Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Forty Two: Insane

A/N: 

THIS CHAPTER IS HEATED ENOUGH TO SET AN ICECUBE ON FIRE. :)

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"Fuck me to hell."

The words were barely out of Jungkook's propped open lips before Jimin grunted, ripping his fingers out of the younger in a frenzy. His fingers stumbled over to the jar of lube to prepare himself. While Jimin did so, Taehyung bobbed his head up and down to match the bucking of Jungkook's overly eager hips. His mouth was fully occupied, little driblets of saliva falling down his chin as he was mouth-fucked. 

Jimin felt like he was going to explode at the sight.

"Fuuuuuck."

Jimin mewled darkly as he watched the bliss spread over the ravenette's features at each ministration from Taehyung's slick mouth. Small whines left Jungkook's lips, drifting into the half-blood's ears.

The white-haired male tore off his underwear, baring himself fully nude to the pair. His hand dug in the container of lube, eyes never leaving Jungkook's writhing body. The sound of Taehyung gagging brought him a fresh wave of provocation, his cock twitching at the noise.

After haphazardly covering his arousal in a handful of lube, he lined himself up at Jungkook's entrance. He bit his lip, trying to force some self-control into himself. If he wanted the younger to be comfortable, he needed to tame his thoughts down.

Jungkook followed Jimin's concentrated gaze, lifting his chin up ever so slightly from the bed. 

"J-Jimin ahhh..." The Oak Prince's hands wove in Taehyung's blonde locks, gripping harshly. He breathed his next words through layers of lust and thick expectation. "You don't ah...have to be...oh! G-gentle with me...I tr-trust you...ngh--Jimin...please."

That was enough to throw out any self-control the elder had. Maybe what he had said to Taehyung before about taming himself wasn't so true after all.

Jungkook was a different breed, to drive two demons to insanity...it was hot.

"Okay, Jungkook."

Jimin pushed himself in slowly, enough to draw a long groan out of the ravenette. The half-blood moaned at the sensation of the younger's tight walls around him and the movement of Taehyung's head by his upper thigh made it harder to stay still. Jungkook's body already rocking against the bed made his head spin and Jimin hadn't even started moving yet.

Suddenly, Jungkook's hands lifted Taehyung's head off of his member. Both males were panting heavily, but nothing could beat Jimin's quick, fluttering breaths. 

"Can't come yet, Tae...I need to let Jimin enjoy himself a bit first."

The blonde's dark eyes lit up in amusement. "Yes. I understand..."

Jimin took the words as an invitation to start moving, at a slow pace. For the first time, Taehyung turned back to gaze at Jimin fucking his husband. The two demons made eye contact--the blonde seemed to know that the half-blood was slowly breaking by the shakiness in his heart rate.

But Jungkook was unaware of this little communication. Instead, he was groaning with the feeling of Jimin inside of him, squirming on top of the bed. His hands reached out, fingers diving under the fabric of Taehyung's briefs. The blonde peeked at Jungkook under his long eyelashes and smiled.

Jungkook met his gaze. "Please Tae, I want to help you...and Jimin?"

The half-blood bit his lips. His hands on either side of Jungkook's hips squeezed a bit, letting the younger know he could continue.