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Hoseok rubbed his eyes sleepily and yawned as he trudged forward into the kitchen, passing Taehyung and Jungkook to grab a bottle of water from the fridge. "Hear what," he asked groggily, yawning again. "I just came to get water. When are you coming back to bed, Taehyung?" 

Taehyung sighed softly in relief as he shut and locked the back door, quietly whispering to Jungkook. "You might want to get back to bed too. Good night," he stated, waving before following after Hoseok.

The following morning, Taehyung woke up without Hoseok beside him. He wondered if Hoseok had gone back to his place and slowly climbed out of his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. 

He stretched his back, slowly shuffling his way towards the door to see what Yoongi might be making for breakfast. He could smell something delicious wafting through the air and his stomach was grumbling up at him with hunger as he stepped out of his bedroom.

Yawning, still not quite ready to be up, he shuffled his way into the kitchen. He found both Yoongi and Jungkook covered in a white powdery substance, laughing as they cooked. Yoongi turned toward Taehyung, smiling widely as he handed him a plate of panckes with a peck to his lips. "Hoseok is in your office," he whispered softly, pointing towards the closed door.

For the first time in his life, dread washed over him from head to toe as he stared at the closed door. He wondered if Hoseok had gone through anything in his office and found his hidden stash that he sold to the outskirts of town behind Hoseok's back. His hands gripping the plate felt unsteady as he nodded and approached his office door.

His hunger quickly dissipated as he stepped inside to see Hoseok leaned back in his chair, his legs propped up on his desk with one leg crossed over the other. He looked back over his shoulder, seemingly pleased at Taehyung's appearance as he entered the office and closed the door.

Jimin sat in one of the kitchen chairs, watching as Jungkook and Yoongi had their fun cooking pancakes. They cooked even more food for breakfast, eggs by request with bacon and sausage. Both enjoying each other's company and having fun as they cooked everyone's food.

Jimin watched Jungkook carefully, surprised to see him smiling so soon after what had happened to him. He watched Yoongi with a soft smile, knowing his brother must have a stronger effect on him than they thought.
 
Jimin slowly stood to his feet as Jungkook turned around, the two of them colliding into each other. Jungkook stared up at Jimin with a shy smile before quickly apologizing and ducking past him to take a seat at the table. Yoongi sat on the other side of Jungkook, glancing between Jungkook and Jimin every now and then as Jimin took a seat on the other side of Jungkook.

Jungkook ate his food happily as he talked with Yoongi about some of the things their parents had said when Yoongi hadn't come back for a while. "They put up missing posters? Really? It wasn't like they showed they cared about me before then," Yoongi laughed, stuffing his mouth with a piece of pancake. Jungkook laughed with him and nodded. "Yes, missing posters. They really didn't put them up until the neighbors started asking questions," he added, Yoongi nodding his head.

"And there it is. That was what made them care. People started to ask questions," he stated, flicking his fork in the air past his head. "Otherwise, they could have given two shits less about where I was or if I was even still alive."

Jungkook caught Jimin staring at him and his eyes fell back on his plate as he mumbled. "Yeah, they really never showed an interest in us..."

Jimin stared at Jungkook the entire time as he ate his breakfast, not realizing he was making the other squirm with embarrassment. He just found Jungkook's ability to be as cheerful as he was fascinating. It took Taehyung years to get over his parents' deaths and he still had moments where he broke down. Jungkook seemed so strong willed and determined to push past his horrible experience and it resonated within Jimin.

He sighed softly as Jungkook bounced in his chair excitedly, turning towards Yoongi and grabbing his arm. Jimin had just now realized that Jungkook's plate was clean, finally looking at something other than Jungkook. "Can we go play video games in your room," he asked excitedly, shaking Yoongi slightly.

Yoongi glanced at the room where Hoseok and Taehyung had just shut themselves off in and sighed softly before smiling. "Yeah, sure! Let's just clean up our plates," Yoongi added, finishing his last bite and grabbing up his plate. 

Jungkook quickly grabbed his plate as well and excitedly followed Yoongi to the sink. They both quickly cleaned their plates before Jungkook followed Yoongi towards his room.
 
Jungkook shut the door quickly, his face heated and red as he turned towards Yoongi. "I- Is it just me o- or was Jimin s- staring at me," he asked, fidgeting and twiddling his fingers.

Yoongi turned to look at Jungkook, a small smile spreading across his face. "Why? Do you like him," he asked, his eyes focusing on Jungkook's body language. He chuckled as he noticed Jungkook's face grow more red, his ears reflecting the color as well.

Jungkook looked up at Yoongi with wide eyes as his face lit up even more. "N- No! I don't think so, at least," he mumbled, trailing off as he hid his heated face behind his hands. "How can I already like him," he asked Yoongi, peeking through his fingers.

Yoongi grabbed one of Jungkook's hands and pulled him away from the door, leading him to sit on the bed. He sat down next to Jungkook and smiled softly at him. "You do like him, huh?"

Jungkook remained silent as his gaze fixated on his hands in his lap, trying to hide his face from his elder brother. Yoongi leaned back on his hands, smiling at his brother as he crossed his legs. "You know, it's only natural to like someone who saved your life, right? I mean, he did stay by your side the entire time you were healing... You know, to make sure you healed properly," he added, turning to see Jungkook looking at him with hopeful eyes.

"R- really? H- he stayed by my side..." he asked, his eyes shining with hope as he stared at Yoongi. Yoongi chuckled softly and nodded, resting his head on his own shoulder. "Of course he did! He wanted to make sure you were going to be okay," he stated, smiling happily at Jungkook.

Jungkook hid his face behind his hands once again, flustered by Yoongi's words and the thought of Jimin watching over him. "H- how did you know you liked Taehyung?"

Yoongi's smile dropped at the thought of Taehyung, his eyes resting on the door as he sighed softly. "I- It just happened... He was so much kinder than I thought... And well, kinder than most the people living here. He took care of me and let me do things that made me more comfortable... I just wish he didn't have to go crawling back to Hoseok everytime something comes up..."

Jungkook looked over at Yoongi once his tone changed, the entire atmosphere was suddenly dragged through the mud as Jungkook stared at Yoongi. "You don't understand, Yoongi... There is no escaping Hoseok... H- he finds a way to make what he feels should belong to him stay with him... H- he's truly a terrifying man and obviously Taehyung is trying to protect you from him if you haven't seen what he's actually capable of..."

Yoongi looked at Jungkook, his eyes stern with question as he tilted his head. "Enlighten me then," he stated, staring deep into Jungkook's eyes.

Hoseok turned towards Taehyung in his chair, pointing a six shot revolver at him as his expression darkened. Taehyung immediately dropped his plate of food at his expression. Hoseok stood to his feet as he approached Taehyung, pressing the gun to his forehead and shoving him down into the chair with the barrel still pressed tightly against his skull. "Mind telling me how the dredged pieces of shit on the south side are capable of obtaining my drugs," he asked, pressing the gun even tighter to Taehyung's forehead- his finger itching to pull the trigger. At the same time, not willing to pull it and kill the one he loves so dearly.

"H- Hoseok... I- I don--"

"Don't give me that bullshit excuse, Taehyung! Just because I like you doesn't mean I'm going to let you walk all over me, is that fucking clear," he asked, shoving the barrel harshly against Taehyung's forehead and forcefully shoving Taehyung's head back against the chair. "Now, explain to me how they're getting my drugs when I haven't sold to the south side in months."

Taehyung gripped the arms of his chair in fear, his nails scraping along the leather as he cleared his throat. "I- I'm sure you know how, H- Hoseok."

Hoseok laughed darkly and pointed the revolver towards a filing cabinet in the back corner. "You've been holding out on me and selling them behind my back. I've known for a while now, Tae. I just couldn't prove it until today," he stated, back handing Taehyung with the butt of the gun.

He cried out loudly, gently gripping his cheek as he spit blood out onto the floor. He could still taste the iron in his mouth as he glanced back at Hoseok who stared at him hard. "You're just lucky I like you," he stated, grabbing Taehyung harshly by the hair. He yanked his head back and kissed him harshly, shoving his tongue into Taehyung's mouth. He could taste the blood from Taehyung's injured mouth and ran his tongue over the spot.

Taehyung didn't respond to Hoseok's torturing kiss, still quite stunned from the blow he'd just received as Hoseok pulled away with displeasure evident in his eyes. He yanked Taehyung to his feet and yanked the office door open, dragging Taehyung with him by his hair.

Jimin stood from the table when Hoseok emerged with Taehyung in tow, his other hand occupied with a firearm he'd never seen before. He followed after them, trying to grab onto Hoseok as he led Taehyung out into the garden he'd kept alive in memoriam of his mother. 

"What are you thinking?! Hoseok, stop! You can't do this," Jimin screamed, yanking the gun out of Hoseok's hand. Hoseok turned on him, lashing him across the face as he stared Jimin down. "He's not going to go behind my back and sell my drugs! I use those people as my lackeys! Why do think I have so fucking many of them?! I supply them with what they can't afford and they work it off in return," he shouted back, yanking his gun out of a stunned Jimin's hands.
 
He shoved Taehyung to his knees and placed the revolver to the back of his head, breathing heavily. He didn't want to do it, but he also had to make an example of people who double crossed him. "Any last words?"

Taehyung remained silent for a moment, staring at the ground before lifting his head up towards the sky and pressing the barrel of the revolver further against the back of his head. "At least I'll be with my parents."

Jimin grabbed Hoseok's arm, screaming as he wrestled the gun out of Hoseok's hands once again. "It wasn't his idea! It was mine," he shouted, getting an elbow in his chest as Hoseok stood up once again. "You can't do this to him," he cried, still gripping Hoseok's arm. "Please! Please, take me instead," he whispered, pulling the gun away from Taehyung's head.

Jimin sat on his knees in front of Hoseok, his hand on the gun as he pressed it to his own forehead. His fingers shook slightly from the fear he was faced with now, the fear of the inevitable and the fear of the unknown. "Taehyung, take care of yourself, okay?"

Taehyung turned towards Jimin, his eyes suddenly full of tears that hadn't been present when it was his life in jeopardy. He quickly wrapped his arms around Jimin, refusing to let Jimin die. "N- no... No, Hoseok, no!"

Hoseok smacked the both of them with the gun, knocking Taehyung completely unconscious but only silencing Jimin. "Fuck! Fucking fuck," he screamed shrilly, highly annoyed as he whipped around quickly. He fired all six shots from the revolver into the darkness before he whipped it across the garden in frustration. "You both fucking win! Can you both shut the fuck up now?!"

Jimin stared up at Hoseok as he gripped his hair in frustration and yanked as hard as he could, before screaming in frustration randomly. Jimin remained silent as Hoseok screamed with pent up rage, his face red with anger. He knew it had taken a lot for Hoseok to suddenly let this go, knowing it wasn't in Hoseok's nature. He also knew that his fit was only because he was jealous of the love that Taehyung had for Jimin.

Jungkook sighed softly at Yoongi's question. "Well... I'm sure Taehyung is fully aware of it now, but Hoseok told Namjoon that he was the one that put Taehyung's parents in body bags... And he wouldn't be afraid to do it again. He has police officers on his pay roll, he's almost unstoppable, Yoongi. He could kill someone tonight and it wouldn't be made public because of the corrupt police in this town..."

Yoongi bit his lip when he heard Jungkook mention Taehyung's parents. That was a very sensitive subject for Taehyung and he hardly talked about his parents because he always looked so lonely and despondent. Yoongi looked down, hearing screaming from somewhere outside his door in one of the corridors. Both Jungkook and Yoongi looked at each other as they wondered what all the screaming was about.

Feeling curious, they both got up and followed the sounds of the screaming, only to find that there wasn't anyone screaming in the corridor at all and that it was reverberating from Hoseok- who was in the garden screaming. Yoongi could see Jimin sitting on his knees in front of Hoseok and someone laying on the ground in front of the both of them. His flame red hair was what caught Yoongi's attention as tears filled his eyes. "N- no! Taehyung," he screamed, running towards Taehyung's motionless body.

Jungkook ran after Yoongi, both of them sliding to their knees as Yoongi pulled Taehyung up from the ground. His hands shaking furiously as he gently cupped Taehyung's cool cheek. "T- taetae," he whimpered, tears falling from his eyes as he gently shook Taehyung. Jungkook gently wrapped his arms around Yoongi as he hugged Taehyung tightly, sobbing heavily into his shirt. 

Jimin could only watch Hoseok as he stopped in his furious tracks, his eyes narrowing in on Yoongi. A look of pure rage flared in his eyes as he could feel the flames of jealousy lick his heart. "Get the fuck away from him," he screamed, shoving Yoongi away from Taehyung.

Taehyung groaned softly, his hand tenderly touching the spot of his head where Hoseok had pistol whipped him. He very slowly sat up, his blurry vision trying to focus on a hazy image of Hoseok standing over Yoongi and Jungkook.

Taehyung reached out and misjudged the distance, grabbing nothing but thin air before he grabbed Hoseok's pantleg. Hoseok turned his dangerous eyes on Taehyung, murderous jealousy alive in his eyes as he yanked Taehyung back up onto his feet. 

Taehyung grew extremely light headed and tripped over his own feet, almost falling several times as Hoseok yanked him back towards the house.

Jimin sighed softly as he looked at Yoongi and Jungkook, slowly standing to his feet before helping the other two to their feet. Jungkook quivered violently against Yoongi's back as Jimin led them back inside. Jimin could see the fear was back in Jungkook's heart, his smile gone and tears in his eyes as he stayed close to Yoongi and Jimin. "It's best we stay out of Hoseok's way for the next few hours. He's crazy jealous right now that Taehyung could love anyone but him. It's probably best to leave Taehyung and Hoseok alone for the night," he added, watching as Taehyung hazily followed Hoseok to his bedroom.

Yoongi bit his lip again, feeling more tears sting his eyes. "I- I thought I lost him... And now I have to let that monster do whatever he pleases with him? I- it's not fair, Jimin... Why does Hoseok get to take all of Taehyung's time away from me," he cried, hugging Jungkook tightly.

Jungkook hugged Yoongi back just as tightly, nuzzling his head against Yoongi's to try and calm him. It didn't seem to be working this time as he snuggled hard against Yoongi to try and make him feel better. Jimin sighed softly, walking with them to Yoongi's room. "It's not for you to decide... I'm sorry, but he rules Taehyung's life in every aspect. Unless we can find a way to free him, we're stuck with Hoseok ruling every aspect of Taehyung's life..."

Taehyung could hardly stand on his own two feet as Hoseok stripped Taehyung of his clothes and any dignity he had at this moment. Taehyung was then shoved disdainfully into the mattress, rattling his disoriented brain even more. His vision blurred once again as he was harshly yanked off the mattress to be flipped onto his stomach. Hoseok shoved Taehyung's body disgracefully into the mattress, pressing hard against Taehyung's neck as he pressed himself between Taehyung's legs and against his bare ass.

Taehyung grit his teeth as Hoseok pulled away from Taehyung harshly, walking away. Taehyung breathed out, wondering if Hoseok had already gotten bored. Hoseok came back towards Taehyung, carrying several items as he shoved Taehyung's head down again. Taehyung stared up at Hoseok as he straddled Taehyung's waist, grinding his clothed ass against Taehyung's cock. "Is this what you want, hm? Do you wish to dominate me? Make me your bitch instead," he asked, slipping a cock ring into his mouth before sliding it onto Taehyung's cock.
 
Hoseok quickly stroked Taehyung's cock until he was hard, leaving him unable to take the cock ring off until Hoseok was ready to take it off him. "Is that all that little blond is? Something for you to dominate and stick your dick in," he asked, sitting harshly on Taehyung's lap. Taehyung winced slightly as Hoseok's pants rubbed against the sensitive skin. Hoseok grabbed Taehyung's wrists and chained them to the posts of his bed. 

"Hoseok--"

"You don't love him, right," he asked, lubing up a vibrator as he turned it on as high as it would go and pushed it inside Taehyung. Taehyung's back instantly arched off the mattress as he looked at Hoseok pleadingly, his fingers rubbing against the restraints above his head as the sensations trickled throughout his body. "N- no," he whispered, lying to Hoseok. 

Hoseok kissed Taehyung harshly, patting his cheek roughly as he pulled away. "You're lying... Your eyes say it all," he whispered, looking seemingly hurt by Taehyung's words. He pulled a switch blade from his pocket, flipping it out of its sheathed holster. "You love me still don't you," he asked, staring daggers down at Taehyung.

Taehyung stared up at Hoseok, staring directly into Hoseok's hurt eyes. "Of course," he answered softly. "I have never hated you..." he trailed off, praying Hoseok didn't realize he was lying to some degree.
 
Hoseok breathed softly as he leaned down, laying his head on Taehyung's chest. He listened to Taehyung's heart rhythmically beat in his chest and his even breaths as he peeked up at Taehyung. "You don't understand, Taehyung. I love you and no one else. So, you certainly can't have a side bitch either," he stated seriously, pulling away from Taehyung's chest.

He moved his switch blade closer to Taehyung's arm, slowly carving his name into Taehyung's arm as blood seeped from the wounds. Taehyung grit his teeth once again, groaning to keep from crying out as Hoseok continued to carve his entire name into Taehyung's left arm. "You're right handed anyway, right?"

Taehyung hissed through his teeth, watching as Hoseok carved every letter of his name, including his surname into his arm. Blood pooled onto the bed as Taehyung turned his head back towards Hoseok, pain evident in his eyes as he tried to grit back his cries. "Now, no one can forget that you belong to me," hoseok announced, tears of anger and frustration leaving his eyes. "And I don't care what kind of relationship you have with your brother, I don't fucking like it!"

Taehyung stared at Hoseok, never before seeing this much jealousy from him. He sighed softly, wincing slightly from the pain as he leaned up to place a tender kiss on Hoseok's lips. He'd never seen him cry out of his jealousy and it was strange to see Hoseok cry. Ever. Taehyung felt Hoseok's lips respond with need and desperation, kissing Taehyung feverishly with those emotions. "No one can have you! No one but me!"

He dug the very tip of his blade into Taehyung's chest, staring at him before he retracted the blade into it's holster and pulled away from Taehyung. Hoseok flipped him back over onto his stomach, the chains twisting while Taehyung's head reeled from his previous injuries. Hoseok smirked darkly as he pressed his clothed cock against Taehyung's bare ass once again.

Taehyung bit his lip as Hoseok ran his hand down Taehyung's chest and stomach to grip his cock. He pumped Taehyung's length agonizingly slow, unbuttoning and unzipping his own pants just before shoving his cock inside Taehyung along with the vibrator. Taehyung's eyes rolled into the back of his head as the tip of Hoseok's cock hit his nerve perfectly, sending waves of a dry orgasm crashing over him as he grinded against the bed.

"Still want something to put your dick in, huh? I guess we can bring your bitch in for a little fun," he added as Taehyung shook his head in refusal. "At least to show him who you think about even when you're with him," he added, pulling away from Taehyung.

He walked over towards the door, opening Taehyung's door and calling for Jimin. He watched as Jimin peeked his head out from a doorway across the hallway. "Yes?"

Hoseok smiled as he hid most of his naked body behind the door. "Where is the little blond male that was worried about Taehyung," he asked, staring at Jimin hard. Jimin opened the door a bit more, revealing Yoongi and Jungkook sitting on the bed behind Jimin. "He's in here with me. Why?"

Hoseok's eyes narrowed when he saw Yoongi, his hatred for the blond stronger than ever. But he was going to make sure Yoongi got the message this time. "Send him over here," he stated, watching as Jimin stared at him in confusion.

"W- why? I thought you and Taehyung would certainly be busy for the rest of the night," he answered, glancing over his shoulder at Yoongi. Yoongi stood up and walked towards the door until he was standing in front of Hoseok. "Is Taetae okay?"

Hoseok grabbed Yoongi by his slender wrist and yanked him into the room, slamming the door behind him and leading Yoongi over towards Taehyung chained to the bed. Yoongi rushed forward, hugging Taehyung's head close to his chest as he noticed the blood spill on the bed. "Are you okay," he asked vigorously, gently stroking Taehyung's hair.

Hoseok yanked Yoongi away from Taehyung and stared at him hard, his anger flaring as he tried to control it. "The more you do that shit, the more he suffers," he stated, tossing Yoongi towards the bed. "Now get undressed and lay under Taehyung," he ordered, taking this opportunity to completely strip out of his own pants and shirt. 

Yoongi hesitated only a moment when Hoseok yanked Taehyung's head off the bed by his hair and forced him to look in the direction of Yoongi. "Is this what you want to see," he asked as Yoongi slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He slowly slid his pants down his legs, sensually stripping them off his body without realizing it as Taehyung and Hoseok both watched him. He slowly stripped out of his boxers and his shirt, nervously standing by the bed as Hoseok glanced over Yoongi's body. 

"Not bad... I guess I can see what you like about him. Now, get under Taehyung," he demanded, climbing behind Taehyung once again. Yoongi slid along the bed until he was lined up with Taehyung. He stared up at Taehyung as Taehyung stared down at him. Yoongi could now see where Taehyung was bleeding from and bit his lip.

"Now, stick your dick inside him, Taehyung. That's what you wanted, right," he asked, shoving his own cock back inside Taehyung along with the vibrator. Taehyung hissed through gritted teeth once again, glancing over his shoulder. "Black," he whispered softly, staring at Hoseok with teary eyes. 

Hoseok grit his teeth at the word, staring back at Taehyung. "What has pushed the limits? My cock inside you along with the vibrator? Or the three way you're about to have? Because I really see no need for the safe word right now," he stated, continuing anyway. "Now, you can either stick your dick in him and let him get something out of this... Or he can just lay underneath you and watch as I fuck the shit out of you. Your choice," he announced, thrusting deeper inside Taehyung.

Taehyung moaned loudly at the sensation of Hoseok's length pressing further against his sensitive nerve, grinding against Yoongi as Hoseok continued to thrust into that sensitive nerve. Taehyung panted heavily, thrusting inside Yoongi to keep from making noises without including Yoongi.

Yoongi wrapped his legs around Taehyung's waist, Hoseok grabbing hold of his slim legs and using them as leverage as he roughly thrust into Taehyung. Although, he was dragged into this position this way, Yoongi was still grateful to have some interaction with Taehyung as his cock grew hard between them. He wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, panting loudly as Taehyung fucked him at the same pace Hoseok fucked Taehyung. Slow but hard.

Hoseok steadily picked up his pace as Taehyung felt another dry orgasm steadily creeping up on him once again. "H- hoseok, p- please... can we take the cock ring o- off," he asked through his heavy pants. Sweat beaded off his forehead as Yoongi needily kissed Taehyung, not caring if Taehyung's sweat dripped on him or not.

Hoseok shook his head as he continued to drill Taehyung's sensitive nerve. "No. It stays on until I feel you've been punished enough," he stated, caressing Taehyung's stomach once again as he slid his hand along Taehyung's balls. Taehyung whimpered into the kiss with Yoongi as another dry orgasm wracked his body.

Taehyung shuddered violently under Hoseok and above Yoongi, Yoongi pulling away from the kiss to stare up into Taehyung's eyes. Hoseok grit his teeth and picked up his pace once again, now noticing that they'd kissed. 

Before Taehyung could cover anything up, he shuddered a second time, another day orgasm ravishing his body as Hoseok's name fell breathily and lustfully from his open mouth. Heavy pants and moans were all that left Taehyung's lips now but he was hardly fucking Yoongi anymore, too caught up in what Hoseok was doing to him.

"F-fuck, Hoseok," he cried out again, thrusting back into Yoongi now as his body quivered with another dry orgasm. "I- I can't Hoseok. I- It hurts now," he whimpered, his eyes shut tight and his eyebrows knit together in immense pain. 

Hoseok continued thrusting into Taehyung as Taehyung desperately thrust into Yoongi to try and make him feel just as good as he did. Yoongi could tell that Taehyung was wrecked but he was still trying to please him, Taehyung's hand reaching between the two of them as he stroked Yoongi's cock in time to his thrusts.

Yoongi bit his lip as Taehyung's hand felt so natural and normal around his cock. He breathed heavily as he let Taehyung's actions sweep him away, panting as he turned his head to the side and arched his back. "Ah! T- Taehyung!"

He came between the two of them, closing his eyes tight as Hoseok watched his expression. Hoseok thrust harshly into Taehyung, sending another dry orgasm ripping through his body as he continued to thrust into Yoongi. None of them were done until Hoseok was done, no matter how many times they may cum.

Hoseok bit his lip, feeling his own orgasm approaching as he tilted his head back and thrust hard into Taehyung. He could hold off on his own pleasure just to punish Taehyung more as he continued to thrust into Taehyung hard and fast now. Taehyung's eyes opened wide when one of Hoseok's swift and harsh thrusts directly nailed his sensitive nerve, wave upon wave of a dry orgasm crashing over him.

He shook uncontrollably as he continued to fuck Yoongi just as senseless, Yoongi's head reeling from the overwhelming amounts of pleasure he was feeling. He panted heavily, sweat from both Taehyung and Hoseok falling on to him. He didn't care though, this all felt too good to him right now that he couldn't think straight. He couldn't even be upset that Hoseok was fucking Taehyung while Taehyung fucked him. He didn't care anymore right now.

Taehyung moaned softly in Yoongi's ear, his own back arching as he grinded against Yoongi once again. Yoongi felt himself instantly harden once again, just from Taehyung's sounds of pleasure and the faint feeling of his hot breath tickling his ear. Taehyung's head rested against the bed beside Yoongi as he continued to thrust into Yoongi and Hoseok thrust into him relentlessly.

"B- black, black!" He cried loudly as another dry orgasm wracked through his body and all of his senses were overloaded. "Hoseok! It hurts too much now! Please take it off," he cried, shivering and barely able to lift his head off the bed.

Yoongi kept his arms wrapped around Taehyung's neck, breathing heavily as Hoseok's thrusts into Taehyung moved Taehyung to thrust inside Yoongi though he'd physically haulted all movement. "T- Taehyung, i- it feels so good," Yoongi whimpered as Hoseok picked up his pace once again. 

Hoseok pulled out of Taehyung, pulling Taehyung out of Yoongi as he slid his hands sensually down Taehyung's overstimulated body. He easily pulled the cock ring off of Taehyung as Taehyung weakly thrust back into Yoongi. Hoseok smiled as he harshly thrust back into Taehyung, causing Taehyung's thrusts to pick up once again. "Be prepared for a mess," Hoseok commented snidely, gripping Taehyung's hips.

He thrust into him hard, resting his hands on the dip in Taehyung's back as he thrust into Yoongi at the same pace Hoseok thrust into him. Yoongi's back arched off the mattress as his mind hazed over with nothing but pleasure.

He didn't even realize Taehyung was still bleeding as Hoseok pulled his switch blade out from under the blanket. He carved an H into Taehyung's back, the blood pushing his orgasm closer as he continued to carve each initial of his full name into Taehyung's back. 

Hoseok was so close now that he could feel his cock leaking already, he just needed something to push him over that edge. Taehyung hissing in pain but moaning in pleasure was pure madness to him and he could feel himself right there but it was resisting him. He grit his teeth, harshly thrusting into Taehyung as the vibrations from the vibrator slowly drove him more and more crazy. 

He leaned down, licking the blood that seeped from Taehyung's back. Tasting the mixture of his blood and sweat blended together drove Hoseok over the edge, one final thrust delivered to his sensitive nerve had Taehyung seeing stars as Yoongi let out another soft moan.

Hoseok panted heavily as he filled Taehyung up, Taehyung coming hard and heavy inside of Yoongi once he clenched around Taehyung's cock tagged teamed with Hoseok's fatal thrust. Taehyung hung his head, panting heavily as his entire being shook from the intensity as Hoseok pulled out of him. Taehyung could barely move and was barely conscious as Hoseok pulled Taehyung away from Yoongi. "You may leave now," he stated as Taehyung subconsciously wrapped his arm around Hoseok in desperation for help. 

"G- get Ji- Jimin," he stuttered softly, his face paler than normal and his eyes barely focusing on anything as Hoseok finally noticed the dark bags underneath Taehyung's eyes. "Taehyung," Hoseok questioned, shaking him lightly. The light in his eyes dim as he glanced at Hoseok. "M- momma," he asked, reaching for nothing in particular.

Hoseok grabbed Taehyung's arm and yanked his chin towards him, making Taehyung stare up at him. "Don't you dare," he stated, staring down at Taehyung. "You're mine and you will stay with me," he added, glaring at Yoongi. "You heard him! Go get Jimin, now!"