I live so I love⁷

So a year after completing his mandatory military service and in the middle of a world tour, he’s realizing he doesn’t have all the skills he needs. He’s never been in a real relationship for a multitude of reasons, but he’s thinking about it more as he nears his thirties. Meaning it’s time to learn all the tips and tricks for when the sex isn’t just a quickie backstage. 

He knows exactly who to ask for advice. Who else but his oldest hyung, the one in a relationship lasting over half a decade. 

You and Seokjin met while on vacation in Europe, even though you both hail from Korea. It was a fairytale meet-cute. You both stumbled into a bookshop to escape a sudden downpour and upon finding out you speak the same language, chatted for hours until the owner kicked you two out. 

The rest is history, and you’ve become a staple in all their lives ever since Seokjin brought you to rehearsal for a formal introduction. 

Jeongguk adores you. Not only because of your own kindness, generosity, and compassion, but because you make Seokjin undeniably happy. His hyung was going through a tough time when you met and Jeongguk’s sure you’re the reason he was able to recover. 

He’s especially protective of his oldest brother. They’re extremely close, so Jeongguk knows firsthand that sometimes he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders without telling anyone. But he feels better knowing Seokjin has someone like you. 

You don’t see one another too often anymore, unless you come to visit Seokjin or everyone gets together on a day off. But it’s always a good time whenever you’re around. 

He’d never admit to his hyung, but you’re easily one of the most gorgeous women he’s ever seen. Of course, you are, because Seokjin’s breathtakingly handsome himself. That’s not to say Jeongguk has a crush on you, but he has thought about you with his hand around his cock a couple times. 

It’s hardly his fault when his hotel room’s usually next door and he can hear your whines and moans through the wall. And based on the noises you make, it’s clear Seokjin knows what he’s doing in the bedroom.

Thus Jeongguk’s reason for sending a text at eleven in the evening asking him to swing by his room. 

Seokjin arrives only moments later by ceremoniously throwing the door open and strutting inside. Jeongguk chuckles at the familiar behavior as his hyung crosses the room before plopping into the chair opposite his bed. 

“What’s up, ya punk?”

Even when Seokjin’s teasing him, there’s always a lick of affection for the younger man in his tone. Everyone knows how much they care about each other; that’s why Jeongguk trusts him enough to ask for help in this department. 

He practically raised him since he was a teenager, so it just makes sense for him to be the one to teach Jeongguk the ropes. 

“I need your help,” Jeongguk admits from his spot on the edge of the mattress. 

“With what?” 

Seokjin relaxes into the lavish hotel chair, spreading his legs and resting his back against the cushions. 

“Well, uh…” A nervous chuckle escapes while Jeongguk decides how to approach this. “I mean, you always satisfy Y/N, right?” 

“I’m sorry?” 

His hyung immediately sits up again with a furrowed brow.  

“I don’t… I didn’t — ugh.” 

Jeongguk rakes his fingers through his hair out of frustration with himself. 

“Spit it out, kid, or I’ll smack it out of you,” he threatens, although still with a hint of fondness. 

“I want you to teach me how to eat pussy.”

The silence that follows is so loud it could break glass. 

Seokjin’s staring at him in utter disbelief; his eyebrows almost kissing and his mouth agape. Except only a second later, he bursts into hysterical laughter. 

“Oh my fucking god!” He bellows while clutching his stomach. 

“Hyung,” Jeongguk whines. 

It takes some time, but the sound eventually slows to merely punctuated giggles.

“I’m not… laughing at you. I’m just… so… shocked.” 

“Well, who else would I ask? Like I said, I know you take care of Y/N.” 

“No, I know. I just never expected you to come to me for that kind of advice.” 

He shrugs.

“If you wanna get better at something, you need a good teacher.”

Seokjin sighs and swipes at the corners of his eyes once the laughter finally leaves his system. 

“So, you’re just trying to hone your skills or what?”

“Yeah. I’ve done it plenty of times, but never for that long and all without focusing on any technique,” Jeongguk explains. 

His hyung thoughtfully nods as his gaze shifts towards the door. 

“You know, it’s quite the coincidence you're bringing this up now,” he states. 

“How so?”

The smile forming on Seokjin’s lips is eerily mischievous. 

“Because Y/N just arrived an hour ago to visit for the month.”

Jeongguk’s face scrunches. He racks his brain for the reason you’d have anything to do with his request, but comes up short. 

“Why does that matter?”

Seokjin chuckles like a sly, criminal mastermind.

“What better way to learn than by doing?” His blood runs cold, but before he can register his hyung’s movements, his phone’s already in his hand. “Angel?” He asks into the receptor. “Can you come next door to Jeonggukie’s room?” 

“Hyung,” Jeongguk snaps through gritted teeth. “What are you doing?”

All he does is wave him off.  

“Nope, door’s open. See you in a sec.” 

The line cuts and Seokjin smirks while leaning back in his seat again. It leaves Jeongguk even more confused about what’s happening. His older brother can’t possibly be alluding to… that, can he? 

“Hyung —”

“Relax, Jeonggukie. It’s not like her and I haven’t done something like this before.”

“What?”

Seokjin rolls his eyes.

“Look, when you’ve been in a relationship as long as we have, there’s a level of trust that allows for experimentation without worrying about the consequences,” he answers. “We both know no matter what, we’ll always choose each other. So, why not have some fun while we’re at it?”

Jeongguk genuinely can’t believe what he’s hearing. Seokjin’s really just going to let him practice oral sex on you? It’s mind boggling because he could never share the person he loves with someone else. But his hyung’s always been far more gracious than he is. 

There’s a quiet knock before you peer inside with a wave. Your boyfriend beckons you, leading you to sneak in and shut the door before waltzing over to him.

“Hello, gorgeous,” Seokjin greets you as you bend down to kiss him.

“Hi, handsome,” you chirp. “Hi, Jeonggukie!”

He gulps and tries his hardest not to choke while waving at you.

“Hey, noona.” 

“So, what’s up?” 

As if it’s the most natural act in the world, you sit on Seokjin’s lap and his hands curl around your body to rest on your hip and thigh, respectively. 

“Well, Jeonggukie here was asking for advice and I think you can help me teach him some stuff.” 

“What stuff?” 

You chuckle as your eyes flit between the two men, your eyebrows high in curiosity. 

“Do you wanna explain it, kid?” Seokjin asks. 

His mouth goes completely dry and his brain feels like it’s about to explode. How will he ever look you in the eye again after this?

“Um, you see… uh, well…” 

When you notice how uncomfortable he seems, you send him a warm smile and reach out to pat his knee.

“It’s alright, Ggukie. I won’t judge,” you assure him. 

“I think you might, actually.” 

It’s becoming increasingly clear poor Jeongguk won’t be able to voice his own needs aloud, so Seokjin leans over to whisper in your ear. 

Jeongguk watches your face for a reaction, but it certainly isn’t as grand as he was expecting. After your eyes momentarily widen, you start giggling and stand up. 

“Oh, Jeongguk, that’s nothing.” 

His own eyes expand into massive saucers when you slip your hands under your denim skirt and pull your panties off. You shimmy the lace down your legs before kicking them off onto the floor, all while he nearly passes out from how fast his heart’s beating. 

“Noona, you don’t have to do this,” he protests. 

“Have to?” The confident smirk you’re sporting only makes you look sexier. As if that were possible. “Who says I don’t want to?” 

“Well, I just —”

“Kid, I promise it’s fine,” Seokjin interrupts. “But we do need to lay down some ground rules.” Jeongguk nods assuredly. “Alright. You asked for my help, which means you’re going to follow my orders. But you also need to watch Y/N’s reactions to know what works and what doesn’t. So, your eyes will be on her and her eyes will be on me. Clear?”

After he nods again, your boyfriend looks to you for affirmation as well. Prompting your smile to grow as your eyes affectionately roll into your skull. 

“Oh, please. Like I can ever look anywhere but at you.” 

Seokjin smiles and gives your ass a liberal smack.

“That’s what I thought.” 

This all still feels too surreal for Jeongguk. He’s known Seokjin since he was thirteen and you since his early twenties. Then again, maybe that’s why you both trust him with such a delicate situation. 

“Are you sure about this?” He questions you two. “I don’t want to push anyone’s boundaries just for the sake of knowledge. I mean, I could just go out and practice with a stranger instead.” 

Your eyes soften while his hyung’s smirk becomes incredibly fond. 

“Ggukie, you know that wouldn’t be smart. What if they tell someone? A standard NDA’s only enforceable for five years,” you reply.

You’re an attorney, so you obviously know the ins and outs of these things. 

He sighs, despite knowing you’re right. It’s just hard to shake the fear that doing this could damage something precious to him. 

“Hyung.” Seokjin meets his gaze and gestures for him to continue. “This won’t come between us, right?”

Ironically, the older man is usually the more anxious one. Jeongguk often throws caution to the wind while Seokjin forces him to stop and think everything through. The role reversal does ease his mind a little. Because if his hyung’s so calm about this, he must be confident it’ll all turn out fine. 

“C’mon, you know nothing could ever come between us.” He leans forward to rest a hand on his little brother’s shoulder. “It’s gonna be fun. You’ll see.” Before Jeongguk can burrow any deeper inside his own head, Seokjin turns to you. “Lay down on the bed, angel.”

You two share another quick peck before you sit on the mattress and scoot back until you’re right in the center. Jeongguk’s still at the foot of the bed, but he only has enough courage to watch you out of the corner of his eye.

He can’t see much yet since you’re resting on your elbows with your legs together. That is, until Seokjin moves his chair closer and makes himself comfortable. 

“Spread ‘em, baby,” he instructs. 

It actually shocks Jeongguk how quickly you heed the command. Whenever he’s around you and Seokjin, it’s always abundantly clear no one rules over the other. But it seems his older brother likes being in charge behind closed doors. 

The less surprising thing is how fucking delectable you look laid out on his bed with your legs wide open. He initially tries to be a decent human by averting his eyes, but the temptation’s simply too much. 

His throat feels like sandpaper as his eyes roam over your entire body. Even though you’re practically fully clothed, you look like the epitome of sin. Your pussy’s on display just inches from him, although he can’t see everything yet due to your skirt. But he can certainly tell how pretty and pink you are. 

“Shit,” he sighs under his breath.

“Isn’t she perfect, Jeonggukie?”

Jeongguk nods as though in a trance and it causes you to giggle. 

“You can come closer, Jeongguk.” His focus shifts to your face. “I won’t bite,” you tease.

As if your cunt isn’t enticing enough, your features are so fucking ethereal he genuinely worries this is all a dream. 

“Hyung?” 

He looks at Seokjin over his shoulder, silently asking for permission, to which your boyfriend replies with a curt nod. 

There’s no reason to waste time. And truthfully, if Jeongguk doesn’t have his face between your legs within the next five seconds, he might go insane. 

Alas, he doesn’t bury his nose in your pussy just yet. His first move is to turn around and crawl until he’s close enough to lie in the center of your thighs. He glances up to check for any signs of discomfort or protest, but you couldn’t look more content as you observe him inching closer. 

“Can I touch you?” Jeongguk asks. 

“Ask him.”

You gesture at Seokjin and that’s when Jeongguk realizes why his hyung’s so relaxed about the scene playing out. Because he’s the director of it with complete creative control. 

“Go ahead.”

Jeongguk’s nervous as hell, but he doesn’t let it deter him from reaching out to shove your skirt past your hips before yanking you down the bed towards his awaiting mouth. 

He doesn’t dive in right away, just begins with featherlight kisses along your inner thighs. Your skin’s so warm and soft it elicits a deep groan from his chest. Not to mention he can already smell your sweet arousal. 

“First lesson is to go slow. It’s easy to make a woman come if you push the right buttons, but it’s all about how you push them,” Seokjin explains from behind him. 

His lips are almost at your core, so he inhales in preparation. 

“Fuck, you smell s’nice.”

It’s so quiet he doubts you hear him, especially when your attention’s on your boyfriend lounging in his chair across from you. 

Jeongguk still can’t believe he’s about to taste you. His heart’s pounding like a drum and his mind is shrouded by lust and desire. But the excitement is short lived because Seokjin speaks again before he’s able to put his mouth on you. 

“Touch her first.” A disapproving growl almost makes it past Jeongguk’s lips, but he manages to control himself. “You’ll be able to do a lot more with your tongue if you know the landscape.” 

There’s a lot of willpower involved in following Seokjin’s order. All he wants is to lap at your cunt until he’s drowning in you, but he asked for help for a reason and disobeying would make it pointless. 

His hand moves from your hip to your folds, spreading you open with two fingers so he can see your hole. Jeongguk doesn’t know if he’s ever seen such a gorgeous pussy before and watching your essence slowly leak out onto his fingers makes his cock strain against his pants. 

He glides upwards to touch your clit next and your body jolts in response. It fills him with pride, even if he knows it’s just a natural reaction to stimulation. Your nub’s already swelling because of his exploration, so he pushes your hood back to get a closer look. A breathless moan accompanies the act and Jeongguk smirks when your cunt automatically produces more arousal. 

“Don’t forget to tell her how pretty she is, Jeongguk,” Seokjin adds.

“You’re… fucking unreal,” he whispers in awe.

You chuckle following another soft whine. 

“What you make a woman feel internally is almost as important as externally.” Jeongguk hums, only half listening because he’s too enamored by how your body responds to his touch. “Okay, you can use your mouth now.”

Without any hesitation, he replaces his hand with his mouth by wrapping his lips around your clit and gently sucking. 

A loud, amorous whimper floods the air as your back arcs off the bed. Jeongguk has to tighten his grasp to keep you still, his fingertips digging into your hips and ass. Behind him, he hears Seokjin groan in pleasure and suddenly realizes his hyung’s getting something out of this as well. 

“Oh, my god,” you mumble while lacing your fingers through Jeongguk’s hair. 

He grunts at the pressure, sending a vibration straight into your sensitive nerve endings. 

“Is Jeonggukie doing a good job, baby?”

Even though your hand’s in his hair and his face is stuffed between your thighs, your eyes are locked on Seokjin. It’s like there are two separate sexual encounters happening at once. A physical one between you and Jeongguk, and a psychological one between you and your boyfriend. 

“Mmhm. Really good.”

Your answer encourages him to explore more of you, so he releases your clit before dragging his tongue up the entirety of your slit. The action makes your legs twitch on either side of his head as you moan again and tug on his scalp. 

Jeongguk goes full throttle after that, enthusiastically slurping up your cum while soaking you with his saliva. He licks you with the flat of his tongue to cover as much surface area as possible, but eventually uses just the tip to fuck your hole. 

Once his wet muscle sinks inside you, your noises double in volume and raspiness. He can also feel your thighs shaking beside his ears and knowing he has you in such a vulnerable state is driving him insane. 

“Whenever you’re focusing on her cunt, use your nose to keep friction on her clit.”

Damn, he’s never even considered that before. He knew choosing Seokjin as a teacher would be worthwhile. 

Following the instruction, Jeongguk begins moving his head up and down at the same pace as his tongue and you immediately whine over the new sensation. 

You have one of the most sensitive pussies he’s ever touched. Everything he does causes your walls to pulse around his tongue and you’re only getting wetter by the minute. He absolutely loves it; thrives on how reactive your body is. Jeongguk himself adores praise and compliments, so you’re more than he could ever ask for. 

Along those same lines, you seem to be pretty close to finishing. Your endless whimpers, trembling limbs, and creamy cunt all tell him it won’t be long now before you come on his face. 

Except Seokjin must have a better idea, because as soon as your moans turn high-pitched, he throws out another command. 

“Don’t let her come yet, Jeongguk. It’ll be so much better if you make her wait.”

“Jinie,” you whine. 

When Jeongguk gazes up from between your legs, he finds you pouting at Seokjin, who clicks his tongue at your protest. 

“C’mon, angel, I can’t teach if the lesson ends so soon.”

In order to do as his hyung says, Jeongguk removes his tongue from your cunt. But he stays close by gently kissing along your slit while wrapping his arms around your thighs to give himself more leverage. 

He can’t get enough of feeling your soft skin beneath his fingertips. Seeing his hands splayed out across your legs, including the divots he creates from holding onto you, is beyond heavenly. 

“Noona,” Jeongguk calls to grab your attention. Your eyes shift down in response and a small smile appears when you notice how shiny the bottom half of his face is. “You taste amazing.” Another kiss, right on your puffy clit. “I don’t think I ever wanna stop.”

You giggle.

“You’re such a sweetie, Ggukie.”

It’s embarrassing how bright he blushes over your compliment, but at least he can bury his face in your pussy again to conceal his reaction. 

He quickly returns to his previous endeavor without worrying about disobeying Seokjin since you’ve had a minute to fall back from the precipice. But rather than continuing to lick you, he sucks on your clit as his tongue flicks back and forth. 

Your body lurches and you cry out in pleasure, eliciting a low, eager groan from Jeongguk. His grip on your legs doesn’t allow you to move an inch other than squirming. Providing him with the perfect view of you trapped by his biceps while your chest erratically rises and falls. You’ve stopped looking at Seokjin as well, your head dropping down onto the pillows instead. 

“If you want to make her last long, just keep switching between her clit and her cunt. Bring her close with one, then pull back and move to the other,” Seokjin narrates. “And when you’re playing with her clit, try different things. Flatten and swirl your tongue, draw shapes with the tip, spit, you can even use your teeth if you're gentle enough. But you hurt her and I’ll kick your ass.”

The craziest thing about his hyung giving orders is that despite speaking eloquently, his voice is strained because the sight of his girlfriend being eaten out by another man is turning him on. 

Jeongguk can’t blame him, the sight of you lying on the mattress with your legs spread and head thrown back is probably sublime. Not to mention how erotic the visual of you shoving his face deeper into your pussy must be. 

“Fuck, right there,” you moan.

Seokjin’s advice works wonders because you’re clearly enjoying the way Jeongguk alternates tactics with his tongue. He’s focusing solely on your clit at the moment, utilizing all the aforementioned movements to bring you right back to the edge. He rotates the order to keep you stimulated and you seem to especially like whenever he spits on your nub before circling it. 

It’s obvious your orgasm’s approaching again, so Jeongguk waits until the very last moment to retreat towards your hole so he can deny you a release. 

You whimper and yank on his hair, but you’re not the one in charge and Seokjin gave him specific instructions. 

He edges you three more times by following his teacher’s wisdom. Every time you come close to a climax, he swaps from lapping at and fucking your cunt to wetting and teasing your nerve endings. By the time you’re nearing a high for the sixth time, you have tears streaming down your face as you ceaselessly pant. 

“God, you look so stunning like this, baby,” Seokjin comments. “Doesn’t she, kid?”

Jeongguk’s been watching you the entire time and couldn’t agree more. Seeing you nearly fall apart on his tongue over and over again is making his dick twitch inside his pants. All he wants is to finish you off, but he’s staying patient for his brother’s signal.  

Rather than stopping to reply, he merely groans and nods his head, causing his nose to brush against your swollen, oversensitive clit. 

You loudly sob from the intense pleasure while your thighs quiver where they’re flanking Jeongguk’s ears. 

“Please, baby, please,” you beg.

It's uncertain how long you three have been doing this. Jeongguk’s jaw is growing sore, so it must be a decent amount of time. He can’t imagine the overstimulation you’re feeling from being repeatedly denied an orgasm.

“Aw, you wanna come, angel?”

“Jinie…”

There’s a rustling sound and suddenly Jeongguk senses his friend moving closer. The next thing he knows, the bed dips and Seokjin appears in his line of sight beside you.

“You think Jeongguk can make you come?” You nod. “Yeah?” He glances down at the man in question, who’s still avidly swiping his tongue through your folds. “You know what to do?” 

When Jeongguk hums, you wail and a fresh flood of arousal drips from your hole. 

“Seokjin, I can’t.”

“I know, baby,” he pacifies you before turning his attention back to his younger brother. “You can break her off now. And don’t hold back.” 

Those magic words are all he’s been wanting to hear since the moment he first tasted you. 

He enthusiastically heeds the command by driving his fingertips into your hips and licking you with newfound fervor. His head bobs as his tongue pushes in and out of your cunt at an obscene pace. As much as Jeongguk doesn’t want this experience to end, feeling your entire body shake because of what he’s doing to you is so worth it. 

You come only seconds later with a high-pitched, muffled, cry while your thighs lock around his head and your fingernails scratch his scalp. Jeongguk’s busy ensuring you meet a satisfying end, but when he gazes up again, he sees Seokjin zealously kissing you. His hands are cradling your face and it’s obvious his tongue’s far down your throat. 

Perhaps that’s why you absolutely drown Jeongguk in cum that doesn’t stop even as your body begins to relax in his grasp. 

Jeongguk takes advantage of your lengthy climax by swallowing every ounce of you he can, all while moaning over how amazing you taste.

The magical experience comes to an end when a new hand lands on his head and forces his face away. He could honestly cry at the thought of never getting to have you again, but he can’t let either of you know that. 

“You enjoy yourself, kid?” 

All he can do in his mystified state is aimlessly nod. It causes you to giggle, clawing Jeongguk’s attention back in an instant.

“Here, sweetie, let’s clean you up.” 

You maneuver your leg around his body so you can hop off the bed and grab something before returning to clutch his face. There’s something soft and purple in your hand that you use to wipe away the essence staining his cheeks, mouth, and chin. Jeongguk doesn’t realize what it is until you shove the fabric into his palm and curl his fingers around it. 

“What… you’re giving these to me?” 

The lace underwear’s staring at him like he’s undeserving. 

“So you have something to remember me by,” you explain with a wink. 

Jeongguk scoffs in sheer disbelief.

“I don’t think I could forget you if I tried,” he counters. 

“You better,” Seokjin sneers, but he’s smirking. 

Your boyfriend helps you stand again and adjusts your skirt into a presentable position while you affectionately comb his hair back. You two then turn back to Jeongguk with intertwined hands. 

“This was fun, Ggukie! We should do it again sometime.”

He genuinely can’t comprehend that he’s hearing you correctly. 

“Yeah, just let us know if you need another lesson,” his hyung tells him.

“Uh, well —”

“Alright, alright! No need to be greedy, you little shit.” 

You cackle at Seokjin’s familiar teasing as he pulls you towards the exit. 

“Bye!” You shout between giggles.

“Bye,” Jeongguk whispers, his hand waving at you of its own accord due to his current lack of brainpower. 

He flops backwards onto the mattress once you’re both gone while his mind reels over what just occurred. It’s almost impossible to believe, but the images replaying behind his eyelids aren’t just his imagination. Your flavor’s still lingering on his tongue and he can hear your whimpers ringing in his ear. 

Maybe it was a terrible idea considering he’ll probably never not see you and want to shove his face into your pussy again, but he can’t bring himself to regret anything. He learned multiple valuable lessons and got to make a gorgeous woman come, so who is he to complain?