Needs, Lust & Love (OT7/reader)

~20~

Later that evening, Namjoon invites me to come to his room to spend the night with him. As I am cuddled up against his side, my head resting on his broad chest, I can feel that he is troubled. As a leader, he always wants to know how his bandmembers/friends are feeling.
"I can sense that you want to ask me. So do it?" Namjoon grumbles at my remark.
"What happened today with the 95ers?"
"Let's say that our Taehyung got a bit too excited which made his body build up a blockage."
Namjoon eyes me, confusion clear in his eyes.
"He got interested in sex with other men and therefore asked Jimin, his BFF, to help him. However, he wanted to perform at his best that his body got stuck and he could not come."
"Okay, that is something I haven't ever heard."
"Imagine it like this. You are going on stage, want to perform a new song in the best way ever but it is not a type of song that you are used to singing. Let's say for someone like you a song of an opera. Then you are on stage and you really try but you can not find the right tone. You try to pressure yourself so much that your body doesn't cope and you lose your voice."
"You know that you have a very beautiful way to explain things." Namjoon praises me, kissing me tenderly on my forehead. "But you helped him because this evening at dinner, he was happy and carefree, even more than usual."
"Yes, Joonie. I helped him."
"Can I ask you how?"
"Just taking away the pressure to perform and giving him the opportunity to be taken care of instead." Again Namjoon's eyes show confusion.
"I let Jimin fuck him as he was inside of me and he was blindfolded."
"Oh...Oooooohhhhh. Would have loved to see that?"
"Yes, I already know that little dirty mind of yours." I giggle as I place a kiss on his lips.
"Now come on let's sleep, you have to get up early again tomorrow." I continue with a pout, bringing my arms around his waist to hold him close.
"Have I ever tell you how lucky we are that you are in our lives?" I do not respond because I am the luckiest one in this whole house.

Hobi and Yoongi have asked me to come and join them in their studio as they need a female voice to add as a background to one of their tracks. I knock lightly but there is no answer. I check my phone again, just to be sure that I'm at the right place. Having confirmed that this was the location they have asked me to come to, I knock a second time but this time I do not wait for a reply to open the door. The sight that welcomes me is as hot as hell.

Yoongi is sitting in his office chair with Hobi between his legs, eating him out. I close the door silently and rest my back against the wall next to the entry, watching them, arousal spreading throughout my body. Yoongi has his hands on Hobi's head stroking his hair while praises like 'oh yes sunshine, just like that' and 'your tongue is so good' leave his mouth between whimpers.