Seokjin got to the set first.

He wanted to make sure that his little plan was still on. Wanted to make sure that Mark was going to be there.

It wasn't so much of a plan, but more like simply showing off his boyfriend to the jealous asshole behind the scenes. It was going to be okay!

Mark was the person who texted such rude things to Seokjin. He started this. Seokjin will merely end it. Easy.

And it's not so much of a jealousy thing for Seokjin, either. It's more of a petty kind of play.

Seokjin knows that Jungkook does deserve the best. Mark was right about that. And to be fair, Jin knows that he isn't the best for Jungkook. But in the end, he wants to show that he /can/ be better. He may not be the best, but he does try his damndest.

So, as Jungkook walks into the room, it's showtime.

"Oh, hyung, you're here already?"

Seokjin smiled as he walked towards Jungkook, grabbing ahold of his hand and leading him to the wall, where he usually leaves the black bag that he carries.

"Yeah," Jin nodded, "I got here a little earlier today."

Jungkook threw his bag towards the wall and hummed as he was pulled into Seokjin, the older wrapping his arms around him.

"Hyung?" he chuckled as he circled his arms around Seokjin's neck. Warm. Soft. Cute. "You're hugging me?"

Seokjin nodded into the younger's neck. "Missed you." He pulled away and instead moved in for a kiss, the two of them leaned against the wall as they melted into each other.

Jungkook has grown to love kissing just as much as Jin does. That's a good thing, for Jin. He loves those warm, cute lips on his.

"Hyung," Jungkook whined as Seokjin pulled away. "What's up with you today?"

"Nothing," Seokjin chuckled.

But he could feel /those/ eyes on him. Could see it in the corner of his eyes, the hard glare that the slightly shorter man across the room had on them.

"Baby," he continued instead of paying attention to Mark, "are you ready for today? Excited?"

Jungkook's face visibly scrunched up, a slight blush creeping up his neck. "Yeah, um, I brought something to wear... But I may not."

"Wait, no," Seokjin frowned slightly, only enough for Jungkook to see. "Why won't you wear it? What is it?"

The blush became more evident, Jungkook's head lowering in shame as Seokjin pulled him in closer by his tiny waist, caressing gently to try and calm the blush, but only making it worse.

"I- I have a thigh garter," he started. Seokjin hummed as he led their feet a little closer to the wall, Jungkook's back softly hitting it without question.

"Yeah?"

"Y-Yeah," Jungkook let out. "And I bought a s-skirt...?"

For some reason it sounded like more of a question as Seokjin dug his face into the younger's neck, lips brushing against the skin below his ear.

"Yeah?" His breath was hot against Jungkook's ear. "That's hot, bunny." He lowered one of his hands to Jungkook's leg, simply resting on the back of his thigh. "Just imagine my hand running up your thigh, bun. Under your pretty little skirt."

Jungkook squirmed, a soft gasp leaving his mouth as he arched his back, certainly affected.

"H-Hyung.." He was a blushing mess as Seokjin caressed his thigh, the imagine of Seokjin's hand going up against his inner thigh probably burned into his mind now. "S-Should I wear it, then?"

Seokjin raised an eyebrow as he backed away and met his eyes. "Well, of course."

He was such a blushing mess and the older absolutely loved to see it.

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Jungkook in person, in a cute little black skirt, thigh garter wrapped tight around his upper thigh, black as well, with a metal heart in the middle, looked absolutely stunning.

If Seokjin didn't have him as a boyfriend, he'd be envious as well.

But here they are, boyfriends, on set. Today's set was the typical bedroom that they found themselves using a lot. The video for today was to have Jungkook blindfolded and to use a vibrator on him. The rest is up to them.

The purple, plugged-in vibrator on the bed had Seokjin excited, as well as the long, silk blindfold that was there. He knew he was going to have fun.

Today was about making Jungkook feel good more than anything. Seokjin already planned on making that a priority, but the fact that Jungkook has sparkling eyes right now makes him much more excited.

And gosh, does he look so pretty.

Seokjin says it a lot, but Jungkook seriously is just so pretty! He can't help but make sure to tell his boyfriend that every chance he gets.

"You ready, pretty?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around the younger's waist.

Jungkook took sort of a moment to answer, just standing still as Seokjin hugged him from behind.

"Course, I'm ready."

"Places, people!" the director called out upon hearing them.

Mark was the only staff that Seokjin cared to look at as they were all called. It's just amazing, the fact that Mark has to set up the sound equipment and make sure everything goes smoothly with it. Amazing how he has to hear, and more importantly, see.

Seokjin pulled Jungkook towards the bed and paid attention, the staff telling him to go ahead and blindfold Jungkook before they start.

They got on the bed and Jungkook watched as Jin picked up the silk and calmly wrapped it around his boyfriend's eyes, making sure to tie it well enough so it won't fall off.

He slightly pushed Jungkook back onto the bed, only then realizing that there was another strip of silk that was on the bedside table.

As Jungkook laid back, Seokjin pulled the other silk into his hands and then reached for Jungkook's.

"Bun," he called out as the director was setting everything up.

"Hm?", a small hum from the younger.

"Can I tie your hands?"

Jungkook took in his bottom lip as he felt the other silk brush against his arm. "L-Let me take my shirt off so it won't be in the way."

And he did that, taking his shirt off slowly, only left in his skirt, which was settled gorgeously onto his waist.

Seokjin pulled his hands in front of him and tied them there, above his tummy.

"Are we ready?" the director called out.

Both Seokjin and Jungkook nodded their heads, a clear sign for action. When the director told them to start, Seokjin knew what he needed to do; so, so many things.

First, he wants Jungkook to feel good. Jungkook said he likes when he's in control, so he'll give him that. But Seokjin also wants to focus on making Mark feel like an idiot.

Mark was rude to Seokjin for no reason, and honestly, he deserves to watch what he can never have.

"Baby," he started by slowly trailing his hand up Jungkook's leg, the thigh garter his destination.

Jungkook's legs were closed, making no room for Jin to go any further if he even wanted to.

"Hyung?" Jungkook's voice was a whisper as he spoke out, curious as to what Seokjin would do.

He pressed his fingers beneath the strap on the younger's thigh and hummed as he curled his fingers into the smooth skin.

"Does bun need a little bit of a punishment?" Seokjin leaned down to his ear, knowing it gives him chills throughout his body.

He dragged his hand up, under the hem of the skirt and brushing so slightly against his thigh as he went in more, up and under the fabric. "Do I need to remind you who fucks you best?"

His fingers caved into Jungkook's inner thigh, the younger bucking his hips a bit to the touch, a small whine on his bitten lips.

He removed his hand and instead placed it on top of the skirt, right on Jungkook's covered cock.

"Speak to me," he demanded.

Jungkook whined out, this time with his mouth parted as Seokjin palmed him so soft he could barely even feel, but oh, did his voice alone make him feel a pull in his stomach.

"Y-You fuck me best," Jungkook let out.

"Damn right." Seokjin removed his hand again, loving how his boyfriend bucked his hips up into nothing.

The best part about this is that Seokjin totally believes what Jungkook is telling him, that nobody fucks him better than he can. He wants to make sure that's true. Gosh, he wants Jungkook crying as he comes with his name on his lips.

"Do you think anyone else deserves to see you like this, bun?"

Jungkook shook his head. "Nobody but you."

"Nobody but me." He lowered himself to Jungkook's lips and kissed him, simply lips-to-lips, but Jungkook's tied hands made a way to his chest, trying to pull him in by his shirt for more.

Seokjin pulled away and instead started kissing down his jaw, then made sure to grip onto Jungkook's chin and tilt his head up so he could have better access to his neck as he moved there.

Jungkook arched his back as Seokjin kissed his neck, a small whine as Seokjin wrapped his arms around his back and pulled him closer.

"My pretty baby," he muttered into Jungkook's skin. "You know who makes you feel good, don't you?"

As Jungkook let out a "yes," Seokjin barely peeked up, not even obvious to the camera, but very noticeable to the guy across the room, arms crossed and brows scrunched in a pissed-off manner. 

Seokjin went back to Jungkook, rocking his hips forward to press their clothed, hard cocks together, but hissing at the tightness in his pants as he realized he was even hard.

He quickly pulled away and undid his pants, taking his cock out just so he wouldn't have to suffer throughout this video.

"H-Hyung? What're you doing?"

Seokjin glanced back at Jungkook. His hands were drawn in towards his face, towards the blindfold. Jin quickly looped his finger into the silk around Jungkook's wrist and pulled it back, knowing Jungkook was about to remove the blindfold.

Jungkook pouted as Seokjin jerked his hands above his head, forcing them into the pillows.

"Be a good boy, Jungkook-ah."

An even more frustrated pout formed on his lips but was soon replaced by his lips parting as Seokjin pinched his nipple, enough to slightly punish the boy for trying to untie himself.

"Hyungie," he whined out, legs parting slightly at the feeling of his nipple now being toyed with.

Seokjin pinched and twisted it with his fingers, loving the weak mewls coming from under him.

"I-I'll be good, hyungie."

Seokjin pulled his hand away and smirked to himself. "Good." But still, he leaned into the younger's nipple and kissed it, slipping his tongue out to lick across the hard bud as Jungkook bucked his hips into his, needy.

As he sucked and kissed Jungkook's sensitive nipple, his hand trailed up his thigh again, this time slipping under the skirt and going straight to Jungkook's cock, which wasn't covered by anything. No underwear. Just a skirt and no worry. 

Seokjin swirled his tongue around the nipple as he wrapped his hand around Jungkook's cock, Jungkook squirming and whining under his hold.

"H-Hyung..."

"Gonna be a good boy?" Seokjin slowly lifted the skirt to see, waiting for Jungkook to answer.

"Yes, hyung. Wanna be good for you."

He pulled Jungkook's hands back down, not without an alarmed gasp coming from the younger as he forced his arms back down.

"Hold," Jin demanded as he brought Jungkook's tied hands to his skirt, making him hold it up so he could have a better view.

"I-Is this good, hyung?"

Seokjin nodded, but he realized that Jungkook couldn't see him. "Good, bun," he said as he reached for the vibrator next to them. He made sure not to turn it on yet, instead reaching for the lube on the bedside table.

Jungkook looked patient under him, barely holding onto his skirt to keep himself presented prettily, just like Jin had wanted him to do.

Fuck, it was so hot, so breathtaking. Jungkook is the definition of attractive. So pleasing to look at, so pretty, so cute, so sexy when he wants to be. Seokjin can barely deal with it— hell, he used to could barely stand it.

But now, here they are.

Seokjin opened the lid to the lube bottle and squirted it onto Jungkook's cock, fists tightening onto the skirt as Seokjin pressed the tip of the vibrator onto the head of his cock.

"Hyu—Ah!-"

Jungkook let out a high-pitched moan as Seokjin turned on the vibrator, feeling the endless vibrations hit his hand, knowing that he had the vibrator on just the right spot on Jungkook's cock, knowing exactly why the younger is bucking his hips and moaning out suddenly.

He watched as Jungkook's head sank into the pillow, watched as he held tighter onto the skirt, watched as his cock twitched and leaked already.

Just when he saw Jungkook's back arch, he took the vibrator away, watching now as Jungkook fell defeatedly into the mattress, panting as his cock twitched, near release already.

"S-Seokjinnie-hyung.."

His mouth parted as Seokjin got between his legs. Not too long for him to say anything else, because Seokjin was already pressing the vibrator to his cock again, this time barely ghosted to the very tip.

"Fu-Fuck," he tried to buck up into it, but Seokjin held him down with his free hand, making sure to not let him have too much of it. Too much power.

"I told you to be a good boy." Seokjin held the vibrator just above his cock, making him whine out.

"P-Please. I'll be good."

"Will you?" Seokjin questioned. "Tell me how much you want it. Beg."

Jungkook gripped so tight onto the skirt that he pulled it up further, needing more. "Please, hyungie, I want it. Please."

"Hmm. I think I need a little more convincing than that, bunny."

He could see the nervous bite of Jungkook's lip, and he thought that he had maybe gone too far, until...

"Please, hyungie. P-Please make your bunny feel good. I want it."

Seokjin cocked an eyebrow at him. "My bunny, huh?" He smirked as Jungkook simply nodded. "I'm gonna make my bunny cry and moan for me. Is that okay, bunny?"

Another nod. "Please do."

He nearly wanted to scoff at the small smirk forming on his boyfriend's lips as well.

"Alright, bun. I'll let you come."

As soon as he put the vibrator back onto Jungkook's cockhead, he started rolling it around, smearing the cold lube and making Jungkook pant and moan at the feeling of it.

He could tell that Jungkook was close. He had been for a bit. But even as Jungkook's hips bucked again, Seokjin pulled it away, a small groan leaving Jungkook's lips as he fell back into the mattress again.

"Well, I didn't say /when/ you get to come, now did I?" Seokjin smirked again, though he knew Jungkook couldn't see it.

"T-That's not fair!"

Seokjin shrugged as he pushed his pants down onto his lower thighs, knowing Jungkook could hear him doing so, because he was now still, quiet, trying to listen.

Instead of giving in and telling Jungkook what he was doing, he decided to just go for it. Decided to put the vibrator against his own cock, finding an interest in it as well. Hopefully, Jungkook wouldn't mind.

But really, he wants Jungkook to beg more. Wants Jungkook to want him.

His head fell back as the vibrator sent shivers up his body, a deep feeling in his stomach as he felt the sensation and his thighs clenching.

"Hyung..?"

Jin groaned, cock leaking and hot breaths leaving his mouth as he gave in to the feeling of pleasure.

"Fuck, bun."

Jungkook sat up then, questioning, but Seokjin groaned more, seeing the younger with his face so close to his crotch, meeting his cock like that.

He leaned in and pushed Jungkook back into the mattress, this time lowering himself with him. Jungkook yelped at the sudden contact, but it soon became a moan as Seokjin put the vibrator back onto his cock, then started thrusting against it as well, their cocks separated, but pushing against the toy together.

"H-Hyung, what're you-"

"I told you to be a good boy," he cut Jungkook off, huffing out as much as he could as he rode the vibrator too.

"I- I am," Jungkook let out, but a moan struck him. "Hyung, I-I'm gonna come, please.."

Seokjin, though he really, really didn't want to, took the vibrator away from both of them. It was so frustrating, having it stolen from himself as well, but now he knows why Jungkook is so needy for more. Now he knows why Jungkook is actually begging.

"No!" Jungkook pouted, and though Seokjin couldn't see, Jungkook had tears threatening his eyes, barely soaking into the silk blindfold.

"Fucking hell, baby," Seokjin huffed breathlessly.

"P-Please," Jungkook tugged his hands around Seokjin's neck, the older leaning into him. "Please. I'll do a-anything, just let me c—"

Seokjin stopped his words with a kiss, short and sweet, but pulled away ever so slowly to calm him down.

"I won't pull away this time," he told him. "Don't worry, baby. You've been a good boy, right? Do you deserve this?"

Jungkook nodded desperately. "Y-Yes, I've been good."

"Alright then, baby."

This time, when he put the toy into place, he didn't plan on stopping. As he pressed his own cock down onto it, low groans leaving his throat, he knew that they'd both come soon.

Jungkook was crying out, not taking long before he was coming and trembling, white spurts all over his skirt and onto Seokjin, but Seokjin just watched it happen. Eyes full of mirth as his baby came all over himself.

He loved the way Jungkook's lips parted, loved the way he whined, the way he panted helplessly, and thighs trembled as Seokjin continued to pleasure himself with it.

"You're mine, bun."

He had nearly forgotten what he had planned to do, to simply make Mark pissed off and to make Jungkook feel good, but he got so lost in the latter that he didn't even care anymore.

Jungkook came, and soon, he came as well. "Baby" on his lips and hand tightening onto the toy, he thrusted a good last few times and he came all over his boyfriend as well.

And he was glad with that. He was pleased with what he had done. It really was a win in his book.

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