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Little do You Know | OT7 | Drabble Sixteen (part 2)
🕑 Added 2023-08-29 13:40:44 +0000 UTC
Pair: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader
Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose.
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au.
Chapter warnings: Smutttt. Read part one on tumblr and ao3 first! <3
WC: 9.8k
The second time you ended up spending the night at the Bed and Breakfast your boyfriend and the cast of Jinny’s Kitchen were staying at while in Bacalar was a little less accidental than the first time.
You ended up staying late because you had an episode of your show to shoot with Wooshik and Seojoon, where the three of you did yoga at sunset on paddle boards. The episode would be a hit, filled with laughter, teasing, falls into the water, shirtless shots and deep chats.
The third time you spent the night with your friends was completely on purpose, as Mr. Lee himself invited you to stay over, saying that Taehyung worked harder at his restaurant when you were around him more, so he thought it would be a good idea for you to stay for the final nights you were in the country for.
You made sure you wouldn’t be on the way of filming their show, but their main producer assured you that the amount of content they needed to film at the house was minimal, as the focus point of it was the restaurant itself and not really the actors' leisure time.
You were glad you were able to spend more time with Tae, explore the small town with Heejin and Doyun when your other friends were busy working at Jinny’s restaurant, and you were lucky enough to be allowed back there to eat a couple meals too.
You got to try Yumi’s bulgogi kimbap and Tae’s special salsa picante. You also met a couple recurring clients that loved the food so much they kept recommending it to friends and family, and the lovely Perro –a black street dog that you were seriously considering adopting and bringing it back to South Korea with you–.
But, by far, the best part about coming into the restaurant was to watch girls get flustered whenever Taehyung came into the main room for any reason, whispering of how hermoso your boyfriend was, and older men recognizing him as a muy famoso singer.
The one thing you didn’t like was waking up alone in Taehyung’s bed, but you understood he had to be up early to get ready for his shoots and to do his work. When Saturday came, which happened to be their day off, however, you found yourself waking up alone yet again, with a heavy pout and sleepy eyes as you left the bedroom in your pajamas to look for your missing boyfriend.
Taehyung’s bedroom in the villa was outside the main house, but the walk to the kitchen area was short. You passed by a sweaty Wooshik working out by the pool and Mr. Lee being highly entertained by an American basketball game he was watching on his phone; suppressing the urge to text Yoongi to know if he was watching it too.
When you stepped into the kitchen, leaving your slippers outside, you were met with a scene you could get used to. Kim Taehyung, your baby bird himself, was cooking.
He was helping Seojoon, the official chef of the bunch, but still. You couldn't recall many times your second to last youngest boyfriend was caught in a kitchen, to feed himself or you for that matter. And he looked really cute while at it too.
Tae’s face was a little puffy, further proving that you didn’t stay asleep for long after he left the bed, hair a mess of soft curls that fell over his eyes, a long sleeve white shirt that was a little baggy on him and red and white striped shorts.
Seojoon was in black shorts and a gray hoodie, the first one to actually see you come in. His smile was as sleepy as you felt, greeting you with a:
“Morning, dongsaengie.”
“‘morning.” you waved softly, crossing the dining table area to circle the kitchen island and get to them.
Seojoon was making some type of egg roll, stopping what he was doing in order to half hug you and kiss the top of your head. You smiled at how affectionate he was with you, despite the initial reservations he had about you at the start of your friendship.
You walked to your lover, who was a little closer to the corner of the kitchen, frying some meat cuts. Taehyung’s gaze was attentive and affectionate as it followed your every movement. He turned the heat on the pan to low in order to give you his full attention.
“Buenos dias, mi amor.” he said, voice like melted caramel and his own accent thick on his words.
You felt boneless as you melted into his chest, a dopey smile on your lips as his words and baritone always affected you. You never thought that hearing Tae speak such a sexy language would get to you as much as it did, and it didn’t help that he knew it, too, using the few words he knew whenever he wanted to disarm you.
“Hi.” you sighed blissfully, tilting your head back so you could reach his face. The man leaned back and kissed your lips in a gentle, soft, but loving kiss. “I can almost forgive you for leaving me alone in bed again.”
“Sorry, pup.” he grinned, not sorry at all. “I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed, but you beat me to it.”
“It’s true, he woke me up to help him make it.” Seojoon told you, which explained how sleepy he looked. Or maybe he was just covering for his friend.
“When you brought me breakfast in bed, would you tell me Seojoonie helped you, or would you take all the credit?” you mused with a raised eyebrow, arms snug around your boyfriend’s middle as he got back to frying the bulgogi.
“Who do you take me for?” Taehyung scoffed, adding: “You wouldn’t even know he had anything to do with it.”
Seojoon was snorting at his friend’s shamelessness, but you didn’t expect anything different from your lover. Taehyung kept holding you as he used a single hand with very long chopsticks to make sure all pieces of meat were turning to a delicious golden brown. He picked up a chunky piece and blew on it before offering it for you to try.
“Oh, that’s delicious.” you said through a pout as you chewed, unceremoniously. “Hmm, careful or I’ll make you cook at home.”
Tae did a little dance, proud of your reaction to his food. “You can be my baby bird, too.”
“You guys are too cute.” Seojoon commented quietly and you let go of Tae in order to be out of the way.
You turned to your friend, watching him finish twisting the gyeranmari into a neat roll, placing it on a cutting board. You watched as deft fingers used a perfectly sharpened knife to cut them into symmetrical slices. There was no way you’d ever believe Taehyung had made them, if his plan worked and he brought them to you in bed.
“I wanna try that one too.” you told him so, making no move to take the chopsticks next to him.
Seojoon looked a little abashed, but complied and took a small piece of the eggroll with his chopsticks and brought them to your mouth, hand under your chin in case any pieces fell.
You groaned at the explosion of flavor, giving him a thumbs up as your mouth was too full for you to speak. The man smiled, just as proudly as Tae had.
When you felt movement behind you, Tae’s arms wrapped around your middle, chest against your back, and rested his cheek against yours. You could kinda feel more than see the way his own lips parted and he pleaded with Seojoon to feed him too.
The older man was a little incredulous, low chuckled as he did the same with your boyfriend and fed him an eggroll slice.
“Now I get the baby bird thing.” the man was shaking his head, feeding himself for a change. “Will you let everyone know breakfast is almost ready?”
“Sure thing.”
You left both men cooking in the kitchen, going deeper into the main house first, knocking on Yumi’s bedroom door to make sure she wasn’t sleeping before you gently opened it to let her know she should come eat.
After that, you passed by the kitchen again, where Tae and Seojoon were plating the rolls and meat. Stepping outside, you found Mr. Lee still highly entertained with his game.
“Seo-jin-nim, the boys are finishing breakfast.” you told him, getting a small dimpled smile and a nod.
Ever the man of few words, Mr. Lee reminded you of your own father sometimes. Which is why you started feeling more at ease around him, the initial intimidation you got from him was slowly giving way to admiration.
“Woo!” you were chirping as you stepped into the warm grass, calling for the man doing a weird yoga pose you had learned yesterday.
“Oh, hey.” the man turned, sitting on the rubber mat as he regarded you with a sweaty hairline. “Wanna join me? This is much easier to do on the hard ground.”
“I don’t know, I thought it was pretty easy on the paddle board, too.” you lifted your hand to shade your eyes from the sun, hip jutted out as you gloated. “You and Seojoonie were the only ones having a hard time.”
Wooshik was wearing sunglasses, but you could tell he was squinting at you, lips in a thin line making you giggle. Taking back his invitation, he said: “Watcha want?”
“Come eat.” you offered the man a hand to help him stand up. “Marvel Guy and World Star just made breakfast.”
“Taehyung-ah cooked?!” Wooshik wondered, accepting your hand and pulling himself up, making you stumble with how heavy he was.
“I was surprised, too.” you grinned.
“You look happy about it.” the man picked up the mat from the grass and started to walk with you back to the house.
“Well, that’s five of my boyfriends that can cook now.” you told him with a happy chirp. “I only need Hoseok to get a little better at it.”
“That’s still six.” he pointed out after a quick headcount. “Thought you’re dating seven?”
“I am.” you nodded, stepping out of your slippers again. “But Namjoon is hopeless in the kitchen.”
Everyone was already sitting at the big wooden table by the time you and Wooshik joined them for breakfast. Tae had saved the spot next to him for you, pulling the chair so close to his own that your thighs were pressing together as you sat down.
The spread on the table was mouth watering, from Seojoon’s egg rolls, to Tae’s bulgogi and some of the leftovers from last night’s shift at the restaurant –kimbap and rice with veggies–.
As you ate and fed Tae a couple bites of your food –some habits never changed, you supposed–, you watched as the four men and Yumi discussed what menus they should try cooking at the restaurant. Seojoon had a spicy chicken recipe that he had apparently taught Taehyung how to make so he could help during the busy days and you gave them a couple of tips that they could change about their tteokbokki dishes.
You hadn’t had tteokbokki in almost a year now, a dish you weren’t sure you could ever enjoy again like you had done so in the past, but your father’s recipe was still a hit with all of your lovers.
“Yn-ssi, how long are you staying with us for?” Yumi asked you, always wanting to include you in the conversation.
You finished swallowing an eggroll bite before telling her: “I actually leave tomorrow at night.”
“If I let you leave.” Taehyung pouted and if you looked at him, you were sure to find puppy-eyes.
“That’s so soon.” the woman lamented and you really wished to keep in touch with her once everyone was back to your home country.
“I wish I could stay longer, but I need to go back before my boyfriend’s birthday.” you said, words coming out so naturally that you didn’t understand why Yumi started to choke on a scoop of rice.
Wooshik was laughing as he soothed the woman with tiny pats on her back, Seojoon his his own smiles behind his glass of juice, Mr. Lee was red in the face, staring at his empty place. You had a frown on your face as you looked at Taehyung, who had a small grimace on his lips.
“I didn’t really tell Seo-jinnie hyung and noona about the others.” your boyfriend admitted sheepishly.
“Oh no.”
Despite everyone having to work tomorrow, today was still your last night in Bacalar, so to make the most of it, your small group decided to go to a block party that happened on the weekends. You’ve been told your friends never really went there before, but some of their young-adult customers were always telling them about it and telling the boys to check it out.
Yumi was easily convinced to come, too, but Mr. Boss Man had to be the responsible one and wanted to go to bed early. You wished Heejin and Doyun were still in town to come along, but they traveled back to Korea early in the morning, as their job here was done.
It would be nice to enjoy a party, dance a little, maybe have a drink or two, and enjoy the company of your friends and your boyfriend. Better yet, it would be nice to revel in a few hours where there would be absolutely no cameras around and you could all be completely yourselves.
During the day it rained on and off for a few minutes at a time, but the weather was still much better than it was at home. It being the end of November, you knew you’d be faced with the start of winter when you made it back home, but for now you could enjoy the Mexican summer.
You were wearing a coral pink, with tiny white dots sundress that had a shirred waistband and buttons all across its front. Everyone was always so comfortable while spending time in the tropical town, most people living in bathing suits and beach clothes, that tonight you didn’t really bother in putting on a bra under your dress; a fact very much noticed by Tae as you joined him in the car that would be taking the two of you, plus Yumi, Wooshik and Seojoon to the location of the party.
As you got there, it was a little tricky to find a table, as couples, friends and families were already at the party and enjoying themselves. The block party was practically a street that had been closed off for the night, so no cars could come in or go, a few bars and restaurants were still open and serving patrons, wooden tables were spread across the unused street and a local band was playing live, latin music.
You almost didn’t want to sit down and you really wished Hoseok was there with you, too. The genre might not be his strong suit, but he could move his hips and take you for a spin or two.
Yumi was a little more quiet, mostly eyeing all of the pretty women and men moving on the makeshift dance floor with curious and interested eyes. You really liked her, you decided pretty early on. Wooshik, the social butterfly he was even in foreign lands, kept seeing people he recognized, making Taehyung laugh and impressing Seojoon.
It was thanks to Wooshik ‘knowing’ people, that you managed to snag a table that was just about to vacate. As you followed the boys, one hand in Taehyung’s and the other holding Yumi’s so that she wouldn’t be lost in the crowd, you couldn’t help but notice people making eyes at the three men.
You doubted many of them knew who the three males actually where, at least with enough conviction to come say hi, but it was impossible to deny their good looks. All three of them were wearing shorts that ended on their knees and light shirts that weren’t buttoned all the way.
Taehyung looked particularly dashing with his hair parted in the middle and half of his chest out under his black shirt. He justified it with wanting to show off the gold necklace you gifted him, compass pendant sitting pretty on his protruding collarbones.
“I’ll get us the first round.” Seojoon was announcing to the group as your table was secured.
“I’ll help you carry.” Wooshik offered and followed the older man.
It was just you, Yumi and Taehyung at the table, your boyfriend’s arm resting on the back of your chair as you tucked yourself into his side. It would be so easy to get lost in your boyfriend’s eyes and the soft touches to the back of your arm, but you didn’t want the woman to be awkwardly sitting there, victim to your PDA.
“Are you married, Yumi-ssi?” you asked the woman, not seeing any rings on her fingers, but you could never really be sure.
“No, no, not yet.” she smiled a little shyly, waving a hand in the air. “I’m painfully single.”
“Well, there’s plenty of people here.” you encouraged, having already noticed how she kept looking around. “Maybe you’ll find someone who can catch your eyes?”
“Maybe.” Yumi practically wheezed, which you thought was cute.
As Wooshik and Seojoon returned to the table, precariously balancing three plastic beer cups each, you were almost sure you heard the woman repeat a very faint maybe.
“Are we expecting someone else?” Taehyung chuckled as he reached to help his hyungs with the beers, counting the six cups when there were only five of you.
“We figured we bring an extra to share, the bar was really crowded.” Wooshik explained, taking the seat right next to Yumi.
It left Seojoon with the one right across from yours, pushing two beer cups towards you and your boyfriend. It wasn’t your preferred kind of alcohol, but you weren’t picky. You were amongst friends, in a gorgeous place, you could do with cheap beer. And with how handsome Taehyung was next to you, his hand resting on top of your thigh, running absentmindedly, you could have tap water and it would still be one hell of a night.
“Are you happy, baby?” you asked Taehyung as the other three fell into a conversation of their own.
“I’m really happy.” Tae gave you his full attention, boxy smile as he placed the cup on top of the table. “Thank you for coming all the way here to see me.”
“You know I’d go to the end of the Earth for you.” you grinned as his tanned skin darkened with his own blush. “So being in this piece of heaven is hardly trouble.”
“I know, but it’s still one hell of a trip for just four days.” he insisted, squeezing your leg with instinctual moves. “Besides, with Jin hyung enlisting soon, I know you want to spend as much time with him as you can.”
“I do, and I will, as soon as I get back.” you took a sip of your beer to help move the lump on your throat at the prospects of having to send Seokjin off to the dreaded military. “But I never pick favorites, and I was missing you.”
“I know, baby.” Taehyung placed his cup next to yours and touched your face to bring it closer to his. His palm was cold, but you didn’t flinch. “We’re so lucky to have you.”
I’m the lucky one, you thought to yourself as his lips ghosted yours. You weren’t used to really kissing or being touchy this out in the open, with so many people around. But the fact that people didn’t really know you, and that the moral codes regarding PDA were a little more loosened in this part of the world, you felt free enough to push your tongue into Taehyung’s mouth.
He gasped softly but kissed you back just as feverishly, the hand cradling your face slipping to the back of your head to pull you closer as you explored each other’s mouths. Taehyung nibbled on your bottom lip, nipping the supple skin before letting it go and turning to drink from his beer again, as if he didn’t just leave you all hot and bothered.
You watched him with a lowered gaze, the way his lips were wet with the alcohol. Taehyung turned to you again, but instead of kissing your lips, he pushed your hair away from your neck and peppered kisses all over your sun kissed skin. You smiled and sighed as he dragged his tongue on your skin, the coldness of it being welcomed greatly; as refreshing as it was teasing.
Your eyelids were lowering, you weren’t really focusing on anything in particular, but you let go of a sharp breath as your wandering eyes caught someone else’s. Your face was flushed with embarrassment as Seojoon caught you with your boyfriend latched onto your neck, his fingers slowly inching under the hem of your dress.
But your friend didn’t share that same bashfulness, he didn’t pretend he didn’t see it, didn’t answer whatever question Wooshik threw on the table. Seojoon’s gaze was pointed, firm and unwavering. If anything, it only left your eyes in order to watch Taehyung’s lips leaving bruises on your neck.
His stare was too heated and too strong, you couldn't hold it a second longer, squirming on your seat as Taehyung’s teeth sunk in on your skin, making you gently pull away to chastise your boyfriend with a shake of your head.
“Behave.” you whispered to him, receiving small kisses to your bottom lip.
“We only have tonight.” Tae pouted, eyes round and pleading.
“Baby, we have the rest of our lives.” you assured him, caressing the side of his face.
You were getting lost in his chocolate eyes, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, not having to look around to find out who it was.
And Maybe Seojoon finally grew uncomfortable when he got up from his spot. You guessed he might be headed to the bar again, maybe ask Yumi or Wooshik to change seats. You did not see it coming when he circled the table to stand behind you and Taehyung.
“Come dance with me?” Seojoon asked you, a deceivingly soft smile on his plush lips, hand stretched toward you.
“Go, I know you’re dying to dance.” Taehyung agreed with it easily, which did little to calm the nervousness at the pit of your stomach.
“What about you?” you whined, hold on your boyfriend a little firmer.
“I’ll watch you for now and join you in a bit.”
Taehyung obviously didn’t mind you dancing with his friend. But then again, why would he? Seojoon was your friend, both of yours, and Taehyung knew he could trust you blindly. You were both mature enough to know that if you ever wanted to explore, you’d have a conversation about it. Not to mention, there were six other individuals in your relationship.
But you were overthinking. It was just dancing. Seojoon never gave you any reason to be suspicious of his intentions and he was always raving about how good you and Tae were together, how cute, how hot. If anything, you overthinking was doing more damage than his innocent invitation, so you gave Tae one last kiss on the lips and took the other man's hand.
Seojoon didn't hesitate to link his fingers with yours, free hand on the low of your back to guide you around the table and to the spot where other bodies were already moving with the band playing a sensual beat.
The rhythm of the song was full of feeling and emotion, so much so that you didn't need to understand the spanish words to know it talked about love and passion. The people around you clearly knew how to dance to it a lot better than you did, with all the grinding and twirling and moving their perfect hips to the beat of the song.
Seojoon clearly knew a move or two, so it was easier to just let him guide your bodies together in a two-step rhythm that ended up involving swirls, dips and twirls. You were both laughing at the end of the song, which made way to a slower one. You didn’t feel nervous anymore, not batting an eye when strong hands settled on the middle of your back and the man pulled you closer.
“I heard you, you know.” Seojoon’s voice was mellow as his cheek rested on the side of your head, chest to chest with you as you danced.
“Hm?”
“That first night. I hear you and Taehyung-ah.” he explained, but you had no idea what he was talking about, until: “That poor flamingo floatie.”
“Oh my god, no–” you gasped, pulling back a few inches to look at his face while yours burned.
“Yes.” he laughed, but it was light and free of judgment. “I know I wasn't supposed to, just…”
“What?” you groaned, resting your head against his collarbones as you hid your face.
“Couldn't help myself. You sounded so good.”
You were no longer dancing, merely standing in the middle of dancing bodies. You were mortified, but at least Seojoon seemed to be taking it lightly. As you didn’t know what you say to that, he continued:
“I'm sorry if that offends you, or weirds you out.”
“No, it does neither.” you assured him, lifting your head to look at your boyfriend sitting a few meters from you, laughing with Wooshik and Yumi.
“He knows.” Seojoon dropped his hands from your waist, but gave your shoulder a soft, reassuring squeeze. “I told him the next day. Didn't want things to get weird between us either, or for him to get the wrong impression.”
“What would the wrong impression be?” you turned to face your friend again, head tilting up as he was just so freaking tall.
“That I'm trying to start something.” he shrugged. “Or make a move on you.”
“Didn't you just make a move on me by asking me to dance with you?” you challenged and he smiled a little crookedly, as if you caught him doing something he shouldn’t.
“I guess, when you put it like that.” he could at least admit that much. “But I think there's a reason Tae was so quick on letting you dance with me, even if he knows how I feel. He knows, and I know, that there's nothing I or anyone could do to take you from them.”
“That's very true, I belong to them.” you agreed, not missing a beat.
“But you’re still dancing with me.”
“Yes I am.”
“Can I be bold for a second?” his face tilted towards yours, a single strand of hair falling on his forehead.
“Why would you stop now?”
“Taehyung-ah said sometimes you have people join you.” his eyes were boring into yours, but they seemed nervous and never focused on one spot. What he was talking about only happened with Cora, when the time was right, it involved a lot of talking and open communication with all of your lovers, but it did happen. Tae mentioning it to him made you wonder if your boyfriend was into the idea of sharing you with one of his friends. “Just know if you ever think of me, I'd say yes.”
“I'll keep that in mind.” you couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking your head.
“Even if all get to do is watch.”
You were about to drop the subject, keep dancing, laugh it off. But Seojoon just had to use those words. And that’s when something clicked for you. You excused yourself from your friend, assuring him everything was okay, but you just had to check something.
When you walked back to the table, Taehyung pretended he wasn’t watching you, offered you a gentle smile that you didn’t buy.
“Something you wanna tell me?” you mused, arms crossed and cocked head.
“Hm?” he just blinked, cute and innocent.
“Something you have been telling your friends?” you probed and your boyfriend realized he had nowhere to run.
“Ah. Did he talk to you?” Taehyung opened his arm and pulled you to sit on his lap. You went willingly, legs between his as you sat on his thigh.
“He made me an offer.” you told Tae as you rested an arm around his shoulders.
“Yeah?”
“He said he'd be into watching us.” surely Seojoon didn’t say those exact words, but you could read between the lines.
Taehyung’s answer proved you were right: “I know.”
“Did you plan this?”
“No, baby.” your boyfriend’s face hid on the crook of your neck, little goosebumps covering your skin as he laughed. “I didn't even know you were coming, remember?”
“Oh. Okay, true.” you tilted your head slightly when he started kissing your neck again.
“This... watching us. It's something we talked about, yes.” he continued as your eyes softly closed as his teeth dragged against your throat. “Well, not watching you and me exactly.”
“Explain.” you mumbled, nails scratching the back of Taehyung’s neck.
“When we met, during Hwarang. We were all young and boyish, and we talked. Found out things about each other.” his lips left your skin so he could properly talk to you about this. “That's when I found out about my kink of being watched. I discovered it because Seojoon hyung has a similar kink. He's a voyeur.”
“Like Joon?” you frowned, knowing Namjoon liked watching people have sex, too.
“Not exactly. Namjoon hyung likes to watch you get fucked by us.” Taehyung explained and you couldn’t help the small throb of want making you squirm at the thought of it. “He'd have to explain it to you, I don't see the appeal. But Seojoon hyung... he doesn't care about the lack of attachment. He's not into you or me like that. No romantic involvement whatsoever. It would be like watching porn live.”
“Oh.”
“We kinda fantasized about it, back then, about the possibility of me getting a girlfriend one day, inviting him to watch.” Taehyung giggled, which was too sweet for what he just told you.
“And here I am.” you guessed, cheeks burning with the way the pieces fell into place.
“Here you are.” he agreed, kissing just under your jaw. “Again, I didn't plan it. He heard us that night at the doc, came up to me about it. Said he'd be into it, so I told him you needed to agree too.”
“Baby, it's not just you and me that needs to agree to this.” you pointed out, holding his face with a gentle hand.
“I know. I talked to the others.”
“You did what–”
“I asked them, Jungkookie was pouty because he misses you. But he agreed it would be okay. They all did.” Taehyung looked more than a little bashful at his new admittance and you never ceased from wanting to be in their Bangtan Only group chat.
“Agreed that what would be okay? I need you to be really specific with me right now.” you asked, heart running leaps in your chest.
“They're not okay with another guy fucking you, baby.” your lover talked quietly, but Wooshik and Yumi weren’t paying attention anyway. “But someone else watching one of us fucking you? That's okay.”
You weren’t sure if walking into Taehyung’s bedroom with Seojoon following you was weird or weirdly familiar. The sentiment of having another man with you and your lover was something you were more than used to, with your six other partners. But the fact this was Seojoonie, and not another one of your lovers, so that part was definitely weirding you out.
The three of you had stayed at the block party a little while longer after Taehyung told you about your friend’s kink, you were interested in enjoying Wooshik and Yumi’s company for a little while longer, knowing it would be forever until you saw them again. But the mood between you, Taehyung and Seojoon grew so charged that you ended up asking for a car to pick you up before the third round of drinks.
You had to be quiet when walking into the villa, as Seo-jin was obviously already sleeping, as the rest of the house was under complete darkness. It was helpful that Taehyung’s bedroom was at the very back of the house, easily accessible by the backyard.
You were the one opening the sliding glass doors of the room, taking your shoes off by the mat outside. Taehyung followed you right in, walking to turn the warm ceiling spotlights on instead of the bright white ones that would not make for a nice mood.
When the third set of steps didn’t follow, you looked over your shoulder to see your friend waiting outside.
“Are you a vampire that needs to be invited in?” your little joke would have been less funny if you were sober, but it met its purpose when Seojoon cracked on a smile. “Or did you change your mind?”
“No, I definitely didn’t.” the assertiveness in his tone was attractive. “Just don’t want you to feel like you had to say yes to this because your boyfriend did.”
“I don’t do anything I don’t want to.” you assured him, offering him your stretched arm and open hand. “The Tata Mic Face doesn’t work on me anymore.”
“Is it weird I know exactly what that is?” Seojoon chuckled and accepted your hand.
The man was all straight posture and lowered eyes, licking his lips as he let you pull him into the bedroom, but his hand was warm and a little sweaty in the middle, showing you he was slightly nervous. Or at least excited.
When he was finally in, you locked the door behind the two of you, to make sure a drunk Wooshik wouldn’t come stumbling in and see more than he’d ever want to, and pulled the heavy curtains to make sure they covered all of the glass on the door. Taehyung had kept busy while you assured Seojoon you were okay with this, taking his suitcase and your weekend bag from the couch placed just beside the bed. Your boyfriend went as far as fluffing up some pillows and putting a box of tissues within range.
“Just in case.” he shrugged, absolutely shameless. “You can sit and get comfortable, hyung.”
You were still holding his hand when Seojoon walked to his designated spot, attempting to soothe him by running your thumb against his skin. Taehyung was the perfect picture of poise and confidence, sitting on the edge of the bed while manspreading and leaning back on his hands behind him. He was chewing an imaginary gum, and that’s when you knew he was feeling himself.
“Is there anything in particular you’d like to see?” you asked your friend, ignoring the blush on your cheeks.
“You mean like positions and shit?” Seojoon’s new chuckle was breathy as you let go of his hand to join your boyfriend in bed.
You shrugged. “Or whatever you want. I mean, we’re not doing anal tonight, I have an eighteen hour flight to take tomorrow and I’m not going to be in that kind of pain.”
“But you love getting your little asshole played with, baby.” Taehyung mused, dirty words right from the gate. Something told you he’d be showing you off tonight.
“Yes, but–” you sighed as your boyfriend’s lips touched your neck, eyes closing softly as you started to melt with each roll of his tongue on your skin. “You’re too fucking big.”
There was a sound coming from the couch in front of you, so you opened your eyes to see Seojoon gasp, eyes going from the way Taehyung mouthed at your neck to our man’s spread legs.
“Have you seen it, Joonie?” you asked your friend as your hand reached for Taehyung’s crotch. Not even half hard and the outline of his cock was already impressive.
“No.” the other man shook his head once, eyes on your hand.
“Really? With how close you are, I would imagine you’ve seen each other naked plenty of times.” you mused, looking from Seojoon to Taehyung, watching your boyfriend close his eyes and part his lips as you rubbed him over his pants. “You’re in for a treat, then. Tae if handsome all over.”
Seeing as your friend didn’t have any requests at the time being, you and Taehyung both decided to treat this as you normally would, do what felt nice, what you both wanted. It was easy to forget the extra pair of eyes on you as your boyfriend pulled you to his lap.
You settled with one knee on each side of Tae’s hips, back to Seojoon, hands holding onto your lover’s neck. He really did look fucking handsome all the fucking time, all strong features, messy hair, tanned skin and that damn smirk that was already making you clench around nothing.
Your eyes closed as his lips pressed against yours, mouths parting instantly as he kissed you deep and slow and sloppy. Taehyung’s hands went to your thighs, slipping under the fabric of your dress and lifting it the higher he touched you. You were sighing into Taehyung’s mouth as his tongue flicked and twirled around yours, big hands on your ass to squeeze the flesh and make you rock your hips.
Taking his bottom lip into your mouth, fluttering eyes barely watching his smirk growing again, you started a light drag of your scarcely covered pussy on his hardening erection underneath you.
“That’s it, baby.” Taehyung softly praised you as you let his lip wobble back into place. He started to lift your dress again, asking: “Can we take this off? Show hyung how stunning you are?”
“You’re dying to show me off, aren’t you?” you smiled against his lips, nodding your consent.
Your boyfriend shrugged, but his face told you everything you needed to know. You lifted your arms to help your boyfriend take your dress off the rest of the way and drop it to the floor. All Seojoon could see of you was your bare back, no bra in sight, and your ass half covered by the tiny underwear you chose tonight. Taehyung’s hands were back on your ass, squeezing the plump cheeks, spreading them and guiding you to grind over his lap.
It was enough to make the man on the couch groan and shuffle.
“I wanna show you off, too.” you told your boyfriend, fingers doing quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. “You’re gorgeous, baby. Don’t you agree, Joonie?”
“You’re both stunning.” the man managed to croak out.
You were smiling at the praise, never tiring of hearing how good you and Tae looked together. That’s what got you slipping from Taehyung’s lap and turning around, no embarrassment as you let Seojoon ogle at your body, your naked chest, pebbled nipples and the front of your underwear that didn’t leave much to the imagination.
Standing between Taehyung’s spread legs, you pressed your ass against his crotch, continuing with the roll of your hips to get your boyfriend hard all the way. His hands were on your hips, guiding you, moving up your front, touching your ribs and finally filling his hands up with your tits.
You threw your head back as a soft moan escaped your parted lips when your boyfriend tweaked and pinched your nipples, pulling them as Seojoon watched his fingers work.
You could definitely see the appeal of this, being watched by an outsider –someone you still trusted deeply–. Through half lids, you saw Seojoon get one of the extra cushions and place it on his lap, to hide his boner, which made you huff out a whine.
“What is it, baby?” Taehyung asked, always in tune with your responses. His lips were on your shoulder, kissing and nibbling.
“Seojoonie is getting hard.” you told your boyfriend, eyes stuck on his friend. “But he’s trying to hide it.”
“That doesn’t seem fair, does it?” Taehyung teased and you just knew he was looking at Seojoon over your shoulder. “Why are you hiding, hyung?”
The man in question laughed, eyes ever wandering. “Guess I didn’t want to offend you.”
“Getting hard while watching us is not much of an offense.” you smiled sweetly, batting your lashes. “You can hide if you want, but we’d love to see you, too.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” he nodded, but the way Seojoon lifted his eyebrow was challenging. “But I haven’t seen much yet, either.”
“Maybe we should fix that.”
Taehyung was the one to say it, but you were the one to move. Turning around in your boyfriend’s hold again, you leaned into him to lick and kiss at his lips, making your way down his body with kisses on his chest and tummy until you were dropping to your knees between his legs.
As you busied yourself with undoing his button and zipper, Taehyung spoke again: “She’s really good at sucking cock, hyung.”
“Yeah?” Seojoon sounded breathless and you had to resist looking at him over your shoulder.
“Mhm. She has seven to practice on, so.” Taehyung trailed off as he had to lift his hips for you to pull his bottoms off, surprising you with the fact he wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath. He reached for his own cock as it bounced free, too heavy to slap onto his stomach and hanging between his legs instead. “But this one is still her favorite.”
“I don’t pick favorites.” you corrected your lover, settling to sit your ass on your crossed feet as you pressed your thighs together.
“Then why are you always drooling for me, hm?” Taehyung was cocky, but he has the right to be.
“Like I said,” you groaned as you watched him stroke his thick, long cock so close to your face. “You’re really fucking big, it’s impossible not to drool.”
“Can she deepthroat?” Seojoon asked, as if you weren’t even there.
“No gag reflex.” Taehyung gloated in response, which wasn’t completely true. You just had skill and practice. “Baby can go all the way down.”
“Show me.”
“Someone is full of requests, suddenly–” your teasing was cut back as Taehyung used his free hand to tangle in your hair and squeeze it.
“Is that a polite way to talk to our guest?” your boyfriend reprimanded, baritone low and deliciously hard.
“Thought you trained your pet better than this, Taehyung-ah.” the man behind you taunted, making Tae’s eyes instantly glossy and his hand sped up just a little more around his cock.
Clearly they had discussed more than Seojoon’s voyeurism in the past, as your guest obviously knew about Taehyung’s pet play kink.
“She’s a good pup.” your boyfriend defended you, hold on your hair loosening slightly. The hand around his cock brought his tip to your lips, smearing pre-cum all over it. “Won’t you show him, baby? How well you suck on this fat cock?”
You nodded, kitten licking his cockhead as your hips swayed from side to side. If you had a tail, it would be swaying behind you right now. Taehyung must have thought the same thing as he whined, low growl coming from the back of his throat.
You blinked up at him through your lashes, using only your mouth to kiss and lick at his tip, running the tip of your tongue up and down his slit to make him hiss and groan. The hand around his cock pushed him a little harder against your mouth, a silent request for you to bring it in.
You silently obeyed with nothing but moans as you relaxed your jaw and let his cock into your mouth. Your lips wrapped around the swollen tip, rolling your tongue around it inside your mouth, sucking softly and swallowing down the pre-cum coming out of him.
Taehyung let go of his shaft in order to hold onto the back of your head as you started bobbing up and down slowly, sucking him deeper and pulling back all the way out. The stretch on your lips was welcomed, as was the ache in your jaw. Soon enough you were slurping and had drool collecting at the sides of your mouth.
“You’re so perfect like this.” Taehyung praised, making you look up to find his gorgeous face staring back at you with blown out pupils and wet lips. “Isn’t she pretty like this, hyung?”
There was more shuffling behind you and in front of you as well, as Tae turned his body slightly to the side, so his friend could see better. This way, you could see the other man out of the corner of your eye and he could see the side of your body, all your curves and the way your lips stretched around Taehyung’s cock.
The cushion was no longer on his lap and Seojoon’s legs were as spread as Tae’s as he wasn’t touching himself while watching you, but letting a very obvious erection tent his shorts.
It made you moan to know that, not only were you and your lover affecting your friend like that, but that Seojoon was comfortable enough with the two of you to be so free.
It also had you sucking Taehyung harder, with slurping sounds as you dragged your tight lips around his heavy cock, up and down, up and down, until the man above you was moaning all raspy and low. Your pussy was throbbing and you could feel yourself getting so wet, the insides of your thighs were slippery.
“Take it all in, baby.” Taehyung sounded half gone, hips sputtering as your lips pulled off of him after a hard suckle around his sensitive head. “Show hyung how good you are at swallowing cock.”
You nodded, taking deep calming breaths to settle your heaving chest. You scooted a little closer to your boyfriend and arched your back, pushing your ass out. While it did nothing to help with the stretch around your throat, it did make for a pretty visual for the man watching from the side lines.
Taehyung gathered your hair with both his hands, taking all of it away from your face and neck, twisting it around one hand to make the grip tight. He kissed your forehead sweetly, as if to say sorry for the struggle you were about to endure. You smiled and nodded to show him you were okay with it, taking his cock in your small hand.
Your boyfriend grinned wolfishly as he leaned back again, no doubt showing off his own glorious body as you stroked and tugged at his cock, the spit covering him making it easy for your hand.
You brought him back into your mouth as your wrist flicked just under the tip, making his head tip back as he openly moaned, filling the room with his unabashed sounds of pleasure. You couldn’t smile with your mouth so full, but you were crooning on the inside. You kept going lower and lower, deep breath in before you relaxed your jaw and felt him ticking the back of your throat.
Taehyung squeezed your hair a little tighter, pushed you down a little harder, breaking that initial constriction and forcing your throat to open up to him. After that, it was a little easier to sink all the way down his cock, eyes instantly filling up with water.
When only a couple inches were left, Taehyung rolled his hips to push his cock down your throat all the way and you knew you wouldn’t be speaking tomorrow. Your nose pressed against his hip bone and you choked, but didn’t pull off of him. You stayed where you were, even as your lungs burned for air, even as spit started to leak from the corners of your mouth.
“Fuck, I can see you all the way down her throat–” Seojoon moaned at the sight, making your eyes roll and you swallowed around your boyfriend. “God, she’s a show off.”
Taehyung chuckled, so the movement of his lower belly made his cock twitch inside your mouth and you couldn’t take it anymore. You let him slip out, heavy cock hitting Tae’s thigh with a wet splat. You breathed hard and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, as your boyfriend spilled praises of how good you were.
“See how well we trained her, hyung?” Taehyung let go of your hair in order to cradle your face and bring it closer to his, kissing your swollen lips, making you whine. “Such a good girl for us.”
“Baby–” you sighed, mouthing at his lips, jaw and throat feeling sore and aching.
“Are you okay, pup?” Tae still checked in with you, low enough for only you to hear.
“Yeah.” you managed to croak out, clearing your throat before asking in a whiny plea: “Wanna have you, please. Want you to fuck me.”
“Anything you want, baby.”
Tae helped you up on wobbly legs, sitting you on top of his thigh –that would most likely be wet once you stood up– and wrapped an arm around your back. You almost forgot Seojoon was around when your boyfriend kissed down your collarbones and reached your tits, taking one nipple into his mouth as his fingers played and pulled on the other.
You moaned out, eyes barely shut all the way as you gazed curiously at the man on the couch. Seojoon had opened up many buttons on his shirt, letting you see the top of his sweaty chest. His hands weren’t at his side anymore, but one of them had slipped into his shorts as he languidly palmed himself in search of relief.
“See how well you did?” Taehyung drawed out, lips around your nipple. “Hyung can’t help but touch himself because of you.”
“It’s hot.” you groaned, eyes still on the way the other man kept his movements slow and lazy. Looking at him, you asked: “How do you want him to fuck me, Seojoonie?”
“Since you’re such a good puppy, you should be on your hands and knees.” he told you so, making your hips roll on top of Tae’s thigh as the dull throb between your legs grew painful.
“You heard him, baby.” Taehyung smacked your ass with the hand that was behind your back. “Get on the bed.”
You held Tae’s face and lifted it up so you could press your lips together in a needy kiss, full of tongue and teeth, before scrambling off his thigh and climbing on the bed. You positioned yourself facing the headboard, hands and knees keeping you propped up. Like this, Seojoon was sitting to your right, looking at the way your tits bounced with your every move and the curve of your ass.
Taehyung didn’t have a drop of shame or shyness on his body, leaking and impossibly hard cock on his hand as he stroked himself. Your boyfriend positioned himself behind you, swiping his cock between your soaked folds, moaning at the feeling.
“Come here, hyung.” he invited the other man, making you bite your lip to hold back a whimper. “Come see.”
Seojoon was up in a second, hand slipping out of his pants, but cock still very much tenting the fabric. Both men were out of your field of vision, standing behind you, but you could still feel the burn of their stare and the touches of your lover.
Taehyung’s hands opened you up by pulling your cheeks apart, no doubt showing your pussy and your little puckered hole to his friend. You couldn’t help but clench, hearing both of their groans in response.
“She really is all perfect, you guys are lucky.” Seojoon mumbled, but your ears still caught it.
“This cunt feels so good, too. She gets fucked by seven cocks almost every day and she’s still so fucking tight.” Taehyung praised, letting go of one cheek in order to run two fingers up and down your slit, gently brushing your clit to make you whine, and moving back up to circle your entrance. “Our little slut.”
“Only yours, baby.” you nodded at the question that was never made, upper body tumbling down as you couldn’t keep yourself upwards anymore. “Feels so good–”
“Push them in, Taehyungie.” Seojoon asked and looking at them over your shoulder made your jaw drop.
Both were staring at your pussy, one of Seojoon’s arms was around Tae’s shoulder and one of his knees was on the bed so he could be as close as possible. Your breaths were coming out ragged as your boyfriend obeyed and started to push two of his long digits inside your clenching little hole, spreading them to stretch you further.
“Fucking hell, look at that–” Seojoon groaned and Taehyung chuckled with pride.
“Bet you wish you could feel this wet cunt around your cock, hm?” your boyfriend asked his friend as he started a push and pull of his scissoring fingers inside you.
“Not gonna lie to you, I really fucking do.” Seojoon laughed, but it was slightly pained.
“Maybe one day.” you chirped, moving your hips to fuck Tae’s fingers even deeper. “But you have seven men to ask permission to. And some of them are scary.”
“Namjoon?” Seojoon asked with curiosity, eyes flitting from your pussy to your face. “Yoongi-ssi scares me a bit.”
“He should.” you giggled in between moans as you swiveled your hips to ride Tae’s fingers. “But Hobi is the one you should worry about.”
“But he’s so nice and bubbly.” Seojoon cocked his head to the side, but Taehyung snorted. “Is he not?”
“Guess you’ll have to find out for yourself, hyung.”
When Taehyung’s fingers pulled away from your pussy, you complained about the emptiness, receiving a smack to an ass cheek to quiet you down. Your teeth sunk on your bottom lip and you groaned, but spread your legs wider to invite him in again.
This time, it was the smooth tip of Tae’s cock prodding at your entrance, pushing in until it slipped into your pussy and you cried. Both men hummed in unisson, as if Seojoon could feel the snugness of your cunt around himself, too.
The thought of someone else wanting you like that made something primal awaken inside you, knowing he could look, but he couldn't touch.
Taehyung’s hands moved to your hips to control both of your movements, pushing his cock in slowly until his pelvis was flush against your ass and his cock was pressing so fucking deep your breath got caught in your throat.
Your lover waited and waited, Seojoon got back to his spot and all Tae did was tighten his grip on your hips as you tried to move them.
"Tae–" you cried. "Please, more."
"Don't wanna hurt you, baby." he leaned down to kiss your spine and between your shoulder blades, sticky chest pressed to your back.
"Don't care if it hurts." you whined, clenching around him on purpose. "Want you to fuck me. Please, please–"
"Like this?" the question was matched with the pull-back of his hips and the fucking forward of his cock into your cunt.
"Yes, baby, fuck."
Taehyung got back onto his knees and you immediately missed his warmth on your back. His thrusts were smooth and paced, the slow in and out drag of his cock between your walls.
He was just getting started but you were so aroused from this whole night, and the fact Seojoon has his hand inside his pants again, that you were already so close it was a little shameful.
Witch each new snap of his hips, Taehyung started fucking you a little harder, making your ass wiggle and your tits bounce underneath you. You were moaning against the sheets, knowing Tae could make you scream if he kept it up.
"You’re gorgeous, Yn." Seojoon's praise threw you for a loop, making you clench around Tae.
"You liked that, hm?" Taehyung practically growled, low from his throat, shoving his cock just a little harder into you. "Liked hyung telling you how good you look getting fucked?"
"She looks good all the time, Taehyungie." Seojoon sounded breathless, the slide of his hands matching the pace of the man behind you. "Was so hard not to get a boner that day at the lake."
"Oh god–"
Your eyes were rolling back, Taehyung was clearly spurred on by his friend's words, speeding up to a ruthless pace. You were clenching like crazy as the squelching sounds of your pussy swallowing him were loud and lewd, as was the noise of skin slapping skin each time his hips met your ass.
"I'm so close, holy shit–" you moaned into the room, Taehyung’s hand leaving your hip to slap your ass in a white-hot wave of new pleasure. "Ah, ah, ahhh–"
"That’s it, pup, keep squeezing my cock." your loved sounded fucked out, messy hair all over and sweaty strands sticking to his forehand as you liked at him over your shoulder. "Cum for me, hmm? Let hyung see how perfect you are when you cum on my cock."
Taehyung angled his hips, cock pushing deep and hitting your sweet spot with each new drag. His hand slipping under your body and between your legs to roll your clit in tight circles was all it took to tip you over the edge with a loud cry of his name.
You were trembling so hard that your boyfriend had to hold you by the waist so he could keep you up in that position as he chased his own high.
Shocks of pleasure were coursing through you, making you clench as you ride your orgasm, never ending pleasure rolling off of you in waves.
Taehyung’s last thrusts were sloppy and rogue, until he stilled while sheathed inside your dripping cunt. With a loud moan, he filled you up with warmth, making an even bigger mess of you. He pumped his cum deeper into you with two rolls of his hips, making you gasp and whine, fluttering eyes noticing the way Seojoon was looking at where you and Tae were connected.
Your friend's face was flushed red and a wet patch on the front if his shorts made it pretty obvious that he too found his end at some point between your orgasm and Taehyung’s.
When you couldn't hold yourself up anymore, you fell to the bed, Taehyung following suit as you both laid on your sides. You were breathing heavy and you ached all over, sure you were going to pass out on your flight in a few hours.
Your boyfriend kissed your shoulder, arms around your frame as he nuzzled into you. Quietly, he asked:
"What'd you think, hyung?"
Seojoon laughed, which made you smile deliriously, delighted at the attention he was still giving you and Taehyung’s continuous caresses.
When he finally answered, it made you laugh so much you clenched around Taehyung’s softening cock still inside you:
"I think getting scolded by Yoongi or Hoseok might be worth it."
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