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Jimin can't take his eyes off the dancer.

He sips on his drink idly, one hand tapping his thigh to the tempo with unconscious movements. Dark eyes watch the crowd, taking in the sight of familiar coworkers going wild in the neon lights before dragging across a certain man dancing in the middle of the sweaty bodies on the floor. He tilts the half-filled glass delicately while he watches his friend move to the rhythm. The clear blue liquid moves, creating little ripples reflecting Jimin's emotions as the alpha watches the older boy swinging his hips to the beat with little effort. 

Hoseok looks completely lost in his own world, hands dragging across his own body as he throws his head back with the sudden drop in the song, exposing the poorly-covered, dark marks on his throat more clearly. 

Jimin needs to have a talk with their make-up artists about that. They don't need people questioning their professionalism. The media is such a pain in the ass and Jimin is beyond grateful he doesn't have to deal with them and count every little step for this one night.

That's why Bighit never wanted an omega in the first place.

Especially not when they already had two talented alphas there as the first members. Too much trouble to go through and too much precautions needed, too much risk involved with later on four, young alphas in the same room. And even if a cute, fragile omega could help their band's popularity rise sky high, bang PD had already made his decision, rejecting every single omega that showed up for audition regardless of their talents. 

Jimin chuckles bitterly at the thought, gulping down the last drops of his drink before ordering another one. He's well-aware of his slightly more than average dependence on the alcohol. But he can't bring himself to let go of the delicious burn of the liquor, as well as the temporary relief it brings. He's just not good at letting go, it seems.

The couch dips slightly before his unusual brooding can get any worse, indicating the presence of another person next to him. Jimin doesn't need to turn his head to recognize the minty scent of his hyung, who is probably nursing his own drink. There's a short moment when he regrets declining Jungkook's attempts at taking him to the dance floor, just so he could avoid speaking to the source of half of his problems. But the thought quickly vanishes, leaving behind the dull guilt of his less than kind feelings towards one of his best friends.

"Hobi Hyung looks really happy tonight."

The other alpha hums quietly at the comment, eyes fixed on the brown-haired male. Jimin observes Yoongi as the older man watches his mate dance with the youngest beta of their group, both of them smiling widely and laughing with each other. "Of course he is. We won the daesang again. Aren't you happy?"

It doesn't really sound like a question, more like a bored statement. A poor attempt at keeping the conversation alive. It's obvious to both of them that Yoongi is far from interested in the short interaction, eyes focused on one particular shadow in the crowd instead. 

Jimin answers anyway. "Of course I am. All of us are. We worked really hard for it after all." Jimin cringes at how awkward his answer sounds, but Yoongi doesn't seem to notice at all.

Yoongi nods at him without taking his eyes off the dancer, dark eyes watching him attentively. And suddenly Jimin is glad that it's Taehyung, a beta, that the omega is dancing with. Not their stupid maknae that doesn't know shit about respectable distance between an alpha and omega. He's too tired to deal with a possessive Yoongi right now.

He's generally tired of Hoseok and Yoongi. 

If only the company really didn't let any omega In.

Bighit had no problems accepting the betas. In fact they needed the betas to keep the balance in the band, to stop the young, way too immature alphas from acting like stupid cavemen. So the three other members were chosen from the betas, the peacekeepers. 

Except that there is nothing peaceful about the talented dancer.

Because it turned out that their sunshine, their kind, confident hyung, their undoubtedly beta friend is in fact, an omega. An omega who had been on constant suppressant for three whole years before he got the courage to timidly confess the truth to his friends. 

It seems like even bang PD couldn't really resist the talent.

It caused trouble, a lot in fact. They all had different reactions upon hearing it. Seokjin cursed, something he rarely did, and nearly threw over the food he was making. Namjoon stared at the dancer knowingly, as if he'd already known because somehow, he always knew more than he had to. Taehyung was asking questions unstoppably, eyes wide and curious. And Jimin was too stunned to say anything. 

But the worst thing was the huge rift the truth caused between their maknae and Hoseok. Jungkook hadn't had the best reaction when Hoseok confessed. He was young and immature back then, feelings too raw and undeveloped. And the person he'd trusted for three whole years turned out to be a lie. An omega.

He felt betrayed and he decided to take it out on the source of his hurt feelings. 

Jimin will never forget the way the maknae's eyes had flashed red in anger as harsh words slipped from his lips one after another in a raised voice, too fast for any of them to stop it. And he will most certainly never forget the way Hoseok just stood there and took the insults with silent tears, as if he thought he deserved them. It was Yoongi that finally growled at the maknae, his angry pheromones beating the younger alpha into silence as he held his afraid mate protectively. 

Things got tense after that, there was a lot going on, three years of lies to apologize for. At some point even the topic of Hoseok leaving the band came up. The omega said that he'll leave quietly if even one of them doesn't want him there, that he'll take the blame and hate thrown at the band and go. But the first one who protested, surprisingly, was Jungkook. 

They talked things out and with time, things got better. Because time was supposed to do that. Heal the wounds. And it did, as Hoseok and the other members slowly rebuilt their friendship, both apologizing and forgiving.

But not forgetting. 

Because for Jimin, there is no forgetting the fearful way Hoseok had looked at them that day. Or the way Yoongi had rushed to his mate's help, indicating that he already knew the truth. Of course he did. How could he not?

Jimin wishes he could forget that the man he's wanted for so long , is now an omega. An omega who doesn't bother with hiding his scent or suppressing his instincts anymore. He'd already been attractive from the beginning, elegant in his own loud way, a place for comfort when things got too much for him to bear. And he hadn't changed much after revealing the truth. But the way he let those tiny behaviors that he'd hidden for so long because he was afraid they might give him away now show uninhibitedly, made him even more desirable to Jimin. He's become the omega he likes.

The omega that is taken by his friend. 

Deciding that he's let himself be drowned in enough self-pity, he stands up from his seat, making the older alpha finally look at him. "Jimin, where are you going?" Jimin stares at the silver strands that cover Yoongi's dark eyes and smiles, trying  to hide the bitterness and jealousy from showing on his face. "I'm tired hyung, I'm calling it a night." He wants to go back to his room, on room 327 of the 20th floor of the hotel and sleep away his problems. 

Yoongi simply nods at the answer, eyes going back to the dance floor almost immediately. "Okay, I'll let the others know. Good night Jimin." 

Jimin gives another smile, lips pressed tightly to keep in the misery. "Thanks Yoongi hyung. Good night."

And with that he disappears from the bar, completely missing Yoongi's scrutinizing gaze on him.

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Yoongi watches Jimin go for a second before returning his attention back to the dance floor. Hoseok is still there, laughing with Taehyung while dancing with the sand haired beta. His dark bangs clinging to his forehead with sweat, chest falling up and down with each heavy breath he takes, and in the dim room with black shadows, Hoseok is a sight to see.

He didn't even bother to take off his stage outfit because, 'Hyung! I look damn good in it. Why should I change it?' and Yoongi couldn't deny because Hoseok does look fucking hot in that loose, black Tshirt, with black leather pants hugging his well-shaped thighs snugly, and that goddamned leather harness wrapped tightly around his chest and waist. Though he still wonders how his mate can stand to be in that suffocating, borderline inhuman outfit. Their stylists sure know what they're doing, If the loud screams during their performances is anything to go by. 

Yoongi bites his lip at the sight, mind getting clouded with lust as he waits for another 15 minutes before deciding that he's let Hoseok have fun for enough time tonight. It's already past midnight and Yoongi doesn't think he can ignore the heat in his body any longer. The urge to have his omega moaning beneath him is constantly nagging at his mind and all he wants to do is to complete what they'd left unfinished that morning. He stands up from his seat, making his way towards his lover in small steps. His arms snake around the slim waist of Hoseok as soon as he reaches him, startlingly the younger slightly. 

Hoseok tenses at the contact for a second before recognizing the minty smell of his alpha, letting a smile overtake his face as he leans back into the warmth. "Hey baby, having fun?" Yoongi drops a short kiss on his head, whispering the words into the accessory-free ear of his omega. It's almost funny how he still hates having anything on his ears and refuses to pierce them despite having to wear clip ons most of the time.

Hoseok's smile becomes wider, showing perfect teeth as he turns back to face his lover with a quick wave to Taehyung, who just winks at him before disappearing. "Hey to you. Yeah I am having fun. So you finally decided to divorce that ugly couch and come dance with me?" Yoongi smiles at him, amusement swimming in the dark pool of his eyes as they take in the gorgeous sight before him, almost devouring the other with his dark orbs. 

"Maybe." He answers.

"Sweet." Hoseok giggles and Yoongi wants to tell him that he's the sweet one, smelling so strongly of vanilla and orange blossoms and slowly eating away at the remnants of his self control. He doesn't get the chance to do that since Hoseok wastes no time at wrapping his arms around the alpha's neck, dragging him into the kiss he'd been waiting for the whole night.

Yoongi absentmindedly thanks the company for renting the whole bar while he kisses back eagerly, tightening his grip around the younger's waist as he deepens the kiss, sucking on Hoseok's bottom lip to draw out little gasps. One hand moves to the omega's ass, squeezing the flesh through the tight fabric of his pants. Hoseok whimpers at the feeling of Yoongi's large hands on him and thanks God there aren't any cameras here. His cheeks are tinted with a red hue when they part and a smug smile is playing on Yoongi's lips, the alpha knowing that the bright redness on Hoseok's cheeks has nothing to do with alcohol. It was his doing. He made Hoseok like this, face red, breath coming out in pants, scent sweetened and dark eyes dilated with want. It was him. Not any other alpha. 

A surge of possessiveness hits him at the thought and he leans down to attack Hoseok's neck. He completely ignores the world around them, getting lost in the way Hoseok's breath hitches and his scent sweetens slightly when Yoongi licks over his mating mark, scenting him."Y-yoongi…"

Hoseok forcefully separates the alpha from himself and looks at his dark eyes, pupils blown to the point that his eyes almost look completely black, hypnotizing. Oh God Hoseok wants him, and he wants him now . He points at him "You. Me. Room. Now."

Yoongi grins like a shark, dragging the omega towards the elevator.

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Yoongi notices it as soon as he sets foot in the room.

The room smells strange, different from the one they'd been staying in for the past two weeks, it's not filled with the soft smell of his omega, and there's something sharp yet familiar lingering in the air. But Hoseok pulls him down on the couch before he can dwell on it, wrapping his long legs around his waist and capturing his lips in a bruising kiss. 

Their mouths move against each other frantically. Yoongi licks the younger's plump lips, asking for entrance, which Hoseok grants easily, too turned on and impatient to tease. He lets Yoongi dominate the kiss, suck on his tongue and bite his lips as he pleases while he gets lost in the pleasurable feeling of the alpha's lips and hands on his body.

Yoongi's hands move to Hoseok's shirt, unfastening the harness with quick fingers before ripping the oversized shirt open. He can later apologize to the staff for tearing apart such an expensive outfit. But later. Now all he can think about is the smooth, warm skin of his lover.

The omega tries desperately to grind their hips together, looking for any kind of friction to ease the heat in his lower stomach. Yoongi lowers his head to kiss and suck on the omega's mating mark, making Hoseok take in a sharp breath as his hands roam his body, Yoongi's mouth trailing a path to his prominent collarbone before going down to wrap around a nipple and lick the bud. Hoseok arches into the touch, moans spilling from his lips as Yoongi's hand massages the other nipple, pinching and tugging on it till it's hard and sore. It's mind blowing how he knows just when to mix in a bit of pain to make Hoseok scream in pleasure. 

The sounds make Yoongi's already hard cock twitch in his pants. His hand moves towards the other's pants, playing with the zipper and applying small pressure here and there till Hoseok can't take it anymore. 

"Y-yoongi… alpha, please, stop teasing… I-I can't… need you now." Yoongi lifts his head from the abused nipple, replacing his lips with fingers to stare at the sight he's created. The omega looks downright indecent, with flushed cheeks and teary eyes, doing his best to grind against the older man for relief.

"Hmm… I don't know baby, do you think you deserve it?" He pretends to think, running a thumb over Hoseok's bottom lip, slightly digging his nail into the tender flesh. The omega nods his head frantically "Yes, yes! I promise I do…. I've been good, alpha. I promise, please ...."

Yoongi smiles, enjoying listening to the other's blubbering, borderline begging, but he doesn't have any plans to comply anytime soon. Tonight, he's gonna pleasure his omega, make him beg, till he really won't be able to take anymore and even then, he's gonna keep it up, use his fingers, tongue and dick to give as much pleasure as Hoseok can take and even more.  With his mind made up, he leans down to kiss his omega once again, using more tongue and teeth as his hands work on the buttons of his pants. It's when he's about to pull down the zipper that an unknown voice stops him.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

They both freeze at the voice, mind running wild at the possibility of having stumbled into a stranger's room. The lights get turned on then, making Yoongi go blind momentarily. 

"Y-yoongi hyung..?!?"

The familiar voice makes his eyes snap open. He squishes his eyes and looks at the source of the voice.

The three boys freeze.

"Hoseok hyung….?

Fuck. That's why the room reeks of fucking sandalwood. 

It's Park fucking Jimin's room. Room 327.

Yoongi slowly, very slowly turns towards Jimin, seeing him gulp. Out of all the rooms they could've ended up in, this is the last place Yoongi would've wanted. Not that he wants to stumble into someone else's room. And not that there's any room with a higher chance than the door right next to them.

It's when Hoseok squeals in mortification and tries to squirm out of his hold that Yoongi remembers their rather compromising position. 

But instead of letting go, Yoongi simply holds the omega's wrists and watches the younger alpha's reaction. 

Jimin's dark eyes trace Hoseok's naked skin with unconcealed lust, lingering on his mating mark and smooth skin, as if he's caught in a trance. Yoongi's lips curl into a smirk as Hoseok hides his face in the seat, shaking with shame at the thought of his dongsaeng seeing him like this. 

The truth is, Yoongi had noticed the way Jimin always looks, ogles at his boyfriend, a long time ago. Whenever they are practicing their dance routines for a new comeback or concert and Hoseok moves his body just the right way, with hip thrusts and intricate moves, moving with an unbelievable smoothness that tempts Yoongi to believe that he has no boundaries in the ways he can move his bones. Or when they are all chilling in the living room and the omega would wear those damn short shorts just cause 'they're family Yoongi. It's okay.' with an oversized hoodie that makes him look so unbearably soft and irresistible.

All those times Yoongi caught the younger alpha looking at his lover with lust and maybe something more. Something that he stubbornly refused to acknowledge. It infuriates him. Though he has to admit, Jimin is really good at hiding it. The only reason Yoongi has noticed his gaze, has noticed just how he wants the dancer, is because he's the same.

But what is even worse is that he's seen Hoseok's eyes linger on Jimin too, with fondness. Not as much, and certainly not the same way as the young blonde alpha does, and not the way he gazes at Yoongi. But it makes him incredibly angry and furious. 

He would purposefully leave dark, obvious marks on Hoseok's skin, always curl a possessive hand around his waist or thigh when they are around Jimin, some days even be too rough on him to make sure the damn blonde maknae would notice the slight limp and occasional winces of his lover. It's childish and stupid, he knows that. But knowing how ridiculous he's behaving doesn't make it any easier to control. He wants everyone to know that Hoseok is his as much as Yoongi is his.

For Jimin to know that Hoseok belongs to Yoongi, that he's his omega.

Needless to say that behavior has sparked more than one argument between the two. Not the sex part though, Hoseok has no problem with the alpha's roughness, is rather fond of it in fact. But Yoongi's possessiveness has become too much, too suffocating for the independent, unruly omega and Yoongi too, has become frustrated with himself. 

So when he sees Jimin standing a few feet away, mouth hanging open in shock and something more , he sees an opportunity. A plan forms in his head.

 And he makes his decision. 

"Hey Jimin, tell me, you want him?"

"W-w- what… .?" Jimin's eyes widen comically, so much that Yoongi would have burst out laughing if it were any other situation. But it isn't and Yoongi doesn't laugh. Instead he repeats his question for the other alpha. "I'm asking you if you want to fuck him?"

Before Jimin can react, Hoseok starts to protest. "Y-yoongi...agh-" Yoongi cuts him off by pushing down his hand on his clothed crouch, hard. He leans down to whisper in Hoseok's ears, voice carrying a sinister touch. "What do you say baby? you want him? Don't you want Jimin to fuck you? Do you want to feel him in you? To Fill you up? Do you want us both to fill you up?" His voice is dark and husky and Hoseok can't help but whine at the thought. He squirms under Yoongi's touch, hoping to release himself from Yoongi's firm grip and desperately trying to rut against his mate's thigh.

The silver haired man smirks as Hoseok's scent turns sweeter with arousal, answering his question. He turns to look at Jimin, the dark smile still playing on his lips. "So what do you say Chim? You can have him if you want, and I know you want to." his tone is too casual for what he's suggesting and it messes with Jimin's head. Yoongi pauses to lick his lips. "Only on one condition though."

His smile turns into a smirk when Jimin raises a questioning eyebrow, obviously taking the bait. Caught you . "After tonight, I want you to forget about him. Forget all the thoughts you have of him." He sees Jimin's eyes widen even more and he can feel Hoseok's confusion coming off of him in waves. "Forget everything that is more than friendship. It's useless anyway." 

He can't help but chuckle at the younger alpha's dumbfounded expression "Why are you so surprised? Did you actually think that I wouldn't notice?" Another humourless chuckle leaves his mouth. "You were wrong then. But I'm giving you a chance. Join us tonight and let go tomorrow, or continue with what you've been doing so far, forever ."

Yoongi can practically hear Jimin thinking. The older alpha turns his attention back to his intoxicating lover, brushing the sweaty bangs out of his eyes gently. "Tell me if you want him." Hoseok just blinks hooded eyes at him, making the alpha click his tongue. His hand moves to Hoseok's belt, undoing the dark leather with practiced ease and drags the zipper down, tugging the tight pants down till they get caught on the omega's knees. 

The sweet smell of his omega's slick fills the room almost instantly, making the two alpha growl. Yoongi can see the wet spots on his boxers, both from his slick and precum. He groans, forgetting about the other alpha for a second as he leans down to capture Hoseok's lips in a hungry kiss, biting and sucking the soft flesh like a starving man. 

The omega lets out a high-pitched moan when Yoongi's hand slips into his boxers to squeeze his member, giving the older man the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Yoongi licks his mouth thoroughly, letting the younger alpha listen as Hoseok's whimpers and moans fill the otherwise silent room. "Do you want him Hoseok?" He whispers against his mouth. "This alpha is gonna decide whether you'll get any tonight or not. So go ahead. Beg him." The omega gasps when Yoongi thumbs his slit, body tensing with pleasure when the hands go lower and lower, a long finger coming to tease at his hole." Yoongi… " He moans but the alpha tuts, stopping his ministrations and pulling his hands out of the now mostly soaked boxers. "I'm not the one you should be calling right now angel." 

Hoseok almost sobs in frustration before turning his head towards the frozen alpha. "Jimin..ah.. Jimin, please, please … alpha..." Yoongi smirks when Hoseok continues to beg and whine, casting clear cracks on Jimin's resolve. 

Something at the back of his mind whispers that it's not right. That it's terribly wrong, so wrong to force the blonde to forget about Hoseok in such a way, to take advantage of his vulnerable state of half consciousnesses and lust for his own benefit. It whispers that Jimin is still his friend, his family, and he shouldn't hurt him like this.

But a darker, more selfish part of his mind shuts down the whispers and growls that Hoseok is his mate, that no one else should allow themselves to look at him like that, they shouldn't think about him, shouldn't feel anything for him more than pure friendship. 

That same part howls in victory when Jimin's resolve finally breaks.

"Alright. Deal.'

Yoongi grins at the words, knowing that he's won. It was almost easy. But there is one more thing that he's worried about, so he calls the other alpha.

"Okay, it's a deal. Then, fill a bucket with hot water and grab a few towels for after we're done. Seok-ah will panic if we leave him to get them afterwards." While it's true that Hoseok doesn't let him go after sex, he doesn't know about Jimin, and frankly he doesn't think Hoseok will protest. But it's the best excuse to get the alpha out of the room. 

The Jimin nods before disappearing from the room. Yoongi quickly turns his attention back to his mate, brushing his knuckles against the soft skin of his cheeks. "Baby," he lays a tender kiss on the swollen lips, making the omega look at him with darkened eyes, hair already messed from the short make out and eyes almost glossed over. "Are you sure you want this? You're okay with this? Tell me what you want just ...don't force yourself. We can back out if you're not alright with any of this."

Hoseok looks at his mate's concerned eyes and sighs. "Yoongi, we've talked about it before. I'm okay with it if you are. Though the situation is different, he still agreed. So I'm fine with it." It's true that they've discussed it before.

Hoseok almost choked on his own spit when Yoongi was the one who brought it up. He just had no idea about the alpha's real motivation behind it, nor about Jimin's feelings. And it'll stay that way if Yoongi has any say in it, as fucked up as it sounds.

Yoongi knows that Hoseok will be beyond upset if he finds out, and he'd rather deal with the guilt than destroy what Hoseok treasures more than he should. Still he's worried. "But…"

"Shhhhh." The brown haired man lays a delicate finger on his boyfriend's lips."If It'll make you get out of whatever dilemma you've worked up in your mind, and if Chim is okay with it, then I want it too." Yoongi pauses for a few seconds to think.

Hoseok might say this now but he's still concerned. Knowing that Hoseok can get overwhelmed easily worries him, especially since Jimin doesn't know his limits. 

"Safe word?"

"Unicorn." Hoseok smiles at the older's concern, chest filling with warmth at the undeniable care and affection in his voice. His consideration never fails to amaze Hoseok after all these years, even when they're in such a strange situation. He smiles. "I promise I'll be fine and tell you if I'm not comfortable so," he smirks at the alpha "Stop bitching and kiss me, alpha." He thrusts his hips against the Yoongi's hard bulge, suddenly desperate to make him move.

Yoongi gives a wolfish grin at the words and leans down to whisper against the other's plump lips. "Is that any way to talk to your alpha?" Hoseok visibly shudders at the husky tone and leans in to reconnect their lips, but the white-haired man quickly pulls back, making the omega whine. Yoongi smiles smugly at his lover's frustration before slipping his hands under the other's legs, picking him up bridal style. 

He carries Hoseok to Jimin's bed, hesitating a bit before laying him down gently. There is no way in hell he would let another person, alpha or not, near his omega's nest so Jimin just has to suck it up.

That's the exact moment Jimin comes back in the room, carrying the items in his hands. He kicks the door shut and locks it before turning back towards them, eyes searching for the couple in the dim light. His eyes find Yoongi's in silence and they stare at each other, both eyes challenging and hard. 

A frustrated grunt breaks them out of their staring contest and both alphas turn to look at the source of the voice, only to find Hoseok with flushed cheeks and his head thrown back, whimpering at the mixture of alpha pheromones in the air. Yoongi smirks when he sees Hoseok's hands clutching the sheets with whitened knuckles, not touching himself despite the obvious bulge in his boxers. He'd taught his omega well.

"Could you two idiots please stop staring and fucking do something?" Hoseok snaps at them impatiently. Yoongi and Jimin glance at each other for a moment before nodding simultaneously. They quickly strip down to their boxers and get on the bed. 

Yoong leans against the headboard and drags Hoseok on his lap, the omega's back resting on his chest, while Jimin puts the towels on the nightstand before joining the other two. "You wanna to undress him?" Yoongi asks Jimin, gesturing towards the omega's torn dress shirt and his half covered legs, leaving the dark boxers on for some reason.

Jimin nods in response before crawling over to Hoseok. He takes off his jeans first, taking his time to ogle the dancer's sculpted legs, before removing the shirt and staring at the smooth skin hungrily. He can't count the number of hickeys, some new and bright purple while others more faded, on the otherwise unmarred skin. He leans down to drag his tongue on the long neck, kissing the soft skin before letting his lips suck on a spot harshly.

Hoseok sucks in a sharp breath, tilting his neck for better access while his hands fly to clutch at Jimin's back, pulling him closer against his invitingly warm skin. Yoongi's left arm tightens around his waist as his other hand begins to draw lazy patterns on the omega's still covered cock, making him throw back his head, simultaneously giving Jimin more access to his neck.

After giving Hoseok a few more marks, Jimin draws back to stare at the forming bruises, feeling a satisfying sense of pride at the darkening bites and the omega's soft, irregular pants. His hands move towards the black boxers and he tugs them down, Hoseok automatically lifting his hips to help him. The omega's neglected cock springs free from its confines, the air feeling too cold on his pulsing shaft and he whines at the feeling, buckling his hips forward. Jimin admires the dark flesh for a few moments before leaning down to take it into his mouth.

Yoongi watches silently, dropping occasional kisses and bites on his shoulders as Hoseok's eyes flutter shut in pleasure, struggling against Yoongi's hold to thrust forward as he can feel his entrance getting wetter with each passing second. Jimin moves his head lower, dragging his tongue on the hard shaft and moving his head up and down before he licks the head, slipping his tongue into the slit. Hoseok is moaning shamelessly at this point, the sounds only getting louder as Yoongi moves a hand to play with his balls.

The position has Hoseok feeling hot in a dizzying way, back against Yoongi's sturdy chest as his slick drips down on the other's thighs, Jimin's tight mouth hot around his dick and Yoongi's long fingers doing unspeakable things to him.

He can feel the heat pool in his lower stomach  and his body begins to twitch, breath turning rapid and shallow. Yoongi notices this and pulls at the blonde's hair in warning, who seems to understand as he quickens his pace. "Jimin...ah-" Jimin suddenly stops moving and releases the wet cock from his mouth with an audible pop. 

Hoseok cries out as his body spasms in Yoongi's hold, denied the relief that was so, so near, pants and whimpers escape his mouth freely."W-wh-why…?" His voice comes out broken, making Jimin's own cock twitch in his boxers while Yoongi lets out a low growl against his mating mark. "Jimin, please ...please." 

"Shh, calm down hyung." Jimin wipes a tear that has appeared from the corner of the omega's eye while Yoongi nibbles on his ear to distract him. He finds it funny that he didn't have to tell Jimin his omega can't take more than one orgasm in a night.

It doesn't take long for them to maneuver the disoriented omega until he's on his knees between them. And It takes even less for Yoongi to lube up two long fingers and push them into the tight, wet heat of Hoseok's body. Jimin watches in fascination as Yoongi's digits disappear, moving in and out of the pink hole with practiced ease. Obscene sounds fill the room along with Hoseok's soft moans. He soon grows jealous of the other alpha and lubes up his own fingers, pushing one alongside Yoongi's experimentally.

Hoseok is a moaning mess between the two of them, eyes liquid as he rocks back against the fingers stretching his walls, enjoying the slight burn and moaning at the expert fingers pressing against his prostate "Alpha please, it's enough. I-Im ready." Yoongi and Jimin ignore the begging and keep going, secretly enjoying the omega's pleas until they deem him ready, extracting their fingers from the wet hole right before the omega could come.

Yoongi leans down and whispers against Hoseok's ear, voice low and thick with desire. "Baby, how do you want it?"

Hoseok's eyes are shut tightly, breath short and shallow as a few frustrated tears roll down his face. "Both of you," he gasps out, both alphas watching him with surprise. "Want both of you."

"Are you sure?" Jimin asks, doubtful. Hoseok nodes frantically "Yes, yes. I'm sure. I-I can take it Jimin, please." Jimin gulps at the words, searching Yoongi's eyes for affirmation, who nods slowly.

They move around until Hoseok is once again on Yoongi's lap, back facing him as Yoongi wraps his arms around the omega's torso. Hoseok shifts his hips with Jimin's help before slowly lowering himself on Yoongi's cock, taking in the thick shaft with a moan. 

Jimin watches in fascination as Hoseok's hole envelops the older alpha's length with ease, the omega's own dick straining against his tanned stomach, precum gathered at the tip that is flushed an angry red due to being denied twice. Yoongi lets out low groans at the feeling, and Jimin can see how he's struggling not to start thrusting in the tight heat right away

Instead the older alpha turns Hoseok's head to claim his lips, rough and urgent. "Baby, you okay?" He whispers against his lips, Hoseok nods in response "Want Jimin too."

Jimin can feel his cock twitch at the weak request. Yoongi gives Hoseok a gentle peck on the lips before looking at Jimin, nodding "Go slow. Hurt him and you're dead." 

"Wouldn't dream of it." Jimin sheds his boxers, rubbing his already hard cock with his hand for a few seconds as Yoongi slides his hands under Hoseok's thighs, lifting them up to his chest to reveal more of the inviting hole. He jerks his head, gesturing for Jimin to go on.

Jimin positions himself and slowly pushes into the older, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. Yoongi draws meaningless patterns on Hoseok's skin, whispering sweet nothing to distract him from the pain as Jimin finally bottoms out. 

He looks at Hoseok's face that is scrunched in pain, tears rolling out from beneath the closed eyelid, Jimin uses all his willpower to keep still. 

It hits him then, what he's doing, and what he's agreed to do after it's over. He wonders if he'll regret it when the morning comes. But he doesn't think he will, because he knows he needs to move on at one point, and maybe this is the push that he needed.

After a few minutes Hoseok finally releases his breath and nods "Yo-you can move now." Jimin thanks his lucky stars cause he doesn't think he could've held out much longer. He slowly moves out before pushing back in, watching as the look of pain on Hoseok's face is slowly concurred by pleasure.

Yoongi starts thrusting then, the feeling of their cocks rubbing against each other in the the tight heat of Hoseok's boby is maddening, pushing him to move faster inside the slim omega."H-harder" Hoseok chokes out the words and the two alphas let go, slamming into Hoseok with rough thrusts until he's screaming and pushing back against them. Yoongi pulls Hoseok's head back by his hair, mouthing at his earlobe "You like it omega? You like taking us at the same time? Are we making you feel good?"

Hoseok is too out of it to answer, nodding his head weakly at the question, but Yoongi grips his hair harder "Answer me Hoseok." He wraps a hand around Hoseok's leaking dick, giving it fast, rough strokes till the omega is choking out "Y-yes! Yes, alpha. It-it feels good, so good alpha, you're making me feel so good." 

Jimin watches the scene play out in front of him and when Yoongi finally releases Hoseok's head to continue slamming into him, he uses the opportunity to drag the omega into a kiss. It's heated and urgent, making his head swim at the wet feeling of their tongues sliding against each other as he swallows Hoseok's moans eagerly.

Fucking Hoseok was everything he'd imagined and much more.

Hoseok's body tenses again and Jimin watches as his cock twitches in Yoongi's big hands and he knows Hoseok is ready to come. But Yoongi's fingers wrap around the base of his cock, preventing the omega from coming. 

"What do you think you're doing omega?" Yoongi growls in Hoseok's ear, voice dark and cruel. "You're not coming with another alpha in you now, are you? You're gonna wait for him to finish, right?" The alpha doesn't really give Hoseok a choice as his fingers tighten around the omega painfully hard.

Hoseok sobs at the feeling of being denied for the third time, his hands move to remove Yoongi's finger hopelessly, and Jimin doesn't know why, but he quickly traps the delicate wrists in his hands as he keeps thrusting. Hoseok's eyes crack open, looking at him with wet eyes as he mewls sweetly.

"Jimin, alpha I need.. I need..please…let me come, Jimin...please"

But Jimin refuses when Yoongi shakes his head at him. He didn't know Yoongi could be this cruel. But strangely enough, he finds the pained sounds of Hoseok's sobs and moans hot, making him more determined to keep going longer, just to draw more tortured whimpers from the older boy. Maybe he's as cruel as Yoongi, but at this point, he doesn't really care.

Jimin and Yoongi keep thrusting in the omega, whose eyes were shut in pleasure, crying out as the two alphas continued ramming at his prostate.

Jimin feels a familiar heat beginning to pool in his belly, dick pulsing and he holds the omegas thighs to his chest, fastening the pace to chase his releases. Yoongi seems to realize it as he also moves faster, creating more friction until Jimin comes with a broken cry.

He slowly pulls out slowly, wincing at the sensitivity before collapsing on the bed, drained and tired. Yoongi doesn't waste time, throwing Hoseok on his back, entering him again swiftly to resume his relentless thrusts.

Hoseok's hands clench the sheets, knuckles turning white at force as Yoongi keeps up his brutal pace, hitting his prostate with every thrust, going deeper and deeper. Jimin's hazy gaze fixates on Hoseok's face, watching as the mixture of pain and pleasure keep flashing on his beautiful face. "Y-yoongi, please_ I'm… can I?... alpha please, please .." Yoongi grunts, leaning down to scent Hoseok as his pace becomes erratic. A pale hand moves between their bodies to jerk off the omega, letting him know he can come.

And with the constant pressure of Yoongi's dick against his sweet spot and his cock being squished between their stomachs as Yoongi leans down to kiss him again, It doesn't take long for Hoseok to cum after that, painting their stomachs white. Yoongi follows him a second later.

Jimin stares at the mesmerizing omega as he comes, trying his best to save the picture in his mind, since he knows it's the first and last time he sees this.

He doesn't take his eyes off of him when Yoongi pulls out and grabs a towel, wetting it slightly with the most likely lukewarm water before cleaning them. He doesn't take his eyes off of him when Hoseok moans from overstimulation when the towel brushes his soft cock.

And when the boneless omega lies between them, Yoongi's arm draped over his waist as he snuggles against Jimin's chest and the younger alpha's fingers thread in his hair, playing with soft locks gently while Yoongi whispers sweet praises in his ears, Jimin still doesn't take his eyes off of him.

And when his eyes keep fluttering shut, the omega's beautiful features keep getting blurred behind his tired eyes, Jimin knows he has no choice but to take them off.