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Foursome Part 2

Summary: Y/n have a foursome with her friends

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Jimin x Reader, Reader x Female

Rating: 18 +

Genre: Smut

WC: 7,402

Warning: daddy kink, mommy kink, kissing, swearing, oral ( m&f receiving, m&m receiving, f&f receiving), fingering, doggy style, nipple play, choking, hair pulling, spanking, 69 position, toys, protective sex, face sitting, anal sex, gxg, bxb, squirting, reverse cowgirl, blowjob, handjob

~ Y/n's POV ~

I arrived at Jungkook's house holding this bag that has the sex toys I just bought, I rang the doorbell, the door opened, Jungkook smiled at me and said " Hey Y/n. "

I smiled back at him and said " Hey Jungkook. "

We hugged, pulled away, he looked at me and said " Come in. "

I walked inside the house, he closed the door behind me, looked at me and said " You look beautiful. "

I smiled at him and said " Thank you. "

He looked at the bag and said " What's in the bag? "

I smirked and said " I bought some toys. "

" Let me see? "

I showed him what I bought, he smirked and said " I can't wait for you to use those toys. "

" Is Jimin here? "

" Yeah, he's in the living room. "

We walked over to the living room, Jimin is sitting down using his phone, I smiled at him and said " Hey Jimin. "

He looked up at me, smiled and said " Hey Y/n. "

Jimin got up from the couch, walked over to me, looked at me up and down and said " You look gorgeous. "

I smiled at him and said " Thank you. "

Jimin looked at the bag and said " Ooo what you got? "

I showed him what I bought, he blushed and said " That is so hot. I can't wait for you to use them. "

I smiled and said " I can't wait either. * Looked at Jungkook * Is An-Na on the way? "

He nod his head and said " Yeah, she's- * Doorbell rang * here. I'll get that. "

I set the bag down on the coffee table, Jimin looked at me, bite his bottom lip, and said " I can't take this anymore. I want to kiss your lips. "

I smiled at him and said " Who's stopping you? "

He smirked, wrapped his arms around my waist, I wrapped mine around his neck, he leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he pulled me close to him and we heard " Hey you two, you couldn't wait? "

We pulled away from the kiss, looked at Jungkook and An-Na, she smiled at me and said " Hey Y/n. "

I smiled back and said " Hey An-Na. "

" Let's go to my room. " Jungkook said.

I grabbed my bag, An-Na looked at the bag and me and said " What's in the bag? "

I smirked at her and said " You'll see. "

She blushed, we walked to Jungkook's bedroom, I set the bag on the bed, Jimin closed the door behind him, Jungkook walked over to me, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, wrapped my arms around his neck, he pulled me closer to him and deepened the kiss.

He bring his hands down to my ass, gave it a squeeze and spanked it which made me moan against the kiss, I bring my hands down to his chest, moved them up and down, he pulled away and kissed the right side of my neck.

I looked at Jimin and An-Na who are making out, Jungkook moved away from my neck, looked at me, and said " I want to see you with An-Na. "

I nod my head, leaned in, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, I bring my hands to his ass, gave it a squeeze which caught him by surprise, I pulled away from the kiss, gently bite down his bottom lip, pulled on it, let go, looked at his lip slapped back in place, looked at An-Na and said " An-Na come here. "

I winked at Jungkook which made him blush and gulped, I walked over to the bed, sat down, An-Na stand in front of me, I spread my legs open, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her close to me.

An-Na cupped my face with her hands, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, bring my hands down to her ass, squeezed it and spanked it which made her moan against the kiss.

I spanked her ass which caught her by surprise, I lightly tapped her left thigh, she straddled my lap, I closed my legs, and she sat down. I bring my hands to her boobs, gave it a squeeze, pulled away from the kiss, kissed the left side of her neck and saw Jungkook and Jimin sitting down looking at us with lust in their eyes.

I squeezed her ass, lift up her dress a little, gave her ass a spank which made her let out a low moan, I moved away from her neck, looked at her and took off her dress.

I threw the dress across the room, bring my hands to her back, unclipped her bra with one hand, threw the bra across the room and cupped her boobs with my hands.

An-Na bite her bottom lip, I leaned in, kissed her lips, she kissed me back, I squeezed her boobs and gently pulled on her nipples. She moaned against the kiss, our tongues fought for dominance, I won, pulled away from the kiss, leaned down and kissed my way down to her chest.

I licked and sucked on her nipples, felt An-Na run her fingers through my hair, moan and said " Fuck, Y/n. "

~ Jungkook's POV ~

I am sitting down manspreading on the couch with Jimin next to me looking at Y/n with An-Na, I gotta admit, seeing them turns me on so much, my dick is so hard.

I felt Jimin hand on my knee, I looked at him, he is looking at Y/n and An-Na, I looked back at them, Jimin slowly bring his hand to my thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Jimin moved his hand back and forth slowly, I gripped onto the pillow next to me, he bring his and to my dick, and gave it a gentle squeeze.

I looked at him, he leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, Jimin moved his hand side to side slowly on my hard dick which made me moan against the kiss, he deepened the kiss and gave my dick a gentle squeeze.

He pulled away from the kiss, looked at me, moved his hand away from my dick and said " Let's take this off. "

I nod my head, we took off our shirts, I took off my shorts along with my boxers, Jimin and I looked at each other, I leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back, he bring his hand on my chest, slowly rubbed my left nipple with his thumb, pulled away from the kiss and kissed the left side of my neck.

I looked at Y/n and An-Na, Y/n is fingering An-Na who is still straddling Y/n's lap, I let out a moan when Jimin starting jerking me off, Jimin pulled away from my neck and whispered in my ear " I want you to look at them while I jerk you off. Can you do that for me? "

I nod my head and said " Yes. "

He kissed my shoulder, grabbed my left leg, bring it up and rest it on his lap, I bring my arm around his shoulder, and he leave wet kisses on my chest.

~ Y/n's POV ~

" Oh fuck, Y/n. "

I heard Jungkook moaning, saw Jimin jerking off Jungkook, I gulped, bite my bottom lip, stopped fingering An-Na, and moved my fingers away from her pussy.

Bring my fingers to my mouth, licked and sucked on them, I leaned in, kissed her lips, and she kissed me back. I flipped us around, deepened the kiss, our tongues fought for dominance, I won, pulled away from the kiss, got off the bed, An-Na sat up and I begin to strip.

An-Na and I looked at each other with lust in our eyes, she wrapped her arms around my waist, pulled me close to her, kissed my lips and I kissed her back.

I felt her hands on my ass, gave it a squeeze, I pulled away from the kiss, looked at her and said " Go lay down for me. "

She nod her head, laid down, I go on the bed, took off her thong, threw it across the room, hovered her, kissed her lips, and she kissed me back. I cupped her boobs, gave them a squeeze, gently pulled on her nipples which made her moan against the kiss, I pulled away from the kiss, kissed her neck and kissed my way down to her chest.

Licked her left nipple, blew air on it which made her nipple to harden, I licked and sucked on her nipple, felt her hand go through my hair and gently pulled on it.

My mouth left her boob with a pop, did the same attention to her right nipple, An-Na moaned my name, I kissed my way down to her stomach, spread her legs open and go in between them. Kissed her left thigh, slowly made my way up to her inner thigh, spit on her clit, looked up at her and licked her clit.

I hold onto her thighs to keep her from closing them, I began to suck on her clit, insert two fingers inside her pussy and began to finger her.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

" Oh fuck, that feels so good. " I moaned.

I saw Y/n wet pussy, fighting the urge to go over there and eat her out, I gripped onto the pillow a little harder, Jimin kissed my neck, and I felt my dick twitched.

" Fuck, I'm gonna cum. " I moaned.

" Cum for me baby, come on. Cum for me. " Jimin jerked me off faster.

I moaned his name, cummed on his hand, he unwrapped his hand away, bring it to his mouth, licked my cum and swallowed it. He leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, got off the couch and stand in front of me.

He cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, and go down on his knees. Grabbed my dick, leaned in, licked the shaft to the tip, I bite my bottom lip, he sticked his tongue out and slapped my dick on his tongue.

I closed my eyes, leaned my head back a little, moaned his name, Jimin spanked my left thigh which made me look at him and he said " Keep your eyes open. "

He opened his mouth, insert my dick inside, began to give me a blow job, with his other hand he bring it down to my balls and gave it a gentle squeeze. I bring my hand to the back of his head, insert more of my dick in his mouth, he moaned against my dick which made me moan and said " Oh fuck, Jimin. That feels so fucking good. "

~ Y/n's POV ~

I fingered An-Na faster and deeper, the wetness of her pussy echoed the room, she bring her hand to the back of my head, bring me closer, grind her hips, moaned, her pussy clenched on my fingers and said " Oh fuck, Y/n. I'm gonna cum. "

I moaned against her clit, she moaned my name, I fingered her faster, she cummed on my fingers, I moved my mouth away from her clit and kissed her inner thighs. I pulled my fingers away from her pussy, bring them to my mouth, looked at her, licked and sucked on my fingers.

Moved my fingers away from my mouth, she cupped my face with her hands, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, our tongues fought for dominance, I won, pulled away from the kiss, she looked at me and said " Go lay down. "

I nod my head, laid down next to her, she hovered me, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, she pulled away from the kiss, and kissed her way down to my chest. She licked and sucked on my left nipple, I bring my hand to the back of her head, her mouth left my boob with a pop and did the same attention to my right nipple.

She kissed her way down to my stomach, spread my legs open, go in between them, bring her index and middle finger to my mouth, I licked and sucked on them. She moved my fingers away from my mouth, bring her hand down, insert her fingers inside me, I bite my bottom lip, she began to finger me.

I let out a moan, she leaned down, kissed my inner thighs, spit on it, and began to suck on my clit. I moved my hand away from her head, cupped my boobs, gave them a squeeze, gently pulled on my nipples, and looked at Jungkook who is getting his dick sucked while looking at me and An-Na.

I bring my index finger to my mouth, licked and sucked on it like I'm sucking on a dick which made Jungkook moaned, I moved my finger away from my mouth, bring my wet finger to my nipple and circled it. Jungkook bring his hand to the back of Jimin's head, thrust his hips, Jimin choked on Jungkook's dick, and he said " Fuck, take this dick Jimin, fuck your mouth feels so fucking good. Fuck!! "

I looked at An-Na who has her eyes closed, she moaned against my clit, fingered me faster, I bring my hand to the back of her head and grabbed a fist fold of her hair. She opened her eyes, looked at me, I bite my bottom lip, moaned her name, and said " Fuck, An-Na, keep going. * Moaned * You're doing so good. Yesss. "

~ Jungkook's POV ~

A few minutes later, I thrust my hips faster, Jimin moaned against my dick, I felt my dick twitched, and said " Fuck, I'm gonna cum Jimin. "

He moaned against my dick, I moaned his name, he gently squeezed my balls with his other hand, I cummed in his mouth, and he moaned against my dick. I moved my hand away from the back of his head, Jimin moved his mouth away from my dick, he swallowed my cum and licked his lips.

I cupped his face with my hands, looked at him and said " You did so good baby. "

I kissed his lips, he kissed me back, I pulled away from the kiss, looked at him and said " Let me return the favor. "

He nod his head, got up, took off his pants and boxers, threw them across the room, I got up from the couch, cupped his face with my hands, leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back, I bring my hands down to his ass, gave it a squeeze which made him moan against the kiss, I gave it a squeeze, pulled away from the kiss, looked at him and said " Go sit down. "

Jimin sat down on the couch, spread his legs, I go down on my knees, grabbed his hard dick, looked at him, and licked the shaft to the tip. I sticked my tongue out, slapped his dick on my tongue, Jimin let out a low moan, I go down, licked and sucked on his balls, Jimin leaned his head back and said " Oh fuck, Jungkook. "

His balls left my mouth with a pop, jerked him off, with my other hand I cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. I insert his dick in my mouth, began to suck his dick, Jimin bring his hand to the back of my head and moaned my name.

~ Y/n's POV ~

I clenched my pussy on An-Na's fingers and said " Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. Keep going, * Moaned * fuckk.. "

An-Na fingered me faster and deeper, she licked and sucked my clit faster, I grind against her fingers and cummed. She pulled her fingers away from my pussy, moved her mouth away from my clit, kissed my inner thighs and moved away.

She looked at me, bring her fingers to her mouth, licked and sucked on them, I bite my bottom lip and said " Go lay down, I have something to show you. "

An-Na laid down next to me, I grabbed the bag, took out the vibrator and dildo, looked at An-Na who is blushing, I smirked at her and said " What you blushing about? "

She shooked her head and said " Nothing. "

I smiled at her, chuckled and said " You're so cute. "

I bring the dildo to her lips and said " Get it all wet for me. "

She opened her mouth, insert the dildo in her mouth, I bite my bottom lip, grabbed the vibrator, bring it to her clit, and turned it on which made her moan against the dildo. I moved the dildo away from her mouth, bring it down to her pussy, slowly put the tip in, left it there, An-Na cupped her boobs with her hands and gave them a squeeze.

" Do me a favor, hm? "

She nod her head and said " What is it? "

" I want you to call me Mommy, you can do that for me, right? "

She nod her head, I moved the vibrator away from her clit which made her let out a whine, I let go of the didlo, lightly spanked her right inner thigh and said " Stop whining. "

" Sorry. "

" Sorry what? "

" Sorry Mommy. "

I smiled at her and said " Good girl. "

" Fuck, that's hot. " Jimin said.

I turned my head to look at Jimin and said " Does that turn you on? "

He nod his head and said " Yes, Mommy. It does. "

I smirked and said " Just you wait, I'm gonna make you moan for Mommy. "

" Only if you call me Daddy. "

I nod my head and said " Okay, * Looked at An-Na * now, where were we? "

I put the vibrator back on her clit, insert the dildo inside her slowly which made her let out a gasp, she squeezed her boobs, I began to fuck her with the dildo, she moaned and said " Fuck, Mommy. That feels so good. "

~ Jungkook's POV ~

Jimin moaned my name, thrust his hips, I felt him at the back of my throat, moaned against his dick which made him moan again and said " Oh fuck, baby. Keep going, I'm close. "

I cupped his balls with my hand, squeezed them gently, he thrust his hips, I choked on his dick, he moaned my name, and he said " I'm gonna cum, I'm cumming. "

He cummed in my mouth, pulled out, I swallowed his cum, Jimin cupped my face with his hands, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " You ready? "

I nod my head and said " Yes. "

I got up, we walked over to the bed, An-Na cummed on the dildo, Y/n took it out, licked the dildo clean, moved the vibrator to aside, I bite my bottom lip, An-Na grabbed the dildo, and said to her " Now, it's my turn. "

Jimin grabbed a condom, looked at me and said " Go on all fours for me. "

I go on all fours, Y/n and I looked at each other, she leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed her back. She pulled away, laid down on her back, An-Na insert the dildo inside Y/n which made her let out a gasp, she began to fuck her with the dildo, and Jimin spanked my right ass cheek which caught me in surprise.

" You ready baby? " Jimin said.

I nod my head and said " Yes, I am. "

" I want you to call me Daddy, can you do that for me Kook? " Jimin put lube on my ass.

Oh fuckk...

" Yes, Daddy. "

" Good boy. "

Jimin insert inside me slowly, I let out a gasp, he bring his hands on my hips, thrust his hips, I moaned his name, and looked at Y/n. We looked at each other with lust in our eyes, I leaned in, kissed her lips, she kissed me back, with my right hand I cupped her boob and gave it a squeeze which made her moan against the kiss.

Jimin spanked my ass, fucked me a little deeper, I pulled away from the kiss and said " Oh fuck, Daddy. "

" You like that? * Spanked left ass cheek hard * You like the feeling of Daddy's dick in your ass, * Spanked ass again * huh? "

" Oh fuck!! " I moaned out loud.

~ Y/n's POV ~

" Oh fuck, An-Na. That feels so good. " I moaned.

She fucked me with the dildo faster, grabbed the vibrator, turned it on and set it on my clit. I moaned out loud, she leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, she pulled away from the kiss, and leave wet kisses on my neck to my chest.

An-Na licked and sucked on my left nipple, I run my fingers through her hair, gently pulled on it which made her moan against my boob, I leaned my head back, and moaned her name.

My mouth left my boob with a pop, she insert more of the dildo inside me, I moaned her name louder, looked at Jungkook and Jimin, he grabbed a pulled onto Jungkook's hair and fucked him faster.

" Oh fuck, Daddy! Yess, fuck!! " Jungkook moaned out loud.

I looked at An-Na and said " I want you to sit on my face. "

She nod her head and said " Yes, Mommy. "

I hold onto the vibrator, she stopped fucking me with the dildo, got up, straddled my face, I licked her clit to her pussy, slowly insert my tongue in her hole and tongue fucked her.

An-Na moaned, continued to fuck me with the dildo, we both moaned into each other's pussies, I heard Jungkook and Jimin said " Oh fuck! "

I bring my index finger and middle finger up, moved my tongue away from An-Na's pussy hole and said " Jungkook, can you get my fingers wet for me? "

" Yes, Mommy. " He licked and sucked on my fingers, I went back to tongue fucking An-Na.

I moved my fingers away from Jungkook's mouth, spanked An-Na's ass which made her moan against my pussy, slowly insert my index finger inside her ass, An-Na quickly moved her mouth away from my clit, let out a loud gasp and said " Oh fuck!! "

I spanked her ass, slowly fingered her ass, sucked on her clit, An-Na moaned my name, and went back to sucking and fucking me with the dildo.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

Jimin fucked me deeper and faster, with his other hand, he jerked my dick a little fast, I closed my eyes, moaned his name and felt him kissing my back.

He kissed his way up to my ear and whispered " Fuck, I'm gonna cum. "

" Me too. " I moaned.

We both cummed, he pulled out of me, let go of my dick, I put on a condom, Jimin go on all fours, I put lube on his ass, spanked his right ass cheek, and said " Are you ready? "

He nod his head, I spanked his ass again and said " Use your words. "

" Yes, Daddy. "

I smirked and said " Good. "

I slowly insert myself inside him, Jimin let out a gasp, I thrust my hips, I moaned and said " Fuck, you're so tight. "

Jimin gripped onto the bed sheets, I spanked his ass, rest my hands on his hips and fucked him a little deeper.

~ Y/n's POV ~

An-Na and I cummed, I moved my fingers away from her ass, she got off me, I took the dildo out of me, looked at Jimin, bring the dildo to his lips, he licked my cum and let out a moan.

I bite my bottom lip, moved the dildo away, got off bed, looked at An-Na and said " Go lay down and close your eyes for me. "

An-Na closed her eyes, I took out the purple strap on, Jimin and Jungkook looked at me with lust in their eyes, I winked at them, slowly stroked the silicone dick, walked over to An-Na and said " Open your eyes. "

She opened her eyes, looked at me, looked at the strap on, blushed, I smirked at her and said " Do you like it? "

She nod her head and said " Yes, Mommy. I love it. "

" I want you to get it all wet for me. "

An-Na got off the bed, stood in front of me, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, she leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed her back, she cupped my boobs with her hands, gave them a squeeze, I bring my hands down to her ass and gave them a squeeze.

She pulled away from the kiss, go down on her knees, wrapped her hand around the silicone dick, stroke it, leaned down and licked the shaft to the tip. Opened her mouth, insert the dick inside her mouth, began to give a blowjob and I bring my hand behind her head.

" Okay, get on the bed. "

Her mouth left the silicone dick, got up, got on the bed, she laid down on her back, spread her legs open, I looked at her with lust in my eyes and said " Are you ready? "

She nod her head and said " Yes, Mommy. "

I slowly insert the dick inside her, she let out a gasp, I thrust my hips, she wrapped her arms around my neck, bring me close to her, she kissed my lips, I kissed her back and she moaned against the kiss.

~ Jungkook's POV ~

Oh fuck, Y/n is fucking An-Na with the strap on, I gotta admit, seeing that really turns me on.

I looked at Jimin who is moaning my name, I grabbed a fist fold of his hair, pulled on it, and whispered dirty things in his ear.

" Oh fuck, Daddy!! " Jimin moaned loud.

I let out a moan and said " Yes, baby? "

" You're fucking me so good, fuck! "

I spanked his ass and said " I love fucking your ass baby, you feel so good. "

A few minutes later, we both cummed, I pulled out of him, threw the condom away, Jimin stood in front of me, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, we grabbed each other's dicks, stroke and moaned against the kiss.

We pulled away from the kiss, looked at Y/n fucking An-Na, Jimin bite his bottom lip and said as he stroke my dick " That is so fucking hot. "

" Oh fuck, Mommy!! " An-Na fist the bed sheets.

Y/n wrapped her hand around An-Na's neck, choked her, fucked her faster, Jimin and I moaned and stroke each other's dick faster, I looked at Jimin, and kissed the left side of his neck. I moved away from his neck, Jimin looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed him back.

We both moaned against the kiss, the room echoed with moans, skin slapping against each other and the headboard banging on the wall.

~ Y/n's POV ~

I wrapped An-Na's legs around my waist, fucked her faster and deeper, I looked at her and said " Put the vibrator on your clit. "

She grabbed the vibrator, turned it on, put it on her clit, leaned her head back and moaned my name. I watched An-Na's boobs bounced up and down with every thrust I made, I heard Jimin and Jungkook moaning which made me look at them.

They are stroking each other's dicks while looking at us with lust in their eyes, " Fuck her harder Mommy. " Jungkook said.

" Yeah, Mommy. Make her cum. " Jimin said.

I nod my head, looked at An-Na, leaned in, kissed her lips, she kissed me back, I insert more of the dick inside her which made her moan against the kiss, our tongues fought for dominance, I won, pulled away from the kiss and kissed my way down to her chest.

I licked, sucked on her nipples, with her other hand, she bring it to the back of my head, moaned my name louder, her boob left my mouth with a pop, looked at her and kissed her lips. She kissed me back, I pulled away from the kiss, looked at her, fucked her faster and deeper.

A few minutes later, An-Na cummed, I pulled out of her, she wrapped my arms around my neck, bring me close, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, pulled away from the kiss, she looked at me and said " Oh fuck, that was so good. "

I smiled and said " I'm glad you love it, * Looked at the guys who are still stroking each other, looked back at An-Na * let's go take care of the guys. "

She nod her head, we got off the bed, I took off the strap on, felt myself soaking wet, walked over to Jungkook, him and Jimin stopped, I cupped Jungkook's face with my hands, and kissed his lips.

He kissed me back, wrapped his arms around my waist, pulled me closer to him, deepened the kiss, bring his hands down and squeezed my ass. I moaned against the kiss, he spanked my ass, moved my arms away from his neck, bring my hands down to his chest and moved them up and down slowly.

I let out a moan when I felt Jungkook rubbed my clit, he insert two fingers inside my pussy, began to finger fuck me, I moaned against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " Oh fuck, you're so fucking wet. Did fucking An-Na with the strap on turned you on? "

I nod my head, he fingered me deeper, he spanked my ass and said " Answer me. "

" Yes, Daddy. It does. "

" What? Tell me. "

" Fucking An-Na with the strap on turned me on. "

He pulled his fingers away from my pussy, bring them to his mouth, licked and sucked on them, he let out a moan, moved his fingers away, and licked his lips.

I bite my bottom lip, kissed his lips, he kissed me back, I grabbed his hard dick, gently rubbed circles on his tip with my thumb which made him moan against the kiss, and I slowly began to stroke him. Jungkook deepened the kiss, I pulled away from the kiss, stopped stroking his dick, kissed his neck, and kissed my way down to his chest.

Go down on my knees, kissed his abs, licked the shaft of his dick to the tip, he let out a low moan when I sucked on the tip, I moved my mouth away, sticked my tongue out, and slapped his dick on my tongue.

" Oh fuck An-Na. " Jimin moaned.

I licked my way down to Jungkook's shaft to his balls, licked and sucked on them, looked up at him, he leaned his head back, moaned a little and said " Oh fuck, Mommy. That feels so good. "

His balls left my mouth with a soft pop, insert his dick in my mouth, gave him a blowjob, Jungkook bring his hand to the back of my head, with my other hand, I cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze.

I insert more of his dick in my mouth, felt him at the back of my throat, thrust his hips, I moaned against his dick, and he said " Fuck, look at you, on your knees with Daddy's dick in your mouth. * Moaned * Your mouth feels so good. "

I relaxed my jaw, breathed through my nose, he thrust his hips a little faster, I moaned against his dick, and bring my hands to his thighs.

" Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum Mommy. " Jungkook moaned.

I moaned against his dick, he cummed in my mouth, pulled out, I swallowed his cum, licked my lips, Jungkook looked at me with lust in his eyes and said " Get up. "

When I got up, he cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he lift me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He walked over to the bed, laid me down, hovered me, deepened the kiss, cupped my boobs and gave them a squeeze.

I let out a moan against the kiss, he pulled away from the kiss, kissed my neck, kissed his way down to my chest, and licked my left nipple. Flicked his tongue on my nipple, I run my fingers through his hair, he sucked on my nipple and rubbed my clit.

" Oh fuck, Daddy. That feels so good. " I moaned.

An-Na is laying down next to me getting her pussy eaten out by Jimin, she looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, and we both moaned against the kiss.

Jungkook's mouth left my boob with a pop, he did the same attention to my right nipple, insert two fingers inside my pussy, began to finger fuck me which made me pulled away from the kiss, looked at Jungkook and said " Oh fuck, Daddy. That feels so good. "

He moved away from my boob, looked at me, fingered me a little faster and deeper, I cupped my boobs and gave them a squeeze. The wetness of my pussy echoed the room along with mine and An-Na's moans, Jungkook kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, go in between my legs and licked on my clit.

" Oh fuck!! " I moaned.

Jungkook flicked his tongue on my clit, I grind against his fingers, he pulled away from my clit, looked at me and said " Stop moving. "

I nod my head and said " Yes Daddy. "

He went back on sucking on my clit, I moaned his name louder, he fingered me faster, I gently pulled on my nipples, he insert a third finger, I let out a gasp and said " Oh fuck!! "

" Oh fuck, Daddy. I'm gonna cum! " I moaned out loud.

Jungkook moaned against my clit, fingered me faster and deeper, I leaned my head back, moaned his name louder and cummed on his fingers.

He continued to fingered me, I let out a gasp and said " Oh fuck. "

Jungkook moved his mouth away from my clit, flicked his tongue, I spread my legs wider, he went back on sucking on my clit, I pulled on his hair which made him moan against my clit, I moaned his name and said " Daddy! Oh fuck, yesss!! "

He moaned against my clit again, I closed my eyes, leaned my head back, moaned out loud, he fingered me faster hitting my g-spot, I fisted the bed sheets, and felt my legs start to shake.

" Oh fuck, oh fuck, Daddy! I'm gonna- "

I did something I haven't done before in my life, I squirted, Jungkook continued fingering me, moved his fingers away from my pussy, quickly went on my pussy and ate me out.

When I stopped squirting, Jungkook got up, looked at me, licked his lips, I blushed, covered my eyes and said " Oh fuck, I'm sorry. "

He chuckled, moved my hands away from my eyes, we looked at each other and he said " Don't be, it's so hot. "

I blushed harder and said " Really? "

Jungkook nod his head and said " Yes. "

He hovered me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, our tongues fought for dominance, he won, and pulled away from the kiss. He slowly stroked his dick, put on a condom, looked at me and said " You ready Mommy? "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

He slowly insert himself inside me which made me let out a gasp, wrapped my arms around his neck, he thrust his hips, we both moaned and he said " Oh fuck, you feel so good. "

He wrapped my legs around his torso, fucked me deeper, I moved my hands up and down his back, leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back, deepened the kiss, pulled away from the kiss, looked at me and said " Fuck, Mommy. Yess!! "

My boobs bounced up and down with every thrust he made, I fisted the bed sheets, he grabbed the vibrator, looked at me and said " Put this on your clit. Leave it there until I say you can take it out. "

I nod my head, grabbed the vibrator from him, turned it on, set it on my clit, let out a moan and said " Oh fuck! "

" Put it up to level 4. "

I put the vibrator on level 4, he wrapped his hand around my neck, choked me, he bite his bottom lip, let out a moan and said " Put the level up to 6. "

I changed the level, closed my eyes, moaned his name, he lightly slapped my left boob and said " Open your eyes. Look at me. "

I opened my eyes, looked at him, he choked me a little harder, and said " If you have trouble breathing, tap my hand, okay? "

" Yes, Daddy. "

He fucked me harder and deeper, the room echoed with our moans, skins slapping against each other, he told me to put the level up to 8, and I moaned his name louder.

I have the vibrator on level 10, I moaned louder and said " Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum, Daddy! "

" Fuck, me too. Cum for me Mommy. Oh fuck!! "

We both cummed, he pulled out of me, I turned off the vibrator, put it aside, Jungkook leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss and got off the bed. He put on another condom, looked at me and said " Go on all fours for me. "

I go on all fours, An-Na is on all fours as well, Jungkook spanked my ass, insert himself inside my pussy, I let out a low moan, he bring his hands to my waist and thrust his hips.

My boobs bounced up and down with every thrust, An-Na leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed her back, Jungkook spanked my ass which made me moan against the kiss and fucked me deeper.

An-Na pulled away from the kiss, moaned and said " Oh fuck, Jimin. "

Jungkook pulled on my hair, felt him kissed my back all the way up to my neck, he whispered dirty things in my ear and kissed my cheek. I closed my eyes, he spanked my ass, fucked me a little faster, I opened my eyes, he wrapped his hand around my neck and choked me again.

" Oh fuck, Mommy. You feel so fucking good. Rub your clit for me. " He moaned.

I bring my hand down, rubbed my clit, moaned, he spanked my ass again, and I said " Oh fuck, Daddy! "

We all cummed, Jungkook pulled out of me, unwrapped his hand away from my neck, got off the bed, An-Na and I are catching our breaths, Jimin and Jungkook switched places, Jimin spanked my ass and gave it a squeeze.

" Come here. "

I got off the bed, faced Jimin, he cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he lift me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He pulled away from the kiss, kissed my neck, walked over to the living chair, and sat down.

I am straddling his lap, he moved away from my neck, looked at me, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, grind against him, and we both moaned against the kiss. I pulled away from the kiss, looked at him, slowly insert his dick inside my pussy, I rode him up and down and he cupped my boobs.

He squeezed my boobs, gently pulled on my nipples, I moaned his name, he moved his hands down to my ass, squeezed my ass and spanked it. My boobs bounced up and down with every move I made, he leaned his head back, moaned my name, I leaned in and kissed his neck.

Jimin spanked my ass again, I rode him faster and deeper, he looked at me, I wrapped my hand around his neck, choked him, he moaned loud and said " Oh fuck, Mommy!! "

" Yes, Daddy. You like that? Huh?! "

" Yes, fuck, yes, Mommy. " He moaned.

He spanked my ass again, I rode him faster, grind on him, we both moaned each other's names, I leaned in and kissed his lips. He kissed me back, our tongues fought for dominance, and we both moaned against the kiss.

We both cummed, I unwrapped my hand away from his neck, got off him, he took off his condom, changed into a new one, he looked at me and said " Go lay down on the bed, on your back.

I walked over to the bed, laid down, he hovered me, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, he insert himself inside my pussy, and we both moaned against the kiss. He thrust his hips, pulled away from the kiss, we looked at each other with lust in our eyes, he wrapped my legs around his shoulders and fucked me deeper.

" Oh fuck, Daddy! "

" Yes, Mommy! Oh fuck! "

Jimin and Jungkook looked at each other, he leaned in, kissed Jimin, he kissed him back, and fucked me faster.

I leaned my head back, looked at An-Na who has her eyes closed, fisted the bed sheets, I looked at Jimin, bring my hands up and squeezed my boobs.

We all cummed, Jimin pulled out of me, Jungkook changed into a new condom, looked at Jimin and said " Lay down on your lap. "

Jimin nod his head, laid down on the bed, Jungkook looked at An-Na and said " Go ride his face. "

An-Na nod her head, got on the bed, straddled Jimin's face, sat down and he began to eat her pussy.

Jungkook looked at me, cupped my face with his hands, leaned in, kissed my lips and I kissed him back. He bring his hands down to my ass, squeezed it which made me moan against the kiss, he pulled away, looked at me and said " I want you to ride Jimin in reverse cowgirl position. "

I nod my head and said " Yes, Daddy. "

I noticed that Jimin isn't wearing a condom so I put it on him, straddled his lap, insert his dick inside me and started to ride him in reverse cowgirl. I moaned, heard Jimin spanked An-Na's ass which made her moan, I saw Jungkook insert himself inside Jimin which made him moan.

He fucked Jimin, looked at me, leaned in, kissed my lips, I kissed him back, rode Jimin a little faster and deeper, Jungkook pulled away from the kiss, looked at me, and started rubbing my clit.

I leaned my head back, moaned, cupped my boobs, squeezed them and pulled on my nipples gently, the room echoed with skins slapping, moans and spankings.

We all cummed, got off each other, laid down, catched our breaths, Jungkook looked at me, leaned in and kissed my lips. I kissed him back, he pulled away from the kiss, and Jimin said " That was so good. "

We all agreed and said " Yes, it was. "

" That was the best sex I ever had. " I said.

An-Na nod her head and said " Yeah, me too. "

We all talked for a bit, watched a movie, took a shower, and changed. I looked at everyone and said " I gotta get home, I have a busy day tomorrow. "

" Alright. " They said.

" Yeah, me too. "

We all kissed each other, said bye, walked out of the bedroom to the front door, Jungkook gave me a hug and whispered in my ear " Text me when you get home. "

I hugged him back and whispered " I will. "

We pulled away from the hug, An-Na and I walked out of the house, walked over to our cars and we are on our way home. I blushed at what just happened, I looked at the rear view mirror and saw the hickies all over my neck.

I wouldn't mind doing it again.

#bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #daddy k!nk #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #bts #bts jimin #park jimin #mommy k!nk

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lokisasylum · 3 months

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Kpoppies be writing some dumb shit like: "and ur fave looks like this????"

And this is the pic they choose to drag Jimin with:

#the drag ain't dragging #these gg stans can't be real lol #like WHY do they need to compare their girlies to a beautiful MAN?#I smell daddy issues #jimin #park jimin #bts jimin #jiminie #pjm

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vinetae · 1 year

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Vanilla and Jasmine - Part 2

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Mafia!AU, Smut, Angst, 18+

W.C: 7k

Pairings: Jimin x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: Ohhh boy it's a lot. So first off starting with out appitizers is a little bit of angst. Followed by smut, smut, smut- uhhhh smut, and oh yeah more smut. Sex ed. talk, Jimin teaches Y/n the ropes, Jungkook gets a lil cray cray, Namjoon is the dominating daddy as always -how fucking considerate is he- we got some sad moments, and happy moments!! Jimin is literally so in love with Y/n like- guys it's almost too much for me. Jungkook and Y/n have a little flingy flingy thing going on until they don't 👀 Flashbacks, blowjobs, unknowing of sexual things!Reader, dom (like really really dom)!Jungkook, Soft Dom!Jimin (we'll see that later in the chapters 😉) uh Horny!Taehyung (same bro-) and eomma Jin because literally he is so precious. Sope being sope as always. Emotional reader and she's wishy washy on her decison because of 🌟 T R A U M A 🌟

A/n: Spent all day but literally guys it's so long -that's what she said- Like non-stop writing kind of long. Yeah. So, enjoy!!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Fuck him

FUCK. HIM.

Your body felt absent while laying flat out on Jimin's soft comforter. He'd been tucked in the corner, invested in some little self-help book he'd started a while back. Your limbs stretch out, high-pitched whines exhale past your lips in agony.

"Jimin-" you moan out, feeling the numbing of your pills finally searing off. It had been a few hours, that you just laid here in silence. Planning all of their funerals, might you add. Your heat had decided to wait a little longer until you'd finally build up some good connections with the guys. Learned a bit more of their native tongue, without the reliance of Jungkook's horrible translations to aid.

You admire how the soft glow from Sun's last drops of rays beam down into the room, illuminating his heavenly figure. Light, sandy blonde hair gets brushed back as he flips to another page. The agonizing sight leaves a burning ache between your thighs. Want nothing more than to just throw that book to the pits of hell and mark him all the way up his neck. You want his hands soothing the pained mumble of silent suffering below your stomach. The thought of just having his entire body to yours forced a large moan past your lips. His head quirks to the side to check on you.

His heart truly did break at the sight. Your wrists tied at the joints to his chrome headboard, while the roll of your ankles bound to his footboard. The sweat drips down the sides of your forehead. Your pink tinted lips part, desperately staring at him to try and coerce a move. The flush in your cheeks, heavy and smeared.

He also knew that what you wanted hadn't been from your own consciousness. You hadn't mentioned one thing to him about any of the things you've been begging aloud for, for the past 3 hours. Especially not 'Alpha's cock'. Whatever that meant.

His eyes scan over the little words pressed in paper, as he flips to the other side. Trying to block out the strings of plea echoing in his room.

"J-Jimin please-" desperation is clear in your tone. "I-I was so good!" Tears sliding down your cheeks faster than a slip-and-slide. Your emotions had fluctuated back and forth for the past three hours. Going from highs, to lows, usually cussing him out or begging him to fuck you against the window. No inbetween with this one.

His heart hurt over this, truly. He didn’t know how much pain this would actually cause, Jungkook’s heats usually are pretty chill.

But maybe that’s because Namjoon has had him on suppressants for almost half a decade now..

Your back arches off the bed, arms stretching out to pleasingly grip onto something to release from this demon. It had felt like a thousand ropes coiled around your neck, snagging you towards his way, just for even the tiniest bit of comfort. You just wanted his touch. Your body felt like it had been set on fire, the ache in your stomach now boiling to its highest level.

You felt like dying.

Not an ounce of embarrassment shines through as you cry out for him. The excruciating torture he heard taint your voice made a knock at the door abrupt.

"Jimin! Let me in!" Jungkook's voice sounded urgent, laced with panic. Your body recoils at the thought of Jungkook going anywhere near Jimin, but something inside had led you to another thought.

"Jimin isn't our Alpha."

"N-No.. I l-love him-"

"You don't love him. You're just so pathetic, wanting someone's cock." The voices' harsh words collide with your groggy senses. Lips parting to deny the thoughts with a slight whine, but somewhere deep down,

You knew it was true.

All of a sudden you're met with Jungkook's body towering over yours. His palm placed against your forehead, pinching his nose from the prominent stench.

"Did you try giving her an ice bath?" Jungkook twists his attention to Jimin, who'd shaken his head.

"You told me to wait it out." Jimin replies, eyeing the empty pill bottle on his side table. Jungkook's eyes follow in horror.

"Did you give them all to her!?!" Jungkook's voice toiled with anger, which made your pussy clench around nothing. The same voice so desperately trying to get you out of these chains.

'He can be our alpha. Just imagine, having his little pups. Being his little breeding bitch, only useful for giving him the babies he deserves.'

"N-No..!" You cry out, trying to rid yourself of the thought all while repeating;

Jimin

Jungkook.

Jimin's calm exterior quickly diminished when he noticed Jungkook's panicked tone. "Well she had been complaining of some pain so I gave her another dose." Jimin didn't really get the big deal. It didn't have any type of hormone altering additives to them, he read the back panel himself.

"Her heat is trying to fight off the pills. The stronger dosage you give her, the more she's gonna fight them back. Her body is in overload!" Jungkook's quick to untie the knots around your limbs, as you quickly jump up to sit on your knees, knuckles digging deep into the comforter to try and control yourself. Your head hangs low, as deep breaths exhale your chest in agony.

You couldn't let this win.

Jungkook's expression scrunched when the scent of your heat hit his nostrils. He could already feel the stir in his cock, his own needs begging to tower this situation. Jungkook backs away, chest heaving while his hand grips the doorknob for support.

"G-Get her in the tub. I-It'll help with the te- fuck.." Your head lifts, knowing damn well what Jungkook had been struggling with. Instead, you put all your might into Jimin's soft features. Focusing on that instead.

Jimin snakes his arm under your side, lifting you from the bed to help you to the bathroom. Your body halts itself, eyes glancing at Jungkook's pained frame. A silent word comes to mind.

The next thing you know you watch as Jungkook's fist slam back into the door, busting a hole wide open for everyone's viewing glory. His body trembles, eyes burning into yours as they melt away from chocolate brown, to a deep amber. He reaches out towards the door, calling for his owner weakly.

"N-Namjoon!" His voice is hoarse and raw. A low growl slipping through, churning the fire in your stomach even more. Jimin's quick in stripping you of the green set pajamas Jin had bought for you a few days ago. His head tilting away, as he guides you into the ice cold tub. Your body pushes against his, fighting weakly for the right to not get in that Alaska bath.

"Come on, Y/n you have to get in-" your fingers grip into the tightness of his skin, nails leaving deep imprints in their path.

"Jimin please- please!" Your begs aid in no victory. He lowers you to the edge of the tub, tugging on the clasp of his belt.

"We'll get in together, come on" he's soon stripped of all his items, left in only navy blue boxer briefs, coiled tightly around his thighs, meeting in the center for what was your rightful gift. Hands quick to fly up to tug the material down, he stops your actions. "No- I meant in the bath. I'll get in with you, okay?" Your voice pleads out in high pitched whines.

"I don't want you in the bath, I want you in me!" His eyes widen, as you hear the low growl coming from outside the door. An idea tugs your thoughts. You stand, quickly making your way down the stairs before Jimin has any time to catch you. Completely bare, your voice calls out in sing-songy tones.

"Jungkook!~"

"Fuck.." You hear him grumble. Eyes scanning over the room, ignoring the rest of the guys.

Or.. maybe you don't have to.

Hands raised in the air as a sort of invitation, for all the men to see your bare self. You could already smell their delicious pre-cum soaking through all of the underwear at the sight.

"Who wants to fuck me!"

"Y/N GET BACK HERE-" Jimin's voice is rasp and harsh as he runs after your quick, and quite nude self with a towel to try and keep you decent.

"No! You refused, so I go!" Your eyes set on Jungkook's figure who'd been sat on the couch's edge, nursing the tip of his beer in cope. A smirk plasters your lips. Your body sways itself over to his side, as you wrap your arms around his neck. His Adam's Apple bobs up then down from your proximity. "Kookiee~" you whine, straddling his lap with ease. His lips part, hands hesitant to hold your hips as he feels the warmth of your pussy side across his clothed cock that'd been begging to attention.

"What… in the fuck is going on.." Yoongi quietly remarks, watching the pornographic scene unfold, chugging down a glass of Jungkook's stashed Banana Milk.

"Jimin, why doesn't she have any clothes on?" Namjoon questions, head craning away out of respect for you. Some of the boys do the same. Others enjoy the free show.

Jimin groans, trying to pry your body from Jungkook's,shielding your bare form with his own proportions. "Jungkook told me to give her an ice bath, but she didn't want to get in so I said I'd get in with her but now she's really fucking horny." He was displeased in this behavior, but mainly in himself. Had he just let his pride go and given you what you needed, you wouldn’t be straddling his friend’s lap, begging for his cock. Jimin’s hands clenched in anger.

Hoseok lets out a chuckle, glancing up from the screen of his IPhone. "Makes sense why she'd go for Jungkook first." Their heads crane over to his comment, as your hands are halfway down Kook's jeans, taking his hard cock in your hand. Jungkook's head lulls back, hands kneading at your hips in agony. It was taking his everything he possibly could as to not flip you over and fuck you on this couch for everyone to watch.

"What do you mean makes sense!?" Jimin's hands are no use for tugging you off. The mind of a mid-heat dog hybrid was much more determined than a simple human.

"S-Someone please h-help!" Jungkook's whine pushes Namjoon from his spot on the couch, grabbing your hips to aid Jimin's struggles. The two men groan in frustration, Namjoon silently cursing under his breath.

"Holy fuck, she's strong." He comments, trying another round. Jungkook's hips involuntarily grind up against yours, nearly chasing his own selfish high.

"Hot damn, they're really gonna fuck right here." Jin chuckles, resting his chin against his palm to enjoy the show. His legs spread wide, his finger caught between plump lips.

Taehyung turns around, eyes widening at the sight. "Holy shit that's hot." Hand unconsciously running along the outside of his jeans, toying with the zipper.

"Tae are you gonna jack off to this?" Hoseok butts in, scoffing at the younger man's shameless actions. He smirks, unbuttoning his jeans to slide them down his thighs, watching as they circle his ankles.

"Fuck yeah I am. Who needs shitty porn plots when you got these two." His fingertips dance along the seams closing around his cock, running a shutter through his body at the touch. Taehyung breaths out, palming his hand to his cock in a slow, teasing manner. “Slap her ass, Koo” He calls out.

“Tae!” Jimin’s voice strung with annoyance towards his so-called ‘friend’. Taehyung’s shoulders lift to shrug.

“We were all thinking it.” His tone, laced nonchalantly.

“Actually I was thinking more of Kook bending her over.” Yoongi’s voice cuts in, which makes all the heads -except for yours and Jungkook’s, which had been so desperate to get two different things-. Yoongi’s glass lifts, cupping his lips around to gulp down a few sips. His body leaned against the side table’s edge now, peaked with curiosity towards the scandal unfolding in their living space. “You know? Give her the ol’ ‘doggy’.” He chuckles at the joke.

All’d been quiet -except for yours and Jungkook’s struggling moans-.

“Tough crowd.” After a few beats of silence, he plops back down into the couch. Legs unconsciously spread, signaling his interest in the scene. Jin’s lips part slightly, adding in his own two cents.

“Why not just stuff ‘em in the basement for a while ‘til they calm down.”

“No.” Jimin’s quick to retort, sending his hyung a bold glare. Jin’s body shifts to the side, uncomfortable with the energy Jimin exceeded.

“

Namjoon's eyes roll. "Number one, Jungkook would refuse a condom. When Jiyeon comes over, she makes sure to always stay on birth control. With Y/n’s body, she’s already too far gone to try, plus it takes days to start working." He stands, pulling at your nape gently. Your head whips around, staring down the tall blonde. His voice lowers, rolling a wave of need through your lower body just like before.

“Y/n, if you get off I’ll give you a surprise.” Your ears perk at the word, twisting around on Jungkook’s lap to face the brooding man. A smile tugs the corner of his lips, as he continues. “That means all the way off.” Your legs are hesitant, but with the look he’d been giving you, you’re quick to hop off, eager for the gift. His hand reaches behind your ear to scratch.

“Good girl.”

This.. was the surprise?

Namjoon slides a little box towards your feet, crossing his arms in sync. “Well, don’t just stand there. Open it.” You bend at the knees, curious to see what you’d been promised for being good. Even though you knew you hadn’t.

This-

Was not what you were expecting.

His eyebrow quirks up, tilting his head in curiosity. “Do you like it?”

Your hands poke at the little box tucked into the corner, buried underneath a few newspaper folders. He sighs, lowering himself to the ground to meet your level, helping unbox the item. In just a few seconds, he’s holding a strangely shaped object, almost like the bananas you saw using to make ice cream sundaes for movie night. Only, this had been a lot more… plastic-ey?

“Know how to use it?” His question pulls you from your train of thought. Head lifting, slow to nod. Whatever it is, you’re sure you could figure out how to use it.

Five hours.

Five fucking hours it took you, trying to figure out how to use Namjoon’s gift. In the shower, in the sink, hell, you even tried using it to clean the blinds with. Nothing had been working. You’d thought it might be just something like a puzzle. Something the care center used to let you and the other pups play with in your young years. But this - had been something new for sure.

At first you thought it had been food. Yeah no, you were quick to rule that one out.

Next, it might’ve been a vase of some sort. Nope, no flowers would fit either. Actually, there’d been no hole to even make it a vase. Don’t know how you got that idea..

Finally, you’d try using it as a hair curler. Seeing Taehyung using something similar. Only, this hadn’t gotten hot. So, maybe you had to use heat. Then, it kinda started to melt like ice cream.

So after many tries and fails, and a big glob of Namjoon’s gift sitting on the floor, you’d decided to give up.

Just as you were about to pack up what little glob you could back into the box, a knock sounded outside the door. Ears perking in curiosity, taking a sniff of the air. Who was this?

“Come in.” You call out, while trying to use a little page from Jimin’s books as a scooper-kinda-thing to put the melted pile into its box. Hadn’t worked very well either.

“Hey, Y/n if you’re having trouble I can - what the fuck happened in here?” His eyes widen like saucer plates at the messed up room. The curtains ripped from i’s hooks out of their hooks, courtesy of your anger fit. Bed sheets all junked up from your little tantrum, and finally, the pink glob of goo sitting in front of you. His eyebrows knit together in confusion, bending down to meet your level, his voice is soft and sweet.

“Uh= what.. Were you trying to do?” You huff, slapping your palm face down onto the floor in frustration.

“Stupid thing is not good.” His head tilts to the side, hand reaching up to stroke your cheek gently, making your anger simmer just a bit.

“Was it too.. Big?” You raise an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Uh.. you know. Did it hurt too much?”

“Well yeah, I burned my finger for this stupid thing.”

“You.. what?”

Now you both were confused.

Just then, a set of footsteps march into the room, mouth dropping at the sight.

“Y/n?” Your head lifts, body scooting away from Namjoon’s tall figure in cowardice. Was he mad? Were you not supposed to heat it up?

Your body’s quick to tuck itself further behind Jimin’s using his as a shield. Hands trembling, as your voice begins to break. A flow of tears pricks your eyes in fear. “Pl-please- don’t send me back- I’m sorry! I’ll fix it!”

Namjoon lowers his body until the three of you are sitting on the floor. Jimin’s hand reaches back, pulling you to his chest instead. You yell out, not wanting to get closer to Namjoon, but Jimin’s embrace keeps you planted. “Y/n-” His voice is soft and nurturing. Your cheeks burned with red, as more streams of tears stained your face.

You could barely croak out; “Pl-please.. I don’t wanna go back..”

Both the men’s hearts break at the words. How could they ever send you back to such a place? Anger burned in Namjoon’s chest at the thought. His hand reaches down, placing itself upon your knee to sooth you. “You’re not going back, Y/n. I promise.” You could feel Jimin’s palms rubbing circles into your back, which made you calm down just a bit for Namjoon to add on. “You’re here to stay, no matter what the boys say, okay?” You nod, making the two smile.

“Now,” His head quirks over to the melted pile of goop you’d somehow created. “What happened here?”

They both had been too stunned to speak.

“So.. you’re telling me that.. You somehow managed to melt a dildo..” Namjoon’s strange sentence made your head tilt. “And you used it to curl your hair?”

“Tried to, mister squidward. Tried to.” Jimin chuckles at your words, explaining them to his hyung.

“I let her watch a few episodes of spongebob.” The two laugh in unison.

“What is so funny?” Your arms cross, huffing. You’re hurt on how they couldn’t let you into such an.. What’s the word.. It’s something to do with being inside. And it’s funny…

“It’s just-” He could barely speak, laughing so hard at the thought of you using Taehyung’s flat iron to melt the sex toy.

“It’s unheard of. That’s all.” Jimin cuts off Namjoon, speaking in his place. Once he’s calmed down, he asks once more.

“So.. you DIDN’T know how to use it, huh.”

You shake your head. “You looked uncomfortable giving it to me.”

“Because it was to help with your heat.” Your eyebrow lifts in confusion.

“How?” They both exchange an awkward look, before Namjoon stands up.

“Wow, would you look at the time- uh Jimin you’ve got this, right?” He’s quick to make it to the door before Jimin gets a say in his exit.

“Wait hyung!-”

Slam.

“Oh so I-”

“Mhm.”

“And that’s why Namjoon-”

“Mhm.”

“And it goes in my-”

“Yes, yes. Right on the money.” You glance down, lifting your butt to look up under you before giving him a confused expression.

“I’m not sitting on money.”

“I- … that’s an expression.”

“Huh.” You think, sighing. “You humans talk weird.” He chuckles, nodding.

“Indeed we do.” A few moments of silence pass by before you comment.

“So why did I need it?”

“Well, Namjoon needed something to get you off Jungkook. And because it would’ve helped with your heat.”

“Hmm, that doesn’t answer my question.” His eyebrow quirks, not fully understanding the assignment. You crawl over to his side of the floor, meeting at face level. “Why did I need it? It’s not like I’ll die without using it.”

“Well, it feels good.” Your head tilts to the side.

“How so?”

“Jesus, Y/n-” He lets out a frustrated breath, making you back away. Ears turning downwards. Hands coming to rest in your lap, as you back down from the question.

“Nevermind.”

He glances to your side, sighing. “No, sweetie that’s not what I meant-”

“You know, why don't people teach me here? It’s like you think I’m stupid.” His hands come to catch your cheeks, thumbing over your skin lightly, bringing your face to his.

“You’re not stupid, Y/n. Don’t even think that either. It’s just-” He pauses for a second, before continuing. “It’s an awkward conversation.”

“How so?”

“Because it talks about stuff humans are afraid to show.”

You think for a second. “Like.. feelings?”

He pauses. “Well.. I mean it does have something to do with feelings..”

Your back sits up, posture straightening out of curiosity. “Tell me.. Please?”

Fuck, he couldn’t resist those puppy eyes.

“Okay, okay it’s just-” He sighs, chuckling to himself. “Can’t believe I’m having to have this talk right now..”

Your hand reaches out to hold his, pleading to know the answer. “It’s okay. It’s just you and me. No.. awkward stuff.” His lips roll off a chuckle, hand coming to stroke your hair, admiring your cuteness.

“You’re adorable, you know that?”

“I’m not a door- oh. Is that an expassion?”

He nods. “Expression, yes.”

“Jiminnn” You whine.

“Right, right.. So uhm-” He lets a breath pass by, before pulling out his phone. “You know what? Maybe YouTube will explain it bette-” Your hand grips his, restricting him from pulling out his phone the rest of the way.

“No. You teach me.”

A thought comes to mind, pressing a miniature smoke to his lips.

“Teach.. Or show?”

“Wait- she really had never heard of a dildo before?” Jin chuckles out, draining the rice for the fourth time.

Namjoon nods, snatching a bite of his apple. “Makes sense. I mean who’d just be having toys laying around in that facility anyways?”

“Wait- Y/n used a dildo and you guys didn’t tell me!?” Taehyung faints a pained expression, clutching to his chest while entering the room. Namjoon’s eyes roll at his drama.

“Number one, why would we tell you if she used it or not? Number two, aren’t you supposed to be down there with Kook right now?” Taehyung shrugs, peeling back the skin of his banana for a bite.

“He sounded fine. Told me to leave. Think he just wanted to jerk it in peace.” Namjoon pinches the skin on his nose bridge, sighing at the younger male’s decision.

“Did you at least chain his leg?” Taehyung’s eyebrow quirks.

“We have chains?”

The two older males share a horrified look.

Fuck.

Fucking.

“Fuck!” Jungkook’s voice echoes the empty room, groaning in frustration at the stench. His head bangs back against the wall, as silent, pained tears roll down his cheeks.

Your stench to be exact.

Your heat had been like a steak taunting a lion. Especially with your little behavior earlier had the tip of his cock more red than Santa’s sleigh. He’d tried everything to get rid of it. After about the seventh jerk session, he’d given up. Learning to just bear with the pain for the next couple of days.

It’d all been Jimin’s fault really. If he would’ve gotten you on those fucking pills like Namjoon told him to, he wouldn’t be the one down here suffering with a raging hard on and sweating bullets.

It should be him down here, not Jungkook.

He’d done nothing wrong. In fact, Jungkook tried helping by staying away from you! For days on end, he did everything he could to stay away. Going to mind-numbing basketball games with Yoongi, helping Hoseok go out and shop for some new knives for his collection, hell! He even took up knitting!

Fucking KNITTING.

Now here he is, being treated like the bad guy. The one who fucked up YOUR heat schedule. Yeah sure.

His hand comes to squeeze his abdomen as soft whines roll from his lips. He was paying the price for something he never bought in the first place.

“When you sais show I thought you were gonna-”

“I am. This is showing you.” Your eyebrow raises, questioning his ways of teaching this. His hands gripped the two barbies tightly, explaining the process as he went along. “So then the sperm- are you even listening?” You shake your head, pulling yourself from the train of thought.

“W-Where’d you get these Barbies anyways?”

He sighs, setting the plastic dolls on the floor. “My little cousin comes over here sometimes. She left two here for me to keep.”

A smile creeps your lips. “Cute.”

He chuckles, picking the dolls back up once more. “Okay, so as I was saying the sperm-”

“Do we have that?”

He stops for a second. “You mean hybrids?” You nod. “Yeah, I mean that’s how a baby is made so-” Your hand placed on top of his, stopping the little show.

“So where do you keep it?”

“Uh.. in the testes, like I said.” You nod, humming. Finger placed against your lip, pondering the images. His head tilts, catching your eyes. “Ready?”

“For?”

“Me to keep going.” You hum in question, pulling the plump of your bottom lip between your teeth.

“I think I got it now.” He smiles, silently thanking the universe for this being over.

“Alright so you-”

“But what about hybrid heats?”

“What?”

You stand, placing your hands on your hips. “I’m a hybrid, Jimin. I know your body now, but what about mine?”

He’s silent for a second, before responding. “Uh.. you could ask Jungkook.”

You huff, arms throwing up into the air. “I thought I could ask my mate instead! You’re supposed to know everything about me!” His eyes widened in shock.

“Y-Y/n.. I’m not-”

“Ugh, forget it.” You quickly walk out the door, slamming it behind you in the process.

Jungkook’s body reeked of sweat and grime. His heat, for some reason, felt as if it was ten times worse this month. Eyelids flutter to stay open, as his chest heaves with might, as if fighting himself. As he laid there on the hard mattress, his ears perked at the sound of a door opening. Feet trotting down the stairs, before your voice groans with disgust.

“Ew, it smells.” His fists clench at the sight.

“Nice to see you too.” He bites back with gritted teeth. Your eyes scanned across his sprawled out body, laid flat against the mattress which hadn’t looked the least bit comfortable. A slight pang in your heart rang at the sight. His body looked exhausted and worn out. The charcoal, natural bangs stuck to his forehead made a frown tug on your lips. You lower your body to meet his level, hand unconsciously coming to brush the sweaty locks from his face. A low growl rumbled in his chest.

He turns over, facing the wall instead of you. “What do you want.” His voice is harsh and cold, unlike his body.

Your butt lands on the floor, sitting next to the mattress. “Jimin told me about babies.”

That made Jungkook’s stomach churn with want. Fuck, why did it have to be you of all people to come down and tell him this? Saying it like that made him want to-

He shoos the thoughts away. “So why are you telling me?”

Your body rolls over his, sitting in front of his face to make him pay attention. “He used barbie dolls.” That made Jungkook chuckle. He sits up, leaning against the wall. Talking as if he’d just run a marathon.

“Dolls?”

“Mhm.”

“So why tell me this again?” Your eyes soften to meet his, a pouty expression lowering your lips in plea.

“He only taught me his way of doing stuff.” Jungkook’s eyebrow quirks.

“Sex.” He comments, making you nod.

“And when I tried asking about the hybrid part he-”

“Listen Y/n,” He twists to the side to meet your eyes. Trying his hardest to fight the urge of not just taking you right on this dusty, greasy mattress, breeding you for his own, making you cry out his name as he pounds into you like a-

He shakes the thoughts away once more. This time, being even more of a pain to get rid of. “Even though I live here, other than Namjoon, none of the other guys really know how it works for hybrids.” Your head lowers, nodding.

“I should’ve guessed that..” A few moments of silence pass before you continue. Grabbing onto the sleeve of his oversized white tee, you give him the most puppy-like begging eyes you could muster. “Can you pleeeease with cherries on, teach me??” He chuckles.

“First off, it’s ‘pretty please with cherries on top’. And secondly, why me?”

“Because you’re a hybrid, dummy.”

“Mmm, well Namjoon knows the same as I do. Maybe a little more.” Your hand lowers to grip onto his, guiding his palm to your heart. -Which just happened to be under your breast-

“I want you to teach me.” A low growl echoes through the room, making the same fire burn in the pit of your stomach. His fingers lightly clench onto your breast, earning himself a little whine from you.

“Say it again.” His voice seemed like it changed in an instant. Your eyebrow raises, but obeys.

“I want you-”

“There. Keep saying it.” His hand takes control over yours, guiding your palm to press into his crotch. You both let out similar moans at the touch. His lips lower to meet yours, grazing over the plump goodness, with the protruding of his teeth. Breath toys on the edges as he whispers in a lowered tone. “I’ll do you one better, baby girl. Forget teaching, I’ll show you. But I want you to do one thing for me.”

His tongue pokes out to graze across your bottom lip, making a whine slip from your end. Bodies both now share the same fiery heat and touch, as your hands reach out to grip at his neck. “A-Anything..”

A smirk presses his lips, as he pulls you to straddle his lap.

“I want you to scream so loud that everyone in this damn city knows my name.”

The clock ticks against the wall like a death bomb. Any minute, you’d be back up with a smile on your face from getting the explanation you deserved. Jimin lets out a sigh, plopping back against the bed, wondering if what he’s been doing really was the best thing for you. He absolutely adores you and all, but something felt off about it. Like, you’d be much better off with your own people. He practically forced you into learning his language, etiquettes, manners, and biology, without even asking if you’d wanted to. Being forced to do something you didn’t want..

Was exactly what the center had done to you.

He groans out, using his forearm as a shield against the brightly lit fireplace lights. Soon, a few footsteps echo through the room with a large slam of the door against his wall.

“Jimin, where’s Y/n?” Namjoon’s quick to ask, frantically searching around the room for you. Jimin lets out a sigh, leaning back down onto his wallow bed.

“She’s talking with Jungkook. Check his room.” He replies, turning over to face his fireplace. Watching as the embers crackle.

“Jungkook’s in heat!”

“Fuck- Oh God, Y/n..” His head throws back, basking in the way her lips wrap around his cock so delicately. The swirl of your tongue doing a number on his mental state. Your lips part, popping off just a bit to see how he was doing.

“Is this good?” His chest heaves of a deep groan, watching as your eyes twinkle with innocence, admiring the way you’d been sucking on his cock for the last two minutes. His tattooed hand lowers, tightening his grip of your roots sternly.

“You’re doing great baby, keep it up.” he praises, which sends a wave of arousal coursing through your body. Eyes screwed shut, lips falling apart at the pleasure of your lips. You choke back a few times, before finally popping off for the last time.

“What’s that white stuff?” You ask, as his lead lowers, chest heaving a light chuckle.

“Cum.”

“Where are we going?”

This just makes him laugh harder. “No, baby girl. This,” He lifts the tip of his finger, swiping a little off the slit before pressing it to your lips.

“Open.” He commands. Your lips part, as he presses the salty liquid against your tastebuds. “Is cum.”

Your face scrunches, processing the flavor. “It tastes like Namjoon’s cooking..” He laughs, nodding.

“Salty, right?” You nod. His fingers grip the tip of your chin, meeting your lips in the middle for a sloppy, yet arousing kiss. His hands come to lift your knees, sliding down the little pajamas shorts Jimin had bought you.

Jimin…

“So fucking sexy.” He groans out, slipping your panties and shorts off his one go. His hands are quick to guide you to hover you over his lap, rubbing the length of his cock between your soaked folds. Hands gripping onto his shoulders for support, as his finger comes to press between your legs, activating some kind of button. You thrust your head back, mouth drawing out a loud and whiny moan. Fingernails digging into the buff of his shoulders.

“Yeah, you like that?” His free hand comes to rip away your satin pajama shirt that Jimin had also bought for you.

Fuck..

Jimin.

Your lips part, chest pressing into his as you felt the tip of his cock line up with your entrance. His mouth presses hot kisses along the side of your neck, paying extra attention to the little sweet spot hidden on your shoulder blade. His teeth, baring and pleading to sink down. To claim you as his own, to where no other fucking man would ever touch his little baby aga-

“Alright you two, party’s over!” Namjoon’s voice calls out, as the four men rush down the stairs. All except Namjoon’s eyes widen from the men, as they take in this pornographic sight.

“Holy shit.. They actually did it..” Taehyung comments in awe.

Namjoon’s eyes roll at the younger’s comment. “Time to put the genitals away, kids.”

“Speak for yourself.” Taehyung adds, already moving to peel off his button down tan shirt. “Hey, Kook, got room for one more?” Jungkook’s chest heaves a low growl, pulling you body closer to his -as if that was even possible-. Then, his eyes stop on Jimin’s form. The man wore anger as cold as ice, and red as blood. If this were a cartoon, his ears would be blowing out steam.

A smirk presses Jungkook’s lips. “What’s the matter, Jiminie? I’m just doing what you were afraid to.” Your head turns to the side, throat mewling out a whine towards him.

Jimin.

‘No. He hurt you too much. He drugged you.. Tricked you.. Teased you, just to leave you high and dry. He doesn’t deserve us.’

As if the little voice in your head turned your head, your eyes meet Jungkook’s. Full of lust and intensity.

‘See? He’s the one that loves us. Jimin doesn’t want you. He just wants someone to fix… to him, you’re just a project. You’re broken.

But… even after everything he’s done, you still-

“Y/n, please.” His arm is reaching out to yours. Eyes full of warmth, and kindness, almost as if it hadn’t been fixed, but.. nurturing.

Jungkook shields your body away, using a blanket to cover up your indecency. “Don’t you fucking learn how to knock?”

“Come on, Jungkook, just give us Y/n and we’ll be out of your hair.” Hoseok answers, slowly bending down to try and carefully pull you away.

“I’ll even call Jiyeon for you if you want-”

Jungkook spits out. “I don’t want that whore. She always smelled like that fucking birth control anyways. But this,” His finger drags along your cheek, as if like a knife’s edge. “So fragile, so full of life..” You flinch from his touch, trying to pull away from his body, but the grip he held over you had been three times as strong.

Your voice is so weak. It’s like something has been draining you of energy by each passing second. “J-Jungkook..?” His eyes meet yours. The chocolate irises once so fluffy and doe-like had been replaced by something much darker. More dangerous.

He smirks, tugging at your cheek to coo at you. “Yes, my love?”

Gag.

No- you were about to-

“Ohhh shit!” Taehyung exclaims, backing away from the puke pile that landed right to the side of you and Jungkook. Where Jimin stood. He cringes, scooting away from the pile but still manages to hold out his hand for you.

Jungkook groans, pushing you from his lap in disgust. “Fucking bitch!” He yells, pulling up the hem of his boxer shorts before towering over your barely decent figure. His hand raises, as a wave of memories flood back.

‘Little piece of shit!’ He calls out, as you fall backwards to the floor. His large body stood as tall as a mountain you’d read about in one of your books.

Your hands fall behind, propping yourself up as you try and scoot away from his shadowy and menacing figure. “I-I s-s-sor-”

He lets out a deep chuckle. “Aw, is little doggy gunna say her sorry?” His hand reaches down, lifting you from the collar of your dress. Hand coming to muffle your screams.

“It’s gonna take more than a sorry to fix it, you little fucker.” One of the other guards chuckle, as a swarm of large men cage your entire body.

One of the men comments, as he reaches down to unzip his uniform’s pants, panic tearing your eyes.

“Down, bitch.”

“FUCK!” Jungkook curses, hunching over to cough up a small pile of blood. His nose, now oozed with a red liquid, as it drips to his hand. Someone pulls you to the side before scooping you into their arms. Soft whispers and coos breath against your ear, as his arms wrap around your figure to keep you from being exposed. Tears stream down your cheeks like Niagara Falls. You watched as Jungkook takes a few more hits, before throwing his own towards Namjoon. He’s quick to dodge, putting the younger man in his place.

“Alright you little mut, let’s get you a cold shower.” Jungkook growls, head craning to you as he spits some blood to the cement floor. A smirk presses his lips.

“You see this, pup? This is what we do.” He chuckles, before Taehyung and Namjoon both escort him firmly up the stairs. Soon, you’re just left with someone’s familiar embrace holding you tight. A soft lullaby sung in your ears, as he rocks your back and forth gently. Then, you let it loose.

“I-I did w-what?” His voice had been laced with anxiety. The cold shower obviously helped Jungkook tremendously, and Nmajoon had been able to give him a larger dose than before to combat the hellion that came out of him.

“Fucked up, bad.” Yoongi comments, scoffing at the younger male’s actions. Namjoon grumbles, shooing him out. Now it’s just him and Jungkook. Namjoon plops down next to the tub’s edge, letting out a sigh.

“Well.. I mean you kinda did fuck up pretty badly.” Namjoon scratches the younger’s ears with worry.

“I-I didn’t mean to- I didn’t want to hurt her- she came down to me, hyung!” Tears soaked his cheeks. Namjoon pulls the poor boy into a tight embrace, soothing his cries.

“I know, Kook. You’d never do anything like that, we all know it.” Jungkook pulls away, sniffling.

“B-But I did it, hyung.. I couldn’t control myself.. This has never happened before!”

“I know, I know. It's because she’s new, and her breed is so close to yours. Jiyeon’s is what?”

Jungkook sighs, pulling his knees to his chest, quietly answering. “She’s a minx hybrid.” Namjoon claps once.

“See? There we go! Y/n’s papers said that she’s a Kilatski hybrid. So she'll be totally more attractive to you than Jiyeon.” Jungkook nods slowly, turning his head to the side to face the tub’s wall.

“I guess.”

Silence. Shame. Guilt. Embarrassment.

Not long ago, these four things lived together in Y/n’s heart.

Still do.

“Come on, sweetie. You’ve gotta eat something.”

You felt sick. Like you didn’t deserve to eat his food. You didn’t deserve these clothes, the shelter he provides, the love he’s giving.

He holds out a bite of oatmeal to your lips, making a little theme song up as he goes.

‘Come on Y/n.

Please eat the oatmeal.

I worked really hard.

Don’t let it go to wa-’

“That doesn’t rhyme.” He chuckles, pushing the spoon to your lips. Your head lowers, not being able to even look him in the eye.

You’re going back.

He hates your guts, and he’s sending you back. He’ll take away all of the clothes, maybe even make you puke up the food you’ve eaten today.

Actually, you haven’t.

He flashes a bright smile, making a little strange sound. “Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga-choo~” He sighs, setting the spoon down on the counter. Pushing the bowl away, he comes to pull you into his arms. He tucks your head underneath his chin, as your tears stain his shirt for the seventh time today.

“It’s alright, baby. You’re okay, see? Nobody’s gonna hurt you. You’re safe.”

Safe.

You’ve never been safe before.

When you weren’t fearing for your life from the workers of the facility, you’d been busy being terrified of the other pups in your circle. Some had been quite mean. Pouring their leftover milk into the kid's hair, yanking down their skirts. (that’s why the facility made us switch to the dresses instead.)

But to be honest, they were all just scared too.

His hand rubs soothing circles into your back, allowing you to sit up when needed. Your face flushes red at the love in his eyes.

“W-why are you..” You could barely get the words out. “D-Do you still love me?”

He pouts, pulling you closer to his chest. “Sweetheart, nothing could ever make me not love you.”

You sit back up, wanting some answers. “Then wh-why didn’t you want to-” His hands gently take yours, tilting your head to catch his soft gaze.

“I know what they did to you in that center, Y/n. I didn’t want to be the cause of you remembering any of it..” He straightens his back, letting go of a sigh. “But.. I know that I also should’ve helped you when you were in pain.. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for that, baby.” He thumbs a few tears away as you keep choking up from it all.

“I-I’m s-sorry..” You croak out before letting your head fall into his lap. Tears now claiming his dark-wash jeans as well. His hands rub all around your back, like a mini massage.

“I was the dick in this, Y/n.” You lean up, sniffling.

“B-But you’re not a penis.” He chuckles, pressing his forehead to your own before lightly peppering a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“There’s my sweet girl.”

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peachandcherryaredelulu · 7 months

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Winner, Winner: Teaser

Pairings: OC/??, OC/??, OCs/Platonic!BTS

Synopsis: In 2021, Hybe creates a contest for ARMY to win the chance to spend up to two weeks with BTS. The catch? There is only one Butter Album that has the winning ticket.

WARNING: This is a crack fic, it is also an SMAU so expect the unexpected.

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jjungkookislife · 2 months

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Secret ||PJM|| Epilogue

pairing: jimin x f. reader

genre: established relationship, fluff, 18+

summary: Jimin thinks he can keep his genuine feelings for his sugar baby a secret, but his nosy friends may get him to admit them to himself... and you!

wc: 2k

warnings: food mention

date: February 21, 2024

It had been months since the eight of you had been together.

Jimin had kept his word and the moment Jungkook and Yoongi returned from tour, he cleared everyone’s schedule for two weeks. The eight of you would be flying out for a snowy retreat in the mountains.

The cabin you had arrived at resembled more of a mansion but Jimin waved you off, insisting the eight of you needed the room and soundproof walls.

Jungkook, Seokjin, and Yoongi were eager to hit the slopes while Jimin, and Namjoon were eager to hit the private skating rink.

Hoseok, Taehyung and you headed for the hot tub with a speaker and snacks.

You sighed the moment your body sunk into the tub, groaning when Taehyung sits beside you and splashes you. He laughs instead of apologizing and you flip him off.

Hoseok chuckles from his spot as the speaker turns on and his latest single fills the air.

“How’s the wedding planning?” Taehyung asks and Hoseok groans.

“What?”

“Did you know planning a wedding is more stressful than launching a new album? At least it feels that way when you’re being asked if you prefer roses or lilies, buttercream or fondant, sky blue or baby blue. Which is not the same color if you’re wondering,” Hoseok sighs heavily as he tilts his head back to look at the night sky.

Taehyung whistles. “Damn.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to have an input in everything but there’s so much stuff. It’s overwhelming sometimes. I’d marry Seokjin at Park Entertainment if I could.”

“I’m sure it’ll all be worth it when the day comes,” you grin as you place your hand on his.

“I’m sure,” Hoseok nods. “It’s just everything all at once. We have cake tasting when we get back and a few other things but the wedding is set for Spring so not too long now.”

“Have you picked a best man?” Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“Yoongi,” Hoseok responds and Taehyung pouts.

“Of course you’ll all be part of the bridal party. Namjoon is Seokjin’s best man.”

“I’ll remember this when it’s my turn,” Taehyung mutters as he dips his head into the tub and flips his hair, splashing Hoseok when he comes back up.

Hoseok wipes his face, ignoring Taehyung’s poutiness.

“And that’s why certain choices were made.” Hoseok sighs heavily.

The next morning, you sit on the couch beside Jungkook. A warm mug of hot chocolate is in your hand, while Jungkook flips through the movies on the streaming site.

Jimin yawns as he comes down the stairs with his cute bedhead, an oversized sweater, and grey sweatpants that hug his thighs nicely.

“Morning, love,” he greets before kissing your cheek. You smile as you scoot closer to Jungkook to give him some room.

Jimin wraps you up in his arms, kissing your cheek.

“I missed you yesterday,” you coo as he pouts when you move away to be able to look him in the eyes.

“Missed you too,” he murmurs into your shoulder. “We can have dinner tonight. Just us.”

“And we can all meet you for dessert!” Jungkook claps. Jimin laughs, “Sure.”

“Dinner with my man and dessert with my best friends? Sounds wonderful!” You smile, kissing Jimin’s cheek one more time before you rise.

Jimin whines when you leave him, curling up to Jungkook instead.

“Sorry! I have to meet Seokjin, Hobi, and Tae for brunch. We’re going over a few wedding things,” you explain before running up the stairs to get ready.

Jungkook waits until you’re out of the room. When the shower starts upstairs, he deems the coast clear.

“Do you have it on you?” Jungkook asks with a huge smile.

Jimin nods.

“Lemme see! Lemme see!” Jungkook shakes Jimin’s shoulder roughly again and again with each word.

Jimin curses, pulling his friend’s hands off of him. He looks over his shoulder at the stairs to make sure you’re not around. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the surprise because of Jungkook’s overeagernes.

Just before leaving on this trip, Jimin had taken Namjoon and Seokjin with him to pick out a ring. He was going to propose and he wanted everything to be perfect.

There was nobody else in the world Jimin would rather be with. You were the one for him and he was certain of it. He was done being foolish, he was mending his relationship with his father, and what you and Jimin had was solid. Unbreakable.

“It’s gorgeous!” Jungkook exclaims. Jimin hushes him, shutting the box and sliding it into his sweatpants pocket.

“She’ll hear you,” Jimin hisses.

“Sorry! I’m just excited! I had to record when you guys went,” Jungkook pouts. He really wanted to go with but Yoongi had him on a tight schedule. The album would be released a week or so before Seokjin and Hoseok’s wedding and if Kook wanted time off for the festivities, he had to put in the work.

Taking time off for this trip was special; he would return to the studio right after it ended. He had photo shoots, music videos, appearances, and interviews once he got back but for now, Jungkook was just excited to be included in the proposal.

“Everything has to go smoothly, Kook. I want this to be everything she’s ever dreamed of,” Jimin smiles cutely. His cheeks are rosy and his eyes twinkle.

“Don’t worry about a thing,” Jungkook assures him. “All you and Sunshine have to do is show up.”

Jimin nods. He thanks Jungkook before he heads upstairs to pick out his outfit for tonight. Hoseok has a few outfits delivered ahead of time for the event and you had been too exhausted from traveling to put away your clothing. You found it easier to live out of your suitcase until Jimin helped you out everything up.

Your voice fills the bedroom, muted by the bathroom door as you sing. Jimin melts as he realizes he’ll be lucky enough to hear you sing every day for the rest of his life.

Dinner goes swimmingly.

Jimin has gifted you a beautiful gown. It’s off the shoulders, and a beautiful ruby red fabric that hugs your body amazingly.

All of Jimin’s attention has been on you. From before dinner drinks, to now as you finish your meal. The weather outside is milder than it has been, and you think nothing of it when Jimin asks if you’d like to see the gardens.

“I’d love to,” you agree as he rises from his seat before helping you out of yours. He laces his fingers with yours as he leads you away from the private dining room, and down a long hallway framed with gorgeous portraits.

“Close your eyes,” Jimin instructs as you reach a large door at the end of the hall.

“Why?” you ask with a pout.

“Because,” Jimin chuckles. “Don’t want to spoil dessert.”

“Ooh,” you giggle as your eyes close and Jimin reminds you not to peek as he leads you outside.

The chill of the wind makes you shiver as you step outside. You keep your eyes squeezed shut as Jimin leads you forward a few more feet. Your free hand moves to the gorgeous necklace resting on your chest, toying with it as the smell of chocolate fills your nose.

“Chocolate,” you nearly moan, smiling brightly. You hear a few chuckles and assume your friends have joined in for the dessert surprise.

A few moments later, Jimin comes to a stop. He lets go of your hand and reminds you to keep your eyes closed. You nod, wondering what in the world this surprise could be.

“Okay, open,” Jimin instructs, almost too nervous to speak.

Slowly, you open your eyes.

Candles burn all around you in the shape of a heart. Jimin is on one knee, his hand holding an open ring box with a gorgeous ring that takes your breath away.

Seconds later, fireworks go off and drones fly together in the sky and the words “Will you marry me?” Appear in the sky.

Your friends and family wait on the sidelines, awaiting your response.

Namjoon has to hold Jungkook back from running towards you, too excited to contain himself as two of his best friends get engaged.

The thundering of your heart drowns everything out except for Jimin’s dulcet voice asking if you’d marry him.

“Yes!” You breathe, tackling him into a hug.

“Whoa!” He laughs, clutching the little box with the ring tightly as you squeeze him and plant a million kisses on his face.

“She said yes!” Jungkook cheers. He jumps up and down beside Namjoon, who wipes a tear from his eye as the photographer takes a few photos before Jimin’s rising to his feet.

“Permission to approach?” Seokjin asks, smiling brightly beside Hoseok. Both are eager to wrap you up in their arms to celebrate.

“Yes, of course,” you say in between sniffles. Seokjin came prepared. He hands you a travel pack of tissues as he hugs you tightly. Hoseok wraps the three of you in a hug before Jungkook comes barreling through, “Lemme in, lemme in!”

Namjoon and Yoongi hang back, shaking their head as Taehyung crawls between Jungkook’s legs to get in on the hug action.

“He could have waited two seconds,” Yoongi shakes his head as Taehyung squeezes in, his head popping out from the middle of the group.

“Too tight!” Taehyung squeaks.

“Suits ya right,” Hoseok chirps, poking his curly haired friend.

Taehyung pouts before he slithers down the middle and crawls out through Hoseok’s legs.

Even after all this time, Taehyung can still get on Hoseok’s last nerve and he’d never trade it for anything in the world.

Once it’s safe to approach, Namjoon hugs you tightly.

“Oh, you’re going to be a gorgeous bride,” he states as he kisses your cheek. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

“Joon,” you blink back tears, hugging him right before he goes to Jimin.

Yoongi embraces you last. He holds you close, kissing the top of your head.

“I’m so happy for you,” he whispers. “I’m glad you two finally got your heads out of your ass to notice you love each other.”

“You know, I hope your best man speech for Hobi is better than this one,” you scoff.

Yoongi glares at you, tickling your side before he laughs. “You’d be so lucky to get a proper speech from me. Now, go cut the cake before I do.”

“Yes, sir,” you laugh as you walk away to join Jimin. He welcomes you into his arms as you head over to the glorious cake waiting for you.

It’s two tiers in the shape of a heart with vintage style decorations and a few pearls.

Jimin and you hold the knife together, grinning at each other as the tip sinks into the frosting.

“I love you,” you whisper, your gaze locked on his.

“I love you, baby,” he responds as he kisses your cheek.

You grip the knife tighter, feeling Jimin guide your hand with his. The two of you are friends, lovers, and partners. Today, tomorrow, and forever.

There’s nothing in this world that could pull you apart, nothing you can’t get through without each other.

Relief fills you as the knife hits the bottom and you lift it together to make the second cut.

This was just the beginning of your wonderful life. You had amazing, supportive friends, and the man of your dreams. You were beyond blessed.

“Here’s to the rest of our lives,” Jimin smiles as he feeds you a piece of cake.

You chew and swallow, licking your lips after. Jimin holds your hand in his, the ring placed on your finger.

Jimin’s thumb grazes the stone, and you can’t help but kiss him. Your arms wrap around his neck as his hands find their home on your hips.

You melt into the kiss, moaning softly as his lips descend toward your neck. Your fingers weave in his hair, tugging gently to make him moan as his teeth nip the sensitive flesh of your neck.

“I love you, Park Jimin. Only you. Now, forever, and always.”

Secret || PJM

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read-weep-repeat · 2 years

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Make it better

(A/N): A Drabble for the sugar baby! mc and soon to be series.

Warnings: Ceo! Caregiver! Jimin x Autistic! Regressor! MC, (no regression in this Drabble, it’s just mentioned), mentioned ot7 x reader, autistic sensory overload, use of title “daddy”, fluff

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“Daddy, make it stop.” You whined, muffled sobs scratching at the back of your throat. Your red, puffy eyes looked up to observe his panicked movements; his shoulders and back nervously flexing under a pale blue button down as he ran to his desk.

“Daddy’s got you, pumpkin.” Jimin mumbled, “Just one ‘sec”. His hands made quick work of his drawers, flinging them open for your items. He saw your normal regressive items like coloring books and crayons- not what he needed. His last drawer was tossed open haphazardly, throwing the contents around the wooden confines.

Noise Canceling Headphones and a small stack of clothing were pulled into his arms and laid onto the couch next to you. You were rocking back and forth with both of your knees drawn to your chest, and your palms held over your ears. Tears pricked and fell from the corners of your eyes, casting hot streaks down your cheeks. His heart tightened and his own eyes watered as you whimpered again. “C’mon.” He whispered, “Let daddy fix it.”

Getting to your daddies office was normally quick, easy, and not overwhelming. Today was the opposite. You had opted out of taking a taxi, thinking you would enjoy the walk. You did not. Walking along city streets was torture for your autistic traits. The cars whizzing by felt like a drill being jammed into your ears, the heat of the sun bouncing off the concrete stung your skin, and the scratchy feeling of your new sweater was sandpaper being used like a pumice stone on the calloused foot that was now your back.

Your meltdowns weren't as common anymore, now that you had boyfriends that took care of your sensory issues more than even you did, but they were never any less extreme. They always felt like an all consuming agony that ate away at you until the stimuli was completely gone.

Now, Jimin was coaxing your hands away from your ears to slip on your headphones and planting firm kisses across your cheeks. The firmness of his touch in moments like these was grounding, reminding you of the stimuli that was present and safe. You nodded when he asked if that was better, closing your eyes as he removed the last of the torturous wool touch.

“There you go, pumpkin.” He muttered, balling up the sweater and throwing it into the corner of his office. He made a mental reminder to check the tag. He’d need to add it to the running list of your texture aversions filling a certain file on his desktop. Your breathing steadied as he slipped one of his gym shirts over your form, fingers dancing happily across the satisfying fabric. God, he loved you in his clothes. He’s loved it since the first time he saw you curled up in his hoodie after a long date together, but it meant even more after you shared your diagnosis with him and his brothers.

Even though it was coincidence, the fact that none of his clothes textures seemed to bother you made him cocky. It was as if that small alignment meant you were made for each other, or at least he was made to take care of you. Which he would happily do until his last day. He sat down next to you, his eyes still glued to your satisfied expression.

“Thank you, daddy.”

His train of thought left him abandoned at the station as he looked over to you. Your eyes were fluttering across his features, with a calm smile spread across your face. Your eyes were no longer red, and the puffiness was decreasing quickly as you finally settled comfortably into the couch. Your hands made small adjustments, twitching and twirling in your lap. It was a calm stim he had come to recognize in the beginning of your relationship.

He smiled down at you. “Of course, pumpkin.”

You faced front again and continued your stims. Jimin watched, his chin in the palm of his hand and his lips quirked in a smile as he zoned out to the methodical twitch of your fingers. Your voice brought him back to attention.

“Can I tell you about the stegosaurus?”

He laughed, leaning his head back. You were perfect.

“Fuck yeah, pumpkin. Tell me all about it.”

#tw age regression #jimin x reader #caretaker!ot7 #bts x reader #bts agere #autistic mc #sugar baby mc #sugar daddy! bts

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davinashifts333 · 2 years

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Can you do sugar daddy headcanons for all the members like namjoon?

BTS AS YOUR SUGAR DADDY:

⚫️summary; you know what it is & don’t lie lol. basically how all the boys would act as your sugar daddy.

⚠️warnings; smut implied, swearing, adult activity, nsfw, not for kids so 18+ ONLY, etc. thanks.

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KIM SEOKJIN:

-would 100% want to degrade you.

-likes thicker girls so he’s obsessed… LOKE OBSSESSED with marking your thighs.

-demands that you call him Mr.Kim or Mr.WWH, of course.

-loves to call you Honey or Sweetheart… in a low raspy tone…

-sweet in the streets but dirty in the sheets.

-loves to shower you with jewelry & presents.

-to your shocking surprise? he actually LOVES being dominated. like him getting to lay back while you throw it back on him? YES.

-can we talk about how he begs you to leave hickeys on his shoulders & scratches on his back? they’re like his trophies of how good he fucked you the previous night.

-very much… MAFIA SUGAR DADDY VIBES…

MIN YOONGI:

-when I tell you this man is so shy yet so fucking horny for you… he literally will do anything & everything to make sure the others know you’re HIS.

-loves to call you Kitten & Babydoll.

-loves when you call him Daddy or Daddy Suga, either one.

-he 100% becomes Agust D in bed… nothing can change my mind… he WILL demolish you & dominate you until you’re trembling under him.

-loves to hold you close after he’s done having his way with you.

-is so intimidating in public but will melt in your hands at your slightest touch.

-despite being the “toughest” member, he definitely does anything & everything for his Kitten.

JUNG HOSEOK:

-is literally a GODLY Sugar Daddy.

-CAN & WILL make sure youre dressed head to toe in designer clothing & accessories.

-CAN & WILL make sure to have a choker with HIS name around your neck.

-CAN & WILL make sure the whole world knows whos name you scream every night.

-will often joke about how flexible you are compared to him.

-despite being a literal ball of sunshine this man as your Sugar Daddy is another level of hot.

-loves to call you Sweetie or Baby.

-loved when you call him Hoba or Daddy Hope.

-is quite literally the sweetest thing in & out of bed & will always make sure you’re okay with anything he does because despite him wanting to hear you scream his name, he still is a gentleman.

KIM NAMJOON:

-do we really have to say this man WONT degrade you? because HE WILL.

-the dirtiest motherfucker out there when it comes to you being in public, at a club or meeting with him & in a tight little dress HE bought you, as he whispers what he wants to & WILL do to you when you get home.

-will demand you call him DADDY MONSTER or Daddy Joon & nothing less.

-loves to call you his Princess or his Naughty Little Girl.

-will 100% have daily presents for you just for breathing dude.

*for more, go read my previous post about KNJ as your Sugar Daddy. 🫶🏼*

PARK JIMIN:

-is the most romantic yet dirty Sugar Daddy ever.

-has a bundle of 100 long stem red roses sitting on a table next to the skimpiest lingerie waiting for you when you get home.

-he will 100% be wearing a matching set of his own (basically just a lace speedo) in bed waiting for you to walk in on him.

-loves to be called Mr. Park or Big Daddy J.

-loves to call you his Pretty Cum Slut or his Dirty Princess.

-will 100% have you ICED THE FUCK OUT in diamonds & other expensive jewels.

-Jimin… I mean Mr. Park… would be the type of sugar daddy to pull up outside your job in a flashy ass limo waiting for you to come out so he could take you home.

-loves to have his hands around your leg, waist, on your ass or even in your back pocket if you’re out & about with him.

-will post cryptic shit with his hand around your neck & then delete if in 5 minutes.

KIM TAEHYUNG:

-the most mysterious yet a bit crazy Sugar Daddy to exist.

-he will be so jealous at times that he will make sure to leave his hand print on your add so if anyone was to see it, they wouldn’t touch you.

-will show up with your favorite flowers & favorite clothing brand (obviously something expensive) after a rough night.

-loves to be called Mr. V/ Mr. Kim or Daddy V. but also only allows you to call him Taehyung because you’re the only person who sees his vulnerability…

-loves to call you his Tigress or his Feisty little thang.

-would be the type of sugar daddy who watched you & the people around from a far just to make sure you were safe.

-like Jimin he would be cryptic on social media but take it down after sending the fandom into a mess.

-would love to see his name on your body in any way, shape or form.

-loves to bathe you, it turns him on lowkey so it always ends up with shower sex.

JEON JUNGKOOK:

-my favorite one to do this for currently since this man is my bias wrecker.

-to start this (longest) part Jeon Jungkook would a gazillion percent be the type of sugar daddy who was so possessive & handsy but dangerously jealous at the same time.

-he would want you to call him Daddy JK or Kookie only & if you didn’t he would 1000000000% punish you.

-seeing as the whole perilla leaf debate made jealous Jungkook a HUGE turn on for me… our Golden Maknae would most certainly love for you to feed him.

-if he saw you as much as standing too close to a guy he thought liked you, he would swoop in, & grab you in the most inappropriate way possible while roughly making out with you, while locking eyes with said guy…

-would choke you like no one’s business.

-would love to have you tattooed on him so he gets your lips tattooed on his chest, not too big but just big enough for you to always end up kissing that same tattoo.

-would want to see his name tattooed on you & have it visible enough for when you wore those skimpy dressed he loved so much on you.

-he would 100% be like Massimo from 365 days, possessive, dangerous, tattooed SEX GOD, who only bows down for HIS woman & HIS woman only.

-would have a mommy kink because being the baby of the band he most definitely loves being dominated.

-would beg you… BEG YOU… to sit on his face.

-is such an ass AND tits man.

-if you have tattoos he would 100% be tracing them after sex.

-speaking of sex can we all agree that… Daddy Jk… I mean Jungkook loves to fuck you anywhere & everywhere? like if he was in RM’s studio & got a sudden urge he would take you into the restroom, hike up your skirt/dress & fuck the living shit out of you while trying to keep you quiet.

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MORE TO COME! ENJOY! (also i’m not a smut write or usual smut writer but i’m not opposed to writing it. I just get shy thinking it won’t be good. so forgive me.)

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fix you | p.jm (pt. 1)

pairing : rich player!jimin x poor abused!reader (not by m. lead)

genre : strangers to friends to strangers to lovers, lovers au, angst, smut

trigger warnings : daddy issues, non-con (sometimes) bullying by m. lead

summary : does love last? can it be turned into hatred? can it be something so precious that you regret letting go of it? can you fix it?

-> 01 | 02 | 03 | Epilogue

m.list

winter 2013 : freshmen year

you sat on the bleachers, swinging your legs as you doodled in your sketchbook. you weren't bothered by the lack of company on an especially cold winter day. after all, you had your favourite company - your sketchbook and music. what else did you need? "hey, is this seat taken?", a boy about your age asked of you while you merely shrugged in response and scooted far away when he sat too close for comfort. you paid him no attention as you continued sketching some mindless art for which you'd definitely receive no appreciation from your parents. but who gives a fuck about what they want!? "want one?", the boy asked you as he pointed at a pack of cigarettes. "thanks.", you said as you tucked it inside your coat pocket and resumed doodling. you decided that it would serve the purpose on the sculpture you were carving to submit at the exhibition. "aren't you gonna take a swig?", the boy asked as he looked at you with an inquisitive gaze. "i don't smoke." "too bad. or else we could've been smoking buddies." "i am suddenly glad that i don't smoke.", you said as you stopped doodling and sparing him a second glance, walked away to find a semblance of tranquility away from his incessant questioning. "avoiding me isn't going to help you!", he yelled as he you kept walking.

spring 2014 : sophomore year

"i prefer this one over the others.", that same annoying guy butted into your shopping at the convenience store as you stood in front of a row of different types of ramen. "i don't remember asking for your opinion, boy." "damn, grandma! i've got a name!", he joked as he breached your personal space. "not interested. and our tastes clearly don't match.", you said as you picked whatever you needed and headed over to billing. "always the cold shoulder, huh? how long are you gonna pretend to not like me?" "i actually don't like you. you're not someone i'd hang out with, given a choice." "you don't mean that! everybody likes to hang out with me!" he clearly looked offended at your statement and that seemed to be a tiny victory in your heart, even though it was pretty insignificant to revel in. "that'll be ₩2500." you handed the cashier the exact change and left the annoying guy behind. lord only knows why he was so desperate. weirdo.

*****

you entered your home only to hear raised voices coming from the kitchen. you sigh as you proceed directly to the backyard. "serin!", you whisper-shouted as you tried to find your younger sister. "unnie....i'm here.", she whispered as she emerged from behind the bushes. "did they scare you again?" "appa is drunk again and eomma is mad because he lost his job today. i think she's going to leave tonight.", your sister confides in you as you hug her close. "i'll speak to eomma. for now, let's get to your dance class. everything will be fine once you return home.", you shushed her as you both quietly left the house. "do you think appa is a horrible person?", she asked you. "um....he is a person with a lot of problems and no solutions. he's a good person beneath all this." "then, why does he hate us so much? i heard him say how he wished we were boys instead of girls. do you think he meant it?" "that was just his anger speaking. he of course doesn't mean those words! you're his little princess, after all." "and you unnie? what are you to him?" serin's question took you by surprise. you couldn't remember a time when he referred to you as anything other than a mistake. "unnie?", serin's voice brought you back to reality. "sorry, serin-ah. i'll come pick you up later, okay? i love you!", you yelled after her as she proceeded behind the glass doors.

*****

you rushed towards the dance class location, trying not to let your injury hamper your progress. "darn it!", you cursed as you limped to the building, only find it under lock and key. you felt anxious as you looked around. "unnie!", your sister's voice reached your ears and you turned around to find your sister running towards you. "where were you!? i was so worried!" "some gang members had caught hold of her and were trying to exact your father's debts from her.", an annoying voice you'd recognize anywhere reached your ears. "and i suppose you were there along with them!", you flared up. "unnie, he rescued me. he's my hero! is he your boyfriend?", your sister asked inquisitively. your face turned red, the previous accusation fresh in your mind. "i....thank you. for helping my sister.", you said sheepishly. "no need. did you know, our siblings are friends. who would've thought.", he mused with you as his brother emerged from behind him. "jihoon is your brother!?" "yup. jihoon, say hi to noona." "its alright. he doesn't have to.", you say embarrassed as you tried to leave. "why don't you join us for ice-cream? the more the merrier!" "um....", you looked at your sister who looked eager. you finally relented as you all made your way towards the nearest store. it was going to be a long afternoon.

fall 2014 : sophomore year

"hold up, y/n!", jimin's voice reached out to you as he slung his arm around you. "hands off, player.", you said as you walked ahead to your locker. "have lunch at the cool table today? my hyung's are dying to meet you." "no thanks. i'm good without the extra attention." "damn, you really hate the spotlight. what if i say i'll protect you?" "have no need of male protection.", you said as you walked away with an eye roll.

*****

"y/n, right?", a cute brunette guy stopped you after class. "yes?" "i wanna get to know you better. sit at the cool table with me.", he asked but sounded more like an order. "not that type of girl." "do you even know what my type is?" you rolled your eyes as you tried to leave, but was blocked by a blonde dude this time. "why don't you quit your tough girl look and comply for once in your fucking life." "why don't you mind your own fucking business, asshole!?", you said as you pushed past him into the hallway. what weirdos! you decided that you'd knee them in the face next time you saw them.

*****

"bitch, get me more money!", your father shouted as he hit your mom in front of you and your sister. "eomma!", serin cried out as you tried to shield her from your father's anger. "fucking slut, sleep with anyone and get me some money! you!", he yelled at you as he dragged you by your hair and slammed you against the kitchen cabinet. "tell me where the money is! i know you know! i know it!", he said as he gripped your arm tightly. "appa, i don't know! we don't have any money! we gave you everything!", you said while you bit on your lower lip trying not to cry. "fucking bitch! slut! i saw you with a hot boy! he looked rich! ask him for money! get it anyway!", he yelled at you as he left the room in a huff as your sister ran towards you and hugged you. "eomma?", you both crawled towards her as she lifted her bloody face to look at you both. "y/n-ie, don't do anything stupid. i'm going to ask my boss for more money.", your mother said as tears streamed down her face.

*****

"y/n, what are you doing here?", jimin asked you as you stood in front of his apartment at 3 in the morning. "jimin, do you want to sleep with me?", you asked him bluntly, face devoid of emotion. "what the fuck, y/n! its three in the morning and you come to my apartment offering me sex!?" "the question is do you want to fuck me or not. and pay me for it. use me like you want to." "y/n, you're clearly not in your right mind. come in and sit. i'll make you some coffee." your sudden offer scared jimin. it was not untrue that he did not dream of ever sleeping with you. hell, that was the reason why he had approached you at first. he liked you. too much. and he wanted to make love to you, not fuck you like the other girls - devoid of any feelings for them. he made you coffee and offered you a dry shirt, shorts and a towel to get changed. he's got to admit to himself that you wearing his clothes was the hottest thing he had ever seen. they reached up to your knees and left a lot to the imagination. "um.....now, mind telling me what's going on?", he asked trying to push away the image of you underneath him. "its nothing. i just want money, i guess." "you don't need to sleep with me to get money. we're friends. i can always lend you some." "i am not some charity case, jimin! and we are definitely not friends! we look weird together! the rest of the school doesn't think we're friends! only you do!" "do you think we're friends?", he asked in a soft voice as he looked at you. "doesn't matter what i think." "it fucking does. its a simple question. do you think we're friends?" you shake your head, knowing that no matter how much you wanted to be jimin's friend, you did not exist in his world. "do you really mean that?" "i do.", you steeled your heart, trying not to show the pain on your face. jimin took in a sharp breath, closing his eyes. "so, just fuck me and give me money. that's all i want from you." "why should i? girls throw themselves at me, money or no money." "all but me. don't tell me you've never dreamt of sleeping with me. isn't that the very reason you approached me in the first place?" "y/n....you want money, right? what for?" "to spend it on mindless things, of course! its human nature to crave money. desire it." "the truth, y/n.", he said in a cold voice. you sigh as you look outside the window. "i need money for my dad. he's going to kill my mother, or else.", you admit in a small voice. jimin closes his eyes as he lets his feelings wash over him one last time. then, he pulled out a cheque and handed it to you. "take it. i don't want to sleep with you. we're no longer friends. i never want to see you again.", he said as he left the room and shut his bedroom door with a loud bang. tears streamed down your face as you picked up the cheque from the table and left the apartment. you felt cheap and dirty. but most importantly, you felt heartbroken. alone. you didn't know you'd miss the feeling of another person this much. you had no idea.

fall 2015 : junior year

last year, jimin had ignored you. he had completely iced you out and you had nobody but yourself to blame. "miss y/n, here's your schedule. have a good junior year ahead!", the receptionist said cheerfully as you headed to your homeroom. you realized once again how lonely you were. no friends to talk with, no people to share summer stories with and no one to invite you to parties. "may i sit here?", a soft voice asked you as you looked up to find a gorgeous girl staring at you. "um....just so you know this is the social pariah table.", you said. "don't mind! i'm a transfer student and my accent's gonna make me a pariah anyway.", she said as she plopped down on the chair beside you. "name's anastasia. what do they call you?" "apart from crazy, witch and stoned? y/n." "i like your sense of humour! we're gonna go well together!" "tell that after you've stayed here for a week or two. mingle with me and not even your transfer student card can save you here." "whatever. show me around school at lunch!", she said as she jumped away to whatever class she had next. you sighed as you picked up your bag. school sucked and you wanted out. "watch where you're going loser!", one of the guys from the football team shoulder bumped which led to you losing your balance and falling on your ass. you could hear camera shutters go off and you tried to get up from the ground quickly. "don't you guys have anything better to do?", jungkook, the captain, asked as he offered you his hand. "i'm fine.", you muttered as you gathered your bag and tried to leave but found your way blocked by someone. looking up, you saw jimin staring down at you while the rest of the boys stared you down. "excuse me.", you said as you tried to walk past him. "you were pretty rude back there. don't you think you owe my friend an apology?" "for what!? not accepting help when i clearly didn't need it!?", you burst out as you pushed past him, angry tears adorning your face. fuck him for having power to make you cry like this. its time you got over him and started living.

not a week later, anastasia dumped you for....let's just say cooler girls. high school sucks and so do rich wannabes. but it wasn't a huge difference from your usual. except the fact that jimin and his goons bothered you less frequently as the year progressed. perhaps they were finally bored of their childish acts. maybe you could finally take a breather for the time being.

[to be contd.]

#jimin #park jimim #jimin bts #bts jimin #park jimin bts #kpop angst #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #friends to lovers #daddy issues #abuse victim #smut ff

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mysinsforbts · 2 years

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Jimin baby I be feeling the last few days like I need you to fuck me till I can't move or walk please can you i know you're busy a lot but please daddy jimin I need this

"What a needy other half I have~",

a chuckle left jimin's mouth, walking towards you. Slowly, step by step. What an intimidating sight. As he continued to speak the look in his eyes got darker,

"Don't worry daddy is never to busy to ruin his precious babe! Actually it has been on my mind for a while now.. seeing you..",

jimin paused, now standing infront of you. A hand gently lifting your chin up. Biting his lip at the sight infront of him,

"with your eyes rolled back, your mouth drooling..",

he continued to speak as he caressed his thumb over your lips,

"the only thing you can say is my name and your legs are shaking! What a truly stunning sight that would be! Soo~ Do you want to do it now? Right here?~",

jimin had leaned down to ear, whispering with a seductive voice. You two were at home, yet it felt like you were in public, hiding an embarrassing secret. Jimin's effect on you was really something huh?~

(Sorry about the ending jjdjf )

#bts smut #park jimin smut #bts jimin smut #jimin smut #kpop smut #bts asks #bts ask #bts reactions #bts imagines #park jimin reactions #bts jimin imagines #jimin reaction #park jimin imagine #jimin imagine #dom jimin #daddy jimin #sinask

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lokisasylum · 6 months

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So JK Solos are dragging Jimin, BTS, Calvin Klein, EVERYONE they can think of--

All because Golden's title track didn't debut at #01 on BB????

Even with all that push??

And its everyone's fault?

O__o even us PJMS, who they continuously mock, harass and insult??

Because WE didn't stream FOR HIM and instead minded OUR business and kept supporting OUR fave???

#awwwwwww did daddy scooty run out of money #they want our validation SO BAD #Jimin you will always be famous #imagine if golden boi had received the SAME treatment jimin got on his debut #SABOTAGE included

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sweetestofchaos · 2 years

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BTS’ Scenario to...𝑆𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑒𝑥 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑

𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽/𝗋𝖾𝗇. (⇟ 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⇟)

𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎

Jimin

Standing in front of the three full length mirrors, Jimin takes in the three piece suit that he’s wearing. It’s a deep blue color that reminds him of the darkest parts of the ocean. He’s a groomsman in a friend’s wedding and this is his last fitting before the wedding in a month. From the front of the store, he can hear the bell ding, letting him know that someone else has come into the store. He can hear muffled voices as they get closer to the dressing room and Jimin looks up when he hears the sound of a child speaking.

“I don’t wanna wear it! Mommy, please?”

“Marcus, you got bigger right? We gotta make sure your suit still fits.”

Jimin chuckles hearing the little boy huff and give in to his mother’s wishes. Pushing his hair from his face, Jimin watches as the little boy walks into the dressing room with a frown on his face. He spots Jimin and his eyes widen.

“Whoa! Park Jimin!” Jimin gives Marcus a soft smile and steps down from the square platform he is on. The little boy’s frown turns up bright into a blinding smile. “Mommy! Jimin’s here!”

The sound of heels clicking fills the air and the smile on Jimin’s face fades when he sees Y/N walk into the fitting room, holding the hand of a little girl. Y/N scratches the back of her neck and smiles gently at Jimin.

“Hello, Jiminie.”

Jimin’s voice is stuck in his throat, so he just smiles and bows slightly. “Y-you look good…Y/N-ah.”

“You know Mommy?” Marcus and the little girl’s eyes are the size of dinner plates from hearing Jimin say their mom’s name.

Jimin’s eyes crinkle at the question and he nods his head slowly, “Your eomma and I…we’re good friends.”

“Jimin, these are my twins. Marcus and Amirah. Say, hi, Mirah.”

The little girl, Amirah hides behind Y/N’s legs and peeks around making Jimin smile wider. He squats to the floor and waves. “It’s nice to meet you, Amirah. You’re just as pretty as your eomma.”

Amirah giggles and Y/N rolls her eyes. Leave it to Jimin to turn a four year old into a giggling mess. Y/N walks over to one of the dressing rooms and motions towards Marcus. “Come on, we have to see if your suit fits.” Y/N can feel Jimin’s eyes on her and she glances over at him. “He’s the ring bearer in Kimmy’s wedding.”

“Kimmy? Song Kimmy?”

“Yep, she’s finally getting married!” Y/N laughs just as an older man walks into the fitting room holding Marcus’ suit.

“I’m in the wedding too. I’m one of Heochan’s groomsmen.” Jimin gestures to his suit and Y/N laughs of course they’re going to the same wedding. “Is Marcus the only one in the wedding?”

“No…all of us are in it. Amirah is a flower girl and I’m a bride’s maid.”

“What a small world.”

Y/N nods her head at Jimin’s words and clears her throat, “I need to get Marcus together…so see you around?”

“Oh! Y-yeah…” Jimin quickly grabs his phone from his dressing room and holds it out to Y/N. “It would be nice to hang out sometime, you know? I’ve really missed you, Y/N.”

Y/N looks at Jimin’s phone and takes it after a moment, typing in her contact information before she hands it back.

“I’m happy that you’re doing well for yourself, Y/N” Jimin pats the top of Marcus’ head affectionately and clicks his tongue. “They are beautiful children. Your husb-”

“It’s just the three of us.” Y/N bites her lips, she didn’t not mean to cut Jimin off like that.

Jimin licks his lips and moves some hair from his face, “I’ll see you around. Maybe we’ll be paired up at the wedding.” Having nothing more to say, Jimin goes back into his dressing room and changes into his regular clothing. He leaves the store and goes right to his car. In the passenger seat, he takes a deep breath and curses when he feels tears burning his eyes. He laughs at himself for being so pathetic, how can he cry about Y/n having children when he’s the one that pushed her away? Jimin wipes at his face and clears his throat. “Maybe this is my second chance.”

Taehyung

Taehyung enters the park with Yeontan beside him. The small dog looks around excitedly with its tongue hanging out as it’s little legs hurry to keep up with Taehyung’s long strides. There are a few children playing football in the distance, some couples walking together, and a handful of other dogs being walked. Taehyung keeps his head held high as he walks, the mask and sunglasses on his face helping to hide his identity. As he walks the sound of crying catches his ears and Taehyung looks to see a young boy, no older than four running his way. The little boy is being chased by some ducks and Taehyung bites back a laugh.

“Tannie, go!” Taehyung lets Yeontan off the leash and the little dog goes right for the ducks distracting them from the little boy just as he trips and falls. “Oh!” Taehyung rushes over to the little boy and picks him up. “Are you okay? Awe, your knee!” Taehyung rocks the little boy in his arms and rubs his back, looking around hopping to spot the child’s mother or father. “Where is your eomma?” Taehyung questions as he pulls away and starts to wipe at the boy’s face with his hands.

The little boy sniffles and stares at Taehyung with large watery eyes, “Mommy went to get water.”

“Ah, let’s go sit and wait for your eomma, okay? Can I carry you?” Taehyung looks at the boy’s scraped knee that is bleeding pretty badly. The little boy nods his head and Taehyung smiles before he pushes his sunglasses up on top of his head. Making sure his grip is okay, Taehyung stands to his full height and the little boy cuddles into Taehyung’s chest. “Tannie! Come!” At the sound of Taehyung’s voice, the little dog growls one last time at the ducks before he runs after Taehyung.

Sitting on a bench, Taehyung sets the little boy beside him. “What’s your name?” Taehyung questions as he digs around in his bag for a handkerchief or band aid.

“D-Darrin.”

Taehyung pulls his mask down and smiles, “Hi, Darrin. I’m Kim Taehyung.”

“Hyung…I want Mommy.” Darrin cries and Taehyung frowns.

“Eomma will be back soon. It’s okay…” Taehyung’s frown deepens when he sees that he doesn’t have anything to clean Darrin’s knee with. “Come here Tannie.” Taehyung picks the little dog up and Darrin looks at the dog with a weak smile. “Do you want to hold him? His name is Yeontan, he’s really nice.”

Darrin nods his head and Taehyung carefully sets Yeontan in his lap, making sure the small dog stays still. Darrin giggles at Yeontan starts to lick away his tears.

“Darrin? Darrin?”

Taehyung looks over his shoulder as a woman’s voice calls Darrin’s name and his eyes widen. Standing about two yards away, his ex from a few years back is looking around with a plastic bag in his hand.

“You stay here with Tannie. I’ll go get your eomma.” Taehyung forces the words out and he jumps to his feet, quickly jogging over to his ex. “Y/N!” Taehyung calls her name and Y/N turns her eyes widening when she sees Taehyung. “Darrin fell and hurt his knee. He’s sitting on the bench with me and my dog Yeontan.”

Y/N nods her head and follows Taehyung to the bench. “Mommy!” Darrin spots his mom and Yeontan jumps off his lap, running over to Taehyung. Y/N squats down in front of Darrin and wraps him up into a tight hug. Darrin cries into his mom’s chest and Taehyung slowly sits down on the edge of the bench.

“T-thank you, Taehyung.” Y/N offers Taehyung a watery smile before she turns her attention to her son and starts to clean up his bloody knee with her bottle of water. She pulls some wet wipes and a small pack of band aids from her purse making Taehyung smile. There is nothing in the world quiet like a mother. They are always prepared for everything.

“You-” Taehyung bits his lip stopping whatever stupid thing he was about to say.

Y/N stands up and sits beside Taehyung, Darrin and Yeontan running off to play with each other. Y/N sighs and glances over at Taehyung, “He’s not yours. Don’t worry.”

Taehyung nods his head at Y/N’s words. “Do I know his father?”

“Nope and neither do I. It was a drunken night and I never saw the guy again.”

“Shame. He’s missing out on a great kid.”

“Yeah?”

Taehyung nods his head and licks his lips, “C-can I take the both of you out for ice cream? If it’s not too much of a hassle, I would like to catch up and get to know Darrin better.”

“Why?”

Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, “I’ve missed you and I was right; you look beautiful as a mother.”

Y/N huffs a laugh at Taehyung’s words. “I guess ice cream wouldn’t hurt.”

Jungkook

Jungkook is at the end of the signing line, and he is having the time of his life meeting with Army. Everyone is having a good time, joking around, and getting to know who Army is a little better. Taehyung’s excited gasp catches Jungkook’s ear, and he tries really hard to focus on the Army in front of him, but he can’t ignore how the rest of the guys seemingly are all gushing over the cuteness of one Army. A little giggle makes Jungkook smile, and he knows right away that the Army must be a child. Jungkook risks a look to his left and his heart melts. The little girl has on a black dress that has Cooky’s face all over it and her hair is pulled into two little space buns that again have Cooky’s face dead center in both. ‘So cute!’ Jungkook thinks to himself, and his smile widens when the little girl skips right in front of him.

“Hi! I’m Corrie and I’m four-“Corrie holds up four of her little fingers with a proud smile. “Jungkook oppa is my favwit a-and Cooky is my best friend!”

Well, Jungkook’s heart is no longer beating. How can this little girl be so cute? His nose scrunches as he laughs, and he leans over to pat Corrie on top of her head.

“This is a secret but…” Jungkook makes a big show of making sure the guys aren’t listening to him and Corrie giggles as she stands on her tip toes to get closer to Jungkook. Jungkook leans down and whispers loudly, “Corrie is my favorite Army, and she has the coolest hair ever!”

Corrie’s eyes widen and she jumps up and down excitedly. “Oh! Oppa this is for you! Me and mommy made it!” Corrie digs into her Shooky purse and pulls out a homemade card that is covered in stickers, sparkles, and messy handwriting. On the inside there is a picture of Corrie with a large smile on her face as she hugs her Cooky plushie. Jungkook notices that there is an arm in the photo just beside Corrie and the smile on Jungkook’s face drops slightly.

“Corrie? Is your eomma here with you today or your appa?” Jungkook questions and Corrie shakes her head.

“I don’t have an appa, but mommy is here!” Corrie turns around and looks around before she points out a woman standing closer to the wall, out of the way of all the other Armys. Jungkook blinks, not believing his luck. He knows that Alice In Wonderland tattoo anywhere.

Quickly, Jungkook scribbles his number on a scrap piece of paper along with a message for Y/N. “Corrie can you give this note of your eomma, please?”

Corrie nods her head and Jungkook walks around the signing table to give Corrie a tight hug making everyone scream and gush about how cute the two of them are together. Taking his seat once again, Jungkook watches as Corrie makes her way to Y/N and he smirks when Y/N takes the note. He watches at Y/N looks up at him and he waves before motioning to the staff member that will be taking Y/N and Corrie backstage.

Y/N sighs but still silently agrees to meet with Jungkook after the fan sign is over. ‘How could I be so blind…Corrie’s a mini version of Y/N’ Jungkook thinks to himself happily and his heart flutters. Looks like cupid is on his side today.

#soc bts #bts fluff #kpop ambw #bts jungkook #bts taehyung #bts jimin #exes to lovers #bts scenarios #daddy bts

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jjungkookislife · 2 years

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A Day Out

pairing: namjoon x f. reader x jungkook x jimin

genre: f2l, fwb, angst, smut [18+]

summary: It’s Jimin and Jungkook’s turn to take you out for the day but the three of you just can’t keep your hands to yourself.

wc: 13.1k

warnings: this is long overdue (literally been in the drafts since 2019?), not in order! daddy kink, heavy use of pet names (baby, babe, baby girl, princess, little one, doll), spanking, marking (biting, scratching, hickeys), semi-public sex, rough oral sex (f. giving and receiving), protected and unprotected sex, m. and f. masturbation, multiple orgasms (f. and m.), mentions of nudes and videos, double penetration, cum facial, cum swallowing, cock slapping, panty fetish, tiny impreg kink, alcohol consumption, some angst

a/n: almost 4 years after the original lol i’ve had this done for years but didn’t want to post it for reasons (and found it while deleting wips) but i posted on ao3 and i already had a banner ready for tumblr so here it is

date: October 4, 2022

Jungkook had stumbled into his apartment after Jimin, going straight to his bedroom, stripping his clothes off to pool on his bedroom floor as he entered the bathroom in his bedroom. He stumbled around, turned on the light and then made his way to the shower to turn it on. His erection stood proudly as he tried to focus on anything but you. It… didn’t work.

He waited for the shower temperature to be bearable before he stepped in, sighing as the water enveloped his body, washing away the sins of the night. He couldn’t stop thinking of your lips wrapped around his hard cock, his fingers buried in your tight pussy as you moaned for him and only him. He wanted nothing more than to go rip you out of Namjoon’s apartment and impale you on his cock… but you weren't his for the taking. He’d have to wait until tomorrow afternoon to bury himself inside you, but it seemed like an eon away.

Sighing, Jungkook finished his shower as quickly as possible, his bed calling his name. He wrapped a towel around his waist after drying his torso and stepped into his bedroom. He picked his phone up from the pile of clothes on the floor and grabbed a pair of sweatpants from his drawers. He threw his phone on his bed, took off the towel, and slipped on the sweatpants. His body was becoming well aware of how late it was and how long a day he had had. He pulled the covers off his bed and slipped under them, grabbing his phone and using the light from the lamp on his nightstand to help him see the screen.

He was surprised to see a message from you. He tapped it open, and a low, guttural groan left his lips as he saw a picture of you on all fours, cum leaking from your pussy.

“Fuck!” he cursed, head tilted back, eyes closed, as he took in a shaky breath to try to ignore the pulsing of his hard cock. He wondered if Jimin had received the same picture, knowing you were more than generous with them.

Jungkook couldn’t help but wrap his hand around his cock, using his pre-cum to slide it up and down. He hadn’t had time to have sex while on tour, always having full schedules. He couldn’t help but feel a little jealous of Namjoon, having you to get him off whether on the phone or over video chat. On countless nights, Namjoon had declined to hang out with the boys to chat with you. He wasn’t naïve; he knew what was going on. Namjoon always rejoins the boys with a coy, dimpled smile, saying he had just gotten off the phone with you. Gotten off indeed.

Jungkook imagined himself bending you over his bed, ass up in the air for him to grab, squeeze, and use to fuck his cock into you. He imagined how loud he’d make you scream his name; the headboard of his bed smacking the wall as he fucked you good. He wanted to leave his mark on your body, show his hyungs he was more than capable of pleasing you, just like them. He wanted to wrap your hair around his wrist, fuck you onto his cock as you begged him to go harder, deeper, making you feel him in your stomach. He had spent endless nights thinking about having you, Namjoon being more than generous with sharing you.

You rivaled Jimin when it came to wanting attention. Namjoon knew you needed more than he could provide while on tour. It was made aware he came first, literally. If the boys wanted a turn after, he was all about it. That didn’t mean you wouldn’t send teasing nudes to the two younger men, teasing the hell out of them minutes before they had to go on stage with their tight pants and raging erections.

You didn’t play fair, knowing how they all reacted to you and your innocent act. You had all three wrapped around your little finger and they reveled in it. That being said, the boys were more than capable of playing your game, sending you nudes and videos of them getting off to your pictures and videos. All three had their collection of your nudes, exchanging them in their little group chat.

Jungkook sped up. Images of the first time Namjoon had allowed him to fuck you clear in his mind. It had been a quick encounter. He hadn’t had too much time to enjoy or appreciate your body for all its glory, but after a long talk with Namjoon, he had gotten permission to fuck you again tomorrow. He relished in the feeling of you warm and wet, wrapped around his cock tightly, moaning his name while Namjoon watched.

He had filled you so well, your body aching for his touch. Sloppy kisses, lewd moans, and obscene noises filled the room as Namjoon sat back and watched you use Jungkook’s hard cock to get yourself off while Namjoon stroked himself.

“Fuck, _____!” Jungkook hissed, his abdominal muscles clenching as he neared his peak. He didn't slow, he continued to pump himself, eyes closed tightly as he remembered how he came all over your face that night. You had allowed him to take pictures of you, which he definitely used to get himself off. He remembered the way you had eagerly licked some of his cum off your mouth, and that memory was enough to have him cum furiously in his hand. Strands of white on his fist as he breathed in and out, his hand milking the rest of the cum out before he threw his free arm over his eyes to regain his composure.

He breathed in and out harshly, giving himself a few minutes before he walked to his bathroom and cleaned himself up. He didn’t bother putting his sweatpants back on before getting into bed, setting an alarm on his phone, turning off the lamp, and falling asleep.

Down the hall, Jimin wasn’t fairing much better. He had immediately gotten into the shower after saying goodnight to you. He was feeling slightly aroused, more so knowing he’d be buried in you in less than twelve hours, and he couldn’t fucking wait. He had to share you with Jungkook, but he didn’t care. He was just glad to have the chance to have you wrapped around his cock once again.

This tour had been unbearable. He hadn’t had time to fuck anyone, always being too tired to, even when he had a day off. He knew the one time he had fucked you before leaving for tour, a rare show of generosity from Namjoon; a quick fuck when he had walked in on the two of you.

Jimin hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it, even if Namjoon had sat back and watched the whole time. It made him want to prove himself to you and him, showing off the talent of his hips. You had moaned for him so loudly that Jungkook had asked him what you and Namjoon had been doing fucking in Jimin’s bedroom. Jimin had waved the younger man away with a wink.

It wasn’t until the boys had left for the tour that you had gotten bold, after a talk with Namjoon, and created a group chat named, Boys I’ve Fucked and added all three of the men, much to Jimin and Jungkook’s surprise.

Minnie Um...I’m sorry, what?

Kookie So I’m not special, huh?

Daddy Welcome guys!

You had giggled at their response, instantly sending them nudes, knowing they had a rehearsal in less than fifteen minutes. You had riled all of them up, earning yourself a lecture at the end of the day from Namjoon.

Jimin finished his shower, hearing Jungkook was still in his. He walked back into his bedroom, a gray towel wrapped around his hips as he looked through his drawers to pick out a pair of shorts to throw on. He had yet to unpack their bags sitting in the living room, dropped off by the staff in their absence.

Jimin found his phone in his discarded jeans pocket and he sat on his bed, opening the message you had sent him. He fell back on his bed, overwhelmed by the sudden blood rushing down to his dick, fully hard in just moments.

Jimin added the picture to his collection, laying back on his bed. His hand lazily stroked his cock over the material of his shorts before he took it out, going to his album of nudes you had sent over in the past few months they had been on tour.

He opened a video you had sent him, you were laying naked on his bed, legs spread open, fucking yourself with a dildo he had bought you. His name fell freely from your lips, and your back arched, begging for him to fuck you; fill you with his cum. He watched as you writhed, moans becoming airy, one hand clenching his sheets tightly as you screamed his name loudly as your orgasm hit. You rode it out, a moaning, fucked-out mess. You then walked over to the phone, giggling as you showed the mess you made on his sheets.

“Sorry, Minnie!” and you blew a kiss to the camera before the video ended.

Jimin plays the video again, his abs clenching as he nears his orgasm, your name falling from his lips in a whimper. The sensation is too much, hearing your moans in the video, his grip on his cock, knowing you had been on his bed to get yourself off just for him was all too much.

He cursed, body stiffening as his hot cum covered his hand and stomach, pumping the last of it out of his dick before he slumped into the bed. His breathing was heavy. He pulled himself out of bed to the bathroom in the hallway to get cleaned up. He then returned to his bedroom and got into bed, dreaming of the adventures tomorrow held.

You grumbled as you heard a knock on the bedroom door, your hand flying to smack the chest of the man sleeping next to you. You heard his groan in response, your hand shaking him awake as you buried your face under the covers, trying to cling to your sleep. The knocks came harder, faster, and louder; seeming annoyed at the door.

“Joon, make it stop!” you whined, grabbing the pillow and covering your head with it to drown out the pestering sound, but it was no use.

Namjoon grumbled, grabbing his boxers and putting them on before walking to his bedroom door and opening it, a scowl on his face. He was greeted with a scowl in return from his silver-haired roommate and best friend, Yoongi.

“Jungkook dropped this off for her. He said to get her ready in two hours,” Yoongi stated, shoving the shopping bag in Namjoon’s hands and leaving to return to his bedroom, angry at having been woken up. Namjoon shut the door once he was gone.

Namjoon turned to face you, head buried under the pillow, sheets covering your ass, leaving your back exposed.

“Baby, you need to wake up,” Namjoon said, sitting on the bed, his large hand reaching out to touch your skin. You pushed him away, curling into a ball trying to cling to your sleep.

“I guess I’ll have to tell Jimin and Jungkook you don’t want to go,” Namjoon shrugged, a smirk on his face when you shot up immediately, shaking your head.

“I’m up! I’m up!” you shout, making Namjoon chuckle. He reaches over to grab his phone, noting the missed calls from Jimin and Jungkook. It’s only 10:35 am, so there’s still time for Namjoon to get off once before he sends you on your way.

“Come here, little one,” he instructs, pulling you into his lap. His lips kiss your neck, his tongue tracing the marks he’s left.

“Daddy’s first rule,” he murmurs, your content sigh filling his ear, eyes closed as you relish in the early morning attention.

“Daddy cums first,” you reply obediently, feeling his fingers tracing the bruises they have formed on your hips. You mewl softly, wanting Namjoon to touch you, already feeling aroused in his lap.

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Want you,” your voice is just above a whisper as he pecks your lips gently. His hand moves up your body from your hip, stopping at your breast to squeeze it before he moves it to your neck. He holds you firmly, his lips pressing against yours harder, his tongue swiping at your lip. With a moan, you allow him entrance and feel him caress your tongue with his. You move to straddle him, feeling his erection pressed against you, his hands cupping your ass and kneading it with need.

Your moans are muffled by his lips, your body grinding against his. You break away, panting, your eyes meeting his dark ones.

You stroke his cheek, taking in every beautiful feature. He has today and tomorrow off before he’s thrown into practices, award shows, and photoshoots. He has so graciously allowed you to spend the day with two men he considers his brothers, just to make you all happy.

“Tomorrow, I’m yours,” you whisper, lips placing kisses all over his face before lingering on his lips, your teeth nibbling on the bottom one, earning a moan from him. His hand comes down roughly on your ass. The thundering sound makes your pussy clench around nothing.

“Daddy,” you moan, feeling the stinging of your ass, his large palm rubbing the area to soothe the soft pain.

“Tell daddy what you want, little one.”

You keen at the pet name, your stomach filling with fluttering butterflies as warmth begins to fill the pit of your stomach. You become overwhelmed by the man beneath you; you’re so in love you can’t contain it much longer.

“You,” comes your whisper, your lashes blinking softly to radiate innocence, but he knows better.

“I don’t have time for games, baby girl. I need to get you off and send you on your way,” Namjoon smirks, his hand coming to stroke your cheek softly, his pink lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss. Your lips move together, his tongue sliding into your mouth when you moan, hips rocking against his impulsively.

A curse leaves his lips, breaking the kiss he breathes in heavily. His pupils are blown, his heart pounding in his chest as he has you raise your hips, allowing his throbbing erection to tease your entrance. He gripped himself, the head slowly inching into you, your essence coating him generously as he slowly has you sinking on him.

His hands are on your hip, breath caught in his throat as you take him so well. He knows he can’t go too hard, knowing Jungkook and Jimin are aching for their turns.

Namjoon relaxes into the headboard, the pillows supporting his head and back. “Get what you need from Daddy.”

You moan obscenely, loving the way he refers to himself as daddy. Making the fire in your stomach burn harder, your eyes shut as you allow yourself to reel in the pleasure. Your hands are laced in his perfect locks, your hips moving with ease as you feel his gaze on you.

You open your eyes, smiling at the man who has captured your heart as he fills you deeply. Your body loves the way he hits all the right spots, his hands squeezing your ass.

His lips come to your neck, his hand tangled in your hair as he holds you still. You clench around him, his groan muffled by your flesh as he sinks his teeth into you. You gasp in pain and pleasure, moaning salaciously in response, his hand coming down to smack your ass.

“Daddy, I won’t last much longer,” you breathe, feeling the stickiness of your sweat as you pick up the speed of your movements, your thighs burning in protest as you exert yourself.

“Take what you need from me. I’m yours for your pleasure,” his whisper has you melting, feeling yourself falling over the edge as your orgasm consumes you.

You collapse on his chest, his warm hands rubbing your back as he whispers praises in your ear. You revel in his soft voice, allowing yourself to cling to him before feeling him twitch inside you. He hasn’t cum.

You push yourself up, your lips brushing against his as you get off his lap. You grab a pillow and slide it under your knees as you get on the floor, Namjoon repositioning himself so that he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, his feet flat on the floor, with you kneeling before him.

“Such a beautiful girl,” he hums, his hand caressing your cheek before he sends you a gentle smile. He loves the way your eyes looked glazed, your body still thrumming from your orgasm. Your hand reaches out for his slick cock, your lips wrapping around him, causing him to moan.

“That’s it, baby. Take daddy’s cock like a good girl,” Namjoon coos, his hand tightening his grip on your hair as you bob up and down. You like tasting yourself on his cock. It spurs you to take him deeper, gagging on him when you meet his pelvis. You hold it, your eyes meeting his as you swallow.

Namjoon’s eyes shut, hissing low as you pull back and repeat your actions. You break, using your tongue to tease the head of his cock, swirling it around before slinking down on it.

“You’re doing so well. Make me proud today, okay?” Namjoon asks, sighing in contentment when he feels your tongue teasingly lick at his balls. A low growl leaves his lips as you flatten your tongue along the underside of his dick, taking him in once again.

Your mouth feels so warm and wet. The sounds spilling from your lips are music to his ears. He wishes he could fuck your pretty little mouth all day but he knows you need to get ready. He feels your hands on his thighs, your mouth widening as much as you can as you inhale through your nose and take all of him in your mouth. You meet his gaze, eyes watering as you inhale and exhale, your throat constricting on his cock as you swallow. Namjoon shudders, pleasure burning his body as he pulls you off his cock. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re such a dirty girl for me.”

You blink at him before pouting, but he wraps his hand around his cock and begins stroking himself.

“Stick out your tongue for me, baby,” he commands, your eyes shut as you stick your tongue out. You can hear the lewd noises he’s making as he jerks off, his soft grunts filling your ears as you wait patiently for his cum. Your arousal begins to pool at your belly once again.

“Fuck, baby girl. Fuck _____,” Namjoon growls before you feel the first spurt of his cum hit your face, the second and third landing on your tongue.

Namjoon is cursing, milking the rest of his cum out of his cock to land on your face before he sighs joyfully, completely spent.

“Hold it for me, baby.”

You remain in place, not moving an inch as you wait for Namjoon. You hear him moving around before you feel his thumb at your eye, moving the cum out of the way.

“Open your eyes slowly for me.” his voice is soft, hesitant.

You open your eyes, seeing him hold his phone as he takes a picture of your cum covered face. You try your best to smile but can’t do so very well without the cum on your tongue threatening to spill.

“Swallow for me, baby,” Namjoon tells you and you do so, showing him your clean tongue after.

“You’re such a good girl,” he praises you, his lips brushing yours as he picks you up and carries you to his bathroom for a shower.

After a shower, Namjoon has you on a bar stool eating breakfast after you get dressed in a black skirt and a tank top courtesy of Jungkook. You make sure to wear comfy wedges and do some light makeup with a matte lip color before throwing your hair into a high ponytail.

Namjoon joins you for breakfast, his large hand resting on your bare thigh, sliding up and down as he eats his breakfast by your side. You’ve used up a lot of time with Namjoon and his cock, now trying to finish breakfast before Jungkook and Jimin come by to pick you up.

You’re just putting your dish in the dishwasher when Jungkook and Jimin waltz in with smiles on their faces as they see you walking towards them.

“Jungkook!” you yelp as he picks you up, twirling you around, making you giggle before he sets you back on the floor. His lips are on yours immediately, your hands tangled in his dark locks, moaning into the kiss, allowing his tongue to slip past your lips and taste you. A low growl reverberated against his chest, making your arousal pool in your panties. He had just walked through the door and had you turned on. It was going to be a long day.

You felt his hand go down your back before going under your skirt, squeezing your ass as he roughly pulled you towards him, your hands moving to his firm chest.

“Fuck,” you breathe when the kiss ends, his dark, lust-filled eyes meeting yours. You bite your lip, wanting to continue, but Jimin has had enough, and grabs your hand, kissing your lips gently to greet you. Namjoon chuckles as he stands from his seat, walking over to you three. “Have fun, baby girl. Make me proud.”

You feel the heat rush to your cheeks and nod, Jungkook taking your hand in his and giving you a reassuring squeeze.

“Take care of her,” Namjoon’s voice is deep, serious as his jaw gets stiff, eyeing the two younger men who are going to be taking the love of his life away for the day without him to watch after her.

“We swear, we’ll protect her with our lives,” Jimin swears, trying to reassure the older man.

Namjoon’s jaw doesn’t relax. “I want her here by midnight and not a minute later, understood?”

Jungkook and Jimin nod in agreement, releasing you so you can kiss Namjoon. Namjoon wraps his arms around your waist, one hand on your ass, the other holding your chin so he can kiss you as passionately as he wants. Your soft whimpers make him want to keep you for himself instead of letting you go out.

“Call me if you need me, babe,” Namjoon whispers, his forehead resting against hers, his eyes locked in her gaze. Your hand reaches out to stroke his cheek, getting him to release the tension in his jaw. “I’ll be fine.”

Namjoon nods stiffly, his eyes leaving yours to send an icy look at Jimin and Jungkook. “If she uses her safe word, I want her back immediately. Am I clear?”

His voice rings across the apartment. Both men nod and promise that they’ll return you in perfect condition and abide by his rules. Namjoon is hesitant to let you go, but at last, he does, his fingers lingering on your wrist before letting you go fully. With a wave, Jungkook leads you out of the apartment, leaving Namjoon a stressed-out mess.

In the elevator, Jimin’s hands are on your hips, his lips kissing at your neck, making you moan in response, letting his hands wander under your skirt.

You pull apart when the elevator dings open, allowing another passenger to enter. You clear your throat standing in front of Jungkook and Jimin before the passenger gets off three floors later, leaving you three all alone once again.

“Thanks for the pictures and video last night, babe,” Jungkook smirks, his hands coming to rest on your hips, his chin on your shoulder.

“Dammit, Namjoon,” you mutter, causing the boys to chuckle as the elevator finally reaches the lobby, opening up and allowing you to get out. Jungkook pulls the hood of his hoodie over his head, a face mask covering his gorgeous face as Jimin does the same, handing you a mask as well before pulling out a scarf and wrapping it around your head.

There’s a black SUV waiting for the three of you, the driver holding the backdoor open as Jungkook gets in first, followed by you and then Jimin. Jimin puts his seat belt on before helping you with yours as the driver gets back in the driver’s seat

Jungkook places his large palm on your thigh, sliding it under the material of your skirt. You gasp when you feel his cold rings touch your flesh. It makes you shiver when his fingertips touch your lace panties. You don’t make a move to remove his hand, instead; you spread your thighs to further encourage him.

Jimin sighs at the younger man but wraps his arm around your shoulder, his lips brushing kisses against your neck.

“You sure we can’t just go back to your apartment?” you whisper to Jimin, who has his hand on your breast, moaning at your question.

“Baby, please,” Jimin groans in reply as he moves his hands and lips off of your body before smacking Jungkook’s hand. Jungkook curses at him but moves his hand away, regardless.

“We want to take you shopping,” Jimin says, sending you his beautiful bright smile, Jungkook nodding from the seat beside you.

“We’d have more fun in your apartment,” you mutter, crossing your arms under your breasts, pushing them up so both men will look at them.

“I know, but we promised.” Jimin coughs, looking away from your chest to look out the window instead. Jungkook is rubbing his hands up and down his thighs, his ripped jeans clinging to his thick thighs. You bite your lip hoping he’ll let you ride them again later in the day. Your body feels like it’s on fire as you try to control your thoughts, but your arousal is starting to soak your panties and you don’t know if you can make it through the day without fucking one of the men beside you.

You sigh in defeat, knowing both men are right. You bite your lip, looking up towards the driver who has his ears burning red in embarrassment, and it is then you realize he has heard your conversation. Your face flushes with heat as you look towards Jungkook, only to notice his cheeks are crimson.

“God, this is why we do things privately,” Jimin bemoans and you elbow him in the ribs to shut him up watching as he pulls out his wallet and hands the driver a few bills in exchange for his silence.

Your eyes meet Jimin’s, your hand on his thigh as you slowly make your way to his belt, tugging it and biting your lip when his gaze meets yours.

“Baby,” he growls, making your thighs clench in response, but he notices, causing him to bite his lip; his hand running through his hair as he moves away from you. He can feel his hard cock throbbing in his jeans, and he knows he can’t shove it down your throat just yet. You’re driving him insane... all he wants to do is put you on your knees and put your sinful mouth to work on his cock while Jungkook watches.

His tone is enough to have you sitting up in your seat and shutting your mouth. You still want to get down on your knees and suck his soul out of his body, but his tone is his ‘no-nonsense’ tone that can lead to punishment. Instead, you shut your mouth and scoot closer to Jungkook, who’s happy to plant his lips on yours, not caring about Jimin’s small frame steaming next to you.

Jungkook isn’t shy with his pleasurable moans, egging you on to undo your belt and climb onto his lap. Your hips grind on him as his hands disappear under your skirt. Jimin fumes in his seat, hating being the responsible one in this situation.

“Jungkook, quit!” Jimin hisses and Jungkook waves him off quickly before returning his hand to your ass, squeezing it harshly, making you moan lewdly in response.

“Son of a bitch,” Jimin curses to himself, knowing there’s nothing he can do to keep you from grinding on Jungkook’s hard cock on your way to the mall. He thought Namjoon had quenched your pussy before coming out, but apparently, it wasn't enough.

Jimin was glad when the mall came into sight, pinching Jungkook’s bicep to gain his attention.

“What the fuck, Jimin?!” Jungkook yelped, rubbing his arm as he glared daggers at his offender. Jimin rolled his eyes, letting the driver know to drive to the furthest entrance to keep from being seen.

“Where do you want to go first?” Jimin asks as he helps you out of the SUV making sure all your faces were as covered as possible as you walk into the mall. People ignore all of you as you walk into the first store, taking your time to browse the clothing before deciding you don’t like anything.

Jimin takes your hand in his as Jungkook follows both of you, staying a few feet away from you to not draw any attention. You smile at Jimin as widely and innocently as possible before you drag him and Jungkook into a store that sells Kpop merchandise.

Jimin groans, throwing his head back in annoyance as you let his hand go to grab BTS merch.

“Put that back, baby. We can get you all the BTS merch you want,” Jimin huffed in annoyance as you cackled and grabbed more items. Jungkook rolls his eyes but lets you do your thing, only approaching you when you stand at the cashier to pay. He hands the cashier his card before helping you carry your bags as you smile smugly out of the store. Jimin is still perturbed by your actions, but isn’t the least surprised.

“Where to next?” Jungkook asks, beating Jimin in rock-paper-scissors to take your hand. You ponder for a second before your eyes land on a lingerie store that you have been dying to go to. Smiling devilishly at Jungkook, you pull him towards the store bypassing all the people walking by you. You’re a woman on a mission with your eyes set on your destination as you drag a forlorn Jungkook and Jimin behind you. Jimin notices there aren’t that many customers in the store so he goes to approach the manager for a few minutes while you browse the lingerie with Jungkook in tow. Jungkook feigns being bored, but his eyes scan all the lingerie, swallowing harshly as he sees a lace white set that would be perfect on you. He picks it up, showing it to you before pushing you in the direction of the dressing room. You try to protest, but it’s futile against the strong man.

A few minutes later, Jimin pops his head into the dressing room smiling proudly, “take your time, I paid off the owner to shut down the store until we’re done.”

“Jimin!” you gape at the gorgeous man in front of you, pulling him into the dressing room with you by tugging on his shirt. He looked surprised for a second before your lips met his, your back pressed against the mirror as he wraps your legs around his waist. His lips brush against your neck, making you moan his name in response as you tug your tank top off, exposing your bra. He smirks, kissing down your neck to your cleavage, his hand undoing the clasp.

“Baby, please,” Jimin whines, making you smirk.

“Shh,” you hush him as you cling to his shoulders, running your hands down his back to leave your pink marks on his skin. He groans in response, his cock twitching in his pants as you moan his name. Your body is fueled with a desire for Jimin, your sexual appetite not satisfied by your morning romp with Namjoon.

“Jimin,” you whine as your bra falls down into your arms before you toss it to the small bench in the dressing room. His plump lips make you feel like your body is on fire as he kisses your neck and makes his way to your exposed tits. You weave your fingers in his hair, moaning when his tongue licks your hardened nipple, and your back arches into him.

All sane thoughts leave your head as you relish the feeling of Jimin’s tongue on your burning skin. Your soft moans fill the small room, the curtain not doing much to muffle your sweet moans.

“Jimin,” you gasp as he pulls on your nipple, harsher than intended, making your pussy clench around nothing.

“Fuck, baby. you’re driving me crazy,” Jimin groans in response, his hands kneading your breasts before he pulls your black skirt down, allowing it to pool at your feet.

“Jimin, we’ll get caught,” you protest, but Jimin shushes you with his lips, his hands on your hips as his tongue slides past your parted lips.

“I paid off the owner.” he reminds you. “We’re fine, baby girl.”

“Fuck,” You moan, enjoying the way Jimin’s hands are exploring your body, familiarizing himself with it once again. Jimin toys with the waistband of your panties, his fingertips brushing against the wetness that’s soaked through and smirking before his hands are moving upward again. Jimin decides to leave you clad in just panties for now.

“You look so fucking good, princess,” Jimin moans, kissing your lips once again, his smooth hands running up and down your thighs making you keen into his touch.

“Jimin,” You moan, feeling his plump lips on your neck as his hands slide down your body to rub at your wet folds, forgetting where you are at.

“Let me suck your dick,” you pout before dropping to your knees, pulling on his black leather belt before undoing it and his pants’ button then pulling down the zipper. You tug his pants down, letting them pool around his ankles before biting your lip at his tight boxer briefs that hugged his frame perfectly.

“______,” he breathes before giving in and letting you pull his snug boxers down his perfect thighs, letting them pool at his ankles as well.

“Yum.” you chirp stroking Jimin’s hard cock in your hand, spitting on his cock to make it easier for you to stroke him with your spit, mixing it with his pre-cum.

A deep, guttural moan leaves his lips, making your pussy clench in response as you imagine him filling you once again.

Your tongue licks a stripe up his cock from base to tip making Jimin moan lustfully. You can’t help but slowly swirl your tongue around the head of his cock, your lips slowly taking him in your mouth. His hands are laced in your hair as he pulls you further down his thick cock.

“Come on, baby girl, don’t fucking tease me! This might be the only day I get to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.”

With that said, you take him in your mouth, loving the way his thick cock feels in your hot mouth. You swirl your tongue along his length, letting him hit the back of your throat before relaxing and swallowing around him.

His groans encourage you to keep going, your head bobbing up and down his cock, the head hitting the back of your throat before you swallow, making him shudder. His cock is covered in your spit, his heart is racing in his chest as he pulls your mouth down his length, holding you in place for a few seconds.

“Jimin,” you gasp seconds before you’re choking on his dick again, his hand gripping your hair tightly as he makes you choke on his thick, pulsing cock.

“What the fuck are you guys doing?” Jungkook pokes his head into the dressing room after waiting outside for a while.

“Jimin, the fuck?” He chokes out as he sees you taking Jimin’s cock down your throat as you kneel before him in just your panties.

“We’re fine, I paid off the owner,” Jimin grunts in response to Jungkook, who is still in shock.

“Shut the curtain,” Jimin demands, making the younger man step inside and shut the curtain after him. He remains silent as he watches you suck Jimin’s cock fervently, not deterred by his sudden appearance.

“Fuck, baby girl you take my cock so well!” Jimin groans, eyes shut as his fingers tighten on your hair, your scalp burning at the grip but it just spurs you on to take his hard cock further down your throat, swallowing to make his knees quiver. His sweet curses fill the small room, Jungkook’s cock hardening in response as he watches you take Jimin’s dick like a champ.

Jungkook moves to sit on the small bench, his jeans feeling extremely tight on his body, his head lolling back as the sound of you slurping Jimin’s cock fills his ears, making him groan in response. He unbuttoned his jeans, pulling the zipper down as he forces his eyes to remain open to watch you deep throat Jimin naked.

Jungkook wants a turn, but he settles for watching you deep throat Jimin’s cock, both of you growing sweaty as you continue your efforts to please his elder. He loves hearing you gag on his cock, pulling off to cough or to catch your breath before eagerly going back to wrap your pretty lips around the head again. He hopes you'll suck him off with as much fervor as Jimin.

“Fuck baby girl!” Jimin exclaims, making Jungkook buck his hips upwards as Jimin takes his erection out of your pretty little mouth and smacks his cock on your cheek before shoving it back in your mouth, making you gag. Tears pool at your eyes before they fall down your flushed cheeks.

“You’re so good, babe. You take this fucking dick so well,” Jimin grunts, eyes fluttering close as he revels in the feeling of your throat.

You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head up and down his throbbing length, letting his moans and groans spur you on as you suckle his cock, taking him deep in your throat while breathing through your nose. Your nose settles in the soft hairs of his pubic bone before you retreat gasping for air.

“Let me fuck you,” Jimin groans as he pulls you off his cock by your hair held tightly in his hand. He pulls you off your knees until you’re standing before him as Jungkook watches on curiously.

“You’re such a good girl, babe. Let me fuck you,” Jimin states. You nod in agreement quickly as Jimin runs his hand up and down your body, his fingers playing with the hem of your lace panties before he pulls them down your thighs exposing your cunt. You flush with heat, allowing him to take your panties off fully; you hold his shoulder as you daintily step out of them before he throws them to Jungkook. Jungkook catches them in his hand, taking his hard cock out of the confines of his pants and boxers, using the sodden panties to jerk off into, moaning at the feel of your juices on the panties.

“Jungkook,” you whimper as your eyes catch him wrapping your soaked panties wrapped around his erection while Jimin pushes you up against the wall, his lips planting kisses on your neck. You moan in return to spur him on. Your body feels like it's blazing. Jimin’s lips ignite a fire within you that only he can quench as he grips your hips, his plump lips meeting yours. You feel his eager lips on yours, his tongue poking at the seam of your lips asking for entrance, which you eagerly grant him. His warm tongue makes your body tingle in response.

You feel your back hit the wall, the cool surface sending a shiver down your spine as Jimin’s lips meet yours in a fervent kiss, his hands running up and down your side before he taps your thigh to get you to spread your legs. You're almost embarrassed by how wet you’ve become from sucking his cock, but all that is forgotten the second his two fingers are running over your wet folds, making you groan.

“You like that, baby? Like my fingers on your wet cunt?” Jimin asks, smirking proudly as he sinks his fingers into your entrance, making you moan his name huskily as he curls them, your walls tightening around them.

“Jimin,” you breathe satisfied as his fingers hit all the right spots, your own hands cupping your breasts as Jimin brings his lips to your neck, making sure he doesn’t leave any marks for Namjoon to find later on. Jungkook sits in his spot, jerking his cock as Jimin removes his fingers, sucking them clean before Jungkook hands him a condom that he rolls on effortlessly. He pins you to the wall, admiring the way your chest heaves up and down. Your lust-filled eyes meet his, waiting for him to make his move, his hands coming to grip your thighs to lift you. Your legs encircle his waist easily as you’re pinned between his sexy body and the cold wall.

Never in a million years did you imagine Jimin pinning you to a dressing room wall, his cock inches from penetrating your pulsing, soaked pussy. You were looking forward to being filled by his fat cock.

“Babe, are you ready?” Jimin huffs, his hand coming to push back his sweat-damp hair, making you bite your lip as you nod your consent. Jimin grasps his hard cock in his hand, the head rubbing up and down your wet slit teasingly, he smirks up at you behind his bangs.

“Jimin, please,” you whine, making him and Jungkook chuckle before he thrusts into you, making you keen obscenely. You don’t care who can hear you as Jimin sinks his throbbing cock to the hilt, leaving you feeling so full. A moan of his name leaves your lips like a curse, his hips meeting yours as he thrusts into you, your name escaping his lips repeatedly in gentle cries. Your clenching pussy makes him shudder as he revels in the feeling of your warmth.

Jungkook watches on, the head of his cock leaking pre-cum as your panties move up and down his length as he waits for his turn to bury his cock deep inside you. He watches Jimin intently, wanting to pick up any last-minute pointers before he has his turn to bury his thick, long cock in that sweet cunt that has him reminiscing about the last time he fucked you; no other girl compares to you.

The second Jimin is sheathed in your warm cunt, he has to keep from filling the condom with his seed; you feel so fucking good. His head is swimming in thoughts about the last time he got to fuck you, wanting nothing more than his hot cum filling you, making your body swell with his perfect seed. He grunts at the thought, knowing Namjoon would never allow it; but the thought is enough to have his cock twitching in your tight cunt.

“_____,” he moans gruffly, his hips already stuttering as you feel him clutch your hips tighter with his beautiful hands. You arch your back further, your ass meeting his cock thrust for thrust, enjoying the sensation as his forefinger rubs your aching, throbbing clit to help you reach your orgasm. He feels too good, your senses growing numb as your breath hitches in your throat; orgasm building as your moans fill the small dressing room. You’re calling out Jimin’s name as loudly as possible, his cock reaching every spot it needs to inside you, making you tighten around him as the knot in your stomach becomes undone.

“Jimin! Jimin!” You cry repeatedly as your orgasm crashes over you, pussy tightening around his hard cock, coaxing his orgasm out of his body with a deep guttural moan of your name from his plump lips.

On the bench, Jungkook is moaning your name over and over again as he cums into your panties, leaving them useless to you as Jimin fills the condom with his seed before pulling out of your cunt leaving you both panting, hot mess.

The dressing room feels stuffy, reeking of sex and sweat. To the side, Jungkook is wiping his cum with your panties, smiling sheepishly, cheeks tinted pink when he catches your gaze.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, his face burning as you giggle at him before grabbing your clothing and throwing it back on. You grab your items and head back into the store, taking your time to admire the different types of lingerie, allowing Jungkook and Jimin to choose a few pieces they would like to see you wear for them.

Jungkook walks beside you, his large hand resting on your hip as you look at all the different types of panties, your hands feeling the different materials before picking your favorites to hand off to Jungkook to hold in his free hand. His lips brush against the column of your neck now and then, feeling elated to be near you without Namjoon hovering over the three of you.

“Let me eat you out, baby,” Jungkook whines, his hips pressing into your ass as you lean over the table to grab a pair of black lace panties.

“Jeon,” you scold him as your eyes dart around your surroundings, but Jimin is the only one present on the floor and he’s too busy looking for a teddy in your size to pay attention to Jungkook’s antics.

“Please,” he whines again, his hand squeezing your hip before moving up to cup your breast, pushing the bra cup down to give your nipple a harsh pinch.

“Kookie, please,” you moan, loving the feeling of his hands on you but knowing it would be best to behave, especially since you had already gotten carried away in the car on the way to the mall.

“Did you get everything you wanted, doll?” Jimin asks with his arms full of different types of lingerie with a smirk and sparkling eyes. Jungkook smiles at Jimin, walking away to grab a few pieces he wanted to see you in before he met you and Jimin at the register. Jimin made sure his face was hidden under his mask and sunglasses as he paid, thanking the owner for shutting down the store for him. He carried your bags while Jungkook held your hand as you led them to the next store.

Jimin hands your shopping bags to Jungkook before he steals you away to a rack holding several skirts, picking a handful for you to try on. While you’re in the dressing room trying on your skirts, you bend over in front of the mirror, taking a picture of your pussy peeking out from under the skirt, and sending it to your group chat.

Daddy [1:58 pm] Where are your panties, little one?

You reply quickly, filling in your daddy on your adventures so far.

You step out holding your skirts only to see Jimin biting his lip as he looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your thighs.

“Really, doll? You had to send that?” his husky voice has your stomach pooling with heat as you walk past him, swaying your hips more than necessary.

Jungkook isn’t faring much better as he’s blatantly staring down at his phone, not bothering to look up as you walk past him to look at the rest of the clothing racks. Instead, this time, it’s Jimin who can’t keep his hands off you, playing the part of the handsy boyfriend as he whispers salacious things in your ear, his plump lips brushing against the flesh of your neck, nipping lightly.

“Jimin,” you groan as you try to look through the clothing, a fairly simple task if you didn’t have Jimin trying to slide his fingers under your skirt.

You elbow him, making him grunt in pain as you walk away from him towards a different rack of clothing. You pick out a couple of items before grabbing Jungkook’s hand to drag him to the cash register. He pays for your items, kissing you on the lips before carrying your items in one hand, the veins of his arm becoming more prominent before he takes your hand in his to lead you out of the store. You’re sure Jimin follows you as Jungkook takes you to a video game store nearby, your attention drawn to a few games while Jungkook picks out a few things.

“Do you want to get something to eat now or later?” Jimin asks as he comes up to you while Jungkook stares at a wall full of video games, most of which he already owns.

“Later,” you answer, wrapping your arms around his neck before you feel his lips meet yours. You allow him to kiss you for a few minutes before you remember you’re in public and that it doesn’t take much to rile him up and have him on you against a wall before burying himself deep inside you.

“Jimin,” you breathe, chest heaving up and down as you try to catch your breath.

“Yes, love?”

“Did you guys get a room?” you ask, biting your lip, as the questions leave your lips, earning a bright smirk from Jimin.

“Perhaps we did.” Jimin shrugs, feigning indifference.

“Jimin!” you cry in frustration, wanting nothing more than to climb onto his lap and make out with him, but unfortunately you can’t, seeing as you’re still in public. You see Jungkook paying for his items before walking over to him, curling up to his side, knowing he would easily give in to you.

“Jungkook,” you whine softly, lips in a pout as his dark brown eyes meet yours.

“Yes, baby?”

“I wanna go to the hotel,” you respond, eyes trying to portray your fake innocence to try to get your way. Jungkook looks over his shoulder to see Jimin shaking his head, suppressing a laugh.

“We can leave the mall, but we have a surprise for you,” Jungkook informs you, making your face light up as you get excited. You loved surprises.

“Shall we take her, Jimin?” Jungkook asks as he shoves his receipt in his bag before taking your hand and shoving your shopping bags in Jimin’s hands as he leads you towards an exit. Jimin struggled to call the driver with his loaded hands. Jungkook doesn’t bother to help Jimin, seeing as Jimin already had his turn to bury his cock inside you, and he could admit he was jealous. As much as he enjoyed jerking off into your panties, your warm, wet pussy had more of an allure.

You follow both men to your car, making sure to flash both men when you climb into the SUV. Jungkook curses as he climbs in after you, his hand on your thigh squeezing it before his lips trail kisses from your neck up to your jaw before his lips meet yours.

Your hands go from his broad shoulders down to his lap where his cock is easily hardening under your touch. You moan his name as your hand rubs his erection through his pants, breath hitching in his throat as he groans so deeply it resonates in your body as you undo his pants. Jimin doesn’t get the chance to protest as you move from your seat to your knees, shamelessly pulling out Jungkook's cock, wrapping your lips around it startling Jimin and your driver.

You don’t care about the audience as you slurp up his cock, moans reverberating against his length as you bob your head up and down, thanking your lucky stars for his stamina. Jungkook’s hand is gripping your hair tightly as he urges you to take him deep in your throat, not caring about how your gagging can be heard by the driver. Jungkook moans your name, encouraging you to keep going as Jimin’s cheeks flush cardinal.

It’s not too long before the driver has stopped in front of your hotel hoping the three of you will take your belongings despite him enjoying the show you had put on for him and Jimin. With one last teasing lick that has Jungkook bucking his hips upward, you plant a kiss on the head of his cock before tucking him back into his pants. Jungkook pouts, making your lips rise in a cocky smile as you climb over him to get out of the car quickly.

You bypass everyone with Jimin covered up with a hoodie and face mask as he presses the button to call for the elevator. He’s sure to keep his gaze downcast as the elevator arrives, the doors opening to allow the two of you in. He places all your bags on the floor before turning around, his arms wrapped around your waist as the doors shut, his body pressing yours against the back wall.

“Jungkook will catch up,” he assures you, as his lips brush against yours once he pulls down his face mask. You lose yourself to the kiss, the feeling of his hands squeezing your hips have you wanting more of him and his touch.

“Baby,” you moan, careful to avoid saying his name due to the camera present in the elevator, your hands aching to slip under his clothing to feel the ripples of his abs.

“Almost, darling,” he murmurs against your lips as he pulls you closer, his forehead resting against yours as he hears the elevator arrive on the top floor. He gathers your bags in one hand before the other laces his fingers with yours to lead you to your suite for the night. You allow him to lead you, sliding your hand into his jeans pocket to retrieve his wallet to take the key card out before putting it back.

As soon as the door opens, you walk inside, allowing Jimin to come in and set your bags down in the room's corner before you jump him. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling his lips down to meet yours, effectively catching him off guard as his arms wrap around your waist. He chuckles, breaking the kiss. “Woah! Slow down, baby!”

“I’ve missed you,” you admit bashfully as you allow him to lead you over to the couch before he pulls you onto his lap, his arms wrapped around your middle.

“I missed you, too. It was such an unbearable tour without you there.” Jimin nuzzles his nose on your neck making you giggle.

“I would have visited, but I almost got caught last time. It’s safer for me to stay here,” you sigh before you stroke his hair as his hand rubs your bare thigh. You enjoy the moment before the door opens once again to reveal Jungkook looking flustered as he takes a seat beside Jimin so he can still reach you.

“Had to pay the driver a little extra for her antics,” Jungkook chuckles, making your cheeks surge with heat.

“I couldn’t wait.” you shrug as you wiggle on Jimin’s lap until you’re able to place your legs over Jungkook’s thighs. His hand rubs your leg softly before you lean over to press your lips against his briefly before you feel Jimin move your hair over your right shoulder to have access to your neck. Jungkook’s touch is no longer innocent as his hand pushes your thighs apart so he can feel how wet you are.

“Take your top off,” Jungkook growls as he eyes your breasts squeezed into your shirt aching to be released. Jimin doesn’t give you a chance to respond before he’s pulling it over your head to throw on the floor, your bra joining it soon after. Jimin moves so you’re no longer on his lap but on the couch as he moves you between his thighs as Jungkook gets on the floor, spreading your legs. He licks his lips, your pussy glistening with your arousal as his hands move your skirt up so he can admire you better.

“She looks delectable.” Jungkook meets Jimin’s fiery, piercing gaze as Jungkook smirks before his finger runs up and down your folds, making you moan, head falling back onto Jimin’s shoulder.

“Don’t tease me, Jungkook. Please, I’ve been so good for you,” you plead as your eyes flutter shut, your hand clutching Jimin’s thigh.

“She has been good, Kookie,” Jimin agrees, making you keen as you stroke his muscular thigh in gratefulness. Your body burns with desire, your body wanting to be filled with pleasure as Jungkook takes a second before his finger slowly pushes against your entrance, your warmth enveloping his finger.

“Fuck, you’re just sucking it right up,” he notes as he slides it in and out before adding a second finger, your back arching as you fight the urge to squeeze him between your thighs, although you're sure he’d like that.

“Kook!” you moan as you arch your back for him, he chuckles in response as he smirks down at you, you’re sucking up both his fingers, keening for him as you become lost in your lust, moaning his name and begging him for more.

Jungkook placed a kiss on your thigh, his teeth nibbling it. You gasp in surprise as his tongue poked between his lips to soothe the pain. Jimin moved closer to you, his lips meeting yours, his tongue tangling with yours as his hands grabbed your tits. You moaned into the kiss lewdly, garnering Jungkook’s attention for a moment as he flattens his tongue to lick a solid stripe up your wet folds. You moaned his name. Jimin grunts in response as he cupped your face to pull you closer. Your body is heated, a sheen of sweat covering your skin as you place your hand on Jimin’s chest, letting it move down until you’re gripping his hard cock through his jeans.

“Fuck, _______. You have no idea how bad I want to bury my fucking cock inside your tight cunt,” Jimin groans as his lips plant kisses on the column of your neck, nipping it as you unbutton his pants. Jungkook continues to fuck you with his fingers, his tongue swirling around your clit repeatedly as your arousal soaks his hand.

“Jimin,” you moan as you finally release his cock from the confines of his pants and boxers, the head dripping with pre-cum. He hisses when you stroke him, rubbing the pre-cum down his length. Jungkook rolls his eyes, spreading your lips as he removes his fingers to fuck his tongue into you before he pops his fingers into his mouth to suck them clean. You fight the urge to clamp your thighs around his head, your legs draped lazily on his broad, muscular shoulders. His lips glisten with your wetness, your stomach pooling with arousal as you beg him to continue.

Jungkook adjusts you so that you’re lying on your side, your lips wrapped around Jimin’s cock while your legs are spread open for Jungkook to continue to eat you out. Jimin is stroking your hair softly, his mewls egging you on as you hollow out your cheeks, his cock brushing the back of your throat. You slurp, making his eyes roll back as Jungkook makes you moan right after. Your thighs tremble, whimpers escaping your lips as you bob your head up and down Jimin’s cock. Jimin lets his head fall back on the couch, his thighs clenched as he resists the urge to fuck into you. You’re bobbing your head up and down faster, the sound of you gagging on his cock has both men’s cocks throbbing. You swirl your tongue around the head, coating your taste buds in pre-cum as you suck on the head to tease him, your tongue licking his slit.

“Fuck, baby!” Jimin cries out, balls tightening and his abs as he fights the urge to cum down your fucking throat. He has you pull off his cock with a lewd pop, both of you flustered and sweating. Jimin kisses you, his tongue tangling with yours as he tastes himself on your lips. Jungkook’s tongue licks up your folds, sucking your clit as you moan for him, feeling your body clench as you arch slightly as an orgasm washes over you. Jungkook is relentless as he licks you clean, his shining lips on display as he rises from between your thighs with a smirk.

Jungkook pulls you onto his lap, his lips capturing yours as he has you straddle him. Jimin watches on, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it lazily as he watches Jungkook grind you down on his cock.

“Tell us what you want, baby,” Jimin states, his hooded eyes fixated on the way Jungkook is palming your ass, his lips sucking and nipping on your neck. Your hands reach out to undress him, his protesting whines swallowed by your lips as you kiss him until he’s undressed.

“I want you both,” you state honestly, your hand moving down to rub your clit, not able to help yourself as you moan. Your head lies on Jungkook’s shoulder, your whimpered cries making his cock stir, his hand wrapped around it. You’ve got both men at your mercy, your dripping pussy aching to be filled by their cocks. Their names roll off your tongue easily, your heated skin perspiring as Jungkook pulls your skirt down your legs to toss it to the side.

“Let’s get her to the bed, Kook,” Jungkook nods at his elder’s words, picking you up to carry you to the bed, where he lays you down carefully.

Jimin’s tongue sweeps across his bottom lip, his gaze fixated on you and Jungkook making out on the bed, hands exploring each other as moans fill the room. Jimin takes a seat on the edge of the bed, watching intently with a smirk on his lips as Jungkook pulls you to the top of the bed, your head nestled on a pillow as he kisses down your body.

Jungkook can’t help but mark your body, nipping at your hips until they bloom in color for him, a satisfied smirk grazing his lips.

“Let me suck you off,” you beg. Jungkook swallows thickly, knowing he probably won’t last long if you suck him off. He’d rather bury his cock inside you.

Jungkook looks at Jimin, doe-eyes wide and pleading with his elder for an answer. Jimin chuckles, his obsidian eyes glinting with mischief as he looks at you before looking at Jungkook. “Fuck her first, Kookie. Then you can fuck her face when you cum.”

Jungkook nods eagerly, appeased by Jimin’s solution as he has Jimin hand him a condom. Jungkook doesn’t waste time ripping open the packet, rolling the condom down his length before rubbing himself on your slick folds to lubricate himself further before pushing into you. You moan his name, your nails digging into his tan skin, his grunts making you melt under him.

Jungkook groans, hands on your hips as he sets a steady pace. You moan his name, euphoria washing over you as he fucks into your wet cunt.

Your moans spur him on, his abs tightening as he throws your legs over his shoulder. Your cunt pulsates around him, wet and warm. His head lolls back, dulcet moans escaping his pretty pink lips as he thanks Jimin for letting him fuck you first.

“How does she feel, Kook?” Jimin asks with a smug grin on his lips.

“Fucking amazing,” Jungkook groans, his sweat-slicked hair clinging to his forehead as his cock stretches your wet cunt. You dig your nails into his back, his name on your lips as he fucks you deeper.

Moans escape the both of you as Jimin watches on, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking himself. Jungkook kisses your neck, moans of your name mixing with curses from Jimin as Jungkook fucks into you harder, deeper. He fills every inch of you, his hips slapping against your ass as he holds you close.

“Fuck.” Jimin slows his pace, edging himself as he watches Jungkook thrusting in and out of you at a steady pace. The obscene sounds of your coupling almost make him blush. He bites his bottom lip, his hand reaching out to move your hair out of your face. Your hand grabs his wrist, your lips wrapping around two of his fingers, your tongue swirling around them, suckling them before releasing him.

Jungkook chuckles, lifting you into his lap. “Ride me, babe.” You nod, your breath is ragged as he helps you bounce on his cock before you slow, grinding down on him. His lips are on your chest in an instant. He cups your breasts, his lips wrapping around a pert nipple as his hand moves down to spank you. He grabs a handful of your ass, giving it a hard squeeze as your hand moves between your bodies, rubbing at your clit. You feel a fire burn deep inside you, your body tingling as your moans grow an octave higher. You cry out Jungkook’s name, repeating it like a mantra as your cunt tightens around his cock, his soft curses filling the air between you.

“Make her cum, Kook,” Jimin says, his hooded eyes focused on the both of you as you kiss Jungkook sloppily.

“So close,” Jungkook utters, his body sweating and hot as he thrusts upwards into you. You feel your orgasm take over you, your body falling into a euphoric wave that has you trembling on Jungkook’s cock. He holds you, his forehead planted on your shoulder, broken cries of your name tumbling from his lips as his cock releases into the condom.

He pants, falling limp onto the bed as you cling to him, not caring how sweaty you are. You stick together; you cringe inwardly but push past it as Jungkook strokes your hair, planting kisses on your face before he hands you off to Jimin, who welcomes you with open arms.

Jungkook smiles warmly at the two of you, his chest rising and falling as he tries to catch his breath.

“How are you feeling, love?” Jimin’s soft tone has you melting as he pulls you into his lap, his forehead resting against yours, his eyes locked on you.

You snuggle into his chest, pressing featherlight kisses on it before you’re moving down his body, lingering on his abs for a moment before your lips are wrapped around his cock. Jimin cusses, head spinning from the amount of pleasure coursing through his body.

“Please let me fuck you.” you pull off his cock with a pop before you kiss him. You nod with enthusiasm, Jiming helping you climb onto his lap. You grab his cock, teasing it by rubbing it on your clit before sinking on him.

“_____, fuck,” Jimin is losing himself to the feeling of you riding his cock raw. His lips meet yours in a passionate kiss that has your toes curling as your arms wrap around his neck, pushing your chests together.

Jimin kisses your neck, his plush lips marking your skin despite knowing better. You feel like heaven wrapped around his cock, your arousal allowing him to glide smoothly. Your nails dig into his back, your soft moans mixing as you ride him. His hands grip your ass, squeezing as his lips meet yours in a sloppy kiss, tongues intertwined.

Jungkook’s teeth sink into his bottom lip, a groan escaping him anyway as he watches Jimin’s cock fuck in and out of you. Jimin’s head lolls back, his neck exposed for your lips to leave their mark on his skin, something you take complete advantage of.

Jimin makes eye contact with Jungkook. His hooded eyes make Jungkook squirm, his hand faltering as he strokes his cock.

“See something you like, Kook?” Jimin’s tone has Jungkook melting into a puddle, barely managing to nod his head, his throat constricting, leaving him unable to speak.

“I asked you a question, Jungkook.” Jungkook’s eyes widened.

“Yes, I see something I like.”

“That’s what I thought,” Jimin smirks, his attention turning back to you. “Why don’t you get behind her, slide your cock in with mine?”

Jungkook nods. “Yes.”

Jimin grins, his hand sliding between your body and his. You gasp when his fingertips brush your clit, your thighs trembling as you hold him closer, your fingers lacing in his hair.

Jungkook moves behind you as Jimin slows his pace. You feel the warmth of Kook’s hands, a tingle running down your spine as you feel his index finger slide into you. A curse escapes you. Your forehead meets Jimin’s shoulder as his plump lips kiss the top of your head. His soft voice reassures you that if you need them to stop, all you need to do is say so.

“I’m okay,” you assure him, feeling Jungkook push in a second finger. You were used to being stretched to impeccable lengths because of Namjoon. Double penetration like this wasn’t new to you, and although it was your first time with both men, you knew you could handle it. Jungkook was cautious, his fingers moving slowly to match Jimin’s pace before his other hand reached out to grab the lube that sat nearby.

Jungkook and Jimin listened to every sound you made, searching for any sign of discomfort.

“I’m fine.” you smiled softly, your lips pressing against Jimin’s as Jungkook slid in a third finger. His lips pressed kisses on your shoulder, down your spine, unphased by feeling Jimin’s bare cock against his fingers. Unbeknownst to you, this wasn’t the first time the two of them had been this close with a woman.

“Think you can handle it?” Jimin whispers, pulling out of you to allow Jungkook to push into you, figuring it’d be easier on you for him to slide back in after.

“Yes, Jimin.” you try to keep your tone neutral, but you accidentally roll your eyes at him. Jimin’s gaze hardens, his hand coming down on your ass as you apologize.

“Let us know if you need us to stop,” Jungkook states as he pushes into you with caution, his large hands on your hips as he bottoms out. He holds you steady while Jimin pushes in after him, your breath hitching in your throat as your cunt welcomes the stretch. Your nails dig into Jimin’s skin, leaving crescents on him. Jimin bites back the hiss that threatens to escape as he looks over your shoulder to see Jungkook with his eyes closed, his lips parted as moans spill from his lips.

“Feels so good,” Jungkook grunts, his hair sticking to his forehead as sweat beads on his skin. His body is overwhelmed with pleasure, his heated skin pressing against yours as he slowly fucks into you. Incoherent cries leave your lips, begging both men to fuck you.

Jimin doesn’t need to be told twice as he thrusts into you, Jungkook following his lead until the two find a rhythm that works for you. You can feel tears running down your cheeks as you’re overcome with pleasure, feeling your stomach bulging slightly from both cocks fucking you. You sink your teeth into Jimin’s shoulder, your tears wetting his skin as both of them hold you. Your toes curl a broken cry of their names filling the space between you. They feel you tighten on their cocks, making it hard for them to continue fucking you. Jungkook can feel his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His grip on your hips loosens as he cries out in pleasure, his abdomen tightening as he cums one more time.

“Baby,” Jimin gasps, feeling Jungkook cum inside you, making it easier for Jimin to slide in and out of you a couple more times before he fills you with his cum. Jimin holds you and Jungkook, grunting as his breathing becomes erratic, eyes fluttering shut as he moans for you both. Jimin holds the two of you close, his hips bucking upward into you. “Ah, fuck. Jungkook, _____. Fuck.”

Jungkook finds himself blushing, swallowing thickly as he tries to keep his weight off the both of you, his arms trembling from holding himself up before he pulls his cock out of you and lays spent on the bed. Jimin follows suit, helping you lay on the bed between them. You can feel their cum spill out of you, but you’re too spent to care.

“Fuck,” Jimin smiles, his pretty eyes twinkling as he stares up at the ceiling. Jungkook echoes his elder’s sentiment, rolling on his side to look at the two of you, a small grin tugging at his lips as his hand comes to rest on your hip.

“So tired,” you mumble weakly. Jimin chuckles, pecking your cheek as he gets off the bed to start the shower.

“Are you feeling okay? We weren’t too rough, right?” Jungkook’s concerned tone makes you smile, shaking your head to reassure him that you're fine. Your hand caresses his cheek, his head moving to fall into your soft touch.

“Shower’s ready,” Jimin calls from the bathroom as Jungkook helps you stand, your legs wobbling comically as he wraps a strong arm around your waist to support you as he leads you to the bathroom. Both men help you shower, washing your hair and body for you before washing themselves.

When you head back to the bed, the sheets have been stripped and replaced. Your dinner is waiting for the three of you as you take a seat in between them.

You wish you had more time to spend with them as they glance at each other; you know they wish the same but you all know this little arrangement you had was all because of Namjoon and as much as you loved both men in front of you, your heart truly belonged to him.

Jimin has you all get in bed after dinner, a movie playing in the background as the three of you cuddle together, your hand laced with both of them until you eventually fall asleep. Soft snores escape your lips, your arm draped over your eyes as you sleep soundly.

Jungkook watches you for a long while before carefully getting out of bed, double-checking to make sure he hasn’t woken you as he grabs a flute of champagne and heads out to the balcony. The night chill sends a shiver down his spine as he takes in the nighttime view of the city. He takes a sip of his champagne, not caring too much for the taste but yearning for a distraction from the sinking feeling in his stomach.

Jimin joins him, not saying a word as he places his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. Jimin has an inkling as to what has Kook out of sorts, but remains silent as he sips his drink.

“It gets harder every time,” Jungkook admits in a quiet tone. Jimin is surprised he’s even heard him. “I hate leaving her every damn time we have to go away, and she’s not even mine. I’m supposed to be grateful for the half-day I get to spend with her. As if it doesn’t kill me to see her run back into his arms, as if my heart doesn’t break every time I see the way she looks at him.”

Jimin is speechless. He didn’t think the younger man felt like this. He knew what this was. They both did. Where was this coming from? Had he always felt this way, or was this a new development?

Jungkook finished his drink, poking his head inside to grab the bottle and to make sure you were still sound asleep; you were.

“Jungkook-”

“Don’t,” Jungkook interrupts, taking a drink straight from the bottle. Under different circumstances, Jimin would be proud, but right now, he was concerned. “Just... just forget I said anything, okay?”

“Jungkook, I-”

“Just leave it be, Jimin. Leave it be.”

Namjoon paces back and forth as the clock strikes midnight. He bites his bottom lip, eyes on the door as he waits for it to open. It doesn’t.

“I said midnight,” he huffs as the minute hands move and the door finally opens. Namjoon sighs in relief as he pulls you into a hug.

“I missed you,” he says as he kisses your forehead, moving you back to make sure you’re in one piece. You assure him you're fine as Jungkook and Jimin linger in the doorway with your shopping bags.

They set them in the living room before Namjoon has you tell them goodnight, informing you he’ll be waiting for you in his bedroom. You nod, watching him leave before you approach Jimin.

“Thank you for today, I had so much fun,” Jimin smiles, his eyes sparkling with happiness as he tells you he did as well before he presses a kiss to your cheek and wishes you a goodnight. He steps out of the apartment and you follow him and Jungkook into the hallway.

Jungkook gives Jimin a pointed look and Jimin hesitates to leave, but does so. He shakes his head as he heads to his apartment, sending the two of you one last look of concern. Jungkook waits for the door to shut before he turns to you, his hand cupping your cheek. His lips brush against yours softly, his other hand finding its place on your waist. He sighs deeply when the kiss ends. His heart feels like it’s breaking as his lips kiss your forehead, his hand on the nape of your neck. Your hands grip his shirt in fists, not sure what’s going on.

When Jungkook steps back, you notice the tears in his eyes.

“Jungkook-” he shakes his head with a forced laugh. He looks up at the ceiling, tears streaming down his cheeks. Your heart aches for him, you step forward to comfort him, to ask him what’s wrong, but he steps away from you.

“I’m fine.” he smiles as he sniffles. Jungkook knows better than to ruin whatever you have going with Namjoon, and no matter how much he yearns to be with you, he could never stand in between the two of you. With a heavy heart and tear streaks on his cheeks, Jungkook swallows the knot in his throat as his eyes meet yours.

“Goodnight, love.”

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