Just let us love you please?! (Namjoon x Jackson x Seokjin)

The 'end'

Jackson only just managed to get inside his and Namjoon's shared room before he was nailed to the wall by the much taller hybrid, and getting the life kissed out of him. He never before had Namjoon this desperate before.

Namjoon managed to get a solid thigh in between Jackson's, finally giving the hummingbird something to grind against. God, he was so hard, and he could feel that Namjoon was even harder if it was possible. As he let his hands glide down to grab Namjoon's hips to get some kind of control back, he felt Seokjin's already there, oh yeah.

It was hard for Jackson to focus on the fact that there were two extremely good looking people about to have hot hopefully kinky sex. He couldn't really think clearly, and it didn't help when Namjoon finally let his lips moan out loud. "Oppa please!" Jackson had no idea what Seokjin was up to, but if it made Namjoon fall apart so prettily, he knew that he didn't want him to stop.

Taking a few seconds to really focus, he saw Seokjin sucking hickeys into Namjoon's tan skin right under his jawline where no turtleneck could ever hide it. That was actually a great idea. He felt possessive feelings rise in his chest when he thought about the entire world being able to see that Namjoon was theirs.

Jackson had no idea he would find it so hot to share Namjoon with Seokjin, and Seokjin with Namjoon. Oh how the world had a way of turning things around, Namjoon was resting his head on the wall over Jackson's shoulder while both of his boyfriends were using his jawline as a canvas for them to show of. It was first when Seokjin seemed to decide that his side was fine enough he pulled a little away and said in a low voice. "Undress for Oppa and Jackson, show us that pretty body of yours."

Namjoon blushed a little, but he finally pulled away from Jackson who he was still pinned against the door. As he slowly pulled off his turtleneck, he looked a little shy under the two older hybrids heated stares. Jackson finally pulled himself from the door deciding that he could actually stand without needing it.

The door quickly was replaced by another solid object, even if this object was a warm Seokjin who wrapped him up in a back hug resting his head on Jackson's shoulder. "Look at our pretty boy, he looks so good in our collar, doesn't he?" Jackson just nodded, which didn't seem to be what Seokjin wanted. "Tell him how pretty he is."

Jackson had always thought that when they finally came to this moment in their relationship, he would be the person in control, that he would be the one in control over both of the pretty men. Seokjin seemed to have been holding out on him, that or Jackson was just very overwhelmed by everything going on.

Seokjin was right though. Namjoon sitting on the bed purple hair in a mess, little bows still clipped on his panther ears and that collar sitting proudly around his neck being the perfect complement to his gorgeous tan skin. "You look so pretty Joonie, so pretty for us."

The younger seemed to preen under the compliment and Jackson was almost sure that he would purr if it wasn't because of the fact that he still very much had a vibrating plug against his prostate. "Please, I have been a good boy. I need to come!" Namjoon also seemed to have realized that Jackson, without a doubt was the weakest point in this, and he kinda just wanted to tell Namjoon that he could come already.

Jackson never got to answer as Seokjin cupped him through his jeans, forcing a groan from the hummingbird's lips while easily speaking to Namjoon. "But you are being bad now, Oppa thought he told you to undress?"

Namjoon was quick to then starting a fight with his skintight jeans looking none too elegant trying to fight his way out of the material. Then again, Jackson was not even sure how he managed the get the painted-on jeans on, or how his legs hadn't died because of lack of circulation.