Hi, guys!

It has been forever, I know, but I've been doing so many things with life and there will still be slow updates, but I'm happy to know I'm updating it now.

This is a cross-post from my account on AO3, and I thought I would post it on here.

Pairing: Namminseok (Namjoon, Jimin, and Hoseok)

Warnings: This has some crossdressing, uses of daddy and sir kinks, double penetration, and spanking 

Not a request, but something I came up with on my own hehe 

It's also a threesome with bottom Namjoon, which I love to write and I hope you like as well :)

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Namjoon stifled a giggle when he looked in the mirror.

He looked absolutely stunning in his attire; white band around his neck, a pair of milky white lace panties clinging to his skin with stockings to match.

Absolutely stunning.

There was a reason he was all dressed up, though, and that reason was only for his boyfriends.

The two of them were away at work and he had the whole day to himself, but he missed them dearly.

He missed the soft touch of their fingers, and their warm lips pressed against his.

And Namjoon wanted to show them all that they were missing.

So when he pressed the send button on the text message to the two men that had a picture of him in lingerie attached, he shivered with glee. Namjoon knew he was going to get in trouble, that was his point in doing it anyway.

He knew that as soon as the front door opened, he was going to be punished for being such a little tease while they were out trying to flourish in their careers.

"You're a bad boy, Joonie."

Hoseok murmured in his ear that evening, his right hand splayed across his thigh.

Namjoon swallowed and bit back a whimper, "I know, Hoseok-ah."

"That's not my name," Hoseok beckoned, voice going a little more stern.

"D-Daddy," the younger boy whined, ticking his hips a little when he felt Hoseok's palm travel farther up his leg.

Namjoon licked his lips and gasped when his head was turned by a rough hold on his chin, Jimin, "You should be punished for pulling all of that off."

"Naughty boys don't get rewarded," Hoseok chuckled, pulling Namjoon up with him a little.

Jimin chuckled as well, peppering kisses along the column of the boy's flushed neck, "They get a spanking."

"How do you want to spank him, Jiminie?" Hoseok's chipper voice rang in Namjoon's ears, and his blood rushed to his cheeks.

Jimin looked up for a moment, as if in careful thought, and then looked back to the both of them with a smirk, "How about we both spank him? We can have him on his hands and knees like the greedy little boy he is, yeah?"

"What a wonderful idea, but not without a little precaution," Hoseok put his finger in the air before he stood up and walked to another room, Jimin turning to Namjoon.

Jimin soothes a hand along his jaw, a whimper emitting from Namjoon's lips, "What's your safeword, baby?"

"T-Tree," Namjoon stuttered, Jimin kissing him with tenderness afterwards.

"Good boy, Joonie," Jimin smiled, Namjoon's heart fluttering as he did so.

Namjoon flicks his head in the direction of another man walking back in the room, Hoseok smirking vividly as he held up a small object, "This is so you'll be an even better boy for us, baby."

The younger man felt himself widen his eyes at this, lip caught between his teeth as he stared at the sleek black cock ring in his palm.

"You know what this means, our bad little boy?" Hoseok bent down until his forehead was flush against Namjoon's, the other man didn't have an answer, so Hoseok continued on. "It means that you're only coming under our permission."

Goddamn, Namjoon always thought his hyung was one of the sweetest guys in the world, especially when he had that gorgeously bright smile of his on full display. But not now, not when he was so dominant in this situation, glaring down at him like he was his prey.

It made him feel weak in the knees, if anything.

"All fours, darling," Jimin directed, hissing in arousal when Namjoon was completely exposed to the two of them in his cream panties and flushed red skin.

Hoseok chuckled as he peeled the the article of clothing off and away from Namjoon's pretty ass, gasping with a little smile when he revealed what was beneath it.

"Was our baby boy misbehaving himself this much while we were gone?" Hoseok asked the quivering male in front of him with a sense of amusement to his voice, wriggling the small plug deeper inside his ass.

Namjoon whimpered and tossed his head a bit, "Yes, d-daddy, a very bad boy."

Jimin hummed low in his throat as he slipped the toy out of his entrance, groaning when lube started to drool from it and onto his thigh-high stockings.

Namjoon felt himself being dragged up a little so he sat back on his calves, mewling when Jimin began to stroke his cock languidly.

Jimin grinned at the older man, pressing a peck to his cheek as he slipped the ring on, "Good boy, Joonie."

Namjoon nodded with a little whine when he was pushed back to lean on his hands, "Thank you, sir."

Hoseok pursed his lips before leaning forward to press kisses all around Namjoon's little hole, "Ready for your punishment, honey?"

Namjoon bit his pinked lip before glancing back at the elder male, "Yeah, daddy, I want a hard spanking."

Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at this, frown deepening when he saw Namjoon arch his back, wiggling his rear in the process, "Jimin-ah, ready to punish our dirty little boy?"

"More than ready, hyung," Jimin smirked, positioning himself next to Namjoon so he could place one of his palms on his pert cheek.

Hoseok copied Jimin's actions, growling as he skimmed his other hand up the younger's back to pull lightly at the roots of his hair, "Count for us, babe?"

Namjoon threw his head back and a little breath left his throat, "O-Okay, daddy."

As soon as he uttered those words, Hoseok and Jimin raised their hands in sync only to bring them back down on his flesh.

"O-One!" Namjoon squealed, his arms going a little shaky with his weight and a hot blush coloring his tan cheeks.

Jimin shushed his little whimpers with his lips in a firm kiss on his tailbone, "It's okay, you're doing great, sweetie."

"Thank you, sir," Namjoon groaned, his breathing getting steadier with each one of their fondlings.

Another slap was given to each of his ass cheeks, this time a series of them in quick succession that had Namjoon bucking into the touch.

"T-Two! Three! Four! F-Five!"

Hoseok grinned down at what was visible of Namjoon's bowing head, "You love this, don't you?"

"Yes, daddy, love being punished like a naughty boy," the younger male fought to say with a gulp, clenching his fingertips against the plush of the couch cushion.

Hoseok took that as a plea, and he indulged him in that plea like he deserved. Five more smacks were given to his rear, the skin there flushing from the rough contact.

Namjoon felt a tear roll down his cheek and he whimpered out with each strike, "Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!"

Hoseok pulled him back so he could wipe at the wetness that Namjoon's eyes had collected with the pad of his thumb, kissing him gently. "Do you think you learned your lesson, baby?"

"I don't think so," Jimin muttered, wrapping his fingers around the older man's length.

Namjoon sobbed harder when Jimin quickly pumped him at a fast pace, his release soon coming out in little unsatisfying drops at his slit.

The older boy whined as his tears were wiped with a kiss from Jimin, "I'm s-sorry, sir."

Jimin huffed a chuckle as he pushed Namjoon back on his hands and knees in front of him, "You wanna be a good boy and suck me while Hoseokie fucks you, baby?"

"Yes, sir," Namjoon nodded quickly, reaching out to unbuckle Jimin's belt before his hands were abruptly slapped away.

"No touching yet, sweetheart," Jimin smirked down at him while loosened the buttons on his compressing and tight trousers, the elder male pouting with a whimper.

When Jimin had successfully removed his pants, he moved to unbutton his business shirt, Namjoon feeling the need the drool as he looked down at the bulge pressing insistently in the other's boxers.

He only snapped out of his trance when he heard Hoseok behind him also removing his clothes, he turned his head back to look at him, and Hoseok met his gaze with a sly grin and a squeeze to his hip.

The click of lube opening filled Namjoon's ears when his chin was switched to stare at Jimin, whom eased his nerves with a gentle smile.

Hoseok smoothed a warm palm up the column of the younger man's back and sighed softly, "I'm gonna get you nice and wet for your daddy, okay?"

"Y-Yes, daddy, I wanna be filled up with the both of you," Namjoon pleaded, whining as he felt Hoseok prod the slightest at his entrance.

"Just relax, darling," Hoseok shushed the panting boy as he began to scissor him open, Jimin leaning down to press his mouth along his jaw.

Namjoon grew distracted with Jimin kissing him deeply, allowing Hoseok to insert a third finger in him, fucking him with them slowly.

Jimin groaned against Namjoon's lips, biting them gently before pulling back, "We're gonna fuck you so damn good, baby boy."

"You're gonna fucking scream," Hoseok growled, quickening his pace with his fingers as Namjoon pushed his hips back with drawled out whines.

Jimin chuckled at Namjoon's desperateness and pulled his head up to glance at him by the roots of his silky locks, "Open up, sweetie."

Namjoon complied eagerly, his jaw going slack as Jimin's length slid past his lips bit by bit, humming as it did so.

"Good boy," Jimin groaned, petting Namjoon's hair and keeping his head steady as he began to slowly thrust into his tight heat.

Hoseok grunted as he lubed up his erection before aligning it with Namjoon's hole, looking on as Namjoon took more of Jimin's cock.

Namjoon moaned against Jimin's throbbing muscle when Hoseok sped up almost immediately, drawing his hips back until on his tip remained in him then slamming back into him.

Jimin's grip increased on Namjoon's hair and he guided his head along his length as he fucked into him roughly.

"That's it, baby," Hoseok rumbled when he began hitting Namjoon's prostate, the boy bucking into his touch and gagging on Jimin's length slightly.

Jimin opened his mouth and gasped as he felt his climax approaching, "I'm gonna come soon, fuck."

Hoseok chuckled and smacked Namjoon's ass when he continued deepthroating it, "Yeah, Joonie, keeping sucking that dick."

Namjoon bobbed his head and he was forced deeper by Hoseok's pounding from behind, and before he could respond more, Jimin was coming in hot spurts of white down his throat.

He sputtered a little, but he swallowed and licked all of it up obediently, Jimin absorbing the haze of his orgasm when he collapsed on the couch and started to stroke Namjoon's dripping cock without falter.

Jimin stared at Namjoon with dark desire in his eyes before he kissed his swollen red lips passionately, grunting as Namjoon tried to grind against his hand and Hoseok's cock simultaneously.

"You're such a good boy for us, we're gonna make you come so hard," Hoseok panted, fastening the snaps of his pelvis even more with Jimin following suit with his hand on the boy's pretty cock.

Jimin suddenly slipped off the ring, and Namjoon couldn't help the feeling of relief wash over him like an ocean wave.

"G-Gonna come, daddy," Namjoon whined, cheeks flushing a gorgeous shade of pink as he felt a burn building in the pit of his tummy.

Jimin licked and bit down his neck, providing no mercy with his quick pumps to Namjoon's length, "Let it all out, sweetheart, come for us."

"Fuck, daddy! Gonna c-come, sir. Fuck. Fuck!"

Namjoon shook as he came, spasming with his orgasm ebbing from his core, a tear running down his cheek as he came down from his high, neither of them even slowing down.

The boy fell onto the couch, his limbs no longer supporting him when Hoseok emptied himself with a throaty groan into Namjoon, painting his clenching walls with a throaty groan of his name.

Hoseok pulled out of the breathless male with a contented sigh, plopping down on the couch next to Namjoon while reaching for a box of tissues on the table beside it.

Namjoon sat back and rested his sweaty head on Jimin's bare shoulder once he was clean of the semen drooling from his asshole, "That was great."

"You were great," Jimin praised him, pecking his temple gently before laying more into the loveseat.

"I can't believe you guys just fucked me on a couch," Namjoon giggled, examining the discarded lingerie lying on the laminated floor.

Hoseok smiled, lacing his fingers with Namjoon's and kissing him once on his bitten lips, "You should definitely dress up for us more often."

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Greetings again!

I know that not everyone likes bottom Namjoon, but I just had to post this here because you all have been waiting for an update and I had something written already.

Thank you as always for reading

Love you~