Chapter 19

"So how are you liking Korea so far?" Mingyu asks after carefully pouring some soju into the shot glass floating inside the beer in the middle of the table.

They are playing a game called Titanic, a favorite drinking game amongst the group. It involves a half filled cup of beer with a shot glass inside. Each participant has to take turns pouring soju inside the shot glass and whoever sinks it drinks the whole thing.

"I like it a lot so far," she says, taking the bottle and carefully pouring a little stream into the shot glass. She smiles when it doesn't tip over and passes the bottle to Jungkook.

"Much different from home," she adds now that she's done with her turn.

"Really? How so?" he asks, curiosity in his tone.

"Yeah, I feel like foreigners feel this way. What makes it so different?" DK asks, also curious.

"Well, where I lived before I moved here was a really small city in Alabama. It was in a really rural area so life was very...slow there for lack of a better word. There's a handful of the essential places like gas stations, restaurants, grocery stores, and health facilities—but that was about it. If we wanted to do something fun, we had to travel at least 45 minutes to an hour to the next city," she explains and their brows shoot up as if they can't imagine a place so dismal.

"Wow, so what made you choose here?" BamBam asks, laughing as Jimin cursed under his breath as the shot glass sank into the beer.

"Chug, chug, chug!" the group chanted as Jimin downed the beer and soju mix before fishing the shot glass out and pouring more beer from the pitcher, resetting the game.

"My cousin lives here and we're super close so I figured why not?" she says, watching as DK takes his turn.

"Is that why your Korean is so good?" he asks and she nods, chuckling when BamBam takes his turn, his eyes widening comically when he pours more than he intended, his shoulders sagging with relief when the shot glass stabilizes and doesn't tip.

"Yeah, he taught me when we were pretty young. He moved to the states for a few years when we were kids and came back for college," she says, taking when Mingyu doesn't tip the nearly brimming shot glass. No matter how steady her hand is, she's most likely going to tip it.

"Ooh,"BamBam says, making her laugh when the first drop of soju send the glass tipping over inside the beer.

"I'll drink it for you Noona—" both JK and Jimin offer at the same time, making her giggle.

"Look at you two both nobly volunteering to be the black knights," BamBam teases, amused.

"Black knights?" she asks, tilting her head curiously.

"When a person offers to drink for another person, they're referred to as the black knight," he explains and she nods, pulling the glass close to her.

"I appreciate the offer guys but I'm a big girl. I have to drink the first one at least," she says before tipping the glass up.

She's pleasantly surprised by the taste. She usually hates beer but this one is light and almost fruity.

"Not gonna lie, I was expecting that to taste like ass. I usually don't like beer," she says, making them all crack up, eyes wide in surprise as she fishes the shot glass out and pours more beer into the cup.

"Noona!" Jimin laughs, his contagious laugh making her laugh as well.

"What?" she asks, laughing.

"He's probably wondering how you know what ass tastes like," BamBam says, making her laugh hard.

"Oh shut up! You all knew what I meant," she exclaims, making them laugh.

"Aish, this man teases everyone," JK chuckles, facepalming.

"I do, I do! Don't mind me," Bambam replies, still laughing so hard that when it's his turn, his jerky movements make the glass tip over despite not being very full.

"That's what you get. Anyways, how do you like working for these guys? Are you ARMY?" Mingyu asks as BamBam drinks.

"I like it a lot so far. They're all very kind. And um...I guess. I just started listening to their music...a little over a month ago. I know I'm late to the party but I've really enjoyed what I've heard so far," she says, making his and DK's brows shoot up.

"Late to the party is an understatement Noona. We've been in the game for 14 years now," Jimin teases and she shoots him a sheepish grin.

"I know, but better late than never right?" She shrugs and JK nods.

"There's a saying amongst our fandom that I love. It goes, "you find BTS when you need them most." Whether that rings true for you or not, I'm just glad you found us regardless," he says, looking over at her, his arms crossed, his knee bouncing under that table, and his tongue sliding his piercing back and forth.

"Thats incredibly sweet," she says with a little pout and he chuckles before looking away, seemingly embarrassed.

"So, since you hadn't heard of these guys until a month ago, I'm guessing it's safe to assume you're new to Kpop entirely," DK says in a questioning tone, drawing her attention to him.

"Yeah, very new. My cousin and his boyfriend have shown me some of their favorites but it's so much to remember. I really enjoy the choreo and the production of Kpop videos so far. The MVs eat," she replies, sighing when she realizes it's her turn again and the nearly full shot glass is bobbing around in the glass.

"One of you keeps setting me up," she says, pointing between Mingyu and DK and they both raise their hands as if they're innocent and have no clue what she's talking about.

She squints over at them while she drinks, sending them into a fit of laughter and this time, JK refills the cup for her.

"Do you think you've seen any of our videos?" BamBam asks and she tsks, really studying all their faces.

"Come to think of it, you do look familiar," she says, pointing at Mingyu.

"Him and not me?" DK asks, making her laugh and shrug.

"Yeah, I think I remember seeing you in an MV. Do you rap?" she asks and Mingyu nods, rubbing his hands together.

"Yes, I do. Do you remember how the song goes?" he asks and she sits back, thinking.

"Hmm, not enough to remember the lyrics but if I'm remembering correctly; you had some heart shaped shades on and there was another guy with green streaks in his hair. Come to think of it, there was a lot of green in that video, like your outfits," she says and recognition lights everyone's eyes.

"Lalali," all the men at the table say at the same time before laughing at themselves.

"Jinx, we all drink," they say, pouring themselves shots and knocking them back.

"Ah, so that's why you recognize him and not me. We're in the same group, Seventeen, but I'm not in that video," DK says and she nods, snapping her fingers.

"Ah, okay—Seventeen. I do remember them mentioning that your group is split into subgroups," she says and he smiles, nodding.

"Exactly," he says, pleased. "I'm in the vocal unit," he adds and she nods.

"So you're going to have to listen to more of our songs now and remember when you do that I have to be your bias—at least in the vocal unit—since we've met," DK says, making her laugh.

"Look, I'm new to Kpop, but not new enough that I'll promise you that. Picking a bias is next to impossible," she says, making them laugh.

"You're going to have to give me suggestions too because if you have a big discography, I'll definitely get overwhelmed and not listen to anything. I know myself," she says, provoking another round of laughter.

"You don't stray far from the truth do you?" BamBam laughs, amused by her straightforwardness.

"The truth is always easier than a lie," she quips.

"Well then, do you have a bias in BTS?" BamBam asks and she scoffs.

"No, and if I did, I wouldn't dare say it," she says, gesturing to the two men on her left already giving her the side eye.

"Come on, you can tell us who. We won't be jealous, I promise," Jimin drawls, a sly grin on his face.

"Nope, not a chance. I just said I don't have to one," she doubles down, turning away from him.

"Well, what's your favorite genre?" Mingyu asks, passing the soju to her and she's relieved when she sees that the shot glass isn't overly filled. After a carefully poured stream, she passes the bottle to JK and answers.

"I'm a R&B and ballad girlie but I enjoy multiple genres. Can't go wrong with a pop bop," she says, making him chuckle.

JK groans as the shot sinks and Jimin teases him for being off his game. When DK and Mingyu start calling out song suggestions, she pulls out her phone so she could put them in her notes. There was no way she was going to remember them otherwise.

A text from Kev comes through, letting her know that he and Jungmin were ready to go and she pouts.

"Well gentlemen, I hate to cut this short but this is my ride," she says, and they all protest.

"Noona, you know you can just ride with us," JK says and Jimin nods his agreement.

"But, we're not supposed to be seen together," she says, fingers still poised to type on her phone.

"We won't be. We'll go out back and the driver will pull right up to the door. We've never been seen leaving here before," Jimin says, his pout and eyes urging her to stay.

"Only if you're sure," she sighs and both he and JK nod.

"Trust us, we wouldn't suggest it if it wasn't safe. We'd never want you swept up in the media," JK assures and she shoots a text to Kev, letting him know that she was leaving with Jimin and Jungkook and to text her when he and Jungmin got home. She made him assure her that they had called a taxi and would come back for the car the following day before she put her phone down and focused on the table again.

"So what about you BamBam, are you in a group too or are you a solo artist?"

To say the trio were tipsy by the time they left the bar would be an understatement, but poor Jimin was the worst of them all after an unfortunate losing streak. JK had to help him into the car and he was asleep before they even left the parking lot.

"Jungkook-ssi," she starts, her eyes on the blurring lights outside the window.

"JK," he corrects.

"JK, do you happen to have any tattoo salve? I forgot to buy some from the shop," she says and he tsks, thinking.

"I'll have to look. It's been a while since I've had one done, so I may not have any," he says with a yawn and she nods in understanding.

"If I don't, you have time to get some though. You're supposed to keep the second skin on for at least 24 hours—sometimes longer depending on your artist's aftercare instructions," he says, making her sigh.

"But it itches and my skin feels tight," she groans, making him chuckle.

"Both normal. Your skin is swollen right now, which is why it feels tight and a fresh tattoo is a wound so it'll itch while it heals," he explains.

"Makes sense. I'm glad this one isn't itching yet," she says, gesturing to the one behind her ear.

"You got one there too?" he asks and she nods, tilting her head so he could see it with his phone light.

"Cute, angel numbers right?" he asks and she nods.

"Since that one doesn't have second skin on it, it'll definitely need to be cleaned. If I can't find that salve, I'm sure we have some sort of ointment in the first aid kit that will work until you can get some," he says.

"Okay," she says, covering her mouth when a small yawn escapes.

"Can I ask you something?" he asks and she turns her attention to him, nodding.

"Why Suga Hyung's lyrics?" he asks.

"Because they're meaningful and I resonate with them...oh God, do you think he'll think this is weird? I didn't even think about how he would feel about it," she says, her eyes widening and panic rising in her chest at the thought of him finding out and reacting badly.

"No, Noona. Calm down, I'm sure he'll be flattered," JK assures, grasping her hand closest to him and breathing in and out slowly, prompting her to do so as well.

She doesn't say anything further but the worry is still there. How could she have not thought this through?

"As long as you don't hide it, he won't be upset. Just talk to him about it. Tell him what you told me. I'm sure he'll be more touched than anything. I would be honored if I were him," JK assures and this time, she can breathe a little easier.

That makes sense. If she were in his shoes, she'd be honored that someone found words that she wrote beautiful and worthy enough to etch them into their skin permanently. She'll just talk to him about it one on one as soon as possible so that it doesn't seem like something she's hiding. Crisis averted...for now.

When they get to the house, JK wakes Jimin and helps him out while Bianca keys in the code to the house, holding the door open for them.

"Sheesh, Jimin-ah," Taehyung says from the couch, sounding quite tipsy himself.

Evidence of that is in the form of two empty wine bottles on the table in front of him. When he spots her, his eyes roam her frame from head to toe and back up again, making her flush, desire pooling in her belly.

"You look..." he shakes his head, finger subconsciously trailing across his bottom lip, a habit of his.

"Delectable," he settles, making her eyes widen. She looks up, sighing in relief when she realizes no one is on the stairs or close enough to hear.

"Tae," she whisper yells in warning, making her way over to the couch so she could slip off her heels.

"B, how can you expect me to behave when you look like this?" he asks, flustering her as she tries to unbuckle her second shoe.

Tae scoots over to her and reaches down, pulling her leg up onto the couch so he could complete the task himself, his eyes not leaving hers as he does so effortlessly.

"Thank you," she says, swallowing hard as she pulls her leg down off the couch and gathers the shoes in her hand.

Just as she does, Jungkook comes back down the stairs, settling in an armchair across from them.

"What are you watching?" he asks as Taehyung returns to his original position on the couch.

He tells him the name of the drama but she doesn't catch it, eager to get out of there fast so she could calm her heart rate.

"I'm going to go shower," she says as she stands, turning their attention to her.

"Okay, I'll look for that salve while you're gone," JK says and she thanks him before taking her leave.

Her phone buzzes repeatedly while she's grabbing her pajamas and she already has a good guess for who it is.

Tae

Can I come see u after your shower?

The hyungs are out for the night if you're worried about being caught.

You really do look amazing 😫

By the way, was that a tattoo? 😳

She groans, chastising herself for her complete lack of self control before she even messages him back. She thought she'd gotten over the horny, hormonal stage as a teen but it seems it's come back with a vengeance. She does have extra hormones in her system, she reasons and that's all the justification she needs to reply. She can't help but feel a little giddy inside after she does, excited for what's to come.

She took her time in the shower, the hot water heaven on her skin after a long night out. She flexed her aching feet and sighed. Why do all the pretty shoes hurt? She washes the tattoo behind her ear with her unscented, anti-microbial face wash and sighs, the friction from her fingers feeling good on the raised, swollen skin.

Leaving her skin slightly damp, she moisturized with her favorite body oil, leaving behind the light scent of vanilla and toasted marshmallows. After slipping a black, satin nightie over her head, she takes her shower cap off and releases her hair, back and forth on if she wanted to put it up in a pony. If it's the last thing she does, Kim Taehyung's dick will meet the back of her throat tonight. Smirking to herself, she decides to leave it down. She prefers his hands to a ponytail holder.

She nearly jumps when she finds him waiting for her on her bed, sitting casually with his feet crossed at the ankles, her remote in her hand.

"My bad, I had to go ahead and slip in here while JK was still downstairs," he says, and she nods in understanding, closing the door behind her and putting her dress and dirty clothes away in her closet.

Tae settles on a random drama, tossing the remote aside and reaching for her before she could take a seat next to him. He pulls her onto his lap and her hands go around his neck automatically.

"Your hair looks nice," he says, reaching up to caress the bottom of one of her curls, his other hand tightening on her hip.

"Thanks," she replies, meeting his lips as he leans in.

She shutters when she feels his rapidly swelling erection directly beneath her.

"JK said you guys had a good night," he says after releasing her lips, now leaving feather light kisses on her neck.

"We did," she replies breathily, eyes closed as he makes his way to her ear.

"He has a crush on you, you know," he says, making her eyes pop open.

"What?" She asks, pulling back to look at him.

"I can tell by how he looks at you," he says and her stunned expression makes him chuckle.

"Don't worry, I'm not upset or anything. I don't have that right. Besides, I can't blame him," he says, pushing a stray curl out of her face and behind her ear.

"This...is news to me. Why do you bring it up now?" she asks, her mind now sifting through every interaction between she and JK since they've met. Sure, he's shy, but she's never gotten the vibe that he has a crush on her and even if it's true, she's confused as to why that's relevant in this moment to a man who claims he's not jealous.

"Because it's fresh on my mind now. I guess I brought it up so that I could let you know that I don't mind...if you end up having fun with any of the other members. Don't let me hold you back from doing what you want to do," he says and her mouth opens and closes, brows furrowing.

"I can see the way you look at them B," he says and she can't help but freeze, feeling like she's been caught red handed though she hasn't done anything wrong, not really. She can't help who she's naturally attracted to, but she's accustomed to monogamy and what he's saying feels wrong in some way...but at the same time, she can't help the surge of desire that surfaces at the mere thought.

"Can I tell you something...without judgment?" he asks, both hands settling on her hips as he looks up at her.

"Of course," she says softly, her heart practically galloping in her chest at the turn this interaction has taken.

"What if I told you that it turns me on...thinking about watching you with them?" he asks in a low whisper and though he's eagerly awaiting her response, she has to process what he's saying long enough that there's almost an uncomfortable length of silence between them. Finally, after sorting through her feelings on the matter, she answers.

"What if I told you that the thought of that turns me on too?" she whispers, the words feeling too daring to say any louder.

"Then I'd say you and I are made for each other," he says and her brain threatens to short circuit yet again.

She couldn't even begin to think of a response when the door swings open. She jumps and gasps, turning to see Jungkook in the doorway, his mouth wide open in shock, tightly grasping something in his hand.

"So sorry! I knocked! I thought I heard you say to come in," he apologizes, backing out and slamming the door hastily.

"Oh shit," she groans, getting to her feet and pacing the length of the room.

"We can look at this one of two ways—an interruption or... an invitation. It's up to you," he says, his tone pure temptation.

"Why do I feel like you're the devil on my shoulder?" she asks, making him grin.

"Maybe because I'm encouraging you to embrace the desires that feel forbidden. Besides, you're the one to blame for this if we're getting technical...or did you forget what you did to me in my kitchen a few days ago," he says, tapping his chin.

"It seems that I'm remembering it wrong then because I didn't bend myself over your kitchen table, did I?" she squints, making him chuckle.

"But you knew exactly what to do and say to get me to do it. You..." he pauses, eyes roaming as he gathers the words, "unlocked something in me that day. I have never been so open, so free with a partner and you make me want to explore that," he says, standing up from her bed to stand in the way of her path, stopping her pacing.

"So what will it be? I will happily keep you all to myself but if you want more," he pauses, looking towards the door, "then that's on the table too," he says, turning his gaze back on her.

"How can you be so sure?" she asks, looking up at him.

"Trust me," he is all he says, and that's enough for now.

Bianca paces the length of her room again as soon as he slips out the door to go talk to Jungkook. She can't believe she's about to do this. Her body is ready—more than ready if she's being honest—but her mind can't wrap itself around this. She's never entertained the thought of a threesome in her life and now she wonders if the desire has always been there, suppressed by her will to be a good wife—or if this is freshly conjured by her newest self. She doesn't know yet, but the strong pulsing between her thighs definitely confirms that it's there and it's real—and possibly about to be fulfilled.

She should relax, she thinks, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and doing her best to appear casual just in time for both men to slip through the door, Taehyung locking the door behind them.

Jungkook is red in the face and is looking everywhere but directly at her as he stands near the door. Taehyung walks around him and takes his prior seat at the foot of the bed, now at her right.

"You can sit," she says, patting the bed next to her and JK seems to thaw, accepting the invitation.

She notices that his hair is damp from a shower and he's wearing a fitted, black tank and basketball shorts.

"I'm sorry if I'm awkward. I've never done anything like this," he says, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Same here, I would tell you not to be nervous, but I am too," she says and they both chuckle nervously.

"Me three," Tae chimes in, and she facepalms, nervous laughter bubbling in the back of her throat. What in the fuck are they doing? Clearly, they have no clue.

"I'm assuming you two have...already," JK says, gesturing at them.

Both B and Tae nod, looking over at him. He's a little less red now but the way he's playing with his lip ring is a dead giveaway to the nerves.

"Well, since you two are already comfortable with each other, you should lead," he says and Tae nods. Not a bad idea.

"Okay, you join in when you're comfortable. You okay with that B?" Tae asks and she nods.

He turns sideways, angling himself towards her and leans down for a kiss, his hand on her thigh. She closes her eyes and allows herself to focus on what she's feeling physically, making some of the nervousness ebb away. His hand slowly trails up her inner thigh before reaching its destination and she can't help but moan in his mouth when his middle finger starts to circle her clit. His lips leave hers to trail down her neck and she tilts her head to give him more access.

The bed shifts beside her and she feels a hand on her thigh, undoubtedly Jungkook's because of the angle. She shivers, her nerves set alight at the excitement of being touched by two men at the same time. Jungkook's hand slowly trails up her body, settling on her left tit, teasing her nipple through the satin. She moans as Tae's fingers simultaneously slip lower, sliding down over the sensitive skin underneath her clit down to her slick hole and back up again.

Jungkook's lips attach to her neck as well, his lip ring cool against her flushed skin. His trail is opposite of Tae's and when he reaches her mouth, she opens it readily, allowing him to slip his tongue inside. Tae speeds up his movements and every swipe of his fingers is now accompanied by wet sounds. She moans in JK's mouth and he moans in return, capturing her bottom lip between his teeth as he pulls back. He dives right back in again as if he just can't get enough, his hand massaging her breast now.

"You should feel how wet she is," Tae suggests, his voice lust personified when he pulls his fingers from between her legs and places them in his mouth, sucking them clean.

Jungkook wastes no time replacing his fingers with his, hissing lowly when he feels her wetness for himself.

"Can I taste you Noona?" he asks and she nods, eyes hooded with pleasure as Tae plays with her other breast.

Jungkook gets off the bed and onto his knees in front of her, pushing her gown up her thighs.

"Let's take this off," Tae grits, his voice thick with lust as he reaches for the hem, helping her pull it over her head.

He moves so that he's behind her, cupping her breasts in his hand, his mouth attached to her neck as he watches Jungkook go down on her.

He opens her up with both thumbs and sucks on her clit gently, circling it with the tip of his tongue before trailing down to her opening where he dipped it inside, flicking it back and forth. Her thighs immediately tense, her legs shaking hard, soft moans escaping her lips.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Tae whispers in her ear before flicking it with his tongue and she nods profusely, eyes rolling back from the pleasure.

"Jungkook," she moans, right on the brink of her orgasm and he hums against her in acknowledgment, his eyes finding hers.

Reading her body language, he keeps the pace, applying a little more pressure when she bucks her hips and he's soon rewarded with a gush of wetness that lets him know she's orgasmed. She watches with hooded eyes as he licks his lips before wiping his chin with the bottom of his shirt before taking it off completely. When it falls to the floor, he reaches inside his pocket and pulls out some condoms, placing them on her nightstand before untying the string at his waistband.

Tae takes this opportunity to shed his clothes as well and when he does, she gestures for him to sit against the headboard.

"Hold my hair," she says in a questioning tone and she melts inside at the care he takes when he uses both hands to gather it all completely before securing it in one hand.

She can tell by the sounds that JK is putting on a condom but she doesn't look, allowing him that privacy while she positions herself, arch in her back and knees spaced comfortably apart. She looks up at Tae as her hand trails up his thigh and then slowly up and over his balls to grab him at the base, pointing him towards her mouth. When her lips enclose around him, the bed dips behind her and she hears a quiet groan from Jungkook, then feels both his hands slide up the back of her thighs and onto her ass where he squeezes it and kneads it in his hands before he lines himself up with her entrance. He pushes forward slowly just as her lips slide down Tae's shaft and his grip settles on her hips where he uses it to pull them back to meet his, slowly feeding her inch after until he's fully sheathed.

Her breath hitches once she's filled to the brim, his girth stretching her open. Tae groans when he hits the back of throat and she swallows around him repeatedly, expertly inducing the flow of slippery spit she needs. She moans around him when JK pulls out to the tip and slides back inside her again, holding her against him tightly so she could feel all of him. Her g spot throbs rhythmically, begging to be stimulated as his cock rests against it. She idly wonders if he can feel it, but she doesn't have to wonder for long. It's as if he's read her mind when he pulls out just enough to slide over it before pushing forward again. She shakes against him and he thrusts faster, making her whimper around Tae's cock.

This is harder than she thought, focusing on the blowjob while she was being fucked this way—but she soldiers through until she finds a rhythm that has Tae clinching the sheets in his free fist, his hips easing back, and his moans pitchier than before. If she could smirk, she would as she follows his movements, not letting up on the suction nor the speed. Jungkook grips her ass hard and she moans deeply, the back of her throat vibrating against Tae's sensitive tip. He grinds up into her mouth now, his grip on her hair tightening and she knows exactly what's about to happen when he taps her repeatedly, attempting to pull her off. She keeps her position, cupping his balls in one hand, her knuckle massaging underneath the sack and he explodes in her mouth. It shoots so far down the back of her throat that she barely gets to register the taste on the back of her tongue but she emerges with a victorious grin nonetheless, an urge fulfilled.

"Fuckkk, you're perfect," Tae drawls, his head laid back against the headboard as he catches his breath.

It's a sight that feels like a privilege, his pretty face relaxed with the aftermath of relief and his brow shimmering with beads of sweat. Knowing that she made him feel this way makes her pussy clench down hard, making Jungkook stop in his tracks, bending at the waist, his arm banding around her breasts as he pulls her up, back to chest. He allows some space, mindful of her tattoo and trails his free hand down between her legs to slide over her clit as he begins to thrust again. It's slow and deep this time, allowing them both a much needed breather. 

"You feel so fucking good," he tells her breathily before leaning down and placing his lips on hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth for the second time that night.

Moaning, she slides her hips back to meet his, the new angle making him feel bigger than before. Though her eyes are closed, she can feel Tae's gaze on them. Jungkook stops suddenly, his head dropping onto hers shoulder where he leaves damp kisses. Sure enough, when she opens her eyes, she's met with Tae's.

"Hands on the headboard, right here," Jungkook commands, positioning her over Tae, her knees straddling his and her tits in his face.

Both men make satisfied noises once he slips back inside her and sets a much faster pace than before. Tae reaches our, capturing one nipple in this mouth and the other between his fingers. She hisses with pleasure, feeling the familiar pull of an orgasm building deep in her belly.

"Oh God," she whimpers, tremors starting between her legs and branching outwards.

She grips the headboard tight but it doesn't nothing the stabilize the trembling in her arms and torso.

"Oh, Petal, those sounds," Tae groans, looking up at her.

"You're making my dick hard all over again," he says lowly, for her ears only, his gaze roaming her face intently, waiting for the inevitable unraveling.

Jungkook is all beautifully broken moans, his form shaking as well, his grip on her hips sporadic as he works to hold back his orgasm so she can get hers first.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming," she exclaims right before her orgasm tears through her, ripping Jungkook's from him as well. He bucks into her a few more times, holding onto her waist for stability and placing soft kisses on her shoulder as he comes down.

Tae threads his hand through the hair at her nape, pulling her lips down onto his as her entire form shakes atop him, still in the grips of the aftershocks of the intense orgasm she just experienced.

When she set out for a night on the town earlier, she'd been searching for spontaneity and adventure. She'd wanted to say yes to new experiences and embrace the unexpected. Never would she have dreamed that would have led her into the best sex she's ever had with two men she has a close work relationship with. It seems that every day she's discovering new aspirations and desires and though she thought she had a strong sense of self awareness before, they leave her wondering had she really known herself at all.