"Mm~ Baby," Yoongi let his eyes close as his head was gently tugged back by his hair, by Hoseok. "You're so sexy." He leaned in to kiss Hoseok again, and when their lips connected Hoseok grinded on his thigh and moaned, purposefully making Jungkook feel more and more sexually jealous.

"You wanna be over there with them, Kookie?" Jimin asked Jungkook, sliding his fingers up his sides. Jungkook shivered and Jimin felt goosebumps rise all over his body. He was so sensitive, and it was adorable. "You want to be touched?" He prompted on. Jungkook huffed, as he tried grinding on his leg but it did nothing with the jeans he was wearing. Jimin chuckled. "You want it so badly, don't you-" "Yes, please~" Jungkook again squirmed in his chair.

Yoongi and Hoseok separated and they both chuckled at Jungkook's eagerness. Hoseok moved beside Yoongi and laid down on his back, knees flat yet spread. Yoongi moved between them and started kissing at Hoseok's neck. Hoseok tossed his head back in to his pillow as he bit on his lip.

Jimin walked over to get the rope. He wasn't thinking about how strange or awkward it was for him to be there, and he felt like he knew what he was doing. The words came naturally and he was confident with whatever he was doing, was working. Jimin felt different, relieved that he was doing a good job yet also very entrigued to what he could do to Jungkook. He was seeing another side of the 'innocent' maknae. And with the way he felt dazed yet clear, it almost felt like subspace but opposite. Was it possible to have subspace and domspace?

He didn't let his thoughts ruin the heat of the moment. He turned around and found Jungkook palming himself in the chair he was sitting in, eyes closed and body trembling. Jimin approached him and grabbed his wrist tightly. "Open your eyes, Jungkook." He demanded, and instantly Jungkook's eyes flew open.

"Watch them. Watch how your boyfriend's body reacts when Yoongi hyung touches his chest," Jimin grabbed his other hand and forced both of them behind Jungkook's back. Hoseok let out a frustrated moan while Yoongi kissed and licked along his chest. His shirt had been discarded on the floor next to the bed. Yoongi trailed his fingers down to the waistband of his sweatpants, where a bit of his boxers were also visible.

"Watch how Hoseok's hands grab at the bedsheets, because Yoongi hyung's lips and fingers are so much to take." Jimin teased in Jungkook's ear, and honestly it was turning on both Yoongi and Hoseok as well. Jungkook felt his hands being tied together behind his back, and he kicked a little, wanting touched so badly he didn't know what to do. The dark desperation had taken over his fuzzy mind completely. "Are you throwing a fit, Kookie? You want something so bad, that you can't use your words?" Jimin promoted, as he tightened the thin rope around Jungkook's wrists. It wasn't too tight, Jimin could slip a finger between a certain tangle and untie it quickly if Jungkook panicked.

Yoongi side-eyed Jungkook with his dark eyes. He looked like a panther, preparing his prey and Jungkook appeared to be a witnessed bunny, so terrified of the sight that he wanted to be a part of it.

Jimin thought of Jungkook's submissive attitude more of an abandoned puppy, with the way his body begged for Yoongi, or anyone of that matter to touch him. He silently begged for even just the slightest graze of a hand or pair of lips. Jungkook was so drained he was lost for words.

And by God did this make Jimin wet. His knees constantly struggled to keep him up, and a part of him wanted to sit on Jungkook's lap and grind on his cock until he released- but not let Jungkook find a source of relief. Something about that was insanely hot to Jimin.

"Ah fuck, Yoongi-" Hoseok cursed in sync with his hips that jerked up. At the same time Yoongi wrapped his hand around Hoseok's cock through his sweatpants, and began to move his hand up and over the shaft; everything visible to Jungkook and Jimin. Hoseok was sinking into Yoongi's touch, his mind focused only on him while Yoongi's attention was divided. Jimin looked so sexy but Hoseok was so needy, and for his touch. Jungkook wanted him over there, touching and kissing him- and yet, he was with Hoseok instead. He loved it.

Jimin creeped around in front of Jungkook, and stood between his legs. He opened his mouth to say something, but Jungkook had finally found words to say- not much, but he had managed. "Take it off, please... hot." His thighs shook as he opened his legs for Jimin, so he could tower over him closer. But Jimin stood where he was, and lifted Jungkook's chin. "Finally, you've been able to find some words to use. Do you want your shirt or pants off?" He asked, and Jungkook lifted his hips up. Again, at a loss for words.

'He's so fucking cute.' Jimin thought. Jungkook struggled against the rope binding his hands together, but he didn't want it to come loose. Jimin was a bit nervous, in taking Jungkook's pants off for him.

He brushed it to the side and got closer to Jungkook, laying his hands on his firm pecs. Jungkook whined and angled his body so Jimin was now hovering over his hard nipples. He had tried to make out a beg, Jimin heard the start of the word Please but the rest of it faded out. "Jungkook," Jimin snapped, and Jungkook flinched. "Don't close your eyes. Watch." He demanded. He got down on his knees to be out of the way, and Jungkook and Yoongi locked eyes.

Hoseok moaned in the background, and Jimin could hear the cute desperate whimpers from both him and Jungkook. He took ahold of the button on Jungkook's pants and unclasped it, then pulled the silver zipper down. Jungkook was rock hard, and as Jimin's hands grazed down to his thighs to pull the pants off, his pussy throbbed in his own underwear. After Jungkook's pants were off and Jimin stood, he could feel his panties go cold from the wet slick from his pussy starting to stain the fabric. He wanted to touch himself, but Jungkook's sexual torture was his first priority right now.

"F-fuc-faster, hyung-ah~" Hoseok whined and his hands gripped the bedsheets tighter, back and hips arching. His chest glistened with a bit of sweat and he looked so close to the edge. Yoongi's hand speed quickened, and Jimin noticed a dark patch in Hoseok's gray boxers. He was leaking, Yoongi must be good with his hands.

At that thought, Jimin throbbed again, and he knew once it was fine for him to leave he would be busy for a while. He looked over Jungkook again, and the poor baby had tears in his eyes from being so overwhelmed. Jimin leaned down and kissed his cheek, and Jungkook looked at him with a blurry vision. "Wanna go over there?" He asked softly, noticing a shift in Jungkook's eyes. He looked spaced out; his pupils were blown and glossy, and with the way Jimin just gently held his face and he rubbed into it, he thought Jungkook might just have a subspace.

"Do you want to go over with Yoongi hyung, Kookie? And Hoseok hyung, so they can touch your pretty thighs and sensitive nipples?" Jimin whispered in his ear. Jungkook kicked again and his eyes shut for a moment. Jimin saw some salvia escape his mouth, causing his red lips to shimmer. He knew Jungkook couldn't respond at this point, he definately was off somewhere distant.

Jungkook sighed and Jimin went behind him. He combed his fingers through his hair, and Jungkook relaxed a bit. However, Yoongi was driving Hoseok over the edge and he was cumming hard in his boxers, and it stirred Jungkook back up. "Hush, Kookie. You'll get your turn." Jimin told him. He let go of his hair and untied his hands, and made him stand.

Yoongi turned and watched Jungkook's legs tremble, and struggle the entire time trying to support his weight. He was surprised, as far as he knew Jimin hadn't even touched his cock and he looked like he had been getting fucked for the past hour.

"He's all yours to play with now, hyung. He's ready." Jimin set Jungkook down and Yoongi made sure Hoseok was alright before he wrapped his arms around Jungkook. Jungkook shook against his hold and grinded his hips up on Yoongi's thighs. Yoongi couldn't stop him from mounting on to his lap and rutting his cock against his stomach and thighs. By the time he was able to get ahold of Jungkook he was already orgasming in his boxers, melting and falling apart in Yoongi's arms.

Jimin gently pet his hair while Yoongi helped him ride it out, rubbing gently on his tip and stroking him slowly a couple of times. Jungkook let out a sob and shuttered, nibbling on Yoongi's shoulder subconsciously. "Poor baby, so overwhelmed." Yoongi kissed Jungkook on the lips and Jungkook made a happy chirp, and Jimin smiled. "You did good, Kookie." He praised, softly scratching Jungkook's head to help him relax.

Jungkook cuddled up closer to Yoongi and pushed his head gently against his stomach, and moved his head down to between Yoongi's bare thighs. Jimin realized he too was only wearing boxers. Yoongi felt Jungkook's lips on his inner thighs and he flinched, grabbing Jimin's attention but he relaxed and brought Jungkook back up to eye-level. "You okay?" He asked. Jungkook nodded his head a tiny bit, and he closed his eyes. Yoongi gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

It was cute, Jimin had to admit. Maybe some part of him was jealous, or maybe it was just because he was horny. Maybe he would have to think about joining their relationship to find out.