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“Have fun.” You smiled at them, waving them off.

You headed back to the kitchen, where a messy counter awaited you, the result of your little baking project that you’d been eager to start ever since your favorite TikTok creator shared the recipe.

“Uhhh, how many minutes again?” you murmured, opening the recipe on your phone. When you found your answer, you slid the tray into the oven.

While the cookies baked, you tidied up the kitchen, but paused when something outside grabbed your attention.

You lingered at the window, hiding behind the curtain as you watched them step out of their car. They must have just come from the gym, judging by the duffel bags slung over one of their shoulders.

Taehyung emerged from the car first, and you could feel the room getting hotter. His skin glistened with a light layer of sweat, his shirt draped around his neck like a towel, showing off his chest and abs. The gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, and his dark hair was damp, pushed back from his forehead, showing off his face… his intense eyes, his gummy smile, so fucking hot, his looks were an unfair match to all the other men in this world.

But then Jungkook came around from the driver’s side, and if anything, he was just as hot. His black top was soaked through, clinging to every part of his chest and shoulders. His arm flexed as he reached back into the car for his gym bag, tattoos flowing down his right arm like a watercolor painting. His hair was pushed back with a headband, a few strands peeking out to frame his face, from all the way here, you could see the flush across his face.

They were laughing about something, you couldn’t hear what they were chuckling about. Jungkook’s bunny like smile lightened up his face while Taehyung ran his fingers through his damp hair, they were doing nothing special but why… was that so attractive to you?

You stepped back from the window quickly, your face warm, heart hammering against your chest. Were they really that bad? Would it be so terrible to go say hi? Didn’t your parents always teach you to be polite? Why did they hate them so much anyway?

The scent of chocolate chip cookies crept through the kitchen, and a dangerous thought formed in your mind. Surely offering them some cookies wouldn’t be that bad?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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Your hand trembled slightly as you raised it to knock on their door. The box of cookies suddenly felt heavy in your hands, and your heart was beating like crazy.

What were you doing? Your father’s warning echoed in your mind, and suddenly this felt like the worst idea you’d ever had. You took a step back, ready to abandon this stupid idea of yours, but before you could turn around, the door swung open.

Jungkook appeared in the door opening, and up close, he was even hotter. Unlike earlier, he was now wearing a different set of clothing. His doe eyes widened slightly in surprise before an intrigued smile spread across his face.

“Hey,” His gaze traveled from your face down to the box in your hands, then back up, lingering on your eyes for what felt like forever. “Can I help you?”

“I— uhm…” You presented the box awkwardly. “I made cookies. Too many. Thought you might want some. I’m from next door.”

“Next door?” His smile turned into a grin, but there was something else in his eyes now. “We know who you are.” He leaned against the doorframe. “I’m Jungkook. We’ve been wondering when you’d come say hi.”

“You have?”

“Mhm.” He stepped back. “Come in.”

You hesitated, your father’s voice screaming in your head, but Jungkook was looking at you with those eyes, and your feet moved before common sense could stop them.

“Tae!” Jungkook called out. “We have a visitor. The pretty neighbor’s here.”

Pretty. He called you pretty.

Taehyung appeared from what looked like the kitchen, a glass of water in his hand. His dark eyes locked onto yours, and a pleased smile curved his lips.

“I brought cookies…” You barely managed to say, your heartbeat thundering so loud in your ears you could barely hear your voice.

“Did you?” Taehyung was close now, you looked up at him as he paused in front of you. He reached for the box, his fingers brushing against yours, his touch lingering. “How sweet of you.”

“We should try them,” Jungkook suggested, you didn’t realize you were standing right in between the two men. “Would you like something to drink?” He offered.

“Unless you’re in a hurry to get back?” Taehyung asked, tilting his head curiously.

You should say yes. You should bid them farewell. You should turn around and leave. But your feet were glued to the floor, and you found yourself shaking your head.

“No…” you whispered. “I’m not in a hurry.”

Taehyung and Jungkook turned their heads to look at each other, and they gave each other a small smile, before their attention turned back to you.

“Perfect.” Taehyung’s smile widened. “Make yourself comfortable then.” He gestured toward the living room, where a large, plush sofa dominated the space. You moved toward it, hyperaware of both their gazes following your every movement. You sat down on the far end, clutching your hands in your lap.

“What would you like to drink?” Jungkook asked, heading toward the kitchen. “We have wine, beer, juice, water…”

“Um, juice is fine.” You said, looking down at your lap.

Taehyung settled onto the sofa, sitting right in the middle.

Jungkook soon returned with a glass of apple juice for you and two bottles of beer for them. He set your glass on the coffee table along with a plate of strawberries.

“Thank you.” You took the glass as you watched Jungkook sit down next to Taehyung, both of them now occupying the middle section. In the background, the TV sounded, there was some news reporter speaking about something that you couldn’t pay attention to right now.

There was a moment of silence between the three of you, and then Taehyung tilted his head, his expression playful. “Why are you sitting all the way over there?”

You blinked. “Hm?”

“You’re practically falling off the edge of the sofa.” Jungkook pointed out, amusement evident in his eyes. “We don’t bite.” He paused, then added with a smirk. “Unless you want us to.”

“Jungkook.” Taehyung said in a scolding tone, though he was grinning. “You’re scaring her.” He patted the cushion between them. “Come closer. We’re not that scary, are we?”

You hesitated. Having this distance between you and them felt… safe. It was as if you knew you’d lose control if you’d dare to be right next to them.

Taehyung shifted, angling his body toward you. “So what’s it going to be? Are you going to stay over there…” His eyes glinted with mischief. “…Or are you going to come sit with us properly like a good girl?”

The way he said good girl made something flutter low in your stomach.

This was dangerous. This was exactly what your father warned you about. But your body was already moving, sliding across the cushions toward the middle of the sofa.

“There she is.” Taehyung praised.

“What a good girl.” Jungkook cooed, shifting from Taehyung’s side to yours, boxing you in between the two of them.

Taehyung reached for a strawberry, holding it up to your lips. “Open.” He commanded.

You should say no. You should make an excuse and leave. Instead, your lips parted.

Taehyung’s eyes darkened with lust, he brought the strawberry to your open mouth, letting it rest against your bottom lip for just a moment before he guided it into your mouth.

“Good girl.” Taehyung murmured as you bit down, his thumb grazing your bottom lip before he pulled his hand away.

You felt Jungkook shift beside you, his arm resting along the back of the sofa behind your shoulders. “My turn.” He said, and there was something almost possessive in his tone.

“Jungkook, you’re so impatient.” Taehyung chuckled, amused, his hand casually resting on your thigh. The touch was light but it sent electricity through your entire body.

“Can you blame me?” Jungkook held up a strawberry. “Open up, pretty girl.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Your lips parted again, and this time you were trembling slightly. Jungkook’s eyes never left yours as he brought the strawberry to your mouth, his fingers sliding into your mouth to place it on your tongue. His fingers lingered before he pulled away. You crushed the strawberry with your teeth, the juice filling your mouth, a few drops of juice sliding down your bottom lip.

Taehyung’s hand slid slightly higher up your thigh. “Are we making you nervous?” He questioned, noticing the tenseness of your body.

You swallowed. “Yes… a little.”

“Just a little?” Jungkook leaned back slightly, a playful smirk on his face. “I think it’s more than a little.” He looked you over. “Do you want us to stop?”

The question lingered as both men awaited your response.

“I didn’t say that.” You whispered. “My parents… my parents would be pissed if they’d know I’m here…” You admitted, embarrassed, maybe even feeling a little guilty.

Taehyung shifted even closer, his shoulder now pressed against yours, his lips near your ear. “Is that so? Do tell… why did your parents warn you about us? What did they say we’d do to their sweet, innocent daughter?”

You let out a shaky breath. “They said you were trouble. That I should stay away, far, far away.”

“Trouble?” Jungkook repeated with a chuckle, his fingers trailing down your neck. “They’re not wrong.”

“But you’re here anyway,” Taehyung murmured against your ear, his breath warm against your ear. “Our good girl, breaking the rules for us.”

“I just came to bring cookies.” You protested weakly, even as your body betrayed you, leaning slightly into Taehyung’s warmth.

“Sure you did.” Jungkook’s voice was teasing now, his hand moving to rest on your other thigh. You were completely trapped in between them now. “Is that why you’ve been watching us from your window? Because of cookies?”

“I wasn’t—”

“Don’t lie.” Taehyung interrupted, his lips brushing against your temple. “We saw. Every time we get home, there you were.” His hand squeezed your thigh softly. “Were you wondering what it would be like? To break your parents’ rules? To come over here and let us…”

He trailed off deliberately, letting your imagination fill in the blanks.

“Let you what?” You whispered.

“Whatever you want,” Jungkook said simply, his hand sliding higher up your thigh.

You should leave. You should run back home before this went any further. You might be overprotected and sheltered but you weren’t stupid— you knew where this was leading to.

But Taehyung’s lips were now trailing along your jaw, and Jungkook was looking at you like you were the hottest girl he’d ever seen, and your resolve was crumbling with every passing second.

“Stay.” Taehyung murmured against your skin. “Your parents aren’t home, you can do whatever you want.”

“We’ll take good care of you.” Jungkook added, kissing you on the cheek.

Your heart was racing, your mind spinning. This was crazy. Reckless.

And maybe that’s exactly why you found yourself nodding.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Taehyung’s hand came up to cup your face, turning you gently toward him. His eyes searched yours for a moment, giving you one last chance to change your mind. When you didn’t pull away, he leaned in slowly, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was soft, testing, exploring.

You felt Jungkook’s hand slide up to the back of your neck, his fingers caressing your hair as Taehyung kissed you deeper. When Taehyung finally pulled back, leaving you breathless, Jungkook was right there, his hand guiding your face toward his.

His kiss was different, intense, demanding. His free hand gripped your waist, pulling you closer.

You were lost in sensation, in the feeling of being wanted so badly by both of them. Taehyung’s lips found your neck, pressing soft kisses along your neck while Jungkook continued kissing you, and you couldn’t help the small sound that escaped your lips. Jungkook’s fingers slid past the waistband of your pants, right to between your legs, the thin fabric of your panties doing nothing to conceal how wet you were.

“She’s starting to get wet for us,” Jungkook whispered as he nipped at your earlobe. “Good girl.” He praised as he applied little pressure to your clothed clit, and your hips bucked upward in response. Taehyung’s hand slipped underneath your t-shirt, finding its way to your breasts. He started off gentle, before kneading into your breasts, earning a moan from you.

You should feel guilty, ashamed, but all you could feel was a thrill that was coursing through your veins. “Stand up,” Jungkook ordered, and you obeyed without question.

Taehyung’s hands went to the hem of your shirt, and you raised your arms obediently as he lifted it over your head. Your bra followed.

“Look at you.” Taehyung breathed out, his hands instantly coming to your now bare breasts. “So perfect.”

Jungkook’s hands went to the button of your jeans, then the zipper, and you held your breath as he slid them down your legs, and you stood nearly naked in front of them, only your panties were still on.

Jungkook scooped you up effortlessly, one arm under your knees, the other behind your back. You let out a small gasp, wrapping your arms around his neck. He walked out of the living room, up the stairs, and into a bedroom with Taehyung following behind.

He laid you down gently on the bed, both men standing over you, their eyes taking in your body.

Jungkook then crawled onto the bed, settling over you, his lips claiming yours hungrily, you rested your hands against his clothed chest. He rubbed his hips against yours slowly, and you moaned softly as you felt his erection pressing against you. You spread your legs further, the friction of his pants against your clothed pussy feeling like a nice massage, it only made you wetter and wetter.

Jungkook must have known too because he gave a soft laugh, grinding into you harder, which sent jolts of pleasure straight through you.

“Feel that? So hard for you. Fuck. I know that pussy is going to be so sweet, I just know it.” He groaned, his fingers hooking into your panties before pulling them off in one quick motion. He rested between your spread legs, holding himself above you with one arm as the fingers of his other hand toyed with your folds. Your breath hitched and your eyes drifted over to where the other man in the room stood, Taehyung was simply watching the sight.

You never would’ve thought that bringing over some cookies would’ve ended up with you getting fucked.

Jungkook pulled away, and one by one, he stripped his clothes off, his defined body now on full display. It was obvious he spent hours in the gym sculpting that body. He was now naked except his underwear, but he wasted no time in tugging them off, freeing his thick cock, precum already collecting at the tip.

Taehyung followed after him, and a moment later, he was also completely naked and stepping out of his briefs. Both men had equally impressive bodies, muscles, broad chests and lean arms.

He guided his cock, slipping it up and down your pussy. Fuck you needed him so bad, needed him inside of you. You craved it. His cock slid across your folds again, teasing your clit before his tip bumped into the entrance of your needy pussy.

“A-ah!” You gripped onto the sheets.

“No, babe, relax, it’s alright. Got plenty of time to get you nice and loose for our cocks. No need to rush.” Jungkook assured you, pushing in slowly, inch by inch, giving your pussy enough time to get used to his size.

"M-more…need m-more… please." You whimpered.

"Relax, baby." Jungkook whispered.

Jungkook bottomed out inside you, filling you to the brim. He stayed like this, not moving, waiting, and it drove you mad, made your insides clench around his big, thick cock, wanting more. You were breathing heavily, eyes tightly shut, feeling how his cock deliciously stretched you open and filled you. He felt amazing.

“Like that? You take it so well.” Jungkook looked down at you, his hand reaching out to caress your face. You opened your eyes to look at him, nodding eagerly. He started rolling his hips, and you whimpered softly as he started hitting a good spot deep inside you.

Jungkook bent over, placing a sweet kiss to your lips as he continued his slow movements inside you. He was so deep, your walls clamping down around him each time he slid in, milking him. His tongue explored your mouth, his pace unwavering, and soon you found yourself melting beneath him.

Your hands went up his shoulders to his nape, fingers running through his hair as your kiss deepened.

Jungkook picked up the pace, his strokes long and steady, groaning softly against your lips. He straightened up and pushed into you harder now, driving his dick straight into the depths of your pussy.

His hand traveled to your throat, holding you in place as he fucked into you, his cock hammering away at you. Your body sunk into the mattress as Jungkook fucked into you hard, and your eyes drifted over his body, down to where his cock kept disappearing into your wetness, sliding in easily with how soaking wet you were.

“Oh!” You cried out, your head tilting back when his cock brushed a particularly good spot inside you. He for sure noticed your reaction, because he did it again, his hips snapping hard at the same angle. Your eyes squeezed shut, and the tension in your stomach started building. His strokes kept going, and before you knew it, your body was quivering from your incoming orgasm.

The mattress dipped next to you, and you looked over, Taehyung was sitting right beside you now. His dark eyes met yours, and he brought his hand to your cheek, brushing his thumb softly across your lips. He moved closer, stuffing your mouth with his hard cock, making you moan around his girth as your mouth and pussy got filled. Your muffled moans sent vibrations throughout his entire shaft.

“Fuck.” Jungkook cussed, the sight of you taking both his best friend and him at the same time had him drilling even harder into your hole. A few hard thrusts later, Jungkook's hips stuttered, his strokes becoming short and hard. He let out a low groan, his entire body tensing up, his hips flush against yours as he bottomed out one last time. His dick twitched as you felt the warm cum spill inside you. He breathed out deeply, before pulling out and flopping down beside you.

Taehyung removed his dick from your mouth, giving you a soft smile.

"Did he take good care of you?" He asked, his tone gentle. You nodded, the room spinning around you, ugh, this was all too much, but you didn’t want to stop.

Taehyung motioned for you to switch positions, He wanted you on all fours.

As soon as you did, he gripped your hair, gathering it all into his hand before yanking you upwards. You squealed, not expecting that, and he shushed you gently, aligning his cock between your wet folds.

“Mm, Jungkook stretched you out so good. Look how easy my cock slips in, so smooth. His cum makes you so slippery, what a good girl.” He whispered against your ear, before crashing his lips against yours as he started to thrust into you. His cock was long and thick, just as thick as the cock that was just in you before, it rubbed deliciously against your walls, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could do this. Taehyung was merciless with his thrusts, using your hair to pull you into him as he plowed into you, his strokes hard and rhythmic, filling you up over and over, making you a moaning mess, your toes curling.

All your thoughts melted away, all you could focus on was Taehyung fucking into you and his lips on yours, you tried keeping up with his pace, his tongue searching inside your mouth. He released the grip on your hair and you collapsed down onto the pillow, whimpers escaping your lips at his strokes.

He continued like this, relentlessly fucking into you, dragging his thick cock against your walls. You let him, losing yourself in the feeling, losing yourself in him, all you could think about was the way his cock felt.

“Come here.” Jungkook whispered, pulling your face towards him, kissing you as his friend fucked you from behind. You loved it, his kisses were turning you into a puddle, his lips were so soft against yours. You whimpered into his mouth, clinging onto him, wishing he could kiss you forever.

“Jungkook…” You whimpered against his lips, eyes half open. “He is going to make me cum…” You admitted.

“Good. Coat his dick, babe.” Jungkook encouraged, his hand traveling down to between your legs, flicking your clit while he continued to kiss you.

Taehyung’s hand roamed over your body before it came to a halt at your wrists, pulling them back as he pounded into you, making your back arch and your ass stick out.

It didn’t take long before the pleasure was building inside you, each stroke drawing it out a little bit further. Your body tightened as the tension threatened to snap, his hard strokes finally pushing you over the edge.

"That's right… Cum on my cock."

And with a cry, you came. Your body shuddered from the intensity, your inner muscles gripping down around the shaft pumping into you.

Taehyung felt the cum coat his cock as the orgasm overtook you, and he fucked you straight through it. Your whimpers and cries encouraging him as your pussy tightened around his cock. The sounds of penetration bounced through the room, showing just how wet and slippery your pussy was.

He finally slowed down, his hands releasing your wrists and now on your hips, his pace slow, taking his time as he pulled his whole length in and out; watching as you coated him with a layer of sticky juice each time his cock would exit you. Your pussy lips throbbed around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.

Finally, he gave one last long thrust and buried himself balls deep into you as he released a large amount of warm sticky cum into your already soaked pussy, grunting in pleasure as your walls clenched his pulsating dick, milking his balls and draining everything he got.

You let out a shaky breath as you collapsed onto the bed. Every muscle in your body ached and your head was spinning.

Your parents were right.