The choreography was hard, even though through the eyes of onlookers it might seem simple, but it was far from it. Taehyung's muscles ached everywhere. His legs, thighs, even his waist. They were in America again, just finished another ''Black Swan'' rehearsal and they were exhausted. Taehyung sat on the floor, panting slightly, trying to calm his breathing down, but with every stretch, his breath caught in a quiet groan. He brushed his hair from his eyes. It grew longer, longer than ever before, he liked it. He remembers how much he loved Jungkook's hair when it was long, although it was wild like maknae himself.

His eyes flew towards Jungkook, only to find him behind his camera, filming Jimin as he danced. While Jungkook was wild, Jimin was a force of nature when he danced. A very elegant and powerful force of nature. Tae tilted his head a bit while he watched his best friend. His hair also grew long, long enough so he could tie it up in a small ponytail on the top of his head. Some of the blond hair was sticking out from the workout and fell over his eyes that were focused and seductive. Jimin was mesmerizing and Taehyung loved to watch him dance. Jungkook was another matter, he was an excellent dancer, damn, he was great at everything, but Jimin was much more. Of course, Hobi Hyung was a God of the dance, enough said, Taehyung will always say so, but Jimin was another power, another everything.

Taehyung took a deep breath while watching his friend. His skilled and flawless steps, the fluid movement of his limbs and his hips, all the way to his facial expression. Taehyung gasped quietly as the sexiness oozed from Jimin, twisting Taehyung's guts and made his heart thump faster. It was a long time since there was anything between them.

They never defined what they are. They were each other's firsts. Even before the debut, they comforted each other at difficult times, at the times of need. They always felt the attractions and closeness, but they never considered themselves boyfriends or friends with benefits. They were best of friends, who crossed that friendship line a long time ago. They were something special, something that didn't need a definition, but pure and sole existence.

There was no jealousy or abandonment, no possessiveness, there was only adoration for each other and pure lust. Jimin was glowing, becoming more sexier and confident than ever before. He was oozing sex appeal and graciousness. He was like a wild cat, dangerous, alluring, sexy. Taehyung wanted him because he was the only one who could quench Taehyung's thirst.

Jimin meets his eyes while he danced, smirking knowingly. His body became more fluid, movements, more erotic. He tilted his head backward, looking at Taehyung with half-lidded eyes, plump lips parted and his sharp jaw showing. Tae took a quick breath, trying to calm his nerves, but he was failing since his heart started thumping faster and faster at the sight.

Right then, Jungkook said something and Jimin's expression switched from predatory to smiling and embarrassing. He stopped dancing and went to hit Jungkook who kept chuckling and filming. They ended up chasing each other in the studio.

Tae shook his head, smiling softly at two idiots of his best friends and went on stretching his legs. He bends one over the other, pulling himself forward and hissed at the tension of his muscles. He did the same on the other one, his hair falling on his eyes when he felt two arms wrapping themselves around him and the recognizable smell of Jimin filled Taehyung's nostrils. Jimin never smelled bad, even after hours of practice and sweat Jimin still smelled attractive. His expensive cologne and body wash, combined with his sweat made the unique scent that was so Jimin. Tae loves it, he loves cuddling next to him and inhaling the scent until he couldn't help but start moving his lips over his neck and kissing his skin.

Jimin's hands were on his ankle and knee now, helping him with his chest pressed on his back.

-''How is my Taehyungie?'' – Jimin asked, burying his nose at the nape of Taehyung's neck. Tae tilted his head without thinking, so Jimin would have enough space to kiss his neck. He always reacted naturally with Jimin, molding himself so he could fit him. He remembered, however, where they are now and that people might be watching.

-''Jiminie...'' – He warned quietly. – ''What are you doing? There are people here?''

He could hear him chuckling, leaning on his back and wrapping his hands around his shoulders.

-''I'm not doing anything Tae. I'm just helping you stretch, like a great friend I am.''

Now it was Taehyung's time to chuckle. – ''Somehow I don't believe that this was your intention.''

Jimin purred next to his ear. – ''No? And what was my intention Taehyungie?'' – He asked seductively, and his hands slid down Taehyung's arms, all the way towards his wrists that were holding his leg while stretching.

-''We both know what is your attention Jimin.'' – Tae said, looking at the people in their circle. Everyone was busy with something, whether preparing, checking their phones or in Jin's and Yoongi's cases, resting next to one another and dozing off.

Taehyung felt Jimin's hands slip further down, grasping his inner thighs. He tensed slightly, gritting his teeth. – ''Jiminah.'' – He warned quietly. Even though the rehearsals area were closed for them, there was still some foreigner artist who had rehearsals of their own. A lot of different eyes, cameras, and strangers all around them. It was not time nor place for this.

-''What?'' – Jimin asked innocently. – ''If you want to stretch, you should do it properly. Spread your legs more, bend them, put your heals together. That's it.''

Taehyung knew that it's all a bullshit, but he did what Jimin asked. He wanted him close. He wanted his hands on him anyway. Jimin slid his palms across his inner thighs to his ankles again, creating a pleasant shiver that ran through Tae's body. Jimin could feel it and he pressed closer, caging Tae's hips with his strong thighs, his chest pressed heavily on Taehyung's back and his warm breaths tickled Taehyung's neck. He pressed slightly down and held for a few seconds before pulling back to the previous position, creating the pressure in Taehyung's thigh muscles making him grunt quietly.

-''That's it. Again.'' – Jimin encouraged and pressed again, this time a bit longer and Tae let out another grunt.

-''That's it, baby.'' – Jimin said, voice little wavering, pressing again, deeper down. Tae continued to make quiet sounds that kept messing with Jimin's mind. Taehyung could feel his hips pressing harder on his back and hands gripping his ankles more.

-''Aaah Jiminah, it hurts.'' – Tae whined softly, eyes pressed tightly as he held the pain. Jimin's hands slid to his inner thighs, groping the muscles there.

-''I know baby, I know, just a bit more. You will feel much better after.''

Taehyung gritted his teeth, and stretched his hands forward, palms touching the floor way up in front of him.

-''Damn Tae, you became more flexible.'' – Jimin breathed to Taehyung's ear, hands pulling out to grab Tae's hips on each side. Taehyung wanted to arch to the touch, but the position he was in render it impossible.

-''It's enough, up.'' – Jimin said and Tae sat up again, groaning on his legs as he spread them straight in front of him.

-''Put your legs together, touch your toes with your fingers. C'mon TaeTae.'' – Jimin instructed.

Tae did what he was told, he always did what Jimin told him, it's like an impulse. Jimin's inner strength was huge and even though he seemed soft and elegant, he was powerful in any way. Tae knew this and he admired him for it. He hissed again as the pain from his thighs now went to his lower back and knees. He felt Jimin's hand on his lower spine, caressing it, pressing slightly to ease up the intensity of his muscles. One hand laid flat in between his shoulder blades, keeping him bent forward.

-''You are doing good Taehyungie. You always do good. You are a good boy.'' – Jimin praised him and it sent warm shivers in Taehyung's body, he could not help but smile. Tae sat straight again, leaning into Jimin.

-''I'm your good boy.'' – He whispered, tilting his head slightly so Jimin could hear it. The small quiet mewl escaped his lips when he saw how close Jimin was. His plump lips were an inch from his, his warmth was engulfing him.

-''Always.'' – Jimin breathed, his eyes roamed over Tae's face hungrily. He was breathing a bit harder, sweat on his forehead and dampness of his blond hair made him even sexier than he already was. His eyes fell on Tae's lips when the latter licked them wet. He mimicked the same, leaning closer.

The loud crash startled them and they separated. Both blushing slightly. They completely forgot where they were, enjoying their little intense bubble. Their eyes felt on Jin who was shouting at Namjoon, who managed to trip over the chair and hit the table, overturning half of the things on it. Yoongi just sighed annoyingly since he was jerked from his meditation, and Hoseok went to help the clumsy, but an adorable leader to fix the mess he created. All that time, however, Jungkook was looking at them, smirking from his corner, phone in hand.

-''That little prick.''- Jimin murmured moving away from Tae and standing up. He flipped his middle finger in Jungkook's direction, who's grin became even wilder, showing his teeth. He scrunched his nose in a devilish smirk. He fixed his clothes and reached down, offering his hand for Tae to take.

-''Come on Taehyungie, let's see if we can go to the hotel. I think we have finished with the practice.''

They went towards the others.

-''Hey Jiminah, are you done?'' – Hoseok asked.

-''Yeah Hyung, Tae's muscles are aching, I will give him a massage. We are ready to go to the hotel.'' – Jimin said nonchalantly and Taehyung blushed, bowing his head and licking his lips again. That was a lie. Well, technically his muscles did ache, but it wasn't that bad. Either way, he decided to keep quiet and let Jimin lead.

-''Oh, are you ok Taehyung-ah?'' – Namjoon asked with a concerned expression on his face.

-''Yeah Hyung, I'm ok. I just overdid it yesterday at the gym and now it came back to bite me on the ass.'' – Taehyung answers, making Hoseok chuckle and Namjoon smile softly.

-''Ok, just be careful. Don't do it again. We need you in good shape for what is coming.'' – Their leader said good-naturedly.

-''Yeah Namjoonie Hyung, you too.'' – Taehyung said and nodded towards the cursed table who still had spilled water and overturned cups on it.

Hoseok laughs this time covering his mouth as he smacked Tae's hand in good gesture. Namjoon pushed his chin forward, his lips stretched in an adorable smile, dimples showing on both sides, eyes cast down in shame as he nodded.

-''Namjoonah, it's ok. It's because of your great ability to break things that we are breaking all the records.'' – Jin said and clapped Namjoon on his back. That made everyone laugh and Namjoon blushed even more.

-''Jin Hyung, I'm tired, let's go to the hotel.'' – Yoongi complained from his chair in the corner.

-''As soon as I help Namjoon clean this mess he created, we could go. Right, Hyung?!'' – He shouted towards their manager Sejin, who gave them the thumbs up. -''Alright everyone, finish up.''

And that was it. Jimin pulled Taehyung's hand towards the door only to be intercepted by a smiling maknae.

-''Can I get a massage too Hyung? I feel my lower part needs some tension relieving.'' – He teased, biting his lower lip as he tried to stop from smirking. His eyes were sparkling mischief. Tae smiled again, bowing his head, still keeping silent, but Jimin answered sweetly.

-''Oh, Jungkookie is tensed, oh, my, what to do?'' – He clicked his tongue, drawing closer to the maknae's strong body. –''I'm sorry Jungkookie, but Hyung is busy now, he needs to take care of his TaeTae.'' – He took Jungkook's tattoed hand and raised it so he can inspect it.

-''I think ARMY might help you this time Jungkookie.'' – He said teasingly, running his thumb over the letters on his knuckles. Taehyung's eyes went wide and he pursed his lips together so he won't burst out laughing. Junkgook, however, blinked once in confusion, then his eyes went on his hand and then on Jimin's suggestive eyebrow before he tossed his head back and laugh loud and thoroughly entertained.

-''Aaaaah Jimin-ssi!''

Jimin just smiled wide and pulled now giggling Taehyung towards their destination.

Tae runs his hand on Jungkook's abs, leaning their heads closer. – ''You are welcomed to join.''

Jungkook ran his tongue on his lower lip and huffed heavily as he watched the '95 duo disappearing through the door, his eyes pausing most carefully on their swaying hips and fine asses.

Entering the changing rooms, Jimin looked around to check if they were alone and then pushed Taehyung on the lockers and locked their lips together. Taehyung gasped and moaned, tangling his fingers in Jimin's hair to pull him closer, pressing his hips forward so they could touch Jimin's.

-''Aaah baby you make me so turned on.'' – Jimin breathed, licking inside Taehyung's mouth. His hands held Taehyung's hips, grinding them on his own. It was going too fast, they need to slow down. It was not the time nor place for this. – ''TaeTae love, wait...wait, not here.'' – Jimin managed to say which provoked a groan from Taehyung. –''Aaah, I know.'' - He leaned his head back, letting it hit the locker behind him, gasping.

Jimin ran his hand on the back of his brown locks. – ''Don't hurt yourself.''

-''Ah, Jiminah.'' – Taehyung groaned, taking one of Jimin's hands and pressing on his bulge. It was hard. Jimin squeezed it and Taehyung moaned closing his eyes, lips parted. He was gorgeous.

-''I know baby, but not here. It's dangerous, we could be seen.''

Taehyung bends his head, eyes still closed and connected their foreheads. He was breathing hard, his heartbeat fast and his length was pulsing in Jimin's palm.

-''When we get to the hotel, you will take me, yes?'' – Taehyung asked, his deep velvety voice made Jimin even harder than he already was.

-''Yes I will, I promise.'' – Jimin said, nuzzling their heads together.

-''It's been so long Jiminie.''

-''I know, I'm sorry TaeTae. I got you now, baby. I'm here.''

Taehyung kissed him again, this time much calmer, slower, more intimate. – ''Good.'' – He murmured and pushed Jimin slightly apart. – ''Let's change and get out of here.''

Taehyung took his shirt off. He bends down to reach his bag and to take his small towel and change of clothes when a hand brushed his thigh and upon his ass, fingers sliding in between his ass cheeks. He yelped and strengthened himself, his back hitting Jimin's now naked chest, yet again.

-''Jiminah!''

Jimin just giggled and moved to his bag. – ''I couldn't help it. It was so tempting.''

The door opened at that moment and the rest of the members and their staff entered.

-''C'mon change faster, so we can leave sooner.'' – Namjoon said and everyone agreed.

The ride to the hotel was not long, but it seemed that way. They deliberately didn't sit next to each other. Jungkook tried to sit next to Taehyung, but Jimin redirects the youngest one to sit next to him instead. He didn't want for Jungkook to get any ideas with Taehyung, he is Jimin's right now.

Jin Hyung sat next to Tae and leaned his head on Tae's shoulder, casting one of his legs across his dongsaeng sighing loudly. – ''I am so tired and hungry.''

Everyone agreed on that.

-''Hyung are you ordering us some Korean food or we have to use the hotel room service?'' – Jin asked.

-''The hotel has Korean cuisine as well, we checked beforehand. The chef is Korean, so you can order.'' – The manager Sejin answered and Jin let out the satisfying sound, making himself more comfortable on Taehyung by hugging his waist, his arm too close for Taehyung's comfort. His still hard cock laid uncomfortably pressed with the elastic of his boxers and he was thanking goodness for his loose pants. He bit his lip and look through the window, unaware of Jimin's eyes on him from the front seat of the minivan. Jungkook noticing leaned in to whisper to Jimin's ear.

-''You are too obvious.''

Jimin turned his gaze on maknae, who watched him with a smirk. Jimin narrowed his eyes.

-''You are the same.'' – He retaliates.

Jungkook chuckled. – ''Sure.''

-''But you are Jungkookie, you don't see yourself when you around him, especially when we are abroad. Your possessiveness kicks in. You act like a jealous boyfriend.''

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, licking the inside of his cheek. – ''I don't like how they look at him.'' – He whispered back. – ''They look at him as he is a delicious meal, undressing him with their eyes and make stupid comments.''

Jimin understood his dongsaeng perfectly on that matter. Taehyung was a breathtakingly gorgeous human being. He grew even more handsome, his face got some sharpness and his body was elegant. His smile and charm always won everyone who meets him and even though Taehyung changed a lot since their previous years, he still attracted a lot of people.

As if reading his mind, Jungkook said. – ''Before I was furious whenever he makes a new ''friend''. He was so friendly all the time, but now... now everyone wants to get into his pants and fuck if I will allow them to even try.'' – He finished up, turning his head to observe the buildings they were passing by, sighing deeply. Jimin placed a hand on his thigh and rubbed compassionately.

-''I know exactly what you mean.'' – He said Jimin agreed, looking somewhere in front of himself.

-''You are not any better Hyung.'' – Jungkook said, turning his eyes once more on the blond man next to him. Jimin switched his gaze and raised his eyebrows in confusion. – ''Me?''

-'' Yes, you, Mr.Flirt. You basically call for sex.''

-''I do not!'' – Jimin gasped perplexed. He met manager Sejin's eyes in a rearview mirror, but just shook his head to say it's nothing important. He quieted his voice again and hiss at the younger man beside him. – ''I do not call anyone for sex. What the hell are you saying?''

-''Hyung you flirt with everyone...every single one...male, female you don't care.''

Jimin opened his mouth to say something defensive when maknae raised his hand. – ''Don't say anything. You can't persuade me that it's not the case, but... at least I'm completely sure that you know how to deal with everything that comes your way. And I think that's your crazy way to move the hungry eyes away from Tae, by redirecting them to you, because you flirt shamelessly, but you know how to send them off afterward.'' – Jungkook said, tilting his head to look at irritated Jimin, who was now in between annoyance and affection towards their youngest member.

-''I don't fuck with strangers Jungkook.''

-''I didn't say that. I said that you flirt with them. And trust me, it makes my ''boyfriend'' sensors going off for you as well.''

''But you are not clingy with me as you are with Tae.'' – Jimin said matter-o-factly.

-''No, you don't need me to, but Tae...'' – Jungkook begin.

-''He needs to be protected.'' – Jimin finished, agreeing.

They sat in silence for a minute or two. The streets were now slightly familiar, which means they are nearing their hotel. Jungkook broke the silence.

-''Say, Jimin-ssi, can I come and watch?'' – He asked.

Jimin rolled his eyes. – ''No.''

-''I promise to be good. I will be quiet.'' – Jungkook insisted.

-''You are never quiet.''

-''I will be this time. I love to watch you handling Tae.''

-''No, you will interfere like the last time you did.''

-''I was a young fool back then.'' – Jimin snorted at his words.

-'' I will not. Not this time.'' – Jungkook continued ignoring his reaction. – ''You must admit that I grew quite a lot since then.''

-''You grew alright.'' – Jimin said, looking him up and down. Jungkook smiled, his bunny teeth showing. Only he managed to look adorable and hot at the same time.

-''Let me think about it.'' – Jimin said when the car pulled near the hotel's entry at the back.

Right before they left the elevators heading towards their single rooms, Taehyung was about to unlock his door when Jimin grabbed his waist and whispered in his ear. – ''Get ready for me, I'll be there soon.''

Taehyung looks at him and nods, licking his lips again. Jimin smiled, squeezing him once letting his hand slide down to his ass before stepping away. Tae took a deep breath to calm himself. The anticipation was overwhelming now. He quickly entered his room, taking his clothes off and heading straight to the shower.

Some thirty minutes later, a light knock on the door made Taehyung shiver from anticipation. He rushed to open and meet eye to eye with Jimin, who was breathtaking. His hair was damp from the shower and let loose. It was carelessly brushed at the back, a few strands on the sides of his face and Taehyung knew that Jimin must have brushed it backward by his hand, as he always does. He wore an only light buttoned-up shirt, revealing half of his nicely defined chest, and loose pants. He gulped and stepped aside, opening the door wider so Jimin could come in.

He felt hands wrapping around his waist as soon as he closed the door with a click. Jimin's mouth was on his neck, mouthing at the exposed skin in his oversized shirt, pulling it lower until it slipped on his shoulder. Jimin trailed kisses from his neck down to his shoulder. His hands continued stroking his waist, finding their way to caress the skin underneath. Taehyung arched impulsively, pressing into Jimin, who answered by pushing his hips forward, welcoming it. They both groaned and Taehyung moaned in his deep velvety voice. – ''Jiminah...''

-''Oh, baby you sound so good.'' – Jimin gasped, grinding his hips on Taehyung, feeling himself growing harder. Taehyung wore only thin cotton shorts and was feeling everything twice as hard. He could feel Jimin becoming firm, bigger.

-''Jimin.'' – Taehyung called again, pushing back urgently that he was almost bending. Jimin slid his hand to palm him over the light piece of cloth, molding his fingers to follow the line of Taehyung's cock. It was impressive, long, with a nice girth.

-''Was it too uncomfortable during the car ride Taehyungie?'' – Jimin asked, massaging him still. Taehyung placed his hands on the door in front of him and bend his head down to huff in exasperation.

-''Damn Jiminah, it was t-terrible. Jin Hyung was all over me in the car, aah...and was just praying that he won't put his hand accidentally lover because....aah shit...'' – Jimin slid his hand inside the waistband of his shots and now was gripping him with his entire fist.

-''Because?'' – Jimin prompted.

-''B-because...because I had my cock bound with elastic band of my b-boxers...the, oh...the tip was...was peeking out slightly.''

-''You naughty boy.'' – Jimin chuckled from behind and squeezed him, making him moan deeply.

-''Jiminah, please...'' – Taehyung was moving his hips now, fucking into Jimin's hand and brushing his cock with his ass.

-''I got you, baby.'' – Jimin said and pulled the shorts down Taehyung's legs until they fell on the ground. Tae stepped out of them, spreading his legs slightly and arching some more.

Jimin observed the beautiful curve of Taehyung's ass. It was elegant, like he, himself.

-''You are beautiful darling.'' – He said, following the line with his hands, spreading the cheeks slightly, crouching. He kissed in-between, feeling Tae's muscles contract and his entire body shudder.

-''Fuck...'' – He panted and then let out a loud moan when Jimin's tongue slid across his rim. Taehyung was not always vocal. He was more of a deep grunts and raspy quiet moans type of guy, but whenever Jimin would eat him out, he became uncontrolled and loud. Jimin knew they had to move away from the door.

-''Come baby.'' – He stood up. – ''Let's get to the bed.'' – He pulled Taehyung with him. He turned him around and kissed him deeply. Taehyung pressed into him like he wanted to merge them into one body. Jimin paused the kiss to pull Tae's shirt over his head before surging in to kiss his lips again. His hands roamed Tae's naked back and his ass. He felt his pants were pulled down by Taehyung, who gasped when he felt the naked skin underneath. Jimin didn't bother putting on underwear before he came. He knew that he would be naked soon enough.

He giggled into the kiss when he felt his ass groped shamelessly. He flexes his butt muscles a bit and Tae groaned deeply. He always had a thing for muscles. One time, way at the beginning, he spent an hour kissing and licking his abs and kneading his ass, and then giving him a mind-blowing blowjob.

-''Off...everything off, now...'' – Taehyung said urgently, pulling at Jimin's shirt and falling on his knees kissing Jimin's stomach before taking him into his big warm mouth.

-''Aaah TaeTae!'' – Jimin closed his eyes and moaned, tossing his head back, utterly enjoying the warmth and wetness of Taehyung's mouth. His hand tangled instantly into Taehyung's long shaggy hair. Taehyung pushed forward until his nose touch nicely trimmed pubic hair, hollowed his cheeks and then pulled back agonizingly slow. Jimin kept moaning quietly, arching, his plump mouth opened at the sweet ''O'' shape. Taehyung felt tingling at his scalp when Jimin tightened the hold of his hair.

Taehyung reached to the tip, sucking and swirling his tongue around it before diving back, taking him into his throat again, bobbing his head a few times before hollowing his cheeks once more and pulling back. His eyes never left Jimin's face. He always loved to watch Jimin losing his mind while he had his cock sucked. He releases the tip with a loud pop and licked the side of the cock, enjoying the weight of it on his tongue. He mouthed the sides, feeling the pulse. His thumb made small circles on his frenulum, massaging it gently while he licked and mouthed down to Jimin's balls, sucking at them slowly. Jimin's head came back and his eyes found Taehyung's. He was like sin and he knew it, Jimin thought. Taehyung smirked and licked up his cock until digging the tip of his tongue to the slit. He made it pointy and hard and kept teasing Jimin like this until he started trembling. – '' Oh Taehyungie...baby, oh, fuck...''

Taehyung smirked again and went on bobbing his head up and down, taking him fully in every time, while he gently pulled and rolled Jimin's balls in the palm of his hand. Jimin couldn't help it, he started moving his hips, thrusting into Taehyung's mouth, holding him by his hair. Taehyung releases his grip on Jimin's hips and grasped his ass instead, pulling him in.

Jimin moaned shamelessly, he didn't care if anyone hears. The feeling of Taehyung's mouth is priceless and he felt that he is nearing the end.

-''Baby'' – He called, pulling Taehyung's hair back, trying to move him from his leaking cock. – ''Baby, stop... I'm gonna cum...stop.''

Taehyung pulled out only to look at him, his eyes tearful and his mouth wet, he was panting.

-''So cum...I will get you hard again.'' – His voice sounded a bit raspy from all of the exertion, which made his voice even sexier. He smiled wickedly and took Jimin in again, sucking hard.

-''Fuck Taehyung...shit, shit.'' – Jimin couldn't take it anymore, he was so tensed, trying to hold on, but it was too much. He tossed his head back, scrunching his eyes and intertwined both of his hands in Taehyung's hair, holding him still, both of his fists held tightly as he fucked his throat. Taehyung moaned sultrily, he loved to be manhandled and used by Jimin in this way. Jimin's hips snapped a few times before he gasped loudly, letting his beautiful voice out as he cummed in Taehyung's mouth.

His legs were shaking at his point and he leaned backward, trying to reach the bed. He was always weak after his orgasms with Taehyung. He always knew how to handle him, how to urge him, to tease him. Taehyung coordinated him towards the bed and Jimin let himself fall on his back, breathing hard.

-''Fuck Taehyung. I think you sucked the life out of me.'' – He said, covering his eyes with his hand. He heard Taehyung's deep laughter and felt him nuzzling next to him.

-''I can blow you back up.'' – He said and pressed his lips on Jimin's bellybutton, blowing raspberries. Jimin squeaked and laughed, trying to pull him away. They ended up laughing, holding each other.

-''See, you are good as new now.'' – Taehyung said, raising his eyebrows comically.

-''You are such an idiot, but I love you.'' – Jimin said and Tae's expression changed into something soft and full of love. He kissed him gently, whispering into his mouth. – ''I love you too ChimChim.''

Jimin pulled him in into another kiss, pressing their bodies together again, arms dancing on the naked flesh.

-''Love, let me take care of you.'' – Jimin said into Tae's mouth. – ''Turn around and show me your gorgeous ass, baby.''

Taehyung mewled and turned around, spreading and bending his legs slightly so his hips were in the air, while his chest was still lying down. He arched his ass and reached for the pillow. Jimin gave it to him without looking. He always knew what Tae needed. His eyes still glued on the sight in front of him. The curve of Taehyung's ass, two globes perfectly shaped, small darker puckering hole made his mouth water. Even Taehyung's sac was beautiful. The sac is never beautiful, it's hilarious, like a bag of balls, but Tae's was nice. Jimin nearly snorted loudly at the though. He returned to his ass and bend down.

Taehyung buried his head in the pillow as soon as he got a grip on it and waited. He knew that Jimin will not keep him hanging too long, but he also knew that Jimin loves to enjoy the view first, which made him so self-conscious in the past whenever he would lay so open and vulnerable in front of him.

He felt the bed shifting and then warm breath on his skin. He shuddered, gripping the pillow tighter, breathing harder, anticipating.

The small, feather-light lick made him gasp and froze his entire body. Then the soft plump lips pressed gently on his rim. Taehyung breathed out harshly and took another intake of breath before stopping again in further anticipation. The lips disappeared, and Jimin's fingertips appeared, running softly at his thighs. Up and down, up and down, in the circles, over the asscheeks, sliding inside the crack, but never going over the rim. He dug his nails in Tae's ass and raked gently, teasingly over the flesh, making his muscles squirm at the contract. He bends down again and licks the strip over his rim.

-''Aaaaah Jiminah!'' – He moaned and arched more, chasing the tongue that wasn't there anymore. Instead, Jimin's lips found his thighs and sucked on them. First one, then the other, leaving the red marks behind. Taehyung muffled moans urged him to keep going. He made a trail of love bites all over Taehyung's ass, thumb sliding down the crack to brush softly at the rim.

-''Jiminaaah...'' – Taehyung whined. He was torn between pleasure and anticipation. He loved being teased, but he also couldn't wait to feel Jimin's tongue inside of him.

-''Yes, baby?'' – Jimin said through smirk on his lips. He knew exactly what Tae wanted.

-''Put it in.'' – Taehyung mewled into the pillow.

-''Put what Tae?'' – He licked his perineum. Taehyung squirmed.

-''Tongue ...Jiminie...put it in, please.''

-''Well, when you asked so nicely.'' – Jimin chuckled, which made Taehyung chuckle and murmur. – ''Fuck you.''

-''I will, later, but now, didn't you said you want me to put my tongue in?'' – Jimin said, placing himself on his stomach, between Taehyung's legs. One of his hands going underneath to cup his balls, while other gripped one side of his cheek, pulling it aside slightly. Taehyung moaned again.

-''Jiminah, please.''

Jimin didn't tease him anymore. He dived in and press his tongue flat on Taehyung's rim. Deep muffled moans reached Jimin's ears and he eased himself into Taehyung's pleasure. He licked and sucked at the rim first, before easing his tongue through the ring of muscles. The wetness and heat rushed over him as Taehyung opened in front of him. The smell of the peach body wash reached Jimin's nostrils and he moaned, sending a vibration through his tongue.

-''Aaaaaaah fuck...'' – A few incoherent words spilled from Taehyung's mouth, restricted with the pillow. He was shaking, muscles contracting, trying to press more and run away from Jimin's mouth at the same time.

Jimin pulled out to suck at his finger quickly before returning to lick around, while his fingertip circled the hole. He pressed his tongue back in as well as his finger, this time reaching deeper inside, arching it towards his stomach right away, searching for the spot. He knew he found it when Taehyung let the lewdest sound Jimin has ever heard. He arched his back so much that Jimin had to press his hips down with his other hand.

Soon the second finger joined first and then the third and Taehyung was crying. His hips were in the air, Jimin on his knees, mouth still latched where his fingers stretched. Taehyung's cock was painfully hard and leaking, he reached down to grip the base to stop himself from cumming yet.

-''Jimin, w-wait...wait...damn, wait... I will cum...I don't want to cum...not yet...fuck.''

Jimin pulled out completely. He watched as Tae's hole contracted around nothing, ready to be filled. He was long past hard again.

-''Tae, where is the...'' – He begins, but Tae was already pointing on the table where the small bottle of lube stood. He prepared everything beforehand.

Jimin leaned down and kissed his asscheek before slapping it playfully and went to retrieve it when Taehyung's phone rang. It was Jungkook.

The flash of annoyance washed over Jimin's face, but he quickly put it behind.

-''Who is it?'' – Taehyung asked, head still in the pillow, panting. He lay so invitingly on the bed, legs still spread.

-''Kookie.'' – Jimin said and picked up the phone. He answers it.

-''You are interrupting.'' – He said calmly.

-''And you are not answering your phone.'' – The maknae interjected.

-''I left my phone in my room.''

''I left you like dozen of messages and called three times. What the fuck Hyung, you told me I could watch.''

-''No, I said that I will think about it, I never said that you could watch.''

This got Taehyung's attention and he turned his head to look at Jimin. A look of mischief danced in his eyes. On the other side of the line, Jungkook ranted. Jimin didn't listen to him really, he was more interested in Tae.

-''And besides, Taehyungie told me I could join.'' – Maknae said sulkily.

Jimin arched his eyebrow at Taehyung. – ''Did you told him that he could join?'' – Jimin asked.

Taehyung grinned shyly nosing the pillow, while the hair hid his twinkling eyes.

-''I like the idea of him watching....'' – Tae said quietly. – ''While you fuck me senseless.''

Jimin's cock twitched at this and he gulped, eyes round as he stared hungrily at Taehyung.

-''You Devil.'' – He said, the corner of his mouth turning up in a smirk. He gripped the phone closer to his ear. Jungkook was silent on the other side, listening. – ''Kook?'' – He called and heard a quiet hum in answer. – ''You have exactly one minute to get your ass in Tae's room.'' – He said and hung up the phone. He placed it on the bedside table and headed back to Tae with lube in his hand when someone knocks on the door.

Taehyung giggled. – ''That was really fast.''

Jimin stood and went to the door. He peeped out through a peephole to see is it safe to open the door with his all naked glory in full view to anyone who walks in the hallway before he opened the door. Jungkook stood there, one arm leaned on the door frame, in his loose gray sweats and hoodie, hair tousled and freshly blow-dried after the shower. He let his eyes slide down Jimin's handsome body, tongue poking the inside of his cheek before snapping up to meet Jimin's stare.

-''Were you camping in front of the door?'' – Jimin asked, one eyebrow raised. Jungkook chuckled, his teeth showing.

-''I was at my door since you asked addressed Tae.'' – He answered smugly. – ''I knew he wouldn't say no.''

-''You little prick.'' – Jimin said, moving aside to let Jungkook in. Jungkook grinned wider, sliding in the room and adding. – ''Jimin-ssi, we both know there is nothing little about me.''

He quickly dogged Jimin's foot that was trying to kick him, laughing playfully, but then his eyes saw Tae on the bed and he groaned instantly aroused.

Taehyung still lied on his stomach, one hand stretched in front of him, while the other was bent at the elbow where his head rested. His legs were slightly parted, one leg bent slightly on the side, to relieve the pressure on his hard cock. He was watching Jungkook enter the room through his disheveled hair, biting his lower lip in the process.

Jungkook approached him and without a word climb the bed, sliding his hand to cup Tae's face and tilt his head up so he could kiss him hard on the lips. Taehyung moaned into his mouth, his body reacting at a desperately needed touch. Jungkook licked in Tae's mouth and was just about to make himself more comfortable when strong hands pulled him away, leaving Tae to whine at the loss.

-''What did you say in the car again Kook?'' – Jimin asked, pushing Jungkook into a comfy chair near the desk. – ''You said that you will just watch.''

-''But look at him Hyung! He is so...''

-''And that you will stay quiet, wasn't that what you said?'' – Jimin persisted, holding the maknae on his forearms.

Jungkook wanted to protest, looking at Taehyung who was arching his ass invitingly now.

-''Kookie, isn't that right?'' – Jimin's tone was firm. Jungkook gave him a blood-heating glare before he huffed annoyingly and relaxed into the chair, mumbling. – ''Right.''

-''I didn't catch that?'' – Jimin asked again. He heard it the first time, but he wanted to rattle maknae's cage some more.

-''I said right! Okay?'' – Jungkook snapped, eyes falling on Tae again and he whined, hand flying between his legs to press at his bulge. – ''Jimin, go and take care of him before I do.'' – He said seriously.

At that moment Taehyung whined. -''Jiminie... please...'' – Which made both men groan in lust. Their eyes fell on Taehyung who was rutting his cock in the mattress.

-''Fuck, fuck.'' – Jungkook said and gripped himself more firmly over the sweats.

Jimin went to the bed and bent to kiss Taehyung's spine. He opened the bottle and poured some lube on his fingers, warming them up before pushing in Tae's hole again.

-''Jiminie... fuck me... cock...I want your cock inside me now.''

-''Shh baby, I know. I'm just getting you ready.''

On the corner of his eye, he could see Jungkook taking his clothes off. His physique was amazing. He was strong and handsome and newly arm tattoos gave him that bad boy look. He was sexier than ever, but Jimin would never admit that to him.

-''Give me some lube.'' – He asked hand stretched out. Jimin poured some on his cock, before closing it and tossing in Jungkook's direction. He pulled Tae on his hands and knees.

-''Are you ready, baby?'' – Jimin asked, lining himself on Taehyung's entrance and circling the rim with the tip of his lubed cock.

-''Yes...I've been ready for ages, just go in.''

Jimin slapped him on the ass, making him giggle and whine at the same time. He pushed slowly. The pressure was slightly even there before his tip was in. Jimin stretched him good. Taehyung froze, mouth and eyes opened wide, body stiff as Jimin pushed in deeper. He stopped breathing, he was completely mute. Jimin bottomed out and stilled his movement for a few seconds, only to start rotating his hips slowly. Tae rolled his eyes and gasped, letting the most erotic moan ever. His deep baritone voice vibrated as Jimin pulled out slowly and then pushed back in at the same pace. Jungkook tossed his head back as he stroked himself just as slow. He was following Jimin's rhythm, imagining, Jimin thought, that he was the one fucking Taehyung instead. Jimin could only smirk before pulling out again all the way so only his tip remained in, gripping Taehyung's hips with his hands, before sliding back in, this time a bit faster. The squelching sounds of lube were mixing with the sounds of heavy breathing and low groaning.

-''Oh, my...fuck...I'm so full...oh...I love it, fuck...oh...'' – Taehyung kept gasping hard each time Jimin would surge in. His eyes were still closed, head arched back. Jimin was smaller than Taehyung and Jungkook in length, who were quite big, but he was the thickest of them all. He stretched Taehyung fully, and Taehyung loves to be stretched properly.

Jimin caught a good rhythm and started fucking him gently. He could see that Kook was following his movements with sharp eyes. Taehyung knuckles were white from how strong he was gripping the sheets, his thighs started to shake from the fire inside his guts. He loved being filled by Jimin because Jimin was an excellent lover. He knew how to take care of his partner by being careful and slow at the beginning, only to fuck your brains out at the end.

Jimin kept rolling his hips fluidly, snapping it harder, more sharply every time, but still keeping the same rhythm. One of his hands, that were on Taehyung's hips, went up, kneading the muscles on Taehyung's back, following his spine, his tensing shoulder-blades, his neck and then taking a firm grip in his hair. He pulled him back in a kneeling position and mouthed at his neck. Taehyung was moaning loudly now since Jimin was hitting at his prostate head-on. He raised his arms and buried them in Jimin's hair. His hard leaking cock bounced with every thrust of Jimin's hips.

Jimin could hear Jungkook gasping and moaning quietly, his hand movement getting faster. This was exactly what maknae liked. This was his type of porn, even better since it was them in question, the same people that took his virginity a few years ago.

Jimin, struck with an idea of how to tease both maknae and his soulmate, raised the hand that held Taehyung's hip to the latter's mouth, palm open.

-''Lick.'' – He ordered, hips not slowing by the second, watching Jungkook feverishly jerking himself, gasping as his hips kept raising from the chair into his palm. The tip of his cock kept poking the tight fist of his hand, the word ''ARMY'' written over his knuckles.

Teahyung licked his palm, rolling his tongue, pushing it between the fingers and then all over the ''life'' line. He was doing it so wetly, drooling. It was so filthy, Jimin loved it.

-''Good boy.'' – He said, taking Taehyung's ear between his lips, tongue poking to tease the skin, while his hand traveled down towards Taehyung's cock. He wrapped his first around the tip.

-''Fuck my hand Taehyungie, take what you need.'' – He said and watched Jungkook's reaction. Taehyung mewled and began thrusting his hips into Jimin's fist, every time impaling himself back at Jimin's cock in the process. He kept letting small whimpering sounds as his movements became more erratic. He was nearing the end. His eyes kept rolling at the back of his head from the intense sensation he felt. Jungkook was the same, gasping, eyes glued at Taehyung's cock.

Knowing that their orgasm is near Jimin stopped his movements and release Taehyung's cock and the grip on his hair. Taehyung groaned in dissatisfaction at the loss. He was so near. On the other side of the room, Jungkkook was mimicking his displeasure. It was not only Taehyung's pleasure that was postponed but Jungkook's too. He waited for Taehyung to finish with him. Jimin, however, had another idea.''

-''Jimin, you fucking asshole.'' – Jungkook groaned, tossing his head back in annoyance, hissing as he squeezed the base of his cock to stop himself from cumming.

Jimin laughed and tapped Taehyung on the thigh. – ''Come up, baby. Ride me.''

Taehyung shakily obeyed. He was utterly fucked up, sweaty and disheveled. He waited until Jimin lied comfortably on his back, before straddling him, reaching behind to steady Jimin's cock before raising his hips to slowly sink down his length.

Jimin kept rubbing his thighs the entire time, lip gripped tightly between his teeth as he controlled himself not to snap his hips upward. Taehyung looked so good, sitting on him like that. He was so warm, so wet and still, so tight. Jimin marvel at it. As is he read his mind, Jungkook asked in a strangled voice.

-''How does he feels?''

Jimin rolled his hips only slightly up, easing himself deeper into dark-haired man, feeling Taehyung's fingers digging into his chest as he was trying to steady himself.

-''He feels wonderful.'' – Jimin answered, eyes not leaving Taehyung's face. He knew that Jungkook wanted more information. He felt his lips dry, so he licked them and took a large breath, concentrating on following Taehyung's rhythm, before continuing. – ''He is so warm and tight... he...h-he is so wet for me.'' – He managed to say before Taehyung started rolling the hips in earnest this time. His head was facing the ceiling, panting, fingers digging into Jimin's chest as he kept brushing his prostate on Jimin's length. He mewled and quicken his pace, rolling his entire body with every movement, his cock bouncing again, slapping his stomach every time he would jerk his hip forward. He looked sinfully, but felt heavenly, Jimin thought. He licked his palm and went stroking Taehyung's length.

-''Jiminah... aah...Jiminie...I can't....faster... n-need faster...'' – Taehyung whined, trying to rut his hips faster, but he kept missing the rhythm which made him frustrated.

Jimin reached to pull him down for a heating kiss, hugging him tightly and snapping his hips up in the consecutive movement. Taehyung cried in his neck from overwhelming sensations, but Jimin wasn't satisfied. This position was not adequate for the need that Jimin felt, so he flipped them around and raised Tae's legs on his shoulders, bending him nicely in half. He was so grateful that Tae took upon himself to stretch often and make himself more flexible because now Jimin could pound into him and collect his moans with his mouth at the same time. He drew his knees closer so he could move more swiftly, fucking fast and rough into Taehyung's hole, hitting the sweet spot dead on.

Taehyung placed his hands over his mouth because he was screaming now, tears falling down his cheeks, moans stuck in his throat, body completely froze from the pleasure attack. He was barely breathing, inhaling sharply from time to time only to huff the air each time when Jimin dive into him.

Jimin watched him tremble and going completely limp under him and he felt powerful. He did this, he made Taehyung completely lost in the electrifying waves of pleasure and lust.

-''Don't s-stop...p-please...do not stop....'' – Taehyung begged, reaching for his cock, but Jimin reaches it first, wrapping his hand around it yet again. There wasn't a need to lick his palm this time, Taehyung was leaking severely by now, which produced natural lube and the slide went easy. Taehyung lost it then. He tossed and cried in midst of an intense pounding on his sweet spot and barely managed to choke out Jimin's name before releasing all over his stomach in long hot spurts.

Jimin watched him in awe, feeling him tightening around him, pushing him too close. He quickly raised his eyes at the maknae and was just in time to catch him cumming into his hand, eyes shut in the momentum of his orgasm. He moaned erotically, gripping at his cock, his muscles contracting, as he kept releasing the milky substance all over his thighs, abs, and hand, some going so high that it reached his chin.

That was all too much for Jimin to handle. He only managed to take a large breath before the fire in his groin exploded and his vision went black as his orgasm shakes him to the core. He spilled inside Taehyung, hips jerking erratically, as Taehyung inside muscles milked him dry. He fell in Taehyung's embrace, panting heavily and shaking from the intensity of his release.

They lay together like that, holding each other for a minute or two, before Tae moved, feeling uncomfortable. Jimin, somehow, managed to slide out, making him wince at oversensitivity, and roll off on his back, still trying to catch his breath. There was no sound, but the panting and slight shifting. Eventually, Jungkook stood up and went to the bathroom. Jimin could hear the water from the sink and the sound of the opening and closing of the cabinets. A few seconds later Jungkook appeared with a wet hand towel and knelt on the bed next to Tae. Tae's eyes were closed and he was breathing deep, trying to calm himself. Kook began to clean him up slowly, first chest and stomach, bringing the leg closer to him up and on his shoulder, so he could clean him between his legs.

Jimin looked at them and felt huge affection towards maknae. He and Jungkook might tease and challenge each other constantly, but their love and care towards Taehyung beat everything.

Taehyung scrunched his face and hissed, tensing slightly when Jungkook brushed at his hole. Jungkook rumbled. – ''You went too hard.''

Jimin's head rose from the mattress at his words and he moved quickly to see what Jungkook meant. Jungkook pushed him back. – ''There is nothing to see, you idiot, he is just too sensitive right now. It would be even worse tomorrow and we have another practice before the show.'' – He said shaking his head in disapprovement and continue to brush Taehyung carefully.

-''It's okay, I wanted it.'' – Taehyung spoke softly, eyes still closed.

-''I'm sorry TaeTae, love.'' – Jimin spoke gently, reaching to cup Taehyung's face and kiss his lips.

Taehyung opened his eyes at that. – ''I did ask you to fuck my brains out, didn't I now?'' – He asked matter-o-factly. Jimin still looks at him uncertainly, so he added. – ''And that is exactly what you did. You fucked my brain and disarranged my guts and that's perfectly fine.''

Jungkook chuckled together with Taehyung, but Jimin still felt guilty.

-''Here.'' – Jungkook said, throwing the used towel on his chest. – ''Clean yourself up.''

Jimin looked at him incredulously. – ''With dirty towel?''

-''It's your cum.'' – Junkook said in such a deadpan voice that Taehyung began to giggle.

-''Jungkook how can you make something clean with the already soiled thing? You can just make it dirtier.'' – Jimin asked, not believing the maknae.

-''So what? It's just a little cum.'' – He said in all seriousness. – ''What? So you can eat his ass, but you cannot wipe his cum?''

Jimin slapped his hand. – ''You know I don't mean that, and it's my cum on that towel, not his.''

-''Even worse.'' – Jungkook said. They did a starring contest, with Taehyung now openly laughing at them, when Jungkook snapped. – ''Fine!''

-''What are you doing?'' – Jimin asked perplexed when Jungkook pinned him on the bed. He had only one second to ponder of what the hell is going on before Jungkook bends down and licked the cum from his chest.

-''Jungkook.'' – Jimin gasped and even Tae stopped laughing, watching them with rapt attention. Jungkook continued licking until every drop of Taehyung's cum was gone. He leaned back smacking his lips and said. – ''There, all clean.''

Both Jimin and Taehyung stared at him in silence.

-''What? It's Tae's.'' – Maknae said in his defense, his doe eyes were round and seemingly innocent like he just licked the spilled banana milk from the table and not someone's sperm.

-''Fuck that was hot.'' – Taehyung said and reached for Jungkook, pulling him close and kissing him hard in the mouth, licking deep. Jungkook, shocked only in the first few seconds, soon closed his eyes and returned the kiss with a new fervor.

Jimin watched them smiling, reaching for the covers to toss on top of them. He pulled himself a bit higher so he could lay on the pillow and took a deep sign. Soon, hands reached him and Taehyung cuddled himself on his side, tossing one leg over Jimin's thighs and wrapping his hand around Jimin's chest. He nuzzled his face to the blond man's neck and kiss it before sighing contently. Behind him, Jungkook scoots up as well so he could spoon Taehyung from behind and soon all three were laying in pleasant silence once again.

Then, suddenly, Jungkook bust out laughing. Both Jimin and Taehyung turned their heads to look at him His laughter shaking Taehyung completely.

-''What's so funny?'' – He asked.

-''Oh, it's just something Jimin-ssi said today.'' – He rose slightly, resting his weight on his hand, face smiling happily. He showed his hand. – ''ARMY did help me out.''

Jimin blinked at him and then his lips spread into a huge smile, eyes disappearing into crescent moons and began giggling too, covering his mouth with his hand.

Taehyung watches his two favorite Busan idiots laughing heartedly and felt warmness and content. Yes, he was happy. Even with all of his madness and crazy things in their lives at least they were together and they were happy. He wouldn't change it for anything in the World.

-''You two are the worst.'' – Taehyung said before joining him happily.