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Side-note: Some of you might think Suga is very ooc considering he isn't necessarily submissive, but I really just wanted to ruin him because these pictures make me feel some kind of way. He's too cute to not be ruined. Anyway, enjoy!
When Yoongi wakes up and registers that he's not in control of his limbs he panics slightly until he looks up and sees Namjoon smiling down at him. Yoongi smiles back at him and his heart starts beating regularly again as his breathing evens out.
“Hey, Yoongi hyung. Did you sleep well?” Namjoon asks sitting beside him and Yoongi nods. He knows not to talk unless Namjoon asks him something other than a yes or no question. “I'm glad. So you're well rested right? I don't want any of us to hurt you.” There's genuine concern in Namjoon's eyes, but Yoongi is honestly fine and well rested. This is one of the first of their week off and they plan to make the most of it so who would Yoongi be to ruin it for the rest of them?
“I'm fine, Namjoonie.” Yoongi tells him and the concern is gone just as fast as it came. Namjoon grabs the metal ring gag from beside him. Yoongi opens his mouth obediently and Namjoon puts the circle between his teeth and straps the gag as tight as necessary behind Yoongi's head.
“Sadly I'm not going to be the first one who gets to play with you, but don't worry, I have something planned for later.” Namjoon smiles at Yoongi then walks out the door giving Yoongi a little time to examine himself. Yoongi looks down to see that his thighs are pulled apart and his feet are strapped with leather bands right bellow his butt. His arms and waist are also strapped down to the slightly uncomfortable table and, without even looking up when the door opens, he knows who it is that gets to go first. Yoongi turns to his left and looks up when he gets a face full of Jeongguk's cock and he would smile if he could but the gag prevents him from doing so.
“Hi, Suga hyung, glad you're awake, now suck me off.” Jeongguk says licking his lips. His pupils are dilated and he's looking down at Yoongi with nothing but pure lust so Yoongi is ready to get to work. Jeongguks cock is reddish purple and swollen and he drools a little at the sight. Jeongguk straddles Yoongi's chest on the table with his knees on either side of him and positions his cock right in front of Yoongi's mouth and Yoongi takes the head in easily. There's not much he can do around the gag, but he swirls his tongue around the head and Jeongguk lets out a guttural groan that makes him sink further down onto his member. Yoongi starts to get a crick in his neck soon enough and there's drool running down his chin and throat, but the moans that come from deep within Jeongguk's throat make it all worth it. Yoongi gags as the head of Jeongguk's cock repeatedly hits the back of his throat but that only seems to spur the younger on as he starts thrusting harder into Yoongi's throat. Yoongi's just starting to get into the head space he knows he'll need to handle Jeongguk when the younger slides his hips back and frees his member from Yoongi's mouth.
“You know, I was going to go easy on you today Yoongi hyung, but you're practically begging me to wreck you, so why bother?” Jeongguk asks rhetorically with a shrug. He smiles down at Yoongi and it's almost cute but the sadistic look in his eyes takes all the 'cute' away from it. Yoongi's been on the receiving end of this look many a time and every single time Jeongguk left him trembling and in so much pleasure it was painfully blissful. Yoongi knows today is no exception.
Jeongguk walks over to the lone drawer in the room and searches in there for what he deems appropriate and Yoongi can't help but gurgle his approval when Jeongguk pulls out the biggest vibrator they have on hand. Jeongguk smirks and moves Yoongi's wet bangs from his forehead.
“Look at you, my pretty little cock slut.” Jeongguk runs his hands down Yoongi's face, but as soon as his hand touches Yoongi's neck he starts scratching down the mans torso to the tip of his leaking cock. There's already a metal cock ring there and Jeongguk takes his index finger and scratches softly up and down Yoongi's member and Yoongi is dizzy with pleasure. Jeongguk let's out a tiny chuckle and goes to the end of the table where Yoongi's legs are spread. He gets down on his knees and, without warning, licks Yoongi's tiny pink hole. Yoongi lets out some sort of sound between a moan and a gasp and he can feel Jeongguk smile against his thigh.
“I'm guessing you liked that?” Jeongguks' tone is condescending and Yoongi's eyes roll back into his head when Jeongguk continues to assault his asshole with his very skilled tongue. When Jeongguk deems Yoongi wet enough, he rubs the large head of the dildo against his hole and Yoongi arches into the movement. Yoongi is expecting some smart ass comment, but all he gets is an insistent pressure from the head of the vibrator. Yoongi relaxes as much as he possibly can because he knows from experience just how much this will hurt if he doesn't so he let's out an exhale just as the vibrator breaks through the tight ring of muscle.
“Oh, God.” Yoongi says in a slightly jumbled gurgle around the gag and more drool dribbles down from his mouth to his neck. Jeongguk starts slowly but the lack of lube makes the pull out of the large dildo deliciously painful but it's far too painful far too early. Yoongi shakes his head because he can't take it and Jeongguk pulls the small part of the dildo out of Yoongi and smiles at him apologetically.
“Sorry hyung, I got carried away.” Jeongguk grabs the bottle of lube from beneath Yoongi's thigh and spreads a very generous amount onto the dildo. He gets back on his knees on the floor and rubs the slick vibrator against Yoongi's hole to make it wetter. He starts pushing the dildo into Yoongi again and, this time, Yoongi welcomes the intrusion as it's not so painful. Jeongguk slowly pushes the dildo into Yoongi until it's fully seated in the older and only then does he turn on the vibrations. He doesn't waste any time as he turns the vibes up to the highest setting and the scream Yoongi let's out is gratifying. Jeongguk leaves the vibrator right against Yoongi's prostate and he stands up and walks until he's leaning on the door and he strokes himself leisurely while Yoongi moans and writhes against his restraints.
“You're so beautiful Yoongi hyung.” Jeongguk isn't speaking very loud, but he can tell that Yoongi hears him because he can see the way he shudders under the praise. “You're so gorgeous, I wish you could see yourself like this; your hair a mess, your stomach tensing, your cock jumping, drool running down your chin. You look absolutely wrecked.” Yoongi let's out a long groan and his cock starts twitching erratically and Jeongguk smiles when Yoongi sobs from the intensity of the dry orgasm. Jeongguk squeezes his own member to the point of pain because it's too soon for him to cum even though the sight in front of him is enough to give any sane man an orgasm. He walks over to Yoongi and removes the vibrator and turns it off. He sits it off to the side and rubs his hands up and down Yoongi's body slowly. “Beautiful.” Jeongguk whispers and Yoongi's cock twitches again. There's a knock on the door and Jeongguk growls.
“What the fuck do you want?” Jeongguk turns to the door and sees Namjoon standing there but he doesn't even try to apologize for being rude to his hyung.
“Hurry up kookie, you're killing us out here.” Jeongguk looks down to see Namjoon's cock straining against the seam of his pants and he smiles and walks over to the man. He kisses him hungrily on the mouth and rubs him through his pants and he can tell Yoongi is watching the two because he groans when Namjoon does. “Don't fucking tease me kook or I'll take you over my knee again.” Jeongguk, the little masochist bastard, smiles and winks at Namjoon.
“We won't be long hyung, give me ten minutes.” Jeongguk tells him with a smile and Namjoon squeezes his ass roughly.
“I'm giving you fifteen minutes, you go over, you get punished.” Namjoon tells him and Jeongguk smirks at him mischievously.
“I just might want to be punished.” And Namjoon doesn't dignify that with a response. Jeongguk turns back to Yoongi and the glee in his eyes is absolutely carnal and Yoongi is so turned on. “Now, where were we?” Jeongguk taps his chin and looks up as if he's actually thinking about it and then his eyes light up and he walks back to his position between Yoongi's legs. He lines his tip up with Yoongi's hole and pushes in in one fell swoop. Yoongi gasps and then proceeds to choke on some of the saliva in the back of his throat as he arches his back and tries to push his hips back into Jeongguks. Jeongguk stays deep in Yoongi for almost a full minute before they both get impatient and he starts thrusting with vigor. He reaches down for Yoongi's member and strokes it out of time with his thrusts and the differing speeds make Yoongi moan lewdly from the sensations. When Jeongguk's cock presses a little too hard against his prostate, to the point of pain, Yoongi experiences his second dry orgasm of the day. His hole flutters around Jeongguks member and the younger groans and leans down to suck and bite at Yoongi's throat and collar bones.
“Oh fuck Yoongi hyung you're so perfect.” Jeongguk groans into Yoongi's neck and Yoongi sobs slightly. “Do you want to cum?” Jeongguk asks when he lifts his head from the crook of Yoongi's neck and Yoongi nods frantically. He knows it's going to be painful – just as Jeongguk wants it to be – but he needs this or he just might pass out. Jeongguk thrusts at a slower pace and grabs the cock ring with shaky fingers and finds the release button on it. The ring is barely off of Yoongi's cock, but he's cumming anyway in thick white ropes across his own chest. Jeongguk thrusts into the almost vice like grip around him and two thrusts later, he's cumming into Yoongi's tight heat and jerking from the intensity of it. When they've both come down from their highs, Jeongguk pulls out and watches in pure fascination and awe as some of his cum seeps out of Yoongi's hole in the prettiest way.
“So pretty.” Jeongguk says with one last lingering look over of Yoongi's body. He starts undoing the restraints and he undoes the gag and removes it from Yoongi's mouth. Yoongi has a crick in his neck, he's probably dehydrated himself from the loss of drool, his jaw hurts like a bitch, and he's super sensitive, but he still smiles up at Jeongguk like he's his whole world.
“Thank you.” He tells Jeongguk with his hoarse voice and Jeongguk ducks his head as if he's embarrassed. “Cute.” Yoongi smiles. Jeongguk walks out of the room and Yoongi would panic, but he knows that he's only going to be gone long enough to get a warm towel to clean Yoongi off with; he's the absolute best at after care. Jeongguk walks back in with the towel and wipes Yoongi down cautiously to make sure to not hurt him more than he already has.
“Sleep for now hyung, we have all night.” Jeongguk tells him with a smile and Yoongi does just that.
This time, when he's awakened, it's to a gentle shake of his shoulder and he can feel that he's in their bed. He cracks his eyes open and looks into Hoseoks' eyes and smiles.
“Have a good nap hyung?” Hoseok asks and Yoongi feels his hand wrap around his no longer sensitive member and give a rough tug.
“I did.” Yoongi answers around a yawn. Hoseok is one of the more lenient ones of the group and he doesn't mind it when Yoongi answers his questions back or gives him a little sass.
“Good. Ready?” Hoseok, always a man of few words when it comes to sex, asks as he lifts one of Yoongi's thighs and slips between his legs. He's already hard and lubed up and Yoongi smiles because of course he is. He nods and in the next second Hoseok has slips into him and starts a steady rhythm. Sex with Hoseok is always mind blowing and intimate; he holds eye contact with Yoongi the entire time and he kisses him slow and deep. Even when he's rough with Yoongi, there's always an underlying sweetness to him and Yoongi is grateful for it. “What are you thinking about?” Hoseok whispers to him and Yoongi bites his lip when Hoseok's thrust has his head brushing up against his abused prostate in a gentle manner.
“You.” Yoongi whispers back sounding breathless and Hoseok smiles. Hoseok grabs his hand and intertwines their fingers together. He places kisses all over Yoongi's face as he drives deeper into him with slow, measured thrusts. “Oh, God, Hoseok.” Yoongi moans out closing his eyes and throwing his head back in ecstasy. Hoseok rolls them over some so that Yoongi is lying on his back with his head propped up against the pillow. Hoseok leans up so that he can watch his member slide in and out of Yoongi's still tight hole and he smirks up at Yoongi as he drives into him faster.
“You look so good like this Yoongi, but why aren't you begging for me? Am I not good enough?” Hoseok pouts mockingly at him and stops thrusting into him altogether and Yoongi's eyes shoot open in a panic.
“Of course you're good enough. Please don't stop. Fuck me until I can't move Hobi, make me cry for you. Please make me feel you for weeks. Please.” Yoongi begs and Hoseok tries to steady his breathing but Yoongi knows he hit a spot in Hoseok that drives him wild. Hoseok starts thrusting in and out of him again and rolls them over so that Yoongi's on top this time.
“Ride me you messy slut.” Hoseok tells him and Yoongi grinds their hips together. He starts off slow and teasing until Hoseok growls in warning and he speeds up slightly. “I swear to fucking God if you don't speed it up right this instant I will slap a cock ring on you and let everyone fuck you until you pass out without letting you cum, got it?” Hoseok growls out and Yoongi speeds up because, while that sounds like a pretty good idea, the last time it had happened Yoongi hadn't been able to focus on anything for nearly a month.
“Fuck.” Yoongi nearly shouts as he angles his hips in just the right way for Hoseok to hit his sweet spot dead on. It's still sensitive from Jeongguk's abuse but Yoongi loves the twinge of pain that comes with Hoseok's thrusts. The view Yoongi has of Hoseok is astounding and it takes everything Yoongi has in him to not cum so quick. Hoseok's eyes are hooded and he's looking up at Yoongi with a mixture of lust and care that makes Yoongi warm right to his very core. His hair is either sticking to his forehead or fanned out around him like a brown halo on the pillow and his bottom lip is swollen and red from his and Yoongi's constant biting and nibbling on it.
“Yoongi, when I tell you that you can, I want you to cum for me, ok?” Yoongi nods, not trusting his own voice, and Hoseok stills Yoongi's hips in mid-air and starts thrusting up into him roughly. Yoongi lets out a chocked noise and Hoseok smiles. “Come on Yoongi, cum for me.” Hoseok tells him and Yoongi's body goes taut as cum dribbles from his untouched cock onto Hoseoks abdomen. Hoseok slows his thrusts down but he doesn't stop and Yoongi is shaking from the stimulation as he collapses onto Hoseoks chest. “You still remember the safe word, right?” Yoongi nods his head tiredly and Hoseok sucks his ear lobe into his mouth then kisses his way down the column of Yoongi's neck. “Good. If you need to, use it.” Hoseok turns them over again so that he's hovering over Yoongi and he thrusts all the way in and holds himself still. His cock is pressed against Yoongi's prostate and it hurts but Yoongi's cock still twitches in interest and he curses himself for being a pain slut.
“Oh my God, Hoseok, I can't.” Yoongi tells him as tears gather in his eyes.
“Then use the word Yoongi. All you have to do is say it and I'll back off.” Hoseok whispers pressing his hips more insistently into Yoongi's and Yoongi whimpers. Yoongi grits his teeth and closes his eyes so that he can focus on something other than the painful pleasure. This is one thing that simultaneously infuriates and excites Yoongi about Hoseok; he's constantly pushing Yoongi's boundaries. Yoongi isn't sure when this little competition of theirs started but for as long as he can remember, probably at the beginning of their becoming a band, he and Hoseok have done this. Hoseok makes Yoongi cum once and from then on it's a fight to see if Yoongi will give in and use their safe word, or if he'll stick it out and take whatever abuse Hoseok gives him. There have been a few times when Hoseok pushed a little too far and Yoongi's blacked out but Hoseok knows Yoongi now, and he knows just how far he can take this.
“Fuck off.” Hoseok knows Yoongi well, but Yoongi also knows Hoseok and Hoseok always takes his back talk as a challenge. Yoongi almost grins when Hoseok starts thrusting into him again, but the pace and strength Hoseok puts behind his thrusts leave Yoongi gasping for air and clawing at his back. Hoseok, after he has Yoongi's cock straining between their stomach and aching for some sort of relief, pulls out of Yoongi completely and straddles Yoongi's chest. Yoongi, although disgruntled, opens his mouth and leans up to start licking at the head of Hoseok's swollen cock, but Hoseok keeps it just out of Yoongi's reach and strokes himself with a rapidly increasing speed. Yoongi can see that Hoseok is cumming right before it even happens; Hoseok's balls draw up closer to his body, his eyes flutter closed, he throws his head back, and his strokes start getting erratic and out of rhythm. Yoongi closes his eyes just as the first line of cum splashes onto his face.
“Oh fuck, Yoongi.” Hoseok growls out and Yoongi waits until Hoseok stops thrusting to open his eyes. Hoseok groans when he and Yoongi make eye contact. “You look so good like this Yoongi. I wish I could take a picture of you so you could see just how amazing you look.” Hoseok tells him. Yoongi's eyelid feels heavy and he can see some of Hoseok's seed sticking to his eye lash but he's still far too turned on to be grossed out right now. He let's out a pathetic whine and looks up at Hoseok pleadingly.
“Please, please, please let me finish. I need this Hoseok. I need you.” Yoongi says sounding needy. Yoongi grasps onto Hoseok's wrist tightly when Hoseok goes to move off of his chest and he smiles down at him reassuringly.
“Don't worry baby, I'm not going anywhere.” Yoongi's grasp relaxes and Hoseok snuggles himself between Yoongi's legs and places his mouth over the head of Yoongi's member. Yoongi groans long and low when Hoseok sinks down onto him and starts sucking fervently like there's no tomorrow. Before long, Yoongi's cumming again, straight down Hoseok's willing throat, and when black starts spotting his vision, he let's it take over.
Yoongi opens his eyes to the smiling face of Hoseok and he smiles at him tiredly.
“You were only out for about ten minutes, but I cleaned you up and you're ready to go to Jimin. Apparently I need to help Namjoon punish Kookie or something? Anyway, Jimin's in his room waiting for you. You want me to carry you?” Hoseok asks sweetly and Yoongi almost forgets that he was being an asshole not even twenty minutes earlier. Almost.
“I don't need you to carry me, I just need you to help me get there.” Yoongi tells him because he knows just how awful tomorrow will be if he doesn't move on his own at some point or another during the day. Yoongi sits up and already his abdomen is sore and his thighs hurt something awful, but he knows that they set this day up perfectly for him. Jimin is nothing if not super sweet to Yoongi and Yoongi could use the rest and cuddles if he's being honest. When he and Hoseok hobble into Jimin's room, the younger looks up and smiles at them sweetly. He's sitting on his bed in nothing but a tight pair of boxer briefs and Yoongi, as tired as he is, still drools over the sight.
“I'll take it from here Hobi hyung. Thank you.” Jimin tells him with a small smile and Hoseok smiles at the two before leaving them to it.
“Hey chim chim.” Yoongi smiles at Jimin who blushes at the nickname. “So what did you have planned for me today babe?” Yoongi asks leaning up against the wall on the opposite side of Jimin. Jimin walks over to his drawer wordlessly and pulls out his favorite leather collar and leash. “Does my little kitty want to play today?” Yoongi asks placing Jimin's cat ears on top of his head and Jimin nods. Jimin is putty in Yoongi's hands when Yoongi starts petting through his hair and Yoongi loves how easily Jimin hands over the control and he thinks offhandedly that this must be how the others feel when they're with him. “Come here pretty kitty, let me put your leash on you.” Jimin has always loved playing with Yoongi because Yoongi is really the only one who understands his odd sexual needs. It's borderline abusive really; Jimin likes to be hurt in any way, usually to the point of bleeding. When Yoongi puts his collar on, he ties it just tight enough for Jimin to have to struggle to take in deep breaths and Jimin moans.
“Yoongi hyung.” Jimin's voice is already raw with want and arousal and Yoongi turns to him curiously and sees Jimin holding the cat o'nine tails out to him. He smirks at Jimin and grasps the whip petting through Jimin's hair.
“You want me to go easy on you tonight?” Yoongi asks because he needs to know what limits he can push – how much he can bend Jimin before he breaks. Jimin shakes his head and the words he whispers in Yoongi's ear make him shudder.
“I want you to make me bleed.” Jimin tells him and Yoongi snaps. He grabs Jimin's wrist and drags him roughly over to the bed. The handcuffs are already attached to his bed and Yoongi smiles down at him.
“You were ready for the pain weren't you you filthy slut?” Yoongi asks him with malice clear in his voice. Jimin shudders as Yoongi straps the cuffs to his wrists and he knows that Jimin really wants to feel pain because it's their regular pair of metal only handcuffs. Yoongi tightens them to the point where they're cutting into Jimin's wrists and Jimin moans at just that little bit of pain. Yoongi smirks and drags the coat o'nine tails down Jimin's abdomen and watches as the muscles twitch under the whip. “Tell me slut, why should I make you bleed? What have you done to deserve the pain you crave so much?” Yoongi asks and watches Jimin's Adam's apple bob in his throat.
“I...I –” Jimin's stuttering is cut off when Yoongi lashes the whip across his stomach with a quick flick of his wrist.
“Speak faster slut, my patience is wearing thin.” Yoongi tells him combing his fingers through the whip without breaking contact with a shivering Jimin.
“I don't deserve anything hyung, but please, please make me feel like I do. Hurt me hyung. Please hurt me.” Jimin says him and his pupils are blown and Yoongi feels himself harden a tad bit more.
“Well then, I guess your groveling has put me in a generous mood so I'll gladly make you suffer.” Yoongi says as he scratches his nails down Jimin's torso. Jimin keens and arches up into the pain and Yoongi smiles down at him. He grabs the once forgotten whip and tilts his head. “Count them out loud for me, will you baby?” Yoongi tells him and he strikes the whip across Jimin's chest.
“One.” Jimin's voice is shaking but it's still strong and Yoongi makes it his goal to make Jimin's voice falter. “Two.” Jimin is gritting his teeth already and Yoongi smirks.
“You're going such a good job, baby. Keep going for me.” Yoongi tells him bringing the whip down harshly on his right pec. A few of the tails strike and rub Jimin's nipple in just the right way and he moans.
“Three...” Jimin breathed out sounding like he was short of breath. By the time Jimin counts out a shaky twenty-five there are welts across his chest and some of them are even bleeding. Yoongi puts the whip down and looks at Jimin in a worried curiosity.
“Ok?” Yoongi asks him and he nods all too eagerly.
“Y-yes.” Jimin's sniffling and it's just now apparent to Yoongi that the younger boy is crying. His cock gives a twitch in interest because he's a sadistic bastard and seeing Jimin look so broken does things to him.
“Jimin, I want you to cum untouched for me, ok?” Yoongi asks him not really expecting an answer. He nods as Yoongi takes the cloth on his bedside table and wipes his face dry with it. “I'm gonna tongue fuck you senseless.” Yoongi tells him with a small smirk. Jimin's entire body shudders.
“Fuck.” Jimin breathes out still sounding a little breathless. Yoongi makes his way to sit on the floor between Jimin's open legs and eyes the pink puckered hole like a hungry predator. When he flattens his tongue and licks a stripe from the base of Jimin's spine to his taint Jimin moans loudly. Yoongi smirks against his hole and starts tonguing at the tight ring of muscle until Jimin relaxes at the no longer foreign feeling. Yoongi wiggles his tongue into Jimin's entrance and caresses the tight walls with long languid licks and he savors the way Jimin moans out. Yoongi feels around the bed for the whip and, if his tongue wasn't shoved deep inside of Jimin, he would've jumped for joy when he finds. He looks up to make sure Jimin isn't watching and, as quickly as he can, he cracks the whip down on Jimin's abdomen streaking the tan flesh with red lines. Jimin nearly screams out at the pain and pleasure and Yoongi feels warmth spread through his own body when he sees Jimin try to reach for something against the restraints. Yoongi pulls away from him with a few nips to his hole and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
“I know my little slut wants to touch himself. Don't you?” Jimin nods fervently in response and Yoongi let's out a breathy laugh. “You are such a perfect little slut, you know that? This must be how I make the others feel; like they're in complete and total control. If I wanted to, I could cum all over your face then leave you in here tied up and the others wouldn't even question it.” Yoongi tells him and deep down they both know he's bluffing, but Jimin loves this game. “You have ten seconds to tell me what you want me to do to this pretty little hole of yours and I'll decide if I actually want to do it. Go.” Jimin is blathering whatever filthy thing his mind can think of and Yoongi's cock twitches painfully between his legs just waiting to be touched. Yoongi holds up a silencing hand and Jimin stops talking like the obedient little slut he is. Yoongi toys with the whip for a second before striking down on Jimin and hitting his cock directly.
“Fuck!” Jimin screams throwing his head back into the pillow. Yoongi looks at his face to make sure that he's ok. Jimin, seeming to know that Yoongi's looking at him without even opening his eyes, nods up at him. “Keep going hyung. Please, please keep going.” Jimin pleads and Yoongi smiles when an idea comes to mind. He slicks up his own fingers and shoves them into Jimin without any warning.
“I want to try something.” Yoongi says in some sort of explanation. He scissors his fingers in and out of Jimin's ass in quick succession, not even waiting for Jimin to get used to the feeling before adding a third finger. He presses against Jimin's prostate harshly and by the way Jimin shivers and moans, Yoongi knows he's close, so he grips his cock tightly to keep him from cumming too quick. Jimin lets out an agonized groan and Yoongi smiled sadistically.
“Edging, huh?” Jimin says breathlessly. Yoongi nods up at him with a smug smile.
“Yeah, I love seeing you in pain filthy slut.” Yoongi tells him and he shudders again.
“Oh my God, Master, ruin me.” Jimin says around a moan. Yoongi has to grasp his own cock hard to keep himself from cumming at the name.
“Glad you remember how to address me pretty little slut.” Yoongi tells him standing up to admire his handiwork; Jimin's hair is a damp mess around his head and his bottom lip is bleeding from the excessive biting, he's covered in a thin sheen of sweat and his wrists are rubbed raw from the binds around them while his abdomen is covered in welts from the whip and small cuts from Yoongi's nails. He looks truly and utterly wrecked and it's nothing less than beautiful. Yoongi knows that Jimin won't be able to take much more of this teasing by the way his cock strains against his bruised abdomen. Hell, Yoongi won't be able to take much more teasing himself, so he pulls out his fingers and strokes his erection a few times before sitting up on his knees and positioning himself at Jimin's awaiting hole. He teases the ring of muscle a little by sticking his head in and pulling out just as quickly until Jimin is whimpering impatiently. When he finally pushes in he gets the pleasure of watching Jimin's eyes roll back in his head at the sheer pleasure.
“Oh, God.” Jimin gurgles out and Yoongi feels extremely self satisfied. Jimin is always the most pliant of any of them; he takes what you give him in strides and even if it leaves him limping for days he still smiles and says thanks. Most of the members feel a bit bad when they hurt him too much, but he's always reassuring them and letting them know that he's fine like the little angel he is.
“How are you still so tight? I know Jeongguk and Taehyung took turns stretching you out last night; I could hear it.” Yoongi tells him and when Jimin doesn't respond, he continues on. “I could hear Jeongguk moaning when you tried to suck him dry, I could hear you moan because of the vibrator that Taehyung shoved inside you, I could hear you groaning about how full you were a few minutes later, too. They fucked your little asshole together didn't they? You took both of their cocks at the same time right? You're nothing but a filthy gutter rat you know that? A pretty little slut to be used by all the rest of us in the house. Do you like that Jimin? Huh? Do you like being used by us?” Yoongi knows how much it turns Jimin on when he talks to him about being used bee loves the attention, even if it isn't necessarily good attention.
“Yes, Yoongi hyung, yes. Please, just, please...” Jimin pleads wantonly for nothing in particular while Yoongi thrusts away inside of him. In a way, he's glad he had Jeongguk and Hoseok first; they always make it harder for him to cum very quick when he's with one of the others and, in this case, he wants to fuck Jimin into temporary paralysis so that's a good thing.
“Please what Jimin?” Yoongi asks leaning down to his nibble at Jimin's earlobe. “What do you want me to do?” He whispers in Jimin's ear and, at the same time, Jimin's body tenses and Yoongi feels the warm splat of something on his stomach. He stops thrusting abruptly and looks at Jimin with something next to fury in his eyes. “I'm sorry, correct me if I'm wrong, but did I tell you that you could cum?” Yoongi demands and Jimin looks up at him with wide eyes.
“No master you didn't.” Jimin answers looking down, but Yoongi grabs his chin and forces him to meet his eye.
“Then why did you?” Yoongi gets out through clenched teeth and Jimin whimpers, but Yoongi can tell by the way his pupils are still blown that he's enjoying seeing Yoongi like this.
“I – I don't know sir, I just couldn't hold it and you – ” Yoongi pulls out of him and walks over to the nightstand while Jimin blathers out excuse after excuse. When Yoongi comes back, he's smiling sadistically and Jimin's eyes are a mix of fear and wonder.
“Since you can't seem to control yourself, I think you need to be punished.” Yoongi picks up a big pink vibrator and shoves it as deep as he can inside of Jimin before turning it on the highest possible setting. Jimin whines and Yoongi stares down at him for a second before he turns to walk out of the room with Jimin shouting after him. He's met with Jeongguk's inquisitive eyes peering at him from the couch and he nods to the bedroom door. “In about twenty minutes, go check on him and take care of him yeah? I'm already going pretty rough on him and the last thing we need is another episode of last time you touched him.” Yoongi starts walking towards his own bedroom door and he hears Seokjin call his name from the kitchen.
“I won't go too hard on him hyung.” Jeongguk says but there's an underlying tone of insanity in Jeongguk's voice and Yoongi knows he's lying. Poor Jimin. Yoongi walks to the kitchen, still painfully hard and the unusually cool air hits him as soon as he steps through the door. Seokjin looks over at him and smiles.
“Seokjin hyung, you wanted to see me?” Seokjin is a pretty close second on Yoongi's favorite fucks list simply because he's gentle and caring with Yoongi.
“Come lay down.” Seokjin tells him patting the counter top and Yoongi smiles.
“More food experimentation?” Yoongi asks and Seokjin's cheeks burn bright red.
“Maybe. Just lean against the cabinets.” Yoongi does as he's told and he watches Seokjin grab a can of whipped cream from somewhere to his right. Seokjin turns to him with a small smile and Yoongi's intrigued.
“What are we doing with that exactly?” Yoongi asks and Seokjin shakes the can and, without warning, sprays some on the head of Yoongi's cock. Yoongi moans at the chill and looks down at Seokjin with hooded eyes as the other grabs his cock and swirls his tongue around the tip. Yoongi groans and his head falls back against the cabinet door he's leaning against. Seokjin moans around his crown before sinking down ever so slowly. Yoongi's pretty sure this blowjob can't get better; that is until Seokjin hollows his cheeks and takes Yoongi down his throat and starts swallowing around him. “Holy fuck Seokjin hyung.” Yoongi grunts out and Seokjin pulls off of him with a smirk.
“Does it feel good Yoongi-yah?” Seokjin asks with fake innocence written all over his face.
“It's better than good, but I want you to fuck me baby. Fuck me hard, princess.” Yoongi watches Seokjin's pupils dilate even more and he feels smug; Seokjin always has loved the nickname princess. Seokjin grabs his legs and spreads them even wider as he stares at Yoongi's hole reverently. His eyes travel up from Yoongi's milky thighs to his face and he smirks at him looking like pure sin wrapped in temptation.
“I'm gonna ruin you.” He promises and Yoongi shudders at his tone.
“Do it then.” Yoongi challenges with a raised brow and Seokjin grabs the back of his neck and pulls him into a bruising kiss that's all teeth and tongue. Yoongi sucks Seokjin's thick bottom lip into his mouth and bites down on it making Seokjin gasp into his mouth.
“Playing dirty are we?” Seokjin says as he pulls back and Yoongi smirks up at him. “So what do you want me to do with you Yoongi? You want me to keep sucking your pretty chocolate covered cock until you're begging to cum? Or maybe you want me to tease your gorgeous asshole until you cry? Or maybe you just want to be a good little slut and watch me jerk my cock off while just looking at you?” Yoongi gasps at Seokjins' suggestions with a wanton moan. Seokjin smiles and bites down on Yoongi's collar bone.
“Fuck me hyung. Tease me. Treat me like a dirty little whore. Do anything you want to me. I want you.” Yoongi whispers against Seokjin's ear before pulling the fleshy lobe between his teeth. Seokjin pushes him roughly against the cabinet before pushing his thick member deep inside of him. Yoongi sends his thanks to every higher power that he's loose enough for this not to hurt as he groans and bites Seokjin's broad shoulder. Seokjin thrusts into him slow and steady but his thrusts are powerful and deep and his grip on Yoongi's hips is rough enough to bruise.
Yoongi takes time to take in Seokjin's features as he watches a drop of sweat fall from his forehead and drip down to his neck. Seokjin probably has the prettiest pleasured faces out of the rest of them. He bites his plump lips and throws his head back exposing his long neck. He's beautiful. Seokjin delivers a particularly hard thrust and the blunt tip of his cock pushes right into his prostate and he almost passes out. He's gripping Seokjin's shoulders so tightly that his knuckles are white but the pain seems to only spur Seokjin on as he thrusts in harder and deeper. Yoongi feels Seokjin's large hand wrap around his member and he shouts as he start stroking him fast and rough.
Seokjin's hips stutter and he lets out a guttural groan as he cums inside of Yoongi's awaiting hole. Yoongi smiles at him and strokes his sweaty hair out of his face. Seokjin thrusts out the remainder of his orgasm and lets out a content sigh. Yoongi kisses his forehead and smiles.
“Good?” Yoongi asks and Seokjin smiles and nods.
“Great. Do you want me to –” Yoongi cuts Seokjin off with a shake of his head.
“Taehyung and Namjoon are waiting for me and you know how brutal they are.” Yoongi says with a slight roll of his eyes. Seokjin chuckles and pulls out of him.
“I'd clean you up, but you know how much Taehyung likes doing that.” Seokjin says. Yoongi pulls Seokjin down for a kiss and they're breathless when they pull away.
“Go check on Jeongguk and Jimin for me, will you princess?” Yoongi asks him and he nods with a satisfied smile on his face. “Take care of Jeongguk if you need to.” Yoongi tells him and he nods again.
“Will do. Good luck.” Seokjin sends him out of the kitchen with a rough smack on his ass and a smile.
When Yoongi walks into Taehyung's room it's pitch black and he's already excited. He flicks the light on and sees Taehyung smiling and showing off the machine like he's a game show host. Yoongi can't help but laugh even though his cock twitches when he sees the toy Taehyung is holding.
“Come lay down. I've been waiting all day for you and I don't feel like doing foreplay.” Taehyung tells him. Yoongi does as he's told and Taehyung sends him a square smile that is far too endearing for the current situation. Yoongi wastes no time laying on his bed and spreading his legs for Taehyung and Taehyung gets to work as soon as he has access to the desired area.
“Fuck.” Yoongi drawls out throwing his head back as Taehyung shoves the dildo into his already abused hole. Yoongi's favorite thing about having a so-called 'drilldo' is just how into it Taehyung seems to be. Sure he loves fucking Yoongi, but he loves seeing the mechanic toy fucking into Yoongi more than anything. “You could have warned me you little shit.” Yoongi tells him and Taehyung sends him an apologetic smile.
“Sorry hyung.” He turns the drilldo on it's lowest setting and revels in Yoongi's groans.
“That feels so fucking good Taehyung. Fuck my hole baby.” Taehyung grips his cock to keep himself from cumming at Yoongi's dirty talk. Yoongi squirms in the bed and bites his lips as he arches into a particularly hard thrust of Taehyung's hand. “Fuck Taehyung. I need you Tae. I need you to fuck me.” Taehyung has always been a fan of begging. He's also pretty good at the whole self restraint thing so, no matter how much begging Yoongi does, Taehyung holds steady. Yoongi groans and bites his already abused bottom lip until he tastes blood as the drilldo continues to pound at his prostate. He squirms a little and Taehyung presses a hand to Yoongi's abdomen to keep him still.
“You're such a pretty little slut Yoongi. I can't believe you aren't as marked up as you should be. I want you covered in my teeth marks. My gorgeous little slut.” Taehyung says reverently as his eyes scan up and down Yoongi's body. Without much warning, Taehyung leans up and bites down right below Yoongi's belly button and sucks the skin between his teeth.
“Oh God!” Yoongi says clenching around the toy as he cums hard and untouched onto his stomach and Taehyung's face. Taehyung turns the toy up higher as he pulls back from Yoongi with furrowed brows. He looks ridiculous with cum on his cheek and a frown but Yoongi is suffering too much to care. “Taehyung, I'm sorry.” Yoongi whimpers to the younger as he thrusts the toy right into Yoongi's sensitive prostate. Taehyung says nothing, just studies Yoongi as he writhes and a few tears leak from his eyes.
“I'm sorry too, hyung.” Taehyung says as he thrusts the toy in and out of Yoongi aiding the toy in its erratic movements. Yoongi whimpers and more tears leak out as Taehyung grabs his sensitive cock and starts stroking it furiously. “But I don't think that I told you that you could cum, did I?” Taehyung asks stroking his cock even faster.
“No, you didn't.” Yoongi whimpers out around his tears. The tears are flowing out of his eyes like a river and he's trying to arch away from Taehyung, but that just makes the younger even angrier.
“Hold still.” Taehyung commands sounding cold and steely. Yoongi goes against everything in his body telling him to get away from Taehyung and stays as still as he can. With Taehyung stroking him roughly and jamming the toy against his prostate so aggressively, Yoongi cums so hard that it hurts and he cries out at the pain. He hasn't been forced to cum in so long that he'd forgotten how painfully addictive it was. All at once, Taehyung pulls the toy out of him and pulls away from his shivering body completely. “You ok, Yoongi hyung?” There's concern in Taehyung's eyes and Yoongi knows that he's no longer in the dom mindset he was in previously. All Yoongi can do is nod and curl into himself still shivering and crying. Taehyung knew that the only reason his hyung was crying was because he was so overwhelmed with pleasure, but he still felt bad for being the cause. Yoongi, apparently sensing Taehyung's trepidation, reaches up to him and pulls him down into a bruising kiss.
“Towel.” Yoongi rasps out to Taehyung. Taehyung nods and goes to get a warm wet towel to clean Yoongi off with. After Yoongi is clean and no longer shivering, Taehyung arches a brow at him.
“Are you good to go again?” Taehyung asks and Yoongi nods sending him a smile.
“Yeah, I'm good.” Yoongi breathes out. Taehyung nods and in a split second his face changes and Yoongi knows that he's gotten back into his head space. Yoongi uncurls himself and spreads his legs presenting his hole to Taehyung once more. Taehyung picks the toy up from beside Yoongi and pushes it back inside him and Yoongi keens at the feeling. Taehyung sucks on his index finger and shoves it in alongside the toy without any warning. Taehyung doesn't turn the toy on, but he moves it gently with one hand while he wiggles his finger alongside it. Taehyung can tell that Yoongi is ready when he starts pushing back against him, so Taehyung adds another finger and starts scissoring the fingers in and out of his awaiting hole.
“Fuck.” Taehyung breathes out as he watches Yoongi's thighs quiver and strain against the bed. He adds the third and final finger and brushes up against Yoongi's prostate and Yoongi cries out a string of expletives. “You're so gorgeous, Yoongi hyung.” Taehyung tells him tilting his head to the side and licking his lips.
Taehyung removes his fingers when Yoongi is stretched enough to take him and Yoongi groans out his disappointment until he sees Taehyung grab the lube and rub a generous amount onto his aching cock. He hisses at the contact and has to refrain from stroking himself to completion on Yoongi's thighs. He positions the his cock right above the toy and pushes the head in with is gently trying to ease into him. Yoongi's eyes roll back in his head and he flinches away from Taehyung slightly. Taehyung lets go of the toy and grabs Yoongi's hip to steady him and, while doing so, he inadvertently pushes his cock in deeper. They both groan, Yoongi's sounding more pained than Taehyung's, and Taehyung has to steady himself to keep from cumming. In the back of Yoongi's mind he applauds Taehyung's patience and the fact that he hasn't cum yet.
Inch by slow inch later, Taehyung finally bottoms out and both he and Yoongi sigh and Yoongi is shaking from exertion. He throws his head back as Taehyung starts circling his hips to try to ease the pain that Yoongi is feeling. Taehyung leans in and sucks Yoongi's bottom lip into his mouth to try to distract him from the pain. Taehyung bites down gently on Yoongi's bottom lip and Yoongi moans.
“Move, Tae.” Yoongi tells him with a slight nod. Taehyung pulls out slightly and pushes back in and Yoongi groans pulling him down to kiss him deeply. The kiss is all teeth and tongue and passion and it sends a wanton shiver down Yoongi's spine. He pushes back against Taehyung and Taehyung groans out his approval. “I said move.” Yoongi says against his lips with a self-satisfied smirk. Taehyung growls and pulls out nearly all the way before surging forward and smirking when the smile that Yoongi was wearing turns into a silent moan. Taehyung reaches down to the switch on the toy and turns it on causing Yoongi and himself to moan.
“Oh, fuck Yoongi hyung, you feel so good.” Taehyung tells him as he starts up a steady rhythm while the toy sends vibes through Taehyung's shaft.
“Oh, yes Taehyung right there.” Yoongi says arching his back to meet Taehyung's eager thrusts. Taehyung pauses and pulls out and Yoongi groans at him. “What are you doing?” He whines as Taehyung turns the toy off and pulls it out of Yoongi.
“Sorry hyung, that was just too much for me. I wasn't gonna last long.” Taehyung lays down on the bed beside Yoongi and pats his thighs with his signature box smile. “Ride me?” He asks and Yoongi rolls his eyes but sits up anyway so that he can straddle Taehyung's hips. He sinks down on Taehyungs cock and Taehyung groans. “How are you still so tight?” He asks as he grabs Yoongi's waist. Yoongi chuckles a little until Taehyung angles his hips and thrusts up right into his prostate making his eyes rolls back in his head and a whimper fall from his lips.
“Fuck.” Yoongi exclaims gripping onto Taehyung's shoulders for purchase. Taehyung smiles up at his tiny hyung and pulls him down into a kiss as he pistons his hips faster. Taehyung knows that Yoongi is close again, he can feel it in the way that Yoongi's nails bite into his shoulder blade. He can see it in the way that Yoongi bites into his already abused lips and gasps at every thrust. He can see Yoongi's cock red and leaking and straining against his pale abdomen that's pulled taut against his lean, rippling muscles. He feels the way Yoongi clenches around him and Taehyung knows that he's coming before he even utters the words.
“Oh God, Taehyung, I'm cumming.” Yoongi moans out as his body tenses as his untouched cock shoots cum all over Taehyung's chest. Taehyung grunts and thrusts deep one last time before filling Yoongi with his cum. Taehyung stays seated deep inside of Yoongi to ride out the waves of his orgasm before he lays back on the bed spent. He and Yoongi slump against each other as they catch their breaths and Taehyung can feel Yoongi smile against his shoulder. “Thanks, Tae.” Yoongi says leaning up so that he can kiss him. Yoongi rolls off of him and snuggles up to his side.
“Sleep hyung. You need rest for today.” Taehyung tells him and within seconds Yoongi does exactly that.
When Yoongi wakes up he feels weightless and like he's swaying and when he opens his eyes he sees his legs in the black stirrups of their sex swing and feels six pairs of hungry eyes on him.
“Morning sunshine,” Namjoon says with a smirk as he walks into Yoongi's line of sight “Did you sleep well?” Yoongi nods sending him a wide smile.
“Of course,” Yoongi tells him looking around at his other lovers before meeting Namjoon's eyes. “Are we putting on a show, Joon?” He asks tilting his head at the others and licking his lips as he meets Hoseok's eye. Namjoon grabs his jaw and turns his head so that he's staring at him.
“Yes, we are. But you're only allowed to look at me. See everyone got to have you yesterday but, because of a certain brat named Jeon Jeongguk, I didn't so I think it's only fair that you can only look at me right?” Namjoon asks rhetorically. Yoongi bites his lip and nods.
“Of course. But, may I ask what happens if I don't look at only you, Joon?” Yoongi asks with a teasing lilt to his voice. Namjoon's smile is nothing less than sadistic.
“Let's just say you might not wanna find out.” Namjoon leaves his side to go stand in the space created between Yoongi's thighs by the stirrups as he gives his body an appreciative once over before getting on his knees. He kneads Yoongi's ass cheeks roughly and Yoongi has yet to let his bottom lip slip from between his teeth as he leans back and relaxes into Namjoon's rough touch. Namjoon spreads Yoongi's cheeks apart and swipes his tongue against the still pretty sore hole. Yoongi gasps and tries to arch away from Namjoon, but the swing prevents him from doing so. Namjoon continues to attack Yoongi's pretty pink hole with his large tongue and Yoongi tries to keep his moans to a minimum. They've only just started and he knows how much his moans drive the others crazy so he doesn't want them to come to their end too quick.
Namjoon pulls at the puckered skin with his teeth and Yoongi hisses and glares down at the cocky blond between his legs. Namjoon pulls away with a slurp when Yoongi's cock is fully hard against his stomach and stands to align he and Yoongi's cocks together before grabbing them both with a calloused hand and stroking lightly. Though the pressure on Yoongi's cock feels great, it's not enough, and he knows that Namjoon knows that fact too by the smirk on his face.
“You're such an asshole, Namjoon.” Yoongi says through gritted teeth as Namjoon's thumb presses into the slit on Yoongi's cock head.
“I know.” Namjoon tells him with that incessant smirk on his plump lips. Yoongi leans up and pulls Namjoon's lip between his teeth and bites down hard enough to almost draw blood.
“You shouldn't tease,” Yoongi says against his lips “It's not very nice.” Yoongi hears a snort from somewhere in the room and he almost tries to find the source but Namjoon's eyes warn him against it.
“How do you want it, Yoongi hyung? Do you wanna stay on your back like this with your legs spread wide for me, or do you want to lay with your perky little ass up in the air for all of us to see?” Namjoon asks. Yoongi bites his lip and tilts his head like he's considering, but both he and Namjoon know which way Yoongi prefers.
“How about with my ass in the air so all of my boys can see what you're doing to me?” Yoongi says with a naughty smile.
“Perfect.” Namjoon whispers staring deeply at Yoongi. He lifts Yoongi easily out of the swing and sets him on his feet so that he can rearrange himself in the swing. He places his knees in the bottom most stirrups and lays his chest down on the leather of the seat that's now warm from his own body heat. He hears a collection of moans and gasps around the room and he smirks to himself until Namjoon brings his large hand down onto his right ass cheek startling a moan out of him. “You're such a tease hyung. You just love having everyone watching you be a good little slut don't you? You love knowing that they're hard and aching just staring at your pretty little asshole, huh?” Namjoon says with his deep gruff voice and Yoongi shivers as his cock hardens a little more at the humiliation. “Answer me filthy slut.” Namjoon demands with another smack to Yoongi's ass cheeks.
“Yes, Master, I love it.” Yoongi whimpers out mostly for show.
“You love what my pretty little cunt?” Namjoon asks massaging his stinging ass cheek softly.
“I love having everyone watch you while you use me. I love knowing that I'm the reason you are all so hard. I'm nothing but a slut.” Yoongi says humiliation coursing through his veins and adding to his pleasure. Yoongi is relatively new to the humiliation kink; he'd found out that he had the kink after Namjoon who was still in daddy mode from being with Jimin had started shaming his so-called 'tiny little cock'. That night he'd come nearly harder than he ever had before.
“I bet you do. You want them to cum just to the thought of you, don't you? Want them to cover these milky thighs with their spunk, hmm?” Namjoon asks moving to caress Yoongi's thighs. Namjoon leans in and bites down on one of Yoongi's thighs harshly while pinching at the other. When it takes Yoongi too long to answer him back, he pulls away and smacks Yoongi's ass again. “I asked you a question slut.” Namjoon growls out at him.
“Fuck, yes I do, but I want them to cum on my face, too. I wanna taste how much they love me.” Yoongi speaks out even though he knows he's not supposed to. Namjoon bites down harsher on Yoongi's thigh, but that's all the punishment he gets for adding more to a simple question.
“Of course you do you dirty little whore.” Is all that Namjoon says so Yoongi knows that he's broken him down. He feels the head of Namjoon's thick cock sit at his entrance and he tries to push back to at least push the head in but Namjoon's grasp on his hips keeps him from doing so.
“Tell me how much you want it. Beg for my cock like the dirty whore that you are. Show me that you're worth shoving my dick into you.” Namjoon says rotating his hips so that there's some added pressure on his puckered asshole.
“Please fuck me, Master. I know I don't deserve it, but I can make you feel good. Use me Master, please. Fuck me like I'm just a hole for you to put your dick in.” Yoongi whines out to him and he feels Namjoon's grip tighten on his hips.
“Fuck, you know the right words to say don't you slut?” Namjoon asks before thrusting his cock into Yoongi slowly. Yoongi doesn't know if Namjoon used lube or if his words just made Namjoon's cock leak enough for the slide to be smooth, but Yoongi is more than grateful no matter the reason. Namjoon and Yoongi, along with at least three of the other occupants in the room, moan simultaneously and Yoongi curses the fact that he can't push himself toward Namjoon like he wants to. Namjoon stops moving when he's balls deep and Yoongi wonders why he's waiting until he realizes what Namjoon wants.
“Please fuck me Master. Use me for the only thing I'm good for.” Yoongi whimpers out turning to look at Namjoon. Namjoon's eyes are hooded but there's an infuriating smile on his face and, even though Yoongi wants to punch him, he doesn't want to ruin the mood.
“Only because you asked so nicely.” Namjoon says still smiling. Namjoon pulls all the way out of Yoongi before slamming back in and the force of his thrust makes Yoongi swing forward in his binds. Yoongi arches his back toward Namjoon as the younger starts thrusting deep inside of him. The slide of Namjoon's cock against his still sensitive walls is driving him insane and, when the bulbous head of Namjoon's cock rubs against his prostate, he sees stars.
“Fuck.” Yoongi hears Taehyung say from somewhere to his right. It dawns on him that he'd actually forgotten about the others presence in the room in the first place and he almost feels bad until Namjoon angles his hips to hit his prostate with every thrust. Namjoon pulls out of him suddenly and Yoongi curses at him even though he's breaking his submissive character.
“What the fuck Namjoon?!” Yoongi demands sounding a little breathless as he turns to glare at him.
“Turn back around. Don't you want everyone to cum in your mouth?” Namjoon asks with a raised brow. Yoongi looks around him and notices that his previously sitting lovers are now surrounding him and stroking their hard cocks furiously. Yoongi stands on wobbly legs with Namjoon's large hands wrapped around his waist and settles back into his previous position with a sigh. Namjoon spreads his thighs and puts his legs back into the stirrup and within seconds Namjoon is sinking back inside of his still tight hole.
“Shit that's hot.” Jeongguk says as he takes in the erotic scene before him and strokes his cock even faster.
“God Master, please don't stop.” Yoongi begs Namjoon as the younger pistons his hips faster into him.
“Fuck, you're still such a tight little whore aren't you? How are you still this tight?” Namjoon grunts out with a look of pure concentration. There's sweat matting his platinum hair to his forehead, his lips are red and swollen, and his muscles are straining against the sweaty skin and Yoongi has to look away to make sure that he doesn't cum just yet. That turns out to be a bad idea because he looks directly at Seokjin and Jimin who are kissing and stroking each others cocks at matched paces.
“Oh God, I'm cumming.” Taehyung tells them before he yanks Yoongi back by his hair roughly to cum on his face. He closes his eyes just as the warm liquid hit his mouth and he smiles up at Taehyung with cum splattered on his lips. When he knows that there's no cum on his eyelids, he opens his eyes and smiles even wider at a spent Taehyung.
“Good job, Tae.” Yoongi says with a wink as he licks some of the cum from the corner of his mouth. That small little act seems to drive Jeongguk over the edge as he takes Taehyung's place and cums on Yoongi's face and abdomen with a deep groan. Yoongi watches as the cum lands on his tense abdomen and he can't help but smile.
“You look so pretty, Yoongi hyung.” Yoongi hears Jimin tell him from his left.
“Not as pretty as you, Jiminie.” Yoongi tells him hissing through his teeth when Namjoon thrusts in particularly hard and presses into his prostate. That sets Jimin off as he moans loudly and strokes his cock faster. His cum lands across Yoongi's chest and stomach and Yoongi groans as he tries not to cum just yet. Namjoon didn't give him permission to so he won't until he's told he can. Yoongi focuses back in on Namjoon and sees his eyes rolling back as he thrusts back into him quickly. Yoongi can tell that Namjoon is trying not to lose the little bit of self control he still has but when Yoongi starts licking at the cum that's quickly cooling on his face, Namjoon looses it and starts thrusting in as fast as he can.
“Yoongi,” Namjoon breathes out around a low moan “Cum for me baby.” Namjoon says and before the words are even fully out of his mouth Yoongi is cumming untouched with a drawn out moan which draws Namjoon's orgasm out of him. Yoongi feels the cum painting his walls and he smiles tiredly at Namjoon.
“Fuck.” Yoongi hears Seokjin say before he feels more cum landing on his face. Hoseok, who's been quiet this entire time, coaxes Yoongi's mouth open without much resistance and cums down his throat moaning like a madman. Yoongi swallows the cum in his mouth and licks around his lips to catch all the cum he can with his tongue before swallowing it down too. The next few minutes are spent in silence as everyone tries to catch their breathes and Yoongi feels a warm, wet towel cleaning off his face and chest. He opens his eyes when there's no more cum on them to see Seokjin taking care of him and he smiles warmly at him.
“Thank you.” He whispers though it sounds loud in the silent room.
“Well, that was nice.” Hoseok says with a smile from his spot slumped on the couch. Namjoon pulls out of him and some of the cum runs out of him and he scrunches his nose in distaste. Seokjin comes to his rescue and wipes the cum up and Yoongi smiles gratefully at him. Both Namjoon and Seokjin help Yoongi out of the bed and all seven of them drag themselves up to the large bed in their bedroom. After they've settled into bed with Yoongi directly in the middle Yoongi looks around at them with a sated smile on his face.
“You know, I'm gonna hate you guys for the rest of the day right?” Yoongi says and he's met with a few tired chuckles.
“We know.” Taehyung says snuggling into Namjoon's side.
“It was worth it though.” Hoseok says kissing Yoongi's temple.
“It was.” Yoongi says just as he falls asleep on Seokjin's shoulder feeling fuzzy and sated.