"I want you to cum", Jimin murmured into your pussy, the vibrations sending more sensations to your core.
You shook your head no, not wanting to lose in this dare nor come undone in front of everyone. Jimin, on the other hand, was determined to have...
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"You're really enjoying this, huh?", you grumbled, watching the man laugh out all the air he had in him.
One would easily get annoyed if somebody pulls a crazy prank on them, especially when the person is slightly sensitive with a brain filled with suspicions which would later be used as material for the prank itself.
In this case, you were that person.
You were played, and Taehyung was living for it.
However, annoyed was not a word to describe what you felt at the moment. For some unknown reason, you were relieved—which was odd if you asked anyone with a sane mind. One would either be irritated for being so naive and believing what seemed to be false information, or hurt for getting played like that, but the truth was, you were neither. If anything, you felt happy.
Taehyung did pull an annoying ass joke which almost gave you a heart attack, but you couldn't find it in you to get mad or pissed at him. Especially not when he looked so happy for successfully pulling and making you fall for it. His lips were pulled in his ever-famous box smile that was so stretched it reached his eyes, making it crescent that even the moon can't compare to its beauty.
And don't even get me started with his laugh. His giggles were an instant serotonin boost. It wasn't his usual sexy manly laugh, it's his light and airy one—it almost sounded childlike, so pure and angelic.
So, how could you even get mad, right?
"You bet I am", he chuckled. "You should've seen your face. You looked like you were shitting yourself... and ma'am, that internal debate of yours was so obvious."
You might not be angry at the moment, but that didn't mean you can't pretend as if you were... just to mess with him a little.
"Meanie", you puffed out. You pouted and sent sharp looks towards his direction, which really did not scare him at all because you only looked like a sulking toddler deprived of screen time—only ended up being cute instead, urging him to coo and laugh even more.
Ok, angry didn't work; maybe hurt will.
"That was not funny, Kim Taehyung.", you commented, attempting to sound hurt, all while crossing your arms over your chest before moving the upper part of your body away from his direction—all to give a more believable effect. "I don't think I could ever believe whatever you say after pulling this shit."
Woah, so dramatic.
But it seemed to be effective.
Almost instantly, he quieted down. "Y/N", he called you with a soft voice, clearly testing the waters.
