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You passed out the drinks when you suddenly got an idea. Wooyoung was sitting on the couch next to the one you and Seonghwa were on and he was the last one to get his drink. You sat back down in your spot next to Seonghwa before stretching your whole body across him to pass the drink to Wooyoung. You felt his body freeze up at you and you swear you heard him choke when you placed your hand on his thigh to balance yourself. “Here you go, Woo.”  Wooyoung gave you a bright smile before going back to face the screen. As you pulled back you made eye contact with Hongjoong who was giving you a small smirk and shaking his head. You simply cocked an eyebrow and leaned back in your seat, glancing to Seonghwa who had not moved an inch. “Oh, sorry Hwa. I didn’t want to fall over.” You whispered and placed a hand on his shoulder. He closed his eyes briefly before turning and giving you a small smile. “It’s okay y/n.”  You gave him a sweet smile before grabbing the controller and leaning back into the couch. After a couple of minutes he began to relax too, leaning back to join you and letting his shoulders slump a bit. When the round ended you asked if anyone wanted to play. Jongho raised his hand and you nodded at him. Jongho was sitting next to Wooyoung. So once again you leaned forward, this time ‘accidentally’ placing your inner arm quite close to Seonghwa’s crotch... His legs stiffened at your touch and you had to bite down on your lip to keep from snickering. When you pulled back you gave him an apologetic look, mouthing a “Sorry” before resuming your previous position. Seonghwa gripped onto his pants before quickly releasing his hold, smoothing his hands downward and folding them into his lap. “It’s fine y/n.” You guys played more Mario Kart before it started to get dark, someone in the group suggested watching a scary movie. While you heard a couple of groans across the room, ultimately everyone agreed. After getting some blankets, making sure to snag one for yourself, and turning the lights off you scrolled Netflix and settled on some paranormal movie. All was well in the beginning, nothing too scary happening yet until it reached that point in the movie when the family started noticing strange things. You decided to roll the blanket out and draped it across you, crossing your legs under you and making sure to put some over Seonghwa. He gave you a confused look before you whispered- “So you can protect me.” Seonghwa simply nodded before turning his attention back to the movie. A few more minutes passed and it reached that point when scary stuff was supposed to pop out. So that’s when you decided to put your plan into action. Both your lower halves were under the blanket so you started slow, placing your hand in between his and your leg, before lifting it up and delicately placing it on top of his hand that was on his lap. His hand twitched at first but calmed down and you locked your fingers on top of his, rubbing small circles into his skin. Seonghwa looked down and pressed his lips together before turning his hand over and interlocking your fingers. Your heart started beating rapidly, happy that he was reciprocating but also in excitement for what you were about to do next. After a few minutes, you unlocked your fingers and a flash of disappointment flashed Seonghwa’s face. You let your hand linger in the air for a few seconds before placing it near his crotch again. Seonghwa’s hand suddenly gripped onto your arm but didn’t pull your hand away. You took that as a sign to continue and moved your hand directly on top of his cock, pleasantly surprised to find it slightly hard. You heard Seonghwa take a sharp inhale, his fingernails beginning to dig into your skin. Keeping your gaze on the movie, you slowly began to move your fingers across his cock, feeling the shape more and more beneath his sweatpants. It only took a couple of more touches before he became fully erect, the warmth of it seeping from his pants and onto your palm. You looked at Seonghwa who was trying his hardest to focus on the movie, his teeth digging harshly into his bottom lip. You nudged him gently with your arm, making his attention go to you. “Are you okay?” You mumbled, making sure to give a glance at his lips that were shining with his saliva.  “Mhm...” he managed to strangle out. The hand that was holding onto you readjusted before going on top of yours, pressing your hand more into his member. You tried to contain your smile before snuggling closer to him, leaning your head into his shoulder.  You continued your previous movement, now adding a few squeezes into the mix. Seonghwa’s breathing started to become ragged, his hand left yours to grip onto your thigh.  You felt a wave of arousal shoot straight into your core whenever he would squeeze you. A part of you wanted to just say “fuck it” and fuck him right there in front of everyone, but the other half... Well, teasing was just too much fun. And you really wanted to do more so you stopped your movements before quickly gripping the waistband of his sweats, slipping your hand past them and his boxers. The warmth and feel of his cock made you want to moan in pleasure. You looked at Seonghwa whose mouth was hanging slightly open, hips trying not to buck under your hand. You pulled him out of his sweatpants, trying to keep your movements as small as possible to not alert everyone else as to what you were doing. Seonghwa’s head was leaning back a bit, the swallow he did causing his Adam’s Apple to bob up and down. God, did you want to just lean up and kiss and bite his neck all over. But all good things come with patience.  You began to move your hand up and down his cock, going to the head to spread the bit of pre cum that had leaked. While your hand moved up and down, you’d stop everyone in a while to squeeze him. One particular squeeze near the head caused Seonghwa to gasp out loud, but luckily a jump scare happened at the same time so it went by unnoticed by others.  He suddenly gripped harshly onto your thigh, leaning down to you to whisper. “I’m gonna cum, y/n.” His voice sounded so strained, and judging by the way his nails were cutting into your skin, you knew it would be a bad idea to stop right there. So with a quick bite to his shoulder, you resumed your movements.  “Fuck.” It was so quiet you almost didn’t catch it. Seonghwa’s grip on your thigh suddenly got tighter and right as he was about to cum— You stopped. Oh the look on Seonghwa’s face could have made you cum your panties right then and there. He looked at you with wide eyes, his lips swollen and plump from all the biting he was doing. Without breaking eye contact, you swept a finger across the head of his cock and gathered some pre cum, making sure to stare right into his eyes when you slowly slipped your finger into your mouth and licked it off. You put your hands on top of the blanket in your lap, not even bothering to look at Seonghwa’s shocked look at your actions. You pretended to focus on the movie for a couple of more minutes before quietly announcing that you were going to the bathroom, saying that they didn’t need to pause it. You stepped inside the restroom and looked at yourself in the mirror, taking note of the light blush on your cheeks. After waiting for a couple of minutes to pass by you opened the door and jumped when you saw Seonghwa waiting on the other side. Neither of you said anything for a couple of seconds before he suddenly began to back you up back into the bathroom. He locked the door and crossed his arms at you, leaning against the door to make sure you couldn’t get out. You casted a glance at his pants, feeling yourself become more wet at his bulge.  “What’s—“ “Do you think this is funny?” He interrupted you and your mouth snapped shut. The look in his eyes caused a chill to travel through your spine and straight into your core. “Do I think what is funny Seonghwa?” His lips pressed together before he took a deep breath. “Giving me a fucking handjob and then stopping right when I was about to cum?” You didn’t answer, instead choosing to lean against the sink and cross your arms to mock him. A couple of more seconds went by before he uncrossed his arms and began to palm himself through his pants. “Get over here.”  The authority in his voice made your knees quiver, your already damp panties becoming even more wet. You swallowed hard when he reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”  You inhaled a shaky breath before walking in front of him, making sure to press your chest against his. He stared down at you while stroking himself, looking at your lips before swooping down and kissing you.  The action made you stumble back a bit, but you regained yourself by grabbing his face, fully pressing yourself against him and feeling his cock against your stomach. Seonghwa placed his other hand on your neck, holding you in place as his lips moved against yours, teasing you with the tip of his tongue. His hand went into your hair and grabbed onto you, causing a hiss to leave your throat. He pulled you back before licking his lips and smirking at you, turning your head downwards to see him still running his hand up and down his cock. You felt him push down on you, his thumb grazing his pre cum and going up to swipe on your bottom lip. When you reached the floor you got to your knees and placed a hand on his cock and the other on his thigh. Seonghwa’s hand wound itself back into your hair while the other hung by his side. You dragged your mouth upwards, letting your tongue hang out to lick the entirety of his head. After a few more kisses you enveloped him entirely, taking your time to run your tongue wherever it could reach. Seonghwa’s fingers tightened, feeling just the faintest hint of your teeth grazing his skin. He could feel drool beginning to seep out of your mouth and coat his cock, the view causing his body to set on fire. Your head bobbed up and down, the hand on his thigh gripping him whenever he touched the back of your throat. At one point Seonghwa had felt his climax approaching once more. Wanting to make sure you didn’t pull the same stunt as last time, he put both hands on your face and held your head in place, causing you to stop.  His cock popped out of your mouth and you looked up at him through your lashes. You put a hand on him and lazily began to stroke. “I’m gonna cum and this time you’re going to let me.” That was all he said before he guided himself back into your mouth. You started up again, this time the harsh grip of Seonghwa’s hands in your hair pushing you to go faster. His hips started to jut into your mouth, quiet gasps and moans leaving his hips.  “Y/n, fuck—“ was all he managed to say before he suddenly let out a harsh groan, his cum shooting into your mouth and down your throat. He held you there while he rode out his climax, finally letting you go when he finished. You swallowed and opened your mouth to show him, a tired grin gracing his lips. He pulled you up and into a kiss, tasting himself and moaning into your mouth. He pulled away and gave you one last kiss before turning you and putting you against the door.  “Your turn.” He pulled your pants down and stuck his hand in between your legs, your arousal making him sigh in content. “You’re so wet, baby. Did all this teasing turn you on?” You gave him a weak nod, feeling your eyelids flutter when he started rubbing your clit.  “Let’s take care of that shall we?” And without warning he inserted two fingers into you, using his thumb to simultaneously rub at your clit. It didn’t take much for him to quickly bring you to your orgasm.  “Are you close, baby?”  He mumbled against your lips.You gave him a quiet “mhm”, feeling your legs starting to clamp shut from the pleasure. You were so close, you were right there, all you needed was a little push...  Suddenly his hand was gone and he was pulling away from you. You looked at him through hazy eyes, your eyebrows furrowing together in confusion. “Maybe next time I’ll let you cum.”  He shoved himself back into his pants and gave you a quick kiss before pulling you away from the door, opening it and stepping out into the hallway. He closed the door and left you there in your shocked state. Did he really just do that? You pulled your pants back up and walked to the sink to splash cold water onto your face. You could finish yourself off but you really wanted to feel Seonghwa’s fingers in you again. How ironic that Hongjoong told you to be the one to go easy on him. Perhaps it was a warning. With a sigh, you straightened yourself out and walked back to the living room, your panties sticking uncomfortably to your skin. 

“Coming, Joongie?”

“Hi.” he says back and places his opposite hand on top of yours, giving you a light squeeze. You look at each for a few more seconds before scooting yourself closer to him, feeling his arm that was previously touching your hand, slip under the blankets and pull you more into his chest. His warmth causes your skin to prickle and a soft sigh to release. He chuckles gently and begins to run his nails up and down your back, stopping briefly to tuck your head into his neck, giving you a small kiss on top. A small breath of air leaves your lips onto his chest, causing more goosebumps to break out- he’s the one who decided to wear a sleeveless shirt to bed, and as he shivers against you, an idea pops into your head. With sleep now pushed to the back of your mind, you start slow and place a kiss on him making sure you let your lips linger a bit longer. He doesn’t make any movements so you continue on, placing a few more and craning your neck up to start kissing his mouth, your last kiss turning into a small bite. He flinches and looks down at you, an eyebrow raising in question. You look up at him as lightning flashes and you can clearly make out the tiny smile beginning to form. “Hi.” a smile now fully displayed on your face and your heartbeat slowly rising once again. His smile comes through, turning into a grin. He brings his face closer to yours before speaking- “Hi...what’re you doing?” “Kissing you.” “Well yes, I can see that. You don’t want to go back to sleep?” His eyes said ‘I have genuine concern about this’ but the way he was biting his bottom lip said something else. “The thunder scared me awake, I need you to help me get tired again.” You said with an over dramatic pout. Jimin laughed quietly and lowered his face to your level, gently touching your noses together. “And how-” he gives you a quick but soft kiss, “can I-” another kiss, a little longer this time, “help you with that?” his last kiss pressed into you fully, inhaling deeply through his nose. He stopped but his lips were still against yours, the hand that was on your back had now slipped under your shirt, the warmth from his skin causing you a chill to travel through you. “I think you already have an idea in mind.” you give him another kiss and throw your arm over his waist. The kisses started off slow, gradually building up want and need. Jimins hand grabs at you, giving you firm squeezes everywhere he could reach. He runs his fingers down your back, playing with the waistband of your shorts and smiling into you. Then without warning he pushed his hand inside and grabbed your rear. A surprised ‘ah’ left your mouth and Jimin took that opportunity to roll on top of you, leaning in to playfully lick at your lips. Another flash of lightning passed, illuminating the soft smile on your lover's face, the brilliant light casting the shadows of raindrops across his features. You couldn’t help yourself and reached up to place your hands on his cheeks, running your thumbs under his eyes, feeling the skin move underneath your fingertips when he smiled down at you. He placed a delicate kiss on your palm then on your lips, his hand leaving your shorts to rest on your hip. He slid his hand underneath your shirt, reaching your right breast and gently kneading it. A soft whimper left your throat when he tugged on your nipple, feeling small waves of pleasure go straight to your core. Your hands went to his chest, sliding them down and under his shirt, feeling the warmth spread onto your open palms when you pressed them against him. Jimin gave your breast one final squeeze before grabbing your shirt and pulling it over your head. You sat up to help him and once yours was off, you tugged upward at his, feeling heat pool inside you at seeing his bare chest. You leaned closer into him to kiss his neck, letting your tongue slip out here and there to lick at his skin. Jimin let his head fall back, enjoying the sensation, feeling his cock get harder with every kiss you placed upon him. He rested his hands on your hips, squeezing every so often. He stopped himself from getting too carried away because after all, he was the one that was supposed to be helping you get tired. He gently pulled you away and back onto the bed, not giving you time to respond and immediately diving into your neck, going back to grabbing both of your breasts. A sigh left your mouth and you dragged your hand up his back to rest on his neck, scratching lightly with your nails. One of his hands slowly made its way downwards towards your shorts and cupped your heat, making one of his fingers trail upwards to your clit. A quiet gasp left your lips as you bit down, digging your nails into him as a reflex. Jimin chuckled against your skin, his breath causing a shiver to travel through your body. He began to rub your clit through your shorts, giving you light kisses every so often. You wanted more so you grabbed his wrist and pressed it against yourself, a content sigh filling the air in the room. Jimin lifted himself from your neck and placed a soft kiss on you, his hands grabbing both sides of your shorts and yanking them down. He threw them to the side and placed his leg in between yours, his left hand immediately diving to your folds. Using his ring and index finger to spread you open, his middle finger began to rub circles onto your clit. You gasped and brought your right leg up, allowing him more access to you and put your left hand into his hair, gripping it tightly whenever a particular touch caused electricity to course through you. Jimin began moving faster, feeling his cock twitch at seeing you lost in pure bliss. Without giving it a second thought he quickly inserted his middle and index finger into you, the loud moan that left you caused his pace to pick up. He leaned into your ear, nipping and tugging at your lobe, now adding his thumb back to your clit. His movements seemed relentless, hitting that perfect spot just enough to bring you to orgasm but not enough to actually send you over. You felt yourself getting lost in pleasure, your heartbeat rapidly pounding against your chest. Your orgasm was so close yet so far, you just needed Jimin to give you that one final push… He seemed to hear your thoughts because suddenly you felt his lips on yours then back to your ear. “You wanna cum for me baby? Hmm? You wanna cum?” He whispered sinfully into you, his fingers going at high speeds inside of you and on your clit. Your hold on his hair tightened at hearing his words, feeling yourself clench around his fingers, your end rapidly approaching. Jimin continued to whisper dirty things into your ear, lifting himself up slightly to look at your face as it twisted into euphoria. Your hips began to rise to meet with his thrusts, he couldn’t help but take note of how whenever lightning flashed into your room it seemed to turn him on even more. Seeing your sweet face illuminated by light just made warmth flush throughout his body. When your moans started to come out broken, that’s when he resumed his sinful words to you, feeling your walls constrict around him he dug harder into your clit and bit lightly onto your ear. As he guided you through your orgasm saying things such as “That’s a good girl” and “You look so pretty, darling”, your eyes closed and your mouth hung open in a silent scream, feeling your walls spasm and hips stutter around him. “That’s it baby, that’s it.” When you descended from your high, your eyes opened and immediately locked on Jimin. He gave you a soft smile and brushed some strands of hair away from your face, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. When he pulled away he was about to lay back on his side, thinking that you were satisfied enough to fall asleep. You however, wanted to take care of him too. “Jimin.” You murmured into the night. “Hm?” Without saying anything else, you reached over and grabbed his cock through his shorts, giving a few gentle squeezes. He shuddered into your touch and closed his eyes, letting his head hang back. You tugged on his shorts and with his help, you dragged them off and threw them to the side. You sat up and gently pushed him onto his back, swinging a leg over his waist. He opened his eyes and placed his hands on your legs, giving you a few gentle squeezes. You lifted yourself up slightly and positioned him to your entrance, biting down on your lip when the head of his cock grazed you ever so softly. You slowly sunk down onto him, feeling that oh so delicious stretch fill you up. Your eyelids fluttered and you let out a moan once he was in you completely. You placed both palms on Jimin’s chest, using him as support to steady your rapid beating heart. Jimin’s hands suddenly slid up your thighs, past your stomach and breasts, to finally settle on your face. You opened your eyes to find him looking back at you, mouth slightly open and swollen from all the biting and kissing. You leaned forward and placed a soft kiss, running the tip of your tongue over his bottom lip. He pushed back against your mouth, moving a hand to the back of your neck. You stayed there for a couple of seconds before he jutted his hips up, making your nipples graze his chest. You pulled back a little, the soft sound of your kiss filled your ears and smiled at him. Jimin gave you a small grin back before thrusting his hips upward again, this time a little rougher. You buried your face in his neck as his other hand wrapped tightly around your waist, holding you in place. Your warm breath fanned over his skin, making him breakout in chills. His breathing started to become heavy, filling in the room and accompanying the sounds of the rain pattering against your window. The hand that was on your face slid to your back and held you close to him, your heartbeat now resonating in his own chest. He began to thrust harder into you, your tiny moans giving him encouragement as he wanted to bring you another orgasm. He knew you were close yet again, as your fingernails began to dig into his shoulders. He found the power in himself to still his hips, wrapping both arms around you as he rolled to the side and trapped you beneath him. A breathy laugh escaped you as he swooped in and placed a quick kiss on your nose and lips, resuming his previous movements. You laugh turned into a moan as you wrapped your legs around his waist, craning your neck up so he had easy access to it. Jimin began to place kisses all over your skin, tenderly biting all over you. Your sounds spurred him to go faster, feeling your walls clench around him. “Jimin-fuck, I’m gonna-” “Me too baby, let me…” He pulled away from your neck, gazing down at you with love and adoration in his eyes. You pulled him down to your face, placing a sweet kiss upon his lips as you felt your second orgasm about to rip through. One of his hands traveled downward and started to rub your clit, helping you reach your climax faster. It seemed magical, straight out of a movie itself for the timing was too perfect and too cliche. As you and Jimin reached the heavens together, lightning and thunder flashed and sounded into your room. The brilliant flash illuminated your faces of pleasure and the harsh crackling of thunder signified both of your releases. As you rolled through your orgasms, Jimin muttered tiny “I love you”’s against your lips, the combination of his words and your pleasure caused your body to shudder. You ran your hand up and down his back tiredly, relishing in the sweet bliss of your lover just simply holding you in his arms. Jimin sat up and ran his hand through his hair, giving you a smile as he pulled out of you and rolled back to his side of the bed. You let out a soft gasp at the feeling and turned your head to look at him. “So, did that tire you out?” You chuckled and nodded your head, scooting closer to his body. You turned back to face the window, Jimin waiting for you to finish so he could wind his arms around you. You sighed in content and grabbed onto one of his hands, clutching it close to your chest. For a while it was just silent, the only sounds being each other's breathing, the rain against your window and the occasional crack of thunder. “I love you.” He muttered into your shoulder, a small kiss to emphasize his words. You kissed his knuckles, holding them against your lips for a couple of seconds before whispering those words right back. You continued to look out the window, before sleep overtook your body, the sounds of raindrops being the last thing you hear before you succumb to slumber in your lover's arms.

Usually Jimin was a very sweet and caring dance instructor, more than happy to help you when you were having trouble with a certain move. He rarely got upset and when he did, he wouldn’t let it show.  For your last couple of lessons however, you noticed he seemed more tense but when you would ask he would give you a big smile and say it was nothing to worry about. You messaged him saying that you were running late and normally when you message each other, he’s so upbeat and cheery, adding in emojis and “lol’s”. But when he responded to your message, all you got was an “Okay” with a period, making a pit of dread settle in your stomach. It didn’t help that he had left you on read for about 5 minutes before replying. The cold air inside the building made your skin breakout in chills, your teeth clattering together. Your clothes were sticking uncomfortably to you but luckily you brought a change because the rain had started while you were still home. You quickly made your way towards your room, where Jimin was hopefully still waiting for you. The closer you got, the louder the music became and when you reached the double doors you paused, taking a deep breath before pushing on the bar. You spotted Jimin at once, back facing you while he sat on the floor and worked on stretching his legs. He didn’t say anything at first so you assumed he hadn’t noticed you. You wanted to announce your presence first before going to change, trying to ease him off his obvious annoyance. But when you opened your mouth to speak, he said something first. “Are you going to dance in those wet clothes?” His voice was monotone, his reflection in the mirror not even glancing up at you. The pit in your stomach flared, and you clutched your bag strap tighter. “I-I’m sorry, I wanted to tell you I was here...before I went to go change.” Your voice stuttered and you swallowed whatever saliva you had in your mouth to try and sooth your dry throat. “You’re already late y/n. Just go.” Again with the monotone, but at least this time he spared you a small glance. You thought you saw something glint in the mirror, where his eyes were. It flashed red but you couldn’t focus on it for long since you were in a hurry. You sighed and turned back out the door, quickly running to the bathroom. You switched your shirt and pants for the dry ones in your bag, thanking yourself for putting them inside a plastic one. You hung your clothes up on hooks in the bathroom, figuring since you were the only one there you didn’t have to worry about them being taken. You opted in leaving off your bra and panties, them being completely soaked as well. Your clothes were loose and baggy enough that you figured it would go unnoticed. Your hand grazed your neck, feeling something cool on your skin. It was a necklace that you had gotten from someone, but didn’t recall who. You usually take it off while practicing but seeing as you didn’t want to make Jimin wait any longer, you kept it on and tucked it inside your sweatshirt.  When you stepped out, you paused, feeling something off. It was quiet when you walked in the building but now it was deathly silent, you couldn’t even hear the sound of the rain beating against the walls anymore. The hallways also seemed darker than when you had first entered, darker than what gray clouds would have caused. You glanced towards the front doors on your right, except now nothing was there, just a vast hallway of darkness. You looked left to find the same thing, the darkness seeming to stretch with every second you stared. Your only source of light was coming from the dance practice room right in front of you and even then, the light spilling from the two small windows were a faint red. You blinked but made your way to the dance room, feeling something prickle on the skin of your back. The feeling intensified when you stepped inside and found Jimin glaring right at you, arms crossed and a faint scowl on his face.  “Come on, get into your stretches.” He jerked his head to the side and turned around to face the mirrors. You quickly dropped your bag to the floor and scurried next to him, bringing your arm across your chest. A few seconds of silence passed before you did your other arm, then switched to work on your legs. This was strange, normally you and Jimin would have no problem in finding things to talk about, but now he wasn’t even sparing you glances. He couldn’t be this mad over you being late, could he? It had to be whatever has been on his mind your past couple of sessions. You didn’t want to intrude but you also could not stand him not saying anything to you. You contemplated on asking for a few moments, decided that the silence was not worth it. “Jimin? I’m sorry, I know I’ve asked you before but is something bothering you? You seemed really distracted.” Hesitantly you looked at him from your position on the floor, your chest constricting when you saw him looking down at you.  “No offense y/n but I’m not in the mood to talk about it. It’s also none of your business. Now get up, we’re gonna start now.” He walked away from you to go to the stereo. You felt heat on your cheeks and when pushed yourself off the floor, you thought you felt the room get a bit warmer. You checked the thermostat from your position, seeing the big black numbers display ‘76’. It seemed to be higher than that. But you brushed it off when the familiar tune of your song began to play. You’re not really sure why you decided to take up dancing, the memory bringing fog to your mind. All you know is that you woke up with this routine of coming to this building and have continued it ever since, not really questioning yourself. You were brought out of your thoughts when Jimin reached out and caressed your arm, gently turning you to face him. You blinked and looked at his face, a small wave of butterflies coursing through your stomach when you noticed his facial features much softer than before. You two got into position before falling into the routine. As you danced together throughout the room, you were hit with the thought that you didn’t actually really know the moves, it felt like your body was on autopilot, your body already doing the next move before you could even think about it. You tried to recall if this was the same dance as last week and a small part of you was screaming that it wasn’t. You were pretty sure last week you were dancing to something hip-hop and not this contemporary piece that was flowing throughout the studio.  Jimin’s arms abruptly left your sides and you looked at him, that scowl crossing his face again. He sighed and brought a hand down his cheek. “Can you pay attention please? You nearly stepped on my foot just now.” Your lips parted to respond but your voice caught in your throat. Instead you gave a shy nod, wiping your hands on your sweatpants before returning to your original position. It went on for who knows how long, time seemed lost to you because Jimin was suddenly nitpicking every little movement you did. Whether it be because your position was slightly off, you stuck out your left rather than right foot, or if you just got a whole move completely wrong. Jimin was starting to become more and more critical with his comments and with each passing one, it felt like the room got hotter. Sweat began to form on your forehead and you temporarily wished you were wearing your soaking clothes. At one point when it came to a move where he had to hold you close to his chest, he froze, his hand gripped your lower back. You stood still, not really knowing what to do, until it hit you that he probably felt your breasts against him and realized you weren’t wearing a bra. Just as you were about to speak up, he held you away at arms length, his jaw clenching together and making a muscle tick. You shakily inhaled, waiting for his next move, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down your temple. As you looked at him you noticed he wasn’t sweating one bit. No drops on his forehead, no panting, not even a blush on his cheeks. Maybe you were just over exerting yourself? “Let’s continue.” He murmured and went back to holding you against his chest. Your arms went around his neck, feeling heat radiate off of him. You instinctively went to take them off but Jimin’s grip on you tightened, his fingertips pressing into you. You gulped and gently laid them back down, breathing deeply before taking a step backwards. You thought things had gone back to normal, that it was all settled down. His hold on your waist even loosened up a bit. Eventually you two parted away from each other and you collapsed on the ground, the throbbing ache in your legs making you close your eyes. The sound of something clattering on the wood floor rang next to your ear but you paid no attention to it. “For fucks sake y/n, can’t you fucking focus?” He bursted out at you, anger finally making way. You lifted your head up from the floor to look at him, not bothering to hide the confusion on your face. “Seriously, this is like the 6th time you’ve messed up? What is wrong with you? Are you just trying to test my patience today?” You didn’t know what to say, his outburst completely throwing you off. You pushed yourself up on your elbows, your body flaring up in heat and now sweat began to drip in between your breasts.  “What the fuck is your problem, Jimin.” You hissed at him, chest heaving in exhaustion.  “I don’t have to explain myself to you. But maybe you should explain something to me. For instance, we’ve gone over this routine before, why are you fucking up everything right now?” “I don’t fucking know! Why are you being so critical right now? What the hell is up your ass?” You dropped your head back on the floor and rubbed your palms into your eyes, seeing explosions of color behind your eyelids. You heard his footsteps stomping towards you and suddenly the front of your sweatshirt was being pulled up, the small chill of air feeling cool against the sweat on your chest. Your body was tugged upwards and Jimin was so close to your face you almost went cross eyed. He stared at you and then flicked his gave downwards, eyes widening a fraction. “Why. The fuck. Aren’t you wearing a bra?” Your eyes were as wide as saucers, the embarrassment flooding throughout your body. His eyes traveled back up to yours and you became conscious of the fact that he was straddling you. “It got wet from the storm. I didn’t want to wear them, sorry-” “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing y/n, but you better fucking quit it or else,” He lets go of your shirt and pushes you away, your body falling back to the floor. The sound of something hitting the ground sounded again and you became aware of how Jimin stilled on top of you. He leaned closer to your body and felt his hand grab onto your necklace. “Where did you get this?” He questioned, not taking his eyes off the ruby. “What?” You replied, face scrunching in puzzlement. “I said where the fuck did you get this y/n!?” He was roaring into your face now, a red hue showing in his eyes. “I don’t know, I can’t remember! Can you fucking get off of me?” You attempted to lift your body up, but Jimin’s hand pushed you back to the ground and his other abruptly yanked the chain off your neck, the snap making you flinch. “Do you know what this is?” He shook it in front of your face, the chain lightly brushing against your nose. “It’s a necklace! Seriously Jimin get off-!” You tried again to move but his palm on your chest held you still. Why was he so concerned with a piece of jewelry? As you watched him inspect the necklace, you saw his lips move but couldn’t make out what he was saying, music was still playing from the stereo. You saw his face contort in anger and at the same time it felt like the room got about 20% hotter, sweat beading and sliding down your temples. He muttered something but you couldn’t quite hear him. “What?” “It’s a fake, it’s a fucking fake!” With speed greater than you could imagine, he threw the necklace to the side, the speed of it sending it straight through the studio mirrors and shattering them into a million little pieces. You looked on with fear and shock, trying to make sense of what was happening. You felt Jimin grab onto your sweatshirt again and he hauled you upwards. “You need to remember where you got the necklace! Tell me!” He shook you, his eyes vibrating with how they scanned all over your face. You didn’t know what to tell him, you honestly could not recall where you had gotten it. Every time you closed your eyes to think, all you could see were sparks of yellow. The more you tried to rack your brain for answers, the more Jimin got angry. “I don’t know! I already told you!” “You’re not trying hard enough! Where is the real one!? Please y/n this is very important!”  He was now screaming at you, completely blocking out the sound of the music. His veins were bulging from his neck and arms, except they didn’t look normal. Instead they were glowing red, traveling up his body, through his face and into his eyes, which were now a blazing crimson. From the corner of your eye you saw the other mirrors in the room begin to crack. Thin, spiderweb lines spreading across them. You couldn’t think straight, you had to do something to get him to stop. “Answer me!” You felt like your mind went blank, your body went on autopilot because next thing you knew, you were on top of him, holding his arms above his head. You had somehow gathered enough strength to push him off and get him onto his back. His wrists felt hot against your skin, like a burning pan, yet you didn’t pull away. The motion caught Jimin off guard because his yelling ceased at once, eyes wide in disbelief. “Tell me what the deal is about the necklace!” You shook his wrists, your chest rising and falling with how much adrenaline was coursing through you. You felt his chest move with every breath he took, the veins all over his body dulling just a bit. He inhaled deeply, holding it in for a few seconds before releasing it through his nose. “That necklace is very important to me. It...it was a family heirloom, that.” He paused and swallowed, flicking his tongue out to lick his lips. His eyes and glowing veins going throughout his body and face, faded a bit. The heat emanating from his body seemed to decrease as well. “Someone stole it from me and I’ve been on edge ever since. I’m-I’m sorry y/n I didn’t mean to scare you. Sometimes my anger gets the best of me.” By now the glow had disappeared almost completely, his brown eyes starting to show through. The look in his eyes held sincere regret, he didn’t even try to fight you when you switched positions.  “Talk to me next time. Don’t fucking take your wrath on me.” You jerked his wrists once more but loosened your grip just a bit. He wiggled them around, but did nothing to pull them out your grasp. You sat there for a couple of seconds, the music no longer playing, the only sounds being each other’s breathing. You went to sit on your haunches, a question ready on your tongue, until you felt something under you. You tried to hide your surprise, but judging by the way Jimin’s body tensed under you and the way his lips parted, you knew he noticed. “Jimin-” You whispered, afraid that raising your voice even a sliver would shatter whatever was happening right now. “I’m sorry, it happened when I saw inside your shirt and now you’re on top of me and-” You stopped him by putting your fingers on his lips. He paused and looked up at you, mirroring your expression, a mixture of confusion, contemplation and something else burning hot and bright. You saw his throat move and then felt the tip of his tongue peek out to delicately lick the pads of your fingertips. It slowly dragged across, fingers twitching at the sudden wetness and felt your breath hiccup in your throat. You moved your fingers off his lips but quickly put your thumb on his bottom lip, the plushness of it feeling soft under your digit. As you swiped it across, Jimin’s mouth opened and he slowly closed his lips around the tip of your thumb, his tongue gently swirling around it. You forced yourself to swallow the saliva forming in your mouth, to try and moisten your sudden parched throat. You pulled your thumb out and dragged it down his lip, his saliva glistening under the studio lights. As you trailed your hand down towards his neck, you felt him tense under you. You raised an eyebrow in question but continued your journey down to his chest, all while subtly grinding on his crotch. When you reached his chest, he visibly flinched, his torso rising up into your touch. He bit his lower lip when you swerved your hand over to his nipple, feeling it pebble through his black shirt. With just the barest of touches you circled around it, causing Jimin to close his eyes and attempt to steady his breathing. You pressed your lips together and while still grinding down on him, you leaned down and let your breath ghost over his nipple. Without sparing another second you flicked your tongue over it, hearing a choked gasp escape from his mouth. Your other hand went under his shirt and made contact with his skin. It felt like he was on fire, like there was a furnace burning inside him and seeping through his pores. Your fingers reached his other nipple and began to tweak and pull at it. Jimin’s eyes were still closed but his hips were bucking up into you, his erection much more prominent against your wet core. You remembered you weren’t any underwear and the thought caused a shiver to travel through you. You quickly sat up and slid both hands under his shirt, bunching it up to his neck. You leaned down and kissed up his stomach, letting your tongue wet both of his buds. When you reached his neck you bit him hard and his moan had you clenching. Your mouth lingered above his, the faintest of touches gracing his lips. If his mouth twitched you would be kissing but he didn’t dare make any moves. Your tongue slipped out and touched his lips and then you moved to his ear, sinful words ready on your lips. “You know...I’m not wearing any panties either.” You breathed into his ear, licking the shell of it. In a split second you were back to being flipped over, Jimin looming over your body once more. He placed a searing kiss against your lips, pressing his hard cock into your core. You whimpered into his mouth, hands flying up to tangle in his hair. He pulled away while holding your arms, tugging you up with him to stand and giving you no time to adjust before his mouth was back on yours. He put his hands on your waist and began to guide you backwards to a wall, immediately attaching to your neck. Your fingers went to twist into his hair, a gasp leaving your mouth when your back slammed against the concrete. He grinded his cock up into you, breathing heavily into your neck, squeezing your hips in time with his thrusts. You threw your head back against the wall, his cock rubbing deliciously against your pussy and sending electricity down your spine. He stopped kissing your neck and went back to your lips, nipping down every couple of seconds. He reached for the bottom of your sweatshirt and lifted it up and over your head, diving into your chest to suck at the top of your breasts. “Fuck, y/n” He breathed into your skin, his warm breath spreading goosebumps all over you. His kisses traveled down your stomach and stopped at the band of your pants. He pulled them down and helped you step out of them, taking your shoes off in the process. He threw them all to the side along with your shirt. He lifted a leg onto his shoulder, a small breeze of cool air hitting your wet core, and wasted no time in putting his face into your soaking pussy. It felt like fire was coursing through you with every swipe of his tongue and when it went over your clit, you swear you saw tendrils of red behind your eyelids. You didn’t even realize your hands had gripped onto two things protruding from his head, the rough texture scratching at your skin when you tensed up. You felt your end coming and you opened your mouth to speak up but couldn’t find your voice. Jimin felt your legs quake, threatening to close around his head, so he pulled away from you and stood up, pulling his pants down when he reached your height. He reached behind his back and tugged off his shirt, smirking at your crestfallen expression when you didn’t get to finish.  “Don’t worry sweetheart, we’ll get to that soon enough.” He quirked an eyebrow and reached down for your legs, squeezing your thigh to signal you to jump up. When you felt his cock rub against your folds, your head fell forward onto his shoulder, panting onto his skin. Without much warning besides his head prodding at your entrance, he slipped into you, each inch of his cock stretching your walls deliciously. He thrusted into you, his nails, sharper than you recall, digging into your waist. You cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure, and bit down onto his neck. His cock felt so good, but you needed more, needed him to be rougher. “Jimin, please. Go harder” You moaned out, clenching around him. His movements didn’t still but you felt his shoulders stiffen beneath your hands. He grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, that red glow that was in his eyes starting to flare up again.  “You want me to go harder?” His thrusts didn’t stop, in fact it felt like he was slowing building up power. You nodded as best as you could since he was gripping your cheeks. From the corner of your eyes you could see his veins begin to glow red once again. “Seeing that necklace on you...made something awaken in me, you know?” His words confused you, but you didn’t dare speak. “You think I would’ve been happy seeing it but no. I didn’t even have time to process it before I was asking you a million questions.” The lights in the studio began to flicker and you heard something crack faintly in the room. His thrusts didn’t stop however, one of his hands now harshly grabbing your thigh. You felt your high coming once again, those small red tendrils now turning into spirals. “My heirloom is still out there. It makes my blood boil, knowing some greedy motherfucker has it.” At his words, you both felt it, like something clicking in the air. The word ‘greedy’ made a quick burst of yellow explode right before your eyes, the sudden smell of sage and leather passing by your nostrils. The lights flickered rapidly, the sound of cracking getting a bit louder, and you felt the walls vibrating behind you. Jimin was quiet for a moment before he spoke up, again. You didn’t quite hear what he said because suddenly he grabbed onto your hair, locking your gaze onto his, red eyes boring into yours. “You fucked him.” He muttered. Your eyebrows furrowed together. Who? Who was he talking about? You didn’t have time to register because the rumbling from behind you got louder and without warning, the lights went out, leaving the two of you fucking in complete darkness. Red abruptly engulfed the room, lighting it up once more but that wasn’t what startled you. The entire room had now turned into mirrors; the doors, the ceiling, even the floor. Looking straight across you could see yourself being pounded but it was what fucking you that had your heart begin to race. Under your hands he felt he felt smooth but the image in the mirror had you wondering.  It was much bigger than Jimin’s size, red veins spread like vines throughout his back, stark black wings were folded, from his head were two sharp black horns curling outwards. You couldn’t look away from it, the cracks in the mirror messing with your mind because while in some pieces he looked normal, in others he was this creature. The skin under your hand turned rough and while you looked onward at the mirrors, you realized that you weren’t scared. In fact it felt like this was all too familiar. A moan was ripped from your throat when you felt Jimin, or it, rubbed furiously at your clit, the motion had your entire body shaking with pleasure. He was relentless, pounding into your pussy with no mercy, fucking his anger into you. “J-Jimin,” Your voice came out in a broken stutter, your release was coming soon. “Cum for me, angel.” With a couple of more thrusts and one particular hard rub on your clit, you came. Jimin finished as well, pumping his cum deep inside you. Stars of red bursting behind your eyes, your body heat soaring and then declining all at once. When you looked at the mirror, the creature had taken over it completely, no traces of Jimin left whatsoever. You looked down and your lips parted, seeing the creature in the mirror was now in front of you, head buried into your chest. With a shaky hand you touched one of the horns protruding from his skull, it’s rough texture bringing a sort of calmness within you. Jimin didn’t look up at you, instead breathing heavily into your chest.  You stayed there for what felt like hours, his cock reminding you that he was still buried inside you. With a sigh he gently lowered you to the floor, the ache in your legs making you wince, his cock slowly slipping out of you. Even when your feet touched the cool glass of the ground, he still didn’t look up at you. You placed a hand on the back of his head, scratching lightly with your nails. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled, thumbs rubbing small circles into your skin. He placed a hesitant kiss on you, fearing to do too much. You shook your head but then remembered he couldn’t see you. “Don’t be, it’s alright.” You mumbled, swallowing the lump of spit that had lodged in your throat. Eventually the two of you got dressed, well, it was more so you got dressed and Jimin went to hide in the one corner of the room where there were no mirrors and the red light didn’t illuminate. While adjusting your shirt, you were pleasantly surprised to find your other clothes, bra and panties, dry and under your pants. When you finished changing, you turned to face Jimin, your heart lurching in your chest when you met his red eyes. You wanted to say something, anything, but you couldn’t find the right words in your mind. You opened your mouth to speak but Jimin beat you to it. “I think it’s time for you to move on, y/n.” His tone wasn’t harsh, more melancholy, but it still caused a ripple of pain to shoot through your heart. Something clinking sounded behind you, and you turned around to see that a hole had appeared in one of the mirrors, nothing but darkness going past it. You went to look back at Jimin but you could no longer see his eyes. You walked towards the hole, feeling an ache spread through your body. Glass crunched beneath your feet and you moved to put one foot into the hole, but something rough grabbed onto your hand before you could move again. You didn’t turn around, allowing Jimin to hold onto you. He lifted your hand and placed something cool and smooth in it. When you brought it up to your face, you saw it was a small hand mirror, gold all around but with tiny red rubies scattered about. Your eyes shifted to the side to focus on Jimin and a small smile spread across your face when you were met with his human form, smiling back at you. With one final nod, you stepped inside the hole, darkness enveloping you completely.

     You had felt the air shift at once when you walked down the hall into your living room and saw him sitting on the couch with that look in his eyes. “Hi.” you said after a half second pause when your eyes landed on his figure, a small open space between his legs, one arm on the armrest and the other on the back of the couch. His phone was in his hand but he dropped it to the small side table. A curt nod was all he gave you before slowly eyeing down your body and then back up to your face. You could’ve sworn you saw the corner of his mouth twitch upwards. “How was your day? Did you hang with the boys?” Your voice coming out soft and trying hard not to shake at the intense stare he was giving you. You walked to the coffee table and placed your bag on top, giving a quick glance to which you regret immediately. His eyes were focused on your every move and you could see he was just starting to get impatient at the way his leg was moving side to side. You turned your whole body towards him, feeling a chill ripple down your spine. His gaze was locked on your face and upon noticing the swallow you took, he looked down at his crotch and back at you, subtly lifting an eyebrow. “Is there something that you want Taehyung?” You asked trying to put as much confidence in your voice as possible. His jaw clenched slightly and you felt yourself become even more wet than you already were. “Why don’t you use your words?” His leg stopped moving and you noticed how his left hand gripped the back of the couch. His head tilted upward and to the side while running his tongue over the front of his teeth, his jaw tightening at your tone. God, were you in for it right now. His legs opened up even more and that’s when you took note of the bulge in his pants. He once again looked down at his crotch, a few seconds longer than before, and placed his eyes back on you. Except this time he set on your lips. Your tongue peeked out and you swore you felt your heart jump into your throat when Taehyung ran his hand through his hair and placed both behind his neck. Seeing him in such an open position made your breath hitch in your throat and you suddenly couldn't wait to have his cock between your lips. Taehyung resisted the urge to smirk when you suddenly stood in front of him and placed your hands on his thighs. He wanted to push you to your knees and shove his cock down your throat, feel your tongue wrap around him, hear you struggle to breathe… But he knew to be patient because good things come to those who wait, especially when you suddenly began to knead his flesh. You squeezed his legs as you lowered yourself in front of him, keeping your eyes locked on his. Deciding it was best to do this now, you quickly raise yourself back up and placed a hard kiss on Taehyung's mouth, knowing that he was taken by surprise by the sharp inhale he took. You move back just enough to place your forehead on his, feeling the warmth radiate off his cheeks, his dark hair hiding his brown eyes. You give him a small smile before beginning to kiss down his neck, making sure to have each one linger just a second longer than the last. You can hear how Taehyung is trying hard to not grab you right now, feeling him hold his breath for a couple of seconds before releasing it. When you get to his stomach you lift his shirt up, almost salivating at the trail of hair leading down to his hardened member. You kiss above and below his belly button, letting your lips drag down to his cock, giving it a gentle bite with your teeth. Taehyung’s stomach contracts slightly at the sudden feeling of your teeth and you suppress a laugh when you see how he slightly adjusts his position. What you weren’t expecting was for him to tuck some hair behind your ear, rubbing a thumb alongside your cheek. A wave of confusion crossed your face, wondering what was with the sudden gentleness but that soon washed away when he carded his hand into your hair and tightened his grip. He pulled your head back to look up at him- a soft ‘ah’ leaving your mouth and when you locked eyes, the simple gesture he did almost made you moan out loud. He shook his head ‘no’ and let you go with a small shove. Getting straight to work you dipped your index fingers into the sides of his pants and gave a short tug, prompting him to lift his hips to help you. You pulled them down to his ankles and began to kiss and nip rapidly up the side of his right leg. When you reached his cock, you quickly gave one last bite and before he could properly react you yanked down his boxers and swiftly stuck your tongue out to catch his member. Grabbing him with one hand, you set a slow pace up and down using his pre-cum to help slide your hand, giving a few squeezes along the way. You glance up in time to see Taehyung close his eyes, reaching a hand out to grab your left one that was on his thigh. “Tae-” You whisper out. You wanted him to look at you for this next part. He opened one eye and bit down hard on his bottom lip when you locked eyes with him, taking his whole length in your mouth with one move. His eyes slowly closed again, head tilting back onto the couch, the hand that was touching yours reaching up to softly grab a fistful of your hair. Your pace was slow, running your tongue all around and over the head, tasting more pre-cum that had come out. Your hands had shifted to his pelvis, splaying out to gently dig your fingernails into his skin- a small inhale of breath leaving his mouth. An idea popped into your head when you noticed how labored his breathing had become. You descended your whole mouth onto him, feeling his hair brush against your nose, his cock touching the back of your throat. You cast a quick look up at him to see his eyes still closed, lips parted, chest heaving, the hand in your hair gripping you significantly harder. You hollowed out your cheeks, trying to make your mouth as tight as possible when coming back up. When you reached the head of his cock you opened your mouth and let just your tongue drag up the rest of the way, giving a silent ‘thank you’ when Taehyung decided to open his eyes at that exact same time, allowing him to see you swirl your tongue around the head. “You doing okay?” you murmur against his cock, hand holding it against your mouth. Taehyung pressed his lips together, giving a small nod and trying to hold back the smile that was threatening to come out. You however, let one take over, kissing his leg before returning back. Your pace being faster than before, going straight to deep throating, hands harshly gripping his flesh, making sure your nails dig hard enough to leave imprints. Upon feeling your nails, Taehyung quickly loosened and tightened his hold on your hair, holding you down on his cock, feeling spit leak out and onto him. His hips started to jut up, your nails for sure piercing skin. He pulled you off and felt a wave of pleasure shoot straight into his cock when seeing the thick line of spit attached to your mouth. You closed your mouth and gathered all of the drool that had formed, spitting it back onto him, the groan escaping his lips not going past your ears. Closing your hand around him, you pumped a few times before suddenly feeling a push on your head. He shoved himself back into your mouth, tired of the slow pace that was happening. Taking matters into his own hands, both were placed in your hair and he began to fuck himself in your mouth. No longer able to hold back, he threw his head back and closed his eyes, relishing in the sound of you choking on him, hearing his own quiet pants and moans slowly come out. You knew he was close when his hips stopped moving up but continued to push you downward. He allowed you a moment to breathe when he felt you tap his chest. When you came up for air, you took in a deep breath before saying- “Tae, cum in my mouth.” He quickly pressed you back onto him, slightly moving his hips up to help get back to cumming. Only a couple of seconds went by before his hips stopped moving once again, using only your mouth for pleasure. A loud groan was heard when he finally came, feeling himself tense up in your mouth, holding you down on him so all of his cum would go down your throat. When his euphoria passed, his hands dropped to the sides, his hard breathing only coming out his nose. Timing seemed to be on his side because when he opened his eyes, he caught you just in time to see you swallow his cum. An airy laugh escaped his mouth, an open mouth smile turning up. You leaned up towards him and placed a delicate kiss on his mouth, feeling his hands run down your back and grip your ass. A surprised gasp left you as he pulled you down on his lap, feeling just how wet you were when you began to subtly grind into his hips. Taehyung started to kiss down your neck, giving a few bites here and there when he gently pushed you off him. You were briefly confused at his action but then he started to shift himself to lie down on the couch. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards his face, tongue coming out to lick his lips. He grabbed onto your pants and pulled them down, a moan leaving his mouth when he saw just how wet you were. He grabbed a leg and had you swing it over his face, your core directly over his mouth. You smiled looking down at him and felt yourself clench around nothing when he sent you a wink and lowered you down onto his mouth.

He had tricked you, he had given you a fake.