Being a little tease was your thing- you loved making others want you until that was all they could think about.
But, unfortunately for you- doing the same to these two, would remind you why it’s not nice to be a little tease.
The moment you entered their shared apartment, the aura felt off- you couldn’t explain it but you could feel that familiar tightness in your tummy you got when something was about to go down.
As you walked into the living room, both men were sitting there; patiently waiting for you.
“Yah..” You timidly spoke out as you glanced around the the dimly lit room, “Why is it so dark in here?”
Jackson slowly stood from his spot next to Namjoon, making his way over to you. “Why are you so nervous, y/n?” He smoothly chuckled, circling you.
All you could do was anxiously gulp, it was as if he could read your mind.
“Don’t worry baby..” He purred, as his fingertips lightly grazed your lower back. “Just trust us okay?”
Nodding your head, you pressed your lips together as you felt the electricity in your core practically shoot through your entire body, “What’s going on?..” You still continued to question. “I- I..” You stuttered as Namjoon rose from his seat, calmly strutting over to the two of you.
“Well y/n..” He began, his voice was calm and smooth- yet the stern undertone he had shook your core, “Jungkookie and Yugyeom told us about your behavior.” Stepping into your personal space, he brought his hand up to your face, “I- Well..” He purred as he glanced over to Jackson, his fingers touched your cheek ever so slightly. “We decided to teach you a lesson..”
You could hear Jackson slowly undoing his belt, sliding it free from the loops of his jeans, “We’re gonna have a lot of fun.” He delicately wrapped his belt around your throat like a makeshift collar and leash. “Joonie and I decided to turn this into a friendly little competition.”
Namjoon softly giggled as the two men practically began sandwiching you in between them while Jackson tightly held the makeshift leash in his hand, tightening it around your throat.
“Wh- What do you mean?” You replied, biting you lower lip as you peered up at Namjoon- feeling Jackson press his muscular body against you.
Leaning down, his lips right beside your ear- Namjoon whispered, “We’re going to tease you the way you tease everyone else, y/n..”
Jackson’s plush lips gently pressed against the crook of your neck, “And while we do that- we just want to see who can affect you the most..” Softly nipping at your neck and shoulder, a soft airy whine flowed out of you, “Hmm, Joonie I think I might win already. “ He smugly chuckled.
Shaking his head, his plump lips curled up in a mischievous smile as he took your hand into his- leading the two of you over to the couch. You were still basically trapped between them as the three of you took your seats.
Namjoon’s hand suddenly ghosted over your breasts, his fingertips only touched them ever so slightly. Pressing his lips against your jaw, licking a broad strip across your jawline; he lowly growled, “I bet you’re already soaking wet, babygirl..”
Hearing him call you the sweet pet name made you melt into him completely, “Uh huh..” You sweetly whined, rubbing your thighs together.
“Not uh, little one..” Jackson suddenly replied, shaking his head as he trailed his hand up and down your thighs- making sure not to touch you were he knew you needed it the most. “Use your words..” He purred as you parted your legs slightly, “Tell us how much you want us already, princess..”
“I want you both..” You whimpered, biting your lip as Namjoon’s fingertips lightly circled your clothed nipples, “I want you both so fucking badly..”
“Good girl.” Namjoon hummed against your neck, roughly nipping at it- earning a loud whine out of you. His hands hooked around the bottom hem of your shirt, quickly pulling it up and off you in seconds; exposing the pretty lace bralette that hugged your supple breasts.
Both men groan the site, “You’re so gorgeous y/n..” Jackson murmured while eagerly tugging on the waistband of your leggings. “Let’s get these off you, little one..” Kneeling down, he slowly pulled them down your voluptuous thighs, groaning at the site of the matching panties perfectly hugging your hips as he flung the light material off to the side.
“Do you want me to touch you babygirl?”
“Uh huh-” You quickly whimpered in reply, frantically nodding. “Please touch me- please..”
Smiles formed on both their faces as they listened to your needy little pleas.
Namjoon took control of the makeshift leash, yanking you closer to him as Jackson parted your legs further. “You’re such a needy little slut, aren’t you princess?” He deeply growled while watching his hyung’s fingers loom over your clothed slit.
“Yes, Sir..” You meekly replied, licking your lips as your body anticipated his touch.
The moment Jackson’s fingers finally placed themselves on your soaked heat, a loud wanting moan flowed out of you,
J; “Fuck, y/n.. You’re already so wet for us..”
N; “We’re gonna fuck you so good babygirl- gimme your hand..”
“Look how hard I am because of you.”
