#yoonkook scenarios

[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.

[starbandit]

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? 

[greenxgloss]

Smut ➔ (M) Fluff ➔ (F) Angst ➔ (A)

Requests: CLOSED!!! I take requests for BTS, BIGBANG and STRAYKIDS

what i won't write: incest, pedophilia (age gaps where one is a minor), scat play, watersports, race play, omegaverse, age play, puppy play

BTS

Jungkook ➔ Sickly Sweet ➔ (F, A, M) 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

➔ Challengers ➔ (F, M, A) PT2 Summary: Tennis rivalry at HYBE turns into a slow-burning, tension-laced romance as Jungkook competes to win not just the game, but every last digit of Y/N’s phone number—and your heart. Themes: Rivals to lovers, Mutual pining, suggestive language, Slow burn, Sexual tension

Jhope

➔ Mona Lisa, Yeah I Need Ya ➔ (M) Summary: After a painful breakup, Y/N cautiously reenters the nightlife scene, where an unexpected encounter with the charming Hoseok awakens new desires and challenges her emotional boundaries. Themes: softdom!Hobi, PleasureDom!Hobi, Independent!Reader, Self-Possessed!Reader, Fem recieving oral and fingering, protected sex, alcohol consumption

RM

➔ A House Full of Strangers ➔ (A, F, M) Summary: When Namjoon visits his cousin in a quiet town, an unexpected friendship sparks between you. Over one summer, it deepens—until timing, and a new relationship, drives a quiet wedge between you. Years later, fate brings you back together during a stormy night in the city, where unspoken feelings and unresolved tension finally resurface. Themes: Protected sex, emotional tension, past heartbreak, pining, slight (very very slight) jealousy, brief emotional distancing and unresolved conflict

(Yoongi Masterlist)

BIGBANG

(Jiyong Masterlist)

STRAYKIDS

MONSTA X

I.M ➔ Nothing Rushed ➔ (F, M)

➽ Buy Me a Coffee Through Ko-fi

[veeparkersstuff]

"We are not hung up on winning or losing, so if it'll be troublesome for you guys to lose...how about we throw the game for you?"- Kei Tsukishima🖤

🖤🏐BTS as Haikyuu's Characters according to ChatGPT🏐🖤

(Like or reblog, don't repost pls👓)

[koreanthrillerenjoyer]

just fucking finished ep 12 of begins youth, first off im emotionally unavailable for however long til ss2, second every mf on here thats saying but what if theres no ss2 needs to rewatch it cuz bro they CLEARLY indicated a ss2 they didnt leave an open ending NOR a closed ending they abssolutly left so many questions open and casually created so much more depth in the last few minutes so like YES ss2.

i also want to shout out to every hyyh yoonkook ( jeha and cein) lover cuz WERE SO FUCKING DEPRESSED RN, LIKE IF U KNOW A HYYH YOONKOOK LOVER GO HUG THEM RN, srsly do it.

also last thing on this smaller rant since i wil post full post reacions of it aswel, they did not rly have the fucking audacity to legit put the amygdala incident in this series?????!!!!! like why is no one talking about this? like i dont mean this in a how dear they but like in an omg did they just- if u dont know what i mean im talking about min yoongis shoulder incident wich happend long long ago when he was doing a delivery job on a motor cycle in the rain and got into an accident with a car and didnt tell annyone for like YEARS like im talking 8+ years if im correct, he had shoulder pain the intire time but like they made this EXACT scenario happen to dogeon in the last ep!!!!!

like what??????

??????

[kookieswan]

MC tells jungkook that yoongi hasn’t been sleeping well.

jungkook goes home and comes to his fridge where one of yoongi’s painting is on the door.

it’s disturbing when he really thinks about it cuz it’s supposed to be a depiction of a real rampage he went on: there’s a pile of bodies with x’s for eyes but off to the side is a doodle yoongi monster and doodle jk smiling (all his drawings are child like😭)

jungkook gets the bright idea to get on his computer and search for one of those businesses that turn children’s drawing into stuffed animals

he uploads the picture and says he wants both doodle kookie and monster yoongi

a few days later he gets a email saying they’re going to have to decline and they give him a hotline number for child abuse and mental health

and at first he gets pissed then picks up the pic again is like “yeah~ 😬 thats bad……. but yoongi made it🥺”

so what doesn’t jungkook decide to do?

he learns crochet OBVIOUSLY🙄

but after a few attempts with videos he’s over it.

now he’s on a etsy like website or on twitter looking for gore artists with niche commissions like clay, felt, or crocheted dolls😭

he finds this local chick and she so down and is super into the shit

when he goes to pick them up, she asks how he got the idea? is he working on an independent film, analog horror or art exhibit about children who see evil shit?

he’s like no🫤

then she turns around to box them and she starts going on a tangent about how when she thought about it, it’s almost like some other life form with minimal intelligence drew it. like if a psychiatrist was using them to understand it. she says it’s obvious that it likes the janitor😭

this makes jungkook so nervous until he catches the low intelligence part. he’s not even concerned by the janitor part because he’d happily clean up anything yoongi did

he gets passive aggressive and is like “thanks i gotta go.”

she left wondering what she said to piss him off.

at home he’s sleep with them for his scent to get on them🥺

when he gets back to work he gives them to MC since she’s the only one who could probably give yoongi the plushies under the guise of it being important to her work

she would peek and just smile really hard before closing it

during session she’d give them to yoongi who would be very excited on the inside. he’d try not be outwardly expressive cuz you already know jin is looking at him a kind of tenderness cuz he admires yoonkook

and the rest is history because MC would find yoongi cuddling with them. he’d always keep them clean of blood not to ruin their scent and he wouldn’t let anyone touch them except jungkook and MC to give to jungkook for a vacation to his home so they can replenish their kookie aroma😭

okay i’m done for real (unless may brain keeps thinking🌚)

…….. this is the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever read and so true. Plym I’m blown away but how well you get my characters it’s so lovely 🥹

The whole scenario is both hilarious and very very cute.

Jungkook hasn’t ever really given him anything because he’s worried it’ll be taken or held against them in some way. Maybe in the future though 👀👀👀

[misswoozi]

Can you tell us more about your Tae/JK/Yoongi hc, please? -xoxo, 🦒 anon

I can indeed! It's a very longstanding headcanon (seriously,,, several years old lmao) I've always shipped Taekook, Taegi AND Yoonkook so the idea of a stoner FWB threesome just came naturally??

I always saw Taehyung buying them all their own 1g cart (he prefers flower but the smell of smoke gets stuck in his apartment and he hates it) and they make a plan to just sit in his living room, smoke, watch movies and order takeout. It's just stoner bros being stoner bros... but the weed his Jungkook AND Taehyung like a truck and they go from giggly and mellow to horny as fuck really quickly.

This is a trio that's really comfortable together and really open with this kind of shit and Jungkook is quite literally the KING of subs. If he sees Taehyung is shifting in his seat and straining against his (expensive, designer) pajama pants, he'd be MORE than happy to make his way across the couch to suck him off.

Yoongi is the most mellow and he's a bit of a voyeur so he'd be watching, smoking. (Taehyung notices this, of course, and he's a bit of an exhibitionist so he fucking loves it.) When (dom!)Taehyung finishes, he suggests that Jungkook take care of Yoongi and that's exactly what Jungkook does -- and it results in him riding Yoongi.

It's maybe the most compatible threesome in K-Pop lmao these three click SO well and they fit into all kinds of scenarios and situations. But in honor of (belated) 4/20, THIS is my one true Taekookgi scenario!

[99liners]

08 | dreaded neighbours — pjm;

profiles | chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five | chapter six | chapter seven | chapter eight (you’re here) | chapter nine | chapter ten

pairings: park jimin x reader, kim namjoon x aria (oc), min yoongi x jeon jeongguk (yoonkook)

extra characters: wong xuxi (lucas)

au: arranged marriage!au, domestic!au, age gap!au (7 years)

genre: smut, angst!!, fluff. 

warnings: jealous rough sex, dom!jimin, dirty talk, doggystyle, creampie.

words: 4.450

synopsis: a shy human resources manager gets arranged married (courtesy of parents) to an equally shy to-be astrophysicist and they both enter into the realm of married life. living with each other didn’t actually seem to be the problem, instead it was adjusting to the new environment, the new people around without their friends that made it awkward and slowed the process down.

seeing jimin sleep, you quietly walked to the washroom and freshened up. you kept thinking about what to tell him as you stared at yourself in the mirror above the wash basin. he did warn you, nay, he kept telling you that he does not like that man. you kept thinking that no one would knowingly hit on a married woman, right? but now you clearly know and feel why jimin disliked the man in question so much.

also, the fact that baekhyun was so unusually close to you and breathed down your neck really made you uncomfortable, the bad kind of uncomfortable and then he had the balls to hit on you in front of jimin.

sighing, you turned off the lights and walked to the bed. after putting yourself under the covers, you faced jimin. he looked really peaceful. you slowly extended your hand and gently pulled his hand on your waist.

jimin, who was very much awake, slid down his hand to the space between you two.

biting your lip, you turned your back to him and went to sleep.

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the next morning you woke up a little after seven o’clock. you had made an appointment with the florist, for jeongguk’s wedding, who owned one of the famous flower shops in seoul so he was always busy and hence, your appointment was made at nine o’clock. after checking the notifications on your phone, you sat up and saw that jimin was still sleeping. his body was lying close to you, his body heat emanating to you from under the covers.

you freshened up, putting on a fresh pair of clothes and walked out to find yoongi sitting on the sofa - he was on a phone call. you offered him a small wave of the hand and mouthed a ‘good morning’. yoongi offered back a warm smile before returning to his call.

you walked to the kitchen and made breakfast which was a very unusual thing for you to do. usually jimin and you just had cereal or ate whatever (that is why you always insist on keeping the fridge full) you could get your hands on before leaving for your respective work places.

but as yoongi had come over, and he was getting married to your best friend. that surely availed some benefits, right? you quickly made some pancakes and after eating about two of them, you kept the rest on the table top along with some vanilla bourbon caramel sauce. noticing that it was already eight-thirty so you grabbed your bag and headed out.

“you’re leaving already?” yoongi asked as he walked to have his breakfast.

“yeah, i’ve an appointment with the florist for your wedding and then i’ve lectures from ten.”

yoongi nodded as he poured some of the caramel sauce on one of the pancakes, “okay, take care.”

you smiled and headed out, closing the door behind him. it was odd, of all this month and a half that you have lived with jimin - he never saw you off when you left for your classes. at first you had classes from seven o’clock so you always left before jimin for work. and then last week you started your second semester and now your classes start at ten o’clock. jimin leaves home by nine-thirty, so your schedules do not really clash. it felt odd to have someone see you off like yoongi did. it did feel nice though.

also, now that you think of it, this was probably the first time that you left before jimin and did not write a note for him and stick it on his forehead, as has been your habit.

you stopped in your steps when that realization came and thought of heading back and writing him a small note. but decided against it and quietly descended the steps.

when you reached the end of stairs, you let a sigh and took out your cellphone to call up jeongguk and lucas.

after jeongguk confirmed that he is also on his way with lucas to the florist, you ordered a lyft and headed for the same.

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jimin woke up shortly and found his bed empty, his hand reached out and caressed your side of the bed gently. he heard his phone vibrate and checked the message - it was sungjae texting about a file. jimin sighed and went to the washroom to freshen up.

he came out to find yoongi sitting in the dining hall having pancakes, wait what? who made pancakes? he walked to yoongi.

“morning,” jimin croaked out in his morning voice.

“morning,” yoongi chimed munching on his second pancake.

“who made them?” jimin asked picking up one of the pancakes.

yoongi slapped his hand away, “that’s mine. there’s more in the kitchen. y/n made them.”

“oww,” jimin left the pancake alone, “oh,” he looked around for you. thinking that you might be in the kitchen, he walked inside the same but upon finding no one, he quietly brought over his plate out to the dining table.

jimin wanted to ask where you were but he did not want to seem like he was interested, he still was angry about what transpired last night.

“she went to her university like 10 minutes ago,” yoongi spoke up as he noticed jimin perplexed in his thoughts.

jimin nodded, eating his food, “okay. you want me to drop you at your work?”

“would be great,” yoongi agreed to which jimin wordlessly nodded and continued eating.

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you descended from the cab after paying and headed inside the shop.

jeongguk looked up as the bell over the door went off when you pushed open the door, “dude you’re late.”

“by fifteen minutes, chill,” you retorted and walked to them, “what’s with you?” you perked an eyebrow at lucas.

lucas who is usually all smiles and high energy looked so dull, “i’m sleepy.”

you rolled your eyes, “keep raging all night with stupid games.”

“hey! for your information, league of legends is not a stupid game,” lucas replied immediately.

“guys guys guys,” jeongguk started, “you’re forgetting why we’re here.”

“ugh, keep it in your pants, jeon. we all been knew that you just need to bone,” you turned to him.

“yeah, but your shy ass will never so you’re finally settling down so you can bone everyday,” lucas replied also looking at jeongguk and extended his hand which you high fived.

jeongguk narrowed his eyes at the two figures in front of him, “no wonder i hate both your asses.”

before either lucas or you could reply, the florist came to the counter from the staff room, so the trio decided to behave like normal human beings, than hormone-crazed teenagers.

“so, do you guys have anything in mind?” jihyun asked.

jeongguk looked at the guy, “umm..”

“no jihyun-ssi, please give us a second,” you replied.

lucas coughed in a teasing manner, “our pro.”

you punched his arm before walking to the flowers on display. your eyes kept lingering on the calla lilies - the flowers you had chosen for your wedding. 

“we’re not getting calla lilies,” jeongguk said as he came up behind you.

“yes, yes.. i know.”

“how about these?” lucas said as he pointed at a bunch of hydrangeas.

jeongguk shook his head, “no.. i want something neutral and like something that easily blends with the environment.”

jihyun spoke up, “in that case, i would suggest: white peonies, hoyas or gardenia thunbergia,” he said pointing at each type of the flowers he mentioned.

the three of you kept staring at each of those flowers.

jeongguk sighed, “no..”

after twenty minutes more of just browsing through all the flowers on display, jeongguk finally spoke up as he came across some lavenders and something flashed in his eyes, “how about these?”

you could tell from his voice that he was excited and smiled as you nodded, “of course bub. they’re very pretty.”

the florist came and took out a twig from the bunch, “we can do a sprig or two of lavender in your invitation suite to sweetly scent the paper—and your guests' homes,” jihyun continued, “for the bouquet we can do dainty sprigs of lavender to give the blooms an organic springtime feel. oh, and also we can do a rustic centerpiece with lavenders which will look lovely like its a relaxed alfresco affair.”

you grinned at jeongguk who had a huge grin plastered on his face too as he imagined it in his mind.

“do we have time to invite guests though?” lucas asked.

“no but we can always print out some invitations as a memory and give some to their parents and close friends,” you suggested.

jeongguk nodded, “yes. sounds amazing,” he turned to the florist, “we’ll do it.”

“amazing. when do i have to get them ready by?” jihyun asked.

“yeah... about that.. we need it by the day after tomorrow,” you said.

“what?” jihyun’s face lost it’s color, “you’re kidding me right. i can’t get it all ready by sunday!”

“please. we’ll pay extra,” lucas suggested.

“it’s not about the money..’ jihyun hesitated.

“it’s for pd min’s wedding,” you spoke up. 

“really?” jihyun almost shrieked. min yoongi, the min pd-nim who has made and produced over three hundred songs by now and many of them still charting on the melon and hanteo charts. 

“don’t worry. i’ll do a good job and get them done!” jihyun asserted, “can.. i by any chance get his autograph?”

lucas nodded keeping his hand on jihyun’s shoulder, “of course buddy, leave it to me.” (as if he ever has even talked to yoongi)

jihyun nodded and took down the order and went to make a receipt.

“naive fanboys,” you shook your head.

“guys, you can’t do this again. we can’t use his name like this,” jeongguk stated sternly.

“bro, it’s for his wedding itself!” you defended yourself and lucas chimed in too.

jihyun scurried back to you three with the receipt and advanced it to jeongguk, holding it with both of his hands, with all due respect.

jeongguk chuckled nervously and took the receipt, “thank you.”

“i believe we’re done here,” you spoke up checking your watch, “i have a class to catch.”

“cool, i’ll catch up with you later?” lucas replied.

“yeah, done.”

and with that, you parted ways with them and headed to your university.

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jimin just got off the call with one of their recruiting officers when he noticed an incoming message. it was from yoongi.

| yoongs hyung: we’ve to go for card selection

| yoongs hyung: tonight

although jimin was fairly busy but he could not deny his hyung, especially when the other is getting married.

| jiminie: i’ll pick you up from your workplace

| yoongs hyung: no

| yoongs hyung: directly come to your place

| jiminie: done~ 5pm

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by the time jimin was finished with work, it was already seven in the evening. he meant to be done by five and leave but failed to notice the time passing by too fast. he drove back home and found both yoongi and you on the couch watching television. some daily kdrama was on-air.

“i’m so sorry hyung, i’m late.”

yoongi looked back, “no it’s fine, let’s go. i’ve to work on the new song so you can drop me to my studio after this and i’ll sleep there.”

“are you sure? i can pick you up from your studio when you’ll be done.”

“no, i need to be there. helps me work faster.”

jimin nodded as yoongi got up. he had not said a word to you and you made it a task, too, to not look at him too as you kept your eyes glued to the screen.

“shall we, y/n?” yoongi asked, pocketing his phone.

you looked at him and nodded, “yeah.”

“i didn’t know she was coming too,” jimin said, he did not mean to sound rude but the way he put it, surely defeated that purpose. you looked at him disheartened at that.

“yeah. figured she’d be of more help since she’s also handling it from gguk’s end.”

jimin nodded, not daring to look at you. he knew he upset you but if at that moment he saw your upset face - he would not be able to stay angry.

“let’s go,” yoongi put on his shoes.

you quietly put on your shoes too and walked past your husband taking the stairs. jimin sighed, his index finger and thumb rubbing circles on his forehead to soothe the tension.

“you better fix things up tonight,” yoongi said before heading out too.

jimin sighed again and locked the door, following behind yoongi to his car. the car ride to the print shop was silent. all three of you quietly entered the shop as if you guys went to get custom funeral cards and not wedding cards.

“hi. how can i help you?” the woman at the reception started.

“we are here for the custom wedding cards. i called in the afternoon,” yoongi spoke up.

“yes, mr min. let me get mr kang for you.”

the lady walked inside and around five minutes later, came out a man.

“yes, how can i help you? are you here with your bride?” mr kang offered you and yoongi a smile.

you shook your head at once, “no. i’m his sister.”

“ah, i’m so sorry for assuming. you’re very pretty, actually,” mr kang offered as he unlocked his tablet to show the designs.

jimin rolled his eyes as he stood beside you, although he did not say anything but his aura certainly did, ‘that’s my wife, jerk. back off!’

mr kang proceeded to show various designs to yoongi. yoongi has never done this and honestly he felt so lost, he does not really care for these things but he did know how much memorable it would be to have a nice card for the wedding so he turned to you for help.

yoongi did not have to say a word as you stepped forward and looked at the designs.

“oppa, this is nice,” you suggested at a neutral minimal card which only had the names of the groom and bride on it and the wedding venue.

yoongi nodded, “yeah, actually it is nice.”

jimin smiled to himself as he watched you staring at the screen, your hand raising to your hair and pushing it back behind your ear but his smile turned upside down when he heard mr kang again.

“you’ve amazing choice, love,” mr kang smiled.

you chose to ignore the compliment and clicked on the minimal design, “on the envelope can we have like an aperture on the flap to stick in some flowers?”

mr kang nodded, “yes, of course.”

“cool. we done?” yoongi asked as his phone rang. mr kang noted down the order and after yoongi paid the advance, the three of you left the shop.

you almost had forgotten that jimin was also there with how silent he was. your husband dropped off yoongi at his studio before driving the pair of you back home. the entire time you thought of ways to confront him about his behavior so when you guys walked back to your apartment, you turned to him, meaning to have a talk with him.

“jimin, this isn’t fair,” you followed behind him as he walked to your shared bedroom after taking off his shoes.

you expected him to reply with words not a kiss. and that is when you realized that he turned back and kissed you. it was needy and powerful almost. it was almost in a whirlwind as you felt jimin pulling you to the bed. he moved you near the bed, not daring to break the kiss, his lips stuck to yours like glue, as his tongue sucked on yours relentlessly. 

he broke the kiss which left you gasping for air, his hands already undoing the buttons of your shirt. you let him, while you unbuttoned your jeans. jimin leaned down pealing off the jeans from your thighs. you eagerly stepped out of them and went to kiss him but he pushed you down on the bed.

“on your knees, ass out,” jimin commanded as he went to undo his own jeans.

you pouted a bit as he refused your kiss. 

jimin noticed and shook his head, “no. not being bratty tonight.”

you could feel a twinge in your heat at his words and did as he said and sat on your knees and palms, your ass exposed to the cold air.

jimin discarded his pants and blazer, his shirt following suit. you felt the mattress behind you dipping down as jimin hovered over your ass. he was rested his weight on either of his knees, his dominant hand stroking his dick as his other hand came down on your asscheeks.

“so juicy,” his hands traced the outline of your asscheecks, his nails grazing against your skin ever so slightly.

your body shuddered at the impact as you turned back at him. jimin drew circles over your clit with his thumb, he fingers smearing your natural lubrication. just as you eased into his touch, jimin’s hand came down roaring on your asscheek again. your knees shaking involuntarily in response.

“always so wet for my dick,” jimin mumbled as he inched closer towards your heat.

“mhm,” you hummed.

he lined his dick with your entrance after making sure you were lubricated enough and entered you swiftly, his hand latching onto your left shoulder.

you cried out in joy as he hit a new spot inside you, your back arched out as your walls adjusted to his invading length. jimin kept his hand on your back and pushed it back down, your spine now forming an s-line.

“they can flirt all they want, but can they make you feel this way?”

you shook your head but that was not enough an answer for jimin as he slid down his hand under you and massaged your clit and started pounding into you.

“no! no...they can’t. only y-you can, jimin!” your stuttered under the impact of his thrusts.

within a matter of a few moments you were a moaning mess under him as he pounded into you mercilessly, his length brushing against the deepest regions of your walls.

jimin slowed down, as he shifted his weight to his other knee and thrust deep inside. your head hit against the cushioned headboard at his thrust, your body moving forward. jimin got a hold of your waist and pulled you back onto him eliciting a deep groan from you and stilled inside you, the hilt of his length touching the outer walls of your clit.

“fuck,” you cursed out, as you felt the heat building up in your lower abdomen. jimin continued to deeply thrust and stilling inside. your walls were growing sensitive to the friction caused by his length.

jimin’s hand firmly held your shoulders as he quickened his pace, your back arched out again. one of jimin’s hands shifted to your back and pushed it down back again, pushing the back of your head onto the pillow.

the metal of his wedding ring was digging into the skin of your shoulder as he maintained his pace, soft grunts leaving his lips.

“i’m going to cum,” you mumbled.

jimin smirked as he leaned on top of you, his head now resting at the side of your head, leaving a trail of kisses along your hairline. his hand found its place back to your clit, as he inserted his finger in, “they can keep dreaming but no one can ever have you. ‘cause you’re mine.”

you were outright seething as your toes curled, the pressure, building at the base of your stomach, was becoming unbearable.

“you’ll only cum for me like the good girl you are. cum, baby,” jimin quickened his pace again, his thrusts were growing sporadic too, hinting at him nearing his orgasm too.

you felt yourself cumming at once, your walls clenching against his length. jimin stilled too, breathing heavily on top of you as he came inside you. 

you felt his seed spurting and smearing against your walls. once he had emptied himself inside you, he pulled out after a while and got off the bed. you let your hips rest down and felt his cum, mixed with yours, trickling down your inner thigh.

“you didn’t ask me this time if i’m on birth control?”

“because i expect you to be,” jimin’s voice was ragged, it lacked the usual charm and was monotonous, as if the activity which just transpired meant nothing.

you smirked to yourself and turned to face him when you heard the door of washroom closing. and it was like you felt your world crashing down. you sat up at once, grabbing some tissues to clean yourself as tears threatened to stream down your face.

you were not a weak person but you just could not understand why jimin was acting so unreasonably. it really rubbed off wrongly against you and you could not help but feel vulnerable.

after a while, he came out of the washroom, a towel loosely hanging around his hips. he looked like he had taken a quick shower. you composed yourself and turned to him, expecting him to say something, anything but he did not and went ahead to grab some sweats from the closet.

you could almost feel your heart aching and rushed to the washroom, the vapours of the hot water still in the air. you freshened up at once and after getting dressed in your pyjamas and a sweatshirt you walked out of the room.

you, at least, expected him to ask where you were going but you heard the familiar sound of his phone unlocking. angry, you put on your slippers and slammed the door behind you. once you were in the hallway, you checked your phone and noticed it was a little over eleven o’clock but to hell with it.

after gathering up the courage, you knocked on namjoon’s apartment and surprisingly it was namjoon who opened the door.

“were you sleeping? did i disturb you guys?” you started.

“no. of course not! come in,” namjoon smiled.

you smiled back as you walked in and looked around for aria.

namjoon noticed how out of sorts you looked, “hey, sit down.”

“can i please speak to unnie?” your glassy eyes turned to him, almost pleading.

namjoon nodded, “of course! come on sit down, i’ll get her.”

you sat down nodding.

you could feel your tears again when aria came out and smiled seeing you, “hey doll, ssup?”

the moment you saw her, you started crying.

“shit. what happened?” aria hurried to you, worried.

you shook your head but kept crying.

aria grabbed a bottle of water and sat down beside you, rubbing your back gently, “come on, girl. that’s enough, tell me,” she said softly, as she pushed your hair behind gently, her hand brushing it.

you really wanted to stop crying but you just could not, you probably were crying after a year or so. you did not even cry on your wedding day and today although you did not know exactly why you were crying but you just could not stop. now that you think of it all and how fast it happened, you found yourself crying harder, your cries turning to hiccups.

you were never given the time to process the news. you parents just came up to you one day and said you were getting married and then a week later you found a ring on your finger and a stranger in your bed. although you were on better and more intimate terms with jimin, but you just cannot get it out of your head that he was just a stranger like two months ago. you got to meet him twice in that one week leading to the wedding, both the times in the presence of both sets of parents so it was fruitless to try and have a conversation with him. 

“there, there,” aria chimed, her hand still brushing against your hair.

you wiped your tears with the back of your hands and grabbed the water bottle from her. after taking a sip, you finally turned to her, “he-he’s being mean.”

“aw,” aria chuckled, gently wiping your tears, “what happened?”

“nothing happened. he’s just being mean,” you mumbled, playing with your fingers.

“did he say something?”

you shook your head a ‘no’.

“then what happened?”

“he.. he uh, he thinks i let other guys flirt with me. i don’t, i swear! most of the time i’m actually oblivious to them.”

“that’s fine. did you tell him that?”

you shook your head again, “he won’t listen to me.”

“have you tried talking to him?”

you bit your lip as you found yourself shaking your head again.

“then you should talk to him. don’t you think?”

you nodded this time, staring at your feet.

“you’re an amazing girl, y/n. don’t let a small fight ruin what you guys took so much to build.”

“we didn’t exactly fight..” you trailed off.

“all the better. just talk to him, okay?”

you nodded licking your lips and felt the salty taste of your tears, “did i wake you up?”

“oh no, you didn’t at all. i was working.”

“i’m so sorry for disturbing,” you felt guilty for just barging in like that. at the moment you did not care but now it felt really embarrassing.

aria snickered, “it’s alright. i’m always here for you, now hop along you sensitive girl and talk to him.”

you nodded as you found yourself chuckling amidst your tear laced eyes.

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jeongguk was what one might refer to as a dreamer. part romantic, part idealist, either with his head in the clouds or buried in the sand. that bit was mostly dependent on who you asked, and what sort of mood they were in.

unless that person was yoongi. his opinion of jeongguk was quite clear. and quite loud.

“he’s just an oblivious kid, borderline delusional. there's nothing deep or profound about it.”

and he loved yoongi with his whole heart.

it’s still summer hyyh yoonkook au status: 90% finished

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Save Yourself by naktoms🧟‍♂️

Summary:

Yoongi is weighed down by obligation, expectation, and adoration

(It's lonely, even in numbers.)

Ship: yoonkook

Chapter : 5/5

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↳ 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.

[yoonggukl]

YOONKOOK FIC-REC

So. uh hi. I am yes, still alive, no i still don’t have an iphone, yes i still can’t make fake texts, and no no one asked any of these. I just wanted to clarify.

Well well however. I have many yoonkook fics, i absolutely adored and i want to share it with all of you, because i like making others suffer, that’s just how i am.

Don’t forget to leave the authors some nice comments, because they all deserve it!

- seltzer water and lemon juice for blood by fruitily  (the yoonkook queen khm)

- because it’s a meaningless dream anyway by hakho

- describe your ideal type here by fruitily

- Call and Answer by darling

- the castle on the hill by bellamees

- tylenol by bellamees

- kkt (5 new messages) by bellamees (yes i really love bellamees let me be)

- You Stir up a McFlurry in My Heart by tau

- the nights really were made for saying things you can’t say tomorrow day by siderum

- the garden of eden by xiajin

- take me out (the date way or the assassination way) by fruitily

- bergen, 4:30 a.m. by bellamees

- kiss it better by bellamees

- witches petals by pursuit

- when i can’t sleep (i find my way to you) by heartbee4

- (be)a(witch) by siderum

- find some new friends by siderum

- flower boys by siderum

- color in your cheeks (the feeling flows both ways) by siderum

- puppy by pursuit

-  Small Talks by licornes

-  one thing by darling

- (the universe has moved for us) by 777335

-  describe a morning you woke without fear by 777335

-  hey, what’s up, hello by 777335

-  sunlight lines by taers

-  love me lights out by marienadine

-  my youth is yours by marienadine

-  telescoping series by siderum

-  one sheep, two sheep by gbyesummer (shouldshy)

-  Fever by rosiex

-  home is (this house and the people in it) by fruitily

-  when breaking rules (go hard or go home) by fruitily

-  Love Is Not Over by TheOrgasmicSeke (this is a whole series just….read it all)

-  fools (fall) ; a collection by bellamees

-  i’ll catch you by skswriting

conclusion: i may or may not be obsessed with @montnarpasse and @uncannies . but its okay bc they are really cool.

scream about the fics to me!! have fun reading!!!

[lavienjin]

just sit pretty | jjk & myg

synopsis: jungkook's hands are wandering all over your body while yoongi is asleep on your couch. can you fulfill your desires without waking him up?

p: jungkook x reader x yoongi

wc: 4.1k of gratuitous smut

genre/rating/au: 18+ | threesome, est. rel. au (jjk) | smut, slight crack

warnings: *cracks knuckles* okay, here we go: pwp, reverse cowgirl, idk if this counts as public sex but it’s in front of a sleeping person, exhibitionism, alcohol mention, breast play, cockwarming, unprotected sex, dry humping, dirty talk (jk is kinda mean), thigh job, pussy slapping, name calling :), orgasm delay, fingering, oral (m receiving), clothed sex, hair pulling, throat fucking, handjob, face slapping, breath play (asphixiation), tit slapping, messy sex, there’s a lot of spit?, hand kink, caught having sex... i think that's it

a/n: uhh... happy new years! merry christmas! surprise! to all my yoonkook whores out there, this is my extremely belated chrimbo present to you.

posted: jan 8th, 2022

m. list | ao3

There's really nothing better than cuddling up with your boyfriend while it's heavily snowing outside.

You’re currently wrapped up under the weight of a large white blanket, with your head tucked neatly under Jungkook’s chin as the two of you watch a documentary, the soft glow of the TV washing the room with whites and golds. Your eyelids are heavy, sleep whispering in your ear as you feel both your heartbeats melting into one.

It would have been a picturesque scene, romantic even, if it weren't for the fact that there's a certain older man that's taking all the space on your couch, banishing you and Jungkook to the small recliner in the corner.

For some reason unknown to you, Yoongi insisted on staying over at you and your boyfriend’s shared apartment despite living only a few more minutes down the road. And although you tried sending signals to Jungkook that you don’t want Yoongi in your apartment, your tender-hearted boyfriend doesn’t have the heart to deny the elder's request.

All things considered, the closeness isn’t so bad. The combination of the smell of Jungkook’s aftershave and his long fingers drawing absentminded shapes on your thighs has you sighing contently into his shoulder. Coupled with the large amount of boozy eggnog you consumed at Hoseok’s new year's party, you’re positive you’re slipping towards the best sleep of your life; feeling safe, warm, and secure in his arms.

That is until Jungkook’s hand creeps closer towards the hem of your shorts; the baggy ones you stole from his wardrobe that provides ample space for his large hand to slip into the pant leg. You look up to see if it's a mistake, your heart thrumming a bit quicker in hopes that it isn't. Jungkook stares straight ahead, barely glancing down at you, and you scoot closer to place a small kiss on his neck.

But then he does it again.

This time, when your eyes slide over to his face, Jungkook can't hide the small, mischievous smile. You're about to say something when he silences you with a glance. He juts his chin to the TV, a silent prompt for you to keep your eyes straight ahead.

Even though you're prepared for the next contact, it's hard to keep your moans to yourself when he drags his knuckle over your clothed slit. His finger goes up and down; from your clit to your entrance, and back again. Your body responds to his touch; your spine locking in place as the world blurs around you.

"Jungkook," you whimper faintly.

You spot the tongue prodding on the side of his cheek as his hand stills, head whipping towards the couch.

You follow his gaze to find that Yoongi's still asleep.

Jungkook adjusts your seating so that your back lies flushed against his chest. He dips his head to nip at the shell of your ear before whispering, “Shhh. We don’t want to wake our guest up. Try to be quiet, yeah?”

Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as you nod.

Jungkook lifts the hem of your shirt and pulls the cups of your bra down. He squeezes your tits together as his thumbs circle and roll your hardening nipples. His lips make their way to your neck, just at the base of your hairline, where they attach themselves on the tender skin. Your mind is set aflame at the languid way he paws and fondles your breasts.

Your boyfriend is pretending to be completely oblivious to the torture he’s set. You have to choke back a groan when Jungkook twists your nipples between his forefinger and your thumb, the strike of electricity causing your body to shudder. He repeats the action a few more times, rolling, pinching, tugging, turning you more and more putty in his hands. Jungkook couldn’t care less about the way you squirm. He ignores the way your thighs press together or the way you’re biting back moan after moan as you're left completely at his mercy.

Every few seconds, your eyes trail to the sleeping figure to your right, and when you deem that Yoongi is still spending his time in dreamland, you allow yourself a small mewl of ecstasy.

“Can I make you cum with your tits, babe?” Jungkook whispers into your neck as he licks some of the marks he’s left behind.

“I don’t know… I don’t t-think so?” you respond. Yet when he tugs your nipples with such force that it has your back bending towards his palms, you feel lighting strike your spine, and for the first time that night, you moan loud enough that it causes Jungkook to remove his hand from under your shirt to clamp around your mouth.

After determining that Yoongi is still very much asleep, Jungkook forces his remaining hand underneath the waistband of your shorts and panties, discarding the garments onto the floor.

“What did I fucking say about being too loud, huh? Fucking Christ!” he growls as he thrusts two of his fingers inside until they hit the back of your throat.

Jungkook pinches your clit in punishment, and your back curves at the sharp pain. You can’t moan; can hardly breathe with his thick fingers crowding your mouth. He does it again, much harder than the last before slipping the tip of his pointer finger inside your hole, thrusting shallowly on purpose to miss the sensitive patch of nerves. Your hips try to chase after the lingering sensation, but his muscled forearm holds you in place, and you’re left squirming; helpless as he draws out your suffering.

“If only you listened to me earlier,” he tuts mockingly, giving the shell of your ear another harsh nip.

You whine in disappointment when Jungkook removes his finger from your cunt, but that earns you another harsh pinch, forcing you to swallow the curses that's threatening to bubble up. You're thrashing in his arms, frustrated at the lack of stimuli. You hear the muffled sound of a zipper opening, and Jungkook bucks his hips into your core as he slides his shorts down. Your eyes roll shut when he does it again.

The soft material of his boxers give you ample friction against your nub, and you grind together with his movements, soaking the fabric with your essence.

“That’s it, angel, just like that. Yeah,” Jungkook groans.

He begins to thrust his fingers into your mouth in a rhythm that matches the sway of your hips. The stimulation is driving you crazy, and the fact that Yoongi is right there and could wake up any second fills you with a carnal hunger that only makes you grind harder. Faster.

“Pretty angel. You wish it was my fat cock in your mouth, huh?” He pinches your tongue between his fingers. “Look at you slobbering over my hand… You're such a fucking mess.”

“J-Jungkook…” you whimper through your crowded mouth. “Empty…”

“What’s that, angel? What’s empty? Is it this cunt of yours?” Jungkook cups your core with his large hand, and begins to grind slow circles on your clit with the heel of his palm before tugging his cock out from its confines.

He taps the blunt head of his cock against your core. "Is this what you want?"

Despite having memorized it, you want nothing more than to see Jungkook’s thick length as he slides the head against your puffy lips. You slide your messy cunt over his shaft, and your head rolls back when the tip slips inside. That small burst of euphoria would explode in your brain, but Jungkook has other plans, and he always pulls out before you’re able to plunge him fully inside.

This little game that he’s playing is getting old, but with your mouth still full, you can’t make any requests aside from the short frustrated grunts of air as Jungkook, yet again, slips out from your pulsing walls.

“Eager, aren’t you?” Jungkook chuckles into your ear. “Aren’t you afraid that Yoongi might wake up?” Mercifully, he slips his fingers out of your mouth so you can speak.

“You started this,” you whine.

“And I can stop it too.”

After uttering those words, Jungkook stills completely. When you look back in dismay, he wears a cocky smile, his hands crossed in front of his clothed chest, with an eyebrow raised up in a challenge.

“Sup?” he asks mockingly with a tilt of his chin.

You say nothing as you stare into his eyes, annoyed that he's fucking with your right now. You squeeze your thighs together, surrounding his length with your warmth, but he doesn’t react; that shit-eating grin still plastered on his face.

Looks like you’re going to have to wipe that off yourself.

Keeping your eyes on him as best as you can, you prop your hands on the arms of the chair. Lifting your body slightly, you squeeze and unsqueeze your thighs around his length. The gasp from behind you is all you need to feel triumphant, your lips curving upwards into a victorious smirk. Yet it doesn’t last, because Jungkook, in his immeasurable strength, is able to hold you down and force your legs apart.

“Fine. Here’s the cock you fucking love so much.” He rasps the harsh words in your ear before he lifts you up by the thighs and buries his cock into you in one fluid motion.

Your body shudders at the sudden intrusion; your head lolling backwards onto his shoulder limply.

“So goddamn tight,” he hisses through his teeth. “Don't go passing out on me, you have a job to do.” Jungkook takes hold of your hand and brings it towards your clit. “Rub that pretty pussy for me until you cum.”

Underneath the blanket, you’re beginning to burn, its soft fabric scratchy against your sensitive skin. But you keep it on, afraid to expose your depravity to Yoongi, even if he’s still sound asleep. You glance towards the sleeping figure one more time while you move your fingers with uncertainty.

Is he really asleep? Can't he hear the soft pants that's spilling past your lips?

Jungkook pinches your nipples in warning. "Get on with it, angel."

At first, your fingers shake as you press ight circles on the sensitive nub, but you eventually find a good rhythm; your hips rocking into your palm.

“That’s it baby,” he groans, his eyes rolling back. “I can feel you tightening up for me. It feels so fucking good.”

His own hands return to your tits, although his touch this time is much gentler. When you’re close to the peak, Jungkook demands that you speed up, replacing your fingers with his own as he tips you by the hair so he can watch every hint of bliss on your face.

Jungkook opens his mouth to mimic your own quiet moans. “Oh shit, so tight for me. God, I want to bend you over and fuck you until you scream.” Then he hisses as your walls pulse around him before delivering a spank on your clit. “What the fuck? Is that what you want? Oh, you filthy fucking bitch. Does the thought of being watched turn you on? Fine then,” his hand leaves you to rip the blanket away from your burning figure, “try not to scream.”

With both hands under your thigh, Jungkook pulls you up so that only the tip of his cock remains inside of you before forcing you back down. “Oh, fuuuck!” he groans with careless abandon. He uses your body like a rag doll, moving your hips for you as he sinks repeatedly into your heat.

“Shit… Jungkook…” It’s impossible to keep your voice down with Jungkook spearing inside of you. Your brain has turned to mush – hyperfocusing on just the pleasure between your thighs.

You twist towards Jungkook, catching him on the lips between raspy moans. You’re hot, sweaty, and your thighs are starting to ache, but you continue to chase that bliss like a madwoman, grunting at every drag of him inside.

“I’m close,” you whisper into his mouth.

“Good, fuck, me too,” Jungkook husks. He catches your tongue between your lips and sucks at the tender muscle. "Cum with me, baby. I can't wait to fill you up."

You moan dutifully in his mouth, caught in the dizzying sensation—

“What the fuck?”

You yelp as you scramble away from Jungkook. You pull the blanket off the floor to cover yourself, even though you know it’s too late. Yoongi definitely saw everything, although right now, he seems to find your beige-coloured walls to be suddenly interesting.

The seconds seem to tick by slowly. Ugh. This was precisely why you didn’t want anyone to sleep over in your shared apartment. How the fuck are you going to get out of this mess?

Jungkook has the gall to look sheepish, flashing the older man a cute smile that shows off his dimples. “Sorry, I was horny, and she’s so soft, yknow?”

“You couldn’t have, I don’t know, moved to the bedroom?” Yoongi asks, appalled.

You’re about to apologize to save your modesty when Jungkook scoffs behind you, rolling his eyes. “Oh, come on! This is our apartment, we can fuck wherever and whenever we want.”

Yoongi drags his palm over his beet-red face, still refusing to look at the two of you. “That doesn’t mean the living room where there’s a fucking guest sleeping not even a foot away, asshole!”

“For the record, you’re the one intruding,” you huff.

“Yeah! So, it’s technically your fault,” Jungkook chimes in, and squeezes you against his chest. “Feel free to leave, by the way, the door is that way.”

The silence lingers. Yoongi’s fidgeting; he’s crossing and uncrossing his legs. It's then that you wonder why he hasn't gotten up to leave, but you quickly find your answer when your eyes fall past the black turtleneck that shows off his built chest, and onto his lap.

You're about to say something when Jungkook cuts you off, muttering curtly, “Ugh, whatever. If you don’t mind, I have to give my girlfriend a mindblowing orgasm. You can leave or you can join us.”

“Jungkook!” You and Yoongi shout in unison, but for very different reasons.

He rips the blanket away from you and continues his pace as though Yoongi didn’t just interrupt you and he isn’t now watching you fuck. You’re having a hard time feeling embarrassed, because it’s been replaced with relief. Now, you can moan however loud you want without the risk of waking up another human being.

You slide your eyes towards Yoongi, and to your surprise, you find his eyes already on you. His adam’s apple bob as he swallows thickly. You peel Jungkook’s hand away from your hip, and place his fingers in your mouth. Without breaking eye contact, you coat the digits with your spit, and you groan audibly when Jungkook pushes them further inside.

“Shit.” Yoongi swallows again, still full of hesitancy.

Jungkook responds with a breathy chuckle. “How about you replace my fingers? I don’t think my girl will be satisfied if you don’t join in on the fun.”

You moan in agreement, fluttering your eyelids for added effect.

With an audible groan, Yoongi stands from the couch. On his way to approach you, he strips himself off his pants and boxers, showing off his impressive length. Your mouth salivates at the thought of his cock in your mouth. He's thicker than Jungkook, but not as long. You want to lick the veins that decorate his shaft, all the way down to his balls. Yoongi's cock twitches as you ogle openly, but what comes out of his mouth is–

“A-Are you sure this is cool?”

“Fuck, Yoongi, just stick your dick in her already,” Jungkook groans.

You find this sort of hilarious – how the normally stoic Yoongi can be rendered so speechless. You know better than anyone that your boyfriend has a one-track mind. Right now, Jungkook is hardly paying attention to what's happening because he’s too busy chasing his own high. He couldn't care less whether Yoongi fucks you, but you secretly hope that the older man doesn't just pull up his pants and bail.

Your whine signifies to Jungkook that Yoongi isn't doing anything yet. With a click of his tongue in annoyance, he sits up and pries your mouth open by hooking his fingers into your cheeks, pulling your mouth apart. “Fucking hurry up! She's getting distracted with you just standing there.”

That's all the encouragement Yoongi needs to pull your head down so he can sink himself inside. Your lips are straining to enclose around his shaft, the sheer girth making it almost impossible for you to breathe.

“Okay, baby, you good to continue, right?” Jungkook asks, but he doesn’t wait for your response before he resumes his punishing pace.

Since Yoongi isn’t intent on moving, you grab him by the hips as you match your boyfriend’s rhythm. You take him the best that you could, plunging him past your pillowy lips and down your throat, and you’re rewarded with a loud groan of your name.

Finally, it seems like Yoongi’s letting go of his restraints. He grabs fistfuls of your hair as he pounds your throat.

“How does my favourite fuck toy feel?” Jungkook snickers as he pushes your head onto Yoongi's dick. "Her throat is god-sent, right?"

Yoongi’s completely lost in bliss – his mouth slightly open to pant softly. “Shit – so fucking good.”

“And my baby? Feeling good?” Jungkook asks you as he bends down to kiss your shoulder.

“Mmmh!” you moan around Yoongi’s length in affirmation.

“Gonna need you to be louder, sweetheart,” Jungkook clicks his tongue.

A sharp slap resounds in the air as Jungkook slaps your clit again, and this time, you keen louder, your eyes screwing shut when he soothes the sting with his fingers. “That’s beautiful. God, I can listen to you scream all day. Keep singing for us, angel.”

Without any prior warning, Yoongi strikes you across the cheek. Not hard enough that it hurts, but it does leave you stunned momentarily. “You’re getting distracted. Just because your boyfriend is fucking you, doesn’t mean you can forget who’s controlling your breathing.”

Was this Yoongi’s true colours all along? You can’t say you’re surprised, but it is welcomed for sure. His threat shoots straight down your core, causing you to gush out spurts of liquid onto the upholstery. You tear yourself away from Yoongi’s cock to groan; the long-overdue orgasm is about to crest over you. But the older man tightens his grip on your head to bring you back, and this time, his pretty hand wraps itself around your throat, his thumb pressing on your pulse point.

“You really can’t fucking listen to simple directions, huh? Don’t think you get to cum without us, bitch.” Yoongi growls.

Jungkook chuckles. “That’s what you get for being distracted, angel.” His large hands return to your tits, pinching and twisting the nipples before he delivers a firm slap on your mounds. “Oooh, yes, tighten up more for me… fuck.”

“Mmh!” you cry. You pop Yoongi’s cock out of your mouth to give your jaw a break, your hand replacing your mouth’s movements. With your eyes firmly on his, you lean forward to lick his balls, groaning at the taste that coats your tongue. You give each of them your undivided attention, popping one in your mouth to coat them in spit, all the while bouncing on Jungkook's cock.

“Taste good?” Yoongi chuckles while patting your head. It’s an endearing motion, and you happily nod along, a drunken smile plastered on your face. “Oh, I bet you taste good too. Stick your tongue out, angel.”

You straighten up as best you can, pushing the wet muscle past your lips. Yoongi bends down to grab your face with his large hand, tipping your chin up so he has better access to your face. He clamps his lips around your tongue and sucks, a heady groan sounding in the back of his throat.

“Oi, keep shaking your ass, baby. Don’t forget who’s making you cum tonight,” Jungkook grunts. He digs his fingers into your ass to remind you, as though it’s easy for you to forget the large cock that’s spearing inside of you.

You giggle, parting from Yoongi's lips to resume jacking him off, while you turn back to face your boyfriend. “Aww, don’t tell me you’re jealous over a little kiss. You know I only love you.” You punctuate your words by clenching your walls, earning you a loud, throaty moan from the raven-haired boy.

“You say that, but you look so happy when I fuck your throat. I would argue that you just love cocks,” Yoongi sneers, maneuvering you to face him again. You open your mouth obediently when the tip of his cock taps your lips. When he sinks in, he hisses, though there’s a satisfied smirk on his face when your eyes fill with tears. “God… if only you could see yourself right now.”

You hum in satisfaction at the compliment. It’s a miracle enough to have one very attractive man fucking you… but two? You’re in euphoria; tuned into your deepest, most carnal desires. You let both men use you to their satisfaction, and it isn’t long before both their thrusts become erratic, hips stuttering as their high reaches its peak.

Sweat slicks your back as you chase after your own elusive ember. Twice now you’ve gone to the brink of bliss, only to be pulled away. If it happens again, you’re not sure you’d stay sane. With determination, you slam your hips on Jungkook’s cock, and your hand comes up to help stroke Yoongi along until both men are left panting and groaning.

“Shiiit, fuck!” Jungkook swears, tightening his grip on your hips as he matches your rhythm. He snakes his hand in between your legs, rubbing your forgotten clit to aid you along.

“Eager to be painted in cum, aren’t you?” Yoongi’s breathless – his words coming out laboured as his hips stutter. “Fuck – ah… Swallow it all, baby. I wanna see you drink me in.”

Yoongi plunges deep into your throat, holding your head with his large hand as you choke around him. You can hardly breathe with your nose pressed into his dark curls, and you squeeze your eyes shut as the world spins due to the lack of oxygen.

“Fuck –“ he manages to utter as you’re forced to swallow his seed. When he finishes emptying himself inside of you, you open your mouth wide to show him your efforts.

"Good girl," Yoongi praises, pressing his lips on the tops of your head. "Now you can focus on getting your boyfriend to cum."

As Yoongi collapses on the floor, you bring your attention to Jungkook. You clench your walls so they constrict around him – milking him until he comes undone with a loud groan, body shaking as he paints your insides in white.

“Oh my god, baby, I’m cumming. I’m gonna fuck you full of my cum—ahhh…” Jungkook grunts, driving his cock deep into your pussy.

It's the edge you need to crumble into pleasure. Your body burns white hot; stars dancing across your vision. "C-Cumming!" you yelp, and you too, shiver with pleasure, spine locking up and toes curling while the waves slam against your battered body.

“Shit – Jungkook, Jungkook… fuck… no more. No more!” you wail when your boyfriend keeps thrusting inside. You’re sweaty and sore, used past the point where you can no longer feel your legs.

You collapse back onto Jungkook’s chest, your boyfriend whispering sweet nothings into your lips as he kisses you languidly. His softening cock slips out of you, bringing with it a glob of your mixed juices that drip onto his leg, but Jungkook doesn’t seem to care, too focused on basking in the glow of an orgasm.

Yoongi’s faring no better. His legs can't seem to support his weight. So he lies sprawled on the floor, breathing hard with an arm draped over his eyes.

“I just want to say, this was not what I had in mind when I asked if I could crash at your place tonight,” Yoongi says as he huffs out a chuckle.

“To be fair,” you murmur, sitting up to grab a few tissues from the small table next to you. “Jungkook started it.”

“Yeah,” your boyfriend laughs as he wraps his arms around you. Jungkook pecks at your cheek before settling his head on your shoulder. “And you get to reap the benefits too. We did all the hard work while you sat there and looked pretty.”

You kiss Jungkook’s temple with a smile, just above his piercing. “How about next time I do all the work while you boys lie down?”

Yoongi perks up at this, sitting up to gape at you. “There’s a next time?”

Two pairs of eager eyes stare at you as you stand to stretch out the cramps from sitting too long. With a sly grin at the two of them, you wink, "Only if I get to 'just sit there and look pretty'."

moon's notes: i spent a total of 1 whole day writing this entire thing. so i'm slightly delirious right now. my inspiration? comes from the fact that i was thinking about cockwarming while watching a movie and all of a sudden yoongi came along???????? i don't know. i have no excuse to write this sordid fic full of filth, but i do hope you enjoyed reading it c:

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You gasped as a tight smack landed on your ass which was raised high up in the air, a soft moan leaving your swollen lips his finger rubbed lazy circles over your clit causing him to chuckle darkly as he shoved two of his thick fingers inside your tight cunt without a warning. But the loud cry that left your lips was muffled because a dick was shoved in your mouth,also without a warning causing you to gag slightly while looking up at jungkook with teary eyes as yoongi spanked you once again.

"Fuck noona who would have thought you would be so good at this" jungkook groaned gripping your hair in a tight grip as you bobbed your head, all the while moaning because yoongi was still rubbing painfully slow circles over your swollen pussy. Yoongi chuckled with pride as he looked at jungkook with a cocky smirk "jealous much?" Jungkook scoffed shooting a smirk back at the older man mumbling "i can take her anytime i want hyung. You might wanna hold her on. Because after this, i won't be too sure-" a surprised moan left Jungkook's lips but you suddenly moaned loudly sending vibrations through his dick. The reason behind that was because a possessive hand gripped your ass, and yoongi thrusted in with one go. Slipping in your even tighter ass hole with a throaty groan.

Yoongi gritted his teeth, his pace becoming animalistic as he gripped your ass in a bruising grip while grunting out "tell him babygirl. Tell him who *thrust* do *thrust* you *thrust* belong *thrust* to" Jungkook's dick slipped from your mouth as your fell on the bed with a cry of yoongi's name leaving "you! Yoongi i belong to you!" Another cocky smirk was sent in Jungkook's way causing him to clench his jaw as he pumped his length watching as yoongi wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you flush against him. Your sweaty back meeting his equally sweaty chest. You looked at jungkook hazily as he walked towards you both. You moaned softly when he pressed his lips on yours holding your waist as yoongi continued thrusting in from behind.

An even more surprised cry left your lips when you felt another dick entering inside you. Jungkook moaned when your warm walls enveloped his dick completely. You didn't get a chance to recover because he started off with a high pace, thrusting in your pussy with his hand groping whatever skin he could reach, your breast, your ass, your waist. You felt yoongi's hand gripping your jaw and turning your head around so he could kiss you stupid. Your teeth amd tongue clashed together as you made out messily moaning against his lips because of the overwhelming pleasure you were feeling. Yoongi pinched your nipple, playing with the hardened bud and at the same time jungkook hit your g spot moaning against your ear "j-jungkook-!" You gasped as he thrusted in particularly hard grunting "that's not my name noona" "b-baby!" You whimpered as yoongi's hand slipped in between your bodies to rub your clit.

The pleasure was becoming almost painful and it seemed like both the men took notice because yoongi immediately slowed his pace mumbling "you okay babygirl?" You nodded whining when they both slowed down and cried out "m-move!" Jungkook grinned looking at yoongi while yoongi did the same. Both of them thrusting in hard at the same causing you to moan loudly as you came without a warning, your body going limp in there arms as they continued their movements almost ruthlessly. Everything about this seemed filthy. The sound of skin slapping, the smell of sex in the room, the sight of you crushed in between two devilishly handsome men who were using you like a sex toy. You even lost count of many times you came tonight because even with your legs shaking with your previous orgasm, you felt your climax approaching once again. Rapidly.

"Gonna cum again noona?" Jungkook mumbled, his actions getting sloppier as yoongi chuckled darkly "my little slut. Letting us use you like a fucking sex doll. Is that what you are?" You whimpered holding his arm as incoherent words left your lips, feeling jungkook kissing your lips and you tried to kiss him back "y-yoongi jungkook-" you moaned as your high washed over you once again, edging them closer to their own as yoongi came inside you biting your skin to muffle his moans and growls while Jungkook's mouth hanged open, his head falling back as he came hard in the condom. Now the only thing which could be heard was the sound of heavy breathing and pants as you went completely limp in yoongi's arms.

Jungkook pulled out of you slowly, wincing softly and tied a knot on the filled condom before throwing it in the bin. He watched as yoongi pulled out of you slowly making sure to be extra gentle as he took you in his arms amd carried you to bed. It seemed like he had taken 360 degree turn as he kissed your sweaty forehead before looking at Jungkook who immediately looked away but he was a little late as yoongi already caught him staring. Jungkook looked at you one last time, taking a picture of how ethereal you looked in the post orgasm glow before looking at yoongi with an emotion he hasn't felt in a long time.

It seemed like yoongi was right as he stared at jungkook with a protective glint in his eyes and covered your body with the duvet. Because at that time, he couldn't think about anything other yoongi getting to see you like this every day.

Jealousy is a bitch. Jungkook grinned wearing his pants and taking his shirt before walking out of the room.

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A/n first time writing a threesome kinda nervous but oop.