sorry i haven’t figured out how to start my part2’s of the bd verse but tonight i will offer you:

horny mutual jerk off namkook where jk just wants to cum on his hyung’s honey thighs

inspired by objectively the horniest part of joon

nobody’s really surprised that jungkook brings up joon’s thighs for the 34892th time. at this point, it could be part of his personality: loving rapmonie hyung’s honey thighs.

it is what it is. the sun shines in the morning and jungkook loves namjoon’s thick legs.

jungkook’s little crush keeps getting bigger— but now it’s turned into heated looks as opposed to the wide eyed looks he used to give

something about namjoon in those fucking black shorts just drives him insane. the way they ride up. the way they accentuate the knee scar.

namjoon doesn’t change out of his shorts after the concert, just throws on a sweater and calls it day.

jungkook? he waits approximately 0.2 seconds after getting out the car before he’s dragging joon into his hotel room and splaying him on the bed

he’s buzzing with the adrenaline, just wants to feel him, crawls between his legs and pushes them apart so he can sit properly

“hyung”

joon just hums, hands behind his head, cocky, “how long were you waiting to do this?”

jungkook pouts, “that’s not fair. can i touch you hyung? please?”

it’s very embarassing how hard he is. having done nothing. absolutely nothing except the prospect of getting his hands on those delicious thighs

namjoon nods, smirk playing at his lips.

he watches jungkook splay his big hands on his skin, pushing up the fabric of his shorts as if the garment had personally offended him. he squeezes the meat of his thighs and watches the fat fill the spaces between his fingers.

poor jungkookie, so riled up over some skin, over some thigh meat. he can’t help the shudder that runs through him or how his hips buck into the air of their own accord

he hastily tugs down the waistband of his sweatpants and hooks it under his balls, just enough for him to stroke his dick with one hand and squeeze namjoon’s thigh with the other. he has the strongest urge to cum on them. he wants to dirty them with his cum.

namjoon hasn’t really moved. he’s laying there taking all the ministrations in stride. he’s going to have jk’s handprints all over his thighs but— it’s worth it. his dick’s filling up but he just lets kook have his fun

jungkook shuffles back so he has space to lean forward and mouth at one thigh while his hand is still held protectively on the other. his hand’s flying over his dick, can barely see what he’s doing

“does little one wanna cum on hyung’s thigh? wanna cover hyung in his cum?”

jungkook whine. yes he wants this so badly.

namjoon’s dick lays hard under his shorts, which are already so short. a little maneuvering and joon’s cockhead peeks out from the bottom of the shorts, a little wet with precum but definitely interested in this scenario

jungkook suckles the tip, lapping at the underside and making joon groan

“m so close hyungie can i please c-cum on your thighs?”

he waits until joon nods and then he’s shuffling close, dick held in his hands and smearing the tip on joon’s thigh.

namjoon tenses his thighs, watches jungkook’s jaw hang loose at the subtle ripple, watches him absolute lose his shit and cum all over his thigh

he doesn’t stop there. something about marking namjoon as his has him going absolutely feral. he runs his fingers through the cum, spreads and presses it into joon’s thigh, watches with a satisfied air

he sneaks a finger under joon’s tip, the shaft still covered by the shorts. he teases an orgasm out of namjoon, makes him cum on the same thigh he just covered in his own seed

he has absolutely no regrets