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so now it’s 11:31 and you’re leaning on a kitchen counter, alone, because wendy and irene all but ditched you to go make out in a corner. wallowing in your own misery, you go to make a drink, and that’s when a boy, who looks like a freshman? walks up to you and completely changes the direction of your night.

“so what’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?”

“before you try too hard, you should know i’m not interested.”

“hey,” he raises his hands. “i was just going to offer to make you a drink. you looked pretty angry over here.”

you paused for a second then, before mentally weighing the pros and cons of actually flirting with this kid. “i mean if you really want to, i guess you can make me a vodka soda.”

he shoots some finger guns at you before replying, “coming right up.” as he makes your drink he asks you for your name.

“i’m y/n, and i didn’t catch yours either?”

“most people call me haechan, but you can call me donghyuck.”

“well then, donghyuck, why’d you come up to me of all people?”

he hands you your drink, then wipes his hands on pants and says, “you looked like my type of girl; pretty, slightly mean, and hopefully a few years older than me.”

his forward was makes your eyes widen a little bit, but it’s not unwelcome. “the last one depends on a bit, what year are you in?”

he laughs not impolitely at you. “i’m but a lonely freshman.”

“well then, i think you’ve been forgetting to call me noona, donghyuck.”

“sorry, noona. would you maybe wanna get out of here?” he looks at you hopefully.

you check your phone, neither of your friends have texted. “well, i suppose my friends can find a ride home themselves.”

his eyes lit up before he drags you outside. you take him to your place, knowing that he could barely keep his hands to himself.

once you get inside you ask him, “so is this all you wanted to do? sit and talk with me?”

he whined at your words. “c’mon noona, we both know that’s not what i meant.”

“well, if you’re sure, hyuck.” you moved closer to him in the coach before kissing him, innocent at first, but he quickly tried to deepen it, when you pulled away. “uh uh, hyuck, i’m in charge tonight.”

his eyes glinted with what seemed like a terrible idea. “and what if i don’t listen to you, noona? what then?”

“then you get punished, hyuck.” you sweetly smiled at him.

“and what if i like that?”

you pulled off his shirt, and started to trail kisses down his chest. he bucked his crotch up, before you slapped him straight across the face. at that he moaned, and stopped dead in his tracks.

“masochist,” you chuckled.

“sadist!” he replied.

“i will slap you again.”

“i hope you do!”

smack! you slapped him not across his face this time, but his dick. you unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his underwear, to see his cock, an angry red. “aww, it’s so cute,” you remarked before taking it in your mouth.

“don’t call it—oh, fuck,” right when he was going to say something, he stopped. it definitely wasn’t because you started to do something special with your tongue, definitely not.

After months of going through the hassle of picking colors, fabrics, merchandise, sex toys, the types of chains for the beds, and the décor with even the smallest details. Her dungeon had finally come together; it had been years in the making and she was officially satisfied with how everything in each room smoothly tied in with other rooms. She sat on the black baroque chair behind her and admired the colors, textures, aesthetics, and intimate aura in the room. How she had dreamed of this for the longest time and couldn't wrap her head around that she finally achieved it. The notification ping pulled her attention to her phone, noticing a slender man approaching the building she got up and made her way towards the front desk as the black-haired man entered her business. 

"How can I help you?" She smiled warmly at him trying to not intimidate him. He looked to be about seven inches taller than she was but also seemed to have a very soft and timid aura which she noticed considering how stunned he was by the environment around him.

He remained quiet and wanted to say something but felt all the blood rush to his face. The embarrassment grew the longer he kept silent. Before he redirected his gaze towards her she wore matte black platform heels with a black pencil skirt, a belt, and a short-sleeved gray turtleneck. He looked at her features and as tall as he was, he felt like prey in front of a predator and wanted to leave this place but his body wouldn't let him.

She took note of how nervous he was and felt so bad for him that he was probably not the type of person who would go out of his way to seek out this service. Maybe he unintentionally stumbled his way here? He wore a loose, striped, red and orange sweater semi-form-fitting white jeans, and some white shoes. She took a couple of steps to get closer to him and placed her hand softly on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?" Her voice rang through his ears and he looked at her. His cheeks had a pink tinge and looked like he was about to cry. 

"Oh honey, no. Would you like to sit?" she asked him hoping he'd at least give her a response since he had not said anything since he walked in. She guided him towards a small waiting room which she hoped to be less overstimulating and overwhelming for him. 

She sat him down and handed him a water bottle as she sat next to him. "Here drink some water, it will help a bit." She told him and he couldn't help but do so even if he wasn't thirsty.

"So, tell me. Why did you come in?" 

Hyunjin looked directly at his shoes avoiding eye contact with her once again and fidgeting with the bottle of water in his hands. "Hey, it's okay. I don't judge obviously by the business I'm soon to run." She smiled at him, placing her right hand on top of his in a warm yet comforting manner.

"I-i..don't know. I thought I knew what I was doing." 

Maybe at some point, he felt sure enough to come into the business but there was no way to be sure unless he was honest with her. Which she doubted considering how long it took him to even talk to her. "What do you mean?" She looked interested in what he meant by that. 

"I guess. I looked up some information online and while some places popped up yours didn't. I got a recommendation from a friend who knows someone you know and your business."

"Recommendation?" she wondered, a bit confused. "Oh, who was it if you don't mind me asking?" "Wonho." He said. She smiled and chuckled. "Yeah, I know him."

"Did he tell you I was going to be here today?" He nodded. 

She wondered why he didn't come on a day when the dungeon would be open. Until she realized that might have been too much for him to experience for the first time, which made sense why he was now sitting beside her and just now talking to her.

"What was the reason for your visit?" He cleared his throat trying to let out more words but he couldn't and so she decided to take the initiative.

"Okay. Let's start with something simple, Whatever I ask, just say yes or no, okay?" 

He nodded in agreement and waited for her. "First things first, what's your name? This isn't part of the yes or no questions." He looked at her trying hard to maintain eye contact but was failing miserably, "Hyunjin." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Hyunjin." She smiled at him.

"How old are you; You seem pretty young, and I don't want to move forward unless you clear that up." "23." "Oh wow. You have the physical appearance of a teenager." She mentally sighed in relief, thankful he wasn’t a teenager.

"Now that we got that out of the way." "I'm guessing you know the purpose of this place?" She asked hoping he would know because if that wasn't the case she would have to teach him

"Kinda." He seemed a bit uncertain but that didn't worry her because she would gladly tell him if he was comfortable with it. "Ok great! Since you kind of answered that, does that mean you know what kinks are?" "Yes." "And from those kinks do you have any that you consider embarrassing or disgusting?" "Y-yes." He stuttered trying to look up at her but he couldn't. Hyunjin was trying to determine what made certain kinks disgusting but he wasn't too sure.

"Um...what makes certain kinks disgusting?" He asked timidly.

She smiled that he went out of his way to ask at least one question. 

"Well, it's more complex than that." Oh. Hyunjin wondered what she meant by that. As he fidgeted with his hands trying to distract himself from the sheer embarrassment.

"Kinks can be determined from something simple that someone enjoys and brings relaxation or it can be something that was conditioned." 

"In the Kink world, we don't consider any kink disgusting. If anyone tells you they're uncomfortable, it's just a matter of finding the right person who would be comfortable and willing to explore that kink with you." She assured Hyunjin hoping that he would feel a bit more at ease.

Did that mean that Hyunjin wasn't disgusting for having such embarrassing kinks? Did that mean he was just trying to convince himself that he was a dominant guy? 

"Hyunjin, can you tell me something that you find disgusting?" 

Once again, he remained quiet and couldn't bring himself to say that he liked it when strong women degraded him. How he relished being punished after acting out like a complete brat, how he liked to push their buttons to see how far someone would go to make him whine and moan like a needy slut. How he had a love/hate relationship with the fact that he loved being on the verge of tears as he was edged and how he loved being overstimulated.

"Hyunjin." She snaps him out of his embarrassing thoughts.

"If you don't tell me. I can't help you out." 

She was right but the thing about this unreal situation was that he didn't understand how she could be so comfortable talking about such a taboo topic. 

What was it? What led her to this current position?

He turns his neck slightly looking at her and taking in her soft facial features. "Can I ask you something?" She stared at him in shock and replied with a simple, "Yes, go ahead."

The only way for him to feel comfortable talking about anything kink-related was for him to at least get to know her a bit. Which she had nothing against, if it were a client she wouldn't reveal much about herself. She needed to be careful in this business. “How did you end up here?” Hyunjin was genuinely curious about what she would say.

"Let's just say I have experience and I've been wanting to open this business for a while now. I wanted people new to the kink world to feel comfortable and so here I am and here it is standing." 

So she had more experience than he did and that made him feel smaller than he already did, he felt stupid for not being open with her and so before he even realized he could feel tears streaming down his face. She looked at him speechless at what had transpired and felt bad for him, "Oh, Hyunjin." she said in a soft empathetic tone.

Not even saying his name twice would get him to look at her and so she gently grabbed his wrists and pushed them down so she could look at his face. His hands were now resting on his thighs and hers were touching the warm skin on his cheek. 

"What's wrong?" She looked at his face and it was the first time during this interaction that she noticed how strong yet delicate his features were. His jawline was sharp enough to make any woman swoon over him but it blended well with the rest of his face, his cheeks were just slightly round enough to fit his appearance. 

"Y-you probably think I'm stupid for crying over how much experience you have and I don't." He admitted as hung his head low in shame.

"Hey, no that's not true. I never would, Why would you think that?" She asked, wiping the tears away with her thumb.

Why was she being so kind and understanding? 

"You wouldn't believe the number of people I've come across that are either embarrassed about their sexual preferences or completely new to this world. Believe me, when I say that I was once in your position. I was new and I didn't know what to do with all the information given to me."

She was trying to make him as comfortable as possible with the current situation at hand. He looked at her soft yet empathetic expression. “How about I give you a tour of the place and if you're curious, just let me know so I can clear up what happens here?”

 He nodded in response and after that, she got up, headed toward the black curtain, pushed it back, and extended her hand out.

He remained on the loveseat staring at her waiting patiently for him and couldn't help but stare at her slender hand. Observing how she had her nails done, a coffin style and a black matte coat to top it off. 

Everything about her seemed so intimidating yet so warming.

He stood up and finally took her hand and led him back to the entrance where the front desk was. As soon as she let go of his hand the warm embrace that once enveloped him quickly dissipated; he felt the anxiety and fear from the pit of his stomach and he hated every second of it. 

“Are you ready?” He nodded unsurely hoping that she wouldn’t catch on.

“The area that we’re standing in is the front desk which will require a membership to make it past this area. Once we open I'll have security right where you're standing, that way I won't have anyone slipping up past the front desk if they don't belong here."

The entry was made to look as normal as possible to outsiders. The walls were simple with white and black tiles for the flooring and a few chairs that decorated the waiting room. It made this area seem modern while keeping the rest of the building discreet from the public eye. The actual entry to the club seemed to be blocked by red curtains with a rope as the barricade, even though it was placed there the rope was pinned back to the pole and his curiosity was getting the best of him. 

He was itching to know what was behind those curtains.

She looked over at him and saw that his eyes were gleaming with pure curiosity. How cute, she thought and placed her hand on his shoulder, "Would you like to enter and see for yourself?", he looked over at her and wasn't sure about what to say.

"Uh..y-yeah."  

she extended her hand for him and he grabbed it reluctantly but still let her lead the way. The curtain that blocked the view had more red velvet curtains that decorated the hallway, he was amazed at the vibrant color and the hallway. 

He sure wasn't expecting this behind that curtain.

It seemed like a never-ending corridor but at last, they were standing by the entrance of the club. He noticed that there was a bar as well as some black and red tufted sofas that decorated the club, In front of those sofas there was a stage not too big but not small, and before he even asked his eyes drifted to what seemed a weirdly looking piece of furniture.

What was it? A bench? It kind of looked like a weird picnic table but it was too small and narrow to even be considered that. She noticed him staring in confusion and curiosity, he looked back at her, and before he could even say anything she smiled at him, “So you found the horse.” Her heels clicked and echoed through the empty room as she walked towards the furniture in front of the sofas and the stage itself. “A horse?” Hyunjin questioned, oddly confused.

“That my dear is what the furniture is called. A spanking horse to be exact, it’s precisely placed between the stage and the sofa for humiliation scenes for seasoned submissives and doms/dommes. As well for gatherings this space is mostly for humiliation scenes and entertainment in both the sexual and non-sexual aspects." Hyunjin didn't respond because he was still confused. He had heard of the humiliation kink from his quick research but was still new in every aspect how was the horse even used? It looked so uncomfortable. 

"Would you like to see how it's used?" Hyunjin seemed to be unsure but curiosity got the best of him. "If you don't want to that's okay, I don't want you to think I'm forcing you." Hyunjin took a couple of steps toward the furniture observing it. "Is that a yes?" She asked trying to make sure he was comfortable. "Yes." He clarified.

"Let me help you." He stood unsure of how to get on the furniture before she guided his body towards it, kneeling in front of the padded leg and armrests. "That's how you get on and get off it is pretty easy the other thing is that sometimes people are restrained but I'm not going to do that." Hyunjin heard the echo of her heels walking walking off before coming back and standing in front of him. Hyunjin's eyes were fixated on her soft yet smooth legs, he lifted his neck looking up at her and his eyes widened at the long tool she held in her hands. "This is a crop." She smiled at him. "And this is for impact play, which can also include spanking," She said as she demonstrated against the palm of her hand making a loud crisp sound at the impact.

Hyunjin's eyes widen getting turned on by the sound. It didn't help that he was still bent over feeling the friction as his dick was pressed against the furniture making the feeling slightly worse than before, he tried his best to distract himself hoping that by the time he'd got up that he would no longer be turned on, "But I'm not going to do that to you, this is but a demonstration." She said interrupting his racing thoughts. "Would you like some help?" offering her hand out to hold onto as he tried to not fall over and lose his balance in the process. Hyunjin stood up making sure his back faced her to check if he was pitching an embarrassing tent, he silently sighed in relief turning around. "Should we continue?" "Uh..yes." God, why was he so awkward?

Hyunjin followed her, passing the bar and entering a new area. There was a hallway, four separate rooms, and one door at the end of the hallway that said “Personnel Only”, She stopped and Hyunjin was halted in his tracks before bumping into her. “This is the part where I make sure I have your consent to enter one of these rooms. The reason why I say this it’s because I don’t want you to think you're doing this against your will, even if it means I'm just giving you a tour of how my business works. I would like to make sure you’re comfortable and if you’re not you can always let me know, Please don’t hesitate. I will respect your decision.”

She told him as he stared at her in curiosity what did she mean by consent? He knew what consent meant but to enter a room? He wasn’t sure what to think so he just told her ‘yes’ and they walked towards a room. Upon entering it Hyunjins' brain short-circuited. The room had a red-theme with a dash of black and white accents on the bed and some furniture, The bed looked pretty normal but comparing it to the rest of the room it was the opposite. “This is one of the BDSM dungeons that will be used for scheduled sessions.” Dungeon? BDSM? Hyunjin looked completely lost until a wall rack with various tools that seemed more like accents got him out of his head. “Would you like me to enlighten you?”

Hyunjin's eyes glanced back at her only to respond with a nod. She smiled at him, it was so endearing how innocent he seemed and while he did know somewhat of kinks he probably wasn’t aware of the entire BDSM aspect. “Let me start by saying that this is one of our more tame rooms. I purposely brought you considering how you seem pretty new to all of this, I also don’t want to scare you away. So, what you’re seeing here doesn’t compare to our remaining three dungeons. I’d like to consider this a kink beginner-friendly dungeon for clients, Maybe in the future you’ll see the other rooms but that’ll be for another day.” Oh. It all made sense now but if this was a more tame room what do the other rooms look like?

You Should Know Better - After a full day of being nothing but good for you, you think it’s time for Hyunjin’s well-deserved reward. Until he decides to ruin it, that is.

Stand Down - Hyunjin thought he was sneaky, ready to take you down just as planned. If only he knew what you really had in store for him... This fic was so creative! I loved the theme of it, as well as the sudden plot twist at the end.

sweet spot - It doesn’t matter how much teasing you’ll put Jisung through, he’ll always be your good boy until the end.

Exchange - All it takes is one misplaced gift and an over-sharing Minho, and Jisung’s dream finally becomes reality. I absolutely adore this fic, I can’t praise it enough. If you haven’t read it yet, you need to go and check it out.

NCT

Desperate - When Kun told you there was a surprise waiting for you at home, you expected a lot of things. A home-cooked dinner, or maybe a big cuddle session? Anything except what was actually waiting for you. Not that you were complaining, of course. Quite the opposite, really.

His Punishment - After misbehaving while you were gone, you make sure Taeyong doesn’t forget your rules next time.

your sweet song - After a while of Yuta being the dominant one in your relationship, you decide it’s finally time for a bit of a change.

Mine - With each sarcastic remark Doyoung threw your way, you could feel the tension in your body rising. After acting up the whole day, you knew it was time to put him back in his place. But little did you know, that was exactly what Doyoung wanted.

Untitled - After ages of non-committal flirting, Jaehyun finally asks you, his assistant, to be his plus one to the gala he’s attending. And although neither of you says anything at first, you both know this will be much more than just a gala event for the two of you.

Play With Me - Despite Jungwoo trying his best to stay still for you and be good, he can’t. Not until you help him, at least.

Please - After Hendery asks you to be rougher with him in bed, you make sure to deliver.

Reflection - After Haechan tries to rile you up at the club, you give him exactly what he wants. This one is written with a male!reader in mind, but it can be easily read as f!reader with a strap-on as well)

"Excuse me? When did I become part of the equation?" you gasp. 

They both look at you. It makes you swallow, the sexual tension is almost too much. It could be fun, like really fun.

"Okay yeah I am part of the equation. Winner gets to fuck me from behind", you give in. 

Taehyung smirks victoriously, Jungkook swallows hungrily. 

"So? Do we have a deal Jeon Jungkook?" Taehyung challenges. 

Jungkook studies the other mans features for a moment, outlining the inside of his cheeks with his tongue. He is tapping his fingers on the table quickly, left leg bouncing up and down under the table. 

"Fine", he finally gives in, "we have a deal”, he says, shaking Taehyung’s hand.

Taehyung grins in victory, you felt your stomach tingle in excitement. 

"Neat. Tomorrow night I'll make you beg for me and then fuck ___ from behind", he says, clapping into his hands. 

"Tomorrow?" Jungkook gasps, "why tomorrow?" 

"Why not? Do you have a problem with that? You can of course beg me to fuck you tonight if that's what you want." 

Jungkook blinks in surprise and even you, who has had the honour of witnessing dominant Taehyung before, are surprised by how well he plays the role. 

"I know what you're doing here and it will not work", Jungkook says, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "tomorrow night it is."

Taehyung smirks, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms as well. 

"Neat, it's decided then."

Tomorrow night comes awfully slow for your taste. You were lucky however, poor Kook not so much. He had been on edge the entire day. Taehyung made it his goal to make Jungkook’s life a living misery of sexual frustration. It started when he kissed his neck purple at breakfast. Jungkook had tried his hardest not to let his eyes flutter closed, but when Taehyung decided to slip a hand inside his pants while doing the dishes he broke that promise. Just a second later and he was panting with his face buried in your shoulder blade and his arms around your middle for support while Taehyung jerked him off fast and rough. Taehyung of course pulled off of him right before Jungkook could climax, excusing himself by saying that he needed to take a shower. 

"Baby come on, please finish me off. Now that he's gone, he'll never know", Jungkook had begged you but you had slowly found entertainment in this game. 

"Sorry I can’t. We made a bet didn’t we?" 

"Baby please", Jungkook tried with weak knees, but you had already made up your mind. 

"Nope, not happening", you dismissed him, "I know that you'll do great baby." 

And with that you continued washing the dishes without a care in the world. 

The game continued when Taehyung decided to make Jungkook’s cock his afternoon snack. He hadn’t come out of the guestroom after lunch and then while you and Jungkook were in the middle of playing Mario Kart he came out of his room and dropped to his knees in front of Jungkook. 

The latter of course tried to protest to keep his dignity, but soon ended up raising his hips for Taehyung to pull his sweats down. All it took for Taehyung was kissing Jungkook’s sensitive stomach until bruises covered his skin. The blowjob was breathtaking to watch, not that you could stare a lot, given how Taehyung told Jungkook to keep playing the game. He won him over with a weak promise of letting him cum if he won against you. 

So Jungkook continued playing Mario Kart, cursing under his breath every so often and fighting against his urges to close his eyes. Jungkook won the game, you have no idea how he managed to win given how fucked he looked after twenty minutes of complete torture, but he won. 

The moment that little 1 was blinking on the screen, Jungkook dropped the controller and threw his head back, body collapsing into the pillows. He was so ready to climax, but soon had to find out that Taehyung’s promise was nothing but lies. 

"Seriously hyung don’t-" he stopped himself before he could continue begging, biting down on his lower lip. 

"What is it Kook? Want me to continue?" Taehyung taunted, licking over his lips. 

"No, I’m fine. Don’t worry about it", Jungkook dismissed him, even though his cock was literally twitching in the need to release. 

Taehyung got to his feet and left after that, chuckling darkly. 

Jungkook tried to get you to suck him off, promising you two hours of oral in return, but you denied with a teasing smirk. 

The game finally found its peak when the three of you were in your and Jungkook’s bedroom, three hours after the blowjob. Jungkook never really recovered from it, fidgeting nervously for the rest of the day. 

"So, what do you wanna do now?" Jungkook asks, looking at Taehyung. 

"Now, I want you to undress", Taehyung answers him. 

"Wait before we do that. I have a few rules", Jungkook says. 

"Of course, state them." 

"Red is my safe word, my safety gesture is hitting the nearest surface three times and also I don’t wanna do anything involving feet or human feces, that stuff's not my taste." 

"Okay I understand", Taehyung says and nods his head, "I haven’t planned anything of that sort anyways." 

"Cool", Jungkook says, "then Imma go undress."

You and Taehyung are watching him the entire time. You had made yourself comfortable on the bed, waiting for Taehyung’s instructions as he asked you to be his assistant for tonight. You said yes in an instant.  

Jungkook’s sweats join his jumper on the floor. Next his socks come off. He struggles with keeping his balance on his left leg, but manages not to fall. 

"So, what's next?" he asks, once straightened up again. 

Taehyung scoffs. 

"You think you're finished? I said undress." 

Jungkook eyes his briefs, "fine", he gives in sulkingly. 

"Delicious", you say, letting your eyes travel over his naked form. 

"Agreed", Taehyung says grinning devilishly. 

Jungkook straightens up, resting his hands on his hips. His tattoos look amazing in the shine of your fairy lights. 

"I'm naked. What do you wanna do next?"

"Go to the bed." 

Jungkook follows, already crawling on top of it before Taehyung stops him. 

"Nuh-uh", he pulls him back with his hands on his hips, "I want you right here at the end of the bed."

"Okay?" Jungkook cocks an eyebrow up in question. He is turned to the bed, back facing the rest of the room. Like this you have the perfect view of him and he in return has the perfect view of you. 

"Hey sexy", you greet him. 

"Hey beautiful", he says, smirking lazily. 

Taehyung looks at you then, calling your name. 

"Yeah?" you shift your gaze to Taehyung.

"Do you know how to tie knots?" he asks. 

"Tie knots?" you exchange a look with Jungkook, "yeah I do. Why?" 

He throws a bundle of black, silk ropes at you, holding another bundle himself. 

"I want to tie him to the bedposts", he explains and you could watch Jungkook’s cock harden just slightly at the mention of it.

"That's alright Kook?" Taehyung makes sure and Jungkook nods his head. 

"Yeah it's okay." 

With Jungkook’s consent, you and Taehyung make yourselves busy. First you tighten the rope on the upper most nub on your bedpost. Buying a canopy bed never came in more handy than right now. Once you and him made sure that the knot wouldn’t slip away or open, you make it your goal to secure Jungkook’s arms. A single column knot, wrapping around his wrists and forming a beautiful braiding pattern on the back of his hands. You taught Taehyung the knot. Jungkook was writhing the entire time, breathing speeding more and more up the less he could move around. 

"Are you comfortable?" Taehyung asks, dragging his fingers down Jungkook’s toned arms. 

"Yeah, it's comfortable", Jungkook says, wiggling for a little, "the tightness is just right." 

"Good", Taehyung says, stepping closer. 

He places his hands on Jungkook’s waist and squeezes gently. Another step closer, Taehyung places kisses on Jungkook’s shoulder blade, eliciting sighs from him.

"I know we made a bet, but you can stop anytime. Your comfort is more important than a bet", he says softly. 

"Yeah I know", Jungkook nods his head. 

"Alright, then I will start now. Is that alright?"

"Yes, you can start." 

"Great", Taehyung’s voice changed, sounding deeper than before. 

His hands travel down to Jungkook’s hips. 

"You know I did some shopping before coming here. I knew you wouldn’t be able to say no to my request, given how competitive you are. So I came prepared", he explains, wrapping his long fingers around Jungkook’s dick.

"Yeah? What you b-bought?" Jungkook taunts, finding it hard to talk when Taehyung starts jerking him off lazily to get him hard.

"I know how much you like pain", Taehyung rasps against Jungkook’s neck, twisting the hand on the laters hardening cock, "and pushing your limits", he adds with a tight squeeze around Jungkook’s cockhead. 

Jungkook groans, lower lip caught between his teeth. 

"So I got a few things. You can keep them afterwards if you want. I'm sure ___ would love to test them out as well", he rasps, locking eyes with you, "come over here and take over. I need to get them." 

"Yeah, sure. Hot damn", you say, crawling over the bed to get to Jungkook. 

He looks down at you, pupils blown out in arousal. You place your hands on his hips, making him jerk into your touch. 

"Great, I’m off", Taehyung lets go off Jungkook’s cock. The later grunts only to gasp a second later when you wrap your fingers around him. 

"The no begging rule counts for ___ too. Don’t try anything stupid Kook", Taehyung calls over his shoulder before the bedroom door falls closed behind him. 

"Is he gone? I can’t see?" Jungkook asks, craning his neck to try and get a good look at the door. 

"Yeah he's gone. Eyes on me Kook", you say, squeezing his tip. 

Jungkook groans, eyes falling on you. 

"Fuck baby that feels so good. No joke the fucking edging got me so sensitive", he groans, wiggling in the ropes.

"Yeah? You regret making this bet?" you coo, cupping his balls in your other hand to roll them in your fingers. 

Jungkook’s cock is so hard by now, veins pulsating under your fingertips. 

"N-no", he grunts, "I wanna win, no matter w-what." 

"Of course you do", you say and straighten up on the bed so you are on your knees.

Like this you are in perfect lip height with his collarbones. 

"Wanna kiss you", he croaks, staring at your lips. 

"Didn’t that count as begging?" you taunt, making him chase your lips with every spoken word. 

"No I just, j-just voiced my needs", he stutters, bucking his hips into your hand repeatedly. 

"Well what if I don’t wanna give in?" you rasp, spreading his precum all over his tip with your thumb. His cockhead is so hot under your finger, every touch to it makes him twitch needily. 

"Baby-" he cuts himself off and groans, "-fuck you're just as mean as Tae."

You chuckle, speeding up your hand as a weak apology. Jungkook curses under his breath, knees buckling for a moment. He rests his forehead against yours, minty breath tickling your skin. 

"You're gonna make me cum", he mewls. 

"What do you think Taehyung bought us?" you ignore him, squeezing his balls tightly.

"I'm gonna cum", Jungkook did not hear what you just asked him, eyes squeezed shut and body quaking. 

You stop at the base of his cock, squeezing hard to stop his climax. He whines, head falling to the front. Like this his hair is tickling your nose like crazy. 

"I asked you a question", you growl and poor Kookie is left whimpering in desperation. 

"A, a question?" he croaks, still trying to catch his breath from getting his orgasm denied a third time. He raises his head, eyes barely open as he looks at you. 

Not that he ever catches it, just a second later and you are jerking him off again, dark eyes locked on his face. It forces pitiful moans out of him. 

"I asked you what you think Taehyung got us", you say, jerking off just his tip. 

It makes him moan the sweetest. 

"Don't know", he chokes out before he has to moan again. 

He is pulsating in your hand, tip even hotter than before. He wasn’t lying, all that edging throughout the day really got him sensitive. His hips are twitching like crazy, his face is scrunched up and his chest is heaving up and down quickly. 

"That's not good enough. I need a better answer", you challenge, tugging at his balls gently. 

"Fuck", he gasps, legs parting, "oh god ___, again." 

"Was that a beg?" you growl and give him one harsh tug on his balls as punishment. 

"N-no", he whimpers, "don't tell him please."

"Aha! That was a beg!" you exclaim happily. 

Jungkook forces his eyes open. They are so terribly glassy, filled with desperation. 

"Sweetheart please", he whispers. 

"Fine you'll get another chance", you give in, "but only because I wanna know what he has planned for you." 

You begin jerking off his entire length afterwards, forcing a guttural moan out of him. Precum is dripping out of him and on the mattress. He is close again, his body is twitching in the exact way it always does when he is close. 

"Baby fuck", he croaks, pulling at the ropes, "fuck I wanna c-cum so bad."

"Beg me", you challenge, rubbing circles on his slit. His biggest weakness and most sensitive spot on his cock. It forces a loud and desperate moan out of him. He wants to orgasm so bad, but your fingers around his base hinder him from it. 

"Go on beg me", you taunt, "beg me and I'll let go." 

"No", he chokes out. 

"No?" you feign surprise, "oh how sad. I would have loved to make you cum Kookie", you sigh, letting go of his cock. 

"Fucking shit, oh fucking fuck. Urgh", Jungkook growls, entire body fighting against the ropes. He must be in so much agony, his poor cock is weeping in desperation. 

"Does it hurt Koo?" you taunt, massaging his hips. 

"Y-yeah", he whines, "I just wanna cum."

"Beg me." 

"Fuck, don’t t-tempt me." 

"It's easy", you say and place your finger on his swollen cock. You drag it down, basking in the way he is twitching, "just say please and I'll make you cum. Taehyung doesn’t need to know."

"I-I’m okay", he croaks, even though his hips are chasing your touch. 

"I'm impressed, her promise would have broken me", Taehyung says. 

Jungkook has straightened up in an instant, brows furrowed in concentration. You of course knew that Taehyung was in the room for the past twenty seconds, hence you made all those promises in the first place. You must say, you were impressed with Jungkook’s desire to win as well. 

"Did you edge him?" Taehyung asks, carrying a bag as he walks back to the bed. 

"I did, twice", you say.

"Twice? Goddamn Kookie you really want to win, don’t you?" Taehyung gasps before he chuckles. 

"Yeah", Jungkook says with conviction. 

Taehyung places the bag down on the bed so both you and Jungkook could look at it. He studies him for a moment before chuckling. 

"You look fucked, you sure you don’t want to cum?" he asks. 

Jungkook shakes his head, clenching his jaw. 

"Alright if you say so", Taehyung says, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. 

He turns his attention to the bag afterwards, opening it slowly. 

"What did you buy us?" you ask him, shimmying closer.

"I hope it suits your taste", he begins and pulls out the first toy. 

"A chain?" Jungkook asks, "why?"

"Oh sweet Kook, those aren’t just chains. You see that little weight at the end of them?" 

Jungkook nods. 

"It's for giving your nipples a nice tug", he explains, "and those clamps? They go on your nipples. Don’t worry I made sure they're compatible with your piercings." 

"Hot damn Tae", you gasp.

Jungkook is mesmerised by the clamps, clasping the rope tightly. His body draws closer, nipples hardening in anticipation. 

"Want me to put them on?" 

"Yes", Jungkook rasps, eyeing them hungrily. 

"Soon, first I have to show you the rest." 

Jungkook opens his mouth to protest and beg for them right now, but closes it quickly enough. 

"No? No begs?" Taehyung taunts, tilting his head to the side. 

"Nope, I was just….taking a breath." 

"Ah I see", Taehyung smirks, turning back to the bag, "I also got those. A leather flogger and this vibrator." 

"Shit", Jungkook curses under his breath, pulling at the ropes, "are you gonna use them on me?" 

"Yes, of course I will. That's why I bought them."

"Fuck hyung." 

"You down?"

"Yes, so down. I- fuck-", he tugs at the ropes, licking over his lips, "-I always wanted to try them." 

"That's hot Kook. If I knew I would have gotten them sooner", you say, reaching out to play with his cock lazily. 

His initial gasp turns into a moan soon enough, his stomach flexing. You have him pulsating in your fingers in seconds. 

"You like how she touches you?" Taehyung asks, watching how Jungkook’s eyes fall closed in bliss. 

"Y-yeah", he chokes out. 

"Keep the pace going ___ I'll take care of his nipples", Taehyung tells you and it makes Jungkook curse under his breath. 

"I will", you assure him, continuing your rolls on Jungkook’s frenulum, "and Taehyung?"

"Yes?" 

"Suck them, he loves that." 

Jungkook whimpers, forehead creasing.

"You fucking demon. Why’d you tell him t-that?", he chokes out, holding his breath to ready himself for the sensations. He needs all his power of will for it. If there is one spot on Jungkook’s body which was even more sensitive than his cock it was his nipples. 

Taehyung wraps his lips around them, forcing a yelled moan out of Jungkook. 

"Taehyung, oh fuck Taehyung!" his voice is pitched, his back arching. 

He is twitching in your hand, you know that every new touch would have sent him over the edge in an instant. So you decide on squeezing his base instead, almost forcing a please out of his lips. Jungkook stops himself by whimpering your name instead. 

Taehyung had already reached his other nipple by now, sucking on it vigorously. He is without doubt a man on a mission, listening to those sucks makes even your nipples tingle. 

Jungkook’s voice is lost, mouth agape in a silent moan and brows furrowed. 

"You're gonna make him cum Tae", you say, tapping his shoulder. 

Jungkook sobs just once. He is so mad. Why would you tell him that? He just wants to cum and you ruined it again. 

Taehyung pulls off of him, forcing a second sob out of him. 

"How fucking sensitive are your nipples?" he taunts, flicking his thumbs over them, “you can climax just from getting them sucked?” he says in an amused chuckle. 

"Dude fuck you", Jungkook hisses, dark hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. 

"Oh? Ohohoho", Taehyung laughs, "feisty. Are you already giving up Kook?" 

"You know that I ain't", Jungkook spits back, "you think a little nipple sucking will get me to break?" 

Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, pinching Jungkook’s nipples in challenge. 

"Ah, fuck", Jungkook moans in an instant, clenching his jaw afterwards once he realises how easily he gave in. 

"Knew it", Taehyung says and looks at you, "hand me the clamps", he looks back at Jungkook, "you want to try with or without the weight first?" 

"Without, they’re so sensitive", Jungkook says, eyeing them hungrily. 

"___ could you-" 

"Already on it", you say, removing the weight, "there you go", you hand Taehyung the clamps once you're finished. 

"You ready?" 

"Yeah, put them on", Jungkook is panting, gawking down at his chest. 

Taehyung clamps them on Jungkook swollen nipples, watching his face for a reaction. He mewls, voice coming out shakily. 

"Feels good." 

Taehyung tugs softly, eliciting a groan from Jungkook.

"Hyung…" 

"Here comes the tug", he warns and then he lets go of Jungkook’s nipples. 

"Holy fuck. Fuck! Hngngn", Jungkook exclaims, throwing his head back. His arms are flexing, his feet losing balance for the briefest of moments. 

"You like it?" 

"Yes!" Jungkook yelps, "fuck it feels so good!" 

Taehyung dances his hands down Jungkook’s bruised stomach. 

"Want to cum?" 

"Yes", Jungkook didn’t even realise how easily he confessed, lost in pleasure. 

"Say it. It's just one word. Say it", Taehyung taunts, rolling Jungkook’s swollen balls in his big hand. 

A sob leaves Jungkook, his forehead creasing in desperation. 

"N-no", he croaks, squeezing his eyes shut. 

"Alright then, I tried", Taehyung says nonchalantly, letting go of Jungkook’s balls. 

"Hyung…" Jungkook sobs. 

Taehyung had circled him by now, dragging the flogger up the inside of his thigh. Jungkook opens his legs at the sensation, sobs turning into choked out gasps. One soft slap right under his cock, not enough to hurt but enough to draw his bodys attention to the area. Jungkook curses quietly, eyelids fluttering. He has decided to concentrate on your face, dark eyes glued to your blown-out eyes. Fuck, it taunts him, how into this you are. You are biting your lip without even noticing that you do, your chest is stretching your bralette from all the heavy breaths you are taking.

Jungkook flinches. Taehyung just placed his other hand on his waist.

"Can you count to ten Kookie?" he rasps, voice filled with feigned distaste. 

Jungkook grinds with his teeth, "you know that I can", he spits.

"Just making sure, given how fucked you look. You never know how liquid your brain already is", Taehyung teases, finding amusement in the way Jungkook flinches when he slaps his other inner thigh softly. 

"Fuck you", Jungkook chokes out. 

"Rude", Taehyung says, connecting the flogger with Jungkook’s right ass cheek hard. 

Jungkook whimpers, eyes threatening to close. His entire body shuddered at the sensation, it was marvelous to watch. 

"That was for your terrible manners", another hard flog on his other cheek, "and that was for back talking." 

"T-that's the same thing", Jungkook forces out. 

Another slap, forcing his lips apart and making his eyes widen. 

"Didn’t I just say I don’t want you talking back?" Taehyung hisses, rubbing the flogger up and down Jungkook’s perky butt. 

"Sorry", Jungkook whispers. 

"That's better", Taehyung smirks, "now let's begin. Count." 

Jungkook takes a deep breath, forcing his eyes to focus on yours again. 

"One", he says. 

The slap echoes through the room. Jungkook merely scrunched his nose up. 

"Two." 

They are definitely softer than the ones before. Taehyung knows what he is doing. Jungkook wants his spanks to sting and these right here definitely don’t. Taehyung wants him to beg for it. 

"Three", but Jungkook is hellbound on winning. He won’t beg. Never.

Slap. His lips parted in a short gasp, his biceps flexing. 

"Four." 

A pause. Then a slap, it surprised Jungkook, who ends up cursing under his breath. 

"Keep counting", Taehyung orders, rubbing the flogger down between his legs. 

You watch how Jungkook’s cock twitches when Taehyung drags the flogger over his balls. 

"Five", he presses out, grinding his teeth. 

"Good", the slap lands right on top of his left buttocks, "very good. Continue." 

Jungkook takes a shaky breath, eye contact faltering. 

"Six", he whispers. 

Slap! Even you gasped. Jungkook flinches, yelping up in surprise. That spank stung without a doubt.

"S-seven." 

Slap! Even harder than before. Jungkook feels breathless, twisting the ropes. His cock is leaking, his knees are buckling. 

"Don't stop now", Taehyung orders, "only three more to go."

"Ha, ah", Jungkook swallows, "eight."

The sound of the spank bounces off the walls, forcing Jungkook to throw his head back. 

"Fuck! Nine!" he yelps. 

Taehyung waits, sneaking a cocky glance your way. He smirks when he locks eyes with you, making you swallow. 

Slap! Jungkook sobs, stumbling as he loses balance. Taehyung pulls him right up again, nails digging into his hip. 

"Go on Kook, don’t give up now. Only one more to go", he growls, "count."

Jungkook grunts and swallows heavily, letting his head bounce to the front. 

"T-te…" he whimpers, "ten."

The last one is the hardest, forcing Jungkook to the front and making the bedposts croak as he pulls at the ropes in desperation. His face is scrunched up, his toned chest is wearing a burgundy glow to it, his cock is twitching uncontrollably. 

“Hyung, oh fuck, hyung”, he whimpers, voice pitched and breathy. 

"You're doing okay?" Taehyung makes sure, handing you the flogger to reach between Jungkook’s legs from behind instead. 

"Y-yeah", Jungkook squeaks, not knowing if he wants to keep his mouth open or not. 

"Holy shit your balls are literal stones", Taehyung chuckles, "that flogging got you good, didn’t it?" 

"Mhm", is all Jungkook brings out before he has to moan desperately. 

"Of course it did. You’re such a fucking slut for pain", Taehyung taunts, squeezing down on his balls. 

"Hyung", Jungkook sobs. He is dripping sweat by now, body so sensitive it is shivering with every touch. You know that his ass must be pulsating in the aftermaths of pain. Your eyes land on Taehyung’s hand working Jungkook’s balls. He'll bruise them if he continues squeezing them like this. Jungkook sobs in bliss, grunting afterwards. Poor Kookie, his competitiveness is going to be his downfall.

"___!" Taehyung calls loudly.

"Yes!" you exclaim, raising your head quickly. 

"I asked you to use the vibrator on him." 

"Oh? S-sure, sorry I got distracted by Kook", you mumble, taking the purple vibrator and turning it on. 

It hums quietly, tickling the tips of your fingers slightly.

You shimmy closer, sitting down on the soles of your feet. 

"How are you doing sweetheart? Need a break?" you make sure, caressing Jungkook’s hip softly. 

"No", he shakes his head vigorously, "feels so good, don’t wanna stop."

"Alright." 

You lock eyes with Taehyung, who had stopped massaging Jungkook’s balls for the time being. 

"What should I do?" 

"Break him", he rasps, voice deep and sultry. 

"Fuck Tae", you gasp, "okay damn."

Jungkook whimpers at the first contact, cock twitching. The vibration isn’t strong, but his cock is sensitive enough to feel it three times stronger. You watch his face as you rub the vibrator up and down his length. He looks like pleasure personified. Eyes slightly open, mouth agape in silent moans and long hair sticking to his face.

"You look so fucking sexy like this baby", you rasp, drawing circles on his tip. 

"Baby", Jungkook squeaks in a high-pitched voice, bucking his hips into the vibrator. 

"Keep it there ___", Taehyung orders you, squeezing Jungkook’s balls again, "for three….two….one." 

You pull away, eliciting a desperate whine from Jungkook. He was so close, now floating on a cloud of agonizing pain. 

You place the vibrator at the base of Jungkook’s cock, right on his thick vein at the underside. 

Jungkook throws his head back, almost head butting Taehyung in the process had the latter not moved his head out of the way soon enough. 

"Wanna cum Kookie?" he taunts, grinding the heel of his hand down on Jungkook’s balls. 

"I-I’m f-fine", Jungkook chokes out, voice barely there.

"Give him more ___", Taehyung orders, tugging roughly.

Up his vein you drag the vibrator, stopping when you reached his frenulum. You draw figures of eight on it, watching the spurts of precum that drip down on the mattress. 

Jungkook is whimpering, toned thighs shaking uncontrollably. 

"Go on Kook, beg me. I’ll gladly let you cum. Just beg me" Taehyung growls. 

"No!" Jungkook exclaims, forcing anger on Taehyung’s features. 

"Take it away ___." 

You pull away. Jungkook pulls at the ropes, mewling sadly. 

"Say it Kook. Say it and I'll make her return the feeling." 

Jungkook shakes his head, "wanna win."

"You wanna win?" Taehyung laughs, "do it again ___." 

You place the vibrator on the base of Jungkook’s cock and start rubbing it up and down his length. He is flinching and whining with every touch. 

"Why do you wanna win so bad? Hm Kook? We both know you wouldn’t even last a second inside of her. Your cock's far too sensitive for that", Taehyung taunts, tugging at Jungkook’s balls roughly.  

Jungkook stays quiet. He had wanted to tell you that he is close, but decided that maybe if he stays quiet you guys wouldn’t notice and he could climax. But of course Taehyung noticed. 

"Stop it." 

And so you pull away. 

"Urgh!" Jungkook full on yells, chasing the feeling desperately. The bed croaks, fighting against Jungkook’s forceful tugging. 

Even Taehyung stopped working his balls, resting his hand on Jungkook’s ass. 

"Say it Kook. Beg me." 

"No! Fuck off!" 

"Again ___!" 

Jungkook screams your name, following it up with an agonizing moan. You are pressing the vibrator to his frenulum, putting the vibrations one level higher. 

"Beg me!" 

Jungkook shakes his head, crying tears. 

"Stop it." 

You pull the vibrator away, stomach filling with pity at the way Jungkook’s body convulses in misery. 

"Just imagine how nice your orgasm would feel like Jungkook. How your balls wouldn’t ache anymore."

"Shut up!" Jungkook barks, shaking his head. 

"Again ___. That stubborn idiot hasn’t learned his lesson yet", Taehyung growls, grabbing Jungkook’s balls again. 

You really thought that this would be his breaking point, but to your surprise the torture continues for exactly twenty three more minutes. 

Jungkook can’t even speak coherently anymore at this point. His face is covered in sweat, tears and snot. His body is shaking. You don’t even know the last time he opened his eyes, let alone swallowed his spit. It is running down his chin, dripping on his heated chest and running down the nipple chains. You have lost count on how often you denied him blissful nirvana. Four times however you almost missed the right moment to pull away, but Taehyung managed to stop Jungkook’s orgasm skillfully each and every time. The last time was the hardest, Jungkook almost dislocated his shoulder from how hard he ripped at the ropes in frustration. 

"Stop", Taehyung growls, squeezing the base of Jungkook’s cock with his fingers. 

You pull away, making Jungkook wail painfully. 

"No more", he sobs. 

"Are you ready to finally beg?" Taehyung taunts, smirking victoriously. 

Jungkook sobs quietly, letting his head fall to the front. 

"Please", he whispers. 

Taehyung laughs in victory. 

"See? It wasn’t even that hard", he says, ruffling Jungkook’s wet hair, "say it again." 

"P-please", Jungkook whimpers, looking broken. 

"Aah that sounds so beautiful from your lips", Taehyung sighs, "again."

"You won, please hyung please don’t do this to me", Jungkook chokes out in tears, "I can't take it anymore. Please."

"That felt good to hear", Taehyung smirks and lets his eyes fall on you, "you can make him cum", he says and wraps his fingers around Jungkook’s balls again. 

You press the vibrator to Jungkook’s tip, rubbing circles on his slit. Jungkook whimpers, moving his head back slowly. Any second now. Taehyung just needed to reach to the front and tug at the chains at the same time as he squeezed his balls and Jungkook was coming undone. 

He is squirting everywhere, squeaking as if his soul was leaving his body and almost ripping the bedpost out. He can’t talk, he can’t breathe, he can’t even sob. This is all he had wanted for the past twenty four hours and holy fuck it brings him close to passing out.

Jungkook collapses once the shakes have stopped, head bouncing to the front and legs slacking. Taehyung caught him in the last moment before Jungkook could hurt his arms. 

You are up on your feet in an instant, opening the knots quickly. Jungkook doesn’t even react when his arms fall down, slacking against Taehyung even more. 

Taehyung grunts, using all his strength to pick Jungkook up bridal style and carry him to the bed. 

He places him down gently, sitting down next to him. You are by his side in an instant, brushing his hair out of his sweaty face. 

Jungkook is barely breathing, eyes closed and lips parted.

"Jungkook are you okay?" you ask worriedly. 

"Ye" is all he brings out before his head rolls to the side. 

"I think we actually broke him", you say, eyes flitting to Taehyung, who is busy taking off the nipple clamps.

"He is exhausted", Taehyung assures you, finger pressed to Jungkook’s neck to check for his pulse, "don't worry his heart's still beating." 

"Well I hope it does. Don’t say it like that", you squeal, cupping Jungkook’s cheek, "baby hey, are you okay?" 

"Yes, just exhausted", he whispers, "hold me please."

You wrap your arms around him in an instant, making him rest his head on your chest. Jungkook purrs quietly, melting close. 

"I'll take care of your scrapes once you've rested. Also you need to drink water, lots of it. Alright?" Taehyung says, drawing soothing circles on Jungkook’s back. 

"Ye", Jungkook answers him. 

Taehyung leans down and kisses Jungkook’s shoulder. 

"I'm impressed by how long you lasted, Kook. You've done really well", he praises and kisses him a second time. 

Jungkook sighs happily, squeezing you. 

"Also I'll take my part of the bet tomorrow morning if that's alright", he adds, eyes flitting to you.

"Jesus, I totally forgot about that", you swallow hungrily, "fuck yeah that's alright." 

"Mhm is okay", Jungkook mumbles, "wanna sleep."

"You can sleep sweetheart. You deserve to rest", you whisper, caressing his ear gently. Jungkook is melting under your touches like a stick of butter in the sun. 

"Yes sleep, you've earned it", Taehyung agrees, giving Jungkook’s bruised butt a soft pat, "I'll go clean everything in the meantime." 

"Is it okay if I hold him instead of helping you?" you ask, watching Taehyung as he hurries through the room. 

"Yep, more than okay", he sends you a smile, "the little man needs some hugs", he says, touching Jungkook’s foot in a teasing nudge. 

he was mostly the only one providing for him and his roommate, juyeon, with juyeon still being in college for his medical degree and chanhee having graduated a year prior.

the two were quite close, both being interested in dance, they met at an idol company audition. although neither had gotten in, they grew close and eventually moved in together.

the two were quite close, both being interested in dance, they met at an idol company audition. although neither had gotten in, they grew close and eventually moved in together.

as chanhee tossed his briefcase onto the sofa, he undid his tie to loosen his neck before he heard noises exuding from the first room. confused yet curious, he approached cautiously.

inching closer, the noises grew much more prominent as he finally identified them. they were moans…?

but who would that be? chanhee found himself thinking, his feet having a mind of their own as they moved closer, and closer, until he could slightly peak into the room from where the sounds had been coming from.

“aah! y/n!” a familiar voice moaned before a slap echoed throughout the room. chanhee’s eyes widened at the scene he had stumbled upon.

juyeon’s moans increased in volume due to the slap as he fucked himself up into your hand.

chanhee played close to the door in a desperate attempt to conceal himself as his bulge erected against the door frame. he found himself unknowingly grinding towards it to relieve himself of the urge he had.

“so cute, baby.” you cooed, a hand carressing juyeon’s face as his hand clung onto your arm. “n-noona, i’m gonna cum soon,” he cried, your hand speeding up as you pumped his dick faster. “please can i cum.” he pleaded, eyes closing as he felt himself melt into the pleasure.

chanhee gulped, why was this so hot? he wondered as his hand found it’s way to his dick, palming and rubbing his clothed cock. he tried his best to conceal his whimpers, biting his lip harshly, almost drawing blood. but when he began rubbing his palm over his tip, it became harder to keep quiet.

“wait juyeonnie.” you replied, your hands making their way to your clit, rubbing and circling it as you moved to straddle juyeon. his pink bulging dick stood upright as you positioned yourself above his cock, sinking down as you let out a huge sigh of pleasure.

juyeon let a giant moan out as he found himself begging. “please, please, please.” he whispered over and over again. “please let me cum, i’ve been such a good boy.” he pleaded, his hips thrusting up into you.

“be patient, baby. and of course you’ve been good.” you praised, rubbing your hands on his toned chest as you leaned into juyeon, your lips connecting with his as you slipped your tongue in, juyeon was moaning and groaning and overall being a mess, all while you bounced on his throbbing cock.

this is all too much for chanhee to take in as he whips out his dick, bringing his fingers up to his lips, slowly sliding them past his plump lips and into his mouth as he began sucking on them.

soon, your sounds begin to grow louder as juyeon whines underneath you, writhing at the pleasure. “y/n, i’m so close.” he muttered, gripping your shirt with his hand. only moments later, did he finally yell the words. “i’m gonna cum, can i cum please?”

you pull him in for a final kiss, the kiss was rough and lust driven with you continuing to bounce on top of him, your bounces becoming sloppy as your legs weakened due to your incoming orgasm. “cum, baby.” a string of curses fell out of juyeon’s drool covered mouth as his eyes screwed shut out of pleasure.

the boy’s relaxed upon releasing his fluids inside of you, as you continue riding him for a split second, before coming as well.

while you and juyeon cuddle on the bed in silence, chanhee’s still stood at the door frame, so close to his peak. the boy continues thrusting up into his hand, pathetically, his eyes shutting close when he feels himself getting close.

upon reaching his climax, chanhee accidentally lets slip a loud moan, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth once he realised what he had just done.

this noise alerted both you and juyeon as you turn around to face the door, you lean to the side to get a closer look. “chanhee?”

the said boy gulps, stepping only slightly to the side to be in better view. “y-yes?” he timidly answers, cursing himself for stuttering, he never stutters.

anything to do with your strength could immediately turn hoseok on. flexing your arms, picking things up with ease, pinning him to a wall, etc. immediately put him in a subby headspace.

it easily affected him and he became putty in your hands when you used your strength, especially on him.

you pushed him against the wall, pinning his hands above his head. his eyes got foggy and he trembled under your fiery gaze.

he made the mistake of talking back when you weren’t having such a good day, and of course immediately paid for it.

you could feel him growing harder against your thigh, and he couldn’t help but moan when you pushed your thigh into his crotch.

“what has you so affected, baby?” you asked. he only whines in response. “is it the fact that i can push you around so easily?” you tease, gripping his wrists tighter to prove your point. “or is it the fact that i can take control over you with literally just a flick of my wrist?” you ask, pressing into him harder.