Little Cub (TaeJinKook) ✅

Thirty Six (M)

Taehyung’s eyes were wide as Jimin fled from the apartment. “That little ho—“ he was cut off by a pair of lips on his own. He gasped in surprise, his mouth opening, which offered Jin the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue in and dominate the younger’s mouth.

Jungkook watched in annoyance, slumping into the seat beside the pair. Jin lifted his eyes, resting them on Jungkook once, smirking into the kiss. He moved Taehyung, slamming him against the nearest wall. He ran his hands down to the male’s hips, increasing the pressure as he moved his hands back, cupping Tae’s ass before squeezing rather harshly.

A whine erupted from the back of Taehyung’s throat, the man unable to make any other noise as his mouth was still occupied. Jin’s hands continued to move, running upwards again, this time dipping underneath the male’s shirt. He pulled the shirt over his head and discarded it somewhere on the ground, uncaring of where it went.

His mouth dipped down, attacking Tse’s upper chest, sucking and marking his territory, fueled by the possessive and jealous growl coming from Jeon behind him, watching him, wanting to touch the male before him as well, but being unable to.

Jin reached down and unbuckled the male’s belt, pushing his pants down and completely baring his body. Jin whipped their bodies, changing positions, as he then, rested his back against the wall. He grabbed Taehyung’s shoulders, pushing him down and onto his knees.

Taehyung looked up at him with wide eyes, before turning and staring at his hands, which were moving to his own belt, shoving his pants down. “I didn’t get to see how good you were with your mouth last time, my Cub. Why don’t you show me?” Taehyung nodded eagerly, leaning forward hungrily and attaching his lips to the tip of Jin’s member.

He suckled on the tip for a bit, his eyes moving upwards to see Jin staring ahead of him. Jin was making eye contact with Jeon, smirking at the man as he growled, leaning forward to partially shield the bulge underneath his towel.

Taehyung gasped as Jin suddenly grabbed his hair, shoving him forward a little roughly, making him take more of the man, choking slightly on his dick. Taehyung took it in stride, however, letting his eyes flutter shut and bobbing his head faster, his tongue swirling  on the underside of Jin’s dick.

The man groaned, but suddenly gripped the male’s hair again, pulling him away. He had a Taehyung stand and walk towards the couch, right beside the chair Jungkook was sitting on, and get on all fours.

“Look at him, Cub.” Jin whispered, grasping the man’s chin and forcing him to face Jeon. “Keep your eyes on him, I want you to look at him while I’m pleasuring you. I want him to know that it is me who is pleasuring you, not him. I want him to know that he can not touch you, even if you are less than an arm’s length away. Got it?”

“Y-Yes.” Taehyung whispered. He gasped and groaned as Jin suddenly shoved two fingers in him all at once, harshly scissoring him open, rushing the process of stretching him out.

He continued for a few minutes, moving to three fingers, before suddenly pulling them out and positioning himself at Taehyung’s entrance. He slammed in, grabbing the male’s hips and slowly thrusting to begin.

Taehyung moaned at the feeling, his mouth open lewdly as he let drool cascade down his chin.

His eyes never left Jungkook’s, Who was staring at him with such lust and fire. The man wanted to touch him, his hands physically itched, burned with the need to touch the sinful man in front of him.

Their eyes never strayed from each other as Jin began to speed up his thrusts, moving faster and faster, his thighs slapping against Taehyung’s, letting obscene sounds travel through the room.

Taehyung cried out when Jin grabbed his hair once again, forcing his neck to arch, his head being pulled back. Jungkook was now able to see the entirety of Taehyung’s face, not just his eyes. His gaze moved over and rested on the drool running down the man’s chin, the sweat beading on his forehead, and blush seated firmly on his cheeks.

Jungkook groaned at just the lewd expression on the male’s face, feeling the need in his chest burn even more than it had before. Jin grinned, seeing this reaction from the other man, and released Taehyung’s hair, this time pushing his face into the cushion of the couch, and keeping his head firmly down as he continued to move.

He groaned lowly, closing his eyes for a second, feeling his orgasm coming sooner than he wanted. But he wouldn’t stop it. He continued to thrust, his movements becoming a little more jerky, until finally he cursed lowly, releasing inside of the younger below him.

He pulled out after a few more thrusts, letting Taehyung sit up, revealing his still hard and aching member. Jin grinned once more, turning to Jeon. “Looks like he left a little present for you, Jeon. I’ll be nice and let you take care of it for him? Maybe then I’ll let you touch him the way you want.” Jungkook growled, narrowing his eyes at the man, before turning to the needy male in front of him, swooping down and connecting their lips.

“Nuh Uh.” Jin pulled Taehyung back, pulling the man into his lap and spreading his legs wide for Jungkook to see everything. “You make him cum, and I’ll let him make you cum, sound like a deal?” He smirked as Jungkook nodded, diving down once more and kissing Taehyung’s soft stomach, kissing lower and lower until his lips made contact with his length.

Taehyung whimpered as Jungkook began to suck harshly, his hands moving down to begin fucking his hole once more with four of his fingers.

It didn’t take long for Taehyung to release, Jungkook pulling away just before he did and replacing his mouth with his hand. While Taehyung came, Jungkook pushed his fingers into his mouth, making the male taste Jin’s cum that dirtied his fingers while he was fucking Taehyung with them.

Taehyung slumped onto Jin once Jungkook pulled away, only to take his towel off and stand in front of the man once more.

“Come on, Cub. Jungkookie’s in need of help, too. He was so nice to help you, won’t you help him?” Jin asked lowly, into Taehyung’s ear. The male nodded enthusiastically, sitting up some more and crawling forward, pushing Jungkook’s length into his mouth.

Jungkook groaned lowly at the feeling, having wanted Taehyung to do this ever since Jin started to touch him. Taehyung bobbed his head, hallowing his cheeks as he took more and more of Jungkook in, until he had the man weak at the knees, orgasming into his mouth.

He pulled away, swallowing what he could, the rest dripping down his chin along with more drool. Jin chuckled and wiped his jaw. “Such a messy Cub.”