Jungkook had always been needy when it comes to the other members. He had never wanted to share his own personal items, but he did love affection and feeling involved. When one member went to the store, he'd want to tag along, another member goes out to eat, Jungkook wants to go with them, another member brings something home with them, Jungkook gets curious and looks.

  He feels too in-the-way sometimes.

  The member he felt the most this way was Yoongi, though. His Suga-hyung.

  He'd always find himself wanting to do things that Yoongi does, whether it be fishing with Seokjin, cooking meals for everyone, producing music of his own, or merely even napping or wearing the same style of clothes from headbands to the all black outfits he wears.

  He always finds himself copying him.

  Yoongi found it cute, though. As if he were a father or even someone that Jungkook looks up to. That's what Jungkook thought, too.

  Until one day, it wasn't like that.

  One day, Jungkook and Yoongi were sitting alone in the house. The other members were off doing whatever, but the other two didn't mind. Jungkook was watching as Yoongi was fixing dinner for the two. Usually, Jungkook helps with that. Not today, though.

  Instead, he sat on the stool watching his hyung's hands move ever so slowly against the utensils he used, delicately holding them.

  Jungkook shifted, watching as the older's face was fixed on watching the food cook.

  For some odd reason, Jungkook felt like he never wanted to just sit and watch the man cook ever again. It makes him feel some way. The way his hands move and the focused look on his face makes him look.. hot?

  Jungkook shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts as Yoongi shoved something in the oven. He can't think like that. It's wrong.

  Yet, his breath hitched as Yoongi looked straight up at him, making eye contact.

  "You good?" Yoongi noticed how uncomfortable the younger boy looked.

  "Uh- yeah." He nodded quickly.

  Yoongi raised an eyebrow before shrugging to himself. "Ok, then." He said as he turned around. As he turned, though, he hit his wooden spoon against the wall, making it fall onto the cold wood floor.

  They both stared at it before Yoongi let out a quiet 'damn it', then leaned over to pick it up. Jungkook nearly choked, seeing Yoongi's shirt slightly lift up, showing his ass perfectly.

  "A-Actually, I'm not hungry, h-hyung." He stood up from the stool, then his eyes widened as he felt his pants grow tighter.

  Yoongi picked up the spoon and furrowed his eyebrows as he turned to look at Jungkook. "But, I'm cooking your favorite—"

  "Put it in the fridge." Jungkook cut him off before hurrying off to his bedroom.

  He closed his door and looked down at himself, looking at the noticeable bulge in his pants. "What the hell?" He bit his lip.

This is obviously a mistake, right? How could it be? He's hard because of Yoongi?

  That's hard to say or admit, though. I mean- it's his hyung. Yoongi hyung. The guy he's known for years, and he's never felt this way before, has he? Maybe somewhat..

  "Shit." Jungkook's dirty mind was suddenly filled with Yoongi's ass bent over in front of him, and oh my, how he would love to bend him over the kitchen counter right now.

  He unbuttons his pants with a low groan before he locked his bedroom door. His cock was hard and as he pulled it out of his jeans he felt the relief in how free it felt, but it was still hard and Jungkook knew what he had to do.

  With a soft sigh, he threw his pants to the side, leaving himself in his dark gray hoodie and only that to cover his body.

  He slowly raised his hand up and tickled his thigh until he finally felt his hand gently touch his cock. The thoughts in his mind were about Yoongi and only Yoongi.

  It all felt dirty. But, the thought of small Yoongi on his knees, licking against Jungkook's hard cock made him suffer slowly.

"What the fuck?" He made his way to his bed and rubbed his eyes, wanting- no, needing to get the thought of Yoongi out of his head.

His cock rubbed against his bed as he pressed his face into his pillow. "Ah~ Fuck." He whined, which turned into a groan as he wrapped his long fingers around himself.

He moved against his skin, pumping his cock with no particular pace as he pressed his hips into his sheets, letting his tip hit the cold fabric. His face was pressed into his pillow still as he let out soft moans.

'What is wrong with me?'

The faster he went, the more he felt like he was sinning, but he loved it. Loved sinning.

He felt like he was meant for it.

"Hyung~" He gritted his teeth, and his eyes opened widely, not even realizing he had shut them to begin with. Hyung? Hyung? Really?

He cant control himself anymore.

  He can't stop thinking of Yoongi.

A small knock came through his ears and he stopped himself. He was glad that he had locked the door. Glad he wasn't too loud.

"Kook, the food is done." He heard the voice of the one and only person who made him like this. His hoodie was bunched up and his cock was still in his hand. He picked up his head from the pillow, realizing he was sweaty.

"Y-Yeah?" Jungkook sounded helpless.

"Are you sure.. you don't want any?"

He cursed under his breath. "I'm sure. Just put it in the fridge—"

"What are you doing in there?" Yoongi asked as he pressed against the door. Jungkook had never been so sneaky and quiet before.

Jungkook hissed at the feeling in his stomach. He was so close before Yoongi interrupted.

  "I'm not doing shit, just g-go." He said.

  The harshness that came out of Jungkook made the older flinch. "Don't talk to me like that. What the hell is your problem?"

  Jungkook hated to see him touching himself as Yoongi talked on the other side of the door. It was terrible, he knew. It was all terrible to begin with, anyways.

  "Hyung." He lightly called out, trying to sound normal, but it failed. As he realized that he just moaned, he squeezed himself.

  'That was stupid.' He thought.

  Yoongi's mouth slightly opened, his hand resting against the door frame. Did he just hear that correctly? Did Jungkook just.. moan?

  "Kook, open the door." He ordered.

  Jungkook stopped thrusting into his hand and whined. "N-No." He bit his lip.

  "Open the damn door." Yoongi rolled his eyes as he waited for the door to magically open.

  The younger groaned as he let go of his cock, which twitched in response. He got off of his bed and pulled a pair of sweatpants out of his drawer and tried his best to hide his hard dick as he finally unlocked his door.

  "What do you wa—"

  Jungkook was cut off when Yoongi pulled him forward and connected their lips hungrily. His eyes grew wide, but shut soon after, Yoongi began to push him into his room.

  Their lips moved together harshly and Jungkook wanted more than he could ever imagine. "Hyung," He moaned. "What—"

  "Do you wanna fuck me or not?"

  The question rolled so easily off of Yoongi's lips that Jungkook was beginning to think that this wasn't even real. Maybe he had fallen asleep? Maybe this was some sick joke?

  "Jungkook, please." Yoongi pressed the palm of his hand against Jungkook's hoodie.

  He loved how needy his hyung sounded. This is better than how he was picturing it earlier. But, why is Yoongi kissing him anyways?

  "Fuck," Jungkook groaned as they hit his bed and Yoongi crawled on top of him. He placed kisses along Jungkook's jaw and moved his hips desperately against him, making the younger grip tightly onto his thighs.

  Yoongi loved that.

  He loved having Jungkook cave in on him. He loved the way his hands held so tightly onto him that it could leave bruises. He wants that. He wants bruises and marks from him.

  "W-What are we doing?" Jungkook asked.

  Yoongi leaned up and smirked down at him. "You're a little dense, aren't you?" He chuckled as he rolled his hips against him, making his ass move onto Jungkook's still hard dick.

  "F— Hyung-"

  "You can curse." Yoongi kissed Jungkook's ear and bit slightly on it. "You don't have to respect hyung tonight." He whispered in his ear.

  Jungkook's cock twitched under Yoongi.

  He had never heard such dirty things come from him— but then Yoongi moaned as Jungkook grabbed his ass— and that was the dirtiest thing he had heard from him.

"Fuck, you feel so good." Yoongi whined into Jungkook's ear. Jungkook could tell that he wanted this just as much as he did. Otherwise, he wouldn't have started this and he wouldn't be so needy just by a mere touch.

  He held tightly onto Yoongi as he pushed his hips harshly against his ass, making him bounce slightly. Yoongi let out a soft moan, feeling the younger's hands make their way under the fabric that covered his chest.

  Jungkook made his way to Yoongi's nipple, knowing that he could easily make his hyung whine just like he wanted. And he did.

  He squirmed as Jungkook pinched slightly onto his nipple. "Ride me, hyung."

  That's all it took for Yoongi to sit up onto Jungkook's lap, finally looking him in the eye before he took his t-shirt off himself.

  Yoongi undressed almost too slowly, which made Jungkook want to rip his clothes off.

  When he was finally down to his boxers, he lifted off of Jungkook, sitting on his knees that straddled the younger, and he finally revealed his pretty little body to Jungkook.

  "Turn around." Jungkook ordered.

  Yoongi listened, turning around to straddle Jungkook the other way. He was surprised to feel Jungkook's hand grab his ass, so he moved it more into view. "You like that, Kook?"

  Jungkook chuckled at Yoongi's teasing voice before he squeezed harshly onto his skin.

  "I love it." He said as Yoongi gasped.

  He told Yoongi to take his sweatpants off for him, which he gladly did, also taking off his own boxers in the process. His whole ass was in Jungkook's view, and that's exactly what he had pictured and wanted.

  Well- he pictured him over the kitchen counter, but this is even better.

  Yoongi moved his ass against Jungkook's boxers, making him hiss. "B-Baby— Uh- Hyung, go get the lube and condoms out of the third drawer over there." He pointed.

  Yoongi slid off the bed eagerly and went straight for the drawer. He was scared at the comdom size, but giggled at the lube.

  "Wow." He got back in his position.

  Jungkook took the condom and ripped it open. "I'll fuck you raw if you laugh at my choice in lube again, hyung." He said sternly as he rolled the condom onto himself.

  Yoongi thought about being fucked raw by him, but it all left as he felt Jungkook push him against his legs and ease a finger into him.

  He let out a satisfied moan, loved being dominated, but also loved being a power bottom. He felt the switch between the two. He could tell that Jungkook almost had let his hyung take over at first, but it all changed when Jungkook realized what was going on, and that Yoongi actually wanted him for sure.

  That's hot to Yoongi.

  When Jungkook stuck another finger into him and started scissoring him, he could feel Yoongi moving his ass back into his fingers.

  "Stop being so fucking needy," Jungkook shoved his fingers in slightly harder as Yoongi began to fuck himself onto his fingers. "I'm trying to finger you myself, here." He said.

  "Y-You're going too slow." Yoongi felt his dick rubbing against the blanket beneath him and he wanted to touch himself so badly, but his hands were too busy holding onto Jungkook's lovely thick thighs. Jungkook shoved his fingers faster, making Yoongi moan into the blanket. "S-Shit." He whined.

  A third finger was added before Jungkook began to touch his cock, covering it with as much lube as he could.

  "Okay, baby." He took his fingers out of the needy man and smirked. "Ride."

  Yoongi lifted up from the bed and straddled Jungkook, his back facing him. He turned around only to hold onto Jungkook's dick, which was the first time he had even actually touched it, and he guided it to his hole.

  They both hissed and moaned as the tip of Jungkook's cock buried into Yoongi's ass.

  "Fuck." Jungkook rolled his head back into his pillow as Yoongi sunk down slowly onto him.

  Yoongi was breathing heavily, trying to be good for Jungkook. He usually isn't this needy, but he hasn't been touched in years, and only touched himself when he felt in the mood.

  He did as he was told and began to ride Jungkook. His hips rolled back onto the younger, letting their sweaty skin collide. After he felt comfortable with it, he began going faster, moaning as the right spot was hit.

"K-Kook.." His knees were growing tired, but it didn't stop him from moving, wanting the pleasure. Jungkook was biting his lip, trying not to lose himself with Yoongi.

His pretty moans made this way more enjoyable. "Fuck this." Jungkook wrapped his hands around Yoongi's waist and pulled him down hard onto him as he thrusted upward at the same time, earning a quick, loud moan.

He kept going, pulling Yoongi into him as he thrusted. Yoongi gave out and let Jungkook hit his spot over and over again, feeling how his fingers sunk deeper into his pretty skin.

Yoongi pulled at his own cock, desperate to touch himself. He was the first to come as Jungkook kept thrusting into him. He let out a moan as the white covered his hand.

Jungkook couldn't see Yoongi, only his back, but he knew that he had came when he moaned that way and his hole clenched around him.

Not too long after, Jungkook came inside of the condom, feeling it drip down his cock.

"Hyung," He said after a while of Yoongi just sitting there, Jungkook still inside of him.

"I- I liked it when you called me baby." Yoongi turned around to face Jungkook. His face was red and he seemed as if he was catching his breath still. He finally got off of Jungkook's cock and fell onto the bed with relief.

The younger smiled as he realized that he was the reason for his hyung looking like this.

"You're beautiful, baby."

Yoongi blushed and clenched onto the blanket underneath him as Jungkook slowly ran his hand up his thigh, making it tingle.

"Save the soft shit for after you clean us up." Yoongi pouted as he sat up and furrowed his eyebrows at the mess they had made.

Jungkook smiled, realizing that this is still Yoongi hyung, still the person who doesn't know how to take his love and affection without panicking, but he loved it.

"Okay, but we're gonna talk about this."

"O-Okay.."

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i edited - may do pt 2