#And oops the Neighborhood falls apart and everything breaks lol

[park-thatasshere]

Three’s Company

‘This had to be the last time,

                                               he swore to himself’

Featuring: Taehung, Jimin Genre: Smut Word Count: 2.8k

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A/N: For the anon who truly wishes to wreck me. This request was like a year due and I was working on it before i even got a request for something like this lol sorry about my unannounced hiatus, slowly trying to get back into the groove.

The first occurrence he presumed was a complete accident, just a slip of the thumb if you will. While there never was a follow up text of ‘oops!’ or ‘I’m sorry’ there was no skin off of Jimin’s back (except for the haunting image of Taehyung barebacking you).

He felt the impending guilt form a knot in his throat the first time he found himself stowed away in a bathroom stall during one of their breaks, headphones in and cock in hand, beating it to the picture of your arched back and lewd moans ripping through your throat in broken intervals as Taehyung pounded into you from behind.

The way he handled you in bed was a complete contrast to how he was with you in public. Where hesitant kisses and light strokes were supposed to be, the yanking of hair and teeth breaking skin took place. It was a sight to see if he ever saw one.

Even now, bunched up underneath his thick duvet, he’s staring hungrily at his phone screen, openly gawking at the latest video Taehyung had accidentally sent him.

Taehyung has you out on the balcony of their apartment in the freezing cold, if the small puffs of air leaving your lips were anything to go by. You're pressed up against the railing looking out into the city as Taehyung moves the camera to show exactly where your latest rendezvous point was.

Your voice comes out in a meek lilt as you try to find your bearings, “Taehyung it’s really cold ou-”

“Don't worry baby girl I’ll warm you up. Now spread that little pussy for me so I can show the camera.”

You visibly shiver at his words, obediently pressing your fingers into your folds before spreading them for the audience of one to get an eye full.

He angles the camera down to catch the very apparent glisten to your lips. Your cunt is the perfect shade and glitters in the light of the flash.

Jimin gnaws on his lower lip at the sight of just how aroused you really are even though you try to downplay your need for cock. He fantasizes about getting to greet your heat with a harsh swipe of his tongue or maybe wrapping his thick lips around your swollen clit and giving it a meaningful suck.

He zones out for a bit, completely consumed by the thought of getting to fuck you how he thinks you deserve.

A loud squelch interrupts his day dream and he redirects his attention to the sight of Taehyung slipping his member into you.

“Tsk  ___, you always wrap around my like a glove do you know that?”

Something akin to a whimper of agreement gets lodged into your throat, but with a rough snap of the hips your sounds are being yanked from you by the brute force of Taehyung’s thrusts.

“Don’t hold back, I want the whole neighborhood to hear how loud you are when you're fucked from behind.” He sucks in a breath before bringing to light the dire situation you're in “Y’know anyone could walk outside onto their patio and see you.”

Jimin feels his muscles tense at the sight of you so docile and his hand wanders into his shorts.

He’s right, just outside their patio rows upon rows of apartment complexes. Anyone would be able to tell what the both of you were up to with just a single glance in your general direction. It didn't help that you weren't trying to suppress your noises.

“You're such a nymph ___. Why don't you turn your head and show the camera how you begged for my cock earlier.” You wince at his request and try to think of a not so vulgar way to relay what you had told him earlier.

“Now.” He emphasizes this demand with a steady buck of his hips that has you lifting onto your toes.

“P-please Taehyung, I want you to fuck me on-the…” your voice trails off as you become more embarrassed at the incoming confession.

“On the?” He prompts.

“On the balcony. I want all of our neighbors to see how much of a cockslut I am. I-I want them to hear how good you fuck me.”

Your lidded eyes make direct contact with the camera lens and Jimin feels the impact of your gaze shoot straight to his groin. He grips his already hard length, absentmindedly stroking himself to the sound of you begging.

“See, now was that so hard?”

Jimin is completely swept away by desire once again and finds his hand wrapped tightly around his own cock as he pumps in time with Taehyung’s thrusts. He is too immersed in his own pleasure to be ashamed of rubbing one out to his best friend’s girlfriend and instead calls out your name imagining it is your hand giving him this much attention.

You’re panting now, like a dehydrated dog. Thrust after thrust has you keening forward, completely dazed by Taehyung’s length rubbing up into you. “Damn ___, you sound like a bitch in heat,” his crude remark brings nothing but more sobs of absolute ecstasy from you.

Everything happens so fast and before he knows it, you’re lying limp against the railing, legs quivering and pussy overflowing with cum.

Jimin comes soon after, the sight of you utterly fucked out doing the job, and finds himself with a sticky hand and a heart being weighed down by guilt.

This had to be the last time, he swore to himself.

Oh, but no matter how much willpower he possessed to abstain from fucking his hand to the sound of you choking on your own lust, it wouldn’t nearly be enough to prepare him for such a cataclysmic event.

___

His muscles were glazed over with fatigue from the strenuous practice he had to take part for a special dance stage and he hadn’t wanted to take a bath in boiling water so much in his life. He was walking down the seemingly quiet street, going over the choreography in his head when his phone buzzes with a text alert.

[12:20 a.m.] Tae: picture message

This was dangerous, but he couldn’t help but succumb to his own flesh and open the message. It was a picture of you bent over the couch, the very couch Jimin spent many pre and post practice naps on. Your skirt was flipped up revealing your pussy filled to the brim with Taehyung’s thick fingers. The flash of the camera reflected your juices, only highlighting how sopping wet you were. Your arousal was visibly dripping down your thighs and your skin was flush.

Too enamoured with the sight, Jimin doesn’t notice Taehyung is texting him until his phone jingles again with another message.

[12:22 a.m.] Tae: you like what you see? ;)

It was painfully obvious what Taehyung’s intentions were in that moment, and Jimin gave up on the idea of keeping his morals intact.

[12:23 a.m.] Tae: audio message

That was the final straw. Jimin was going to get to hear those moans for himself live and in person. He shoves his phone into his pocket and walks home in long strides.

He receives no more messages until he’s at the front door of their apartment.

[12:43 a.m.] Tae: video message

He hurriedly unlocks his phone and clicks the play button, licking his lips in unfiltered avidity.

“Y-yeah baby, right there. Tilt your head a little- ahh~” Taehyung seethes above you, one hand holding the camera while the other guides your head up and down the length of his cock. You are positioned between his thighs in all your nude glory, sucking him off as if that was your sole purpose in life.

The erotic slurping and swallowing of your mouth is pornographic to say the least. Definitely a money shot.

“Say hi to Jimin for me ___.” You remove your mouth from Taehyung, instead giving the head kittenish flicks with your tongue. You look up at the camera through your thick lashes, eyes glazed over.

“Hi Jimin.”

Your eyes are so big with promise Jimin feels his erection straining painfully against the front of his shorts. The video cuts off shortly after and Jimin hurriedly punches in the door’s passcode and there you are right before him, licking up all of what you couldn’t swallow of taehyung’s cum. Your gaze slides up to Jimin, swollen lips parted in hunger, waiting for permission to pounce. Taehyung nudges your shoulder, encouraging you to go forward and act on your thoughts.

You stalk towards him on all fours with the ferocity of a lioness, backing him up against the door. Jimin sinks down to be level with you, completely drained of all will to stand.

You duck your head down to be level with his crotch, slipping off his sweats in the process. A thick, hard, circumcised cock springs free from its confines, visibly dribbling with precum. “No underwear? Were you anticipating this?” Your lips are still dewy from the sloppy toppy you’d given Taehyung just moments ago and the image makes Jimin groan out, flinging his head back against the door.

Your fingers gingerly rub around the bulging head of his cock, distributing his precum all around the tip. Just this action alone has his thighs tensing up under your other hand and the ripple of taut muscles flexing underneath his porcelain skin sends a surge of warmth to your core. “Mmm Jimin, are you gonna let me taste you?” you drive your desperation to finally feel his cock down your throat further by eagerly giving one firm lick along the side of his member to the tip and shudder at the bitter taste of pre-cum coating your tongue. He lets out another pleasurable moan and you take this as a sign to get to work.

You gently wrap your lips around the head, making sure to guard your teeth from the sensitive skin, swirling your tongue around teasingly. You can tell Jimin is trying his hardest to be as polite as possible because his hand keeps lifting up to push your head further onto him, just to fall back against the floor once more. But of course you want to see him lose it.

So you take him further into your mouth, gagging at the stretch. His hips jump up at the texture further in your throat and you scrunch your face in discomfort trying to hold the position. You slip his length back out, focusing on the tip once more before repeating again. You set a steady pace bobbing your head up and down chasing the small thrusts of his hips.

“F-fuck ___, I think I’m gonna cum soon.” He shifts away from you and stands, helping you up in the process. “Let me return the favor.” Jimin leads you to his room with Taehyung not far off from the both of you as you all three gather into the small space.

Taehyung comes up behind you grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking your head back to expose the skin of your neck. His lips place languid sucks and bites along the expanse of your neck, maring your flesh with a visible reminder to all in the room that you are his and his alone. When he finishes his assault of your neck he makes direct eye contact with the reluctantly forthcoming Jimin, silently daring him to take over.

Jimin hesitates no further and eases you down onto the bed. The feel of your bare chest rubbing against his eases his mind and he loses sight of all his unsureness. He slips down your body with practiced eroticism, driving his intent further by blowing on your soaked pussy. Your hips jump up at the teasing gesture, “Jimin, stop teasing and put that fucking tongue of yours to u-”. You breathe in a sharp breath when he gives your whole cunt a harsh suck.

He glances up to check that you’re ok but once he sees the content expression painted across your face he grows even more confident.

Jimin flattens his tongue and sends one firm swipe up the length of your cunt. You visibly shudder at the harsh action and Jimin feels his cock jump at your reaction. He wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you closer to his awaiting mouth.

He digs in to your pussy like a starved man, leaving all previous apprehension at the threshold of their apartment. His plush lips envelope your whole heat, sucking up the onslaught of wetness dripping out.

“Do you usually get this wet ___?” Jimin’s question was asked out of complete curiosity, and the infatuation flooding his eyes only had your walls secreting even more.

Jimin shook himself of his awe and went in for the kill. He traced languid figure eight’s along your pink flesh, always making sure to lightly graze your clit when he reached the top. All the teasing was driving you mad, and you just wanted him to penetrate you with his tongue.

“Ah, J-Jimin just t-tongue fuck me already.” You rushed out the last bit of your sentence, feeling a wave of pleasure crawl up your spine. Without further ado Jimin plunges his appendage into your slick entrance. You arch up into his touch with the same poise as a feline. He thrusts his tongue in and out vigorously, noting just how wet you’ve actually become. The speed he’s going at has your wetness splashing onto his face ever so subtly.

“I think I’m co-” You don’t even get a chance to finish your statement before he’s pulling his mouth away. His chin glistened with your sweetness, his actions are fully fueled by lust at this point, wanting to feel something other than his hand squeezing against his cock.

Jimin sits back on his haunches fully undressing himself. “Get on your stomach.” he’s uncharacteristically demanding but you like the change and comply with his wish. He grabs his length and aligns himself at your entrance, rubbing up and down your lips to coat himself of some of your juice. You moan out at the subtle prodding, mouth going slack once he slips each inch into you.

You feel his shaft stretch you open until he bottoms out, just a few inches from kissing your cervix. He slips al the way out once again before thrusting all the way back in.

Your pleasured wail is uncanny to the other pairs of ears in the room and an animalistic fire is lit within Jimin. He grabs both your hands and holds them down by your sides for leverage.

Immediately, he starts pounding into you, giving you little time to adjust to his speed. The only thing that can be heard are your cries of ecstasy and skin slapping against skin as he bounces of your ass with each thrust.

“Let me see those hands.”

Your senses are clouded and it takes you awhile to comprehend what exactly Jimin is asking you until his cock pistons into you deeper. “I’m not gonna tell you again.”

You scramble to spread your ass apart to give him a better angle and he continues fucking you into the mattress. Jimin leans forward resting his weight onto your back. “You don't understand how much I’ve wanted this.” He breathes into your ear. “How much I’ve imagined your slick cunt pulsating around me.” You let out another incoherent sounds, averting your attention to the blinking red light in the corner.

“Oh, did I forget to tell you? I’m adding this to our home video collection. I hope you don’t mind.” Taehyung snickers at your fucked out expression. You’re feeling too good to care and you inwardly jump with excitement for getting to re-live one of the best fuckings of your life.

Jimin switches positions so that you are on your back with both legs rested over his shoulder. His cock reaches up into much deeper now, and you’re certain you’re going to go absolutely insane. “J-Jimin, I-I can’t take it I’m gonna cum.” Jimin goes into overdrive at your statement. Thrusting unceremoniously fast, his hips move with a mind of their own. Without any warning your orgasm shocks you with its sudden surge penetrating every nerve ending in your body. You lose sight of the happenings going on around you, completely taken over by your on pleasure.

Jimin feels the erratic convulsions wrapped around his cock, and with a few more wild thrusts, he finds himself shooting his seed onto your stomach, falling still beside you. You’re both panting, overheated messes and Taehyung comes over to examine his handy work. He turns the camcorder off shortly after.

“I hope you two enjoyed yourselves.” There is no reply.

“This would make a good video for the amatuer category on pornhub. Whaddaya say?”

Both you and Jimin look at each other before you’re both nodding your heads in agreement.