#it’s a shame i’m not sucking a thousand hickeys onto his neck . . . when will the fantasy end

[pinkmirth]

this man and his flawless fucking side profile . . .

[vanbwi]

Glass Table Girls pt. 2 - m.

member:  Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Jung Hoseok

genre: Smut, Sugardaddy!au

warnings: Nsfw, Mature Content, Vulgar Smut, Prostitution, Drugs use, MxFxM, Vouyerism, Cumplay

↠  words: 3.6k

pt. 1 - pt. 2 

So don’t blame it on me that you didn’t call home, so don’t blame it on me cause you wanted to have fun. 

Gif credit.

The sunlight was blinding and conscious woke you up. Warmth engulfed you. You felt like there was an oven right beside you and your body was sticky with sweat. Your our eyelids were heavy and you groaned in an uncomfortable mess. But you knew that the bed was comfortable, your lower legs were exposed down by the duvet.

 You tried to twist around in the huge bed, but later realizing that arms were heavily draped over you. You immediately tore your eyes open and the light blinded you.

 "Oh- God." You whispered in an utter shock, it wasn't normal that you wake up with someone you didn't know what it was. Stark naked in a Queen-sized bed.

 What happened last night? 

 Little did you remember that you had a fun night at the strip club. Last night was probably the best night in your life. The memories flashed over you, smokes and drinks everywhere. Naked people on top of each other, weird milky liquids in the fancy cocktail glasses.

You choked up at the disgusting sight in your mind. But the person beside you wasn't Namjoon. Neither was it Taehyung or Jungkook. You forgot what happened after that intense fucking session with the three of them. But where were you now? 

 "What have I done?" You voice croaked. Feeling a burning sensation in your throat. Shame washed over you. 

 You felt disgusted and embarrassed inside and outside, how desperate were you for money? You could write another CV, contact nearby grocery stores and beg them to take you in. Work hard for money. Earn it the correct way.

All you wanted now was to call her to your mother, confess to her and tell her that you're sorry. Tell her that her daughter have sinned. At the same time, you knew that you disrespected yourself. You glanced down at your body, there were trails of hickeys and a fading red spot of a hand. Your hair was a mess, the heavy loose curls were sticky and oily. You felt like you haven't showered in months. Everything was completely white in the room.

 As expected, it was much bigger than your whole apartment.Your eyes were burning at the light and your face felt swollen in the morning. You tried searching for your phone, tugging the duvet closer to you. Suddenly you heard a deep groan from under the covers.

 You froze instantly, retreating your arms back and glued yourself down onto bed. You waited quietly and listened to the breathing. The hair behind your back rose up, as someone pulled back the duvet and hogged it to them self.

 You shrieked feeling exposed, covering your bare half with your arms. You didn't dare to look beside you, it could be an old man. A sick pedophile who took advantage of you. The disturbing thoughts nearly made you puke on yourself. 

With your eyes close, you dug under the cover and roamed your hands down the bed. Helplessly trying to find your phone and your clothes. But your hands accidentally touched something weird. The male winced painfully. An annoyed groaned called out. "What the fuck are you doing?"

 "S-sorry!" You apologized, your face getting heated and faced the man. You can't believe that you just touched his morning wood, it was unexpectedly already stiff and hard early in the morning. 

 "Aish- why don't you get to work? Isn't this what you're here for anyway? Just give me a nice morning suck." He mumbled, his voice vibrating. You were obliviously offended by that. It was like a hard slap to your face. No matter how good looking he was, he was really rude and badly mannered.

"Who do you think you are? You can't speak to a woman like that!" He laughed at you, rubbing the rude comment into your face. 

"You're not a woman. You're a whore. This job was the worst decision you've made in your life, other jobs won't accept you anymore. Wherever you go, it will be apart of your background. You won't even get married. You ruined it for yourself." His words were dripping dangerously, filled with venom.

 "I mean, how could a man want someone like you? I wouldn't marry a prostitute. I know I'm the one paying and shit but fucking shit, you must get the facts into your head."

"You aren't stupid right? You're nothing but a cum dumper." 

It wasn't long until a wet tear rolled down your face. You knew it all along but having the stranger confirm it was even more hurtful.

 "Oh my fucking God, now I'm the guilty one. Stop fucking crying." He growled raising his hand as if he was gonna hit you. You whimpered and waited for his hand to collide with your face. There was a long silent, the only thing that could be heard was your sobbing and his shaky breaths.

 "Y/N? I'm sorry." He apologized, how did he even know your name? He touched your bare shoulder, you immediately moved away from his touch. You didn't hesitate to abandon the bed, completely nude without the duvet around you. 

 You ignored his apologizes, collecting all your belongings. You didn't find much but pieces of your underwear, your heels and the money bag. Which was filled with glorious gold jewelry and thousand dollars. It was literally raining cash into the bag.

 "I shouldn't have said that. I'm usually really grumpy in the morning, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." Yoongi said softly, you turned around and saw that he was looking up and down at your bare body.

 "Y/N? I'll make it up to you. We can go shopping for whatever you need, do you like Victoria's Secret? Maybe Yves Saint Laurent? Gucci?" He offered, walking up towards you. Lingering his arms around your waist. 

You leaned your head on his chest, he smelt husky like an expensive cologne. Probably Joe Malone, Blackberry and Bay since you saw the bottle near the bedside table.

He caressed your hair and breathed in your scent. You probably didn’t smell the best since last night was crazy. Yoongi mumbled, “God, You smell like Taehyung...” 

“Wanna take a shower together?”

You couldn’t deny him, you obeyed him completely. He smirked, holding your hand as he lead you towards the bathroom. “I like it when you listen to me like a good girl. Good girls get rewarded you know.” 

Yoongi brushed your hair away from your face and turned on the shower. You couldn’t help but admire his sugary white skin and how good he looked naked. He wasn’t the most muscular guy but he had faint line of abs across down to his abdomen. Your face heated up once you got caught staring down at his beautiful member. 

“I bet you like what you see. Since yesterday, you were practically dry humping me and begging me to take you home.” Yoongi whispered, letting his hands roam over your wet body. 

You wanted to say something against him but you could only let out a tiny gasp once his big hands cupped the flesh of your ass sneakily. You moaned as you felt his hardening member against your lower stomach. 

“Touch me.” Yoongi mumbled against your neck.

You didn’t hesitate to reach your hands down to his stiff cock. Rubbing the head gently with your thumb and brushed his cock against your bare thighs. You peaked up to watch his reaction through the steam. 

Yoongi had his mouth gape slightly open like a kitten. You fastened the speed up a little bit, but only to earn an annoyed groan coming from him. “No, not now.”

He brushed away your hand and locked it above your head, caging you in with the glass wall. His hand reached down to your thighs, spreading them open gently. “You’re so goddamn pretty do you know that?”

“Hmm..” You bit down your lips, holding back a moan once he rubbed his cock against your core. 

“That pussy looks so fucking delicious, I need to have a taste.” Yoongi attacked you with an intense kiss, feeling impatient he didn’t waste his time to use to tongue. Your nose crashed against each other and you could taste him.

However, he pulled away and started to trail his tongue on other places. Licking your body, lower and lower. Passed your navel and you sucked in your breath. He got on his knees and kissed your lower stomach, dangerously close to your core. 

Yoongi spread your thighs wide open, taking a long glance at your glistening pussy. He used his thumb to separate her lower lips and flicked his tongue along the lids. Tasting the arousal coming from you.

“Ah! Yoongi...” You gasped, your chest heaving up and down as you tried to control your breaths. He pressed your back against the cold shower glass. Your hands immediately reached down to grab a flock full of his soft hair. You were already over sensitive, but you wanted him to give you more.

Suddenly there was a booming voice outside the bathroom. Yoongi stopped the water and stepped out of the shower. You clenched your thighs together, the knot hasn’t yet been undone. But you were afraid to ask him for more.

“Here dry yourself clean, I’ll be back.” He winked and threw you his other towel. You chose the time to observe the marble bathroom, the golden faucet and the big mirror. You looked like a mess, a girl who had way too much fun than she’s supposed to.

But once in a lifetime, you felt loved and worthy. You felt beautiful. 

You wrapped the towel around yourself and followed Yoongi’s trail out. You heard a loud fruity voice talking to Yoongi. They were the total opposite. If Yoongi was the midnight moon the other would be the bright midday sun. 

“So I’ve cleared out all the whores. They were literally begging to stay, one of them. I think Junghwa was her name? She gave me her number. You should have seen her jugs.”

“Damn, those breasts. They were like juicy watermelons!” He exclaimed. You saw his back while Yoongi was looking in the closet for clothes. Yoongi noticed you immediately and threw you a big shirt at your direction.

The sunshine turned his head and laid eyes on you. His eyes traveled up and down your body, smirking and nodding to himself. His eyes locked to your legs, probably wishing that the towel wasn’t in the way.

“Damn, man. You couldn’t at least share last night? I didn’t knew that you kept her all by yourself.” 

“You were busy with many girls already.” Yoongi said simply, although he wanted you to himself. 

“The rookie, Y/N. Pleased to meet you, I’m Jung Hoseok.” He ignored Yoongi and walked closer to you. Flashing a bright smile and took his hand out. You placed a palm in his hand and smiled back. He gently kissed your hand, while staring sensually into your eyes.

“Nice to meet you too, Hoseok. Are you a friend of Yoongi’s?” You slightly blushed. 

“Close coworkers.” 

That made you wonder, what are their professions? They must have been very successful.  “Oh, that’s nice. You seem closer than you really are though.” 

“We’re-” 

“That’s enough. Why don’t we go eat breakfast instead?” Yoongi interrupted and placed a hand on your lower back. Gesturing Hoseok to go out. He got it and walked away, but not before taking a last good look at you. 

“Put on your clothes, I think breakfast is already served.” He stared at you, brushed your damp hair behind your ear. He followed closely after Hoseok.

You did as he said and put the comfortable shirt over your head. Which covered the mid thighs, but you still felt really naked since you didn’t wear any underwear beneath. You hesitated once you saw the little opening on the door. But you didn’t have a way to make your route to escape. Wherever you were, you were a thousand feet above the ground. Probably an expensive royal suite in some luxury hotel.

Though this was your chance to take everything you could and leave them behind right? 

“Y/N?” You heard Yoongi called out for you. 

“Y-yes, I’m coming!” You snapped out of your thoughts and marched towards the heavy big door. However, before you could open it, someone already pulled the door open for you. His eternal beauty distracted you from the majestic room. 

He had beautiful soft skin, alluring eyes that seem to be endless. Full plump lips that looked like pillows. Dark hair that are swept over his forehead. He smiled, god that smile. 

“I’m Park Jimin, nice to meet you Y/N. Now once you’re done gawking at me, would you like some breakfast?” Jimin pulled his arms over your shoulders and led you into the big living room. 

You instantly blushed and looked down at your feet as if they were the most interesting in the world. Hoseok and Yoongi were already seated, digging into the food like hungry beasts. The room service was served on the small coffee table made of glass. Omelette, bagels, fruits and pancakes with syrup. “Eat all you want, if they’re not enough we can order more.”

Jimin sat down, noticed that you’re standing stiff so he pulled you down to his lap. He stuffed a small bagel into your mouth, “Eat.” 

You nodded and quickly followed his orders. Feeling his warmth against your body, his arm reached out for the food on the table while his other arm was wrapped around your waist. Securing you on his lap. On top of his glorious thighs. 

Hoseok smirked, sipping on champange early in the morning. Or lunch? You couldn’t even tell the time around here. 

"What time is it?” You asked, your voice soft and low. 

“About 2PM.” Yoongi checked his golden Rolex watch. He didn’t eat much but he drank a lot of Americano. No wonder the sheets smelt like caffeine. His breath smelt like freshly brewed coffee beans. A homecoming smell and warmth. A small curve appeared by the corner of your lips once you thought of him. 

“You can stay if you want.” Yoongi offered. “One more night before we’re leaving to do some business. We can have all the fun you desires.” 

Jimin pushed his hips upwards, digging his subtle erection against you. Whispered into your ears that sent shivers down your spine. “You can stay right?” 

“Y-yeah, sure. I wanna have fun.” You stuttered and shyly smiled. Jimin tucked the hair behind your ear and nibbled gently on your earlobe. A small whimper was heard from you. Hoseok and Yoongi stopped eating instantly. They quietly watched you shifted on Jimin’s lap. 

His mouth quickly traveled down to suck on the skin of your neck. His hand reached under the shirt, cupping your breasts. Making you moan for him. He growled against your neck. “You sound so fucking hot.” 

With one strong arm, he pushed the food tray away from the coffee table. Forced you down on the table against your stomach. Excitement soared down your stomach. Your heart picked up a pace and you rubbed your legs against each other. Getting goosebumps from his touch and the coldness of the table.

“Fuck yeah.” Hoseok grunted. You heard a sound of zippers, unzipping themselves. 

Jimin’s hands pushed the shirt up your back, rubbing his hands softly against your lower cheeks. Slapping them hard, twice. You yelped and gripped the corners of the table. Wincing at the sting. He spread the cheeks and dipped his fingers dipped into your core. 

“Such a plump little pussy. I bet you’re as tight as a virgin.” He rumbled, kissing them softly. Tasting the glistering juice that trailed down your thighs. 

Yoongi groaned. Your eyes peaked up at him touching himself in slow movements. His eyes stared directly down at you. Lust and desperation filled his eyes. Hoseok chuckled and gripped your hair harshly, yanking your head up to face him. Sticking his stiff cock at your face, “Suck me, bitch. Put that little innocent mouth to use.” 

You didn’t hesitate, opened your mouth and swallowed him. Tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked downwards to the end of the base. Your other hand reached for Yoongi’s rock hard member, stroking them up and down slowly. 

“God, you taste so goddamn good. Your little cunt is getting red already.” You heard Jimin slurping, entered two fingers in you. Making scissors movement, spreading the juices all over your walls, you hummed in pleasure. Sending vibrations to Hoseok. He gripped your head even harder, nearly making you choke against his dick.

Suddenly you felt your core stretch out. You felt the head of Jimin’s hard erectic pressed against you. Rubbing and spread the wet substance over his own member. Coating his cock with your juice and his pre-cum. He moaned, throwing his head back as he pushed inside you. Feeling the warmth engulfed him. 

“Oh- g-god. You’re so tight and warm. So fucking wet.” He dug his fingernails onto your thighs. Thrusting in hard and slow. Deeper and harder. Making wet squelching noises and the sound of skin slapping against each other echoed through the room. 

His thick cock stretched you out wide, giving a stinging tingle. His balls hitting your clit every time he fully pounded into you. You felt so full and filled up. 

“Oh my god.” You wailed loudly, trying to move away from the over sensitivity. He rammed into you forcefully and Yoongi held you against Jimin. 

“Come on, you’re a good girl. Take it all.” Yoongi rumbled, caressed your cheeks and brushed the tears away from your eyes. You breathed out heavily. He darkly smirked and clutched your neck tightly. Choking you as he thrust into your throat.

You gagged against him, more tears filled your eyes. Hoseok slumped down against the couch, watching the beautiful view in front of him. Jimin kept sputtering out dirty words, slapping your ass and marked you with his fingernails. Yoongi pulled out of your mouth and gripped your cheeks. “Open up, you little slut.”

You stuck your tongue out, he spitted into your mouth and kissed you hungrily. Teeth and tongue clashed against each other. Jimin bent down and sucked your neck his other hand trailed down to your clit. Pinching it softly and sent you to the edge. You walls clamped around his cock. 

“Holy shit, I’m coming...” He hissed, releasing his cum in you. Filling you up to the brim before slowly pulling out. The white sticky substance trailed down your thighs onto the table. Jimin picked it up with his fingers and brought it to your face.

“Lick it clean, baby girl.” You wrapped your tongue around his fingers. Tasting yourself and the thick salty cum. You ignored the weird feeling and swallowed it. Jimin softly pecked your lips.

Hoseok stood up and walked around to your back, bent down and looked at your abused cunt. He cursed under his breath. “Fuck, Jimin. You really filled her little pussy up. She’s so red already.” 

He softly caressed your cheeks and roughly slapped your pussy lips. “I bet she can take it a little more.” Positioned his swollen dick in your entrance and violently thrust inside. Forcing Jimin’s cum to stay inside but the cum only spurted out. “Fucking fuck... She’s so full of you. 

You wailed, your body trembling and shaking in pleasure. You cried out, “Please, I can’t take it anymore.”

“You’re a dirty whore, of course you can take two cocks. We all gonna fill you up and don’t you fucking dare pushing it out.” Hoseok gripped your neck, roughly rammed into you. Only to cum shortly, shooting his big loads inside you. Groaning loudly and pulled his softening member out. He cupped your cunt, trying to keep in all of the cum while he gestured at Yoongi to take his place. 

“Hyung, it’s your turn.”  Yoongi took his place, instantly penetrated into your sore core. Salty tears streamed down your cheeks and your body couldn’t take the pleasure anymore. “You dirty cum dumper. You’re such a good little slut. Taking all of our cum so well.” 

He soon came, filling and stretching you out more. The breathing were calming down but your heart kept racing. Yoongi stayed inside you for a while before carefully pulled out. But the cum came spurting out on the table, trailing down the carpet once he pulled out. 

“You lick that fucking mess up, how about a punishment since you couldn’t keep it all in?” Hoseok said hoarsely, pulling out his leather belt and slapped it against his thighs. 

  Hours passed by, the sun has already set. The city lights below you glittered like stars. Since the stars on the dark sky were beneath your feet. You didn’t know what happened. But once you woke up on the fancy carpet, they were already gone. They left nothing for you to contact them back, you didn’t know where you were.

You felt uncomfortable in your own body, you felt dirty and sticky. Brushed your hands over your face and drank the last drops of bourbon. It was a mess around here. The breakfast they shared with you were scattered all over the carpet. The carpet itself raked of strong bourbon. However, something caught your eyes. On the top of your hand it was covered with white powder. Fear and panic ran down your spine. You breathed heavily, putting on as much clothes as possible. Gathered all your energy so you could take small steps towards the door. You didn’t even want to look into the mirror at yourself anymore. Who could you trust now?

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