Everyone Has A Home

Chapter 9: Planet Earth

 They had all gone their separate ways to change, and for the three that would be in charge to supposedly get some things ready, Jimin had joined Jungkook in his room in order to help him find something to wear. Taehyung and Namjoon had agreed that tonight was not the night for anything too intense for Jungkook, they were only going to get him into subspace and teach him some basics, no sex involved. Namjoon had reassured Taehyung that he would be there to help him and that Hobi would be right there as well, even if he would be occupied with the trouble Jimin would cause once he was riled up enough.

Jungkook and Jimin had waited for the text that they could come back to the living room, Jimin realizing quickly that Jungkook was going to be just fine, and that he wasn't even nervous, just excited. The doms for the night had moved the coffee table away from the couch; it was covered in assorted gear. Jungkook squealed internally, seeing cuffs, rope, gags, but also how stunning all three men sitting on the couch looked. Jimin and Jungkook had stopped just next to the end of the couch close to the hallway; everyone had agreed that this would be the moment things started. It was no surprise that Hoseok took the initiative with the subs," Jimin, you come to me, Jungkook, you go in front of Taehyung and Namjoon and copy what Jimin does. Remember last night how you couldn't use my name? It's the same as that. You call all of us Sir, but pay the most attention to Taehyung. You are ultimately his tonight. We're gonna use the color system, so green is good, yellow you need a minute, red everything stops and we go into cuddle pit mode."

Jungkook did as instructed. Now standing in front of Taehyung, but keeping his gaze on Jimin and his attention on Hoseok. Hobi snapped, and Jimin immediately got in position kneeling with his palms face up, resting on his knees, Jungkook followed Jimins' movement and fell to his knees to copy him quickly. Taehyung stood in front of him, "Don't look up unless I tell or guide you to do so. I'm going to have Namjoon help me to restrain your hands; he won't touch you otherwise, okay?" "Yes sir", Jungkook answered promptly and held back a shutter, he wanted to be good and make all of his Hyungs proud.

Hoseok had already cuffed Jimin's hand and had dragged him to sit on his lap on the couch. Jungkook stayed still, letting his arms be guided wherever they were needed, his blood rushing a little as he felt leather wrap around each wrist, his arms being pulled behind him. He felt the presence of someone's hands close to his neck, then Namjoon spoke up, "I think you'll look so good with something around that throat." Jungkook felt the soft cord wrap around him, and two fingers push at his chin to make him look up, no one was in front of him, both men working on decorating him however they chose.

Namjoon secured the rope to his neck and then had Taehyung hold his wrists in position and connected the rope to them, properly tying the maknae up. Taehyung walked to where Jungkook could see him, crouching to be eye level, "What's your color?" Jungkook knew he didn't need to make eye contact, " Green, Sir." Taehyung grinned, reaching up to pet his sub's hair, " Good boy." Jungkooks' heart fluttered, and he felt his head swimming a little, he noticed Namjoon's feet moving past him out the corner of his eyes. Hoseok's voice broke through the room, " Namjoon, bring me a gag so I can keep this brats mouth full while we enjoy the show."

Namjoon plopped down onto the couch after handing Hoseok what he asked for and relaxed, admiring just how sexy the younger boy looked as well as how good he was doing so far. He would have freaked out as soon as he felt the cuff wrap his wrist. There was a good reason he was strictly a dom. Taehyung went back to the coffee table and grabbed the other ball gag that had been placed there. " I trust that you would want to behave as much as possible, but I also want you to get a feel for how fun these are so open wide baby" Jungkook furrowed his brows but did as told. Soon enough, he saw a big purple ball heading straight for his mouth. Taehyung fastened the straps behind his head, making sure it wasn't too tight but that he wouldn't be able to spit it out either. Taehyung backed away as he admired the view, he sat down on the couch next to Namjoon and got comfortable, figuring he'd test Jungkooks' patience while he was at it and decided not to acknowledge him for a bit.