"Kook-ah, your turn." Hoseok gave a kiss to Jimin's inner thighs - then licked a stripe of cum up to Jimin's entrance, practically cleaning them off. Jimin shivered and Jungkook finally removed his fingers. "I suppose I'll go easy on you, darling." Jungkook said as he switched spots with Hoseok. Jimin hardly absorbed what he said, their eyes were closed and all they could hear was their pounding heartbeat. Taehyung and Jungkook wondered how it was still humanly possible for Jimin to still be just as needy and just as wet as over an hour ago.

After a moment Jimin understood what Jungkook had said, and sighed a big breath of relief. "Wait -" Jimin tugged hard on the rope on their hands, and Jungkook glanced up at them. "Play fair, baby. It's my turn with your lovely pussy." He warned, and began rubbing his cock over Jimin's pussy, sighing. Jimin gulped and tried to relax, but the anticipation was killing them on what Jungkook meant by 'easy'. Was he really going to go gentle? Or was it a statement of diversion?

"Ah- hmm," Jimin's throat began to hurt, they were feeling thirsty and the back of their mouth felt cotton-dry. Jungkook began pushing inside, and immediately his head tossed back. Jimin tried to keep their eyes open long enough to watch Jungkook enjoy the feeling. Before he started moving, he captured Jimin under him, in a classic position to fuck them. "Ah-" A moan got stuck in Jimin's throat when Jungkook started to move in and out. " -can feel sir's cum coating my cock, darling, and you - dammit you feel so good..." Jungkook sighed, thrusting in sharply and pulling back slowly.

When Jimin opened their eyes, they saw Jungkook's arm reach for something. They saw a quick glimpse, and semi-panicked. "N-no, Kookie please, pl-please," Tears were rolling down Jimin's red cheeks now, but Jungkook only smirked as he turned on the vibrator to the second setting, of four. "AAH!" It hurt more than it felt good, their clit was way past overstimulation and it shot sparks of pain up through their stomach, and their toes tingled, going numb all over again.

"Jungkookie it hurts!" Jimin sobbed, squirming frantically. The rope on their wrists were grinding against their skin, causing a burning feeling and their hands were heating quickly. They could feel sweat on their spine, and upper back. "K-Kookie please! Please!" Jimin's volume increased and Jungkook smirked between Jimin's breasts, sucking hickeys on the inner side and outer side. "Kook-ah..." Jimin quieted and tightened on Jungkook's cock, causing a wet noise to sound that made Jungkook start fucking them faster. Jungkook removed the vibrator and moved to Jimin's nipples. He sucked gently, and Jimin pulsed in response. With half of their body numb, it felt like Jungkook was hitting their stomach.

"Mmh... s-slow down...Kookie..." Jimin was feeling lightheaded, and their shoulders were starting to ache from the awkward position of their hands behind their back.

Jungkook noticed a sudden difference, he slowed down a bit because he was now having to use actual effort, versus Jimin's body making it easy to slide in and out. "Hey," Jungkook tilted Jimin's head up, and their tired eyes from both of them met.

Jimin suddenly did not look well.

"Ah -" Jungkook pulled out, which made Taehyung and Hoseok perk up because they knew Jungkook hadn't finished yet. Jungkook told himself he wasn't going to stop unless Jimin used their safeword, but something was pulling at his chest to either pause or stop completely. That was up to Jimin at the end, not himself.

Jungkook kissed Jimin's shimmering lips, and used his right hand to brush Jimin's hair away from their eyes. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked. It took a while for Jimin to comprehend what exactly he was asking. "Ev-everything hurts..." Jimin whined, talking in a whisper because they were too overwhelmed, and didn't want anyone knowing. "Let me start with these." Jungkook reached under Jimin and fumbled with the rope for a moment, before he was able to undo it and Jimin's hands were free. "Shit, hyung-ah," Jungkook turned towards Hoseok and the older one rushed over, half dressed like Taehyung (but comfortable).

"I'll be back." Hoseok quickly left for the bathroom. "Hyung, I'm so sorry." Jungkook slowly brought Jimin's hands out to their front, as to not hurt their shoulders too much. "Hmm," They popped nonetheless, but the ache quickly started to fade in their arms. Jungkook watched Jimin carefully, and brought their hands closer to Jungkook's chest. Their wrists were rubbed raw and bleeding lightly a few inches down their arm. Even if the rope was very light and made of soft fabric, sweat and friction could always make it seem as though it wasn't safe.

"No...it's okay. Really..." Jimin knew of it, and didn't care too much. It was hard to believe they didn't. "No, it isn't. You're hurt." Jungkook shook his head. " -m knew about it when Hoseok hyung was finishing, -m don't care. Doesn't hurt as bad anymore." Jimin tried to explain. " -m promise. Doesn't hurt." "Then what does?" Jungkook asked. For once in a while, Jimin gained feeling in their hands, real feeling. They reached up with a shaking hand and motioned toward their throat. "Thirsty." They told him. Hoseok then returned with a medical kit, being the second time they've had to use it in a day.

"No, I'm fine." Jimin pulled their hands away from Hoseok. Jungkook got up for a bottle of water that Taehyung handed him from a dresser. "Baby -" "I don't want to stop, my hands were just hurting. That's all." Jimin was growing frustrated. Hoseok and Taehyung could tell that it was just their subspace talk. "We don't have to stop, we just need to pause for a moment." Jungkook explained. "No, I-I can take it." Jimin shook their head. "Jimin, we're serious, we're pausing for a bit." Hoseok told them, firmly. "You are unsafe." He added. Jimin huffed and let Hoseok at least cover the friction burns on their wrists, and added some relieving cream to the surrounding skin. After he was done, Taehyung helped them sit up a bit - not too much, because Jimin didn't want to, for some reason. He helped them drink a bit, about a quarter of the bottle before Jimin dismissed it. They were already feeling a lot better.

"Anything else uncomfortable, Jiminie?" Taehyung asked. "No, but I just wanna be on my stomach now." Taehyung and Hoseok backed up, and allowed Jungkook and Jimin to finish their scene. Hoseok was cleaning the vibrator and throwing the rope in the trash. It could never happen again, even if it was a good texture for everyone else.

"Got it, baby?" Jungkook held Jimin's hands near their shoulders as he was carefully sliding back inside of their pussy. "M-mhm, s-so much better." Jimin nodded a little, and moaned in to the mattress. "Good." Jungkook kept their body's close, and buried his face in the right side of Jimin's neck. He worked slower, but not too gentle. After all, Jimin was still their cum dump for the next few hours.

"Ah, ah," Jimin moaned with every other thrust, and Jungkook was picking up his speed after Jimin naturally lubed the both of them up. Their legs were still trembling, but it was easier to fight Jimin since there wasn't much for them to do except close in on Jungkook, which was hardly a challenge for him. "You're doing so well, taking me so good, darling," Jungkook whispered, nipping at Jimin's shoulder and squeezing their hand tightly. "M-hm, ahh..." Jimin started rocking back on Jungkook, and Jungkook started picking up the pace, faster, again. "I want you to finish on my dick, baby. I want to feel you fall apart." Jungkook whispered, so quietly that Taehyung nor Hoseok could hear them from just across the room; they knew it was good because of the submissive moan Jimin let out. "Yes, sir," Jimin squeezed Jungkook's hand tightly, and their torso stuttered in movement, trying to rock back but their body was being pushed, it was practically at its limit.

"There you go, keep going." Jungkook encouraged, thrusting a little harder as Jimin came, crying just a little from the difficulty of reaching that release from being so tired, and so overstimulated. "Ahh," Jungkook resumed what he was doing for a few moments, then Jimin felt the familiar feeling of being filled, like royalty.

Watching the two orgasm together was stunning. Both of them were ethereal, and Taehyung and Hoseok could watch for hours without getting uninterested.

"I'm so proud of you, darling." Jungkook whispered in Jimin's ear, stilling his hips and panting next to Jimin, which made Jimin squirm with goosebumps running down their body. "Aaahh~" Jimin squeezed the bedsheets and Jungkook's hand as the younger one slowly pulled out, and began massaging the back of their thighs. "Woah, you're so beautiful." Jungkook hummed at the sight between Jimin's legs; they were definitely claimed.

"Mmh..." Jimin would not be able to do another round. They were on the brink of passing out, and they could hardly feel their lower half. Mostly they could feel Jungkook leaking out from them, but their legs were not going to consciously move. "Come here, darling." Jungkook wrapped his arms around Jimin's upper body, laid on his side and pulled Jimin against his chest, spooning them. "Ahh," Jimin was still recovering, and Jungkook kept Jimin against him by holding them securely on their breasts. He slid his leg between Jimin's, keeping them tangled together.

Jimin fell asleep almost instantly. Taehyung and Hoseok cleaned off Jimin while Jungkook took care of himself. Occasionally Jimin woke up from the two pairs of hands roaming over their body, but Taehyung and Hoseok hushed them and they went back to sleep quickly. The rest of the day, the four cuddled in Jimin's room, napping and being close with each other. They all helped dress Jimin in sleep shorts and a hoodie. Jimin woke up for it but put in minimal effort, of course, then went right back to sleep.