his weight was already being pulled towards the ground.
The poor man was gasping for air at this point. He was so not in any condition to do this.
“You can take a small break if you need to. I don’t want you getting overworked hm? I’d say maybe it would be easier for you to crawl to me.. But I wanna watch you waddle first. Then you can get on the ground.” The smaller man smiled, standing still. He wanted to go over to help, but he wouldn’t get to see Jungkook struggle this way. “You’ve got this. I know you can do it~”
“-Huff- yeah -huff- easier said -huff- then done -huff-.” Jungkooks head was as red as a tomato. “Let’s strap you -huff- on some weights -huff- with around -huff- 600 pounds and -huff- we see how far -huff- you get -huff-..”
“All I’d have to do is have you hold onto my legs.” He snorted. “And besides, you’re the one who eats like a pig~ I know my cooking and take out is good, but I only force feed you because you enjoy it so much.” Jimin enjoyed it too, obviously. But it was obvious how much Jungkook loved it. Especially with how whiny he’d get. “You can try to crawl if you want. Pigs don’t eat with their hands anyway.”
“And -huff- give up?” No. Jungkook was too competitive for that. He’d walk over there no matter how hard it would be to do so. With another heave of his body, his belly smacked down with a loud slap of fat against fat, as the younger began to build up momentum once more to eventually stand up.
He managed to stand for a split second before his fat ass pulled him right back down onto the bed that creaked loudly underneath the land whale of a human. “Fucking -huff- hell!” Jungkook needed another break. This was so much more exhausting than he remembered.
“Man, you’re closer to being bed bound than I thought you were. I should start preparing for that, huh?” Jimin mumbled, mostly to himself. “Probably gonna have to order a reinforced bed too. That sounded like it was about to break.” He exhaled, rubbing his thighs together. God, it was so hot, but he couldn’t think about that now. He needed to find a way to get his massive fiance over to him. “Don’t tell me you need my help? I want you to do this on your own.”
“I’m -ugh- I’m working -huff- on it!” Jungkook sat back up to heave himself up once more but almost as if it was in slow motion, he was dragged back down on the bed with a loud crack this time.
Now the man was really sitting on the ground. The bed had broken down. The frame crushed under Jungkooks mass. “Oops..-huff- sorry.. -huff-...” Well now it would be even harder to fucking get up, wouldn’t it?
Jimin couldn’t help but let out a small moan. “Fucking hell, babe. I can’t believe you just.. crushed the bed to pieces with your fucking ass like that.” He set the bags down and walked over, reaching to run his fingers through Jungkook’s hair. “Now you’re really going to have to get up. We’re going to have to move you into the other bedroom until I can get this cleaned up and get another bed ordered for us. Should I help you stand? Or should I make you try to do that yourself?”
“Stupid -huff- weakling bed.” Jungkook was too committed now. He had been challenged to walk and he was going to fucking proof that he could do that. “I don’t -huff- need help.” He lied and gently pushed Jimin aside so he had enough room to try a fourth time. Oh fuck how was he even going to get up like this? The bed was helpful and he just had to stand but now he would need to lift himself up. Could he even lift his own body up without holding onto anything?
Fuck it, he had to now! As the younger prepared himself mentally for a second, the next move was to roll himself over on his belly so that he could get on his knees to try and stand up with his feet first while keeping his hands on the ground. That might work, that had always worked.
A year ago. It had worked a year ago.
“Alright, but I’m here if you need me, okay?” Jimin moved back to his original position, picking the bags of food up once more before watching Jungkook try to get up. It was amazing how much his body wobbled whenever he moved. Just the slightest movement while he was on his belly had his ass rippling like waves. “Come on, hog. You’ve got this. Just a little more, hm? Just gotta push yourself up now~”
“Just pushing up huh? Have you -huff- seen how much that is?” Jungkook had managed to roll on his belly and angled his knees in a way so that he could stand up with his back. But just doing that was so exhausting, he felt like his head was about to explode with pressure. “-huff- okay -huff- okay…” Now he just had to use his arm strength and push himself high enough up to stand. Ignoring a very large, hanging issue between his chest and crotch. Even while standing on all fours, Jungkooks belly was so humongously large that it still touched the floor. It didn’t just touch the floor, it spread out, even while standing on all four limbs.
“I have, and as much as you’re struggling.. It’s hot as fuck to see you this way.” He chuckled softly. “Look at you. So big your belly just spreads out in all directions even while you’re on your hands and feet. You’re lucky you’re not done eating, honestly.” Jimin hummed as he watched Jungkook struggle even more. “I’ve seen you do this before, though. I know you’ve got this.”
“Right.” The younger sounded not so sure anymore about that. He was too heavy, he just felt it. But with the next push up, came another try.
-Smack-
Unsuccessful.
“-huff- god fucking son of -huff- a bitch!” Jungkooks belly wobbled and swayed angrily. His arms were as shaky and about to collapse just as Jimins had earlier. He couldn’t do it anymore. Wasn’t even remotely close to doing it this way anymore. This was simply impossible for the younger to do. When had he gained so much more weight?
“-huff- ‘nother -huff- plan -huff-..” He was so exhausted and hadn’t gotten anywhere!
“Oh, another plan? And what would that be?” Jimin had sat down in the chair he used whenever Jungkook would game. His leg was crossed over the other and he had his chin propped in his hand. He wouldn’t lie, he was enjoying every second of this but they needed to get to the other bedroom so his piggy could finish eating and at some point he was going to have to grab the food that had been left by the door once more.
“You’ll -huff- see.” After another minute of just existing, Jungkook began to go back down on his knees and crawled over to his nightstand. He’d use this to heave himself up. As he prepared himself to work on this new plan, Jimin apparently just had to make the most unnecessary comment ever.
“Really? The nightstand? You’re just gonna end up breaking that too, you know. Let’s face it. That thing could never support over 700 pounds. It’s smaller and less sturdy than the bed and you broke that!” Jimin laughed, sitting back in his chair. “Come on, Koo. You can’t possibly believe that’s going to hold your weight up.”
“Watch-huff- me.” But as Jungkook attempted to use the nightstand it broke down right in the middle together with the fat man.
“FUCK!” Back to zero again.
Jimin couldn’t help but laugh harder when the night stand broke. “See! I told you! There was no way in hell that would have held you up! Baby, you’re going to have to find something way sturdier than that or the bed to help your fat ass up. You know that right? Something made of fucking.. Steel or something.”
Jungkook just groaned in annoyance and rolled over on his back to breathe better. He couldn’t believe he had broken two different pieces of furniture within ten minutes. “We don’t -huff- have any-huff- steel…”
“You’re right. We don’t. So, how do you plan on getting into the other room, hm? You have food here getting cold and food outside the door getting cold. You may have to crawl, piggy. Nothing in this bedroom is going to hold your weight.”
Oh for fucks sake, really? “Fuck.” Jungkook didn’t want to crawl all the way but laying on pieces of broken wood wasn’t too comfortable either. The league game still showed the victory screen, but that wasn’t important right now. “Fine. Fine! I’ll do it!” Jimin was liking this way too much.
Yes Jungkook liked to be this heavy but he didn’t like how exhausting and almost impossible moving had become when it stopped him from getting what he wanted.
“Good!” Jimin hopped up from the chair and walked over to Jungkook, humming softly. “Start crawling then.. But once you’re off the wood? Stop so I can sit on you, hm?”
“As if I’m going to stop for you to sit on! I just broke my bed, don’t you think I’ve got enough weight to carry on my own??” Jungkook sounded completely lost for words for a second as he got on his knees and hands to start crawling forward. Even just crawling was hard because his gut was pushing his legs apart while his knees kept hitting the dough like belly.
“That’s not gonna stop me, you know. You’re not very fast.” Jimin chuckled, waiting for Jungkook to crawl off of the broken bed before he swung a leg over him, sitting down carefully. “I’m not heavy at all so it shouldn’t make that much of a difference.” He purred, reaching down to gently pat the side of his fiance’s belly. “Now, come on. We need to get you onto the other bed.”
“You feel as heavy as a fucking whale right now to me.” Jungkook groaned but began to start crawling. One hand in front of the other. Huffing and sweating.
“But who’s really the whale, huh?” He grinned, getting himself comfortable as he reached to gently pet his fiance. “It’s harder for you, sure. But I’ll make sure I get you a bunch of stuff to drink and let you finish your food once you get to the other room. Okay?”
With a grumbling sound, Jungkook continued to crawl towards the exit of their bedroom when he felt himself becoming wedged in the door frame. "Great -huff-...your piggy is -huff- wedged."
"Ah, here. Let me help. You keep trying to crawl out and I'll push. That should help." Jimin hopped off of Jungkook's back, walking behind him. "On the count of three, okay? One...two..three!" The smaller pushed at his fiancé's ass, grunting softly.
And Jungkook crawled. It took them at least 5 minutes until the fat man's globe of ass was pushed through successfully. "Jesus -huff-"
"I'm going to have to have the doorframes widened." Jimin chuckled softly, sitting back down on Jungkook's back. "Come on, big boy. We're gonna have to push you through the other door, too."
"Can't the -huff- door just -huff- come to me?"
"Mm, unfortunately not, piggy. You have to crawl. Come on. It's just down the hall. You can make it." The smaller man reached back to give Jungkook's ass a smack. "You can rest once we're in there."
And so the endless crawl of agony continued. Half way down the hallway Jungkook sagged down and was breathing heavily. He couldn't anymore. He was so out of breath and fatigue.
"Do you want something to drink? I'll let you take a little break so you can rest. I'll even let you eat a little bit more. I don't wanna push you too hard cause I don't want you passing out."
"I'm not -huff- passing out." The younger nodded and held his hand out for some soda. "I -huff- want a burger..."
Jimin handed Jungkook the bottle of soda he brought with him and hummed. "You can have one, but you can't use your hands. You're lucky I'm letting you use your hands to drink, honestly."
"Mhm..." Another nod. At this point all the man wanted was to taste some grease on his lips no matter how. He'd eat off the floor if he had to.
"Good boy." Jimin got off of Jungkook's back once more, unwrapping a burger in the process. He set the food down on the ground in front of the fatter man and smiled. "There. Eat and drink a little and then we'll start toward the room again."
With moobs as large as a cows udder, Jungkook had to really arche his neck to nipple on the burger on the ground but eventually he managed to grab it with the bub sticking to his lips and pulled it ontop of his chest to eat it.
Looking at Jimin to check on his facial expression, the younger even played arounf a little and made a few grunting and snorting sounds.
Jimin was staring at Jungkook, biting down on his lip. He knelt down a bit, reaching over to ruffle his fiance's hair slightly. "You like that, don't you piggy? I bet you can't wait to stuff your fat face with everything else I got for you, huh?" He mumbled, sliding his hand down to rub at a few of Jungkook's rolls. "You know what?" He hummed softly, leaning a little closer to his pig's ear.
Jungkook took the last piece of the burger into his mouth and listened closely. Knew what?
"I can't wait for you to grow even bigger, you know that?" He purred, reaching to cup one of Jungkook's massive moobs. "I'm going to feed you so much you're going to be constantly stuffed. So fat that you won't be able to get off the bed. You'll have to whine for me and beg me to feed and fuck you." Jimin peeked up to look into his fiance's eyes, smiling at him. "Too bad you didn't lactate huh? I'd be forcing you to guzzle down your own fattening milk, too. I'm sure that would make you grow even faster. You're my good hog, aren't you?"
Hearing all of this got Jungkook hard again and he moaned lowly just thinking about that. "Ngh...I- I am... I'm your good hog. Ngh."
"That's my good boy. You know, if your cock keeps growing with you.. I wonder just how big it'll get. Not that it matters.. with how big I plan on feeding you, it'll be useless anyway." Jimin chuckled, gently nipping at Jungkook's ear. "Now, come on hm? Let's get into the room so I can watch my hog gorge himself on everything else I bought him."
Eagerly wanting to eat more and being somewhat motivated now Jungkook almost sprung back up and began to waddle again.
They had to squeeze him through the door again but as soon as he was in their second bedroom and actually on the creaking bed the younger was relieved as fuck. "Ugh my god...-huff- Never again..."
"No, never again. I'll make sure of that." Jimin pressed a soft kiss to Jungkook's lips before unwrapping the rest of the food, laying it out on the bed for him. "You eat while I bring everything else in, okay? And remember pig. No hands."
How was the younger supposed to eat anything that wasnt literally infront of his double chin wirhout hands? While Jimin was getting the rest of the food, Jungkook sneakily grabbed a burger with his hand and shoved it into his mouth.
It took Jimin a few trips to and from the front door to the bedroom to bring everything inside. When he said he was going to stuff Jungkook, he meant it. He was too busy with all of the food to notice that the bigger man had been using his hands to eat. "So. Here's the deal. If you can eat all of this, I'll finish sucking you off. You won't have to move a muscle. I'll even rub your belly afterward. but! If you can't finish all of it, you have to fuck me, understood?"
Jungkook whined and frowned. "Don't you think I exercised ebough today? You know how hard I struggle to fuck after bloating from stuffing..." Why did Jimin always wanna do it right after??
"Well then, you're going to have to make sure you finish everything, huh?" Jimin started unpacking all of the food he had gotten, setting it on the bed for Jungkook. "You've exercised a lot today. But that's a sort of punishment if you get too full."
"Well then start. I'm hungry." Jungkook was starting to get grumpy from not getting what he wanted.
Jimin moved closer, holding the first burger up to Jungkook's mouth. "Open, pig. You let me know when you need a drink. I've got a bunch of sodas in here too."
Following his fiance's orders, Jungkook opened his mouth eagerly to get stuffed. Once the burger hit his mouth he breathed out relieved and began to chew fast.
"That's my good boy." Jimin cooed as he fed bite after bite to Jungkook, rubbing his belly once in a while with his free hand. He would whisper soft encouragement, praises, and dirty talk to him from time to time to keep Jungkook's enthusiasm up and it seemed to work for a while.
…
But a belly could only hold so much. Even with the capacity of someone like Jungkook, there was a limit. A limit the man was getting close to reach. Gladly enough, he was on his last plate of carbonara which meant that he had succeeded in eating everything Jimin had bought for him. So he could rest today and not fuck. It wasn’t that Jungkook didn’t enjoy to fuck his fiance but with his ever climbing wright on the scale, it just was getting very exhausting and hard to be good enough to also get Jimin off.
Once the last plate was finished, Jimin discarded it into the pile of other things. "Well fuck, Kookie. Color me impressed! I honestly didn't think you'd be able to finish everything." He purred, gently patting the swell of Jungkook's belly. "You've earned that reward,hm? Sit back and rest while I get you off.. I'll rub your belly afterwards, okay?"
“Ngghh--...” Jungkook was so full and bloated with food that just breathing was hard right now. However, he still wanted to get sucked off now and groaningly grabbed his belly on both sides to pull his large gut as far up as he could, spreading his legs further. Not that you saw any changes.
Jimin just chuckled and moved to the edge of the bed, pushing Jungkook's belly up even further. Once he had located his fiance's cock, he leaned in, taking it into his mouth. He let his belly go, letting it cover him and began to suckle gently, pushing his hand into Jungkook's fat pad to stroke the rest of his length.
“Haahh-Ngh-... so good...Mhmm.. Mini…” Jungkook felt like he was in heaven. The warmth of Jimins mouth around his fat cock was just the right temperature to fuck into. Without really noticing, the youngers hips automatically tried to push forward to get down deeper into the wet paradise.
A small groan came out of Jimin's mouth as he sank lower, taking more of Jungkook into his mouth. He suckled harder, curling his tongue around the thick length in his mouth. He took a few deep breaths through his nose before beginning to bob his head once more, moving his hand in rhythm with his head.
“Ah- Ngh- Mi-Ngh-..” Jungkooks low voice sounded more and more like he was upset or aggravated by something. Gladly enough, Jimin knew exactly that this meant the exact opposite and that his fiance was enjoying himself so fucking much that he couldn’t control the noise leaving his chubby lips. Could lips even get chubby? Well, Jungkook would be the testing bunny for this.
The noises just made Jimin move faster, sinking down far enough for his face to be pressed up against Jungkook's fat pad. He moaned and though it sounded loud to him, it was muffled to his fiance. Jimin really knew how to work his tongue. Curling and sliding it along the shaft in his mouth. If Jungkook were thinner, he'd have swallowed a few times as his cock would have been down Jimin's throat. But thanks to the man's udder-like fat pad, that wasn't really possible anymore.
“Mini-Ngh, Mini! I’m- Hah I’m coming!” Jungkook grunted out through gritted teeth as he fisted the bedsheets.
Jimin readied himself, continuing to move himself until Jungkook came into his mouth. He swallowed everything he could and then pulled away, moving out from under his fiance's belly. Wiping at his mouth, he grinned. "You're feeling better now hm?"
The large man was out of breath and looked very sleepy. “More than -huff- than better.” As he followed his breathing and calmed down, Jungkook glanced over to Jimin. “Wanna cuddle now?”
Jimin smiled, crawling onto the bed with Jungkook. It was a tight squeeze as always, but it was the smaller man's favorite. Jungkook could keep him warm and he could snuggle into his soft rolls happily. He hummed, snuggling close to his fiance, giving him a happy kiss on the lips. "I always wanna cuddle you, baby. I love you."
“I love you too.”