Namjoon finished his shift early. The little cafe he worked at had its slow days, and today was one of them. He had everything done, and his manager told him to go home.
So he did. He walked to work, but he took an Uber home. He wasn't a fan of ubers, but he also didn't want to walk home.
Jungkook's car was in the driveway when he got home, so he knew to check in with him. He wasn't sure about Hoseok, however.
So when he got inside, he went searching for his master. It didn't take long, knowing him. He was in the workout room they converted from a bedroom.
"Master..? I'm home." He spoke, his eyes blatantly checking out Jungkook, in all his sweaty glory.
Jungkook looked over to his submissive, and smiled. He hurried over to Namjoon, and pulled him into a kiss.
At first, Namjoon let him, then remembered he was, in fact, in all his sweaty glory, and backed up quickly, "you stink."
"I saw you checking me out, don't you even lie."
"Master, I did not say you were unattractive. I said you smell gross." Namjoon shot back, and crossed his arms.
Jungkook laughed, and stared Namjoon in the eye, "watch your mouth, pretty boy. I might just have to fuck it."
Namjoon blushed, and went to turn around, but turned right into Hoseok, who had an eyebrow raised.
"Is our slave talking back?" He asked.
Jungkook shook his head, "No, but he's being cheeky. How was your meeting?" He asked, and walked forward to press a kiss to Hoseok's lips.
"It felt super long. But I got what I wanted in the end. Since I had such a good day, why don't we all celebrate with some... celebratory sex, hm?" Hoseok offered. He was always eager for sex, it was almost amusing.
Namjoon laughed a little, and nodded, "I'm glad you had a good day master."
"Get your perky ass upstairs!" He cheered, and smacked Namjoon's ass.
When Namjoon left the two of them, Hoseok pulled Jungkook into a rough kiss, Jungkook reciprocating the behavior. They were always rough on each other.
"You look so fucking hot when you're sweaty." Hoseok said lowly, and pressed a kiss on Jungkook's neck, then turned to go upstairs, dragging the other man with him.
When they got upstairs, Namjoon was on the floor, next to the bed. He was naked, and kneeling, waiting for his masters.
Hoseok hummed. He loved Namjoon and his submissiveness. From what he heard from Taehyung, Yoongi was a bit of a brat, though, he was learning.
Namjoon was perfect. He was trained, and he loved to obey his masters. Besides from occasional passive aggressive comments, he was damn near perfect. They actually liked the occasionally snarky comments. It kept things interesting.
Jungkook shared a glance with Hoseok, and walked towards Namjoon.
"Baby... get on the bed. Hoseok and I are going to take turns with you, okay?" When Namjoon stood, Jungkook gripped onto his neck, pulling him forward into a short kiss, and smiling. "We are going to absolutely ruin you, my little darling. Use you, fuck you, make you cum so many times, until you're absolutely shaking, begging us, for what you aren't sure."
Namjoon shivered in anticipation, nodding. He was so excited. He crawled onto the bed when his neck was released. Jungkook followed after stripping himself, laying in the center of their large bed, and beckoned Namjoon to straddle his lap.
