let's get freaky with it

namgiseok: subspace

"Kfkekekakdkkrk Namseok coax Yoongi into subspace and fuck him in the studio until he's sleepy because he would stop working 🥺" sent by anonymous!

yoongi doesn't hear the knocks on the door to his studio until they become incessant and loud, and he hurriedly stands up and unlocks the door, swinging it inwards to reveal namoon and hoseok. they're each holding a bag of food, and share the same concerned expression.

"yoongi-hyung," namjoon frowns. "we've been calling you for an hour, why haven't you answered?"

"you have?" yoongi raises his brows. hoseok gestures if they can come inside, and yoongi nods, letting them through to sit on his little couch while he takes his chair again. "what time is it?"

"nearly seven," hoseok provides. yoongi arrived at the studio at seven in the morning. which means he's been working for half a day without hardly a break. "you locked yourself in your own head again, didn't you?"

"no, i've just been busy," yoongi argues back. both namjoon and hoseok share a look before they put the bags of food down on the desk. namjoon gestures for yoongi to roll his chair closer, and reluctantly, yoongi does. "what?"

"maybe it's time you took a break," hoseok says. except he says it slowly, his voice lowered, his eyes hooded. "don't you want to take a break?"

"n-no," yoongi denies, even though maybe a bit of rest and some company sounds good. "i'm fine."

"it's okay to not be fine, yoongi-hyung," namjoon says, in the same tenor as hoseok. yoongi can start to feel it, the way their voices cut into his tired mind, gentle. but he won't go down without a fight. "we want you to take a break."

"i-i'm not...done yet," yoongi says, half-heartedly gesturing behind him. hoseok reaches and gently slips his hand into yoongi's. the motion makes yoongi feel light. "'m not..."

"you can always finish later, yoongi," namjoon says, dropping the honourifics when he senses yoongi's close. "for right now... we want you to drop." hoseok squeezes his hand when namjoon says the word, and yoongi feels the breath leave his body. he doesn't glaze over immediately. somewhere, he's still conscious. exactly what they need before they push him down completely.

"tell us what we can do," hoseok says softly. " how can we make you feel better?" they watch yoongi's throat bob.

"i want t'sleep," he says quietly. "'nd be with you."

"want us to drop you now?" namjoon asks, and yoongi finds himself swallowing hard. the bones and muscles in his body are tense. he wants to be limp in their hold.

"want- you," he hums, losing himself a little as he talks. "in- in me." hoseok smiles at the shy tone of yoongi's voice. he gets it when he's almost under. once he drops, he has no filter.

"oh," namjoon hums. "you want us to fuck you to sleep?" yoongi hitches his breath at the blunt wording, but nods. "we'd love to fuck you until you sleep, yoongi." namjoon reaches to grab his other hand. "we just want you to drop." they squeeze both of yoongi's hands when he says it, and yoongi falls down, pliant. "take off your clothes."

"y-yeah," yoongi mumbles as he stands, his hands fiddling with the buttons. hoseok smiles and helps him undo his shirt and his pants so he can slide out of them until he's bare. namjoon runs his hands down his arms before leading him over to the couch, hands and knees, face down and ass up.

"hoseok's going to prep you as quick as he can, so don't move," namjoon says. yoongi nods, completely blank save for the focus on namjoon's instructions. he makes a noise when cold, wet fingers slip into his hole easily, two thrusting inside him. he whines, uselessly gripping at the cushions. namjoon runs blunt nails up and down his back, causing him to shiver before relaxing. he massages the top of yoongi's scalp, easing him into a less-tense state.

"yoongi," hoseok says, catching his attention. "i'm going to fuck you first, and then namjoon will fuck you next. we're going to come in you, and then you'll come. do you understand?"

"u-uh- y-yes," yoongi mutters into the cushions.

"yoongi, when you come, you're going to go to sleep," namjoon says, voice next to yoongi's ear. "we'll take care of you while you sleep. do you understand?"

"yes." yoongi nods into the cushions, and gasps as hoseok slips his cock inside his hole. he stretches around it, but the pain barely registers. hoseok fucks into him immediately, deep thrusts that remind yoongi how deep he really is.

"doesn't he feel good, yoongi?" namjoon asks. "don't you feel good?" namjoon's words make yoongi whine in agreement, his cock starting to grow hard. "he's going to fill you up, and when he does, you'll feel so, so good, right, yoongi?"

"f-fill, yeah, want- want-" yoongi finds himself babbling. namjoon caresses his cheek and yoongi looks up at him, eyes glazed over but full of lust.

"going to come," hoseok says, gripping yoongi's hips. "fuck-" hoseok fucks his cock deep into yoongi as he comes, and as soon as it happens, yoongi moans out, his cock leaking precome and his mind dropping further. he feels tired, sleepy, but still elated as hoseok slips out and namjoon switches places.

namjoon slides his cock in quick before fucking him fast, shifting them on the couch slightly, skin slapping loudly.

"he's going to fuck you real hard, yoongi," hoseok says, slightly out of breath but no less fond. "he'll come, and when he comes, you'll come."

"want, want-" is all yoongi can think of. he wants everything they're willing to give him, bring him to, push him under. whatever it is, he wants it.

"he'll give you what you want as long as you listen," hoseok instructs, and yoongi nods. "if you listen, and do what's said, you'll get what you want. right, yoongi?"

"yes- yes, d-do- do what's s-said," yoongi babbles, and hoseok hums, pushing yoongi's hair back and leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.

he isn't sure how much time passes while namjoon fucks him. it doesn't matter, not until namjoon speaks again.

"i'm going to come soon," he says, voice strained and thrusts quickening. "yoongi." yoongi responds with a whine, focused but empty, and namjoon comes deep. he fills yoongi up and yoongi comes onto the sheets below, moaning and his body nearly giving were namjoon not holding him in place.

a few moments pass before yoongi feels himself drifting, mind tired, body tired, everything tired.

"we'll take care of you while you sleep," hoseok's voice assures, and yoongi breathes out whatever he'd been holding, letting go. "go to sleep."

"sleep," yoongi hums into the cushions. he feels a kiss pressed to his head right before he passes out in namjoon's arms, blissful and blank.