Summary:
Yoongi finally gets a hold of Jungkook, especially not happy with the shared video. Yoongi wants to get something into his head, even if he has to fuck it into him.—
Jungkook held tightly onto the pillow as he slept soundly. The morning sun started to peek into the hotel room, ranking over the large bed.
The small beeping noise coming from the hotel slightly pulling him out of dreamland once the door opened and closed. He assumed it was Namjoon coming back inside or to wake him up, which he already made the plan to refuse and stay in the comfortable bed.
"He's not awake yet?" A deep voice hitting his ears before another slurred one came.
Namjoon and Yoongi.
"We have two or three hours before our flight, his room is basically clean. I'll take him so you can get packed." Yoongi suggested.
The left side of the bed sunk under him,
soft fingers running through the messy brown locks. Jungkook smiled subconsciously at the feeling, humming softly. He turned facing Yoongi, keep his eyes closed to enjoy the moment a bit more."Wake up, Kook.." Yoongi brushed his hair out of his face. "We have stuff to do."
Jungkook whined, "No~"
"Jungkook-ah, it's too early for this.." Yoongi groan, pulling the blanket off of him before standing up, Jungkook eyes slightly opened, wanting to refuse the urge to get up."If I have to give you your punishment this early in the day, it's not going to be very light." Yoongi warns, folding his arms, "Now get up."
Jungkook only huffed, sitting up as he ran his fingers through his hair, looking up at the older, "Happy?" Jungkook mumbled.
Yoongi only hummed, grabbing the clothes that Namjoon folded from yesterday and toss them at him, "Get dress, so we can go to your room."
Jungkook slipped on the clothes before standing up, only to have a slight pain creep up his backside, causing him to hiss softly. Yoongi smiled, chuckling as he waited by the door, "Seems like you had fun.." He teased, opening the door before walking out, leaving Jungkook to help himself.
"Hyung~" Jungkook pouted, luckily they made it back to Jungkook's hotel room, the boy's limping started to wear off from walking himself. Yoongi tossed his jacket onto the chair, "Strip." He finally spoke, sliding open the bathroom door, the sound of the shower being turned on could be heard from the bedroom.
Jungkook took off the clothes, folding and placing them by his suitcase. He entered the bathroom, seeing Yoongi leaning against the large bathroom counter on his phone. Yoongi looked up once he noticed Jungkook come in.
"Your bathroom has a pretty view of LA." Yoongi commented, pointing outside to the city. He hummed turning back to the younger, catching him off guard as he pushed the boy onto his knees. Jungkook looked up at his bandmate, the sparkly doe he held. "I like this view better..." Yoongi whispers softly.
"A-Ah Hyung—" Jungkook tried confront the sudden action. Yoongi shushed him by a shake of his head.
"Don't speak, don't moan..." Yoongi chuckled, leaning down, "Or you'll regret it."Jungkook nodded, his hands rest on his thighs, looking up at the rapper who began slipping off his shirt, the casual sweatpants being removed as well. Yoongi sucked in a breath between his teeth, stroking at his semi-hard as he made eye contact with the younger below, watching intently.
"Namjoon sent the video last night...pretty sure we all watched it twice or three times, I don't think I ever came harder from watching you take a pounding." Yoongi hummed, remembering the certain segment that led the two up to this point.
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