pairing: Jungkook × F!Reader × Taehyung (V)
mature content!, mdni!, explicite sexual activities!, mentions of alcohol, spanking kink, semi exhibition (car scenes), oral
(both f&m), multiple orgasms(OVERSTIMULATION, !! therefore crying from pleasure!!)
synopsis: You're at a bar to celebrate your birthday with your friends when a stranger bumps into you and spills your drink.
!!! This is my 2nd time writing something, so feedback is VERY appreciated! Thank you!<3 !!!
"Happy birthday, dear Y/N! Happy birthday to you!" At least that's what you thought they were singing because the music was so loud in that club that you could barely hear your thoughts. Luckily for you, nothing was going on behind your honey eyes. You just wanted to dance, drink, and have fun with your friends.
Drea takes the cupcake that was supposed to be your birthday cake in her hands. "Make a wish!" She says as you blow out the candles, and your friends start cheering. "Now, let's dance!" One of them shouts in your ear.
You grab a mojito from the bar and try to elbow your way through the sea of people to get to your friends when a boy accidentally bumps into you, causing you to spill your cocktail. "Fuck, man!" You mumble. You hear him saying something, but you're unable to make sense of it. "What?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He says, and your gaze meets his. "What drink was that? I'll get you another one." He seems genuinely upset by the trouble he caused you.
"You know, if you wanted to buy me a drink, there was no need for you to spill the one I already had," you say and by the looks of it the other 2 mojitos you had before started to kick in. "I needed to make sure you're thirsty," he grins.
You size him from head to toe and reply, "Oh, believe me, I am thirsty."
"Cheeky." He smiles and shakes his head.
"It was a mojito, but I think you might have just done me a solid by spilling it." You pause. "It was my 3rd, and i barely blew out the candles."
He leans in a little closer to your ear, "May I wish you a 'Happy birthday!', then? Now you have to let me buy you a drink, to celebrate you turning...?" You suddenly become 10 times more aware of his presence. "20." You manage to say a little startled, swallowing the lump that formed in your throat.
As you take your seat at the bar next to him, you start noticing more about him. He is Asian, has a sleeve tattoo on his right arm, and piercings in one of his eyebrows and lower lip. You feel so attracted to him in that moment that it takes everything in you not to ask him to take a quick trip to the bathroom with you.
"You look familiar." You say, raising one eyebrow. "Are you implying we all look the same?" He says with a cocky tone. "Jesus, no! I–," he cuts you off. "I was messing with you." He dodges your question. As he hands you your mojito, another man comes up behind him and puts his hand on his shoulder.
He shouts something close to his ear, and you try to eavesdrop, but they're speaking a foreign language. You look at what you believe to be his friend and can't help but notice that they both look familiar, but you can't quite put your finger on it.
They continue to talk to one another, but their attention shifts to you. "Let me into your gossip session, guys." You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "Not gossip, just a conversation," the other man replies.
"Okay, gatekeep then." You respond, rolling your eyes. You take a sip from your drink when Drea appears in your sight. "Who are these hotties?" She whispers in your ear. "I think you mean 'brats'. The tattooed one spilt my drink and the other one I don't know, but he's a cunt." You scoff annoyed.
"Do I sense some sexual tension? Has God answered my prayers?" Her eyes widen, clearly amused.
"Since when do you get on your knees for anything other th—,"
"Wow, wow, wow! This is not about me?" she cuts you off before you get to finish your sentence. She orders herself a shot. "Which one?" She asks.
You look at her, confused, you ask: "What?" She rolls her eyes, downing yet another shot. "Which one of them is gonna give you a nice 20th birthday gift tonight? Oh, or do you wanna go crazy, do both? You know what, hell yeah, girl. I'm with you on this one." She nods, pleased.
"I wish." You scoff. "But I'm starting to wonder if they're not a couple, actually."
Drea frowns. "Let's clear the air, shall we?" She says, getting up from her chair, positioning herself in front of the two boys. They stop talking, and now they're looking at her. "So guys, my friend here is clearly interested in you, and you seem to be too. But she's too sober to ask you if you're down or not, but I'm not. So, are you?" She then turns her head to you. "They look familiar, don't they?"
The drink spiller smirks and says something to the other man who starts smirking as well.
'What have I gotten myself into?'
Drea winks at you. "My job here is done. Find me if anything goes wrong. Happiest birthday, Y/N!" She shouts as she walks away.
"So, Y/N?" One of them asks. "Yes, Y/N. what's yours?" you reply. "I'm Jungkook. He goes by V. Pleased to meet you." The tattooed man says.
"Likewise!" You nod. V leans in closer to you. "Happy birthday, Y/N!" His voice is raspy, deeper than Jungkook's.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help it. Are you guys like– a thing?" You ask, still confused if they're a couple, friends or relatives. Jungkook looks at V with a sly smile on his face.
"We're friends." V replies. He reaches for his drink behind you, deliberately invading your personal space. It takes longer than it should, or it doesn't? Jungkook is quick to notice that V's charm is working, so he pulls his chair closer, strategically placing one of his legs between yours.
Were they toying with you? You felt like prey, cornered by them. JK's knee touches your inner thigh, sending shivers down your spine. Your heart starts racing. They definitely knew what they were doing.
"Do you guys live here?" You try to keep cool, even though your insides were on fire.
"No," V replies again. "We're here....with work," he adds.
"Wha–," JK places one of his fingers on your lips, stopping you mid sentence. "So curious," he simply states.
V leans in again, as if personal space was optional for him. "Do you live close by?" His raspy voice echos in your ear.
You close your eyes, taking a moment to gather yourself. You've never been so glad that you were seated because your whole body felt like jelly right now. Not your right thigh, though –which was carefully caressed by JK's hand.
You put your hand on the back of V's neck, pulling him closer. "What about Jungkook?" You genuinely ask. You weren't content with leaving him behind. After all, he was the one rubbing your thigh like his life depended on it, and if you were being honest, you were curious whether or not he is as invested in other certain things as well.
V grins, visibly pleased by your answer. "Friends share," he pauses. "If you're okay with it, of course," he continues.
You feel JK's hand slide a little higher, an action that causes a sigh to roll off your lips. "No pressure, we're down for whatever you are." JK adds.
You look at both men, torn between what you should do. You close your eyes once again, trying not to get influenced by the sight in front of you. "Fuck it! You only turn 20 once, right?" You pull both of them closer so they can hear you.
"That's the spirit." JK lightly squeezes your thigh, winking.
You turn to V. "I live quite far, actually. About 20 to 25 minutes by car," you inform him, biting the inside of your cheek, afraid that this is going to put them off.
"Tsk, our hotel is even farther away, not that it was really an option, but still, " JK scoffs.
"You didn't drink," V points at JK. "We came with your car. You can drive us to her place," he concludes.
"And miss the fun on the ride over? No way." JK argues, not satisfied with his friend's plan.
"Miss some of it, or miss all of it." V counters.
"I don't see any other option here, Jungkook," you add as well.
He weighs your options, then says. "You better not be all over each other." JK pauses, then continues. "Just to make sure, you're staying in the front seat with me," he informs his friend.
"We'll figure the sitting afterwards, go start the car," V rushes him.
"I'll let my friends know I'm leaving. I'll meet you outside in a few moments," you tell them as you're getting up from your chair.
When you see your friend group, you let them know that something came up and you have to leave early. They don't really question you, probably because Drea already ran her mouth about the boys. When you're about to leave, you see Drea winking with a know-it-all smile on her face.
You exit the club, and the cold of the night hits you directly. It's doesn't take more than a few moments for V to notice you and make his way over. He takes your hand and leads you to JK's car. He opens the car door for you, and he hops in right behind you.
JK gets upset and starts scolding V in their native language. His voice sharpens, frustration spilling into words you don’t understand, but the tension is clear. They argue for about a minute before meeting halfway. JK hands you his phone to type in your address before he takes off, and you comply.
Not even five minutes into your ride, you feel V's hand sliding on your thigh, lingering, tracing nonexistent patterns. The air between you shifts while you feel the need building up inside you. When you turn your head to face him, his gaze is already locked onto yours– and there's something almost desperate in the way he looks at you. You both maintain the eyecontact for a few good moments before he gives in and pulls you into a needy, almost feverish kiss.
You're both breathless. The kiss should've ended a long time ago, but neither of you wants to pull away, longing for each other's touch. His fingerstips slide slowly up your thigh, deliberate, as if he was testing boundaries, silently asking for permission.
He was visibly aroused, but his restraint was remarkable. He didn't want to rush into things; his pace was slow, taking in every inch of your body, savouring the moment. When his hands reach your waist, his grip tightens slightly, a quiet plea for permission. He studies your reactions, and when he sees you're okay with it, with one fluid move, he guides you onto his lap.
You almost forgot about your surroundings, about Jungkook. When you turn your head to face him, he's already watching the scene unfold in the rear view mirror. His gaze is dark, not merely satisfied with being just a spectator. A silent hunger lingers in his eyes.
Seeing this, V's grip tightens on your hips, guiding your movements possessively. Your mind is clouded, torn between Jungkook's hungry gaze and V's possessive touch beneath you. Your breath catches in your throat when V shifts beneath you, and your body instinctively responds to him, like it was acquainted to him. His lips slightly graze your neck before finding the perfect spot. His kisses and nibbling send shivers down your spine, and you feel yourself slipping more and more into the moment with every kiss, moan, and sigh– losing touch with reality.
Your gaze still lingers on Jungkook, which annoys V. With a swift motion, he turns your face to his, and without hesitation, he crashes his lips against yours– needy, demanding, as if he was trying to get your attention back to him.
Your mind is foggy. You get lost in the moment, but somehow, your hands still manage to find their way to the back of his neck. You pull him closer, if that's even possible, fingers threading through his dark hair as he deepens the kiss.
Meanwhile, his hands don't rest. They move, trailing between your thighs with deliberate slowness. He breaks the kiss, leaving you gasping for air, his lips hover over yours, and you can feel his warm breath against your skin. He's just as lost in the moment as you are. He pauses and locks eyes with you, searching, waiting for a response.
Your heart starts pounding in your chest with anticipation. You nod, giving him free hand, and all his hesitation vanishes in an instant. His fingers slip under your dress and hover over your bundle of nerves. He pushes your panties to the side and slides a finger between your folds, painfully slow. He maintains eyecontact while his hand grazes over the place that needs him most. You gasped, a bit annoyed by his teasing, but he was enjoying seeing you aroused and bothered like this way too much to just slide his fingers inside you so quickly.
But your happiness is cut short when you're being brought to a halt by a sudden stop. "We're here." Jungkook says with a raspy voice. "We also had an agreement, but fuck me I guess?"
"Stop whining." V scoffs, annoyed by his friend's tantrum. They both step out of the car, and you're given no time to pull yourself together before Jungkook opens the car door for you. "Whenever you're ready, lead the way." He says, this time in a much, much calmer voice.
Your mind was so clouded in that moment. But you were certain of one thing: you wanted it. You wanted them. Both of them. So you step out and start searching for your keys. They both follow behind you like puppies waiting for their treat.
As soon as the apartment door clicks shut, Jungkook firmly pins you against it, pressing his body close to yours. His hands praise your lines, grazing over your collarbone, down to the fullness of your breasts, then to your waist. His hands don't rest there too long before they begin a painfully slow descent to your hips, grabbing them possessively. He pauses, searching your face for any trace of hesitation, but he is met with nothing but lust.
He grabs the back of your thighs, effortlessly lifting you, urging you to wrap your legs around his waist. Your back hits the hard wooden door with a soft thud, but all you can feel is him between your legs. His lips hoover over yours, dangerously close, breath mingling with yours, maddeningly close but not touching. The anticipation makes you involuntarily try to tighten your thighs around his waist.
Feeling the squeeze, a low sigh escapes him before he crashes his lips onto yours—hungry, rough, desperate for more. Behind him, you can feel V's gaze on you– possessive yet patiently waiting for his turn. You're not just being touched. You're also being watched, and you didn't know which one was hotter.
With one fluid move, JK turns around. His lips ghost along your jaw as he murmurs. "Where's the bedroom?" You tilt your head to the door across the room, unable to speak. He follows your gesture without hesitation. As he carries you toward it, you lock eyes with V. His stare is burning into you, both of you. He also follows silently behind.
Jungkook kicks open the door and places you on the edge of the bed, his hands never leaving your thighs. He places hot, wet, sloppy kisses on your neck, tracing down to your breasts. You can feel the mattress dipping behind you – V decided to join in. His fingertips tease the hem of your top before slowly peeling it off.
Jungkook lets out a low, guttural sound before finally pulling one of your breasts into his mouth, tongue circling your nipple with eager hunger, while he pinces the other one with his hand. Behind you, V presses in, his chest flush against your spine as his hands roam your now bare torso. He plants a kiss just below your ear, his voice a breathy, needy whisper. "you look so fucking good caught like this between us."
His fingers trail down your stomach, slow and deliberate, just grazing the waistband of your skirt, toying with you. Feeling your breath getting heavier, JK looks up at you. "Tell us what you need. where you need us."
V isn't done teasing you just yet, so his hand dips lower, between your legs. His fingers hoovering over your soaked underwear. You try to speak, but your breath catches, and instead of words, whimpers roll off of your lips. Seeing you like this, just from kisses and touching, they both can't help but grin. They've already won.
“You’re not gonna last,” Jungkook murmurs against your skin, his fingers joining V’s as they work in sync, driving you mad with just enough… and not quite enough.
Their fingers work in perfect sync– slow, steady, and firm. Jungkook looks at you, savouring the way you squirm and twitch under their touch. Your moans fill the room, and your hips buck instinctively, but JK is quick to respond and pins you in place with a wicked smirk on his face. "Ah, ah," he hums. "Not yet."
V bites your earlobe softly before whispering, "You're gonna fall apart before we even get to fuck you at this pace." Your hand quickly finds its way to the back of his head, pulling him into a deep, needy kiss, while your other hand was playing with JK's hair, pulling it slightly.
They can feel you squeezing around their fingers, giving away that you're close. V's thumb starts circling over your bud, giving it the attention that it craved. JK free hand started cupping your breast again, fondling it. Their touches, their control, the way they spoke to you, everything about them was making you hazy.
"We barely got started with you," JK grins, satisfied to see you like this. "Now be a good girl and show us how good we make you feel, baby." V says. Your legs start shaking, and pleasure waves wash over you as you reach your high.
One of them, you can't even tell which one anymore, hooks his fingers into your panties, pulling them down slowly. "She seems ready, hyung." JK informs V. "She's been ready since we got into the car."
"The skirt has to go too, unfortunately." V demands, and you comply, letting the both of them drag it off of you. "Don't you feel..overdressed?" You say as you start unbuttoning JK's shirt.
"You're our main focus, baby." JK replies as his last button comes undone, and you take the shirt off of him. V shifts behind you, and you can see his shirt flying off to the side. "Unpatient, aren't we?" You tease him.
You would've loved to reply to him, but the next thing that left your mouth was a moan. You didn't even notice Jungkook getting down on his knees before you. His lips met your core without any warning whatsoever. "Not so mouthy now, are you?" V teases.
You let yourself fall on your back, spreading your legs wider to give JK better access. "Are you ready for your second?" He asks between the sloppy kisses. Your vision gets hazy, and you squeeze your thighs around his head. This doesn't seem to faze him at all. To the contrary, he wraps his arms around your thighs and continues his work, undisturbed. His pace quickens, feeling your pulse, determined to make you reach your second orgasm of the night. You can't help but grip the sheets, feeling tears forming in the corners of your eyes. "Oh my g–, Jung–," is all you manage to say between whimpers and moans as his tongue made you reach your climax again.
"All yours, hyung." He invites V to take his place between your legs. You feel him get off the bed and positioning himself to taste you. "So fucking pretty." He mumbles. He catlicks a few times, sucking and biting, enjoying the way you twitch from overstimulation. He gets up and, without hesitation, he slides his shaft inside you.
"Fuck–," you whine. His rhythm is slow at first, driving you crazy as he was taking his time exploring every inch of you. Then, with a swift motion, he rolls you on your stomach as his pace quickens. He even slaps your ass a few times as he calls you names, and you paid it no mind. "Do you think you can handle both of us?"
You feel the mattress dipping in front of you, and you see Jungkook approaching. You don't answer. Instead, you undo his belt and free him from his jeans, which were visibly too tight for him for a while now. He lets them fall to his knees, and he slowly guides you to take him in your mouth.
"Such a good girl." He moans. "How do you like your gifts?" He asks, pulling your hair in his fist as you're taking him. V spanks you from behind, urging you to answer, "he's asked you something. didn't your parents teach you that it's not polite to ignore people, huh?" His hands are now possessively resting on your hips while his buck into you at a crazy fast pace.
Jungkook lets out low moans, and you can feel both boys twitch, giving away that they're close. "I am–. You don't have to–," JK starts saying, but you want to. "Me too, i–," V begins to say, but you already felt it. And you were close too, for the third time.
You all reach your high at the same time, and you can feel their grips on your body tightening. JK pulls your hair harder while V dips his fingers into the flesh of your hips. Tears roll down your face, and your legs shake uncontrollably. JK wiped the tears from your face and pulled you into a kiss. He could taste himself on your lips and vice versa. From behind, V caressed with soothing kisses the places on your body he's spanked before.
"Do you think you can handle one more? Or are you at your limit?" Jungkook asks with a soothing voice. "You're allowed to say no. No pressure." V steps in to reassure you while running his hand along your arm.
"I'm fine." You say. "We can go another round."
"It's ok if y–," you cut JK off by pushing him on his back. "I said I'm fine." You get on top of him and turn to face V. "Come here." You urge him. "I don't bite....if you don't tell me to, at least." You wink, still starry-eyed. You bounce a couple of times on JK, and you can hear his failed attempts to muffle his moans. His hands grab your hips, helping you, guiding you on how to take him.
V moved around the bed and was now in front of you. Your hand slides on his size a few times before taking him in your mouth. His head fell back, and he wasn't even trying to muffle his moans.
You were growing tired, and Jungkook felt it, so he took charge, bucking his hips into you from beneath you. He was hitting all the right places at the very right pace. He could feel the way your walls squeezed him, and you could feel the way he twitched inside you, just like V, who was now pulling at your hair almost to the brink of pain.
JK hand found its way to your bud again, rubbing it. He enjoyed making you fall apart. Feeling you squirm and wince and whimper became his purpose for the night. And damn he was good at it.
When you felt tears streaming down your face and the boys moaning your name at full volume, you couldn't help but fall apart with them yet again. You didn't know if you'd be able to walk the next day or if your legs would ever stop shaking. All you knew is that you didn't regret accepting Jungkook and V's gifts.
"Are you ok?" V asks from the side of you while tugging a strand of hair behind your ear. "Yes, I'm perfect. The happiest birthday girl ever."
They can't help but chuckle as they wish you once again 'Happy birthday'.
