Until All We Hear is Moans [REVISING]

Chapter Three

"No master, I don't think he should," Seokjin said with a sadistic smile a bratty gleam in his eyes. Jungkook's eyebrows slowly shot up, his head shaking slightly as his shoulders bounced in a silent laugh. Of course, Seokjin would be the only one to go against the group. The other members rolled their eyes, Yoongi even smacking Seokjin with a pillow as Hoseok cried out body shaking, turning his head to look at Seokjin. Eyes wide as Jungkook resumed his stroking causing Hoseok to arch his back fist clutching in the air as he shook his head gasps, moans and whines leaving his lips.

"Color Hoseok?" Jungkook asked, slowing down his hand movement against Hoseok's cock, even more, allowing him a small break to answer, once Jungkook heard the feeble 'green' leave his mouth he resumed at a much quicker pace of course still as slow and torturous as before.

"Please! Jinnie, pl-ah! Fuck fu-" Hoseok's voice gave out, eyes widen as his body trembled violently curling in on itself as he hunched over once more, tears falling at a quickening pace, teeth clutched together breath quickening as Jungkook once again pushed him back against his chest. Hoseok's eyes dazed out as he looked towards the hallway upon hearing a door open. Taehyung exciting his room walking towards the living room not even fazed by the scene unfolding in front of him as he passed the couch Hoseok grabbed the back hem of Taehyung's shirt holding on as tightly as his sore muscles would allow him to, "Please le'm 'um." Hoseok sniffled out between whine's eyes closed, "Ple-please le'm cum, please si-sir, master, da-daddy." At this point Hoseok didn't know who he was talking to, his mind-melting from pleasure as Jungkook's hand continued its torturous stroking. Taehyung let out a small chuckle as he turned, removing Hoseok's grip from his shirt, only for the male to grab his arm. Taehyung stroked Hoseok's hair that became damp from sweat as some strands stuck to his forehead. A sadistic smirk overcoming his face as a tear-streaked, saliva and sweat-soaked Hoseok looked up at him, eyes so dazed out and wreaked you'd think he was drugged. Leaning down Teahyung couldn't help but laugh when Hoseok puckered his lips, only to gasp when he felt Taehyung's breath brush against his ear.

"Arms up," Teahyung demanded in that deep, stern, sensual voice of his. Chuckling when Hoseok's eyes shut unable to contain himself as his grip tightened on Taehyung's arm, Hoseok's body spasming as he released himself into Jungkook's hand splattering unto his chest as his hips bucked and trembled, mouth slacked in a silent scream before a stream of uncontrollable gasped exited him. He felt his body become limp as he breathed out, thinking it was finally over he closed his eyes. Only for them to open wide as he looked over at Jungkook, Hoseok clutching onto the male's wrist that continued stroking his cock.

"Cumming without permission. Such a bad puppy." Jungkook clicked his tongue grinning as Hoseok's body jerked, nails digging into his wrist the other bundled in Jungkook's shirt as Hoseok's hips jerked tears reentering his eyes as his back arched uncontrollably sobs leaving his lips, head tilted back into Jungkook's neck as he tried to close his legs only for them to be blocked by Jungkook's thighs. Incoherent words began to leave Hoseok's mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, body spasming in uncontrollable jolts, as he clung onto Jungkook as if his life depended on it. He felt his body lurch harshly as his hips bucked once more a clear liquid like substance squirting out of the tip of his dick as hoarse moans exited his mouth. The members gasped in shock and curiosity as they watched Hoseok become more wrecked if all possible.

Jungkook, already aware of Hoseok's ability to squirt, smirked and finally released the abused cock watching it as it began softening. Hoseok's body really became limp against Jungkook as he rested his head on Jungkook's shoulder, his breath fanning the male's neck as Jungkook ran his hands through Hoseok's hair smiling when Namjoon quickly ran into the kitchen coming back with a glass full of water.

"Oh thank you. Such a good boy." Jungkook praises the older male blushing happily at the compliment, Jungkook placing the glass down on the table side next to the couch ruffling Namjoon's hair who giggled happily as he returned back to his spot on the floor. Hoseok who upon hearing Jungkook's voice nodded slowly, eyes half-open as he began mumbling softly.

"M' goo'boy." He whispered in a tired voice, head feeling floaty as it flopped around each time he tried to look about or sit up, "Ho'sok goo'boy." He continued mouth feeling almost numb as Jungkook chuckled running his hands through his hair once more humming in response.

"Yes, baby. Such a good puppy, you did so well." He praised holding Hoseok tightly as the male continued to try and look about, eyes glossed over and dazed as he continued to mumble to himself. Grabbing the water Jungkook held it up to Hoseok's lips which hung open as his jaw stayed limp, "Here baby drink up for daddy. You wanna stay a good boy don't you?" Jungkook attempted to replenish him with water laughing a bit as the water just slid out of Hoseok's mouth who responded quite late as he swallowed around the air.

"M' goo'boy." Hoseok continued to mumble closing his eyes as he continued to feel floaty whimpering when he felt something wet caress his skin, "No mo' Ho'sok goo'boy." He whined out as he limply tried to push away the hands that were wiping him down with a soaked washcloth. Jungkook held onto Hoseok's wrist kissing his hand as he whispered sweet words into the stunned out males ear.

"You're such a good boy, Hobi. You did so well in taking your punishment. Daddy loves you so much, you look so beautiful right now." Jungkook said while planting soft kisses upon Hoseok's neck and jawline smiling at Taehyung who was rubbing Hoseok down with the washcloth, "You made daddy so proud. Doesn't that make you happy? Aren't you glad daddy's proud of you." He continued to pepper kisses across Hoseok who was now nodding his head halfheartedly.

"I ma' da'y proud?" He asked with a small sniffle lulling his head around trying to sit up only to be held down by Jungkook, "M' ma' daddy mo' proud." Hoseok finished off before closing his eyes and laying his head back on Jungkook's shoulder, going in and out of consciousness as his mind felt muddled, eyes unfocused as his words became unclear.

"Jimin, go get a sippy cup and fill it with water. Yoongi go get some soft and airy clothes so we can slip on him. Ones that smell like either me or Jungkook ok?" Taehyung commanded the subs quickly springing into action as Teahyung combed his fingers through Hoseok's hair, "Never seen Hobi drop this hard." Jungkook just hummed in response kissing each knuckle of Hoseok's, who was still going in and out of consciousness. Jimin returned quickly, handing the sippy cup to Jungkook who quickly placed it between Hoseok's lips sighing in relief when he latched onto it and began drinking. Teahyung continued to comb his hair through Hoseok's hair, smiling when he slowly started coming to, his eyes becoming more clear as he guzzled down the water. Taehyung took the clothes Yoongi had picked out, which was one of Jungkook's large black tees and some pajama shorts.

"Feeling better baby?" Taehyung asked as he resumed stroking Hoseok's hair. The male nodded slowly once he finished drinking all the liquid down. He continued to stay relaxed against Jungkook's chest who was rubbing small circles against his hip with his thumb, the action causing Hoseok to feel content and secure a small smile making its way upon his lips, "You're such a beautiful little pup." Taehyung complimented as he shifted Hoseok so he was sitting up slightly helping the male into the black t-shirt before sliding the shorts on. They all huddled up against the couch once Hoseok fully snapped out of subspace turning on the TV. Hoseok unable to contain his smile as he curled up into Jungkook who wrapped his arms around him continuing his circular motion with his thumb on his hips.