#drunk reaction

You sigh in frustration. How can you make him wake up, you want to ride him more than anything right now. Although, you are already on top of him. You wiggle your hips a bit and Jin moans in his sleep. Oh god his sounds are so sweet, you can’t help yourself.

You reach underneath yourself and tug down Jin’s sleep shorts and boxers. Gripping his cock lightly and pulling it free. You stroke him lightly to get him harder as you shift your panties aside, scooting forward until he’s lined up with your entrance. You slowly sink down onto his length, gasping as he fills you. Jin stirs a bit in his sleep, moaning as he gets harder inside you. You slide your hands up under his shirt, bracing yourself on his chest as you settle yourself down in his lap.

It isn’t until you start bouncing up and down on Jin’s cock that his eyes finally open wide and he stares at you confused as he tries to figure out what you’re doing. When he finally comes to his senses and sees you riding him, he groans loudly.

“Y/N… Y/N, fuck. What’re you doing?”

“J-Jin, you feel so good.”

“Are you drunk?” He asks, grabbing your hips tightly.

“Just… Just a little.” You pant.

“Well shit. You could’ve woken me up first baby.”

Min Yoongi

You open the door and flick on the lights, dropping your coat on the kitchen counter before grabbing a glass of water and chugging it down. You were at a work party all night, one that unfortunately, Yoongi couldn’t attend with you as he had a last minute choreography practice.

Honestly, you know he must be exhausted; they were so close to tour, everything had to be perfect; but all you could think of since you took your first sip of wine was how much you wanted Yoongi between your thighs in one way or another. His fingers, his tongue, his cock, you didn’t care, as long as you got something.

You turn the lights back off as you walk into the bedroom, quickly changing into your pajamas, used to doing it in the dark by now. As you climb into bed, you hear the soft snores of your sleeping boyfriend and sigh. You really don’t want to wake him, knowing how grumpy he can get when he doesn’t get enough sleep, but you need him.

“Yoongi?” You whisper, poking his shoulder. He grumbles and rolls over, not really waking up. “Yoongi, baby.” You try a little louder, this gets him. He sits up a bit, opening one eye and looking around.

“Y/N? What’s going on?” He turns toward you, his voice deep from his groggy state.

“Yoongi…” You whimper, your hand sliding around his waist to pull him close to you.

“Shit, did you really wake me up for this?” He growls, laying back against the pillow. “How much did you have to drink tonight?”

“N-not too much, just a couple glasses but-”

“I told you to stay away from the booze because I’d be asleep, didn’t I?”

“Y-Yes, but Yoongi-”

“No. Go to sleep.”

“Yoongi please…”

“Bad girls don’t get rewards.” And with that, Yoongi rolls back over, leaving you to pout.

Jung Hoseok

“Hobiiiii!” You call as you waltz into the apartment, shutting the door behind you. The lights are on, but otherwise, it doesn’t seem like anyone’s home, it’s so quiet. You dump your stuff and make your way to the bedroom to find Hoseok’s sleeping figure in your bed. He’s laying on his back, his arms above his head, and to no surprise, he’s taking up the entire mattress.

You need to move him, but you decide you want to have some fun with him first. You had an ache between your thighs all night while you were at your friends house, and you had originally planned to take care of yourself in the shower, but how could you pass up an opportunity like this.

You slip off your dress, leaving on your thigh high stockings and panties only, before crawling on top of your sleeping boyfriend. You wrap your hands around his wrists, holding them in place as you begin to grind your hips in slow circles against his cock.

“Hoseoook,” You coo. He whimpers in his sleep and you press down harder against him. “Hobi wake up for me handsome.” You lean down and press your mouth to his, slipping your tongue past his lips and startling him awake.

“Y/N? What… When did you- Oh my god.” He groans when you sit back, revealing your bare chest to him. “Baby… Is it my birthday and I forgot?”

“Nope.” You wiggle your hips against him, eliciting a delicious moan from his throat. “You just looked so fucking sexy laying here, I had to play with you.”

“Is that all baby?”

“And I may have had a little too much to drink at the party.” You admit.

“Mm, that’s what I thought.” He grabs you and quickly rolls you underneath him, grinding his now prominent erection against you core before pulling back and placing doting kisses along your inner thighs. “So beautiful, and It’s not even my birthday.”

Kim Namjoon

He looks so peaceful, so beautiful, so-

Snoooooore

You sigh. So loud.

You drop your purse on the desk before slipping out of your party dress and into one of Namjoon’s old t shirts that you stole for pajama use before sitting down on your bed next to your obnoxiously snoring boyfriend.

Despite the deafening sounds coming from his open mouth, Namjoon still somehow manages to look irresistible. Fuck, how does he even do that? When you sleep you look like a monster, but at least you don’t snore like one. God you have to wake him up until you can fall asleep so you don’t have to listen to his god awful noises. In fact, there are some other noises, you’d much rather hear him make.

You hatch your plan quickly and tug the covers down Namjoon’s body, exposing his bare torso and boxers to you. You let your hands run over his body momentarily before pulling his length out through the hole in his boxers and immediately sinking your mouth down onto it.

Namjoon’s snores immediately stop and turn into light groans. He’s always been a light sleeper, but you know for sure this is the easiest way to wake him because of how sensitive his cock is. It’s only moments before you feel fingers lace in your hair.

“Fuck, baby, what’re you doing?” He whispers, his deep voice sending chills down to your core.

You pull your mouth off of him with a pop before answering. “You were snoring. You know I can’t fall asleep when you’re snoring.”

“Shit, if you’re going to wake me up like this every time I should snore more often.”

“No, you definitely shouldn’t.” You chide, squeezing the base of his cock.

“Well, then at least let me return the favor.”

Park Jimin

It’s about midnight when you finally fall through the door of your house, a bit tipsy and a bit surprised to see the lights still on. You somehow manage to take your shoes off in less than ten minutes and when you stand up straight again, you see why the lights are on. Jimin fell asleep on the couch again. God, he’s so cute, curled up under a blanket; he must have waited up for you again.

“Jiminie?” You whisper, making your way over to the couch. He’s fast asleep, mumbling something as he snoozes. “Jimin?” You run your thumb over his cheek in an attempt to rouse him, but he only rolls over onto his back, and that’s when you notice something, uh, rather large, and then you hear it, Jimin moaning your name in his sleep.

“Y/N…” He whimpers as his hips twitch upwards. Fuck that’s hot. Arousal immediately floods your senses and your hand trails from Jimin’s face, down his chest to the erection in his shorts, gently rubbing against it as Jimin groans out. The sound of his pleasure is music to your ears and you rub over him harder, which finally wakes him. “Y-Y/N?” He gasps, slightly out of breath.

“Hi baby, dreaming about me?” You smirk.

“I uh, fuck…”

“Want me to take care of you handsome?” You ask, running your hand over his cock again.

Jimin grabs your hips and pulls you so that you’re straddling his lap, shuffling down so that his face is between your thighs. “Let me take care of you first.”

Kim Taehyung

“Fuck.” You trip over your hastily discarded shoes in your rush to get to the bedroom. In your drunken stupor, you’ve been desperate for Taehyung’s touch all night, and now that you were home, you weren’t going to waste anymore time. You practically sprint to the bedroom, removing your clothes as you go, but when you open the door to your room, it’s dark. You listen closely, and sure enough, you can hear Taehyung’s soft snores coming from your bed.

“Tae Tae.” You whine, clambering onto the bed next to him. “Taehyung wake up please.” Taehyung groans and rolls over, but he’s still fast asleep. “Taeeee.” You grab Taehyung’s  hand and push it up under your shirt, squeezing his hand over your breast. “Taehyungie wake up for me handsome.” You whimper when his hand twitches and he grabs your breast himself. “Tae?” You ask hopefully.

“Yeah baby…” He whispers, not fully awake yet.

“Tae, help me please.” You beg, gripping his hand tighter.

“Hm?” He sits up a bit before looking over at you and noticing the position of his hand. “Shit, now?” He asks, exasperated.

“Please?”

“Babe, I’m tired.” He groans.

“I promise I’ll do all the work!” You move to straddle his lap but Taehyung stops you.

“Come here.” He sighs, pulling you down so that your back is against his chest.

“What are you-” Your words are cut off by the feeling of Taehyung slipping his hand under the waistband of your underwear, his long slender fingers immediately locating your clit and drawing slow circles around it. “F-fuck, Tae.” You gasp, bucking your hips into his touch.

“Damn, why are you so wet?” He growls, placing sloppy kisses against your neck.

“M-more, please.” You plead. Taehyung obliges, sliding his hand down further until he can slip two of his fingers into your core, drawing a low moan from your mouth. His pace is quick at first, continuously hooking forward against your g-spot, but then he slows down, and soon enough he stops completely. “Tae?” It isn’t until you hear his heavy breathing that you realize he fell back asleep. “Tae, wake up!”

Jeon Jeongguk

You didn’t expect to find the lights on when you got home, you didn’t expect to see dishes in the sink, and something you really didn’t expect to see was the figure of your boyfriend already asleep in your bed. For the past few nights, he’d been staying at the studio late with Hoseok working on some of the new choreography, but here he was, out like a light at only 11:30.

Poor thing was probably exhausted, but honestly? You didn’t care. You hadn’t seen him in over a week, and you were feeling especially needy. You tried to distract yourself by having a few drinks with your friends, but the liquor only seemed to fuel your desires, and you had come home expecting you would have to take care of yourself, but Jeongguk was here, and being asleep, he was at your mercy.

You know it’s going to take a bit to wake him, so you strip off your clothes before pulling the covers off and straddling his lap. You reach forward and push Jeongguk’s bangs off his sleeping face, letting your thumb linger on his lips as you pull your hand away, before leaning down and placing soft kisses along his exposed shoulder. He sighs lightly, but doesn’t wake up.

You sit up and run your hands down his chest, admiring the way the moonlight reflects off his golden skin, before grinding down into his lap. He groans a bit this time, but still remains asleep. Hm. You lift your hips a bit and tug down Jeongguk’s boxers, letting his cock flop up against his stomach and then pressing your dripping core against it, rubbing your folds along his shaft, feeling it harden slightly beneath you.

Jeongguk stirs, his brows furrowing as his body tries to understand why he suddenly feels so good. You have one more trick that Jin taught you that was a sure fire way to wake him. You slide your hands up Jeongguk’s chest and lightly pinch his nipples, causing him to gasp as his eyes shoot open.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” He asks, a bit groggy and confused.

“Kookie, fuck me.” You whimper, grinding down against his cock.

“S-shit, where did this come from?” His hands grip your thighs tightly as he flips you over onto your back.

“I haven’t seen you in forever.” You whine. “Please just- ah!” You stop as Jeongguk thrusts into your heat in one quick push.