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Jimin bites his lip hard and shakes his leg subconsciously as he waits for their manager to dismiss them. They're getting some time off for the new year and he has an itch under his skin that only his boyfriends can scratch. Namjoon looks over at him with an eyebrow raised in question and Jimin can't even hide how anxious he is to get out of the room. Namjoon puts a possessive hand on his thigh and squeezes lightly and the contact is enough for Jimin to calm down a little. Jimin takes in a deep breath as their manager finally comes into the room.
“Alright, you guys have been working very hard recently and everyone thinks that you deserve a vacation, so tomorrow is going to be the start of your two week vacation. You can rest at the dorm or you can go home to your families, as long as you guys rest.” Their manager tells them and the room breaks out into shouts and cheers. They file out of the room talking about what they plan to do on the break but Jimin remains silent trying to calm himself down.
“Jimin, are you alright?” Yoongi asks loud enough for the others to hear. Everyone stops and turns to him and Jimin can't lie so he shakes his head with his eyes cast down.
“What's wrong, Jiminie?” Taehyung asks wrapping an arm around Jimin's shoulders.
“I just need some kind of relief.” Jimin tells them with a small voice. The others nod in understanding and lead Jimin out to the van. They know that Jimin gets this way sometimes; he needs them to help him relieve stress and there's only one way for them to do so. When they all get to the dorm, Jimin latches onto Namjoon's arm like it's a life-line.
“What do you want, Jimin?” Namjoon asks rubbing his arm soothingly.
“Everyone.” Jimin says as Namjoon leads them to the big family room.
“Standing or laying down?” Namjoon asks always the one to take the lead.
“Either, I just need –” Jimin starts to plead but Namjoon cuts him off with a kiss.
“I know.” Namjoon says leaning his forehead on Jimins to look directly into his eyes. “We're gonna help you, Jimin, just try to be patient for a little while longer.” Namjoon tells him pulling complete away from him after placing a chaste kiss on his lips. Jimin whines at the loss of contact, but Jeongguk takes Namjoon's place effortlessly. Jimin watches with hazy eyes as his lovers lead him to Namjoon's bedroom because his bedroom has all the best toys.
“We going easy on him, Joon?” Yoongi asks as he looks in one of Namjoon's large drawers for some restraints.
“What do you say, baby? How do you want it?” Namjoon asks stroking Jimin's hair soothingly.
“Rough. Take me hard. Please!” Jimin begs. His declaration has Hoseok groaning as his pants tighten but Namjoon keeps his cool exterior intact. He wouldn't be leader if he couldn't keep calm under pressure and this is definitely a lot of pressure.
“Alright baby, we will. Just not too rough right, Jeongguk?” Namjoon asks gruffly looking at Jeongguk with a raised brow. Jeongguk smiles at him and Namjoon sighs resigned.
“I'll be as gentle as I can be, hyung.” Jeongguk promises.
“That's probably the best you're getting out of him Namjoon-ah.” Hoseok tells him with a chuckle.
“Yeah, for now.” Namjoon says with a promise in his eyes that Jeongguk's all too familiar with. “Just be careful, yeah?” Namjoon asks the younger. Jeongguk gives him a mock salute and Namjoon already knows that he's going to have to punish him but, right now, they need to focus on Jimin who's shaking slightly.
“Come here, Jimin.” Yoongi says motioning to Namjoon's large bed. Jimin walks over to Yoongi's side and Yoongi sets him down on the bed. “Move to the middle, Jiminie.” Yoongi says gently. Jimin follows his command and scoots to the center of the bed as the others spread out on either side of him. Hoseok starts unbuttoning Jimin's too tight pants while Namjoon coaxes him out of his shirt. When his shirt is off, Taehyung reaches up to tweak one of his nipples rolling the bud around between his fingers just to the point of pain. Jimin moans and arches into his touch just as Namjoon leans down to bite at his abdomen to mark him. Jimin nearly sobs as some of the tension leaves him but it's still not enough. Jimin isn't quite sure when his pants were removed but he feels Seokjin's large hands gripping and massaging his thighs and Yoongi doing the same to his calf muscles.
“You're so tense all over, Jimin. Why didn't you tell us you needed release before you got this tense?” Yoongi asks still rubbing the hard muscle. Namjoon, who's nibbled his way down Jimin's torso, looks up at him curiously as they all wait on his answer.
“You guys were busy.” Jimin yelps out as Namjoon bites down on the smooth skin of his stomach harshly as Yoongi's hands tense and still on his calves. It seems that the entire room freezes as everyone stops whatever they're doing to Jimin at Namjoon's warning growl.
“Jimin, don't ever try to use that as an excuse again. We always make time for each other, no matter how tired or busy we are and you know that.” Namjoon tells him with a fierce glare. Jimin shivers under his scrutiny but, when he resumes sucking marks onto Jimin's soft stomach, everyone continues their ministrations as if they'd never stopped. Seokjin has spread Jimin's thighs so that Hoseok can tease his hole with a slick finger and Jeongguk is currently sucking on his neck not hard enough to bruise but hard enough to tease. Yoongi is still rubbing his calves soothingly and Taehyung has sucked one nipple into his mouth and is still pinching at the other. Jimin is already a squirming mess on the bed and his cock is hard and straining against his stomach just centimeters away from Namjoon's teasing mouth.
Jeongguk pulls away from his neck with a satisfied smirk and Namjoon seems like he may say something, but Jimin's stomach is quivering beneath him and he's far too focused on what he's doing to care. When Jimin is nearly screaming at every touch on his sensitive skin, Namjoon decides to show a little mercy and gets everyone to stop what they're doing to him.
“Alright guys, who should get Jimin first?” Namjoon asks as if Jimin isn't laying beneath him and perfectly able to speak for himself.
“I think that we should start gently so maybe Seokjin hyung?” Taehyung asks with a shrug.
“Definitely. The rest of you can follow me. He needs some alone time with all of us I'd bet and we wouldn't want anyone to take time away from Seokjin hyung.” Namjoon says sending Seokjin a smile. Seokjin smiles back as Namjoon and the others leave without another word to he and Jimin before turning to look Jimin up and down appreciatively.
“Hey.” Seokjin smiles down at him. Jimin watches as Seokjin strips off his shirt and he nearly gasps at the sight. Seokjin's broad shoulders and muscular arms have Jimin biting his bottom lip in anticipation for the events to come. Seokjin chuckles a little at his reaction and Jimin smiles up at him. “Tell me what you want, Jiminie.” Seokjin states as he pulls his pants and boxers down and grips his hard cock.
“I want you, hyung. I want you to fuck me and fill me with your cum. Please. I need it.” Jimin whines to Seokjin whose cock twitches in interest.
“Spread your legs for me, Jimin.” Seokjin orders softly. Jimin does as he's told quickly looking up at Seokjin innocently. Seokjin marvels at Jimin's pretty pink hole and has to steady himself. He knows that the others are waiting, but he also knows that he doesn't want to cum too quick. “You're so pretty like this baby. Legs spread wide and cute puckered hole waiting for my cock. You're more beautiful than any piece of artwork there ever was.” Seokjin states slowly stroking his cock. Jimin blushes a pretty pink all the way to his collarbones and Seokjin smirks.
“Please fuck me, hyung. I need you.” Jimin tells him. Seokjin digs his thumb into the slit of his cock and spreads the precum around the head.
“Lube?” Seokjin asks with a quirked brow. Jimin nods but when Seokjin lifts up a condom, he shakes his head.
“I just want to feel you.” Jimin says. Seokjin nods and kneels down on the bed as he slicks up two of his long fingers. He circles around the puckered hole with one finger before sticking the tip inside slowly. Jimin hisses a little but it's not enough. “More.” Jimin begs wiggling a little to try to get Seokjin's entire finger inside of him.
“Patience.” Seokjin says looking up at him with a raised brow as he eases his finger into him. Jimin lets out a frustrated groan mainly because Seokjin is one of the only of his lovers that lets him get away with a little defiance. Seokjin smacks his thigh lightly in warning and Jimin shudders at the sting. Seokjin, just as impatient as Jimin himself, pulls out his index finger and slips both of his slick fingers back into Jimin just as quickly. Jimin groans a little at the intrusion but he nods for Seokjin to keep going. Seokjin, it seems, is in a teasing mood because he is going to great lengths to make sure that with every deep thrust of his fingers, he misses Jimin's prostate by half a centimeter.
“Jin hyung come on.” Jimin whines pouting down at the elder who just laughs at his childish behavior. Finally, Seokjin takes pity on the poor soul and curls his fingers and brushes the tips right along Jimin's prostate softly. Jimin shudders and his cock leaks out a string of precum as he moans and clenches around Seokjin's fingers. Seokjin makes quick work of finger fucking Jimin open and Jimin can feel himself ready to cum just from Seokjin's fingers.
“You ready baby?” Seokjin asks as he removes his fingers and wipes them on the bed. He spreads a generous amount of lube on his cock and positions himself right at Jimin's awaiting hole. He looks up to meet Jimin's eyes and Jimin nods biting his lip as he stares up at Jin.
“Please.” Jimin pleads in a small voice. Seokjin, unlike others Jimin won't mention Namjoon and Jeongguk, pushes in all the way instead of teasing him and he's so glad for it. He thinks he's been teased enough for a little while and he's craving to be filled to the brim. Seokjin closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to steady himself and try to will the knot that's already starting forming in the pit of his stomach away. He hasn't been able to have Jimin to himself for weeks and he may not have him to himself again for a while, so he has to make this last for as long as he can.
“Fuck, Jimin, you're still so tight baby. How are you still so tight?” Seokjin says as Jimin steadies his breathing. Jimin offers him a small smirk and Seokjin can't resist leaning down to suck on Jimin's bottom lip.
“Ah, Jin hyung, your cock is so big, fuck.” Jimin says as he starts wiggling his hips in circles to let Seokjin know that he's ready for him to move. “Please fuck me, princess.” Jimin whines gripping at Seokjin's broad shoulders. Seokjin grunts and grabs Jimin's thighs t stead them and slowly pulls his cock out of Jimin's tight heat before sinking back in with a groan. Jimin's cock is still hard and aching from being ignored for so long, but Jimin knows that he can't touch himself unless he's told otherwise. He claws at Seokjin's shoulders as Seokjin starts moving his hips is small circles. Jimin throws his head back with a groan as the blunt head of his cock brushes past his prostate on the fourth thrust and he bites his lip so hard that he can taste blood.
Seokjin leans down to bite at Jimin's shoulder groaning as Jimin's rippled walls tighten around him and Jimin digs the heel of his foot into Seokjin's lower back. Seokjin pulls back and watches the Jimins' taut stomach contract as he fucks into him deep and hard. He watches as Jimin thrashes his head around the pillow and cries out silently, still not a hundred percent as relaxed as he should be. He leans down causing his cock to slip in deeper and pulls Jimin's bottom lip into his mouth.
“Just let go, Jimin.” Seokjin whispers but he knows that Jimin heard because the smaller boy lets out an array of moans and grips his shoulders harder. Jimin sobs at a particularly hard thrust and he looks up at Seokjin with wide, pleading eyes.
“Can I ride you? Please?” Jimin begs rolling his hips back to meet Seokjin's thrusts. Seokjin groans and pulls out of Jimin before laying down beside him on the bed and patting his lap invitingly.
“You're gonna be the death of me someday, you know?” Jimin just laughs but, as soon as he sinks down on Seokjin's cock, he gasps and grinds down on the older man.
The new position that they're in causes Seokjin's cock to brush against Jimin's prostate in a whole new way and Jimin can hardly get enough of it. He starts riding Seokjin like a man possessed and Seokjin has to grip his hips harshly and stop him.
“Calm down or you're gonna hurt yourself.” Seokjin says but he can tell that Jimin isn't listening. Jimin's too far gone to try and pace himself and his cock is slapping his stomach harshly and it's just the right amount of pain to balance out the pleasure that Seokjin's long cock is giving him.
“Jin hyung, I'm gonna cum. Can I cum? Please, please let me cum.” Jimin pleads still bouncing on Seokjin's cock as fast as he can. Seokjin grips his hips and starts thrusting up into him quickly as Jimin groans about how good Seokjin feels inside of him. The filth spewing from Jimin's mouth is enough to have Seokjin on edge so when Seokjin does finally give Jimin the OK to cum and he does harshly, Seokjin can hardly contain himself. “Fuck me through it. Please fuck me through it. Oh my God.” Jimin moans out as his cock spurts out rope after rope of sticky cum onto his and Seokjin's stomachs. Jimin's cock starts to soften and Seokjin is still fucking up into him quickly and Jimin isn't sure he can take much more of it. He's shivering and whimpering slightly from over sensitivity when Seokjin finally cums deep inside of him with a drawn out groan.
“Fuck, Jimin.” Seokjin says as his hips spasm against Jimin's backside. When Seokjin has given all that he can give, Jimin smiles down at him drawing patterns in the cum that's cooling on his stomach. He giggles as Seokjin lays back, spent, and kisses at Seokjin's neck contently.
“That was good.” Jimin says and Seokjin scoffs with a roll of his eyes.
“After all of that, all you can say is that it was good? I'm kind of offended.” Seokjin says wrapping his arm around Jimin's small waist. Seokjin wants to get on to Jimin for dieting again but he's far too tired to lecture him so he lets it go for now.
“Fine, it was great, Jinnie hyung.” Jimin says sighing contently into the crook of Seokjin's neck. Seokjin kisses Jimin's forehead and he almost falls asleep until he hears an impatient knock on the door that ruins the peaceful atmosphere.
“I know that Seokjin hyung is a cuddle whore but, tell him to come cuddle with someone else, it's my turn with Jiminnie.” Taehyung says through the door. Jimin and Seokjin laugh and Seokjin gives Jimin a long parting kiss.
“See you tomorrow, Jiminnie.” Seokjin says giving him one last chaste kiss before he gets up to leave the room. He doesn't bother to put on any clothes as he walks out of the room and Jimin hears the resounding sound of skin hitting skin as Seokjin passes Taehyung. “Stop smacking my ass, Kim Taehyung.” Seokjin warns not sounding near as threatening as he thinks he is.
“I can't help it, it's so nice.” Jimin doesn't have to see Taehyung to know that he's smiling that box smile and he snorts. Before he can get too comfortable, though, Taehyung is bounding into the room and jumping into the bed beside Jimin to pepper his face with kisses. “Hi, Jiminnie.” Taehyung says still smiling.
“Hey TaeTae. Not that I'm complaining, but why did you get to go next?” Jimin asks honestly curious as Taehyung rubs circles into his naked hip.
“Namjoon hyung and Yoongi hyung are trying to tire Jeongguk out to make sure that he's not too rough with you and Hoseok hyung said that I could go ahead before him so here we are.” Taehyung says still smiling. His smile drops from his face and his eyes turn serious a split second later and then he's biting at Jimin's collarbones eliciting moans from the older. Jimin is still kind of sensitive and Taehyung knows it so he positions Jimin onto his back before sinking down on the bed between his spread legs. “So pretty, Jiminnie. So pretty for me.” Taehyung says to which Jimin blushes.
“Shut up, Tae.” Jimin says nudging Taehyung with his foot. Taehyung looks down at his wet hole and licks his lips before moving in to lick around the sensitive hole. Jimin sighs as his hand finds purchase in Taehyung's soft hair. He grips the roots and pulls as soon as Taehyung's tongue delves deeper into his hole to lick the cum out of him. The noises that Taehyung makes from between Jimin's legs are obscene and, in record time, Jimin's cock starts to thicken again against his stomach. “Taehyung.” Jimin moans out and Taehyung looks up at him with a raised brow. “Stop teasing, you're killing me.” Jimin tells him trying to pull Taehyung away from his sloppy hole. Taehyung smirks at him and he looks ridiculous with wetness smeared all over the bottom half of his face but Jimin's still turned on.
“Which toy do you want today, Jiminnie?” Taehyung asks wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he stands to go look in their toy drawer. He has his eye on a purple set of vibrating anal beads, but he at least wants to give Jimin the chance to choose.
“There's a look in your eye that tells me you already know what you want to use on me, so I'm down for whatever.” Jimin says with a smile. He's laying on his side to look at Taehyung and Taehyung can't help but think that Jimin is one of the most beautiful people he's ever seen in his life. Taehyung focuses back on the task at hand and grabs the anal beads and heads over to Jimin with a smirk. Jimin rolls his eyes but Taehyung just chuckles. “I should have known.” Jimin says as he lays back on the bed. Taehyung looks at him thoughtfully before he nods.
“You really should have.” Taehyung says to which Jimin laughs. It's always been easy with Taehyung. They balance each other out in the best way and Taehyung always leaves Jimin sated and giggling. Taehyung grabs for the lube but Jimin stops him with a shake of his head.
“There's already enough lube in there. Just hurry up and stop wasting my time, Tae.” Jimin tells him like the petulant brat he is. Taehyung smacks his thigh in warning and Jimin settles down into the comfortable bed and waits.
The first press of the little bead inside of him makes his squirm a little but it's not enough and Taehyung knows it. Taehyung starts pushing the beads deeper into Jimin and nothing seems to affect him until Taehyung gets to the second to largest bead. Jimin moans softly and Taehyung licks his lips still concentrating on the task at hand. Taehyung pushes the beads all the way in before pulling them out slowly. That seems to do the trick because Jimin starts squirming more and biting his lip to try to keep in his groans.
“Why aren't you moaning? You know you want to.” Taehyung whispers but he knows that Jimin heard him because he lifts a challenging eyebrow at Taehyung.
“Why aren't you making me moan?” Jimin says smiling down at Taehyung. Taehyung growls out at him a little and Jimin knows that he's successfully ruffled his feathers when he starts thrusting the toy in deeper and faster into Jimin. Jimin starts moaning but, still, it isn't enough and he groans out at Taehyung. “You don't have to treat me like a porcelain doll Tae, I can take it. Be rougher. I know you can.” Jimin tells him. Taehyung finally takes the hint and starts thrusting the toy into Jimin deeper and, soon enough, he has Jimin pushing back to meet his hard thrusts and Jimin's cock is leaking again. Taehyung smirks and, as he thrust the toy into Jimin harshly, he turns on the vibrations and Jimin has to grip his cock tightly to keep from cumming. “Asshole.” He says around a moan while Taehyung just laughs.
“You told me not to treat you like a doll. Not my fault you can't take it.” Taehyung sits back on his haunches to just admire the view that Jimin is giving him. Jimin is squirming and trying not to jerk on his pretty cock and his stomach is pulled taut. He looks so sexy and Taehyung decides that neither of them deserves this torture anymore. He turns the vibrating beads off and pulls them out of Jimin and sits them somewhere to the side of him. He grabs the lube and pours a generous amount in his hand to rub on his cock much to Jimin's dismay.
“I told you I didn't need anymore lube dammit.” Jimin tells him with a pout. Taehyung leans down to kiss it off his face with a smile.
“Yeah, but I saw how Namjoon hyung was tearing into Jeongguk so I'm doing this for my own protection.” Taehyung tells him lining his cock up to Jimin's awaiting hole.
“What's wrong? Can't take a little punishment from the leader?” Jimin teases. Taehyung doesn't answer, just shoves his cock into Jimin's ass and Jimin groans and throws his head back against the pillow underneath it.
“Asshole.” Jimin repeats to which Taehyung just smirks.
“I'm not an asshole, but I'm inside of yours and it's awful tight. How on earth are you still so tight?” Taehyung asks genuinely baffled. It doesn't matter how many cocks Jimin takes, he's always so tight, and Taehyung just cannot understand it.
“I don't know, I just am.” Taehyung can tell that Jimin is in too much pleasure to have a smart ass retort so he let's it go with a self satisfied smirk. Taehyung rocks his hips gently into Jimin to get them both used to the feeling and when Taehyung angles his hips just slightly Jimin moans as he brushes his cock against his still sensitive prostate.
“Fuck.” Taehyung says as Jimin's walls tighten around him. Taehyung slowly pulls his cock out until the head is pulling at the rim of Jimin's ass before ramming it back in faster to start up a steady pace. Jimin tries to grab at Taehyung's arms as he fucks into him but Taehyung grabs his wrists and forces his hands up above his head. Jimin moans and his cock hardens even more at the show of dominance and he chants out Taehyung's name like a mantra.
“Harder, Taehyung. Please.” Jimin begs staring straight into Taehyung's eyes. Though Taehyung's hips are plunging ever deeper into Jimin causing stars to blot his vision, he hold Taehyung's gaze because he knows how much Taehyung likes making eye contact throughout their little romps in the bedroom. “Taehyung.” Jimin moans out at a particularly deep thrust and he feels the coil in his stomach tighten as Taehyung continues to abuse his prostate.
“Jiminnie. I want you to cum when I tell you to, ok?” Taehyung says a little breathlessly still thrusting deeply into Jimin. Jimin nods and bites his lip, unable to speak, and waits for Taehyung's cue for him to cum. Taehyung starts thrusting as fast as he possibly can and he hopes in the rational part of his mind that they don't break the headboard again. Namjoon hadn't let him cum for a week when he'd found out. “Alright, Jimin,” Taehyung says around a moan as the urge to cum grows the longer he thrusts. “Cum now with me.” Taehyung says as his hips spasm and he cums inside of Jimin. Jimin groans out as cum starts pouring from his cock onto his stomach in long ropes as if he hadn't cum just as hard an hour ago. Taehyung fucks them both through their orgasms and he keeps fucking Jimin until Jimin pushes at his chest and tries to squirm away from him. Taehyung pulls his softening cock out of him and kisses him one last time before he lays over beside him and pulls him closer.
“Gross, I'm covered in cum.” Jimin says scrunching up his nose in distaste.
“It's your cum, so why are you so upset?” Taehyung asks with a small shrug.
“Clean me off.” Jimin whines. Taehyung sighs but rolls them back in their previous position so that he can clean the cum off of Jimin's stomach. He makes a show of swirling his tongue around in the white substance and Jimin giggles a little. “Quit teasing, that tickles.” Jimin tells him. Taehyung finally decides to actually clean Jimin and he licks all of the cum off of him while Jimin sighs content and sated. He goes down between Jimin's spread legs and decides that it wouldn't hurt to clean his asshole either, now would it? At the first slow drag of his tongue, Jimin shudders but then, when Taehyung starts getting into it and cleaning his hole out with purpose, he starts moaning low in his throat.
“That feel good, Jiminnie?” Taehyung asks placing a chaste kiss to Jimins now clean hole.
“Yeah, but I'm far too tired for another round. Come cuddle me.” Jimin makes grabby hands at Taehyung who gladly moves up the bed to cuddle with Jimin.
“Hobi hyung said that it's ok if you go to sleep. He said he has a surprise for you when you wake up though.” Taehyung tells him. Jimin nods but it doesn't take long for sleep to take over and he sighs before promptly passing out on Taehyung's chest. Taehyung laughs then kisses his forehead and follows Jimin's lead as the exhaustion starts to pull him in. He doesn't fight sleep and he's out like a light in minutes.
When Jimin wakes up, he registers that he is no longer in Namjoon's bedroom. It doesn't take much for him to recognize the décor of Hoseok's bedroom, and it takes even less time for him to realize that his cock is buried in warm wet heat an he moans a little confused. He looks down to meet Hoseok's eyes, but the ruffles at the bottom of his dress is blocking his way and – wait, dress?
“Hobi hyung?” Jimin asks voice hoarse and confused. Hoseok pats the bottom of the dress down to Jimin's thighs and pulls off of his cock with a wet pop.
“You're a really heavy sleeper you know?” Hoseok asks smiling at him. He sits up off the bed and leans down to kiss Jimin full on. Jimin is still confused but Hoseok's tongue caressing the inside of his mouth calms him down considerably. When Hoseok pulls away from him, he holds out a hand to help Jimin sit up. “Does my pretty baby girl wanna see how she looks?” Hoseok asks with a tilt of his head. Jimin, finally starting to understand what's going on, nods and takes his hand. Hoseok helps Jimin stand out of the bed but stops him before he can take a step. “I need to pull your panties back up baby girl.” Hoseok says as he kneels down to pull the panties up over Jimin's swollen length. His hand kneads into the hard flesh a little and Jimin whimpers and has to catch himself from falling.
“Thank you, Oppa.” That simple phrase sends a shiver down Hoseoks spine and Jimin can't stop the smile from spreading across his face.
“Glad it's so easy for you to fall into your role baby girl.” Hoseok says as he leads Jimin to the full length mirror in the bathroom across the hall. When Jimin sees himself, his breath hitches and his cock hardens at the view. He's wearing a black dress that's skin tight all the way to his waist until it flares out into big ruffles that hit right above his knee. He's wearing a medium length black wig that's such a contrast to his own orange hair and his lips are covered in lip gloss. He's wearing a pair of strappy heels that make him taller than Hoseok and he thinks he looks absolutely stunning.
“Oppa. Did you do all of this?” Jimin asks turning to face Hoseok with a sparkle in his wide eyes.
“I can't take all the credit. Seokjin helped me dress you but for the most part, yes I did this.” Hoseok says. Jimin smiles and hugs Hoseok tightly.
“Thank you so much, Oppa, I love it.” Jimin tells him as he turns to look at himself in the mirror again. He smooths the dress down some on his sides and Hoseok just watches as Jimin turns in the mirror to admire himself. When Jimin turns back to Hoseok, he's biting his lip shyly, fully immersed into the roll of a shy school girl. “Oppa,” Jimin drawls out as he walks up to Hoseok still biting his lip. “How can I ever repay you?” Jimin asks tilting his head in question. Hoseok takes a deep steadying breath and wraps his arms around Jimin's slim waist.
“I have a few ideas.” Hoseok says leaning in to nibble at Jimin's bottom lip. “Follow me, baby girl.” Hoseok says leading Jimin along behind him back to his bedroom. When they make it back into the room, Hoseok sets Jimin down on the bed with a smile. “I wasn't done playing with your little clitty though, baby. Do you want me to finish?” Hoseok asks. Jimin nods eagerly as his cock twitches in interest. “Then lay back on the pillows for me alright baby girl?” Jimin follows Hoseok's instructions as he watches Hoseok lifts the ruffles at the bottom of his skirt and flattens them against his stomach. Hoseok looks like he may take Jimin's panties off, but he decides not to as he licks a long strip up Jimin's cock through the lacy pink material. Jimin moans and arches up into Hoseok's touch but Hoseok just clicks his tongue disapprovingly at him.
“I'm sorry, Oppa, but your mouth feels so good on me.” Jimin tells Hoseok. His voice is breathy and he's a little spaced out but Hoseok knows that he's just in his special head space so he smiles up at him.
“It's alright baby girl, just try to be still, ok?” Hoseok asks still rubbing at Jimin's cock through the lace. The fabric is course on Jimin's soft skin and he shudders at the feeling off it. Hoseok leans back down to start sucking at Jimin's cock through the panties and Jimin stays still, but he can hardly keep the moans from falling from his mouth.
“Oppa, I need you, please!” Jimin says when Hoseok's teasing is almost too much. Hoseok pulls away from the soaked fabric and looks up at Jimin.
“What do you want baby girl?” Hoseok asks. Jimin considers this for a moment then looks down at the obvious bulge in Hoseok's pants and licks his cherry flavored lips.
“I want you to face fuck me, Oppa.” Jimin says. Hoseok groans before taking yet another steadying breath. Jimin throws his legs over the edge of the bed then sinks down to his knees in front of Hoseok. He rubs Hoseok's bulge through his jeans and Hoseok groans as his hand finds it's way to Jimin's wig to grip at the hair. Jimin unzips Hoseok's pants with his smaller fingers and works Hoseok's cock out of his boxers until he has complete access to it. He licks his lips staring down at the head that's already slick with precum and he looks up at Hoseok for permission.
“Go ahead baby girl.” Hoseok rasps out. Jimin smiles up at him and starts to sink down on his cock but Hoseok's strong hold of his hair keeps him from doing so. “If it gets to be too much, just squeeze my thigh twice to tell me to let up, ok?” Hoseok asks seriously.
“OK, Oppa, I will.” Jimin promises with a smile. “Now can I taste your cock?” Jimin asks with all the innocence he can muster.
“Fuck how can you look so cute and innocent when you say filthy things like that?” Hoseok asks. The question, however, goes unanswered as Jimin sinks down onto Hoseok's cock slowly. The lip gloss makes the glide sticky but Jimin is fine with it when he hears Hoseok's groan. He looks up at Hoseok as he deep throats him and swallows around his cock and Hoseok throws his head back gripping at the wig. As Jimin works his way back up Hoseok's cock licking at the underside of his cock, Hoseok seems to get frustrated at the wig and he pulls it off of Jimin gently before tossing it across the room. “That's better.” Hoseok says.
Jimin smiles as much as he can with his mouth filled with Hoseok's cock before sinking back down onto it much the same way as earlier. Jimin has to breathe deeply through his nose to make sure that his gag reflex doesn't act up but, when he breathes in too little air as Hoseok's head hits the back of his throat and he does gag, Hoseok moans and his eyes roll back in his head. Hoseok grabs the back of Jimin's head to pause him in his movements before looking down to make sure that Jimin is ok with him fucking his throat. Jimin nods slowly and Hoseok pulls his cock all the way out of Jimin's mouth before thrusting back into the wet heat just as quickly.
“Fuck, Jimin. Baby girl your throat feels so good around my cock.” Hoseok says biting his lip. He cracks his eyes open a little and sees, in the crack of his door, a pair of eyes staring at the scene that he and Jimin are providing. He knows that it's Jeongguk, the little peeper, so he throws him a wink and a smile. Jeongguk, instead of closing the door or backing away, opens the door a little wider and Hoseok can see that he's stroking his cock in the same rhythm that Hoseok is fucking Jimin's mouth. Jimin, apparently aware that Hoseok's entire focus isn't on him, pulls his head away and turns to look where Hoseok is looking. His face is a sloppy mess and Hoseok thinks belatedly that he'd look so good with mascara running down his face.
“Kookie Oppa, what are you doing here?” Jimin asks. Jeongguk moans at the name and has to force his eyes away from Jimin to keep from coming.
“I was sent in here to watch you guys but I can't cum. Namjoon hyung is punishing me for something I haven't even done yet. Just continue what you were doing. Act like I'm not even here.” Jeongguk tells them. He pulls up Hoseok's desk chair and sits himself down motioning for Hoseok and Jimin to continue where they left off.
“Pay attention to me Hoseok Oppa. I feel ignored.” Jimin tells Hoseok with a cute pout on his face.
“I'm sorry baby girl, I'll pay attention to you this time.” Hoseok tells him cupping his cheek with a hand. Jimin smiles up at him before opening his mouth wide still looking up innocently at Hoseok. “Fuck you're good at that.” Hoseok says. Jimin smiles and lets out a little laugh before he opens his mouth wide again for Hoseok to place his cock back between his lips. Jimin, being the impatient brat that he is, leans forward and takes Hoseok's cock head between his lips and sucks harshly on it. Hoseok's knees almost give out at the sensation, but he holds strong and grips at Jimin's hair again. He pushes his cock back into Jimin's mouth until it's deep in his throat and he starts fucking Jimin's mouth with a new kind of vigor.
“Fuck.” Hoseok hears Jeongguk moan from the corner with a hiss but he's far too focused on fucking Jimin's throat to look up at the younger boy. When the coil in his stomach starts to tighten, he grips Jimin's shoulder and squeezes three times to warn him. Jimin nods and readies himself and, not even three thrusts later, Hoseok is cumming down Jimin's willing throat with a loud cry. Jimin's moans around his cock increase in frequency and Hoseok looks down in just enough time to see Jimin spurting cum onto his heels and his dress. Hoseok pulls his sensitive cock out of Jimin's mouth but Jimin leans forward to continue suckling on it until Hoseok pushes him back, far too sensitive to continue.
“You look so pretty like this baby girl.” Hoseok says with a tired smile. Jeongguk, who Jimin had forgotten was even in the room, moans Namjoon's name out loudly and Hoseok and Jimin look over to see Namjoon fucking into the younger boy with quick thrusts.
“I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum! Fuck, Namjoon hyung I'm cumming. Namjoon!” Jeongguk moans Namjoon's name out repeatedly as he squirts cum onto his tight stomach and some even manages to his his chin. Namjoon groans and leans down to suck at his neck as he thrusts in one final time with a cry and a groan of his name. Hoseok and Jimin watch the scene in front of them with curious eyes and, when the two have calmed down their breathing, clap at the show.
“Encore, encore.” Jimin says smiling at his two lovers. Namjoon chuckles and lays his head down in the crook of Jeongguk's neck and Jeongguk rubs at his back soothingly. The two always were affectionate with each other post orgasm. Yoongi steps into the room and pulls Jimin out with him.
“We're using the dress.” Yoongi calls out over his shoulder to which Hoseok protests.
“Hi, Yoongi hyung.” Jimin says with a smile.
“You're face is a mess, Jiminnie. Let's clean you up before I take you to the kitchen.” Yoongi says leading the boy to the bathroom. Jimin isn't sure why they're going to the kitchen but he's sure his question will be answered soon enough so he just follows Yoongi's lead. Yoongi wets a rag in the sink with warm water before bringing it up to Jimin's face to wipe the excess spit and cum off of it. Jimin smiles at him and takes one of his fingers between his lips and sucks slightly. “Are you in a hand mood today Jiminnie?” Yoongi asks.
“With you, always.” Jimin says still smiling. Yoongi puts the damp towel down and leads Jimin to the kitchen. When Jimin sees how the table is set up, he realizes why Yoongi wanted to have him here. There's a long pair of shackles with the middle of the chain wrapped around one of the legs with the ends shackled to two of the other table legs and there's a pair of handcuffs at the top of the table waiting for him. Jimin smiles at Yoongi who smiles back and motions to Jimin.
“Go get in position, Jiminnie.” Yoongi tells him going to the corner to grab something. Jimin sits on the table with his ass right on the edge of the table and lays his head back. Yoongi sets whatever it is that he went to get from the corner of the room on the floor and Jimin tries to identify it by the sound that it makes as it lands on the floor with no luck. Yoongi shackles Jimin's legs to the legs of the table with his thighs spread apart and then wraps the handcuffs around another of the table legs before fastening them around Jimin's wrists. The hand cuffs are the fluffy pair that Yoongi and Namjoon had been using without the others for a while and Jimin pulls at them a little to see how much give the handcuffs have.
“What are you going to do to me Yoongi hyung?” Jimin asks. Yoongi may like seeing Jimin in a skirt, but he still wants the younger to call him hyung or Daddy in all instances like these.
“What do you want me to do to you baby?” Yoongi asks as he rubs his hand up and down Jimin's torso feeling the smooth fabric beneath his fingers. He smiles at Jimin's shudder as his fingers start to wrap around his throat squeezing just enough for Jimin's breath to quicken.
Yoongi's fingers have always looked so nice to Jimin. They were long and slender and they curved in just the right way when he was opening Jimin up during prep. His hands to Jimin, though, were never more attractive than when they were wrapped around his throat as they cut off his air supply. As the digits start to tighten around Jimin's throat Jimin's cock twitches confined in the ruined panties that he's still wearing.
“Is this what you wanted Jiminie?” Yoongi drawls out as his grip gets tighter still around Jimin's throat. Jimin can hardly think, let alone speak, so he just nods as much as he can. He pulls at the chains around his arms and the sound of metal on metal is heady as his wrists are forced back down by the cuffs. “I can't hear you, Jimin.” Yoongi says releasing Jimin's throat with a raised brow in his direction. The flood of air that fills Jimins lungs when he inhales sharply has him light headed and a little disoriented.
“Yes, hyung.” Jimin says his voice raspy from the combination of Hoseok's earlier throat fucking and Yoongi's hands tightening around his windpipe.
“Yes what, Jiminie?” Yoongi says tilting his head. He pulls his hands away from Jimin's body completely and Jimin's eyes widen as he panics at the fact that Yoongi may very well just leave him like this for one of the others to take care of if he's not careful.
“Yes, Daddy. Sorry for forgetting, Daddy.” Jimin rectifies his mistake with a small pout that has Yoongi smiling at him.
“I'm just glad you remembered in time, baby.” Yoongi says still not advancing back towards Jimin. Jimin tilts his head in confusion until he sees the riding crop that Yoongi had previously set down on the ground appear in his sight. Yoongi pushes Jimin's skirt up and stares at his thighs in appreciation before bringing the blunt tip of the riding crop down onto his thighs.
“Daddy.” Jimin moans out arching into the pain. He's missed how harsh Yoongi can be and he's really needed this.
“Jiminnie, do you remember that excuse that you came up with earlier about everyone being too busy to help you with your problem?” Yoongi asks walking around the table until he's standing over Jimin looking into his eyes.
“Y-yes, Daddy.” Jimin stutters out.
“Why did you make that excuse, Jimin? You have six lovers who care very much about you and would all drop what they were doing to help you out if you needed us to, so why lie?” Yoongi asks smacking his own hand with the riding crop gently.
“I don't know, Daddy.” Jimin mutters. The next strike is on his upper thigh and it's harsher than the one before.
“That's not good enough Jiminnie.” Yoongi says. Jimin starts to speak but Yoongi hold up a silencing hand to him. “You need to be punished.” Yoongi tells him. His smile is innocent but Jimin can see the promise in his eyes and he shudders at the thought of what Yoongi is going to do to him. “Count them.” Yoongi says before bringing the riding crop down onto Jimin's thigh harshly.
“One...” Jimin grits out loudly enough for Yoongi to hear. He knows that if he's not loud enough, they will start over, and that's not always the most pleasant experience. The steady swats to his thighs are making him dizzy with arousal but he counts out each and every one of them loud and clear even as tears start to trail down his face. “Twenty-five.” Jimin says shakily sniffling a little. His thighs are stinging and he knows that they're probably a bright red but his cock is hard and arousal is swirling in his gut from just the sheer pain that Yoongi's just put him through.
“Good job, baby boy.” Yoongi says rubbing gently at Jimin's warm thighs. His hands are cool and they soothe some of the sting on Jimin's skin but Jimin whimpers at Yoongi a little.
“Daddy, I need you.” Jimin moans out to him. He sounds pitiful and wrecked but Yoongi still smiles down at him.
“Okay baby.” Yoongi says finally getting rid of the panties that Jimin has been wearing for far too long. Jimin hisses as the panties slide against his thighs and Yoongi chuckles a little. After Yoongi has the panties down to Jimin's ankles, he pulls up a chair and grabs the lube to slick up his fingers. He knows that Jimin is probably still prepped from his earlier fun with Taehyung and Seokjin, but he still wants to be careful. Jimin's already been though enough and he doesn't want to put him through anything more. He pushes two slick fingers into Jimin and feels around experimentally.
“Oh, Daddy right there.” Jimin moans out throwing his head back in pleasure. Yoongi smiles, knowing that his fingers are brushing against Jimin's prostate. He continues to press insistently at the little bundle of nerves and Jimin groans louder still. He, along with everyone else, has been with Jimin so long that they all know how far they can take something, so he doesn't let up much, even when Jimin's thick thighs start to tremble.
“Does that feel good baby boy?” Yoongi asks taking his eyes off of Jimin's pretty pink hole to look into his eyes. Jimin lets out a moan when Yoongi adds the third finger and Yoongi knows that he's enjoying it, but he wants to hear him say it.
“Yes, Daddy, that feels so good. Oh my God, I want more.” Jimin groans out biting his lip as Yoongi shoves in another finger. He crooks all three fingers inside of him to caress his walls and Jimin tries to squirm closer to the feeling.
“Greedy little boy aren't you?” Yoongi asks dragging his fingers out of Jimin slowly.
“Yes, Daddy. I'm greedy and I really want to feel Daddy's cock inside of me.” Jimin says pouting his thick lips down at Yoongi. Yoongi curses under his breath because Jimin knows just what that pout does to him as he grabs the lube and spreads a generous amount onto his previously ignored erection. He moans at the contact of the cool lube on his hot member before positioning himself at Jimin's entrance. He uses one hand to guide his erection and the other to grip Jimin's throat. He looks up at him with a raised brow as he pushes the head in slowly.
“Are you ok?” Yoongi asks through gritted teeth trying to keep from moving too soon. Jimin nods as much as Yoongi's hand and the table allow him to before squirming back to try to get Yoongi's cock deeper inside of him. Yoongi chuckles a little before he thrusts all the way in. Jimin lets out a little whimper and Yoongi smiles down at him as he clamps around Yoongi's cock. Yoongi groans at the feeling and Jimin smirks up at him. “Cocky little shit.” Yoongi says and Jimin tries to chuckle but he ends up just trying to take in a breath. Yoongi hasn't completely obstructed Jimin's wind pipe, but his hand is squeezing enough for Jimin to have to struggle to take in deep breaths.
Yoongi rocks into Jimin's tight hole just barely pulling out before rocking back out and Jimin throws his head back which causes a resounding thunk to ring out in the kitchen. Jimin shakes his head at Yoongi to tell him that he isn't hurt and Yoongi nods before pulling his cock back out of him before surging forward. Jimin gurgles around the moan that tries to come out and Yoongi smiles before letting go of Jimin's throat. The way that the air rushes back into his lungs is heady and he coughs a little.
“Fuck!” Yoongi exclaims as Jimin's coughing has him tightening and nearly pushing his cock out of his hole. Yoongi grips at Jimin's hips hard enough to bruise and Jimin arches into the rapid thrusts. Jimin's body and the table are rocking back and forth with the force of Yoongi's thrusts and Jimin is a moaning mess beneath him.
“Daddy, can I please cum?” Jimin asks around a long high pitched whine.
“In a second, baby, ok? Daddy's almost there, too.” Yoongi tells him. There's sweat gathering at his brow and he reaches up to wipe at it with his forearm. He reaches up with the same arm and grips at Jimin's throat. “Alright, Jiminnie, when I tell you to I want you to cum for me baby. Can you do that for Daddy?” Yoongi asks looking into Jimin's eyes. Jimin mouths out a yes and nods his head and the look of pure ecstasy on his face has Yoongi spilling his seed inside of him. “Now.” Yoongi groans out as the first shot of cum is shot into Jimin's hole. Jimin tenses immediately and his cock starts twitching wildly as he cums all over himself and the dress that he's wearing. Yoongi let's go of Jimin's throat and the younger takes in all the air he can hold while his cock spasms weakly. Yoongi pulls out of him and his cum seeps out of Jimin's asshole. Yoongi undoes Jimin's shackles as Jimin tries to come down from the high that he's still riding.
“Fuck.” Jimin says belatedly. Yoongi laughs a little as he helps Jimin down off of the table. Their legs are wobbly but, with each others support, they make it to the living room before they collapse on the couch. Jimin giggles as he lays his head on Yoongi's chest and Yoongi smiles down at him. “Thank you, Yoongi hyung.” Jimin says snuggling up to him.
“You're welcome baby boy. Now, sleep. You can be with Jeongguk and Namjoon tomorrow.” Yoongi tells him. Not even five minutes later, he's met with Jimin's soft snores, and he chuckles a little before falling asleep himself.
“Jiminnie hyung.” Jimin hears someone saying above him. He blinks up at the figure for awhile until his eyes focus on Jeongguk's naked form. “Hi, Jiminnie, hyung. Did you sleep well?” Jeongguk asks as Jimin sits up rubbing at his tired eyes. He yawns a little and asks Jeongguk what time it is. “A little after nine A.M.” Jeongguk answers with a shrug.
“Why on earth am I up so early?” Jimin whines at the other.
“Because it's my turn.” Jeongguk says smiling at him widely. Jimin is too tired for Jeongguk's sadistic nature but he knows that he can't escape the younger so he holds out his arms with a pout. “You want me to carry you?” Jeongguk asks only a little incredulously.
“Yes.” Jimin says with a small pout. Jeongguk places his hands below Jimin's thighs and lifts him up as he wraps his arms around Jeongguk's neck. Jeongguk takes in the bruises on Jimin's thighs and the unmistakable hand print around his neck and he chuckles a little impressed.
“Yoongi hyung did a job on you last night didn't he?” Jeongguk asks but Jimin's head is in the crook of his neck and he isn't listening. Jimin isn't asleep, Jeongguk knows that, but he's still in a half asleep half awake trance so Jeongguk jostles him slightly. “I can't do anything with you unless you awake Jiminnie hyung.” Jeongguk tells him. Jimin sits up then with his eyes half closed and Jeongguk chuckles at just how cute his hyung is. Jeongguk lays Jimin down on the bed and that seems to wake the older up because he looks up at Jeongguk with a raised brow.
“A bed? Not a metal table or some other contraption. You must be in a really generous mood today.” Jimin comments as he sits up to let Jeongguk unzip the dress that he's still wearing.
“Yeah, well I'm about as marked up as you are from Namjoon hyung so I won't be too hard on you today.” Jeongguk says as he pulls the dress off over Jimin's head. Jimin's hair, that was already a little messed up, is now sticking up at odd angles and his face is a little puffy from sleep but Jeongguk thinks he looks beautiful.
“You're so pretty, Jiminnie hyung.” Jeongguk tells him. There's a pretty pink dusting over his cheeks that spreads all the way to his collarbones and Jeongguk smiles. “Lay back. I need to prep you.” Jeongguk says. Jimin does as instructed and he sighs a little at the feeling.
“I wouldn't doubt that I'm still pretty prepped from yesterday.” Jimin tells him. Jeongguk nods but continues to lube up his fingers anyway. He pushes two fingers in and, Jimin was right, he is pretty much prepped, but Jeongguk still wants to be careful. He knows that he can be pretty rough and Jimin will just take whatever you throw at him so he needs to tread carefully to make sure he doesn't hurt his cute hyung. Jeongguk thrusts his fingers in and out of Jimin at a steady rate and Jimin's cock slowly starts to harden.
“Look at your tiny little cock trying to harden. It's so small hyung.” Jeongguk says a little harshly. The words send a tremor through Jimin though and Jeongguk knows that he already has him hooked on his humiliating words. Jeongguk, to add insult to injury, laughs as he flicks softly at Jimin's rapidly hardening cock. “It's so cute and small. I don't even think this little thing would fill anyone up more than my pinkie finger could.” Jimin's cock is hard and, in all honesty, not near as small as Jeongguk is making it seem, but Jimin loves the humiliation and shame that Jeongguk's words cause.
“Fuck.” Jimin breathes out a little when Jeongguk grabs his cock and jerks a little.
“You're such a little slut hyung. How many cocks have you taken in less than twenty-four hours? Four? You've had so many loads in your filthy little asshole and you're still nearly begging me to pump another one into you. Such a slut.” Jeongguk says as he pulls his fingers out of Jimin. He rubs the remaining lube onto his cock knowing that it isn't near enough to keep the slide of his cock from burning. Jeongguk spreads the precum around the head of his cock before he positions it at Jimin's hole. He nearly pushes in but the changes his mind and forces Jimin onto his knees with his face pushed down into the pillow. Jeongguk does push his cock into Jimin's clenching hole this time and Jimin groans in a mix of pain and pleasure.
“Jeongguk, fuck.” Jimin moans out as he grabs at the sheets beneath his hands.
“That's the plan.” Jeongguk says with a cocky smirk as he puts his arms under Jimin's shoulder and pulls him up until Jimin's back is flush against his chest. He pulls back before thrusting back into Jimin a little gentler this time. The drag of his cock inside of Jimin is rough but Jimin loves the pain and Jeongguk has no complaints so he just continues to fuck into Jimin. He reaches down to grab Jimin's cock and he starts to jerk it out of time with his fast thrusts and the conflicting speeds are making Jimin's head spin.
Jimin tries to warn Jeongguk that he's about to cum, but he doesn't warn him in enough time before he's spurting cock all over Jeongguk's hand and the sheets beneath them. Even when Jimin tries to pull out of Jeongguk's hold, Jeongguk's hand just strokes his over sensitive cock faster as he pounds into him with the head of his cock constantly rubbing harshly at Jimin's prostate. Jimin is shivering and he has to keep himself from passing out as his cock starts to harden again from the pleasure that Jeongguk is still giving him. He's shaking but his cock is hard again and he hates how much he loves pain at the moment. Jeongguk smirks and bites into his shoulder.
“You're a messy little slut, you know that?” Jeongguk asks as Jimin lays his head back against Jeongguk's shoulder. “How about we do something to fix that.” Jeongguk whispers right into his ear. Jimin isn't quite sure what he means until he feels the sign of another orgasm prickling through his body.
“I'm cumming.” Jimin says but just before his cock can start spurting out cum, Jeongguk grips the base harshly while still pounding into him. Jimin spasms as the dry orgasm washes over him and he sobs out as tears gather in his eyes.
“That's better.” Jeongguk says in approval. “I should make you clean the mess you made on my bed earlier filthy whore.” Jeongguk groans out harshly into Jimin's ear. His cock is still hard and pulsing in Jeongguk's grasp and Jimin can tell that Jeongguk is close when his thrusts start getting erratic and out of rhythm. “Fuck how is your slutty hole still so tight? Fuck.” Jeongguk growls out. He starts back to stroking Jimin's length as his breath stutters in his throat and in three thrusts, they're both groaning as they cum. Jimin shoots more come on the bed in front of him and Jeongguk cums deep inside of him. When Jeongguk's done cumming, Jimin collapses onto the bed in the puddle of his own cum and passes out as he shivers on the covers.
“...This is why we tell you to be careful, Jeongguk.” Jimin hears Namjoon saying to Jeongguk when he comes to. He blinks up at the two in front of him but they're still blurry so he closes his eyes for a few more seconds.
“I'm ok, Namjoon hyung.” Jimin tells him groggily.
“Jimin, you're awake.” Namjoon says rushing over to his side.
“I'm awake and I'm fine. I just needed a little nap is all.” Jimin tells him smiling blearily at him.
“Jimin you don't have to defend him, he went overboard.” Namjoon says stroking Jimin's hair.
“Namjoonnie hyung, I'm ok, I promise. He was just being himself.” Jimin tells Namjoon looking over at Jeongguk. Jeongguk sticks his tongue out at him childishly and Jimin laughs as Namjoon pulls him up out of the bed and into his strong arms. “Now, I need to bathe and I would love it if you joined me.” Jimin says smiling up at Namjoon. Namjoon shakes his head slightly and kisses Jimin's forehead.
“Insatiable.” Namjoon mutters into his hair.
“You know it.” Jimin says smiling against Namjoon's chest.
“I guess you're off the hook this time, Jeongguk.” Namjoon tells the youngest who smiles victoriously.
“Thank you, Namjoon hyung. Feel free to punish me later though.” Jeongguk tells him leaning in to kiss him gently. The kiss soon turns heated and Jimin swats at Jeongguk's chest.
“You had him yesterday, it's my turn.” Jimin whines at the other who just laughs in turn.
“Have fun you two.” Jeongguk says waving to the two as Namjoon leads Jimin to their large bathroom. He sits Jimin down on the counter in the room and turns on the faucet for the water to start running in the tub. Jimin spreads his legs a little and Namjoon slots himself between them and leans down to kiss him. Jimin wraps his arms around Namjoon's neck and pulls him closer while Namjoon wraps his arms around his waist. It doesn't take long for the kiss to turn heated and Jimin can feel his cock stirring at the sensual touches that Namjoon places all over his body. Namjoon pulls away and Jimin pouts until he sees that the tub is nearly full of water.
“Come on, Jiminnie, let's get you cleaned up.” Namjoon says lifting Jimin off the counter and walking him to the bathtub. Jimin unwraps his legs from Namjoon's waist and places them into the bathtub. The water is warm and Jimin slowly sinks down into the tub with a content sigh. Namjoon removes his sweat pants and joins Jimin with a smile. “How do you feel?” Namjoon asks as he grabs a towel and spreads some of his own body wash onto it.
“I feel good Namjoon hyung. Really. And I want to make you feel good, too.” Jimin says turning to face Namjoon. He grips at Namjoon's cock and pumps it slowly in the water.
“Jimin I don't think –” Namjoon starts but Jimin cuts him off with his lips.
“Please make me feel good, Daddy.” Jimin says making his voice as pitiful as he can muster. Namjoon is a sucker for Jimin's pitiful act and, when Namjoon bites his bottom lip and his eyebrows knit together, Jimin knows that he has him right where he wants him. “Pretty please with a cherry on top?” Jimin asks with a small smile on his face. Namjoon sighs long and suffering but he let's Jimin continue stroking his cock until it's hard. “Can I ride you Daddy?” Jimin asks innocently. Namjoon groans giving Jimin a pleading look.
“You have to stop doing that.” Namjoon tells him. Jimin crawls into Namjoon's lap and Namjoon positions his head at Jimin's entrance. The water makes for a great lube and Jimin sinks down onto his cock as quickly as he can. “Fuck Jiminnie you feel so good around Daddy's cock. Do you like Daddy's cock baby? Does it feel good in your pretty little hole?” Namjoon asks gripping at Jimin's waist. Jimin has his thick bottom lip between his lips and his eyes closed but he nods at Namjoon's question all the same. Namjoon pulls Jimin down onto his cock to stop his moving and lifts an eyebrow at him. “I asked you a question baby boy. Why didn't you answer it?” Namjoon asks the authority in his voice clear as day.
“I'm sorry Daddy. Yes, Daddy's big cock feels so good in Jiminnie's hole. Do you feel good Daddy? Am I doing a good job?” Jimin asks as Namjoon let's him continue riding his cock.
“You feel so good around my cock Jiminnie. So good.” Namjoon says biting at Jimin's lips. Jimin giggles a little at the slightly ticklish feeling it causes and Namjoon smiles at him. “You are the cutest baby boy I could have ever asked for.” Namjoon tells him poking his cheek with a wet finger. Jimin blushes and grinds his hips down onto Namjoon's while Namjoon lets out a string of expletives.
Namjoon holds onto Jimin's hips as Jimin rides his cock slowly and it's all so intimate and Jimin can see how much Namjoon loves his from just the look in his eyes. Jimin grinds his hips down on Namjoon's and shakes his head at the older.
“Daddy, I don't want your cum to go to waste in the tub. Fuck me on the counter, please?” Jimin pleads. Namjoon groans and grips the others hips to stop him from grinding on his cock.
“OK baby, but you have to get off of me for a second, alright?” Namjoon says patting at Jimin's thigh in the water. Jimin, with a huge amount of effort, sits up and lets Namjoon's cock fall out of his ass. He whimpers at the loss but Namjoon stands up right behind him and they both get out of the tub together. Jimin leans over the counter still soaking wet and Namjoon rubs his ass and gives it an appreciative squeeze. “So perfect.” Namjoon tells Jimin. Jimin giggles a little and wiggles his ass at Namjoon and Namjoon grabs his hips to steady him before sinking back into Jimin's perfectly tight warm hole. As gentle as he had been before, as soon as he sinks back into Jimin, his grip on Jimin's hips is bruising and the pace he sets is brutal. Jimin is loving every second of it though so be thrusts backwards to meet every one of Namjoon's powerful thrusts.
“Fuck me, Daddy.” Jimin moans out turning his head to the side. Namjoon takes the hint and leans in to kiss Jimin. The kiss is bruising and all teeth and tongue and Jimin tastes some blood but he couldn't care less when Namjoon's hips thrust in at the perfect angle to hit Jimin's prostate with every thrust. Jimin can feel his cock throbbing with want but, instead of reaching down to tug himself off, he grips at the edge of the counter until his knuckles turn white. “Fuck Daddy you're so big. You feel so good! Fuck!” Jimin throws his head back to lay it on Namjoon's shoulder and Namjoon thrusts harder still.
“You wanna cum Jiminnie?” Namjoon asks and Jimin nods. Namjoon somehow musters up the strength to stop his brutal thrusts and he pulls completely out of Jimin. “I asked you a question.” Namjoon tells him still stroking his own length.
“Yes Daddy, please.” Jimin begs. He's having a hard time holding himself up without Namjoon's strong presence behind him and he actually sobs when Namjoon thrusts back into him. His thrusts this time, however, are slow and measured and he makes sure that he misses Jimin's prostate on every single thrust.
“I know you can beg better than that baby boy. Do you want to cum or don't you?” Namjoon asks still keeping his thrust slow and measured.
“Fuck yes Daddy please fuck the cum out of me. I want your big dick to be the only thing that makes me cum and your name to be the only thing I remember. Please fuck me. I know I don't deserve it but I want it so bad Daddy. I want it so bad.” Jimin whines out at Namjoon looking pleadingly at his reflection in the mirror. Namjoon smirks before picking up the pace of his thrusts and Jimin thinks he may get whiplash from how quick Namjoon's demeanor had changed.
“All you had to do was ask baby.” Namjoon groans out into Jimin's ear. “Now do what you promised. Cum from only my dick now.” Namjoon says gruffly as he bites at Jimin's earlobe. As if a switch was flipped inside of Jimin, his cock starts shooting cum onto the floor as soon as the words leave Namjoon's mouth. He's cumming so hard but he still thrusts back to meet Namjoon's hips half way. He starts clenching rhythmically around Namjoon's hard cock and, before long, Namjoon is shooting into him with Jimin's name on his lips. Jimin watches Namjoon come undone through the mirror in front of him and he smiles knowing that he can cause his Daddy to completely come apart like that. When Namjoon pulls his cock out of Jimin's ass, Jimin sinks down to his knees and starts sucking the last drops of cum out of Namjoon's cock. Namjoon is completely soft by the time that Jimin stops suckling on his cock and Jimin smiles up at him. “Now you really need a bath.” Namjoon says to which Jimin laughs but agrees wholeheartedly to.
Namjoon is gentle as he cleans the sweat off of Jimin's body and even gentler when he washes Jimin's abused hole. He kisses Jimin's neck soothingly and Jimin sighs and leans back into the touch. When Namjoon is done cleaning them both off, he towels Jimin dry and then does the same to himself before he pulls a pair of sweat pants over Jimin's legs and a loose shirt over his head. Namjoon dresses much in the same manner before he leads Jimin out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. The others are already there cuddling and talking among themselves but they all look up when Jimin and Namjoon make an appearance in the room.
“It's about time you guys showed up.” Yoongi says while Taehyung cards his hands through his fingers. Jeongguk and Hoseok are on either side of Seokjin and there's a space obviously meant for them right in the middle of the bed. Namjoon lays down beside Jeongguk who immediately turns to him and wraps his arms around his waist while he lays his head on his chest. Jimin curls up around him too and he feels two pairs of arms wrap themselves around him and he snuggles deep into their shared warmth. They all whisper out a sleepy 'goodnight' to each other, even though it's only a little past five in the afternoon, and they fall asleep entangled in each other with sated smiles on their faces.
Epilogue: When Jimin wakes up he smells food cooking in the kitchen and he hears Hoseok and Taehyung arguing over a game. Namjoon and Jeongguk are still wrapped around him and each other and their whispering quietly and Jimin smiles against Namjoon's chest.
“Well, hello there sleeping beauty.” Namjoon says kissing Jimin's forehead and then his lips shortly afterward. Jimin turns around to kiss Jeongguk too and he stretches slightly with a yawn.
“You hungry, Jiminnie hyung?” Jeongguk asks him curiously. As if on cue, Jimin's stomach let's out a growl and he nods as his other two lovers laugh slightly.
“Then let's go eat.” Namjoon says grabbing Jimin's hand. He pulls Jimin out of the bed who, in turn, pulls Jeongguk out of the bed and they walk hand-in-hand out into the chaos that is their lives. Jimin smiles and thinks that he wouldn't have it any other way.