yoonjin bingo
Series Metadata
Listing Series
-
Tags
Summary
Yoongi moaned.
He tried to stop it, but even as he ground his teeth together, a soft moan dragged through his throat. He pushed back against Seokjin, who chuckled quietly, and a moment later, Yoongi realized exactly how loud he’d been. He looked at Jeongguk, who was staring back at them, wide-eyed, lips parted around a surprised little exhale.
“Are you—you’re—oh.”
Series
- Part 1 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
“This was your idea,” Seokjin reminded him quietly, fingertips teasing Yoongi’s shoulder gently. “You’re the one who said you wanted to wear it in public.”
Yoongi huffed again, eyelids fluttering for a moment as the bus started to move, hips shifting against the seat. He clenched down unintentionally around the plug pressed into his hole, and turned his face into Seokjin, to hide his face. “This wasn’t what I meant, hyung,” Yoongi mumbled quietly against Seokjin’s shirt. “I meant, you know, for a brief outing. Something less than an hour. Not—not this.”
Seokjin chuckled, then kissed the top of his head, hugging him tightly into his side. “Cutie.”
Series
- Part 2 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
Seokjin hummed softly as the tentacle pushed in deeper, filling his mouth. That minty fluid coated the inside of his mouth, cool and tingly. His eyes fluttered shut as the tentacle pressed down on the back of his tongue, inhaling deeply as he fought down his gag reflex.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” Yoongi whispered quietly, voice rough with his arousal. “C’mon, hyung, put your tongue to good use. I know that you’re stupid when you’re hard, but surely you’re capable of putting your tongue to use.” Seokjin hummed again, licking at the tentacle as much as he could. As he did, Yoongi pushed it in further, until Seokjin gagged, tears springing up in his eyes as he choked. He coughed, and Yoongi chuckled, before withdrawing the tentacle partially, giving Seokjin enough space to breath. “Good boy.”
“I wanna come,” Seokjin mumbled around the tentacle. Yoongi chuckled quietly, other tentacle speeding up on Seokjin’s cock. Seokjin gasped quietly, arching back again, trying to spread his legs further. “’m gonna—gonna—”
Series
- Part 3 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
“You know, kitten, I recall a conversation that we had a couple of weeks ago, the last time that you pulled something like this,” Seokjin plowed on, still holding Yoongi’s gaze. Yoongi’s cheeks were bright red, and he so wanted to look away, but his pride—his fucking pride, his stupid ego—wouldn’t let him give Seokjin the satisfaction. “Do you remember what I told you I would do, if you broke that rule again? It’s just… on the tip of my tongue, but I’m not quite sure what it was that I told you.”
Yoongi whined in his throat, cat ears pressed flat back against his head as he stared, wide-eyed, at Seokjin, who was still standing in the doorway. His tail curled, and he desperately wanted to tuck it between his legs, but with the way he was seated, thighs spread with the pillow between them, he couldn’t quite manage it, and he was far too shy to move the pillow, to have to face what he’d done.
“I—I—”
“Use your words, kitten,” Seokjin murmured quietly. “I want to hear you.”
Series
- Part 4 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
“Sweet baby,” Seokjin murmured, kissing away the next complaint that rose on Yoongi’s lips. Yoongi moaned against him, pleasure curling tightly in his gut, hands clenching into fists to try and fend off the oncoming orgasm. “I told you no. Daddy told you no, and that means no. It means you’re not allowed to come yet, and if you do, you’ll be in trouble.”
“Fuck.”
Yoongi made a curious sound at the sharp exhalation of the word from behind him. Had he been able to see, he would have turned to look, desperate to confirm his suspicions, because he knew that voice. Seokjin chuckled quietly, then kissed him again.
“Somebody ruined the surprise, hm?” he murmured against Yoongi’s mouth.
“I—I—Daddy—”
Series
- Part 5 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
“I want to have sex with you.”
Seokjin’s head didn’t rise, but he glanced up at Yoongi, looking at him over the top of his glasses. He raised an eyebrow, then hummed thoughtfully, fingers beginning to move again on the keyboard. “Any particular reason that you’re bringing this up right now?”
“Yeah,” Yoongi said, rising rather suddenly from the chair that he was curled up on and moving to flop onto the couch, his phone in one hand. “I’m fucking horny.” Seokjin snorted quietly, before closing his laptop, considering Yoongi with neutral eyes. “And I appreciate that you wanted to take things slow and make me comfortable, I really do, but I also know that you keep getting hard when we make out and I desperately want your dick inside me, like, as soon as possible.”
Seokjin didn’t speak for a long moment, before he set his laptop aside, sitting up straight. “Fine.”
Series
- Part 6 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
“What does that even mean, his isn’t that way? What’s… what’s wrong with his?”
Taehyung smirked, looking at something over Seokjin’s shoulder. “See for yourself.”
Seokjin turned, looking over his shoulder just in time to watch Yoongi enter the club, Namjoon and Hoseok right behind him. His gaze raked over his boyfriend’s body, all black-clad legs, white t-shirt, narrow waist, before finally rising to his face. His lips were glossy, lower lip shining in the dim light of the club, absolutely begging to be bitten. And his hair…
Series
- Part 7 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
He shook through his orgasm, and Seokjin continued to pet his back gently, then slid his hand into Yoongi’s hair, hushing him quietly, scratching at his scalp.
“I think I’m in heat,” Yoongi whispered against his neck, a shudder running through him at the admission. “I—I—oh, fuck, it hurts. It hurts so bad, hyung, please?”
“What do you need me to do, kitten? Tell hyung what you need.”
Series
- Part 8 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
Christmas vacation as a group, Hoseok had said. It’ll be fun, we’ll really get closer as a group, he’d said. And sure, maybe they were getting closer, but maybe, just maybe a ski trip hadn’t been Hoseok’s brightest idea.
----
aka Hoseok planned a group vacation and seokjin and yoongi make sure to find time to boink.
Series
- Part 9 of yoonjin bingo
- Part 1 of yoonjin holiday week
-
underrated uses for christmas decorations by littlebee1
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
06 Dec 2020
Tags
Summary
Seokjin chuckled quietly, then pulled away from him, straightening up and stepping back to take in the full image before him. Yoongi, on his knees, arms bound behind his back, naked except for the harness that Seokjin had woven across his body with skilled fingers. It made quite a picture, his boy tied up on the floor, bound by the silver tinsel garlands that he had intended to put on the Christmas tree. They would have to buy more; the ones that Seokjin had tied him with had shed on the floor every time that he’d adjusted them.
That was alright, though. He rather thought that Yoongi made a better decoration than any Christmas tree.
Series
- Part 10 of yoonjin bingo
- Part 2 of yoonjin holiday week
-
Tags
Summary
It had all started when he’d seen Yoongi in that apron.
Okay, that wasn’t entirely true. The apron itself wasn’t the problem. It was actually pretty innocuous; maybe a little bit feminine, and maybe it cinched at Yoongi’s waist a little bit too nicely to be entirely innocent, but at the end of the day, it was just an apron.
Series
- Part 11 of yoonjin bingo
- Part 3 of yoonjin holiday week
-
Tags
Summary
Seokjin was starting to think that maybe letting Yoongi drink wasn't his brightest idea.
Not that it was entirely his fault that Yoongi had had as much alcohol as he did, nor was it his fault that they were at the party. The blame for that rested on Jimin and Hoseok respectively.
Series
- Part 4 of yoonjin holiday week
- Part 12 of yoonjin bingo
-
Tags
Summary
Several things happened very quickly.
First, Seokjin pushed open the door to leave the union, blinking his eyes as they began to water at the cold air. He walked quickly down the steps, and on the very bottom stair, his foot landed on his own loose shoelace, and he tripped, stumbling forwards. He fumbled for his drink, trying desperately not to spill that delectable, pink goodness all over the ground—
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
Oh.
Oh no.
Oh no oh no oh fuck oh no.
Series
- Part 13 of yoonjin bingo
- Part 1 of pretty in pink
-
Tags
Summary
“So pretty,” Yoongi breathed, as he leaned down, to put his mouth to Seokjin’s hole, licking over it slowly. Seokjin’s breath hitched, and his legs spread further, but he didn’t wake, face still pressed into his pillow. Yoongi chuckled to himself, then sucked gently on his rim, just hard enough to make a whine rise up in Seokjin’s throat, a shudder running through his sleeping body.
Series
- Part 2 of pretty in pink
- Part 14 of yoonjin bingo