#switch!namjoon

Sentence Starters-Hyung Line

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

“TICKLING IS TOTALLY CHEHEHEHEATING NOHOHOHOHOHO” Jin cackled, trying to squirm out of his members grips.

The hyung line had spent most of the day playing Just Dance but eventually got too exhausted to continue, therefore they changed to dares.

When Jin’s turn arrived, he was challenged to not laugh and incredibly enough, he was being successful until the other 3 members tackled him and began tickling him.

“There was no rule saying tickling wasn’t allowed hyungie” Hoseok replied with a smile as if he wasn’t wrecking the older by squeezing his sides.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA MEHEHEHEHEHEAN” The older laughed although he couldn’t deny that the sunshine was right.

However, Jin was stubborn, so he quickly scratched Namjoon’s sole, which was close as the leader was sitting on the older’s arms.

“HEHEHEHEHEHEY” Namjoon squeaked and launched himself backwards to get away from the fingers, releasing Jin’s arms on the process.

The elder took advantage of his new freedom and quickly got up, tackling both Hoseok and Namjoon and tickling their ribs.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUHUHUNG WAHAHAHAHAIT”

“GAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE NAHAHAHAHAHA”

“Aww, what’s the matter guys? I’m barely touching you, then both of you must be very ticklish” Jin teased with a smirk.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO DON’T TEHEHEHEHEHEASE”

“I’M SORRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHY HAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUHUCH”

Jin chuckled, satisfied at his new victory.

However, he forgot that there was one more hyung.

Yoongi quietly sneaked behind Jin and traced the older’s back with his nails.

“Tickle tickle hyungie” The rapper teased.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE” Jin threw his head back in laughter as he immediately turned around, soon glaring at Yoongi.

Already prepared for that reaction, Yoongi bolted out of the room, Jin soon running after him.

“YOONGI YOU’RE SO DEAD APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW!” Jin exclaimed as he chased the younger.

“Oh yeah? Come over here and make me hyung” Yoongi smirked as he quickly turned into a corner that led to the hallway where their rooms were, thinking he could trick the older into thinking he was hiding there.

However, he underestimated Jin’s determination and before he knew it, the rapper was tackled to the ground.

“H-Hyung wait” Yoongi tried to plea, a shaky smile on his face.

“Thought you would be free of this? You know better Yoongi” Jin replied as he drilled into the rapper’s hips.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUNG NOHOHO BWAHAHAHAHAHA” Yoongi screeched and tried to escape but Jin had a good grip on him.

“This is your punishment for tickling me, never mess with your only hyung” Jin teased, changing to tickling the rapper’s belly button and pinching his thighs.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA JIN HYUHUHUHUNG IT’S NOT FAHAHAHAHAHAIR” Yoongi loudly cackled, his squirming wasn’t helping.

“Well, we never talked about fairness” Jin shrugged and blew a raspberry on the rapper’s neck while scratching his ribs.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHAHAHAN’T *snort* I’M SORRY *snort* HYUHUHUNG MEHEHEHEHERCY” Yoongi pleaded as he began snorting, a sight that he was reaching his limits.

Jin let him go and got them both up, hearing how Namjoon and Hoseok were having their own tickle fight.

“Let’s go back, we still have a lot to do” Jin suggested, the rapper nodded and they both returned to the living room, eager to continue playing.

Thanks for your request,feel free to ask again.

oooo this is a mood.

teasing and teasing him. so many days of tension building between the two of you. him having to be aware of the others you sleep with. him being jealous, letting it off in the gym, thinking of their faces when he pounds away at the punching bag. he doesn't know why he feels like this. its the same for you. the do we-don't we phase, exhilarating and scary nights spent together. it's exhausting and harder and harder each day to keep your hands off of him.

until you do, getting that rush of power that you missed so bad. finally you get to have control over what you want. having someone like him bend over backwards and beg for you. have him where he'd do anything. anything. for a taste

he wants you so fucking bad it isn't even funny. you've got him on the brink of tears with how hard you're edging him, such a damn tease. equally frustrated being treated like a puppet these days by everyone around him, he just cant take it anymore.

the switch flicks, there’s a fire in his eyes, the fighter in him bursts out, youre pinned down, he fucks you like an animal. it's dirty, he degrades you to pieces, and you love it. he wont stop until he has you screaming.

i love it a lot, thanks anon <3 

Title: Truth or Dare, Noona Chapter: One (1, 2, 3a, 3b, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9) Notes: BTS (ot7)  Words; Characters: 1017 Other formats: AO3 Tags/Warnings: smut, truth or dare, sub!taehyung, sub!jungkook, sub!hoseok, dom!seokjin, dom!yoongi, switch!namjoon, dom!jimin, kinks, little!taehyung, he just likes acting cute, fluff, angst, bdsm, choking, spanking, bjs, rimming, edging, little!jungkook, spit, safewords, messy, shower sex, face slapping, cock slapping, pegging, drinking, bukkake, bruises, cuddles, oppa kink, noona kink

Summary: What's it like to play a game of Truth or Dare with BTS, especially if you happen to be older AND one of their managers?

"Nooona, come ooonn. You have to plaaay with uuuss."  Taehyung and Jimin cutely pouted as they blinked wide eyes at you, having knelt down to show you innumerable forms of aegyo as a persuasion tactic. Something you or anyone lucky enough to witness these mochi-filled humans could hardly resist. "Pleeeeaaase nooonnaaa" the younger of the duo hemmed until he was pulling at the bottom of your dress, hands on your knees, eyes wide willing you to say yes.

"You two are extremely adorable, did you know?" You chimed, removing Taehyung's hands and standing up, bopping each of their noses. "Too cute for this world", you thought at the two younger boys who seemed far too eager at the insistence of this game. "But you two have fun with each other... or whoever." stopping yourself there because you didn't want to think about them doing anything outside of normal performances and practices. Be a good role model and responsible adult figure, you chided, as if they were still kids and not grown men. Were they men?

Tugging you out of your men-vs-??? thoughts, "We want to play with yoouu and you said, just last week that if we were really good and didn't give trouble to the makeup or hair artists that you would give us a prize! So this is our prize because we were really good, weren't we Jiminie?" the younger whined out looking for affirmation from his barely older best friend, who had turned stoic with a steady gaze which made your legs feel a bit like jelly, causing you to sit back down.

"Hyuuung, noona doesn't want to play with us!"  Taehyung flung himself at Jin nearly knocking his hyung over, burying his face in Jin's pink sweatshirt. "And she said she would but now she's taking her word back and she's your manager so make her do it or - or - I'm calling Namjoon-hyung."  His face turned toward yours and you wondered how long he would maintain that pout. The pout that made him seem so gentle and you very weak; something you didn't want to admit as you tried your best to not look at them when they're changing, unless they needed help with something, or be around when they're sweaty and panting after a long dance practice. Or stretching, sometimes in shorts that were too short to wear in public with an easy view depending on the stretch. Not to mention how attractive they all are and how you have often wondered what it must feel like to have years pass and not experiment in the ways most people their ages do. But no, you were hired to do your job and your job didn't involve fantasizing about their sweaty, defined... 

Taehyung ler and namjoon Lee. So the past month has been awkward between taehyung and namjoon. They haven't really talked with each other and their friendship as close friends slowly fell apart with the years. Or atleast it felt like it. The other members knew how much they actually miss each other and how much they miss spending time with each other so they pretend they have to go and make tae and namjoon stay home alone together hoping for them to talk together and remember they memories together where they always had fun. After some final talking they start tickling each other and telling they love each other 😊

Through the good and bad times.

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

Something was definitely going on.

Namjoon and Tae had been falling apart, or at least that was what they felt.

During the last month they had barely talked to each other besides stuff relating the group and performances, why was it happening? Neither of them knew.

They didn’t have an argument nor was there an issue with the group that caused them to reach the point of being strangers working together after being great friends for so many years.

The other members were really concerned, Namjoon and Tae had always had a strong friendship but now it was falling apart and they didn’t even know why.

But even if they didn’t know the reason, one thing was clear to them.

They had to do something before their friendship fell too much to recover.

Since the members didn’t know the reason of the issue, the only idea they had was to make Namjoon and Tae talk, so they acted as if they all had important stuff to do and left the other two alone.

Namjoon was on the living room switching the TV channels, not like there was anything interesting to watch.

The leader heard someone entering the room, he knew it was Tae, the tiger seemed to hesitate about what to do for a moment before he sat down besides the older.

An awkward silence fell onto the room until Namjoon decided to initiate conversation.

“How are you doing tiger?”

“Oh, I’m good hyung, thanks”

Silence once again fell onto them.

“What happened?” The tiger asked, Namjoon knew what he meant.

“*sigh* I honestly don’t know... what caused us to drift apart?”

Tae shrugged “No idea, but I really miss what we had hyung, the jokes, the talks, even the disagreements”

“I miss it too, we went through so much stuff together, both good and bad”

Namjoon nodded and after a bit of hesitation he placed an arm around the tiger and bringing him closer, the younger leaning into the affection.

Soon they were hugging and talking about everything they have lived together, the wonderful times filled with joy and the terrible ones filled with tears but that were still important.

It seemed like all they needed was to talk.

On a certain moment Tae placed his hand on Namjoon’s side to hug him tighter but he received an unexpected reaction.

“Hahahahaha Tahahahae” The leader giggled although he didn’t get out of the embrace.

The tiger was surprised for a moment but then smiled, he found something for them to do.

He pushed the leader on his back and began squeezing his tummy.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA TAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAE WHAT ARE YOU DOHOHOHOHOING?” Namjoon cackled, trying to get up just to fall on his back again.

“Tickling you? Come on hyung, use that sexy brain of yours” Tae chuckled, changing from squeezing to spidering.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA BWAHAHAHAHAHA WHIHIHIHIHIHIHY?” The leader asked while kicking his legs, which didn’t help him.

“Why? Well, why not? I think that after our whole month of not really talking we need some laughs don’t you think?” The tiger asked, a boxy smile on his face as one hand scribbled the older’s neck and the other his side.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA BUHUHUHUHUHUHUT WHY MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE?” Namjoon tried to argue but the younger was right, some laughs were really needed.

“You’re expecting me to just let you tickle me hyung?” Tae smirked, adding speed in both spots “Not a chance”

“NAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE YOU’RE SO MEHEHEHEHEHEHEAN” Namjoon complained as he threw his head back in laughter.

“I’m mean? The first thing you call me after soooo long is mean?” Tae faked being offended as he used his nails to trace the skin on the leader’s hollows.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA *squeal* TAHAHAHAHAE *squeal* NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO *squeal*” Namjoon was struggling to escape, but he was stubborn and eventually was able to push the tiger on his back and begin scratching his hips.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUNG *squeak* IT’S NOT *squeak* FAHAHAHAHAHAIR *squeak*” Tae cackled, now he was the one who couldn’t fight back.

“Not fair? Who’s the one who began the tickling tiger?” Namjoon asked, drilling into the younger’s ribs while nibbling his neck.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* HYUNGIHIHIHIHIE *squeal* PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE *squeak* IHIHIHIT TICKLES *snort* SO BAHAHAHAHAD AHAHAHAHAHAHA *squeal* NOHOHOHOHO *squeak* I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T *snort* HYUNG *squeal* MERCY MEHEHEHEHERCY *squeak*”

Namjoon stopped as he heard the tiger pleading, as he saw the younger letting out the remaining giggles he couldn’t help but smile, he missed this.

Tae smiled back at the leader, it was clear he also missed those moments.

The tiger hugged the leader, who immediately returned the affection.

“I love you hyung”

“I love you too tiger”

In the end, they both knew they would always be there for each other.

Thanks for your request, I enjoyed writing it, feel free to ask again.

This is a tickle fic and my first one, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

“Shortie”

“Come on Namjoon, quit it” Yoongi growled, being honest though, he wasn’t that annoyed.

Both he and Namjoon had the day off and were sitting on a couch watching a movie when Namjoon got bored and started teasing Yoongi.

“Shortie” The leader repeated, definitely not caring about his hyung’s protest.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, clearly Namjoon wouldn’t stop with his teases, but what could the rapper do.

Then he felt Namjoon poke his cheek with a big grin.

“Namjoon stop before I make you” The rapper threatened.

His only response however, was a laugh and a reply saying:

“And how would you make me? It’s not like you can reach to cover my mouth” Namjoon smirked.

Yoongi narrowed his eyes before replying “Don’t tempt me Namjoon”

The older rapper poked his band mate’s side without expecting something but he actually received a squeak and a small giggle.

Namjoon quickly covered his mouth with his hand and his cheeks started turning red .

Yoongi on his part immediately grinned when he found out a way to get revenge.

He started poking Namjoon’s sides, who squirmed away until his back was against the arm of the couch, all while he tried to keep his lips shut.

Once Yoongi had Namjoon trapped he changed from poking to squeezing the younger’s sides.

“Hahahahaha hyung nohoho” The leader couldn’t hold his giggles in and he had no choice but to squirm and blush.

“What’s the matter Namjoon? Weren’t you so high and mighty?” Yoongi taunted.

“Hyuhuhung pleasehehehe-HAHA NOHOHO” Namjoon’s laughter increased when Yoongi placed his hands under his shirt and started scratching his lowest pair of ribs.

“HAHAHAHA NOHOHO” The leader was lost in a flurry of cackles while he kept squirming, doing his absolute best to not kick his legs as he feared to hurt Yoongi by doing so.

The older rapper smirked “Who would have thought it Joon, that all I needed to beat you were some tickles, look at you, giggling under my hands”

Namjoon could only blush harder and squeal when one of Yoongi’s hands targeted his neck while the other spidered all over his tummy.

“HYUHUHUHNG PLEASE, IHIHIHT TICKLES SO BAHAHAHAD” His hands flew to grip Yoongi’s although he didn’t push them away.

Yoongi noticed it “You’re either too weak to fight back or enjoying it too much to stop me” He murmured.

Quickly he drilled into the younger’s hips, getting a pleasant result.

“*snort* NOHOHOHO *snort* NOT THEHEHEHERE*snort*” Namjoon immediately brought his hands to cover his bright red face, unable to stop snorting as Yoongi kept tickling his hips.

After a while though, the leader’s laugh fell silent and Yoongi decided to stop.

“This will teach you to not make fun of your elders, understood?” He asked half-joking.

“Yehehehes hyung” Namjoon replied, curled and still giggling because of the ghost tickles.

“Good” Yoongi was about to get off the couch when he felt a squeeze on his side that made him jump and let out a squeak.

Knowing what would happen next he tried to jump off the couch but a hand grabbed his ankle, soon glancing at Namjoon who had a grin on his face.

“You won’t get away so easily” After those words the leader started scratching the elder’s foot.

“Hahahahaha Namjohohohohon” Yoongi tried to hold his laughter in but he failed instantly since his feet were really sensitive.

Namjoon quickly straddled Yoongi’s hips and pinned his arms over his head.

“N-Namjoon lets talk about this” The rapper tried to be confident but in reality he had a nervous smile on his face.

Namjoon shook his head and said:

“It’s only fair hyung, especially after what you put me through”

“But you liked it!” Yoongi argued.

Namjoon blushed immediately and Yoongi got back his confidence for a moment and said:

“So I was right”

“Whatever” Quickly Joon got out of his embarrassment and with one of his hands he pinned Yoongi’s arms while with the other he started tickling the hollows of his underarms.

“Johohohohon, nahahahaha” Yoongi tried to squirm but with Joon pinning him down it was clear he wouldn’t go far.

Suddenly Namjoon let go off the rapper’s hands just to drill into both of his armpits.

“HAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO NAMJOHOHOHON” Yoongi shrieked at the sudden increase of the ticklish sensation.

However, it was obvious how he wasn’t fighting back, only limiting to squirm and laugh.

“Seems like I’m not the only one” Namjoon commented.

Eventually he decided to give Yoongi a break.

“You alright hyung?”

“Y-Yeah... sorry if I went overboard though” Yoongi apologized.

Namjoon denied with his head and replied:

“Don’t apologize, it was... really fun”

Both rappers stayed silent until Yoongi whispered:

“Could you please continue?” He asked with a bright blush raising on his cheeks.

Namjoon gave him a small smile before pinning his hands again.

“As you wish”

Namjoon began counting Yoongi’s ribs, starting by the lower ones.

“One” He scratched the rib bone.

“HAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHA”

“Two” Namjoon passed onto the next rib.

“IT TICKLES HAHAHAHA”

“Three”

When Namjoon passed to the next ribs Yoongi started squirming a lot more.

“I lost count!” The leader exclaimed.

“Ihihihit was three”

“One”

“NOHOHOT FAHAHAIR”

After Namjoon finished counting his ribs he blew a raspberry on Yoongi’s neck.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA NAMJOON HAHAHAHA”

The leader could see how Yoongi was almost at his limit so before he let him go he blew a huge raspberry on his tummy.

“WAHAHAHAHA *snort*IHIHIT TICKLES SO BAHAHAHAD *snort* NAHAHAHAHA*snort*”

Namjoon let him go and Yoongi immediately curled as a giggling mess.

After a couple of minutes he calmed down, looked at Namjoon and said:

“Um... t-thanks”

Namjoon smiled at him “Sure”

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

“Yoongi hyung, let’s go home it’s already late” Namjoon said while standing next to the doorframe of the door.

Both rappers had been working and Jin was blowing Namjoon’s phone insisting that they both came back for dinner.

Yoongi sighed, while he wasn’t that tired, eating one of Jin’s meals was a pretty good way of getting him out of his studio.

“Alright, let me just save progress and we’ll go”

Both rappers went back to the apartment and after eating dinner, since neither of them was really tired, they decided to keep working.

“Alright so, I think this beat would suit a bit better” Yoongi said, both rappers were sitting on the older’s bed.

“I agree, we should also change the order of the lyrics a bit, I think they will sound better like this”

They considered multiple options for songs and eventually Yoongi was cuddling Namjoon, who allowed the affection.

They stayed like that, not sleeping but just cuddling.

Yoongi was starting to grow tired but Namjoon was still mostly awake.

“You still won’t sleep right?” The older asked.

Namjoon smirked and said: “No I won’t, you’ll have to make me”

Yoongi wondered what he could do to convince the younger when an idea came to his mind.

He smirked “You won’t rest won’t you”

“I won’t”

“Very well then, I have no other choice” Yoongi quickly pushed Namjoon down the bed, sat on his thighs and started tickling his tummy.

“Hahahahaha hyung wahahahahait” Namjoon didn’t try to fight back, just covering his face and letting himself laugh.

Yoongi smiled at the younger rapper, he remembered that time he tickled Namjoon because he was being a little brat, now he could keep using that knowledge to his advantage.

“Look at you Joonie, so adorable and sensitive” Yoongi teased before changing techniques to scribbling his hips and neck.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUHNG GAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEASE”

Yoongi kept tickling the younger, he soon noticed that Namjoon was reaching his limits so he blew a raspberry on his belly button.

“*snort* BWAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* HYUHUHUHUHNG PLEHEHEHEASE *snort* IHIHIHIT TICKLES *snort*”

The leader’s laughter fell silent and Yoongi let him go.

“Now, will you sleep?”

Namjoon nodded.

“Good” Yoongi stretched and was ready to lay down when he was tackled, ending with laying on his stomach.

“If you thought I was going to let you go then you’re wrong” Yoongi heard Namjoon’s voice and couldn’t help but be excited by what was about to come.

Namjoon decided to experiment and started poking and scratching Yoongi’s lower back, getting satisfactory results.

“GAHAHAHAHA NAMJOHOHOHON NAHAHAHAHAHA” Yoongi tried to squirm but with the younger straddling him it was easier said than done.

“Tickle tickle hyung, who has the cutest laughter in the world?” Namjoon teased while scribbling the older’s sides and when Yoongi arched his back the younger attacked his tummy.

“BWAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO I WON’T TEHEHEHELL GAHAHAHAHA”

“Oh really?” The leader turned around to scratch the older’s soles and toes.

“AHAHAHAHAHA NAMJOHOHOHON NAHAHAHAHAHA OKAY OKAY I DO I DOHOHOHOHO”

Namjoon slowed the tickling but didn’t stop “And who’s the most adorable lee ever?”

“Oh come ohon” Yoongi tried to sound annoyed but his smile and bright blush wasn’t helping “Not fahair”

“Oh hyung” The leader said “Life’s not fair” He quickly went to tickle the older’s ribs and hollows.

“AHAHAHAHAHA GAHAHAHAHA NAMJOHOHOHON NOHOHOHO COME OHOHOHON”

“Wow hyung, you sure are stubborn, but everyone has their limits and so do you” The leader started blowing raspberries on the older’s neck, while Yoongi tried to keep the words to himself, the tickles overwhelmed him and he had to relent.

“NAMJOHOHOHON *snort* IHIHIHIT TICKLES *snort* AHAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* GAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* ALRIGHT ALRIGHT *snort* I AM THE *snort* MOST ADORABLE LEHEHEHEHE *snort”

Namjoon let him go and cuddled the older.

“Goodnight hyung”

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

Anyone that knows Hoseok must also know that dancing is his passion, his ability to move his body to the beat and how he expresses himself through it.

He was a firm but effective dance leader and did everything he could to make the other members the best dancers.

His biggest flaw however, was that he sometimes forgot about himself.

Like now.

Hoseok had been feeling awful since he woke up but still went to the dance studio even when they had a free day.

He practiced for a few minutes but he had such a bad fever he knelt on the ground trying to regain his breathing.

After a couple of seconds his breathing was mostly back to normal, then he heard his phone ringing, seeing it was Namjoon.

“Hello?” He asked while panting.

“Hoba, are you alright?”

“Y-Yeah I’m just tired”

“Stay there, I’m coming”

Hoseok tried to argue but Namjoon was already on the way.

A couple of minutes passed and Namjoon entered the studio.

The look of worry on the leader’s face caused an incredible guilt to the dancer.

Namjoon quickly knelt in front of the older.

“Why did you come here? You should have stayed home with this fever” Namjoon asked while placing his hand on the dancer’s forehead to check temperature.

“Sorry Joon”

“We’re going home”

The leader carried Hoseok on his back and went back to the apartment.

Once there Namjoon placed him on his bed and brought him food, water, medicine, everything needed until Hoseok fell asleep.

When Hobi woke up he felt a lot better and saw Namjoon besides his bed, reading a book.

The younger noticed his hyung was awake and asked “How are you feeling Hoba?”

“I-I’m fine, sorry for worrying you”

“Don’t say that, I’m just glad you’re alright”

Hobi still pouted so Namjoon decided to cheer him up.

“Come on hyung, show me your smile” The leader started scribbling the older’s sides.

“Pfft hahahahaha nohohoho” Hoseok rested his head on Namjoon’s shoulder, too weak to fight back.

“Tickle tickle, you have very pretty giggles” Namjoon teased, smiling when he saw the blush forming on the dancer’s cheeks.

Then he went to scratch Hobi’s ribs.

“Hahahahaha Namjohohohon nahahaha it tickles so muhuhuhuhuhuch”

Namjoon heard the sunshine’s giggles for a while before stopping, knowing that the dancer still needed to rest.

The leader glanced at Hobi before leaving him to rest.

Hoseok awoke the next day, feeling refreshed but also with a desire for revenge.

However, he knew that if he hadn’t been sick yesterday Joon would have wrecked him so he decided to do just that.

Hoseok went towards Namjoon’s room, entering to see the leader with his headphones on.

When Joon saw him he took them off (let’s hope he doesn’t lose them) and with a smile said:

“Hyung, you’re up, how are you feeling?”

“I’m fine Joon, could you close your eyes please? there’s something I want to do”

The leader did as told, trusting in the dancer.

Hoseok approached, a tie on his hand.

“Stretch your arms please” The younger did.

Hoseok quickly tied the leader’s wrists together, causing him to open his eyes in confusion.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh you’ll see”

Hoseok straddled the younger’s hips and placed his tied wrists over his head.

“Now Joon, remind me what you did yesterday while I was sick”

“I... took care of you”

“Yes, but what else?”

“I...tickled you”

“Exactly, and if you thought you would get away from consequences then your wrong”

Hoseok took out two feathers from his pocket.

“Wait, hyung I only did it lightly to cheer you up” Namjoon argued but the dancer chuckled and replied:

“True, but if I had been in a better condition you would have wrecked me”

“...Maybe”

“So I’m going to pay back that way”

Hobi raised the younger’s shirt, then one hand squeezed his side while the other used a feather on his tummy.

“HAHAHAHAHA HOBA NOHOHOHO”

“Hoba yes” The dancer exclaimed while shifting the feather towards his waistline.

Namjoon tried to let his arms down but he couldn’t, instead he just chose to try and cover his red face.

“GAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUHNG PLEASE NAHAHAHAHAHA” Namjoon squealed when he felt his thighs being scribbled.

“Aww Joonie look at you, so cute and sensitive” Hoseok teased, now using one feather on the leader’s neck and the other on his ribs.

“GAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO IHIHIHIT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUCH”

The dancer gave Namjoon a break and quickly went out of the room and returned with a toothbrush and tape.

Namjoon gulped as the toothbrush was taped to his belly button, he knew there was no way out of this.

“Ready?” Hobi asked.

“N-No”

“Too bad”

The toothbrush was turned on.

“BWAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUHNG AHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE”

Namjoon then shrieked when he felt the feathers on his ribs and hollows.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* HOBI HYUHUHUHUHNG *snort* IHIHIHIT TICKLES *snort* GAHAHAHAHA *snort* PLEHEHEHEASE ITS TO MUHUHUHUCH *snort*”

Eventually Namjoon’s laugh fell silent and the dancer let him go.

“So, I want to thank you for taking care of me, how about we go out to eat? I’ll pay”

Namjoon gave Hoseok a smile and said: “Sure”

Title: Truth or Dare, Noona Chapter: Three (1, 2, 3a, 3b, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9)  Notes: BTS (ot7) Words; Characters: 890 Other formats: AO3 Tags/Warnings: smut, truth or dare, sub!taehyung, sub!jungkook, sub!hoseok, dom!seokjin, dom!yoongi, switch!namjoon, dom!jimin, kinks, little!taehyung, he just likes acting cute, fluff, angst, bdsm, choking, spanking, bjs, rimming, edging, little!jungkook, spit, safewords, messy, shower sex, face slapping, cock slapping, pegging, drinking, bukkake, bruises, cuddles, oppa kink, noona kink, Jimin’s an ass

Summary: A very messy blowjob with dom!Seokjin. And uh, there’s a bit of violence like face slapping, deepthroating, coughing, gagging - and lots of spit. Seokjin likes it messy.

Your appetite demanded touch and you prayed that Jimin would fill your greed either by himself or with any of them. "Dare" you managed to say with willing enthusiasm. Jimin debated having you repeat yourself but his needs were just as rapacious as yours. "I dare you to spin this bottle and suck whoever it lands on for 7 minutes." Your current state of bliss and need didn't impede your ability to walk or, in this case, spin the bottle which as luck would have it, landed on...

"Tell her how you want it, Seokjin. You have 7 minutes." Yoongi, as nonchalantly as possible, pulls out his phone and gets ready to "time it exactly".

Jin bends down, eyes level with your face, lips slightly redder than your cheeks. His warm, alcohol-scented breath fondles the heat of your blushing face as he grabs your jaw. "You're on your hands and knees for me already, noona? So eager." You're not used to Jin being anything other than the maknae-like hyung of the boys. "Anything goes until you say your safeword. Shake your head if you understand."

"Good girl. Now get on your knees and look at me." You eagerly obliged. "Undo my pants but look up at me." You wanted to chastise yourself for going along with this but you couldn't. Everything felt so right. You hadn't noticed his Super Mario boxers until you looked down and couldn't help giggle a bit at this dongsaeng's adorable nature. Smack! Your once flushed face turns a rosier shade of red. "What did I say, noona?"

"I-"

"Did I give you permission to look down?" His strong hand was now holding your jaw, forcing your eyes to look at his. "I want you to stay looking up at me the entire time. Your eyes on my face for the next seven minutes. Don't move without me giving an order. This is not for you. It's for me." You nod and keep your eyes on his. "That's it," his hand releasing your now sore jaw. "Show me how good a girl you can be, noona." You wanted to prove yourself to him, that you are a good girl, that you can listen, and that they won't regret offering this to you. You'd made up your mind that no matter what happens tonight, you will be good to all of them.