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Jungkook is trying not to move. It's of course very hard as he's stretching his muscles while he watches Namjoon, Hoseok, and Yoongi practice Tear together. Soft bells trinkle and his cheeks turn crimson quickly. He curses under his breath as he sees how the remaining three members immediately look at him at the sound of the bells.
"What was that, Jungkookie?" Jimin asked him. The overall tone of his voice was innocent, but Jungkook could clearly hear the taunt in his voice. "What was that sound?"
"Are you carrying bells with you?" Taehyung chimed in. "Maybe in your pocket?"
Jungkook whined softly as he looked pleadingly at Seokjin, the only one who was really able to help him at this point. But he also knew that wasn't going to happen.
"What's wrong Kook-ah?" Seokjin said as he frowned, one eyebrow raised high in the air. Jungkook groaned as he fell with his back against the wall. Bell's chiming softly again. Jungkook's face heated up and he crimped together. His nipples were sensitive. They always had been sensitive.
Today the group had decided to have Jungkook wear nipple clamps during the day. Which was not the biggest issue for him. But the bells that chimed softly every time he moved. They were so loud in the practice room and Jungkook just wanted to dig his grave then and there.
The rappers seemed unfazed, well, except for Hoseok. Jungkook knew he was in deep shit as soon as he saw the grin on his hyung's face. His grin would've been cute, but given the circumstances, Jungkook wanted to disappear in a big black hole.
"It's not nice to ignore your hyungs like that, Kookie," Hoseok told him, shaking his head. "Aren't you gonna answer them?"
"I-I'm not carrying any bells," Jungkook said, voice whiny and the bells chiming as he moved his legs up, wrapping his arms around them. Jungkook looked up as the music stopped and the bells sounded even louder. Yoongi and Namjoon chuckled at the cute sound.
"Oh, then what's that sound?" Seokjin said as he stood up.
"What if we let Jungkookie practice Euphoria next? He was beating himself up over that mistake he made," Jimin proposed, the other members immediately agreed and Jungkook wanted to cry. He felt extremely embarrassed.
Namjoon shoved Jungkook to the front, giving him his microphone and he stood behind him, arms crossed. "Go on Jungkookie, don't you want to practice your solo? Hyung will be very proud of you if you do."
Jungkook gulped. Of course he wanted to make Namjoon proud, he wanted to please all his hyungs, but not like this. He felt humiliated and turned on at the same time. He silently cursed his sensitive chest and froze in horror when he felt his cock chub up in his pants.
God please, not now!
"Let's play the music," Taehyung said with an evil smirk on his lips as he walked towards the box and took the laptop and pressed play on Euphoria. As soon as the music started Jungkook groaned as the bell chimed with the little movements he was making as he walked to the right spot.
The bells were chiming loud as he moved to the first beats and Jungkook was ready to cry at the spot, all his hyungs were looking at him. It was for the best they allowed him to wear a sweatshirt over his t-shirt. But it was warm after dancing and he knew that the clamps poked through and were really visible under his shirt.
After dancing half the song Jungkook got warm and sweat rolled over his forehead. Besides the fact that his cock was throbbing in his pants and the bells at his nipples chimed with every single movement, it was warm. Jungkook really wanted to take of that sweatshirt and just admit to it.
But he wasn't Bangtan's little brat if he did that and he would never be an obedient boy. He knew that the soft doms of the group, of course, those were Namjoon and Yoongi, would enjoy such obedience more. But he wanted to be a brat as he always was. Annoy the hardest doms in the room, Seokjin and Hoseok, a lot and make them work for their beautiful price.
Jungkook knew all his hyungs were watching him closely and he danced. He smirked. He liked knowing that he could tease them this way too.
His moves became more sensual. He swung his hips around and smiled proudly when he was his hyungs staring at him through the mirror. He didn't pay attention to the clear ringing of the bells, he just wanted to drive the older men to the edge.
The first one to break was Yoongi. He had his bottom lip clamped between his teeth and his eyes flickered between Jungkook and Hoseok, whose face was still as stern as before. Yoongi wet his lips, his hands twitched and it was obvious he was fighting the urge to palm himself. "Hobi, fuck, can I-"
Hoseok shook his head, cutting him off. "Not yet," he ordered the shorter. "Let's watch him some more, shall we?"
"Jungkook-ah! Do you wanna dance to Begin too? For hyung?" Seokjin asked as he walked towards the speakers. Jungkook nodded.
"What if we let Jungkook-ah dance to Lie?" Jimin said as he looked at the group with a smirk.
"That's a good idea," Taehyung said as he eyed Yoongi, the weakest to the song. But they all loved whoever danced to Jimin's solo song. Not only because they loved the song, but also because the choreography was always so beautiful.
"Jungkook-ah, take off your sweater you seem sweaty," Hoseok said as he smirked. They were teasing all of each other all at the same time. Jungkook looked up and shook his head.
"It's fine," he mumbled as Seokjin searched the song on the laptop and played the song.
"Are you sure? You're all hot and sweaty," Taehyung grinned, eyeing the youngest member.
Jungkook looked at himself in the mirror and Taehyung was right. His cheeks were bright red and his hair stuck to his forehead, but he didn't let the others win just yet. Jeon Jungkook doesn't give up easily.
"I think you're the one who's a little hot, hyung," he innocently said, gaze fixated on the obvious bulge in Taehyung's pants.
Taehyung groaned as he rested back. "You should look at Yoongi hyung then," Taehyung shot back and Jungkook looked, a regret. Yoongi flushed as he looked up. Seokjin had paused the music.
"Shut up rascal," Yoongi said as he threw a shoe that was closest to him towards Taehyung. Laughter filled the room and it immediately felt less tense.
"Start dancing already," Hoseok said as he looked up, jaw tilted as he looked at Jungkook. Seokjin chuckled at that and started the music. Jungkook danced Jimin's choreo flawlessly, smooth movements and they all watched in awe. Except Hoseok, his gaze was the same stern and judging way as before. Jungkook was rather focused on the expressions on the other members their faces until he was met with Hoseok's gaze.
"You can do better," Hoseok said as he raised an eyebrow. "Sweetheart," he added softly as he looked at Jimin, knowing that Jimin was best at this choreo and knew exactly what Hoseok was talking about.
"You look tense," Jimin said as he stood up, hands on Jungkook's waist as he guided him through the previous movements. It was a little thing, but Jungkook stiffened up even more. "You should relax your body bun," Jimin whispered into Jungkook's ear. Everyone rolled their eyes.
"Keep distance from the artwork Jiminie," Seokjin said.
Jimin pouted. "But he looks so good," he whined, staring into Jungkook's eyes via the mirror. "Don't act like you don't wanna touch him too, Jin hyung."
Jungkook relaxed, but stiffened up again as soon as he felt something poke him. Jimin was slowly grinding onto him, rubbing his dick against his ass. Jungkook tried his hardest not to make any sound, although it was very clear to see what Jimin was doing.
"Jimin-ah, get back here," Seokjin scolded. "Not yet."
Jimin pouted again, obviously disappointed, but he did as Seokjin told him.
Jungkook let out a small whine as soon as the heat of Jimin's body left his own. He clamped a hand over his mouth when he realised what he did and looked behind him.
"Turn on the music again," Hoseok said as Jimin sat down against the wall again and they all focused on Jungkook again. Moves perfect as Hoseok let a small smirk creep onto his face.
"Jungkook-ah, take off your sweater for me," Seokjin said as the song stopped. Jungkook shook his head, face red. His white t-shirt was drowned with sweat and was sticky to his skin, he didn't want the hyungs to look at him, not now.
"Jungkook-ah don't be such a killjoy," Namjoon spoke up, it was the first time he spoke up about it. "We want to see your pretty waist, please?" Jungkook flushed crimson with the compliments and shook his head hesitantly.
"Jungkook-ah, take off the sweater now," Hoseok demanded.
"Please hyung let me keep it on," Jungkook whined as he jutted his bottom lip into a pout.
"Where's the fun in that?" Hoseok asked and smirked at him. Jungkook really wanted to wipe that shit-eating grin off his face, but then he wouldn't be hyung's good bun anymore.
He resorted to batting his lashes. " Please, hyungie? I'm cold, this sweater is keeping me warm."
Namjoon scoffed. "Cold? Your entire face is red, bunny, you're sweating like a pig. Take it off for us, hm? We just want to take a look at our cute maknae."
"Take off your shirt too," Seokjin added in. Jungkook took off the sweatshirt slowly. The bells chiming loudly.
"Good bun," Seokjin said as he walked forward and ruffled Jungkook's hair. Hand lingering to play with Jungkook's earlobe. "You wanna be fucked by all of us tonight right bun?" Seokjin whispered, plump lips close to the skin of Jungkook's ear, warm air hit his skin and Jungkook tried not to get his blood rushing south immediately–– he failed–– and Seokjin smirked.
"Mhm," Jungkook whimpered as Seokjin's hand traced over Jungkook's chest. Bells chimed.
"Do you wanna take off your shirt for us then baby?" Seokjin asked, voice as sweet as an angel. Jungkook shook his head. Seokjin stepped away. "We're going home then," Seokjin deadpanned.
Yoongi spoke up now. "Baby bun, don't you wanna give us the prettiest show for your hyungs?"
"Brave words coming from someone who was ready to escape to the bathroom just ten minutes ago," Taehyung mumbled, receiving the other shoe thrown at him. "I have a pair!"
"Jungkookie," Jimin whined. "C'mon, you want hyungs to play with you, right?"
Jungkook nodded shyly and Jimin smiled brightly. "But hyungs can't give you all our attention if you continue misbehaving, bunny, you know that."
Jungkook nodded again. He didn't want to be a bad boy, but he was so embarrassed. He glanced down at his chest. The outlines clamps and bells were easily visible though his shirt.
"Enough," Hoseok spoke up. "Jungkook-ah, either you take off your shirt or I'll take it off myself."
Jungkook started taking the hem of his shirt, bells chiming loudly as he pulled it up. His thin waist and abs reveiled.
"Our beautiful good bun," Seokjin said as he smiled and walked back towards the music boxes. "What if Jungkook gave Yoongi-ah a lap dance?" Seokjin said as he smirked, tongue slipping over his lips. They grinned as they all saw the terrified looks on both Yoongi and Jungkook's faces.
"Why don't you take Taehyung-ah?" Yoongi proposed. "Or Namjoon-ah."
"My vote is for Hoseokie," Jimin chimed in. "Jungkookie did so well dancing for us, he deserves a reward."
"The question is if he can get Hoseok hyung to give him that reward," Jimin smirked. Hoseok seemed to agree with them.
"Hands against the mirror, Kookie," he said. "Don't turn around."
Jungkook walked up to the mirror, pressing his forearms against the cool glass and resting his head against them, waiting for his hyung to do something.
He yelped a little when he felt Hoseok's hands hitting his ass, bells echoing through the practice room.
"Such a nice ass," Hoseok murmured, palming the cheeks through Jungkook's sweats. "Want me to fuck your cute little ass, bun? D'you want my cock?"
"Please," Jungkook whimpered.
"You'll dance for me right Kook-ah? To achieve your reward?" Hoseok asked as he smirked. Jungkook nodded, whimpering. "Seokjin hyung, I want you to play Come by Prince," Hoseok said as he put a chair down in the middle of the room. "Come on Kook-ah, dance for hyung."
Jungkook's face was red as he turned around and the music started. He tried his best. He had always thought he had danced with all his passion. But he had never tried so hard to dance. Movements smooth and ignoring any pain on his nipples and as his cock was hard under his sweatpants.
His muscles hurt and his cock was so hard he was afraid he was gonna cum on the spot, but he finished the song with finesse. He leaned against the mirror again, trying to catch his breath.
He looked at his hyungs over his shoulder. "Did Kookie do well?" he asked, gasping out the words. Hoseok walked up to him again and pressed a wet kiss against his temple.
"You did great, bun," he murmured. "Are you ready for your reward?"
"Yes please," Jungkook fell down on his knees on the floor. He had danced for eleven minutes long, his legs were weak and he heard the other members cooing softly as the bells still continued to chime. "Please fuck me," Jungkook was breathing heavily as Hoseok picked him up, with the most ease like Jungkook didn't weight a single feather. Don't think he cursed himself as he felt himself getting harder with the second.
Hoseok sad down in the middle of the practice room and put Jungkook on his lap. "You won't come fast right bun?" Hoseok said as he left kisses on Jungkook's neck. He slowed down and sucked on the sensitive skin on Jungkook's neck. "Beautiful baby, just for us, right baby?" Hoseok asked as Jungkook whimpered and nodded shyly.
"That's right," Hoseok whispered, trailing his fingers down to the clamps on Jungkook's hypersensitive nipples. "Our pretty little bun," he murmured. "Why don't you take off your pants for us too, hm? Wanna show hyungs how pretty you are?"
Jungkook didn't waste a second and shimmied out of his sweats and boxers, sitting fully naked on Hoseok's lap. The friction between his bare cock and the denim of Hoseok's trousers sent a shiver down his spine and he felt oddly aroused by the fact that he was the only naked one in the room: everyone else was still fully dressed.
"Such a pretty baby," Hoseok said as he left a trail of bites on Jungkook's skin. Jungkook whimpered on Hoseok's lap and bells chimed again. Jungkook shivered as the tip of Hoseok's tongue ran over his nipples. "Our pretty sensitive angel."
"Hey, leave some space for us to do our thing," Jimin complains loudly. Immediately getting shushed by Seokjin with a hand on his mouth.
"Let Hobi do his thing," he told Jimin. "You can have your way with our bunny later.
Jimin started pouting again, but nodded and fixated his gaze on Jungkook's red face again.
"H-Hoseok hyung," Jungkook whimpered, bucking up into his touch. "Please, wanna cum..."
"Already? Please give me some more time with you baby, I haven't even done anything yet," Hoseok said as he took his hands off Jungkook's waist, taking off his sweatpants and his underwear.
"P-please, 'm so close hyung," Jungkook whimpered against Hoseok's shoulder.
Hoseok just shrugged, wrapping his long fingers around both their cocks, slowly stroking them together.
Jungkook whined loudly, sinking his teeth in Hoseok's shoulder to muffle his sounds. Hoseok's other hand slid down his back, cupping his ass.
"Can't wait to fuck you," he murmured. "Bet you want that, hm? All of us having our way with you right here in the practice room?"
"Mhm," Jungkook whined loudly and grinded with his hips forward. "P-please."
Hoseok chuckled and opened Jungkook's hole a little with his hands. "Gonna stretch you out first, let's save the biggest for the last right?" They all looked at Yoongi and the rapper groaned loudly. They all knew he was most eager to fuck their precious bun.
Yoongi slumped against the mirror, upset he was last in line.
"Cheer up, hyung," Namjoon grinned. "You were first last time."
Yoongi stuck his tongue out and watched as Hoseok's fingers dipped into Jungkook's hole, stretching him quickly and skilfully so they could fuck him sooner.
Jungkook was pretty down there, his cock wasn't the biggest but it was cute, pink and leaking. They had taken him to a salon to get waxed a few days ago and it was worth it, their baby looked so cute, like a peach.
Taehyung licked his lips, wanting to get his mouth on the youngest as soon as possible.
"P-please f-fuck me," Jungkook begged as he closed his eyes. "I'm so close," he was a whimpering and leaking mess.
"Bun you're making my shirt all dirty," Hoseok said as he pulled his fingers out of Jungkook's hole.
"Dirty bun," Seokjin mentioned from the side, he smirked.
"Bun do you think you can handle it?" Hoseok asked. Jungkook nodded eagerly. "Good bun."
"M a big boy," Jungkook said. "I can take it."
Hoseok grinned at him. "Good." He slipped his fingers out of Jungkook's hole, the youngest clenching around air. "I think you're stretched enough. Who do you want to fuck you first, hm?"
"Y-you hyung," Jungkook whimpered softly and he rested his head on Hoseok's shoulder.
"Of course baby," Hoseok said kissing Jungkook's skin and carefully lifting the younger up spreading his ass with two hands, the tip of Hoseok's cock was against the entrance of Jungkook's hole and he slowly let Jungkook fall down on his cock.
"You good baby?" Hoseok asked as he let Jungkook get used to the feel.
Jungkook nodded feverishly, the stretch burning in his favourite way. "Move," he gasped. "Please move, feel so full..."
Hoseok tightened his grip on his ass and thrusted his hips up, fucking into the youngest hard and fast.
"P-please, wanna come," Jungkook slurred his words as Hoseok softly flicked his fingers against the clamps and chuckled when Jungkook shivered and let out loud whimpers.
"You think you can come for all of us then baby?" Hoseok asked as he carded his hand through Jungkook's brown hair.
"Mhyeah!" Jungkook said immediately, nodding with eager.
"You can come baby," Hoseok said as he held Jungkooks cock in his hand and pumped up and down again. With loud moans Jungkook tensed up, hole clenched together and Hoseok groaned. "You need to make all of us come, you know that baby?" Jungkook hadn't even come down from his high but Hoseok was rubbing his fingers over his sensitive nipples again, his cock hardening. Jungkook nodded and started moving his hips on Hoseok's lap.
"Kookie can make hyungs come," Jungkook slurred, bouncing mindlessly on Hoseok's dick, feeling it twitch inside him. "Wa-Want hyungs to cum in me."
Hoseok scoffed, running his thumb across the sensitive head of Jungkook's pretty cock. "Filthy little bun," he murmured. "You want my cum, baby?"
“Yes," Jungkook replied immediately as he moaned loud, sounds echoing in the room and he had almost forgotten about the other five in the room.
"I'm gonna come now baby," Hoseok said as he kissed Jungkook's bare skin again, letting his climax arrive. Coming inside of Jungkook's hole.
Hoseok slipped out and Jungkook clenched his hole, trying his best not to let any of his hyung's cum escape.
Hoseok put on his boxers and pants again, gesturing at Taehyung to take Jungkook next. Taehyung looked ready to burst as he got on his knees behind the maknae. He zipped his pants down and took his cock out, not bothering to take anything off. He carefully pressed Jungkook on all fours and pushed inside.
Jungkook almost fell forward with the first thrust, his muscles were weak after dancing for so long and working so hard for his hyungs. "H-harder," Jungkook whimpered and let out the loveliest moans. "P-please hyung," Jungkook begged.
"You don't want to walk tomorrow baby?" Taehyung asked as he pressed kisses onto Jungkook's back and held his hips firmly.
"N-No," Jungkook whined, trying his best to shake his head. He pushed his ass backwards, cock dragging across the wood of the practice room floor. "Want hyungs to wreck me- ah!"
Taehyung gave a particularly sharp thrust, the head of his cock brushing against Jungkook's prostate. "You're so wet, fuck," he murmured, watching his cock disappear into Jungkook's pink hole, Hoseok's cum smeared across his shaft.
"m I a good boy?" Jungkook asked as he tried to lift himself up on fours again but with his tired arms he failed slightly.
"The best darling," Taehyung said as he let his hands go over Jungkook's pretty skin. "Such a beauty," Taehyung said as he moved his hands forward to play with Jungkook's nipples. Bells chiming again.
"Hyungie," Jungkook moaned. "M getting close..."
"Does baby wanna cum?" Taehyung asked, not slowing down his pace. "Can you ask me nicely, baby? Maybe then hyung will let you cum."
"Please," Jungkook sobbed. "S'good, so good, don't stop..."
"Ask nicely baby," Taehyung said again as he thrusted even harder into Jungkook. Jungkook had tears rolling over his cheeks with pleasure.
"Please let me come hyung please."
"Maybe the next hyung will let you, hm?" Taehyung grinned, rhythm stuttering. "Fuck, I'm getting close, bun."
"Please," Jungkook begged, reaching behind him to hold his cheeks apart, allowing Taehyung to see his cock sliding inside the younger better.
"Please cum inside me, want all hyungs cum inside me," Jungkook begged as closed his eyes. He was a whimpering and wet mess.
"Beautiful bun," Taehyung said before a loud moan left his lips, Jungkook's hole was filled again.
Jungkook whispered softly at the feeling, clenching tightly when Taehyung slipped out. Jungkook was still painfully hard, but he didn't dare to touch himself.
Taehyung opened his mouth to ask who was next but Jimin cut him off, already eagerly sinking down behind Jungkook.
"On my lap bun," Jimin said as Jungkook pliantly submisses to the beautiful dancer of the group. Jungkook whimpers as he leaves his mouth hanging open, knows he's drooling on Jimin's clothes, but he doesn't care.
Jimin ran his hands through Jungkook's sweaty hair, looking up at the red-faced boy. "You're so pretty," he cooed. "Such a good bun for all of us."
Jungkook nodded, biting his lip. "Wanna be the best bun," he said.
Jimin grinned and pecked his lips, flicking one of the nipple clamps. "You are," he smiled. "You're our pretty little good boy."
Jungkook whimpers as Jimin flicks the clamps on his nipples and almost cries it out. "P-please let me come," he begs, he always begs it seems. it's adorable and everyone has a weak for the way he juts out his bottom lip and looks at them with his big brown eyes.
"Just wait a moment baby," Jimin says as he thrusts into the younger.
Jungkook choked on his own breath. Jimin set up a pace that had Jungkook whining in the crook of his neck, unable to speak.
"You're so fucking tight," Jimin grunted. "You've been fucked with fingers and two cocks already and you're still so tight, fucking love it."
"Jiminie," Jungkook whined, blushing even harder at Jimin's words.
"Hoseok and Taehyung aren't that big right? You'd need something more to actually stretch you," Jimin said teasingly to the two who were sitting on the side of the room.
"Don't say mean things," Jungkook said as he whined and let out a loud moan, Jimin thrusted into him hard.
"It's not mean if it's the truth," Jimin teased. "You love feeling full, don't you? I bet you'd still beg for more if there were two cocks fucking your cute little ass at the same time."
Jungkook stayed silent and Jimin chuckled. "Ooh you do, don't you? Want Jin hyung and Namjoon hyung to both have you next? Have them inside you at the same time?"
Jungkook whimpered as he rocked his hips back with loud moans. He softly whispered "please," as he closed his eyes.
"Knew it," Jimin mumbled, leaving a trail of kisses along his neck, biting down and sucking the skin into his mouth. "You're a bit of a size queen, aren't you, bun? The bigger the better."
Jungkook nodded, the pleasure numbing his mind.
"Good bun," Jimin said as he left purple marks on Jungkook's skin. "Are you read to take my cum for me darling?" Jimin asked as he felt his own climax reach. "We can come together angel," Jimin said as he left more kisses along Jungkook's neck.
"Mh-hm P-please," Jungkook begged softly as he hid his face into Jimin's shirt.
"Come on, bun," Jimin murmured, hand sliding down to jerk Jungkook off. "Come for hyungie."
Jungkook came with a weak cry of Jimin's name. The clench around his cock sent Jimin over the edge as well, spilling inside the maknae.
Jimin pulled out and almost immediately Seokjin and Namjoon ran forward towards their panting bun on the floor. "F-fuck," Jungkook said as tears began to build up in his eyes from the pure pleasure.
Namjoon took off his sweatpants and boxers immediately, pushing himself into Jungkook's whole. "Look at my sweet bun, taking me so well everytime."
Seokjin joined in with his fingers first stretching Jungkook's hole before he pushed with the tip of his own cock. "Our pretty cockslut, just for looking pretty and taking our cocks."
Jungkook whined, he felt like he was getting split open, but he loved the stretch. Namjoon was on his knees behind him and Seokjin underneath, so Jungkook could bounce on both of them.
Both Namjoon and Seokjin set up their separate pace, having Jungkook cry out above them.
"You're so tight," Seokjin gasped. "Always so tight for your hyungs, doesn't matter how often we fuck you."
"Mhm," Jungkook whined and cried out loud as he let his tears stream down his face from pleasure.
"Such a beautiful hole," Namjoon said as he left kisses on Jungkook's skin.
"Our cumslut always wanting to please his masters huh?" Seokjin tutted and held Jungkook's jaw firmly making the younger look into his eyes.
"Y-yes Seokjin hyung," Jungkook said as he whimpered his body shaking as his cock hardened again.
"Good," Seokjin muttered, thumbs coming up to flick at the clamps, sending a shudder through Jungkook's tense frame.
"Does that feel good?" Namjoon asked him, pace slowing down just a bit. "You're so sensitive, baby."
"Bet you can cum just from someone playing with your nipples," Seokjin grinned.
Jungkook nodded as he shut his eyes thightly. "Y-yes," he whispered.
"Let's see how fast we can make our little cumslut come," Seokjin said as he took both clams in his fingers and started playing with Jungkooks hypersensitive nipples.
"P-please, let me come hyung please," Jungkook asked as he lifted up his head to look into Seokjin's eyes.
"What's the fun in that? You're gonna have to keep it in filthy cumslut," Seokjin as he gave a warning look at Namjoon who wanted to open his mouth, Seokjin knew that Namjoon was ready to let Jungkook come whenever he wanted.
Namjoon pressed his lips together and picked up his pace, both him and Seokjin fucking up into Jungkook with quick, sharp thrusts.
Jungkook cried out, face wet with tears and drool. "Please let bun cum," he panted, thighs burning and skin glistening with sweat and his own already drying cum. "...'ve been so good!"
"Yes you are," Namjoon cooed, fingers tracing Jungkook's puffy lips. Both men grinned when Jungkook stuck out his tongue, lapping at Namjoon's fingers.
Namjoon wasn't surprised and hummed softly as he let Jungkook take his fingers in his mouth. Jungkook sucked on them carefully as Namjoon pulled them out, Jungkook left with a big pout and continuing whines.
"C-can bun please come?" Jungkook asked as he looked at Seokjin with pleading eyes. His hair was sticking to his forehead and he had tears in his eyes yet he looked so beautiful, it was magnificent.
"Alright," Seokjin said as he looked at Namjoon and they both thrusted into Jungkook at the same time. Jungkook panted and whimpered as cum fell onto Seokjin's thighs.
Seokjin smirked as he saw the expression on Namjoon's face, he now knew that Namjoon was close to his climax. Seokjin knew his own climax was building up but it was nowhere close as Namjoon.
Namjoon soon came with a low grunt and Jungkook softly moaned at the sensation. His own cock started chubbing up again. His stamina was no joke, he really was like a rabbit.
Namjoon pulled out and Seokjin immediately pulled Jungkook in his lap entirely, fucking all the cum back into Jungkook.
"We gotta give you a plug after this," he groaned. "Keep you nice and full, baby."
"Mh--hm," Jungkook agreed quietly as he rested his head on Seokjin's shoulder. He was tired and knew that if they were all done with him he'd fall asleep on the floor if nobody kept him awake.
"We have one, don't worry," Hoseok said as he rummaged in his bag.
"Hey! It's still my turn after this," Yoongi spoke up, the others chuckled.
"Of course," Namjoon chuckled and ruffled Yoongi's hair. "Jin hyung still has to cum, but you can fuck Jungkookie after him, okay?"
Yoongi nodded, eagerly watching Seokjin trust up into the maknae.
Jungkook panted and whined as there didn't seem to be an end to Seokjin fucking him. "P-please hyung," Jungkook whined as he felt another orgasm approach.
"Keep it in," Seokjin ordered him. "Can you be a good bun and keep it in until Yoongi has his turn?
Jungkook sniffled a bit. He was so sensitive, but still so hard and he wanted Yoongi hyung to fuck him too, and he was afraid he might not if he misbehaved. So he nodded.
"M a good bun for hyungs," he whimpered. "Koo can keep it in."
"The best bun for us," Seokjin said as he kissed Jungkook's neck and let his fingers go over the clamps on Jungkook's nipples again. He felt Jungkook shiver under him and wondered how Jungkook still felt so tight around his cock. He felt his own orgasm come closer and without a warning and a loud moan he came into Jungkook's hole
"Thank you- thank you," Jungkook gasped, whining at the feeling of Jin sliding his cock out of him. He looked behind him with a pout.
"Yoongi hyung?" he said in a little voice. "M still hard, please fuck me..."
"Of course angel," Yoongi said as he took off his pants and pushed into Jungkook, pulling the younger onto his lap. "How are you still so tight?" Yoongi asked with utter surprise written on his face, making some of the members chuckle softly as they all stared at Jungkook, knowing he would probably not last long.
"I-I d-don't know," he mumbled as he kissed Yoongi's cheek and closed his eyes. Yoongi's fingers wrapped around Jungkook's hard cock and pushed up and down slowly.
"You really were made to be fucked," Yoongi said in awe. "So warm and tight, our pretty bun."
"Hyung," Jungkook whined, hiding his face in Yoongi's shirt. "Wanna cum, want hyung to cum in me too..."
Yoongi cursed under his breath and fastened his pace, still jerking the younger off. "Soon, alright? We'll cum together."
"O-okay," Jungkook whimpered as he bit into Yoongi's shoulder, resisting every urge to just come and let go all at once. Jungkook knew he'd be a bad bun but it seemed so so tempting to do it. But he sucked in a deep breath and kept all his urges in. He wanted to be a good bun. He had to be a good bun.
Yoongi bit his lip at the clench around his cock. "Relax bun, I got you," he whispered, his thumb circling around the head of Jungkook's cock.
"Close," Jungkook squeaked and Yoongi felt his dick twitch in his hand.
"Together, okay? Hyung's close too."
"Y-yeah," Jungkook hummed as Yoongi counted down slowly. He pressed kisses on Jungkook's neck with each count and at one they both came, Jungkook felt so full, cum was leaking out of his hole and as Yoongi pulled out Hoseok walked over with the big buttplug in his hand.
"Look at our pretty good bun," Hoseok said as he left a kiss on Jungkook's nose. Jungkook smiled brightly, nose scrunching up.
"...'m I the best bun?" Jungkook shyly asked, looking up at his hyungs through his eyelashes.
"The best bun ever," Hoseok assured him, kissing his forehead. He tapped the base of the plug softly. "Feel better?"
Jungkook nodded. "Much, thank you."
"Wanna go home now, bun?"
"Mhm, yeah," Jungkook said as he held onto the chair that still stood in the middle of the practice room, but fell down on his knees immediately. His legs were weak and painful and he fell down onto the floor. "C-can I take off the clamps hyung?"
The six remaining members chuckled softly. "Yeah you can bun," Seokjin said as he walked towards Jungkook and pressed a soft kiss on the youngest his forehead as he took off the clamps. "The prettiest bun."
Jungkook sighed in relief as the hot air of the practice room hit his sensitive nipples. Jin and Jimin made quick work of getting him back in his clothes, being extra careful with his shirt and sweater. Namjoon walked up to him and lifted him up, he noticed Jungkook was too weak to walk.
"C'mon guys, let's go," he called out. "Let's run you a nice hot bath and give you some lotion to soothe the pain, alright?"
"Mhm, please," Jungkook mumbled as he went limp in Namjoon's arms, happily letting himself get carried back home. Hair sticking to his forehead and face red as he smiled brightly. "Love my good hyungs so much," he mumbled before he closed his eyes happily and fell asleep in Namjoon's arms.