medicine. (m) kth. jjk
I’ve had a few, got drunk on you and now I’m wasted, and when I sleep I’m gonna dream of how you tasted
I’m coming down I figured out I kind of like it, and when I sleep I’m gonna dream of how you ride it.
pairing. jungkook x reader x taehyung
genre. smut, pwp
word count. 9k
warnings. no plot, just vibes (and smut), grunge!taekook, threesome, oral sex, voyeurism (jungkook likes to watch okay), protected sex, multiple orgasms, tummy bulging
summary. a drunken night at a dive bar after a show was always a given, finding yourself in some form of chaos before the night was over, and as two strangers walk in with eyes that sparkle with mischief, you make it your personal mission to have them be your reckless decisions of the night.
note. i was on a smashing pumpkins kick and this was born hehe, just picture taekook in baggy band tees right after a show, cornering you in a dive bar makes me want to bark so enjoy !! (also its been a hot minute since i’ve posted so give me some love or ill cry tysm bye) ALSO MADE A PLAYLIST FOR IT HERE !
Nothing in the universe tops the feeling you get after a show, the high coursing through you in a rush that leaves you jittery and searching for more. Maybe that feeling is the reason why you make so many reckless decisions after shows, on the hunt for the next activity to keep the high going, doing things that had you running from cops with a group of people you just met, or waking up somewhere new with no recollection of how you got there.
As you follow the group of people you just met into the local dive bar, you can only hope that whatever choices come next don’t involve a chase because you’re not sure your shoes can keep up. You don’t get a chance to take a look at the interior as you step in, an arm wrapped around your shoulder pulling you in so someone can ask you a question.
“What are we drinking tonight?” His long blonde hair brushes against your face as he pulls back, staring down at you with a smile. You had met him when the show first started, apologizing to him when a shove from the crowd left you spilling your beer on his shoes. He had been friendly and easily welcomed you into the small group of friends he had with him, and that was all the convincing you needed to stick with them.
“Shots, always.” You wrap an arm around him too, laughing when he asks the rest of his friends and they all agree with you.
“Tequila?” he asks.
“Tequila.” With your confirmation he releases your shoulder and approaches the bar, ordering a round of shots for everyone. The chatter continues when he leaves, talking about the last band's set, laughing as you all shimmy into a torn up booth while you recall the guy that had managed to make it on stage even with a bloody nose.
Loud cheers erupt when he comes back balancing the shots impressingly well, some spillage happening as he sets them down and slides them around but everyone manages to claim a glass. “To Jace,” one of them yells out with a shot glass in the air, and you’re partially grateful because you couldn’t remember his name for the life of you.
“And to new friends,” he adds on, more cheers sounding out before everyone throws back their shots. The burn hits your throat instantly, making you shut your eyes as you take it in, not seeing when two stragglers walk in and join the party.
“I knew we’d find you bastards here.” Your eyes open back up, landing on the guys standing at the end of the booth, one of which you remember as the man on stage with the bloody nose. His face is all cleaned up now, smiling as if nothing had ever happened, long brown waves falling around his face. His lip ring catches your eye as you give him a once over while he talks to Jace, slowly scanning him, seeing the Sonic Youth shirt he has on, deciding then and there that he was cute and you’d be making it your personal mission to have him be your reckless decision of the night.
Well, until his friend speaks up and you know you’re in trouble. His hands cup the first boys face, black chipped nails squishing his cheek obnoxiously as he snickers. “We had to go clean up his face. Didn’t feel like digging through the crowd to find you guys again.”
You’re pretty sure your face spells it out for anyone who's looking at you, wide eyes caught in a trance as you look at him. His hair is blonde, dark roots barely peeking through, long tendrils falling against his cheek, allowing him to tuck strands behind his ear. He also has his lip pierced, two hoops on the right side, glimmering as he runs his tongue along them. An oversized green flannel is draped over him, allowing you a small glimpse of The Stooges shirt he had on.
“Got room for two more?” His question is directed at you, something you realize when you look back up at his face and see his eyes looking directly at you. It takes you a second to react, realizing you’re at the end of the booth, quickly nodding and scooching as far as you can to allow them both to shimmy in.
“More shots?” Jace asks, slaps on the table and cheers of yes being the only response he needs before he's stepping back out of the booth and heading back to the bar. As your eyes follow him to the right, they land on the boys next to you, seeing them both already staring at you with a look of curiosity on their faces.
“You’re a new face, aren’t you?” the blonde one asks, a grin growing on his lips. “Blink twice if someones blackmailing you to hang out with them here.” He inches closer, wide eyes focused on your own, trying not to laugh when you do your best not to blink.
“I’m here on my own free will. I spilled some beer on Jace so—“
“So he called it even by inviting you here? Sounds like blackmail to me.” The brunette laughs now, leaning forward to see you over his friend’s shoulder.
“I mean, is it really blackmail if I’m getting free shots out of it?”
“Oh shit, maybe Jace is the one getting blackmailed. Good strategy you have there. My name’s Taehyung.” The brunette extends his hand over, offering it to you for a quick shake with a warm smile on his face.
“I’m Jungkook,” the blonde next to you introduces himself too, placing his hand over Taehyung’s as you shake it, smiling when he hears you laugh.
“Y/N.” Your voice holds traces of amusement, eyes focusing on your hands when you feel Taehyung rub his thumb along your knuckles before they both pull away. “Do you guys go to shows together often?”
“Every week,” Jungkook laughs, a small smile on his face, only getting wider when Jace comes back with another round of shots, immediately snatching one for himself. “We’re always at The Smell, maybe we’ve run into each other.” Jungkook throws his shot back first, grimacing as he sets the glass back down.
“I don’t think so, I’d definitely remember meeting you both.”
“Oh, we’re totally worth remembering,” Taehyung chuckles, fingers tracing the edge of the shot glass, sending you a small smile when he looks your way. “And we’d definitely remember a pretty face like yours.” His words are smooth, spoken so confidently it makes a strange warmth blossom inside of you, leaving you with no choice but to look away as you try to hide your smile.
“Stop buttering me up and take your shot,” you mumble, trying desperately to deflect the way they were both so easily having an effect on you. It's clear they enjoy it, smirks growing on their faces, Taehyung chuckling under his breath as he finally lifts his own shot up and takes it, smacking his lips together when the alcohol burns his throat.
Jungkook settles back into the seat comfortably, observing you with a soft gaze as his fingers tap along the sticky tabletop, taking advantage of the fact that you were currently staring at Taehyung. His eyes trace your face while you do the same with his friend, following the strands that frame his face, nearly obscuring his eyes that shamelessly stare right back at you, going down the curve of his nose and seeing the slight swelling occurring on the side of it.
“How’s your nose?”
Taehyung smiles widely, his finger coming up to touch it before he wraps his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder. “All good now, Jungkookie grabbed some ice from the bar at the venue. I probably would’ve looked super busted if he hadn’t,” he coos, snickering when the blonde swats at him.
“What would you do without me?” Jungkook blows him a kiss, turning to look at you when he hears you giggle.
“You two seem close,” you laugh, leaning forward onto the table, seeing the way they both stare you down.
“Super close. We do everything together,” Taehyung mumbles, dropping his hand and reaching forward until his fingers are tapping along your own shot glass. Your eyes fall onto his hand, seeing the way he traces along the rim of it, following it up as he raises the glass and brings it towards your mouth. “Bottoms up.”
His eyes are glued to yours as you open up your lips, biting down onto his bottom lip as he tilts the shot glass into your mouth. Jungkook smirks when he sees the slight daze you’re in, head leaning back as the liquor fills your mouth, finally swallowing it down when the last drop hits your tongue.
“Good girl,” Jungkook murmurs, his hand coming up to cup your jaw, thumb wiping away the small trace still lingering by your lips.
If they were trying to wrap you around their fingers it was working, their heated stares and lingering hands are all you can think about as the night progresses. You had already decided that you’d be making both of them your reckless decision for tonight, but that only gets more solidified the longer you speak to them.
A little further into the night, you end up huddled near the bar corner, the neon glow of the jukebox illuminating Taehyung’s face as he sorts through the options displayed inside. Jungkook is a few feet away, fully immersed in the classic game of pinball, fingers slamming into the buttons and making the machine rattle with each point he racks up.
“There we go,” Taehyung mutters out, tongue peeking out between his teeth as he presses his song of choice. The starting riff of Zero by The Smashing Pumpkins starts to fill the bar, his head bobbing along to the beat as he turns to stare at you with a satisfied smirk. “Wanna go for a ride?” he sings along, giving you a sly wink as he inches closer. His large hand finds its way up your neck with ease, gently touching your skin as his thumb just barely reaches your lower lip, his face nearing yours until your lips are just about to touch. Right when you think you’ll finally get a taste, he steps away, leaving you standing there as you release the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding.
“Play with us,” Jungkook calls out, his voice pulling you out of your small daze. As you turn to stare at him, you see the slight pull of his lips, knowing exactly how his words sound. His eyebrow cocks up as he leans over the pinball machine, gently testing the waters, wanting to know just how far you’re willing to go. Taehyung is standing on the side of the machine, leaning back against the wall, dark eyes analyzing you through the dim lighting. A similar smile tugs at his lips when you make your way over to Jungkook.
“You’re gonna have to show me the ropes.” Your voice is steady despite the thumping of your heart, racing in excitement. You know exactly what game they're playing, a little bit grateful for it because it made it easier for you to get what you wanted out of tonight.
Jungkook stands up straighter, hands raking through his blonde strands, his cute bunny teeth making a full appearance as he smiles while he takes a small step back from the machine. “Don’t worry, I got you. C’mere.”
You slot into place easily, a bit of space between you and the machine in front of you. The same couldn’t be said about the distance between you and Jungkook, feeling the warmth radiating off of him as his chest presses into your back. His face lowers beside yours as he hunches closer, lips just shy of your ears, allowing you to hear the small breath he takes in when you subtly press back into him. He plays coy as his hands slide down your arms, gently guiding them to the right spots.
“Okay, what do I do?” His cheek presses into the side of your head at your question, another smile gracing his face as he brings your hand down to the pull lever right by your hip. Your fingers curl around the handle, feeling his hand close over your own and start to tug it back.
“There’s no method to the madness. You just have to find the right rhythm.” His voice sounds low, gently spoken beside your ear, close enough for you to feel his breath tickling your skin. The resounding smack of the ball being flung as he fully yanks back the lever makes you jump slightly, completely unfocused to what was actually happening in the game he was meant to be teaching you. You could care less about the tiny metal ball bouncing around, not paying attention to each ding sounding off when he managed to score whatever points were needed. All you could focus on was the way his hips pressed into yours, getting closer until you were fully sandwiched between him and the machine.
“Are you paying attention?” he mumbles, a soft laugh lacing each syllable, his chin resting on your shoulder. His hands still encompass your own, fingers guiding you to press the button on the side that controls the different areas.
“Yes,” you sigh, gently biting down on your lower lip when he rocks forward under the guise of trying to save the ball. The machine continues to ding, red numbers glowing up top to showcase just how well Jungkook was doing in teaching you.
“I don’t think you are.” Taehyung chuckles, head tilting slightly as he stares at you and his best friend. Jungkook knows what he’s doing, the way his eyes glimmer with mischief as he continues playing makes it obvious. “I think your mind is occupied with something else. You wanna share?”
“Go on, tell us,” Jungkook whispers, lips trailing beside your ear. Your whole body warms up as Taehyung steps closer, his hands coming to rest on the side of the machine, a curious smile on his face as he waits for your response. “Or do you want us to guess?”
“Guess.” Your head tilts to the side as you glance back, your face an inch away from Jungkook’s, seeing how he glances from your eyes down to your lips. His hands slowly pull away from yours, a small tsk of disapproval coming from him when you try to move your own away.
“No, no. Keep playing.” You replace your hands, doing a shittier job without Jungkook’s help but that clearly doesn’t matter anymore. Your eyes stare down at the glowing game, the flashing lights blurring together, your mind going fuzzy as you feel Jungkook’s hands slide up your thighs. His fingers trace the pockets of your jeans, slowly inching higher until he feels the sliver of skin of your stomach, slipping under the hem of your cropped tee. “I know you’re thinking about me. About us. Am I right?”
His fingers tickle your skin, making you squirm against him, a small smile spreading on your lips. “Yes,” you breathe out, the metallic clanking of the ball blending in with the next song playing on the jukebox.
“And what are we doing?” Taehyung speaks now, tongue gently playing with his lip ring, his eyes landing on Jungkook’s hands. His teasing touches get a little bolder, slipping higher up your shirt until he reaches right underneath your boob, fingertips tracing along your skin. “Touching you? Just like Jungkook is?”
“No, you’re doing way more than that.” They both chuckle now, Jungkook’s hands sliding back down to firmly grip your hips, pulling them right back into his own, letting you feel the slowly growing bulge against his jeans.
“We can make that happen. Right Tae?”
Taehyung’s standing right beside you now, his hand reaching up to gently lift your chin up, half lidded eyes looking down at you as he inches closer, his lips ghosting over your own. “Definitely. She just has to say the word. Are you gonna let us share you, baby?”
You feel trapped, in the best way possible. Jungkook’s fingers dig into your skin, his lips brushing against your hair, Taehyung slowly tilting your head higher until you’re closing the distance between you. He hums softly against your lips, hands gliding along your jaw until he’s cupping the side of your neck and deepening the kiss. His lip ring feels cool against you, savoring the feeling, taking it a step further as your tongue teasingly swipes against his lip. He chuckles as he feels it, pulling away with a small string of spit connecting your lips.
“You have to use your words. Doesn’t she Jungkookie?”
Jungkook’s hand releases your hip, coming up to grip your cheeks and turn your head to face him. His eyes fall on the way your lips glimmer, the small sheen of the kiss you just shared with Tae lingering on your skin. “What do you say?”
Your gaze falls onto his own lips too, staring at the two hoops hugging his bottom lip, looking just as inviting as his friend’s did. “Share me,” you whisper, “do whatever you want with me.”
He smirks at that, nose scrunching up slightly before he’s leaning in and kissing you too. Jungkook’s kissing is slower than Taehyung, lips moving in a teasing manner, leaving you wanting more, a small gasp spilling out of your mouth when he gently bites on your lower lip, tugging it back before letting it go. “Just needed to have a taste too. Let's go?”
Everything seems to blur together after you nod in agreement, Taehyung leading the way out with Jungkook still glued behind you as his hands continue to roam your body. You barely register Jace asking where you’re all going, barely paying any attention to anything other than the feeling of Jungkook kissing your neck, letting Taehyung say whatever he wants to him before he’s grabbing both your hands and pulling you out of the bar entirely.
Nothing seems to slow down until you’re crawling into the backseat of Taehyung’s car, giggling as Jungkook clambers in behind you, his grabby hands landing a playful smack onto your butt as Tae settles into the driver’s seat.
“How far are we?” you breathe out, leaning back into the seat as you stare at him through the rear mirror.
“15 minutes. 10 if I’m determined enough.” You hum in response, gently biting your bottom lip as your hand trails along the seat, slowly closing the distance between you and Jungkook. The blonde boy stares down at the movement, watching with curiosity as your fingers trace the pocket seams of his jeans, inching closer until they’re ghosting the growing bulge at the front.
“Take your time Tae, she’ll have her hands occupied.” Jungkook wears a proud smile as he stares at you, eyes flickering back to his jeans when he feels you eagerly tugging at the zipper.
“And mouth,” you giggle, squealing when Taehyung suddenly accelerates the car, clearly in a haste to get home. Taehyung’s hands grip the steering wheel tight, knuckles paling as he hears everything. He doesn’t need to look back to know exactly what was happening, can hear it clearly as Jungkook groans out, the messy sound of you spitting onto his cock, the soft curses spilling out of his friend’s mouth when you finally wrap your mouth around him. It takes all of his self control to not run any red lights and even more of it to not pull over into some random dark street to join in. He wanted to properly enjoy this and no way in hell would three people crammed in the back seat be fun.
“Feel good?” you whisper, eyes fluttering up at Jungkook, lips shiny and looking enticing as you smirk. Your hands are slick with spit, helping your palm glide up to jerk him off as you playfully kiss his swollen tip, tongue flicking against it to collect the beads of precum dripping out.
“So good,” he hisses out, hand reaching forward to cup your cheek tenderly. His mouth drops open, the prettiest moaning spilling out when you sink back down, cheeks hollowed out as you suck. “So fucking good”
You laugh around his cock, teasing vibrations making him shiver as he melts into the seats, hips gently rutting up as best as he could, desperately needing more. That’s when his eyes roam upwards, locking onto Taehyung’s eyes, seeing the slight pinch between his eyebrows as he meets his gaze.
“Feeling left out?” Jungkook jokes, head tilting to the side, eyes fluttering shut when you continue bobbing your head, tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat.
“A little, yeah.” Taehyung can’t look away now, even as the light turns green, a light laugh escapes him when he realizes how badly he wishes he could switch places with Jungkook right now. The slurps and muffled gags coming from the back let him know just how determined you were to make Jungkook feel good, and it was making his own cock throb in his jeans.
“We’re almost at our place, then you’ll let him feel how good your mouth is, right baby?” You hum against his length and Jungkook moans again, head falling back against the headrest, sending Taehyung a wink before his hand comes to rest on your head.
“I can give him a taste right now,” you giggle as you pull off of Jungkook, turning to look at Taehyung with a devious smile. “Should I hop into the passenger seat and have some fun with you?”
“Unless you’re trying to kill us all you better not. I’ll be patient, baby.” The rasp in his voice shows how badly he’s fighting himself as he turns you down, his foot pressing harder into the gas, flying through the street as you laugh and resume your antics. He doesn’t feel bad as he parks horribly into the first spot he finds, doesn’t care when he yanks open the back door—seeing you with a mouth full of Jungkook's cock—and pulls you out, because his only goal is getting you all into the apartment.
“Someone's not as patient as they said,” you snort, leaning back into his touch as you step into their place. Taehyung’s arms are wrapped around you, hooked around your stomach as he leans forward and kisses your neck gently. Jungkook stumbles in a few feet behind, still trying to adjust himself in his jeans as he enters his place too.
“It’s not nice being left out,” he mumbles into your skin, hands gliding across your body, fingers playing with the button of your jeans for a moment before gliding down your thighs in a teasing motion.
“Yeah? Want me to make it up to you?” Your hands reach behind you, gliding up his thighs until your fingers are gently tracing the bulge in his jeans, hearing the soft hiss he lets out against your ear.
“Yeah,” he rasps out, smiling as his eyes meet Jungkook’s. “But we need to give Jungkook a taste of his own medicine.”
“Oh?” you breathe out, your own gaze landing on Jungkook, seeing the way he stands a few feet away with a smirk on his lips. His eyes twinkle with something you can’t exactly pinpoint, not until Taehyung speaks once more.
“Jungkook likes to watch, so I guess it’s not really punishment.” You can feel Taehyung’s smile against your neck as he presses another soft kiss to your skin before trailing back up until his lips are ghosting your ear. “Are you okay with that?”
A shaky breath escapes you at his words, nodding slowly while Jungkook’s smile widens. “Yes.”
You can only imagine how often they do this from how smoothly they both move, Taehyung’s hands roaming your body while he kisses your neck as he leads you to his bedroom. Before you know it you’re dropping back onto his bed, resting on your elbows, feeling the mattress sinking around you as he kneels between your legs, large hands cupping your jaw as he slots your lips together. The tinge of alcohol is still present on your tongues and as you deepen the kiss your nose bumps into his and he hisses softly.
“Sorry,” you whisper out with a giggle, feeling him tilt your head up to properly stare at him. His eyes look dark now, half lidded as his thumb rubs your bottom lip with a small smirk on his face. He only shakes his head in response before kissing you once more, lips softly trailing down your jaw and neck, pushing you back until you’re flat on his bed.
A gasp hits the air as he starts to suck on your skin, his large palms gliding up your stomach until he’s sliding under your shirt. Your hands instinctively find his head, fingers grabbing his hair as he continues down.
A creak from the side grabs your attention, eyes panning over until you meet Jungkook’s stare. He’s sat on a small velvet chair off to the side, leaning forward with his hands resting off of his knees, a small tilt to his head as he watches it all unfold. When Taehyung manages to push your shirt up, lips ghosting your skin until his tongue is gently flicking over your nipple and a choked moan spills from your mouth, you see the way Jungkook swallows and readjusts in his seat.
“I told you he likes to watch,” Taehyung rasps out, lips shiny with saliva, a smile spreading on his face as his eyes meet Jungkook’s before looking back at you. “Do you want to watch him touch himself?”
Excitement flares up within you at his question, a quick nod of your head being the only response you can actually give, hearing Taehyung chuckle. “Well, there needs to be a bit more happening before he gets there. Ask him what he wants to see, baby.” His mouth returns to your skin, continuing its path down your body in open mouth kisses that have goosebumps spreading as a chill runs through you.
“W-what do you want to see Jungkook?” you gasp out, eyes locked onto the blonde boy and seeing how his tongue prods against his cheek.
“I wanna see him make you cum. I bet you’d look really pretty, and I have front row seats.” He smiles now as he settles back into the chair, eyes moving to see Taehyung’s hands slowly start to unbutton your jeans. “Let me see him fuck you.”
You can’t help the whimper that you let out at his tone, his eyes lighting up with desire when you nod in agreement. He bites down on his lower lip when you raise up your hips, letting Taehyung pull your pants down as you yank your top fully off, a small pile of your shoes and clothes joining the floor before he kisses your thighs.
Your body shivers as Taehyung’s palms glide between your thighs, gently spreading them apart as he leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your mound. “Taehyung,” you gasp out as his tongue licks along your slit, his eyes falling shut as he hums in satisfaction. “I want you to fuck me, please.”
The vibrations of his laughter is felt against your skin, his mouth gently wrapped around your clit as his tongue teasingly flicks against the bundle of nerves for a brief moment. “Hm, you’re impatient. I wanted to get a good taste of you. You really wanna see Jungkook touch himself huh?”
“Maybe,” you laugh, not an ounce of shame in your voice as you stare at Taehyung, giggling when he gently nips at your inner thigh. You don’t realize how exposed you really are until Taehyung leans back, standing up from the bed, still fully clothed. The only article of clothing Jungkook had taken off was his flannel, tossed to the side, exposing his arms which you hadn’t noticed were covered in tattoos. Their eyes look hungry as they take you in, eagerly roaming your body like you were their next meal and you love every minute of it.
“Show me what I wanna see too, Jungkook,” you breathe out, slowly turning over in bed to properly look at him. His eyes trail over the curve of your hip when you turn over, following the slope of your ass when you arch your back as you lean across the bed towards him on your hands and knees. His smirk deepens now, hands going to the button of his jeans, slowly undoing them and sliding down the zipper.
“Give her what she wants and I will too,” Taehyung chuckles out, finally tugging off his shirt and jeans, the pile of clothes growing on the floor. As you look behind your shoulder, you see him kneel back on the bed, a shiny condom wrapper in his hand. A few tattoos litter his body, random patchwork style pieces on his stomach and arms. He sends you a wink as he rips it open, slowly sliding it on his cock with a soft sigh, his eyes focusing on the beautiful position you’re in.
His hands slide down your back, gripping your hips before sliding down the curve of your ass and dipping between your thighs. As his fingers trail along your entrance, he hums in pleasure when he feels just how wet you’ve gotten already. “I wanted to stretch you out first for me,” he groans as he wraps his hand around his length, circling the tip around your entrance.
“I’ll be fine,”’you sigh out, arching your back further, focusing on the way Jungkook pulls his own cock out of his pants, already hard and leaking precum. “You’ll take care of me.”
Taehyung smiles at that, slowly pushing his hips forward until he’s sinking into your heat. His mouth drops open at the feeling, your walls fluttering around his length as they adjust to his size, his hands gripping your hips. “We’ll take good care of you baby.”
You mewl underneath him, eyes falling shut as he fills you up, each inch making your hands clutch the sheets. You probably should’ve let him take the time to stretch you out properly, not realizing just how big he was until now. But once Jungkook noisily spits into his palm, rubbing along the head of his cock before spreading the mixture of precum and saliva down his length, you decide its worth it.
“Fuck,” you moan out when he finally bottoms out, hips flush against your ass, fingers dimpling the skin of your hips. “I feel so full.”
Jungkook groans out at that, slowly pumping himself as he settles back into his seat. All he could focus on was the look of pleasure on your face, how you seemed to tremble, already overwhelmed with the feeling when Taehyung had just begun.
Another shaky moan escapes you as Taehyung pulls back, giving you a second to prepare before he’s thrusting forward once more, setting a slow pace to allow you to adjust to his size. “Jungkook wants to see you cum baby. Let’s give him a show.”
Jungkook seems pleased at that, the slow jerk of his hand speeding up to match Taehyung’s thrusts, a hiss of pleasure spilling out of him as he tightens his grip on himself. The sounds of skin smacking together blends in with the wet thump of his palm and the pretty moans you let out.
It’s like all your senses are heightened, the touch of Taehyung’s palm on your back makes you jolt, allowing him to guide you further down until your chest is fully pressed into the sheets, ass perfectly arched in a visual that Jungkook appreciates. Each jagged breath the boys release hits your ears, the slow brewing pleasure warming you up from the inside, leaving you crying out with each thrust.
“Feel good?” Taehyung grunts out, licking his lips as he quickens the pace, feeling the way your walls tighten further around him. He knew the answer already, could see the way your arousal was pooling around the base of his cock, dripping down your thighs and making a mess of his sheets. They must have really hit the jackpot with you if you were already enjoying yourself this much.
“So good,” you mumble out, beginning to rut back into him, feeling him deeper than before. With each thrust he gives you feel him brush against the sweet patch inside you, something he catches on to the second he feels the way you gush around his cock. “Oh fuck, right there.”
“Yeah?” He fucks you with precision, making sure to hit the right spot each time, a wicked smile on his lips when you slur out another curse word, burying your face into the sheets. That just wouldn’t do, not when his best friend wanted to see your pretty face. “No no, baby. Remember, Jungkook wants to see you.”
A choked moan fills the air as Taehyung reaches forward, large palm collecting your hair into his grip and tugging back until you have no choice but to lift yourself up again. The pressure on your scalp makes your whole body tingle, brows pinched together as your hand reaches back to grip his wrist, softly rubbing his skin to let him know this was okay.
“Such a pretty girl,” Jungkook moans out, jaw slack as his eyes roam your body, thumb teasingly rubbing against his slit when you mewl at his compliment. Something about the hungry look in his eyes as he takes you in makes your breath hitch, a trail of fire traveling down your body with his gaze, nearly crying when his eyes focus on the visual of Taehyungs cock fucking into you, and suddenly Taehyung’s free hand was circling around you to reach your sensitive clit.
“Oh my god,” you moan out, shaky and oh so desperate it sends a chill down Jungkook’s spine, his fist slowing down as he leans forward and lets a glob of spit land on the head of his cock before he’s spreading it down his length. You weren’t sure what to focus on anymore, your heart racing in your chest as your eyes tried to take in the sight of Jungkook, ears perking up with each rough breath Taehyung let out by your ear.
“You’re doing so well,” he groans out, gently kissing the side of your head, hips never slowing down. “I'm close baby, but I wanna feel you cum around me first.” Something about his tone makes your insides melt, a slight whine to his words that show just how much he was truly enjoying it. It leaves you only able to respond with a shaky nod, already teetering so close to the edge with the way his deft fingers were circling your clit.
A deeper moan spills out of him when your walls start to tighten further, his jaw clenched together as the pleasure flowed through him. He’d be lying if he said they didn’t do this often, but tonight felt like such a special treat, and he was already hoping it wouldn’t come to an end. With the way your moans get breathier, trailing off as you slur out that you’re close, he knows he can’t prolong this further so he chooses to remember it as best as he can.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” you chant, eyes fluttering shut as your mouth drops open. Your body tensing first, bracing for the release that felt so close you could practically taste it. Taehyung wasn’t far behind, thrusts becoming more shallow, quicker bursts of energy that left stars flashing behind your lids. Soft words of praise are whispered in your ear, begging you to cum, quickening the tight circles around your swollen clit, fingers coated in your wetness.
“Cum for us Y/N,” Jungkook groans out, hungry gaze locked onto your body. That’s the final straw, your orgasm washing over you in waves, walls spasming around Taehyung’s cock as you milked his own orgasm from him. He curses under his breath at the feeling, hand gently releasing your hair as your ride your climax, dropping back down to rest your face in the sheets and clutch on to them while he fucked you through it.
The hold he has on your hips makes you wince slightly, already knowing you’ll bruise, but when you weakly turn your head to look back, the sight of him makes it all worth it. The prettiest pout is on his face, brows pinched together as he moans out your name, eyes focused on the messy view between your thighs. All it takes is a few more thrusts before he’s cumming too, hips flush against yours as he relishes in the feeling.
It feels like you can barely register what's happening as you come down from euphoria, thighs trembling as he pulls out of you, eyes slowly roaming the room before you’re glancing to the side, surprised to see Jungkook sat on the chair with his cock still hard while his hand firmly gripped the base of it.
“You didn’t—you didn’t cum,” you manage to breathe out, a cute pout of disappointment on your lips that makes him grin as he releases his cock. Your eyes lock in on his palm, how its shiny with spit and precum, the same precum that was currently beading on the head of his cock, still aching for his release.
“Watching you was just the warm up. I wanna feel you properly, need to know how your pussy feels when you cum around me. Then I’ll cum.” He’s leaning forward now, resting his elbows on his knees as he analyzes your face. You look absolutely disheveled, and if you were tapping out after just having Taehyung that would be completely fine with him. He knew how to handle himself, already knowing you definitely wouldn’t mind watching him put on a show for you too. But as Taehyung moves around behind you, crawling on the bed until his back is resting against the headboard, hands beckoning you over to lay against him, Jungkook sees the way your face lights up with excitement at continuing this.
“Mm, what are you waiting for then?” Your lips pull into a smirk as you lift yourself up, crawling over to Taehyung and giggling as he grabs your hips and maneuvers you just the way they want you. Jungkook just watches on with a smile, hooded eyes trailing down your body, seeing Taehyung’s hands wrap around your waist as he lays you flat against his chest, your tits rising with each breath, legs slowly sliding open until he’s granted the beautiful sight between them. He damn near groans when he sees the mess between your thighs, a sheen of wetness coating your skin, pussy already swollen from Taehyung’s cock, ready for more.
Jungkook gets up now, finally fully taking off his clothes, tossing them without a care as he reaches the end of the bed. You take this moment to properly drool over him, seeing the dark tattoos marking his arms, trailing down onto his stomach, perfectly adorning his abs. The cherry on top is the shiny silver hoop latched in his bellybutton, something you definitely did not expect him to have—and you also didn’t expect to find it this hot.
“What's got you so dazed sweetheart?” Jungkook chuckles, kneeling onto the bed and slowly crawling over to you.
“I’m just really hoping this isn’t some sick dream and I’m actually passed out at that dirty ass bar.” You feel Taehyung’s chest rumble with a laugh behind you, his hands gently tracing along your stomach, making goosebumps spread on your skin.
“No, it’s definitely not a dream,” Jungkook sighs, a charming smile on his lips when he finally reaches you. His hands softly trail up your legs, making their way up your body. That’s when one of Taehyung’s hands leaves your waist, reaching to the side before he’s handing Jungkook something. Excitement blooms inside you once more when Jungkook grabs the condom wrapper, ripping it open with his teeth, his ego growing slightly when he sees just how locked in you are.
Your teeth bite down on your lower lip as he grabs his cock, slowly rolling the condom on with a soft sigh before looking back at you and giving you a wink. His hands land on your thighs once more, pushing them further apart so he could properly slot between them, a satisfied hum escaping him at his point of view.
“Keep them spread like this for me,” he murmurs out, thumb rubbing along your thigh.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help.” Taehyung kisses the side of your head before his hands reach down and grip your thighs, successfully spreading them open. A squeal leaves your mouth at the action,, and the way Jungkook’s face lights up makes your cheeks burn, feeling way more exposed than before.
You can only hold your breath as he inches forward, feeling the weight of his cock resting on top of your folds, the wetness from the condom sending a shiver down your spine. He hums under his breath as he slowly thrusts forward, nudging against your sensitive clit and chuckling when you gasp.
“Jungkook,” you groan, hands reaching out to grip onto his shoulders. “Don’t tease me, please.”
He lets your arms pull him closer, his eyes falling onto your lips, seeing the small pout etched onto them and he just has to kiss it away.
“Sorry, you’re right,” he mumbles against your lips, kissing them once more and pulling back slightly. His gaze is locked onto yours as he grabs his cock, leading it to your entrance, seeing the way your eyes widen as he starts to push into you.
Taehyung soothes you with his touch when you moan out, mumbling praise into your ear as Jungkook sinks further into you. You had already been stretched out, but Jungkook’s cock was thicker than Taehyung’s was, making a home between your walls with a pleasurable burn.
“Fuck,” you groan, nails digging into his shoulders when his hips press flush against yours. Jungkook hisses when your walls flutter around his length, jaw dropping open as he looks down to where you two connect, slowly pulling back before thrusting forward.
“It’s like you were made for us,” he moans, picking up his speed, his hands gripping onto your hips to keep your body from jostling up the bed. Jungkook honestly isn’t sure how long he’ll last, he had been purposefully edging himself the entire time he watched Taehyung fuck you, letting himself get a small taste before pulling away. Now that your warmth is enveloping him and your whimpers are filling the air, he knows his orgasm is gonna creep up on him.
“I think so too,” you giggle, your hands trailing up his shoulders and up his neck, tangling your fingers into his long hair and giving it a gentle tug. “I’m gonna need you both to fuck me like this all the time.”
Taehyung chuckles behind you, his own eyes focusing on the view of Jungkook’s cock splitting you open. “Oh we can definitely do that,” he murmurs into your hair, spreading your thighs further apart and relishing in the mewl you let out as Jungkook reaches further inside of you.
“Are you sure you can handle us all the time, baby? You make it so hard, we won’t be able to keep our hands to ourselves if you let us, and I don’t think you can keep up.” You’re not sure you can keep up either, you were barely holding it together after Taehyung made you cum, and being sandwiched between them both now was making you feel light headed in the best way possible. Yet they seemed ready to keep going, surely prepared for as many rounds as you’d be willing.
“Don’t care,” you whine out at a particular roll of his hips, pulling him closer to you, focusing on the glint of his lip rings as he swipes his tongue over them. “You make me feel so good, you can do whatever you want to me.”
It's the feeling of your second orgasm that has you speaking deliriously, spewing out the first things that come to mind—but you know you mean it. Taehyung and Jungkook could have you any way they pleased.
Jungkook seems to like what you said, a groan spilling out before he’s crashing your lips together in a heated kiss. It was dangerous for you to say things like that to him, to sound so open and willing in that breathy tone, he would take it and run with it. As your fingers gently rake through his hair, all he can think about is every single scenario he could possibly have you like this. With a swipe of your tongue against his lip rings, he’s picturing you bent over the living room couch, sucking off Taehyung as he fucked you from behind and he has to stop himself before be gets too carried away.
He fucks you harder now, steady rocks of his hips making your body jostle against Taehyung’s, moaning into your mouth as you yank his hair back and bite onto his lower lip. His eyes are lidded as they stare at you, breathing heavily as his mind starts to cloud over, lower lip shiny with spit as you let it snap back. You’re positive you look just as lust crazed as him, pupils blown out, skin tacky with sweat, heart hammering in your chest as sparks of pleasure exploded with each thrust.
“Wanna cum,” you mumble out, breath hitching as he rolls his hips, angling them just right to hit your gspot, smirking when he knows he’s found it. His hand comes up to cup your face, thumb swiping your cheek with tenderness that didn’t match his thrusts.
“Mm, I wanna feel you. C’mon baby.” His voice is raspy, a slight whine at the end that has your walls fluttering around him.
“I think she needs help,” Taehyung chuckles, grabbing your hands and moving it to replace his own, keeping your thighs nice and spread while his long fingers slither down your torso. You wait with baited breath as he trails them down, a throaty moan filling the air as they meet your clit once more. “Just like that right?”
Jungkook laughs under his breath at Taehyung’s teasing tone, finger rubbing at your bottom lip, eyes sparkling when your tongue swipes at it before you’re wrapping your lips around his thumb and sucking. “Fuck, you look so pretty like this,” he rasps out, the wet squelch of his cock fucking into you mixing with the creaking of the bed.
Your stomach hiccups as you moan around his finger, body writhing around as the pleasure starts to overwhelm you. Taehyung knows exactly what to do to push you closer to the edge, fingers slick with your arousal as he circles your clit, his other arm draped across your stomach to hold you in place. You warble out another moan when he presses down onto your lower stomach, turning your mind into mush when the pressure lets you feel the tip of Jungkook’s cock prodding against you.
“Oh shit,” he marvels, eyes wide as he looks down at his palm before meeting Jungkook’s stare. “This is so fucking hot.”
Without a second thought, Jungkook pulls his finger out of your mouth, quickly bringing his own palm beside Taehyung’s, jaw dropping open when he feels it himself, the coil in his stomach tightening up when your tummy bulges out every so slightly. “I told you, this pussy was made for us.” You whine out weakly at that, nodding along as you turn your head to the side. Jungkook doesn’t allow it though, hand grabbing your cheeks to turn you back to him. “You wanna see me cum yeah?” When you nod again, breathing heavy as your orgasm climbs up your spine, he smiles down at you. “Cum for me.”
Your eyes are locked onto his, fingers digging into your own thighs as the pleasure sets in, each flick of Taehyung’s fingers adding fire to the flame until it all boils over with a precise thrust from Jungkook. As his cock rubs along that spongy patch inside of you a gasp cuts into the air, your mouth dropping open as your body tenses up. Jungkook curses under his breath when your walls tighten around him, fucking you faster as you cream his cock.
Taehyung is relentless as he continues to rub circles around your clit, enjoying the way you whimper and spasm above him, knowing you enjoy it too much with the way you lean back into him.
“Just like fucking heaven,” Jungkook groans, leaning over you fully now as he lets himself get lost in the pleasure. His arms cage you in on either side as his hips move languidly, not at all afraid of being vocal as he whines out over how good you feel, making your stomach flip with each muttered praise.
As Taehyung finally retreats his hand you’re able to think properly, the slight haze clearing from your mind as you take in the sight of Jungkook above you. His hair's hanging down the sides of his face, thick brows pinched together to make the prettiest scowl you’ve ever seen. As your eyes trail down his body, they focus on the damn belly ring he has, seeing the way his abs contract with each thrust. That alone has you craving another round already.
“Give me what I want Jungkook,” you whisper out, purposefully tightening around him, rhythmic pulses that have him choking on his breath. He can only nod now, chest hiccuping as the familiar feeling starts to drape over him, making his skin tingle as his thrusts grow sloppy. Quick, shallow rolls of his hips have you mewling beneath him, releasing your thighs so you could wrap your legs around his hips, urging him even closer than before.
As his eyes lock into yours, seeing the dreamy look you have, it sends him over the edge. His hips stutter for a moment as his orgasm washes over him, a strained moan of your name reaching your ears as he cums into the condom before he’s delivering another burst of thrusts, milking his own orgasm to feel the pleasurable oversensitivity.
“Holy shit,” he breathes out, hips coming to a stop deep inside of you. Your hands come up to cup his face, the both of you smiling before you start to giggle. The crinkles by his eyes deep as he joins in, leaning in to kiss you again, only pulling away as he pulls out of you.
“I’m gonna be so fucking sore,” you whine out as your legs drop back onto the mattress, squealing when Jungkook flips you over, making you face to face with Taehyung and that cheeky smile he has on.
“Jungkook’s really good at massages,” he sings out, his hand cupping your chin before he’s giving you a kiss as well. Your eyes fall shut as his lips move against yours, soft and gentle without the rush from before. Before you can pull away to call his bluff, Jungkook’s reaching forward and massaging your thighs, fingers expertly digging into your skin to rub out the sore muscles.
“Oh my god,” you moan against Taehyung’s lips, letting yourself turn to jelly against his chest as Jungkook’s hands travel further up your body, taking his sweet time.
“Tae told you we’d take good care of you,” Jungkook sighs as he reaches your shoulders, smiling when you groan out at the pressure. “He wasn’t lying.”
You laugh against Tae’s skin, “I don’t know, it feels like you guys are just buttering me up to go again.”
“Can we not just be trying to relax you?” Taehyung laughs out, beginning to grow comfortable with the position you’re in.
“That’d be a lot more believable if I couldn’t feel your boner against me.” Jungkook cackles at that, his hands coming to a stop as he drops his forehead to rest on your back, hearing both your laughs join in. As Taehyung tries to weakly defend himself he pulls away, properly disposing of the condom before coming back to sit beside his best friend.
“Taehyung’s boner aside, we’d really like it if you stayed the night.” He rakes his hair off his face, fiddling with his lip rings in a nervous manner that has your heart swooning. How he could look so shy after everything that had just transpired was a mystery to you. It’s a complete contrast to the confident smile Taehyung has, his hands coming up to play with your hair as he slouches further back against the headboard.
“Sure, on one condition.” They both perk up at that, leaning in to you with thoughtful faces. “We have to do this again tomorrow morning.”
The nerves are wiped off Jungkook entirely now, a smirk on his lips as he nods in agreement, watching with amusement when Taehyung flips you over, playfully rolling on top of you as he starts to kiss your neck. “Why wait until the morning, the nights still young,” he says between kisses, smiling as you scream out a laugh of his name.
As Jungkook looks through the window beside the headboard, he spots the sky beginning to turn colors as dawn approaches. With another glance towards you, he sees your eyes shut as you breathe out a moan when Taehyung gently sucks at the spot beneath your ear, your arm reaching out to paw at the bed until your palm is meeting Jungkook’s thigh. It’s almost comical how easily his body reacts to your touch, his cock twitching back to life as you give him a squeeze, pure trouble floating in your eyes when you open them up to stare at him.
Technically, it is tomorrow morning.
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― summary:
after departing from your dom, you’re assigned to two incredibly powerful men.
taehyung/reader/jungkook | dom/sub!au, CEO!taekook | angst, fluff, smut | 21.4k
↬ content warnings: dom/sub themes, pet names, sir!kink, daddy!kink, threesome, mxm scenes, subspace, praise kink, dirty talk, cunnilingus, pussy slapping, orgasm denial, begging, humiliation, safewords, blowjobs, deepthroating/face-fucking, creampie, intense orgasms(?), multiple orgasms, cum eating, cum sharing, arguments, insecurities, manipulation, reader is a bit impulsive, derogatory language, sexual face-slapping, punishments, dumbification, overstimulation, forced orgasms, aftercare, crying, 69ing, face-sitting, sensitivity kink(?), double penetration
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Eighteen was the coveted age. At that age, you are no longer a child and were to begin a new life in the society as you'd yearned for since being a child.
You awoke on the day of your birthday, filled to the brim with anticipation.
The first place you needed to go with the Role-Assignment Institute, a big building in Seoul you'd only had the pleasure of looking at until today.
It was almost intimidating, walking in. You'd arrived early in the day but there were still so many people packed into the waiting room. For some reason, the nerves only kicked in after you signed in — receiving a number that would be called when it was your turn.
112. That was your number. You kept looking at it, anxiously worrying that you'd read it wrong. Your leg bounced as you kept repeating the number in your head.
It felt like hours before a woman dressed in blue scrubs waltzed in yelling, "Number 112!"
Your knees felt weak as you stood up, handing the number slip to the nurse. She nodded, leading you down a long corridor that reminded you of a hospital. The fluorescent lights bounced off the white walls, causing a glare that made you squint.
"The doctor will be in, in just a moment," The nurse said, standing on her tippy-toes to pull out a clipboard with paper and a pen attached. "In the meantime, please fill out all the information needed on these,"
You sat on the exam table, the crinkling sanitary paper making you cringe at how loud it was. Using your lap as a table, you began looking over the forms. There was a form for basic information; like your name, age, height, and weight along with your social security number. After filling out everything, you moved onto the waiver that gave them permission to test you to find your Assignment. Though it was a safe and very simple procedure, it was still required.
Finally finished, you placed the clipboard to the side and waited, eyes on the door as if urging the doctor to enter.
The door loudly clicked open, a tall man in a white lab coat entered with a beaming smile. He greeted you, taking a seat on a rolling stool in front of the computer — clicking and typing for a moment before turning to you.
"I'm Dr. Kim," He held his hand out for you to shake. "Have you finished filling out the forms?"
"Oh yeah," You handed the clipboard over into his waiting hand.
"Miss _____..." He read your name, eyes scanning the paper for additional information. "Alright, I'll put this in the system, it'll be just a second."
The room was filled with the clicking of the keyboard and you absentmindedly swung your feet on the exam table. Dr. Kim sighed, rolling his chair towards the back of the room to pull out a needle and alcohol wipes.
"Alright, so you know how this works right?" He asked, holding your arm with one hand as he wiped the alcohol over the bend of your elbow.
"You take my blood and test it," You answered swiftly, wincing as he tied a band around your upper arm. The blood cut off, making the rest of your arm feel numb.
"That's right," Dr. Kim smiled, uncapping the needle.
Unable to watch, you closed your eyes and looked away. Several long seconds, a quick pinch, the application of the band-aid and it was over.
The doctor rolled back over to the computer, opening up a cylindrical machine which he popped the vial of your blood into.
"It'll just be a second before the results pop up," He told you as the machine began making a loud vibrating sound.
Two painstakingly long minutes passed before the noise stopped. He made a humming noise, clicking on the computer before turning back to you.
"Well, congratulations," He smiled, standing up to retrieve some papers out of a cabinet behind you. "You're a submissive!"
"Oh cool," You gasped, feeling relief wash over you at his reveal.
"Now, on to the least fun part," He pulled out a small machine that contained a long pen like tool. "This will imprint your status into you skin similar to a tattoo — without the actual tattooing part. It holds information in it, it need only be scanned."
You'd seen the imprints before — your mom and dad both had one. They were a way of identifying if someone was of age among other things.
The branding itself didn't hurt, it was a hot flash of pain but it dissolved within a second. Once he was done the letters 'S-U-B' were inked against your skin. Running your fingers over it, you could feel it was slightly raised.
"These hold information on where to go from here including picking a good matching agency,” He held out the papers. “There's a list on the second page," He flipped it for you.
"W-Who do you recommend?" You asked, realizing you never quite researched the various companies.
"Well," He pulled out a pen. "There are three top companies all located in Seoul that are partnered with this Assignment Institute pecifically. T&J Matching Company, MinHope Matching Agency, and the Kim Namjoon Matching Firm. For you, I'd recommend MinHope — they work very closely with their clients and they're the least intimidating out of them!"
"I'll go with MinHope then!" You smiled, watching as the doctor circled the one you chose.
It took just a few more minutes of Dr. Kim filling in information for you — sending a referral from him to your chosen company.
"Alright," He stood up, holding a little envelope with his signature on the front. "This has all the information you need going forward. Information on sub-to-dom matching and various important things to know, you can look over it when you get a chance."
"Thank you so much," you grinned, tucking it away in your purse.
You bid goodbye to the doctor, stopping by the front desk on your way out to give your payment for the procedure.
Being home filled you with relief, you instantly crashed onto the couch with a big sigh. Your feet hurt from walking and your back hurt from that exam table you sat on for an hour and a half.
Lifting your arm up, you gazed at the little black letters inked into your skin.
"Oh! I should call Mom!" You whispered to yourself, pulling out your phone.
Hearing her happily blabbing on about how happy and proud of you she was had you grinning from ear to ear. You could hear her relay every important detail to your dad, who also gave his congratulations. The conversation fizzled off into telling each other how your days had been going since you'd last seen each other. About an hour into the call, your phone began beeping obnoxiously in your ear.
"I have to go, Mom, I have another call incoming," You told her. "I'll talk to you later, yeah. Love you!"
You hurriedly answered the incoming call, effectively ending the call with your mother.
"Hello?" You asked.
"Good evening, this is Joy with MinHope Matching Agency," Your heart sped up. "We received a referral from Dr. Kim. Would you like to set up your appointment?"
"Yes please!" You smiled, sitting up properly. "When is the soonest I can be seen?"
"Well..." You held your breath and you could hear faint clicking of a computer. "There's an appointment opening with Mr. Jung at 10:15 in the morning. Does that work?"
"That's perfect!" You exclaimed.
Bidding your goodbyes to the woman, you flopped back onto the couch, filled to the brim with so much excitement you weren't sure you'd be able to sleep through the night.
The morning of your appointment came earlier than you expected. You'd had trouble sleeping so you felt a little drowsy getting to the Agency.
"Um hi, I'm ____ I have a 10:15 with Mr. Jung," You said to the lady sitting behind the reception desk. On the wall was a sign that said MinHope Matching Agency, with a glowing white back light. She clicked on her computer for a second before pulling out a badge that said "Visitor".
"Go to floor 8," The lady said. "You can speak to Joy up there at the service desk and she'll tell you where to go,"
You were surprised by the cold attitude of the woman and hurriedly scurried to the elevator. You could feel her eyes on you as you waited for the doors to open. Glancing behind you, you winced when you met her piercing gaze.
"Boy," You gasped, leaning against the back of the elevator once you got in. "What was her problem?"
You watched the numbers go up as you ascended the floor before stopping on the 8th. When you stepped out, you were met with a few faces, waiting to get in as well.
"Excuse me," you breathed, bypassing them easily.
You spotted the large desk, wandering over to it and waited for Joy, as you figured, to finish speaking with someone else.
"Hello!" She beamed."Are you here for an appointment?"
"Um yes," You answered. "10:15 for Mr. Jung."
"Oh right, Miss ____!" She beamed, pulling out a scanning gun. "Please show me your arm,"
With a click of the gun, your sub tattoo was scanned.
"Okay," She stood up. "If you'll follow me, I'll take you to Mr. Jung's office,"
Her heels clicked on the linoleum floors as you walked behind her through a hallway. Doors were lined up on both sides, some appeared to be conference rooms and other just normal offices. She stopped in front of a large wooden door with a plaque that read Jung Hoseok, CEO.
"Just go on in and he'll start your consultation," Joy bowed before pivoting on her heel and going back the way she came.
Walking into a CEO's office seemed quite daunting. So you timidly gaze three knocks, letting him know you were there before opening the door.
"Come in, come in!" He beamed, a bright heart-shaped smile as he opened the door even more for you.
He was dressed in a nice suit with his hair slicked back. He was really good looking. You followed his urging and took a seat in front of his desk, in a comfortable leather chair.
"I see Joy scanned you for me, that's great," He smiled. "Sometimes she forgets to do that."
He clicked on his computer for several long minutes, typing and reading over whatever came on the screen. He was silent for several minutes, giving you an excellent chance to look at him. His sleeves hid where his brand was so you were unable to see what he was. You wondered if he was matched or not. He was good looking and certainly above the age of 18 but that didn't really mean anything.
"And there we have it!" He grinned, pivoting his screen to show you what was on it.
On the screen was a picture of you, there was a picture of a man who had Lee Daehoon (DOM) underneath.
"This is my match?" You asked, scooting closer to look at him. "He's...handsome,"
"I'm glad you approve!" Hoseok grinned, turning his screen back around to face himself.
"Can I ask...how you make the matches like that?" You asked, watching him click on his computer again.
"Well, we simply scan your imprint and it reveals details about you along with your DNA information which allows up to match you with a Dominant who is basically most compatible! Of course, there are several possible matches but it goes with the best one currently in the system," He easily explained, turning his chair around to grab some papers from his printer.
"That's interesting..." You mumbled, glancing down at your tattoo mesmerized by just how much information could be extracted from it.
"Alright, your first meeting with Mr. Lee is set up, there should be an email for you with the information."
You honestly never thought you'd be in that leather chair again with Jung Hoseok staring blankly at his computer screen searching for a good match. But unfortunately, fate likes to be cruel and ruin good things.
Lee Daehoon...what a jerk.
"I'm sorry about this," Hoseok suddenly said, making you look up. He was already staring at you with indiscernible pity. "I know it's hard when a relationship doesn't work. A lot of people just expect it to and they get disappointed. Of course, sometimes it does work! A lot of the time!" He quickly tried to save what he'd said.
"It's alright," You smiled. "It happens, I know that. I'm just kind of annoyed I wasted 3 years with that jerk..."
Hoseok smiled. "I understand—" He suddenly gasped, sitting up straighter and leaning his face closer to the screen.
"That's bad for your eyes," You joked.
"I don't believe it..." He mumbled.
"What is it?" His behavior had your anxiety piquing.
"Here, take a look," He spun his monitor around for you to see.
You saw your face, as expected, but instead of just one line and one picture there were two. Two photos of men sat beneath yours, showing a match to both of them while they were connected by their own line.
Kim Taehyung (DOM) and Jeon Jungkook (DOM).
"Two Doms?" You leaned closer to the screen in surprise. "How is that possible?"
"Well," Hoseok's brows were furrowed as he turned the screen around to see for himself once again. "It's certainly uncommon but..." He shook his head. "I've never personally seen it."
"D-Does it explain anything? Who are they? How could this even work?" You bombarded the poor man with questions.
"Well actually...I know both of them," He confessed. "We're friends, in fact."
"Seriously? Isn't that too much of a coincidence?" You gasped.
He shrugged. "They're both the CEOs of T&J Matching Company."
Your brain short-circuited at those words. "Pardon?"
"They've been together for a while, I didn't think they'd ever..." He broke off, humming to himself. It took him a second before he sobered up. "No matter! I've got your papers coming out now."
You watched as the papers came out of the printer, waiting for him to grab them. Smiling, he tucked them into a manila company envelope and handed it over to you.
"There's an email waiting for you, you know how this goes," He smiled, escorting you out of his office all the way to the elevator. "By the way...I don't think I ever gave you this but," He pulled out a little white card. "This is my business card if you ever need me."
You bid him goodbye before the elevator doors could close. Just before they did, you caught his smile dropping, replaced with a firm grimace.
What was that about?
On your way home, you read the email that gave the date and location of your first three dates with Taehyung and Jungkook. It also briefly explained the steps to take after the three dates — such as agreeing to match, declining the matching, and requesting more pre-match dates.
The first date was tomorrow at 12:30 — a lunch date.
You spent the rest of the evening planning out a outfit — not sure what style to go with. Then you did lengthy skincare and took a nice, long, hot bath.
Finally, by the time you were in bed, you decided to google the names of your potential matches. You were nearly blinded by how attractive they both were. Clicking on Taehyung's Wikipedia page, you began to read all about him.
'He has publicly been in a relationship with Dominant Jeon Jungkook, since before the creation of their company.' It read.
You were puzzled, having never heard of two Doms being together.
Googling more about their relationship, you saw articles trashing such a relationship and others providing information and statistics on the commonalty of it.
You locked your phone, staring blankly at the wall as your heart beat loudly in your chest.
You entered the restaurant, surprised to learn such a high-class place was your destination. It was a 5-star eatery and you felt immediately out of place when you walked in. Everyone was dressed up and wearing beautiful jewelry while you were wearing a simple summer dress.
"Hello? Do you have a reservation?" The hostess asked, face as blank as her voice.
"Um...I'm here for the MinHope Agency Reservation?" You replied, watching as she looked over something in front of her.
"Right, your dates have arrived," As she rounded the podium, you saw her tattoo on her arm that read DOM. No wonder she was so intimidating.
Your table was located in the far corner of the restaurant, away from everyone else. As you walked up to the table, you noticed the two men sitting there.
"Hello gentlemen," The hostess smiled. "Here's your date."
Both sets of eyes were upon you and as the woman walked away, you felt like you'd just been thrown the feral wolves while covered in meat.
"H-Hi I'm _____," You greeted, smiling sheepishly.
"I'm Taehyung," He had a boxy smile, standing up to pull your chair out for you.
"Thank you, Taehyung," You whispered, sitting down before he pushed you in.
Your eyes drifted to the other man, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were doe-like but they were ice cold as they pierced into you.
"U-Uh this is Jungkook!" Taehyung hurriedly introduced his companion. "He's um...shy?"
It sounded more like a question but you managed to smile anyway. You hoped it wasn't too obviously fake.
You noticed quickly they were both wearing suits. Taehyung's was gray while Jungkook's was black. They both wore rings and expensive-looking watches.
They were definitely CEOs.
"Let's order some appetizers!" Taehyung said, handing you a menu. "What would you like?"
You gazed over the menu, eye twitching at the prices listed beside the items.
"Th-This is too expensive..." You whispered, more to yourself. "I-I can't afford any of this..."
Jungkook scoffed, sitting forward to look over his own menu. "Could have seen that coming..."
"It's alright ____, the Agency will take care of the check!" Taehyung said, easing your apprehension.
"Oh really?" You asked.
When you had been on dates with Daehoon, it had been paid by you and him. Then again, they weren't nearly as lavish as these dates. Perhaps it just depended on the class of people.
"Um...I-I'm not sure what to choose," You squeaked out, feeling your face flush as you felt flustered by the way the date was going. You winced when Jungkook scoffed again.
"It's alright, we'll order something simple. Do you like stuffed mushrooms?" Taehyung asked, peeking at you over your menu.
Lowering it, you smiled and nodded. "I don't mind them!"
"Alright!" Taehyung waved his hand in the air and a waitress came over in a hurry. "We'll have the stuffed mushrooms!"
"Coming right up," She beamed, writing it down on a notepad before vanishing into another room across the way.
You looked at your menu once again, towards what they had ordered; mushrooms stuffed with Pecorino Romano, garlic, and breadcrumbs — ₩112,000. You nearly choked at the price tag but managed to keep it under wraps.
"Have you picked your meal?" Taehyung asked.
Before you could answer, Jungkook spoke up. "I'll have the roasted duck with the orange-bourbon glaze."
"O-Oh that sounds yummy," Taehyung patted Jungkook's shoulder, turning his eyes back to you. "You?"
"Doubt she can even read the damn menu," You winced at the insult, feeling your eyes sting slightly in embarrassment but fought it back.
Looking at the menu again, you quickly decided, "Spicy Thai basil chicken." You forced yourself to ignore the ₩140,000 glaring at you. It was going to be the most expensive food you ever ate.
"Awesome," He grinned and you missed the way he kicked Jungkook under the table, making the younger wince.
You and Taehyung engaged in idle small-talk about your likes and dislikes as you waited for the waitress to return. He would occasionally force Jungkook into it, bringing up his boyfriend's own preferences.
When the waitress returned, Taehyung listed all the meals you ordered. His own had made you balk; stuffed lamb breast with lemon, ricotta, and oregano. You didn't get a chance to look at that price tag before the menus were taken from you but you could only imagine how expensive it was.
Taehyung and Jungkook dissolved into soft chatter about work and you did your best not to listen in, instead gazing around the room to watch the people around you. It was the most awkward you'd felt all evening.
"Here you are; your meals!" A steaming plate of chicken was placed before you and you felt your stomach grumble.
"Looks delicious!" Taehyung groaned, quickly stuffing his mouth with his lamb breast.
Following his lead, you began to eat your own. The way the chicken's seasoning melted on your tongue made you close your eyes in bliss. You chewed the meat, unaware of the way the two men gazed at you.
"You look like a pig," Jungkook snapped, making you freeze. You opened your eyes to find his glaring at you, disgust written all over his face.
"Jungkook!" Taehyung growled, elbowing his ribs angrily.
"Well she does," Jungkook mumbled, taking a bite of his own food. "At least act like you belong here because you're an embarrassment now. Do you know who we are?"
"I-I'm sorry..." You heard Taehyung whisper something angrily to his boyfriend but you toned them out, finishing your food as fast as you could. You felt self-conscious the entire time and were happy when the plate was clean.
The air around the table was tense and unpleasant, the two of them not speaking until the waitress arrived. You felt relieved when she collected the plates.
"Would you like dessert?" She asked.
"Yes please!" Taehyung smiled.
"Not for me..." You made your move, standing up. Both men and the waitress looked at you with wide eyes. "I-I'm just going to go home. Thanks for the dinner..."
Before either of them could say anything, you pulled your coat on and rushed out of the door. You felt your eyes sting but you refused to cry as you began to make your way home from the terrible date.
"______, wait up!" Taehyung called to you and you stopped, looking back at him. "I uhh..." He panted. "I'm sorry for Jungkook. He's just a difficult guy to get along with!"
"If he doesn't like me then it's fine," You shrugged, hands stuffed in your pockets. "He comes before me, I know that."
"It's not that at all, _____," Taehyung sighed, running a hand through his hair. "D-Don't give up yet, okay? Let's just go with our three dates and we can decide at the end, alright?"
You looked past his shoulder to see Jungkook leaning against the wall, scrolling on his phone. Sighing, you turned back to Taehyung and met his eyes.
"Alright, we'll do it."
"You won't regret it!" Taehyung gives you that boxy smile and you can't help but smile alongside him.
Once you arrived home, your phone dinged with a text message.
From: MinHope Matching Agency
This is an automated message, please do not respond.
Your date has been marked as over. Please fill out the progress tracker linked here.
You followed the link and were brought to a short survey.
1. Was your date satisfactory?
— Somewhat
2. Did you and your partner(s) get along?
— Somewhat
3. Do you plan to go on the next scheduled date?
— Yes
A completion page came up thanking you for taking and claiming they would be sending the information of your next date in a few days.
Still feeling dejected by Jungkook's behavior towards you, you curled up in bed intending to sleep.
Thankfully, it was cool out by the time your second date with them came along. The sky was painted purples and reds, casting a comforting glow over the landscape.
As you walked to the designated area for your date, you were glad to see Taehyung and Jungkook already there. Hanging back a bit, you watched as Jungkook grinned at his boyfriend — a cute bunny-like smile you'd not expected him to have. Leaning forward, Taehyung planted a soft kiss against Jungkook's nose.
You smiled at the scene, finding them cute.
However, the moment was broken when you met Jungkook's gaze and all the light disappeared in a second. His lips moved as he muttered something to Taehyung, most likely to let him know you were here because Taehyung was suddenly bouncing up to you happily.
"Hey beautiful! Nice to see you!" He greeted, surprising you by grabbing your hand.
You stumbled a bit over the uneven terrain before you were able to take a seat on the thick blanket laid out on the ground.
"Boy the agency really goes all out, huh?" You asked, making conversation.
Above you there was a canopy set up, glowing with the effect of the white fairy lights strung up. With the sun setting quickly, it became the only real source of light as you all sat together with a large picnic basket in the center.
"MinHope is like...famous for their date setups, you know?" Taehyung nodded, flipping open the box to reveal an assortment of food.
"Oh," You held out your hand as Taehyung put a sandwich in it. "Thank you."
"Is that chicken swiss?" Jungkook asked, leaning a bit closer to you.
"Yeah I think so..." You replied, peeking at the label on it. He didn't provide an answer, merely looking off and picking at the rapper on his own sandwich. "Do you...want it?"
He grunted in response, not speaking up placed his own sandwich down and held his hand out for yours. You met Taehyung's eyes, seeing he was holding back a smile as he watched the trade go down.
By the time you finished all the food, it was dark and the moon hung high in the sky.
"What time is it?" You asked, not feeling like looking at your phone.
"It's 8:42," Taehyung answered, glancing at his watch. "Should you be getting home?"
"Probably," You smiled. “I've got some work to do tomorrow.
"Oh? What do you do?" He asked, taking your hand to help you stand up.
"I'm uhh...a video game programmer," You shrugged, feeling silly compared to their own CEO positions.
"Oh really?!" Taehyung gasped, yanking on Jungkook's arm. "Kook loves video games!"
Jungkook grumbled, tugging himself out of Taehyung's grasp as the older laughed. Through the faint lighting, you could still tell Jungkook's cheeks were turning red.
"How about we walk you home?" Taehyung offered. He squeezed your hand, making you realize he was still holding it. His hand was big and very warm with pretty, lithe.
"That'd be nice..." You smiled, letting him lead you out of the area where your date had been set up. "Do we need to clean that up?"
"The Agency will take care of it," Jungkook replied, hands shoved in his pocket as he trailed behind the two of you.
"That's right, don't worry about it," Taehyung grinned, swinging your hand between the two of you.
Glancing over your shoulder, you saw Jungkook staring off into the street absentmindedly. You wanted to include him but, you knew he didn't feel that close to you just yet.
"My apartment is here," You paused in front of a tall building.
"Really? Here?" Jungkook piped up, slight disgust in his tone.
"I think it's cute," Taehyung quickly added. "A-Anyway, do you want us to walk you in?"
"I-It's fine..." You muttered, giving a slight glare at Jungkook — who was viciously avoiding your gaze, finding a crack in the sidewalk very interesting. "I can do it."
"Hang on," Taehyung reached into his pocket to pull out a slip of paper, shoving it into your hands. "I'll see you later!"
You watched as Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's wrist, tugging him along. Just before they slipped out of view, Jungkook looked over his shoulder back at you. It caused your heart to stutter in your chest.
Sitting on your bed after showering and changing into you pajamas, you looked at the slip of paper Taehyung had given to you.
"His phone number..." You whipped out your own phone, creating a new contact number under his name and shooting him a text.
To: Kim Taehyung [9:18PM]
Hey, letting you know it's me, ____!
Almost immediately, three bubbles popped up to indicate he was typing.
From: Kim Taehyung [9:18PM]
I'd like to apologize for Jungkook. He can be a little loose lipped with a silver tongue but he really doesn't mean it. He just...doesn't know how to express himself well.
To: Kim Taehyung [9:19PM]
It's okay. I don't think he's all that bad after all...
From: Kim Taehyung [9:19PM]
I'm glad to hear that. We can't wait for our next date.
You smiled, gazing at the text with your heart pounding heavily. You told him 'me too' before another text came in.
From: MinHope Matching Agency
This is an automated message, please do not respond.
Your date has been marked as over. Please fill out the progress tracker linked here.
You were brought to a similar page to the last survey, only this one contained different questions.
1. Was your date satisfactory?
— Yes
2. Do you feel that you and your partner(s) are getting closer?
— Yes
3. Are there any complaints you have, this will not be conveyed to your partner(s).
— None
You read over Taehyung's texts once again, feeling at ease over his words. Remembering how nice his hand felt in yours, you began to drift off. The last thing you thought of was that you hoped to meet the real Jungkook soon.
You were surprised to see there was a change in your third date's location when you woke up that Saturday.
Instead of an amusement park like it had been, it had been switched to a high-end club and bar. It was notorious for all the rich and famous attending, a very prevalent clientele frequented it as VIP guests. You didn't question it when Taehyung texted you that you would be receiving a package.
However, as you stared down at the Gucci box, it felt like your brain was being fried.
Whipping out your phone, you pulled up your text thread with him.
To: Kim Taehyung [3:57PM]
Did you send me this?
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From: Kim Taehyung [3:57PM]
Oh? It arrived? I'm so glad! Please try it on and send us a photo!
Your cheeks felt hot at the text but got up to do as he asked anyway.
The sleek, black dress fit tightly and very well. It made your breasts look...phenomenal and you instantly felt sexier and more confident. While still running with the feeling, you snapped a few photos in the mirror — keeping your unmade hair and face out of it. The second you hit send, there was a read receipt showing that he saw it. He didn't respond, however, and anxiety quickly set in. You set your phone down, gazing at yourself again, moving side to side to check the fit. The color looked lovely against your skin tone.
Your phone went off, indicating an incoming text message and you pounced on your phone to see.
From: Kim Taehyung [4:13PM]
Wow...you look...incredible.
You couldn't help but beam at the praise, instantly feeling lifted by his words. Before you could reply, another text was coming in.
From: Kim Taehyung [4:14PM]
We'll pick you up at 8. Be ready by then. Can't wait to see you, sweetheart.
You just knew the rest of the day was going to chug by slowly, especially now that you were completely flustered by his us of a pet name.
At 8 on the dot, Taehyung texted you asking what your apartment number was. Mindlessly, you gave him the number; 302.
You were slipping on your heels when the doorbell rang to your apartment. Stumbling to the door, pulling your last shoe on, you tugged the door open only to have a large bouquet of flowers shoved in your face.
"I uhh...hope you're not allergic or anything..." Taehyung smiled, handing them to you.
"Oh they're lovely, Taehyung, thank you..." You brought them up to your nose to inhale the sweet scent. "Let me go put them in some water, come on in. Where's Jungkook?"
"He's still down in front, waiting in the car," Taehyung answered, following you to the kitchen.
He fell silent, watching you fill up a vase with some water for the flowers. Placing them on the kitchen table, you smiled at how they lit up the room.
"You do look lovely, _____," He complimented you, moving closer to take your hand.
"You look...fantastic yourself, Taehyung," You said, looking over his clothes.
He was dressed in black slacks and a tucked in white button-down with the first several buttons undone. The beautiful tan expanse of his tanned chest was utterly tantalizing and you had the urge to run your fingers along his pecs and press kisses to his neck until he moaned. He shining diamond choker he wore only had you squeezing your thighs together in want.
He was so completely and utterly attractive. His voice and touch were addictive. His voice was melodic and had you yearning to hear it more.
"Are you ready to go?" He asked suddenly, pulling you from your lewd daydreams.
"Y-Yeah..." You allowed him to lead you out by the hand, unaware of the way he smirked once out of your direct eyesight.
When Taehyung said Jungkook was waiting in the car, you didn't expect him to mean an actual limo with their own driver.
But that is exactly what you were introduced to.
Their driver's name was Eugene and he was a very kind, older man who opened and closed the door for you.
"Hi Jungkook," You greeted once you took a seat in the limousine.
"Hey," He greeted, scanning you up and down quickly before looking out the window. Though he didn't smile, you were happy to see the warmth in his gaze as he regarded you.
The outside of the club was spectacularly lit up with the longest line of people waiting to get in than you'd ever seen. Eugene opened the door and the three of you piled out easily.
To your surprise, they didn't even have to wait in the line — they just nodded at the security guard and waltzed right in with you in tow.
Inside, there was music blasting and a huge sea of moving bodies on the dance floor. Taehyung quickly took your hand and escorted you, Jungkook leading the way through the dance floor to the back where there were some spiraling stairs. There was a plaque on a stand at the beginning of them that read 'VIP ONLY'. It made you swell with pride that you were entering with these two men — you hoped they felt the same sense of pride being with you.
It was much quieter inside the room — which had been reserved for the three of you.
You finally had the opportunity to look at Jungkook clearly. His look was the complete opposite of Taehyung's. His hair was unkempt and a bit wavy as it hung in his eyes. He wore black jeans, a white t-shirt beneath a leather jacket.
The contrast between the two of them was intoxicating and you quickly downed a shot that was given to you.
The three of you made small talk, you got used to being in an environment. You took a few shots, blushing when they teased you about how you cringed at the taste.
"You're cute, you're already flushed!" Taehyung teased, pinching your cheek.
"I-It's because you're teasing me!" You argued, hiding your face beneath your hands.
Even Jungkook began to laugh the more flustered you became. Finally unable to take it, you jumped to your feet.
"How about we go and dance, yeah?" You grabbed both their hands, pulling them to their feet.
"You two go ahead, I've a phone call to make," Taehyung smiled. He could see the two of you hesitate at the prospect of being alone but he ushered you out.
"A-Are you sure?" Jungkook asked, his stuttering so unlike him.
You realized it was your chance to get closer to Jungkook. If you took charge he was sure to open up more to you; if he wasn't willing to do more, then you would!
"Yeah, let's go Jungkook!" The alcohol in your system gave you the courage to grab his arm, tugging him out the door. "Show me how well you dance!"
It was hot on the dance floor, and you could feel a slight layer of sweat building up the second you were packed in with all the bodies moving around you. Still, as you stood close to Jungkook you were pleased with how nice he smelt. His hand gripped your waist as your bodies moved in sync to the beat playing through the club.
Two songs played before another body finally pressed against you from behind. You were surprised, ready to turn around and tell the person off when you caught sight of Taehyung's piercing eyes.
Pressed between two bodies like you were, you slowly began to lose yourself to the beat and the alcohol flowing through you.
After another song, you pulled away to tell Jungkook something.
"I'm going to get a drink, I'll be back!" He nodded in response, letting you squeeze out from between them to find the public bar just off the dance floor.
You could feel eyes on you as you took a seat on the stool, letting the ice in your drink cool your heated body. Glancing over your shoulder, you expected to see Taehyung and Jungkook. Unfortunately, they seemed to have been sucked into the sea of the crowd.
You turned back around, only to find a man unsettlingly close to your face.
"Um...can I help you?" You asked, frowning and leaning away as you smelt the liquor on his breath.
"That's a cute little get up you got there," He complimented, eyes raking down your body. "You here with someone, baby?"
"Yeah she is, back off," A strong arm grabbed your arm and dragged you away from the scene.
You could see Jungkook's leather-clad shoulders in front of you as he led you back to the VIP lounge you had been in.
Taehyung was already inside, sitting with his legs cross and a glass of sometimes spinning in his hand making the liquid sqirl. His jaw was set as you were escorted inside by Jungkook.
"I knew you'd be dangerous in this little get up, babygirl," He cooed, standing up to tower above you.
Instead of feeling intimidated, you felt yourself gush into your panties at the raw dominance he exuded. Leaning down, his lips just out of reach of yours, he smirked.
"All eyes were on you and fuck if I didn't love that..." He whispered, meeting your eyes — pupils blown wide before he pulled away. "I've called Eugene, let's go..."
Instead of Taehyung taking your hand, Jungkook was the one who did. Your heart raced in your chest as he squeezed your hand — his fingers more callused and rough than Taehyung's. You couldn't help but think of what it would be like having those fingers stuffed inside you. You bit your lip, holding back a whimper; missing the way Taehyung chuckled.
It was silent in the limo, Jungkook's hand still in yours and Taehyung's resting on your bare thigh. You wished he would slide his hand up to fit between your legs — slide those long digits into your panties and feel how wet you were.
"Hey Eugene, stop here please," Taehyung suddenly called, which the driver followed.
Once the limo was pulled over, Taehyung opened the door and the three of you got out. You were near your apartment and you realized they intended to walk you home instead of dropping you off.
Standing in between the two of them, they both held your hands as you began to walk.
"You...really suit that dress," Jungkook complimented you, nearly making you gasp in surprise. Maybe it was the alcohol making him even more loose lipped and open than usual.
"It really does, you picked it well," Taehyung added, beaming from ear to ear.
"You picked it out, Jungkook?" You asked, looking over at him. His ears were flushed as he avoided your gaze. He didn't answer but you still smiled, squeezing his hand. "Thank you. I really love it."
"You do?" He asked, peeking through his bangs at you.
"I really do!" You grinned.
"I'm glad," He breathed, visibly relaxing as you continued your walk.
"Can I ask you guys something?" You asked.
"Sure," Taehyung responded immediately.
"How are two Doms together like you are?" You hoped you wouldn't offend them. It seemed you didn't as Taehyung smiled.
"It just takes a lot of communication and understanding. Kook and I grew up together and our relationship happened more organically than being assigned to one another. We are technically together but it's not completely...legal until a submissive is involved," He explained swiftly.
"I see..." You smiled, squeezing his hand as the three of you stopped in front of your apartment complex. "Well I'm glad I was matched with the two of you!"
"It was a really nice time tonight, _____," Jungkook said. "Don't forget to fill out the tracker tonight, okay? It's really important."
"Will do," You smiled.
The three of you stood together in silence, albeit a little awkward. You met their gazes and slowly released their hands. You really didn't want to go, you wanted the night to continue and you wanted their company to remain.
"_____," Taehyung stopped you from turning your back to them.
When you turned around, you were pulled into a fierce kiss. You immediately relaxed into it, wrapping your arms around his neck the deeper it went. Before it could go on too long, he pulled away.
You were quickly lured into another kiss — with Jungkook. You could taste the alcohol on his lips but you didn't mind. He was rougher than Taehyung, wrapping his hand in your hair as he deepened it.
Pulling away, he smirked. "We'll see you later, kitten."
Flushing, you barely noticed Taehyung kissing your forehead before they both departed. Holding your hand against your chest, you could feel how it was racing.
Finally in the comfort of your apartment, you kicked your heels off. The way your feet ached reminded you that the lovely night wasn't all an alcohol-induced fantasy.
Sitting on your couch, you jumped when your phone went of. Excited in the hopes of seeing Taehyung's name, you sighed when you saw it was just the Agency. But Jungkook's words echoed in your mind; 'Don't forget to fill out the tracker tonight, okay? It's really important.'
From: MinHope Matching Agency
This is an automated message, please do not respond.
Your date has been marked as over. Please fill out the progress tracker linked here.
As expected, it was a survey.
1. Was your third date satisfactory?
— Yes
2. Do you feel that you and your partner(s) need additional dates?
— No
3. Can you say that you feel you could be the Dominant/Submissive to your partner(s)?
— Yes
After submitting it, you immediately received a phone call from Jung Hoseok. You didn't even have a chance to read the end screen that had popped up.
"H-Hello?" You asked, scrambling to pick up.
"Good evening, Miss. _____. The three of you have all filled out your survey and agreed additional dates were unnecessary," You grinned, happy to hear you all agreed. "So, in that case, I'd like to ask you to come to the building. Please report to my office tomorrow at noon on the dot, if you don't mind."
"I'll be there!" You replied, positively beaming with excitement.
"See you then!" Hoseok chirped before hanging up.
You swiftly entered the office of Jung Hoseok, smiling when you saw Taehyung and Jungkook already sitting there. At Hoseok's motion, you took a seat between the two of them.
"You all agreed extra dates aren't necessary," Hoseok said, folding his hands in his lap. "And from your other feedback, I take it the matching was a success."
The three of you answered with a chorus of 'yes' to which Hoseok positively beamed at. He opened a drawer on his desk, pulling out three papers, handing one to each of you.
"This is a contact...binding the union," He said, wiggling his brows with a grin on his face. "All you need to do is sign and you will be legally matched as Dom-Sub-Dom!"
You bit your lip, your hand was shaking as you signed your name. It wasn't from nerves, however, but excitement.
The three of you handed your papers to Hoseok and he smiled, placing them beside his computer,
"That's all I needed from you today. You have one final date — on the house as celebration," Hoseok said. "I advise you use this final date to make living arrangements and other important things."
To your surprise, your fourth date was at the same restaurant that you'd had your first meeting in. Thankfully, there was none of the awkwardness that was there in the past. Jungkook was grinning and cracking jokes as the three of you shared a dessert.
"We want to be crystal clear transparent with you, _____," Taehyung said, placing his glass of water down. "I won't beat around the bush so I'll just tell you that...we want you to move in with us."
"Alright," You agreed easily, grinning at the two of them. "But I have a condition."
"What is it?" Jungkook asked.
"I also want to keep my apartment," You said.
"Why?" Jungkook and Taehyung asked at the same time. "You'll have all you'll need with us." Taehyung asked.
"I know that, but I just...want a place of my own. For work," You shrugged, picking at the cake on your plate.
"Alright..." Jungkook and Taehyung shared a look, one that your missed. "If that's what you want."
You sighed, dropping your bags on the floor of the master bedroom. It smelled heavenly inside, a sweet mixture of both their scents. The room had a view looking over the city, and with the sun setting it was a heavenly light of orange and reds.
"Welcome home, princess," Jungkook whispered, walking closer to you.
Ever since you had been legally together, they'd opened their Dominant sides to you. You hadn't been able to experience it in the bedroom yet, but the way they would give you nicknames and touch you just exuded power.
"Thank you..." You whispered, feeling yourself grow more antsy the closer he was.
"Eyes up, baby," He gripped your chin, making you look at him. "Thank you what?"
You grew breathless, remembering the title he wanted you to call him by. "Th-Thank you, Sir."
"Good girl," You keened under the praise, your cheeks growing hot. "Let's go see Tae, he's got something for you."
"Y-Yes Sir," You choked out, trying to ignore the way calling him that set your body alight.
He took your hand and escorted you out of the bedroom to the living room. You were shocked to find Taehyung standing in the middle of the room, by the large windows, holding a jewelry box in his hands.
"Come here, babygirl," He beckoned you over with Jungkook in tow. "It took us a lot of time to pick this out and we hope you'll like it."
He held it out for you and with trembling hands, you lifted the lid up to find a choker encrusted with an assortment of jewels, making it glisten and shine in the diminishing sunlight. Your eyes were as wide as saucers as you took the dangling pendant and found two engravings — JJK on one side and KTH on the other.
"I don't know if you did this with your last Dom but," Jungkook took it out of the box, allowing Taehyung to put it down. "It's kind of something we really wanted to do."
"You're collaring me?" You asked, feeling tears prick your eyes as you gazed at them in wonder.
"Of course we are," Taehyung chuckled, lifting your hair from around your neck so Jungkook could hook it onto you. "You're ours and this shows it."
"Thank you..." You choked out, leaning forward to press a kiss to Taehyung's lips before turning around to give the same to Jungkook.
"Our pleasure," Taehyung smiled, moving closer to you once again.
Pressed between both of their bodies, you could help the way your body reacted. Your lips met Taehyung’s again and you whimpered. Jungkook took the opportunity to press his lips against your neck, skimming them over the collar now around your neck. He hands gripped your waist, pulling your shirt up ever so slightly to touch the skin that became exposed. Goosebumps arose across your skin and you gasped into Taehyung's mouth. The elder chuckled, reaching down to where Jungkook's deft fingers explored to tug up the hem of your shirt.
Already, you could feel your mind turning fuzzy, easily falling into your submissive roll to let them mold you how they wanted. Jungkook chuckled as you lifted your arms, allowing Taehyung to pull your shirt off. Left in your bra, you couldn't help but cover your chest as vulnerability set in.
"None of that, kitten," Jungkook growled, ripping your arms away from your chest. "You wanna be a good girl for us right? Let us take care of you?"
"Y-Yes Sir..." You whined, whining when Taehyung leaned down pressing kisses against your chest above the seam of your bra. Gasping, you pushed your chest out to get more of the feeling.
"What a sweet girl," Taehyung cooed, falling to his knees in front of you.
You couldn't help but lace your fingers through his hair. He pressed his lips against your stomach, his tongue sneaking out to leave a wet path all the way from your ribs to the band of your jeans.
You held your breath as Jungkook reached behind you, unclipping your bra and letting it fall away.
"Fuck," He breathed into your ear, eagerly reaching up and cupping them both in his hands. "Such pretty tits, huh Tae?"
"Fuck yeah," Taehyung groaned, quickly undoing the button of your jeans and tugging them down.
You leaned back, using Jungkook as support to help Taehyung pull your jeans off completely. He tossed them away in a heap nearby and without wasting a second, his mouth was on your core. The fabric of your panties impeded feeling his mouth on your fully but as he slid his tongue over your slit and caught your clit, you let out a soft moan.
"What a good girl for us," Jungkook groaned, hands still cupping your breasts. He pinched your nipples, making your back arch as you cried out.
"Sir! P-Please do that again," You whined, unsure if you wanted to watch the way Jungkook worked your breasts or watch the way Taehyung continued to eat you out through your panties.
They were wet and sticking to you perfectly by now — the white now transparent with a mixture of his saliva and your own juices. He groaned suddenly, reaching up and tugging your panties down your legs until you stepped out of them.
Finally naked, he took a minute to look you over.
"You are...absolutely spectacular," He breathed, harshly pulling one of your legs over his shoulder.
"Daddy!" You cried as his tongue slid through your folds. He moaned at the unimpeded taste of your cunt. Circling your entrance, he eagerly tasted everything you had to offer.
You clutched his hair, already beginning to tremble by the time he finally latched onto your swollen clit. You couldn't help but grind your hips down to meet his hot mouth.
His tongue was hot and wet as they slid through your folds. Suddenly, Jungkook reached down and pushed the elders head away. As Taehyung pulled away still licking his lips, his eyes were dark and hazy. Before you could complain, Jungkook placed a well-aimed slap across your vulnerable cunt.
"Fuck!" You shrieked, spasming when he gave you another one. "Sir I—!"
"Watch your mouth and don't be greedy," Jungkook growled.
"S-Sir?" You whimpered, looking up at him with teary eyes.
"You take what Taehyung gives you first of all," Jungkook muttered, soothing his hand over your wet folds where he had hit you to soothe the sting. "And good girls don't say bad words do they?"
"N-No Sir," You sniffled. "I'll be good, I promise."
"I know you will, babygirl," He sighed, nodding to Taehyung to let him resume. "We just want to make you feel good. We don't want to have to punish you."
"Th-Thank you Sir," You whispered, eyes rolling back into your head when Taehyung used two long fingers to spread your folds open for his greedy tongue.
"Don't just thank me. I'm not the one eating your pretty little cunt, am I?" Jungkook chuckled, reaching up to glide his thumbs over your perked nipples.
"Ah, th-thank you Daddy!" You cried, your hips jerking when his tongue swirled around your clit.
"Thank you for what, baby?" Taehyung asked, dark eyes gazing through his bangs.
"Th-Thank you f-for eating my p-pussy..." You breathed, your mouth falling open as you trailed off in a moan. Taehyung's entire mouth enveloped your core, sucking your clit harshly. His moans vibrated against the bud and you broke off into a sob.
You could feel your high building, reaching the point of no return. The more his tongue stimulated you, the higher you rose. All you could think was that you couldn't, shouldn't and wouldn't cum without permission.
You wanted to be a good girl.
"D-Daddy?!" You cried, reaching down to tug at his soft locks.
"What is it?" He asked, pulling away just slightly.
"C-Can I cum?" You panted, eyes unfocused as he continued to lick your sensitive clit.
"Hmm..." He hummed against it, making you sob once again before he pulled away. "I don't know. Kook, what do you think?"
"I don't think she deserves it," Jungkook snapped, reaching up to wrap his hand lightly around your throat. The pressure was a threat, just barely enough to cause any air restriction.
"Mmm, I don't think so either," Taehyung chuckled when you whined in complaint as he pulled away and stood up. "A good girl doesn't get her cunt spanked, huh?"
"But—!" Jungkook's grip around your throat tightened, cutting your argument off.
"Right?" Taehyung hissed, his nose just barely brushing yours.
Your felt your mind go fuzzy, your eyes falling heavy the harder Jungkook squeezed. Just before it felt like your mind was going to go blank, he let go and you gasped for air.
"R-Right Daddy," You coughed, eyes tearing up as you choked out the words.
"Good girl," He smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips.
It was fleeting and you didn't get a chance to return it before he was walking away to walk down the hall in the direction of the bedroom.
"Let's go, babygirl," Jungkook whispered, his warmth leaving your back as he followed after the elder. You watched as he disappeared from view, leaving you alone and naked in the living room with your juices running down your legs from your denied orgasm.
With trembling legs, you stumbled down the hallway into the bedroom. Your heart stuttered in your chest as you found the two of them locked in a soft kiss. Jungkook was sitting on the bed with Taehyung leaning over him, cupping the back of his head to control the kiss.
They had both been stripped of their shirts. Jungkook wore his pair of sweats and Taehyung was in a pair of black boxer-briefs.
"Hmm?" Jungkook pulled away, glancing towards you standing unsteadily in the doorway. "Look at that, Tae. Look how fucked out she already is. It's almost pathetic."
"I think it's cute," Taehyung teased, smirking when you squeezed your thighs together to alleviate the pressure in your core as the stared at your exposed body.
"Come here then, babygirl," Jungkook sighed, scooting up the bed so his back rested against the headboard.
You scrambled onto the bed, crawling up to him on all fours. He chuckled, petting your head softly as he met your teary eyes. The way your bottom lip wobbled indicating how completely under their control you'd become.
"Tell us baby," Jungkook whispered. "Do you remember the safe word?"
"R-Red," You whispered, licking your lips as you stared at his exposed chest.
"Good girl," He cooed, grinning when you keened under the praised immediately. "Sit in my lap. Face Tae."
You did as you were told, your back resting comfortably against his chest. Sitting between his legs, you could feel how hard his cock was beneath you. You shifted, subtly grinding against him.
"Fuck," Jungkook groaned, his head falling onto your shoulder as he gripped your waist to stop your movements almost immediately. "You better behave."
"Y-Yes Sir..." You whispered.
"Spread your legs nice and wide," Taehyung suddenly ordered, still standing at the foot of the bed.
Your breathing picked up as you did as you were told. Resting your weight against Jungkook behind you, you let your legs fall open completely. Both men groaned as your cunt was exposed to both of them fully.
Jungkook reached down, spreading your folds open so your entrance was vulnerable to their greedy eyes. You whined, feeling yourself clench and gush around nothing. You were so wet, absolutely dripping and your clit was throbbing as it begged for attention.
Taehyung finally climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight.
In the blink of an eye, two long, thick fingers were sheathed as deep as possible into your tight hole. Your back arched as you stared at the ceiling, white danced in your vision. You couldn't make a sound as Taehyung crooked his fingers up to find your g-spot.
Having been denied an orgasm several moments ago, you were already close once again. Taehyung pumped his fingers in and out, scraping against your spot with every movement. You reached down, wrapping your arms beneath your knees to keep yourself open for him.
"Look at that," Jungkook cooed. "What a good girl!"
"Daddy! Please!" You cried, your eyes stinging with tears as you realized you couldn't cum from just this.
"What is it baby?" Taehyung drawled, speeding the pace he pounded his fingers into you.
"Please, please, please..." You sobbed, your legs trembling so hard it was visible to the both of them.
"Can't cum baby?" Jungkook asked, voice dark with laughter. "Need someone to touch your little clit to cum, hm?"
"Yes please!" You whined, tossing your head back to look at him with watery eyes.
Both of them fell silent, the only sounds were your broken cries and the wet sound of Taehyung fingering your pussy. You were wound tight, so close to your release but unable to fall over the edge. It just kept building and building to painful heights before you finally felt a tear trickle down your cheek.
Immediately, Taehyung's fingers were pulled out and you fell limp. You were panting, trembling and sniffling at the second denied orgasm.
You wanted to cum so badly — you needed to cum.
"Fuck, you're such a good girl for us," Taehyung praised, crawling over you to press a kiss to your lips.
You leaned up into the kiss, deepening it as you searched for comfort after the intense orgasm you were just denied.
"We love you so much," Jungkook added, stroking your sweat-slicked hair out of your face.
They both waited for you to catch your breath, making sure that you were willing to go on. When you gave them the go ahead, they both resumed their dominant roles.
"Bet you wanna cum so fuckin' bad huh?" Jungkook asked, as you trembled before the two of them.
"S-So bad, Sir," You whimpered. The way the two of them stood at the foot of the bed watching you made you feel helpless and small. Their eyes were dark with lust and they both wore shit eating smirks that showed you just who was in control.
Your mind felt muddled, riddled with fuzz and it sounded like rushing water in your ears. It felt like you were floating, like the whole world had vanished around you and the only people in existence were you, Jungkook, and Taehyung.
"You've been a good girl," Jungkook licked his lips, hooking his thumbs into the band of his sweats. His cock was exposed for the first time and you let out a needy whimper. He was so hard, the tip a purple-red as it leaked precum from the slit. As he kicked the sweats away, he wrapped his hand around his shaft and slowly began to pump himself. He slathered the precum down his length as lubrication. "Turn over on your stomach."
"Yes Sir," You rolled yourself over on trembling arms and knees so your ass was presented to him.
The bed dipped beside you and you found Taehyung, naked as the two of you, crawling to kneel in front of you.
His cock immediately had your mouth watering. He was long and thick, precum dripping from the tip as he rested it before your lips.
"Oh? You wanna suck my cock, babygirl?" He asked, looking down at you with a smirk.
"Y-Yes please Daddy," You whispered, licking your lips as you imagined the taste of him on your tongue.
"So polite..." He chuckled, swiping the very tip of his cock across your lips before pulling away.
You licked your lips, moaning when you tasted the bitter tang of his precum immediately. You nearly forgot about Jungkook until the blunt, hot head of his cock was prodding at your entrance.
"F-Fu—Sir..." You cut yourself off from cussing, not wanting to be punished for it.
"So tight..." Jungkook growled as he began to sink into you.
Unable to hold your head up, you muffled your long moan into the covers beneath you. He seemed to go on for ages, more and more filling you up until his hips were flush with your highs and his cock was kissing your cervix.
"God...you're taking me so deep..." Jungkook groaned, spreading your cheeks apart to get a look at the way your entrance was stretched to accommodate him.
"C'mon babygirl," Taehyung mumbled, grabbing a fistful of your hair to pull your head up from the covers.
Immediately, you leaned forward to envelop the hot head of his cock in your mouth. Taehyung's reaction was instantaneous, tossing his head back and groaning as you swirled your tongue around the tip to gather all the peaking precum you could.
Behind you, Jungkook began a slow pace — getting you used to being filled like you were once again. You arched your back, eager to have more of him inside you.
You took Taehyung as deep as you could, pushing against your gag-reflex until you choked on him and had to pull back. His hand was still wrapped in your hair, shallowly thrusting his hips against your mouth.
The two of them let out moans and groans of pleasure — getting off on your body. Your eyes were closed, unable to keep them open throught he onslaught of pleasure attacking your body.
Jungkooks cock, thick and hot as it stretched you open nailed your g-spot every time he sunk himself inside you. His large hands gripped your hips, using them as leverage to slam himself as deep as possible. Every time his brushed your cervix, your body tightened up at the pain-pleasure it gave you.
"Relax your throat," Taehyung suddenly ordered, making you open your eyes.
Your vision was doubled through both the fuzz muddling up your mind and the tears that had begun to build from choking around him. Still, you did as you were told, relaxing your throat completely and letting your eyes slide closed again.
"No, keep them open," He growled, tugging your hair roughly until your eyes fluttered open again. It was hard to do as Jungkook continued to fuck you roughly. "Look at me while I fuck your throat."
You mumbled incoherently around him, blinking slowly as you met his eyes. He was smirking, an almost cruel look in his eyes as he slowly began to sink his cock all the way into your throat. You went to pull back as you choked around him, your gag-reflex kicking in, but his grip on your hair had you held in place. You felt your eyes roll in the back of your head when he was fully sheathed in your throat.
"Swallow," He ground out, teeth clenched.
You did was you were told, feeling tears spill past and drip down your cheeks. Taehyung groaned, pulling back slowly only to repeat the process.
Your mind was assaulted by everything you were feeling, Jungkook's cock stretching you open and Taehyung's fat cock stuffed down your throat. You couldn't think of anything beyond being on the bed speared on both men's cocks.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Jungkook groaned, his hips beginning to stutter.
Quickly, Taehyung yanked your mouth off his cock, leaving you gasping for air as Jungkook fucked himself into you at an almost brutal pace. The younger reached up, gripping you by the shoulder for leverage as his orgasm began to crest. He sunk himself balls-deep, a flood of his cum filling your spasming cunt. You could feel his cock throbbing inside you with every wave of his orgasm.
"Fuck baby!" He moaned, head tossed back in pleasure.
His body was stiff for several long, drawn out seconds as his cock began to soften. When he pulled out, his cum gushed out as your cunt uncontrollably clenched.
"Oh look at that...you're wasting my cum, kitten," He tsked, watched as his cum stained the bedding.
"Guess the only thing to do is to plug up that gushing cunt huh?" Taehyung chastised.
Before you knew it, the two of them were switching places and you were rolled over onto your back. You realized your arms had been falling asleep. They tingled as you finally pulled your weight off them. The pain was put on the back burner as Taehyung's cock was quickly sheathed in your hot core.
He was thicker and longer than Jungkook, unable to sink completely inside you. There was brief burning as he stretched you more than you had been but your excess arousal mixed with Jungkook cum offered perfect lubricant. Your eyes rolled as you cried out reaching up to grip Jungkook's thick thighs for leverage. He let you, watching with a tired look in his eyes as Taehyung fucked you eagerly for his own orgasm.
"You've been so good, babygirl," Jungkook praised, cupping your bouncing breasts in his warm hands.
"Such a good girl," Taehyung added, his skin slapping against yours loudly. "I think you deserve to cum, yeah?"
"Yes...yes please!" You shrieked, energy renewed with the promise of your long awaited orgasm dangling in front of you.
"Alright, baby, you can cum," Jungkook cooed, sliding his hand from your breasts, past your ribs, down your stomach to rest his digits on your hard clit.
"Taking this fat cock so well," Taehyung growled, voice deeper than you'd ever heard it. "Go ahead and cream on me like a good fucking girl."
Your whole body seemed to lock up as your orgasm reached it's peak. It felt like ages before the first wave truly began to roll over you. Jungkook held your body close to him as you trembled violently through the high. Your eyes were wide but unseeing as Taehyung continued to brutally fuck you through the almost painful orgasm wracking through your sensitive body.
Jungkook's fingers didn't cease dancing over your little bud, even as a sob tore itself through your throat.
Just as it felt like your high was ending, another wave washed over you. Taehyung suddenly froze, bottomed out as deep as he could go, before he came inside you. His cum mixed with Jungkooks, leaking past your entrance to join the already made mess beneath you. Feeling him cum so much inside you, you felt one last gush from your orgasm — wetness raining down on the three of you.
The room fell still, Jungkooks trembling digits falling away from your clit as Taehyung pulled out of you. You were panting, mouth open as your chest heaved from the strongest orgasm you'd ever experienced in your life. It felt like your entire body was weighed down with lead but you felt your cunt clench again when Taehyung scooped up a dollop of escaped cum.
He looked as his fingers for a second before popping them in his mouth. His eyes rolled as he moaned, unable to hold himself back. You could've nearly cried when he suddenly leaned down so his face was at your heat again.
He thankfully kept his licks light, knowing how incredibly sensitive you would be after the orgasm you'd just had. He ate out all the cum he possible could for several seconds.
Then, above your recovering body, he met Jungkook for a sloppy kiss. Shockingly, another wave of arousal flashed through you as you watched them share the cum Taehyung just ate out of you.
You closed your eyes, unable to keep them open anymore as their moaning faded into darkness.
You sat down at a spare table, your laptop open in front of you as you browsed through your emails. With both Jungkook and Taehyung working, you felt a little lonely at the penthouse so you decided to surround yourself with people. Sipping on a drink you'd ordered, you failed to notice the approaching figure coming towards your table.
"Excuse me," You tore your gaze from your laptop screen to meet her eyes. She was tall with short black hair. "Are you _____ by chance?"
"Um yes that's me," You watched as she glanced over her shoulder before taking the empty chair across from you. You followed her gaze, finding nobody where she had been looking. "Can I help you?"
"You're Taehyung and Jungkook's sub right?"
Her words caught you off guard and you couldn't help but stutter. "H-How did you—"
"I have a friend," She said, shaking her head. "That's not what's important. My name is Park Soomin, do you know me?"
"I can't say that I do..." You slowly closed your laptop, realizing you weren't going to be getting anymore done.
Soomin sighed, appearing dejected by the news. "I figured they wouldn't' tell you...but I'd at least expected them to tell you they had another sub before..."
"Wait what? Repeat that again?" You nearly knocked your drink off the table as he leaned closer to her.
"They had an submissive before you," She mumbled, twiddling her thumbs nervous. Once again, she took a glance around the room over her shoulders. "
"And you're telling me...that someone was you?" You scoffed, leaning back with your arms crossed. "You got any proof?"
"Oh! Sure," You held in a sigh, having hoped she'd fail to have any. "Here you go."
She slid a worn, crumpled piece of paper in front of you. You flipped it over, revealing the matching information for when they were together along with the termination. They separated over two years before you matched with them. Typically, the information on separation was kept confidential so you took all the time you had to read what the paper said.
Termination reason: Party revealed to exhibit toxic behavior in relationship.
"What does that mean?" You asked, pointing to the part you had just read.
"That's why I wanted to talk to you," She sighed, taking the paper back and folding it up. "Taehyung and Jungkook aren't what they seem to be!"
"What do you mean?" Your voice was shaky, filled with anxiety of what she would disclose. You'd only been legally together for 6 months, there was obviously a lot you still had to learn about them.
"They like to play with your feelings," She whispered, her own voice beginning to wobble. "They make you fall in love with them and then they just cruelly rip the rug out from under you and laugh when it hurts."
"Th-They haven't done anything to hurt me, though," You argued, knowing just how weak you sounded.
She smiled sympathetically, placing her hand over yours. "They haven't yet. But you have to face it, _____. They've been together all their lives, they're rich and successful. How much room is there for you really?"
"I..." Her words cut you deep, digging up insecurities you didn't even know existed.Tears stung your eyes, they were nearly impossible to hold back and the last thing you wanted to do was cry in the middle of the cafe. "I have to go."
You threw your laptop into your bag, didn't even bother to put your coat on properly before you ran out of the cafe. Belatedly, you realized you didn't throw your drink away. Wiping your eyes, you caught the tears before they actually managed to fall.
"Hey wait!" You heard a shrill cry, followed by loud clicking of heels. Turning around, you were met with Soomin, panting and still holding that sympathetic smile. "Take my number. I know how it feels to be where you are now. Call me if you need anything, alright?"
"Th-Thank you Soomin," You sniffled, tucking the paper in your pocket before turning and heading on your way once again.
By the time you got home, the hurt had ebbed away in quiet anger and humiliation. They had lied to you and just acted like they hadn't hid their past while you had laid it all out for them.
Whipping out your phone, you brought up your group chat with them.
To: Babe-Group [5:19PM]
When will you be home?
Immediately there was an answer from Jungkook claiming they were on their way home at that moment. Deciding not to sit there and wait for them, you removed the makeup you'd applied for the day and put your neatly done hair into a messy bun. You sat on the bed, mindlessly playing an Idle-Tap game to pass the time.
Nearly a half hour passed before the door opened and the melodious laughter of your boyfriends filled the space.
"Baby, we're home!" Taehyung called.
As you entered the living room, frown set in place, you realized they had stopped to get some takeout.
"Got your favorite, sweetheart!" Jungkook said, reaching into the bags to pull out Chicken Bulgogi.
For some reason, it was the last straw for the bad day and before you knew it, the tears you'd been fighting off finally trickled down your face. Sniffling loudly, you used your sweater sleeve to wipe your eyes dry only for more to take their place.
"Whoa, hey, what is it?" Taehyung gasped, rushing over to you in hopes to console you.
"Y-You lied to me!" You shrieked, turning your crying into a teary glare.
"What? What are you talking about?" Jungkook asked, rounding the couch to meet you and Taehyung in the hallway.
"Soomin," You spat out her name, watching them like hawks.
As expected, the both of them stiffened with their eyes wide. Mouths open, they shared a look and even with no words said, it gave you exactly what you needed to know.
"Did you think I wouldn't find out?!" You cried.
"Baby, we didn't—"
"No! I don't want to hear it!" You snapped, turning your back on them and stomping down the hallway to the bedroom. They followed close behind you, barging into the room after you.
"Just let us explain!" Jungkook growled, obviously growing frustrated with your anger.
"Why? So you can lie to me again?!" You argued. "She told me about you two, you know?"
"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asked, appearing more calm than Jungkook.
"That you like to play around, you're not serious!" You choked out, wiping your running nose with your sleeve. "Th-That you don't think there's any room between the two of you for a sub. A-And I should have known that!"
"_____, you're being ridiculous!" Jungkook snapped.
They both watched helplessly as you began to pack a bag of your clothes.
"You can't leave," Taehyung gasped, moving to grab your bag from your hands.
"I can do what I please! I'm not going to stay here and have you lie to me and play cruel games with my feelings!" You stormed past them, holding in your sobs as you did your best to ignore their efforts to change your mind.
"_____, baby, you've got to believe us that's not what we were doing at all!" Taehyung cried, chasing after you all the way to the door.
"Why won't you listen to us? Give us a minute to explain!" Jungkook added, stopping as you walked out of the door.
"You had your chance to explain everything to me months ago. How am I meant to trust you when you hid it from me?" You scoffed, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. "There had to have been a reason you hid it from me and right now I have every reason to believe what she told me is why. You just wanted to play your stupid games and make a fool of me."
"_____!" They both shouted until you disappeared into the closest elevator.
You crash onto your bed, the sad single person bed you'd left behind for Taehyung and Jungkook. Crying into your pillow seemed so childish but there you were, doing just that. Your phone rang and rang, indicating numerous text messages and phone calls that simply went ignored.
When you woke up in the morning, you unlocked your phone to find tons of notifications. Still feeling the ache of their betrayal weighing heavily on your heart and mind, you dismissed them all and put your phone on Do Not Disturb mode for the day.
Deciding you deserved to treat yourself, you made yourself presentable and headed over to the local ice-cream shop. You sat on the stool with a sigh, reading the menu overhead on the wall.
"What can I get you?" A familiar voice mumbled, sounding entirely unenthused. However, when you made eye-contact with him, his eyes lit up. "______?"
"Daehoon..." You choked. "U-Uh just get me a plain vanilla in a waffle cone, please."
"Sure," He smiled, turning around to begin making your order. "I have to say it's pretty surprising to see you here!"
"Um yeah, ditto," You replied, feeling the relaxation you had been cultivating ebb away into quiet tension.
He seemed unaware of your unenthusiastic response to seeing him as he handed your ice-cream with a smile. "You know, I tried to contact you after we broke up but your number was out of service."
"Yeah I uhh...I changed it," You shrugged, licking your sweet treat.
"I figured," He smiled, leaning on the counter on his elbows in front of you. "I wanted to apologize for the way we ended. I didn't treat you right and I am man enough to admit that to you."
"Um...thanks Daehoon," You sighed, finally meeting his gaze.
"So you're still living around here, huh?" He asked.
"Yeah I...it's a nice place to live," You replied, desperately trying to end the conversation. "You know, I really ought to go. I just came to grab a cone and I should get going. What do I owe you?"
"Oh it's on the house!" He shrugged with a smile.
You sighed, reaching into your wallet and pulling out a ₩5000 and placing it on the table. You figured that ought to cover it before turning and leaving.
As you sat up late that night, going through emails you were behind on, you heard your doorbell ring. Glancing at the time, it read 10:20 PM and you could feel yourself already growing annoyed at having a visitor at that time.
"It's really late—" You froze as you opened the door to a familiar grinning face. "Daehoon. What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?"
"I-I had a friend tell me you l-live in this building!" You quickly realized he was drunk. He was slurring and swaying where he stood. "I figured if I rang enough doors I wo-would either find you or someone would t-tell me where you w-were."
"Okay but why the hell did you come here?" You snapped, already feeling impatient over this inconvenient encounter.
"Y-You never said i-if you forgive me..." He hiccuped after he finished and you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"Yes, alright, I forgive you. Now would you please leave?" You begged.
"Alright b-but...one more thing," Before you could register what was happening, he was cupping your cheeks and planting a sloppy kiss on your lips. It took a quick second for your mind to catch up with you and when it did, you violently pulled yourself away and slammed the door in his face without saying anything. You could hear him mumble something on the other side of the door but couldn't hear him nor did you know if he was even talking to you.
Still, you heaved a sigh of relief when you looked through the peephole to find him gone.
When you woke up, the first thing you noticed was your phone lighting up. Realizing it was still on DND, you grabbed it and unlocked it. However, a text notification from an unknown number with a picture attachment.
As you opened it, you shot up straight in bed at what you saw.
It was a picture of you and Daehoon standing in the hallway in front of your apartment. And you were kissing.
To: Unknown [9:47AM]
Who is this?
From: Unknown [9:48AM]
Guess.
You glared at the phone number as if it would tell you itself who it was. As you looked at the last 4 digits, you realized you recognize the number. Scrambling out of bed, you dug in the bag you'd brought from the penthouse that contained your clothes. Pulling out your favorite pair of jeans, you fished in the front pocket for a piece of paper.
"Ah ha!" You unfolded the slip, looking at the phone number closely. Pulling your phone off the bed where you left it, you opened the text thread again.
To: Unknown [9:51AM]
Soomin.
From: Soomin [9:51AM]
Bingo! I bet you're wondering what's going on, yeah?
To: Soomin [9:51AM]
You could say that again...
From: Soomin [9:52AM]
Well, I'll just say that I'll explain what I really want when you meet me at the cafe we first met at noon.
To: Soomin [9:53AM]
And if I don't?
From: Soomin [9:53AM]
You wouldn't want Tae and Kook to get an eyeful of you locking lips with your ex, would you?
You sighed, realizing now where this was going.
To: Soomin [9:53AM]
Alright...I'll be there.
From: Soomin [9:54AM]
That's what I thought.
You locked your phone, not bothering to give a final response. You opened your group chat with your doms, not bothering to read the numerous texts they'd sent again. Deciding against telling them, you locked your phone and slumped down on the floor defected, feeling hopeless and anxious as you wanted for noon to roll around.
When you walked in, the once-comforting atmosphere only offered tense anxiety. Soomin sat in the corner, scrolling through her phone when you approached.
"To be honest, I thought you weren't going to show," She beamed, putting her phone away as she offered you a seat.
"I was going to if you hadn't threatened me," You grumbled as you sat. "Now what do you want? Money?"
"Oh no I don't need any money," She waved her hand. "I want them back."
"Pardon?"
"They're meant to be mine and I want them back," Her pleasant tone disappeared. "Break up with them so I can have them instead. That's it. Simple right?"
"Y-You're crazy..." You whispered, sitting back in your seat in pure disbelief. "A scheme like that wouldn't possibly work."
"Well you left them anyway right? You're staying at your old apartment," She shrugged.
"How did—" The pieces suddenly clicked. "Daehoon."
"Bingo!" She giggled. "It's a win-win scenario really. You get out of a toxic relationship and I get them back."
"If they're so toxic why do you want them so badly?" You narrowed your eyes, watching as she froze. Laughing in disbelief, you spat. "It was you who was cited for toxic behavior. Because you're actually insane!"
"And you're a little fool!" She snapped, slamming her hands on the table as she leaned in closer. "You believed everything I told you. You proved you didn't trust them and now they'll never take you back because the biggest key for a relationship like that to work is trust."
"And yet you think they'll take you back?" You scoffed, shaking your head. "You really are crazy."
"Of course they will. I'll make sure of it." She growled.
"Okay so," You stood up, shaking your head. "I've had enough of this. I'm leaving."
"So you'll do it?" She asked.
"Absolutely not," You snapped, turning your back to her.
It was dark out when you were awoken by your doorbell going off over and over again. It was obnoxious to the point you wanted to ignore it but the more they pressed, the longer you realized you couldn't take it that long. So with a big sigh, you heaved yourself out of bed and to the living room. The loud ringing made your temples throb. Finally, you jerked the door open fully ready to chew the person on the other side out. Before you got the chance to open your mouth, you were being knocked out of the way as your boyfriends barrelled inside.
"So you made a huge fucking scene for this bullshit huh?" Jungkook shouted, storming down the hallway towards your bedroom. "Where is he?!"
"What? Where's who?!" You cried, looking at Taehyung who only stared on blankly.
"Your fucking ex," Jungkook snarled as he came back out.
"Daehoon? H-He's not here what the fuck? Why would he be?" You snapped, growing fed up with Jungkook's behavior.
"Oh I don't know," Taehyung finally spoke, unlocking his phone. "Maybe because of this."
Your heart leapt into your throat at the photo of Daehoon kissing you flashed on Taehyung's screen. You could feel your pulse begin to race in panic as you realized exactly what they thought.
"I-It's not what you think..." You stuttered, attempting to defend yourself.
"Oh yeah that's a good one," Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head. "See what we think...is that you made a huge fucking deal about us not telling you about our ex in order to get away from us and come fucking cheat on us!"
"No!" You cried, shaking your head as tears welled up in your eyes.
"Why should we believe you?" Taehyung asked, voice cold as ice. "You didn't trust us. You didn't believe us."
"Why should we believe you?" Jungkook spat.
"B-Because..." You were at a loss for words, looking desperately between their angry eyes as your own filled and stung with tears.
"I'm surprised you're not trying to deny it's you or something," Jungkook chuckled, looking at the picture. "But I guess you can't...you are wearing our collar huh. A lot that meant..."
You broke into soft sobs as his words cut you deep, making your heart ache. Mindlessly, you reached up to touch the very collar you were wearing — clutching the pendant with their initials desperately.
"We'll be filing for match-termination in the morning," Taehyung said, making his way towards the door.
Jungkook followed the older, turning to look over his shoulder at your before leaving, putting a final nail in the coffin. "We're over _____."
As the door slammed shut, you sunk onto the couch in tears. Leaning over, you sobbed into the arm rest. You cried and cried about the situation you found yourself in. It seemed like you were there for hours before the doorbell went off again — just once. You jumped to your feet, hoping with all your heart that Taehyung and Jungkook had come back.
However, when you opened it, all hopes were crushed to dust as Daehoon stood there with a grin.
"You've been crying..." He sighed, moving to step inside. You stopped him with a hand and he paused. "What is it?"
"What are you doing here?" You growled, feeling your hurt over your boyfriend's turn into fury towards your ex.
"Well I made you upset the other night...so, it's only natural that I come here and talk," He shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "You know I'm sorry and I'll be better—"
"I know you're part of everything," You snapped.
"Wh-What?" He stuttered, falling stiff.
"Soomin told me you were helping with all of this. Why on earth would I take you back after that?" You were surprised by the coldness in your own voice.
"Sh-She told you?" Daehoon asked, pulling his hands out of his pockets as he lost his cool composure. "That bitch! I should have known she would only be willing to help herself. I should have known she'd use me."
"Just get out Daehoon," You whispered, beginning to shut the door. "Don't contact me again."
That night, you slept sobbing into your pillow.
A notification went off on your phone, indicating a new text message. You could barely gain the energy to reach forward and answer it. The name showed that the manager for your company was texting you — something he rarely did.
From: Manager. Im
You've not completed any work in the past week. Our clients are getting impatient on new developments. This job opportunity will vanish before you know it if you don't pick it up.
Sighing, you locked your phone again, unable to find any reason to answer. Before you could put your phone down, you got another text message. The name had your heart shattering as it violently reminded you of what was coming.
Jung Hoseok.
However, as you opened the text, you realized it wasn't anything mentioning your match-termination. Instead, it just read 'fix this'.
You weren't sure what it was but something about those simple two words had you jumping to your feet. Not bothering to really get dressed, you simply threw on your shoes and bolted out of your apartment.
Your feet were screaming in pain by the time you were in front of the penthouse. Fishing into your pocket, you pulled out the key to the front door. As you entered, you could hear their voices drifting from down the hallway. Shutting the door as quietly as possible, you sucked in a deep breath to steel yourself for the confrontation. Feeling your heart pounding heavily, you shuffled your way to the bedroom.
As you peeked into the room, you saw the two of them hugging. Jungkook sat on the bed as Taehyung stood between his legs with his arms wrapped around his shoulders.
"Um..." You cleared your throat, startling them into pulling away.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Jungkook snarled jumping to his feet.
"I...I just want to talk..." You stepped fully into the room, wrapping your arms around your waist.
"Why would we ever listen to you?" Jungkook snapped, vicious glare fixed on you.
"B-Because...I love you and...I hope you can find it in your heart to listen to me for just a minute?" Your voice became watery as you couldn't hold back the tears welling up in your eyes.
"You're wearing it..." Taehyung whispered, making both you and Jungkook look at him. He walked over to you, reaching up to touch the dangling pendant on your collar. "Say what you need to."
You let out a sigh, feeling even sadder when Taehyung moved away to sit beside Jungkook. The younger didn't argue with Taehyung's decision but he still glared at you.
"You have to believe me...when she told me you kept your ex-sub from me, what else was I supposed to think? She gave me the only reason to believe. I-I was so hurt that you lied to me I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you," You rushed out, wanting to get it out in the open as quickly as possible. "B-But you have to believe me when I tell you I didn't cheat on you with Daehoon. Soomin told me she and Daehoon were working together so she could get you back! He kissed me and I threw him out right away!"
"How did he know where you lived?" Jungkook asked.
"I...I think Soomin found out somehow and told him. He told me that he didn't even know what apartment was mine. Just the building," You replied.
"How did you get in contact with him again?" Taehyung asked, glare softening into a gaze of curiosity.
"I...After we had our fight I was sad so..." You fought a smile. "I went to go get some ice cream and he was working there."
There was a moment of silence, Jungkook and Taehyung sharing a look as the thought your words over. Finally, Taehyung sighed and stood up.
"Alright," You felt yourself relax as he walked over to you. "We'll look into the two of them.
"D-Does this mean you believe me?" You asked, hopeful.
"No way," Jungkook snapped. "Not until there's proof."
"S-So I can't stay here?" You weren't sure why you asked, already knowing the answer.
"We don't fucking want you here," Jungkook growled, standing as well now. Taehyung made no move to stop him as he began to urge you out even as you began to cry. "Just because we're going to look into whatever bullshit you spew doesn't mean we're willing to keep you around."
Standing in the hallway, you let his words sink in. You could feel his glare burning into you and you couldn't stop the sob that tore loose. You turned on your heel and booked it towards the door, eager to escape the heavy, negative energy that filtered around you.
Nighttime rolled around and you sat curled up on the couch watching Disney movies. They gave you an excuse to cry without saying it was because you were hurting.
Three solid knocks pounded on your door and you stood up, not bothering to pause your movie. You didn't bother looking through the peephole, easily opening the door. You were greeted by a splash of red flowers in your face.
"Wha—!" You looked up to find Taehyung nursing a tender smile. "Tae..."
"Let me in?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders.
"O-Oh sure..." You stepped aside to let him in, closing the door as he kicked his shoes off. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to talk to you," He replied, handing the bouquet of roses to you.
You wandered to the kitchen, fishing in the cabinets to find a vase. "About?"
"I know Jungkook was harsh," He sighed, leaning against the wall as you filled the transparent pink case with water. "You know he didn't mean that. He's just...hurt."
"It's okay," You shrugged, finally placing the roses in the water. You stood back, admiring them. "You didn't come here to apologize on behalf of Jungkook, Tae."
"You're right," He sighed, taking your hand and leading you into the living room. As you both sat down, he scooted closer to you. "I came to tell you that I believe you."
"You do?" Your eyes began to well with tears again, but for the first time in two weeks it was in relief. "Really?"
"Yes," He smiled, reaching up to cup your cheek. "I love you so much and I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. I'm putting my trust in you."
"I-I love you too Taehyung," You sobbed, leaning forward to wrap yourself in his arms. "I won't let you down."
After hugging for several long second, he finally pulled away. Cupping your jaw, he pressed his lips to yours to pull you into a tender kiss.
After hugging for several long seconds, he finally pulled away. Cupping your chin, he pressed his lips to yours to pull you into a tender kiss. It didn't take long for it to deepen, his hand coming around to cup the back of your head. Your hands rested on his chest, standing on your tippy-toes to properly kiss him how you wished.
However, just as you began to lose yourself in his kiss, he tightened his grip in your hair until you whimpered in pain and pulled back.
"You've caused us a lot of heartbreak haven't you babygirl?" His sweet face was gone, replaced by a cold and detached facade.
You whimpered. "Y-Yes Daddy..."
"Are you sorry for what you did?" He asked, looking down at you.
"Y-Yes I'm so sorry, Daddy..." You choked out, wincing when he pulled harder on your hair.
"If you're really sorry, you'll take a punishment like a good girl right?" He asked.
You nodded as much as you could. "Yes, Daddy. I'll be so good. Please punish me, Daddy!"
"On your knees, slut," He growled, almost shoving you to the floor. Resting on your knees, ignoring the way the hard wood dug into you, you looked up at him waiting what he was going to do. "Do you remember your safe word?"
"Red, Daddy," You breathed, voice nothing but a whisper.
"Right."
You nearly pouted when you didn't receive praise before reminding yourself it was a punishment. You kept silent as he began to undo the belt on his slacks, dropping the expensive leather to the floor with a loud clack from the buckle. He unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down, keeping a cold gaze on you the entire time until he pulled his already hard cock from his boxers.
You paused, watching as he wrapped his fist around himself, slowly jerking himself off in front of you.
"Well?" He snapped, making you look away from his beautiful cock.
"Wh-What?" Before you could even register, there was a sharp sting across your cheek followed by a sharp crack. Almost immediately, you felt yourself gush into your panties as you mind became fuzzy.
"Disrespectful little slut," He snarled. "Am I expected to suck my own cock?"
"N-No sir...sorry Daddy," You whispered, licking your lips before scooting closer as you reached for his cock.
"No hands," He sighed before you could touch him. "Use your mouth only."
"Y-Yes sir..." You whispered, opening your mouth wide to take the head of his cock in.
You slowly took more of him in, using as much saliva as you could to make it easier. It dripped down your chin onto your hands that were clenched in your own pajama pants. He fished his hand through your hair again and tilted his head back in a sigh as you took about half of him in. He hit your gag-reflex and you went to move back he stopped you by tugging your hair to put you back in your place.
"You tap out if you need to," He said, dropping the angry glare he had and loosened his grip to stroke your head. "Alright?"
The second you met his eyes and nodded that you understood, the deadly grip was back and his eyes were on fire. Violently, he was yanking your head towards him to force his cock down your throat and past your gag-reflex. You choked immediately, eyes filling with tears. He held you there for a second, groaning as he felt your throat spasm around him with every choke you went through.
As quickly as he did it, he pulled you off again and you gasped for air — a string of spit still connecting your lips with his cock. Before you could gather all your breath, however, his cock was down your throat again.
This time, he used his hips to fuck your mouth — using you to get himself off with no care to how you choked and cried around him. Mindlessly, you reached up to clutch onto his pants tightly. The action made him slow considerably and he carefully watched you. Meeting your eyes, he scoffed, continuing on as if he hadn't stopped to check on you.
"Dirty fucking slut," He snapped. "You're drooling everywhere. You've got it all over me, yourself. You know how much these pants cost, hm? And now they're soaked."
Typically you would apologize, but with the way he was shoving his length in and out of your throat, you were unable to. He was right, though, there was spit dripping down your chin and onto the floor, creating a puddle.
He groaned suddenly, pausing sheathed inside you to feel the way you choked around him. You struggled to get air properly, tears making it impossible to see him clearly. You continued to hold onto his pants for comfort and security as you began to slip further and further away. Noticing the change in your demeanor, how you became more pliant, he pulled out of your throat, making you choke and cough. His grip in your hair relaxed and he ran his fingers through the tangled locks. Though his touch was gentle, he still had those cold eyes.
"Pl-Please punish me more, Daddy," You begged, your throat raw from the brutal fucking.
Taehyung scoffed, backing up a few steps until he dropped himself onto the couch. With one hand, he began to jerk his wet cock off while with the other he began to undo his button-up shirt. With the sleeve of your shirt, you wiped off the excess cum on your lips and chin as you watched him pleasure himself. His head hit the back of the couch, a moan breaking from his lips.
"Even my hand is better than your fucking throat," He scoffed, chuckling at the way you deflated in front of him. "What are you gonna do about that, huh?"
"Wh-Whatever Daddy wants me to," You replied.
He finished unbuttoning his shirt and he paused in his stroking to pull it off and toss it away. Next, he lifted his hips to shove both his pants and boxers off of his legs. Spreading his legs, he used one hand to grip his length and the other to reach between his legs and cup his own balls. He hummed in pleasure, slick sounds from your spit on his cock filling your ears.
You were absolutely soaked, your panties sticking uncomfortably to your core as you sat on your knees before him.
"Stand up," He ordered, which you scrambled to do. You stumbled slightly, your legs had begun to fall asleep. Taehyung chuckled cruelly at your struggle, merely watching you as you swayed on your two feet. "Now strip."
Quick as lightning, you pulled your shirt off — revealing your bare breasts. He commented on the fact you weren't wearing a bra, making you flush as you pushed your pants and panties down until they pooled around your ankles on the floor.
"Look at you, you're actually dripping down your thighs," He teased, making you shift in embarrassment at being caught being so aroused. "You really are a slut."
"Y-Yes Daddy, I'm sorry..." You whispered, slightly shielding yourself by folding your hands in front of yourself.
"You want to be a good girl, right?" He asked.
Your head jerked up immediately and you nodded. "Yes, Daddy! I do!"
"Then come over here and sit on my cock," He let his member go, relaxing into the couch as you stumbled over to him.
You straddled his lap, holding his cock steady as you positioned your aching hole over his tip. You realized you hadn't been prepped, hesitating with his tip resting against your slit. Taehyung regarded you carefully, watching as you struggled to think of what to do. Your mind was racing, thoughts muffled and for a second, you attempted to bring yourself back to the surface. Before you could, however, you were being tugged into Taehyung's chest.
"Daddy!" You cried, eyes rolling back in your head as he sunk three digits into your little hole. It burned, making you writhe, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
"Stupid little girl," He scoffed, sloppily working his fingers in and out of you. "Can't even figure out how to prep yourself huh? Need me to do everything for you?"
"I-I'm sorry Daddy..." You slurred, feeling you drool onto his skin slightly as he abused your g-spot. "'S just so fuzzy..."
"Mmm, I know baby," He cooed, kissing your shoulder so softly you nearly missed it. In a flash, he was pulling his fingers out of you and forcing you to sit up properly again. "Now sit your little cunt on my cock."
Your breath stuttered out as you did as you were told, your eyes crossing as you bottomed out completely. You froze there, your walls spasming and clenching around his member uncontrollably.
"Suh-So good...Daddy..." You whined. "So deep."
"Already losing it?" He asked, gripping your hips to keep you steady on top of him. "My fat cock is almost too much for you isn't it? Makes you lose your mind. Look at you, you're drooling. Such a stupid slut over cock."
"'M a stupid slut," You repeated, resting your hands on his shoulders for leverage as you eagerly began to bounce on his cock.
You were so wet, you could hear it as you fucked yourself on him. Skin slapped against skin and the sound mingled with your moans. Taehyung groaned every time you sunk down on him, hot pussy enveloping him and squeezing him impossibly tight.
"I-I...Can I cum, Daddy?" You mewled, eyes rolling back in your head as the pleasure began to crest in that oh-so familiar way.
"I guess..." Taehyung sighed, sounding almost bored. "But you won't stop until I cum. I don't care how fucking sensitive you get."
"Th-Thank you Daddy," You cried, freezing atop him as you ground down — grinding your clit against his pelvic bone. It was the push you needed, trembling as you came around him. You stopped to catch your breath, blinking blearily as you attempted to come down.
"I didn't say you could fucking stop," Taehyung growled, slapping your cheek so your head snapped to the side.
"S-Sorry Daddy..." You winced as you began to fuck yourself on him again, feeling sensitive after your orgasm. You were determined to be a good girl though, to get him to forgive you, that you desperately began squeezing your walls deliberately around him to pleasure him more.
"Fuck that's good..." You keened under his barely-there praise.
You angled your hips, finding your g-spot with practiced ease. You whined, tossing your head back as you continued to abuse the spot. Your body was covered in sweat and your hair clung to your skin irritatingly. You could feel another orgasm rising and you eagerly reached down to circle your clit, sending you into another shaking orgasm. You dropped your head onto his shoulder as you rode it out, whining out 'daddy' as you did so.
He ran his fingertips along your back, as he gave you just a second before gripping your hips and cruelly fucking himself up into your still clenching hole.
"Daddy!" You cried, digging your nails into has fragile skin.
"What is it, baby?" He asked, tone nowhere sweet and instead condescending.
"S-Sensitive..." You complained, feeling tears prick your eyes.
He laughed, not slowly down as he continued to fuck you. "I told you I don't care. You're just a toy for me to get off on."
His words had another wave of arousal flashing through you, making you clench tightly around him as you gushed. Taehyung chuckled. "You're creaming all over me, dirty girl."
"Daddy..." You sobbed, wrapping your arms around him as you felt another orgasm coming onto you.
Suddenly, everything rolled and you found yourself on your back with Taehyung pinning your thighs open. He gazed between your legs, watching his own cock force itself inside your tight slit.
"Fuck...you can barely even take me," He breathed, his bangs clinging to his forehead. "But you have to take me, isn't that right? Because good girls take their Daddy's cocks nice and deep until they gush, huh?"
"Yes Daddy," You replied, eyes rolling back in your head as your orgasm crested once again.
This time, Taehyung came with you. His cum flooded your cunt, fucking it out of you as more replaced it. He rode out his orgasm, keeping your thighs pinned as they trembled and attempted to close against the onslaught of overstimulation.
Before long, he was slowing to a stop but kept his cock buried in you. Releasing your thighs, he leaned over you and met you in a tender kiss. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding him close.
"You took it so well, babygirl," He whispered, sitting up. Taking you with him, he allowed you to cling to him and hide your face in his shoulder. He laughed softly as you began to sniffle but it wasn't cruel. He ran a gentle hand up and down your back as you began to cry. "What is it baby? Overwhelmed?"
You didn't reply, only nodding your head as you continued to hold onto him. You didn't cry for long, your tears drying up quickly at the help of his comfort.
"You know I love you right?" He asked, voice muffled against your skin.
You sniffled, nodding your head. "I love you too, Daddy."
"Still lost, sweetheart?" He asked, smiling when you nodded. "We'll just sit here until you come out of it. I'm right here."
You sat like that for ages, taking deep comfort in having his arms around you after fearing you would never have him again. You couldn't bring yourself to let him go, needing him to stay with you and whisper sweet nothings and I love you's.
Although Taehyung and you had made up, you still felt the gaping hole that was left by Jungkook’s absence. You laid in bed late at night, staring at pictures of him on your phone. Some were candid and others were selfies with him grinning happily.
You could feel your eyes growing heavy with sleep which was cut short by an incoming phone call. Jungkook's name flashed on the screen and you nearly dropped your phone in your rush to answer it.
"Hello?" You asked, trying to shake away the sleep in your eyes.
"_-_____..." He sobbed, making you sit up so quickly your head spun.
"Kook? You okay?" You asked.
"I...I don't care if you're lying, ____. I miss you so much...I love you so much," He choked out, coughing slightly as he grew more worked up. "Y-You can continue lying to me j-just please come home."
"A-Alright I'll be there in a minute, Kook, alright?" You breathed, waiting for him to murmur his confirmation before hanging up.
You took the opportunity to text Taehyung as you got ready.
To: Taehyung [12:58AM]
Where you are?
From: Taehyung [12:58AM]
Had to stay late for work. Why?
To: Taehyung [12:59AM]
Jungkook called me crying. I'm going to head over there.
From: Taehyung [1:00AM]
Alright. Thank you.
You wondered why he was thanking you but disregarded it in favor of throwing your shoes and jacket on.
After calling an Uber, you quickly dashed to the penthouse, anxious and scared of what you would find. Unlocking the door with shaking hands, you walked in to hear Jungkook crying from the bedroom.
"Jungkook!" You cried, rushing to where he sat on the edge of the bed.
"_____," He pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly. "Baby I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay Kook, I forgive you," You whispered, breathing in his comforting scent.
You pulled back, meeting those teary doe-eyes. Unable to stop yourself, you pulled him in for a kiss; gripping the baby hairs at the base of his neck as you did so.
You pulled back, meeting those teary doe-eyes. Unable to stop yourself, you pulled him in for a kiss; gripping the baby hairs at the base of his neck as you did so. His hands coming up to hold your waist, bringing your body closer against his own.
He moaned softly into the kiss, pushing up the hem of your shirt until you pulled it off. He wasted no time in unclipped your bra, eagerly discarding the offending material to cup your breasts. Breaking the kiss, he instead enveloped your nipple in his hot mouth. You gripped his hair as he swirled his tongue around the bud.
His other hand was not idle, he slid it into the band of your pants and into your panties. You gasped, tightening your grip in his hair as two digits found your entrance which was just beginning to leak your arousal. He switched his mouth to the other nipple, leaving the other to harden as the cool air touched it.
Jungkook's experienced digits worked your cunt, forcing you to get wet enough for him to slide two fingers into your entrance. He kept the fingers buried inside, finding your g-spot easily before suddenly pulling out and using the wetness to swirl over your clit until the bud was hardened in full arousal.
You were panting by the time he pulled his fingers out, popping them in his mouth with a moan as his eyes rolled back.
"You taste like euphoria," He whispered, quickly yanking your pants and panties down until you kicked them away. "Get up here."
"Yes Sir," You whispered, doing as you were told.
He smiled fondly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before stealing another kiss from you. After pulling away, you quickly stripped himself of his clothes. His cock was half-hard and he moaned as you took it in your hand.
"Spit in your hand for me, kitten," He whispered, groaning as you did as you were told.
Using your spit-slicked hand, you began to stroke him slowly. Squeezing from the base to the head, you worked him to full hardness easily. He leaned back on his hands, watching your pretty hand jerk his cock. Precum began to bead at the tip and you couldn't stop yourself from leaning down and catching it on your tongue. Jungkook cursed at the feeling of your tongue circling his tip, dipping into the slit there to taste more of his precum.
"You taste so good, Sir," You whispered, batting your lashes at him.
"Go ahead and suck me off," He gathered your hair in his hand, keeping it out of the way as you swallowed the head of him.
His hips jerked, that part of his cock especially sensitive. You didn't focus too much time there, not wanting him to cum too early. You took him deeper, up to that pesky gag-reflex, pulling back before you could choke on him.
"Good girl," He praised, groaning as you bobbed your head in time to your sucking.
While you were pleasuring him, he decided to return the favor. Bent over his lap as you were, it didn't take much for him to maneuver you into straddling yourself over his face. You felt your cheeks burn hot at the embarrassing position but didn't have time to dwell on it when he was licking a fat stripe across the creaming wetness on your folds.
Your moan vibrated around his cock, making his hips jerk at the stimulation. His lips found your clit, sucking the hard bud into his mouth as you ground down against him. Pulling back slightly on his cock, your swirled your tongue along the head of him which was received with a gasp. You quickly dropped back down, pushing past your reflex until you choked around him. Spit bubbled from around your lips, coating the base of his cock and his skin. Wrapping the had not supporting your weight around the base, you used the spit as lubrication to stroke what you couldn't easily take.
Jungkook's tongue found your entrance, sliding into the clenching hole and moaning at your taste. He swallowed all the delicious juices you had for him, using his thumbs to spread your folds open.
"Pretty cunt," He growled, licking your exposed clit repeatedly until you were trembling. "So sensitive."
He didn't stop supplying tender licks and kisses to the throbbing bud, even as you began to whimper with an impending orgasm. Jungkook could feel his own orgasm rising to surface as he felt your clit throb under his tongue. He pulled back, smirking when you whined at the denied orgasm. Your entire cunt pulsed violently, your entrance clenching around nothing.
You doubled your efforts sucking his cock, taking him even deeper into your throat. Your eyes watered as you coughed but it was worth it to hear the way Jungkook cried out.
Realizing he was going to come soon, he went back to playing with your sensitive clit. You sobbed as he swirled his tongue around the bud, pulling the hood back so it was completely vulnerable to him.
Taking the head of him in your mouth, you used your hand to stroke the rest of his shaft. His whole body froze beneath you, muscles going taut as his cock throbbed rhythmically in your hand. The first splash of cum on your tongue made you jump, taking your by surprise but you quickly swallowed it down ready for more. He continued to cum into your mouth until he finally relaxed, riding out the aftershocks as you swallowed the rest of him down.
Pulling off his cock, you sat up and placed your hands on his chest.
"Pl-Please make me cum, Sir," You begged, still tasting the tang of his cum on your tongue.
Jungkook leaned up just slightly, taking your cunt into his mouth. He licked everywhere he could, suckling upon your clit and sliding his tongue as deep as possible into your entrance. You were trembling, eyes rolling back as you ground your hip — riding his tongue to completion. He moaned against you, teeth just barely catching your clit — finally setting you off.
You whole body trembled as you cried out — the orgasm strong and leaving you breathless. You sobbed out his name, your nails digging into his chest, catching his nipple. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed his cock twitch at that but you were too absorbed in the way he continued to eat your cunt as you rode out your high.
Finally, you couldn't take anymore, and you slumped to the side — falling off of him.
The two of you laid there, cuddled together as you caught your breath after the amazing orgasms you gave each other.
The sound of the door had you both looking up, Taehyung's heavy footsteps pounding down the hallway. He didn't even bother to take his shoes off judging by the sound.
"You were right, _____," Taehyung panted, a boxy grin on his face. "Soomin and Daehoon have been stealing information from various companies for months. They had an entire plot to just break us up."
"What a relief," You breathed. "N-Not the plot b-but you know...that you found out."
"How did you find out?" Jungkook asked.
"They're both blacklisted from being matched," Taehyung placed a paper down, leaning down to kick his shoes off obviously not willing to discuss it any further at the moment. "Now, to celebrate the good news..."
You giggled as he loosened his tie while clamoring onto the bed.
He leaned over you, pressing a kiss to your lips and then to Jungkook's lips.
"Shall we show our babygirl how much we appreciate her?" He asked, making Jungkook grin and nod.
It was almost incredible how much stamina Jungkook had, having just recovered from his orgasm and was already ready to go again. Taehyung leaned back as Jungkook began to gently touch your body — still sensitive from just playing with Jungkook.
The elder stripped his clothes as quickly as he could, making you giggle at the sight.
"I love you so much, baby," Taehyung whispered, kissing your lips quickly. "Think you could take me now?"
"Yes please," You whispered, eagerly spreading your legs.
"Fuck, you're so wet," He whispered, sliding the head of his cock through the mess between your folds. "Did Jungkook make you cum good?"
"So good..." You sighed, eyes fluttering when the head of his cock caught your clit.
He grunted as he began to push into your entrance. There was a slight sting but your walls had relaxed from your orgasm that you had no problem taking him. Your body sagged against the bed as he quickly bottomed out.
Resting his hands on either side of you, he started a slow pace — just enjoying the feeling of having you around him again. Your mouth fell open, thighs beginning to tremble in overstimulation every time he sunk in and dragged across your g-spot. His pelvic bone met your clit every time he sunk inside and you could already feel another orgasm rising.
"I'm gonna cum," You warned, meeting Taehyung's eyes as you held your thighs open for him.
He doubled his pace, the sound of your skin meeting growing louder. He watched you carefully, keeping eye contact as a silent moan tore out of you. You tossed your head back as you came, clenching around him tight as vice.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," He groaned, watching as you came beneath him. "Coming so fuckin' good for me, baby."
"So pretty when you cum," Jungkook whispered in your ear, making you shiver.
You abandoned your grip on your knees to cling to the bedding. Your hands were shaking, your fingers weak from how much strain your muscles were under from being tensed.
"I-I...I want...fuck..." You couldn't get your words out, eyes rolling back in your head as Taehyung continued to fuck you.
Jungkook chuckled, sitting up on his knees and wrapping his hand around his cock. "Look at our dumb little baby. Can't even form a proper sentence."
"F-Fuckin' pathetic really. Such a slut for cock, she doesn't even care that she turns stupid," Taehyung added, their words making you clench pathetically around his cock.
"All she can think about is having a fat cock stuffed in her little cunt," Jungkook cooed, sliding his hand between your legs to find your clit. "Or being able to cum while stuffed full."
"Go ahead baby, cream on my cock again for me," Taehyung ordered, angling his hips up to slam against your already abused g-spot.
Immediately, you were forced into yet another orgasm. You swear, no one could ever make you cum harder than the two of them. You would never be able to go back after this, completely ruined and only able to get off on your two doms.
"There's a good girl!" Jungkook praised, finally abandoning your clit to let the sensitive bud recover.
"Daddy please—" You gasped, reaching up to place your hands on his chest.
"What is it, babygirl?" He asked, finally slowing to a pace that allowed you to catch your breath.
He ground into you, stirring your insides in a way that made you sob. "I-I wan-want you both in...in me."
Taehyung and Jungkook both froze, cocks twitching in interest.
"Can you take us both, kitten?" Jungkook asked, meeting your eyes to make sure it was really what you wanted and not just your fucked-out mind.
"Yes I..." You whined, grinding against Taehyung to ease the painful arousal. "I want you to make me take it. Please, fuck me too, Sir!"
"Dirty slut," Jungkook hissed. "Sit up then.”
Both you and Taehyung moved so you were straddling the elder. Jungkook reached between your thighs, fitting two fingers inside you beside Taehyung's cock. The extra stretch stung but it quickly vanished. Taehyung moaned as you became even tighter than you already were with the addition of fingers.
Jungkook worked up to four fingers, fucking them in and out of you while also stroking Taehyung's length. Your head rested against Taehyung's shoulder, as you moved back against his cock and the digits. Before long, Jungkook removed them, using the juices on them to slick up his own cock.
"Stay still," He snapped, applying a sharp smack to your ass when you eagerly ground backwards in hopes to meet him.
Ever so slowly, with as much care as he could possibly muster, he began to sink into you alongside Taehyung. The feeling of the other man's cock against his own was euphoric and he tossed his head back with a shout.
"You're so so tight," Jungkook sighed, working himself deeper inside you.
He paused with every whimper you made. Whenever you reached back to stop him, he allowed you the time to adjust. Your entrance stung and you knew you'd be sore in the morning but you couldn't bring yourself to care as he finally bottomed out.
You were fuller than you had ever been in your entire life. Before they even had the chance to move, you were coming again. Coming around two cock stuffed inside you was the best yet. Without even having to touch your clit, you were gushing, soaking both you and Taehyung beneath you.
"God," Jungkook breathed. "You really like this, huh?"
"Who knew you'd like being stuffed on both of us? If we'd known this we'd have done it sooner." Taehyung chuckled, making you flush.
You felt like a slut in that moment — in the most exhilarating, arousing way possible.
"Please fuck me," You begged.
Neither man said anything, setting a pace immediately. Taehyung began, shoving his cock deeper inside you in one smooth thrust. Every time he sunk in, Jungkook pulled out and vice versa. They were able to hit every delicious spot inside you like that, making you cry out in pure heaven.
If you could die where you were, you would— coming hard with the two of them brutally fucking you.
"I'm already close..." Taehyung choked out.
"M-Me too," Jungkook sighed, brows furrowed.
"Please don't stop!" You cried, clinging tightly to Taehyung in front of you.
"You know..." Jungkook chuckled, a sadistic noise that had you on edge immediately. "If you like this, maybe we should stuff another hole, hm?"
Before you could question him, you felt his thumb circling your second hole. Your eyes widened, your mouth falling open as he easily pushed the digit past the tight ring of muscle. Even with one finger, you felt even fuller than you already had.
It took no time for you to be coming a final time. You squirted, crying out uncontrollably as the both of them were set off as well. Both of them gushing inside you was incredibly, it leaked past both their lengths to make a mess beneath you.
When you collapsed onto the bed, you could feel your hole clenching around air — stretched open so much that you weren't able to close properly just yet.
Both men collapsed beside you, none of you caring about the fact you had to clean up the mess. All you truly cared about was the way they wrapped you up in their arms, sharing kisses between the three of you.
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