She took off her clothes, not bothering to change at all and flopped down upon her bed. It was a tiring day at work, but not out of the ordinary.She was about to doze off when her phone dinged. She looked at the notification and saw the familiar name on the phone screen.
"Can I call?" the message said.
She already knew what this person wanted. It was a tiring day at work. She had a dilemma whether to relieve stress or just sleep and rest. She thought about it for a few seconds before replying.
"Sure, baby."
Not even a minute later, the caller's name appeared. She let her phone sit and ring until she felt like answering. She loves putting people on edge, making them wait and long for her presence.
She finally answered the call but didn't say a word, only making her soft and slow breathing audible.
The boy on the other end knew she was there. Hearing her breathing alone already made his feeling stronger, his arousal stronger.
"M-mommy? Are you there?" his deep voice that contrasts his submissive demeanor was heard.
"Yes baby, I'm here." she playfully replied.
She waited for his response, knowing that he needed something. She also knew he was embarrassed, just like the other times they were in this situation. She enjoyed his nerves and discomfort, so she pushed it even further.
He was interesting in her eyes. Unpredictable. The way he tries to act all tough in real life but ends up being a baby boy, or a fucking submissive slut.
"Mommy, please..." he said almost in a whiny tone.
"What do you want?" her tone darkens as she grew impatient.
"I need you so bad. Please fuck your puppy." he blurted out, in fear that he might bore her out and leave.
She hummed in response and said, "Were you a good boy for mommy?"
"Yes mommy...I never touch myself without mommy's permission. Been two weeks...was so hard but I did it" he started to become desperate, slowly going deeper into his familiar space.
"Ooh such a good boy for mommy" she cooed which made him whimper at the praise.
"Mommy is so exhausted though. Can you come here instead? Might give you a reward after." She followed up knowing what his response would be.
"See you there mommy." He hung up not even waiting for her answer.
She chuckled and stood up to get dressed and prepare the things they needed for their session.
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After the painfully awkward incident in the living room, they hung out and casually talked in the cozy living room. As their conversation went on, Jin proposed an idea to his friends.
"Since our maknae did so well on his finals, why don't we celebrate and drink? I kinda need to relieve stress too".
"Hyung! Let's go to that new bar you were talking about!". Hoseok chimed in.
Jungkook wanted to but was reluctant due to his alcohol tolerance. He was aware of how fast he blacks out when he loses control.
Jin noticed his reluctance so he assured him, "We will be there with you. We don't have to drink a lot. You'll be fine." the older coaxed.
"Okay" Jungkook finally agreed. His friends cheered and was about to stand up when y/n came out, seemingly looking for something.
"Hey, do you wanna join us? We're just gonna drink a little bit" Jin asked the frustrated looking woman.
"You know I can't Jin." she quickly responded with her signature monotoned voice.
Her roommate's eyes softened, knowing the meaning behind her response.
"We will be there with you." He repeated the reassuring words that he said to Jungkook. "You know you can trust us, or at least me." he added.
"I said no." she retorted, not even giving him a single glance.
He sighed and decided not to argue any further, then noticed how she was now crouching down near their cabinet. He couldn't see her face, only hearing the aggressive rummaging of stuff.
"What are you looking for anyway?" he said.
"This!" she perked up from her crouched position, holding up the object that she was desperately looking for.
Shock was evident on two of the men's faces, the other one is once again...confused.
A few seconds of silence, the confused boy finally spoke.
"Uhm..d-do you need to tie something up, noona? Do you need help?" he said wanting to help her as much as he can to make up for what he did earlier.
A smirk appeared on her face, still holding up the object with one hand.
"Tie something...down, rather" y/n spoke with a suggestive tone. "And no thank you" she added.
The men finally moved and bursted into laughter at her comment, dragging Jungkook to leave the apartment.
"Have fun guys." she half smiled as she walked back to her room.
"You too, y/n. We'll be home after midnight" both of her friends said still laughing, shutting both doors at the same time.
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The bar had a nice and calm ambiance. It was a perfect spot for a good hang out and socializing. They were on the highest floor of the building that had a good view of the city lights, the beautiful night life of Seoul.
The dim and laid back setting, however, didn't last long.
Not even before the youth of the night had ripened, the tranquil aura of the crowd turned into a drunken stockpile.
Bottles started breaking, tables turned into a makeshift dance floor, giving and receiving free shots all around the bar.
People making out in the corner, two strangers doggy styling in the cubicle, not giving a damn about the unflushed vomit in the toilet.
One would wonder how it started. It was simply because the overly proud friend, Seokjin, yelled "MY FRIEND ACED HIS FINALS AND IS READY TO GET LAID".
Cheers filled the entire bar for the poor, embarrassed boy with his head down. Hoseok on the other hand, was in hysterics clapping his hands like an excited seal.
Seokjin was a mess but could carry himself. Hoseok, however, is a different story. The sunflower boy who used to emit light for others, is now a zombie in the lawn. The youngest surprisingly is the most sober of them all.
Due to the quick turn of events, they had to leave and go home earlier than expected. Earlier than what y/n expects.
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