Oh Fuck

25

"We're being filmed, Yoongi..." I whispered back, but the older man just grinned cheekily.

"But we're not faded in now, so if you hurry, we'll make it before we're seen again." he said as he shifted his hips in my direction.

"But the staff members might see us." I pointed out, but that didn't stop Yoongi from rubbing his hardness against my hand.

"As long as we don't see them, they simply don't exist." he claimed, placing his lips against my neck where he placed small kisses on it and nibbled sensually on my skin.

I closed my eyes and began to rub Yoongi's length through the fabric of his sweatpants. In response, I heard him moan softly against my neck. Now that we were hearing noises from the monitor again, we turned our attention back to him, but that didn't stop us in our actions.

Hobi could just be seen choosing duty.

"Get blindfolded, your teammates can touch you gently anywhere they want for 5 minutes." Wooyoung read out happily and San's eyes sparkled with excitement. Wooyoung immediately dug a scarf out of his cupboard and put it over Hobi's smiling eyes before tying it behind his head.

As soon as Hobi could no longer see, he was pushed into the mattress by San, who had already sat down on his hips. While San slipped his hands under Hobi's shirt and began to explore his upper body with skillful fingers, Wooyoung ran his hands through Hobi's soft hair and massaged him gently.

Hobi sighed contentedly, visibly enjoying the tender touches of the two younger men. He lay there completely relaxed until Wooyoung finally let go of his head and first breathed a kiss on his cheek and then slowly and carefully kissed his way down to the crook of his neck.

When San then began to rub his pelvis against the older man's with gentle movements, Hobi's relaxed state was over. He moaned softly and squirmed a little restlessly under the two younger boys.

Hobi's moans didn't leave us cold either and I slipped my hand under Yoongi's waistband and enclosed his stiff member, running it up and down the shaft, rubbing my thumb over the tip.

Yoongi's breathing became panting and to muffle his own moans, he kept biting my neck gently. Only his bites made me groan again, I really liked it when he nibbled on me.

Every time his teeth grazed my skin, little lightning bolts shot across my skin, leaving a pleasant tingling sensation.

His arms wrapped around my stomach and he pulled me closer to him.

You couldn't see what I was doing, but the lack of space and Yoongi's waistband over my wrist didn't make it any easier. Still, I wanted to make him come, so I gritted my teeth and sped up my movements, tightening my grip on his hardness and running my thumb over the already wet tip.

Simultaneous moans from the screen and right next to my ear made it difficult for me not to go completely crazy and do like Yunho and Jungkook. A glance towards the TV now showed me how San had pushed up Hobi's shirt and was leaving little marks all over his flawless skin while Wooyoung was kissing him.

A little stunned, I wondered how BigHit and KQ could actually broadcast something like this live, but the fans would definitely enjoy it.

Too distracted by what was happening in front of my eyes that I didn't realize how close Yoongi was to his orgasm. Moments before we were back on air, he came in my hand.

"Yeosang, truth or dare?" was written large on the screen, but that wasn't the question on my mind. The question was rather: where to put Yoongi's sperm without anyone seeing it?