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Namjoon didn’t plan it, not at first. But it worked it out so well.
He’d always known beneath his calm exterior there was something different about him, darker. The things he liked to think about late at night with his hand wrapped around himself weren’t vanilla by any means.
He thinks he’s made a mistake at first, becoming the leader of a K-pop band. Worried his dark tendencies will be encouraged once he has actual power to weild. But nothing much changes until he meets Jungkook.
There’s nothing sexual for years, Namjoon might be twisted but even he knows he can’t corrupt a child. Then Jungkook turns 18, he’s still smaller than Namjoon, all wide eyed and eager to please and Namjoon starts to play a few games with him.
Jungkook has a terrible habit of biting his nails and Namjoon takes to giving him a sugar free lollipop or a fruit ice pop to distract him instead. Once Jungkook hums happily sucking the treat, so easily lead, Namjoon always makes sure to praise him, encouraging his want to please.
Praising is something that comes easy to Namjoon, he tells Jungkook he’s a great singer, an amazing dancer, a good brother and band mate. Then he backs off, just a little at first and then a little more. Then Jungkook starts to ask,
“Hyung, did I do good?”
“Was that okay?”
“What do you think?”
“Do you really think I did good hyung?”
Namjoon smiles kindly and praises the maknae with a friendly pat to his butt just to drive the point home and if those pats get a little harder each time well, Jungkook never says anything and Namjoon doesn’t either. This goes on for over a year, the slow and steady game of giving Jungkook an oral fixation and a praise kink heightened by a smack on his behind.
Once they move out of their first dorm and into their new one Namjoon runs them through the house rules, like he did the first time. But at the end he adds,
“And no jerking off when someone else is home!” It’s a long shot, he says it mockingly and the others laugh it off, but Namjoon wants to know if Jungkook will listen. It happens much quicker than he expects.
“Namjoon hyung can I talk to you?”
“Of course, come in.”
No one else is home, it’s late and Jungkook sits of the end of Namjoon’s bed where Namjoon lounges.
“Well, I was wondering about one the house rules?“
“Yeah? Do you want to talk about swapping chores?”
“Oh, no… I was wondering if you were serious about the last rule?“
“What was the last rule? It was two weeks ago now Kook-ah I can’t remember what I said.”
“Um, that we’re not allowed to… you know… if someone else is home? But we’re never alone, I haven’t. I mean…”
“You haven’t touched yourself since we moved?”
“No.” Jungkook blushes, shaking his head and Namjoon holds back his mean grin.
“You’re always so good. I never have to worry about you causing me trouble or stressing me out.”
“I don’t want to stress you out over this, I’m sorry.” Jungkook goes to stand up but Namjoon leans forward and grabs his arm, gently pulling him back down.
“You know you can always talk to me about anything. I just said that rule so we could be mindful of consent. You understand?”
“Not really?“
“Well, do you want hear every time one of the guys jerks off?”
“No.”
“So same goes the other way around. They might not want to hear it from you either.”
“But I can be quiet.” Jungkook insists almost pouting.
“You can?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay prove to me you can be quiet and I’ll change the rules.” Namjoon shrugs like it’s easy and Jungkook blinks.
“Should I?” Jungkook points in the direction of his room but Namjoon shakes his head.
“No, lay down here. I don’t mind.”
“Uh, okay.” Jungkook agrees and Namjoon thinks the self imposed chastity and worked in his favour. He underestimated the compliance it would bring, as Jungkook lays down next to him and pulls his sweatpants down straight away.
“Whoa, who taught you to jerk off? You don’t go straight for it, where’s the fun in that?” Namjoon scolds and Jungkook flinches at the tone pulling his hands back like he’s been burned.
“Sorry, sorry.”
“That’s okay, why don’t you let hyung help you? You must be going crazy if haven’t done this in over two weeks.”
“Yeah, sorry I’m not thinking straight.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you.” Namjoon pats his head and Jungkook nods eagerly.
“How does this feel?” Namjoon runs his hands through Jungkook’s hair firmly.
“Nice.”
“Open your mouth.” Namjoon doesn’t leave space for Jungkook to think as he pushes his thumb inside the youngest’s mouth, who immediately starts sucking on reflex.
“You’re so good, you’re really cute with the way you listen to me. You trust me so much, don’t you?”
“Mmmh.” Jungkook hums dazed and nods his agreement.
“Does it feel good to suck on something?”
Jungkook squirms and hums around Namjoon’s thumb.
“Good boy. How about this?”
Namjoon runs his hand over Jungkook’s chest, just tracing and pressing gently into the skin around his nipples through his shirt. Jungkook whines.
Namjoon is surprised, he didn’t think Jungkook would be so open and easy to manipulate like this. So sensitive and pliant under his hands. But as Namjoon rubs his fingers firmly over and over Jungkook’s chest his hips start rolling.
“Do you want to come already?” Namjoon asks, pulling his thumb out of Jungkook’s wet mouth so he can answer properly.
“Yes? I mean, no? What should I do?”
“You know it always feels so much better when you edge yourself first, right?”
“You mean get close and then stop?”
“Yeah it feels incredible, you must have tried it at least once?”
“Uh, no I’ve never been able to stop.”
“Really? That’s disappointing.”
“But, but you could help me? Right?” Jungkook suggests, hopeful, so eager to come he’d agree to just about anything as Namjoon continues to tug and twist at his nipples. He’s never touched himself there before either but now it’s like shocks of pleasure are rolling over his entire body.
“Of course I can help you. You’ll be good for me right? Like you always are?” Namjoon checks, he shifts them so he’s sitting with his back against the headboard and Jungkook is straddling his lap. He spanks Jungkook gently, but it’s still a hit rather than a pat as he praises him.
“Always good.” Jungkook repeats, the hits on his ass do something to him, they always have but now it’s magnified and he chokes on his breath.
“So when you get close I need you to say the word stop. Okay? Don’t wait too long. I’ll soon figure out how your body shows me it’s ready to come.” Namjoon explains as he reaches to pull Jungkook’s hard cock from his sweats and boxers.
Jungkook whines immediately, squirming in Namjoon’s lap. Namjoon wastes no time getting him to the first edge.
“Stop!” Jungkook shouts, and Namjoon takes his hand away quickly. Jungkook feels himself shake, tears gather behind his eyes as he feels the pleasure recede leaving him horribly dissatisfied.
“I didn’t see much sign from your body you were close, are you sure that was close enough?”
“I could get closer.”
“I know you can, let’s try again. Good boy, you’re so good. Listening to hyung so well.” Namjoon smacks Jungkook ass again, over his sweatpants but Jungkook still writhes, Namjoon rubs his other hand over the precome gathered at Jungkook’s tip before going back to jerking him off slowly.
Between the unintentional chastity, the soft spanking and the hand on his cock Jungkook can’t help the noises that fall from his slack mouth. He’s lost, everything feels so good, so safe, he throws his head back and rolls his hips. It takes him by surprise, his hips stop before he realises and Namjoon’s hand is off his dick before he cries out,
“Stop! Please!”
“Much better.” Namjoon praises again and rubs Jungkook sides kindly, stroking his hair and thumbing his nipples.
“Please.”
“You want another?”
“Please.” Jungkook repeats, mind gone, desperate beyond belief, he’s never felt this good before as Namjoon goes back to rubbing his hard cock and hitting his ass.
Namjoon works him slower this time, giving him space to build up to the orgasm he’s so desperately chasing. He spanks harder, jerks slower and Jungkook whines and whines. It’s painful, Jungkook thinks, as he gets closer and closer, but fuck it feels so good.
Namjoon watches closely as Jungkook falls apart in his arms. Eyes glassy, hair sweaty, thighs shaking and hips snapping. Namjoon watches as Jungkook drops his head forward, grabbing Namjoon’s arms for support as his hips stutter, shake and stop and Namjoon takes his hands away as Jungkook cries.
“Don’t stop. Please.” Jungkook pleads, unable to stop the tears and he tries to rub his cock on Namjoon’s thigh, stomach, anything. Namjoon simply grabs his hips and holds him still as his orgasm fades away.
“That wasn’t very good of you little bun was it?”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t. I, I couldn’t”
“Couldn’t stop yourself huh?”
“No”
“You’re too inexperienced to do this on your own Kook, you need my help.”
“Help.” Jungkook repeats, all thoughts gone but the need to please, the need to come.
“Let’s get you undressed I bet you’re hot right?”
Jungkook nods dumbly and let’s Namjoon undress him until he’s back sitting in Namjoon’s lap completely naked.
“Do you feel a little better now?”
“Better.” Jungkook agrees, if Namjoon says it’s better now then it is.
“So were you really going to rub yourself off on me? Like a little rabbit would do?” Namjoon teases and Jungkook blushes.
“I don’t know.”
“Why don’t you show me huh? Be good now and show hyung how desperate you are.”
Jungkook moves so he’s only straddling one of Namjoon’s thighs as he shuffles forward and starts to grind himself against Namjoon’s hip. Namjoon helps out by raising his leg slightly and Jungkook pants and the pleasure kicks up and his hips snap faster.
“Hold your arms behind your back bun, good boy.” Namjoon spanks again as Jungkook obeys, sending a bolt of pleasure through him as he cries out.
“I don’t think, I don’t. I can’t.”
“You can’t?”
“I don’t think I can come like this.” Jungkook gets out, so many words for how mindless he’s feeling. Then Namjoon starts spanking him again, so much harder this time on his bare skin and Jungkook sobs loudly with every smack.
“Ah, ah, aaaaaah.” Jungkook whines and shakes and continues humping against Namjoon like a dumb little animal until his whines get higher and higher and his hips stutter.
Namjoon watches in delight as he grabs Jungkook’s hips to stop him coming, Jungkook starts to cry properly and starts babbling completely incoherently.
Namjoon shushes him, holds him as Jungkook shakes and cries, the teasing hurts, it feels so good but hurts so much.
“You’re doing so well little bunny. You were so good showing hyung how desperate you are. You couldn’t stop yourself crying no?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, you look pretty. So desperate, it’s proof that you’re trying so hard to be good. I’m so proud of you.” Namjoon watches as Jungkook sniffles, hands still held behind his back obediently.
“Doesn’t this feel so much better than you try and do it yourself?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t think you should try and do it yourself anymore bun, just come and ask hyung to help you. Does that sound good?”
Jungkook feels himself shiver all over, Namjoon continues to run his hands over his nipples, ass, delivering maddening spanks and rubbing his hips and thighs making him come undone even though he’s not on the edge anymore. Has Namjoon always called him so many pet names? It feels like he could come just by being called bun or bunny alone as long as Namjoon was touching him while he said it.
“Are you listening to me?“ Namjoon watches Jungkook try his best to pay attention, his hips are still rolling uselessly desperate for friction.
“Sorry, I can’t… I don’t…”
“Calm down little bun, settle down a moment.” Namjoon stops his teasing and lets Jungkook breathe for moment chest shaking with his constant panting.
“Can you pay attention now?”
“I’m listening.”
“Doesn’t this feel better than when you play by yourself?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Then next time you want to come, you’ll come and ask me to help? Right?”
“Hyung help?”
“That’s right, I’ll help you come whenever you want.”
“I want-“
“I know, I know. You won’t disappoint me?“
“Never.”
“You won’t ask anyone else to help you either?”
“Only you, always you.” Jungkook babbles, his arms are going a little numb as he sways in Namjoon’s lap.
“You wanna come now?”
“Please, please it hurts, hyung.” Jungkook begs, shifting on his knees trying to get closer to Namjoon somehow.
“I’ll help you, now spread your legs over me. There you go.” Namjoon rearranges Jungkook so he’s on his knees, thighs spread wide over Namjoon’s lap so he can’t move much, no where to go.
“Now I need you to keep talking, do you think you can do that? I need to hear how badly you need it so I can help you.” Namjoon explains and Jungkook nods mindlessly.
Namjoon reaches around to his bedside drawer and grabs a bottle of lube, pours some in his hand and slicks up Jungkook’s desperately hard cock, the effect is immediate as Jungkook starts to beg shamelessly.
“Ah, hyung. P-Please. Oh! Please, please help me. I need-“
“Say, your bunny needs to come.”
“I?“
Namjoon slows his hand as he watches Jungkook struggle.
“Why?”
“Hyung wants to hear you say it? Don’t you like playing this game?”
“I, I do like it.” Jungkook licks his lips and tries to chase his pleasure only to have Namjoon grip the base of his cock painfully hard.
“Ah! Hyung! Stop!”
“I thought you liked playing as my little bun.”
“I do! I’m sorry! I’ll say it, please stop. It hurts so much.” Jungkook begs and squirms, babbling his apologies and Namjoon’s hand finally loosens.
“Thank you, ah. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be bad.”
“You’re not bad.” Namjoon tells him, with a smack. Jungkook whines.
“Now say it.”
“Your- Your b-bunny needs to… Needs to come.” Jungkook blushes, humiliation burns through him and makes his hip stutter all at once.
“There’s my good boy.” Namjoon picks up the pace once more, torn between bringing Jungkook to his climax with spanking or sucking. Deciding he wants to hear the maknae’s cute begging he stars to smack his now red ass non stop and he jerks faster.
“Please, please. Hyung- Na-Oh!”
“Are you close?”
“Yes! Yes!”
“Then say it.”
Jungkook is gone, lost in Namjoon’s twisted game completely mindlessly as he begs.
“Please let your bunny come, please let bun come please, please, please.” Jungkook reaches the edge and teeters there, waiting for it to ripped away.
“Stop!” Jungkook shouts, confused by Namjoon’s rules and then he cries hard as Namjoon cruelly denies him once more.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I don’t mean stop. I just wanted, I wanted to be good you said. You said if I was, if I was close I should say stop I didn’t want. Bunny doesn’t want you to stop, please.” Jungkook sobs, and Namjoon revels in his torment.
“Oh it’s okay bun, you did so good. You were just trying to be a good boy for me, weren’t you?”
“I’m sorry, got confused. Need your help.” Jungkook feels like he can’t breathe, but then Namjoon starts touching him again, the spanking and jerking picks up and Jungkook moans so loudly the neighbours probably hear it.
“You can ask nicely and I’ll give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Jungkook’s there already, he’s been ready forever.
“Please, hyung, help me?”
“Help you what?”
“Please I can’t-“
“Who needs my help!”
“Me! Bunny! Your bunny please!”
“Ask, come on, good boy, you’re so close.”
“Please hyung, can bunny come? Please? Can I? Can bun-“
“Yes, come. Come for me little bun.”
Jungkook wails, his orgasm hits like lightening, striking him where he kneels. Namjoon watches in amazement as Jungkook comes, and comes, shakes and whines his way through it. Namjoon makes sure to keep up his harsh spanks. Though his arm is aching a little, and to milk Jungkook through the best orgasm of his life.
“Ah, too much.” Jungkook whines as he calms down from his high, his head still stupid and so gone for Namjoon.
“You’re still hard.” Namjoon points out, and Jungkook looks down confused and sees his cock still hard in Namjoon’s hand despite the impressive amount of come on Namjoon’s stomach.
“Oh.”
Namjoon rubs it experimently but Jungkook resists, shaking his head desperately.
“Too much.” He repeats.
“Do you feel good?”
“So good.”
“And you want to thank me for helping you?”
“Of course. I’ll help you.”
“So you’ll come again?”
“I’m too sensitive.” Jungkook frowns.
“What if I could make you come without touching your cute little cock?”
“You can?” Jungkook slips over the endearment, not sure if he likes it or not and Namjoon nods.
“Of course. You trust me right?”
“Always.”
And that’s how Jungkook ends up sitting on Namjoon’s cock, panting and babbling.
“You look so good bunny.”
“Bunny good?”
“Yeah. My bunny’s so good.”
“Ah!”
“Right there yeah?”
“Aah, ah- AH!”
“Could you come from this? Remember you have to say stop when you’re close.”
“Hyung, please.”
“Bunny can’t take anymore edging?”
Jungkook moans, filthy and loud. He doesn’t know if he’s capable of anything else right now.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t intend to be so mean on your first time playing bunny with me. I’ve been pretty hard on you haven’t I?”
Jungkook cries out and nods, helpless and still so turned on it hurts.
“Have I been being mean to my little bun?”
“Mean.” Jungkook parrots, throwing his head back.
“Shall I be nice to my bunny now, for being such a good boy?”
Jungkook can’t form words to respond and he drools from his slack mouth, unable to control it anymore. Too much to think about to control it.
Namjoon pulls Jungkook down into his lap hard, grinding himself against that sweet spot where Jungkook’s never touched before. Namjoon keeps him there, relentless pressure rubbing on Jungkook’s prostate.
“Hyu- Bun… P-ple-“
“Come on bun, come for me again.”
Jungkook’s vision goes black, the pleasure knocks him out. He comes to with Namjoon’s cock still inside him as he comes again.
“Are you still coming bun?”
“Ah!” Jungkook feels another burst of pleasure as Namjoon comes inside him. The feeling is strange, so intimate, Jungkook wants to feel like this all the time.
Jungkook let’s Namjoon move his limp body around, completely pliant for his hyung. He must fall asleep because the next thing he knows he’s tucked up in Namjoon’s bed with a borrowed t-shirt on.
“There you are, how do you feel?”
“So good, I want to. I want to feel so good all the time.”
“I can make you feel this good whenever you want bun. You just have to ask.”
“Okay.” Jungkook mumbles, cuddling into Namjoon’s side.
“Did… Did bunny do good?“
“So good, my bunny was the best.”
“Your bunny.”
Jungkook confirms as he passes out, drained from the intense edging and orgasms. Namjoon grins wide and manic, he never thought he could push Jungkook this far. Now he has even more games to start to play.