let's get freaky with it

minjoon: skirting around

"Jiminie is such a slut that he walks around with just a skirt, no panties and pretends to be busy on his phone will bent over the counter to show off his hole filled with a toy and waits until a member comes to replace it :( he doesn't even care who Cuz he'll take whatever cock he can get" sent by anonymous!

the thing about jimin is that he knows how to get exactly what he wants.

namjoon steps into the kitchen without realising jimin is even there.

"hi, hyung," jimin practically purrs. the lower half of his body is hidden by the counter island, and namjoon barely pays jimin any mind as he rounds the island towards the cabinets. he hears jimin's feet pad away as his fingers graze a box on the top shelf.

"why does hyung always put this shit on the top shelf?" namjoon grumbles, finally getting a hold of the edge of the box and sliding it down into his arms. he huffs and turns, and that's when he stops.

slut is the first word that comes to mind.

jimin is bent over the counter on his phone, away from namjoon, looking very invested in whatever he's scrolling through.

jimin is also wearing a skirt that's ridden up to show the vibrator buzzing in his hole. namjoon's mouth waters at the lack of panties jimin's wearing, his ass round and bare.

namjoon drops the box from his hands and he swears he sees jimin's shoulders shake. he swallows as he hears the vibrator buzz even more, watching jimin's legs tense up at the sudden increase.

it takes a few moments for namjoon to process it, but once he's finished taking in the scene before him, he feels his chest swell.

slut.

that's what he thinks when he sees jimin, purposefully putting himself on display, waiting for anyone to take advantage, to use him. namjoon's cock twitches in his jeans like it's telling him to do it.

slowly, namjoon steps towards jimin and runs his hands across the smoothness of his ass, skirt falling over the tops of his hands as he digs his fingers into the skin.

"baby," namjoon hums as he leans forward, lips grazing jimin's ear, "just what do you think you're doing?"

jimin doesn't answer with anything but a short shake of his hips, vibrator buzzing back and forth. namjoon leans in to look at his phone, and goes hot. jimin's using an app, fucking himself on the vibrator there on purpose. enticing namjoon, challenging him.

slowly, namjoon reaches a hand down and presses on the bottom of the vibrator, the length of it sliding it just that bit more. jimin holds back on a whine, head falling down just a bit.

"desperate slut, aren't you?" namjoon hums as he pats the vibrator a few more times, jimin going weak in his knees. namjoon's breath is hot against the cone of his ear and it's almost too hard not to beg.

namjoon slips his hips closer, the length of his cock pressing up against jimin's ass through his jeans. telling him what his actions are causing.

"p-please," jimin says, so quiet that even namjoon struggles to hear it. jimin presses his hips back, into namjoon's cock, and the groan that escapes his throat is loud, almost embarrassingly so.

namjoon slips back a little and undoes his jeans just enough for his cock to be out. jimin whines at the loss of him, the toy buzzing violently. namjoon tilts to see the sensor on the app on its highest setting.

namjoon reaches around and grabs the phone from jimin's hands, sliding it away. he whimpers as namjoon then reaches down and grabs the edge of the vibrator, working it out of him slowly. he slips it back and forth, fucking it into him for a moment before sliding it all the way out and tossing it next to his phone. it buzzes uselessly against the tile.

jimin gasps at the feeling of namjoon's cock pressing up against his hole, and namjoon drapes back over him.

"if this is what the slut wants," he hums as the tip of his cock slips inside, "then this is what the slut gets."

before jimin can say anything, namjoon slides the rest of his cock in, ass against skirt-covered hips, the edge of the fabric bunched up above where namjoon's cock starts to fuck him.

"you're so fucking desperate," he groans, jimin's hands splaying out on the counter. they don't take into consideration that they're in the middle of the kitchen, namjoon fucking him deep against the counter.

not that anyone would care much. they'd probably be jealous that namjoon had been the one to catch him.

"look at you," namjoon says as he fucks his cock in a little rougher. "desperate slut. walking around so fucking needy and horny. you were just waiting for someone to come and use you, huh?"

"y- yes- fuck-" jimin whines as his head falls onto the counter, whines escaping his throat with every thrust namjoon gives. "w-wante- wanted c-cock-"

"couldn't even bother hiding your little secret, either." namjoon adjusts and thrusts hard, jimin's own hard cock bobbing underneath the front of his skirt. the head rubs against the fabric, precome leaking into it. "no panties, short skirt... what a fucking slut."

jimin's cry as namjoon speeds his thrusts is what namjoon will take as an agreement. because jimin knows. he knows what he did, why he did it, and what would happen. someone was bound to break.

he's glad it had been namjoon. namjoon knows exactly how he likes to be fucked. hard. rough.

the vibrator continuously buzzes on the counter, and namjoon reaches for it again, grasping the end and lowering it down. jimin gasps and squirms when namjoon drags it along the length of his cock as he fucks him. he can't move, turn away from the vibrations to keep himself from coming, namjoon's actions relentless.

in a swift motion, namjoon presses the toy against jimin's cock and wraps his hand around them both, keeping it in place as he leans back a bit and thrusts quick, cock fucking into jimin's prostate.

it's so fucking much but it's exactly what jimin wants.

"h- hyung-" jimin cries out as he comes, cock throbbing in namjoon's hand as the front of his skirt is ruined. he clenches tight around namjoon's thick cock, sudden enough for namjoon to stutter and come himself, filling jimin up.

jimin twists in his hold as he goes sensitive, namjoon giving a few final thrusts as his grip on jimin's cock loosens, vibrator still teasing the head.

"slut," namjoon finalises as he slides his cock out. jimin's skirt falls back over his ass, just above his hole where come drips out. he breathes heavily, slumped over the counter.

he can't help but smile to himself. the slut had gotten exactly what he wanted.