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Chapter 22

Bea stripped out of her clothes and put on her underwear right in front of him. They've showered together, so there's no point in hiding. Then she threw on her uniform, brushed her teeth, and braided her hair. She skipped the makeup; she just wasn't feeling it. 

He looped his arm through hers, and off they went. There were two missing people. Jin was at the hospital; he should be back in a day or two. But Hobi was gone. He's usually there. "Where's Hobi?"

"Why do you miss him, kitten?"

Yoongi was being sarcastic, so it was time to be one back, "and if I do?"

His eyes narrowed at her. "He's at work and will be gone for a few days. Are you satisfied?"

That didn't even deserve a response, so she just shrugged a shoulder and went about eating. School dragged on, and she fell asleep several different times. But whenever the teacher asked a question, she answered it correctly. Well, once Jungkook kicked her chair and woke her up, that is. "You are terrible. Why do you even go to school?"

Bea opened the car door and shrugged her shoulders, "it's mandatory."

She loves his laugh; it actually makes her happy. When they got home, no one was there except for Tae and Jimin. "How was school?"

Bea flopped on the couch and groaned, "It was terrible, and I hated every second."

"Jimin, you should see her. She falls asleep all the time in class and starts drooling. I have to kick her chair when the teacher asks her a question, but she always gets it right. It's kind of annoying."

She snorted, "You don't seem to complain when I'm helping you with all the right answers."

She felt her legs being lifted, and someone was sitting down. When the hand was right at the hem of her skirt, she knew who it was even without looking. "Jiminie," Bea whined. He was drawing circles on her inner thighs. 

"What's wrong, baby girl?"

Bea glared at him a bit, and Tae looked at her; his eyes were dilated slightly. It was time to start a fight. "Nothing, Daddy. I'll see you at dinner." Then she jumped up, grabbed Tae's hand, and dragged him to his bedroom. Bea pushed him up against his door, flipped the lock, and got down on her knees before him. 

Bea got him out of his pants and fisted him; he dropped his head back against the door and moaned quietly. "Is this okay Tae Tae?"

He pushed his hips into her hand more, good. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth; he was fisting her hair and whispering sweet words of encouragement. He was getting close; he pulled her hair hard, and she popped him out of her mouth. "I'm close, but the only way that I will be quiet is if my mouth is occupied. Take off your underwear and get on my bed."

Damn, all of these boys are so bossy, and it's fucking hot; Bea did what he asked. "How do you want me?"

"Get on all fours," he said with his teeth still clenched. She did as he asked; he got behind her and spread her legs further apart. Then he slid underneath her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her down onto his mouth. He wasted no time at all; he was licking and sucking, and there was even a bit of biting going on. 

Now it was his time to occupy her mouth; Tae was too good at what he was doing, so she got to work. Bea was going to town on him, and her moaning was never-ending; his hips started moving. He was fucking her mouth, and Bea was here for it. He pulled her down harder on his face, gripped her hips, and started rocking her.

Alright, boo, if you want to suffocate between some thighs, then she wasn't going to stop him. So she rode his face while he fucked hers, and it was spec-fucking-tacular. They came together, and she rolled off of him; he was taking deep breaths. She patted his chest, "Sorry about that."

He grinned at her, her pleasure all over him. "If I'm going to die, I want it to be with your thighs around my head. God, what a way to go." 

Bea couldn't help but laugh; this dude is crazy. "We should get cleaned up and ready for dinner. I'm surprised the other two didn't crash in here."

"Why don't we go out somewhere and grab food?"

She narrowed her eyes at him, "It's bad enough that we did this. Wouldn't Yoongi be pissed if we went out on a date?"

"Don't you have one this weekend with Joon?"

Bea stood up and put on her underwear. "Jesus Christ, you guys really need to learn how not to tell each other everything."

He was putting himself back in his pants, "clearly, some of us are keeping secrets from the older brothers, but I think you know that already."

"True, true. Alright, I'll get dressed. Meet you in 10?" She walked to her room and threw on some clothes. It looked like they had gone shopping for her while she was gone. She grabbed some skinny jeans, a thin sweater, and booties. 

"Wow, as much as I love you in dresses and the shit Jimin bought, I kinda like this look. Even more, since we'll be in public." Ah, he's the jealous type and cute. 

When they got to the garage, she turned to him, "Can we take Jimin's car again?"

"Are you trying to piss him off?" Bea just shrugged a bit. He's slightly crazy, so of course, he caved within seconds. "Alright, but you might have to handle him when we get home."

Bea wagged her eyebrows, "oh, I'm counting on it."

He started the car, and they took off. It took less than 30 seconds for Jimin to call them, yelling, "God Damnit Taehyung. You have your own car. Why do you keep stealing mine?"

"Sorry, Daddy, it's my fault this time."