#vkook

Someone shuffled beside you in bed, and a large arm came up around you, trapping you in the pillowy white blanket underneath its weight. You glanced down, a familiar pattern of tattoos inked into the skin of the bicep currently pinning you to the mattress.

Oh right.

You turned your head, coming face to face with a very much still asleep Jungkook. You froze in place, all the memories from last night rushing back to you all at once.

The after-party, the black-suited security guard instructing you to stay put and asking you to wait a little longer, the two heavy stacks of documents you were suddenly handed, and, through shaky eyes, you scribbled and signed before being escorted to a large van with tinted windows.

You blinked a few times, as if to try to prove to yourself that this wasn't a dream. Jungkook's lips were parted slightly, his face soft and relaxed, his stage makeup from the night before still around his eyes and ever so slightly smudged. His hair fell over his face, bangs stuck oddly in different places, his lips full and pouty.

Even when sleeping, this man was devastatingly gorgeous.

You studied his face for a little while, in silent awe of being in his bed. You shuffled a little and rolled onto your side, turning your back to him as his little spoon. You slid yourself back towards him until you were met with his warm, bare chest. Jungkook subconsciously slid his arm down, landing his arm comfortably on the smallest part of your waist. Your heart was pounding at the touch; the only separation between his arm and your very naked body was the duvet that was draped lazily over your torso.

You settled into your new position, still half asleep and comfy, and saw a mess of black and blonde hair from over the little hill in the blanket. You couldn't help but smile to yourself, the giddiness returning in full swing.

The other wildly exciting part of your night.

Taehyung was facing away from you, lying on his stomach, his hair peeking out from above the blanket. His arms were tucked neatly under his pillow, the flex of his biceps so close to you sending a stir to your stomach again.

Maybe if you stayed completely still, they would keep sleeping, and you could stay here forever.

You let yourself drift back to sleep, but your heart was already awake and racing. There was no way you could fall asleep again now. You shuffled a little under the blanket again, curling yourself up into a little ball as you tried to get extra comfy. Then there was some movement on the mattress. Taehyung lifted his head off his pillow, staring off at the wall for a few seconds before turning his head to finally face you.

"Oh, you're awake." He spoke in a low whisper in the dark bedroom; his morning voice was rough and gravelly, but the same silkiness like honey poured through.

You nodded with a soft smile, and he smiled back, reaching his arm over the blanket to pet your chin. You felt yourself flush, the shyness hitting you at full force. You flustered at his touch, and he let out a soft chuckle.

"Does your head hurt?" he whispered, hand still resting gently on your face.

"Not really, I'm a little dizzy," you replied.

"Sit tight. Let me get you some water."

Taehyung sat up in bed, his bare back facing you as he sat on the edge of his side of the bed, stretching his neck side to side before standing up. Your eyes drifted to the tattoo on his lower back, something you never thought you'd be able to see so detailed and up close. You couldn't do anything but stare, still in such shock about how you ended up here.

He walked over to the mini fridge and pulled out a chilled bottle of water before cracking it open and returning to the bed.

"Here."

You nodded your head and thanked him, propping yourself up on your arm so you could take a sip. The icy, cool water was an immediate relief to your dry throat. Taehyung watched you as you took a few sips from the bottle, the water feeling like God's gift to your hungover body right now.

Jungkook stirred behind you, his arm still heavy on your waist. You heard a few quiet, sleepy hums behind you, and you turned your head back to face him, his eyes cracking open slowly.

"Mm," he hummed, eyes blinking slowly as he woke up in phases. His eyes landed on you, tucked safely under his arm and pressed against his warm, bare chest.

"Morning," he said with a lazy smile, before his eyes closed again. He pulled you in a little closer, the comfort of cuddling you lulling him back to sleep.

"Jungkook-ah," Taehyung climbed back into bed, reaching over you to nudge his friend on the shoulder. Jungkook furrowed his brows and lifted his head, eyes open again.

"It's almost nine. Get up."

Jungkook let out a grunt in protest before looking down at you, still cradled in his arms.

"Have fun last night?" he said with a small, sleepy smirk.

You crinkled your nose, turning your face into your pillow to hide your embarrassed smile. Jungkook laughed before planting a kiss on the back of your shoulder.

"I'll take that as a yes."

He sat up and rolled his neck a few times, his broad bare back perfectly chiselled, even in the dark room. You felt your mouth water, your head still resting on the pillow.

Jungkook shuffled down the hall, and a few moments later, the bathroom light flicked on, the door swinging half-closed.

Taehyung was back in bed with you, now lying on his back, still shirtless and only in his sleep shorts. He looked at you with quiet curiosity before opening his arm towards you, patting his chest with his other hand.

You scooted closer to him and rested your head on his chest, his warm, strong arm wrapping around you safely. You nestled yourself deeper into him; the smell of his sweat mixed with the leathery notes of his cologne was enough to drive you crazy.

"Sleep well?" Taehyung mumbled as he traced soft circles on your arm.

"Mhm," you hummed, your hand resting on his chest next to your cheek.

"Good," he replied, giving your arm a quick squeeze.

He tilted you up by the chin, your eyes locking with his, only inches away from each other. You felt everything inside you turn into a puddle at his touch.

"I had a lot of fun last night," he said with a lazy smile. "I hope it wasn't too much for you."

"No, I had fun—it was fun," you said with a smile, fighting the blush from rising to your cheeks.

Taehyung leaned in and brought his lips down on yours, his full, pouting lips electrifying you as he kissed you. You parted your lips involuntarily, and he let out a soft laugh as he deepened the kiss, delicately, sweetly, and not aggressively and dominating like it was last night.

"Mm," you hummed into his mouth, and he smiled into the kiss for a moment before he pushed himself deeper against you, his tongue swiping your lower lip for entry. You let your mouth fall open, granting him access to the inside of your mouth. Taehyung wasn't rushed; he licked your tongue softly first, before darting his tongue in a little deeper, sweeping the inside of your mouth like he was trying to map out the inside of your mouth before you had to leave.

"Tae," you moaned, the sensation of his wet tongue against yours so early in the morning sending a fire directly to your lower core.

"Gonna miss this pretty mouth when we fly out tonight," he murmured into your mouth.

Taehyung lifted you up so that you were practically lying on top of him now, and he pulled away from your lips for a moment, propping his pillow up behind him so he was sitting up a little more, watching you with those hypnotizing eyes.

"Why don't you leave us with one more memory before you have to go?" His tone was lower, dripping with his want for you, his eyes the same as they were last night: dark and commanding.

You bit your lower lip as you slid yourself down his bare torso, landing yourself right at his waist. Taehyung was already hard beneath the fabric of his pyjama shorts, his eyes half-lidded as he watched you intently.

With one hand, you slipped his waistband down, his waiting cock peeking out from the waistband, flushed and already a little glistened from precum.

You were the luckiest girl on earth.

You took him in your mouth, the familiar salty sweetness of his arousal coating your tongue. Taehyung's mouth fell open, his eyes trained on you as you swirled your tongue expertly over the head of his needy cock.

"Mmm, so gorgeous," he moaned as he watched you.

Your head was still spinning a little from the alcohol, but you blinked hard to maintain your focus. Your wet, pouty lips worked his tip as you licked at the soft tendon at the underside of his cock.

Taehyung bucked his hips a little at the sensation you were giving him, his one arm coming up to hold up the back of his head.

"Yeah, just like that."

You dipped your head lower, his cock sinking deeper into your mouth, nudging on the back of your throat. Taehyung let out a deep, breathy moan, his eyes fluttering closed as you slid your mouth up and down his length.

"Fuck," he grunted, before his other hand flew to the back of your head, pushing you further down onto his long, thick cock. "Obsessed with you."

You felt yourself gag a little at the force of his hand on the top of your head, guiding you further and further down his length. He was deep down your throat now, his thickness filling your mouth entirely, knocking your uvula with every bounce. You closed your eyes, focused on pleasing the superstar sprawled out in front of you. You closed your hand into a fist, fighting the tears that threatened to escape your eyes from the intensity of his fullness in your mouth.

Taehyung bobbed you up and down with his guided hand, his hips bucking upwards to let himself feel even more of you, the stretch of your mouth around him driving him crazy.

"So fucking good, hm? Fucking love this mouth," he hissed as he continued fucking your mouth, his satoori bleeding through every anunciation of his words. "Fuck."

"I still feel fucking drunk," Jungkook suddenly turned the corner, reappearing from the bathroom, toothbrush dangling from his mouth.

He stopped in his tracks at the sight of you, naked and on your knees in front of Taehyung, your head being pinned down by his hand as he fucked your mouth like you were his personal little pornstar.

"Huh, so this is what you were doing while I was washing my face," Jungkook scoffed, taking a step closer towards the foot of the bed.

You let out a muffled moan, and Taehyung released his hand from your head, letting you finally catch some air. You pulled off of him with a desperate wet pop, your eyes and lashes wet, your chin already dribbling with saliva. You were panting as you brought your hand up to Taehyung's cock, still determined to please him. You pumped your hand up and down his length firmly, milking him as you caught your breath.

"Hyung, you're so fucking greedy," Jungkook murmured, taking another step towards the bed so that he was only a couple of feet behind you at the foot of the bed.

Jungkook was still shirtless in his gym shorts, and he watched quietly as you continued to please his bandmate, your hand pumping Taehyung's cock with a steady pace, dipping your head back onto the first few inches of his length.

"Ugh, fuck, you're so pretty," Jungkook groaned, palming himself over his shorts now. "Even in the early morning, you're just as much of a giver as you were last night."

"Isn't she such a good girl?" Taehyung looked up at his dongsaeng with a cocky smirk. "Sucking me off for breakfast."

"Mhm," Jungkook replied, his voice low and hungry.

Jungkook pulled the toothbrush from his mouth, wiping his mouth on the abandoned towel on the bench at the foot of the bed.

"Can you handle some more, love?" Jungkook's words were sweet, but the way they came out of his mouth was mean, like he was teasing you.

You popped your mouth off of Taehyung and tossed your hair over your shoulder to look back at Jungkook. You didn't say anything, just gave him a look, that look that got you into this mess in the first place.

He let out half a cocky laugh before he slid his shorts down, undressing himself behind you.

You felt your core burning already, your pussy clenching around the painful nothingness. The cool air of the hotel room felt extra sensitive against your exposed cunt, your ass up in the air from pleasing Taehyung.

"C'mere," Jungkook said with a growl as he reached forward, gripping your hips and yanking you backwards towards him. You let out a giggly yelp at the way he manhandled you.

Jungkook slid his thumb against your pussy, the pad of his thumb parting your folds so easily. You shivered at the sensation, the glide of his finger sending little sparks throughout your whole body.

"Already dripping," he murmured to himself. "Tae, you got her so wet already."

Taehyung let out a laugh, giving Jungkook a cocky half-shrug as he took his own cock into his left hand, pumping himself lazily.

"She has good taste."

Jungkook dipped a finger into you first, the feeling of something, anything inside of you making you gasp. He hummed as he slid another finger into you, before he began to scissor his fingers inside of you, stretching you out.

"Hnng, JK," you hissed, your head dropping forward against the blanket.

"Shh shh," Jungkook said with a smirk. "Just getting you ready for me, baby."

"I think she can handle it already, Koo." Taehyung was watching you, face pressed into the blanket to muffle your moans as he jerked himself off to the view.

The sensation of Jungkook's fingers suddenly went away, before being replaced by the burning, splitting sensation of his cock pressing into you, slowly, inch by inch.

"Ah!" You wailed into the blanket, the soft pillow duvet swallowing any of your cries. "Too-too much."

"You can take it," Taehyung growled, still fucking his hand in front of your face. "You took it so well last night, didn't you, baby?"

You nodded and propped yourself back up properly before arching your back, giving yourself fully to Jungkook as he sank deeper into you, until he was completely sheathed inside of your pussy. The feeling of him filling you completely was shattering your sanity; Jungkook was hung, bigger than any of the boyfriends from your past, and he knew exactly how to use all nine inches of his pretty cock.

"That's it," Jungkook groaned, staying still for a moment as you quaked and clenched around him desperately, trying to get used to the feeling of him again. "Take it. Take all of me, pretty girl."

"F-fuck," you moaned, lifting your head off the bed finally. "God, you feel so good inside of me."

"Love my cock, huh? Wanna take it all for me like a good girl, ah?" Jugnkook's voice was gravelly and low, his Busan accent thick and evident in every sentence as he got lost in the feeling of you, still drunk and sleepy.

"Yes, JK," you whimpered.

He began to set a rhythm, rocking his hips against your ass at a pace that knocked the wind out of your lungs. You let out a cry at the intensity, his length splitting you in half as he fucked you from behind.

Taehyung groaned at the sight of you, falling apart already on Jungkook's cock. You looked up at Taehyung through needy eyes, your brows furrowed and lips pouting as your breath matched the pace of every slam of Jungkook's hips into you.

"Think you can take us both, hm?" Taehyung's accent was thick, his eyes half-lidded as he watched you like a jaguar. "Come here, take this cock too."

You swallowed between gasps before reaching forward, wrapping your hand around Taehyung's girthy size again. He cocked his head to the side as he watched you, his other hand coming up to fluff the back of his hair.

"Come on, princess, don't be shy," Jungkook growled from behind you, still fucking you expertly. "Show us what you can do."

You could barely think straight with how well Jungkook's cock was hitting your g-spot, knocking stars into your vision with every thrust. You shook your head a little before poking your tongue out of your mouth again, enveloping Taehyung in your mouth once more.

"Fuuuck," Taehyung moaned, dropping his head back against his pillow. "You're a gorgeous little cumslut, aren't you?"

You nodded a little as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock again, swallowing every inch of him that you could possibly take. Taehyung's length stretched your mouth out so crudely, and he sneered at you as he watched you struggle to take him all in your mouth.

"Too fucking big for you?" Taehyung groaned, his dialect itching your ears in just the right way. "Dirty girl, you can do it."

You felt like your body was on fire; every part of you felt full, spent, but your head was spinning with how much pleasure you were experiencing. Jungkook was fucking you so well from behind, every thrust of his hips pushing you deeper onto Taehyung's cock.

"Wanna see you fall apart like this on the both of us, honey," Jungkook groaned before dropping his hand down to your pussy, rubbing slow, controlled, firm circles on your clit.

You let out a muffled cry, the sounds dampened against Taehyung's length stuffed in your mouth. He grinned down at you, your mouth so full of him, and his other hand came back down to hold you steady.

You felt like you were going to die, but you already were in heaven.

Your core burned hotter and hotter, the cord inside of you beginning to stretch impossibly tight. Jungkook's tip was knocking against your sensitive spot so perfectly, and you thought you could pass out from the pleasure.

The rhythm of his hips suddenly faltered for a moment, and Jungkook leaned down, fishing his phone out of his shorts that were left abandoned on the floor.

The blanket around you was suddenly illuminated by a phone light, and your eyes widened as you realized Jungkook was filming you, spread open, bent over, and taking him like a pornstar. Humiliation immediately washed over your whole body, and you were sure that if you weren't red in the face before, you definitely were now.

"Jungkook—" you gasped, popping your mouth off of Taehyung for a moment.

"Don't worry, angel, nobody's ever going to see this except me. And Hyung."

Taehyung chuckled, his hand pushing your head back down along him. He gave you a wink, the small gesture sending a surge of adrenaline through your body, and you picked up the pace.

"Ugh fuck, look at her. Performing for the camera."

Jungkook held the camera at arm's length so that he was filming himself fucking you, selfie-style, as you sucked Taehyung off. He threw his head back into the pillow again, his lower lip pinched between his teeth as his abdomen was flexed, his pleasure taking over his whole demeanour.

"Gonna fucking cum in this pretty mouth," Taehyung hissed, brows furrowed as he sat up a little further, his V-line and abdomen on perfect display, glistening with sweat and flexed.

"Sin fucking city," Jungkook said to the camera with a cocky laugh. "Look at her."

Your face burned with embarrassment, but you persisted. Jungkook's fingers were still working your clit, and you were desperately trying not to explode, not to scream out in pleasure.

Taehyung let out a long, pornographic moan as he reached his climax, his warm, desperate spurts hitting you in the back of your throat. Your mouth was suddenly flooded with the salty-sweet taste of him, thick and creamy on your tongue.

"Fuuck-God," Taehyung hissed, his hand pushing you down along his length impossibly deep as he rode out his high. "Horny little slut, taking my load in her pretty mouth."

You dragged your tongue along the underside of his length, all the way up to the top, cleaning him up with your mouth before you drank all of him down. You swallowed with a gasp, your mouth falling open to show Taehyung that you had taken all of him so well, just like he wanted.

Taehyung's hand released from your head to tilt you up to look at him by the chin. You held eye contact with him through teary eyes, still rocking forward on your knees as Jungkook fucked you. Taehyung's eyes were still dark, but his gestures were a little sweeter now, his thumb dragging along your lower lip, wiping up the residual cum dripping from your mouth.

"Pretty girl," he hummed. "Getting me off so well while Koo fucks you from the back."

You let out a whine at Taehyung's gentle hands as Jungkook wrecked you, the two opposite sensations making your head spin.

"Please, please," you begged, your eyes needy and wet as you held Taehyung's gaze. "Feels so-so good, Tae. Gonna—"

"Fuck, she feels so tight around me," Jungkook hissed, his eyes squeezing shut as he fought his own pleasure, his camera still on you.

You were teetering on the edge now, your climax dangerously close. You squeezed your eyes shut, the pleasure manifesting itself in the faces you were making, desperate, vulnerable, and so erotic.

Taehyung's voice broke through your trance.

"Look at me."

Your eyes flew open, Taehyung's hand returning to your chin as he held you up, forcing you to look at him. He was smiling at you, not sweet, but cocky.

"Just wanna remember what you look like as you cum, hm?" Taehyung said with a grin.

That was it.

Your climax ripped through your body, the intensity so strong that your vision went blurry, and you dropped your head to the blanket, as you wailed into the covers. Taehyung lifted your head back up with ease, your eyes rolled back into your head, eyes fluttering, knuckles white as you gripped the bedsheets. You felt a warm rush of liquid escape you, dripping down your thighs and trickling onto the bed with an audible drip.

"Fuck, so sexy," Jungkook hissed, maintaining his mean pace. "Squirting all over me like a dirty whore."

"Tae, too much, he's too much," you sobbed, the pleasure mixing with pain as Jungkook knocked his cock into you, his pace picking up as he neared his climax.

"Shh, you can take it," Taehyung murmured, stroking your cheek. "Take it, doll."

Jungkook let out a low groan through gritted teeth, his phone abandoned on the bed, both his hands gripping you by the hips as he pounded into you continuously.

"Fuck, you squeeze around me so well, gonna fucking cum in this slutty cunt, huh?"

You felt your body go limp, but you stayed on your knees so obediently, letting Jungkook climb to his peak as he fucked you feverishly.

A large hand came down on your ass, giving you a stinging slap. You wailed out, your fingers coming up to intertwine with Taehyung's.

"Fucking perfect girl," Jungkook growled. "Letting me fuck her while Hyung watches. Gonna fucking wreck you, baby."

"Let Jungkook cum in your pretty pussy, baby," Taehyung cooed.

"Fuck-yes, Jung-kook-please," you stuttered, far too drunk off his cock to even think straight. "Please, finish in my tight little pussy, it's all yours, my pussy is yours."

Jungkook let out a low guttural groan as he pressed himself deep into you, up to the hilt. His head dropped forward as he reached his climax.

"Fucking shit," he moaned as you felt his ropes shoot inside of you, jagged and pulsing. Jungkook painted your walls with his pleasure, his breath releasing in short pants and hisses as he fucked himself through his high.

You were entirely spent now, your body was limp and boneless, and you collapsed onto the bed by Taehyung's legs. Jungkook collapsed beside you at the foot of the bed, his length still buried inside of you.

The three of you lay on the bed, sprawled in every direction in silence, the only sound in the room was the panting and heavy breathing from both you and Jungkook. Taehyung's hand came up to pet your hair gently, stroking your head with a soft rub of his thumb.

He reached over for the water bottle he had brought you earlier on the nightstand and uncapped it again, bringing it to your lips. Your eyes fluttered open at the contact with the plastic bottle, and you opened your mouth slightly, allowing Taehyung to bottle feed you sips of water through heavy breaths.

"Good girl," he cooed. "Such a good girl."

Jungkook wrapped his arm around your waist again, holding you in close as his breathing returned to normal. He pressed sweet kisses along your shoulder, your back, your spine.

"Let's get you cleaned up, hm?"

Jungkook gently pulled himself out of you, the mix of your fluids dripping out onto the bedsheets. You covered your face in embarrassment, but Jungkook's hand came up to pull your wrist off.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

The shower turned on with a roar, the water pressure strong and thumping against the glass door already. Steam slowly began to fill the chamber, and Jungkook reached into the shower to test the temperature.

Taehyung was standing behind you, his hands rubbing up and down your arms possessively as he waited for the shower to warm up.

"It's good," Jungkook mumbled as he stepped in, and then turned to face you, his hand reaching out to help you in.

You stepped over the little step of the shower floor, joining Jungkook in the steamy chamber. The scent of eucalyptus and citrus filled your senses, the steam soothing your whole body almost instantly.

Taehyung stepped in behind you before he closed the door, the three of you standing impossibly close together. You were pinched between the two tall, muscular men, both of them facing you as their hands lazily explored your wet body.

"Sweet girl," Taehyung murmured into your ear, planting a kiss on the back of your neck. "Thanks for spending the night."

You nodded, and Jungkook tilted you up to face him with a finger on your chin. He grinned at you, lip ring twinkling under the potlight, before leaning in to press a sweet, soft kiss on your lips.

The two of them reached for the body wash that was mounted on the wall, each pumping twice, before lathering the soap in their hands. Jungkook then opened his hands towards you, his hands immediately gently gripping your breasts in his hand, giving them a soft squeeze as he began to spread the bubbly body wash across your body, massaging you as he cleaned you.

Taehyung followed suit, his hands firmly on your shoulders, massaging the tension out with his soapy hands before spreading the lather across your back, scrubbing gently and thoroughly down the length of your spine. You felt yourself melt at their touch, so intimate and loving.

"Mm, feels good," you sighed, your head dropping back onto Taehyung's shoulder.

"Yeah, she's sleepy," Jungkook said with a chuckle. "I'd be too."

You stood between them as they washed themselves, the scent of the bodywash making your head spin.

When all three of you were perfectly clean again, Taehyung reached around you and turned off the water before reaching out of the shower door to grab a towel. He stepped out first, wrapping the towel around his waist, before grabbing a second and third one, motioning for you to step out of the shower towards him. You did.

Jungkook stepped out of the shower behind you, and Taehyung handed him one of the towels. He wrapped it around his waist tightly before they both turned their focus back to you.

"Arms up," Taehyung said softly, and you lifted your arms over your head.

He wrapped the towel around your torso, tucking it in at the edge so it hung like a dress. Jungkook pressed the towel against your body, helping you dry yourself. Once you were comfortably wrapped up, Jungkook stepped towards the mirror, shaking his wet tendrils of hair around like a puppy dog. He collected another towel from the shelf to dry his hair.

You returned to the bed, sitting on the edge as Taehyung got dressed in front of you. He glanced at the clock on the wall.

10:04am.

"Jungkookie-ah, we gotta go soon."

"Yah," Jungkook called from inside the bathroom.

Taehyung turned back to look at you.

"We have late check out. You can nap here until we come back, if you want."

You were so sleepy, too blissed out to move. You nodded, giving him a weak smile as you let yourself lie back in bed.

Taehyung looked at you with a laugh before coming around the bed again, petting your head gently.

"Sleep well. We'll try to get ready quietly."

You nodded, already feeling half-asleep as you melted back into the pillows and blanket, the cool Egyptian cotton bundling you up so addictively.

You didn't realize you had drifted off to sleep until your eyes snapped open to the sound of a knock at the door.

"That's probably Hobi-hyung," Taehyung murmured, now fully dressed, with a pair of sunglasses sitting on his head, and his backpack over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go," Jungkook hummed, his hair fluffy and blow-dried, bare-faced and zipped up in a black hoodie.

"It was nice meeting you," Jungkook said, giving you a nod, his hands in his pockets. "Maybe when we're back in Vegas?" He gave you a wink.

You buried your face a little deeper into the blanket, the shyness returning.

"Yeah," you murmured, your mouth breaking into a wide smile.

Jungkook laughed, watching you fumble in your own shyness for a moment, before Taehyung nudged him by the shoulder.

"Come on, let's go," Taehyung urged. "They're all waiting for us."

Taehyung turned back to you with a little smirk.

"See you in a few hours."

And then the door opened and closed with a dull squeak and then a soft click, sealing you into this bubble of them, the twelve-hour whirlwind that you had found yourself in. You let your eyes flutter shut, the lingering smell of sweat and eucalyptus lulling you into what was going to be, possibly, the best sleep of your fucking life.

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i just blacked out and wrote this im missing out on precious sleep and i'm not proofreading it

bitch i need to touch grass!!!! ♡⃛

She was a quiet girl but he knew there could be— there was more to her.

The friend group was hosting a house party at Taehyung’s place tonight. Taehyung greeted whoever he seen that came in, quickly handing them a drink. His eyes were immediately drawn to Shoto and his girl.

“Sup man.” Shoto dapped up Taehying when they walked in. Y/n sent Taehyung a small smile as she stood behind her boyfriend.

“What’s up,” Taehyung greeted Shoto back. He kept his gaze on Shoto’s girl. Fuck, she was gorgeous.

Her smile was cute and her hair was long and silky. “Y’all want a drink?” He offered Shoto as he kept his eyes on his girl subtly.

“I’ll take one.” Shoto answered. Y/n opened her mouth to speak but the man cut her off. “She’s good.”

“Aight,” Taehyung replied to Shoto. He handed him a beer before turning his gaze back onto Shoto’s girl once again.

She looked pretty tonight. Her thick lips looked even more plump than usual. “You don’t want a drink?” He asked her directly.

“Nah man.” Shoto spoke for her once again. “She’s my ride home.”

Taehyung’s jaw clenched slightly at Shoto speaking for her again. He hated how Shoto always did that—treated her like she couldn’t speak for herself. “Okay my fault. Just bein’ a good host.”

“Don’t worry about it man.” Shoto shook his head. “Go off with your friends.” He whispered in Y/n’s ear, making her walk off to join a group of girls by the pool table.

"Damn," Taehyung muttered to himself, seeing her walk off.

She really was a gorgeous girl. Her body was slim with curves in all the right places.

She was a bit more dressed up tonight than usual. She wore these capri jeans with a low cut top. Her breasts were huge and her ass was more than plump. She was short, even with her heels on.

He watched Shoto talk and laugh loudly with the guys, completely ignoring her existence. "This dude," He mumbled.

“Yo Tae!” Shoto snapped him out of his daydreaming. “Come spark up.”

"Coming," He responded, walking over to join Shoto and the other guys outside.

As they passed blunts and talked shit, Taehyung found his eyes constantly wandering back inside, checking on Y/n.

She wasn’t even his, but yet he paid so much attention to her naturally.

She was laughing and playing pool with the other girls, looking carefree and happy.

Y/n herself kept looking back, continuing to ‘accidentally’ make eye contact with her man’s friend and party host Taehyung. She bit her lip.

Something about him was so captivating and inviting. He was so naturally and effortlessly sexy.

Taehyung caught her looking at him again and felt a smirk tug at his lips. He intentionally let his eyes linger on her for a bit longer this time, taking in her biting lip.

Shoto was too busy boasting to notice the exchange. "Ass," Taehyung mouthed to himself, sick of hearing his friends shit.

He couldn’t stand himself. Shoto was an arrogant son of a bitch who could only hold a conversation when he was talking about himself.

In the beginning he was a cool guy but their friendship quickly spoiled. It’s like he had been hiding this alternate personality.

Taehyung wasn’t the only one in the friend group who could see that.

“What’s with you tonight?” One of their friends, Jaemin looked over at Taehyung. “You seem so distracted tonight. You waitin’ on someone?”

"Nah, just bored," Taehyung lied, taking a hit from the blunt. He blew out the smoke slowly before looking back inside at Y/n.

She was bent over the pool table now, taking a shot. Her ass looked amazing in those jeans.

Fuck.

“Bored?” They laughed. “Round of shots?”

"Fuck it, why not," Taehyung agreed, downing a shot of tequila. He watched as Shoto’s girl sunk the pool ball perfectly.

She was really fucking cute. He found himself hoping she’d look at him again.

One of the girls nudged Y/n. “We know you can’t drink buttttt is hitting the pen gonna hurt anything?” She whispered.

Y/n looked back at Shoto who clearly didn’t give a damn to look over at her. “I’m down.” Y/n agreed, turning over to hit some weed pen the girl had.

She wouldn’t feel it so much, so why not?

She was smoking with the girls and Shoto was still outside smoking and drinking with the guys, ignoring her completely. Taehyung’s smirk grew wider as an idea popped into his head.

Y/n laughed with the girls, giggling as she sneakily took more hits. “Fuck, this flavors good…Like a mango peach.”

Her laughs were getting louder and she was sitting on the couch alone now because the other girls went to get more drinks. Shoto was still outside. Taehyung saw his chance.

Taehyung walked over to the couch where she was sitting all alone. He sat down next to her without a second thought.

"You aight?" He asked, looking her up and down.

“Hm?” She turned around, Taehyung’s deep voice making her jump and her heart skip a beat. “Oh— yeah I’m good.”

He’d never really talked to her before, he’s the quiet one of the group. She couldn’t talk much either.

Taehyung chuckled softly, leaning back on the couch. "You sure?" He teased, nudging her gently with his shoulder. He could smell the pen flavor on her breath and see the slight redness in her eyes.

He was taller than Shoto for sure. More masculine. His body had much more structure and his face was so much more define. Maybe it was the weed but her eyes lingered on him for a lot longer than she intended.

Taehyung felt her eyes on him and smirked slightly. He knew he was attractive. He was tall and muscular, had deep dimples and full lips. He watched her eyes roam over his body shamelessly. He liked it. "You’re barely even high aren’t you?” He teased softly.

“Yeah…” She noticed the other girls staring a bit at them.

"They probably think I’m hitting on you or some shit." Taehyung laughed softly, looking over at the girls who were whispering to each other. Shoto was still outside, oblivious to the fact that his girl was sitting next to his so called friend.

“Ah yeah…”

"You wanna go up to my room with me for a sec?" Taehyung stood up. He wanted to talk to her alone, away from the prying eyes of the other girls and Shoto's ignorance. “I got the good shit up there. No wax.”

“Oh um— Sure.” She followed him eagerly, atttactes to his voice like he was some kind of pied piper.

Taehyung led her through the house, his tall figure towering over her smaller one. He could feel her presence behind him, her eyes likely wandering over his back and arms. He smirked slightly, knowing he had her attention.

He had her right where he wanted her.

“You have a nice place.” She spoke up.

"Thanks," He replied nonchalantly, leading her upstairs to his room. He pushed the door open and stepped inside, turning to face her with a smirk.

"This is my room." The room was messy but had a certain charm to it, filled with band posters and sports equipment.

She took a good look around his room. Typical guy room yet a lot more organized than she would’ve imagined.

She examined all the photos on the walls, some of the photos containing memories of him and her boyfriend. “Yeah.” She took a seat on his queens sized bed, surprisingly a lot more comfortable than it looks. “I like your room.”

Taehyung leaned against his dresser, watching her sit on his bed. He liked having her in his space. She made it look cozy.

"Thanks," He replied, looking her over. She was really in his room.

“Did uh, Shoto see me smoke?”

"Nah, he was busy in the back with the other guys," Taehyung replied, pushing off the dresser to sit next to her on the bed.

Taehyung chuckled softly, leaning back on his hands. "You wanna smoke some more?" He asked, knowing that she was probably going to say yes. He had a stash in his room that he kept for nights like these.

“I probably shouldn’t…” She bit her lip. Fuck, she really wanted to. “I have to drive and shit…”

"You can stay here and sober up before you drive," Taehyung suggested, patting his lap invitingly. "I'll smoke with you and we can listen to music or something." He smirked softly, knowing that Shoto wouldn't come looking for her until it was time to go.

“Are you sure? Wouldn’t you rather be downstairs with the guys?”

"Nah, I'm good up here with you," Taehyung replied honestly, opening his drawer to pull out a blunt and a lighter. "Come here," He patted his lap again, scooting back against his headboard so she could sit comfortably. "Lift up your hair."

She glanced at the door before taking a seat on his lap. She tucked her hair behind her ears.

He had a big bed. There was plenty of room for her to sit anywhere else.

Taehyung wrapped an arm around her waist to stabilize her, bringing the blunt to her lips.

"Open up," He instructed gently, holding the smoke in while she inhaled deeply. He felt her relax into his lap immediately, getting higher off the good weed.

“Mm.” She hummed after taking a hit. “I like it.”

He chuckled lowly at her content hum, taking the blunt back to smoke himself. His arm remained around her waist possessively as he pressed play on a random movie.

The room filled with soft laughter and weed smoke, Taehyung occasionally passing the blunt back to her. She was getting pretty high now.

“What made you want to bring me up here?” She asked.

"Honestly?" He took another hit before answering, his fingers playing with the hem of her shirt absentmindedly.

"I wanted some alone time with my boy’s girl without him around being all protective and shit." He smirked, blowing out smoke slowly.

Her eyes widened. “I-“

"Relax," He chuckled, putting out the blunt in an ashtray. "I'm not gonna do anything crazy. Just wanna hang out with you without him around, okay?" He looked at her seriously now, his arm tightening around her waist slightly. "You’re not doing anything wrong.”

“Yeah.” She answered breathlessly. He was a hot guy who took initiative, how could she not listen?

He smiled softly at her response, his thumb brushing against her skin below her shirt.

"Good girl," He murmured, turning his attention back to the movie. He didn't know what it was about her, but he felt comfortable with her like this. High and quiet with him.

“Do you work out a lot?” She asked.

"Mhm," He replied, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. "Play sports too. Basketball mostly. Why?"

Dumb question. She already fucking knew this shit.

He looked down at his body unconsciously, knowing that he was jacked. He watched her look him over shamelessly. "You checkin' me out?" He teased softly.

“No…” She lied.

She hated being so easy for him. The weed didn’t help how she already felt either. She hated being hot and bothered for another man. Didn’t mean she was going to stop.

"Mhm, sure," He smiled, catching her lie easily. He didn't mind though. He liked having her eyes on him. He leaned back slightly, flexing his arms slightly to show off his muscles. "You can touch if you want. I don’t mind.”

She bit her lip, nodding. She grazed her hands along his chest and biceps. “Shoto doesn’t work out at all… I know you try to invite him to the gym.”

"He refuses. Makes an excuse every time. Twig boy." Taehyung chuckled, his body relaxing under her touch.

He knew she was high as hell, making her touch bolder. "He's skinny as hell too. How you handle that?" He smirked, watching her touch his body unconsciously.

“He was bigger when we first started dating. He got lazy…” She trailed off.

"Typical," Taehyung laughed, his abs flexing under her touch. He watched her fingers trace the lines of his muscles, enjoying the attention. "You like 'em big and strong?" He teased softly, his voice low from the weed.

“Mhm…I kinda have a thing for muscular guys.” She admitted. “Always have.”

"Good to know," He murmured, his eyes darkening. He watched her eyes linger on his arms, his chest, his abs. He knew what she wanted. He smiled.

“Yeah…Kind of embarrassing…”

"Why's that embarrassing?" He asked softly, catching her wrist gently to stop her roaming hands. His thumb brushed over her pulse point. "Liking big guys ain't something to be ashamed of," He leaned in slightly, voice dropping lower. "I got those muscles you like so much.”

“Liking guys that aren’t my boyfriend is the embarrassing part.” She replied.

"Yeah, but you're not doing anything wrong," He reassured her gently, knowing exactly what she was admitting.

She liked his body and he fucking loved that she was into him like this. "Just stating preferences, right?" He shifted slightly, his bulge poking into her through her jeans.

“I guess that’s true.” She mumbled.

"Exactly," He smiled, catching her hands again to keep them still on his chest. His abs flexed under her touch unconsiously.

He knew she was high and admitting things she normally wouldn't. "You like big guys who aren't your boyfriend," He stated slowly, watching her reaction closely.

“I guess…” She avoided eye contact. She knew what she was doing was wrong. She shouldn’t have been alone with any man that wasn’t her boyfriend. Let alone sit on his lap smoking in his bedroom.

He chuckled softly, his hands gently squeezing hers where they rested on his chest. "No need to be shy about it," He murmured, leaning in closer so his lips were mere inches from her ear. "I won't tell Shoto if that's what you're worried about."

“I’m not really worried about that honestly.” She shrugged. “I care about him but… he irks me sometimes.” For some odd reason she didn’t feel like he was the type to go around telling everyone his business.

His eyes flashed with interest and something else at her confession. He knew Shoto was annoying as hell sometimes.

"Like how?" He asked softly, his hands moving to her waist now, pulling her even closer so she was practically sitting on his lap properly. "Doesn’t he piss you off? Especially when he acts the way he does.”

“It’s just the way he’s been treating me lately. He used to be so in love but now he walks all over me like I’m his fuckin’ doormat. I hate that shit.” She shook her head. “Has he…said anything to you?”

"No, he hasn't said anything," He lied smoothly. Shoto was a piece of shit and he knew more than anybody. "He just seems distracted lately," He offered instead, his hands gently squeezing her waist.

“Oh.” She swallowed. “Yeah. Probably just work I guess.”

He couldn’t tell her the truth. It would look bad on him, especially as he’s trying to make a move on her.

"Probably," He agreed, watching her carefully. He knew she was upset but trying to hide it.

"You wanna smoke some more?" He offered, holding out the blunt again. He watched her nod eagerly, her hands reaching for it. He held it out of reach slightly.

“Just a little… I keep forgetting I still have to drive.” She sighed in frustration. “You’re distracting me.”

"You're in no position to operate a car now. You’ve smoked more of this blunt than me." He pointed out, bringing the blunt to his own lips to take a hit.

He held the smoke in his lungs before blowing it out slowly. "You shouldn't be driving," He looked at her seriously. "Stay the night."

“Shoto doesn’t want to.”

"So what?" He asked bluntly. "He ain't here right now," He shrugged carelessly. "You're high as fuck and you shouldn't be driving. Stay the night, sleep it off. Problem solved." He held out the blunt to her again.

“Taehyung it doesn’t work that way. He’s gonna come looking for me and he’s set on me driving home.” She explained.

His face darkened slightly at the mention of Shoto's controlling behavior. He took the blunt back and took another long hit, holding the smoke in his lungs as he watched her.

"Fuck Shoto," He said bluntly when he finally breathed out.

“But—“

"I said fuck Shoto," He repeated louder, his hands balling into fists on his lap. "You're high, you shouldn't drive, and Shoto can come look for you himself if he's so fucking worried." He took another hit. "Stay."

She swallowed. He handed her the blunt once more and she took a longer hit. This was a party she was invited to. She was allowed to have a bit of fun at the very least.

She never could really get to know or talk to her boyfriend’s friends. Just had to sit there and overhear conversations.

Y/n took a long hit and held the smoke in her lungs, closing her eyes briefly as she exhaled slowly. Taehyung watched her, a small smirk playing on his lips seeing her finally relaxing and enjoying the blunt. He leaned back against the headrest, one hand casually resting on her thigh.

“You sure you don’t want to go back downstairs? I’m not much fun.” She chuckled.

"Nah," He said lazily, his fingers tapping against her leg absently. "Everyone downstairs is annoying as fuck. I'd rather be up here with you," He admitted, looking over at her. "You're quiet, you're smoking, and you’re a good time. To me."

“Mmm I guess that’s true.” He was stroking her ego for sure.

He took the blunt back and took another hit before holding it out to her again. His gaze flicked down to her lips as she took a hit, watching as she wrapped her mouth around the blunt. "You're pretty." He commented.

“You think I’m pretty?”

"Mhm," His eyes dropped to her body, taking in her curves. He was higher, and her body was looking fucking good right now. "I can see why you are so desired." He took the blunt back and took another hit, holding it in his lungs as he watched her.

“I always thought you were cool. You never really talk much when I’m around though.” She shrugged.

"I talk when I got something to say," He replied, his voice low and relaxed from the weed. "You're always with Shoto, so I don't see the point in trying to talk to you. Not like you’re allowed to talk much anyway." He took another hit and passed the blunt back to her.

“Oh…I guess that’s true…” She shifted, getting more comfortable on his lap. “But why now? What changed?”

"Well your little boyfriend didn’t keep an eye on his girl. So I could step in no problem." He pointed out with a small smile. "I wanted to know you. Y/n. Not Shoto’s girlfriend.” His hand moved slightly higher on her thigh. "I like this version of you better."

“I like being like this too. Hate being his mute ‘shy’ girlfriend. He just don’t like me talking to his friends for some reason.” She shrugged.

His hand tightened slightly on her thigh as he processed her words. The blunt was forgotten in his hand. "So basically, Shoto keeps you on a short leash and doesn't let you be yourself around us? Fuck Shoto."

The longer the two were talking, the more Taehyungs passionate hatred for Shoto was starting to grow.

“Yeah…It is what it is.”

"It doesn't have to be," He murmured, his voice low and sincere. His hand moved slightly higher up her thigh, almost unconsciously. "You could talk to me more often. I wouldn't mind having you around without Shoto breathing down my neck.”

“You don’t mean that—“

“I do.” He cut her off. "It's like having a fucking guard dog around all the time." His hand tightened around her leg. "I don't know how you put up with him sometimes." His face was inches away from hers, his breath smelling like weed and mint.

“Yeah…Me either.” She examined his face. He was like an alien. His beauty made him seem so unreal. She could feel his firm body under her, and it was driving her insane.

His pupils dilated slightly as he noticed her staring. He leaned in closer, his nose brushing against hers. "You're staring," He murmured, his voice low and gentle. “Somethin’ you wanna say?”

“No! Sorry.” She accidentally blurted.

His lips twitched into a small smile, finding her flustered state adorable. He shifted slightly, pulling her even closer on his lap without realizing it.

"You were checking me out," He accused softly, his voice teasing yet serious.

“No I wasn’t!” She lied quickly.

"Liar," He whispered, his face inches from hers. His hand finally reached her hip, squeezing gently as he challenged her with his eyes.

The blunt was completely forgotten between his fingers. "You were looking at me like...like you wanted something."

“I don’t I just— Never really looked at you before.”

His expression darkened slightly. He realized that she probably never actually paid attention to him before.

His thumb moved slowly on her hip bone possessively. "So you've never actually looked at my face before?"

“I-I mean I have!” She put her hands up defensively. “Just not…this close.”

A genuine smile spread across his face at her defensive yet adorable response. His hand on her hip tightened slightly, pulling her even closer so she could feel his hardness through his pants.

"Close like this?" He murmured, closing the distance between their faces so their foreheads touched. "Or like this?"

She was getting more nervous at the proximity. “L-Like that.”

"So you've never really looked at me before," He realized softly, his voice low. His thumb moved slowly against her hip again.

"Like actually looked at my face. My body. My eyes. My lips." His mind reeled. He was basically a model, yet she acted like he was a regular guy.

“I’ve looked! Okay? You’re handsome.” She admitted.

"I'm handsome?" He repeated softly, a small smile playing on his lips. His hand moved from her hip to her waist, squeezing gently as he pulled her closer still. His cock throbbed against her thigh through his pants at her words.

“I think you are…”

His hands slid up her sides slowly until they were resting on her ribcage right below her breasts. "You think so?" He whispered teasingly close to her lips.

“Mhm.” She nodded. Fuck, she was losing this staring contest or whatever they were doing.

His eyes flickered down to her lips briefly before meeting hers again. He was winning this staring contest, and he knew it.

His thumbs gently brushed the undersides of her breasts accidentally on purpose as he held her ribcage. "Then look at me properly," He commanded softly.

“I am.” She scoffed.

"You're not," He retorted with a small smile. His eyes dropped to her lips again. God, she had pretty lips.

His thumbs were practically touching the bottom of her breasts now. "You're avoiding my eyes." He accused. “It’s cute.”

“Am not.” She folded her arms.

He chuckled softly at her stubbornness, his thumbs finally brushing against her breasts gently as he squeezed her ribcage slightly.

"You are," He insisted softly. His eyes were locked onto hers now, daring her to look away first.

She faced him, completely. She made proper eye contact with him.

He realized why Shoto fell for her shy innocent looks. She definitely wasn’t the sweet shy type she had portrayed to be.

She was a damn knockout when she actually looked at someone without hiding behind her hair or lowering her gaze. His thumbs unconsciously caresed the bottom of her breasts again.

“Hm? Cat got your tongue now?” She jokingly teased him.

His eyes widened slightly at her teasing tone, his heart racing. He was losing this staring contest badly now that she was actually looking at him like that.

His thumbs pressed slightly against her breasts accidentally on purpose again. "No," He whispered hoarsely. "You're cheating."

“How?!” She laughed.

"How?" He repeated softly, his face inches away from hers now. His hands slid up further so his thumbs were directly on her breasts now, not accidentally anymore.

"You're looking at me like that and talking back without stuttering or looking away." He paused briefly before adding,"It's not fair."

“Whatever.” She chuckled. “Youre just a sore loser.” She shook her head.

His lips twitched into a smirk at her playful response. He liked this side of her - confident and teasing.

His thumbs gently squeezed the soft mounds beneath his fingers, testing her reaction. "I'm not losing," He murmured, his voice dropping lower. "I'm winning."

“Yeah fuckin’ right. I’m winning this shit.” She giggled.

The two kept laughing together and cracking jokes in between. Once the laughter died down the two simply stared into each other’s eyes.

The music booming from underneath them seemed like they were underwater.

“Well I—“

He cut her off by closing the remaining distance between their faces and pressing his lips against hers suddenly.

His hands immediately gripped her breasts fully now, squeezing them gently as he kissed her deeply. He hadn't planned this out properly but fuck it, it felt right. His tongue slid into her mouth without hesitation.

Once his rough grip tightened around her breast, a jumpy gasp left her body. “Mm!”

Her gasp only made him more aggressive. He sucked on her bottom lip before trailing open-mouthed kisses down her jawline to her neck while squeezing her breast harder making her arch into him.

One hand moved to grip her hair gently while the other continued its rough handling of her breast. "Shit..."

She moaned against his mouth at his wet tongue. She pushed her body closer to his. He could feel the pulse of her pussy on top of him.

"Fuck," He groaned against her neck, his hips lifting slightly on their own to press his hard cock against her core through their clothes. He squeezed her breast roughly again before moving his hand to her back to pull her closer. He wasn't even thinking about Shoto anymore.

“Is the door locked?” The two started making out frantically, hardly able to keep up the pace with one another.

"Yeah shits locked" He muttered against her mouth before kissing her deeply again.

His hands moved from her breasts to her ass, squeezing and lifting her core directly onto his cock. He couldn't believe he was dry humping Shoto's girlfriend like this but fuck she felt so good pressed against him.

“Fuck you’re a good kisser.” She panted.

"So are you. Shit.” He kissed her again messily, his hips lifting and pressing against her core desperately.

He was so hard it hurt trapped in his pants. "I'm gonna fucking cum in my pants if we keep this up," He warned her honestly between kisses. “So fuckin’ gorgeous.”

His hands travelled to her ass, groping her roughly. “I need more.. So much fuckin’ more. I can’t just kiss you.”

“Taehyung.” She panted. “Spit in my mouth.” She suddenly declared between kisses. “Fuck, do it now.”

Without hesitation, he pulled back and spat into her open mouth. A dirty smirk played on his lips as he waited for her to swallow. The sudden dominance from her made him even harder.

She kept her mouth closed. She hurriedly unbuckled his jeans, sliding them off and doing the same thing with his briefs.

She wanted to suck his dick so fucking bad. She needed to. The stupid cottonmouth from smoking made it nearly impossible for her to produce her own saliva.

"Fuck..." He hissed as she quickly undressed him. His hard cock sprang free, already leaking precome at the anticipation.

He knew exactly what she wanted and it only made him harder. "Open your mouth," He ordered roughly, stroking himself slowly. "You’re so fuckin’ sexy like this.”

She let the mixed saliva leak from her mouth and onto his cock. She stared at his glistening dick standing tall right in front of her.

She was so greedy to take him in her louth. She immediately went down on him. Size wise, he was much bigger than Shoto was.

"Ah fuck!" He grabbed a handful of her hair roughly as she took him deep without warning. His hips jerked forward instinctively trying to fuck her mouth.

"Shit shit shit..." He was already sensitive from dry humping, weed, and now this sudden blowjob was too much. "Slow down...Fuck don’t…”

She was a gagging mess, doing her best to take as much as him as she could.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" He could feel himself getting close already from the way she was gagging on him so perfectly. “Fuck you’re good at this shit.”

His other hand came up to grip her throat gently as he started fucking her face at a fast pace. "I'm gonna come... I'm gonna come down your throat. You’re such a fuckin’ freak.”

She looked up at him with her devilish eyes, clearly amused by his weak gaze.

Seeing those eyes while he was so close to coming made him lose control completely.

With a loud groan, he came hard, filling her throat with his hot cum.

He held her head in place, not letting her pull back as he pulsed inside her mouth. He didn’t even have to tell her to swallow.

She cleaned him up nicely. “You taste so good Tae…so good…”

He was panting heavily above her, his hands still gripping her head as he came down from his orgasm.

When she swallowed and praised his taste, his eyes fluttered shut momentarily.

Fuck, why did that turn him on so much? He pulled out of her mouth slowly, his softening cock falling out with a plop.

“So much better than my fuck ass boyfriend.” She smirked. “You whine when you get your dick sucked. It’s cute.”

He laughed at that, running a hand through his hair embarrassed now. "I'm sensitive okay?! I wasn't expecting a fucking expert blowjob!" He looked down at his softening cock approvingly. "You gave me the best damn blowjob of my life."

She chuckled. “I didn’t know you could sound so sexy. Did you plan this on purpose?”

He smirked, his ego slightly boosted. “No.” He adjusted himself, tucking his cock back into his boxers.

“That’s a lie. You wouldn’t have called me up here just to ‘smoke’” She scoffed.

"Okay, fine, maybe I had a tiny bit of hope you'd be into it?" He admitted with a sheepish grin. "But honestly? I didn't think you'd actually do it. I figured we'd smoke and maybe talk about how shitty your man is."

“Ugh I don’t even wanna hear about him right now.” She rolled her eyes, pulling him by his shirt on top of her so they were making out on his bed.

He went willingly, loving the way she took charge. She was just as on board with this as he was.

He knew she was gonna be trouble, but fuck, she was fun trouble. He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over her body. He knew exactly what she wanted, what she deserved. "No talking about that asshole then. Only us baby.”

“Mm just talk to me nasty then.” She growled. The thrill of being in bed with her man’s friend was getting her all hot and bothered. Taehyung was so fucking sexy and so much better.

"Anything for you" He whispered against her neck, biting lightly. "You want me to tell you how much I want to fuck you?" He could feel himself hardening again, pressing against her through their clothes. "How I've wanted this since the moment you walked in with him?”

“That can’t be true” She chuckled.

"I'm not kidding.” He protested, grinding against her slowly. "Every time you come over to hang out with me and Shoto, I go to bed hard as fuck thinking about you." He admitted. “Opened your Instagram just to finish myself off for the night.

“You—“

"Don't even fucking say it." He cut her off, his voice low and intense. "I'm dead serious. Your pictures? The way you dress? The way you move? Fuck, I jerk off to you almost every night." He kissed her roughly, silencing any response.

He couldn’t be serious. Her? She had no idea. Of course they exchanged glances… many many times. And the occasional accidental hand brushes. She had no idea until tonight.

He could see the disbelief written all over her face. He pulled back slightly to see her reaction better. "You had no idea, did you?"

He asked. "I mean, Shit. You don't realize how effortlessly sexy you are." He chuckled. "You must give Shoto blue balls all the time."

“I must be. I don’t give up shit for him. I hate having sex with him. We don’t have a sex lice anymore.” Y/n bit her lip. “He makes me want to not do anything for him. You I just— I want to make you feel good.”

Taehyung's eyes darkened with desire as he listened to her words. A smirk spread across his face as he realized just how unsatisfied she was with Shoto.

"Is that so?" He murmured, his hands sliding under her shirt to feel her skin. "You want to make me feel good? Cause I want to make you feel so much better.”

"I want to make you feel things Shoto never has." He whispered. "I want to be the one who makes you moan, who makes you come undone." He kissed her neck softly. "Let me show you what real pleasure feels like."

“You’re already doing a great job.” She bit her lip. “Keep kissing there. Just don’t leave a hickey.”

He chuckled softly, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her neck and collarbone, being extra careful not to leave any marks.

He knew he had to be discreet, after all. His hands slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her bra underneath. "Lift up," He commanded softly.

“You’re already doing a great job.” She bit her lip. “Keep kissing there. Just don’t leave a hickey.”

He chuckled softly, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her neck and collarbone, being extra careful not to leave any marks. He knew he had to be discreet, after all.

His hands slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her bra underneath. "Lift up," He commanded softly.

She nodded, letting him take off her clothes with no problem.

He tossed her shirt aside and ran his hands over her bare stomach appreciatively. "Fuck, you're so perfect," He murmured, his thumbs brushing under her breasts.

He leaned down to kiss her stomach gently, his hands sliding up to unhook her bra. Once it was undone, he slowly pulled it off, revealing her breasts to him.

“Mm you’re a little too good at that” She teased.

"Shh, let me worship you properly," He whispered against her skin, his hands immediately cupping her breasts. His mouth followed suit, kissing and sucking gently on her nipples.

He knew exactly how to touch and kiss a woman's body to drive them wild, something Shoto clearly lacked in experience.

“Fuck.” She watched, making eye contact with him as he groped and sucked on her nipples.

He saw her watching him, her chest heaving slightly. He spread her legs slightly without her noticing, his hands kneading her breasts like they were his favorite toys.

He saw her bite her lip as he sucked one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. He could tell she wasn't used to good foreplay.

“Fuck Tae.” She swallowed, “Y-You can leave hickeys here.”

A satisfied smirk played on his lips at her permission. “You’re so pent up. Relax.” He immediately marked her breast with his teeth and tongue, sucking hard enough to leave a purple hickey.

His hands slid down her stomach towards her pants button while he continued marking her other breast. He whispered against her skin,

"Just feel good. Cause you clearly haven’t felt it in a long time.”

He marked up her chest, her large breasts being bruised all around with deep purple marks.

He watched with satisfaction as her chest was covered in hickeys. He couldn't believe Shoto was so stupid to let this girl go unclaimed. On top of that, she was so vocal.

He quickly unbuttoned her pants and pulled the zipper down, sliding his hands inside to grab her hips. "Pull your pants down.”

She nodded quickly, eagerly unzipping her jeans and sliding them off her body.

He helped her pull her jeans off completely, leaving her in just her black lace panties. He spread her legs wide, placing them over his shoulders as he leaned down to kiss her inner thighs.

His hands gripped her ass cheeks possessively while he left hickeys on her inner thighs too.

He looked so fucking sexy between her legs. She hadn’t gotten ate out in a long ass time because of her bum ass boyfriend. Getting owned and marked up like this made her feel so hot and bothered.

He felt her thighs clench around his head as he left hickeys on them. He knew she was enjoying this, and it made him even more turned on.

He hooked his fingers into her panties and slowly pulled them down, revealing her bare pussy to him.

She squirmed under him. “I— Uh. It’s been a while.”

He raised an eyebrow at her confession, a smirk playing on his lips. "How long?" He asked softly before pressing open-mouthed kisses along her pussy lips.

“Three months.” She exhaled.

"Too fucking long," He muttered against her pussy, spreading her lips apart with his fingers. He could see how wet she was, how puffy her lips were.

He knew he was gonna have fun eating her out. "Does Shoto not eat pussy?" He asked mockingly.

“He did when we first got together but he stopped. Just focused on himself.” She shook her head. “I miss it. Being tasted.”

"Fucking selfish prick," He growled softly before pressing a hard kiss to her clit. He could feel how sensitive it was, and he knew she needed this.

He started eating her out slowly, sucking and licking her pussy like it was his favorite meal. "Wrap your legs around my head.”

She nodded, wrapping her legs just like he commanded. Her eyes shot open, the feeling of him eating her out went into full effect. “Oh shit.”

He hummed against her pussy, making the vibrations travel through her entire body. He spread her legs wider to have better access while his fingers spread her lips apart.

“G-Go faster. I like the sloppy shit.”

He smirked against her pussy, loving how dirty she was. He sped up his movements, eating her out faster and sloppier. He sucked on her clit harder, making wet noises as he ate her out like he was starving.

“Fuck yes.” She arched her back, running her hands through his hair with her stiletto pointed nails.

He moaned against her pussy as she scratched his scalp with her nails, turning him on even more. He loved that she wasn’t gentle during oral.

He ate her out messily, getting her juices all over his mouth and chin while his fingers played with her entrance.

“Oh my gosh yes Taehyung.” She moaned.

"You taste so fucking good," He muttered against her pussy before pushing his tongue inside her entrance.

He fucked her with his tongue while sucking her clit, knowing exactly what she needed. He couldn't believe Shoto didn't eat this perfect pussy on the regular. What an idiot.

“Fuck, you feel even better.” She whined. “So fucking good.”

"Mhm," He hummed, the vibrations making her legs shake. He was eating her out like she was his last meal messy noises filling the room as he devoured her pussy.

His fingers spread her open wider while his tongue hit every spot inside her.

“Gonna cum on your face.” She squirmed, pushing her front more into his face.

"Fuck yes," He encouraged, pressing his face deeper into her pussy. He sucked her clit harder while pushing two fingers inside her, curling them towards her g-spot exactly how every woman video showed to do. "Cum all over my fucking face. “

He groaned against her pussy as she came all over his face. He kept eating her through her orgasm, licking up all her juices and swallowing them like they were the best thing he ever tasted.

He pulled back once she stopped shaking, his face covered in her cum. “Take a picture of this shit.”

“What?” She widened her eyes as his legs trembled.

"Yeah," He smirked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was completely messy with her cum - lips swollen, chin wet, cheeks flushed.

"Take a picture of my face after eating this perfect pussy." He spread her legs wider for dramatic effect.

“I— I couldn’t possibly I mean what if he—“

"Shoto won't see it," He interrupted her nervous stuttering. "It's for our personal memory. Now take the fucking picture before your juices dry on my face.”

He stuck his tongue out playfully, covered in her essence. "Come on, be a good girl and take the picture with my phone.”

She groaned internally. With the way he talked to her so forwardly, she was melting at the presence of him.

She did as she was told, taking a picture of the sight below her. He looked so fucking perfect covered in liquid her.

He watched as she snapped the picture, his heart racing with excitement and satisfaction.

He looked down at himself in the photo - his face absolutely destroyed by her pussy juices, and he fucking loved it. He saved the picture to his phone immediately, adding it to a new album he created. "Turn around.”

She nodded, turning around.

Grabbing a condom quickly from his nightstand, rushing to slip it on. He smacked her ass softly, his hands immediately gripping her hips as she turned around.

He pulled her back against his chest, his hard cock pressing against her lower back. He snapped another photo of her in this arched position. He nuzzled his face against her neck, inhaling her scent mixed with her own arousal. "Spread your legs.”

He rubbed his cock against her pussy, teasing her entrance with the tip. He snapped another picture of her spread legs and her wet pussy lips glistening with arousal. "You want me to fuck you?" He asked, already knowing the answer. He just wanted to hear her say it.

“Taehyung you know I do.” She exhaled. “Please.”

"Mm okay. Since you asked so nicely." He hummed against her neck before thrusting his cock into her pussy without warning.

He snapped a picture of the moment his dick disappeared inside her, her pussy stretching around him. "Fuck," He groaned, starting to pound into her from behind.

“Oh fuck.” She whined, “Oh my gosh Taehyung.”

He gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises, fucking her roughly and deeply. Each thrust was accompanied by a wet slapping sound and her desperate moans.

He leaned over her back, biting her shoulder gently while continuing to hammer into her pussy. "Holy fuckin’ shit" He whispered harshly, “Gorgeous fucking view•

“Y-You’re so fuckin’ big…Fuckin’ upgrade for me…” She whined.

He threw his head back with a deep laugh. "No wonder Shoto couldn't satisfy you," He pounded into her harder, hitting deeper spots inside her.

“You need this big dick." He smacked her ass softly, taking another picture of his huge cock disappearing inside her tiny body. "You like bigger men?"

“Fuck yes. Ugh I finally can fuckin’ feel one.” She growled.

He grinned, feeling a surge of pride and dominance. "You should have told Shoto to fuck off and find a real man."

He thrust deeper, hitting her cervix with each stroke. "Is this what you needed? A real man's dick?"

“Yes! Mhm! S-So much fucking better!”

"Damn," He muttered, watching her arch her back and spread her legs wider for him.

"You're finally getting properly fucked," He growled, taking another picture of his big body covering hers while he drilled into her small frame.

“You’re such a fucking man Taehyung. You always have been. It’s always the quiet ones who can fuck soooo good.” She rolled her eyes back.

He chuckled darkly, his confidence boosting with her compliments. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her up into a standing position against him without breaking his rhythm.

He spun them around so she faced the mirror on his dresser. “Stay like this for me” He commanded hoarsely.

Her legs grew so much weaker in that position. He was truly wrecking her.

In the mirror, she saw his massive frame behind her, his muscular arms wrapped around her tiny waist.

His huge dick was buried deep inside her, stretching her pouty lips wide. He started to fuck her even harder, his hips slapping against her round ass. “See how much bigger I am?”

“Mhm! So much better!” She nodded quickly.

There was a sudden knock on Taehyungs bedroom door, making the two snap their necks.

Taehyung suddenly shoved her face into the pillow.

"What is it? I’m busy!” He called out loudly, trying to drown the sound of their fucking. “Don’t wanna get caught? Then you’ll be quiet for me alright?”

“Shit baby.” He murmured against her ear, wrapping a hand around her throat gently. "Keep quiet, love. You can do it.” He continued to fuck her in long, deep strokes.

She was flustered. A whiny mess underneath him. It was so hard to stay quiet when he was pounding the shit out of her with her face deep in his pillow.

He felt her muffled whimpers against the pillow and smiled to himself, his hand tightening slightly around her throat.

The knock came again, louder this time. “Tae! Open up man!” Shoto’s voice called out.”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Taehyung!” She tried to stay quiet “H-He’s at the door!”

"Shh," He shushed her, quickening his pace. His big dick was hitting her cervix repeatedly now, making her squirm and whimper louder against the pillow.

He buried his face in her neck to muffle his own heavy breathing and groans. "Stay quiet, Y/n." He pleaded quietly.

Shoto hollers from outside the door. “I’m gonna dip. I’m gonna catch a ride with Jaemin!”

“Your girl goin’ with you?” Taehyung asked, making sure Y/n couldn’t be heard. Shoto replied. “Fuck, I forgot I even came with her! I’ll text her she’ll probably Uber home. Thanks again. Night bro!” Shoto walked away from the door.

Y/n’s heart sank, hearing her so called boyfriend just dismissing her disappearance. She swallowed.

He heard the footsteps walk away and grinned wickedly against her neck.

He knew she was upset but he also knew she was enjoying being fucked by someone else anyway. He pulled out slightly and then slammed back in, making her jolt against the pillow. "He doesn't care about you."

“He forgot he even came with you,” Taehyung mocked, continuing to pound into her mercilessly.

“Doesn’t sound like he cares if you get home or not, hmm?” He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. “So fucking selfish.”

"While he's out there being a shitty boyfriend, I'm back here giving you what you actually need." He thrust harder.

“T-Taehyung.” She swallowed. “Take a video.”

His eyes flashed with excitement and he immediately reached for his phone, propping it up on the dresser so it had a perfect view of them.

The camera captured his muscular body slamming into her small frame, her tits bouncing with each impact, and her face no longer buried in the pillow, now able to scream his name as loud as she wanted.

She whined and moaned his name brainlessly getting fucked by him.

"Fuck, that's right," He growled into the camera, his voice deep and commanding as he fucked her roughly.

"Say my name while I fuck you better than Shoto ever did." The camera panned down to capture his enormous dick disappearing inside her tiny body over and over again.

“Fuck Taehyung right there… right fuckin’ there oh my gosh yes!” She moaned.

"That's it baby, come on my dick while you moan my name." He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, using her as a puppet as he snapped his hips hard.

The camera caught everything - her breasts bouncing, her wet pussy being destroyed, and her loud moans filling the room.

“So fucking good… Ugh oh my gosh.” She was sweating, body aching into her orgasm. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

"Right there? Cum on my big cock baby," He encouraged her, fucking her through her orgasm like the expert he was.

"Look at how well I fuck you compared to that idiot." He pulled her hair harder, making her arch her back perfectly for the camera.

“Yes yes yes yes! Fuck!” Her body came crashing down, finally reaching her orgasm and she repeated his name constantly.

"Fuck yeah, keep screaming my name," He groaned, feeling her pussy tighten around him like a vice as she came hard.

He didn’t let up, continuing to pound into her even as she was mid-orgasm, prolonging her pleasure and filling the camera with even more explicit content.

Once the camera shut off and the two came down from her orgasm. She laid in his bed, attempting to catch their breaths. “Taehyung I…I need you to send Shoto that video.”

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he caught his breath. "You want me to send him that video?" He confirmed, knowing exactly what kind of impact it would have on Shoto's ego and their relationship dynamics.

He pulled out slowly and adjusted himself comfortably beside her. “You serious?”

“Do you care about your friendship with him? Be honest.”

"Not even a little," He answered truthfully, his arms wrapping around her possessively. "If anything, this might finally make him see what he's missing out on by treating you like shit."

He grabbed his phone and opened the video app, sending it directly to Shoto without hesitation. “There.”

Hearing what Shoto had said to Taehyung when he thought she couldn’t hear made her realize the man truly didn’t give a damn about her. He really didn’t. He had been keeping her on a string this whole time for his own benefit. This video was the perfect revenge she needed.

As the message sent indicator appeared on his phone screen, Taehyung turned his attention back to her with a satisfied smirk.

He leaned in close, his lips hovering just above hers. "Consider that little asshole officially fucked over." His hand slid down to squeeze her ass possessively. "Now..."

“Hm?” She smiled, noticing the imitate touch once again.

"Now that we've officially ruined your relationship, I think it's only fair if you become my girlfriend instead," He teased, his fingers digging into her soft skin.

But there was a serious tone beneath his playful words. He was genuinely over Shoto's bullshit and ready to claim her for himself.

“I think that might have to be arranged.” She smiled into a kiss with him, the two going back to making out on his bed.

Shoto

What the fuck is this?

Taehyung you’re fucking dead

Get the fuck off of her

1 missed call from Shoto.

3 missed calls from Shoto.

8 missed calls from Shoto.

Shoto

I knew you were gone for too fucking long

I fucking trusted you

You’re really doing this shit?

I’m going to fucking kill you

Taehyung

Can I call you back? I’m busy

Thanks btw ;)