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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 23/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking.

*22. My past caught up with me*

I was dreaming of something insignificant. I was at a bank, depositing some cash when the dream suddenly changed. Not much, mind you. Instead of accepting the cash I was handing over, the clerk crashed his lips to mine. When he pulls away he has morphed into Sexy, "miss me?", he seductively purrs. The bank dissolves and now we're on a bed, I'm naked and so is he. His touch is electrifying and I shiver all over my body. He slowly makes himself comfortable between my legs and kisses my pussy. He starts to lick and my hands fly into his hair. A moan leaves my mouth and I try to direct his head so he can focus on my clit. The first direct touch is so intense my hips buck up of their own accord. When I plop back on the bed, he sucks and licks like he would die right this instant if he were denied. A familiar burning starts to build in my belly and with every lick it grows. A finger is pushed into me, and a second follows soon after, thrusting in and out. All the while my clit is attacked mercilessly by his tongue and after a couple sucks and licks more I come around his fingers and coat his tongue and lips with my juices.

The force of the orgasm wakes me up. I'm disorientated and the pleasure keeps surging through my body. I lift my head and see a head between my legs, so that's why the dream changed. I internally chuckle, I look to my left and see Tiger sleeping peacefully next to me, lips parted and serene looking in sleep. He is so beautiful he takes my breath every time I look at him. I look back down my body and see him staring at me through his lashes. He has a satisfied smirk on his face, and when he sees me watching him he winks and licks his lips seductively. He then crawls over me, and as he has done it so often, he slides right in and my back arches in pleasure. He stretches my walls exquisitely shooting fire through my whole body. He buries his face next to my ear, "good morning minx. Sleep well?" I moan my answer because he started to move his hips and the friction is delicious, making me incapable of speaking. I lick his earlobe and he groans his pleasure, "that was a delicious wake-up call you just gave me", I whisper seductively in his ear. I don’t want to wake my Tiger, at least not yet. I want to enjoy my soulmate alone for now. We don’t get the change to be alone often, barely actually. He chuckles and attacks my sweet spot with his lips, sucking and creating the marks he loves so much. I don't care, make-up can cover those when needed. He sets a steady pace, one I know he can keep up for a very long time. He tightens his hold on my body, touching his whole body to mine. My arms go around him, and I grab his ass, helping him push deeper, "just like that……so good. Don’t ever stop, please just…….", my breath leaves me, he just angled his hips differently and hit that special spot. My blood tingles in my veins, getting dizzy on everything he is, totally capturing my attention. His breath is loud in my ear and he moans my name, the sound shooting straight through me, piercing my clit. Suddenly he rolls us over, nearly falling off the bed, but he quickly places his foot down on the floor, and so do I, and we stay on the bed. Now I'm on top and I sit up and grind my pussy over him. His breath hitches and I do it again and again. He grabs my hips forcefully, digging into my skin, and rocks me forwards and back. I rock and bounce on his cock and he finds my clit with his finger and starts to rub. The added direct pleasure triggers a climax and I shudder and come, my juices coating him completely. He sits up, and the action slides me back a little, him slipping out almost. He attacks my mouth with his hungrily and growls his pleasure when I kiss him back with the same passion. His hands stroke through my hair and a shiver runs down my spine. He breaks the kiss and pushes my shoulders and I fall back on the bed. My head is hanging over the side. He crawls over me again. His hands right on the edge of the bed and he enters me in one swift stroke, it's so forceful, it feels like I'm about to fall off the bed. I hook my arms around his and this way I lose the illusionary feeling of falling. He starts with slow long strokes, I can feel every vein. Slowly he builds up a strong and hard rhythm. My view is a little askew as my head is angled back, but suddenly a pair of legs come into sight. Tiger crouched down and whispered, "enjoying yourself I see." He grabs my chin and turns my face towards him. He leans closer, never looking away. Then gloriously his soft and warm lips touch mine. He languishingly kisses me, parting my lips for him, and dives right in, roughly stroking his tongue in and out. The feeling is so intense, I clamp down on the cock fucking me and he groans, "oh so tight. Do it again minx. You like this don't you? Us dominating you" I moan at his words and Tiger groans breaking the kiss and shoving his cock towards my face. I push my tongue out and make contact with the warm and hard member hanging in front of me. I moan at the heady feeling draping over me, enveloped by intoxicating scents of the two males. I'm so drugged out on both of them that I crave them always, even now. I open my mouth and he pushes greedily into the hot and warm opening. He snaps his hips, fucking my mouth. One of Tiger's hands envelops my throat and he squeezes, making it tighter for him and he moans low. The loss of complete control sends another climax through me and I swallow Tiger down deeper and Sexy moans as I clench his cock repeatedly in my orgasm. He speeds up and follows me in an orgasm, his cock growing unbelievably big and he throbs and twitches in release, shooting his cum into me. My whole body flushes pink and shakes and shudders as it flows through me. I swallow Tiger's cock multiple times and then he throws his head back and moans his release into my mouth. Swallowing in this position is a little difficult but I manage. He stands up and his cock plops out of my mouth. Sexy stays where he is and buries his face in my neck, breathing hard. I stroke my fingers over his scalp and I sigh in bliss. I like this afterglow feeling very much. "Well that was a great start to my day", Tiger drawls raspy and my pussy twitches at the sound and Sexy moans at the feeling, still buried deep inside of me. His kisses my neck up to my ear, "hello minx, you're amazing, you know that? The way you fit so perfectly. I can't get enough of you", he whispers for me alone, my eyes locked on Tiger as he stares down at me, a soft smile grazing his features. Somehow it makes what he tells me so much more special, but I don't understand why. I file it away for later perusal. "Let's take a shower together", I say and get off the bed, entangling myself from Sexy, and he whines, "no don't leave me", as he reaches his arms towards me. I would love nothing more than to stay in bed with them, but the show is tonight, and they need to be back with the others for their own work. "Come on. It'll be fun", and I walk into the bathroom. Tiger follows me instantly and I can hear a lot of groans coming from the bed. He's too cute right now, so it's good I can't see him anymore. I was so tempted to just give in. I turn the shower on and get under the spray. Arms encircle me and Tiger back hugs me. His chin on my shoulders, softly kissing my temple as the water washes over us both. "Hmm I could get used to this", he whispers into my ear and I hum in agreement. My hands stroking his arms and hands that encircle me. Sexy finally joins us and plants himself in front of me. He looks down on me with a devilish grin, "how did you two get into the room by the way?" I ask. Tiger chuckles, "Jungkook gave us the spare key. He took it with him, he thought it would come in handy. And it did, or are you not glad we are here?" I shake my head vehemently, "I love it you are here, but I'm already sad you have to leave me alone again", I tell them both. Sexy gets soap on his hands and gives Tiger some too, and both start to lather my body up. I close my eyes and relax into the full body massage. Tiger washes my hair, as I wash Sexy all over. I can feel every muscle, and he shudders at my touch. Sexy embraces me so we both can rinse all of it off. Then I turn around and do the same with Tiger. I turn the shower off and we dry ourselves. We get dressed and leave the room to go get some breakfast. Entering the restaurant, I can see the other contestants sitting at our usual table. All look our way when we enter, and some give me death glares which I ignore. Aubrey gives me a small wave, mouthing wow at me, and I wave back with a small smile. Asswipe looks angry seeing both next to me. My two companions are oblivious at the tension and eagerly look at the food, licking their lips. They clearly are hungry and I proceed them to a table. Once seated with food in front of us, a silence descends over us. Both start to eat, but I'm not hungry anymore and just push the food around on my plate. All too soon they are finished and get up to make the long way back. I leave my plate, maybe I come back to eat at least a little. I take both of their hands and lead them out of the hotel. They walk towards the car and I follow. Hopefully we're too far away, so no pictures can be taken. Tiger embraces me as Sexy puts their bags in the trunk of the car. "This was great. Tomorrow you will come home and then everything can go back to normal", Tiger tells me solemnly and I kiss his lips softly, putting all my love for him in the kiss. After a while, I get softly pulled from his arms right into Sexy's arms. Mine encircle him and I squeeze him tightly, my head on his shoulder. This goodbye hurts the most, and I don't want to let go. But unfortunately I can't stay like this and I pull back a little looking up at him. His lips crash on mine, and a whimper escapes me. I so desperately want to tell him I love him, but I don't and pour all of me into the kiss, trying to convey all of my emotions into him. He breaks the kiss and leans his forehead on mine, "I'll miss you little minx", he sighs and gives my nose a soft kiss. He reluctantly steps back and releases me. My arms fall to my sides at the loss of him, and I watch him encircle the car and get in without looking back at me, and it hurts a little. "I'll see you tomorrow, little vixen", and then Tiger is in the car and I watch the car leave me alone. I slowly walk back to the hotel, right to the elevator, I'm not hungry anymore. I'm so wrapped up in my own head, I don’t notice someone following me. When I get off at my floor I walk towards my room, and just before I can open the door, I'm slammed into it, my head collides forcefully with the hardwood. I'm instantly dizzy and stumble, dropping the key card. I still don't understand what is happening, but the door is opened and I'm pushed in forcefully. I fall on my hands and knees and groan at the dizziness. The door closes and my hair is grabbed roughly, hauling me to a bed. I cry out in pain, and try to dislodge the hand from my hair. He pulls me up and throws me on the bed. He is on me in seconds and I get pushed down into the bed. The weight is crushing me, making it difficult to breathe. The smell of his breath hits my nose, and dread fills me completely. Asswipe, or his brother, I don't know. I claw at his arms and face, my nails scratching him, and when I draw blood he sits up and hits my face full on, snapping my head to the side. Pain consumes me, throbbing through my head and brain. I gasp for breath and am paralyzed by the pain, and when he pops the first button of my pants, a knock sounds on the door. He growls in anger, hits me again and gets up to open the door. I'm so out of it, I stay where I am, when the pain subsides I can think a little clearer and I see both standing there watching me. I scoot all the way to the other side of the other bed, getting as much space between us as possible, but I know it's futile. I'm alone and there's two of them. They laugh evilly at my attempt at escaping them. I look around desperately trying to find something I can use as a weapon. If I can get away, I’ll be happy, too bad I can't use this room tonight. They have a key now. I find my phone is still in my pocket so I can leave when the opportunity presents itself. "This isn't part of the deal", I say trying to distract them. "I know", one of them drawls, "but seeing two others all over you, we can't wait anymore. You're quite the slut aren't you, how many have you fucked?", I ignored his question and edge to the side, I can see something black on the floor, just at the end of the bed. I didn't see that before, what is it? "That's none of your business who I fuck or how many", I say as my hand sneaks around the bed, curling my fingers around the black object. "They are still here so our agreement doesn't start yet", I say again, hoping to get them to leave. I quickly look at the object in my hands and see a small umbrella, you know one that folds out at the push of a button. Hmm maybe this will help me. When one of them stalks towards me, I jump up and when he’s close enough I hold the umbrella in front of me and push the button. The umbrella unfolds and hits him right in the nose, blood spurting out. His hands fly to his nose as he whines in pain. His brother rushes to him and I jump over the beds, and run straight for the door. I'm out in the hallway, when both shout, but I don't stop and run to the stairs. I need to get away. I wrench the door open and dash down to the seventh floor, hoping Fiona or Mina are in the room, I knock forcefully and to my intense relief I haven’t run into anybody, and the door is opened seconds later. I dash in and slam the door shut. Fiona is staring at me with big eyes, behind her Mina, Luke and Mandy pop up. Not the people I want but they will have to do. "Y/n, what happened to your face?", Mina asks with concern. I cover myself with my arms, not that I’m embarrassed, I just need to feel better. I feel my face and it starts to hurt now the adrenaline is leaving my body. Tears start to leak out of my eyes, even though I'm trying my best to keep them in. The one who understands right away is Luke and he gets the bucket for the ice to go get some. He leaves the room, brushing past me, a small smile on his face. I walk further into the room and sit down on a bed. The girls group around me but I'm too upset to talk right now. Minutes later a knock on the door announces Luke is back and Fiona goes and opens the door. In walks Asswipe, or at least one of them, and as soon as I see him I'm off the bed and scoot to the corner farthest away from him. He smiles evilly, but doesn't do anything and when Luke walks in he sighs in defeat and leaves without saying something. The girls exchange bewildered looks before looking back at me. Luke doesn't react in any way and gets a towel, fills it with ice, and slowly walks towards me. I'm still apprehensive of him, but stay where I am. He holds the towel filled with ice up, and looks questioningly at me. I nod once and then the pain gets numbed by the cold. I sigh in bliss, "thank you", I say in a small voice. "Y/n, what happened?", Mina begins again, but Luke shakes his head, "don't pressure her. Can't you see she is in shock?" I'm honestly surprised. I never would have believed him capable of this. "I'm sorry to barge in like this and not explain. I just can't right now. I only have one request. Don't leave me alone for the rest of the tour please?" They wouldn't understand why I'm so shaken up. I never want to revisit my memories of that horrible time, and this with Asswipe just now comes really close. They promise to stay close to me, and I sit down on the bed and hug myself. I'm extremely cold. "Luke, could you get my stuff from room 1165. I lost the key though", I ask him looking hopeful. He nods, "I'll ask downstairs. I'll be back." He leaves and we girls are alone again, and I can see that they don't know how to act around me now. "If you don't mind, I would like to take a shower. When Luke gets back with my clothes, please bring me some", I tell the girls and get up to go to the bathroom. As I walk past Fiona she hugs me, rubbing my back. Then she steps back and I give her a half smile and proceed towards the bathroom. I set the temperature to scalding hot and strip myself. The water burns when I get under it, but I don't care, I need to burn his feelings off of me. I furiously scrub my skin with soap, and finally I feel a little better. At some point the door opens and I hear someone placing stuff on the counter, "thank you", I tell the bathroom hoping the person heard me. While showering I shake the memories off and file them away behind the lock in my brain, finally feeling like myself again. I get out of the shower and dry myself. I get dressed and leave the bathroom. They are chatting softly but stop once they see me. "Okay, stop walking on eggshells around me. I'm not that breakable. I was just shaken up", I tell them, and Fiona and Mandy grin sheepishly at me. Luke just has an unreadable expression and Mina is clearly not listening to me. We chat the time away, but mostly I’m just listening. I don’t feel like joining in. I’ll probably be back to completely normal when I’m home again, away from Asswipe and his brother. When it’s finally time to leave, we get our belongings and head down to the lobby.

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 22/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking.

*21. The best surprise ever*

I’m completely speechless, just drinking him in. The way he’s leaning against the door frame, a smirk on his face, eyes dark and brooding, roaming my whole body. How is he here? Is he alone? Seeing him now makes me realize how much I missed him, the soul mark burning sensing him close. Next to being speechless, I’m also paralyzed, unable to move anything. I don’t even blink, too scared he will vanish. “Hello little minx. Surprised to see me?” He purrs, and the sound of his sexy voice, resonates deep within me, making me wet already. He walks closer, and halts in front of me, him being taller I need to tilt my head. His finger strokes my cheek and I shiver, “Very”, I finally find my voice, and he chuckles at my response. He has my whole attention, so I don’t hear a thing, I just see him, feel him, smell him. I wrap my arms around his back and pull him against me, his lips on my neck, kissing. “I’ve missed you so much”, I whisper into his ear. He chuckles against my skin and bites it before replying, “me too little minx, so, so much. I’m sorry”, he adds, and I wonder what he means but I get distracted by him lifting my leg and sliding into me. Wait? When did he remove his pants? He pushes as far as he can go and then stays there, sighing. He starts to move as he kisses my neck up to my ear, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait anymore”, and he licks the shell. Every touch, lick and thrust has pleasure burst through my system, building the fire stroke for stroke. I moan and in the back I can hear rustling, but my mind is too far caught up in the pleasure, so I forget it the instant I hear it. Balancing on one leg, while the other is hooked in his elbow is a challenge, and he helps me by wrapping the other arm around my back. I wrap mine around his shoulders and just enjoy the feeling of him sliding in and out of me. His lips crash hungrily on mine and he literally steals my breath, mimicking his thrusts with his tongue. Suddenly a slap on my ass has me clenching my walls and he groans in delight, “god you’re so tight, I love it. The way you wrap around my cock is heavenly, it makes me wanna stay in you forever”, he purrs huskily in my ear, goosebumps erupting across my body, making me shiver in delight. The dirty talk fuels the fire in my belly, making it almost break like a dam. My nails dig into his scalp as I stroke through his soft locks, adding another pleasure to the mix. Everything about him has me on edge so quickly, and when the orgasm breaks the dam and it flows through my nerve system, I moan his name in his ear and he stutters, thrusting once, twice and spilling his seed into me. The pleasure centers in my soulmark and the tingles there morph into fireworks, prolonging the orgasm. He joins me moaning and he bites my neck, and lapping at it after with his tongue. Only after regaining our breath, he pulls out of me, placing my leg down, and when he steps away, I get another surprise. “That was quite the show", Tiger says lazily, lounging against the door frame. When I see him, I run at him and throw my body on him. He wraps his arms around me chuckling, “Did you miss me that much”, he asked. I just nod, my face against his neck, breathing him in. He smells so good, it feels like coming home. He embraces me, squeezing me tightly, "I missed you too", he whispers in my ear, his fingers digging into my waist possessively. When I lift my head to look at him, I don't get the chance, his mouth claiming mine in a searing kiss. A loud slap rings through the bathroom and my ass stings where it was slapped. I moan into the kiss and he growls squeezing me tighter. I break the kiss, cause I need oxygen and I want to look at him, as he didnt give me a chance. Sexy comes and stands next to me, while Tiger still embraces me, and softly caresses the stung ass. I step back and take both of their hands and pull them out of the bathroom. I make them sit down and hold my hands up, "now stay here please, I need a shower and you distracting me doesn't help", and I look pointedly at Sexy and he chuckles, "sorry, I just couldn't help myself. You're that delectable" I smile at him and leave them to take that shower. As I stand under the spray, muscles relaxing from the heat of the water. My mind is calm, for the first time this week. All bad things leaving my body. Those two really give me peace and I'm over the moon that they are here. I wash my hair and body and rinse off after. I turn the shower off and dry myself. I brush my hair and take the time to rub lotion into my skin, making it extra soft. When I'm done, I join my two boys who are exactly where I left them. When I reach them, Tiger pulls me between his legs and kisses my belly, while palming my ass. So again right to the steamy stuff. I don't mind one bit, the talking can come later. I weave my fingers through his hair and enjoy the tickling sensation on my ribs, just below my breasts. He slides off the bed and lands on his knees, kissing his way down. He puts one of my legs over his shoulders and I grab his hair tighter to keep myself steady. When his tongue licks my folds, pushing his tongue in between them, I jump and nearly fall back. His hands land on my ass, pulling me to him, and this way I won't fall. My nails scratch his scalp as he licks my clit with long slow strokes. I moan and throw my head back in pleasure. He's so good at this, I always finish quickly, so when I feel the start of an orgasm, I'm not surprised and just enjoy his tongue eating me out. The pleasure consuming me, and I moan with every lick. He knows I'm close, he grows more enthusiastic with every moan that leaves my mouth. His finger joins and slides through my slit to the opening of my pussy. When I feel him pushing in, I push down a little, pushing it faster into me, and he growls. He slowly thrusts in and out, adding a second finger, the pleasure almost spiking. "So wet, come for me", he growls against my clit and the dirty talk and vibrations send me flying over the edge and at the same time a dam of exquisite pleasure breaks, and I drown. But I'm so happy to go. My legs shake and I can barely stay upright. With every squeezing of my walls on his fingers, the dam breaks again and again. He licks every drop he can get, and hums in satisfaction. When he pulls his fingers out, I whine at the loss, and then he offers his wet fingers to Sexy to lick off, my heart skips a beat and I can't look away of the erotic vision in front of me. Sensual lips wrap around the digits and lick them clean, and another whine escapes my mouth. "So delicious", Sexy says, "damn right she is", Tiger responds, having a total bro moment between them. I sink to my knees in front of them, and both have an eager look on their face, knowing what I'm up to. I remove their clothes till they are sitting naked on the edge of the bed. Both harden under the intense stare I give them and then I lean forward and take one of them in my mouth, and the room gets filled with deep moans as I suck his cock. He hardens more and it's like a steel rod sliding over my tongue, but oh so soft and the contradiction turns me on more. My hand reaches for the neglected cock and I start to rub up and down. After a couple of minutes I switch and this way I give pleasure to both. As I'm having Tiger in my mouth, he pulls me up, and down on his lap, he gives me a kiss and then whispers in my ear, "I need to be inside you. Ride me." I lift up and he aligns himself, and as I sink down on his cock I moan, "fuck, you feel so good. Just fuck me please", I breath out as he is all the way inside. I squeeze the walls of my pussy, and he grabs my ass, digging his fingers into the soft flesh. He pulls me down more and he goes in further, hitting everything. Desire for him flowing through my body, he pulls me up again, to slam me down right away, and as he does, he thrusts up, adding a little pain. I cry out, and my fingers dig into his shoulders. I start to roll my hips, rubbing my clit on his pelvic bone, and he moans against my throat, licking and biting the skin, leaving angry red marks. Suddenly I don't feel the bed under my knees and the next second I'm on my back on the free bed. My ass hanging over the edge, held up by his hands, as he thrusts vigorously. I'm a moaning mess at this point, his cock hitting that spot over and over till a second orgasm washes through me, and after three more hard thrusts he reaches his own high and he growls as he bites down on the skin between my neck and shoulder. My pussy milking him till he's dry, but he doesn't pull out right away. He's lying on top of me and the weight feels delicious. Slowly our breathing gets back to normal and he rolls off of me and I promptly slide off the bed. I land with a thud and I start to laugh. Of course, my ass hangs over the edge, sometimes I feel so clumsy, especially next to them. I look up and lock eyes with Sexy, who looks amused at me. "You know, this happened with Jungkook and the other two, when they were here two days ago", and I laugh harder. Tiger joins in, "yeah Jungkook told us. Since when are you so clumsy?", he asked, lifting his head so he could look at me. "I don't know, its probably because the sex was just so great." They both smirk at me, their ego inflating just a little bit, and I laugh some more. I maneuver my knees beneath me so I can get up, bringing my head close to Sexy's as I get up and when my lips are level with his, he grabs me neck and pushes his tongue in greedily. He dominates the kiss like always and I melt, grabbing his hair at the nape of his neck. He growls into the kiss before moving his lips next to my ear, "you know I'm not done with you just yet, little minx?" The dark promise in his voice has the walls clamp down on nothing and the empty feeling intensifies. I whimper and my breath hits his ear, sending goosebumps across his body. "Go lie on your stomach on the bed, but not in the middle, your lower body isn't on the bed", he instructs me. Okay what is he planning? I'm curious so I do as he says. "Now scoot up a little and get your legs in a split on the bed, just on the edge", he instructs me next and after a little maneuvering I'm lying on the bed as he wants. Legs to either side of me, completely open to their view as both are behind me and I can't see them. Tiger comes into view, and crawls on the bed in front of me. I'm leaning on my elbows so my head is level with his crotch when he sits on his knees. He scoots closer and closer, till I can wrap my lips around him and I greedily do. It's difficult to bob my head so he slowly starts to thrust. A spank to my ass gives me an electrifying jolt and I moan around the cock in my mouth and down my throat. I swallow and that combined with the vibrations has him moaning, "yes suck it. Make me feel good", and he picks up speed becoming a little rougher. A finger trails down my butt crack to my pussy and as it penetrates me I moan again. The empty feeling gets satisfied a little, but it's not enough. I whine and wiggle my hips, and he adds another finger chuckling low, "want more?", he purrs. And the next thing I feel is a warm and wet tongue licking all the way up, over my folds, tasting me. Being spread out like this, gives him easy access and he pierces his tongue into me, licking the juices out of me. Two spanks to my ass and I'm squeezing his tongue, and he growls and the tingles shoot through my body, centering on my clit. When he feels my walls twitch with an impending orgasm, he pulls away and I growl at the loss. Hands grab my hair in a ponytail and pull my head back, and as he does so, he pushes his cock into me and I moan. Tiger scoots closer so I can suck him again. And both don't hold back, and thrust mercilessly into me. Pleasure consumes me, I don't know where I start or end. It feels like one giant ball of pleasure. Moans and slapping of skin fill the room. Sexy leans over me and this way the angle changes and now he hits my special spot, rubbing over it continuously with the head of his cock. "Just remember you're mine, and mine alone", he whispers just for me. He releases my hair and snakes his hand around my throat, while the other curls around my breast and pinches the nipple. He squeezes my throat, and I get dizzy. A cock in my mouth and his hand at my throat, severely restricting my access to air. "Come for me minx, squeeze my cock. You're so tight around my cock I never want to leave", he growls and everything combined sends me over the edge coming around his cock. I swallow and next thing I know, he’s spurting his semen into my mouth. I lick him clean, and when he's completely drained he plops back down on the bed, panting hard. My orgasm lasts longer than normally, or is it another one? I don't know and don't care and I moan my pleasure. He spanks my ass, then curls both hands around my breasts, kneading and pinching the nipples. "One more, come one more time for me. I'm close. Come now ", and I do just as he shoots his first load into me. My nerve system is flooded with pleasure, almost making me black out. I'm breathing heavily, desperately trying to get some air into my lungs. I'm exhausted and slump to the bed, completely spent. He pulls out and walks to the bathroom, and comes back with a warm washcloth. He tends to me, as I’m too tired to move a muscle. When he's satisfied, Tiger pulls me up the bed fully and we both settle under the covers. His arms wrapped around me and my head on his chest. Sexy disposes of the washcloth and gets into bed with us, spooning me. And I fall asleep immediately.

Two hours later I wake up, I need to use the bathroom. There’s only one problem, I’m completely engulfed by limbs. They are so entangled, I don’t know who’s limb is where. Carefully, silently and slowly, I tried to entangle myself. It’s difficult with how my arms are placed, I can’t move them. I try to wiggle myself down, maybe I can slip out of it like that. After two minutes I huff out a breath in frustration. My bladder is making itself known more and more. I don’t want to wet the bed, that would be horrifying. Another tactic is in order, maybe if I can get on my stomach, I can push myself out. After a lot of maneuvering and wiggling, I’m on my stomach with my arms before me. I push on the bed and I can feel myself slide down. The limbs on my body slide up, I push a couple more times, and I’m almost there. I feel elated at the near freedom, and give it one last strong push, and then I can get up. I take a second and just watch them sleep, before dashing into the bathroom. I finally can relieve my bladder. I flush once I’m finished and go over to the sink to wash my hands. In the corner of my eye I can see movement in the mirror, so I look up and see Tiger in the door frame, observing me. I dry my hands and lean my hip against the counter and look at him directly. We stand there, just staring. I start to wonder what is going on in his mind as he watches me like this. “You know”, he finally breaks the silence, whispering, “it was my turn to text you tonight. I hope this was better?” Oops, I completely forgot to check my phone again. “Oh”, I say, my mouth open in an O, before smiling big, “this was definitely better”, I whisper back. He comes closer as I stay where I am. He trails his fingers over my arm, from the shoulder down to my hand, when he is close enough to touch. But he still takes two more steps, molding himself against me. My other arm gets the same treatment and I shiver in his arms, He takes both of my hands and places them on his chest, before winding his arms around me in a tight embrace. He hums a sweet soft melody as he rocks from side to side, and I sigh at the peace enveloping my body. There’s nothing sexual about this, and I feel really happy that we have a connection beside the sex. I know there isn’t much talking when we’re alone, or almost alone. Alone time like this is really rare, so I embrace it even more. He lifts my chin with his finger and gives me a sweet soft kiss, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders and neck, clinging to him. The kiss picks up a little heat, adding tongue. His hands caresses my body, and when he has them around my waist, he lifts me up and sits me down on the counter. He moves my knees apart, and inserts himself between my legs, the kiss never breaking. When his hands cup my pussy, I moan softly into the kiss, and he growls, getting a little desperate. Hmm this is new, but I like it. He isn’t into foreplay now, as he pushed two fingers into me, thrusting right away. He groans at the wetness between my legs. Not much is needed to get wet, they have complete control over my body. My hand blindly finds his cock, and it’s hot to the touch, and hard already. I stroke him softly, tickling the underside of the head, teasing him a little and he growls, “naughty little vixen”, but he smiles, telling me he liked it. When his lips graze the skin of my shoulder, he pulls his fingers out of me and replaces them with the tip of his cock. Meanwhile his lips burn my skin everywhere he lets them touch me. Kissing all of me. His hands grab my breasts and push them together before his tongue attacks the hardened nipples, and he slides himself into my pussy as he bites the protruding nubs. I throw my head back and moan at the pleasure running through me as he fills me completely. He stops and I wrap my legs around his waist. His arms go around me and he starts to move, slowly. Breaching the walls every time he pushed in, “You fit perfectly. So tight it almost hurts, but I love it. You like it when I fuck you like this?” All I can do is moan and nod, the pleasure too exquisite for my brain to form any coherent thought. “No, I need you to say it”, he demands with a raspy voice. I blink a couple of times, trying to clear the haze he’s put me in, “God yes, I like it. Please just fuck me”, I moan when I’ve found the muscles to move my tongue and lips. He growls in satisfaction and picks up the speed, snapping his hips in an unnatural rhythm. He throws everything he has into the mix, hands, tongue, teeth, lips. My body reacts to every touch, lick, nib, suck and I shiver and moan into his ear. When his fingers find my clit, a climax hits me unexpectedly, clenching around his throbbing cock, he moans at the squeezing. He doesn’t slow down or stop, and he doesn’t even join me in climax, he thrusts and thrusts. I nibble his earlobe,” Come for me Tiger”, I whisper sexily and that did the trick. A few more sloppy, hard thrusts and he pants his orgasm out as his cock twitches inside of me with release. He rests his forehead on my shoulder as he catches his breath. I stroke his hair, enjoying the aftermath in his arms. As the silence returns, he steps back and cleans himself and then me, before lifting me off the counter. My feet touch the ground but he doesn’t let go. Instead he moves his head to my ear and whispers, “ I know what he says to you just before you climax. I don’t mind, don’t worry”, he heard me gulp and felt my body tense up a little, “just remember that you’re also mine. I’m never going to let you go.” My embrace tightens and internally I melt. I kiss his cheek, before leading him to the bed. I deliberately didn’t answer him, because I would have told him I loved him, but I’m too scared it’s too early. I don’t want to chase him off. As I’m standing at the foot of the bed, watching the other sleep, I’m wondering how he could sleep through all the noise we made. I softly chuckle and Tiger joins me, knowing why I’m laughing. We both crawl into bed, and resume our position like before. I snuggle into his chest and close my eyes, “Goodnight Vixen”, he whispers before kissing my head. “Goodnight Tiger”, and I kiss his nipple, giggling when he growls. It doesn’t take long for oblivion to claim me and a dreamless sleep welcomes me into its arms, not knowing that the next time I’m awake, things would take a turn for the worst.

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 21/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking.

*20. A meet & greet, bus trouble, so basically a very long, but boring night*

Once I regain consciousness I wish I hadn’t. My brain is trying to pound out of my skull, and my mouth tastes like death. Oh god I hate hangovers, it’s one of the reasons I don’t like to drink, especially getting wasted. I try to remember everything that happened last night, and the last thing coming to mind, is sitting on one of the lobby couches. But wait, I’m clearly lying down now, in a bed. I slowly open one eye, and when the brightness of the room penetrates and pain shoots through my brain, I close it quickly. Oh god this is gonna take a while, and I alternate between the eyes, and slowly they become accustomed to the brightness. I sit slowly up and the sheet covering me falls down and I realize I’m naked. Worry shoots through my brain, and I scan the room quickly. I see my clothes, neatly folded, weird, that’s not my style. I’m alone it seems, but the relief leaves as quickly as it came, because the door opens, and I hear shuffling feet. Just in the nick of time, I cover myself, just before the person comes into view. It’s not Luke, or Asswipe, I’m not familiar with this person. A tall man, mid thirties I think, red short hair, blue eyes, slightly crooked nose, and small thin lips. He’s casually dressed, blue jeans, yellow sweater, and red converse. Very youthful. He stops in his tracks when he sees I’m sitting up, “Oh, you’re awake. Yeah, so uhmm…”, but I raise my hand and he stops, “did you undress me?” Right away he shakes his head no, “no, no. absolutely not, no my wife, she’s downstairs. She’ll be here soon.” Relief washes through me, but the next question pops up, “Why am I here?” I ask, staring him down, and he shifts on his feet. “Well, when we came back from our date, last night, around 2 am. You were sleeping on the couch peacefully, but there were some men, two to be precise, eyeing you and whispering, and my wife didn’t like it, neither did I mind you. So uhhh….. We took you up here, our room. We don’t have any ill intent, I hope you don’t mind us doing that. We just felt it wasn’t safe for you on that couch”, he walks to the couch, and sits down, as far away from me as possible, making me feel at ease a little bit more. Phew, no unwanted sex with someone. We sit in silence, and when the door finally opens for a second time, the man visible relaxes and a fond smile paints his face. The woman who emerges is small, like really small, even I’m taller. She has a pixie haircut, with bubblegum pink hair, every facial feature is small, except the eyes, big and blue. She is dressed in Black jeans, a white t-shirt with ‘Hell Yeah’ in red letters, A leather jacket with metal studs and black biker boots. A total contrast to the man. “Oh, you’re finally awake. How do you feel?”, her voice matches her physique, small and sweet. “Hungover”, I groan, and rub my forehead, which has been pounding non stop. “I understand by your husband’s explanation that you saved me. Thank you, I really appreciate it. I normally don’t drink, but that stupid game, never mind. And the two you probably saw, have been trying to get close to me for ages, so really, thank you from the bottom of my heart”, the woman beams, a big smile on her face. “No need to thank me, you would have done the same”, she walks to the bathroom and comes back with a glass of water, and hands it to me, “here, take this”, she says as she dumps two pills in my free hand. I take the pills gratefully and drain the whole glass, “I better get back to my room, I have a busy day today. Thanks again for the help”, I say, as I sit sideways on the bed, my feet touching the floor. The woman approaches her husband and blocks me from his view, I scoot out from under the covers, grab my clothes and head into the bathroom. When the door closes, relief finally comes crashing through my body, and I’m literally shaking. I was really lucky these people helped me, If they hadn’t, I shudder at the thought and shake the feeling off. Nothing happened and I need to be more careful. No more alcohol or games. When we’re at the hotel, I’ll stay in my secret room. It’s the safest. I get dressed and check if I still have everything, phone, key card, both still in my pocket. I leave the bathroom and face the married couple, sharing a sweet kiss. I clear my throat, “I’ll be leaving now. Have a nice stay, and thanks”, both smiling brightly at me. I turn around and when I’m at the door, about to turn the knob, the woman speaks, “Wait, so stupid, but we never introduced ourselves. I’m Angela Retter, and this here is my husband, Kurt Retter.” I walk back and shake her hand, and then I shake his, “I’m Y/n L/n. It’s nice to meet you. Good day”, and I smile and leave them, exiting the room. I look for the elevators and press the call button when I finally find them. The elevator arrives and the doors open, I get on and press the button for my floor. Finally in my room, I fall on my bed and groan, the pills still haven’t kicked in. I close my eyes and regulate my breathing, so my head doesn’t pound as much. Gradually as I lay there, the pain in my brain lessens, and I sigh in relief. I slowly get up and walk to the bathroom, I take a quick hot shower and do the rest of my morning routine. Once I’m done, I check my phone for the time and see the notifications. Oh no, I missed texting with one of them. I open the app and respond right away.

He’s probably busy, so he doesn’t answer. Arriving at the restaurant, I’m later than usual, so only Alfred is sitting at the table. I first got my breakfast before joining him, “Good morning”, I say, but I didn't expect anything back, I was kinda rude yesterday. “Good morning. You had an interesting night I believe”, he looks at me with a big grin, “I’ve wanted to say the same for a while now, they are not my kind of people, to put it nicely.” My eyes grow big, and a smile slowly creeps on my face, “it all felt like a set up to get me drunk, so I had to leave. I may be wrong, it’s just how it felt”, I take a big bite out of the croissant, and sigh with bliss. I was starving. He resumes eating too, and we enjoy the comfortable silence. When I’m finished, I feel like myself again, well more or less. The headache is gone, courtesy of the pills and coffee. My stomach is content, being filled. “Are you ready to leave?”, I break the silence. “Yeah, let’s just clean this away first”, and he gets up and collects his dirty dishes. I do the same and we drop it off at the cart. In the loddy, on the couches, are the others, laughing at what Luke just told them. When we join them, a weird vibe settles over us. That was to be expected, some really don’t like me now. I don’t care, so I don’t pay attention and chat with Alfred over comics. Slowly, conversation between them starts up again, and is almost back to normal when Asswipe arrives. When I lock eyes with him, his eyes turn dark and foreboding, and I really don’t like it. “When we don’t have to dance today, could you stay at my side?” I whisper to Alfred, when we exit the hotel. He looks first at Luke and then at Asswipe, before his eyes look at me. “Are they bothering you?”, he whispers back. “Let’s just say, they are really trying their best to get me alone. And that is something I really don’t want to happen.” He looks at them again and then nods firmly, “we need someone else though, for when I’m on stage. Who do you think will help?” I think for a moment while my eyes scan the people before me. When they land on Chester, I look at Alfred, “how close are you with Chester?” His eyes cloud over in thought, “I’m the closest with Chester, so I think he is the best choice”, I nod, happy we’re in sync. “Could you ask him though?”, I whisper again, and he nods his head. We get on the bus and I pick a seat, away from Luke. Alfred takes the seat next to Chester and during the ride, I can see them whispering, and glancing my way, but also at Luke and Asswipe. At some point, I catch Chesters eyes and he gives me a thumbs up, so he is on board with the plan. I feel a little better now, knowing I won’t be alone. We arrive at the venue and go inside. We all practice the performance once to make sure everything is in order. During dinner my phone vibrates in my pocket, and I get it out and see I have a text.

After texting I put my phone away and ate the last of my dinner. I tell Chester I need to use the restroom, so we both leave the dressing room. On the way back, “so are they really trying to get you alone?”, he asked, looking questioningly at me. I stop and he does too, "why did you agree to help me, if you're doubtful?" I ignore his question and ask mine instead. He shrugs his shoulders, "mainly because Alfred asked me", he says with a sheepish grin. Okay, honesty, much appreciated. "Well, Luke has been trying for months now, and it's not him I'm afraid of, he's harmless, Gerard, the manager, he has a twin brother with the same interest in me. He already felt me up, and last night could've been so much worse, if it wasn't for that nice and friendly couple. Just watch them, you'll see it for yourself" I tell him. He looks at me silently and then turns to go back to the dressing room. Inside, Asswipe(Gerard) is standing in the middle, about to make an announcement, and when he sees me, that evil creepy grim comes back on his face. Chester sees it too and takes his place beside Alfred, whispering. "The audiences have expressed their desire to meet you personally, so after tonight's show, we'll do a meet and greet." He doesn't wait but turns and leaves the dressing room. I just sigh, it's no use making a fuss.

The performance receives another standing ovation and everyone gathers in the dressing room to freshen up. If we're going to meet the audience, it has to be not as sweaty as possible. Once everyone has changed and is at least a little more presentable, we take a seat at the table, and the first people make their way over. It takes us about an hour and a half to meet everyone and I'm actually enjoying myself. I didn’t think I would, but everyone is very nice and praises our performances and skills. I'm at the end of the table, and next to me is, unfortunately, Luke. We dance the most with each other so of course we're grouped together. But even now, he's very professional and friendly. He hasn't said anything flirty or dirty to me all night. When I said goodbye to the last people, the others were already halfway out of the room. I get up and follow them, thanking the people working here for a nice job. I'm the last on the bus, and find a seat. It’s chilly on the bus and I burrow in my hoodie, and close my eyes. December is approaching, and with it the colder weather, with frost and maybe snow. But it’s very unpredictable, sometimes the first snow comes in January, or maybe even February. But the digits will drop below zero. Driving becomes a problem, with icy roads. The trees are bare of their leaves and somehow it has something beautiful. The renewal of life, when springs come and the trees become green again. There is still plenty of green visible during the day. The dark greens of fir trees, and not the fresh greens of loaf trees and the flowers once spring and summer roll around. Personally I like the winter, but that's mostly because my birthday is in December. I really don't like to get older, but I celebrate the day I came into the world. Sadly it's also the death day of my mother. I can't say I miss her, but the idea of a mother is precious to me and I'm sad I've never known that. And when I think about it, I can't say I've ever had a father, even though he was there in the beginning. I get yanked out of my thoughts when the bus suddenly slides to the side of the road, after a loud pop. The bus driver brakes and we slide, quite fast to a lamp post. I'm up front, so I see everything clearly and I hold my breath and brace for the impact. The bus driver keeps breaking and we finally stop, nudging the lamp post slightly. The bus got jarred slightly and when everything was still, the boys jumped up excitedly, screaming and punching each other on the shoulder. Like they just had a near-death experience. The bus driver is shaking and I get up and check up on him. He seems fine, not injured, just shaken up. "Everyone okay?", the bus driver shouts through the bus and all shout back that they're fine. He gets off the bus and walks out of sight, then I hear a loud curse and I get off as well. The bus driver is at the back of the bus, and when I get closer I can see that the tire blew out. The driver is obviously angry and he whips out his phone and punches the screen harder in his anger. While he makes the call, I get back on the bus, "a tire blew out and help is coming", I inform the bus. I sit back down and close my eyes. This may take a while. The others settle down too, and the bus becomes quiet, and I doze off.

My hands stroke through super soft locks, it feels like water flowing through your fingers. Lips gently brush against the skin of my throat, leaving fire in its wake. I gasp as teeth bite down, followed by a tongue soothing the inflamed skin. I arch my back, pressing my breasts against a firm chest, my hardened nipples rubbing sensually over smooth skin. The sensation shoots tingles down to my pussy, wishing to be filled. I hear a groan near my ear and my earlobe gets sucked a second later. My hands travel down over his strong back, muscles flexing. Firm yet soft to the touch and I let my fingers trail down and back up. He shudders at the light touch, "you're mine", he whispers and he puts his arms around me, under my arms, over my shoulders, his hands grab my head just before he crashes his lips against mine. The kiss is heated, possessive and loving at the same time, and I lose myself in him, and the pleasure his tongue gives me. He scoots up a little, to get better access, nestling himself right between my legs, his crotch against mine. He fits perfectly. The kiss never broke, and he sucks my lower lip into his mouth, then bites it, and I moan. One of his hands caress my skin, all the way down to my hip, and there his fingers dig into my skin, holding me. He slowly inches closer and closer to my…… I get jolted awake, and with the dream still imprinted on my brain, I’m disoriented and don’t understand what happened. My eyes slowly focus, and when my vision is clear, I see the road speeding under us. Oh the bus is moving again. I relax back into the seat and let my mind wander. The dream reminds me of one night, back in the beginning. The sex was slow, with lots of touches, kissing and licking. Maybe it was just a memory, but now I’m horny, and alone. I groan internally, and see the hotel come into view. Just a little bit longer and I can escape to my sanctuary. When the bus finally stops in front of the hotel, I wait for the others to get off, and ask the driver how he’s doing. He smiles at me and tells me he’s fine. I smile back and get off. I walk slowly inside and to my luck, I don’t see the others. I still repeat the trick with the first floor, but today I take the stairs up to the third floor, why? I don’t know, I just feel like it. I always follow this feeling, telling me I need to do this. So I do. There I use the elevator to go up to my room. I use the keycard, and hear the lock click. I open the door, and I see light burning. I didn’t leave the lights on. Maybe one of the cleaners? I shrug it off and go right into the bathroom and start the shower. I slowly strip, not hearing the door being opened due to the shower. When I step out of my panties I turn around, and my heart flies to my throat, making it hard to swallow.

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 20/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking.

*19. Sweet, sweet goodbye, but oh so painful*

Fuck. What does he want now? I entangle myself from Foxy and smile reassuringly at him. “I’ll be okay. Don’t worry”, I whisper, Jungkook is occupied with Taehyung, softly whispering in the corner. Lindsy is curious, only she understood Asswipe. “Go take them to breakfast”, I tell Lindsy and follow behind Asswipe to my next moment of doom. Leaving the others standing in the elevator. He leads me down a flight of stairs and we arrive in a dimly lit hallway, Oh hell no, what is he up to now. He walks to the first door on the right and opens the door for me. I walk in and it turns out to be a small office. I turn and face him, questiongly looking at him. “Firstly let me apologize for what my brother did yesterday. I wanted to have this conversation before he did what he did.” so he’s mad he jumped the gun and not for what he did? Yes a total Asswipe, both of them. I don’t talk, he isn’t worth my breath at the moment. “You see, I recognize your friends, so when you kissed him I took pictures. So you are faced with two options now”, he says as my heart rate increases and sweat breaks out over my palms, “either become my brothers and my sex slave, or I post the pictures and expose them.” I scoff, “and who are they?”, I retort defiantly, my hands balling into fists at the audacity to blackmail me. He chuckles, “My little sister is a huge Light 7 fan, a star or whatever their fanbase is called, I knew it right away, and three together, which means the other four are somewhere close by”, he crosses his arms and looks smugly at me, and I know I don’t have a choice, I can’t let him expose them. I just need to steal the phone, or phones and delete everything, but till that happens I need to play along. “Fine, but only when they are back in Korea, not before that. Deal?” I say stretching my hand towards him, inwardly cringing at the prospect of touching him. He looks intently at me, biting his lip, “Deal”, he finally says. I’m not telling him when they are leaving, he doesn’t know where I live, yet. He’ll probably find out, but god I hope not. He takes my hand and we shake briefly, me dropping his hand as soon as I can. I push past him to the door, but he grabs me, “no, no, the deal is only sealed with a kiss. I inwardly scream and close my eyes, pressing my lips together so he can’t gain entrance. I feel his gross lips on mine and his foul breath rushes through my nose, making me gasp. I pull away and run out the door, tears leaving my eyes. I climb the stairs, but keep going, I need to calm down. When they see I cried, all hell will break loose. Once I’m sure I can keep the tears at bay, I find the restroom and wash my face, especially the eyes, so they don’t look red anymore. I slowly find my way to the restaurant and see everyone from the tour seated at the table, including Asswipe, an evil smile directed at me. I greet them as I walk past them, looking for my real friends. I find them in the back, out of sight of the other people, and when I take my place, Jungkook jumps up, “Wait here, I’ll get you breakfast”, and he dashes away. “So what did that guy want?”, Taehyung asks me. Shit he noticed him too, I thought he was too preoccupied with Jungkook. Shit, what do I tell them? I can’t tell them he’s blackmailing me. My mind blanks and I zone out, Not good, it will make anything I say more unbelievable. “ Oh nothing much, just some change in the outfits for two of my dances.” I gratefully smile at Jungkook when he places a plate with delicious food in front of me and I dig in right away, mainly to make them drop the subject. I can see Foxy shooting me glances, a question written all over his face. I know what he wants to know, and when everyone is looking at their plate, I shake my head at him, and he sighs in relief. I’m eating slowly, just so they stay a little longer. I really don’t want them to go. I’ll be alone again, and normally I’m fine alone. But lately I’m not, and I know exactly why, and it's going to be an adjustment when they leave, and go back home. "Oh, I'm sorry, Y/n. Last night was supposed to be our night texting, I uh was otherwise occupied", Taehyung stumbles over his words, looking worried. I didn't even notice there were no texts and I shook my head at myself. They completely take my focus and I forget everything. "Oh? What were you doing that kept you from texting me?", Lindsy looking from me to Taehyung and back again. And she heaves a frustrated breath, clearly vexed with the language. I smile wickedly at him, and he glares back. "Probably the same as what you were doing last night", he says with a cheeky grin. I giggle, "I highly doubt that. You were lacking a person for what we were doing", and I placed my elbow on the table, resting my chin in my hand, looking at him with a big smile. He looks at Foxy and Jungkook and I follow his gaze and see Jungkook beet red from blushing, aaah how sweet, still blushing when we talk about it, but when he is in the action he's another person, full of confidence in his prowess. Foxy just looks smug, there is just not another word for it, smug. Taehyung grins big and winks at me. When Lindsy stands up, Taehyung and Jungkook follow, and I inwardly groan. They are leaving. I steel my face and plant a smile on my face, I know it will look fake, but it’s the best I can do at this moment. Their leaving fills me with dread. In a couple minutes I have to fend for myself again, it’s exhausting to say the least. I get up too and gather all the dishes, Foxy helps and Jungkook follows. Taehyung and Lindsy are completely occupied with each other, but I don't blame them, I know the feeling. While we bring the dirty dishes to the drop off cart, they are already out of the restaurant. They are waiting for us in the lobby and I follow them slowly to the exit. Jungkook embraces me tightly. Lifting me off my feet, and whispering in my ear, "enjoy yourself but come home to us, okay?", clearly clueless to my state of mind. When my hands slide in his hair he gives me a goodbye kiss, deep but short. His place is taken by Taehyung who pulled him away, "my turn." He wraps his arms around me and plants his face in my neck, breathing me in, "I missed you last night", I whisper for him only. He groans and tightens his hold. Then his lips claim mine and I melt more. Jungkook started it and I think once they are gone, I'll be a puddle right in the entrance of the hotel, with people trampling all over me. Taehyung gets pulled away next and his lips detach from mine with a small pop, and a whine from him. Foxy chuckles when he slides into my arms, which are open and waiting for him. "Be safe, please? I couldn't bear it if something were to happen to you", he whispers quietly near my ear, his arms have me in a hold so strong, I'm surprised it doesn't hurt. "I'll try" is all I can promise him and he knows it. He buries his head in my neck and starts to leave small kisses, working his way up, over my jaw. And right before he kisses my lips, he smiles seductively. This kiss is much more demanding than the other two, sucking my tongue right out of my mouth into his. "Wow", I hear Lindsy say, "now I want to kiss him too." I break the kiss and laugh at her, Foxy clueless why I'm laughing, so I kiss him quickly and push him out of the hotel with a heavy heart. I embrace Lindsy, "thanks for coming. It means a lot. And thank you for bringing them." She smiles, "take care", and she follows the boys and the feeling of loneliness washes over me. I plop down on one of the couches in the lobby and wait for the rest. I'm so absorbed in my thoughts I don't hear someone stopping behind me. I jump when someone's breath tickles my ear, and at the smell I know who is behind me and my whole body tenses up. I look around, and luckily we're surrounded by people. "Thank you. Now I've got more pictures", and he laughs evilly, you know like those villains in movies, as he walks away. Fuck, I forgot. I mentally slap myself, great, just great, more pictures to delete. Aubrey plops herself beside me with a groan, and I look at her amused. "Nice of your friends to follow you here", she comments, hoping for me to tell her who they were. "Yes, yes it was", is all I give her, I don't know her well enough yet, maybe that can change. They all have their little clicks and I'm the weird outsider looking in. I'm not sure if I want to be in though. "So I noticed Fiona and Mina dumping you, so to speak. What happened?" She asks next, and I shrug, "I don't know to be honest. I can't remember anything that could lead to this." She scoffs, "oh come on. There must have been something that happened?" She tries again, and I shrug my shoulders again. I'm not telling her my theory. She keeps looking at me, and when she sees I'm determined not to say anything, she switches tactics. She's a nosy one, "your friends are hot, are they single?" And she looks hopeful. Well they are single, well maybe Taehyung isn't, who knows, but I'm not telling her that. She is too eager, and I don't like it. "Nope", and I shake my head to emphasize the meaning. She pouts, "bummer. All the hot ones are always taken", she whines, and she actually stamps her feet. Seriously, what the fuck. I take out my phone and occupy myself, I don't feel like talking anymore, and luckily she gets the hint. Soon the others join us and chatter rises up around me, but I don't join in. I know I'm isolating myself, but I don't care. I'm too down, and cranky. Finally Asswipe arrives and we exit the hotel and get on the bus waiting for us. I take a nap on the bus, still not feeling like joining in on the fun. And that is how my day drags on, but still surrounding myself with people.

Finally the bus pulls up to the hotel. This fucking day dragged on it's not funny. When I enter the hotel last, I make a beeline for one of the chairs, tucked away in a niche, on my way there I grab a magazine. I sit down and hide behind the, what is it even, oh great sports. Not my fancy, but that doesn't matter now. I wait for everyone to leave and then I even wait five more. It’s a good thing I waited, because Asswipe gets out of the elevator again. He looks around, looking for someone, and I shrink into myself, making myself as small as possible. I peek over the magazine and finally he gets on the elevator again, and as soon as the doors close, I'm out of my hiding spot, the magazine lands on the floor. I run for the stairs and run up one floor. There I take the elevator to my floor and enter the room I shared with Jungkook and Foxy. Looking at the beds, memories flood my mind and I sink to the floor. Thinking back on all the touches and kisses. The 'love' I felt when they held me. I'm sad but the tears don't come, instead a soft smile of fondness and love, yes love, dances around my lips. I feel my lower lip with my fingers, thinking of Foxy’s kiss this morning in the lobby. So full of longing, I melt all over again just thinking about it. Stop, stop I can’t keep wallowing in self pity, It’ll only hurt me. I get up and strip naked, putting the dirty clothes in the bag assigned for it. I go to the bathroom and take a shower, washing away everything dirty, but also all negativity clouding my mind. I get refreshed and a much clearer head space. I exit the bathroom and hear my phone chiming with the arrival of a text. I smile big and grab my phone and crawl into bed, making myself comfortable. Who is it going to be now?

I charge my phone and burrow further into the covers, trying to sleep. I think I kinda feel flattered with them being difficult when I’m not there. At least I hope it has something to do with me. Even with the visit last night, I still miss them the most. I can’t wait to be in their arms again, and then I’ll never leave again, so long as they let me of course. If they don’t want me anymore, I’m not going to force myself on them. This thought depresses me so I steer clear, and don’t dwell on it. Instead I recall every kiss and sigh in absolute bliss before finally falling into a dreamless sleep.

The next day is exactly the same as the one before, nothing exciting happens and the show goes smoothly. At the end, all decided to hole up in one of the rooms and play drinking games. I decided to join, even Asswipe joins, him not being that much older than us. Alfred suggests truth or dare, when we all are seated in a circle in Alfred and Chester’s room. I, and luckily a few others don’t want that one, “what about never have I ever?”, I ask. All agree and Asswipe starts. “Never have I ever had sex with a man?” and he smiles evilly at me, knowing I have to drink, just as every girl, and Alfred and Chester. “Never have I ever sucked a cock”, Micheal says, looking around at everyone, curious to see who has. All the same people, except Aubrey, drink again. Really she never has, okay never mind, I don’t want to know. The glasses that are empty, get filled again and it’s Tim’s turn. “Never have I ever had sex with the same sexe?” Fuck, I need to drink again. I lift my glass, and Alfred and Chester drink with me. Nobody joins us. Our glasses get filled again, and I feel the alcohol taking a little effect already, lowering my inhibitions. This needs to stop, or I’m going to get completely wasted, which I hate. I don’t want that to happen here. “Never have I ever had sex while somebody watches”, Luke says, eyes on me like he knows. What the fuck is happening, this feels planned to get me wasted, runs through my mind when I’m the only one who drinks. “Never have I ever had a threesome”, Mandy says, a gleeful smile on her face, which makes her ugly. I pick up my glass, again it’s just me, Jesus have they boring lives, and I giggle. The alcohol’s effect gets stronger and stronger, I need to stop real soon. Luckily it’s almost my turn. In the back of my head there’s this small voice trying to get my attention, but I can’t focus enough. Alfred is next, so maybe now I don’t have to drink. “Never have I ever felt the sting of the soulmate mark”, fuck me, but this stays secret, so I don’t drink and keep my face blank. No one else drinks and finally it’s my turn. I think and think, but nothing comes to mind, it needs to be something they have done and I didn’t. I’ve made up my mind, and this will help me get out of here. “Never have I ever wanted to get out of here as much as I do now”, and I grin at them, all looking shocked, and I raise my glass, drink it and stumble to the door. I need to be quick. In the hallway I speed up as much as I can, which isn’t really anything, but my mind is so far gone, that it looks like I’m flying. At the elevators I jabb the button repeatedly till the elevator arrives, the doors open and I get inside, and when I turn around, I can see Luke and Asswipe in the hallway, walking towards me. The doors close before they reach me and I sigh in relief. The elevator stops and an elderly couple enters and I squeeze myself into a corner, trying not to bother them. When we reach the lobby the couple gives me a polite bow of the head and exits the elevator. I peek my head out and when I don’t see them I get out myself and plant myself on a couch. 3 minutes later, they emerge, and spot me right away. They don’t look too happy, now they can’t try anything since there always will be people around in the lobby. I wave and both get back on the elevator to go to their room probably, I don’t know and I don’t care either. I sit here for another hour, dozing off and waking up again when my head snaps to the side with a jerk. Okay with the next one, I’m going up to my room. I need to sleep this off. I doze off again, and when I wake up again, I’m in a bed.

‘Oh shit, what the fuck happened?’

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 19/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*18. One hell of a night!*

I look in the direction of the voice and see Foxy smirking big at me, wiggling his brow. He pats the spot beside him on the bed and I switch beds. I sit down and lean to his ear, "how do you want me?", I purr seductively. He groans and bites his lip, "anyway I can get you", he growls. His hands reach for me and pull me closer. Making our bodies touch from head to toes. His skin feels blazing hot and my hands roam all over him, avoiding the prize between his legs. I can see him twitching every time I come close and by the sixth time he groans in frustration, clearly wanting to be touched. He grabs me tighter and pulls me on top of him and to balance myself , I straddle his waist and my hands are on his chest, "you're behaving like a naughty fallen Angel, teasing me", he says giving my ass a slap as a punishment. "Just prolonging the moment, it will be so much sweeter when it finally happens", I purr, and giggle. His eyes fill with a wicked glint and I'm a little scared of what he has planned. "Jungkook", he commands and Jungkook looks up at him, shocked to be addressed, "turn around and lie down again. And you, Angel, climb on top of him, 69 please", a tingle shoots right to my clit, the prospect of Jungkook's lips and tongue on me, arousing me beyond measure. And then him in my mouth, while Foxy probably will be behind me, filling me up. We do as he asked and Jungkook doesn't waste any time and attacks my pussy with total abandonment licking everything he can reach. I moan long and deep, unable to do anything but feel, his cock against my cheek, feeling hot and soft. When I'm a little more in control, I use my tongue and give him the same treatment he's giving me. Getting lost in the sensations of this position, I completely forget it's not just us two. I jump when two new hands stroke my ass, Foxy fills my mind and I squirm on top of Jungkook. The hands stroke and caress across my back, till they reach my hair, and his chest is on top of me, pushing me tighter against Jungkook. Being sandwiched this way has my mind short circuiting. For a while Foxy’s hands guide my head up and down, the dominance in the act has me hyperventilating, which is a problem, due to the restriction of access to the much needed life force. When he feels it becomes a problem. He pulls harshly on my hair, and at the same time slides his cock into my pussy. Jungkook's cock leaves my mouth with a pop, and he whines beneath me, while I gasp for air and at the feeling of being filled. The immobility of my head, and the pleasure of being filled, after feeling empty, has an orgasm flowing through me right away. Foxy moans, "yessss", he hisses, "come on my cock, squeeze me, god you're so tight, and now even more. So beautiful, I want more. Just give me more." During my orgasm, he kept still, just staying inside of me, riding out my orgasm. "You ready for being fucked senseless?" He asks, but he doesn't want an answer, slowly pulling out, so I can feel everything. Jungkook hasn't stopped licking and sucking, and the over stimulation is somehow, very pleasurable. I try to distract myself with the beautiful cock in front of me, and when I lick the tip, Jungkook whines and bucks his hips up. I don't torture him longer and take him into my mouth, my tongue flicking and feeling him. He moans and the vibrations are shooting through me, hardening my nipples more. The relentless pounding in my pussy, help me bob my head. Foxy speeds up, "come for me, now", he pants, voice raspy. At the word 'now’ I release and get hit by a hurricane as it flows through me. Clamping down on the cock inside of me, trying to keep him in, he releases a long moan and comes. And the sounds of us both moaning has Jungkook shooting his cum down my throat. All of my muscles shaking and spasm-sing, feeling completely drained, I collapse on top of Jungkook. I try to entangle my limbs from them, I feel like suffocating Jungkook, and I don't want that. When I'm finally free, I miscalculate and slide right off the bed and land with a loud skin slapping sound on my ass. "Fuck that hurt", I groan and two heads look from the edge off the bed down at me, both wearing an amused expression. I climb on the empty bed and just sit there, letting the pain fade away. Then I get up and head to the bathroom, I need to clean myself, I get joined by Foxy and we both do our thing in silence. When I'm about to walk past him, back to the room, he stops me, placing his hand on my arm. His thumb strokes my skin and I enjoy the feeling, "before I forget to tell you, we do have some bad news. Mr. Lee called Namjoon, and it basically means that our time here comes to an end. I'm not sure when, but it has been calm, and no information has been leaked to the public for two weeks now. He wants to wait a little more, but the call can come any day", he finished with a very soft voice, filled with sadness, just like how I feel. I smile and hug him, holding tightly, putting everything I feel about him into the hug. He does the same and we stay like that for a while. He pulls away first, "don't let it bother you. Just enjoy the time we do have, okay?" I ask, concern clear on my face. "I will miss you guys though. It has been an adventure so far", he chuckles at that, and precedes me out of the bathroom. Jungkook is under the covers of one of the beds, and I wait to see what Foxy is planning for sleeping arrangements. Jungkook’s eyes travel up and down over my body, oh yeah I'm naked still. I giggle a little and Foxy raises his brow at me. I shake my head, and follow slowly after him. To my surprise he crawls in the bed Jungkook is lying in. He leaves a space between them, and I crawl in the allotted space. I make myself comfortable and two arms, one from each side, wrap around me. Both sighing, like they're finally at peace. "I like this room", I say, "did you get it for just this night?" Jungkook slides his face closer to me so his lips are right at my ear, "yes, just for tonight", he whispers sleepily. Shit, if they booked it for more it could be my refuge from unwanted attention. No one knows the room number. "Would it be possible if you were to extend it before you leave tomorrow?" I ask. Silence engulfed us, and I look at Jungkook, hi hi he's passed out cold, snoring a little, lips parted. His breath tickles me, he's cute when he's asleep. Face relaxed, making him look younger than his age, and not as manly as during the day, when he's awake. I look at Foxy next, and he's wide awake, eyes boring into mine when we connect. A small smile is playing at the corners of his lips, "why?", his voice sultry, sending a shiver down my spine. Fuck, he just gave me a mind blowing orgasm and I want him again, by body reacting in a familiar way. He smiles evilly, seeing my reaction. "I just love the way you react to me, to us", he leans in and kisses me softly on the lips, pulling back a look of expectancy on his face. Why is he looking at me like that? My thoughts still scrambled from the sweet kiss. "What?", I ask, and then I remember, "oh right, why? Well, you know about Luke, right?" He nods and I try to swallow a lump forming at the back of my throat. It doesn't work, and I clear it to help. That did the trick a little, and it's easier to talk now, "well, Asswipe, the stupid manager from the tour who has all the power, has decided to make my life a living hell. First the unexpected news of the extra shows, no time to go back home and pack, so I have nothing with me. I had to go shopping”, I rant on and he just looks amused, listening to me vent my frustrations. “Then the overselling, although that is not necessarily his fault, really, it still made him enjoy it. And today, just before the show, he pulled me into a small cleaning closet”, I pause and look at him, I’m a little scared to be honest, I really can’t tell how he’s going to react. I’m glad Jungkook is asleep, he might not seek Asswipe out to punch him, but given the chance he definitely would. The seeking out will be a problem if two others find out about it, which I’m planning to never let happen. “What happened next Angel. Don’t keep me waiting”, he warns me, voice deep, laced already with a little anger. I knew it, this was not going to end well. I take a deep breath and brace myself, “he pinned me to the door and tried to feel me up, but I could get him off me, before he touched me. He landed on his ass and I immediately left, to run into Asswipe in the hallway. Turns out he has an identical twin.” I watch him silently, and I can see the wheels turning in his eyes, clouded over with anger and fear? Fear for what? I wait for him to say something, he opens his mouth, but closes it right away, shaking his head. He tries again and what comes out of his mouth is not what I expected at all. “I’m too emotional right now to give you my real thoughts on the matter, I’m just too angry, and I might say something I don’t really mean and scare you, scare you away from me. So let’s just go to sleep and we’ll talk another time. I realize that this needs to stay between us. Some of the others will not react so nicely, one of them lying next to you”, he finishes with a small chuckle, and I smile gratefully. How did he know that was what I wanted to ask him next? He gives me a good night kiss, “sleep”, and he makes himself comfortable, wrapped around me, as much as he can. I keep looking at him, after he closed his eyes, and his even deep breathing now tells me he’s asleep. He’s beautiful, the inside more so than the outside. The outside is only so beautiful, because his inside shines out of him, making him almost glow. With these thoughts swirling through my brain, darkness overtakes me and I fall into a restless sleep.

The next morning, my body feels like lead, I didn’t sleep well for some reason, I feel like I had a nightmare, but I don’t remember anything at all, and I need a minute to recall the events of last night, and why I’m literally dead weight right now. When the memories flush my brain, my blood heats up, warming every muscle and I'm able to move a little. I need to dance tonight, how am I going to do that? The restriction I feel now isn’t caused by my own body, I realize when I try to sit up. About seven to eight limbs are wrapped around me, and I wonder why I don’t feel suffocated. I feel content, relaxed, safe, loved. It’s an intoxicating potion, the boys mix, with me in the middle. “Hey, I need to pee”, I tell the sleeping boys loudly, trying to wake both up. Foxy just shifts a little, but continues to sleep happily. Jungkook on the other hand shoots up, back straight, looking around. When his eyes land on me they soften and the unfamiliarity of the situation disappears. When he sees me squirming and wiggling, I’m still held tightly, he laughs but proceeds to pry the limbs of me. When I’m finally free, I run to the bathroom and slam the door, finally waking Foxy up. “What the hell?”, he yells, to no one in particular. After I relieve my bladder, I turn the faucet and fill the bathtub, I peek my head out and tell them I’m taking a bath, I retreat my head and climb into the tub still filling up. When the water has reached its limit I turn the faucet. I slide down a little and just let the hot water relax my muscles further and the ache and stiffness of over use, slowly melts away. I’m still sure I had a nightmare, I’m feeling restless, on edge, like something bad is going to happen, not right now, but someday. When the water is cooled off, I drain the tub and get out. I dry myself slowly and do my morning routine, dressing in ripped, black jeans and a blue t-shirt, with a red dancing converse shoe. I had to have it when I saw it hanging in the store. I get out and meet the boys, well actually, Jungkook rushes into the bathroom, pushing me out and yelling, “I’ll be real quick”, and he slams the door shut. I laugh shaking my head as I walk towards Foxy, who sits on the bed, looking very serious. “What’s up?” I ask, voice small, still scared of what will be coming out of his mouth. “I still don’t know how to feel about it, but don’t point him out to me please. I don’t know what will happen then. Just promise me to never be alone with any of them again, okay?" I gladly comply with his request and promise him wholeheartedly and when I do so, I climb on his lap, straddling him. His arms wind around me and hold me in place. I lay my head on his shoulder and he rests his chin on my head, "I promise." When Jungkook comes out, fully dressed, smelling like soap, we're making out slowly, embracing each other tightly, barely any room to move. Jungkook clears his throat and we jump apart, but Foxy sits on the edge of the bed, so I fall back, again and disappear between the two beds, and he chuckles loudly, slapping his knee, "you should've seen yourselves” he cackles. Foxy looks at him disapprovingly but it doesn't phase Jungkook, still laughing. Foxy leaves for the bathroom and Jungkook comes over and reaches his hands to me, with the intent to pull me up. I eye him suspiciously. You never know with him, either I will be teased or seduced. So which will it be today? I decided to take the risk and place my hands in his. They close around mine and he pulls me up slowly, so I'm thinking I'm safe. But, being the devil that he is, he pulls hard at the last moment and I crash against his chest, his lips on mine already, "I didn't get my good morning kiss", he mumbles against my lips before taking complete control and penetrating my lips, his skillful tongue wreaking havoc in my mouth, that has me moaning in delight. I push him back and he falls on the bed, and I'm on top of him in seconds, reattaching our lips and tongues. My hands fist in his soft locks, he groans at the sensation and his fingers dig into the skin on my hips, probably leaving bruises. Not good, some of the outfits for the show are quite revealing. I don’t stop him however, I quite like the possessive feeling he has over me. Like I’m his, and I want to be. I don’t ever want to stop kissing him, but eventually I do, pulling back slightly, foreheads resting against each other. He is just as out of breath as I am, and I just look at him, and he looks back, memorizing me just as I am doing with him. Even though we’re not kissing anymore and my other senses aren’t as clouded as they would be if we were. I still don’t hear a door opening and closing. I’m, just as before, only pulled out of my daze by the clearing of a throat, undertones of amusement clearly ringing through. But contrary to last time, I don’t fall on my ass when we jump apart. Two strong hands hold me firmly at the waist. I climb awkwardly off of him, because he still doesn’t seem to want to let go. When I’m finally free, and his hands are on his lap, a pout on his lips, so adorable, I shift nervously from one foot to the other. Foxy notices my uneasiness and lifts his eyebrow at me. “To be honest, I don’t want you to go, and I really don’t want to do the show anymore, the fun is all gone. So have breakfast with me? Just keep me company a little longer”, I tell them, looking from one to the other. “We don’t want to leave you too, but we need to go back, the MV isn’t finished yet. And the second will be filmed after that, and maybe even a third. But that depends on whether we have enough time left before the crew leaves again.” Jungkook explains, “So let’s go eat breakfast, I’m starving.” We leave the room and when we reach the elevator, Taehyung and Lindsy join us. Taehyung looks positively giddy, why I don’t know. Lindsy on the other hand looks completely drained. Eyes drooping, limbs heavy, leaning on Taehyung’s shoulder. “What happened to you?”, I ask, barely keeping the smile off my face. I want to laugh so hard, but I don’t want to get slapped, which she will do. She looks totally fucked senseless. So that’s why he is so giddy, the bastard doesn’t have to look so smug. “Nothing”, she mumbles, and I barely catch it. I exchange some looks with Foxy and Jungkook and I see them also holding back their smiles and laughs. The elevator arrives and we get on, Taehyung pressing the button for the restaurant. We go down in silence, arriving at the second floor. The doors open and I’m face to face with Asswipe. “Yes?”, that one word laced with venom. I try to keep my tone as friendly as I can get, I don’t want Foxy to catch on, but no such luck. I can see understanding coming over his face in the corner of my eye. I sigh, when I feel his arm slide around my back, resting possessively on my hip. Asswipe sees it and smirks, telling me that it will not be a problem for him, and his eyes turn dark with unveiled lust. Just great, fucking great, he will be more persistent now, just what I don’t need. I can’t wait for it to be over.

“Ah there you are. There was a change of plans. Come with me.”

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part: 18/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*17. What the fuck? Twins? No way*

I look around quickly, seeing two others, and Lindsy? I look back to my right and he looks at me amused, a big grin on his face, eyes twinkling with glee. "Hello Angel", I cup his face with my hand, and because I missed him, I lean in and kiss him softly, just lips. I pull back, a smile growing. "Hello Foxy", he chuckles and pulls me in for another kiss, this one slow and filled with longing. I'm practically lying on him, coaxing a response from me with his lips, and I sigh, our breath mixing. I hear Alfred snickering, and I entangle myself, sitting back. I look at him, "what?", one side of my mouth up in a half smile. "Nothing, it looked like you enjoyed yourself, maybe a little too much." Alfred grins, all teeth, and I can't help but grin back, "you gathered quite the audience", and I look around me quickly, seeing all the people seated in the lobby looking in my direction. Lindsy comes over, followed by Taehyung and Jungkook. She stops in front of me and I get up and hug her tightly. "What are you doing here?", I ask, grabbing her shoulders and looking at her, a frown on my face. She smiles that smile, the one she has when she is up to something, and I get a little scared. Her plans don't always turn out great. Like that one time with the cats, she found one, she said it looked hungry. A street cat, black with white feet. So she took it home. And in the middle of the night she calls me. Waking me from my sleep, the cat had given birth. To eleven kittens no less. It took her almost three months to find homes for them. It took a big chunk out of her savings to feed twelve cats. And the sweet, but not so sweet kittens demolished her furniture. "When Mike told me there were extra shows I bought tickets. I wanted to see you dance. I got the last, I think, I wanted eight, but got four. And then the very heated game between those seven, and these lucky three won. And let me tell you, the other four weren't happy they lost, especially two. I've never seen such sulking and pouting. It was just too cute", and she threw her head back laughing. I think I know who those two were, just imaging them pouting, has me smiling brightly. "Great. I'm happy you're here, I was a little bored to be honest", and Lindsy looks at me with that smile again she's definitely up to something. Taehyung comes closer to her and back hugs her, wrapping his arms around her waist and his chin on her shoulder, looking at me. "So are you two a thing now?", I ask him. He smirks at me, "why? Jealous?", and I smile, "nope, just curious." His smirk slowly falls off his face, does he think I get jealous over Lindsy? She doesn't do serious, she might fuck the same guy more than once, but that's it. If we were to have sex, she wouldn't mind and I would have sex with him. This doesn't change that. "So are you?", I ask again. "I'm just having fun, as is she, I believe. We don't really talk, it's more moaning and touching. To let each other know what we want", he smiles at me, all boxy. Cute. The show starts in an hour, so they have to leave now and I need to go to our meeting spot. We say goodbye, all three the boys hugging me tightly. Jungkook even stole a sneaky squeeze to one of my breasts, biting my lip to not make a sound. Alfred and I make our way to the underground parking garage. The others are waiting and we get on the bus. The drive is rowdy, the others excited for tonight's show. My mind isn't on the show, but more on the audience, more specifically on three in the audience. Will I be able to see them this time? I hope so, I feel flattered they want to see me dance again. I gladly dance for them, and with them, as a group or one on one. When the bus stops I get up and shuffle out of the bus, stretching my back when I'm outside. Buses are too cramped in my opinion. Just like planes, actually all public transport is cramped, except maybe a taxi. We go in and prepare for the show, still 20 minutes to wait, so I wander around a bit to kill the time, when suddenly my arm is grabbed, and I'm pulled into a small cleaning closet. Shit, Asswipe. What does he want, and as I'm thinking it, it becomes clear when he grabs my hands and pins them above my head, against the door. His free hand travels over my belly up. No, no, "stop, I don't want to hurt you", he chuckles, "what are you going to do? I have you trapped." Okay, he asked for it, I hooked my leg around his and pushed with all my might. I catch him off guard and he falls back, the gravity helping, and his hand slips off my wrists. As soon he releases and I turn, open the door and run out. I don't get very far. The sight in front of me stops me in my tracks. Asswipe is standing in front of me, wait? What? I look behind me, and I see him lying on the floor. Propped on his elbows, a devilish grin on his face. I look in front of me and he is also standing there. There are two? Identical twins, are you fucking kidding me. I sidestep the one in front, so he can't grab me and I leave them behind. I need to find a space with people, so I'm never alone again.

This night's show was a success also, receiving a standing ovation at the end. I'm currently sitting next to Alfred on the bus, behind me are Aubrey and Tim, and the two before me are occupied by Micheal and Chester. They're nice people, Chester is hilarious, cracking jokes all the time, even while dancing. "You wanna hang out in our room later?", Micheal asked me, craning his head to look at me over the seat. My head rests against the top of the chair, eyes closed. "Or are you too tired?" Chester asks, raising his eyebrows at me. Opening my eyes, I can't help the yawn escaping, covering my mouth with my hand. "Sorry, too tired. I think I'll take a rain check." Alfred covers his mouth with his hands, but I still hear him snickering, "you sure that's it? It has nothing to do with the three boys visiting you?" I grin at him, "that has everything to do with it", I reply smiling. The others laugh and leave me to my thoughts, well memories. I resume my position again, head back, eyes closed. The bus arrives at the hotel and I get off. Inside the lobby I'm greeted by Foxy, gathering me in his arms, burying his face in the crook of my neck, "where are the others?", I ask, my hands stroking through his unbelievable soft hair. His arms tighten, and he answers, his lips brushing my skin, goosebumps running over my body from the sensual contact. "Taehyung and Lindsy are in their room, probably fucking, and Jungkook is taking a shower in our room. Do you wanna join Jungkook and me tonight?", and he bites down on the skin, emphasizing what staying with them will mean. I let a small moan slip, and I can feel him smiling against my skin, "I'll need to get some things from my room, but I'll stay with you tonight." He steps back and takes my hand, leading me towards the elevators. I only have eyes for him, and the feel of his hand in mine, takes my other senses away, so I don't see everyone who got off the bus after me, staring at me and Foxy. We take the elevator to the seventh floor and I go inside my room and get what I need, which is everything, since I had nothing to begin with anyway. His room is on the eleventh floor, bigger than what I had. The bathtub is huge, easily fitting three people, mmmh maybe we should do that. The color scheme, and furniture is the same, it's just bigger. Two king sized beds, instead of queen sized. The TV is bigger as well, and here there is also a couch. I drop my bags in a corner and sit down on the couch, "I need a shower, if that's okay. They don't have showers at the venue, and I don't think they would give us time to shower before we leave anyway", I told Foxy, who sat himself beside me, and is just observing me. I don't mind him staring, I turn, so I'm facing him and stare back. His eyes are always filled with a little humor, no matter the other emotion present. I wonder if it is the same with anger or sadness. I've never seen him angry or sad. I hope I'll never find out. The door to the bathroom opens and Jungkook comes out, but I don't look, completely captured by Foxy's eyes. He walks towards me and grabs my wrist, pulling me up and out of the prison Foxy's eyes put me in. I crash into his chest, which is gloriously naked. My hands flat on his skin, which is burning hot. My eyes are level with the v between his collarbones, always taller than me. Even if I were to wear heels, they tower over me, which I like. He places his fingers under my chin and lifts my head till our eyes meet, "hi Y/n", he breathes, lips brushing mine. I smile, "hi Jungkook. I missed you", and he tightens his hold on me and kisses me deep and passionately. Two new hands feel my body up, and a warm body plants itself flush against my back. I'm sandwiched between delicious warmth from their body heat. I grab Jungkook's hair and he groans into the kiss. The buttons on my pants are opened and a hand slides down into my panties. I break the kiss and step out of the sandwich, panting. They look confused, "sorry but I need a shower", and I turn and dash into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. If I wouldn't feel so dirty, I would've given in. I jump in the shower, not caring for the temperature, I need to cool down anyway. I quickly but thoroughly wash myself, even my hair. My hair dries quickly, so I always wash my hair when I take a shower. I brush my teeth too, nice and minty. I jump out of the shower when I'm done and dry myself. I walk out of the bathroom naked, brushing my hair, and two pairs of eyes hungrily latch onto me. Their stare makes me feel sexy and wanted. Foxy comes to me and takes the brush from my hands, finishing for me. His hands through my hair feel heavenly and I can feel my muscles melt, the soreness disappearing. Jungkook stays where is, seated on the couch. Half-lidded eyes, penetrating right through to my soul. When I feel fingers stroking my throat, I realize he finished brushing my hair, now missing his hands in my hair. If before I was a prisoner in Foxy's eyes, I'm now a prisoner in Jungkook's. The fingers trail down my arms and I sigh, he grabs my hands and brings them behind my back. "Keep them there", Foxy instructs me in my ear. He disappears, but is back seconds later and I can feel a soft fabric being wound around my hands, tying me up. My heartbeat increases tenfold. Jungkook smirks at me and licks his lips, imagining something sinful. If a blindfold comes next I'll have a heart attack. I'll die happy though, so I'm not complaining about the way I'd die, more about I don't want to just yet. There is so much I want to experience the world has to offer. "Does this excite you?", Foxy purrs near my ear and his breath has goosebumps all across my skin. "It does", I reply, looking sideways, ghosting my lips across his. He growls, grabs the back of my head, quite forcefully, and deepens the kiss. His other hand curls around a breast and flicks my nipple. Kiaden's smirk falls off his face and he leans forward, his elbows on his knees. Foxy breaks the kiss and smirks, His hands on my shoulders, pushing me down to my knees. I, of course, know what he wants, and I lick my lips in anticipation. To my surprise he stays behind me and Jungkook gets up from the couch and stands before me. I want to wrench his boxers down, and I pull on my hands, but they are securely tied up. I growl in frustration, but get excited more too by the inability to move my hands. When he just stands there looking down on me with that indefinable smile on his face, I get impatient and whine, "if you want me to suck your cock, you need to help me, since I lost the use of my arms." Foxy laughs out loud at my statement and the fact that Jungkook has his boxers on the floor before I could blink again. Such a glorious sight his body is, perfectly proportioned and toned, truly a masterpiece. My fingers itch to touch him, but I can't, so I do the best next thing, and lick my tongue up his thigh to the v indention on his hip. He shivers and moans, and I repeat it on his other leg. I nuzzle my nose just above his cock, and I can feel him twitching under my chin. I slide my chin over him, till the head of his cock is in front of my lips. My tongue darts out and licks the tip, before engulfing him completely into my warm mouth. As I slide down he sighs in pleasure and when I can't go further, and my nose touches his pelvic, his hands slide into my hair, grabbing it to give him a hold on my head. He pulls on my hair, forcing me to lift my head, and the loss of control turns me on more. Fire flies through my veins, because my heart is still in the tenfold overdrive. I'm almost dizzy with excitement and can't wait for the next thing that will happen tonight, although I don't have a clue as to what that would be. These boys have a very dirty, but expanded mind when it comes to sex. Just like me. There are certain things I'll never do, so I won't mention them here, but I know my limits. Jungkook expertly, like he has done it a thousand times, fucks my mouth. How many were there before me, or is he just that good? When his cock starts to twitch and throb constantly, I deep throat him and start swallowing. The pressure on the head of his cock is too much and he explodes in my mouth, and I swallow everything he gives me down. He pulls me up and is panting hard, brow sheened with sweat, "I wanted to enjoy your mouth a little longer, Beautiful. Next time then", he gets out between his heavy breaths, chest heaving like he ran a marathon. I smile, "Sorry, I was hungry", and I can hear Foxy snickering behind me on the bed. Jungkook gives me a searing kiss, and I'm sure he can taste himself on my tongue. When he breaks away he turns me around, facing the bed and Foxy laying on it, completely naked. He makes me sit on my knees again, on the floor next to the bed, so my head is above the bed. Foxy comes closer and sits spread-legged before me and if I were to lean forward I could give him pleasure as well. I lock eyes with him, and a smile dances on my lips as I lean closer and closer. His eyes turn darker and never leave mine. When I can close my mouth around him, I do and Foxy throws his head back, breaking eye contact and moans loud and long. I start to bob my head up and down, when suddenly my legs get spread by a pair of knees that are placed between mine. I gasp as Jungkook pushes himself into me, making me swallow Foxy deeper than before, and his hips buck up, forcing himself deeper still. My oxygen gets cut off, my nose is squished, and out of reflex I start to swallow. Foxy groans and moans, but pulls me off him a second later, giving me a chance for that glorious substance called air. I gulp lungfuls down and look up at him, his face is flushed and contorted like he is in pain, but the look in his eyes is full of lust, so I know he's not in any physical pain. "Sorry, I just want to last a little longer. If you kept that up it would be over in seconds" he pants. He changes his position and sits on his knees on the bed before me, now he can control the depth more. I can't even reply, his cock already in my mouth again. Jungkook in the meantime has set up a hard, fast pace, pounding into me from behind. One of his hands is in my hair, pulling my head back. I repeatedly try to free my hands, I really like being tied up, but the itch to touch gets stronger and stronger. But alas no such luck, Foxy definitely knows how to make it difficult to free myself. The three of us fall into a loop, where Jungkook hits that spot deep inside of me, making me moan around Foxy's cock, which in turns makes Foxy moan because of the added vibrations. And Jungkook moans every time I clench my walls around his cock, trying to keep him in. The orgasm that flows through me catches me by surprise, and when Jungkook feels me squeezing him he speeds up, prolonging my orgasm. His stamina is incredible and he can hold his own orgasm in and continues to thrust in and out of me mercilessly. The cock in my mouth is throbbing, growing bigger, and Foxy grabs my head and pushes himself all the way in, and when the first spurt of his cum hits the back of my throat I swallow him down, milking the orgasm from his body. When he's completely spent, he falls back on the bed, breathing heavy, "God, I can't wait to fuck you senseless", he says, voice husky from the lust coating it. Now I don't have a cock in my mouth, I can focus completely on the pleasure created by Jungkook. When Foxy fell back on the bed, Jungkook pulled out and got up, lying himself in the bed, "Ride me", he asks pleadingly. I internally laughed, they all took to heart I don't like that position, but strangely enough, I like it with them. With them it doesn't feel like I'm the only one invested, they move too, making me feel good too. I awkwardly get to my feet, which is quite difficult, proving how important arms are for keeping balance. I place my knees on the bed, and shuffle closer to him, so I can straddle him. When I let myself get penetrated by him again, I sigh in bliss, having missed him in the short time he was away from me. I look to my side and see Foxy observing my body going up and down. When he catches my eye, he smirks and his eyes hold the promise of fucking me senseless clearly for me to see. The thought of him in Jungkook's place, makes the fire in my belly burn hotter, the second orgasm approaching. Jungkook is a moaning mess beneath me, and it is intoxicating to see him so in thrall of the pleasure given by me. His fingers dig into the skin on my hips, moving me up and down, giving him the illusion of control. He is twitching and throbbing inside me, and when he grows bigger with his orgasm being close, I feel extremely full. I speed up, wishing my hands were free to help me and touch him. I so want to touch him, I'm quite frustrated. But at the same time I'm not. I'm getting dizzy with my own feelings. A few bounces more and Jungkook shoots his load into me, hitting my cavity. Feeling him explode triggers my orgasm and I come all over him, while he empties himself. I lean forward and claim his lips in a kiss, adding to the pleasure coursing through the both of us. He embraces me, holding me tight to his body, glistening with sweat, just like mine. When I break the kiss my head plops on his shoulder, groaning in discomfort, my shoulders are starting to ache, due to me trying to free myself, "could you untie me now? My shoulders are hurting a little", I groan against Jungkook's shoulder. I can feel his fingers fumbling with the fabric and after a minute, he finally releases my arms from the hold they were in. I sit up and roll my shoulders to get the stiffness out and the blood flowing. I roll off him and lay beside him on the bed, still catching my breath.

"Ready for round Two?"

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 17/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*16. Uneventful start of the extra shows, how boring*

The restaurant was filled with a comfy noise level. Patrons mingling by the buffet table, getting the items they love the most. There is even an omelet station. People happily conversing at their tables, with family and friends. The smells premating the dining hall are delicious. The mood at our table is different from the rest. The prospect of bad news made the uneasiness tangible, Asswipe standing at the head of the table, with that superior look on his face. God, wouldn't you want to wipe that look of his face. I know I would, I wish I could, but alas, no such luck. He lets the tension rise, and I'm bored with it, so I continue eating my breakfast. No matter what the news is, I will go shopping, I have to. I feel unclean, wearing the same clothes for more than one day. When he starts to talk, I look up, "they made an error, overselling tonight's show. So to have everyone who bought a ticket, enjoy the show, we planned an extra show today." Everyone at the table groans, including me. "The first show will start at 4.30 pm, and second at 7.30 pm as planned already. So the rehearsals will start at 10 am." I get my phone and check the time. Shit, it's already 8.30 am, that doesn't leave a lot of time to go shopping. I swear he does this on purpose. Satisfied, Asswipe leaves us to our breakfast, but I'm not hungry anymore. I get up and look at Fiona and Mina, "you two coming?" They look up when I address them, shocked. "You still want to go?" Mina asks, her mouth opening and closing, like a fish out of water. "There's barely any time left", she scoffed. I roll my eyes, "I have to. I can't wear these clothes another day, and if you'd stopped eating, we could go." The others at the table don't pay any attention to us, except for Mandy, she's eyeing us. What is she up to? I've always found her a bit shady, or maybe it's because she is the best friend of Luke's. She is pretty, chin length natural blonde hair, brown eyes, straight nose, and a beautiful shaped mouth, the upper lip a little thicker than the lower lip. The girl knows her fashion, she always looks like she walked right out of the top selling fashion magazine. Even now, wait, did she know beforehand and had the change to pack. I eye the others, thinking back on what they wore yesterday. They all wear different clothes now. My suspicion rises. Fiona is already standing next to me, but Mina is still eyeing the rest of her breakfast, clearly reluctant to skip it. Mina sighs heavily, but finally she gets up and joins us. When I’m about to turn away, “Where are you going? Rehearsals will start soon, and somehow you’re one of the firsts again Y/n”, Mandy spat. I ignore her, but Fiona, who doesn’t see the bad in people, only the good, turns towards her, “We’ll be on time, don’t worry. We…..uh, we need to do something”, Fiona turns to me, looking at me helplessly. I smile reassuringly at her and precede them out of the restaurant. I walk straight to the reception and ask the clerk for the closest clothes store. In situations like these, I’m glad my father made me learn all the languages when I was young. When I was one years old, I asked my nanny out of the blue, why she always wore the same sweater. I used a whole sentence, like I’m doing now. She was so shocked she informed my father. That started it all, the endless testing. I must have done every IQ test there is. In the end they deemed my brain unique with the way my mind retains information. It was the first thing my father liked about me. He saw his successor in me, even back then. So from that point on I got tutored every day in every subject imaginable. My brain is filled with all kinds of useless information. I never planned on taking over, at first I would, but when he would be gone, I would sell it, which I did, only sooner than I ever thought I would. I didn’t love my father, as he didn’t teach me what love is. So you can basically say I had a rather unique childhood. Only Lindsy and Mike know about this, I don’t like talking about it. Some rather bad things happened as well, but let not get into that now. Now I need new clothes. The clerk shows me on a map where the first store is. He said we could walk there in 10 minutes. I thank him, and we go on our way. Arriving at the store, we dive in and browse through the clothes. I pick two ripped jeans, and like 6 t-shirts. I look where the underwear is and I find Mina looking through them for her size, I expect. “Any luck with the clothes?” She asked me. I lift my arm and show her the clothes draped over it. I browse the bras and pick three I like, I also find the matching panties and look over at Mina, who isn’t there anymore. I turned on my spot and I saw Fiona making her way over to me. “You already finished?”, she asks me, looking at the clothes in my arms. I nod happily at her, “Yes. You? And have you seen Mina, she was just here a minute ago?” She points towards the shoes and I frown, I don’t understand that girl, first underwear, then shoes, but she doesn’t have any shirts or pants or skirts, “I just need some underwear and then I’m done. You know, I really appreciate this, Thank you so much. It’s weird though, did you see the others this morning.They all wore different clothes than yesterday. You think they knew? And why didn’t we?”, she rants on, without letting me get a word in between. I just nod, and check the time, 9.40 am. Okay, Mina has ten minutes left, then we need to leave or we’ll be late. I groan, I hate rushing, things always go wrong for me when I’m in a hurry. Suddenly Mina is next to me, arms full of clothes. I eye them, she really did go overboard, and no thank you so far. Fiona and Mina are two very different people, I’m now glad I didn’t say anything about the kiss in the dark being my soulmate. Mina definitely couldn’t keep that to herself. I think I trust Fiona more at this point. “Ready?”, Mina asks us, like she was waiting for us, I raise my eyebrows at Fiona and purse my lips. Internally I count to ten, or I’m going to blow up, and I still need to share rooms with her for the rest of the week. Fiona shrugs her shoulders and sighs like she is used to it. Well, I’m not, so it’s very difficult for me right now. I bite my tongue and head to the cashier to pay for everything. I drop my clothes on the counter, and Fiona and Mina follow my example. I never realized that buying that many clothes at once, takes a lot of time to process. Fuck, now we need to rush more. When we all have our bags and everything is paid for, we leave the store and practically run back to the hotel. There is no time to drop the bags in our room. I see the others getting on the bus, and we barely make it in time. I look for a spot to sit, preferably a seat where I can stow the bags, without peaking someone’s interest. As I take my seat, I see Luke eyeing me and the bags, he then bends his head towards Mandy and they whisper at each other. I really don’t like the look of that. I store it in the back of my mind and look up when Fiona takes the seat next to me, leaving Mina to find a seat for herself. Normally those two are inseparable, I wonder what happened. Asswipe enters the bus, and the driver maneuvers the bus out onto the street. I don’t know where the venue is, or what it is. The drive takes 25 minutes and I fill them chatting with Fiona. I find that when Fiona is alone, she isn’t so insecure, or quiet. I guess Mina overpowers her, and Fiona lets her. I really like this Fiona, I never knew she was this funny, my belly aching from all the laughing. She isn’t funny as in telling jokes, it’s more a sarcastic dry humor, one I can really appreciate. When the bus stops, I look out the window and see we have arrived at a concert hall. We file out of the bus, and I can see the building more clearly. It's a very modern building, with lots of straight lines, the color scheme is also very modern, white with dark grey, and one single color to accent certain parts of the building. The choice, orange, and even though I personally don’t like orange, it suits the building very well. The front has very high windows, at least three stories high, and looking through I can see a very grand staircase leading to the upper levels. A giant chandelier is hung over the lobby, it looks like a wind chime, and is beautiful. When everyone is off the bus, we follow Asswipe to the side of the building to a door marked, personnel only. He knocks and it opens right away, letting us in. The man shows us to the dressing rooms, and we go in and I change to my first outfit, Mandy was right, I’m one of the first to rehearse. I don’t understand why we have to rehearse every time, but it, at least, kills the time. Next to hating to rush, I hate waiting even more. With nothing with me to occupy my mind, the day stretches on. Finally, it’s time for the first show, and I stretch, warming my muscles before the performance. The order is the same as yesterday, so it’s Luke and me opening the show, and Fiona, Mina and I closing the show. And at 7.30 pm we do it all again. Both shows got a standing ovation at the end, and the people left happy and satisfied. We leave exhausted and aching. On the bus ride to the hotel, I doze off, and awake with a jolt as someone shakes my shoulder. Luke’s face is very close to mine and I jerk my head back to create some distance. “I’m awake now, so you can leave”, I say. He sighs and turns around and leaves the bus. I get the bags I hid and leave the bus as well. I find Fiona waiting by the elevators, “Where’s Mina?”, I inquire. She looks a little angry and jerks her head to the left, and when I look that way, I see Mina and Mandy having the time of their life, laughing and flirting with some of the guys. I frown, Mina hates Mandy as much as Luke. Why are they like two peas in a pod now? The elevator arrives and we both get on, Mina has a key so we don’t wait for her. “You want the shower first?”, I ask Fiona, and she smiles, “can I really, that would be great, thank you.” We ride the rest in silence, getting off on our floor, and entering our room. Fiona dumps her bags on the bed and goes straight into the bathroom, closing the door after her. I upend my bags and let everything fall on the bed, I then proceed and take all of the tags off. In the next few days I’ll buy a bag, but for now the plastic ones I have will do. I lay down on my back and wait for Fiona to finish. When she gets out, I grab my stuff and enter the bathroom. I close the door, I don’t bother locking, it’s just us girls anyway. I put my clean clothes on the counter, turn the shower on and strip myself of the dirty clothes I've been wearing for two days straight. Anger boils inside of me again when I think about the suspicions I have. I get under the spray and let the water wash everything away, the grime, the dirt and even the negative emotions and thoughts. I wash myself with soap. It doesn't smell bad, but it's not my favorite. I get out and dry myself and sigh in relief after wearing the new clothes. Normally I would sleep naked, but now I wear my underwear. I brush my teeth and hair and leave the bathroom after. Mina isn't here yet, and Fiona is already sleeping. So I climb into my bed and turn my phone on. I couldn't get a charger today, so I left the phone off till now, it still has 34% battery life. As soon as the Wi-Fi is connected I hear the notifications and anticipation flows through me. Who is it going to be tonight? I open the app and grin at the messages.

I close the app, and turn my phone off again. I put it on my night stand and snuggle under the covers, hugging the second pillow and let my mind drift off to one of the boys. I miss them, but him specifically. Just thinking of him fills me with a warmth and the feeling of being home. There was only one small period of my life where, I think, I learned what home means to me. Raised by my father till I was thirteen, didn't teach me what a home feels like. He was barely home, and I only saw him during dinner. A very silent dinner. It got filled with a little more life when my father adopted a fourteen year old boy, Sho is his name, my new brother. I was six years old. My father would talk to him during dinner, but never with me. If I wanted to talk to him, I had to make an appointment. Or when he came to visit me in my room, which consisted with only a bed and lots and lots of books, not anything other children my age had. I didn’t mind it though, I didn’t know any better till I was thirteen. So no home there, not one filled with feelings, everything was calculated and business-like, cold. When he died, I got sent to my next of kin, which was my sister, who is eighteen years older than me. She definitely didn’t make me feel welcome, at all. By then she had three kids, one girl and two boys. I finally saw what life had to offer, which I never saw living with my father. I couldn’t stay with her, so I ran away once I learned that my mother has a sister and a mother, who lived in another country. There I was welcomed for the first time. My aunt isn’t a very warm person, but very friendly. She did things with me, like playing cards, or watching a movie. My grandmother took care of me. She was a sweet old lady, but she had asthma and couldn’t do much, or she would be out of breath for minutes. A severe case, and in the end she got cancer, and then it went very fast. After the funeral I bought a piece of land, and built my house. I moved here, I couldn’t keep living there, it hurt too much. Everything there would remind me of her. My thoughts linger on my soulmate, and with him in my mind, a smile comes on my face and I let oblivion take me.

The next morning I woke up, and got out of bed. Fiona was still passed out and it looked like Mina didn’t come back, her side is untouched. Didn’t she have a key? Or did she sleep somewhere else? I walk to the bathroom and do my morning routine. Clean and dressed, I exit the bathroom, and Fiona is sitting up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “Didn’t Mina come back last night?”, she asks me as she looks to her right. I shrug my shoulders, “It doesn’t look like it”, I retort. An annoyed look crosses her face, but it’s replaced quickly, I'm not sure I even saw it. I play with the remote to the TV while Fiona is in the bathroom, Flicking through the channels, I finally find something to peak my interest. It’s a dance movie, a little weird one, it is sorta filmed like a documentary, but at the same time it’s not, but the dancing is great. I watch till Fiona comes out of the bathroom, bringing steam with her when she opens the door. I join her by the door and we exit, and walk towards the elevator. The ride down is in silence, I peek at her and she looks mad, but sad, and I feel for her. I don’t know what happened, but I don’t want her to feel sad. I hate seeing people sad, I almost always cry when I see someone crying. The elevator reaches our desired floor and we exit, heading for the restaurant for breakfast. When we reach the table, I can see Mina sitting between Luke and Mandy, heads together, whispering. When they see me, they smirk, but I ignore them and pretend I don't see them. I can see Fiona tearing up, seeing Mina on the other side of the table. I rub her back, unseen by the others, because Fiona is ahead of me, by just a little. I put my phone on the table, and turn and head for the omelet station, today I feel like eggs, and some bread, to put the omelet on. When my omelet is finished, I take my seat and start to eat. I expect Fiona to take the seat beside me, but she sits down next to Aubrey. Did I do something? I internally shrug, but my mood sours, Asswipe plants himself next to me. Why does he want to torture me, this is not a good start of my day. He doesn't say anything, but I can see him stealing glances at me from the corner of my eye. I ignore him and finish my breakfast. I take my plate to the cart for used dishes and cutlery. I make my way to the lobby and ask the receptionist for the closest stores I need, like a bag and a charger, and a toothbrush. I've been using the one the hotel provides, but that is an inferior one. I exit the hotel and hail a taxi. I give him the store names and he drives off. The ride takes 20 minutes, but today I have more time. The taxi drops me off at my destination and I go into the first store. I select a bag, and pay. I exit the store and turn right. The whole street has stores on both sides, and I window-shop till the next store I need. I get my toothbrush and some other personal hygiëne products. At the cashier I have to wait my turn, and the guy who stands behind me, stands a little too close. I take a small step forwards, and he grabs my shoulder and turns my body slightly. "Hey, you wanna have some fun with me and my friends?", and he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. I raise my eyebrows at him and shrug my shoulders, looking like I don’t understand him, but I do. I just don’t want to use my energy on saying no. His joyful face falls and I turn around. The line slowly crawls forward and finally it’s my turn. I pay and go out of the store, while checking the time on my phone. I put my phone away and look for a taxi. I feel eyes on my back and I slowly turn, and see that same guy standing with his friends, looking at me. His friends look too and a chill runs over my body. I don’t like the look of those two. I turn back and continue my search for a taxi. I walk in the direction of the hotel, in the hope to see a taxi somewhere. Fate is not agreeing with me today, no taxi in sight and I pick up my pace. When I have to go right for me to keep the hotel as my destination, I look to the street I came from, and the three men are following me. I rush forward and lose their line of sight and I dart into a store that has two entrances, one on each side. I rush to the other side of the store and exit. Hopefully this will help me to lose them. I don’t wait to check, but turn left and speed walk. It takes me 30 minutes to reach the hotel, and gratefully I enter the lobby. The three men found me again, but fortunately for me, they couldn’t catch up. I’m still rushing, and smash the elevator button impatiently, muttering to myself. When the doors finally open, I’m already inside before they are completely open, the three men can still enter the hotel. I’ll only feel safe when I’m in my hotel room. When the doors open on the seventh floor, my mouth drops open at what I see. I pushed the button for the doors to close, I decided to give Fiona and Mina some privacy and go to the eight floor and walk to the stairs on the other side. From there I’ll make my way down to the seventh and then my room, well our room. I’m not sure if they noticed me. I’ll hear about it from them, that is if they did notice me. Finally safe in the hotel room, I sink down on the bed and feel the adrenaline leave my body. I feel clammy and sweaty, so I groan and get up to take another shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, I lay down on my bed, plug my phone on the charger and set an alarm, I’m going to take a nap. I get woken by the alarm three hours later. I sit up, and rub my eyes with both hands, yawning widely. I look around and I’m still alone in the hotel room. I freshen up a little and go down to the lobby. I see Alfred sitting on one of the couches placed around the lobby, making it look cozy and inviting, and it works, as the couches are filled with all different kinds of people. Business men and women, tourists, families, and us. Alfred is totally immersed in his comic, when I plop down next to him he doesn’t even react in any way. “Hello, what are you reading?”, I lean in and look at the page exposed to me, a lot of drawn fists and feet kicking, and words like, pow and bam. Clearly some fighting manga. He still doesn’t respond and I nudge him with my elbow. At the contact his head shoots in my direction and he looks scared, “it’s just me”, I laugh at his expression. He scratches his neck and smiles sheepishly at me, “sorry, once I start, I can’t stop.” I nod, understanding completely, “I know how that feels. And are you having fun on this tour so far?” He closes his comic and turns his body more my way, he folds his hand on his lap and shrugs, “It’s nice, but nothing really special has happened yet. And how about you?”, he asks back. I tilt my head and shrug, “Mwah, pretty uneventful so far, I wish I could go home. Staying at hotels so suddenly. Tell me something, how come you all have clean clothes with you? Did you all know beforehand?” He frowns, and looks confused, “Uh, yeah. Didn’t you?”, I shake my head slowly, that fucking Asswipe, why? Why? I just don’t understand. "No, Fiona, Mina and I didn't have clean clothes with us. I never got a call telling me about this", and I wave my arm around, indicating the lobby. He still looks confused, "weird, we all got a call on Tuesday." I zone out, deep in thought, why leave us three out? Or maybe just me? Fiona and Mina are playing along to fool me? A body plops itself down beside me, the couch dipping, and it pulls me out of my mind, looking to my right, and my eyes almost pop out of my head. My heart hammering, breath increased. What is he doing here? How is he here? Is he alone?

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 16/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*15. Bad news*

When I wake up, I'm lost, I can't remember going to bed. The thought of last night flooded my brain, and I'm a little horrified at myself. Again a live sex show. Why can't I say no? Well I know why, but why don't I do it? They probably think I'm some weird sex maniac. I then realize my head is lying on someone's chest. I keep my eyes closed and listen. He's breathing peaceful and deep, he must still be asleep. I move my head a little and open my eyes. I recognize that jawline and internally I cry a little. He stayed, my soulmate and the mark rejoiced having him so close. I try to see the alarm clock for the time and sigh in horror when I see the time, 9.28 am. Oh fuck I'm late. No not today, the first performance is tonight and the day is filled with stage and wardrobe rehearsals and I need to be there at 10 o'clock. Shit, shit. The drive there alone takes an hour and a half. He woke up when I sat up abruptly, groggily rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he mumbles, "what is happening?" I give him a quick kiss. "I'm so sorry, I would love to just lie here with you, but I'm so late. I need to leave right away. I'm expected for tonight's performance. I'll see you later tonight at the show. Mike has all of your tickets and he'll be picking you up at 5.30 pm." I jump out of the bed before he can wind his arms around me. I rush to the bathroom and do my morning routine the fastest I've ever done it. I've never been this late in my life before. Last night really wore me out. A smile spreads over my face, thinking back how he loved me. Wait? What? I meant fucked, I know I love him, but for him this is just sex. When I'm ready to leave the bathroom I'm blocked by him leaning against the door frame watching me. "Sorry, but can you move, I'm so late", I ask trying to pull him out of the way. He solidifies his stance and it's impossible for me to move him. I drop my arms and glare at him, getting angry. "I'm sorry if I was a little too much last night", he says nervously. What? Seriously? Now? Would you listen to him now if you were me? I really can't even though I want to. "Could we do this later? I really need to go", I ask stroking my hand down his cheek. I lean in and kiss him again, and his arms hug me close, deepening the kiss. Please not now, it's like he does it on purpose. Just a little longer and I kiss back hungrily. When the pressure of being late gets to me, i wrench myself back and look at him pleadingly. "Later, okay?" I ask again, and he nods, stepping aside. "Thank you. See ya", and with those words hanging in the air I rush out of my room. I ran down the stairs, luckily I already packed my bag and put it by the front door. Arriving downstairs, input on my shoes, grab the keys and run to my car, no time for more goodbyes. I don't even know if they are awake yet. I throw my bag on the backseat, jump in, start the car and drive away. I dial the number for the Show-manager, and after a few rings, it gets picked up.

Manager: Y/n?, Where are you?

Me: I’m so sorry, somehow the alarm didn’t go off this morning.

I respond, the little lie slipping out without my consent. I completely missed setting the alarm in the first place. Something distracted me last night, you can guess by what I imagine. Every time last night flits through my mind, a big smile can be found on my face. I loved last night, even if I’m a little shocked at myself. I didn’t even protest once, I just went along with it right away.

Manager: So when will you be here?

Me: Uhm…. at 11.30 am

Manager: Seriously? Now I need to change the schedule. Luke and you were the second to get fitted, and dance. I already switched. Why do you do this to me?

Me: I didn’t do it on purpose. Sorry.

I say a little peeved. Does he really think I would do this? I was never late, always too early in fact. And the first time it happens he acts like I do this all the time.

Me: I’ll be there as soon as I can, besides, I already tried the clothes last time, and danced a little, I should be fine.

Manager: It better be. Fine, see you when you’re here.

He disconnects the call before I can say goodbye. Well Asswipe, you just got moved to my rude people list, and you’re not getting off any time soon. Not that I’m going to act all bitchy, it’ll be friendly but distant. I put on some music, and sing along to pass the time driving. When I finally get there, I rush in, and almost immediately get dragged to the changing room by Luke. He was waiting for me just inside, figures. He pushes me in and closes the door. I see the clothes and remember what he wore. I change into the matching set to his and exit the room. He grabs my wrist again and pulls me along quite harshly. When we’re on the stage, I rip my arm from him and glare. He grins, “why are you so late? Were you fucking one of those boys I saw you with that one time?” God I hate him so much. Why does he care? We’re not together, he has no say over me. “That’s none of your business”, I grit out. Luckily the music starts and with it the rehearsal. I move the practiced steps and he follows, and we’re in sync, making it look even more impressive. Fortunately for me, Luke is a professional, never falling out of line during a performance. If he were to be like that always, he could be friendly, never date material for me, but friendly. The song ends, and we tell the producers of the show, the clothes are suited, we change, and repeat the whole process for all the wardrobe changes. When we’re done, I leave Luke and look for some friendly faces, to kill the time. The show starts at 7.30 pm. I find Fiona and Mina, with Alfred and Aubrey at the snack table, happily conversing and munching on some snacks. I join them and greet them. They’re happy to see me, “So Y/n, how are the tattoos healing?” Alfred asks me, I show him my wrist and he inspects it with an expert's eye. Nodding happily, he releases my hand and it gets snatched by Mina, pulling my wrist close in front of her eyes, I get almost pulled over the snack table. “Oooh, what’s this? It looks like weird symbols”, she says with confusion clear on her face as she inspects the tattoo. “Not weird symbols, but Hangul. It’s Korean”, I answer, gently pulling my arm back and now Fiona and Aubrey want to see too. “And the other one?” Alfred asked next, and he doesn’t wait and swipes my hair away and inspects the one on my neck. “Looks good.” Naturally the other three check that one out too. “Oh no, that needs to be covered up for the show”, a new voice says and I turn towards its source. Ah mister Asswipe himself, still being rude. “Okay”, I say and turn around again, leaving him standing there dumbfounded. Normally I would object, and he knows that. We’ve had quite a few discussions over the last few weeks. I don’t spend my energy on rude people, it’ll only frustrate me and that’s counter-productive. “Oh, and before I forget, I’ll have an announcement after the show tonight, so before you leave…”, he chuckles creepily, “come to the green room, okay?” He leaves us alone and I’m a little hungry, so I get me some fresh fruit and look for a place to lounge and wait away the time. The others follow me and we chat about everything. When it’s 6.30 pm, we hear people entering the venue, making a lot of noise. The performance is held in a soccer stadium, the stage in the middle, so the people can stand around the whole stage, and see it from every angle. There is just a small walkway kept free of people so us dancers can get to the stage. It’s a clear night in November. The chill in the air getting into the stadium, it would be insane to try to heat such a big space. I’m not worried about the cold though, dancing will keep me warm, and the body heat of so many people will help as well, and the stage lights will do the rest. Mike and the boys will arrive soon. Knowing they will be watching me, fills me with an indescribable feeling. I don’t dwell on it now, as I need to focus on everything that needs to happen, to make tonight go as perfect as possible. I already wore the outfit of the first dance, Luke and me opened the show, with one of the dances we did on the show, so most of the audience already knows this one. While picking which dances we were going to do, Luke insisted on at least two ballroom dances. He wanted more, but I wouldn’t budge, two was all he was getting. So the first one tonight is a cha cha, and I’m wearing a pink, short dress, it just barely covers my ass. It reveals quite a lot of skin, as the dance is sexy, as most latin-ballroom is. Luke and I wait till it’s time, and we get on the stage. The performance goes smoothly and the applause is deafening. It makes me happy to hear. We get off the stage and get replaced by the next couple. The night progresses and every dance is performed beautifully. The show gets closed by Fiona, Mina and me and my favorite out of all the dances I have to do. I really want to see the reaction of the boys, but I still haven't found them in the audience. Are they even here? The song starts and we dance the steps Jo Jo created. The audience goes wild, whistling with every sexy move we do. Once the song is over we get joined by every dancer on this show, and we say our goodbye to the audience and thank them for coming. We get ushered back to the green room and wait for Asswipe. I'm curious what he has to say. He better make it quick, I desperately want to go home. He finally arrives and a hush settles over us, waiting for him to speak. He takes a deep breath, “as you know our next performance is next week, but we booked 5 more nights between now and then. It’s in the neighboring country, the first show is just over the border, and you’ll be staying in a hotel. So choose your roommate, or mates and I’ll see you in 15 minutes on the bus, we leave tonight.” My whole body is filled with horror, away for six to seven nights, in a hotel where Luke roams free. Oh just kill me now. I text Mike to ask him where they are. And rush away, hoping to find them quickly, only thirteen minutes left. Of course I don’t have any change of clothes, nor do the others. Only Asswipe will have all he needs, because he knew beforehand. How nice of him. No matter, shopping is mandatory now. I’ll just get new clothes. While I’m running around trying to find them I text Mina, asking to bunk together with Fiona. Her answer is immediate and we three will share a room, hopefully they can help me to keep Luke away. I know Mina had a thing for him, but he dropped her after the sex, so she hates him now as much as I. Finally Mike responds and I rush to where they are. It almost takes me 5 minutes to get to them, so I only have six minutes left, to inform them and get to the bus. I’m not so sure I’m going to make it, and then Asswipe will have one more reason to hate me. Not that I care if he likes me or not, I couldn’t care less. I finally reach the boys, totally out of breath, and I clutch my chest, trying to make air flow to my lungs so I can speak. The boys don’t notice my state and happily start on congratulating me on a well performed performance. Yoongi is the first to notice and he quiets the boys so I can speak. “I’m so sorry, but there has been a huge change of plans with the schedule. They booked another 5 venues, the first tomorrow, and I leave tonight and I won’t be back till somewhere next week. As a matter of fact I need to go now, or I miss the bus”, I say checking the time. The boys look confused, so I tell Mike the same, but in the local language, making it a little easier to talk. Mike assures me he’ll let the boys know, and I wave at them and zoom away to where the bus is. I take my seat, away from Luke and close my eyes, I don’t want to talk to anybody at the moment. When I’m about to drift off my Phone makes a noise. Someone wants to talk, and I have an idea who that might be. I get my phone, unlock it and open the app.

I laugh at myself, they make me happy, even through some texts. I lock my phone, put it away and try to sleep again. I get woken by Mina, shaking my shoulder, “we’re here”, she said, nodding her head at the window and I look out, but it’s dark out, so I need to get off the bus to see. I make my way down the bus and get out, Due to not being prepared, I only have one bag with me. I get down the steps and look around, We’re parked in front of the hotel, It looks nice from the outside, but that doesn’t mean anything. In front of the hotel is a large fountain, but it’s blocked from view by the bus, but I can hear it. Other cars drive to and from, loading and unloading people, usually men in suits and sometimes a woman. The rest is waiting by the door of the hotel. So we go over to them and we enter the hotel. We gave our sleeping arrangement to Asswipe on the bus, so he is the only one going over to check-in. We make ourselves comfortable in the lobby, some expelling the energy they conserved on the busride over. I laugh with the rest at their antics, but internally I just want to go to bed and sleep, and tomorrow and the rest of the week will be on repeat. Finally we get our key to the room, Fiona , Mina and I take the elevator to the seventh floor and check our room out. It's a standard room with a small bathroom, two queen-sized beds, a desk, TV, and some chairs. Fiona and Mina don't mind sharing a bed together, so I get the other one all to myself. I claim the shower first and wash myself quickly. Can't take too long, the other two also want to use it. I rush through my routine after the shower. When I get out, Fiona is already waiting and she enters as soon as I'm out, I'm only wearing my underwear, not having anything else with me. First thing tomorrow I'll go shopping, so I have some clothes. "Hey do you two wanna join me tomorrow to go shopping? I need clothes. Do you need clothes?", I ask her as I sit down on my bed. I don't mind paying for them, I've got way too much money anyway. "You didn't expect this to happen, did you?", she asked, waving her arms around to indicate the whole situation. I laugh, shaking my head, "absolutely not. I hoped to sleep in my own bed tonight." She smiles an evil little grin. Not evil evil, like murder, but more like, evil mischief, "and have some bed play with one of those hunky boys, or even more?", she wiggles her eyebrows and I laugh out loud, holding my hand in front of my mouth, to silence it somewhat. She is a dirty-minded one, but I don't mind. My mind is mostly in the gutter anyway. "Let's just say that when I came home from the practices, I got a visit from one of them." Her mouth drops open, "I only meant it as a joke, I didn't expect for it to be true", she exclaims with shock. I shrug my shoulders and smile. I scoot back on my bed and sit crossed-legged, with my phone next to me. I hope to get a text and see who the lucky one is. "So", Mina scoots closer to the edge of her bed, putting her feet on the floor, "who is the best in bed?" She shifts on the bed, and then sits on the edge of my bed getting closer. "Well, to be honest. I can't choose, they are all great, very different but great", she looks at me in disbelief. “I don’t believe that”, she says, pointing at me, “one of them has to be the best. That’s how it works.” Fiona comes out of the bathroom and only hears the last part of Mina’s sentence, “How what works?”, she asked Mina, sitting on the empty bed. She too is in her underwear, so they do need clothes. Mina sighs exasperated, “Y/n here has sex with more than one, and claims no one is the best, or even better then some of them.” She looks at Fiona, who smiles back, “Sex with who?”, she looks at me, and I giggle, typical Fiona, not giving in to Mina. “Uhm…… six so far”, I softly say, and Fiona’s and Mina’s eyes grow big, “S-s-six?”, Mina stutters, “I was more thinking maybe three, but six. Holy cow. You seduce them, or they you?”, eagerly looking at me, completely forgetting to be a little mad at me. “They all kissed me, but I made it quite obvious that I would let them, so mostly them.” Both girls squeals and bounce up and down on the bed. Then Mina looks at me sternly, “Now there has to be one who kisses the best, and don’t say you can’t choose, I won’t buy that”, she looks serious, so maybe I should give her a half truth. “Sorry, I’m not going to pick one, like I said, all different and unique, so they’re equally great”, I hold my finger up to silence Mina, who was about to protest. She shuts her mouth and waits, grumbling a little. I hear Fiona giggling at Mina, and I smile to myself, “but, there are three kisses I got, that stand out, and make up the top three of my top seven.” Mina gets off the bed and turns to me, pointing her finger, “I’m going to take a shower now, but when I get back, I want to know more. Please wait for me?” I nod and she disappears inside the bathroom. Fiona isn’t the talkative type, and I don’t mind either way. After 5 minutes of silence, Fiona looked at her phone and me just sitting on my bed, being bored out of my mind. I really didn’t bring anything with me. Not even a charger for my phone, so I can’t even read, conserving battery. Another thing I need to get tomorrow. Then my phone lights up, and I eagerly grab it, something to occupy my mind with. I open the app and see who is texting me.

I shut my phone off and put it on the nightstand. Mina comes out, only wearing underwear. “So you do need clothes?”, I ask, crossing my arms in front of my chest, pushing my breasts up and creating a nice cleavage. She eyes it and licks her lips, wait? She likes girls? Or maybe both? She was with Luke though. I mentally shrug, I don’t care. “Yeah, you caught us, we do need clothes”, she shifts on her feet and doesn't look at me, "why didn't you say so when I asked you?", I continue to question her. I feel like I'm pulling teeth, getting the answers out of her. "What are you going to do about it?" She challenges me. I grin at her, "buy you clothes, just the essentials. My treat", their eyes grow big again. "No we could never accept that", Fiona pipes up. I wave her comment away, "you both are joining me, no arguing. Going alone is so boring." Both smile at me, and Mina even hugs me. Her hands wander a bit, and the hugs last longer than necessary. Mina releases me and sits more comfortably on my bed. Fiona does the same where she is sitting and then both look at me expectantly. "Top three right?", and Mina nods, curiosity written all over her face. "I'll start with the number three then. Mind you, like I said they are all great kissers, but these stand out , firstly, all are first kisses, secondly, the circumstances. So I was dancing, and all came to watch, you know they are a kpop group right?", they nod again, Mina waving her hands to make me continue. "Well, the next song that came on was one sung by one of them, and half way through the song he joins me dancing and sings the song to me. And at the end he kissed me." They looked awed, and I giggle, happy the story is as good as the actual memory. "He sang to you? And then you kissed?", I nod. Will they like the other two as well, I know, I'll ask how they would rank them, I'm curious to know. "Now the second one. He made a song for me, the lyrics describing every sinful act he wants to do to me. The best dirty talking I've ever heard. And just before I leave him, I tell him I would let him do everything the song described, to me. And before I know it he has me in his arms and the kiss happened." Wow, it looks like they even like this one better. "And it didn't stay with just a kiss, some clothes left my body as well and he gave me an orgasm", I add, and Fiona's mouth drops open in a perfect O. Mina just sighs dreamily. "Ready for the next one, my number one?", I ask, and Fiona nods her head up and down, looking like that doll that bobs his head when it's moved. Mina doesn't respond, still dreaming. I snap my fingers in front of her face, she jumps out of her daze, "what?" I laugh, "I wanted to know if you were ready for my number one?" She says, "yes", clapping her hands, sitting up more, her whole attention on me. " so the last one, it also was the very first one out of the seven. This one happened at that party, at the club, just after the show ended. I was in the back, on my way to get some alone time to focus for the performance we did. I got pushed into the dark room, so I didn’t know who it was. I know now, not back then. The kiss was in the dark, and also more than just kissing, there was some touching and grinding”, I finished, and Mina flops down on her back and hugs herself, and Fiona waves her hands in front of her face. She must be hot, “so, I’m curious to know, how would you rate these kisses. Just think about them happening to you, which one is three, two and one?” Fiona taps her index finger on her lower lip, and Mina sits up again. She looks at me, but her eyes are far away, so she isn’t really seeing me. Fiona opens her mouth first, bringing Mina back from where she was. “I would switch your number one for number three, and that’s it”, she says with a dreamy look on her face. “Kissing someone who I haven’t seen, seems scary to me, and receiving a song is special, but someone singing to you is so romantic”, she fans her face again. Mina shakes her head at Fiona, “That’s not how I feel. I think I keep the same number three, but switch one and two. Receiving a song is more than special, there is a lot more to creating a song, than just singing it. And the one in the dark, doesn’t look scary, but I do like a little bit of mystery.” Fiona crawls under the sheets and Mina goes and slips under them as well. Oh, we’re done, so I crawl under my sheets and remove my bra, I don’t like to wear them when I sleep. “So wait”, Fiona says leaning up on her elbows, “How do you know who kissed you in the dark?” I giggle, “Oh that was easy, when he kissed me again, I recognized him. He doesn’t know I know”, I whisper that last part. We keep silent, each of us, deep in thought. At some point I must have dozed off.

The next thing my brain registers, is Mina bouncing on my bed to wake me up. The sheet slips down and when she sees I’m not wearing my bra, she stops and turns away, but I still catch the blush spreading over her cheeks. I smile, and get out of bed, and pick my bra from the floor and put it on, “good morning. You can turn around now”, I say grabbing the rest of my clothes and dress. I go to the bathroom and do my morning routine quickly. I’m followed by Mina. I’m hungry and want breakfast. Fiona is still sitting groggily in bed and Mina comes back out of the bathroom. “Good morning to you too”, Mina answers back, pulling on Fiona’s arm to get her out of bed. Fiona growls, and Mina whines, “come on Fi, I need my coffee, and I’m hungry.” I smile, seeing them this close. “Fine, fine. I’m up”, Fiona says irritated, she clearly isn’t a morning person. We wait for her to finish and then we take the elevator to the floor of the restaurant that serves breakfast. Oh it looks like we’re last, we find the table with the rest and peruse the breakfast buffet. When we’re eating, all ten of us, Asswipe, comes in and stands at the head of the table. “I have some bad news for those who thought they could relax till tonight.” Shit, please no. I need new clothes, I can’t wear these any longer. He really hates me, I know he is not doing it just to spite me, but it sure feels that way, especially when he looks at me every time he has bad news, a creepy grin on his face. I look at him, waiting for the bomb to drop.

Third POV

Meanwhile at an airport, seven girls get off the plane that just landed. They head to baggage claim to get their suitcases, and then go outside to find a taxi to take them to their hotel. All of them are excited, the plan coming to fruition. The boys are within reach. ‘Just 4 more weeks before the bitch is gone’, A thought happily, enough time to scope everything out, and formulate the next phase of the plan.

‘Everything is finally coming together, and we’ll get what we deserve’

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 15/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*14. Am I really doing this? I guess I am*

Weeks pass and the practices for the tour are over. The boys and I got closer and we had a lot of fun, inside the bedroom as well as outside of it. The spin the bottle got on hold, for now, even the boys have been busy with work, writing new songs, and producing the music for it. The new album that was on hold will be released next week, so some of their crew is flying here to shoot the MV, So the boys have a lot of meetings, via video calls with Mr. Lee and other important people. Because of it, we don't see each other that much now, I have to admit, I miss them dearly, and I know there are feelings involved, I know I love my soulmate, it’s encoded in my DNA and I'm helpless to stop it. And I'm pretty sure I feel the same about my Tiger and Tarzan. The others are not clear to me yet, but knowing myself, it'll happen for them too. They are such unique people. Never judging, always helping others. Namjoon's birthday party was a success, and I gave him the same gift as Jungkook. I'm quite curious what they came up with. Today the second part of the gift is set to take place so I meet them at the front door and we get in the car. "You have your design with you?", I ask both and they nod. I drive us to the tattoo shop and get out. Both are surprised and excited. We head inside and meet with the artist who is going to tattoo me. I know him from the dance show, he dances for a hobby. His name is Alfred, and he is very talented. Alfred hugs me, "so what will you be getting?" he asked. "I don't know yet, let me ask the artists", I tell him, and turn to Namjoon and Jungkook. "So I thought you design something and pick the spot on my body, then Alfred here will tattoo it. If you don't like the idea, I'll get another gift for you. I've wanted a tattoo which would have a special meaning to me, and found this perfect." I look at them, and Jungkook looks very happy, but Namjoon is quite nervous. "I'm not good at drawing, so I wrote a little poem about you. I don't know if you like for it to be one you permanently", he shifts on his feet and fiddles with his fingers. He's cute being insecure. "Let me read it", and I hold my hand out. He hesitates and then he places the paper in my hand.

You're like the morning dew,

everything reminds me of you.

You've made a place in my heart,

so don't you dare make us part.

"It's short and sweet, I like it", I smile at him and he smiles back, dimples showing, unleashing their full power. He can be as cute as Jimin, but only when he's shy. I look at Jungkook, and he hands me his paper, on it is a drawing of a rose, entwined with a string of words, "those all tell what I think about you", he tells me shyly, a blush coloring his cheeks with pink, again very cute. They need to stop doing that, my heart can't take it. They don't even know how they affect me. I read the words and my breathing stops for a second, no one notices. All words say something beautiful, like mesmerizing, or compassionate, talented, friend, and a few more possessive sounding, like mine and my love. I don't question him why he chose these exact words. "Okay, where should he tattoo yours Namjoon?", I spread my arms and slowly turned on the spot. Namjoon thinks and he then points to my left wrist. "In Hangul, or another language?", I then ask him. "I prefer Hangul, but it's your body, so you decide." Jungkook already knows his spot and he touches below my neck, "just as is drawn please", he asks softly and I smile at him and then tell Alfred what is supposed to happen. He will do Jungkook's first so he makes a stencil out of it and puts it on the spot Jungkook picked. I look through a mirror at it and I like the place and how it looks, so I give my okay. Alfred starts and five hours later, Jungkook's rose is on my body. He looks happy at the result and as a thank you kisses me long and deep. I take a bathroom break and when I get back, Namjoon's poem will be tattooed next. This doesn't take as long and in no time, Namjoon's poem is on my wrist. He takes my wrist and looks at it in awe, "no one has ever had something permanent on their body that I wrote", I look at him and can't help but ask, "but you must know that there are people who tattoo part of your lyrics on their body?" He looks up at me and smiles a little sheepishly, "oh, I just never thought about that before now." Jungkook made an appointment to get a tattoo himself. He is not sure yet what he will get, but he'll come up with something, he is sure about that. I hug Alfred goodbye and thank him for a wonderful job on the tattoos. I drive us home, both boys deep in thought. Jungkook is probably thinking about what kind of tattoo he wants and where, but I don't have a clue what Namjoon is thinking. When I park the car, Jungkook rushes out and runs to the house to tell the others, Namjoon gets out slowly, still deep in thought, "penny for your thoughts", I ask him and his head snaps to me and he smiles, "oh....uhm, I was thinking about some of Jungkook's words, and I agree with most. But I think he indirectly told you he loves you, or did I read too much into it?" It's what I was thinking too when I read the words, "I do think you're right, but as long as he doesn't tell me himself I'm not going to ask about it." I take his hand and lead him up to the house, "I understand, but it makes me feel like my poem isn't good enough", I stop and turn to him, I cup his face and look him in the eyes, "It is good enough, I love it, it's made by you, so stop thinking like that. Out of the seven of you I do not have a favorite, I've told you this before." It's not completely true, I do have a favorite, but not in that sense, it's just really hard to explain. He is my soulmate after all, so of course he has a leg up. I'm just not going to tell them that. Maybe someday, who knows, this may lead to nothing after all. He looks relieved and starts to walk to the house, leading me now. The others are waiting for us, wanting to see the result. They all take their turn and after tell me how beautiful they are. Jin and Yoongi prepared dinner and we took a seat at the table. "So all of us get to make a tattoo, and pick where on your body" Taehyung asked. Jimin and Jin come before him, but he looks the most eager. I nod and tell them to design something and when the time is right I will get the tattoo. Dinner is pleasant and we chat about everything, Jin cracking jokes in between, and the wine and other alcohol flows freely. After dinner we clean and then retire to the living room with the fireplace, Fall is here and the weather is turning chilly, so I light a fire, with us sitting around it, enjoying the heat. The vibe is relaxed and some even look a little drowsy, "Y/n, who of us hasn't fucked you yet?" Yoongi asks out of nowhere, catching me completely off guard. I look at him and he smiles wickedly at me, that little fucker knows it's only one, how I don't know. He has probably asked all of them. I don't care for them to know, "Just one" I say. the others gasp and eye each other over, trying to determine who the sad one is. I laugh at their expressions, they're quite funny, proud, but also suspicious. A funny combination, Of course the boy in question doesn't look like that, no he looks kinda sad, giving himself away. "Just one?", Namjoon asks, and I nod at him. He lets it sink in and opens his mouth to ask me more, but I cut him off, "if you want to know ask them, I'm not telling. It's what Yoongi did, or he wouldn't ask me this now." Namjoon looks around at them, but no one says anything and the topic dies. I stare at the fire, in a trance, the vibe still relaxed and pleasant. After I get thirsty, I get up to get something and I walk past my Tiger who just got back from a bathroom visit I expect. I smile at him and he winks back. As I pass him he grabs my wrist and pulls me to him. The move was so unexpected I stumbled into his frame. He catches me before my ass meets the floor and he lifts me up. His hands on my waist and he pushes me back against the wall, trapping me, he kisses me aggressively, his tongue pulling the breath from my lungs, I clutch him to me and his lips leave a burning trail to my ear, "how about a little show?", I don't understand what he means exactly, but his meaning becomes clear when he pulls me off the wall and places me in front of him, his chest to my back, arms around my waist, searching for the hem of my shirt. When he has found it he lifts it in one move, leaving me half naked in front of the others. I'm not embarrassed, I'm happy with my body. His hands caress my belly and they slowly move up until he can curl them around my breasts, nipples hard with the arousal he created. He kneads and I moan long, leaning my head back into him and closing my eyes, to better focus on the feelings he creates. When he touches my nipples for the first time I jump in his arms, "relax and enjoy, and let loose", he growls in my ear. One of his hands slides down right into my pants, "are you wet already", he asked and I am. He will find out soon. He growls and yanks his hand out and unbutton my pants before shoving them roughly down my legs. I step out of them and he places his hands back where they were. My panties are soaked and when he feels them he groans, "yes you are, so wet already for us", I know he used 'us' on purpose, so I don't forget where I am. I moan again and he moves my panties to the side and moves his finger through my folds, spreading my cum, making it slick. He pushed a finger into my pussy, getting eaten greedily by me, his thumb drawing circles over my clit, while his finger pumps in and out. A second finger joins the first and he stretches my walls more. The pleasure building, lightning a fire that can only be extinguished by an orgasm given by him. My hips rock to meet his thrusts and his fingers go a little deeper, and when he curls them he hits that spot and the orgasm peaks and floods my system, turning me into a moaning mess, squirming and shaking in his arms, "show us how beautiful you are when you cum", he groans, pushing his hard cock into my ass. When I come down again, I see six pairs of eyes glued to my body, hands on their bulge, either on top or inside their pants. He walks me forward, towards the empty couch, the one I vacated to get a drink. He turns us around and sits down, making me sit in his lap, he hooks my knees over his legs and spreads them, opening me for them to see all of me. The feeling it gives me is erotic, all eyeing me hungrily, licking their lips. One of them jumps up and kneels between our legs, looking me in the eyes, his dark, piercing my soul, mine needy for him. His eye never leave mine when he lowers his head and licks the flowing juices with his tongue, "so fucking sweet", he purrs, his lips pressed to my clit, and the vibrations shoot tingles up my spine. His hands are placed on the top of my thighs holding me open, he licks enthusiastically. The two other hands knead my breasts again and the double stimulation has me moaning uncontrollably. Air is difficult to get into my lungs, and when one hand is placed on my throat and applies pressure, I tremble with the second orgasm. "Oh, fuck. I need….just…...I need you inside....", I stutter through my orgasm, barely able to get the words out. He ignores me and lazily cleans me with his tongue. When he sits up, I reach for him and pull him in for a kiss, tasting myself on his lips. His cock brushes my pussy and I squirm and wiggle till he slides barely in. When did he lose his pants flits through my mind, but the thought disappears when he slides in further, filling me up deliciously. I pull him more to me, as far as he can go and when he is in all the way I sigh. I'm still on my Tigers lap, another between my legs slowly pumping his cock into me. My ass grinds on the bulge I feel underneath me and he breathes heavily in my ear, his breath fanning the side of my face. "Fuck, you're so sexy when you're fucked, Vixen", he moans into my ear, but the others hear as well, and I hear someone chuckle. Oh yeah there are five watching, I forgot. The renewed knowledge of being watched turns me on more, moaning at the thought of them being aroused because of watching us. My legs are hooked in his elbows and he pulls me down a little, so my ass hangs in the air and he starts to roll his hips, hitting that spot, "fuck always so tight. You like me fucking you in front of them, don't you?", he demands. But I'm too lost to really respond, the pleasure spiking and turning blinding, and when I'm thinking I'm blind forever, the orgasm breaks over me, I arch my back and pant loudly. He stops, like he always does and circles my clit with his finger, helping me down. My walls squeeze him, and he moans, "so fucking beautiful, I need to see it again" he purrs. Again? Wait? What? I'm spent. There is nothing left to give, but he has begun to move, still rolling his hips, hitting that spot, and I'm on the edge again already. What the fuck just happened? His control over my body is unreal. Playing it like an instrument, my moans are like the music. His moans add an extra dimension and the music we create puts the others under its spell. I'm curious to see how the others see me, so I open my eyes and look around at them. All have their hand in their pants, wanking. I turn my head and my lips are taken in an all consuming kiss, his tongue sliding in and out. His hand still at my throat, and the little air I get makes me dizzy, when he sucks my tongue into his mouth, I moan and squeeze the muscles in my pussy, and that makes Sexy moan, like a chain reaction. I look forward again and our eyes lock, and what I see almost makes me cry. His look is lovingly, I doubt he knows he is looking like that at me. Suddenly I'm lifted and he sits down on the floor, making me straddle him, "ride me", he growls, his voice husky and raspy. My feet are planted on the floor so lifting myself up is easy and I started to bounce up and down on his cock. He moans, "ride that cock", he breathes, and buries his lips against my skin, just between my collarbones. I'm so tired, I don't think I can come on my own. "I-I'm c-close....help me over the e-edge" I gasp out. He grabs my ass and pulls me hard down, just hitting that spot, I first freeze up, grabbing his hair harshly. And then the shaking of the release flows through my body, gasping for air, driving my nails into his skin. He groans at the feeling, but holds me still, so he doesn't come himself. ‘No, no please come, I can't anymore’. I don't say it, craving more still. He waits stroking the hair out of my face, and kissing me softly all over my face. "I know you got one more in you. You ready?", he whispers for my ears only. I nod, but still climb off him, "lets move to the couch", I say trailing my fingers down his chest to his erection, twitching at my touch. I grab him more firmly and pump him up and down, I lay myself down, and take him into my mouth, he moans long and deep, and his hands grab my head immediately, controlling me. When he is all the way down my throat I keep my head there, he tries to pull me back, but I swallow and his hands fall away. "Oh fuck....", he breathes, moaning again. "Don't." I swallow again and again, if I can make him lose it like this, I can sleep. He moans and moans, and tries to pull me away again but I take his hands off me. Then he is gone, and I gasp for air, trying to understand what happened. Oh, apparently he scooted back to get away from me. I giggle seeing him like that, all sweaty, breathing heavy. His chest heaving, holding his cock, to stop the orgasm. When he can breathe a little normally again, a devilish grin spreads over his face, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Naughty little minx, trying to finish quickly. A punishment is in order" he purrs. I shrug my shoulders, this break from pleasure has calmed my body down a little. And the punishment sounds exciting, I wonder what it will be. He gets up and takes a seat on the now empty couch. He pats his lap, and when I want to sit down he shakes his head. He makes me lay down over his knees, my ass on full display. Now I know what he wants, "Now, you can't make any noise, you got that?" he demands. I nod and he gets closer and whispers , so it's just me hearing him. "And if you do, I fuck you hard and get two more orgasms. You won't be able to walk properly after I'm done", he growls, sounding sexy as fuck and I feel my juices dripping already. But two Orgasms will be the death of me, so I better don't make any sound. His hand caresses my ass, the slap suddenly stinging, sounding loud in the otherwise silent room. He strokes the burn softly, before slapping again. I bite my lips and breath heavy through my nose. With every slap, the walls of my pussy squeeze emptiness, driving the need to be filled up. At the next slap I almost make a sound, but I can hold it in. My ass must be so red now, the intensity of the slap increasing with each new slap, just a little harder than the one before. I can keep still, with the next three slaps, but the seventh is my undoing, ripping a guttural moan from my lungs. I'm not sorry it happened, my ass burning. He stops, and I try to catch my breath. Without a word he makes me get up, he then lays on his side, and I lie before him. His favorite, I should have known. My top leg gets hooked in his arm, hand between my breasts and he smoothly slides right in and doesn't wait for me, pounding like his life depended on it. The hand not between my breasts snakes around my neck to my throat and he grabs it roughly. He somehow is more possessive tonight. Is it being watched? Or something else. He moans when I squeeze him, "Do it again", he moans in my ear, licking the lobe before nibbling it. His mouth finds that spot behind my ear and sucks, bites and licks, leaving a hickey, "You're mine. Don't ever forget that", he softly whispers, I barely catch it, but I do, and hearing the words the next orgasm burns my blood with pleasure, every limb tingling, toes curling. Of course, he stopped again, riding it out with me, throbbing inside me. His fingers find my clit and lazily stroke, hitching my breath, snapping his hips into me again. His fingers move faster as he speeds up the pumping of his hips. "just one more, come for me again, soak my cock, now" he moans. Unbelievable, I reach another climax, on his cock, just as he commanded, and this time he doesn't stop and chases his own. Pumping as fast as he can, he freezes and I feel his cock throbbing and twitching when he fills me up. We both stop moving, and his arms tighten around me, holding me to him, and I feel his heartbeat on my back, and it's going like crazy, just as mine. An unbelievable heaviness settles over my body, making every limb feel like lead. We lay there for minutes, I completely forgot the others watching. I'm even too tired to open my eyes to see. when I feel him pulling his arms off me to get up, I grab them and hold them to me, I'm so tired, I don't really know what I'm doing, my body just reacts of its own accord. "No, don't leave. Stay for once", I think I whisper, but I'm not, so everyone hears it clearly, his body becomes stiff at my back and I think his head snapped up. I didn't see of course, but it felt like it. It stays silent and I drift off to the place between sleep and being awake.

One of the members POV

Shit, shit, shit, the questions the others will have are going to be brutal. Did she say it on purpose, or not?, I don't know, maybe she's too out of it, I didn't hold back tonight, maybe I took it too far. Oh god what did I do? Is she asleep, I shake her slightly, and she doesn't respond. So she is asleep. I sat upright and put her head in my lap, and I stroked her hair. The others look at me, betrayal clear in their eyes, "Spill, the way she said it made it sound like you've been fucking her longer than us", Jin demands, looking at me, anger all over his face. I keep silent, not knowing how to begin to explain. The anger grows, the longer I stay silent, and when I hear my roommate sigh, I look up. "Fine, I'll tell you, since he is incapable of telling you", my roommate shoots me the death glare before continuing. "In the first week of staying here, I caught him coming down from her room, and I made him bring me with him the next time. We then had sex with her for three weeks before he", and he points at the third member who's in on the secret. Who turns red and hangs his head, "he then joined, so yeah we three have fucked her a lot. But like she said, we never stayed." His explanation is met with silence, all of their mouths hanging open in disbelief. I get off the couch and sit on my knees in front of them, bowing my head, "Please forgive me for deceiving you, I don't have an explanation, I barely understand myself. Her pull on me is so strong, I just can't help myself." I get up, not looking at anybody, and scoop her in my arms, like a bride. Oh god thoughts stop. I bring her to her bed and lay her down on it, crawling after her. Tonight I'll stay, happily. Waking up with her in my arms. I gather her against my chest and stroking her back I drift off to dreamland.

Third POV

Down in the living room, the other two culprits, get up as well and leave for bed. The other four boys stay. They stay silent for a few minutes, making sure they're alone. "What are you mad about exactly", the dirty-blonde haired boy asked the light-brown haired boy. "I'm mad that he felt the need to keep it a secret", the auburn haired boy said. He shakes his head and if steam were to erupt out of him, every orifice in his face would. "Yeah, that's it exactly", the other three agree. They're angry for the secrecy, and that hurts more than the actual fucking. The boys talk some more, and decide to give the other three some time to themselves. Keeping them away from her as much as possible as a punishment. With that decided the boys get up, extinguish the fire and go up to sleep too.

Meanwhile on the other side of the world, A is ecstatic, having found the boys, the plan can move forward again. Just a couple of weeks more and the annoying factor of that bitch will be gone, and they can make the boys fall for them. C having found some interesting gadgets on the dark-net. Those could be really handy. A can hardly wait, Just two more weeks and they'll be flying to where they are, to scope the place out, and help that guy getting that bitch. Thinking about her, has A fuming. The other girls are just as vexed over her, so she needs to go. From what he told C, she is all over them, him having spied on them, he even sent some pictures, and she looks like a slut, or maybe a whore. A can't pick one, but she is ugly. When Jin finally sees her, he'll forget about the bitch right away. I'm way more prettier than her anyway, and a gorgeous specimen like Jin needs a gorgeous specimen on his arm. A believes she is the one for him, he is my soulmate. A texts C asking if she is ready for the next phase of the plan. After 5 minutes, C responds, and A gives the go ahead.

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 14/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*13. Shower sex*

He leads me up to my room, being very gentle with me, like I'm made of porcelain. I don't want shower sex again, so I move towards my bathroom, "I'll take a quick shower, so wait here and I'll be right back", he doesn't say anything, but squeezes my hand so I know he heard me. Once the bathroom door is closed I take the blindfold off and take a quick shower. Washing myself quickly, including my hair. Once clean, I dry myself and rub my favorite scented body lotion into my skin. I brush my hair, and I spray a little perfume behind my ears and tie the blindfold back on, when I'm at the door. I open the door and a hand grabs mine, he was waiting behind the door. He places my hand over his heart, and I feel bare skin. He's hot to the touch, my second hand moves of it's own and touches his abs. The muscles flex and he turns me around, and then he kisses the nap of my neck, sweeping my wet hair to the side. He bites and sucks and I moan at the feeling, he embraces me, nestling his cock flush against my ass. I grind back and he moans low and deep. So he did get lucky, maybe the next time more of them have their fingers crossed. It helped him at least. He curls his hands around my heavy breasts, me sighing, kneads and squeezes, rubbing the inside of his hand flat over my nipples. The touch sends electricity to my clit, and I squeeze my legs together. I'm still grinding back and he rocks forward, dry fucking slowly. Ripping moans from us both. He walks me forward to the edge of my bed and makes me sit down. I don't know what he wants so I wait, and it fills me with excitement. Then I feel something against my lips and when I use my tongue, it tastes a little salty, so I open my mouth further and move my head forward. He takes a step closer and his cock slides over my tongue, him moaning as my hot wet mouth envelopes his length, I use my hands too, not everything fits. His hands move my head up and down at a considerable speed. I swallow and he moans and rips himself from my mouth, breathing heavy. "Naughty", he whispers. I take the blindfold off, and grin up at Taehyung. "Hi snuggles", his eyes light up in happy excitement at the nickname and he smiles his signature smile at me, all boxy and teeth. "Hello Kitty", he cups my face in his big hand and rubs his tongue over my lips, "I want to kiss you every time I see you", he breathes. "Then please do", I seductively say, licking my lower lip. He leans down and I look up and our lips connect. Soft pressure, yet dominant. He kisses me slow, taking his time, and I don't mind. I love to kiss, such an intimate and sensual act, it turns me on every time. I sigh against his lips and lick his lower lip, before sucking it into my mouth. He groans and puts his hands on the bed behind me, I have to lean back, his knee is placed between my legs, pushing against my core, I scoot back and he follows, we stop in the middle and I'm flat on my back and he leans over me, his knees between my legs. He spreads his knees, pushing my legs open, and he trails a finger up my slit, stopping at my clit and he applies pressure, smiling devilish at me, he switches his finger for his thumb, and pushes the now freed finger inside, "so wet and hot", and thrusts in and out, adding a second finger and then a third, "and sooo soft", he moans against my ear. He growls and speeds his fingers up, "come for me Kitty" The pleasure peaks and an orgasm breaks loose, stealing my breath momentarily. His fingers slow and when he finally pulls them out, they go straight to his mouth and he cleans his fingers of my juices with his tongue."So sweet, but next time. Now I want to fuck", And with that he sits up, moves the head of his cock to my opening with his hand, and slowly works his length inside of me. Once he is fully inside of me, I squeeze the muscles around him and he moans, "Naughty Kitty, aren't you?" I giggle and my hands trail over his back, down to his ass. I pull him further into me, spreading my legs as far as I can get them, which is quite far actually. "So tight, I could stay like this forever. I don't need to move, this feels great", I giggle again and buck my hips, creating a little friction, "but I need you to move, this is driving me insane with want and the need for you to move", the end of my sentence coming out on a whine. Now he chuckles, and pulls out completely. God he is a little devil, maybe I should change his nickname to Devil. I get distracted from my thoughts, as he enters me again in one swift and fast move. As he speeds his thrusts up and flicks my clit with his fingers, I can feel the second orgasm starting to build. The pleasure turning my blood to liquid fire, searing my veins. I grab his arms to anchor me and dig my nails into his skin, He groans and pulls out again, and he grabs my hips and lifts me up, him leaning back, his ass on his heels. And he helps me slide down on him , while my feet are planted next to his on the bed. My arms go around his neck to keep myself upright. This way, I'm the one that moves and controls, there is no way for him to thrust. I move my hips up and down, and he buries his face between my breasts, lavishing the valley with his tongue. He doesn't know but he is licking my soul mark and somehow the arousal spikes and becomes more. The need for an orgasm almost overwhelmed me. I climb off him and sit on my hands and knees before him, wiggling my ass at him, and he doesn't wait and shoves himself back into me, setting a hard and fast rhythm. The speed driving him deeper and deeper. This way my g-spot gets hit every time, and my second orgasm follows quickly, moaning his name, trying to breath through it. The squeezing around his cock becomes too much and he spills himself inside of me, thrusting till he is empty. When he stops moving he slumps forward, and pushes me flat on the bed, my face in my pillow. When the need for oxygen becomes too great, I push back and he rolls off me, his cock popping out of me. He's breathing heavy, a sheen of sweat coating him, making him glisten with sparkles. "That was amazing", he said, "I've never had my orgasm triggered that way." I look at him and smile, "so you liked it?" He chuckles, and shakes his head, "No I loved it", he gathers me to him, and hugs me tightly, my face against his chest and his head on my head. And that's how we fall asleep.

When I open my eyes the next morning I can't move. My arms and legs pinned together by a large male, holding me in a death grip as he sleeps. My face against his chest, basically like how we fell asleep. I try to lift my arm and hand, but his hold tightens and my breath is almost squeezed out of me. I flick his nipple with my tongue, it's the only thing I can reach, and my tongue is the only thing I can move. I know I wished for them to stay the night, but not kill me in the process. I lick again and he stirs, but sleeps on. "Taehyung", I whisper, but I get nothing. Okay, I need more drastic action, so instead of licking his nipple I bite. The small pain has him flying up and I'm moved with him, still in his arms. "Uh, Taehyung, could you release me?" I asked, He looked around, and when recognition lights up his eyes, he looks down and gives me that adorable boxy smile, "sorry", he says, releasing me finally. "That's why none of the others want to sleep in the same bed as me." I caress his cheek, before giving him a small kiss, "Not to worry, I don't mind one bit, it's just, I need to use the bathroom, quite urgently", and I jump up and go to relieve myself. I do my morning routine, shower, brush my teeth and hair, body lotion, little eyeliner and mascara, maybe lip gloss, but what's the point, it'll probably get kissed off right away anyway. I leave the bathroom to get dressed, and I see him lounging on my bed, laying on his side and his head propped up in his hand. I wink at him and walk into my closet. I pick my clothes, a shirt, no bra, no panties and a skirt, let's tease them a little today. When I get in my room again, he is dressing himself. When he is done, he comes over and gives me a kiss, we then go down together and at the bottom of the stairs he grabs my hand and kisses the top of it, "it was a pleasure Kitty. Let's do it again really soon", and with a devilish smile, and a wink, he turns around and goes to his room. When he disappears, Jungkook emerges, and he is the one I want to see right now. I keep forgetting to give him his present. I know Namjoon has his birthday real soon and maybe I can do both. He walks towards me and stops, right where I'm at. "I'm sorry Jungkook, I still need to give you your birthday gift", he shakes his head, "you don't need to give me anything." I smile, "I know, but I want to. I want you to draw something, something that you find really beautiful but fits me. I'll tell you the second part when you have a design, okay?" He nods his head and he takes my hand and we walk down together. The breakfast table is occupied by Namjoon, Jin and a very disgruntled Yoongi. I wonder who died, seeing his expression. Jungkook notices too, "got up on the wrong side of the bed Yoongi?", Jungkook asked. Yoongi grunts and shoots him a death glare. Jungkook gulps and lowers his head, starting to eat rather quickly. I raise my eyebrows at him, and I see the corners of his mouth move up slightly when he sees my expression. 'I'll tell you later’ he mouths at me and I nod, eating my own breakfast. The others join us and we eat in silence. The tension is a little heavy. The boys shoot each other weird looks, so I'm a little uncomfortable actually. I don't understand the weird vibe at all. Maybe when Yoongi talks to me it will become clear. When everyone is finished the boys get up to clean up but I stop them, "why don't you guys do whatever you want and today I'll clean up?" All except Jin stop and move to walk away, going to do whatever, "you sure?", Jin asked. I nod and shoo him away, just like the others. When they are gone, I gather the dishes and clean the table, I then bring everything to the kitchen and start to load the dishwasher. I bend over to load the bottom, and two hands slide over my ass up over my back to my shoulders. He grabs them and pulls me up, back hugging me. His chin on my shoulder, his lips brush my ear. My breath increases and my heart follows. "I forgot, with the spin the bottle they stayed the whole night. I actually stayed awake for a long time, waiting for Taehyung to come back down, so I could join you. But he never came down and I fell asleep eventually. I craved you so badly, I still do", he whispers. I turn around and hug him back. Burying my face against his shoulders, not reaching higher. He chuckles, "this is nice", he says, "but I still want to fuck you senseless", he growls, sending tingles down my spine. I look up and he looks down, my eyes stray to his beautiful lips and I lick my own. He gives me his sweet smile and leans in for a slow kiss. I grab the fabric of his shirt and pull. His arms tighten around me and I feel so cherished. He places his head on my head and I sigh, "Why do you want to fuck me senseless?", I ask against his chest. He sighs, "like I said, I really needed you last night", I lean back and look him in the eyes, "Well, I'm gone today too, so you could come over when I'm back for some shower sex, just like last time." He looks confused, "last time?, I didn't join you last time." I smile and kiss his lips, sucking his lower lip, he moans and I bite before pulling back, "I know, I meant it could be you tonight, last time it was my Sexy", the confusion clears from his eyes and a evil little grin grows on his face, "that sneaky fucker, he did it again. How many stolen moments does he really have?", he asked sternly, regarding me with dark piercing eyes. I close my eyes, thinking back, moving my lips, silently counting, "I believe in total 5, but you only know 3, and no, I won't tell them to you. This was a one time kinda deal. If you want to know about the others you have to ask him." His shoulders slump in defeat and he pushes my head against his chest again. We hug, just basking in each other's presence. "What time do you need to leave?", he asks out of the blue, and my mood sours thinking about leaving again. "Today I need to leave earlier than last time unfortunately, you guys need to take care of yourselves." He steals another kiss, before releasing me and smiling sadly, "I think I'll go and sleep the time away, till you're back. I'm really bored when you're away. The others feel the same, last time we all just sat together, doing nothing, not even talking. Can you give me an estimate, what time will you be back?" I count again in my head and when I realize how long I'll be gone I get angry, angry at Mike for ever signing me up for the show, "I hope by 2 am." He nods and walks away, and just before he disappears, he turns back to me, "I'll miss you, and get back to me soon." I smile because I feel the same, I'll miss him too, "how can you miss me when you're asleep?", I ask quickly before he can leave. He looks seriously at me, "my dreams will be about you being away from me and me missing you because of it", he gives me his signature smile and I melt internally, it's so cute. He leaves and I finish loading the dishwasher, I then clean the kitchen and go upstairs to pack what I need. It doesn't take me long, and now I'm faced with a dilemma. What am I going to do till I need to leave. I check the time and I see I have still three hours before I have to go. I walk aimlessly through the house and when I walk past the door to the little recording studio, on the basement level, I get pulled in, and the door slams shut. I hear the lock click, It's completely dark. What is it with these boys and lights? I stand in the middle, in the dark, breath heavy. Two hands grab the top of my arms and pull me harshly against a firm chest. The hands trail up over my throat, "I'm sorry, but I can't wait for another game of chance", and he turns my head and crashes his lips on mine. I turn around, without breaking the kiss and my arms circle his neck, my hands stroking through his hair. He hugs me to him, his arms over my lower back, and when he straightens up, he lifts me from the floor. He switches on the table lamp on the side, illuminating the small room with soft light, and I look at him glowing. He walks towards the little couch, and sits down, making me straddle him. My core right over the bulge in his pants. The kiss becomes frenzied, and his hands squeeze my waist, and then my ass, moaning into his mouth, "Namjoon." He hums, indicating he's listening. "Fuck me please, I need you", I moan into the kiss, sucking his tongue. He wastes no time and lifts the shirt over my head. He looks at what he revealed and he licks his lips sensually as his eyes go from nipple to nipple turning black and lustful. When he reaches beneath my skirt, that has risen up due to the position, his eyes snap to mine when he touches bare skin, "I see, you're were hoping to have sex?", he chuckles, "well I'm very happy to oblige." He strokes his fingers through my pussy, and I moan every time he touches my clit. He finger fucks me and an unexpected orgasm steals over me, clamping down on his pumping fingers. He growls when he feels my orgasm on his fingers, and he kisses my throat, bringing me down from my high. His fingers leave me and he licks them greedily. I scoot back a little and unbutton his pants, I curl my fingers around the waistband and pull them down, taking his boxers with them. He helps me get rid of them and when he is gloriously naked, I scoot closer and rub my pussy over his erection, wetting it. I slide over him, going back and forth, and when he is wet enough, I slide more up, to get the head of his cock at my opening. Then I slide back down, taking him all the way, and he fills me up, scratches my walls, and I moan, as does he, his hands grab my breasts and he kneads the soft mounds, alternating with pitching my nipples. Just filling me up has another orgasm on the edge of breaking, and I know I won't last very long, before it explodes. I move my hips and he slides in and out of me. After a while he slides his whole body down the couch, taking me with him, until his ass hangs over air, and my feet are placed on the floor. This way he can thrust up, and he does hard and fast. He caresses my body and when his hands reach my waist, he grabs it firmly and thrusts up again, the strength in my legs waning with every thrust. He notices and he lifts me up again, laying me back down on the couch, he plunges his cock into me again and continues like nothing is changed at all. When his tongue invades my mouth and mimics the movement of his cock, a second orgasm flows through me, triggering his and he pumps his hips a couple of times before stopping and shooting me full of his cum. He leans his forehead against mine, breath panting, mixing with mine. "This was better than I imagined, and I dreamt a lot about it. But isn't this a little cheating?", I climb off him and he pops out, making him groan, "cheating? What is?", I ask, dressing myself, so I can get to my room for a shower. "Well this, the sex and not waiting for the next spin the bottle", he gestures at us and the state we're in. "Well, we never agreed that sex can only happen with the game, so no cheating. But trust me, you're not the first", I giggle seeing his pout when he hears that. I stroke his head, "don't pout. All the sex is great, no matter who or how." He smiles and gets up to get dressed as well, "but can we keep it between us?", he asks with a small voice. It's a little weird hearing his voice so small, his presence is so big. I wait for him to finish getting dressed. When his shirt falls over his frame, I hug him and pull his head down for a kiss. "Sure, this'll stay between us. I'll leave first, wait a few minutes and then you can do whatever you want." I stroke his cheek and then move past him to the door. I open it and check if it's empty. When I don't see anybody I wink at him and go through the door. I climb the first stairs, and reaching the top, the doorbell rings. I walk a few steps and open the door. Lindsy stands there with a trench coat hugging her frame. I raise my eyebrows looking her over. She shrugs, "is Taehyung here?", she asked. "Well hello to you too. How have you been? I've been great. Thank you for asking", she rolls her eyes at me, "yes yes, hi. Sorry, I just want him again, or maybe even someone else" she wiggles her eyebrows, smiling wickedly. I don't care if she has sex with some of them, but three are off limits. My soulmate is an absolute no no, and the other two, maybe when I'm part of it. No, the other two can't happen either. Those three are mine, at least for now. Behind me I can hear feet moving down the stairs. Two pairs? I turn around, still holding the door and Lindsy still standing there. My Tiger, he stops at the bottom and gets joined by my soulmate. They look at Lindsy, and a smile spreads over their face, seeing the attire she is wearing. My soulmate back hugs me and buries his nose into my neck and hair. "She here for sex?", I hear coming from the bottom of the stairs, Lindsy being clueless of what he asked, not speaking Korean. "My little minx, you've been naughty. You smell like sex. Did you have sex just now?", his lips next to my ear. "Maybe", I say to him, "and yes she is here for Taehyung specifically, but she let me know, that if he doesn't want to, she still wants sex with someone else. But you two and my Tarzan are off limits, she just doesn't know that." The both look at me, and in the corner of my eye, I can see Lindsy looking between us. "Don't worry, I don't want her, I only want you", he breathes on my ear, tightening his arms around me. The other moves in front of me, cupping my face in both hands, he gives me a kiss and a wicked smile graces his sinful lips, a dangerous combination, my body reacting too, heart rate increases, and my fingers itch with the want to touch them. Those two together are so powerful, I just want to surrender and let them do what they want. "You're right, she does smell like sex. Who did you fuck, Vixen?", he asked after kissing me. I shake my head, "It's more like he fucked me, and I'm not telling, the others don't know about you two and those first three weeks, or do they?" They both shake their heads. That's what I thought, and I entangled myself from them and invited Lindsy finally inside. "What was that all about?", she asked me breathlessly, oops she clearly can feel the sexual tension between the three of us. "Nothing, I just told them why you're here, and I'm sorry to say they're not interested. I'll go look for Taehyung, wait here", and I go up the stairs, leaving those three with an awkward vibe. I knock on the door of his room, and Jungkook opens it right away, a surprised look on his face. "Hi Y/n, I was just about to head down. What's up?" I look past him, and see Taehyung sitting on his bed, looking at me, a wicked glint in his eyes, "Here for more?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. I giggle and shake my head, "well I'm here for you, but not why you think", I laugh seeing the smile fall off his face, a pout replacing it. He looks adorable like that, I shake my head to clear the distracting thoughts, "Lindsy is downstairs for sex, but if you don't want to, she'll accept anyone", and I look at Jungkook, he laughs and looks at Taehyung, "you must have given it to her good" and he laughs out loud. "You mind?", Taehyung asks, and I shake my head, "no. Enjoy yourself", and with that I turn around and walk to the stairs, followed by Jungkook, "you sure you don't mind? I mean last night he was with you", he asked, stroking my back. "Lindsy, come on up", I yell down before turning towards Jungkook, "if anything you guys have more reason to object with me having sex with almost all of you. Besides, even if we were in a relationship, which we are not, I wouldn't mind as long as I know beforehand." He nods and walks down, he passes Lindsy on her way up. When she reaches me, she has a hopeful look on her face, I smile and point to my left, "it's the second door on the left", and I leave her to go do what she wants. I finally can take that shower I've been wanting. When I'm finished, I look at the time and realize I need to leave. I grab my stuff and make my way down. On the second stairs down I run into Namjoon, whose eyes travel slowly up my frame, me standing above him. He licks his lips and winks. "Hey, if Lindsy is looking for me when she is done with Taehyung", he chuckles, "Lucky bastard", I giggle, "could you tell her I needed to leave? You're the only one she can understand." He nods his head and looks at me, pensive. " if I were to seduce her, and she lets me, would you mind?" He asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. I giggle again, "nope, knock yourself out", and I move past him down the rest of the stairs. I go and search the rest to let them know I'll be leaving. I go to my car, once goodbyes are exchanged, and I miss them already. I unlock it and when I'm about to open the door a large body slams into mine, pinning me to the car. His chest against my back, and his breath in my ear, goosebumps breaking out over my skin. "I'll see you later in the shower", he growls and palms my ass before spanking it. I moan and push my ass back for more, he chuckles and spanks again. Then he leaves, and I get in my car, my ass burning deliciously. He's an eager naughty one, my Tiger. I drive to the same studio and this time, Jo Jo the choreographer is there, and two girls, Mina and Fiona. No Luke and a weight is lifted off my shoulders. Tonight could be fun. I learned, we three have three performances during the tour, and they're all very sexy. My favorite is the last one, on the song’ Buttons’ by the Pussycat Dolls (check youtube). We practice and have fun, trying to be sexy without being too over the top.

After practice, we go and grab a bite to eat, before parting ways. "So Y/n, back when we had that party at the club, and when we performed I spotted seven gorgeous guys in the front. Did you see them too?", Mina asked after swallowing her bite. I nod, still chewing mine. I swallow, "I saw them, they…..uhm, they're friends of mine, and currently staying at my place." Both of them have completely forgotten their food, mouth open, gaping at me. I laugh and Fiona snaps out of it, Mina is still looking at me like I grew a couple more heads. "So you can speak their language? When I tried talking to them that night, I couldn't understand them, and they didn't understand me. Saying I was disappointed is an understatement." I laugh again, and nod, "Yeah I can, I learned it when I was very young, my father had business relations with their country, so he wanted me to learn. And visiting was easy, as I was living in Japan at the time." I take another bite and chew, looking amused at them. Fiona starts to eat too, but Mina is still hung up on the topic of the boys. "Seen anyone naked yet? Or kissed? Or even more?" Mina asks breathlessly, clutching the table's edge, leaning eagerly forward. I smile mischievously at her, "yes to all three", and her mouth drops open again, and Fiona even let's her fork drop with a clatter, drawing looks from other patrons. I laugh loudly, letting it die in a snicker. "What do you expect me to do when they clearly know how to seduce. It's impossible to stop, so I don't." I didn't invite these two for Jungkook's birthday party, because, to be honest, I thought they were airheads, completely clueless, and very egoistic. Turns out I was wrong, I really had fun with them tonight, I should invite them for Namjoon's party in a week. "So one of them, Namjoon, has his birthday next week, you two should come to the party, and maybe you'll get lucky, but not all are available." They both nod enthusiastically, saying "we'll be there 100 percent." We finish our food and pay, we exchange numbers, so I can text them the info and such. We say goodbye and I take the long drive home, not as tired as last time due to the food and the company.

Arriving home, I park the car in the driveway, get out and lock the car. I go inside and lose my shoes, before climbing the stairs up to my room. I'm not as late as last time, but the house feels quiet, like all are asleep, or at least in their rooms. I drop the used clothes in the hamper before stowing the bag away, then I make my way to my bed and look down on the sleeping boy. I smile softly at him, he looks so peaceful and serene. He licks his lips and moves his head back. I stroke his cheek and his eyes stir, then flutter open and he looks up at me, "Hello little vixen. How was it?" he purrs. I sit on the edge and wind my arm around his waist, leaning into him, "it was fun, no Luke, just us three girls, and three new dances, can't wait for you to see my favorite of tonight. I think I can get you tickets. I'll email them tomorrow." He smiles and nuzzles his face into my belly, wrapping his arms around me. My arm around his waist goes under his shirt and I caress his back, drawing slow circles. "You know, I still want to take a shower, You wanna join or wait here?" His hold tightens and he mumbles something, but I can't understand a word, his face is still pressed against my belly, I grab his head and pull him back, "what was that?", I quip and he smiles lazily, "I said, I'm not sure yet, let me think", I release his head and he dives right in again, pressing closer and tightening his arms, squeezing hard. I pat his back and try to get up, but doesn't let go. "Come on, I want a shower, you think about if you want to join me or not. But you know, all that water sliding down my naked form may tip the scale. Just think about that", and I wrench myself out of his hold, and move to my bathroom. I don't look back, or I might not make it to the shower. I strip after turning the knob of the shower, and get under the spray when the temperature is nice and warm. I reach for the soap to wash myself, but it gets snatched away, I didn't hear him, must've been too deep into my own thoughts. He proceeds to lather his hands and wash my whole body, his hands firm, relaxing my muscles. Then he washes my hair, massaging my scalp as well. When he is done I'm like jelly in his arms, so relaxed I'm almost sleeping, leaning on him. He doesn't seem to mind, embracing me and stroking my back and ass with his hands. "Don't fall asleep now", he chuckles, "I've got a lot I want to do to you." I grab his ass and squeeze, "I'm not sleeping, just relaxing in your arms, which feels very nice", I say and stand on my tip-toes to give him a kiss. He reciprocates and takes control, pushing my body back against the wall. He lifts one of my legs and hooks it in his elbow, keeping my leg up, but freeing his hand. He takes a step closer and his cock brushes my pussy and I moan at the contact. His fingers find my nipples and clit and he brushes them simultaneously, Moaning his name and begging for more, my juices flowing out and wetting his fingers, some get washed away by the water, but what doesn't gets licked off his fingers, "deliciously sweet", he growls and takes a step closer, pushing his rock hard cock into me in one go, sliding in to the hilt. It has me balancing on my toes on one leg, his hand beneath my leg slapping my ass and squeezing and the other doing the same to one of my breasts, the slap there was unexpected, and I always thought I wouldn't like it, but crazy enough I do. The slap wasn't hard, just a little sting. He starts to move and the friction is so good it has me moaning, his strokes long and slow, rotating his hips on every third stroke. "God, you're so tight and you fit so nicely around my cock, I don't ever want to leave." He leans in and kisses me, eagerly pushing his tongue in and out of my mouth, copying his thrusts with his cock. The dual sensations have me flying and I pulse and squeeze around his cock, the orgasm stealing my breath. He growls, "you like coming on my cock, thrusting in and out?", he growls in my ear and the only response I can give him is a whine and a nod. He then braces his hands on the wall behind me and speeds up, a new orgasm starting low in my belly, turning hotter and hotter. "Come for me again, vixen", he whispers huskily, and again I fall over the edge, the pleasure stealing all of my senses except for feeling, but sight, hearing, even taste is gone, just as my breath. He thrusts, turns erratic and he throws his head back in pleasure and empties himself inside of me, pumping till his orgasm is over. We rinse each other off and I grab two towels when he turns the shower off. Once dry, he dressed himself and took me back into his arms, kissing me goodbye. Shit he can't stay, I pout and he smiles sadly, "you know I would love to stay, but my roommate doesn't know I'm here. He was already asleep when I left, so I need to go back." I nod and take a step back, pouting like a little child denied it's candy. "Dream of me", he says before leaving my room through the door. Once the door closes a chill sweeps the room, like it realizes his presence is gone. I crawl in bed, and lay awake for hours, before sleep comes knocking and takes me away.

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 13/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*12. The tour starts*

Luke's POV

I have a big problem. I want to have this girl, but she turns me down every time, and I don't understand why. Every girl wants me, why doesn't she. She will be mine, luckily the tour starts soon and we have to practice together. She is hot, and loaded, once she is mine, I can spend all that money and do whatever I want. I don't want to marry her, just fuck her till I get bored of her, and spend her money. That is probably even more important than the girl itself. A couple of weeks ago, I was on the darknet, trying to find something to help me in my quest, when I saw a post about 7 missing dudes. These girls were looking for them. And I remembered that Y/n had 7 dudes with her, when I visited her at her studio. I replied to the post and they wanted proof. That wasn't difficult, I just waited at the studio, unseen of course, and when Y/n and them arrived I snapped some pictures. The girls were ecstatic when I sent them the pictures. They had finally found them, they weren't as ecstatic about Y/n, but when I explained it was the girl I needed help with, they were more than willing to help me, so we came up with a plan. It starts right after the last show of the tour. People couldn't find out right away Y/n went missing. I laughed out loud, being happy that the end goal, and Y/n, was in sight. Just a couple of weeks more and she would be mine. I've got so many things planned for us, in bed of course. She will never leave it. I’ll make her love me and then I'll take all her money and throw her away with nothing.

Y/n's POV

"Dinner's ready", I yell out into the backyard. I know some of them are here, I just don't know who. After that quickie in the pantry, I took a quick shower, but I had to wait for them to leave the kitchen before I could make my getaway. Then I went grocery shopping and started dinner when I came back. All the boys were doing something, I didn't see anyone, and when dinner was ready I had to yell it through the whole house. The backyard being the last place to yell. I go upstairs and pack the essentials I need tonight and go back down. By now all the boys were seated at the table, waiting for me, not eating. "I'm sorry, but I won't be joining you tonight. I need to leave now to get there on time. I ate while cooking, so don't worry", I say sadly, a soft smile on my lips. Taehyung jumps up and gives me a big, tight hug, and whines in my ear, "I don't want you to go. I'll miss you", I grab his face and put our foreheads together, "I don't want to go, but sadly I must. I'll miss you too", giving him a soft small kiss on his cheek. One by one they come and hug, or kiss me goodbye. With a heavy heart I leave their presence and get in my car. I put on my favorite playlist and drive the long way to practice. Arriving, my mood got gloomier on the way, the more miles I was away from them. I definitely don't want to do this, so let's go. I get out, lock the car and head inside to the practice room. Opening the door I see Cindy and Paul, two of the show's choreographers. Luke is also here, as are Aubrey and Micheal. Oh, a dance with four maybe, hopefully. Micheal and Aubrey are nice, I just haven't socialized with them much. I greet them, and put my bag by theirs in the corner. Then I change my shoes and join the others who are waiting. Cindy and Paul explain what the plan is for some of the tour. Luke and I were expected to dance at least five of our dances. We could choose which ones, and I decided right then and there, those three dances have to have the least amount of body contact. I don't want to touch him, but more importantly, I definitely don't want him to touch me. We four would have to learn a new dance today, so I got a little happier, not just Luke. Cindy and Paul show us, with two of their dancers, the dance we needed to learn. The song used was Katey Perry's "Dark Horse", not too bad. I won't bore you with the story, but the luke-me interaction was nihil. Yes, I like it more and more. I'm being petty I know, but I can’t help it. I don't trust him, he is calmer today, like he is planning something, he hasn't even flirted with me yet, weird. I stayed on my guard, but the 4 hour passed us by without an incident. After, I get tiredly in my car and drive back home, blasting the music quite loud to stay awake. When I’m finally home, I drag my tired ass inside and up the stairs. Dancing for hours makes me sweaty, and I don’t like to sleep like that, so I make my way over to my bathroom. I turn the knob, and strip. I get under the shower head and sigh in relief when my muscles relax and stop aching due to the heat of the water. My mind is so tired I don't hear a thing, I have my eyes closed, so I don’t see a thing. I’m made aware of a second body under the shower by two hands on my back hugging me, placing my head on his hard, firm chest. He kisses the top of my head and rocks our bodies slightly from side to side. He doesn’t talk and neither do I. I tilt my head back and look up at him, somehow I knew it was him, even before I opened my eyes. We’re inexplicably drawn to each other, our souls longing for each other. “Hi Sexy”, I whisper up at him, he smiles at me, “Hello minx. How was practice? Tired?” I nod, “yeah, pretty tired, but practice went well, I just don’t trust Luke. He is up to something, he was different today.” I stroke his back, and feel the firm muscles flex when he moves his arms tighter around me. This feels nice, and I’m a little surprised he has this inside of him. Normally he is all about the sex, not that I mind that mind-set, I love sex, so does he. Nothing wrong with giving in to urges. When my mind starts to drift off to the dirtier side of my brain, my hands trail lower and lower. When I can reach his ass, I slap it and squeeze, smiling up at him. He nips the tip of my nose with his teeth, “naughty little minx, watch out what you start”, his hands copy my hands and I feel a slap on my ass before being squeezed by his strong hands. My grin turns bigger and my hands grab his ass firmly and pull him against me, feeling his cock against my belly. I kiss his pectorals and work my way down, slowly going to my knees. When I feel the tiles touch my knees I smile seductively up at him and then look at his hard cock, slightly twitching. My fingers curl around him and he sighs at the touch. I lick the underside all the way up to the head before tonging the slit, licking up the precum seeping out. I engulf the head and take him in my warm, wet mouth, he groans long and huskily. Hearing him get aroused by me is exhilarating, the power I have over him intoxicating. "Oh yeah, suck me", he moans, grabbing my hair and pulling my head and mouth slowly up and down on his cock, shit he took control again. Somehow I don't mind, him using me how he wants is such a turn on, I feel my pussy dripping, wishing to be filled up by him. He bobs my head with his hands and thrust his hips slightly hitting the back of my throat. I deep throated him and keep still, and I swallow a couple of times, "fuck, I'm not going to last long if you keep that up", leaves him on a husky breath, moaning in between the words. I swallow once more and pull my mouth slowly off him. His cock popping out and bouncing in front of my face, I look up and lick the after taste of him from my lips, "then fuck me good, Sexy." He pulls me up by my arms and his hands rove my body, starting with my collarbones, working his way down. Now it's my turn to moan at every touch. Lightning a fire just under my skin, making his touch burning with pleasure. When he pinches my nipples between his fingers I let out a small yelp, grabbing his arms to steady me, he smirks at me and does it again, this time I'm prepared and instead he gets a moan. One of his hands moves further down, finding my pussy and zeroing in on my clit, no teasing and it is heavenly, I close my eyes, tilt my head back, and my lips part, panting in air. I feel the start of an orgasm, and I whine, "right there, just keep going." He speeds up, and alternates between flicking my clit and thrusting two fingers in and out of me, curling on every outwards stroke. My nails dig into his skin and he groans, "are you close?", he whispers in my ear. My vocal cords seize up and all I can manage is a nod, the knot in my belly so tight it's bordering on being uncomfortable, but so good at the same time. Just before my orgasm can take me to another dimension, one of pleasure, he pulls his hands off me and turns me around, his hands slide over my back up to my shoulders and he pushes them down, making me touch my hands to the floor tiles. He aligns himself and pushes himself inside, stretching me exquisitely. He doesn't wait and thrusts his hips back and forth, hitting that special spot right away, the orgasm had ebbed away a little, but it came back with a vengeance. He can only thrust twice before he stops to enjoy my walls contracting and squeezing his rock hard cock, my orgasm washing over me, the position somehow prolonging the feeling. He rides it out completely before he starts to move again. I desperately try to catch my breath, but he doesn't build up slowly , but pounds me hard and fast. His hands hold my waist and pull me backwards with every inward thrust of his. He hits the top of my cavity, and every hit pulls a moan from me and him. Another orgasm is approaching, the knot tightening and shooting pleasure through my body. “Oh god, you’re so tight, and squeeze me so good, made just for me”, he moans and goes faster and faster. He doesn’t know how right he is, him being my soulmate is exactly like we’re made for each other. “You feel so big, and fuck me so good, filling me up just right”, I moan, “come with me.” He switches his thrusts up to long and slow strokes, keeping my orgasm on edge longer, promising a relief so sweet I can’t wait for it. He almost pulls completely out before pushing slowly in, building up the speed. Keeping the build up steady to the point where he goes as fast as before the switch up. He spanks my ass, and my walls contract involuntarily, rewarding me with a sexy moan. “Come now”, he growls and the release is instant, and the second orgasm washes over me, flushing my body with blood racing through my body, tainting my skin pink. He thrusts a few more times and the contracting of my walls triggers his own. Spurting his cum deep inside of me. The aftershocks rocking my body, making it more difficult to catch my breath, my heart beating against my chest, sounding extremely loud. I’m convinced he can hear it. He is having difficulty with breathing as well. He twitches, still buried deep inside of me. I stand up and push my back against his chest, he embraces me and kisses the side of my face. I caress his arms holding me, reveling in the afterglow of the incredible sex we just had. He pulls out of me, turns me around in his arms, burying his face against my neck, giving small kisses, sighing satisfied. I let the water wash over us for a few minutes before turning the shower off. I give him a towel and we dry ourselves, he dresses and takes me in his arms again. “I’m sorry, but I just can’t get you out of my system, and crave you constantly”, he kisses me, searing his lips onto mine, gasping in air, I feel his tongue sliding in and taking a quick taste. He leans his forehead against mine and sighs, “I wish you could stay”, I whisper against his lips, and he smiles sadly. “Me too”, he whispers. Then he releases me and turns towards the door and he leaves me standing alone, naked in the middle of my bathroom. I hug myself, and cry a little, sniffling. I shake my head at myself, he’s not gone forever, just one floor below mine, and tomorrow I see him again, talk to him again. I sigh and wipe my tears and go to my bed, my big empty bed. I crawl in and shift to my side, create a comfortable spot on my pillow and close my eyes, hoping for sleep to find me fast. With my mind on the boys I drift off to dreamland, but my mind is too tired, so I don’t dream, at least I don’t remember it.

The next morning I slept in. I was so late last night. I get woken up by breakfast in bed and company. As I sleep naked, I drape the sheet over me to cover up, not that I’m ashamed, but I’m hungry and want to eat, and not be eaten. I devour everything he brought and he looks at me amused, “So how was practice? Learn anything new?”, he asked as he reclined next to me on the bed. “Practice went well, and yes I learned something new. A dance for 4 people this time, Luke being one of the four unfortunately,” I wipe my hands, being done with eating. I place the tray next to the bed on the floor, leaning over the side. When I get back up and turn towards him, he is extremely close. “You know, yesterday, just before you dropped the bomb of the tour, and you leaving sometimes, we decided to agree with your idea of spin the bottle”, he whispers, his breath fanning my face, giving me goosebumps. “Oh”, is all that leaves me on a breath, my eyes switching between his eyes and lips. And of course he notices and he licks his lips, grinning. "Thinking of something?", he asked, still grinning. I shake my head, clutching the sheet tighter, "nope." His hands move to my face and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. "So you're saying tonight one of you gets lucky, and you're hoping it's you?" I flirt back, nibbling my lower lip, his eyes snap to the action and he licks his lips again, "stop doing that, Angel", he growls. God I love it when they growl, sounds so sexy. "Doing what?", I ask innocently, knowing perfectly what he means, and to provoke him more I do it again. I look through my lashes at him, and I see him clenching his jaw, and balling his hands into fists. Like he has to exert an unbelievable amount of restraint. I want for him to lose it and pounce, the sexual tension rising and rising. He scoots closer and our sides are touching and his body heat is very nice. He cradles the side of my face in gis palm, his thumb stroking circles on my skin. A kiss would make this the second best morning in a while, the first was waking up in Yoongi's arms. "Would you like a preview of what could happen if you're the lucky one?", I whisper in his ear, my breath hitting his ear. He shudders and groans, turning my head so he can crash his lips to mine. "Yes please", he moans against them, molding my lips perfectly with his. I gasp at the delicious friction and he takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss and slide his tongue into my mouth, sucking on my tongue. I moan and grab his face with my hands and the sheet drops down baring my naked chest at him. He doesn't look right away but continues to kiss me, moaning as he does so, "I want you", he purrs in my ear before kissing his way down along my neck. He pulls back a little and his eyes travel down and focus on my bared chest. "Beautiful", he sighs reaching his hands towards my breasts. "So soft", he breathes, curling his hands around my pleasure mounds. Molding to the form of his hands, kneading. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of him touching me. I yelp and my eyes fly open when he pinches one nipple, and then the other. "How far are you willing to let me go?", he asked looking at me, his hands still, waiting for me. "Spin the bottle isn't some sort of key for you to fuck me", I chuckle, "if you want to now, you can take it." His eyes turn unbelievably dark and his breathing accelerates. He looks for a whole minute, gaze dark and brooding. He leans his head forward and takes one nipple into his mouth and tongues it, I grab the back of his head to hold him to me, scratching his scalp a little. He groans and his hands caress my sides down to my hips, taking the sheet with them exposing me more. My free hands strokes his back as far as I can go and then I squeeze and pull him on top of me, as I lay back. He follows me and hovers over me, his lips never leaving my breast. He moves his lips down over my belly sliding the sheet down more with his hands. He completely bypasses my pussy and takes the sheet completely off me, me naked, he completely clothed. Somehow it's extremely sexy, just the way he looks at me. His eyes travel slowly up, lingering on important spots, like my pussy and breasts. He sits and stares, not touching, and I whimper in need and it snaps him out of his daze and he slowly spreads my legs, pushing my knees apart. He kisses the inside of my knee, and works his way up. When he is almost at the top of my pussy, he switches legs and repeats the process. At the top he proceeds to tease me more, and doesn't touch directly. "Please, Foxy, just touch me", I whimper. I look down and he looks up, "Foxy? I like it, Angel" and holding my stare, he closes his lips around my clit and sucks. My hips automatically buck up to his face, and he smiles against me, "you taste so sweet. Delicious", he breathes on my clit, teasing again. I grab his hair to direct him and push his head down more, I need his touch. He chuckles, and resists my push, I release his head and he dives in again, licking and sucking. The start of an orgasm fills my being and I gasp at the pleasure. I wiggle my hips and he drapes an arm over me to hold me down, and pushes one finger into me. He slides as far as he can go. "So wet and sweet", he breathes again, then adding a second finger and thrusting in and out. The added friction winds the coil of the orgasm tighter and tighter. The release will be so sweet. Suddenly he spits on my pussy and the action is so unexpected, but so fucking erotic my breath hitches. The next suck and flicks of his tongue have me come on his tongue and he licks it all up greedily. He licks lazily to help me come down, my breath hitching. He sits up on his knees and starts to unbutton his shirt very slowly, dark eyes piercing mine. When the last button comes undone, his shirt falls open and rewards me with a clear view of his physic. All muscles, perfectly proportioned, flexing with his movement. He bites his lower lip and groans, "Angel, I want to fuck you so hard." I want to give him pleasure too, so I sit up and crawl towards him. I shove the shirt off his shoulders and kiss his chest, my tongue flicking his nipples, and now his breath hitches. My hands move to the button on his pants and undo it, slowly sliding the pants and boxers down over his impressive erection, he springs free and bounces up and down. He helps me remove his clothes and I make him lie down on the bed. I straddle his shins and lean my head towards his length, twitching in anticipation. I close my lips around the underside of the head on his cock and suck. It's the most sensitive spot on a cock and he groans loud and long, "ah fuck, Angel…..", his breath hitches again, because I take him in my mouth completely and he can't finish. I don't tease him and set up a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down on his hard-on. Alternating with deep throats and swallowing, his hips bucking up with every swallow. He puts my hair in a ponytail, his hand acting as the rubber band, and he pulls my head up, before pushing it down again, "suck my cock, Angel. Swallow it whole. " He pulls and pushes, moaning with every hit to the back of my throat, and I swallow again. He hisses and bucks his hips forcefully, forcing him down more. "Angel", he whines breathy, "if you keep doing that, I……..", and he moans again as I swallow him down. Out of nowhere he pulls harder and before I know it, I'm on my back and he hovers over me. His crotch placed against mine, slightly rocking his hips. I sigh at the feeling and smile seductively, wrapping my legs around his waist. He pushes in slowly, "so tight. My Angel, you feels so good around my cock, take all of me", and his pushed himself as far as he can go. He stops and leans his forehead against mine, breathing against my lips, "so fucking sweet", and I squeeze my walls around him, and he shivers and pulls out slowly. The thrust inward is hard and fast, catching me by surprise. His lips find mine as he starts to move, giving my body pleasure and I whine at the feeling, my nails scratching down his back, and he moans into the kiss. An orgasm already building within me at the pleasurable feelings shooting through my body. He sits back on his knees and grabs the top of legs, spreading my legs wider, and lifting me up a little. He’s completely focused on thrusting his cock in and out of me, and he watches himself disappear. The rhythm steady and fast, long hard thrusts hitting that special spot, and every time I see stars. He looks up at me, eyes dark and lustfull, "come on my cock Angel", and at the sinfully plea, I release and the orgasm washes over us. He stops and feels how my walls squeeze his cock repeatedly. His fingers stroking and caressing my skin, helping me through my orgasm. When the walls of my pussy stop squeezing his cock, he puts my legs on his shoulders and leans forward, lifting me more, and he moves his hips, slowly increasing speed. This way he can pound into me harder, and he reaches deeper than before, every time brushing and hitting that spot deep inside. When the next orgasm washes over me he follows right away, moaning loudly, me moaning his name and clutching him to me, holding him tightly. When our breaths are back to normal he slips out of me, rolling to his side. I turn on my side, watching him. He has his eyes closed and has his hand over his heart. "Aren't you glad you brought me breakfast?", I asked him but the voice answering isn't his, both of us looking at the door, "well now I wished, I brought you breakfast." I giggle at Yoongi, he grins wickedly. He comes closer and takes my lips in a searing kiss, igniting the fire again. I pull back, even when I don't want too, and sit up straighter. As much as I want to I can't stay in bed fucking all day. I scoot to the edge and he takes steps back, giving me room. I'm almost past him when he grabs my wrist and pulls me against him, his hands finding my ass straight away, squeezing. My hands are on his chest, and I can feel his heart beating a fast rhythm. He kisses me again, slow and sensual, not exploring or tasting, just feeling. I look at him and caress the bridge of his nose, before giving the tip a small kiss, then walking to my bathroom for a shower. I hear both sigh, watching my backside and I smile. When I come out of the bathroom, both are gone as is the tray with the remains of my breakfast. How sweet. I proceed to dress and make my way downstairs. I don't know what the others are doing but I feel like dancing today. As I open the door to the small dance studio, I hear soft music flowing to me, and to my surprise find Jimin dancing. He doesn't notice me and I quietly slip in and close the door. I slide down and sit, watching him. He's beautiful, when he dances. He's beautiful always, but dancing has that something special. It draws my eyes every time, even when the other dance around him. The music changes and a more hip hop song comes up, changing his moves to sharp and precise instead of graceful and slow. His sexy side comes out naturally when he dances like this, and when he wants to be sexy, it's lethal. I could watch him for hours. I'm so mesmerized I don't hear the footsteps on the other side of the door, and it gets yanked open. I yelp and fall backwards, my head on someone's shoes. My yelp alerted Jimin who stopped dancing to look at us. I look up and Jin looks down at me, "comfortable?", he laughs, "you two alone again." I look at him, confusion clouding my mind, "what do you mean alone again?", I asked him sitting up. He offers me his hands and I let him pull me up. "Oh nothing special, you two always find each other somehow." I shrug it off, looking at Jimin raising my eyebrows, he grins and shrugs his shoulders. Okay whatever. "What's up?", I ask Jin. "Oh nothing, I'm just a little bored." Rubbing his face with his hand and sighing. "How about we go shopping, normally they close at six, but tonight they stay open till nine." He smiles big at me, "yes please", I look at Jimin, "you in?" He nods and turns off the music, still blaring through the speakers. Jin rounds the others and all tag along.

Arriving at the mall, we get out of the car and make our way towards the entrance, "how about we meet back here at nine?", I asked the boys. They agree and I greet them goodbye, walking away towards the first shoe store I see. When I turn the corner I see Yoongi and Jimin following me, whispering, heads close together. How cute, I pretend I don't notices them and enter the store. I browse the shop slowly, sometimes stopping and looking closer at a shoe. A shoe catches my eyes and I ask for my size to try them on. While waiting I see Jungkook enter the store and bee-lining straight for Yoongi and Jimin, joining the whispered conversation. They don't see me looking at them and I turn away before I’m found out. The shoes get handed to me and I try them on. I walk around a little and even do a couple dance moves, I want them for dancing anyway. I like them so I switch back to my shoes and look further. When nothing else peaks my interest, I proceed to check out and pay. I leave the store and enter the next one. A favorite of mine, a bookstore, not good. I spend way to much time in here and walk out with a couple of bags more. The next store is casual clothes and I get myself some new pants and shirts, and even a dress I really like. They're still following, stealing looks at me and whispering after. Okay let's play a little and I browse the stores till I find what I'm looking for. A sex shop, and enter. I stay in the front, hidden from view, but mine is unobstructed and I see them looking apprehensive at each other, and around them. Debating whether to enter or not, I can see them shifting feet and eyes flying around at everything. I laugh and go deeper into the store, I look around, and for the time being forget the three boys. It’s not that I need anything, but maybe I can find some very sexy lingerie to try out on the boys. I look for the clothes section and see many very different things, from full out sm get up and gear to innocent school girl costumes. And everything in between. I pick a few sets , and proceed to the changing room to try them on. All look sexy on me, if I say so myself, but I’m no expert, so I don’t know for sure. I decided to take everything and dress in my clothes again and go to pay for them. On my way to check-out a new set is shoved in my face and I take a step back and look around it to see all three with a set in their hands, holding them out to me. I smile when I see they picked none of the ones I already have. I take them from them without saying anything and go back to try these on as well. When I look at who gave me what, I think the styles suit them very well and I like them as well, so it’s a win-win situation. When I got back out, the boys were nowhere to be seen. I pay and leave the store, It’s almost nine at this point so I make my way over to the entrance. When I get there, all the boys are waiting for me, some with bags, others not. We stow everything in the trunk and I drive us home. Because we haven’t eaten, we order pizza when we get home. While waiting for the pizza I store everything I bought today and go back down.

One of the members POV

I got myself some new shoes and hoodies shopping today, Now I’m sitting on the couch, waiting for dinner to arrive. I almost doze off, when I hear music flowing through the house. To get rid of the boredom, waiting for the pizza, and to prevent me from falling asleep, I get up and follow the music to it’s source. It sounds like a violin, and the only one I saw in this house is in the study. I move towards the other side of the house, and the melody gets louder and louder. Just as I arrive, the music stops and I pout, shit too late, it has to be Y/n who played, none of us know how to play. When I turn around, before letting her see me, I hear the first keys of the piano start, and I freeze. The melody is slow and gentle, filled with a sad undertone. Very beautiful, it’s played beautifully as well. When her voice joins the melody, I turn back to the music and let my feet carry me the last steps forwards, so I can see her. Her posture behind the piano is elegant, her beautiful fingers playing the keys smoothly. I don’t understand the lyrics, but her voice is filled with a longing, it flows out of her and fills the room, clinging to her frame. I take my phone and record her playing, I know I should ask first, but it’s purely for my own enjoyment. The others are upstairs and probably don’t hear her and the piano. When the longing in the room reaches me, and fills my whole being, I suddenly understand the lyrics, or at least know the meaning. It’s about a soulmate, feeling my own mark pulsing and shooting pleasure through me. I feel my cock harden and mentally groan. I need to get rid of it before the others show. No, you know what, I don’t care if the others see. I don’t have a problem with them knowing I want her. The song ends and I stop the recording and put my phone away, walking silently back to my spot on the couch. When my ass touches the fabric of the couch, the doorbell rings, pizza’s here. A few moments later Y/n arrives with 12 pizza’s in her arms, I jump up and help her carry them to the table. The doorbell acted as an alert and the others trickled in, settling down at the table. Dinner gets devoured by us, some eating more than others, Jungkook can almost eat two pizzas alone, I don’t know how he does it. Casual conversation flowing between us, with a lot of laughs and jokes. After dinner we clean up, and retreat to the living room. “So who has a bottle?”, Y/n asked wiggling her eyebrows at us. Taehyung has a bottle so fast on the table I didn’t even see him move. Y/n giggles and winks at Taehyung, who winks back, rubbing his hands together and then crossing his fingers. She spins the bottle and before it is completely stopped and pointing to someone, she pulls a tie from her pocket and blindfolds herself. Shit it’s not me, bummer, I wanted to have her tonight, especially after the song I heard and felt. He gets up and takes her hand, he pulls her in front of him, pushing her to walk, and when she does he spanks her ass. She stops, and wiggles her ass, “Do it again?”, she whispers. He does and she moans, making my cock harden more. Some alone time in the shower is required tonight, or maybe I’ll visit her later, I just need to keep a look-out for him when he comes back, so I know she will be alone.

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diddlfanaat · 3 years

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With The First Kiss *A BTS reverse harem x Y/n

Genre: Romance, Soulmate Fantasy with maybe a little angst and a lot of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (all seven)

Summary: The first kiss between two people gifts one of them with a soulmate mark. To seal it, the other has to say ‘I love you’

Join Y/n when she meets her soulmate, and the adventure it takes her on.

(Y/n is very, very open-minded, you have been warned)

Word Count: 107.450 so far.

Part; 12/?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, masturbation, voyeurism, pornography, blindfolding, spanking, choking,

*11. A sad goodbye, but I’m not gone yet*

On our way upstairs we run into Taehyung and Lindsy. They were so eager for each other, they didn’t make it to a bedroom. We saw them in the other living room. The only thing I saw was Taehyung’s ass, while he was thrusting into Lindsy, and by the sound of it, she enjoyed it very much. I giggle, and he squeezes my hand letting me know he saw them too. We silently walk past them, up the stairs to my room. When we get there, he closes the door and I make my way to the bathroom, “I’m going to take a shower. Care to join me?”, I seductively ask. I still don’t know who the lucky guy is. (To make it more fun for myself, I used a random generator wheel to pick one of them, excluding Taehyung of course)

I strip while I turn the shower on, and when the temperature is nice, I get under the shower head and let the water wash over me. I have my eyes closed when I hear the door open. I keep them closed, just to make it more fun. The door closes and no other sound is heard, except the shower. I wait in anticipation for what is going to happen. It's a rain shower with two walls, the other ends are open. I hate cleaning the shower so that is why I designed it that way. I hear clothes shuffle when he removes them from his body. I turn around, so my back faces him and tilt my head up. I then get some soap and lather my body, washing myself. He still hasn't joined me, so I assume he is watching me. He is quite good at not making a sound, I haven't heard him yet. I repeat the process with my hair and when I get under to rinse my hair out, I feel hands on my waist. They squeeze and then move to my hair, helping the water rinse the shampoo out. When he is satisfied, he gives my shoulder a small kiss. His hands explore my body all over, except where it burns for his touch the most, teasing me. While his hands explore me, his mouth explores my neck and shoulders. He moved my hair out of the way for better access. When he rolls my nipples between his fingers, a low moan leaves me. Hearing that, he pinches hard. Now a gasp is forced out of my lungs, his touch exquisitely roving my breasts. When he spanks my ass, I think, I know who is behind me. They are all taller than me, so height doesn't help me here. After he spanks me, he squeezes hard, pulling a moan from me. He still hasn't made a sound, he must be biting his lip to keep them in, or maybe not. I don't know and the thought turns me on more, my core wishing for his touch, but he still denies me. I close my eyes again, as he turns me around. Now my hands can come in and play too. I keep them away from his head, that's not how I want to find out who he is. They glide over his arms, torso, belly, to the protruding member, slapping me when he moves, when my hand closes around him, he finally makes a sound. A low, and raspy moan leaves him on an exhale. He throbs and twitches in my hand, and I move it slowly up and down. The speed is to slow for him, and he thrusts his hips, to make me speed up. We can't have that, so my other hand grabs his hip to stop his movement. He lets out a frustrated groan and I smile, still my eyes are closed. The sounds are heightened, and he sounds so sexy it’s exhilarating, my heart rate increases as does my breathing. I slowly sink down to my knees, The floor tiles beneath my knees feel hard, but I don’t mind, in a second I’ll not feel them anymore anyway. I move my hand down and squeeze the base of his cock as my mouth closes around him. As a reward I get a long, but loud moan. I slide him all the way to the back of my throat, wait a second and slide back to the very tip. I tongue his slit, and taste him. I know that taste, so it is him after all, lucky bastard. I bob my head up and down, making him hit the back of my throat on every inward slide. His hands grab my head and help me set his desired speed. I remove my hand from his hip and fondle his balls, lightly squeezing. “Cum for me”, I purr seductively. He groans hearing me begging and with two more thrusts of him, and sucks of me, he empties himself down my throat. I swallow it down and when he pops out of my mouth, “mmmm, delicious”, I sigh, “just what I needed.” He pulls me up by my arms and pecks my lips, before he turns me again and presses my front to one of the walls. He nestles himself against my back, his now slightly soft cock between my ass cheeks. His hands move over my belly down to my pussy, dripping with juices just for him. When his fingers brush my clit, I jump and yelp, he chuckles, and continues his journey down to the opening of my pussy, caressing it softly. A sigh leaves my mouth at the barely touch, tilting my hips to make him touch me more. I can feel him shaking his head next to mine, so I pout and whine, but I also stop moving my hips. He pushes two fingers in at once, and the burn of the stretch is a little painful, but the pleasure of it is so much more. I purr in delight and he kisses my neck, slowly moving his fingers inside of me. “Faster please”, comes out in a breath. He obliges and speeds up the thrusting of his fingers. His free hand explores my side, breast, to go down and flick my clit, now both hands are giving me intense pleasure, an orgasm starting to build, a warmth centers low and slowly grows bigger and bigger at his ministrations. My walls contract around his fingers and he can tell I’m close already, but I want his cock to make me cum, and not his fingers. So, when I’m about to come, “Yoongi, please just fuck me.”

“Figured out it was me finally?”, he growls. I chuckle, “sorry to disappoint you, but I knew for certain when I tasted you.” At that he groans, pulls his fingers out and pushes his hard cock into me, “so wet for me. I love how responsive you are to my touch.” He doesn’t wait and snaps his hips right away, pushing me into the wall. With every thrust, he goes deeper and I’m a moaning mess, mewling at every inward thrust. His balls slap my clit, and the spikes of pleasure help me fly as an orgasm floods my system, when he feels my walls contract around him repeatedly, he stops and rides it out with me, enjoying me squeezing him. His hands skim my nipples and tingles shoot out of them at the touch. It takes my focus away from my pussy and the delicious orgasm. He starts to move again, this time torturously slow, pulling almost all the way out before pushing in again, all at the same speed. “You’re so tight, and the way you squeeze me, feels sooo good”, he moans in my ear. Hearing him this aroused, spikes my own arousal, and I push my hips back every time he pushes in, making him go deeper. I can feel him throbbing and twitching inside of me. “You feel sooo good inside of me. So big, throbbing deliciously”, I moan. Slapping of skin can be heard through the shower. He grabs my waist and pulls me back, and then he pushes my shoulders down, so I'm bending over. This new position gets him deeper with every thrust, squeezing my waist, leaving bruises. "Come for me again", he growls, punctuating every word with a hard thrust. His demand sends me over the edge again, and I squeeze his cock repeatedly, this time he doesn’t stop but picks up speed, going faster and faster. The second orgasm melts into a third one, and this time he fills me up, spurt after spurt. Both moaning and clutching each other. He slips out of me and I turn around and give him a hard and deep kiss. He embraces me tightly and strokes my head. We stand like this for minutes and let the water wash over us. "Ready for round two?", he asked with a cheeky grin looking down on me. I laugh, "maybe", and I turn the shower off. We dry each other and leave the bathroom. I'm ecstatic, someone is staying till morning. As soon as I lay down he dives between my legs to start round two. He pulls two more orgasms from me before coming himself. Afterwards he spoons me and I fall content asleep in his arms.

The next morning is surreal. When I wake, I'm completely embraced by arms and legs wrapped around me. His head is in the crook of my neck, breathing peacefully. I lay there listening to him, basking in his warmth and embrace. A big smile on my face. This definitely beats waking up alone. Unfortunately nature calls and I'm reluctant to answer its call, so I stay where I am. After 20 more minutes I decide to heed its call and try to entangle myself from a sleeping Yoongi. I struggle for 4 minutes before I'm finally free, he sleeps peacefully on. I head to the bathroom to relieve myself and do my morning routine. I get dressed, give Yoongi a kiss and place a small note on my pillow. Then I go downstairs for breakfast, finding only Taehyung at the table. "Good morning. Had an interesting night?", I say sitting next to him. He smiles devilishly at me, "you could say that", I get some fruit and eat a bite, "did it progress further then the second living room?" He nods, "it did, but not much further, we didn't make it upstairs. Everyone passed us going to bed, didn't see you and Yoongi though", he looks at me, waiting for my answer. "Well, that's because we went by when you two were fucking, your back to us", I shrug, "nice ass though", I quip taking another bite, chewing, watching him. "But don't worry I still want to fuck you too", he winks and resumes eating. We then get joined, surprisingly by Yoongi, who has a smirk on his face looking at Taehyung, "you had an eventful night." He sits down next to me and leans in for a kiss, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Goosebumps erupt over my body at the public affection radiating from the gesture. "As you", Taehyung retorts, chewing, Yoongi smirking more, and raising his eyebrow at me. "Absolutely fucking amazing and I just want to fuck her again and again", the other boys walk in at that moment, and look amused at Yoongi. "That amazing?", Namjoon asked. Yoongi just smirks at them with a superior look in his eyes, touching me in plain sight, skimming over my breasts. I look at him with an eyebrow raised, and he grins at me, then winks and looks at the boys again, who by now have taken a seat at the table. I don’t mind his possessiveness, I never understood the secrecy anyway, or is it just because of the spin the bottle game we did last night?. “Fuck, now I want to experience it myself”, Hoseok, Namjoon, and Taehyung say simultaneously. I giggle at them and place my elbows on the table, leaning forward. I look each of them in the eyes, except for Yoongi. “What do you guys think, we repeat last night, and what I mean by that”, I take a bite, chew, and swallow, “I spin the bottle again, now without Yoongi, and the lucky winner will come up with me. And we repeat it till everyone gets picked.” Silence greets my proposal, big eyes looking at me, “Not a good idea? I thought it was good. Well no matter, I’ll think of something else. At least if you want me to, so sorry, It’s not my place to decide for you if you want to share my bed.” I resume eating and when I finish my fruit, I get up, at that moment my phone chimes with the email sound. I excuse myself and leave. I search for my laptop and I find it downstairs in the studio. What is it doing here, I can’t remember if I left it here, or someone else. I shrug it off and open the email. It’s the one I've been dreading. The TV-show has a tour planned with the last ten contestants. That includes me, so I have to perform, it’s like a concert, just for dance. I will need to learn new dances with other partners. But it also means dancing routines I danced on the show, which means I have to dance with Luke again. The one thing I so don’t want to do, but having won puts me in a tight spot, either do it or get booed and hated for something I didn’t do, and I don’t want to do in the first place. At this moment I hate my life, I already know what I’m going to do, and not because I don’t want to get booed and hated. I don’t care about that, I’m just responsible, so I will do it, but I don’t like it. I look at the schedule, and put it in my calendar, so I don’t forget an appointment. The first one being tonight no less. Shit, so not what I wanted to do tonight. The drive to where the practice is, is already two and a half hours. I’ll be home late, I shut my laptop and go up to tell the boys I’ll be away tonight and other nights, some even with a night's stay at a hotel. They are still sitting at the table, discussing something seriously. I walk slowly forward, till I can hear them clearly, but they can’t see me. I’m not planning to eavesdrop, but when I hear my own name, I freeze. “Why did no one say anything when Y/n made the proposal”, Yoongi asked the others. Namjoon clears his throat, “well, I wanted to talk with you first, before saying something to her”, I hear a few of the others express the same sentiment. Of course, My Sexy, Tiger and Tarzan don’t react in any way. They already had me, but they will play this game I believe. I’m still frozen, anticipation and excitement running through my blood, my breathing a little increased. “So, what are your thoughts on the proposal?” Jin asked. It stays quiet for a minute or two when Taehyung gives them his thoughts, “I say, let’s do it. I quite like the idea, I don’t feel bad thinking about any of you with her. So let's play it by ear, and see how it goes.” My three sneaky boys, agree wholeheartedly with Taehyung, the others agree as well. A shiver runs up my spine, but it gets dampened by what I need to tell them now. I take a couple steps back, silently. When I’m far away enough, I clear my throat and make my way to the table. The boys fall silent and look up at me, seeing my serious expression, Namjoon asked, “Everything okay?” I shake my head, “unfortunately not”, I take my seat again, and explain, “Just when we met, three months ago, I had just won that TV-show, remember?” The boys nod, and I continue, “I’m sad to say that they planned a whole tour with performances, so people can pay for a ticket to come watch us dance. So I’ll be gone for practices and performances. I don’t want to, but I must. Luckily, you guys can practice without me, you know everything you need to know for the new album anyway. Maybe I can get tickets for you, so you guys can come watch if you want.” I look at them sadly and I feel tears starting to form, so I clear my throat to get rid of them. I’m not crying in front of them about this, even though I really want to. “And the worst thing is, I’ll be gone tonight, and the next one is on Saturday, the whole day.” When no one says anything and some look really crestfallen, and I can’t stand it, so I get up and leave them again. I go to check the pantry, I’ll do a grocery run, I’ll cook and then I need to leave. As I’m in the pantry, I can hear the boys clear the table and clean up. I stay in the pantry, too emotional to see them now.

One of the members POV

I don’t really understand why I’m so bummed that Y/n will be gone. I’ll just wait till she is back tonight and go over to her, but she’ll probably be real tired. Should I even go over when she gets home. The thought of her gone from the house fills me with an emotion I can’t place. When I look at the others, they’re wearing a similar look. After cleaning up I dawdled in the kitchen, I know exactly where she is. Fortunately the others didn’t notice the door to the pantry slightly ajar. Once everyone's gone to do god knows what, I slip inside and turn the light off, right before it gets dark, I spot her in the back, bending over, her ass facing me, I make my way over in the dark, it’s not pitch black, I can still see silhouettes. I walk right into her, planting my crotch against her ass, she gasps and slightly tips forwards, and my hands grab her waist to keep her from falling. I grind against her and she moans, “hello little minx. Miss me?” She straightens up and my hands go around and curl around her breasts, kneading, “when you get back tonight, you’re probably to tired to fuck, so I’m going to fuck you right here and now”, I purr into her ear and I can feel her shiver at my words, she always reacts so beautifully to my dirty talk, and she will get wet and aroused. She moans, “Yes please fuck me, Sexy. I don’t want to miss out.” I peel the shirt off her, followed by her jeans. She never wears a bra when she is home, and I love that about her. Easy access for my hands to explore the soft mounds. I keep her panties on, just to tease her a little. I'm not planning on long foreplay, just a little. I skim my fingers lightly over her panties, and she moans at the feeling. I repeat it, just missing her clit and she wiggles her hips, chasing my fingers for a more direct touch. I move away every time she comes closer, and she whines, "please, just touch me?" I have a different plan though, and instead of giving her what she wants, I bend her over, pull her panties to the side and penetrate her sweet opening with my rock hard cock. I push into the hilt and rock slightly back and forth. My hands glide over her back to her front, and palm her breasts firmly, and then I snap my hips forwards and back. I don’t go slow, instead a forceful and hard rhythm is all she gets and by the sounds coming out of her mouth, I know she loves it. She rocks back into me and I surge deeper into her. I angle my hips differently and find that special spot deep inside of her, and with every inward thrust I hit it spot on. She starts to mewl and her hand goes to her clit. She fingers herself while I pound into her from behind. Her orgasm catches me off guard, for some reason she never announces her orgasms. I need to ask her sometime. The contracting walls of her pussy trigger my own and I spill everything inside of her. Both moaning out our bliss. I pull out of her and watch our cum slowly drip out of her. She turns and kisses me, "thank you", she then hugs me tightly and puts her head over my heart. She'll hear it going insane inside of me, beating and pumping. The emotions I feel are unnamed, and I don't want to know them yet. All I know is, I crave her with all my being, even now, having just fucked her, I want to go again. She releases me and starts to dress, I do the same. Once she is dressed, I kiss her again. "I miss you already", and I leave her in the dark, the emotions overwhelming me, and I need to get away. When I emerge in the kitchen, Yoongi is leaning his elbows on the counter, staring intently at me. I raise my eyebrows at him, "what?" He snickers, "you just couldn't help yourself right. I just came to get something to drink, and I heard her moaning, and I knew you were with her. A quickie before she has to go?" I smile sheepishly and shrug my shoulders, "sorry, you know the effect she has on me. You feel the same, you said so yourself. She could've turned me away", I finished weakly. He shakes his head and says, "you know as well as I, she'll never do that, to either of us", and he straightens up and walks away. I watch him go knowing he is right. She never once said no, she was open about what she wanted from the beginning. I still don't understand why I'm so drawn to her. I've noticed that I place my hand between her breasts, palm faced down, when I fuck her, no matter the position we're in. It radiates heat right into my hand, filling me up with a homey feeling. Really weird, but very arousing. She feels like mine, but I also know Yoongi feels exactly the same. She is also his, and I don't mind one bit. We've shared girls before, even with the others, but this feels completely different. Like she is ours, instead of just a girl we fuck. I shake my head to get rid of the deep thoughts and go upstairs to take a shower, I feel sticky. I chuckle at myself and leave the kitchen. In the upstairs hallway, I ran into Jin, "where were you? Bathroom again? Or is there something I should know about the night at the club, when we couldn't find you", he looks at me and I look straight back, giving nothing away. I know I look a little flushed from the sex, but I hope he doesn't notice, being hung up on the night at the club. Another tricky topic, but I prefer that one over what just happened. As far as the others know, Yoongi is the only one who fucked her, and I know that's not true. Proven by the stickiness inside my boxers, I really need a shower. "Now that I think about it, Y/n being kissed, and you missing. Quite the coincidence, don't you think?", he says nodding his head, like he is convinced he solved a riddle. He did, but I'm not going to tell him that. One of them knowing is one too many. That kiss should stay between Y/n and me. She hasn't said anything about it either, I even doubt she knows it was me. I hope she does, she just hasn't let me know she knows. I do believe she acts differently with me compared to the other two. Actually, all of the others. I realize I've been staring at Jin for far too long, "I don't know what you're talking about. Taehyung must have missed me, but I was in the bathroom." He hums but doesn't say anything, and when it looks like he will not say anything more, I move past him and go to my room. I lay down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling. I'll wait for Jin to go away, I don’t want to run into him again. After a while, I get up, grab clean clothes and go to one of the bathrooms, hoping it's empty. Fate doesn't smile down on me now, the bathroom isn't empty, "hey", I say, putting my clothes down, "mind if I take a shower while you're doing what you're doing?" What is he doing, I haven't got a clue and I don't care either. "Hey, sure be my guest. Actually I wanted to ask you something anyway, so might as well ask now, right?", he turns and leans his hip against the counter, crossing his arms, looking at me. "Ask away", I start to strip and wait for his question. I continue, turning the shower on and waiting for the right temperature. When I'm finally in the shower, water slouched over my body, washing away sweat and cum, hers and mine. I lather my hands with soap and wash myself, "why are you so possessive, and have to fuck her last?" The question is not what I expected and my hands still, thinking how to answer. "Why is that? I don't know exactly, it feels like jealousy, but not", I let my mind talk, being honest with him, and myself, although I don't want to be with myself, I don’t want to acknowledge the emotion driving me. But I have to admit at least, I've started to feel deeper feelings for her, scary as that may be, given my status with Light 7, and her living here. Having a life here. Would she even move if things were serious? I don't know, and I'm too scared to find out, so I want to stay oblivious, but him asking me forces me to be honest at least. "She feels like mine, like she is made for me, everything about her entices me, mesmerizing me. I suspect you feel exactly the same, right?" I asked him, he takes his time to answer, "yes it does. She is mine, I know that for a fact, but I don't feel the need to fuck her right after you fucked her, or one of the others", I think about what he said and one thing stands out to me, what does he mean, he knows for a fact? Did she give him the soul mark? Or maybe even one of the others, like Yoongi. He looked different today, possessive over her, constantly touching her, getting caught by him right after I fucked her. Subconsciously going near where she is, even when he first doesn't know she will be there. Should I ask? No I don't want to know, not yet anyway. Maybe someday, but for now I rather not know. "I'm sorry", I sigh, "I don't understand myself, it just comes over me, maybe seeing someone giving her pleasure drives my need to give her more and better than the other one. I just……..", and I don't finish, letting the silence hang between us. We stay silent together, caught up in our own thoughts. “Let me just say this one thing, and then we can drop the topic, okay?” he asked me and I nodded my head, realizing he can’t see, “Fine.” I hear him straighten his clothes and pack away what he was doing, getting ready to leave. “You know back when we asked her who the best kisser was, you remember she refused to give us a name, saying that such a thing is impossible to her, because every kiss is just as great as the other, due to people being unique. I believe she feels the same about sex.” I hear the door open and close, and I know he is gone, the dynamic of the room changed. I wash my hair, thinking about what he said. It’s not something I haven’t thought of myself, I have. The need still comes over me, and a haze veils my eyes, making me uncontrollably. Helplessly trying to quench my thirst for her to be mine. I rinse the shampoo from my hair and get out from the shower. I dry myself with a towel, get dressed and leave the bathroom. Maybe I go and play a little pool. I make my way down to the game room and find Namjoon and Taehyung in a heated discussion about who socked the halves. I don’t pay them any attention, and instead go over to the dart board. Throwing some sharp objects right about now is such a good idea, I just shake my head at myself and walk on. I can’t find a thing to occupy my time, and it’s slowly driving me insane. I go back up to the kitchen, maybe a snack will get the mind flowing on what to do. Arriving in the kitchen, I hear the TV, so I poke my head around the corner and see Jin watching a kdrama. I retracted instantly, hoping he didn’t see me. I go out to the backyard, spring weather here is nice, sunny, warm, not hot, and I quite like it. I plop down on a lounge and sigh frustrated. I look around and I see the stash of weed. I pick one and light it up, inhaling deeply. I’m not sure this is such a good idea, but since it’s lit already, I might as well continue. I take a deep drag, hold it, and blow it out into the world. Great giving my brain the capability to think deeper and more precisely, still I smoke on, till it’s finished and then I lie back and let the thoughts run. Suddenly it gets darker, and when I open my eyes I’m joined by Taehyung, standing over me, blocking the sun. “You okay?”, he asked, “You’re not completely yourself lately.” I look at him, contemplating on what I should tell him, he is my friend after all, and a great listener, with a rather unique view of the world. “I don’t know to be honest”, I rub the back of my neck, sighing frustratedly. “I feel like all my emotions are heightened, first it was back home and the accidents and such, then the rush of coming here on such short notice. Our whole life turned upside down. The first weeks, I literally had to drag my ass out of bed to go practice, and then she came into my life, our life, and the axis shifted again. The problem now is, I can’t seem to figure out if it is because of her. Why am I so drawn to her, Taehyung? Are you as drawn to her? You fucked Lindsy, how was it by the way, never got the chance to ask. Do you like Lindsy more than Y/n?”, I ramble and ramble, the words flowing out of me like a waterfall. He chuckles and then full out laughs, and I’m shocked, the waterfall dries up and I just look at him. “Typical”, he says, “you worry too much. Now I don’t know what it is in Y/n that draws you to her, but let me tell you that it is the same for me. I know I haven't had as much of an opportunity as some of the others, but I want her with every fiber in my being. And Lindsy by the way was fun, nothing more, nothing less. I don’t know if I’ll do it again. I don’t even know if she would want to again. Just relax and let it wash over you.” I think I’m stuck in a loop, this hasn’t helped at all. I still don’t know how to feel, it’s aggravating. I don’t say anything more or I have to reveal some secrets, I’m not ready to reveal yet.

“Dinner’s ready”

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