“Fuck,” you burst, your hand slamming against the bed as Jin pounded into you from behind. “Fuck Jin.”
“So fucking tight Y/N-ah,” Jin grunted, his hands finding purchase on your hips.
“Harder,” you instructed. He leaned down, his chest flush to your back as he put more force behind his thrusts.
“Like that baby?” He asked and you nodded, turning your head and smashing your lips against his.
“Just like that,” you moaned.
“Tell me how it feels. Tell me how good my cock feels stretching out this pussy,” he commanded.
“It feels so fucking good Jinnie,” you whimpered, feeling your climax approaching quickly. “Feels fucking amazing inside me. I love it,” you rambled. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Come on baby, come with me,” he huffed, his own orgasm coming. A few more strokes and you both came with a mixture of moans, grunts, and groans filling the room.
“Please, please, please,” you splutter, squirming around in Yoongi’s lap. He places a hand on the small of your back to steady you while he shushes you softly.
“Come on baby, you can do it,” he encourages and you shake your head quickly in response.
“I,I can’t,” you stutter. “Hurts.”
“You know your safeword baby. Use it if you need to,” he said. He rubbed the back of your thighs soothingly as you took several deep breaths, trying to recenter yourself. It had been Yoongi’s idea to spank you and you were all for it, until you got to the 15th spank and the pain started to set in.
“I’m ok,” you nodded, as if you were trying to convince yourself as well as him. “Go ahead.”
“Alright. Five more baby,” he announced before swiftly bringing his hand down on your ass. You lurched forward and closed your eyes tightly, the grip you had on his leg tightening as he laid the last four spanks on you. Once you were done, he pulled you up so that you were sitting upright on his knee.
“You did so fucking good Y/N-ah,” he cooed, making your heart warm up.
“Absolutely,” he nodded. “My perfect little slut,” he smirked before pulling you into a passionate kiss.
“So, what can I get you folks?” The waiter asked. You looked up from your menu and opened your mouth to talk but the sudden onslaught of vibrations within you caused you to let out an awkward combination of both a moan and a groan.
“Are you ok ma’am?” He wondered and you nodded your head quickly as you set your hand on Namjoon’s thigh, sinking your nails into his skin.
“She’s fine,” Namjoon smiled. He proceeded to order for both you and himself, though you could barely focus on anything other than not coming in front of this poor waiter. Once he had the orders, the waiter walked away and Namjoon immediately looked over at you with a lazy smirk on his face.
“You didn’t come did you baby?” He questioned and you shook your head.
“Please Joon, I really need to though,” you begged. “I don’t think I can hold off much longer.”
“You can and you will,” he replied sternly, making you groan. “You’re going to hold off on coming, because you’re my good girl. Right?”
“Joon,” you whimpered as you buried your face into the sleeve of his shirt. He knew what it did to you when he praised you.
“Y/N, who’s my good girl?” He asked and you moved your face from his arm to peak up at him.
“I am,” you whispered and his smiled widely. He leaned down and left a chaste kiss to your forehead.
“Shit,” Hobi moaned as he watched you take his cock into your mouth. The both of you were in his studio, him sat in a chair while you were your knees in front of him. You took him out of your mouth and tilted your head to the side, licking along the length of a vein that stretched the expanse of his cock.
“Take me into your mouth baby,” Hobi encouraged, using his hands to hold your hair out of the way. “Want to feel your throat.” You nodded and wrapped your lips around him, sinking down slowly as you felt him almost touch your throat.
“Fuck yes, that’s it,” Hobi panted as he did his best to keep his composure and not come right then and there. He lifted his hips slowly, forcing his way farther into your mouth. You choked lightly and spluttered but you managed to keep him in your mouth. Exhaling harshly, he lowered his hips and pulled himself out of your mouth completely.
“Was that good?” You wondered, making him scoff lightly. He reached down and grabbed the line of spit that connected his cock and your lips, using his hand to spread it onto his cock.
“The fucking best,” he praised, making you smile. “So fucking good to my cock.” You brought both of your hands up, setting them on his cock and stroking him firmly. “Now, keep going. I want to come in your mouth baby.”
“Like this?” Jimin hesitated, slowly rolling his hips which made his cock stir inside of you.
“Oh my gosh,” you muttered, the pleasure flowing throughout your entire body.
“This is good?” He wondered again, wanting clarification. You opened your eyes and looked up at him, seeing the apprehension written clearly on his face.
“So good Jiminie,” you affirmed, reaching up and running your hands through his hair. “I love it when you fuck me like this. Deep and slow.” Hearing your praise made him feel better so he took the initiative and sped up his thrusts, taking you by surprise and making you moan loudly.
“Fast is good too though right?” He asked and you chuckled as you leaned up, kissing him. Once you pulled away, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down so that his body was right on top of yours.
“It’s even better,” you gasped, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Nobody could fuck me the way that you do.” He turned his head to look at you and he smiled lightly.
“I love you more,” you replied as he kisses you again.
Your back arched up from the bed, your third orgasm of the night taking over, what felt like, your entire body. After the orgasm passed and you slumped back against the pillows as your body continued shuddering, you felt Taehyung running his hands on the inside of your thighs.
“How was that baby?” He asked, licking his lips free from your essence.
“So good,” you sighed dreamily. “But I can’t take anymore Tae. You’ve made me come three times within 15 minutes.”
“But you’ve been handling it so well though,” he pouted. He lowered his head and placed open mouthed kisses on your thighs, making you sigh. “This is your reward for being so good for me this week.” He took his middle finger and slowly slid it inside of you, making you gasp and shoot up from your reclined position.
“Please,” you pleaded, already feeling so insanely close as you tried to grab his wrist to stop him. He looked up at you with a glare on his face, which made you stop trying to stop him and lay back down.
“Good girl. Now here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to continue fingering you and eating this sweet little pussy, because I want to and you deserve it for being a good girl. Ok? And you,” he mumbled, leaning down to lick a small circle around your clit. “You are going to keep coming on my tongue like the good fucking slut you are. Understood?”
“Mm, yes Tae,” you nodded and he grinned before diving back between your legs.
You squeezed the bottle in your hand, watching as more lube fell from the nozzle onto the head of Jungkook’s rock hard cock. Snapping the cap closed, you set the bottle back in its’ place on the nightstand before reclaiming your spot on your knees in between Jungkook’s open legs.
“How you doing Kookie?” You asked, wrapping one hand around his length and stroking him firmly but slowly. He threw his head back against the pillows behind him, his chest moving up and down rapidly as he panted heavily.
“Mm, I’m, fuck, I’m fine,” he grit and you raised an eyebrow at him.
“Looks like you really wanna come baby boy,” you teased, squeezing the tip of his cock lightly. His head jerked back up and he shook his head back and forth rapidly.
“Don’t, please don’t do that,” he begged.
“You know, you can come if you want to Kookie,” you shrugged. “I wouldn’t hold it against you.”
“Ugh, can’t,” he groaned, opening and closing his hands into fists. “Want to be good for you.”
“You wanna be good for me? More than you want to come?” You questioned.
“Yes Y/N,” he sighed. “Want to be your good boy.” You smiled, bringing your other hand up and stacking it on top of your other, using both to stroke his cock.
“You are good for me Kook. The best,” you praised and he chuckled as he attempted to keep his cool. “Now, I want you to keep yourself from coming for one more hour then I’ll let you fuck me. Ok?”
“Yes Y/N,” he nodded and you shuffled forward on your knees, leaning forward and placing a sweet kiss on his lips.
