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unlimited gifs of min yoongi ➔ 49/?

[dasisugarun]

100 days before yoongi is back and set of yoongi never shutting up about jungkook on suchwita

[raplinenthusiasts]

youth is never coming back 花様年華 ~ forever

[borathae]

Breakfast Served | MYG x f.Reader x JJK

“You and Yoongi like to start your morning early, while Jungkook loves to sleep in. Which is perfect because it means that you can wake him up with breakfast in bed. With Jungkook being the breakfast, of course.”

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader x Jungkook

Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Domestic Fluff, Smut

Warnings: the coziest morning ever, they are the cutest and hottest throuple ever, soft Dom but very hungry!Yoongi, switch!Reader, subbiest!Kook, cuddly & horny!Yoongi, neck licking & biting, he eats her out on the couch for breakfast, then they decide to wake koo, blowjob (koo receiving), ball sucking & fondling, at one point he hisses at her hahaha, but then they share his dick & balls, deep throating, nipple play & sucking, anal fingering, koo has sensitive nipples, and a sensitive dick, and a sensitive hole, and a sensitive body, koo = sensitive babyboy, lots of drool, subby boy tears, praise, loving dirty talk, begging, multiple intense orgasms, prostate & nipple orgasms too ofc, cum & squirt swallowing, the softest aftercare, koo is deep in subspace, whenever i think of this throuple i vibrate

Wordcount: 6.1k

a/n: yet again, this is an idea by one of you for kinktober24. the person wanted them to wake koo with oral <3 you besties really came through with your ideas :') i fucking love this throuple so much you have no idea. also this header is my baby fr ps: i listened to sex music and had gael audios in another tap and let me tell you, this beamed me into another dimension of delulu craze fadsfj i need to bone yoonkoo fr

Yoongi took you and Jungkook on a trip again. Of course he did because spoiling his two loves rotten is his biggest joy in life.

This time around, he didn’t pick such a hot place for Jungkook’s sake. The poor man had a hard time on the last throuple trip, spending most of his vacation next to a fan or in the water. Yoongi didn’t want this life again and so he chose Busan for this trip's destination. The outskirts of Busan to be more exact where the city blends into the seaside and life is just a little calmer. Jungkook really loves it because he can take you around the town he grew up in. You and Yoongi love it as well. The Korean countryside is beautiful in the spring.

Yoongi was already out of bed when you woke up and Jungkook slumbered deeply enough that not even an explosion could have woken him, so you decided to get up and seize the day.

Yoongi rented a hanok for your holiday stay. The kitchen was located on the other side of the three square house. You go to the bathroom first then head straight to the kitchen. The scent of coffee and breakfast greets you and as you cross the corner, the view of Yoongi in comfortable clothing meets your eyes. Grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. The sweatpants are just baggy enough to hug the right spots and the t-shirt is just tight enough to really accentuate his figure. His hair is unstyled, but tied into a messy bun. He has his back turned to you. 

Feeling cheeky, you decide that today is finally the day you will get your revenge for all the times he scared you in the past. You tiptoe to him. Any second now. Oh, you can’t wait to scare him. One. Two. 

“You know that I’ve been able to hear you the moment you got out of bed, right?” Yoongi stops you.

“Not cool, you’re a total party pooper”, you whine, sagging your shoulders. 

Yoongi chuckles, turning around. He pulls you in those last few steps and kisses your neck.

“It was a good attempt though. I loved the effort you put into sneaking. It was adorable.”

“Shut up, I’m not talking to you anymore”, you grumble, nudging his chest. 

“A shame, ‘cause I’d have told you how fucking cute you are in the morning”, he rasps and squeezes your butt playfully. 

You huff out air and pout, frowning. 

“Fine okay, okay”, he gives up in a laugh. “Leave again and I’ll pretend that I can’t hear you.”

“Haha funny, you stinker.”

He snickers, leaning in to nibble on your neck, “you’re the stinker. With your morning breath.”

“Wow, shut up. Way to ruin my confidence and totally annihilate any chance of feeling attractive”, you complain in a disbelieved laugh, trying to wrestle him off of you. 

Yoongi however doesn’t accept it, pushing you against the kitchen counter. His right hand is grasping your hip, his left hand is cradling the nape of your neck. 

“You’re attractive. You drive me fucking crazy”, he purrs and deepens the intensity of his neck kisses to the point where you can’t decide whether you want to giggle from giddiness or straight up moan.

“Yoongi, this is…ahm…” You shiver. “Yoongi…”

“Crazy. Hear me? Fucking crazy”, Yoongi says, grazing his fangs over your skin without piercing it. 

His love bites are very effective, soon making you whine and shudder. 

“Stop it, please. It’s a lot”, you plead, lifting your shoulders to your ears shyly. 

“Mhm, sorry. You’re just so cute”, he purrs and pecks your cheek. He steps back, turning to the breakfast.

“You can’t do that. My neck is tingly now”, you whine, tracing the spots he kissed.

“I can do what I want.”

He makes your heart race. He seems to be hungry this morning and that means he is clingy. You fucking love when he’s in such a mood. You slap his butt because it looks really good in the sweats.

“Hey”, he complains, but stays unbothered otherwise.

“I’ll get you one day, rest assured and then you’ll see what being a tease gets you.”

“Good luck trying” he is chuckling, “but if you do, I’ll give you a medal.” 

“Good. Be prepared to give me a big one.”

He chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief. You round him so you can prepare tea. He sneaks love drunk glances at you. It is still such a gloomy morning, but you are glowing regardless. At least in his eyes you are. You light up this foggy, grey day and his world in the process.

“Did you sleep well, princess?”

“I did. I love the bed here, it’s so cozy.”

“It is.”

“And you? I didn’t hear you wake up.”

“I slept well too. I was already at the market. I hope you like mackerel for breakfast. I’m making something traditional.”

“This sounds amazing. Thank you for cooking, my love.”

“It’s nothing. Is Kook still sleeping?”

“Like a dead person, pun intended. A building could collapse next to him and he wouldn’t wake up.” 

“Well, I guess we just have to eat breakfast without him then.” 

“Yes please, because I’m starving and I can’t wait till one for him to wake up.”

“You think he’s gonna sleep in again?”

“I mean, he was the one who stayed up till six again. I noticed when he crawled into bed and then instantly passed out. I wouldn’t be surprised if he sleeps in again.”

“Right. What a rascal. I wonder what he does all night.”

“Probably the same things you do when you get up at, like, five.”

Yoongi laughs, “you’re very wrong for this. I woke up at six thirty today and then stayed in bed till seven.”

“Wow, you really treated yourself today, didn’t you?” 

“Just sit down and let me serve you breakfast, you fucking flirt”, he says and slaps your butt.

“Ah, hey. I wasn’t even flirting.”

“Yeah you were. Don’t tell me that the cute bickering you’re doing isn’t flirting.”

“You were the one who basically munched on my neck.”

“See?” He growls playfully, pulling you close to nibble on your jawline. “Bickering. Drives me crazy.” 

“Yoongi please…I can’t stay normal when you kiss me like this…”

“I don’t see a problem here.”

“Well I do”, you laugh, fleeing him with minimal effort, “I’m hungry and when I’m hungry, I get cranky.”

“Right. Sorry.” He steps back. “Sit down, I’m bringing the food.” 

You sit down with wobbly knees because he really gets you hot today. Yoongi is an affectionate person, even if he always says that he isn’t, but today he is different. He normally never touches your butt as often as he did and he is also not as obviously smitten for you to the point where he seems needy.

It makes you hot to be frank.

To make matters even more obvious, he hugs you from the back after serving your breakfast. Which he literally never does. 

“Enjoy it, my princess”, he whispers, kissing your neck. 

He breaks away and sits down opposite of you, resting his chin on his hands to gaze at you. 

“Are you horny?” you ask him.

“Why would you think that?”

“Because you’re acting really clingy today.”

“Am I not allowed to?”

“Of course you are. It’s just not like you.”

“I’m never horny. You and Kook are always the ones horny and I gotta take care of it.”

You laugh, “you’re such a bullshitter, it’s insane.”

Yoongi grins boyishly, fluttering his lashes.

“You’re definitely horny”, you mumble and begin eating the delicious breakfast. It is very delicious. Yoongi is such a great cook.

“Would it be so bad if I was?” he asks, studying you with a giddy heart. He loves watching you eat the food he meticulously prepared for you. It fills him with so much joy to know that you are eating well. 

“No, I’m just wondering why. You rarely get like this.”

“I’m happy”, he confesses and smiles softly, “I woke up this morning and you were in my arms and Kook was there too. The sun was out when I walked the streets. I greeted people, it was nice. And it just hit me. I’m happy.”

“You liked the sunlight? And talked to people?”

“Mhm, it was nice.” Yoongi furrows his brows. “Why are you looking at me like this?”

“I’m just happy, my love. Seeing you healed, makes me so happy for you”, you reach over the table to hold his hand. He instantly gives your hand a squeeze, smiling prettily.

“I never believed you when you talked about how I’ll get it one day. I thought it was bullshit, that I won’t feel different when I’m healed. But I get it now and I look back at myself and, fuck, I was so mentally broken. It’s insane that I was this person once.”

“Oh Yoongi, you. I just have to give you a hug”, you gush, hurrying to him to squeeze him against you. “I’m so happy for you and so proud. Healing takes a lot of work, I’m so proud of you.”

Yoongi hums, snuggling into you with his eyes closed.

You kiss his head before you return to your spot. You pick up the chopsticks, digging into the delicious food he made.

“Also, breakfast is amazing. It’s insane.”

“That’s good. Eat a lot, princess.”

You wash up after breakfast while Yoongi cleans the kitchen.

He is still at it when you return.

“I like this shower, it has nice water pressure.”

Yoongi glances over at you, eyes getting caught at the view of you. Comfortable clothes, no makeup on and hair so effortlessly sexy. And you have never been more beautiful to him. Fuck, he is so into you.

“Now you pots, my enemies, I will clean you so good”, you say and put on the dishwashing gloves to get busy. 

You don’t get very far. Yoongi hugs you from behind, slipping his hands under your shirt and kissing your neck. He rolls his hips against your ass, fingertips running over your skin greedily.

“I see someone’s still horny”, you chuckle, letting it happen gladly.

“Not horny. Happy. And hungry”, he flicks his tongue over your neck, eliciting a sigh from you.

You press back into him, shuddering when he grips your hips to guide them against his crotch. He isn’t hard, but fuck it feel so good to have him move you like this.

“You’re hungry? Why didn’t you eat breakfast too?”

“Cause it’s not what I want.”

“What do you want then?”

“You”, his voice quivers as he speaks, showing you the urgency of his situation.

“Me?” You sigh out.

“Yeah. Please, can I have breakfast now?”

“You want me for breakfast?” you are acting oblivious on purpose to get him desperate.

“Yes, you.” He licks your neck, purring deeply. It melts you.

“Like. Metaphorically?”

“Don’t act daft”, he warns, giving your hips a warning squeeze.

You chuckle, “fine, you can”, you sigh, barely feeling normal.

“You make me the happiest man”, he says and turns you so he can pick you up and carry you to the living room couch. 

Moments later you taste his needy kiss while his big hands feel you up urgently. Not far into the future and you are missing your panties while Yoongi is buried under your shirt to mouth at your tits.

The sun suddenly blinds you, shining directly onto your sweaty, pleasure glowing face. You peel your heavy eyes open, seeing blurry for a while because Yoongi made your eyes go cross. He is still going at it, keeping it exciting for you by switching it up. All he wants is to taste your body. He is happy exploring every inch of you. Currently however, he is on your pussy again, lapping up the masses of sweet pleasure you are leaking. His left hand grips your waist and keeps you pinned. He has two fingers of his right hand buried inside you, massaging your sensitive g-spot.

The phone is next to you. You fish for it and unlock it to check the time.

“Oh god Yoongi, it’s ten past one.”

He lifts his head, staring at you with ruby eyes.

“You’re on your phone? Now? When I do all this?” he sounds offended.

“Just wanted to check the time because I suddenly have sunlight on my face.”

“Mhm, just close your eyes”, he lulls, taking your clit between his lips to suck.

“You’re not helping”, you laugh.

Yoongi purrs and sucks more aggressively, curling his fingers inside you as he does, in his attempt to shut you up.

“Ah. Fuck. Yoongi, this is…” You grip his hair and twist, losing yourself a moment later.

You moan his name, arching your back. It doesn’t lose its charm. No matter how many fucking times Yoongi throws you over the edge, it won’t ever stop feeling good.

The problem however with Yoongi is that he is a Glutton (pun intended) and he can’t accept when this good starts to feel like too much. So when you tug on his hair to stop him, he grumbles in distaste, trying to steal more licks.

“Please Yoongs, I can’t go anymore”, you whine, squirming away.

“Sorry”, he murmurs, kissing his way to your lips along your bared body, “sorry, is hard to stop. You okay?” 

“Yeah, just don’t go near my clit again.”

He chuckles, mouthing at your jawline.

“You’re so yummy. Sorry. Oh god, I want more.”

“Seriously, you’re so greedy.”

“More. Please”, he begs so sweetly, giving you puppy eyes.

“No, sorry. I genuinely can’t go again”, you say and caress his cheeks. They are covered in black veins because you really have him feeling needy.

“Fuck.”

“But what if you feed on Koo?”

“Koo?”

“Mhm. It’s already so late and he loves being woken up with sex. I bet you’d get so much out of it.”

Yoongi moans, melting in your palms.

“You like this idea?”

“I do, but only if you do it with me.”

“Oh trust me, I will.”

“Come. Come”, he insists and drags you off the couch with him.

You follow him with a whined chuckle, “please, I’m sensitive. You need to take my poor pussy into consideration.”

“We’re almost there.”

“You’re not helping.”

Jungkook’s situation hasn’t changed much except that he is now conveniently laying on his back and he kicked a pillow to the ground. His snores seem to be louder as well, which the bent angle of his neck would explain.

“Sometimes I wonder if he is actually comfortable”, Yoongi says.

“He definitely sleeps in very unique positions” you agree. 

“Mhm. Doesn’t matter”, Yoongi pulls you into a kiss, reminding you of what truly counts. 

You fall into the moment deeply and soon you find yourself pinned down on the bed with Jungkook slumbering beside you and Yoongi on your neck. 

“I want you. I fucking want you”, he is whispering, voice contorted in hunger and need. “Not enough. More. I want more.”

“Kook’s right there, baby”, you sigh.

Yoongi purrs deeply and slips off you. He inches closes to Jungkook in a predator like way, eyes sharp and piercing and mouth parted to give view of his dripping fangs. 

He climbs his lap and slides his hands under his head. It flops up and down as Yoongi pulls him closer, lying in his palms. 

Yoongi mouths at Jungkook’s jawline, eyes dark in hunger. He is so tender and yet his need is obvious. His arms are tense because he physically has to restrain himself from lashing out. If he lets go just a little bit, he would crush his skull or pierce his neck. 

“He smells so good”, Yoongi purrs then drags his wet tongue down Jungkook’s neck. He moans, eyelids fluttering and hips twitching on his lap. 

Jungkook reacts with a quiet grunt and his right hand coming up to swipe Yoongi away. He scratches his neck afterwards, but is keeps sleeping. 

Yoongi doesn’t let it stop him. Of course not. He skips Jungkook’s torso and goes straight for his cock. Well, sort of. First he needs to take off his clothes. 

He struggles with it, which ends in you having to take over. 

“How about you hold his hips up and I take them off?” 

He meets your eyes, panting and drooling and yet he seems so smitten with you. 

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, then let’s do it.”

Together, your sweet love is undressed quickly and Yoongi can satisfy his unbearable hunger. He pushes Jungkook’s legs apart and kneels down between them. His big hands claim his dainty waist.

“Let me help you”, you offer and hold Jungkook’s soft and adorable cock so Yoongi can take him inside. 

Oh how he does. He takes him inside completely, including your fingers because why the hell not. He eagerly suckles, eyes closing in bliss and fingers squeezing Jungkook’s waist. 

The sleeping man seems to feel what is happening to him, but sleep is still too strong to release him. His throat produces the smallest of sounds and his fingers twitch next to his neck. 

You look back at Yoongi’s mouth. His lips are so pink and puffy, closing around Jungkook’s dick and your fingers easily.

He is so warm inside. And wet. And soft.  

“Is this helping?” you ask him, running your unoccupied hand through his messy hair. It is needless to mention that you managed to open his bun by now. Which isn’t a problem because it meant that you have to hold his hair back as he sucks cock and this is fucking hot. 

Yoongi answers your question with a low hum and a nod of his head. Jungkook’s breath trembles and his cock hardens, but he still continues to sleep. 

Yoongi moans, swirling his tongue around Jungkook’s swelling tip. He tastes so sweet and amazing, it’s exactly what he needs.

Jungkook whimpers. Just once. Nothing else because he is still sleeping. 

“You look so sexy with his cock in your mouth.” You move your fingers in his mouth. “And my fingers.”

Yoongi purrs, slipping off Jungkook’s cock just to kiss you. He does it sloppily and almost just a little nasty. It is wet and messy and feeds you the taste of Jungkook’s cock. Which is a good taste because your lovers actually clean themselves thoroughly. 

You barely even managed to figure out his rhythm and he is already gone again, back to sucking cock. Slightly dizzy, you catch yourself again, gulping down what he fed you.

“God baby, I wanna taste him too. Let’s share him”, you lull. 

Yoongi shakes his head. 

“Excuse me?” you snicker, “no?”

“O”, he mumbles, greedily stuffing his mouth with cock so he can hoard all of it for himself.

“Rude, you’re taking all of it for yourself”, you are teasing him, lowering yourself to playfully nudge him away.

Yoongi slips off and hisses at you like a cat, startling himself with it. He even shows you his fangs and scrunches his nose.

“Hey”, you complain, nudging his chin, “no hissing.”

His eyes switch back to human and widen. He looks shocked by what he did.

“Sorry.”

You snicker, “you’re never beating the cat allegations.”

“Shut up”, he mumbles shyly and hides away in Jungkook’s balls. This is his way of showing you that he is not going to be food aggressive anymore. How adorable.

“God, love. You’re so cute.”

“Shut up”, the words reach your ears distorted because he is nuzzled deep – fucking deep – in Jungkook’s balls. His nose is completely hidden and his mouth is covered by the angle. Yoongi seems to be in paradise, sniffling and groaning as he gets high on Jungkook’s smell. 

“So hot, I love when you’re like this”, you confess and take what he leaves for you. 

You spit on your own palm and wrap your hand around Jungkook’s cock. Yoongi’s feast already managed to give him a good amount of swelling and you want to get him fully there in your mouth. You keep your touch focused on his base, switching your gaze between Yoongi getting his high from Jungkook’s balls and sweet Jungkook getting more and more worked up.

He is already breathing so heavily and his brows are scrunched. His cheeks are slightly flushed and his delicate fingers twitch whenever you rub your thumb over his swollen vein.

“He’s breathing so heavily”, you let Yoongi know and sink Jungkook’s cock into your mouth. 

The next few moments are religious. They truly are. To share Jungkook’s sweet cock with Yoongi is a meditative and spiritual experience. He is completely gone in the blissful embrace of his high, eyes constantly closed unless he wants to gaze at you. Which only gets him higher and droopier. And in return, you feel dizzy and fuzzy because Jungkook leaks the most intoxicating pleasure. 

Yoongi flutters his eyes open again, meeting your mesmerised gaze. Like he already did once, he gives in to the pull and tongue kisses you with Jungkook’s tip between your mouths. 

This isn’t the first time this is happening, but it still is so much more intense. You and he are drooling, letting it wet Jungkook’s pretty shaft and plumb balls. One of each your hands is on his cock and balls. You jerk him while Yoongi fondles his balls. And your other hands try to pull the other closer. You have it on Yoongi’s cheek, while Yoongi has his’ on the back of your head, pushing you closer and closer because he is in a state of total lightweightedness.

Jungkook is restless by now, hanging onto sleep by a threat. His nipples are so pointy and swollen, his chest is covered in flushed spots and his neck is slightly flushed as well. How cute it is that his honey skin goes a little pink if only you work him up properly. 

But if you are being honest, waking him up has become unimportant to you and Yoongi. This is an act of selfish gluttony. You and he are doing this for yourselves, using Jungkook’s sweet body for your own greed. 

And the greed doesn’t want to stop. Yoongi is manic, breaking the kiss and letting you taste his words.

“My fingers keep grazing his hole. I wanna be inside him.” 

“I bet he’ll like it”, you encourage him.

“Princess…” he lulls, eyelids heavy and lips parted as he breathes in defeat. He is helpless, needing you to release him of his suffering.

“I’m getting the lube”, you say with a peck to his lips.

You sit up while Yoongi instantly takes Jungkook’s cock inside, moaning in bliss because he gets to have him after you did and that thought is like ecstasy to him. He slips him in until his lips sit at the base and his throat is bulging. There is no gag reflex, no need to adjust. Yoongi is cock drunk, gurgling on his swollen length happily.

“I love the noises you are making. God, Yoongi you should see Kook right now. His face is scrunched so prettily.”

Yoongi merely stretches out his hand, asking for lube this way.

“Okay fine, message received you greedy baby”, you tease him and smear a very healthy amount of lube on his middle and ring finger. Yoongi prefers these two fingers when he fingers someone. Unless they get really horny, then he likes including his pointer finger as well. For now two fingers are enough however.

You watch him because one of your biggest turn-ons is watching your lovers have sex. It gets you so fucking wet.

Yoongi slips off Jungkook’s cock so he can see what he is doing. He keeps his left hand around it, massaging it while he traces his pretty rim.

“He’s so soft”, his voice is coarse and deep, “and so relaxed.”

“I bet you can just slip in.”

He tries, biting his lower lip and scrunching his nose as he nods his head to let you know that he can indeed just slip it in.

“Fuck Yoongi, this is so hot”, you confess, blind to the way sweet Jungkook is writhing and fighting sleep.

Oh poor sweet Jungkook, how forgotten he is by you and Yoongi. How he is just a pretty body with pretty spots to play with. How greedy you and Yoongi truly are.

“I want him so bad”, Yoongi croaks and lowers himself back to his cock to bury him in his throat again. He purrs deeply, curling his fingers deep inside Jungkook’s warm walls.

Jungkook’s noises finally hit your ears again and so you turn to look at him.

“Aw he is so pretty. Gosh”, you coo, cradling his cheeks to caress them softly, “keep going, Yoongi love, he’s almost awake.”

Encouraged by your words, Yoongi makes it his job to wake his sweet boy. He concentrates his feast on Jungkook’s first few inches, licking and sucking them while he pumps his curled fingers in and out of his ready hole. He tries not to concentrate on how it feels to have his rim squeeze his fingers or how nice it feels to have it move and stretch around him. Just as he tries not to concentrate on his sweet taste and how heavenly he throbs on his tongue. If he concentrates too much on any of these things, he will go feral and therefore greedy. He can’t be greedy again, he needs his sweet boy to wake up. He needs to do this for him, not for his own gluttony.

Jungkook whimpers and gasps, eyelids fluttering more and more as his situation gets harder and harder to ignore.

“I know baby, I know. Wake up, that’s it baby, wake up”, you talk to him in a soft whisper, caressing his face. “I think he’s in the belief that he’s dreaming. His eyes are racing behind his lids”, you give Yoongi updates, making him purr around your boy’s sweet cock. This is too much for Jungkook.

He moans loudly, waking up with an arch of his back. He opens his eyes, meeting your gaze. 

“___? ah-ah” he shudders, looking down at the reason for the intense pleasure. “Yoongi? Oh god. Ah.” 

He whimpers, dropping his head and parting his lips. He grips the sheets, throbbing inside Yoongi’s warm mouth.

“Love, he is awake.” 

Jungkook gasps and gasps and gasps, trying to make sense of what is happening to him. It doesn’t help that Yoongi is purring like crazy which sends vibrations through his cock.

“Good morning, sweetie”, you talk to Jungkook, playing with his hair while your other hand traces circles on his pecs, “we thought that it’s about time you wake up.”

Yoongi agrees in a purr, sucking the living soul out of Jungkook’s cock. Jungkook mewls desperately, gripping the pillow for support.

“Ah yeah and Yoongi’s really hungry this morning.”

“I..can…feel…”

“Mhm you can. Is this nice for you?”

“Nice. Ah. Nice.” 

Yoongi, encouraged by Jungkook’s sweet sighs, takes in more of him, curling his fingers right against his prostate.

“I….ah…..oh god…” Jungkook reaches down and grips Yoongi’s hair, scrunching his face.

“Yeah, he’s also inside you. I hope you don’t mind.”

Jungkook shakes his head vigorously, then presses his hand to his eyes, moaning like such a good boy.

“Keep making those sounds, baby”, you praise and lower your mouth to his nipples, wanting to make him feel eternal.

Quite frankly, Jungkook is still way too sleepy to be able to form words which results in the neediest and most overwhelmed sounds ever. He is made to be noisy, oh how sweet he sounds. Although his voice is relatively deep when he talks, he gets so squeaky when you play with him. Especially in the morning when his body is extra sensitive and his head is fuzzy.

Which only motivates you and Yoongi to do even better. How greedy you truly are. Even now when he is awake, Jungkook isn’t what is truly important but how sweet he sounds for you and Yoongi. His noises are what you need and everything you do is to get more of them. That it feels like actual paradise to Jungkook is nothing but a sweet side effect.

“I have to cum.”

He soon realises just how little he matters right now when he climaxes deep down Yoongi’s throat and it doesn’t slow him down. He soon realises what fate is his’ when the pleasure turns into overstimulation and Yoongi keeps going. He has to accept his situation when all the whining and squirming doesn’t get him a break, only Yoongi’s left hand around his waist and your leg thrown over it so you can pin him down together.

So he breathes to try and get through the burn. He breathes and makes sounds and grips the pillow because it hurts so much and Jungkook loves when it does.

He swears that his nipples might start leaking if you continue what you are doing, just as he fears that he might squirt down Yoongi’s throat because his cum only made Yoongi rougher.

“Fuck, please”, he gets out breathily, following it with an agonised whimper and a helpless squirm.

His creamy cum is covering his balls and parts of Yoongi’s hand. He knows that Yoongi does it on purpose. He can clean cock very well and if he is leaving a mess, it’s on purpose. This is to safe something for later. This is to keep his scent close, just as much as it is to remind him that he is Yoongi’s.

“Please, I have to cum again, please.”

Again, it doesn’t matter what this does to him. This is Yoongi’s feast and you are his accomplice. Jungkook is to climax and fill his lover’s tummy with his seed and he has to accept the fact that it won’t stop afterwards.

But it hurts so much. He is so sensitive.

“Please”, he begs, voice getting louder and louder because his own helplessness is stronger than the sleepiness. If he doesn’t get you and especially Yoongi to slow down, he will actually squirt in his mouth. Yoongi is pressing down right on his prostate too and his bladder is still so filled from sleep, Jungkook fears the mess he is going to make if this continues.

“Please, I’m sensitive please.”

He grips you, dimpling your arms where his fingers touch. It’s his last resort. His nipples are throbbing and wanting to burst and his lower body is both numb and unresponsive but also overstimulated and overactive.

“___ please help me”, he begs you, “please, I’m here. Please hear me, please.”

You slip off his nipples, letting your drool drip down on them. You straddle his waist and intertwine your hands with him.

“I hear you, babyboy.”

“I’m gonna squirt, please.”

“Okay, and?”

Jungkook sobs at the realisation. You don’t give two fucks about his situation. You don’t fucking care that Yoongi’s fingers in his ass feel like actual paradise while his mouth around his cock feels like torture. You don’t fucking care because you want him to make a mess.

“Don’t cry, babyboy.”

“It hurts.”

“Hush, give in to it. Give in and you’ll feel so good”, you coo and slip off him again to continue your feast. You keep his other nipple stimulated with your fingers, changing between them whenever you feel them throb.

Jungkook cries softly, writhing under you and curling his toes. Ever since he told you about his problem, Yoongi seems to be meaner than ever. He uses the cummy mess Jungkook made to bury his pointer finger in his ass right next to his other two fingers. The stretch is everything Jungkook needs which makes it so mean. Why is he so out on giving Jungkook so much pleasure? Why is he making him feel so good when he knows that it will end in Jungkook losing control over himself?

“Why are you doing this to me? Please, I’m sorry, please.”

Yoongi’s thumb presses against Jungkook’s taint. It’s like his prostate gets stimulated from inside and out, gaining in sensitivity because when his nipples get sucked, the pleasure goes straight to his prostate. And right now, you are having a feast with his dainty nipples, ruining him to his breaking point.

“I’m sorry”, Jungkook wails in a broken voice, losing control over his own body a second later. He mewls and sobs, voice sounding so strained and exhausted to produce a sound. He kicks and shakes, messing up the sheets in more ways than one.

Not that Yoongi allows a lot of the mess to spill. He is a master in cleaning cock after all and it is finally time to show off his skill. He slurps up every single droplet Jungkook offers him against his will, helping him release with hungry sucks. The kind of sucks that are so intense Jungkook fears that Yoongi might suck the soul out of him if he continues.

And the true agony is that he has no idea what feels the best. The prostate orgasm, the nipple orgasm or that one with his cock. It’s so fucking unfair that you and Yoongi give him all of them at the same time and he just has to take it eventhough it feels so, so overwhelmingly good.

“Please, you have to stop. I can’t go anymore”, he begs, voice broken just as much as his body is broken. He tugs on your arm, tries to tug on Yoongi’s hair. “Please I can’t anymore, please.”

To his actual surprise, it works. You lift your head with a happy purr, lips puffy and wet from your feast. His nipples are so swollen and bruised from what you did, the skin around them is a deep red. Yoongi follows a second later, slipping of him with a satisfied moan. He throws his head back aggressively enough to get his dirtied hair out of his face and slips his fingers out of Jungkook’s tensed hole. It makes his legs twitch as it happens and the tingles which remain are warm. Yoongi licks his fingers clean, running the same fingers through his hair afterwards as he joins your side.

So now you and he are towering over him, so obviously high from your feast and completely enamoured by him.

The view of you and Yoongi combined with the aftershocks of your touches force tears to Jungkook’s eyes.

“I can’t anymore”, he whimpers, snotty and sweaty and flushed.

“I know, you’re already done. We just needed you to give Yoongi everything. He’d have been cranky otherwise.” You soothe him, caressing his cheeks and temples, “you understand that, don’t you?”

“You fed me so well, babyboy. I know you were sensitive, but I needed to have you. It wasn’t personal, you know that don’t you?” Yoongi speaks in a loving voice, soothing him by fixing his hair with the fingers he had inside him moments before.

“You understand that, yes babyboy?”

“We need you to understand that, bunbun.”

Jungkook feels like you and Yoongi are trying to manipulate him, mess with his mind, get him under your shared control. And it’s ecstatic. He falls in the warm, fuzzy headspace you create, floating on cloud nine.

“I understand”, he lulls, eyelids suddenly so heavy and chest warm.

“Good boy, of course you do”, you praise and lean down to kiss his forehead.

“We’re so proud of you. What a good boy you are”, Yoongi praises and leans down to kiss his tears away.

Jungkook tingles. You and Yoongi are proud of him for understanding. Oh, he loves being manipulated by you and him.

“I feel dizzy”, he gets out, seeking your love by touching you. Or Yoongi. He can’t tell at first until he feels the distinct shape of Yoongi’s lower arm and he knows that it’s him.  

“Let it happen. Just breathe and it’ll go away”, he consoles him, intertwining his hand with him to guide it to his lips and kiss his fingers and knuckles.

“Do you want me to make it better?” you offer.

“How?”

You get comfortable in the right position so Jungkook can snuggle into your bared breasts if he needs it.

He whimpers and puts his arm around you to pull you close. He takes the offer. Of course he does. This is like medicine to him.

“There we go. Relax, babyboy. You’re already done. We’re so proud of you.”

“So proud. You did so well, our good boy”, Yoongi agrees and makes it his job to clean Jungkook’s messy body while you help him come back to reality.

This is it, Jungkook thinks as he enjoys the warm and loving care he receives, this is his life and it’s epic.

[sglossmin]

Muse | MYG

Plot: What happens when the man you practically simp over in high school, is right now, sitting across you after almost 10 years of not seeing him? Worse? You're here for an appointment for therapy and he's your psychologist.

Available on WATTPAD

Pairing: SeniorStudent!Yoongi x JuniorStudent!Reader ---> Psychologist! Yoongi x Artist!Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight age gap, slice of life, a bit of angst, schoolmates to lovers(?)

This is a work of fiction. Events, characters, and depictions are entirely imagined and do not represent the real-life actions or personalities of any real individuals, including the idols mentioned.

Warnings: talks about mental and death...erm lemme know if you found any disturbing heh

Word count: dunno

A/N: This is...actually some sort of based irl looll (only the high school scenes, most of it) This is my first one shot work! Let me know if I'm lacking something. The current series that I'm still working rn is still not even half finished T_T T_T So I thought I might give it a try---write a oneshot heh I just started here to write in tumblr so I still don't know that much stuff. Feel free to comment so I can improve!! Ik some of those thing weren't even a thing at that time...

"Shit..." I muttered right as I saw the man in a white coat, a clipboard in his arms while his hair softly falls down in his brows, reading his next patient's data. Just like the last time I saw him. Weird, huh? It's been years, yet... he still looks just the same.

Our eyes met, for the first time in a while. He frowned, it was so subtle and fast, no one would even know. But I did. Every little actions that he did, I always notice it. No matter what. I keep saying that the Y/n who just hit her puberty is no longer me, yet with my emotions right now, I can feel like my hormones are all over the place.

"Sit down," he smiled, gesturing the seat across him.

His voice so deep it sounds like soothing lullaby... Eyes so tired that I can tell he works so well... The warmth in his smile makes my heart skip a beat, forgetting why am I here in the first place...

Snap of it!

It took me a second to realize that I stared at him for too long. I cleared my throat, wishing my embarrassment would also go away. I smiled as I took the seat.

Our session ended without him saying that he at least recognize me. Did it made me upset? Yeah... sort of. I mean, I didn't go there and paid him to reminisce our high school days, but still...

I huffed as I crumpled a paper.

"Ugh! Really? Y/n? Still drawing him?"

I uncrumpled it and stared at the newly drawing for a while. I leaned back in my chair and sighed... "I'll give it to him. He looks hot in that coat." I chuckled and stuck the paper back in my notebook. "I'm keeping it because I drew him too good, not that I still like him or anything. That would be just so stupid."

Ha! Right! Nothing else. I smiled, pleased with how I gaslight myself.

I stretched my back and arms. My body ached for having a shrimp position for a long time.

And before I know it, I fell asleep (again) in my studio.

Summer 2010

Our last subject just finished and it's still raining heavily. I have no umbrella so my friends and I were forced to run. Reaching the covered court, I groaned. "Why call it summer when it rains this heavy??"

"Do they really think—us—high school students are waterproof?" Exclaimed by Sana while Chaeyoung just chuckled beside us. Our clothes were pretty wet but not that drenched.

We went upstage since there's some chair in there. Putting our bags down, we wait for the rain to stop. Us juniors only have to spend half day in the campus. Lucky, huh?

"Stay here, hm? You both can't leave me just because you guys have umbrella to share and your house are close." I glared at the both of them while they just snickered. They won't leave me otherwise, I know that.

It's been an hour, yet the rain don't seem to plan on stopping. It's about 1 now, we think. Seems like we're the only junior students in the campus. Suddenly, the seniors from the front building went outside. They went in the cover court. They were wearing some sort of costumes. It was ridiculous—Okay, not really. They seemed like they're going to dance.

We sat still from above across them and watch them prepare.

"Hey, Chae, wanna play?" I grinned as I whispered. Sana was too occupied with her phone that's why it was just the two of us who played.

We played Smash or Pass with every senior guy that I pointed. Until finally, I pointed it to the guy who's wearing a Thai hat(?) The gold ones, it seems like part of their costume.

"Hm... Smash!" Chaeyoung laughed and I did too. Cause miraculously, SAME.

We had a great laugh realizing we'd say smash.

We watched them dance and sing along with the music that were playing. Thinking about it, we might actually look like idiots. They can practically see us sing and dance with them since we're upstage.

After a while, I asked Chae, "What nickname should we give him?" It's our thing. Giving nicknames to people whether they look good or annoying. I think it's every friend groups should do.

"He looks like a cat and his eyes disappear too when he smiles... Kitty?"

"Kitty...?" Sounds weird so I proposed to change it. "What about Neko? Same meaning but doesn't sound weird." She agreed and since then, we called him Neko. With his sharp eyes and pale tone, he does looks like a kitty.

Few moments after, we planned a scheme. We went down to compare our height to his. We walked towards him as if we were just passing by and about to go to the canteen instead.

My and Chae's eyes went wide open. Gasping and staring at each other, the signal were sent.

Gosh, he's tall.

Oh gosh, he is.

A day or two passed since that. We randomly saw him when we went to buy in the canteen.

Then again.

And again.

And again.

Untill a few days have been passed and I keep on seeing him. To the point that... maybe... just maybe, it wasn't really a coincidence anymore.

New character unlocked?

When we were about to go back in our room, we met Hani. My bestfriend in elementary days.

"Y/n! Come here! Imma show you something. Actually—no—It's a someone." Hani dragged me and Chae went along with me.

Hani rant about how this guy looks so good, that in the first time in a while, they found someone who actually looks good in this campus.

Chae and I eyed each other. Were we thinking who we're thinking?

As we reached the third floor of the first year's building, across it was the senior's building. We stopped our track right in front of the exact room. The windows were open and from our spot, we can literally see him studying.

"Neko?"

"You know him?" Hani asked in which I nod.

I think we just found our sweet spot.

Chae and I sometimes went up there just to catch a glimpse of him. It was stupid and fun.

Until that day came.

As usual, Chae and I went to the third floor once again. We stayed in the balcony that faces their room. It was break time so everyone was all over the place. Then I felt it. Chae poked my side and pointed my front. I frowned and followed her finger. There was it, his teacher raising her brow at me. Then his classmates turned their heads toward me... 'till lastly, he did. Everyone was looking at ME. I noticed Chae was hiding on the wall divider of the balcony. I looked back at the teacher who's still looking at me.

"Do you need anything, Ms?" We were quite far but it was still audible.

"H-huh..?" That was all I could muster. It was even barely a whisper. My mouth was slightly open due to not knowing what to do nor say. It lasted like that for a few more seconds. Until I mustered all the courage and pride I have left in my body and shrugged it off and walked away. Frowning as if they got it wrong and I was simply hanging out there.

Walk

Walk

RUN

I went back to our room as soon as I noticed Chae was following me. When we get back, we were panting and sweating. Our classmates looked at us with weird looks. Not that I can blame them. One of our classmate asked us and we did tell the story.

It was our last time going in there.

I felt someone flick my head. I groaned in annoyance.

"Noona, wake up!"

I grumbled as I sit up straight, realizing I fell asleep in the studio again.

"You know you don't have to flick me. Between the two of us, I'm the light sleeper." I mumbled while my eyes were focusing on the big guy in front of me.

He rolled his eyes at me. Up to this day, I wondered who did he got it from. "Eomma wants you to eat lunch with us."

I chuckled. "Your mother did? Wow, what a pleasure." I sassed.

He groaned and plopped himself at the couch. "Can't believe you still resent her."

"Kook, what kind of a daughter am I if I don't?"

Jungkook threw a pillow to me as he stood up. "Still. Eat with us."

And just like that, he walked away.

Life goes on, that's what they say.

I must've been nuts for going to therapy yesterday. It's not like, I'm seriously depressed.

Right..?

Living alone in the house that came from the paycheck of my drawings must be really the best accomplishment I've had. Who would've thought the high achieving in academics girl would end up in this job. It was pure mystery.

I stared at my empty fridge. I smiled. The only thing that kept me sane nowadays is this...

"Looks like, I need to go... shopping."

I grinned ear to ear while I spent my fortune.

"Who needs therapy, when you can go and do your grocery."

I picked out the foods I knew I'd eat while I finish the new dramas. I was about to get the last stock of my fave gummies until someone practically snatched it. Fast.

"H-hey-" I cut off myself from shouting when I realized who it was.

It was him. In normal clothes. Am I dreaming? Impossible. He wouldn't have clothes in the first place if I am.

"Oh, Ms Jeon." He smiled.

Smiled?

He has the nerve to smile after taking that gummy?

But... then again, who need those gummy bears when his gummy smile is practically the sweetest.

He cleared his throat. "Seems like we'll be seeing each other more often."

Uh...what? Is he trying to say that I have a severe mental illness so we'll literally see each other more?? This fucker...

He probably noticed my frown as he chuckled and shook his head. "Uhm, that might've come off the wrong way. I meant, I just moved in in this neighborhood."

Sorry, what..?

I laughed my nervousness away. It's not like we'll be neighbors. This neighborhood is way too big for us to see each other.

Is that why it was my first time seeing him in this grocery store?

"Well, welcome to the neighborhood." I chuckled, probably awkwardly and excused myself.

Damn it. It could've been my chance for us to talk and stuff, but I refused. I mean, with my looks right now? No thanks.

I skipped my lunch and didn't go to our family's house. I plopped myself on my bed and took out my old sketchbook.

Staring at my old drawings of him, it sure did bring back of the memories.

2010

It's been a month yet we still don't know his name. We already did a lot of different shenanigans just to know it. He must be really like having a low profile. We found his classmate's account yet his are nowhere to be found. Maybe he doesn't go online...

I was staring at my computer, scrolling on whatever stuff pop up, then it hits me. Her sister. Hani's sister!

They're in the same year, so maybe, just maybe, she knows his name.

I quickly typed in to ask her. A girl from our year had a picture with him posted. I sent it to her.

"Hi eonni, can I ask u a question? Is there a chance that you know him?"

*Photo sent*

It took a while for her to respond.

"Uhm yeah, he's from our year"

"Can you tell me his name?"

"Min Yoongi"

"I think that's his name"

Min Yoongi... cute. It suits him.

Hours and hours later, I still couldn't find his account. Then as I was searching, there was this account, he was friends with Hani.

My eyes widen. "Min Suga? Could it be?"

I stalked the account and it was really him. No wonder I couldn't find his account—he wasn't using his real name! Likes to keep a low profile? Bullshit. He has more than 5k followers!

Moreover...he really...looks good.

I wonder if his face reflects his personality.

I added him as a friend and waited for the request to be accepted. I told Chae that if he didn't accepted it within 24 hours, I'll delete my request. I still have pride you know. Don't want to be one of those girls in his inbox.

It hasn't even been an hour and I got the notification. He accepted it! I squealed and danced in my room.

This is what being a youth, right?

I clicked my tongue as I chuckled bitterly. "Youth is never coming back."

As I turn the pages more, my bell ringed. Jungkook never ring first, he just comes in whenever he wants to. I should really change the passcode. As for my mom, she never really bother coming here.

Expecting no one, I opened the door, only to gape at the man in front of me.

"You...like pies?"

Min Yoongi, in front of me, holding a pie, not just holding, but giving..?

"Uh...how close is your house exactly?" I didn't mean to sound rude, but rather genuinely curious.

He hesitatingly pointed the house across me.

The Kim's house?

"It was my friend's grandparents who lived there. He took them to take care of them and then he sold this house to me." Yoongi explained. His face going like this :]

"So you really did mean that we'll see each other more often..." I mumbled in which he caught. He laughed and gave me the pie.

"My mom kept on nagging me on giving pies. She really worked hard on it. Hope you like it!"

She's here?

I nodded and thanked him. He went back and I did too. The smell of the freshly baked peach mango pie really did things to my stomach.

For the first time, Min Yoongi gave me something.

Spring 2011

"Let's go hoomeee. Forget it! I'm not going to give it to him!" I murmured while we wait in the senior's balcony. A few steps away from him, we waited. "I knew it I shouldn't have contact him." I mumbled. "He didn't even read my text..." I mumbled. Chaeyoung was practically dragging me. "Look, he seems busy too."

"Would you rather let your drawing and efforts be wasted then?" Chayoung argued.

Then for the meantime, we waited. We walked towards his classroom but he was nowhere. He was just right there few seconds earlier.

"Stupid text."

A week ago...*

Should I really text him? The classes have been cancelled. I'm not sure whether it's a good idea to do it now. Should I make myself known? Or should I keep it anonymous? But I really wanna take a picture with him...

Ugh! My head hurts. Forget it, I'm just gonna do it.

"Hi uhm... So I just randomly draw one of my mutuals and it happened to be you.."

*Photo sent*

"Perhaps you like it?

"I was about to give you this at school tomorrow but they cancelled the classes so... Hope you like it<3

Was I too formal?

It took him hours to reply.

"Oh wow, what a nice piece!"

"Yes I like it, thanks!"

HE REPLIED!!! I muffled my squeal with my pillow as I looked back at his text. It took me hours to see the message and reply too.

"Guess... I'll just give it to you when we bump into each other, maybe(?)"

"Ugh goshhh how am I going to give you this at schoolT^T"

"Just don't give it yet if you're still not ready^^"

End*

I went home feeling defeated. Not able to give him the drawing.

I stared at my bedroom's ceiling before deciding to go online.

2+messages

It was sent an hour ago. I quickly opened the message. He replied to my text earlier in the morning, when I told him to meet up.

"Sorry, I just saw your text message"

"I don't have an internet at school, that's why"

"It's fine, so,I'll just give it to you tomorrow?"

"Okay, sure"

Saying it was fine when I was literally sulking in my room like a child. But that's when I haven't read his message.

Min Yoongi apologized to me.

I giggled like an idiot in my room as I stared at the text messages we shared.

The next day...

"AAHHHH! Let's go hoomeee. Forget it! I'm not going to give it to him!" I whined, it wasn't just Chae and Sana was there for me, but some of my classmates too. They were waiting for me—like usual, we go home altogether. "I knew it I shouldn't have contact him. This is really a stupid stupid idea!!" I ran around the court in attempt to go home.

We're here, in front of the senior's building. Waiting...again.

One of my classmate proposed that they'll just call him to go down. Two of them went upstairs to his room.

Why does he always keeping me on waiting. Does he think he's some sort of a king?

I huffed and were literally losing all my shits. Till I heard them.

"He's here!!" They squealed. Too much of an opposite, I composed myself and cleared my throat. Thank God he's tall so when I'm looking forward all I can see is his chest. I gave it to him and our hands brushed. It was so quick and subtle, yet it already made my heart warm.

As practiced, Chaeyoung smoothly asked him if we can take a picture—for business purposes. I felt too stiff. This is too good to be true. Then I felt it, he leaned closer. Our arms touching, he smiled to the pic.

My heart was about to get off my rib cage. My insides were going crazy, yet, thankfully, I look completely normal outside.

When I got home, he texted me, thanking and saying that he really appreciates it. A warm feeling spread across my whole body.

The next day, my classmates and I talked about the event yesterday. They were bitching about how Yoongi didn't even thanked me and just left. I laughed so hard when I heard that. Because he did. Yoongi did thanked me before leaving, it just happened that it was loud enough for only me to hear it. Now, it felt more special.

"Have you ever thought of the probable major reason for what you're feeling?"

Here we go again.

How can I focus on what's wrong with me, when you're right here? Worse, as my doctor.

3 more appointments with him. I paid for this, I should at least gain something.

"Maybe... because up to this day, I still blame myself for his death." My head hung low as I mumbled it.

Why do you always have to see my flaw, Min Yoongi?

This infatuation is slowly turning to hatred...

"You know it wasn't your fault."

I turned my head to him with a frown. So, he does remember me?

A tear fell from my cheek. I wiped it before he can even notice. I turned my hands into fist. 6 words. It was only 6 words yet he can already open my bare self.

"I-if I wasn't stubborn. He'd still be here. He followed me. You saw that. If only he didn't. He'd still be here."

I felt a lump in my throat. Those memories. It was too vivid as if it just happened yesterday.

Spring 2012

"I told you, I don't want to!"

Another day, another argument to have with my mother.

Why is she so pushy on making me go to states?

"It's for your own sake! Studying here at this campus will let you go nowhere."

"What? So eager to get rid of me?!" I yelled while we drive to campus.

"Jeon Y/n! Don't you dare shout at your mother." My father said sternly as he drives.

As we were near the campus, I lost it.

"Drop me off." 1.. 2.. 3... "I said, drop me off, dad." Keeping my voice low yet so stern it could cut apples.

My father stopped the car and I get out of it.

I was mindlessly crossing the road that I didn't notice a four wheeler truck coming at me.

Then I felt a pair of hands pushed me hard, and before I knew it, screams were heard. My mom's loud cries were ringing in my ears. Tears were coming out of me uncontrollably. Blood all over him. I crawled, oh so slowly and trembling. Before I could even reach him, my mom pushed me aside and called for help.

Minutes later, I heard the sirens of the ambulance. I was just there. Staring at him. No words coming out.

It started raining. It was a light rain, yet even with those subtle touch, it made my whole body flinch and freeze.

Till I felt someone's embrace. Someone was covering me with their jacket. Who could possibly care for me if it wasn't my father.

Slowly, I turned my head towards the person.

Why it has to be you?

"Everything's gonna be okay. The ambulance is taking your father already."

He spoke in a soothing tone. Yet no matter how warm or soft his voice is, I can't somehow get out the ice cage I'm in.

"Do you think your father would want you to think that way? It's been years Y/n, what happened that you're back at this again?"

part 2 read here^^

A/N: okay, I lied. Maybe this isn't gonna be a oneshot... maybe I'll have 2 parts? 3 maybe? I just cut this off here cause I think it was too long. So readers can have breaks hehe. Gonna post the next part tomorrow maybe...

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i want two boyfriends so i can dress them like twins 2.0 | for @jung-koook

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⁘Yoongi & Jungkook⁘ ↳ 'Butter' JACKET | Making Film [2021]

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Attention (J.J.K & M.Y.G)

Summary: Your boyfriends show you a good time

contains- implied established poly relationship, fem!reader, slight humiliation, praise, oral (f!receiving), dom!yoongi, switch!jk, sub!reader, fingering, hickeys, nipple play, ruined orgasm, slight voyeurism (yoongi watches jungkook eat y/n out), orgasm denial MDI 18+!!!!

word count- 1.2k/unedited

You swear your heart is about to beat right out of your damn chest. You want to reach down and wipe your clammy hands on your pants, but those had been long discarded, thrown into a pile somewhere in the living room. 

Your heart calms slightly when your boyfriend pulls you back in the chair to rest against his clothed chest, fingers tracing down your sides to come to rest on your bare tummy. His lips tickle the side of your neck before he sinks his teeth in, creating a red mark on the sensitive skin. “Can you spread your legs for me, baby?” 

You know it's not actually a question, he’s telling you to do it, but you hum a response anyway and pick your legs up to be perched on the edge of the chair you two are on. Yoongi mutters a small praise as his hand trails down, fingers finding your clothed clit within seconds. 

“So wet and pathetic already,” He teases. “We haven’t even done anything yet and you’ve already made a mess of your panties.” 

A whine leaves your throat as your hips twitch up slightly for more friction. Your head falls back, resting on Yoongi's shoulder as you fall deeper into the pleasure coursing through your body. You nearly have a heart attack when a second set of hands find their way to your thighs. 

“It’s just our Jungkookie.” Yoongi reminds you. How could you forget? He had been so quiet and patient, just watching as your face morphed with pleasure from Yoongi's ministrations. “Why don’t you get her out of these,” Yoongi snaps the waistband of your panties against your skin. “Soaked little things, babe?”

Jungkook wastes no time in helping you out of your underwear, quickly tossing them to the side before taking his spot in front of the chair on the floor. He sits back on his heels, waiting for his next task. 

“Good boy,” Yoongi praises. “Do you see how wet she is?” His fingers find their place on your pussy again, pushing your juices around before pulling them away to admire them. Your cheeks heat up at the sight of them, glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. “You want a taste?” 

Before you can even process what Yoongi has said, Jungkook is lunging forward and swirling his tongue around his fingers. He stares up at Yoongi, who lets a small groan rumble in his chest, before pulling off slowly with a loud pop. 

“She tastes so good, Hyung.” Jungkook bites his lip. “Can I touch her? Please?” 

“Go ahead.” 

A gasp leaves your mouth as soon as Yoongi gives Jungkook the greenlight. He instantly plunges two fingers in, curling them to stroke the walls of your pussy. Your thighs shake slightly at the feeling and your head goes cloudy. His skilled fingers continue to dance along your walls as his lips make contact with your inner thigh, the cold metal of his lip ring tickling the sensitive skin. A shiver runs through your body as your skin prickles. 

Yoongi has dipped his head back into your neck, sucking little red marks into the skin. He leaves a trail starting at your shoulder, all the way up, up, up to the sensitive spot behind your ear. His slender fingers have found purchase on your nipples, rolling the sensitive bud between the calloused pads. 

“S-shit,” Your body begins to shake, white hot pleasure coursing through your veins. Suddenly, everything stops and your high trickles down to an annoying buzz. You let out a frustrated groan, your head falling back as your chest heaves. 

Yoongi chuckles behind you. “Baby, we have to let our boy have a little treat before you go and ruin the fun.” He trails back down, one hand finding its way to your thigh, pulling your leg up towards your chest. “Go ahead, darling, have a taste.” 

Jungkook never breaks eye contact. Big doe eyes look up at you, his irises completely black, as he takes a slow lick from your entrance all the way up to your clit. He hums as his tongue curls back into his mouth, eyes fluttering as he swallows. 

Yoongi's grip on your thigh tightens as your breath hitches, Jungkook diving back in to lick at your clit with enthusiasm. He flicks his tongue against the bundle of nerves countless times, the sinful noise echoing in your ears. Your other leg falls over his shoulder only for a split second, before Jungkook is reaching up and pushing it, holding you open for him. 

With the improved angle, Jungkook wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, slurping noises now filling the entire room. “Oh fuck,” A loud moan rips through your body at the new sensation and your head lolls back. 

“Keep your eyes on him.” Yoongi growls in your ear. His tongue quickly peeks out, lightly licking the shell of your ear. “Be good and I’ll make sure both of you cum more than once.” 

Your eyes immediately flick back to Jungkook, who is watching your every expression. His bangs are plastered to his face, and you reach a weak hand down to push the hair back. He whines against your pussy, eyes watering. You give a loose tug to his hair, a small smirk painting your face as his eyes roll back. A broken whimper leaves his lips, muffled by the walls of your pussy. 

You nearly jump straight out of your skin when Jungkook sinks his fingers back in, moving back up to continue his ministrations on your clit with his tongue. Yoongi decides he’s had enough, his free hand snaking up to close around your throat. He tilts your head back and captures you in a wet kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth. 

His cock stands tall and hard, pressed up against your back. You can feel the precum seeping through the thin sweats he had on, cock jumping at every little whimper. “Are you gonna cum?” He questions as he pulls away, a string of spit connecting your lips. 

You find the strength to nod, the ball of fire in your tummy expanding more and more by the second. “Please, Yoongi, I wanna cum.” 

Jungkook doesn’t stop, instead he speeds up, licking more enthusiastically than he was before. If he didn’t stop soon, you weren’t going to need Yoongi's permission. You could feel your eyes rolling back and your vision getting cloudy as the pleasure tingles up your spine. 

“Don’t cum until I tell you.” You want to argue back so bad, want to tell him there isn’t going to be another option soon. A sob leaves your mouth as a tear trails down your cheek. Yoongi gently wipes it. “It's okay, you can cum, baby.” 

Another sob leaves your mouth as your legs shake. Fire spreads through your entire body as you cum, Jungkook still giving you licks to push you through. Stars explode behind your eyelids. 

You can still hear your heart beating in your ears as you come down from your high. Jungkook's hands offer calming circles on the backs of your thighs as Yoongi whispers soft praises. You keep your eyes closed for a few more moments, savoring the attention before peeling your heavy eyelids back open. 

“How about we give some attention to our boy, hm?” Yoongi questions softly. Was there ever a time you would say no to that? 

[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 20 - Findom]

Pairing: Soft Dom!Yoongi x switch f.Reader x switch!Jungkook

Genre: Vampire!Yoongi, Vampire!Jungkook, Magic!AU, Polyamory!AU, established relationship!AU

Kinks: findom in this story = Yoongi having a spending kink on them, neck kisses, clothed sex (nipple play, nipple sucking over shirt), handjob, dirt talk, sensory play with a necklace, temperature play with spit, but also! casual nudity & skinny tipping in private pool where they flirt and tease and are so hot, Kook is very Dom with her during those moments, as they prepare for Yoongi they play with each other’s nipples, maybe this isn’t even a findom story but a nipple story fbasdbf, they call him Daddy once cause he is into that, it's not a huge part of the story though, loving aftercare

Wordcount: 6.4k

a/n: listen. the vision of the person was handjob + sensory + temperature + nipples and somehow this came into my mind? like obviously doing it to kookie would have been the most logical thing to do with their dynamic but what if they decide that rich sugardaddy lovebug boongie deserves to be pampered for all his efforts? what then? then this smut happens and we can all scream together <3

That Yoongi was rich was just as much fact as the sun being warm was. That he uses these riches to treat you and Jungkook to absolute everything you desire was just as certain. You and Jungkook have to be careful how you talk in front of Yoongi because if you just so happen to mention in passing that you want something, rest assured that you will have it in your possession mere days later. So when he overheard you and Jungkook talking about a vacation somewhere warmer, mere weeks later you found yourselves in a plane to your private paradise. You weren’t even serious. You and Jungkook were in the back gardens of the estate, sharing the shadow of a willow tree as you enjoyed the mild autumn day. You talked about many things; from nature, art, the universe and your hobbies and as you talked, Jungkook dared to slip his dream of going somewhere warmer. You agreed, coincidentally timing it with Yoongi coming around the corner and hearing everything.

“Do you mean that?” he asked and sat down next to you.

“You are not going to plan anything now, are you?”

“Well, did you mean it?”

“Yoongi, stop it. You don’t gotta spend so much money on us.”

“That’s ridiculous. Give me a week.”

And you knew that no matter what you said, you wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Jungkook regrets asking for a vacation somewhere warmer. Yoongi kept his word, but at what cost? Jungkook is sweating his butt off and that means a lot because the only thing currently covering him, is a small piece of cloth on his crotch as he is lying in starfish position on the stone floor of the holiday mansion. Above his head, the ceiling fan is working without end, casting dancing shadows on the red paint. Jungkook swears that the air it moves around is hotter than the sun herself. The wind carries the sound of the outside into the room. The busy street, the trickling of the waterfall pool and the lively bazaar with its music. You and Yoongi went to said bazaar. Jungkook could have come as well, but didn’t want to leave because he was just way too hot. He is not regretting his decision of staying back. If he left, he most definitely would have melted into a puddle.

Just this moment, the front door opens and the conversation between you and Yoongi reaches Jungkook’s ears. He doesn’t move, eyes zoned out on the ceiling fan and mouth agape in exhausted pants. You will find him eventually, there is no need to make any unnecessary movements.

“I’m sweating my ass off, seriously”, you tell Yoongi as you walk to the living era of the mansion.

“We can take a swim, that’ll cool you off. Where the fuck’s the brat off to?” Yoongi says.

Jungkook knows that he is meant by the brat and that Yoongi says it with love and adoration.

“I don’t know. Maybe outside? Kookie, we’re home!”

“Come get your snacks, bub!”

“Oh?”

“Careful, almost walked into you. Why did you stop?”

“Found him.”

Jungkook lifts his head. You and Yoongi are standing just up the three stairs. Yoongi is carrying all of the shopping bags while you point at Jungkook.

“Urgh”, Jungkook groans, dropping his head again.

“Are you feeling alright?” you ask him in a chuckle.

“No, I’m dying.”

“Are you still hot?”

“Yeah.”

“Poor boy. I get you though. Did you take a swim already?”

“Yeah.”

“And that didn’t help?”

“No.”

“Well, that sucks”, you say and take the three stairs down. You pull the dress over your head and take off your bra. Yoongi follows you with his eyes. Jungkook doesn’t at first until you naturally pass him on your way outside and he gets a glimpse of your naked chest. He lifts his head, eyes now glued to you as you get entirely naked. You take the stairs into the pool, looking over your shoulder once your lower body is completely submerged.

“You guys can join me, you know?” you say playfully and submerge yourself into the water completely. You even go underwater, diving up again after a few seconds. You feel their eyes on you. It’s kind of exciting, you have to be honest. But you act oblivious, wiping the water out of your face in an angle that gives them glimpses of your chest in the sunlight.

Jungkook glances at Yoongi. Yoongi glances at Jungkook. They are thinking the same thing. Jungkook rolls to his stomach and gets on all fours before he jumps to his feet. You hear the naked pitter patter of his soles and in the next second, water explodes next to you as he jumps into the pool.

You laugh, shielding yourself as best as possible. Jungkook dives to you, coming up for air in a way which allows him to pick you up. You wrap your legs around his waist instantly, hands wiping the water from his face. Your upper body is out of the water like this, tits pressing against his huge pecs.

“I thought you were hot”, you say, soaking up the feeling of his naked skin greedily. The way he holds you allows you to feel his abs against your middle. You would be lying if you said that you weren’t affected by it. 

“I am”, Jungkook answers you, fingers digging into your buttocks.

“And this is helping?”

He nods his head. You chuckle, scratching his undercut. He smiles lazily, eyes glued to your lips.

“Hold your breath”, he whispers.

You follow his orders. Jungkook takes a deep breath as well and goes underwater with you in his arms. He stays like this for three seconds then dives up again, gazing when you naturally wipe the water from your face and it makes your back arch. Shit, if he wasn’t such a gentleman, he would be sucking on those pretty nipples of yours by now. They are so wet, dripping water, and are just inches away from his lips. He moans inaudibly, parting his lips hungrily. 

You look at him again, “what?”

“Just having thoughts”, he rasps.

“Thoughts?”

“Mhm, thoughts”, he purrs, eyes flitting to your tits.

You tingle, having to gulp. This look is enough to let you know every single filthy thought he was having.

“Water bomb!”

Water explodes next to you, hitting you and Jungkook without warning. You screech while Jungkook drops you in shock. You look at the side of impact. Yoongi dives up with a shit eating grin and his sunglasses completely tilted off his face.

“You didn’t expect that, did you?” He teases playfully, paddling to you even if the pool is only chest height for him. With his hair sticking to his face funnily, he looks like a wet cat trying to swim.

“No we didn’t, you doofus”, you say, fixing the glasses for him. Next you wipe his hair out of his face.

“I got you good”, he coos and hangs himself onto your back. 

“You did, yeah.” 

He nuzzles his face into your neck, leaving kisses on your heated skin.

“Mhm, that’s nice”, you sigh, rolling your head to the side.

“Mhm, and you’re soft”, he whispers, biting your shoulder gently.

You enjoy his touch with a tingling stomach. His body is just as hot as Jungkook’s. Judging from the fabric against your skin, he isn’t naked however. That explains why it took him a while to jump into the pool. He had to change into his swimming clothes.

Yoongi ends the little munching session with a kiss to your earlobe, wrapping his sculpted arm around your neck in a gentle headlock. You can feel his muscles tense like this, back pressed against his torso.

“You’re a temptress”, he speaks in a normal voice and because it is naturally so deep, you feel it vibrate in his chest.

“What did I do?”

“You know exactly what you’re doing.”

You smile, agreeing with a hum and a cock of your right brow. Yoongi growls, tilting your head to the side with his fingers around a bundle of your hair. Like this, your neck is on complete display to him and he claims it in a gentle bite. The kind which would never harm, but which still makes you arch your back in bliss. The bite ends as quickly as it began, the sensation however lingers on your neck even long after.

“Fucking temptress”, he rasps and breaks away from you so he could submerge himself in the cold water. You try to regulate yourself in the time he is underwater, gulping vividly.

“Hah.”

You glance at Jungkook.

“What?”

“It’s what you get”, he says and turns his back to you so he could swim to the other end of the pool.

“Wow, you two are awful.”

“You started it. Don’t think we aren’t aware that you were posing.”

“I wasn’t posing!” (You were).

“Mhm sure, that’s why you made sure that the silhouette of your boobs was on full display and the sunlight hit them just right.”

He reached the end of the pool, disappearing behind the waterfall. There was an era behind it where one can sit on a natural stone and overlook the pool. You swim to it.

“Fine, you got me. That still doesn’t give you guys the right to be like that.”

Jungkook laughs, throwing his head back as he spreads on the stone cockily. When he sits like this, with his legs spread and his muscular arms open, he looks so masculine and sexy. You just wanna fucking sit on him.

“Tell yourself that.”

“Tell yourself what?” Yoongi dives up next to you, keeping his distance so you wouldn’t kick each other as you swam.

“___ is complaining because we teased her.”

“Yeah, not happening. You lost the right to complain when you undressed like that”, Yoongi says.

“Wow, I’m surrounded by horndogs.”

Yoongi chuckles, “not horndogs. Ripper, we’ve got the tendency to have a short fuse”, he flirts, flickering his eyes red in sync with Jungkook showing off his fangs in a lopsided smirk and a little growl.

“Jesus”, you let out, diving under the water so they wouldn’t see the utter flusteredness they make you feel. You hear their laughter above water. It reaches your ears distorted. 

Once you dive up again, Yoongi is sitting next to Jungkook, spread out just as masculine and sexy. They are ravishing you with their eyes, genuinely making you feel giddy.

“We left you a seat between us, princess”, Yoongi says.

“Join us, babygirl”, Jungkook adds, patting the stone where your back will rest.

“Shut up”, you mumble and claim the spot between them. You have one arm of Yoongi’s and one of Jungkook’s behind you. One thigh of each of them touches your legs. You squirm a little, heart racing in your chest.

“You’re so cute”, Jungkook chuckles deeply, relaxing back with his head falling against the stone.

“Mhm, the fucking cutest”, Yoongi agrees in an amused purr, mirroring his position with closed eyes.

Their pointer fingers rub your shoulders mindlessly, making you shiver.

“Whatever”, you mumble, trying your hardest to relax. It is really difficult at first, but gets easier when time passes and they limit their touches to the soft caresses of your shoulders. It is perfect and addicting to be together. You can flirt and tease each other, follow it up with moments of relaxation and both states will be as addicting as the other.

The flirting lasted the perfect amount of time, making the relaxation which follows all the more wonderful.

Like this, you cool off, sheltering from the bright sun. You stay in the water until your teeth begin to clatter. Yoongi and Jungkook could stay longer, because their temperature regulation works differently.

“I’m gonna go, I’m chilly”, you tell them.

“I’ll join you”, Yoongi says, pushing himself off the stone.

“Wait for me”, Jungkook joins as well.

He leaves the pool first, waiting by the stairs for you so he could hold your hand.

“Well, thank you”, you say.

“Anything for you”, he says, giving your hand a kiss when you are outside.

Yoongi places a towel over your shoulders.

“Oh? Wow, thanks”, you chuckle.

“Of course, princess”, he says softly, kissing your shoulder before he takes a step back and hands Jungkook his towel.

“No thanks, I need to take advantage of the water on my skin. It’s so cooling.”

“Alright, I’ll take it”, Yoongi says and wraps the towel around his torso instead.

Jungkook rests his weight on one foot, making his hip stick out naturally, and runs his hands through his hair.

“What did you get at the bazaar?” he asks.

“Many things. Lots of snacks for you.”

“Nice, snacks.”

“And jewellery and clothes for me.”

“Oh nice, can I see?”

“Yes of course.”

“She’s beautiful in all of them”, Yoongi says, walking back inside. You can still converse because only curtains separate you from the courtyard and the living room.

“I can imagine”, Jungkook agrees, following him inside.

“You guys are so sweet”, you say, right behind them.

“Did you get something too, hyungie?”

“Just ingredients for dinner.”

“That doesn’t count. Did you get a treat too?”

“The only treat I need is to spoil you two. Excuse me for a moment, I need to change and put the groceries in the fridge. Fuck, I hope the heat didn’t spoil them”, he says and disappears in the inner area of the mansion.

“I think he has a kink for spoiling us”, you say, sinking into the comfortable floor pillows.

Jungkook lies down next to you on his side and with his head supported by his propped up arm. You feed him a grape and eat one yourself.

“I think so too”, he agrees.

“What do you think of it?”

You feed him another grape, enjoying one yourself. He chews and swallows it before he answers you.

“You want my honesty?”

“Yeah.”

“I think we should play into it.”

You scoff, “what do you mean?”

Jungkook looks over his shoulder to make sure that Yoongi isn’t listening in. He sits up and closes the distance, whispering sweetly against your neck.

“He’s a tease and he knows it. He buys us all this stuff…” He dances his fingers over your thigh. “…takes us on these expensive trips…” His hand disappears under your towel. “…feeds us the highest quality food…” He moves his fingers through your folds.

“Kook”, you gasp, chasing him instantly but he pulls back and licks his fingers in his flirtatious attempt to showcase the high quality food he gets to eat because of Yoongi. You moan softly, gazing at his lips.

Jungkook purrs and slips his fingers free, dancing them on your thigh again. You are face to face, so close to kiss.

“I think we should do something for him. Show him that we’re grateful.”

“And you had to tell me your plan like this, because?” you get out.

His lips curl into a flirty grin, his eyes lower playfully. He shrugs his shoulders, scrunching his nose.

“You’re worse than Yoongi”, you mumble, looking away because otherwise you might get lost in his eyes forever.

Jungkook chuckles and kisses your shoulder before he rolls away from you and stands up. He struts to the shopping bags confidently and bends down to rummage through them. You roll onto your stomach, watching him. When he bends down like this, every inch of him looks delicious, but your eyes are naturally lingering on his muscular thighs and sculpted butt. He is already completely dry by now, except for his hair. Shit, you could eat him up. He is so handsome. To think that he is yours.

“Wow, the stuff you got is so pretty.”

“Right? Do you wanna see it on?”

“Just a few things.”

“Okay?”

Jungkook stands up with a few things in his hands, strutting back to you.

“Kook, did you get the bikini?”

“Just the panties.”

He hands them to you. He squats down, looking down at you with darkened eyes. Your crane your neck, gulping. He is so big, so muscular and his cock…it’s just there, so ready to be devoured. Still soft and relaxed, tempting you to work it until he is hard. 

“Put them on, baby”, he tells you in a rasp. 

“What?” you get out, looking into his eyes.

“The panties. Put them on.” 

“Oh. Okay”, you can only whisper, scrambling to your feet as quickly as possible. Ever since Jungkook has control over his instincts, he has become the biggest and sexiest flirt ever. Sometimes being in the same room as him and Yoongi is like torture. “Fuck, I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

You put them on just as Jungkook slips into his own small, oh so tight briefs. They hold his cock in place in such a mouthwatering way. Once dressed, he reveals his open palm to you and the jewellery he has in it. He is sitting again. You sit down as well.

“May I?”

“Yeah.”

He climbs behind you, kneeling. He touches you with his empty hand, kissing your shoulder as he feels you up all the way from your hip to your chest. You arch into his touch, hoping that he will take these last few inches and touch your nipple.

But the touch never comes. Instead, he guides it to your back and pulls away so he could place the necklace around you. It sits perfectly between your tits, accentuating the curves of them. Jungkook traces it, claiming your neck in a kiss in sync with his fingers pinching your nipple.

“Shit, ah”, you let out, shuddering as a bolt of pleasure shoots through.

He doesn’t let the touch linger for long, crawling to the front and kneeling right between your legs. He presents a second necklace to you, pleading you with puppy eyes.

“Please?”

“You’re so hot”, you get out and rip it out of his hand, getting on your knees as well so you can place it around his neck. 

He rolls his head back, closing his eyes. You can’t resist. The necklace is on his body, but you can’t stay back. You connect your tongue with his abs and drag it all the way up to his neck. You make sure to include his nipple and end it by tugging on the piercings on his ear with your teeth. Your fingers are spread on his pecs, thumbs rubbing his nipples. 

“Fuck, baby”, he purrs, grabbing your hips possessively. Your skins collide in a naked, loud slap.

“Mine”, you rasp, putting distance between your bodies. He should feel how it is to be teased. 

He looks at you, eyes hazy and head tilted to the side in an almost predatory way. As if he was a hunter waiting for its prey to make the wrong move. You practically fuck him with your eyes, entire body tense from holding back.

“Ah crap! My bracelet”, Yoongi curses loudly somewhere in the mansion, ripping you and Jungkook out of your trance.

You and he blink your eyes.

“So uhm, what were we doing exactly?” Jungkook asks, breaking some of the tension this way. 

You laugh, he reciprocates. 

“I think we were trying to show Yoongi our gratitude.” 

“Yeah right. Fuck ___, I might need to bend you over tonight. If you let me.”

“Ever since you are spending more time with Tae, you are saying the worst things for my mental health.”

Jungkook laughs deeply, “Tae’s shocked just as much as you. You should stop underestimating me. I know what I’m saying.”

“Kook, please.”

He chuckles and stands up, offering you his hand. 

“Come, let’s find Yoongi.”

You take it gladly, letting him pull you to your feet.

He claims you for just a second. Arm around your waist and hand on your ass, he leans down to kiss your neck sensually. You sigh, leaning into him with your hands on his chest. He flexes it just for you.

“Mine”, he purrs, squeezing your butt. 

You swear that your knees actually buckle. He steps back and takes your hand.

“Now seriously, let’s find Yoongi.” 

“What’s your plan anyway?” you ask, trying to follow as best as possible. He’s got you a little wobbly.

Jungkook tells you his plan as you look for Yoongi and needless to say, it leaves you dizzy.

You find Yoongi in the bedroom. His back is turned to you as he is busy sorting through his jewellery collection.

“Yoongi bear?” 

He lifts his head. 

“Yes, babygirl?” he acknowledges you, turning. His face falls, his eyes widen. “What the fuck?”

You and Jungkook close the distance in sensual steps. Yoongi is lost for words, eyes switching between your barely clothed body and Jungkook’s equally as bared body. 

“We’ve been thinking. You’re always treating us so well, but we’ve never really shown you how grateful we actually are.”

You stand before Yoongi while Jungkook rounds him. He snakes his arms around him, lips claiming his neck and hands tracing his clothed stomach. 

One might think that Yoongi would be tense at first, but that is not the case. Yoongi rolls his head to the side and closes his eyes halfway. They lower even more when you touch his chest.

“Can we show you how grateful we are?” 

“You don’t gotta show me. I do it gladly”, he rasps.

“I know. You’ve got a kink for it, don’t you?”

He tenses up, grabbing your wrists. Bingo. You smirk, Jungkook smiles against Yoongi’s neck. 

“We’ve got a kink for it too. Look at the diamonds on our skin. We dressed each other.”

“You did?” Yoongi rasps, breathing heavily. His grip on your wrists falters. 

“We did and it made us so needy. You treat us so well, Yoongi love.” You giggle as you think of your next words, speaking them with a flirty sparkle in your eyes, “thank you for treating us so well, Daddy love.”

“Babies”, Yoongi moans, eyes rolling back sensually and body melting into Jungkook. “Fuck, don’t call me that.” 

You exchange a triumphant look with the latter, holding hands for a brief second. You got Yoongi under your spell. Now all that is left to do is make him feel good. Not just emotionally but physically too. 

“Wanna get somewhere more comfortable?” Jungkook suggests, rasping the words against Yoongi’s ear.

“Whatever you want, babyboy”, Yoongi speaks in his Domspace voice. It’s one of his sexiest voices. 

“Let’s go to bed, yeah?”

“Yeah okay, babyboy.” 

Yoongi lets you and Jungkook lie him down in bed. The three of you have been sharing it ever since you came here. Yoongi gave each of you your own bedroom, but he forgot that he is basically dating two catch weeds of people who are stuck to him as much as possible. Not that he minds. He made sure the beds were big enough for three. 

He lies down in the very middle of it, eyes switching between your face and Jungkook’s. You and he are kneeling on all fours, looking down at him. The necklaces are tangling, your tits look so sexy like this and Jungkook’s pecs look huge. Yoongi doesn’t think about labels, he doesn’t define himself as a sexuality, but he knows whatever he is, it’s this right here. Pretty girl tits and muscular boy tits. That’s his sexuality. You and Jungkook with your pretty tits and expensive necklaces around your necks. 

“Thank you for treating us so well”, you say and lower your lips to his neck. 

Yoongi purrs, rolling his head to the side. A necklace traces the side of his face while your soft lips worship his neck. He opens his eyes, coming face to face with Jungkook’s pecs as the latter guides the necklace over Yoongi’s features. He shivers, letting out a breathy sigh as his long fingers close around a bundle of the sheets.

“Is this nice?” Jungkook asks, tracing Yoongi’s cheek.

“Yeah”, Yoongi croaks, tilting his head and parting his lips. 

“I feel so handsome with the jewellery you buy us. You treat us so well.”

“So well, so fucking well”, you agree, lips nibbling on his most sensitive spot. 

Yoongi moans softly, eyes going hazy. He knew that he was feeling a certain itch ever since the morning, but didn’t think he needed it scratched so fucking bad. You and Jungkook might joke around with him a lot, but you’ve got one thing right. Yoongi has the biggest kink for spending money on you. The bigger the purchase, the better. The wider your smiles, the deeper the satisfaction. The brighter the sparkle in your eyes, the hotter burns the fire in his stomach. 

Yoongi has been burning ever since he took you on this insanely expensive trip and fulfilled your every wish. Waking up this morning to the sounds of you and Jungkook having breakfast in the courtyard, chatting about how much you loved this trip almost made Yoongi want to jerk off to your conversation. But he held back, forced his cock to stay soft and joined you, acting as if everything was alright. 

He can’t hold back anymore. You and Jungkook smell like the expensive scents he got you, the sounds of the necklaces moving are in his ears and your words are paradise. He can’t hold back anymore. 

“Fuck, you feel so good”, he gets out, arching his back once.

“Yoongi…” you mewl, teeth nibbling on his pierced ear. He’s got a thing for that. 

Jungkook guides the necklace down to Yoongi’s jawline, tracing the curve of it. Goosebumps follow in its wake. Yoongi is hazy.

He ogles Jungkook’s nipples hungrily. The latter understands instantly, scooting closer so Yoongi could lick him. 

“Babyboy”, Yoongi croaks, claiming what is his. 

“Ah, yes”, Jungkook moans, dropping his head to the front. 

You lift your lips from Yoongi’s ear, wanting to check what was happening. Yoongi uses the freedom to put his arm around Jungkook and pull him closer. His lips close around his nipple, sucking eagerly. 

“Oh god”, Jungkook croaks, scrunching his face. 

“You two are so sexy”, you get out and sit up. You can’t reach Yoongi’s neck like this, but that is okay. He has a body to explore instead. 

You put your hands on his torso, guiding your touch over his stomach. He follows it with an arch and a deep purr in his chest. He changes nipples with Jungkook, pressing out a raspy “fuck.” 

You learned that Yoongi likes it when you touch him over his clothes. His skin is sensitive enough for it. When you or Jungkook run your skilled hands over his clothed body, Yoongi is a goner. Today it is especially bad. He is shivering like crazy, soaking up the sensations greedily. Your hands are so hot in temperature, he is fucking burning up. 

“You’re so strong, my love. God Kook, isn’t he just perfect? He’s treating us so well and he’s strong so he can protect us.” 

“Yeah, so strong”, Jungkook agrees in a breathy sigh, face glowing in pleasure. His voice is just a little submissive. You tingle because of it. Look at him getting subby because Yoongi is sucking his nipples. Granted, you know how sensitive his nipples are, so you aren’t particularly surprised. 

“Our strong, perfect Yoongi”, you purr, slipping your fingers to Yoongi’s nipples. The latter arches into your touch, lips slipping from Jungkook’s swollen nipple because his head rolls to the front as he gasps in surprise.

Jungkook feels edged, needing a few deep breaths to collect himself again. Once he does, his eyes instantly flit to your hands, wanting to see what makes Yoongi react like this. 

You are pinching and rolling his nipples over the shirt. Hungry eyes gazing at his sculpted chest.

“Fuck, babygirl”, Yoongi gets out breathily. 

“Does that feel good to you?”

“Yeah…”

Jungkook scoots closer and lowers his head. You let him, watching in delight as he wraps his mouth around Yoongi’s nipple, clothing and all. 

“Kook”, Yoongi moans, grabbing a bundle of his damp hair. “Shit, that’s…ahm fuck…”

Jungkook mewls around him, sucking and licking eagerly. His thighs rub together needily, searching for any kind of relief.

“Fuck…Kook…”

You can’t do this. You have to join. You lower your lips to his other nipple, taking it inside, clothing and all. 

Yoongi arches his back, grabbing a bundle of your damp hair as well. He growls, but ends it in a soft whimper, back dropping again and hips rolling against nothing. 

Yoongi had an itch this morning, which he didn’t know he needed scratched so bad. That much he was aware of. But he wasn’t aware of how much he needed that scratch to be attention. Of course a quick, rough jerk off session could have done the job just fine, but fuck, this is so much better. The sensations are insane, the play with temperatures is leaving him dizzy. Your mouths are so wet and hot, leaving his shirt soaked and whenever you pull back for air the wet spot cools down. Sometimes you even help with it by blowing on it, forcing his body to shudder and his nipples to swell.

You tap Jungkook’s shoulder. Yoongi is too far gone to notice, eyes closed and lips parted in breathy moans. 

“Hm?” Jungkook lets out, lifting his eyes to look at you. 

You demonstrate what you were doing and how Yoongi reacts in shivers. Jungkook understands instantly, doing what you did. He blows on Yoongi’s soaked shirt and you do the same. Yoongi arches his back, hands slipping from your hair to instead grab your butts. 

“Babies, you…urgh fuck.” 

“That’s nice isn’t it?”

“So fucking nice”, Yoongi sighs, following it with a purr when you and Jungkook take his swollen nipples back into your warm mouths. You suck on it, while Jungkook licks. The play with different sensations makes Yoongi scrunch his nose in bliss. Your hands on his stomach do the rest. You are so eager in exploring him. Yoongi feels alive. 

It took him a lot of time to built trust with you and Jungkook. It wasn’t your faults, but his own. He has issues with touch, that much has been clear since the very start. You and Jungkook worked around it at first and slowly, oh so slowly, made him comfortable. These days, Yoongi couldn’t imagine any other reality. To feel your touch, to experience every sensation and change of temperature is what he lives for when he is with you and Jungkook. 

“Can I have more?” he asks raspily. 

You and Jungkook lift your heads, exchanging a look. You are sharing the same thought. Yoongi is so hot.

“More?” You scoot up and lay down on your side, draping your arm over his chest. “What are you thinking? Mhm?” 

Yoongi is lost in your eyes, hazy and foggy and so turned on. 

“Touch my cock.” 

“Fuck, you’re hot.”

“I can’t help it. I’m….” He lowers his eyes shyly. “...I’m horny.”

“Mhm good” you say, biting his neck gently before sitting up. Jungkook mirrors your position, waiting with a tingly chest for you to pull Yoongi’s pants down. You make sure to take the briefs as well.

Yoongi’s swollen cock springs free instantly, leaking on his shirt. 

“Urgh fuck”, he gets out through gritted teeth, writhing on the sheets.

“You’re so hard”, Jungkook moans, eyes widening in hunger. 

“You drive me insane.”

“We do?” 

“Yeah, every fucking second. Shit, I’m so into spending money on you”, Yoongi finally confesses, almost whimpering the words. “It turns me on so much.”

“Oh Yoongi”, you say, wrapping your hand around his cock to pump it slowly.

“___ baby”, Yoongi moans loudly, throwing his head back and gripping the sheets.

“Is that doing something for you?” 

“Yeah, holy fuck.” 

“You’ve got the sexiest cock. Remember all the times he made us cum on it, Kookie?”

“I do, yeah”, Jungkook gets out, gulping hungrily. 

“Remember, Yoongi?”

“Fuck just…touch me, stop teasing, you temptress”, he gets out in a hiss. He means no harm in it. He just gets too sensitive when you talk about how good he treats you in bed because his kink for showering his two babies in anything you want goes deeper than just material goods. He wants to see you satisfied in every aspect of your lives. That includes the bedroom. 

You giggle, fluttering your lashes at him. You slip your hand to his base, signalling Jungkook to take over as well. He wraps his hand around Yoongi’s tip, pumping it in a smooth rhythm. 

“Fuck, that’s….” Yoongi resorts to moaning and kicking the mattress, fingers tugging on the sheets. There are no words to describe the amount of pleasure he feels. It infects his entire body, feeling strongest in his cock and his legs. 

Your hand is playing with his balls while Jungkook is working his cock. There is no difference between the softness of your palms but there is in strength. Jungkook is touching him with so much pressure while you handle his balls so carefully. Jungkook is rough, you are tender. Yoongi loves every second of it. 

“Hyungie, you’re leaking”, Jungkook says, picking up the translucent droplets to spread them.

“He is? Wow, yes. Look at it. Do you like it that much, love?” you coo, squeezing his balls gently. 

“Stop talking please”, Yoongi begs, cock throbbing in Jungkook’s hand and leaking all over his fingers. 

You chuckle, exchanging a playful look with Jungkook. It is so fun to work up Yoongi. You know how high he currently feels. His head is definitely pounding and each second feels like too much. He is so into this. You and Jungkook feel so proud of it.

“More Kookie. We should give him more.” 

“You’re right. He deserves to feel as good as he always makes us feel.” 

Jungkook wraps his other hand around Yoongi’s heavy cock, jerking off him like this. You slide your other hand to his nipple, playing with it over his shirt. The fabric is still wet, sticking to his chest. The touch is so easy like this. 

Yoongi yelps out an ecstatic “ah!” and lifts his hips off the sheets. Throaty but pitched mewls follow, his hips just kind of stay in the air as he chases Jungkook’s two handed touch. 

His balls tighten in your hand. You squeeze down on them, thumb rubbing circles with just enough pressure to send hot pleasure down his legs and up his cock. Jungkook times it with skilled touches. He keeps his right hand around his tip, circling it slowly while he pumps his left hand around his shaft vigorously. 

“I’m cumming”, Yoongi gets out, following it with a desperate growl. 

“Don’t hold back”, you encourage him, pinching his nipple.

“Please cum for us”, Jungkook says, massaging his tip.

“Babies!” Yoongi yelps, breaking in your hands a second later. He shoots his white cream up his own chest, ruining his shirt with it. His moans are deep and drawn out, you and Jungkook moan with him, doing your very best to give him the best fucking orgasm he had in a long time. 

And oh how successful you are, how Yoongi is shaking and trembling. The itch is finally scratched and fuck it hits so goddamn hard, Yoongi swears that he can see new colours behind his closed lids. 

The comedown is electric. You and Jungkook are so eager, overstimulating Yoongi to the point he laughs panickedly, fingers grabbing your hands.

“Stop it, enough.” 

“Sorry, we just love to touch you so much”, you say, releasing him of his torture. You lie down beside him, kissing his heated neck while your fingers play with the cum on his chest.

Jungkook lies down on the other side of Yoongi, playing with the cum on his stomach and sucking on his neck slowly. 

Yoongi enjoys the affection with closed eyes and his hands running along your hips and butts. His palms are sweaty from keeping them clenched around the sheets for so long. His heavy rings feel rough on your skin in comparison to his soft palms. 

“How was that?” you ask him, chasing his touch in slow rolls of your hips.

“Better than anything”, Yoongi lulls his words as if he was drunk.

“Did you like it?” Jungkook asks.

“So fucking much.” 

You and Jungkook giggle, snuggling closer. Yoongi smiles fondly, soaking up the sound. He is so happy when he is with you and Jungkook. There is no other life for him. Only what he has with you and him. 

“Can I just fucking ask what kinda devils possessed you to do that to me?” 

“Does there have to be a reason for us to wanna make you cum?” 

“I guess not.”

“Mhm, correct”, you nibble on his ear playfully, “but if you really wanna know. It’s because we wanna thank you for treating us to all of these nice things.”

“It makes me happy.”

“Mhm and turns you on”, Jungkook adds, biting his jawline gently.

Yoongi gives his butt a warning spank, doing the same to you as well when you snicker mischievously. 

“And if it does?” he challenges.

“Nothing, we like it.” 

Yoongi chuckles, “fuck, you two. I’m done for. I wanted to start with dinner.”

“Dinner can wait. You’re getting cuddled”, Jungkook says, slipping his hand under Yoongi’s shirt to feel up his stomach.

“In this heat? Are you surviving that, bun?” 

“We can take a swim later.”

“Right and tease ___ again.”

“Right, we could.”

"Hey, not cool. Don’t gang up on me.”

Yoongi and Jungkook chuckle. You join them a second later, snuggling into Yoongi. Yoongi sighs happily, pulling you and Jungkook closer. He relaxes his body, melting even more when both you and Jungkook drape one leg over him. He is completely buried under you and Jungkook and it’s heaven to him. 

“Shit, you two. What would I do without you, mhm?”

“Mhhhm, probably not lie in Morocco with your stomach messy from an orgasm because of a super epic handjob.”

Yoongi scoffs in amusement, smiling to himself.

“Super epic handjob?”

“Yeah, obviously. We made you arch your back.”

Yoongi laughs, squeezing you and Jungkook.

“Yeah, I definitely wouldn’t do that.”

He isn’t a clingy person, but with his two loves he can’t get enough. This is truly heaven.