Second part of Butt Dialed series, enjoy it!
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Seokjin rolled his head to the side before quickly jerking it in the opposite direction. Two loud, sharp pops emanated from his neck, causing him to sigh in pleasure as the tension drained out of that part of his body.
He stood, about to try to pop his shoulders when his phone rang. The hyung sighed and rustled through the sheets where he had dropped his phone after practice. A few seconds later, he found it nearly shoved under one of the pillows. He checked the Caller ID - Alien. He chuckled, thinking how the other members would kill him if they saw his contacts list as he clicked the answer button.
Just as he opened his mouth to say 'Hello', a loud moan came through the speakers. Jin froze, wondering if this was another prank or if Taehyung had managed to butt-dial him during sex...again.
"Ah, fuck...daddy!" Taehyung's voice whined, causing Jin to lower the phone quickly. Tae definitely butt-dialed him during sex again. No doubt about it.
Just as he was about to hang up, he heard another voice - a voice he thought was familiar.
"Good," it said. The voice was raspy and deep. Seokjin couldn't place where he had heard it before, but now he was curious. He lifted the phone back to his ear after lowering the volume slightly. He listened to Taehyung's filthy moans as he waited for the other voice again.
Did he feel a little guilty about listening in on his dongsaeng having sex? Yeah, maybe just a little. Did he particularly care? Not really. After all, it wasn't like Taehyung would find out.
Without thinking, he reached down and cupped himself firmly as the young vocalist's slightly quieter moans flooded his ear.
"That's it, you're such a good boy," the other voice said. Jin froze as he tried to concentrate. Minutes later, he heard the voice again.
"Ready, baby boy?" it asked. Seokjin's hand flew to his mouth and he lowered the phone as he finally placed a name to the voice.
"Tae is getting fucked by Yoongi?" he muttered to himself. He knew the two had something going on, but he'd always assumed that Tae would top. He knew that Tae didn't particularly like to bottom.
Suddenly, he heard the doorknob to the bathroom turning, so he panicked. He threw himself face-down on the bed to hide his hard-on as he hung up and shoved the phone in his back pocket.
"You good?" Namjoon asked, coming out of the bathroom. Seokjin felt the bed sink as the leader sat next to him.
"I'm fine," he said. Was his voice a little higher than usual? He knew his face was red, but that was hidden by the pillow. He felt Namjoon run his hand over his back, gently kneading the tense muscles there.
"Relax, Jin," he said. Seokjin sighed into the pillow and allowed his body to relax slightly. Namjoon shifted so that he was straddling Jin's thighs. The vocalist tensed again, but relaxed when Namjoon's hands traced up his back and started working out the knots that liked to form along Seokjin's spine.
A few minutes passed where Jin simply enjoyed the feeling of Namjoon's thin, strong fingers working over his back.
"You're really stressed about this stage coming up, aren't you?" the leader asked, fingers probing along the eldest's ribs now.
"Yeah, a little bit," he replied. Namjoon slipped his arms under Jin's, resting on his forearms as he leaned over his hyung.
"I can help you with that," he muttered, placing soft kisses along Jin's neck.
