Pulling Jimin from his thoughts, a hand wrapped around his wrist and tugged him forward. Jimin flopped down on Hoseok's bed next to him and Yoongi, and then he giggled, nervously. "I really-" "Do you want any help there, Jiminie?" Hoseok asked him.

He was now sitting up and he smirked at Yoongi, then looked back to Jimin. Jimin noticed his right leg was crossed over his left, as that is how he sat down, but he was pushing down on his pussy and if he wanted to he could cum right there on the spot.

Maybe he was glad Hoseok pulled him down next to him, otherwise Jimin would just collapse to the ground soon.

His cheeks turned pink and he uncrossed his legs. "I think Yoongi hyung needs some praise first." Jimin changed the subject, and got behind Yoongi to start rubbing along his shoulders. Yoongi relaxed more so to the left than right, and led Jungkook to kiss him on the cheek. Jimin knew he was slowly returning to reality.

Jimin's answer to Hoseok's question, was 'yes but no'. He wanted it but he felt uncomfortable with the fact that Yoongi and Jungkook would be watching him. Maybe if it was only him and Hoseok, or Yoongi or Jungkook- maybe then there would be some thigh riding, but Jimin didn't quite feel as relaxed as Jungkook or Hoseok. Not yet, anyways.

Jungkook moved more steadily on to Yoongi's lap and started to kiss him, while Hoseok caressed slowly up and down his thigh. Yoongi slipped Jungkook's tee off of him, and behind Yoongi, Jimin moved on to his knees and left his legs open. He didn't exactly know why but some part of him thought it would help with the rushing hormones.

Jimin started to draw tiny shapes along Yoongi's shoulder blades, while Jungkook and Hoseok 'rewarded' him. Jungkook tried claiming dominance of the kiss but Yoongi beat it to him, so their mouths weren't just connected by lips but now tongues as well. Hoseok kissed along his shoulders and slowly palmed him under Jungkook's spread thighs.

"There you go, baby, just like that." Hoseok encouraged as Yoongi's hips bucked up in to his hand, and Jimin smiled at the struggled noises of pleasure coming from Yoongi. He knew he liked it, and was trying to not be very loud however it all just felt too good to be quiet.

Hoseok moved his hand to Jimin's thigh- he flinched a little, but as they looked in to each other's eyes, he relaxed. Jimin found himself wanting to kiss Hoseok, and just as his blush started to fade from when he was pulled down, it returned.

"Jungkookie, you have a subspace." Jimin cleared his throat and licked his lips, having been so weak in the legs that he felt too tired to talk. Jungkook looked down with a little smile on his reddened lips. "It's cute, baby." Yoongi moved the hair out of his face and smiled at him. Jimin's heart skipped a beat due to Yoongi's deepened voice.

He found himself moving closer to Hoseok, until his hand stilled at his inner thigh. The silk dress pants were smooth against Hoseok's fingertips and Jimin's skin. However, the second Hoseok moved his hand the slightest bit more north, Jimin moved away and gently slid his hand off of his leg. Why, he didn't know, but he only was half-aware of what he did. It seemed an instinct.

"Jiminie hyung did good too." Jungkook complimented Jimin, moving his head up so he could look at Jimin. "And you're really pretty." He added. "Thanks, Kookie..." Jimin turned more red at the praise. He not only had a praise kink but a degradation kink as well.

"I'll be back, I'm going to get some water- do you guys want some?" Jimin got up from Hoseok's bed and glanced at his three members. Jungkook nodded his head before resting it on Yoongi's shoulder.

Jimin quietly left the room, and stopped by the bathroom on his way to the kitchen. He flicked on the light and looked in the mirror. His eyes sparkled, and his cheeks and lips were the same shade of red. He really was pretty, he found himself thinking.

Forgetting to close the door, he sat down on the toilet, the lid down, and snuck his right hand in to his black dress pants. His hand easily passed the barrier of his panties, and continued down until his fingertips slid softly against his wet pussy. 'Fuck,' Jimin closed his eyes, moving two of his fingers in circles on his hard clit. Due to the quietness of the dorm, Jimin heard wet squelches coming from his cunt as he rubbed it, spreading the warm juices around his clit and throbbing entrance.

He remembered how good the small vibrator felt as it penetrated his pink walls, a few days or weeks ago- time was confusing for Jimin right now, and he didn't want to try and figure it out. What he wanted was his fingers buried in his tight hole, and he had started to slowly push the tips of his fingers inside when he heard floorboards creek in the hallway.

Quickly he pulled his hand out of his pants and stood up, but it was already too late as Yoongi was standing in the doorway. His left forearm rested against the door frame, blocking the entrance with his hair resting loosely on his head. It was obvious, his dominant position.

"Why did you stop?" Yoongi asked him, and Jimin watched intently as he licked his lips. He couldn't help feel like Yoongi just wanted to see his pussy, and think he might be able to fuck Jimin tonight. Jimin knew Yoongi most likely wasn't thinking that at all, but it was still a thought that kept him from continuing.

"Y-you startled me." Jimin nervously put his hands behind his back, to hide the wet slick between his fingers from Yoongi's dark eyes. Yoongi walked into the bathroom and Jimin sucked in a breath, nervous of what Yoongi was about to do. Yoongi softly grabbed Jimin's right hand and pulled it out so his hand was between them.

"Open your mouth." He commanded, and immediately Jimin realized what he was trying to do. However, he still was shy. "B-but I don't want you to be cheating on Hoseok hyung and Jungkookie." Jimin blurted out. His thighs pushed together at the look in Yoongi's brown eyes, and without context it looked like Jimin was holding back his bladder.

"I'm not cheating, I'm not touching you, am I? Besides, we already talked about it earlier." Yoongi reached up with his free hand and placed his thumb on Jimin's lip, and ever-so slightly pushed it in to his mouth. "If you were okay with it, we agreed we were all alright if one of us touched you, where we normally wouldn't." He told him, and noticed how Jimin's eyes fluttered a little. Right after, Jimin moved his head forward and took Yoongi's entire thumb in his mouth.

"Here, this one's better." Yoongi smirked and pulled his thumb out, and replaced it with the two fingers of Jimin's right hand, that were coated and shining with slick. Jimin swirled his tongue around his own fingers and grunted softly, turning more red in the face than before. He tasted his sweet juices and felt his abdomen clench tightly, again.

Jimin didn't imagine he would be submitting to Yoongi this quickly, especially after the act he put up in Hoseok's room with Jungkook.

They looked in to each other's eyes for a moment. Jimin's mind was racing a hundred miles a minute, wanting Yoongi to fuck him over the bathroom sink but also wanting to run away to his own bedroom and scream in to his pillow like a child. Then, Yoongi took Jimin's fingers out of his mouth with a soft pop sound, salvia following, and he sat down on the toilet and pulled Jimin down on to his lap. Purposefully from the angle, Jimin was sitting on his left thigh.

"Go ahead, Jiminie, I know you want to." Yoongi reached up and rubbed Jimin's lower back, as he glanced down at his lips. With his legs feeling like jello, Yoongi's hand helped him relax but it did make him more wet- if it was even possible at this point.

"But, I- fuck Yoongi hyung, I don't do this often~" Jimin whined and hid his face in Yoongi's shoulder. "What, do you mean you don't touch yourself often? When you want it?" Yoongi asked, and he could've worded it differently but it was to tease the petite boy on his leg. "Yeah," Jimin mumbled. "Cause it's-" He cut himself off when Yoongi's hands gripped his hips. "It's easy, baby, just move back and forth." Yoongi instructed, and forced Jimin to grind on his thigh. Jimin moaned, out of surprise of Yoongi's boldness, and his hips stuttered in grinding upwards. He was close to releasing and when he did he was bound to become water, and his bones would be nothing but sponges. His body felt so light, that (again) if Yoongi wanted him to stand up he would need a minute to remember how to.

"That's right," Yoongi smirked happily as Jimin started riding his thigh. "You're doing good, little prince-" "Oh fuck-" Jimin's hands tightened to fists on Yoongi's back and his hips spasming out, pussy clenching hard as he came in his panties. Yoongi rubbed circles in his hips but Jimin didn't stop grinding down on his thigh, he lost control of his body and he started to slip off of Yoongi's lap but Yoongi caught him, and pushed his leg up, applying more pressure on Jimin's crotch. Moans poured from Jimin's mouth and he couldn't contain them, and a whiney sob escaped from the overwhelming pleasure of finally being able to cum. Yoongi's mind blanked and he thought Jimin was about to start crying, from the whimpering and little pathetic noises he made- but it was all just due to the wave of overstimulation, he realized soon enough.

"Hm, you like that name: prince, yeah? Be hyung's pretty prince?" Yoongi teased, and Jimin fell apart again and was just barely able to hang on to Yoongi's neck to avoid falling off of him. "M-hm," Jimin sighed against Yoongi's warm skin and his body relaxed, starting to come down from it's chemical high. "That's cute." Yoongi whispered to him. Jimin's pussy pulsated at a constant, slow pace and he could already feel the wet patch in his underwear slide against his messy cunt.

He was too shy to say anything in response, so he clung to Yoongi for a few minutes until he could think of something to say. His pussy had stopped throbbing by now, and the sweat along his body had cooled off. "We don't talk about it." He groaned into Yoongi's shoulder, causing the older one to chuckle. "Why, are you embarrassed?" Yoongi asked him, and received a tiny nod in response. "Oh Jiminie, you really are the cutest little thing."