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"Jungkook-ah, do you want me to order something before you start?"

Namjoon asks the younger man who is still showering, cleaning and preparing himself for his upcoming stream.

"Hnng?"

A small sound comes out of the shower. The sound that Jungkook always makes when people call for him. It sounds so cute that Namjoon can imagine his wide doe eyes flicking their gaze up with the tiniest parting of his rosy lips.

"How long do we have?" Jungkook asks in return.

"About an hour and a half?" Namjoon answers after checking his watch. Then, he browses through his phone and asks again, "Is that a yes?"

"Yes, hyungnim. Thank you," Jungkook replies from inside the showers.

"You're welcome."

While ordering some food for the streamer, Namjoon walks back to the living room of Jungkook's apartment which happens to be his workplace. It feels strange to be working at someone else's home, but Namjoon is used to it by now.

He knows how to do his job as an assistant quite well enough; he is equipped with all that he needs to know.

Still, even after a year, Namjoon feels like he is taking advantage of the younger man; he's known Jungkook even before he got the job after all. To use the word 'know' might be an overstatement, but there was certainly a time where he would jerk off to the younger's live streams and give him tips every week.

In conclusion, Namjoon is a fan.

Jungkook, GoldenBunny, is one of the most famous camboys at the moment. His youthful face, even behind a mask, and his muscular body are his main selling points; they are what attract the viewers. But it is his enthusiasm to try out new things and his open mind that make everyone enjoy his live streams and choose to stick around.

His live streams have made so much money that companies are searching left and right for a chance to work with him or to acquire him under their wings. But Jungkook prefers working alone; he doesn't even accept collabs. From what he always says in his streams, he doesn't even have anyone helping him.

That is until he hires Namjoon.

No, Namjoon did not constantly seek out an opportunity to work with GoldenBunny; he is not a creep. But the timing of the camboy announcing that he was looking for an assistant happened to align with Namjoon's urgent need for money. Being a freelance writer can be tough, after all.

So when the opportunity arose, he took it. And surprisingly, he was chosen amongst all of the other candidates.

Of course, he was happy that he got the job to help his favorite camboy that he has been watching for two years. But that was where the problems lie; Namjoon isn't supposed to be a fan.

What would GoldenBunny think of him? That he is just another creep who is trying to take advantage of him? That he applies for the job just to get close to him and jerk off to him for free?

But more than what the streamer might think of him, Namjoon is more worried about the younger; he doesn't want to make him uncomfortable.

So, naturally, Namjoon simply pretends he has never heard of GoldenBunny before.

It has been a year since then, so of course, they know each other by now. Namjoon's financial status has also become stable enough to quit this job, but he still loves working with Jungkook. And that makes his lie weigh heavier in his chest.

He feels guilty about it every time he sees the younger smiling at him and getting close to him. All because of the false comfort that Namjoon promised him.

Worse, everything got a thousand times harder when Namjoon realized he began to fall for the person behind that mask. Not only does he worship GoldenBunny, he also adores Jeon Jungkook.

That is when it all gets even more complicated than it's supposed to be.

Because now, Namjoon is probably a full on creep in the other's eyes.

Namjoon feels so guilty about it, especially now that he is sitting in the corner of Jungkook's streaming room, monitoring everything, hiding behind the cameras, watching the younger play with himself for the viewers, and trying his best to ignore his own raging boner.

He doesn't know why, but Jungkook looks extremely gorgeous today.

Is it because of his fitted black long-sleeved crop top that has a heart-shaped cut right over his chest, exposing a little bit of skin for some imagination? Maybe. Is it because of how he ties his long permed hair in a ponytail? Probably. Is it because of his signature black bunny ears on his head? Sure, why not?

Whatever it is, Jungkook is driving Namjoon more insane than usual today.

"Ahh, eung," the cute little whimpers escape from Jungkook's lips as he moves the magic wand along his shaft.

He always likes to stimulate himself, waiting for his viewers to settle in and shower him with tips. Then, Jungkook's eyes flick up and check the screen in front of him before letting out a giggle, "Oh? We reached 100,000 coins already? But I haven't done anything yet?"

The comment section explodes with agreement, saying that Jungkook has been teasing them for far too long. With a laugh, the streamer then asks, "Should I spice things up?"

And Namjoon doesn't even have to look to know that the comments must be flooding with demands for Jungkook to do something more than just edging himself. With shaky legs, the streamer gets up from his desk and moves to the bed behind him. Namjoon quickly switches to the camera near the bed, allowing the viewers to get a clearer view of the sexy streamer.

Jungkook crawls onto the bed, presenting his ass to the camera. And Namjoon's had the pleasure of watching the comments going feral for the heart-shaped plug sitting snugly between those bubbles cheeks. The streamer spreads his cheeks apart and wiggles his hips, teasing his viewers.

But his viewers aren't the only ones who are teased.

Namjoon tries his best to stay quiet in his little corner, calming himself down. Still, he can't stop imagining himself creeping up to the younger from behind, gripping his tiny waist tight. Then, he would yank the plug away and feed his shaft into that inviting entrance.

Jungkook likes it slow and steady at first; he likes taking his time. Before he begs for harder and faster. And he will not stop begging until tears stream down his face. He would beg to be filled up. Or beg to have that filthy cum all over his chest as he squeezes those pecs together.

Having watched it for three years, Namjoon knows too well what the other likes.

"Do you know what's special about today's stream?"

That question from Jungkook to his viewers snaps him out of his trance. And suddenly, he's puzzled. From the briefing he did with the younger earlier, this stream is going to be a normal one. Just Jungkook riding a dildo to oblivion like he always does.

Namjoon gets his answer when Jungkook bends down and takes a box out from under his bed. With a wide smile that is hidden behind his mask, Jungkook opens the box and exclaims loudly, "The toy I ordered finally arrived. I've been waiting for months!"

In his hands is a nine-inch purple dildo with bumps and ridges all over its length. It seems like one of many toys that Jungkook already has. But judging from how Jungkook's eyes sparkle and squint as he smiles, Namjoon bets that it must be really special to him.

And his hunch is proven right when the streamer says, "I designed this one myself! It's meant to be the perfect cock for me. Look, isn't it pretty?"

Jungkook shows his toy to the camera excitedly. If he had taken off his mask, the viewers would surely be honored by witnessing his wide bright smile that Namjoon thinks is too cute to be true. Even when he was still a viewer, he had always thought GoldenBunny was adorable.

But catching hints of that behind the screen cannot compare to knowing and seeing Jungkook in real life.

"What should I name him?" Jungkook asks his viewers for their opinions as he nuzzles his cheek against the toy, "What should I call my special guest?"

The comment section is helpful with suggesting names — probably theirs — in hope that Jungkook will moan it while riding his new toy. The young streamer skims through his comments with a light chuckle.

"There are so many, I can't choose," Jungkook says to his viewers. "But I ordered this guy in June, so maybe... Junie?"

It is in that moment that Namjoon gets to witness, once again, Jungkook's level of professionalism. Because if he ever noticed how Namjoon chokes on his saliva and shifts his legs in an attempt to hide his boner, then the younger does a good job at not paying much attention to it.

He knows Jungkook doesn't mean to. Why would he? But, fuck, isn't that a little too much?

Does Namjoon really have to watch Jungkook ride his toy and moan out what sounds identical to his name? Does he have to watch the younger fall apart from the toy that he will use to ruin himself? Can Namjoon really handle that?

No, he doesn't think the fuck so.

And, fucking hell, why does he have to do that today when Namjoon is wearing slacks instead of his usual sweatpants? And why does Namjoon have to leave his blazer back in the living room? Now he has nothing to cover himself with; his erection is going to be saying hello to the world.

He really should've changed his clothes before coming here.

"Junie is a good name, right? It's so cute," Jungkook says with a light giggle.

Then, the streamer slathers his Junie with a copious amount of lube, just the way he likes it. Jungkook always likes it a little messy; he likes it when everything slides in and out easily. He likes it when his hole just takes everything in without a fight as if that is what he is born to do.

And that drives Namjoon crazy every time.

Especially now that Jungkook is sinking down on his purple dildo, even with his plug still inside. Namjoon is concerned that it might be too much, but Jungkook knows what he's doing.

When the tip gets in, the streamer lets out a loud gasp. Both the plug and the toy are stretching him out wide, tugging against his rim and causing the most delicious burn ever.

Despite the erotic scene of the younger's stretched entrance, Namjoon cannot focus on anything but his face. The way those doe eyes flutter shut in ecstasy with his brows furrowed a little, it makes Namjoon curious about what kind of face Jungkook is making.

The lower half of his face is always hidden behind a black mask, so there's no way for anyone to see his full face.

But Namjoon has seen it, has seen how pretty Jungkook is, and has seen various expressions on that gorgeous face. However, he can never get to actually see what kind of face Jungkook makes when he is being pleasured: when he feels sexually satisfied.

Namjoon is curious, but he has to swallow down that curiosity.

Now, he's got a job to do. He can continue being curious and fantasizing about it later.

"Ahh, right there," Jungkook whimpers as he bounces up and down his toy. It seems that he has removed the plug while Namjoon daydreams. His thighs are trembling, but he doesn't stop. He slams himself onto the silicone shaft harshly, abusing his own entrance.

"Junie, you're fucking me so good," Jungkook moans. "So big, Junie. God, you're making me gape."

Fuck. Does he really have to say that? Does he?

The mention of the toy's name makes Namjoon feel hot all over his body. He has to unbutton the sleeves of his shirt and roll them up to his elbows and loosen his tie, trying to cool himself down. Because every time Jungkook says that name, he can't help but imagine the younger calling out to him.

Trying to occupy himself, Namjoon glances down at the laptop in front of him and watches the comments be flooded with compliments on how pretty GoldenBunny is. He also watches the way Jungkook's reddened puffy rim taking in the purple toy like it's the last thing he wants to do is shown on the screen. It won't take long for him to cum and the stream to end at this point.

With his back to the camera, Jungkook presents his hole for the world to see as he moves himself up and down. His rim drags along the length of the toy, the tan of his skin contrasting with the transparent purple of the toy.

And from the way Jungkook starts clawing at the bed sheets beneath him, Namjoon knows he is close.

"Junie, Junie," Jungkook whimpers weakly. His eyes are rolled back with pleasure as he grinds his hips against the toy. "Noona, is Bunny doing well? Hyung, can Bunny cum?"

Whenever those sentences appear, everyone knows that the stream is close to an end; GoldenBunny is about to climax. It is totally expected.

However, what he doesn't expect is Jungkook turning his head to look in Namjoon's direction until their eyes meet. Now glossy with tears, those doe eyes lock with his and they seem as if he is begging for something. For pleasure. For attention.

For release.

Not knowing what to do, Namjoon nods at the younger, hoping it gives some reassurance to him.

Surprisingly, that seems to be exactly what Jungkook wants. The streamer flips to lie on his back as he moves his hips down and buries his toy to the hilt, showing the cum spurting out of him.

Yet, not without locking his gaze with Namjoon and moaning, "Thank you, Junie hyung..."

It takes everything in him not to bust in his pants right then and there. But he has a job to do.

Namjoon waits until Jungkook finishes waving a goodbye to his viewers before ending the live stream for him. The younger collapses on the bed from exhaustion as he takes the toy out of his and takes off his black mask to take a deep breath. He can't help but chuckle; Jungkook is always too tired to get up after his streams.

So Namjoon walks out of the room to fetch a glass of cold water and some snacks for the younger. When he returns, Jungkook has already covered himself with a bathrobe. Handing the exhausted streamer his water, Namjoon says quietly, "Drink and eat all you want, Jungkook-ah, you must be exhausted."

Jungkook smiles up at him and mumbles a quiet thank you before gulping the cold water down silently.

While Jungkook enjoys his snacks, Namjoon gets started on storing all the equipment. However, he can't help but notice the way a pair of doe eyes follow him around, watching his every movement as he puts the cameras and lights back in their boxes. He is used to the younger's gaze by now — always sneaking a glance at him when he thinks the older isn't looking.

But today it feels different.

Is it because of Namjoon's boner during his stream? Is it because he sees that Namjoon enjoys working a little too much? Is it because he finally catches that Namjoon is a fan? Is it because he knows Namjoon is a creep? Is it because he is about to get fired?

Whatever it is, Namjoon keeps his head down and tries not to pay the other any attention — too afraid that Jungkook will see his erection.

That is until he feels a light tug at his belt. And when he turns around, Jungkook is staring up at him with those wide sparkly eyes.

He looks so different from before.

GoldenBunny is always seductively confident; even if he acts coy, it is to rile his viewers up. But Jungkook can sometimes be so genuinely shy, so meek.

"Yes, Jungkook-ah?" Namjoon asks, a kind smile on his face despite the whirlwind in his mind.

Suddenly, Jungkook seems hesitant to speak. But after gaping his mouth a few times, he finally says, "You look handsome today, hyung."

That innocent compliment causes a large smile to appear on his face — dimples and all. He guesses he looks different today since he didn't have time to change out of the formal suit he wears to his friend's wedding. After all, he almost couldn't get here on time because of it.

"Thank you, Jungkook-ah," replies Namjoon. "You look great today too. Well, you look great every day, so..."

And the blush on the younger's face is worth everything in this whole wide world.

Jungkook giggles shyly at the compliment, hiding his face behind his palms. Those giggles truly sound like music to his ears; they never fail to put a smile on his face.

"What do you think of my stream earlier, hyung?"

"It's wonderful," Namjoon answers without any hesitation.

Seeing the way Jungkook's eyes widen, Namjoon realizes he might hesitate too little. Honesty is his policy, of course. But in front of Jungkook, he tries not to be too honest. Clearing his throat, he adds, "You always do well, Jungkook-ah, and I'm sure the viewers—"

"No, hyung," the younger quickly interrupts.

Then, he uses his index finger to gently poke at the older's chest, "I want to know what you think of it."

It has Namjoon taken aback a little. Of course, Jungkook always asks him for feedback, yet he never demands said feedback to come from him. But today he seems strangely determined to get his answer.

What is going on?

Still, Namjoon tries his best to answer with a smile, "I think you're amazing, of course."

"Is that all?" Jungkook asks, he seems unconvinced. "Really, hyungnim?"

And he is right because he is far more than just 'amazing', but Namjoon can't let him know that, right? So instead of saying anything else, Namjoon simply nods.

Suddenly, a pout begins to form on Jungkook's lips as his eyebrows furrow together. It's not the hyung-can-i-have-some-banana-milk-after-the-stream kind of pout, but rather the sad and disappointed one.

Oh, fuck, Namjoon must have done something wrong. Terribly wrong. But what is it? He can't think of anything.

However, after a suffocating moment of silence, Jungkook lets out a sigh and smacks his own forehead with his palm lightly, "You're driving me insane, hyung. I don't know what to do anymore."

Surprised and confused at the same time, Namjoon looks at the younger as he asks, "Umm, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes."

The zero hesitation in Jungkook's answer surprises him. But what surprises him even more is the way the younger takes a step forward until they are less than a foot apart.

"You can start by admitting that you're affected by me, that you get hard because of me, that you are seduced by me, that you wish you could fuck me."

Eyes widened, Namjoon finds himself unable to come up with anything to say: completely speechless. Does Jungkook want to hear all of that from him? Why? Or does he want to finally confirm that Namjoon is a nasty creep?

Is this truly the end for them now? Even though they haven't started anything?

He needs to save whatever they have left. He can't risk it all ending now; he likes Jungkook too much for it to end. "Jungkook-ah, I'm—"

"I even moaned out your name, but you still have no clue. What more do I need to do? You're driving me crazy, Joonie hyung."

Mouth hanging open in pure shock, Namjoon stares at the younger in disbelief. Did Jungkook try to seduce him earlier? Was that why he looked at Namjoon? Yes, he does look at him as he climaxes all the time, but it's to signal him to turn off the stream. Right?

It can't be that Jungkook wants to sleep with him, right? It just can't be.

But all he can see are Jungkook's pout and determined eyes, demanding for his response. The response that Namjoon can't think of.

Noticing how the older has gone quiet, the younger looks away before mumbling, "I'm so sorry, hyung. I just assumed that... Never mind, we can forget about this and—"

"What did you assume?" Namjoon interrupts, grabbing the other by his wrist when he is about to walk away. With a softer tone, he asks, "What did you think about me, Jungkook-ah?"

Now, it is Jungkook's turn to be at a loss for words. His mouth opens and closes a few times, and Namjoon can see all the cogs in his brain turning.

But when Jungkook decides to speak, it completely sweeps Namjoon off of his feet.

"You always have a boner when you watch me," Jungkook says informatively like it's a well known fact. "I see the way you look at me while I'm on live, hyung, you always look like you want to eat me alive. But you're always so gentle to me when I'm finished, and it drives me crazy."

Although Jungkook says Namjoon has no clue, he is not a complete idiot — at least not at the moment. He notices the way the younger nibbles on his bottom lip and shifts on his feet, fidgeting with the sleeves of his own bathrobe. And from his reaction, Namjoon knows what he is about to say — or at least he thinks he knows.

Still, he needs a confirmation, "Why does it drive you crazy then?"

"Can't you guess?" The younger averts his gaze away, yet he can't hide the blush on his face. To be honest, it only makes Namjoon want to tease him more.

"But I really have no clue, Jungkook-ah." He takes a step closer until their chests are pressed against one another. "I won't be able to do anything unless you tell me. So say the words, Jungkook-ah."

Despite the bashful expression on his face, the younger's hands seem to betray him as they start trailing down towards Namjoon's belt, tugging it lightly as if to test it. With those round sparkly eyes, Jungkook looks up at him and whispers, "You drive me crazy because I don't know if I want you to ruin me like a whore or to treat me like a royalty. But I want you, and I know you want me too."

And what else can Namjoon do at that point?

He pulls the younger in and seals their lips together in a kiss. Jungkook lets out a small yelp in surprise, but he immediately reciprocates. The way their lips move against each other screams nothing but lust; it's almost like Namjoon can hear a faint whisper of the word 'finally' in the air.

The younger pushes Namjoon onto the bed — the very bed that he just rode his 'Junie' to seduce him — before straddling the older's lap. All without breaking their kiss. They slot their lips together, swallowing each other's gasps back and forth as their tongues dance together. And Namjoon can't help but flick his tongue against the silver loop on the bottom of Jungkook's lips. He has always felt secretly glad that the streamer chooses to cover the lower half of his face so that no one gets to see and imagine teasing that lip piercing except him.

Jungkook is so energetic and eager as if he hadn't just spent the past hour streaming for thousands of people.

It is as if Namjoon is making out with GoldenBunny instead of Jeon Jungkook.

"Jungkook-ah," Namjoon whispers when they break away from the kiss and Jungkook starts kissing down the column of his neck instead. "Can we slow down a little bit?"

Jungkook obeys almost immediately, but not without leaving a hickey on Namjoon's neck first before backing off. The younger sits on his knees besides the older, waiting patiently. And Namjoon is glad for two reasons. One, he can carefully remove his suit first without having the younger tearing it to pieces with how excited he is. Two, he figures they need to talk — not a long conversation, but still. They need to set some boundaries at least.

"Fuck, I have so much to talk to you about," Namjoon says with a chuckle as he begins taking his clothes off. "But let me take these off first, Jungkook-ah."

"What a shame."

"Pardon?"

"You look so handsome in that suit," the younger comments with a slight pout on his face. "Got me hard and leaking ever since you walked in. It's such a shame you have to take it off."

Namjoon has to give it to the younger for his bravery. And he wonders if this is the younger's true self that he has just never seen, or is this another one of his performances as GoldenBunny. So, Namjoon decides to test the water, "You really speak your mind today. My little bunny really wants to fuck, right?"

"Don't call me bunny," Jungkook replies and pouts even more. It is truly the most endearing thing in the world, but Namjoon has worked with him long enough to know when to take the other seriously — even with his adorable pout. "My viewers call me that all the time. I want you to call me by my name like usual, hyung."

"But I'm your viewer too," the older admits as he takes off his shirt.

"It's not the same."

"Why? Because I never jerk off to you?" Namjoon chuckles to himself. Maybe this is the time to come clean after all. "Baby, I used to jerk off to you every week before I got this job. Hell, I still do it every now and then."

Namjoon doesn't know what to expect, but it obviously is not receiving a bite on his shoulder.

"Ow!"

"You should've told me sooner!" The pout on the younger's face becomes even more prominent. But one year of experience tells Namjoon that, yes, Jungkook will pout until he gets what he wants. "You could've saved us a lot of time and we could be doing something way earlier. But you make me pine after you until I can't cum on my streams instead!"

"You... can't cum?" Namjoon asks, his voice hinted with a mixture of disbelief and surprise.

Red starts spreading across Jungkook's cheeks as he hides his face behind his palm in embarrassment. It is not until Namjoon wraps his arms around him and kisses the top of his head that the younger peeks through the gap between his fingers and mumbles shyly, "It was fine at first, but then I couldn't stop thinking about you monitoring me from outside and I just couldn't cum without thinking about you watching me."

Surprised, he rubs his hands against the younger's back soothingly as he asks, "Is that why you start asking me to be in the room with you? To watch you so that you can cum?"

"Don't tease me, hyung."

"But I'm not. I'm just... surprised. A good surprise," Namjoon says, pecking the other in the lips lightly to chase his pout away. "Okay, we'll unpack that later. Now, can hyung take his pants off now, baby?"

Jungkook visibly shivers at the petname before saying, "Make it quick."

The way the other's eyes roam all over his body — clearly liking what he sees — doesn't go unnoticed, and Namjoon is pretty sure that the younger wants it to be seen. His doe eyes scan him from head to toes, pausing at each section carefully as if to fully take in the sight with the pause noticeably longer when it comes to his chest and his thighs sections.

Especially now that he only has his boxer briefs to prevent himself from complete nakedness.

Jungkook has always complimented his chest and thighs, but Namjoon has thought it's because they both like to work out. Maybe he needs to reconsider that their past interactions might not have always been 'innocent'.

"Fuck, your thighs look so amazing," Jungkook curses softly. And before Namjoon knows it, the younger has already dropped to his knees in front of him. The younger's hands then come up to grope his thighs, rubbing and squeezing the tan flesh. Then, Jungkook looks up at the older with sparkly eyes full of hope as he asks, "Can I bite them?"

To be honest, Namjoon doesn't even know how to respond to that. "You wanna bite my... thighs?"

The younger has that pout on his face again, begging the older with it and his doe eyes, "I promise to kiss it better if it hurts, hyung."

"That's not what I—"

"Or maybe just a lick?"

Namjoon is truly speechless after hearing the younger's words. But most of all, he is endeared to his core. Despite his lewd and depraved request, he manages to look so innocent about it. The way Jungkook gawks — drools — at Namjoon's thighs, poking them lightly with his fingers, makes it impossible for him to deny the younger. Especially when he sees how Jungkook's nose scrunches a little as he smiles after receiving permission from Namjoon.

Blunt teeth graze along the skin of the thick golden thighs before they chomp down onto the flesh accompanied by a velvety tongue licking over the bite.

The sight of Jungkook kissing and biting his thighs — his face so close to the bugle in his boxer briefs — makes Namjoon groan. Eyes fluttered shut, he fists the younger's dark hair and cradles his head gently, slowly guiding him upwards. How good would it feel to have Jungkook drooling and showing love to his cock instead?

Namjoon almost thinks he is imagining it when he feels someone mouthing on his clothed cock.

Opening his eyes, he looks down and sees Jungkook nuzzling his nose against his shaft. The younger licks a long stripe from the crotch of his briefs up to the waistband, trailing along the length and kissing the outline. Worse, Jungkook giggles at the wet spot on his briefs where Namjoon starts leaking before diving in to lick over the spot eagerly.

Jungkook is absolutely obscene, but his enthusiasm is so pure. It's like the younger's angel and devil stop fighting, but merge together instead, and let Namjoon face the consequences of it.

With his teeth clamped at the waistband, Jungkook begs with his eyes if he can take his briefs off.

Namjoon uses his hand to play with the other's long hair, twirling the strands with his finger. And it elicits a moan from the younger when he pulls on his hair just to force his face to rub against his clothed erection.

"You wanna suck my cock, baby? Take hyung's cock and let it choke you?" Namjoon asks even though he already knows the answer, judging from how the younger's face lights up.

With one hand still fisting the other's hair, he takes off his only piece of clothing and frees his hard shaft from its confinement. And he just knows he has to have Jungkook's mouth on him soon.

Still, he grabs his dick with his other hand and smacks it against the younger's cheek, "Is this what you want, baby?"

"Yes," Jungkook answers with zero hesitation. "Yes, please choke me with your cock, yeobo."

The last word makes Namjoon halt completely as he stares at the younger with surprise, but not without his dick twitching with interest. He has never known he wants to hear that from the younger before, but now that he hears it, he wants to hear it forever. Namjoon has one mission tonight, and one mission only: fuck Jungkook so good that he can't live without him and agree to go on dates just so that Namjoon can hear the other call him 'yeobo' again.

A smirk stretching on his lips, Namjoon then rubs the tip of his leaking shaft against the other's soft lips, "Then, don't mind if I do, baby. Now, open up."

All Jungkook has to do is open his mouth wide as an invitation, and Namjoon immediately feeds his length into that welcoming cavern in front of him.

If Namjoon has to speak frankly, he would say Jungkook's mouth feels the best he's ever been in. If Namjoon has to speak less frankly, he would say it feels like heaven around his cock. The younger is so skilled with his mouth as he takes the older's length down inch by inch, probably the courtesy of all the streams he has done.

Jungkook reaches only halfway and starts bobbing his head at a steady pace — not too fast to completely choke himself, but not too slow for it to be torturing Namjoon. The gagging sounds that come with each bobbing of the younger's head simply makes Namjoon's toes curl and his fingers fist into the other's hair tighter. And it is impossible not to notice the younger's moan around his cock when his fingers happen to pull on his long hair a little too harshly.

If anything, it makes Jungkook suck even harder.

The young streamer pulls back after practically gagging himself on the length, but he doesn't let go. Instead, he teases the tip with his tongue. He licks at the slit, flicking the tip of his tongue against it, and twirls his tongue around the head. Licking a long stripe from the base up to the tip, tracing his tongue along the veins on the side, and sucking on the reddened head repeatedly. And when Jungkook takes Namjoon's shaft back into his mouth again, he sinks down to the hilt.

"Oh, fuck," Namjoon can't help but curse.

Jungkook really means it when he says he wants Namjoon to choke him with his cock.

The way he willingly lets himself gag as he rests his lips against Namjoon's pelvis and the way those doe eyes staring up at him with determination tell Namjoon everything he should know. The younger pulls back until only the tip remains before sinking down on it once more, repeating the same thing even when his drools are dripping down Namjoon's balls. Each glide of his mouth is truly eager, but what Namjoon doesn't understand is why Jungkook seems so angry.

His brows are furrowed together. His nose scrunches up a tiny bit. But his eyes? His eyes stare at Namjoon like he has just stolen his last banana milk in the fridge. He recognizes that expression; he has seen it many times.

It is the face Jungkook likes to make when the food is to his taste, making him aggressively take another bite. But that probably doesn't apply to sex, right?

"What's wrong, baby?" The older asks, sounding nervous. He cards his fingers through the younger's hair gently. "Are you uncomfortable? Do you need a pillow for your knees?"

Jungkook pulls off with a loud, lewd, wet pop and heaves in his breath deeply. His face looks totally wrecked in the best way possible. The whole face flushes the faintest shade of pink, drools all over his chin, and, unsurprisingly, a pout on his face.

"Why did you make me stop, hyung?"

Oh, God, the way those doe eyes beg him. It makes Namjoon want to give in and just feed himself back into the younger's throat. Still, he tries his best to restrain himself from doing so and says, "You look angry. Are you sure there's nothing wrong? Baby, you can tell me, you know that, right?"

Hearing the words from the older, Jungkook blinks in surprise. Then, his lips stretch into a smile as he lets out an airy giggle. Although confused, at least Namjoon is relieved; maybe he hasn't done anything wrong.

"It's nothing like that, hyung. You know how my face gets when food tastes good, right?" Namjoon nods hesitantly as answer to the younger's question, making the other giggle even more. Then, Jungkook bites on his inner thigh, licking over his teeth mark, and places a kiss on the reddened head, "How do you expect me to not make that face when you're this delicious? Hmm, I could eat you for breakfast."

Had it not been because the blood is rushing to his hardened cock, Namjoon is sure it would rush to his face at the comment.

"Please don't survive off of my cock," the older mumbles in reply as he gestures the other to get back up on his feet.

"Okay," Jungkook answers almost immediately with a grin. And Namjoon should've known by now that he will continue with something completely insane like, "Then, let me eat your ass out. I can survive from that too just fine."

That doesn't sound bad at all. On the contrary, it sounds so good that Namjoon's shaft can't help but twitch in interest.

"Next time," he manages to croak out. "I'll let you eat me out next time."

With a smirk, Jungkook straddles over the older's lap and asks, "So there will be a next time?"

"Of course," the older answers with zero hesitation. There is no way in hell he will let this be a one time thing; he's fallen too deep for this to be a one time thing. Still, he nervously adds, "If you want to, that is. I mean, I'll be pretty bummed out if you want no next time, but I respect your decision. You can just say no and keep this casual—"

Namjoon's words are cut off by Jungkook sealing their lips together in a kiss. It's different from the ones they shared earlier; this one is a lot more gentle. The younger moves his lips languidly, giggling into the kiss while he is at it. As if it is filled with actual feelings and not just lust.

To be honest, Namjoon kind of likes this one better. But it sure is a close call.

"Please shut up sometimes, hyung," Jungkook says, giggling. Then, he unties his bathrobe — Namjoon still has no idea how he manages to keep it on for so long — and lets it fall onto the floor. "Of course, I want a next time, preferably after a dinner with you."

The younger's answer brings a smile to his face. Unknowingly, he smiles wide enough for his dimples to appear on his cheeks and his eyes to disappear in small crescents.

He pecks the other's lips gently, "Hyung would love a dinner with you too, baby."

Jungkook hides his face behind his palms shyly. Still, Namjoon can see his feet kicking slightly. And he finds himself becoming more and more endeared by the younger with each second that passes by. Oh, there is no way Namjoon is letting Jungkook go. Not when he is everything Namjoon is looking for.

"Scoot up," Jungkook orders. His voice is muffled by his palms so Namjoon almost doesn't catch it.

"Pardon?"

"Scoot up the bed, hyung. I wanna ride you."

Call him horny, but Namjoon doesn't need any more words to comply with the other's order. He scoots up and rests his head on the pillow while watching the younger grab the lube he has put away and take off his remaining piece of clothing.

Now, that is something Namjoon has never seen before.

Whenever Jungkook streams, he always wears long-sleeved crop tops — in every color available — with a heart-shaped cut at the chest; it is his signature. Namjoon didn't understand why at first when he was just a viewer, but he finally did when he got to know Jungkook. The younger has a whole right arm full of tattoos that would be extremely recognizable; he even covers his hands with gloves to conceal his tattoos. So it is safe to say that nobody has ever seen him fully naked.

The truth just sinks in that even though thousands of people have seen GoldenBunny, they have never seen Jungkook.

They have never seen the way lights fall upon his muscles, creating shadows and highlights across the edges and ridges. They have never seen the way that tattooed arm grips on their thighs as he crawls up the bed to hover them. They have never seen the way Jungkook bites his lips as his face looms closer. They have never seen Jungkook in his full naked glory as he sits himself on their lower stomach, sliding their erection along the crack of his gorgeously plump behind.

But Namjoon has. Namjoon is seeing it all unfolding right before his eyes, and it is the most beautiful thing he has ever laid his eyes upon.

Halting his movement, Jungkook sits his full weight on the older's lower stomach and whines, "Hyung, say something. Don't just stare like that."

Blinking out of his trance, he looks at the younger's face to see, for the hundredth time that night, a pout. Namjoon starts to wonder if Jungkook really pouts his way through everything on a daily basis or it is just that he hasn't noticed it before. And another thing that leaves Namjoon wonder is what kind of superpower Jungkook's pout holds that makes him want to kiss it away every time.

Beckoning the younger down, Namjoon kisses those rosy lips. His moves are unhurried as he tastes every corner of the younger's mouth, eliciting such a sweet moan from him.

"I can't help it, baby. You're so gorgeous," Namjoon says as he mouths along the other's neck. "Can't a man appreciate some beauty for a minute?"

Instead of getting all shy like before, Jungkook simply lets a grin tug at the corner of his lips, "Is that what you think of me when I stream too? Because you have the same look. Am I gorgeous for you, hyung?"

"Of course, you are," Namjoon answers, tracing his fingers lightly along the frame of Jungkook's handsome face. Then, one hand travels lower, passing through the ridges of the muscles on his torso, down to his small waist. He knows the younger's waist is to the dainty side, but to feel it under his hand makes him let out an appreciative hum unknowingly. "Bet you'd be even more gorgeous bouncing on my cock, baby."

And he can see Jungkook shudder at his words — can feel it against his skin.

So what other choice does Namjoon have besides continuing?

Squeezing on the other's dainty waist, he uses his other hand to trace his thumb across the younger's lips, "Looked so pretty sucking me off earlier. You are just so fucking pretty, aren't you?"

"Hyung—"

"Every time I watch you do all those things to please your viewers from that corner, I just want to barge in, bend you over, and fuck you myself," Namjoon whispers, his lips brushing against the younger's neck as he speaks. "I wanna make them watch — watch how desperate you are for my cock and my cock only. Fuck you right into the mattress until you can't get up in the morning, and I can pamper you the way you deserve, my baby doll."

Jungkook shudders and squirms on top of Namjoon, yet his gaze never wavers. Those doe eyes are fully fixated on him, allowing Namjoon to witness the lust, desire, and excitement shine through his eyes. Their stare is so intense that they can probably cut the tension with a knife, so intense that Namjoon doesn't even realize that the younger is squeezing some lube onto his shaft.

Only when Jungkook reaches his hand back and strokes his cock to spread the lube does Namjoon realize that things are about to change.

With a gleam of challenge in his eyes and a smirk tugging at his lips, Namjoon lies flat on the bed as he says, "So go on, show hyung how well you can take his cock. Give me a good ride, baby."

Letting out a shaky breath, Jungkook stares down at him, biting his lips nervously. However, it only takes him a long, deep breath for the look in his eyes to change from shy and nervous to determined and seductive. Jungkook grins at the older as he lifts himself up and lines the tip of Namjoon's cock against his entrance. Then, as he lets the tip nudge against his rim, he whispers, "Then don't mind if I do, Joonie hyung."

Jungkook doesn't waste any time, movement, or breath as he sinks himself down onto the older's cock — down to the hilt — to Namjoon's horror.

"Fuck," Jungkook lets out a gasp as he stays in place, allowing himself to adjust to the hard shaft inside him. "Oh, fuck, you're big big."

"Baby, why did you do that?" Namjoon asks in concern.

No, he would not say that his cock is too huge or anything; he thinks his cock is a moderate size, maybe leaning towards the big category. But just a little. It's just that he doesn't understand why Jungkook would take the whole length in one go? He has never done that in any of his streams, always taking in a little by little and working his way down patiently.

It's almost like Jungkook—

"Can't wait to take your cock, hyung," Jungkook answers once his breathing has resumed its normal pace. The younger chuckles happily as he looks down at their joined parts, "You have no idea how much I have been holding myself back."

"Still, you shouldn't have done that, it could be dangerous." This time, it is Namjoon's turn to pout; he hates the thought of Jungkook being in even the slightest pain. "You could get hurt, baby."

"Would you help make me feel better if I was in pain?" The younger asks with a playful gleam in his round eyes and a sweet smile on his lips. Then, he acts all coy, poking his index fingers against one another, and asks in full aegyo, "Would hyungie kiss Googie better?"

Oh, fuck, Jungkook is adorable. If he asked Namjoon for anything like that, he would give it to him along with his house and dog for free.

Averting his gaze away, Namjoon replies, "J- just promise to be more careful next time."

"But Googie is hurt now. Ouchie," Jungkook whines. "Hyungie gives Googie kissy kissy? Or, or Googie play with hyungie's tiddies for funsies?"

And, damn, Namjoon thinks aegyo might be his mother tongue just from the way the younger says everything so effortlessly. Who would have thought he would actually find a grown man speaking like this adorable in real life? Or maybe Namjoon doesn't find this adorable, but he just finds Jungkook irresistible, so he goes along with it.

Whatever it is, it is clearly working on him.

Licking his lips, Namjoon takes a deep breath before quietly answering, "Do whatever you want, baby. Hyung is all yours."

Jungkook smiles and bats his eyelashes, "Of course, hyung is mine."

Slowly, Jungkook begins lifting his hips once he is accustomed to the size. The soft, warm walls of his entrance that engulf Namjoon's shaft make him feel like he is in heaven. Perhaps it is because of the angel that is hovering above him. Or maybe it is the angelic moans that the younger is trying so hard to suppress. Halfway up the shaft, Jungkook gives Namjoon a smile and rests his hands on the older's chest for leverage before slamming himself down to the hilt once again.

And just like that, the bunny bounces on his cock like there is no tomorrow.

The loud claps of their skin fill up the room as Jungkook moves his hips up and down the length. The warmth of his walls drag along the length, and it is almost like Namjoon can feel every edge and ridge in there. He almost feels suffocated from how tight the younger is around him. The generous amount of lube that the younger puts on for both of them creates transparent strings, connecting their bodies together, every time Jungkook lifts himself up.

The younger's pace is fast — almost desperate — which surprises him. Normally when Jungkook streams, he is usually slow because it drives his viewers wild that way, he will only speed up if the tips start pouring in as a thank you to those who give him money.

But the way he is riding Namjoon right now almost feels like his cock is more than enough of a payment to keep him going.

Jungkook does not hold back his moans as he bounces up and down; the perks of having a soundproof room for his shows. The sweet sounds he lets out are definitely Namjoon's favorite after his happy giggles, followed closely by the wet squelches of their bodies connecting.

"Hyung, you're so big," Jungkook whimpers, both of his hands playing with his own nipples. He swirls his fingers around the hard nubs and tugs at them lightly; he gets tighter each time he does that. "Feels so good inside me."

"You feel so good too, baby," replies Namjoon, his hands resting on the younger's hips. "Bounce more for me, baby."

Jungkook bends down to give Namjoon a kiss, but it feels more like a hungry touch of tongues. With the way they both moan and groan from pleasure, they don't bother forming their lips for a proper kiss. It is a little more depraved than what Namjoon prefers, but what can he do? He has such a perfect angel riding his cock, he has the right to be depraved.

But the best thing of it all? The fact that Jungkook has absolutely thrown whatever shame he has left outside of the window with each passing seconds.

With his hips never ceased and his hands splayed right on Namjoon's chest, Jungkook starts squishing (read: groping) the lumps of fat and pinching the dark nipples with his fingers. No one has played with him like that before. Sure, they always appreciated the sight of his pecs, but no one has been as immersed by them as Jungkook. For a brief moment, the pleasure he feels from his nipples overshadows the one he feels from his nether part, especially when the younger brushes the tips of his fingers against them lightly.

And if that is not distracting enough for Namjoon, the slaps on his pecs that follow certainly are.

"Look at these tits," the younger mumbles as he kneads a handful of flesh with his hands. "Why are they so huge? So perfect for me."

"Fuck."

The compliment causes his cock to twitch inside the younger; he is clearly pleased by it. Probably feeling the twitch, Jungkook lets out a small giggle before slowing down. Instead of bouncing rapidly, the younger is now sensually grinding his hips on the older's shaft, moving it inside him languidly like they have all the time in the world. And Namjoon has to use every drop of willpower in him not to cum from the sensation.

Each drag of the soft moist walls feels divine. It feels so warm, oh, so warm that it is making him a little dizzy as if he is overheating.

Hands never cease to fondle, the younger bends down and traces his tongue around one nipple, swirling around and sucking it in his mouth. When he pulls away with a wet 'pop', he rests his head on the older's chest and smirks, "I wonder if they will jiggle when I fuck your tight ass, hyung. Like, imagine me thrusting into you so hard that your tits just jiggle every time."

"Baby—"

"But that's a conversation for later, isn't it?" Jungkook giggles before sitting back up once again. Still, the smirk stays on, "Right now, you're here to make me cum."

With that said, Jungkook removes his hands from the other's chest — quite a shame if Namjoon is being honest — before leaning back and resting his hands on the older's thighs instead. The older also removes his hands from the younger's hips and places them on the younger's firm thighs instead, humming as an appreciation to the muscles right underneath.

"Your thighs are glorious," Namjoon finds himself mumbling as he squeezes the thick muscles with his hands.

"They're barely anything like yours," responds the younger as he starts to move his hips slowly, adjusting to the new angle.

"No, they're not like mine because they're fucking perfect," he replies almost too immediately. Licking his lips, Namjoon cannot look away from Jungkook's thighs; it's like they're made to support him as he rides a cock. Before Namjoon can stop himself, he says, "Fuck, now I just need to go down on you so good that you give me a headlock with these, baby."

"God, you need to shut up, hyung."

"Oh, so you can objectify me and my boobs, but I can't drool over your thighs?" Namjoon raises one eyebrow at the younger and pretends to sigh in disappointment. "Baby, how are we gonna work out if you don't let me tell you how gorgeous you are?"

"Shut up," Jungkook says as he bites his lips. His hips never stay still as he bounces slowly on the older's shaft. "Just shut up already and cum. I can't deal with compliments right now."

With that said, Jungkook begins picking up his pace, his hips moving faster and faster with each passing second. Namjoon thinks he can never get bored of Jungkook's heat and tightness around his shaft. In fact, he can never have enough of it. The sound of their flesh slapping against one another just makes him want to thrust up and fuck into the younger the way he deserves: until he cries and can't get up anymore.

Still, Namjoon lets Jungkook go at his own pace as he lays back and takes everything he's given.

However, he does notice something different with how Jungkook rides him now, compared to before. The younger keeps tilting his hips back and forth as if he is trying out every angle possible. He is not as desperate to be filled like before, but rather looking for something that will tip him over the edge — like his prostate.

And Namjoon knows exactly when Jungkook manages to locate that bundle of nerves inside himself, judging from the way his lips gape to let out a silent scream.

With the way he completely freezes on top of him, Jungkook is allowing Namjoon to see his body even more clearly than before, and he must repeat himself once again that Jungkook looks just like an angel on top of him.

That is more than enough of a motivation for Namjoon to finally thrust up how he has always wanted.

"Hyung!" Jungkook lets out a scream.

“Yeobo.”

“What?”

“Please call me yeobo again, baby.”

“Yeobo,” Jungkook whimpers weakly. “Fuck me, yeobo.”

Of course, Namjoon takes this opportunity to fuck into the other, lifting him up by the movement of his hips like how he works out at the gym. It causes Jungkook to let out a squeal in surprise, but that squeal is quickly replaced by his sweet moans and breathless gasps as he begs Namjoon to fuck him harder.

"More, more, yeobo," Jungkook mewls. "Harder."

Who is Namjoon to refuse?

Gritting his teeth, he thrusts up harshly as he searches for that sweet spot that will make the younger scream. He wants to see it again — Jungkook freezing above him as pleasure courses through his entire body. He keeps angling his hips differently with each thrust, and sometimes Jungkook will out a small whimper; Namjoon has probably brushed against the spot. Those whimpers motivate him to search even more.

Jungkook gasps and screams, "There!" That is when Namjoon throws all of his self-control out the window.

Keeping his hips in that specific angle, he jabs that sweet spot with the tip of his cock each thrust. He assaults the younger's prostate repeatedly until he can feel his thighs shake under his palms. The hands that Jungkook places on the older's thighs can no longer support his weight, not when pleasure is coursing through his body like this. Jungkook collapses onto Namjoon's chest, gasping and clawing at his skin as his prostate gets poked over and over.

And it is safe to say that this is the third most beautiful sight Namjoon has ever seen after the sight of Jungkook himself and the sight of Jungkook smiling, respectively.

"I'm so close, yeobo." Jungkook writhes, his walls start to tighten around his shaft. "Please, please, please, please, please."

"Shh, baby. Hyung's got you," Namjoon whispers as he moves his arms up to hug around the younger's taut waist, holding him even closer.

"Wanna cum on your tits," the younger babbles. "Can I please cum on your tits, yeobo?"

Doesn't that mean Namjoon has to leave this heavenly tight heat? But then again, he doesn't have it in him to refuse the younger's wish.

He slides out the younger with a wet squelch before lifting Jungkook up from his crotch and guiding him to straddle his torso instead. Still, Namjoon can't have enough of the younger, he splays his hands all over the younger's ass and squeezes the soft flesh. Jungkook seems dazed, as if he doesn't even notice himself being manhandled by the older, but one thing is clear to him: the sight of Namjoon's big golden chest.

"Fuck," the younger curses and quickly strokes himself, searching for release.

"Cum for me, baby. Just like that."

And it only takes less than ten strokes before Jungkook's seeds explode and land on the curves of Namjoon's chest, painting the tan skin with warm pearly white streaks. The older hisses and moans when the fluid lands on his skin. He's not particularly a fan of it, but seeing Jungkook so blissful and the fact that it is Jungkook's cum make this experience hotter for him.

So hot that he can't help but swipe his fingers across his chest to gather every drop and put them in his mouth, moaning around the digits and releasing his — debatable — inner whore.

"Yeobo," Jungkook whimpers as he watches Namjoon lick every last drop of his cum on his fingers, those dragon eyes piercing right through him.

"You taste funny," Namjoon comments. Then, with a wide smile, he adds, "I kinda like it."

A pout. That's all Namjoon sees on the other's face before Jungkook leans down for a kiss. The younger licks his way into his mouth eagerly as if he is searching for the remnants of himself in there. While Namjoon is distracted by the kiss, Jungkook reaches one hand down in order to help bring the older to his climax.

And Namjoon can only last so long when that skillful hand twists, twirls, teases, and strokes his cock like that. He cums right into Jungkook's hand just as the younger pulls away from the kiss.

"You're right, I taste funny," the younger rasps out. Then, he smirks and brings his soiled hand up to his lips, "I'd rather drink your cum than mine."

With that said, Jungkook pops his fingers into his mouth and laps every last drop, never once breaking their eye contact. Had they both not just cummed, Namjoon is sure this moment would cause them to jump each other all over again just from how seductive and obscene the situation is. The way those doe eyes narrow down and flutter just does wonders to Namjoon.

He will never understand how Jungkook manages to balance between his lethal seductiveness and his adorable innocence, but he appreciates it so much.

"You're so pretty," Namjoon whispers, bringing one hand up to trace the frame of the other's face gently. The sweat covering his face, the hair stuck to his forehead, the faint blush on his face, the way his swollen lips gape; everything about him is so gorgeous. "I love having you on top of me so much, baby."

"Ah, hyung," the younger replies shyly, yet nuzzles against the older's gentle touch. "If you keep saying things like that, I might never let you leave this room."

"Oh, I'm all tied up already, baby," responds Namjoon, his fingers playing with the long hair at the nape of the other's neck. "You have me wrapped around your fingers months ago, and I don't intend to go anywhere."

"You're so whipped."

"For you? Of course, I am, baby."

Jungkook covers his face with his palms to hide his shyness. Namjoon is so, so endeared that he can't help but guide the younger down, letting their bodies snuggle against one another despite the disgusting stickiness of their sweat. Luckily, Jungkook doesn't seem to mind, judging from how he squirms and scoots even closer.

Namjoon simply chuckles as he places a gentle kiss on top of the other's head. Although he can admit that he is whipped, he thinks it cannot be explained into words just how exactly smitten he is.

"Wanna take a bath together? I don't want our cuddle to be sticky for the whole night," Jungkook offers. And to be honest, Namjoon thinks he would never ask, considering how comfortable the other makes himself by his side.

"Isn't that a little too fast? We haven't even gone on a date," Namjoon jokes lightheartedly.

"Well, you call me baby, make me call you yeobo, let me suck you off, and fuck me until I ascend to Heaven. I don't think anything can be too fast at this point," Jungkook responds, causing both of them to laugh out at how ridiculous Namjoon sounded earlier.

"But next time, let's get the order right, hyung," says the younger as he looks up at the older with his round sparkling eyes. "You take me out for a date, preferably on the day I don't stream, and give me a kiss after we're done. We come back here, you can eat me out for dessert, and I can blow your back out. Then, we take a bath and cuddle. In that order."

Namjoon cannot help but laugh at how meticulously Jungkook plans the order of their first date. But who is he to refuse? Jungkook deserves only the best, and if that is what he wants, Namjoon will follow.

"Sounds like a solid plan to me," Namjoon replies with a wide dimpled smile on his face. "Let's do that next time."