Tricky Tricky
Tricky, Tricky
Pairing: JungkookxYouxSeokjin
Genre: Romance, Smut, College AU
Rating: NC-17
Summary: You knew Kim Seokjin, better than you hoped others did. At least that was how he made you feel. He was always full of quiet surprises and tonight was no different than any other.
Note: A bit of background, all of Bangtan are in college. They each have their own majors but are in a group that works hard together to further their music career overall.
6169 Words
Kim Seokjin had a kinky side. Yes, you always knew this. To be quite honest, it didn’t bother you in the slightest. The majority of the time you were up for trying new things. Sure some things seemed a little out of your comfort zone at first but either Seokjin would go into a little more detail it didn’t seem nearly as bad as it did at first or you would just go with it. The one thing he always did was make you felt safe and any sign from you to stop whatever new idea he had he did immediately. This was why you never really were surprised anymore by anything that he said to you.
Or that was what you had thought…
“Hyung..” Seokjin hears a familiar hint of a whine calling after him. He was on his way to the practice room. They had a performance for a festival that the college was holding in a few weeks. Dancing had never been his strongest point but he had improved a lot. Of course, that was because he practiced a lot more than the others. He had to otherwise the moves wouldn’t stick in his mind. They would for a day or two but after that he’d miss an arm movement here, a turn there. Personally, he hated holding up the rest of his members from learning the dance just because he didn’t spend enough time going through it. They all worked really hard and being the eldest he felt like he should work just as hard if not harder. Be an example and all.
Not looking behind him, he spoke to the person who probably wouldn’t leave him be until he agreed. “Yes, Jungkook-ah?” The maknae caught up to Seokjin in just a few strides, benefit of having some height. “Have you thought about what we talked about the other day?” He almost wanted to sigh, but there was so much restrained hope in the others voice that he refrained from doing so. That conversation was one that Seokjin had actually thrown him off his guard. Most times he wasn’t phased by with the other members would talk about whether with him or in front of him. They were guys and could get onto some crazy topics, especially when Taehyung added in his weird comments. Nothing was off limits between them and maybe that was the problem.
Opening the door to an empty practice room, Seokjin walked directly over to the corner and dropped his bag there. He didn’t have much, just his iPod, music, change of clothes and a towel. He had planned on being here for awhile. Pulling out his iPod he connected it and set it to repeat just one song. “I have.” Is all he says to Jungkook who had come in behind him shutting the door. Not saying more to the kid, he played the song, turning up the volume before stepping back to get into his position. He was never first up so it gave him plenty of time. Honestly he liked that. It was always nerve-wracking when he was on stage at least the first couple of seconds were. This gave him time to feel the music and calm his nerves so he could sing as well as do his dance to perfection. Or as close as to perfection as Seokjin got.
Jungkook moved away from the door, towards the back of the room to sit down and watch his hyung while quietly waiting for an answer. Running through the routine, the younger would give Seokjin pointers here and there. Reinforce that he was doing a good job at specific moves. It was helpful and rather nice. It helped to put him in a better mood. Even still the room was heavy with a unnecessary question to which was getting a very silent answer. It made Jungkook tap his finger on his knee, the only noticeable sign that he was growing frustrated waiting patiently.
After about an hour of Seokjin doing the routine over and over again. He stopped, sweat dripping down the back of his neck, off his brow, that he used the back of his hand to wipe away. Stopping the iPod from playing the music yet again, he walked over to get his water bottle and towel but Jungkook was standing right behind him holding them both out to him. He smiled softly at him, “Thanks Kookie.” Before wiping off his sweat he leaned his head back squirting the water into his mouth, not really caring that some of it was dripping down his chin.
“What?”
He asked looking straight ahead now at the younger male. Jungkook reached out and wiped off the water from his chin. “You’re making a mess hyung. I thought you were supposed to be the older one?!” he said as he shook his head. Seokjin just blinked at him for a minute before giving him a playful shove. “Yah, I can drink how I like.” he grumbled before drinking some move of his water and finally drying off his sweat. It was getting in his eyes and he hated that. Jungkook leaned his shoulder against the wall, arms crossed, staring at his hyung.
Seokjin hated when he did that. Those eyes were like a puppy that had sprained it’s paw, just staring at you sadly, waiting for you to make it better. To him it was that intense but instead of being hurt, Jungkook was just pleading with him silently to answer his question and preferably with a yes. They all gave into the maknae a bit too much. It was hard not to, when he wasn’t being a snaky little brat he was being really cute. Jungkook didn’t have much of a middle ground.
Tossing his towel on the floor, Seokjin made the mistake of meeting Jungkook’s puppy dog eyes. He really did sigh now. Rubbing the back of his head, he thought a little bit more. The proposition hadn’t been such a weird one to Seokjin, the younger wanted to learn a little more. Knowledge was good. He was just hesitating because he had never gone to this type of extreme with any of his partners. It had always just been them and him. He didn’t bring in other outside forces perse and honestly, this would require that.
To be more exact, Seokjin wanted it to be exactly that. If he was going to teach Jungkook anything it was going to be hands on. He always felt like that was the best way to learn. He had been having all sorts of problems while debating this. His mind went into such detail of all the possibilities and which would be more effective for them as individuals as well as both together that he had to excuse himself from meals and practices for much more frequent bathroom breaks. Getting a hard on in the middle of dance and vocal practices was never something he preferred. If the lack of attention wasn’t bad enough, everyone knowing his business was worse. Because you can bet that at least one member would be asking him about it.
Probably Hoseok, he was actually rather observant, so was Namjoon but nine times out of ten it was Hoseok he picked up on those things. He could hear him asking him repeatedly, just what he was thinking about and why he wouldn’t share. Even worse the ‘We always share good porn, don’t hold back on me now.’ Which was true. They weren’t shy about those things. It wasn’t as if they lived in a big space where you had your privacy. Their dorm was small and privacy literally non-existent.
“Fine, Jungkook,” He said, feeling like he might regret this later. Pushing off of the wall, Jungkook did a little dance expressing how happy he was that he had managed to get his way yet again. Only to stop when Seokjin pushed his finger hard into his chest, “BUT..” Growing serious once more, the maknae listened to his hyung. “My rules, you don’t do anything without my okay. Nothing, not even breathe.” A hand wrapped around the finger Seokjin was pressing into the younger’s chest, pulling it down. “Okay, hyung I’ll do exactly as you say but not even you can breathe on command.” A hand ruffled his hair but before Seokjin could grab it, Jungkook was already bouncing to the door, full of grins.
Shaking his head, he started to walk back to the center of the room but a head popped back in the room just around the door. “Have fun practicing, hyung! Fighting!” he raised a fist in encouragement and Seokjin just shooed him out the door, ignoring the laughter from a much too bubbly Jungkook. Turning on his music again, Seokjin went back to his practice. He was there for another 2 in a half hours before leaving.
It wasn’t often that you were in his dorm. Actually, you had only been in it once before. It smelled of old gym socks and ramen noodles. Then again, there were three males sharing this dorm room. Yet another reason why you hadn’t visited often. There was almost always someone there, which you didn’t mind too much but Seokjin liked it more quiet. He didn’t like being interrupted and he would often say you didn’t need to be subjected to Taehyung’s weird tendencies. He about had a fit after he came in to find Taehyung smelling your hair. He was actually holding strands of your hair up to his nose and smelling it. You thought it was rather funny that he thought your shampoo smelled that good. Seokjin was not so amused.
You knocked an was let in almost immediately. Seokjin had his quiet smile on but you could tell that he was thrumming with excitement. His eyes gave it away. It was one of those days. You were quite happy you had decided to put on your cute panties compared to the plain lazy day ones you had originally grabbed. Wondering what new idea he had come up with as you walked further into the dorm, it wasn’t long before Seokjin told you. Actually, it was more like show you. He had shut and locked the door behind you, following you over to the couch.
Pulling out what looked handkerchief to, your brows furrowed. Had you been wrong? Over the past year, you had gotten pretty good at figuring out his silent cues. Watching as he licked his lips, momentarily distracting you they did, he finally began speaking. “Do you mind I blindfold you this time?” His smile was almost blinding in combination with the excitement that was dripping from his lips. How could you possibly deny him?
“Not really, but what else?” Seokjin rubbed his hand down your arm, until he was holding your hand in his, playing with your fingers. “What else?” He looked back at you slightly confused. That was it? Only a blind fold? The surprise couldn’t be hidden from your expression. There was always something more. Like some new toy he wanted to try, or the time he wanted to have sex with you in front a whole row of mirrors.
In the practice dance rooms.
Door unlocked.
In the middle of the day.
Where anyone could walk in.
No one had, which was odd but maybe that had more to do with how loud the two of you happened to be that day. Nope, just a blindfold. This had to be one of the mildest days you had with him. Looking at him you could see a few cogs turning but finally he just shrugged at you. “Mhmm.” he hummed, playing with your fingers once more. “Just the blindfold.” It felt like there should be something else, maybe something you were missing but shoving that feeling off you nodded. “I don’t mind.” Seokjin shoved the blindfold into his pocket, as his lips were already on your neck. This was how it was with the two of you. Unless it was a quickie, you discussed, okayed and then he attacked. Sometimes it made you giggle, he was just so cute. Probably more so because when you touched him, you could tell that he was already semi-hard. His imagination of it all had been running wild and you giving him the go ahead just turned him on even more.
Seokjin pulled you into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck you kissed those pink plump lips that he knew very well were a personal favorite of yours. His hands were already sliding underneath your shirt, one hand rubbing your back and the other cupping your breast through your bra, his thumb teasing your nipple through the fabric between the two. He ran his fingers down your back, his barely there nails sending a shiver down your spine. You rolled your hips, at the same time you took his bottom lip into your mouth, sucking on it. He let out a low moan at the friction in his jeans with you sucking on his lip. Taking his hand out from your shirt, he tangled it into your hair yanking your head back and forcing your teeth to scrape against his lip hard, almost breaking the skin as his lip was freed from your clutches. He liked the pain, you knew this. A bit of roughness here and there could get him hard in a matter of seconds. You rolled your hips again, as he began kissing from your chin down your neck, pulling your shirt aside to lick along your collarbone.
He pulled back just enough to remove your shirt. You didn’t even notice your shirt being tossed to the floor because, your lips were at Seokjin’s ear, licking along it before biting on his earlobe and tugging. His hands were at your hips and he pressed you down against his hard-on. The warmth pooling in your groin had started from the moment his lips were on yours. He knew just how to tease you to the point that would beg for him to give you release. Seokjin managed to ride you on the edge for as long as he felt was necessary for that day. Sometimes it was quick, other times he drew it out, making your toes curl while he listened to you pants, cries, whines and mewls over and over. You never knew which way it was going to be and today was no different. The anticipation of finding out could make you wet even before he touched you. You used to find it embarrassing, as he’d tease you about it but now you didn’t care. All you wanted was Seokjin and that was exactly what you got.
His voice is in your ear, “Come on,” He says in that husky yet still soft voice only you get to hear. You nip his shoulder and hear him chuckle. He knows that you nipped him just because he spoke into your ear that way and you know that he’s chuckling because he knows it. Seokjin nudges your hips back and you stand up, pulling him with you, then he leads you into his bedroom which he actually doesn’t have share. The other two share one room.
As soon as you step into the room, your hands grab his shirt and pull it up over his shoulders. He’s been clothed for just about as long as you can handle. He may not have abs like a lot of girls like but his smooth, flat, tight stomach was more than enough for you. Running your hands over his waist and back as your lips explore his head chest, you feel a hand unhooking your bra. Quickly, sliding it off, you never let your lips leave his skin. Pushing him back towards the bed, you shove him down and get down on your knees. Running your thumb over his nipple before leaning in, licking then sucking on it. His hand slides to the back of you neck, grip tightening just slightly.
Your free hand begins to work on his jeans, rubbing his hardness once, then twice before trying to free him from the restriction but his hand covers yours and he pulls it away. “No.” Looking up at him you pout unintentionally but do as he says. He takes out the blindfold, rolling it up so that he can then tie it around your head. Seokjin guides you onto your feet and then pulls off your skirt for you. He stands up, hands on your hips, thumb rubbing circles into your hip bone while his lips press against the nape of your neck. He slowly kisses down your spine, warm breath ghosting across your skin making you shiver. His hand slides down the front of your panties and he’s rubbing you through the thin fabric. As he kisses back up your spine to your neck. You can hear a rustling noise as the only thing surrounding you is darkness, it sounds louder than it normally would. Then you feel the warmth of skin against you, you can feel his thighs as well has his dick pressing into your ass.
Seokjin’s stroking you very slowly through your panties, your breathing has grown heavier and the dampness is turning into full on wetness. He removes his hand as well as his body from you and it suddenly feels so cold, it makes you whine, “Seokjin..” His voice is at your ear again yet you can’t feel his touch anywhere. “Sit down and lay back on the bed.” You knew from before he put on the blindfold that you were more than close enough to the bed to do what he says, so you have no problem doing that just that without your sight.
Wiggling on the bed until you felt you were comfortably in the middle, you lie there wondering just how much time has past that you haven’t felt his sweet caress on your cheek. You really being to wonder how he’s so amazing at being so quiet. Honestly, you can hard hear him with whatever it was that he was doing. There is soft shuffling of feet on the carpet, and you thought you heard a click, probably the door properly being shu- oh and there you hear it, the resounding click of the door being locked. You couldn’t complain about that. Even though the dorm was empty right now that didn’t mean that it wouldn’t be empty a bit later.
The wait felt much too long, you were twitching and drawing circles and figure eights on the top of your thigh could only last so long. Your hand kept inching closer and closer to just start taking care of yourself, your hips almost rocking themselves but before you could get to do that a hand slapped yours. Lips were against your ear, “Nuh, uh. Be a good girl.” Moving your hand back to the sheet you whine at him to hurry up. Which he did, in the next moment you felt hands running over your thighs and you sighed into the touch. This was what you wanted, his skin on yours.
You felt lips on your knee, a kiss, then another moving up your inner thigh. A tongue running even further up your thigh, making your hips move just slightly in want of what you knew was to come. Two hands pushed your thighs apart and a tongue ran between your folds, the sudden warm, wetness made you moan. He began running his tongue in circles over your clit, as a hand slid underneath your ass, giving it a squeeze. Your hand grasped the sheets, as your felt him kiss you there just before his tongue pushed inside you. A gasp escaped your lips at the intrusion, it felt so good. No one had ever been able to work his tongue like he had. However, there was something about the way Seokjin was working his mouth that was different. Then again, he always wanted to do different things so maybe this was it. Your thoughts couldn’t too far along because right after his tongue was removed two fingers were shoved into you and the moan you let out was louder than you had meant to be. He curled his fingers as he pushed him in over and over.
His mouth went back to your clit as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. As soon as those lips wrapped around it, your hips bucked and then you rocked them in sync with his fingers. You wanted him to go deeper. Your breathing became heavier with each curl of those fingers, just barely touching the spot you knew would have you spiraling out of control. It’d be much too soon but you wanted it. Your body wanted it. It moved on it’s own trying to force his fingers deeper inside of you. Only for it to stop. His fingers were gone, no longer sucking on your clit and the most pathetic whimper came out.
A chuckle filled the air but right after it was cut off, something muffled happened and that chuckle was gone. Your brow furrowed for the slightest moment as you were confused but the desire you felt heavily outweighed any curiosity. “I want you.” You mumbled, hips still unable to stop from rolling a few more times as you really wanted to feel him deep inside you. The ear was next to your ear again, “Only if you get on hands and knees.”
Turning over, onto your hands and knees so quick you wouldn’t be surprised if you had done it in just the blink of an eye. You wanted him now, you needed him now. “Good girl.” He said, biting your ear before brushing his lips against yours in a sensual kiss. Oh, his full, full lips. How you wanted to kiss them over and over, but they were already gone before you could capture them again. However you could feel his hand massage your neck before sliding down your back and over your ass.
You heard a very soft mumble about you being impatient, so you said, “Yes, I am so hurry up. I want you inside me now.” You growled at him. All you could hear was a few rustling movements, the smell of just how wet you were filled the air and the soft sheets beneath you. There was nothing touching you besides the mattress beneath you, leaving you twitching, wanting, needing and whining at the lack of his touch.
Just as you were about to open your mouth and tell Seokjin to hurry up or you’d just climb on top of him, riding him hard. Hands slid up your thighs, one rubbing against your folds, just enough to make you moan deeply, moving your hips into his hand wanting to be touched more. The frustration you were feeling was beyond just building and you had had enough. Reaching back you grabbed his hand and placed it on your hip, “Fuck. Me. Now.” you said in your no nonsense voice.
In less than two seconds, he was slamming into you, making you cry out in surprise followed directly by a deep moan. It felt so good to have him finally inside you, his hips moving in a constant rhythm. You were glad he went hard and fast, none of the slow, easing into you making sure you were okay. Sometimes that was nice but you were in no condition to play that game. Except, Seokjin must have been all about teasing you today because just as he had found the rhythm that every inch of your body was feeling, he began slowing down.
The way he was moving was so aggravating that your hips kept trying to meet him, trying desperately to fill up as much of you as you could get. Whining out his name you urged him to go faster, instead a warm hand, rubbed your ass, which while it did feel really good, you wanted his dick more. However your pleas fell on deaf ears, he stopped pulled out of you and now you really were a mess. Seokjin was by your ear once again, “Jagiya, do you want something?” You could hear the amusement in his voice and it just frustrated you even more. His hand cupped your face, thumb caressing your cheek as his lips kissed right behind your ear and down your neck. “Seokjin, I swear if you don’t fuck me now and fuck me hard, I’m taking off this damn blind fold-” Your hand went to the blindfold to remove it anyways but he grabbed your wrist stopping you, “Nuh-uh, I promise babe I will but first. You remember what we talked about awhile ago?” Millions of topics ran through your head but you couldn’t possibly know which one he was talking about..
“You said you wouldn’t mind trying it once.” He said between kisses, hot breath against your skin, making your skin tingle in anticipation of him touching you once more. His hand began massaging your breast, tweaking your nipple between his thumb and index finger. Goosebumps broke out along your skin, it felt so good. He nibbled your shoulder before whispering in your ear something you had never expected. At least not today, not now. “Open your mouth.”
He didn’t even need to ask this, your mouth was already hanging open, still surprised but not quite as phased by it as you thought you would be. Hearing the bed creak, your left arm sunk into the mattress as Seokjin kneeled in front of you, his dick in his hand placing it against your lips. Your tongue licked across the slit and his pre-cum with a hint of sweetness to it. Running your tongue around the head, you felt his fingers tangle in your hair and push your head forward. His own soft moan filling the air. As he pushed further inside your mouth, someone else filled you up again once more, easing into you, you mewled around Seokjin’s dick and the vibrations against his skin had him pull tight on your hair and press himself further into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.
Fingertips dug into the skin at your hips and pulled you hard into his thrust, once, twice, three times. The motion from his thrusting into your propelled your forward, taking Seokjin deeper into your mouth. The fact that, Jungkook, four years younger than you was the one pounding into you and had been making you feel all sorts of pleasure so similar yet so different from the way that Seokjin worked you would in any other circumstances had made you mad.
Right now, you had become so hot, bothered and wet that you needed whoever it was to take care of you. Not to mention, it was actually one of your favorite past times to be pleasuring Seokjin with your mouth. You loved the way, you had control and made him let out those beautiful vocals of his strictly because of your ministrations and then get him so worked up that he couldn’t take it anymore and fucked your mouth. The way his hand yanked on your hair turned you on all the more.
Nimble fingers found your clit and began rubbing it counter clockwise with each thrust and this drove you crazy. Your hips bucked, trying to meet Jungkook even harder as he dug his nails in a little deeper with each thrust. The sting of his nails cutting into your skin just added to your pleasure. You could hear both of the guys breathing growing heavier. You placed one hand on his thigh and squeezed it tightly, it was becoming harder and harder for you to focus on sucking his dick, while Jungkook was hitting your sweet spot over and over while your rubbing your clit to the point that your legs had grown shaky and weak, tingly with so much stimulation you almost couldn’t handle it any longer. Your moans were growing more frequent as well as Seokjin’s soft yet deep in your ears. “Such pretty little lips..“
Jungkook you could hear the slap of his skin against yours and his own deep moans as his thrusts became erratic, his hand re-gripping on your hips pulling you even harder to meet his thrusts, while his other hand pressed on the small of your back, making you arch your back more.
Seokjin pulled hard on your hair as he filled your mouth to the brim and rode out his orgasm. Your hands were beginning to feel the strain, you wanted so badly to slide onto your forearms to give them a break. Seokjin was smoothed your hair and once you swallowed of Seokjin’s cum, you did just what you had wanted, licking your lips. Jungkook’s fingers still rubbing your clit, making your clench around him and his deep moans and curses at the action filled the room. They mixed with your own as your orgasm hit you harder than it had ever done so before. He was still thrusting inside you, each one hitting you in the right spot to make everything more intense. Your whole body was thrumming with the shockwaves of your orgasm. Another two deep thrusts and Jungkook released his load into you. Your arms, legs and even your face felt numb and tingly. The fingers at your hip released you and it stung at the sudden cool air against the abrasion. As soon as he slid out of you, your legs collapsed and you laid on the bed breathing hard, completely spent. Jungkook laid down beside you trying to calm his hitched breathing, still mumbling a “Fuck, that was so good.” every now and then.
If you weren’t so exhausted in the most pleasurable way you would have laughed at him. Seokjin was sitting beside you, took off the blindfold, brushing your hair out of your face and the sweat off your brow. Leaning over he kissed your shoulder. You wanted to smack him for springing this on you the way he had but there was no way you could speak right now. The numbness and tingly honestly hadn’t gone away yet. It was so much more intense than you had ever imagined it would be.
You could feel Seokjin’s smile against your skin. “You okay? Want some water?” He was always so sweet to you afterwards. Sometimes it made you wonder how he could be so demanding in the bedroom and then two seconds later be as sweet as pie. Then again that was Seokjin. His looks were so very deceiving. You nodded and off he went to get you what you had asked for. Rolling onto your back you glanced over to the younger male and groan. How did this even happen? Until this moment you had never once see Jeon Jungkook this way but fuck, he made you feel so many things and considering your current state you were well aware he was part of the problem.
That innocent smile of his was directed at you but the glint in his eye held so much deviousness that you were a bit scared to have another sexual encounter with him. Wait? Why were you even thinking about having another one with him. Biting your lip you smiled shyly and looked away from him. That boy was dangerous and that part of you deep down wouldn’t mind exploring him more. You cursed Seokjin in your head. “Here you go, babe.” He said, speak of the devil. Pulling yourself up, you took the glass and brought it up to your lips, taking a few sips. Passing it over to the one still lying next to you, he took it and sat up as well. “Hyung, I’m hungry.”
Now you really did laugh. Reaching for the covers you pulled them over you, a blush crept up your cheeks as not only Seokjin but Jungkook were looking at you. After everything that just happened you shouldn’t be shy at all, they had seen every inch of you. “Go shower, Jungkook-ah.” Seokjin told the hungry one and Jungkook knew he needed to leave the room now. He wanted to talk to you alone and if he needed food, he’d need to get dressed anyways. Feeling the mattress dip, Jungkook climbed over you. He hovered over you and grinned, “Noona, you were amazing.” The tips of his ears turned pink and your cheeks flushed. He got off the bed, and you being flustered stuttered in response, “Ah..T-thanks Jungkookie..Um..you were really good too.” There was a chuckle, as you pulled the sheet over your face more than embarrassed now. Seokjin was rubbing your back but you knew he was grinning and laughing at you quietly. “Noona’s cute, hyung. I’ll be quick.” You hear him tell your boyfriend and inwardly groan.
Passing the glass back into Seokjin’s hands general direction, some water slopped over and he almost dropped the glass. Place it on the floor, he slid into the bed next to you and pulled you into his arms, pulling the sheet down so he could see your face. “Are you mad?” He asked, eyes searching yours for any trace of it. Letting out a sigh, you shake your head. “No..not really. I mean WE had discussed this awhile ago..just Jungkook really?” You buried your face into his chest, feeling embarrassed again. Of all of his friends you hadn’t really though Jungkook would be his choice.
Seokjin’s thumb is rubbing circles on your arm, “Honestly, I was surprised too but he wanted some pointers and the more I thought about it the more it turned me on.” He continued telling you just about all the things he had thought of for the past week. His voice getting excited over certain parts. You really loved when he talked to you like that and you squeezed his side. Apparently, the thought of him watching you get sexually aroused with him on the sidelines turned him on to the point that he had to take care of himself a few times throughout the week and even made his dance practices difficult.
You had to admit, that it made you feel pretty proud that him thinking about you could get him that hot and bothered in all types of situations no matter where his focus was. “So wait, if you were giving him pointers…just what exactly did he do to me before you told me?” This really puzzled you because it meant that somewhere along the line Seokjin had to be the one touching you then went back to enjoying the view. His soft chuckle and lips pressed to the top of your head gave him away. He wasn’t going to tell you.
“Kim Seokjin..” You growl and he just laughs, slapping you on the butt. “Maybe I’ll show you later.” He says as he gets up, you raise an eyebrow at him. “Show me?” He just gives you this devilish grin as he heads to the door. “Yeah…show you.” He points to the video recorder and your eyes grow wide as you hop out of bed. “You did not!” He just continues grinning at you. “Shower time.” He says, holding the door open. The feeling in your arms, legs and face had come back by now and even though walked was a bit wobbly you were fine.
Glaring at him you stomp out of the room, the sheet still around you dragging on the floor as you go. “Jungkook-ah, pull out the take-out menus and order whatever you want but make sure to get enough for all of us alright.” He calls to the boy coming out of the shower in just a towel, lightly defined abs still damp and hair dripping. You bite your lip as you pass him to the shower and lock Seokjin out. You know that he was planning to take one with you but you couldn’t believe he not only didn’t tell you about Jungkook at first be he didn’t tell you he recorded it all too. That little jerk was going to get it later.
It’s not as if he was the only one who had ideas. Maybe those handcuffs and that whip you had gotten awhile ago as a gag birthday gift would come in handy. Clearly, your boyfriend needed to be taught a lesson. Turning on the shower you get in and laugh when you hear the door knob jiggle and your name being called. Serves him right. Your stomach grumbled and the thought of food being on it’s way made you shower quicker than you normally would have. Jeez, you were never this hungry after sex. Then again you had never had quite the experience as this one before either.
Damn Seokjin and those pink plump lips you loved so much. They were of course what got you into trouble every single time.
Pairing: JungkookxYouxSeokjin
Genre: Romance, Smut, College AU
Rating: NC-17
Summary: You knew Kim Seokjin, better than you hoped others did. At least that was how he made you feel. He was always full of quiet surprises and tonight was no different than any other.
Note: A bit of background, all of Bangtan are in college. They each have their own majors but are in a group that works hard together to further their music career overall.
6169 Words
Kim Seokjin had a kinky side. Yes, you always knew this. To be quite honest, it didn’t bother you in the slightest. The majority of the time you were up for trying new things. Sure some things seemed a little out of your comfort zone at first but either Seokjin would go into a little more detail it didn’t seem nearly as bad as it did at first or you would just go with it. The one thing he always did was make you felt safe and any sign from you to stop whatever new idea he had he did immediately. This was why you never really were surprised anymore by anything that he said to you.
Or that was what you had thought…
“Hyung..” Seokjin hears a familiar hint of a whine calling after him. He was on his way to the practice room. They had a performance for a festival that the college was holding in a few weeks. Dancing had never been his strongest point but he had improved a lot. Of course, that was because he practiced a lot more than the others. He had to otherwise the moves wouldn’t stick in his mind. They would for a day or two but after that he’d miss an arm movement here, a turn there. Personally, he hated holding up the rest of his members from learning the dance just because he didn’t spend enough time going through it. They all worked really hard and being the eldest he felt like he should work just as hard if not harder. Be an example and all.
Not looking behind him, he spoke to the person who probably wouldn’t leave him be until he agreed. “Yes, Jungkook-ah?” The maknae caught up to Seokjin in just a few strides, benefit of having some height. “Have you thought about what we talked about the other day?” He almost wanted to sigh, but there was so much restrained hope in the others voice that he refrained from doing so. That conversation was one that Seokjin had actually thrown him off his guard. Most times he wasn’t phased by with the other members would talk about whether with him or in front of him. They were guys and could get onto some crazy topics, especially when Taehyung added in his weird comments. Nothing was off limits between them and maybe that was the problem.
Opening the door to an empty practice room, Seokjin walked directly over to the corner and dropped his bag there. He didn’t have much, just his iPod, music, change of clothes and a towel. He had planned on being here for awhile. Pulling out his iPod he connected it and set it to repeat just one song. “I have.” Is all he says to Jungkook who had come in behind him shutting the door. Not saying more to the kid, he played the song, turning up the volume before stepping back to get into his position. He was never first up so it gave him plenty of time. Honestly he liked that. It was always nerve-wracking when he was on stage at least the first couple of seconds were. This gave him time to feel the music and calm his nerves so he could sing as well as do his dance to perfection. Or as close as to perfection as Seokjin got.
Jungkook moved away from the door, towards the back of the room to sit down and watch his hyung while quietly waiting for an answer. Running through the routine, the younger would give Seokjin pointers here and there. Reinforce that he was doing a good job at specific moves. It was helpful and rather nice. It helped to put him in a better mood. Even still the room was heavy with a unnecessary question to which was getting a very silent answer. It made Jungkook tap his finger on his knee, the only noticeable sign that he was growing frustrated waiting patiently.
After about an hour of Seokjin doing the routine over and over again. He stopped, sweat dripping down the back of his neck, off his brow, that he used the back of his hand to wipe away. Stopping the iPod from playing the music yet again, he walked over to get his water bottle and towel but Jungkook was standing right behind him holding them both out to him. He smiled softly at him, “Thanks Kookie.” Before wiping off his sweat he leaned his head back squirting the water into his mouth, not really caring that some of it was dripping down his chin.
“What?”
He asked looking straight ahead now at the younger male. Jungkook reached out and wiped off the water from his chin. “You’re making a mess hyung. I thought you were supposed to be the older one?!” he said as he shook his head. Seokjin just blinked at him for a minute before giving him a playful shove. “Yah, I can drink how I like.” he grumbled before drinking some move of his water and finally drying off his sweat. It was getting in his eyes and he hated that. Jungkook leaned his shoulder against the wall, arms crossed, staring at his hyung.
Seokjin hated when he did that. Those eyes were like a puppy that had sprained it’s paw, just staring at you sadly, waiting for you to make it better. To him it was that intense but instead of being hurt, Jungkook was just pleading with him silently to answer his question and preferably with a yes. They all gave into the maknae a bit too much. It was hard not to, when he wasn’t being a snaky little brat he was being really cute. Jungkook didn’t have much of a middle ground.
Tossing his towel on the floor, Seokjin made the mistake of meeting Jungkook’s puppy dog eyes. He really did sigh now. Rubbing the back of his head, he thought a little bit more. The proposition hadn’t been such a weird one to Seokjin, the younger wanted to learn a little more. Knowledge was good. He was just hesitating because he had never gone to this type of extreme with any of his partners. It had always just been them and him. He didn’t bring in other outside forces perse and honestly, this would require that.
To be more exact, Seokjin wanted it to be exactly that. If he was going to teach Jungkook anything it was going to be hands on. He always felt like that was the best way to learn. He had been having all sorts of problems while debating this. His mind went into such detail of all the possibilities and which would be more effective for them as individuals as well as both together that he had to excuse himself from meals and practices for much more frequent bathroom breaks. Getting a hard on in the middle of dance and vocal practices was never something he preferred. If the lack of attention wasn’t bad enough, everyone knowing his business was worse. Because you can bet that at least one member would be asking him about it.
Probably Hoseok, he was actually rather observant, so was Namjoon but nine times out of ten it was Hoseok he picked up on those things. He could hear him asking him repeatedly, just what he was thinking about and why he wouldn’t share. Even worse the ‘We always share good porn, don’t hold back on me now.’ Which was true. They weren’t shy about those things. It wasn’t as if they lived in a big space where you had your privacy. Their dorm was small and privacy literally non-existent.
“Fine, Jungkook,” He said, feeling like he might regret this later. Pushing off of the wall, Jungkook did a little dance expressing how happy he was that he had managed to get his way yet again. Only to stop when Seokjin pushed his finger hard into his chest, “BUT..” Growing serious once more, the maknae listened to his hyung. “My rules, you don’t do anything without my okay. Nothing, not even breathe.” A hand wrapped around the finger Seokjin was pressing into the younger’s chest, pulling it down. “Okay, hyung I’ll do exactly as you say but not even you can breathe on command.” A hand ruffled his hair but before Seokjin could grab it, Jungkook was already bouncing to the door, full of grins.
Shaking his head, he started to walk back to the center of the room but a head popped back in the room just around the door. “Have fun practicing, hyung! Fighting!” he raised a fist in encouragement and Seokjin just shooed him out the door, ignoring the laughter from a much too bubbly Jungkook. Turning on his music again, Seokjin went back to his practice. He was there for another 2 in a half hours before leaving.
It wasn’t often that you were in his dorm. Actually, you had only been in it once before. It smelled of old gym socks and ramen noodles. Then again, there were three males sharing this dorm room. Yet another reason why you hadn’t visited often. There was almost always someone there, which you didn’t mind too much but Seokjin liked it more quiet. He didn’t like being interrupted and he would often say you didn’t need to be subjected to Taehyung’s weird tendencies. He about had a fit after he came in to find Taehyung smelling your hair. He was actually holding strands of your hair up to his nose and smelling it. You thought it was rather funny that he thought your shampoo smelled that good. Seokjin was not so amused.
You knocked an was let in almost immediately. Seokjin had his quiet smile on but you could tell that he was thrumming with excitement. His eyes gave it away. It was one of those days. You were quite happy you had decided to put on your cute panties compared to the plain lazy day ones you had originally grabbed. Wondering what new idea he had come up with as you walked further into the dorm, it wasn’t long before Seokjin told you. Actually, it was more like show you. He had shut and locked the door behind you, following you over to the couch.
Pulling out what looked handkerchief to, your brows furrowed. Had you been wrong? Over the past year, you had gotten pretty good at figuring out his silent cues. Watching as he licked his lips, momentarily distracting you they did, he finally began speaking. “Do you mind I blindfold you this time?” His smile was almost blinding in combination with the excitement that was dripping from his lips. How could you possibly deny him?
“Not really, but what else?” Seokjin rubbed his hand down your arm, until he was holding your hand in his, playing with your fingers. “What else?” He looked back at you slightly confused. That was it? Only a blind fold? The surprise couldn’t be hidden from your expression. There was always something more. Like some new toy he wanted to try, or the time he wanted to have sex with you in front a whole row of mirrors.
In the practice dance rooms.
Door unlocked.
In the middle of the day.
Where anyone could walk in.
No one had, which was odd but maybe that had more to do with how loud the two of you happened to be that day. Nope, just a blindfold. This had to be one of the mildest days you had with him. Looking at him you could see a few cogs turning but finally he just shrugged at you. “Mhmm.” he hummed, playing with your fingers once more. “Just the blindfold.” It felt like there should be something else, maybe something you were missing but shoving that feeling off you nodded. “I don’t mind.” Seokjin shoved the blindfold into his pocket, as his lips were already on your neck. This was how it was with the two of you. Unless it was a quickie, you discussed, okayed and then he attacked. Sometimes it made you giggle, he was just so cute. Probably more so because when you touched him, you could tell that he was already semi-hard. His imagination of it all had been running wild and you giving him the go ahead just turned him on even more.
Seokjin pulled you into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck you kissed those pink plump lips that he knew very well were a personal favorite of yours. His hands were already sliding underneath your shirt, one hand rubbing your back and the other cupping your breast through your bra, his thumb teasing your nipple through the fabric between the two. He ran his fingers down your back, his barely there nails sending a shiver down your spine. You rolled your hips, at the same time you took his bottom lip into your mouth, sucking on it. He let out a low moan at the friction in his jeans with you sucking on his lip. Taking his hand out from your shirt, he tangled it into your hair yanking your head back and forcing your teeth to scrape against his lip hard, almost breaking the skin as his lip was freed from your clutches. He liked the pain, you knew this. A bit of roughness here and there could get him hard in a matter of seconds. You rolled your hips again, as he began kissing from your chin down your neck, pulling your shirt aside to lick along your collarbone.
He pulled back just enough to remove your shirt. You didn’t even notice your shirt being tossed to the floor because, your lips were at Seokjin’s ear, licking along it before biting on his earlobe and tugging. His hands were at your hips and he pressed you down against his hard-on. The warmth pooling in your groin had started from the moment his lips were on yours. He knew just how to tease you to the point that would beg for him to give you release. Seokjin managed to ride you on the edge for as long as he felt was necessary for that day. Sometimes it was quick, other times he drew it out, making your toes curl while he listened to you pants, cries, whines and mewls over and over. You never knew which way it was going to be and today was no different. The anticipation of finding out could make you wet even before he touched you. You used to find it embarrassing, as he’d tease you about it but now you didn’t care. All you wanted was Seokjin and that was exactly what you got.
His voice is in your ear, “Come on,” He says in that husky yet still soft voice only you get to hear. You nip his shoulder and hear him chuckle. He knows that you nipped him just because he spoke into your ear that way and you know that he’s chuckling because he knows it. Seokjin nudges your hips back and you stand up, pulling him with you, then he leads you into his bedroom which he actually doesn’t have share. The other two share one room.
As soon as you step into the room, your hands grab his shirt and pull it up over his shoulders. He’s been clothed for just about as long as you can handle. He may not have abs like a lot of girls like but his smooth, flat, tight stomach was more than enough for you. Running your hands over his waist and back as your lips explore his head chest, you feel a hand unhooking your bra. Quickly, sliding it off, you never let your lips leave his skin. Pushing him back towards the bed, you shove him down and get down on your knees. Running your thumb over his nipple before leaning in, licking then sucking on it. His hand slides to the back of you neck, grip tightening just slightly.
Your free hand begins to work on his jeans, rubbing his hardness once, then twice before trying to free him from the restriction but his hand covers yours and he pulls it away. “No.” Looking up at him you pout unintentionally but do as he says. He takes out the blindfold, rolling it up so that he can then tie it around your head. Seokjin guides you onto your feet and then pulls off your skirt for you. He stands up, hands on your hips, thumb rubbing circles into your hip bone while his lips press against the nape of your neck. He slowly kisses down your spine, warm breath ghosting across your skin making you shiver. His hand slides down the front of your panties and he’s rubbing you through the thin fabric. As he kisses back up your spine to your neck. You can hear a rustling noise as the only thing surrounding you is darkness, it sounds louder than it normally would. Then you feel the warmth of skin against you, you can feel his thighs as well has his dick pressing into your ass.
Seokjin’s stroking you very slowly through your panties, your breathing has grown heavier and the dampness is turning into full on wetness. He removes his hand as well as his body from you and it suddenly feels so cold, it makes you whine, “Seokjin..” His voice is at your ear again yet you can’t feel his touch anywhere. “Sit down and lay back on the bed.” You knew from before he put on the blindfold that you were more than close enough to the bed to do what he says, so you have no problem doing that just that without your sight.
Wiggling on the bed until you felt you were comfortably in the middle, you lie there wondering just how much time has past that you haven’t felt his sweet caress on your cheek. You really being to wonder how he’s so amazing at being so quiet. Honestly, you can hard hear him with whatever it was that he was doing. There is soft shuffling of feet on the carpet, and you thought you heard a click, probably the door properly being shu- oh and there you hear it, the resounding click of the door being locked. You couldn’t complain about that. Even though the dorm was empty right now that didn’t mean that it wouldn’t be empty a bit later.
The wait felt much too long, you were twitching and drawing circles and figure eights on the top of your thigh could only last so long. Your hand kept inching closer and closer to just start taking care of yourself, your hips almost rocking themselves but before you could get to do that a hand slapped yours. Lips were against your ear, “Nuh, uh. Be a good girl.” Moving your hand back to the sheet you whine at him to hurry up. Which he did, in the next moment you felt hands running over your thighs and you sighed into the touch. This was what you wanted, his skin on yours.
You felt lips on your knee, a kiss, then another moving up your inner thigh. A tongue running even further up your thigh, making your hips move just slightly in want of what you knew was to come. Two hands pushed your thighs apart and a tongue ran between your folds, the sudden warm, wetness made you moan. He began running his tongue in circles over your clit, as a hand slid underneath your ass, giving it a squeeze. Your hand grasped the sheets, as your felt him kiss you there just before his tongue pushed inside you. A gasp escaped your lips at the intrusion, it felt so good. No one had ever been able to work his tongue like he had. However, there was something about the way Seokjin was working his mouth that was different. Then again, he always wanted to do different things so maybe this was it. Your thoughts couldn’t too far along because right after his tongue was removed two fingers were shoved into you and the moan you let out was louder than you had meant to be. He curled his fingers as he pushed him in over and over.
His mouth went back to your clit as he continued to fuck you with his fingers. As soon as those lips wrapped around it, your hips bucked and then you rocked them in sync with his fingers. You wanted him to go deeper. Your breathing became heavier with each curl of those fingers, just barely touching the spot you knew would have you spiraling out of control. It’d be much too soon but you wanted it. Your body wanted it. It moved on it’s own trying to force his fingers deeper inside of you. Only for it to stop. His fingers were gone, no longer sucking on your clit and the most pathetic whimper came out.
A chuckle filled the air but right after it was cut off, something muffled happened and that chuckle was gone. Your brow furrowed for the slightest moment as you were confused but the desire you felt heavily outweighed any curiosity. “I want you.” You mumbled, hips still unable to stop from rolling a few more times as you really wanted to feel him deep inside you. The ear was next to your ear again, “Only if you get on hands and knees.”
Turning over, onto your hands and knees so quick you wouldn’t be surprised if you had done it in just the blink of an eye. You wanted him now, you needed him now. “Good girl.” He said, biting your ear before brushing his lips against yours in a sensual kiss. Oh, his full, full lips. How you wanted to kiss them over and over, but they were already gone before you could capture them again. However you could feel his hand massage your neck before sliding down your back and over your ass.
You heard a very soft mumble about you being impatient, so you said, “Yes, I am so hurry up. I want you inside me now.” You growled at him. All you could hear was a few rustling movements, the smell of just how wet you were filled the air and the soft sheets beneath you. There was nothing touching you besides the mattress beneath you, leaving you twitching, wanting, needing and whining at the lack of his touch.
Just as you were about to open your mouth and tell Seokjin to hurry up or you’d just climb on top of him, riding him hard. Hands slid up your thighs, one rubbing against your folds, just enough to make you moan deeply, moving your hips into his hand wanting to be touched more. The frustration you were feeling was beyond just building and you had had enough. Reaching back you grabbed his hand and placed it on your hip, “Fuck. Me. Now.” you said in your no nonsense voice.
In less than two seconds, he was slamming into you, making you cry out in surprise followed directly by a deep moan. It felt so good to have him finally inside you, his hips moving in a constant rhythm. You were glad he went hard and fast, none of the slow, easing into you making sure you were okay. Sometimes that was nice but you were in no condition to play that game. Except, Seokjin must have been all about teasing you today because just as he had found the rhythm that every inch of your body was feeling, he began slowing down.
The way he was moving was so aggravating that your hips kept trying to meet him, trying desperately to fill up as much of you as you could get. Whining out his name you urged him to go faster, instead a warm hand, rubbed your ass, which while it did feel really good, you wanted his dick more. However your pleas fell on deaf ears, he stopped pulled out of you and now you really were a mess. Seokjin was by your ear once again, “Jagiya, do you want something?” You could hear the amusement in his voice and it just frustrated you even more. His hand cupped your face, thumb caressing your cheek as his lips kissed right behind your ear and down your neck. “Seokjin, I swear if you don’t fuck me now and fuck me hard, I’m taking off this damn blind fold-” Your hand went to the blindfold to remove it anyways but he grabbed your wrist stopping you, “Nuh-uh, I promise babe I will but first. You remember what we talked about awhile ago?” Millions of topics ran through your head but you couldn’t possibly know which one he was talking about..
“You said you wouldn’t mind trying it once.” He said between kisses, hot breath against your skin, making your skin tingle in anticipation of him touching you once more. His hand began massaging your breast, tweaking your nipple between his thumb and index finger. Goosebumps broke out along your skin, it felt so good. He nibbled your shoulder before whispering in your ear something you had never expected. At least not today, not now. “Open your mouth.”
He didn’t even need to ask this, your mouth was already hanging open, still surprised but not quite as phased by it as you thought you would be. Hearing the bed creak, your left arm sunk into the mattress as Seokjin kneeled in front of you, his dick in his hand placing it against your lips. Your tongue licked across the slit and his pre-cum with a hint of sweetness to it. Running your tongue around the head, you felt his fingers tangle in your hair and push your head forward. His own soft moan filling the air. As he pushed further inside your mouth, someone else filled you up again once more, easing into you, you mewled around Seokjin’s dick and the vibrations against his skin had him pull tight on your hair and press himself further into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.
Fingertips dug into the skin at your hips and pulled you hard into his thrust, once, twice, three times. The motion from his thrusting into your propelled your forward, taking Seokjin deeper into your mouth. The fact that, Jungkook, four years younger than you was the one pounding into you and had been making you feel all sorts of pleasure so similar yet so different from the way that Seokjin worked you would in any other circumstances had made you mad.
Right now, you had become so hot, bothered and wet that you needed whoever it was to take care of you. Not to mention, it was actually one of your favorite past times to be pleasuring Seokjin with your mouth. You loved the way, you had control and made him let out those beautiful vocals of his strictly because of your ministrations and then get him so worked up that he couldn’t take it anymore and fucked your mouth. The way his hand yanked on your hair turned you on all the more.
Nimble fingers found your clit and began rubbing it counter clockwise with each thrust and this drove you crazy. Your hips bucked, trying to meet Jungkook even harder as he dug his nails in a little deeper with each thrust. The sting of his nails cutting into your skin just added to your pleasure. You could hear both of the guys breathing growing heavier. You placed one hand on his thigh and squeezed it tightly, it was becoming harder and harder for you to focus on sucking his dick, while Jungkook was hitting your sweet spot over and over while your rubbing your clit to the point that your legs had grown shaky and weak, tingly with so much stimulation you almost couldn’t handle it any longer. Your moans were growing more frequent as well as Seokjin’s soft yet deep in your ears. “Such pretty little lips..“
Jungkook you could hear the slap of his skin against yours and his own deep moans as his thrusts became erratic, his hand re-gripping on your hips pulling you even harder to meet his thrusts, while his other hand pressed on the small of your back, making you arch your back more.
Seokjin pulled hard on your hair as he filled your mouth to the brim and rode out his orgasm. Your hands were beginning to feel the strain, you wanted so badly to slide onto your forearms to give them a break. Seokjin was smoothed your hair and once you swallowed of Seokjin’s cum, you did just what you had wanted, licking your lips. Jungkook’s fingers still rubbing your clit, making your clench around him and his deep moans and curses at the action filled the room. They mixed with your own as your orgasm hit you harder than it had ever done so before. He was still thrusting inside you, each one hitting you in the right spot to make everything more intense. Your whole body was thrumming with the shockwaves of your orgasm. Another two deep thrusts and Jungkook released his load into you. Your arms, legs and even your face felt numb and tingly. The fingers at your hip released you and it stung at the sudden cool air against the abrasion. As soon as he slid out of you, your legs collapsed and you laid on the bed breathing hard, completely spent. Jungkook laid down beside you trying to calm his hitched breathing, still mumbling a “Fuck, that was so good.” every now and then.
If you weren’t so exhausted in the most pleasurable way you would have laughed at him. Seokjin was sitting beside you, took off the blindfold, brushing your hair out of your face and the sweat off your brow. Leaning over he kissed your shoulder. You wanted to smack him for springing this on you the way he had but there was no way you could speak right now. The numbness and tingly honestly hadn’t gone away yet. It was so much more intense than you had ever imagined it would be.
You could feel Seokjin’s smile against your skin. “You okay? Want some water?” He was always so sweet to you afterwards. Sometimes it made you wonder how he could be so demanding in the bedroom and then two seconds later be as sweet as pie. Then again that was Seokjin. His looks were so very deceiving. You nodded and off he went to get you what you had asked for. Rolling onto your back you glanced over to the younger male and groan. How did this even happen? Until this moment you had never once see Jeon Jungkook this way but fuck, he made you feel so many things and considering your current state you were well aware he was part of the problem.
That innocent smile of his was directed at you but the glint in his eye held so much deviousness that you were a bit scared to have another sexual encounter with him. Wait? Why were you even thinking about having another one with him. Biting your lip you smiled shyly and looked away from him. That boy was dangerous and that part of you deep down wouldn’t mind exploring him more. You cursed Seokjin in your head. “Here you go, babe.” He said, speak of the devil. Pulling yourself up, you took the glass and brought it up to your lips, taking a few sips. Passing it over to the one still lying next to you, he took it and sat up as well. “Hyung, I’m hungry.”
Now you really did laugh. Reaching for the covers you pulled them over you, a blush crept up your cheeks as not only Seokjin but Jungkook were looking at you. After everything that just happened you shouldn’t be shy at all, they had seen every inch of you. “Go shower, Jungkook-ah.” Seokjin told the hungry one and Jungkook knew he needed to leave the room now. He wanted to talk to you alone and if he needed food, he’d need to get dressed anyways. Feeling the mattress dip, Jungkook climbed over you. He hovered over you and grinned, “Noona, you were amazing.” The tips of his ears turned pink and your cheeks flushed. He got off the bed, and you being flustered stuttered in response, “Ah..T-thanks Jungkookie..Um..you were really good too.” There was a chuckle, as you pulled the sheet over your face more than embarrassed now. Seokjin was rubbing your back but you knew he was grinning and laughing at you quietly. “Noona’s cute, hyung. I’ll be quick.” You hear him tell your boyfriend and inwardly groan.
Passing the glass back into Seokjin’s hands general direction, some water slopped over and he almost dropped the glass. Place it on the floor, he slid into the bed next to you and pulled you into his arms, pulling the sheet down so he could see your face. “Are you mad?” He asked, eyes searching yours for any trace of it. Letting out a sigh, you shake your head. “No..not really. I mean WE had discussed this awhile ago..just Jungkook really?” You buried your face into his chest, feeling embarrassed again. Of all of his friends you hadn’t really though Jungkook would be his choice.
Seokjin’s thumb is rubbing circles on your arm, “Honestly, I was surprised too but he wanted some pointers and the more I thought about it the more it turned me on.” He continued telling you just about all the things he had thought of for the past week. His voice getting excited over certain parts. You really loved when he talked to you like that and you squeezed his side. Apparently, the thought of him watching you get sexually aroused with him on the sidelines turned him on to the point that he had to take care of himself a few times throughout the week and even made his dance practices difficult.
You had to admit, that it made you feel pretty proud that him thinking about you could get him that hot and bothered in all types of situations no matter where his focus was. “So wait, if you were giving him pointers…just what exactly did he do to me before you told me?” This really puzzled you because it meant that somewhere along the line Seokjin had to be the one touching you then went back to enjoying the view. His soft chuckle and lips pressed to the top of your head gave him away. He wasn’t going to tell you.
“Kim Seokjin..” You growl and he just laughs, slapping you on the butt. “Maybe I’ll show you later.” He says as he gets up, you raise an eyebrow at him. “Show me?” He just gives you this devilish grin as he heads to the door. “Yeah…show you.” He points to the video recorder and your eyes grow wide as you hop out of bed. “You did not!” He just continues grinning at you. “Shower time.” He says, holding the door open. The feeling in your arms, legs and face had come back by now and even though walked was a bit wobbly you were fine.
Glaring at him you stomp out of the room, the sheet still around you dragging on the floor as you go. “Jungkook-ah, pull out the take-out menus and order whatever you want but make sure to get enough for all of us alright.” He calls to the boy coming out of the shower in just a towel, lightly defined abs still damp and hair dripping. You bite your lip as you pass him to the shower and lock Seokjin out. You know that he was planning to take one with you but you couldn’t believe he not only didn’t tell you about Jungkook at first be he didn’t tell you he recorded it all too. That little jerk was going to get it later.
It’s not as if he was the only one who had ideas. Maybe those handcuffs and that whip you had gotten awhile ago as a gag birthday gift would come in handy. Clearly, your boyfriend needed to be taught a lesson. Turning on the shower you get in and laugh when you hear the door knob jiggle and your name being called. Serves him right. Your stomach grumbled and the thought of food being on it’s way made you shower quicker than you normally would have. Jeez, you were never this hungry after sex. Then again you had never had quite the experience as this one before either.
Damn Seokjin and those pink plump lips you loved so much. They were of course what got you into trouble every single time.