Jimin's Whore • PJM

♡ Thirty Four ♡

Yoongi opened his pants, sliding them down his thighs, just as pale as the rest of his body. They were strong and you traced a line from one up to his stomach. He groaned reaching for your hands, probably to stop you but he paused over yours. Jimin pulled Yoongi's hand away, their fingers linking over your breast before Jimin moved down your sides.

"She gets to touch hyung." His voice was smoky with desire.

You dipped your fingers into the edge of his waistband, his cock already standing upright. His groan turned to an exhale of breath as you drew him out, the hot throb of skin against your palm. He was long and pale, firm, you let your fingers play along the wet slit. Yoongi responded pushing forward in your hand watching you with half open eyes.

Jimin had pulled your panties away, kissing the side of your neck while his fingers spread your slick wetness through your folds. He was teasing, not giving you enough of anything, it made you shiver, needy. When you moved against him he stopped completely, denying you any sensation at all.

After kicking away his boxers Yoongi eased himself from your hand and laid on the bed, head near the edge. Jimin turned you to face him, and with a soft kiss against your mouth lifted you over Yoongi's head, knees to each side.

"That's right kitten, ride my face." His voice was impossibly deep, his kisses against your inner thigh hot.

When you didn't move immediately his forearms locked around your legs and tugged you down against his mouth. You almost couldn't stand it when his tongue circled your clit, you fell forward, hands catching yourself against his hips. He was so precise with his movements, you felt on fire and couldn't think.

When you looked up Jimin was grinning, his pants and boxers gone. His hard cock in his hand where he stroked it slowly watching you come undone at Yoongi's mouth. He used his other hand to wrap around your throat and tug you forward roughly. He kissed your lips then used teeth, making you whimper at the change in sensation.

"Don't you dare fucking cum for him, you're only my whore." Jimin twisted your face to the side his mouth leaving hot kisses down your jawline. His thumb pressed against your jugular cutting off a infinitesimal amount of blood flood. It felt like a warning, it made you needy and weak for him.

Yoongi was doing everything he could to make you fail, his lips sucking against your clit, the tip of his tongue torture in its rhythm. When his finger slipped inside you winced and demanded your brain not clench and roll with the wave of pleasure. Only Jimin's teeth dragging down your throat kept you floating above water.

Jimin left the bed, standing next to it and pushed you downward, your face toward Yoongi's thighs.

"Suck his cock, maybe you can distract him." You heard the laugh and felt the rush of breath against your wet slit, Yoongi didn't seem to agree.

You took him into your mouth, your hand sliding down his length to his body. He felt weighty against your tongue, you swallowed and widened your lips to take him deeper. You felt the hum of his moan against your body, and knew you couldn't possibly distract him.

You felt Jimin behind you, his hands sliding down your hips, squeezing your ass. You pressed backward, knowing what he was going to do and wanting him to hurry up. When his fingers slid into you with Yoongi's you whined at the stretch, their three fingers spreading you wide. After a moment Yoongi moved his finger, then Jimin followed. You didn't stay empty long when you felt his cock slip against your opening.

"Gag on his cock, you want to be fucked, work for it slut." Jimin's words were low and soft, his hands drifting up your back, tracing the path of your spine. The way he spoke to you made you want to please him, you wanted him to say more.