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“WHAT A SHOW LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!” The announcer says into the mic, hand on his head as he loosens his tie. “The star quarterback Jeon Jungkook is outshining his opponents as he’s finally subbed in in the last few minutes, scoring goal after goal, managing to tie the score with the help of his teammates.”
The crowd roars as another point is won, Jungkook jogging his way back to the middle as he and his teammates pat each other for a job well done, hitting themselves softly with their heads protected by the sturdy helmets. He looks at the big monitor, a few seconds left and only one point to be made to break the tie.
“Let’s go Jeon!!” His best friend Kim Namjoon says as he pats his shoulders. “We got them, just have to break formation, intercept and make a mad dash to score a point.”
“If they have you on lock, do a handoff to me!” Min Yoongi says as he reaches them. “They know I’m the fastest runner, I got like four of them on my ass all the time.”
“We got this guys!” Jungkook says when his teammates huddle around him. “We just have to get to the end zone and score that touchdown. Play like we always do, precise and fierce. We’re a team, no hogging the ball, a victory by anyone is a victory by everyone, are we clear?!”
“Yes captain!” They all yell, Namjoon and Yoongi looking at Jungkook with pride on their faces, thank God the helmet hides Jungkook’s blush from being admired by his idols, the captain and co-captain before him who gave him their spot this year.
“LET’S GO JUNGKOOK!!!” Jungkook’s head quickly turns as he hears the sweet, and proudly loud, voice of his boyfriend followed by the crowd as he shakes his pom poms with the other cheerleaders. “YOU GOT THIS BABY, BEAT THEIR ASSES!!!”
Jin jumps as he waves his arms, Jimin and Taehyung doing the same as the other cheerleaders giggle, watching the only men in their team cheer for their boyfriends. The trio blow kisses to their footballer boyfriends, the footballers doing the same and watching them fake they faint.
“We just had to get with the loudest cheerleaders.” Yoongi sighs, making a heart with his hands towards Jimin who winks at him.
“And the spiciest.” Namjoon signals for Taehyung to calm down, he won’t be able to walk straight if Taehyung keeps puffing his cheek and moving his hand too close to his mouth.
“I’d say the bravest.” Jungkook says loud enough for his best friends to hear, noticing how their skirts are strangely higher than normal, giving Jungkook a clear view of Jin’s crotch at the angle he is and… he looks at his friends. “Not a lot of guys want to be cheerleaders and when they do they don’t wear a skirt.”
“Sure, not like you can see their panties more than the others.” Namjoon comments as he whistles, chuckling when he sees Taehyung’s.
“Concentrate.” Yoongi chides, willing his eyes away from his boyfriend. “We won’t win if we get distracted by them.”
“We got this.” Jungkook nods as he walks to his position, giving Jin one last look as he does a cartwheel, landing a perfect split and blowing a kiss to Jungkook. “ That cheerleader made a promise to me and I’m going to get my reward .” Jungkook thinks as he bends down and gets into position, adrenaline pumping into his veins as he listens to the opposing team start.
Once the opposing player yells “Hut!” Everyone breaks into formation and the crowd roars to life in anticipation as everyone tries to do their job.
Namjoon does his best to tackle the one with the ball, successfully knocking him down but the ball is thrown to another player. Luckily, Yoongi intercepts the ball, making a mad dash to the other side as he manages to dodge everyone who tries to tackle him. He scans the area, too many are surrounding him at a quicker rate than expected but his moment comes when he spots Jungkook’s tattooed hand in the air. “HYUNG!!”
He smirks as he finds their break but it’s followed by an annoyed grunt, he’s almost tackled so he has to swerve to avoid them. “Fuck.” Yoongi throws it to Jungkook who catches it, avoiding another tackle. “Namjoon, follow!” He sees Namjoon run past him, making a mad dash to get to Jungkook as he tries his best to hold the other players.
The crowd cheers at the action happening, the cheerleaders from Tan university start to jump for joy as the star player makes his run towards the goal, getting closer and closer by the second. “JEON JUNGKOOOOK!!” Jin yells louder than anyone, making Jungkook pick up speed as he passes by him, making the rest of the cheerleaders and crowd cheer his name.
He feels the adrenaline course through his body, his feet pick up speed as he feels the enemy team getting closer to him. He doesn’t falter though, not even when he can see he’s being tackled, just swerves as best he can to avoid them. “Jungkook!!” His head turns to Namjoon’s voice, throwing it instantly and cursing in his mind as he sees how easily Namjoon is starting to get boxed in.
He keeps running as he’s ignored, running towards the end zone as quickly as he can. “Namjoonie hyung is going to be the center of attention, I have only one chance.” He can make it, he knows he can, he’s been in other situations like this.
“ Baby, relax.” Jin said in their dorm, massaging Jungkook’s muscular back. “You’ll win, that team has nothing on you guys.”
“They’re the second best team hyung!” Jungkook whined, groaning when Jin hit the right spot. “They beat us before, they can do it again.”
“Jeon Jungkook is left alone as he gets close to the goal!” The announcer says quickly through his speakers. “The faith of our university and regionals championship lies in his hands as Kim Namjoon is being boxed in.”
Jungkook grunts as he feels someone touch his body, he pushes them hard enough to not lose momentum. The goal is approaching, just a little bit more and they win.
“ They won’t win this time.” Jin reassured Jungkook, patting his back and making him turn, sitting on his lap. “You have way more experience than them, you got this.”
“How can you be so sure hyung?” Jungkook’s arms wrapped behind Jin, hands locked as he held his boyfriend’s ass, playing with the soft panties.
“First, I’m your boyfriend and second…” Jin held Jungkook’s chin, giving him a soft kiss. “I have a deal with you.” Jin smiled as Jungkook’s eyes widened in interest.”
“WE HAVE TEN SECONDS TO DICTATE THE WINNER FOLKS!!!” Hoseok announced, jumping on the table as he pressed his face to the glass. “TIME IS TICKING DOWN AND THEY ARE NOT LETTING UP, NAMJOON HAS WHAT FEELS LIKE TWENTY PEOPLE ON TOP OF HIM!!”
Jungkook sees his dreams falling, his legs feel like jelly as he manages to reach the start of the end zone. “JUNGKOOK!!” Namjoon yells loud enough, throwing the ball as he’s tackled to the ground. “I got this!” He says to himself, hands in the air as he runs, reminding him of his boyfriend’s deal.
“ What’s the deal?” Jungkook asked, eyes shining with curiosity.
“I know you won’t lose, so I won’t penalize you, but when you win.” He leaned forward, whispering in his ear. “I will give you the best gift I can give you, baby.”
Jungkook manages to swerve right, pushing through one of the men. “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN MIN NAMJOON HAS THROWN THE BALL TO OUR STAR PLAYER JEON AS A LAST RESORT.” The excitement could be heard in Hoseok’s voice, the crowd goes silent as they watch the thrown ball. “WILL THIS BE THE WINNING THROW OR HAVE THE TANNIES FUMBLED ON THIS FINALS OF THE FOURTH QUARTER!??”
“W-what’s that?” Jungkook swallowed, Jin’s voice was too low, husky.
Jin chuckled, kissing Jungkook’s temple and whispering. “The best fuck of your life.”
“JEON JUNGKOOK HAS…” Everyone sees how the ball flies in the air, eyes locked as it zooms fast, Jungkook’s outstretched hands expecting the ball as his foot touches the ground and slams the ball on the end zone, the sound of the clock ringing loudly.
Jungkook falls to his knees, slamming his fist on the ground as he looks up, eyes watering as he seems the scoreboard
“WITH AN AMAZING DISPLAY OF TEAMWORK THE CAPTAIN OF THE TANNIES, JEON JUNGKOOK, HAS WON US THE FINALS!!!” The crowd roars to life as the results are shown, the last throw successfully passing and landing on the end zone, making them gain the point needed to win.. “IN ONE OF THE BEST DISPLAYS OF TEAMWORK I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY TWO YEARS OF BROADCASTING, THE YOUNG QUARTERBACK HAS DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE IN GIVING US THE WIN!!!”
“LET’S GET IIIIIT!!!” Jungkook yelled as he fell backwards, smiling as tears of joy fell from his face. “WE WOOOOON!!!”
He doesn’t hear the crowd as he stands up, his teammates bombard him as they all cheer for their victory, jumping out of joy as they get doused with water. A classic celebration that works as a sign of victory and to cool them off.
He takes his helmet off to wipe his face, eyes scanning for his true prize, the one running towards him in a cheerleader uniform at a speed almost similar to Jungkook’s. Jin jumps once he’s close, Jungkook catches him easily, hands on his waist as Jin locks his legs on his waist.
“My superstar!!” Jin smiles widely, trying (emphasis on trying) to squish Jungkook in a tight hug. “I told you you’d win!”
“All thanks to my lucky charm.” Jungkook says to Jin, kissing him as his teammates cheer and make endeared but annoyed sounds. “Oh please, you’re all just jealous I have a beautiful boyfriend.”
“Not us.” Namjoon and Yoongi chime in as they are in similar positions with their boyfriends.
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Jungkook smiles as he looks at the trophy. It has a footballer holding a ball, it’s positioned in a way like he’s going to throw it in the air. It’s tall, half his height, two pillars painted in gold help the footballer stand out and at the bottom there are words engraved.
“MVP, Jeon Jungkook, star quarterback.” Jungkook reads those words out loud, his chest warms at the achievement as his eyes water again. “I can’t believe I did it, we did it.” He shakes his head as he wipes his tears, a warm hand wrapping around him.
“There’s my star player.” Jin whispers, looking at the trophy with him as he kisses his cheek, his hands wrapping around his boyfriends big naked torso. “I told you you’d win, hyung’s never wrong after all.”
“Not always.” Jungkook flinches when Jin pinches him, giggling as he holds his hands and intertwined his fingers. “Ok, ok, hyung is never wrong.”
“That’s what I thought.” Jin makes his way in front of Jungkook, hands never leaving him. “You played so well today, Jungkookie, you should be very proud of yourself.”
Jungkook blushes at the compliment. “I am proud, but I’m proud of my team too. If it wasn’t for them none of this would have happened, they did way much more than me.” Jungkook places his hands below his boyfriend’s sweater, giving his ass a little squeeze.
“That is true, but if it wasn’t for you and your leadership then .” Jin holds Jungkook’s head in his hands softly. “The victory was a team effort, but you were the key piece in it.”
Jungkook looks directly at Jin’s eyes and smiles, the calm and loving look of them making him see how sincere he is. “Thanks hyung, it means alot, especially from you.”
“Always baby.” Jin leans in to kiss Jungkook. “Your number one fan has to praise his superstar after all.”
Jungkook shakes his head fondly. “That you do hyung.” He gives Jin a kiss. “Your superstar deserves a reward too, no? I was promised something in return when I won.” He wiggles his eyebrows as he squeezes Jin’s ass, making the older moan as he digs his hand under his boyfriend’s baby blue briefs.
“Babe!” Jin slaps his chest softly. “You came back from an excruciating game today, you should rest a bit more.”
“I’m perfectly fine hyung.” Jungkook nuzzles his nose with Jin’s. “I can have a little sexy time with you, it’s not the first time we’ve done it when I got out of a game either.”
“I know, but did you see how much you got tackled?” Jin raises an eyebrow as his hand trails Jungkook’s body, applying slight pressure to a few bruises and heading Jungkook gasp. “I saw all of you hit the floor way too many times, I almost died of a heart attack.”
“Nothing new, it doesn’t even hurt.” Jungkook’s eye twitches when Jin touches a purple bruise. “S-see? Didn’t even feel it!”
“You’re a horrible liar Jungkook.” Jin looks at him seriously, grabbing his hand and walking with him to their room. “I am not going to do anything until you have some ointment on to treat those wounds.”
“But hyuuung.” Jungkook whines as he’s dragged to his dorm room, a big pour on his face. “They don’t even hurt mid sex, trust me, last time this happened I barely felt any pain!”
“What?!” Jin turns as they reach the room, Jungkook’s eyes widen as Jin looks angry at him. “Jeon, motherfucking, Jungkook… that better be a lie because you PROMISED me that you barely felt anything last time.”
Jungkook blinks, smiling slowly and chuckling. “I… I barely felt it hyung, promise! It was like a mosquito bite, one ouch and you’re good after.”
Jin pushes Jungkook on the bed, letting him sit down abruptly. “You’re lucky you’re so cute because I have half a mind to just edge you until your dick falls off.” Jin turns as Jungkook tries to speak to him, grabbing an ointment in the first drawer and walking back towards him. “I don’t want any excuses, just shush while I heal you.”
Jin sits on Jungkook’s lap as he pops the cap open, drizzling it on his hands and rubbing them together. “This will sting, even more now that I’m angry.”
“Hyungie.” Jungkook says softly, making Jin halt before applying the ointment. “I’m sorry, I really am, I just didn’t want to worry you all the time. This sport is dangerous and you remember how much we argued when I decided to try out.”
“That was such a bad day.” Jin sighs, remembering how they both stopped talking to each other for a few hours until coming to their senses. “I know it’s dangerous, just like my cheerleading, one wrong move and I can break something.”
“Exactly.” Jungkook gives Jin a soft squeeze to his waist, thumbs rubbing in circles. “Just like you’re careful, I am too, we all are. So please, don’t get mad hyung?”
Jin frowns, he knows he can’t say much as his sport is probably even more dangerous than Jungkook’s. “I can’t not get mad, but I’ll do my best to just worry instead of getting angry, deal?”
“Deal!” Jungkook says quickly with his trademark bunny smile.
“Ugh, you’re so confusing, the body of a monster but the smile of a bunny.” Jin rolls his eyes fondly as Jungkook flexes his muscles and smiles. “Now stay still, hyung needs to massage your body with this or those bruises will stay.”
“But I like bruises.” Jungkook winks, biting his bottom lip. “Shows ownership and it’s super hot.”
“Would you love it if you were marked by strangers instead of me?” Jin raises an eyebrow as Jungkook’s eyes widen in fear. “That’s what I thought, now shush, you’re going to make me not want to give you your reward.”
Jungkook promptly shuts up but pouts the whole time. Even when Jin gives him a kiss to his temple, his hands roaming his chest to smooth out his skin, gripping the big mounds of flesh, thumbs grazing his forever perky nipples that send shivers throughout the jock’s body. Even when Jin made him lie down so he could work his stomach, making him feel like pudding and gave him a giggly feeling.
He did start to smile when he was asked to turn around, groaning when his boyfriend’s expert hands got to his neck. He could feel his muscles relaxing, the rigid spots becoming soft, all his knots untensing in one fell swoop. He fully lets his “sad” stance once he feels those nimble fingers on his back, each one moving with purpose and making him melt on the bed.
“Fucking hell.” Jungkook moans, moving his arms to use them as a head rest. “That hits the spot so good hyung, please don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it.” Jin murmurs as he makes sure to get every inch of muscle, kneading them like dough and smiling in satisfaction when Jungkook continues to moan. “You’re such a big and strong boy Jungkookie, you can take on anything huh?”
“Of course I can.” Jungkook sighs. “I’m the strongest there is, can plow through anything.” He frowns when he hears Jin snort. “What, what’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” Jin’s hands hold Jungkook’s waist, fingers digging deep as they trail lower. “Just, you and plowing don’t really go hand in hand baby.”
“Yes it does!” Jungkook stubbornly says. “I can plow through anything and everyone, the guys have always said I’m the best at that.”
“I wouldn’t say that if you ask me.” Jin’s hands manage to reach the waistband of Jungkook’s pants, he grabs them and slowly pulls them down with the help of Jungkook wiggling his hips. “I say that you can take any plowing, not give it.”
It takes him a while but once he understands what Jin meant Jungkook blushes. “Y-you know what I meant! In the game, I can tackle anyone and run fast!”
“I know, I know.” Jin chuckles as he stares at Jungkook’s ass, the vibrant pink ck underwear failing to cover his boyfriend’s ass efficiently. He fondles them, pats his ass lightly a few times watching them bounce. “They look bigger than last time.”
“A lot of leg day.” Jungkook admits, shivering when Jin toys with the waistband. “Wh-what are you thinking h-hyung?”
“Nothing much, just…” Jin grips the waistband, making them ride up. “Remembering how you lied to me about your bruises and what the appropriate punishment should be for a jock.”
“W-wait a moment hyung.” Jungkook gulps, he can already feel what Jin wants to do. “C-can we talk about this? They’re my favorite pair.”
Jin can’t help but giggle, tugging the pink fabric and watching his beefy boyfriend yelp from a miniscule action. “Don’t worry, I’m not a bully, even though you would look so pretty with them, hiked up your beautiful ass.” Jin gives them another tug, revealing more of Jungkook’s ass. “See? Already a beautiful view, but something is missing.”
“W-what?” Jungkook takes a deep breath when Jin grabs his legs and pulls him over his lap, already dreading what will happen. “H-hyung, come on, it wasn’t t-that bad! I d-don’t need a spanking or t-that!”
“You don’t get to decide that right now, do you?” Jin’s voice is dangerously calm. “On the field you’re the boss, but in our bed… why don’t you say it?” Jin grins, his hand cups the plump globes and squeezes them hard enough to make Jungkook grunt.
“N-no.” Jungkook whispers it, a chill running up his spine as he tries to show defiance but Jin’s hand has him failing his bravado. “I-I’m the b-b… I’m the bo-.” His words are cut off by a hard smack to his ass, making him let out a stuttered breath. “O-ow.” He manages to breathe out, body jerking when Jin rubs his hand where it begins to hurt.
“I’m sorry puppy, my hand slipped.” Jin smirks when Jungkook grips the sheets. “As we were saying, in our bed I’m what, Jungkook?”
Jungkook thinks of the smack, gauges the pain and takes a deep breath. He can end this quickly, tell Jin what he wants to hear and get what he wants. “In our bed you… you’re my…” He turns his head to look at Jin, and smirks. “You’re my nerdy bi-.” Jin smacks his ass harder making him snap his head forward as he kicks his legs, there’s no fun in admitting defeat immediately after all, and Jungkook loves to play hard to get.
“Puppy.” Jin scolds, shaking his head in disapproval as he lowers Jungkook’s underwear so his full ass is on display. “Here I thought you would behave today, guess I was wrong and will have to punish you today.”
“You don’t punish me, I punish yOU!” Jungkook hisses with his mouth open, now that his ass is fully exposed the spank it stings more.
“How many have I done?” Jin asks calmly, a small smile on his face when he sees the crimson red appearing.
Jungkook takes deep breaths through his nose, Jin has a hell of a hand strength. “T-th-three.” He grunts out, chest heaving in pain. “That, shit, that's all you got?! I give nerds noogies h-harder than that!”
“Sure you do, mister, scared of the microwave.” Jin smacks Jungkook's ass again. “Now stop trying to be a macho man and take it like the good boy you are, Captain Jeon.”
“Four.” Jungkook says strained. “And it’s puppy for you ner- honey, honey!” Jungkook felt the phantom spank already, his body trembles in anticipation but he received a rub in response so he remains calm
“ Well that’s odd, he’s more bratty today than ever, the game must have drained him mentally.” Jin sighs as he thinks, looking at his boyfriend’s reaction to his hands, noticing the small smile on his face whenever he taps the round mounds of flesh. “ Guess I have to break him a bit today. ” He doesn’t hate it, but he wished he didn’t need to today, he was expecting much calmer sex after that game.
Jin leans to kiss Jungkook’s back, whispering in his ear, “Remember our safe word baby, hyung will help you feel good.” Jungkook nods, tapping the sheets two times for a yes which makes Jin smile. “Be a good boy and keep counting for hyung.” Jin’s hand lifts and smacks Jungkook’s ass yet again
Jungkook closes his eyes shut, mouth open as a grunt escapes his lips. “F-f-five.” He stutters out, body tensing as he takes loud deep breaths. “W-weak h-hyung!”
“Puppy’s don’t talk unless given permission.” Jin smacks Jungkook’s ass again, chuckling when he sees it shake. “God, such a wonderful ass, made to be spanked and turned crimson red.” Jungkook’s body shakes when Jin rubs the reddening cheeks. “I wonder what your teammates would think of you like this.”
“W-what?” Jungkook squeaks, face turning red as Jin smacks him again. “S-six! W-what do y-you mean!?”
Jin smacks Jungkook’s ass again. “I have Namjoon's phone number.” Smack. “Yoongi’s too.” Smack. “I could call Tae and Jimin too.” Smack, a sniffle could be heard. “Tell them to come here so we can celebrate.” Jin leans, whispering near Jungkook who’s sniffling and shedding a few tears already. “And what do you think they’ll see once they walk inside?”
Jungkook’s whole body shakes at the threat, voice stuttering as he replies. “T-they’ll s-see me getting p-punished.” He lets out a big moan, mixed with a yelp at the next smack. “T-ten.” He grits through his teeth.
“Exactly.” Jin kisses Jungkook’s neck. “So, will you be my good boy and let hyung punish my big, beefy, subby jock boyfriend lovingly.” Jin grips Jungkook’s ass, making the jock hiss in pain and delight. “Or will I have to use other means to tame my big strong jock?”
Jungkook can feel the brat in him wanting to escape, yell “make me” and have Jin fuck him up real good. It falls lightly as he feels Jin’s hand rest over the probably purple cheeks and he thinks about it through his sniffling. Does he want to submit fully, let Jin have full control over his body until it hurts or does he want just a nice, clean and soft fuck?
“H-hyung…” Jungkook stutters out, listening to Jin hum soothingly near his face and making him turn his head. He smiles, nuzzling his nose with his boyfriend who smiles cutely before smirking. “Make me.” He challenges, eyes wide with list when Jin narrows his smile, eyes filled with a mix of annoyance and power that gives him goosebumps.
Jin sighs, holding Jungkook’s face and kissing him. His other hand smacks Jungkook’s ass, the younger tries to stop to count but Jin doesn’t let him. Instead he continues spanking Jungkook as he kisses him, hearing his strong boyfriend start to become a moaning, crying and needy mess.
Jungkook tries to move, he squirms in Jin’s hold but the cheerleader doesn’t let him, holding him in place with some new strength he didn’t know he had. That’s hot, Jin is hot, his ass feels hot from how hard he’s being spanked that he starts to sob in Jin’s hold, his tears stream down his face as he drools into the kiss as he slowly but surely starts to become a drooling mess.
“How many?” Jin asks, chest heaving from making out with Jungkook whose body slowly starts to sink onto the bed, spasming as his cries and sniffles could be heard.
Jungkook babbles, words incoherent as he tries to answer but there’s no use, he physically can’t. He tries but the moment he opens his mouth Jin spanks him again sending jolts of electricity through his body. He’s feeling his brain go numb, the pain becoming pleasure in a matter of seconds that it scares him.
Just a little though, he’s always been a bit of a pain slut and his hyung knows it.
“Puppy?” Jin’s voice makes him snapback, eyes wide as he stares at his boyfriend. “You good? Color?”
“G-green.” His voice sounds distant as he finally stills his brain, his eyes glossy as he sniffles. “Green, so much green, you have no clue how green.” Jungkook tries to move to get closer to Jin but hisses, the pain a sudden reminder of his actions.
Jin ruffles his hair making him sigh, gripping it seconds after and pulling it, making him bend backwards a little. “How many did I give you?”
His eyes widen yet again, his mouth opens and closes because… he doesn’t remember and that means things will get worse. “T-t… ten?” He squeaks, chuckling as he responds, only to gulp when Jin doesn’t react, that’s never good.
“So close.” Jin whispers, trapping Jungkook’s lips in a soft kiss, moving him until he stays stomach up. “Raise your arms.” He murmurs in the kiss, biting his boyfriend’s lower lip when he obeys, holding them together by the wrist.
Jungkook whines when Jin stops kissing him only to gasp when he feels something soft tie his wrists to the headboard, moving them to see if he could reach anywhere, he noticed he couldn’t as he looked upwards and saw pink handcuffs. He wanted those handcuffs, a sign of being owned by Jin and made to serve him as they matched his favorite color and made it seem like he would submit to him.
He felt tingles all over his body, his dick twitched in excitement as Jin straddles his lap, leaning forward and pining his neglected dick between their bodies. He noticed he was semi naked but Jin was still fully clothed, that made him squirm, feeling too bare while he wasn’t.
“Hyung.” Jungkook whined, trying to topple Jin from on top of him but his position failed him. “Too much clothes, take em off.”
Jin hummed in acknowledgment, holding Jungkook’s jaw. “That’s true, you do still have too much clothes.” He grabs the jock’s shirt and twirls it around his fingers, noticing the few holes in it. “You were going to throw this shirt away, right?”
“Yes?” Jungkook is confused. “What does that have to do with us?”
Jin smiles as he moves his arms quickly, tearing the shirt in one go and revealing Jungkook’s bare body completely. He licks his lips as he sees the chiseled abs, the firm and big pecs that he refers to as his personal pillows and that sweet, sweet happy trail.
God he’s so lucky to have bagged Jungkook.
“Now you’re dressed appropriately.” Jin chuckles darkly, puffing hot air on one of the younger’s pointy nipples and watching him squirm. “Sensitive.”
“Y-you know this!” Jungkook mewls when Jin licks one, feet kicking to no avail as Jin traps them with his body. “M-meanie!”
“Shhh.” Jin whispers as he continues to assault the bud, licking and biting softly around it, leaving small teeth marks that have Jungkook moaning out loud. “That’s it, just feel what I do, don’t fight me puppy.” He moves one hand and gropes the other pec, squeezing and massaging it. “Don’t you want to be a good boy for hyung? Huh?”
Jungkook gasps, more from the groping to his chest, but also because of Jin’s words. “I-I am a good boy.” He grunts out, chest moving rapidly as he feels the heat spreading through his body. “Puppy good boy, promise!”
“Then listen to hyung.” Jin kisses Jungkook’s chest and moves upwards, stopping on his neck to kiss, bite and suck at his leisure. Jungkook doesn’t move nor complain so he continues, making sure that he’ll leave a hickey as proof that Jungkook’s is his and that HE is the one who’s in charge.
He stops with a loud pop, Jungkook’s moans ring through the room as Jin touches the darkened spot on the jock’s neck and tightens his hold. “F-fuck.” Jungkook curses as he tilts his head backwards, letting Jin grab his neck better, neglecting dick twitching between their bodies as he’s being choked. “P-please.”
“Please what?” Jin smirks as he applies slight pressure, grinding his body with Jungkook’s and making him choke a moan out. “Puppy needs to use his words, how else will hyung know?”
Jungkook opens his mouth to speak but Jin plays a little dirty. Each time he tries to speak one one hand pinches a nipple, the other applies pressure to his neck and he grinds their bodies together to make the jock’s cock get some necessary friction.
He can’t say he hates this, he’s asked for this kind of treatment before, but right now that he’s been teased, manhandled and bruised all over? He hates how hard he is and can’t even touch himself.
“H-hyungie, p-please!” Jungkook whines, body jerking at the sudden grinding. “F-fuck, just, I wan’ cum!”
“Oh?” Jin smirks, one of his fingers lifts his chin so they can look at each other. “Hyung’s or for you to cum? Those are two different things.”
“Both.” Jungkook manages to breathe out, sighing when Jin lifts himself from his body. “Fuck, I can’t hold on m-much longer. I need to cum, please hyungie, please!” He looks at his hyung who looks through his drawer and takes out the bottle of lube.
“Hyung’s got you puppy, just relax.” Jin crawls back onto the bed, sitting between Jungkook’s legs who lifts and spreads them apart, anticipation making him get ready for Jin’s stretching. “Eager are we?”
“Hurry uuup!!” Jungkook pouts, hissing when Jin smacks his reddened ass. “Meanie.”
“You like it.” Jin spanks him one more time before drizzling the lube in his fingers, holding Jungkook’s cheeks apart and circling his rim. “Steady there, just relax and let hyung do it, just like other times.”
Jungkook tries to relax the best he can but he can’t, he clenches each time Jin’s finger touches his hole making him frown. “S-sorry, I’m trying but, I don’t know.”
“Hey, come here, look at hyung.” Jin smiles softly at Jungkook as he leans forward, his free hand holding Jungkook’s face and caressing it gently. “Hyung’s got you, ok? Trust hyung, let my hands make you feel good, you do want hyung’s cock making you feel good after a big game no?”
“Y-yes, I do.” Jungkook sighs, his body slowly reacting to Jin’s touches and words. “Hyung does know how to treat me how I want.”
“I am the best, who else would know how much of a subby cock slut you are?” Jin winks, giggling when Jungkook’s eyes widen and his finger slips in no problem. “Just look at you, marked and red all over by your cheerleader boyfriend, getting threatened by the most childish of pranks by someone scrawnier than you and you? You would let me, wouldn’t you baby?”
“Y-yes.” Jungkook’s breath stutters as he hears Jin speak, hitting him right on his horny mind. God does Jin understand him so well. “I would let you bully me so good, just you, I’m hyungie's t-t- fuck! I’m hyungie’s toy!”
“That’s right.” Jin kisses Jungkook as he slides another finger in, scissoring them in order to make the stretch more efficient and faster.
They moan as they continue to kiss each other, laughing in between as they bite each other’s lips and they grind on each other’s body, Jin’s clothed cock twitching in its confines as Jungkook unashamedly jerks at each movement.
“Close, close.” Jungkook mumbles, taking a deep breath when Jin stops kissing him and takes his three fingers out of his hole. “Fuck, close close, hyungie please.” Jungkook moves his hips to gain more friction, whining in complaint when Jin lifts himself off of him. “Nooo!! Hyung, please, puppy close! Want to cum, please, please!!”
“Not yet, puppy.” Jin takes off all of his clothes in the most teasing and slow way possible, his smirk never leaving his face when he hears Jungkook moaning at the sight of his athletic body, wide shoulders and impressive six pack. “Thanks, I know I’m hot.”
“Fuuuck.” The real mouth watering goodness starts when his underwear is off, revealing a huge cock that bobs from the momentum of him sliding them off. Jungkook doesn’t know how it doesn’t rip those tight pink briefs Jin always wears, he’s seen it peeking when they lounge around in nothing but their undies. “In me, now please.”
“Always an impatient little brat huh?” Jin slathers his cock with lube, kneeling between Jungkook’s legs. “Remember, breathe in and out, use your colors.”
Jungkook nods, holding his cuffed hands together. “Fuck me up nerd.” Jungkook winks, laughing until Jin’s tip starts to slide, making him gasp and breath as Jin instructed him. “Ok, ok, not nerd.”
Jin shakes his head fondly, grunting as he rocks his hips slowly, making his way deeper and deeper inside Jungkook. “How are you so tight when I fuck you all the time?” Jin huffs as he manages to bottom out after a few seconds, crotch slapping Jungkook’s thighs softly. “It’s like it closes each time.”
Jungkook laughs when he hears Jin, trying to lift his torso to speak. “Guess that means you can’t fuck me right, huh?” He can see how this affects Jin, his relaxed face shows anger, as if he’s been challenged. “Taehyung hyung says he can’t feel his ass when Namjoon fucks him, says that each time his ass is just ready for him, no need to stretch.”
“They fuck a lot though.” Jin defends himself, positioning himself by holding Jungkook’s hands. “Of course he won’t need to stretch.”
Jungkook shakes his head. “They fuck way less than we do, meaning that Namjoonie REALLY knows how to fuck, unlike…” He licks his bottom lip, biting it softly when Jin audibly growls. “What? Hurt cuz I’m speaking the truth?”
Jungkook chuckles as Jin stares at him only to regret it the moment Jin slams his hand on his mouth, leaning close and whispering in his ear. “Don’t bite more than you can chew, slut .” Jin rolls his hips backwards, hearing Jungkook’s breath hitch. “I’m going to break you so hard you’ll forget your name when we finish.”
Jin slams his hips at the initial thrust, Jungkook’s muffled moan draws out as his eyes bulge from the impact, soft grunts being heard as Jin sets an unforgiving pace for the jock. He could tell him he was joking, start slow and then go fast, but he would prefer to feel Jin’s cock in his lungs rather than admit he’s already seeing stars.
“T-that’s a-all?!” Jungkook says muffled, body jerking at each thrust, eyes threatening to roll up into his skull. “I can b-barely feel it!”
“I’ll make you feel it, don’t worry.” Jin grunts, hips moving fiercely as his balls slap with Jungkook’s cheeks, the sound of skin on skin echoing. “Gonna have you waddling for days, make your friends know you’re the one who gets fucked.”
Jungkook’s eyes do roll this time, he can feel Jin deep in his stomach, almost as if it was choking up his air in his lungs and he wants more. No, he needs more, more of this savage boyfriend than the kind one right now.
He clenches around him, mouth open, drool dripping as if he was in a hypnotic trance as he repeats over and over again. “Hyung, hyung, hyung.” It’s whiny, needy, like he wants to say more but he mentally can’t.
“Shut up.” Jin slams his hips hard making Jungkook’s body spasm and let out a high pitched moan. “You don’t hyung me now, you take what I give and when I give it.” He fears he might be taking it a bit too far but Jungkook’s blissed out face and the way his eyes roll let him know he’s doing a good job, even more so when he has to slow down as his cock is being clenched hard.
“No, no, keep going!” Jungkook quickly says, unclenching and clenching. “Please, please, don’t stop, appa don’t stop! I’m close, I’m cl- FUCK.”
That single word has Jin holding Jungkook’s waist and picking up the pace again. “Say it again.” He whispers as he leans forward, bending his boyfriend’s body so he can reach deeper, fuck faster.
He doesn’t let Jungkook say anything as his feet flail in the air, his body jerking each time he’s pounded into. “A-app-a.” He moans, head falling back as he feels his cock pulse until he cums without warning.
Jin’s thrusts become erratic as Jungkook cums, groaning as he feels his cock being restricted from all the clenching and making him cum seconds after, head placed next to Jungkook and biting his shoulder to stifle a moan.
Jungkook yells from the bite, tears streaming down his face as his cock twitches. “Sorry, so-sorry, puppy sorry. Please, please, no punishment!” He babbles, dick spurting a few more droplets of cum until he himself plops on the bed spent and tired. “I d-didn’t mean it, p-promise, please no punishment.”
Jin opens his mouth as he raises his head, holding Jungkook’s head and smiling. “Shhh, don’t cry angel, it’s ok.” He kisses his lips, swiping away the stray tears. “Hyung won’t punish you for cuming without permission, you took your punishment well AND got the winning goal today. You deserved to cum when you wanted, no repercussions.”
“P-promise?” Jungkook says through his sniffling, trying to hold Jin but failing.
“Promise.” Jin says with a smile, reaching for the handcuffs and opening. He lets out a surprised noise as Jungkook quickly moves to hug him, flipping them to the side as Jin still has his cock inside him. “Careful baby, hyung’s still in you.”
“Want hyung in me.” Jungkook murmured, head nestled between Jin’s chest. “Feel safer, just us, no pressure.”
Jin lifts his hand and places it on Jungkook’s head, fingers scratching the back of Jungkook’s head and playing with his hair. He can feel his boyfriend’s body deflate, limbs moving to hold him tighter as he lets out a relieved sigh.
“Baby?” Jin whispers after a few seconds have passed, hearing Jungkook hum softly. “Is this why you were acting out when we started? Stressed because of your win at the game today?” Jin’s eyes bulge out for a moment when Jungkook’s whole body tenses, he’s almost crushed by him in the process. “Easy, easy, you’re still super strong and my cock is still in you.”
“Sorry.” Jungkook murmurs, digging his head deeper if he could in between Jin’s chest but Jin has none of that as he starts to poke his stomach, making him giggle until he has to lift his head and look at him. “Hyungie! Let me sulk while you cockwarm me!”
“Nu uh, no sulking while my cock is in you, how will my reviews be affected if people knew you were sad on a handsome dick?” Jin smiles as Jungkook laughs, his arms folded to use as a makeshift pillow on top of him. “Now, what’s got you all worked up? You know hyung’s here for you.”
“I know, I know, it’s just…” Jungkook sighs, pouting as he speaks. “I know we did amazing today, but now it means we have to win the global competition AND we have to be good all year long or people will think we’re a washout, some rookies who got lucky and then they’ll blame me because I’m the captain and then we gott-.” Jungkook gasps when he feels Jin’s cock hit his prostate, a sudden jerk of hips making him see stars suddenly. “H-hyung, what w-was that for!?”
“Made you think of something else, no?” Jin winks, his hands holding Jungkook’s perky bubble butt.
“Yes, but warn me next time.” Jungkook sticks his tongue out. “And, well, that and more is going on in my mind. I just wanted to not think for a bit, sorry for not telling you right away.”
“Hey, it’s fine, I’m your soulmate remember.” Jin chuckles as Jungkook rolls his eyes, rocking his hips slowly. “I thought you had something going on when you started being bratty and calling me a nerd. Not cool by the way, mister Hello Kitty briefs.”
“They were on sale.” Jungkook defends himself, blushing profusely and rocking his own hips to meet Jin’s. “You said they made me look cute.”
“That they do.” Jin kisses Jungkook’s forehead. “Regarding your dilemma, I know it seems like you have to climb a mountain… but how about we climb a small cliff first?”
“What do you mean?” Jungkook furrows his brow, a small moan bubbling in his throat, he can feel Jin getting hard inside him.
“You can’t tackle something you haven’t even gotten to, so let’s go to the one you got to.” Jin holds Jungkook’s waist and flips them, lifting their hands and intertwining their fingers as he rolls his hips slowly. “Focus on winning the global competition.”
“But hyung, if we don’t win…” Jungkook’s eyes start to shake as he thinks and thinks, he grips Jin’s hand.
“Then you don’t win.” Jin says as a matter of fact, laughing when Jungkook looks at him confused. “Just because you don’t win the first time means it was luck. The team is amazing, your co-captains have taught you well and you are THE BEST captain in the whole league. This is non biased, I heard the cheery announcer say it once.”
“If you say so.” Jungkook manages to smile, his mind starts to slow down and he starts to move to meet Jin’s thrusts again. “Guess you have a point.”
“Of course I do.” Jin winks, kissing Jungkook who reaches up to kiss him. “Now how about I fuck you again and then I can bully you a bit for calling me a nerd?”
Jungkook’s eyes widen as he smiles. “Promise?”
“Of course.” Jin leans and whispers. “I’ll grab the rope my slutty little nerd.” Jungkook shivers at the promise, hips moving even quicker than Jin’s to speed up the process.
They spend the rest of the night letting out every one of Jungkook’s worries with every fantasy he’s had for a while, culminating in the bed, fully bathed and cuddling with one another. Jungkook’s mind doesn’t wander to all the maybes he’s thought of, he only thinks of one thing and it’s currently sleeping softly next to him, right on top of his pecs.
“Thank you hyung.” Jungkook whispers softly, tracing his fingers around the bite marks and hickeys. ”Love you.” He smiles when Jin holds him tighter, giving him a sleepy kiss and snoring.
He feels lucky. Captain of the football team, he won a national and his boyfriend understands him like no one else can. He really is Jin’s star player and he wouldn’t have it any other way.