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borathae · 6 months ago

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↳ Index [Day 10 - Threesome]

Pairing: Soft Dom!Hoseok x sub!Reader x subby switch!Yoongi

Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU

Kinks: voyeurism, male masturbation, hobi rubs himself over his pants to the view of them fucking, pussy rubby, pussy fingering, lots of praise, hair pulling (m.receiving), strength kink, sloppy cunnilingus (yoongi & hobi giving), vaginal penetrative sex (yoongi giving), male anal sex (yoongi receiving by hobi), he gets it as he fucks OC, this is so hot you have no idea, creampie, rimjob & blowjob (hobi giving), anal fingering, subby boy tears, multiple intense orgasms for them cause hobi is a menace in bed, like this is just a whole orgasm party for them, i need hobi to fold me tbfh, giggly and cuddly aftercare

Wordcount: 7.6k

a/n: sope has a fucking hold on me so tight not even the strongest person on earth could claw me away from them

“How do I look?”

“You are beautiful.” He kisses your cheek. “You are making this dress look like art.”

“And the make-up? Did I overdo it?”

“Hey.” He puts two fingers under your chin, making you look into his adoring eyes. “You are beautiful, my love. Okay?”

A smile hushes over your face.

“Yeah, okay.” You lean in, kissing his lips. You wipe the lipstick away, gazing at him with minimal distance. “You’re so handsome, my love.”

Yoongi’s eyes soften, right hand caressing your lower back.

The door unlocks and opens.

“Hey, you two. Wah look at you, I kept you waiting for ten seconds and you’re already glued together”, Hoseok greets you with a playful grin, “come in, please.”

You enter first, Yoongi follows just a little embarrassed about being caught. Hoseok helps you slip out of your jacket and hangs it, then helps Yoongi. He talks as he works.

“Did you have a safe drive?”

“We did, yeah. God Hobi, it already smells amazing. I can’t wait to eat, seriously.”

“Yeah, I hope it’s good. I’m not you in the kitchen, hyung.”

Yoongi chuckles, “you’re still a good cook, Hoba.”

“Yeah well, follow me. Can I interest you in some wine?” he offers, leading the way to the dining room.

“Wine sounds perfect, thank you.”

Hoseok invited you and Yoongi over for dinner. He initially wanted the others to come as well, but Jungkook and Taehyung are currently on a city trip to New York and they took Jimin with them. Naturally, Seokjin and Emma were out of the question as well, considering they lived in Gordes. So the invitation only went out to you and Yoongi. Not that any of you mind. It is always very nice to hang out as just the three of you.

Hoseok helps you and Yoongi sit down, then hurries to pour each of you a glass of red wine.

“Thank you.”

“Thanks, Hoba.”

“There is more where this came from”, he says and disappears from the room.

You and Yoongi exchange a look.

“So he is just gone.”

“I guess he is.”

“Should we wait with the cheering?”

“It’s good manners we do.”

“Right.”

You and he set your glasses down for now, spending the time looking around the room. Hoseok decorated the table elegantly and lit the candles. He also very obviously polished each crystal on the chandelier. The fireplace is lit, warming up the room and filling it with the faint crackling sound of burning wood.

You shift your eyes to Yoongi. He is mesmerised by the shimmering chandelier, eyes reflecting the sparkles and lips slightly parted. His long hair frames his face in soft waves, his skin looks like shining marble. He is so beautiful without even having to try.

You place your hand over his’, making him look at you.

“What?” he asks, flustering under your fond gaze.

“Just reminiscing about old times. How many times we fought in this room and now look at us. We can’t even stay away from each other for ten seconds.”

He lowers his eyes shyly, smiling. His thumb caresses your fingertips.

“I uhm…” He leans over to kiss your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too”, you say and tug him closer by his tie.

Yoongi gulps, fluttering his lashes at you.

“Stay still”, you whisper.

He hums, nodding his head in obedience.

You lick your thumb and wipe it over his lips. He sighs, eyelids lowering as you completely steal his heart away.

“There we go. You had lipstick on your lips”, you say and give him a gentle push.

Yoongi falls into his chair, looking at you breathless and wide-eyed.

You snicker, giving him a playful scrunch of your nose.

Yoongi clears his throat, looking to the side and fixing his tie as hastily as possible. He is so delightful that you can’t stop staring, resting your chin on your folded hands and eyes spilling over in fondness.

Thankfully for Yoongi’s poor heart, Hoseok returns with the first course.

“Sorry for the wait. I wanted the decoration to be perfect.”

“Don’t worry. We entertained ourselves wonderfully”, you say.

Yoongi coughs, rubbing the side of his neck.

Hoseok inspects you with a cocked up brow. He knows exactly what you are insinuating. He clicks his tongue, nudging your arm gently after setting down your food.

“Cut our Yoongi some slack, he can only handle this much flirting before he implodes.”

You snicker, Hoseok joins you while Yoongi looks to the side, red cheeked and shy.

“Shut up, the both of you.”

“Gosh Boongie, you’re so cute.”

Yoongi huffs out air.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry. Come here you”, you turn his head to you, kissing his cheek. You wipe the lipstick, giving him a grin.

“Whatever”, he mumbles and looks at Hoseok instead, “what uhm. The food looks good.”

Hoseok sits down opposite of Yoongi. You shift your attention to the food as well, wanting to save some of the flirting for later.

“Thanks. It’s a cheesy, creamy potato soup with fried bacon cubes and homemade bread. By homemade I mean made in the home of the baker. I can’t bake bread for the life of me.”

You and Yoongi laugh at Hoseok’s joke.

The evening continues as light hearted and wonderful. The menu Hoseok thought of consists of three courses. The amazing potato soup, the most delicious lasagna for the main course and apple crumble with custard for dessert. It feels cozy and tastes amazing, leaving you with a warm, fuzzy tingle in your tummies.

You left the dining room by now, enjoying wine in the sitting room. The fireplace is lit and the main lights are off. You and Yoongi share the couch while Hoseok sits in one of the antique armchairs.

“Oh? Wine’s empty”, Hoseok says, shaking the bottle over his glass. “Doesn’t matter, I’m getting a new one. Is red wine okay?”

“Yep, thank you.”

Hoseok leaves the room and you are instantly glued to Yoongi. Your bent legs are resting against his lap, your right hand is rubbing his chest and tummy while your left hand is playing with his hair at the nape of his neck.

Yoongi shifts, glancing at you.

“Do you have to do this now?”

“Mhm, I do.”

“Can’t it wait?”

“You were in Croatia for a month, I only have you back with me since yesterday and you spent said yesterday trying to get Namjoon to talk. No, it cannot wait.”

You slip your fingers into the small slit between two of his shirt buttons, touching his chest that way

“Princess, don’t”, he warns, pulling your hand away.

You don’t listen at all, simply slipping your fingers into another slit to now feel up his tummy.

Yoongi shifts his hips, grabbing your wrist. He says your name in his signature deep rasp, turning his head to you. Your noses almost touch, you sigh and chase his kiss. Yoongi’s own eyes are glued to your lips, voice lowering to a quiet purr.

“Behave, woman. I can behave too, can't I?”

“And? I don’t wanna behave.”

“Don’t pull me into this.”

“And if I do?” You climb his lap, burying your fingers in his luscious hair. “What then?”

“Get off of me, princess”, Yoongi warns and despite his words, his hands are holding your hips almost possessively.

“Yoongi”, you sigh, chasing his kiss.

He dodges it, resulting in your lips to brush his jawline instead.

“You’re drunk, aren’t you?”

“No, just tipsy.”

“That’s the same with you. Princess, don’t”, Yoongi spoke normally at first but ends up chuckling in defeat when you nibble on his jawline, tilting his head to the side by tugging on his hair. “You’re such a little minx, just get off my lap while I'm still being nice”, he lulls, smiling drunkenly. His hands rub your hips, his eyes are half-lidded.

“No, you have to make me”, you purr, smiling as you tug on his pierced earlobe softly.

Yoongi purrs playfully, sliding his hands to your ass to squeeze it.

Hoseok just so happens to return right this moment.

“You two are gonna like this one. It’s almost as old as-” He stops and gawks. “-me. Wah seriously? Are you that horny for each other?”

Yoongi lifts you off his lap, trying to fix his clothes by tugging on them vigorously. You make less effort in fixing your clothes, looking at Yoongi longingly.

Hoseok clicks his tongue in defeat.

“I’m gonna open this bottle and as we let it breathe, you two are gonna tell me what’s wrong.”

“Why do you think something’s wrong?”

“Because you two might always be glued together, but not like this.”

The bottle opens with a plop. Hoseok swirls it, smelling it. He hums and puts it on the side table, sitting down afterwards. He crosses his legs.

“You are able to control yourselves in public. So what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I’m just drunk”, you lie.

“First of all, I can hear when you’re lying and second of all, you’re a terrible liar.”

“Yeah well…well.” You huff out air. “Fine. We haven’t fucked in a month and I’m going insane. He.” You point at Yoongi. “Came home yesterday and what did he do? He spent it interrogating Namjoon and leaving me alone in the estate. And he didn’t even wake me once he came back, he let me sleep. Now I can’t stand the fucking sight of him because I wanna jump him so bad.”

Hoseok hums in understanding, “sounds awful. Why would you not fuck her?”

“Because…listen here, I’m not gonna discuss my sex life right now. Besides, why is this even worth a discussion?” Yoongi hisses.

“Because it’s making you act like teens.”

“Tch, the only childish one here is you for acting like our therapist.”

“Hey, don’t blame me. I’m not Doctor Love for nothing.”

You chuckle.

“Don’t laugh at his joke. It wasn’t funny.”

“Yes, it was. Come on Boongie, admit it.”

“No, it wasn’t. I need a break, I’m getting fresh air”, he says and tries to leave.

“So I take it you don’t wanna have her?” Hoseok taunts.

Yoongi turns in the doorway, eyes darkened.

“Excuse me?”

“Why else would you leave?”

“What the fuck, are you on about?”

“Just that you clearly don’t want her.”

“I wanted her ever since we left the estate”, Yoongi growls, inching back into the room like a predator. “The moment I watched her walk down the stairs in this cursed dress, I considered cancelling tonight just to take her on the damned stairs. All I could think about in the car was how I would love to stop the engine and fuck her on the backseat until she unlearned the ability to fucking walk. All I want is to take her upstairs and fuck her on your bed until the sheets smell like her orgasms and nothing else.”

You gulp.

Hoseok smirks, tilting his head back to make eye contact with Yoongi.

“So why don’t you?”

“Because”, Yoongi flusters, “stop it. Both of you.”

Hoseok chuckles, rolling his head to the front. He locks eyes with you. You have to squirm under his gaze. Yoongi’s confession riled you up beyond recovery and Hoseok’s playful gaze isn’t making it better.

“What are your thoughts on this, ___?” Hoseok asks.

“I, uhm, that I really wanna be kissed right now.”

“Just kissed?”

“And fucked. Just really wanna get fucked.”

“You heard her. Don’t keep a lady waiting.”

You and Yoongi lock eyes. The tension between you and him is unbearable.

“Or walk out this door. The choice is yours”, Hoseok says.

You and Yoongi understand that he is giving you a chance to voice your consent right now. It has been playful until now, but became serious and if you want out, you can.

“I’m not gonna leave out that door, by the way”, he adds.

“Me neither”, you say.

“Well you should, otherwise I can’t get you to his room”, Yoongi hisses.

“Yoongi”, you croak.

“Come here, princess. I’m not asking.”

You stumble to your feet to hurry to him. He welcomes you by cradling your face and pulling you into a kiss. Seconds later you are in his arms, legs around his waist and with his hands under your ass. You kiss passionately, with tongue and teeth and hungry lips, moaning and sighing into each other. Yoongi walks safely, needing no eyes to see where he steps.

Hoseok follows you, holding the bedroom door open and closing it. You and Yoongi are on his bed already, rolling around the sheets as you practically try to swallow each other.

Hoseok stays back for now, rubbing himself over his pants. This is the first - and maybe last - time he gets to watch you and Yoongi fuck and he wants to savour it for as long as possible. To think that it happens on his bed makes it even hotter to him. You ruin him way too much, just as much as you seem to ruin each other tonight.

“I want you. I fucking want you”, Yoongi growls, smearing lipstick all over your neck as he kisses it sloppily.

You writhe under him, arching into his body. You are burning up. Each second with him is like ecstasy.

“Your perfume is driving me insane and your body in this dress. Fuck”, he squeezes your thigh, pulling you closer to his crotch so he can roll his hips into you angrily, “I want to ruin you. Do you hear me? I was in darkness without you and now I’m back and I see the light. I can’t be without you any second longer.”

“Yoongi, oh god”, you whimper, twisting his hair and spilling tears.

“Say you want me too, princess.”

“I want you so much, please”, you beg, lifting your hips.

Yoongi takes the silent signal, reaching under your dress to take off your panties. He throws them to the side, Hoseok catches them. He bundles them in his palm, burying his nose in them to inhale your sweet scent. He muffles his curses like this, long fingers squeezing his clothed cock. Your scent is addicting.

Yoongi runs his palm along the inner side of your leg, keeping you pinned with dark eyes. Your breath hitches when he comes into contact with your inner thigh.

“So soft. I’ve never felt skin softer than yours.”

“Yoongi”, you mewl, writhing under him.

He touches your pussy.

“Yoongi”, you moan, chasing his touch.

“I missed the way you say my name, princess”, he rasps, parting your folds with his long fingers. He lingers on your entrance for a little, rubbing circles.

“I missed you too”, you whimper, bucking your hips up. His touch is healing you. You were so lonely without him, so lost and without a home. His touch, although incredibly sexual of nature right now, heals you.

Yoongi applies pressure and slips inside. Your eyes roll back, back arching off the sheets.

“Look at you, my pretty woman. How does that feel, Mhm?”

“Good”, you croak, walls pulsing around his digits. You whimper his name next, twisting the sheets.

“So beautiful, you’re so fucking beautiful”, Yoongi whispers, getting you used to him in slow movements. You are so wet already, so goddamn soft. His fingers missed you so much. Almost as much as his mouth does.

“How I fucking missed you, my princess”, Yoongi says and lowers himself to your pussy. He cannot hold back any longer, the hunger for your taste is too big.

You scream up at first contact, fingers instantly gripping his hair and legs falling around his shoulders. Yoongi purrs, curling his fingers inside your warmth as his mouth feasts on your cunt. He missed this the most. Your taste, your scent, how soft you are. Yoongi missed you so much that he doesn’t want to go on about this moment slowly. He knows that you can take it, he claimed your cunt like an animal countless times before so he knows that you can handle him. The time he took you after you accidentally started your period still comes back to haunt him. Such a beautiful woman, so fragile in comparison to his strength and yet you can handle him. Yoongi swears he exists only for you.

“Yoongi please slow, you’re so fast”, you beg him, writhing helplessly from the intense pleasure he forces you to experience.

“Don’t tell me what to do when all you did tonight was drive me fucking crazy”, Yoongi spits, fucking his long, girthy fingers into you quickly.

No amount of words can describe how good it feels to you. It is as if he was already drilling you with his cock. Deep and hard and full of untamed hunger. You missed him so much, cunt weeping in happiness upon finally being his’ again.

“Please, please”, you beg, legs shaking on his shoulders and toes curling to the point they almost cramp. His fingers are so long and skilled. It is insane how much he can make you shake just with them.

“Stay still”, Yoongi spits, pinning you down easily, “it’s what you fucking get, you damned minx.”

He buries his face back in your cunt, swirling his tongue on your clit sloppily. His spit covers you messily, mixing with your nectar and getting slurped up by Yoongi.

You wail up, ankles locking behind his neck and hips lifting up to smother him. Yoongi pins you down for the sake of getting to finger you better, forcing your body to convulse each time he bottoms out. He is looking up at you with dark, warning eyes, growling around your clit.

“Yoongi please, I can’t do this”, you sob, shaking your head from side to side.

Yoongi purrs, punishing your whines with more pressure on your clit. His spit runs down your folds and makes it easier for his fingers to reshape you. He fucks them deep and he moves fast, hitting your g-spot each and every time. He needs you to know that no matter how much you beg, he won’t slow down. You wanted to drive him mad and mad is what you get.

“Yoongi please”, you squeal, breaking apart against your will. He keeps going and going and going, “no please, please I can’t- aaaaaah!”

Yoongi slurps up what you feed him, cock threatening to rip his jeans. He missed you. Oh, he fucking missed you. Everything about you, but especially your orgasms. So sweet. So fucking sweet.

Yoongi uses his entire mouth to drink you up, twisting his fingers inside you.

Everything is just too much for a moment. The overstimulation is too intense. You tug on his hair and croak the only word which will really stop him.

“Snow-”

Yoongi is gone from your middle before you can utter your safe word. He kisses you deeply, hips rolling into your inner thigh and big hands cradling your face. His fingers smear your orgasm all over your skin like this, but you don’t mind. It feels so good to be held by him.

“I’m here, princess. I’m here.”

“You’re so mean”, you get out, twitching as you recover.

“Don’t say that when you have been bewitching me all evening. You got what you fucking asked for.”

You giggle, pulling him closer by his hair. He chuckles, smiling into the kiss. You and he are so right. You are so fucking right. You can bicker as much as you want because it won’t ever be taken seriously by the other. Truly, every second with him feels like heaven.

He breaks the kiss, but stays close so you can taste his words. His fingers are tracing your temples.

“How are you doing, my love? I know I was being kinda intense right now.”

“Good, really warm and fuzzy.”

“Mhm, good. Is it really over for you? Was I too much? Or did I hurt you?”

You shake your head, “you always tell me to say it when I need a break. I’m sorry, I thought that-”

“Hush, you did well, my good girl. Thank you for stopping me when it got too much. I never wanna go too far with you, my beloved”, he silences you, kissing your neck, “I don’t wanna rush you or push you to do something, but I’m…I need more of you.”

“I need more of you too. Please.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yes Boongie, so sure.”

“Fuck princess, I missed you”, he sighs and gives you one deep kiss before he sits up and gets off bed.

You sit up as well, watching him begin to undress.

“Wait, Boongie.”

He stops, “changed your mind? That’s alright princess, we can-”

“No, not that.”

“What then?”

You glance to the side. Yoongi follows your line of sight. Hoseok is staring at you, face flushed and hand in his pants. He looks done for, he really does.

Yoongi looks back at you. He doesn’t seem embarrassed or uncomfortable. In a surprising sense, he seems turned on by the aspect of Hoseok being present.

“I don’t mind. He’s seen everything of me”, Yoongi says and pulls the shirt over his head.

“He did?” You look at Hoseok for answers. “You did??”

“He came to me one night, asking for a rimjob. I gave it to him in the shower. We were naked for it.”

“Holy fuck and you didn’t tell me?”

“I promised not to tell. I figured he would tell you anyway.”

“Well, he didn’t.”

You look at Yoongi, who is currently busy undoing his pants. He meets your eyes briefly.

“I forgot”, he says dryly.

“Yoongi! You can’t forget stuff like this! I need to know, it’s so hot to know.”

“You’re way too nosy for your own good”, Yoongi says, climbing onto bed now completely naked and ready for more of you.

You however push him away. He lets you with a chuckle.

“I’m not too nosy. You’re too private.”

“Oh forgive me for valuing my privacy, ___. I didn’t know I’d automatically lose it when I’m dating you.”

You take off your dress and bra, climbing his lap. Yoongi grabs your waist possessively, gazing up at you. You are pushing and pulling each other gently, feeling charged in electricity.

“Obviously you are. We’re one soul.”

He smiles, kissing you as you pull him close.

You break it again, despite his quiet beg for more.

“Show me.”

“What?”

“Show me how it was having your ass ate.”

“Turn around and I will.”

“No. No, you turn around and have Hobi do it.”

“What?”

“What? Me?”

Yoongi and Hoseok exchange a look. The latter is turned on, while Yoongi is shy.

“I don’t know”, he murmurs.

“Only if you feel like it. I don’t want to force you to do anything.”

“It’s not that. It’s just something I haven’t done before in front of other people.”

“So you want it?”

He nods his head. You tilt it up with a finger under his chin.

“We’re one soul, aren’t we?”

“We are”, Yoongi whispers, eyes spilling over with love for you. “Holy fuck princess, I wanna grant your every wish. Even this damned insanity.”

You chuckle, “then let me watch you get ate.”

“Fuck this is insane. Fine, I’ll do it.”

You climb off his lap and look at Hoseok.

“Would you be down as well?”

“You’re asking me? Of course, but first holy fuck you two are so hot. It’s insane, your connection is insane. It’s like every second you two are together is charged with electricity, I’ve never seen two people so perfect for each other.”

You and Yoongi exchange a giddy look. Being perfect for each is epic.

“Dude seriously, I gotta get naked too. I hope you don’t mind. I’m so turned on that my clothes hurt.”

“Go ahead, this is so hot.”

Hoseok undresses quickly. All of you look at his cock instantly. So hard and throbbing.

“Damn, Hobi.”

“Yeah, that hurt to have inside jeans.”

“I can relate”, Yoongi says with his own cock terribly hard.

The two men chuckle. Hoseok climbs onto the bed and to Yoongi. Yoongi’s laughter dies down in shyness, he gulps and drops in the sheets to flee Hoseok.

Hoseok is above him, eyes hungry and dark. He brushes his hair out of Yoongi’s suddenly very flushed face.

“Your devotion to her is such a turn on. You should have the favour returned, shouldn’t you?” he rasps.

Yoongi gulps audibly, looking to his side. To you. To his love.

“Eyes on me”, Hoseok pulls him back with two fingers gripping his chin.

Yoongi flutters his lashes at him.

“There we go”, Hoseok rasps and kisses him.

Yoongi sighs, back arching and hands balling to fists on the sheets. It is so insanely hot to watch him fall like this. He squirms and writhes and takes the kiss with such eagerness yet shyness.

And once Hoseok breaks it for the sake of kissing a path down to his cock, Yoongi chases him with parted lips. Of course the kiss never comes and he is destined to wish for more. You can’t bear to watch him so denied but you have to. You need to take in every second of how Hoseok touches him.

He reaches his stomach, lingers and passes it without ever touching it. Yoongi writhes and sighs, opening his legs. Hoseok claims it instantly, laying the kisses he can’t place on his stomach on his inner thighs instead.

You rub your legs together. So Yoongi doesn’t want his stomach touched quite yet and Hoseok blindly respects it. The way their bodies communicate really turns you on.

Hoseok sucks a small hickey to the part of where Yoongi’s thigh meets his groin. Yoongi gasps, brows lifting and pouty lips parting.

“Such soft thighs”, Hoseok purrs and repeats the hickey on the other side.

“Hoba”, Yoongi sighs, putting his legs over his shoulders almost instinctively.

“Fuck, this is hot”, you get out under your breath. You have never seen or experienced Yoongi do this. Of course sometimes you lovingly force him to his luck by putting his legs over your shoulders, but he never did it on his own with you. You are jealous for not even a second and then you are so turned on that you can scarcely breathe. They look so fragile and weak as they lay around Hoseok’s head. Hoseok’s sculpted arms around them are such a sexy contrast.

Hoseok purrs deeply, wrapping his hand around Yoongi’s shaft so he can press his cock against his stomach. He puts his mouth on his tip, licking and sucking his frenulum as if it was a clit he was making out with.

Yoongi locks his legs behind Hoseok’s head, curling his toes and lifting his hips off the mattress. The moan he lets out is so incredibly blissed out and submissive that you feel your pussy throb. You expected this to be hot, but not like this. Holy fuck, you’re insane for them.

“So good, such a good cock”, Hoseok lulls between his wet licks, “such a good, yummy cock.”

“Fuck, Hoba”, Yoongi gets out breathily, fingers trembling on the sheets.

“Mhmh”, Hoseok purrs, sucking on his most sensitive spot until Yoongi moans against his will and buries his fingers in his hair. Only then he lets off, guiding his tongue down his veiny shaft and balls. Yoongi’s fingers slip from his hair again, now twisting the sheets. He is holding his breath, legs losing strength so Hoseok can grab them and press them into his stomach.

His needy hole is revealed like this. Hoseok claims it instantly, dragging the flat of his wet tongue over it by nodding his head repeatedly.

“Hoseok”, Yoongi moans, hands coming up to grab his own hair.

It is so adorable how restless his hands are during sex. Almost as if they have no idea what to do when they aren’t the one giving pleasure. They seem to be happy in his hair for now, twisting and tugging on it as Hoseok makes out with his sensitive rim.

“Mhm so fucking delicious, you’re so fucking sweet”, he purrs, kissing and sucking his rim. Just for a little, to really get a taste of him. But he doesn’t want to be patient for long. Yoongi wasn’t either when it came to you. He should get the same experience.

Hoseok flexes his tongue and slips it inside Yoongi’s tight hole.

“Ah!” Yoongi yelps and instantly throws his hand over his own mouth, muffling himself now that he can’t seem to shut the fuck up.

Hoseok growls, gripping Yoongi’s writhing hips so he can pull them onto his tongue repeatedly. His ivory skin bruises where Hoseok grips him and flushes pink on other spots as Hoseok makes him burn up.

“Slow down please”, Yoongi begs, voice barely wanting to go above a gasp.

Hoseok shakes his head, wiggling his wet tongue deeper.

“Slow please, I can’t.”

To witness Yoongi just as desperate and ruined as he so often makes you is orgasmic to you. He is shaking so much, writhing so helplessly, sounding so sweet. You could honestly kiss Hoseok stupid for doing this to him.

Yoongi mewls and closes his legs on Hoseok’s head.

“Slow please”, he squeaks and squeezes his eyes shut, “please is too much, plea-ah..”

Hoseok pushes Yoongi’s legs apart, lifting his head to talk.

“Stop trying to flee. You did the same to ___.”

Yoongi shifts his eyes to you. Tears escape him.

“___”, he never spoke your name like this before. So helpless, so full of longing and as if your name was the remedy he needed. He reaches out, speaking your name a second time.

You intertwine your hand with him.

“I’m here, my love”, you get out and lean down to kiss his cheek.

He whimpers, growing slack in utter bliss.

“You’re so hot when you’re like this, my love. I’m so turned on.”

Yoongi gets out half of your name and then something makes his eyes roll back and his voice cut off.

You look down. Hoseok is kneeling between Yoongi’s legs, pumping two fingers into his hole.

“I took the freedom to get some lube. I hope you don’t mind that I slipped some fingers inside.”

Yoongi shakes his head, letting out a terribly high pitched sound. He squeezes your hand, twisting his own hair with the other. His muscles flex like this.

“You don’t? That’s good, you’re so soft inside”, Hoseok praises and picks up speed. Again, Yoongi wasn’t patient with you and he should experience the same.

Yoongi wails up, lifting his body off the mattress as far as his back allows him. He drops it again as Hoseok weakens his legs to the point of shaking against his will.

He makes a sound bordering that of a helpless whimper, squeezing your hand tightly.

“Does this feel good to you, love?”

He nods his head, throwing it back a second later when Hoseok speeds up even more.

You can hear his wet fingers fuck into him, that’s how passionately he does it. Yoongi shakes and writhes against his will, cock throbbing and leaking on his tensing stomach. His voice is whiny, coming out as constant little noises which he so clearly can’t control.

“Yeah that’s it, shake for us. So good, keep shaking”, Hoseok talks him through it, curling his fingers each time they grace his sensitive prostate.

“Stop please”, Yoongi begins begging, overwhelmed by how good it feels.

“Hurts?”

“No, stop please too much, please.”

“That’s not a reason, you can take it.”

“No”, he mewls, arching his back, “too much.”

Hoseok buries his fingers as deep as possible and twists his hand. Yoongi kicks the sheets, accidentally hitting Hoseok as well.

“Ah geez”, Hoseok gasps and chuckles, “careful, hyung.”

“Sorry. Sorry please I’m sorry”, Yoongi keens, “___ stop it please. I’m sorry.”

“Hobi, let’s slow down for a bit, okay?”

Hoseok listens, slipping his fingers free. He soothes Yoongi by gently licking his rim, massaging his balls as well.

“Is this nice?” he asks, voice muffled by his butt.

Yoongi sighs, nodding his head. He still twitches sometimes from the electricity Hoseok forces to run through him.

“And this? Is this nice?” Hoseok asks, licking his rim as he buries his fingers back inside. He keeps them still but curls them against his prostate while his tongue traces his stretched hole.

“I can’t”, Yoongi lets out breathily and hides his eyes behind his hand, “is too much.”

“Okay”, Hoseok slips out.

“No!”

“No?”

“No. More. I don’t know. Don’t stop.”

Hoseok chuckles, burying his fingers back inside Yoongi’s small hole.

“You’re just whining for the sake of it”, he teases and changes his mouth to pleasure his cock. He keeps his focus on his tip, making out with it just like he did before.

Yoongi grows slack, body melting in the warmth Hoseok makes him feel. Even his hand around yours loosens, slipping from your grasp. It twitches on the sheets.

You take his other hand and guide it from his eyes, calling his attention with it. He barely manages to open his eyes but he does and once he did, he spills tears.

“___”, he moans.

“Do you feel good, my love?”

“Good”, he says, nodding his head.

“That’s good. He is making you look so pretty. Shaking from pleasure fits you so well.”

He furrows his brows, eyes hazy and glassy. They flit to your lips.

You understand, cradling his cheeks to kiss him.

Yoongi mewls, arching his back in ecstasy. Hoseok purrs, tasting the very second you kissed him. Yoongi’s cock throbbed and spilled sweetness. Hoseok thinks it’s adorable how much Yoongi loves you. He loves you so much that he tenses and throbs and leaks just from a kiss.

A sudden thought comes into his mind. One that will play into everything Yoongi loves. You, being inside you and getting his ass fucked.

Hoseok comes up with a slurp, keeping his fingers inside. He even adds another one to test if Yoongi was ready for cock. Yoongi throbs around him, hole almost sucking him in. Yes, he is definitely ready for more.

“I have an idea.”

You break the kiss. Yoongi chases it, looking up at you with sad puppy eyes.

“What idea?”

“Do you wanna fuck? Like penetration?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“You and Yoongi in missionary. I fuck his ass.”

“Hot. Hobi, this is so hot”, you say and look at Yoongi, “are you down?”

Yoongi looks star struck, bewitched, taken by love. He nods his head, eyes filling with even more love for you.

You smile, caressing his cheek.

“Did you hear what he said or are you just nodding to everything I say?”

“Me inside you and him inside me”, Yoongi gets out breathily, nodding his head again, “is…good.”

“Mmh Boongie, I could eat you up”, you purr and kiss him. Only briefly, ending up in Yoongi to chase you with a whine.

You cannot give him more however, needing to lie down.

Hoseok slips his fingers out of Yoongi’s ass and climbs to you. He is between your legs, stealing a kiss. One you give him gladly and one which ends too soon for your liking. He tastes like Yoongi. It’s addicting.

Hoseok smiles, “allow me a quick check up.”

“Okay.”

Hoseok disappears between your legs, connecting his mouth with your pussy without warning.

“Woah-ah!” you yelp, grabbing his hair and sitting up in shock.

Hoseok purrs, swirling his tongue through your folds and sucking on your clit.

“Ho-” A twitch of your legs. “-bi. Ah!”

Your clit is between his lips. He uses the chance to dance his tongue over it in a quick rhythm.

You drop in the sheets, arching your back.

“Hobi, what the fuck-aah, ah Hob-ah.”

“Mhhm”, Hoseok lets out and finally releases you from the most amazing torture. He dances his lips and tongue up your torso, fingers touching your pussy gently. He gives each of your nipples a suck and a lick then ends it by kissing your neck.

His deep voice tickles you as he talks to you.

“Just had to make sure that you’re ready for him.”

“And you have to- ah- do it like- aha- that?”

“Mh-hm, I do”, he purrs and nibbles on your ear gently, “I smelled your panties when you got ate. Made me wanna have a taste myself. Wanted to be greedy.”

“Fuck please just fill me up.”

“Mhm that’s Yoongi’s job”, he says and gives your cheek a kiss, straightening up afterwards.

Yoongi is resting on his side, having watched the scene hungrily. He exchanges a kiss with Hoseok as they change spots.

“I’ll let you get used to her and then I’ll come in, yeah?”

“Yeah”, Yoongi croaks.

“Now go on, fuck her.”

Yoongi doesn’t need to be told twice, climbing between your legs. You tangle your hands in his hair instantly, chest heaving up and down.

“I need you.”

“I’m so turned on. I don’t know if I’ll last long.”

“That’s okay, just keep filling me up as often as you need to.”

“Fuck princess, you aren’t making it better.”

You giggle, pulling him closer.

“Fucking stick it in before I make you.”

Yoongi purrs, smiling drunkenly. He aligns himself with you and pushes inside. There is no resistance, no struggle. He slips inside as if you were made for him and he was made for you.

You and he share a moan, falling into a needy tongue kiss instantly. His hips pick up a deep rhythm, cock instantly finding your favourite spots.

Each moan you let out gets swallowed by him, each moan he makes gets tasted by you. You didn’t even know how much you needed the other until you are finally like this. Each stroke feels electric, filling you both with so much pleasure it gets hard to kiss.

Despite popular belief, it is Yoongi who breaks the kiss, panting into your mouth.

“Yoongi, you feel so good”, you mewl, hazy eyes looking up at him.

“You do, yeah”, he answers you, loving you each time he bottoms out. He draws a circle when he is deep inside, basking in the fluttering of your walls. He knows that you feel good right now and it fills him with ecstasy.

“Can I join now?” Hoseok’s question fills him with ecstasy as well.

He nods his head, stilling his hips for now. You cup his face, breathing with him and looking so deeply into his eyes that he feels on cloud nine.

“I love you”, you whisper.

“I love you too…Oh fucking hell, ___ he’s doing it.”

Yoongi’s eyes go out of focus, his mouth falls open. He moans and you find yourself whimpering his name. The view of him being entered is now burned into your mind forever.

“There we go, you took me so well”, Hoseok praises, rubbing Yoongi’s hips, “move when you’re ready.”

Yoongi instantly moves, managing to do three thrusts before he collapses into you.

“Holy fuck, urgh.”

“Yoongi, oh god”, you mewl, hugging him.

He picks himself up again, trying another time.

“Holy fuck, holy fuck. Fuck, urgh, fuck”, Yoongi chants, face scrunched in pleasure. He looks utterly and completely out of it, riding on what seems to be the most intense sensation he ever experienced.

“Is it that good?” you get out.

“Yes, holy fuck.”

“Oh god, Yoongi”, you whimper, twisting his hair.

“Hoba, holy fuck…”

“Yeah, that’s nice, isn’t it? Fucking your love and getting your ass fucked in return. I bet you fantasise about having her stick her fingers up your ass when you fuck her, don’t you?”

Yoongi nods his head.

“You do?” you mewl, head turning.

He nods his head more vigorously.

“Yoongi, oh god”, you croak, losing control over yourself.

“Baby”, Yoongi chokes out, “___ baby!”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t-ah”, you choke out, shaking from the surprise high his confession forces out of you.

Yoongi’s hips stutter. Hoseok picks up for him, fucking into him deep and hard so he would move his hips and therefore fuck you as well.

“Hoba please”, Yoongi mewls, falling to his elbows and twisting the pillow above your head. You keep moaning so sweetly and your pussy is so tight. This isn’t making it easier. Hoseok’s cock is the worst of everything though. It is so difficult to handle. It feels so good. So fucking good as it stretches him out, fills him up, pounds his prostate. Yoongi is so sensitive up his butt, how could he be able to handle it when he has your warm pussy around his dick as well?

“Yoongi, oh god. Hobi, you’re making him cum, I feel it”, you wail.

“Good. That’s what he should do. Cum for me. Both of you. Fucking cum for me”, Hoseok spits and makes both of you wail up as he fucks you through Yoongi’s orgasm.

He doesn’t stop afterwards, pounding into him and forcing him to drill you just as passionately in the process. It is almost impossible to handle for you, you don’t even want to imagine the kind of orgasmic electricity Yoongi currently finds himself on.

Judging by the untamed noises he makes and the amount of throbbing his cock is doing, it is a lot. And the thing is, that his current state is turning you on so much that it feels a million times better for you as well.

“You make the sweetest noises for me. Such good ones, you’re made to be fucked like this. So good”, Hoseok praises, face darkened in pleasure. He grips Yoongi’s hips to the point of bruising, switching between looking at how his pink hole swallows his wet, girthy cock and looking at your face as he fucks you with the help of Yoongi.

“So pretty for me, I’m going insane”, he gets out, following it with a curse through gritted teeth. He thrusts into Yoongi with such passion that the poor man comes tumbling down on top of you, legs unable to work.

“Again.”

“Yoongi oh god, I love this”, you whimper, eyes rolling back at the sensation of his hot cum coating even the deepest crevices of your walls. Because he lies on you like this, he naturally puts pressure on your stomach and therefore forces your walls to tighten around him. You can feel each time he is deep in your stomach.

“I’m cumming”, you sob, digging your nails into Yoongi’s back as your last hope.

“Yes baby cum”, Hoseok spits, eyes widened in obsession and glued to your face. It is contorted in orgasmic bliss all while your nails leave red marks on Yoongi’s fair back. How pretty. Fair skin, red marks and dark hair. The contrast is like art. Hoseok knows that Taehyung would love it.

He has no idea why he suddenly thought of him, but he did and it makes him want to angle himself deeper and give Yoongi one more. He can feel that he is close.

“Hoba please urgh fuck I can’t stop cumming”, he moans and breaks on his cock. He sobs into the crook of your neck, sounding so ruined and blissed out that it sets you off as well.

“I need to-”

“Me too.”

“Fuck, you two are made for each other”, Hoseok spits, head turning in bliss. The scent of your wet orgasms fills his veins. Yoongi’s ass is tight all of a sudden, Hoseok feels his cock throb uncontrollably.

He growls, digging his fingers deeper into Yoongi’s hips.

“Can I?”

“Yes, please”, Yoongi sobs, nodding his head vigorously.

“You two are so hot”, Hoseok croaks and finally lets go, emptying himself deep inside Yoongi’s ass. He throws his head back for it, moaning blissfully. What a wonderful way to end this evening. What a perfect way.

He drops on Yoongi after his high died down.

Your whines are instant, “I can’t breathe guys please.”

“Sorry”, Hoseok mumbles, rolling off of Yoongi.

Yoongi merely makes a sound, blowing air onto your neck in a tired sigh. You chuckle, ruffling his hair. He is already a little easier to bear without Hoseok’s extra weight on top of you. In a way, he is nice to have on top. Warm and soft.

“So can I officially say that I ruined The power couple of the supernatural world?” Hoseok breaks the comfortable silence.

You crack up, reaching over to nudge his chest.

“You’re an idiot. Say what you want, it’s honestly not a lie. I feel done.”

“Me too”, Yoongi mumbles into your neck, cuddling closer, “is nice.”

“Yeah, it’s really nice.”

Hoseok smiles, “it is”, he agrees and rolls to his side so he can snuggle into you and Yoongi. He kisses your cheek softly. “I like having you two over. It’s nice.”

“You’re so sweet. We love staying here”, you say and give the bridge of his nose a little kiss, “by the way, you have a really beautiful nose.”

Hoseok meets your gaze, eyes filled with surprise yet warm giddiness.

“I do?”

“Mhm, you do.” You trace it softly, forcing his eyes to close halfway. “It’s so perfect for your face.”

“It is”, Yoongi agrees in a mumble, “is handsome, yeah.”

Hoseok giggles, kicking the sheets and scrunching his eyes giddily, “wow thanks you two”, he gets out, snuggling you and Yoongi aggressively.

You snicker while Yoongi whines about getting the sheets dirty. Which only makes Hoseok snuggle you harder and your laughter grow. Yes, coming over is definitely always worth it.

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