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NOW THAT THAT MUSHY SHIT IS OUT OF THE WAY, BRING ON THE SMUT

uwu as per tradition we always end on smut, so lets gooooo

top!yoongi

switch!namjoon

switch!Agust

bottom!jimin

switch!jungkook

top!Taehyung

bottom!suga

top!yoonji

switch!seokjin

bottom!hoseok

pairings: namgi, namkook, taesu, small taejoon, agustxjiminxnamjoonxjungkook, 2seok with dominatrix yoonji

teasing, bondage, name calling, voyeurism, toys, blowjob, riding, eating out, degradation, 4some, ruined orgasm, come swallowing, pain play

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"Hey, Jungkook, can you give me a hand with this quick?" Namjoon struggled with the large box in the foyer.

Jungkook set his phone down and hurried over. "What's this?"

"Bring it to mine and Yoongi's room," Namjoon grunted as he lifted one end and Jungkook did the other.

Seokjin and Jimin stared as the two carried the heavy box up the stairs.

Seokjin whistled. "Look at those muscles flex. They could choke me to death wi9th just two fingers."

"Jungkook only needs one finger to make me come." Jimin drooled, proud of his daddy.

The two strongest carried the box down the hallway and let it drop to the floor in the middle of the bedroom with a sigh of relief.

Yoongi woke up from his nap at the sound, sitting up in bed and rubbing his eye with a sleepy fist. "Sub? Kook? What's that?"

"Happy birthday, asshole." Namjoon climbed onto the bed, leaning over his husband and kissing him. "I got you a present."

Yoongi smiled into the kiss, cupping Namjoon's face and brushing his thumbs softly over the boys cheeks.

They pulled back and Yoongi slid off the bed, walking over to the box. "If this is that new fucking machine that just came out, Hoseok already got me it."

Namjoon just smiled. "It's something better."

Jungkook's pants tightened. "C-can I try that machine?"

Yoongi inspected the box, walking around it and reading the labels on it.

"Just open it." Namjoon laughed.

Pulling out Agust's switchblade, Yoongi cut the tape open, and the box flaps sprung open.

Yoongi gasped, staring inside. His eyes shot to Namjoon's grinning face. "You didn't!"

"Happy birthday, pervert." Namjoon blew him a kiss.

Jungkook was confused as he helped Yoongi take the school desk out of the box and set it on the carpet. "What's this for?"

Then he saw the familiar scratch on the top of the wood.

From when Namjoon's handcuffs had cut into it, from the day Yoongi had punished him back in the virgin classroom.

"Is this-" His eyes shot wide in wonder. "How the hell did you get this?"

"Anything can be bought for the right price." Namjoon shrugged. "Thank Taehyung's Visa."

Yoongi squealed in excitement, clapping his hands. "I love it! Thank you so much, amore!"

He ran at Namjoon, tackling his husband to the bed, and Namjoon laughed, wrapping his arms around the tiny teacher.

"I love you more, pervert." He kissed Yoongi. "Let's use this quick, we have dinner reservations in-"

"Cancel them." Yoongi pulled Namjoon off the bed. "We're not leaving this room for at least three days."

Namjoon's smile froze, suddenly regretting this gift.

Jungkook backed out of the room to give them privacy, but then peeked in through the slightly cracked open door.

"Baby," Namjoon laughed nervously. "You don't wanna break the desk the same day you get it, do you?"

Yoongi moaned at the thought and Namjoon knew he was fucked.

He sighed, resigning himself to his fate. He knew this was a possibility when he bought the desk, and if it would make Yoongi happy, then Namjoon knew he would do anything for him.

Besides, after Yoongi thoroughly ruined him with this desk, they could call it even for when Namjoon had lied about RM.

"Fine," Namjoon sighed and pulled out his phone, calling the restaurant. "I'll reschedule for next week."

Yoongi went to the closet while his husband did that, humming happily as he pulled out this and that.

Namjoon hung up and took off his clothes, already knowing the drill. He kicked off his boxers and stood by the desk while he waited for Yoongi.

He looked at his old desk and sat in the seat, opening the wooden lid to see the empty inside. Memories crashed over him and he smiled, shutting it.

Yoongi came back and set the box of items he had grabbed down, sliding onto Namjoon's lap.

They were squished tightly together since the desk wasn't that big, but neither cared as they kissed each other deeply.

"My, beautiful, precious, little, sub," Yoongi cooed between kisses.

"Not, a, sub, asshole." Namjoon smirked back.

Yoongi chuckled. "I already made you admit you are once, do I really need to do it again?"

"There were no witnesses the first time." Namjoon reminded him. "No evidence."

Yoongi grinned as he slid off the boy. "Then I'll have a lot of fun taking my time to make you say it again, sub."

He took Namjoon's hand and pulled him up from the seat too.

Namjoon relaxed into the sweet kiss Yoongi distracted him with, and gasped in shock when the boy suddenly knocked him against the desk, landing on his front.

"Alright, I guess the wholesome part of this is over." Namjoon muttered, wincing at the bruises he knew were going to form over his thighs.

Yoongi hummed in agreement, pulling out some rope from the box. He took his time tying down the student to the desk, the boys ankles and wrists bound to each leg of the desk, laying on the top of the desk so his ass was fully on display.

They both knew the ropes were just for show. Namjoon wasn't about to leave this scene for anything.

Namjoon wiggled in uncomfortableness on the hard desk, and yelped when Yoongi suddenly spanked him hard.

"Stay still, slut." Yoongi ordered sharply. "Take what's coming to you."

He pulled out a long, slim vibrator and powered it on, smirking when Namjoon jolted at the sound.

He sat down on the seat, having a perfect view of the students ass, and he rested the tip of the vibrator to the boys hole, teasing the rim in slow circles. Namjoon tightened up on reflex, and Yoongi placed his hand on the boys back, rubbing his warm hand up and down the boys skin. "Relax, baby."

Namjoon did, slowly, and Yoongi rewarded him by pushing just the tip of the vibrator in, letting the student struggle in his bonds to try and get it in deeper.

Yoongi laughed. "What makes you think you deserve to come, sub?"

"Fuck you." Namjoon retorted.

Yoongi just smiled and shook his head, holding the vibrator there to tease the boy. "I can do this all day, sub. You, however, won't even last an hour."

"Fuck you, bitch." Namjoon added.

"Keep talking like that," Yoongi hummed, rubbing his free hand over the boys ass, squeezing and digging his nails into the plump flesh. "See where it gets you."

Namjoon huffed, trying to push back to get the vibrator deeper inside him. "Asshole. Pervert."

But even as he cursed Yoongi, he could feel himself getting hard already from the stimulation. He loved being tied down, he loved being naked and on display for Yoongi, he loved Yoongi domming him, and it had been too long since they had done anything like this, so he was quickly trying to fight the growing arousal.

He tried again to thrust back on the toy, muscles straining against the ropes.

"Ah, ah, ah, sub." Yoongi cruelly kept the vibrator about half an inch inside the boys hole. "None of that."

"Just fuck me already!" Namjoon whined when Yoongi traced his rim with the vibrator again, just wanting something fully inside him for fucks sake.

"Keep that dirty mouth open and I'll shove something in there to shut you up." Yoongi warned.

"Don't you want to fuck your pretty sub?" Namjoon looked over his shoulder to pout at his husband. "Don't you want to mark me up as yours?"

Yoongi was speechless at the subs sudden new play. He shut off the vibrator.

"Pleeeease?" Namjoon pushed his ass back, blinking innocently. "It's been so long, don't you miss fucking your precious sub dumb?"

Yoongi very much did miss that, and he knew Namjoon was just trying to skip the foreplay to finally get railed, he knew it was all just a plan to trick him.

But it was still working.

"You're a dirty cheat." Yoongi said, standing up and unbuckling his belt.

Namjoon grinned, wiggling his ass for Yoongi. "You want me to be a sub so bad, I'm just doing what you want, amore."

"My sub is a clever little cheater." Yoongi murmured, stroking his cock as he eyed the boys ass. Namjoon was stretched but since it had been a while, he grabbed the lube and coated his cock with it, since he didn't want to hurt his boy in any way.

Namjoon moaned when Yoongi finally slid in, fingers wrapping the legs of the desk his hands were tied to, trying to spread his legs more.

Yoongi tossed his head back, moaning as well. "Fuck, baby, missed how good you feel. Always the best for me."

Namjoon's toes curled at the praise. Yes, yes he was the best, all for Yoongi. Loved Yoongi.

Both of their moans, pants and curses carried across the room, to where Jungkook was watching, his hand grabbing himself through his jeans.

"What are you doing?" A voice asked, and Jungkook jumped 100 feet into the air.

"Uh, n-nothing!" He stuttered, cheeks red as he backed away from the door.

Taehyung smirked at the youngest. "You can't lie for shit, Kookie boy. Who were you spying on?"

Jungkook stammered lame excuses as Taehyung took his place, spying on Yoongi fucking Namjoon.

"Oh fuck," Taehyung gasped, his own hand shooting to grab himself. "I see they made up."

Jungkook pushed Taehyung out of the way, wanting to continue watching, and the two boys fought over the spot, until they tripped and pushed the door wide open, crashing to the floor in a pile.

Yoongi didn't stop fucking into Namjoon, the boy gasping out little "Ah-ah-ah's," as Yoongi looked to his two boyfriends. "Is there something you two need?"

"Jungkook was spying!" Taehyung tattled immediately, pointing an accusing finger at Jungkook.

Jungkook gasped and whipped his head around to face him. "So were you!"

"You spied first!"

"You-"

Yoongi came with a groan, leaning over Namjoon's back to catch his breath. He kissed the boys hair and ruffled it before pulling out, and everyone enjoyed the view of Yoongi's come slowly dripping out of the students ass.

Jungkook stared at how beautiful they both were, speechless at how lucky he was to call all of them his.

"Can I fuck him too?" He begged Yoongi. "Pretty please?"

Yoongi chuckled, swiping his sweaty hair out of his face. "You gotta ask him. But we all know how much of a whore he is, so the answer is already yes."

"It is not!" Namjoon growled, wanting to try to retain at least a little dignity.

"Can I please fuck you, Joonie?" Jungkook scrambled over. "Please, you know I'll do a good job!"

Namjoon sighed, knowing he was going to say yes since Yoongi hadn't let him come yet, and he knew very well that Jungkook would fuck him good.

"Fine. You have until I untie myself from this." Namjoon muttered, long fingers already working on the knots that bound his arms down.

Yoongi chuckled as Jungkook eagerly shoved his pants down. He looked over to Taehyung, who was still watching them all with his hand down his pants and walked over.

He offered his hand down to the boy, helping him up. "Come on, baby boy. There's someone who feels ready to try again."

Taehyung was confused as Yoongi ushered him to the bed. "Try again? Who? For what?"

It wasn't until Yoongi laid on his back on the bed that Taehyung realized who he meant.

Suga blinked up at him, wondering why Yoongi had suddenly shoved him to the front, but he smiled when he saw Taehyung. "Hello."

"Hi." Taehyung blushed. "Missed you."

Suga blushed too, covering his smile with his hand. "M-missed you too."

"Suga?" Jungkook looked over his shoulder. "Hey!"

Suga nodded at him, averting his eyes to give him and Namjoon privacy.

"Um, Yoongi said...you felt ready to try again...?" Taehyung fiddled with hands in his lap anxiously. "If you're not, that's totally fine, you don't have to push yourself-"

"No, he's right." Suga said. "I...want to try again. I promise I won't kick you this time. Or at least I'll try not to."

Taehyung chuckled, rubbing his still sore cheek. "It's fine if you do. I kinda like the pain."

They both moved slowly, helping each other take off their clothes, with a lot of blushing and stammering whenever their hands touched.

It was a lot more wholesome compared to three feet away, where Namjoon was wailing and hissing as Jungkook pounding into him, shaking the whole desk.

Suga's heart pounded as his head hit the pillow, Taehyung hovering nervously over him.

"Are you sure, angel?" Taehyung whispered, his silver necklace hanging down.

Suga nodded, reaching up to hold the jewelry gently in his hand. He gave it a small tug, pulling Taehyung down so their lips could press together.

Taehyung kissed him softly, letting them get used to the feel of each other before he opened his mouth to take it a step farther.

Suga trembled slightly as he let Taehyung explore his mouth with his tongue.

Taehyung noticed and pulled back quickly, looking alarmed. "Are you okay?"

Suga nodded, looking to the side. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. It's just...it feels a lot different when you kiss me versus when...he did it. I can... feel how you love and care for me in the kiss. I can tell you're not using me for my body. I...like it a lot. Feels really... warm."

Tears sprung in Taehyung's eyes and he scrubbed them away with the back of his hand. "Fuck, Su, you never deserved any of that. I'm so sorry all that shit happened to you- I would do anything to go back in time and do something- anything!- to just- fuck!"

Suga smiled, wrapping his arms around the boys shoulders, his fingers tangling in Taehyung's hair. "It's okay, Tae. I'm okay now. I protected Yoongi, and now we're here. I wouldn't change a thing, what if it never led me to you?"

Taehyung let out a shaky breath, knowing it was true that Yoongi could have gone down a whole different career path if his past hadn't swayed him. He never would have met Min Yoongi that day in the bar, never would have become his assistant teacher, never would have been able to meet Suga. Hell, Suga and the others wouldn't even exist if that happened.

"Well...I'm just really glad you're here now." Taehyung confessed. "With me."

"I'm with you." Suga confirmed, smiling at the butterflies erupting in his tummy at the words.

Taehyung leaned down again and the two kissed, taking their time exploring each others bodies.

When Taehyung pulled back, he grabbed the lube from where Yoongi had dropped it, messily squirting some onto his fingers.

"Okay, it would be easier if you flipped onto your front, but you can stay on your back if you want to see everything." Taehyung explained.

Suga nodded. "Wanna see you."

Taehyung almost dropped the lube at how cute that was is. He blushed and stammered out some nonsense that made the alter laugh.

"Okay," Taehyung got between the alters spread legs. "Since Yoongi doesn't normally bottom, I'm going to stretch you out to make sure it won't hurt when I- well, not saying I have a huge dick or anything, but I mean it's average and you're not used to this so it might feel bigger than- okay, uh, I'm babbling so let's get started, is that okay with you?"

Suga giggled and nodded, his hands on Taehyung's shoulders. "It's okay with me, Tae."

Taehyung made sure his fingers were well coated, maybe a little too much, because the gel dripped to the bedspread, but he wanted to be absolutely sure the alter would only feel pleasure and not pain.

He placed one fingertip to the alters entrance, pausing. "Is this okay? Do you feel like kicking?"

Suga chuckled. "No, I don't feel like kicking you. I promise. You can keep going."

Taehyung nodded, heart pounding as he slowly pushed his fingertip inside. He was sure he was more nervous than Suga. He just didn't want to fuck this up at all.

Suga's breath hitched slightly, his grip on the boys shoulders tightening and Taehyung froze.

"Are you alright, angel?" He asked, worried.

Suga swallowed and nodded, staring up at the ceiling. "Y-yeah, I- um, I-its-"

"Hey, look at me." Taehyung encouraged. "It's just me here, you and I. No one else. Well...Namjoon and Jungkook are here too, but no monsters."

Suga listened, looking into Taehyung's natural puppy eyes, relaxing a little. His heart calmed down some as he reminded himself it was only Taehyung. Sweet, funny, clumsy Tae.

He nodded. "Okay, I'm okay. Thank you. You can continue."

Taehyung waited to make sure the alter truly was okay, before he pushed his finger in a little deeper, going as slow as he could for Suga's sake.

"Mm- oh," Suga gasped.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Taehyung stopped again. "Does it hurt?"

Suga shook his head, cheeks pink. "Um...f-feels g-good."

Taehyung smiled. "Good. This is how it's supposed to be."

Suga's breath left him when the finger picked up its pace a little, stroking him from the inside and making him tingle all over. His heart started to pound for a different reason.

Taehyung added some more lube to his hand before pushing in two fingers. "Is this okay, angel?"

Suga nodded, too afraid to speak now in case a moan slipped out. "M-mhm!"

Taehyung made sure the alter was comfortable with the two fingers before he added the third and some more lube.

"Are you trying to drown him in lube?" Namjoon commented, finally untying himself from the desk.

"I'm being safe!" Taehyung insisted.

Jungkook slapped the sensitive subs ass. "Quiet. They're being cute and wholesome, unlike you, whore."

Namjoon stuck out his tongue childishly, and Jungkook surged forward to capture him in a kiss.

Suga smiled bashfully from where he was hiding his face behind his hands, feeling shy at all the attention on him.

Taehyung went up to four fingers, praising the alter all the way, before finally deeming him ready.

He pulled his hand out. "Okay angel, are you ready?"

Suga placed his hands on the boys shoulders again and nodded.

"You should verbally consent." Taehyung remembered Yoongi's lesson. "It's easy to nod, but if you really wanna do this then I think you should say so verbally, because, like, if you don't really wanna do this then it'll be hard to make yourself say yes, you know?"

Suga smiled at the boys cuteness. "Yes, Tae. I do want this."

Taehyung beamed, glad the alter was taking it this far. "I'm so proud of you, you're so strong."

Suga blushed, trying to hide his face by turning his head to the side. "I just...protect Yoongi."

Taehyung grabbed himself, lining up with Suga's entrance. "Okay, are you ready?"

Suga nodded, keeping his eyes on Taehyung's pretty face as the younger boy slid in.

The alters mouth fell open slightly at the feeling, a soft sound escaping. "O-oh..."

Taehyung stopped, looking worried. "Are you okay? Do we need more lube?"

"You have more than enough." Namjoon said, pushing Jungkook off him to walk over. "Just let him adjust first, this is his first time so it's a new feeling for him to get used to. Yoongi's body is fine but it's Suga's mind that's conscious this time, so he just needs to wrap his head around it."

Taehyung nodded and waited, letting the alter wiggle a little, getting used to this new feeling.

Jungkook watched too, his arms wrapped around Namjoon's waist and his chin on the boys shoulder, pressing kisses up the boys bruised neck as he looked at Taehyung and Suga.

"Do you think you're ready for Taehyung to move again?" Namjoon asked Suga gently.

The alter nodded. "Yeah...it doesn't hurt, it's just...new."

Taehyung slowly pushed himself in deeper, and all three boys were endeared by Suga's gentle moan, smiling at the alters pink dusted cheeks as the boy hid his face behind his hands again.

"It's okay, Su." Namjoon encouraged. "You can be vocal, that lets TaeTae know he's doing everything right. And it absolutely does not make you a whore or a slut."

Suga nodded, still embarrassed, but he shakily lowered his hands from his face, grabbing onto Taehyung again to keep himself grounded in the present.

It did feel good, and that shocked him. He never thought this experience could be pleasurable.

And it was all because of Taehyung.

Namjoon sat on the bed by the alters side, taking one of Suga's hands into his own, and Jungkook did the same on the opposite side, kissing the alters fingers.

Taehyung kept the same slow pace, until Suga nodded at him that he could go a little faster.

"You're doing so well, angel." Namjoon murmured, leaning down to kiss the alters temple. "I know Yoongi is proud and happy for you."

Suga flushed at the praise, turning his head to bury his face against the boys side as Taehyung went a little faster, his heart rate picking up in his chest at the friction the younger boy was making. It felt so much better this time, it felt like love instead of lust.

He didn't feel disgusting or dirty.

Jungkook ran his fingers through the alters sweaty hair, brushing it back for him. The alter was squeezing his hand tightly, but Jungkook didn't mind. He kissed Suga's cheek, then moved up to kiss his forehead. His head bumped into Namjoon's and the two students had the same idea, kissing each other above Suga.

The alter could feel his arousal growing more and more as Taehyung slowly kept going faster, until his breath was catching, and he couldn't hold back his moans anymore.

"Aah, aahh...Tae..." He breathed softly, fingers digging into the boys shoulders. "I-I think, I might, I-"

Taehyung nearly came at how beautiful the alter looked when he orgasmed, the boys head tossed back, sweat making his pale skin shiny, his small mouth in a perfect little 'o' shape, gorgeous moans falling from his pink lips.

He stopped fully, despite how hard he still was, not wanting to overstimulate the alter.

"You good, angel?" Namjoon broke away from Jungkook to check the alter over.

Suga came down from his high, chest rising and falling rapidly. He blinked a few times, coming back to reality, and a few tears slipped down his cheeks.

"Suga!" Jungkook was alarmed, quickly brushing them away. "What's wrong, angel?"

"I-I'm okay," The alter said softly as Jungkook kissed his forehead. "I didn't mean to cry, I just felt...loved."

Namjoon smiled. "You are loved, Min Suga."

Taehyung slowly pulled out, apologizing when Suga winced at the overstimulation.

"Dibs on doing the aftercare!" Jungkook raced to start a bath and Taehyung pouted.

"Hey, I wanna do that!"

"Do you even know how?" Namjoon laughed, gathering Suga into his arms to carry him to the bathtub.

Taehyung followed. "Yeah! You just...uh...clean them, right?"

"Physically, yes, but there's mental and emotional care you have to check up on too." Namjoon said, laying the alter down gently into the warm water.

"Get in." Jungkook nodded at Taehyung. "Sub."

Taehyung went to argue, wanting to be the one to care for Suga, but then the alter patted the water, smiling at him.

"Bathe with me, Tae!"

Taehyung couldn't say no, but before he could step inside, Namjoon grabbed his arm and pulled him back into the bedroom.

"Wait, before you do." The student got to his knees in front of the boy, taking Taehyung's still hard cock into his mouth.

Taehyung groaned, fisting the boys hair. "Oh, fuck, Joon, shit- Yoongi taught you well."

He was already close to the edge, so it wasn't long before Namjoon's tongue made him hit his climax.

Namjoon swallowed it when Taehyung came down his throat and pulled back. "Listen, you did amazing with Suga, and I'm really proud of you both."

Taehyung blushed. "Really?"

"Of course, it was his first time having sex, and your first time domming. You both were very in tune and concerned for each other. This is exactly the happy, healthy, loving relationship that Suga needs in his life, and I'm glad you're both happy with each other." Namjoon stood up and led them back to the bathroom, where Jungkook was washing the alters hair.

Taehyung climbed in, and the two boys giggled at their close proximity, making Namjoon smile fondly.

Yeah.

Everything was going to be alright for them.

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"What do you want to do for our next date?" Jimin asked, leaning on his back off the bed the next day. "Movie?"

"Actually I'm banned from all movie theaters in this city and the next." Agust said, flipping through his comic book as he leaned against Jimin's bed. "What about an aquarium?"

"Hmm, fun, but then I'll wanna set all the fishies free." Jimin pouted.

He hung upside down next to Agust, studying the alters attractive face just an inch away from him. He kissed the alter, and laughed when Agust's cheek immediately turned red.

"P-Pink," he stammered, setting the book down.

"M-March." Jimin mimicked.

He cartwheeled off the bed and scrambled to sit on the alters lap. "What if we did this as our next date?"

"Did what?" Agust asked, his hands on the little pinkette's waist.

"This."

And Jimin grabbed the alters shirt, yanking him close to kiss him fully.

Agust's heart flipped in his chest, eyes wide in surprise. His hands gripped Jimin a little tighter.

Jimin pulled back and ground his ass down on Agust's lap, and the alter stuttered, trying not to chase the pinkettes movements with his own hips.

"J-Jimin- wait-"

"Please, can we?" Jimin pouted, cocking his head.

"A-are you sure?" Agust asked, hands practically shaking. "We haven't known each other that long-"

"I'm sure," Jimin smiled and hugged him. "I know you care for me, and I want to show you the same."

"Well...if you're sure, then oka-"

Before he could even finish, Jimin jumped up, yanking the alter to his feet and shoving him onto his back on the bed.

Agust gasped in surprise, seeing Jimin crawl on top of him, already taking his clothes off.

"What's the rush, Pink?" Agust laughed when Jimin got his shirt stuck over his head, helping him take it off.

"Want your big cock inside me!" Jimin insisted and Agust's dick twitched at the words.

"Then our positions need to be switched." Agust said as they pulled their pants and boxers off.

"Nuh uh." Jimin poked his tongue out raising himself above the now naked alter. "Gunna ride you."

Agust's words left him when the pinkette slowly lowered himself down on the alters cock, a purely pornographic moan falling from the boys pouty lips.

"Fuck," Agust groaned, tossing his head back as Jimin finally seated himself fully on the alter. "Bunny McSteroids is going to kill me."

Jimin giggled at the thought of Jungkook and Agust fighting over him. "I have the perfect dress for that occasion."

He wiggled his ass a little, loving the way the alter moaned, his hands tightening around Jimin's waist.

"Fucking hell, Pink." Agust muttered, as Jimin rubbed his hands over the alters abs. "Is there anything you can't do?"

"Nope." Jimin declared. "I'm perfect."

Agust agreed, and he leaned up so they could kiss, his hands still on the boys hips and Jimin's cupping the alters sharp jawline.

As much as Jimin was loving kissing Agust, he wanted that dick inside him to start moving, and so he started bouncing, smirking into the kiss when Agust suddenly gasped at the action.

"Fuck," Agust hissed, tossing his head back as Jimin rode him. "How can a little cotton candy fairy like you be a devil at the same time?"

"Practiced duality," Jimin panted, working up a rhythm as he lifted his ass up and then slammed it back down. "With a dash of whore sprinkled in."

It's more than a dash, but Agust wasn't complaining.

He snapped his hips up when Jimin came down, grinning his sharp white teeth when he was the one to finally catch the little pinkette by surprise.

"Sep-tem-ber!" Jimin wailed when Agust started fucking up into him. "Oh- oh, ah, fuck!"

"Do you kiss Jungkook with that mouth?" Agust teased, reaching a hand up to grab the boys cock, pumping it as well and Jimin arched his back into the pleasure.

Jimin moaned, tied with Seokjin as the most vocal in the house and the sound was an orgasm itself to Agust's ears.

"That's right, baby," Agust cooed, tucking the boys hair behind his ear. "Let the whole house know who exactly is making you feel this good. Make Jungkook hear how much better I'm fucking you, so much better than that rabbit could ever do. You deserve a real dom, Pink. Lucky for you, I'm-"

The door opened and Jungkook stood there. "You said my name?"

Agust shrieked, stopping his movements entirely.

"Really Jimin?" Jungkook crossed his arms as he leaned against the door. "I was gone for one minute and you already started fucking the calendar?"

Jimin pouted, still riding the frozen alter. "He's got Yoongi's cock, daddy! Jiminie deserves the biggest dick in the house!"

"The biggest, huh?" Jungkook walked over and Agust looked anywhere but at him. "The only big thing I see is big talk coming from his mouth. What were you saying about real doms, April?"

"N-nothing, I wasn't even talking." Agust stammered. "Hell, I don't even know words!"

Jungkook smirked, leaning down to get their faces close together. "You wanna play this game, princess? Want me to show you how a real dom actually operates? You can be my willing sub, baby girl."

Sudden laughter caught all their attention and they all turned their heads to see Namjoon standing in the doorway.

"What's so funny, sub?" Agust asked.

"You two. Having a stupid dick measuring contest over Jimin, when neither of you are the biggest dom." Namjoon chuckled, pushing his hair back with his hand.

Agust laughed. "You're not even on the dom playing board, sub! You got some nerve talking like that when you're ass up on the bottom of the food chain here."

Jungkook agreed. "Yoongi is the biggest dom, but I've topped him before, so I think I win."

"No fair!" Agust argued. "It's impossible for me to fuck Yoongi! How am I supposed to prove I'm better than you when I can't top that?"

Jimin huffed, frustrated his orgasm had been ruined by these three idiots. "Can someone just abuse all my holes already? There's three of you here, why is my mouth still empty?"

"Jungkook, get on the bed." Namjoon ordered.

Jungkook blinked. "Why?"

"Bed's kinda occupied, sub." Agust said, thrusting once into Jimin as if Namjoon needed a visual reminder.

"There's room behind Agust." Namjoon pointed and snapped his fingers. "Go, Kook."

Curious to see where this was going, Jungkook climbed onto the bed behind Agust's head, looking down at the alter, who was looking up at him, equally lost.

"Clothes off." Namjoon ordered, yanking off his own shirt as he walked over.

"Who do you think you are to change this date into a foursome?" Agust called, getting an upside down view of Namjoon and Jungkook taking their clothes off.

"Shut up, Chinese New Year." Namjoon got behind Jungkook and gave the youngest a little shove. "What are you waiting for? Sit on his face already."

Jungkook's eyes shot open wide, as did Agust's.

"What the hell-" Jungkook shook his head.

"Why don't I just shove my head in the toilet instead?" Agust gagged.

"Do it!" Jimin encouraged, wanting to see it happen.

Agust glared up at Jungkook. "You better be clean, bunny boy. Or else I'm going to go find Taehyung's socks and vomit in each one."

In reply, Jungkook positioned himself over the alters face, his knees on either side of Agust's head as he lowered himself down, letting out a soft moan when the alters hot, soft mouth was pressed against his hole.

Namjoon sneered at the sight. "You think you're dom shit, Agust D? Look at you, you're nothing but furniture for us to get ourselves off to. The subs are just using you for their own pleasure right now. Ultimate dom my ass. You're just another sex toy to store in Yoongi's closet."

Jungkook moaned at the student's dirty talk, and at the way Agust's tongue worked inside him, teasing his rim, the alters hands reaching up to grab the boys thighs, keeping them spread so he could have the best access.

Namjoon grabbed Jungkook's face, kissing the boy deeply while Jimin resumed riding the alter.

Jungkook eagerly opened his mouth, letting Namjoon take control. He had always wanted the stubborn alpha boy to fuck him, and now it seemed like his dreams were finally coming true.

Jimin panted as he watched Agust eating out Jungkook and Namjoon kissing him at the same time, stroking himself at the hot sight.

Namjoon pulled back, biting Jungkook's collarbone as he watched over the boys shoulder at Agust and Jimin.

The pinkette was riding the alter, his skin sweaty and head tossed back as he moaned and pumped himself, quickly nearing his climax.

Agust had his fingertips digging into Jungkook's thighs, his face buried into the boys ass, and judging from the sounds Jungkook was making, the alter was just like Yoongi, and knew how to use his tongue.

Namjoon decided to be nice and help Jungkook along, so he lowered himself down and took Jungkooks cock into his mouth.

"Ah- fuck!" Jungkook cried out when Namjoon went down on him also. "Shit- Joonie-"

Namjoon's face was so close to Agust's that he could have kissed the alters black hair, if his mouth wasn't stuffed with cock, of course.

Jimin wailed suddenly, shaking as he came. "Ah! Daddy! Agustie-!"

Agust let out a muffled groan when Jimin tightened up around him, and in return Jungkook moaned at the alters vibrations against his hole.

Jungkook could feel himself getting close and he desperately pushed at Namjoons broad shoulders, trying to get the boy off him, but Namjoon was insistant, wrapping his pillow soft lips around the tip, slowly working his way down with his tongue, until Jungkook couldn't hold it back anymore.

He came with a shout and a long moan, releasing into the subs mouth, shuddering at the overstimulation on his sensitive hole now.

Namjoon held the boys come in his mouth, pulling off Jungkooks cock and Jungkook raised himself off of Agust's face.

Before Agust could could even breathe, Namjoon smashed their lips together, letting Jungkook's come spill into the alters mouth.

Agust let out a muffled shout at the action, punching Namjoon's arm with blind fists, but he still swallowed it all the same.

Jungkook brushed his hair back and walked over to Jimin, who was still sitting on Agust's cock in an afterglow haze.

"Come on baby, daddy's gunna clean you up." He scooped up the little pinkette and Agust moaned at the feeling of Jimin being pulled off him.

Catching his breath now that nobody was touching him, Agust laid on the bed and wiped his mouth.

Namjoon headed to the door. "It was fun, June. See you later."

"Wait!" Agust exclaimed, sitting up. "Suck me off or something, you bully! I did all that work and I'm still hard!"

Namjoon laughed and shut the door as he left.

"Fucking brat." Agust muttered, grabbing himself to finish the job.

"I heard that, 1993!"

-

Seokjin pouted when he heard the sound of Yoonji and Hoseok coming home after another night out together.

He loved their friendship, and knew it was important to both of them, but Hobi was the person he was closest to here and he couldn't help but get a little jealous whenever they went off together and he was left behind.

He stomped down the stairs and headed to the kitchen, where the two were having drinks and talking about their day.

"Hey Jin," Hoseok smiled when he saw him, grabbing the pretty boys hand and pulling him close to kiss his boyfriends cheek.

"Hey." Seokjin smiled at the kiss, forgetting his jealousy. "How was dinner?"

"Good, but your cooking is better." Yoonji called.

Seokjin blushed. "Thanks. I missed you guys."

"I always miss you, beautiful." Hoseok kissed him on the lips.

Yoonji faked gagged. "Ew. True love."

Hoseok laughed as he pulled back. "Misun would love to hear you say that."

"Shut up, Bi." She threw her shoe at him. "Or I'll drag you to her basement."

Hoseok moaned.

"Basement?" Seokjin was confused.

Yoonji smirked. "Maybe I can't take you two to her basement, but I can bring her basement to you."

Seokjin looked at Hoseok. "What does that mean?"

-

He found out exactly what that meant a few minutes later, when he was ass to ass with Hoseok on a double ended dildo, both of them trying to fuck themselves on it but were finding it difficult due to the size.

Seokjin moaned around the gag in his mouth, trying to get the toy in him to work, to make him see stars, but he couldn't move it to how he needed it and it was so frustrating.

He realized now how much of a pillow prince he had become.

"What's the matter boys?" Yoonji cooed, wearing the outfit she had first been in when they had all met for the first time last year. "Do you need some girl power to help you?"

Hoseok shouted something muffled behind his gag and she hummed, tapping the end of her leather riding crop against the boys cheek.

"Sorry, I don't speak manwhore."

Seokjin pushed back again, desperate to get some real friction so he could come, when the toy suddenly started vibrating and he gasped around the pink ball in his mouth.

Hoseok was surprised too and he moaned at the real stimulation, resting his forehead on the floor so he could grab his cock with his hand, pumping himself quickly.

"Bad boy." Yoonji scowled, striking him across the face. "You don't touch what belongs to me."

Hoseok cried out as he hit the ground, and Seokjin tumbled after him wince they were connected, and the pretty sub decided he would be smart and not touch himself either, unless he wanted Yoonji to whip her name into his skin.

"Be good boys and behave, and domme will turn up the vibrations." Yoonji smiled.

They were laying on their backs now, and it was so hard to not grab himself and just jerk himself to completion, but Seokjin wanted to be good, so he trapped his arms behind his back.

Hoseok didn't listen and grabbed himself again, trying to reach his orgasm quickly, and Yoonji stomped her heel on the boys abdomen, stopping him with a cold glare.

"Congratulations, just for that, now both of you get the lowest setting. If you want to come, lay there and wait for it." She turned down the toy until Seokjin barely felt it and he groaned around the gag, kicking at Hoseok for ruining this for him.

Yoonji walked back to the bed, getting comfortable on it.

She knew it was going to be a while.

-

It was sixteen agonizingly long minutes of torture before Seokjin finally came up with enough dirty images to eventually tip himself over the edge, and he came with an exhausted moan, too tired to even feel the pleasure.

"Took you long enough." Yoonji didn't look up from her phone.

The sub laid there for a few moments, before finally removing his gag and shuffling off the dildo.

"You little shit." He muttered to Hoseok, yanking out the toy and the boy yelped. "You don't even deserve to come, but I love you, so I'm helping you."

The toy had stretched the dom just enough for Seokjin to slide himself inside and Hoseok moaned at some real stimulation after so long of going without.

Seokjin moaned too, oversensitive but loving the feeling as he slowly picked up his pace, finding a good rhythm to fuck into the dom with.

"Cheaters." Yoonji looked at them. "You're lucky Misun just invited me out, or else I would punish both of you."

Hoseok just let out a muffled groan in reply, spreading his legs wider for Seokjin.

"Who's the dom now?" Seokjin couldn't help but grin. "Huh, sub?"

Jimin poked his head inside. "Someone called me?"

"No...you're good." Seokjin said and Jimin left.

Hoseok blinked innocently at his boyfriend, and Seokjin finally took pity, pulling out the boys gag.

"There's a joke about the dildo being on the other end here somewhere." Hoseok gasped as soon as he was free. "I'll find it and-"

"Nope." Seokjin stuffed the gag back in and continued fucking into him.

He snapped his hips up, trying to remember how he used to do this back when he messed around with girls, angling his hips like how he had seen the doms do.

He must have done something right, because Hoseok suddenly moaned, hands shooting up to grab Seokjin's waist.

The sub smirked. "Oh, like that?"

He did it again, and again, and after being teased with vibrator for so long, Hoseok came with a loud moan, hitting himself in the face with his own come.

Seokjin chased his own release, wanting at least one good orgasm today, and found it a minute later, coming with a high pitched groan inside the dom.

"Fuck...sub," Hoseok panted after spitting the gag back out.

"Yeah?" Jimin stuck his head back inside the room.

"Not you." Seokjin shooed him out.

He pulled out of his boyfriend and they both took a moment to catch their breath, looking at the mess they had made.

Hoseok glanced at him. "Wanna have shower sex to clean up?"

Seokjin was scrambling to his feet in a second and the two giggled stupidly, racing to the shower.

-

Yoonie cooed at RMie, playing with her and Kitty on his bed, laying flat on his tummy.

He held out some kitty treats in his hand and after offering some to Kitty, he gave the rest to RMie, who pounced on them immediately.

Yoonie giggled, waving his feet in the air as he petted her. "Yoonie love RMie Baby!"

The kitten purred as Yoonie kissed her fluffy little head.

"Yoonie knows RMie was never real, but Yoonie is glad Yoonie made RMie real now!"

"Yoonie is glad bad man is gones forever!"

"Yoonie is glad Yoomgie and Sugie and Agustie and Miss Yoonjie are happy now!"

"Yoonie has his mommypie back!"

The door opened and Seokjin smiled at him. "What are you doing awake so early, sweet baby?"

Yoonie rolled over and held up RMie. "Had to give morning kithes!"

Seokjin cooed and walked over, scooping up the baby and the kitten.

"Come on, sweet baby. Seokjinnie will make you breakfast."

Yoonie giggled, snuggling into Seokjin's arms as he was carried out.

"Yoonie want popsicle!"

-

Namjoon smiled as Yoongi straightened up, spinning Agust's switchblade around his fingers before pocketing it.

He hugged his husband from behind, admiring what Yoongi had just carved into his old school desk.

MYG + MNJ

♡

"Perfect. I love it." Namjoon kissed Yoongi's neck.

"I love you, sub." Yoongi turned around in Namjoon's arms to hug him fully.

"I love you more, asshole. Pervert."

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