#kiwi miller...also sounds funny..fuck

[springysprongy]

As promised

Here he is

I just have to put this here...that Kiwi's onesies are based on LPS cuz im not normal about my fixations!!!

[littlemisskookie]

S.L.U.T.

Playgirl: Kiwi Black Sheep Scott Pilgrim Horns LA Devotee S.L.U.T. Boy Ship: Playgirl!Reader | Taehyung Description: Taehyung asks you for a favor. Warnings: Face Riding, Intercourse, Dirty Talk, Puke, Handjob, Oral, Grinding Word Count: 3,283 Song: S.L.U.T. by Bea Miller

"So, I hooked up with someone interesting at the party last night," you mention casually over lunch with your roommate.

"Oh? Who?" Soyeon questions, digging into her ramen. "Don't tell me it's a freshman."

"No," you say. "Actually, it was Jimin."

Soyeon freezes, her mouth still stuffed. She chews it slowly, swallowing it as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before looking at you. "So... you know."

You were tight-lipped, nodding. "He told me after we hooked up in the bathroom."

Soyeon buried her head in her hands. "God- I know I made such a mistake. He's Tae's best friend, and I just had to wreck things."

"We already went through this, Soyeon," you sighed, giving her a sympathetic look. "But I don't think Jimin and Tae stopped being friends or anything."

"That's good at least," Soyeon sighed.

"And... another thing," you say. "Taehyung texted me. He wants to meet up. And from what Jimin told me, it probably has something to do with you."

Soyeon only blinked. "Are you going to?"

"If you don't want me to, I won't," you promised her.

"No no, you should meet her," Soyeon assures you. "But tell me everything he says when you get back, ok?"

"Of course," you guarantee, squeezing her hand in comfort. "Every word, alright? You're both my friends, the last thing I'd want to do is something that'd make both of you upset or worse."

Soyeon nodded, but she still looked extremely troubled. Probably from the guilt, despite the fact they had already broken up.

"I think we should have sex."

You literally spit out the water from the bottle you were gulping from, coughing drastically. Taehyung hit your back repeatedly, helping you let it go until you eventually stopped choking on water.

"I'm sorry- I don't think I heard you correctly," you say, wiping away the water on your chin.

"Val, you heard me correctly," Taehyung confirmed. "I think you- Val, and I- Tae, should partake in intercourse."

"I feel my tits deflating with each word you just said," you grumble. "Uh, can I ask why?"

"I want to get even with Soyeon," Taehyung muttered. "She slept with my best friend. This would be the same."

"Uhh... Taehyung- this sounds like a really bad idea. And incredibly dysfunctional. Can't you two just talk like normal people?" you ask, exasperated.

"Look, I went over it with Jimin... It makes sense," Taehyung sighed. "Could you consider it at least?"

You were tight-lipped. "Can I ask you a question? I won't ask why you broke up- I'm sure that's too personal. But I do want to ask why you want to get back together so badly when all you'd do was fight."

"It wasn't really like that. I guess me and Soyeon just really liked to argue- sort of as a debate. It was rare that we'd actually fight seriously. I guess we were just sort of arguing for the sake of arguing, but knowing that by the end of it none of it would be taken too harshly or personally," Taehyung explained.

"So... Kind of like Hermione and Ron?" you guessed.

Taehyung grinned. "For such a partier you sure are a nerd."

You rolled your eyes. "So- let me try to get this straight. Because Soyeon slept with your best friend, you want to sleep with hers to get even... and that's where I come in."

"Exactly," Taehyung huffed. "Look, I understand if it seems like a bad idea to you, or you don't want to do it, and it's completely ok with me. But-"

You silence him. "I'll consider it, ok?"

Taehyung let out a weak smile. "Thank you."

"So... Taehyung wants to sleep with you to get back at me," Soyeon deadpanned, her eyes wide and disbelieving.

You sighed. "Yeah. Of course, I told you immediately- I wouldn't do anything behind your back. That'd be ridiculous."

"No, I get it. Thanks for coming to me first," Soyeon said, quiet. "So... are you going to do it?"

"I... I dunno. Sounds like a bad idea. And I'd understand if you didn't want me to," you told your roommate.

"I think you should do it."

Your eyes were wide as you looked at her. "I... what?"

"It makes sense! It'd only be fair. Besides, remember when you and Tae made out freshman year? You can't deny you're not attracted to him," Soyeon said.

"I mean, sure he's attractive- but he's also my friend!" you persist.

"So are the rest of the frat guys. You slept with them too," Soyeon pointed out.

"Taehyung's closer to me than I am to them," you said. "I can't believe you want me to sleep with your boyfriend."

"Ex-boyfriend," she stressed. "Look, it's not cheating or anything. He didn't cheat on me, I didn't cheat on him- it was only because of who I did it with that made it worse than it would've been."

"God, now I see why you two are made for each other," you roll your eyes. "I still think it'd be kind of weird, though. Uncomfortable."

"That's what alcohol's for," Soyeon deadpanned. "Bad decisions."

"I don't know..." you murmured. "Wouldn't you be mad at us? It's pretty messed up."

She hugged you tightly, to the point where you weren't sure you could even gasp for air. "Vee, I could never ever ever in a million years be mad at you! Especially for something I'm asking for."

"I... can't... breathe..." you barely managed to say, her arms glued around your arms.

"Sorry," she said, moving back and releasing you. "So will you do it?"

"I still have to think about it," you mumbled, unsure.

"Thanks for inviting me to hang out," you said, closing the door behind you as you walked into the living room of the frat house. "Where's the rest of the guys?"

"They're all going to the game tonight. Or that's what they told the inductees. They're preparing everything for the induction and hazing ceremony next week," Taehyung explained.

You grimaced. "Do I even want to know?"

"If it's anything like mine, you don't. Plus no girls allowed," Taehyung grinned. "But they'll probably throw another party to make up for it."

"You guys don't barf on each other or anything weird like that, do you?" you asked him.

"What? Ew, gross. Mainly it involves dumping beer and helicopters," Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"Please tell me you're joking..."

"Maybe, maybe not," Taehyung grinned.

"Alright, so why aren't you going?" you questioned, sitting down on the couch as you reached for the remote.

"Someone's gotta look over the place. Last time we left it alone for an entire night one of the other frats broke in and trashed the place," Taehyung explained.

"And here I was, thinking it was a ploy to sleep with me after our conversation," you laughed.

"You know I'm not that sleazy," Taehyung laughed. "Besides, you haven't said yes or no. I'm not going to force you into anything."

"Mhm, right," you laughed. "Ok, so what movie do you want to watch?"

"It's your choice. You're the guest."

"Nah, I'll pick some romcom you don't like," you snickered, a mischevious look on your face.

"I'll bear with it," Taehyung smiled. "Try me."

"Alright... what about... The Proposal?" you grinned.

Taehyung facepalmed. "Oh dear God- I'll need some alcohol for that. I like Ryan Reynolds as Deadpool way better."

"Hey, this is one of his better movies in comparison to Green Lantern and that other Deadpool movie," you chuckle. "But every movie's better with alcohol in my opinion."

"I'll get soju and we'll start doing shots," Taehyung said, leaping up to get the alcohol.

Two shot glasses were set along with a bottle of soju. Three shots in and the two of you began the movie. Things were going along swimmingly, and the two of you were giggly, slapping each other's arms over the parts of the movie that wasn't even funny.

Fifty minutes in and you're making out. You were on top of him, your tongues sliding against one another's, grasping at each other's clothes as though you were clawing at them. You had taken one more shot, and you forgot what he took. The two of you were moaning into each other's mouths, and neither of you could think.

Slowly your hand slipped down, your fingers slipping into the hem of his pants and boxers, palming at his growing erection. You broke off the sloppy kiss, giving him a breathy smile. "I want to," you said, circling your hips over his erection.

He gripped onto your hips, a glazed look in his eye that showed only lust. "You sure?"

"No," you said, purposely grinding down on him in a way that has him groaning, gripping onto you tighter. "I need to."

"Shit," Taehyung groaned as you began to nip at his earlobe. "You're so fucking hot."

You yelped as he squeezed your thighs, carrying you as he stood up and marching over to a room. He kicked open a door, and you shrieked when you felt your back bounce against the mattress. Taehyung's all over you, licking the blank canvas that was your neck, nipping and sucking. You were sure that hickeys and bruises would decorate your skin, but you didn't care. Taehyung's tongue just felt too good.

His hands roamed your body, first squeezing your breasts before slipping into the hem of your jeans. You felt his fingers massage your heat, the digits getting coated in your copious fluids. Taehyung's mouth disconnected from your neck, staring down at you. "Is this alright?"

"Mm, it's great," you murmur. "I love feeling your big hands on my pussy."

"Fuck," Taehyung cursed. His hand slipped out of your pants, unbuttoning your jeans as he began to slip them off. "Why're you still wearing these."

"I look good in them," you drunkenly slur, laughing.

"You'd look better naked," Taehyung murmured, pulling them off your legs before also dragging your panties down. He pushed your shirt and bra over your breasts, massaging the flesh as his head descended down your body. His tongue flattened against your clit, and you mewled at the sensation. "Mm, you taste good."

You whine when he gets back up, laying down on the bed. "Sit on my face," he rasped. "Now, Val."

You didn't hesitate, climbing up until both of your thighs were straddling his head. He hooked his arms around your legs, pressing your sopping cunt against his awaiting tongue, eagerly lapping at your juices. You mewled, curling your fingers into his hair as you moaned out, crying each time his tongue swept over the swollen bundle of nerves. His sucking had your toes curling, and with each stripe he licked up your center you were tugging at his locks tighter, bundles of his soft hair clutched in your fists. It only seemed to make him more eager to make you cum, his tongue forceful and skilled.

"Taehyung, you feel so good," you moaned out. He ate you out as though he were starving, and hadn't gotten anything to eat for days. And you were an all you could eat buffet. "I love your mouth."

He groaned. "Your pussy tastes so good, Val."

You grinded down on his face, feeling the warmth pooling down into your stomach as you gyrate your hips. You were simply fucking his face, using his tongue as a new toy as you started to ride his mouth, chasing your high.

Taehyung gripped onto your thighs so tightly bruises would form, his tongue sweeping up its reward as you came on his face, quivering under his every touch. You rolled off of him once you had reached your peak, your breath heavy.

He crawled back on top of you, licking his lips before they met yours again, and you moaned, tasting yourself on his tongue.

He grabbed your hand, pressing it against the bulge in his pants. You undid his pants, slipping them down his pants along with his boxers. You pumped him slowly, hand sweeping over his throbbing erection, some of the precum leaking from the tip.

Soon he grabbed for a condom from his nightstand, and he stretched the rubber along his cock. He swatted your hand away, shoving you back onto the bed as he ran his erection along your folds, lubricating the shaft. You gripped the head of his cock, aligning it with your entrance as he slowly pushed into you.

There was something that came over you in your haze as Taehyung rocked against you, his pelvic bone rubbing against your clit generously as he thrust deeply into you. His nose nuzzled along the side of your neck, and it occurred to you for the first time after the alcohol took over your mind exactly what was happening.

Taehyung was your friend. One of your closest friends at that. He was the boyfriend- er, ex-boyfriend, of your best friend. And here the two of you were, fucking, his hips rocking against yours. The sound of skin slapping against skin, along with the headboard of his bed slamming against the wall. Your moans accompanied by his low grunts.

This was one of your closest friends. And damn, did he feel good.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.

You pulled him off of you, getting on the floor to kneel at his feet. You took the condom off of his length, pumping him eagerly. "Cum on my face," you begged, staring up at him.

He jerked himself off, and you held your mouth out, tongue waving, waiting for his warm seed. He grunted, moaning as he bucked his hips into your hand, soon replacing it with his own as he quickly jerked himself off. "Shit, I'm gonna cum," he said rutting his dick in his hand as the white cum spilled onto your face. You didn't waste a single drop, letting it fall on your face, not letting any of it spill onto the floor.

The both of you were panting, and you wiped the cum off your face. In your dazed, drunken mind, it didn't occur to you what to do next.

You didn't know who had stumbled in. You were positively a wreck, your clothes shabby on your form as you staggered throughout the room. Taehyung had passed out, and you had taken another shot once you got into the living room.

"Valarie? What're you doing here?" Jungkook said, a confused look on his face.

"What are you doing here?" you ask accusingly, pointing a finger to him.

"Woah- are you drunk?" Jungkook asked. "Oh wow- you smell like sex. I heard Taehyung was here- was it with him?"

"Answer the question!" you demand, vision blurry as you stagger into his arms.

"Came to visit Taehyung since I was bored. Also wanted to see my room since I plan on moving in after the hazing shit," Jungkook chuckled. "Guess Taehyung already had company."

"Get that cocky shit-eating grin on your face!" you sputter. "Y'know I've wanted to fuck the shit out of you since you suddenly popped up out of nowhere. But here you are, and you've got to rub it in by looking so fine and shit- god, you know you're a piece of shit, huh? I'll blow that grin right off your face, dweeb."

"Woah woah woah, you really are drunk," Jungkook said, catching you as you fell into his arms again. "Didn't think you wanted me too- but I guess people are more true to themselves when they're drunk."

"Shut up and let me blow you," you grumbled, reaching down to his jeans. You were so drunk, though, that you could only fumble with the zipper.

"Maybe when you're sober," Jungkook murmured.

You froze, and Jungkook had to jump back as you vomited on the floor. Your hands gripped onto your knees, shaking as you continued to choke up puke. It wasn't until you were done that you felt the blood drain from your face, your eyes rolling back, and you passed out.

"Vee!" Soyeon snapped her fingers at you. "Vee?"

"Ughhh... go away." You pulled the plush covers of your bed over your head. How'd you even get here? Ugh, you felt so hungover.

"Vee- you need to take some Asprin," Soyeon said. "You're lucky I was home when Jungkook called me from your phone."

"Oh noooo," you groaned. "Shit- I remember... Oh, Soyeon, I'm so sorry," you say, throwing the cover off.

"For what?" She scrunched her brows together, handing you the glass of water and pill.

"I slept with Taehyung," you mumble. "I'm so sorry."

"Vee- I know."

Your eyes widen as you stare at her in shock. "What? How?"

She sighed, pushing forward the glass and medicine. "Take this first- then we'll talk."

You hesitantly gulp down the pill, then stare at her questioningly. "Alright- what'd I miss."

"Well, sometime when you were asleep Taehyung told me what happened. We worked things out. Hey, hey, don't cry- I'm not mad. It's ok. You were drunk, and also I said it was ok. Don't cry, ok?" Soyeon swept the tear off your cheek with her thumb.

"I just feel bad," you whined, lips trembling.

"I think that's just because you're hungover," Soyeon said.

"So? What happened?"

"Me and Tae are back together," Soyeon smiled. "That's basically the long story short."

You offered a weak smile. "I'm glad for that, at least."

"Yeah..." Soyeon had an awkward look on her face. "Uh... Vee, I need to ask you for advice."

"Hm?" You scrunched your brows.

"I... Do you want to know the real reason me and Tae broke up?" Soyeon asked.

"I... Sure?"

"We were having problems in the bedroom," Soyeon admitted. "It's not like he couldn't get it up or anything!" she assured you, seeing the shocked look on your face. "We were just getting bored with our sex life. It was all too vanilla, and we weren't being satisfied. We failed to spice things up, I guess."

"Oh... Ok, so why do you need my advice?"

Soyeon sighed in embarrassment. "I need you to teach me how to dirty talk."

You quirked a brow. "That's it?"

"I just... I don't know what to do. We tried, but I just gave curt replies and just said 'yes'. I think that's what irritated him, and we couldn't move forward from that basic stuff," Soyeon admitted.

"Oh... well I mean, it's not that hard," you admitted. "Basically most of it is just elaborating on what he said. And uh, it helps when you compliment his dick a lot. Guys like that. And instead of saying 'want' it's better to say 'need'. And when guys are dirty talking or asking questions, you need to sort of restate it, basically. Kind of like how you restate the thesis in the conclusion of your essay," you explained.

"I can't believe you compared dirty talk to an English essay," Soyeon snickered.

You laughed. "But yeah- I mean, that's basically it."

"Thanks... I'll make sure to use it," Soyeon said. "So uh... did he enjoy it?"

"I don't want to talk about me having sex with your boyfriend!" you said, flustered.

"C'mon- spill," Soyeon encouraged.

"Uh, I assume so? He had a boner, and he came. Guys really just want to cum in the long run," you huffed.

Soyeon gave you an evil smile. "Mm, ok. Just wanted to know. Oh, and guess what? I gave that Jungkook guy your number when I came to pick you up. Hope you don't mind..."

Your eyes widened, and you scrambled for your phone, looking to the screen as Soyeon cackled.

JK: see you after initiation ;)