Aria's POV:-
"What do you mean by little game?" I frown at him, what is going on in this boy's head? He just smiles and leans into my ear.
"Go upstairs and sit there silently. Don't make a sound even if you see me. I'll bring a surprise for you." He whispers before biting my earlobe gently. I shudder, running upstairs not finding a way to deny him.
Junkook's POV:-
"Sonja, you're here? All of a sudden? No phone call, no massages?" I ask her as I open the door, putting the fake smile on.
"Why? Do I need an appointment to meet my best friend?" She speaks in a pouty tone, making me want to scrunch my nose. But I put my not-so-unfriendly gesture aside and put my hands around her eyes.
"No buds, you don't. But since you're here, then let's give you a surprise." I lock the door firmly and lead her upstairs. I can clearly hear the thumping sound of her heart in the pure silence of the house. I guess she's excited about my surprise. Oh, hon! You don't even have the slightest idea what I'm preparing for you. And neither my love has. I lift the top Ari left on the couch and wrap it around Sonja's eyes. After all, surprises give more pleasure when it is actually surprising.
I enter my room and close the door behind me. Ari shift a little seeing Sonja with me but decided not to speak a word about it. Slowly, I walk Sonja to the only wooden chair in my room and sat her carefully there before leaning into her ears.
"You won't mind if I tie you with this chair? It's a part of the surprise." Her body tensed but she relaxes immediately.
"I don't mind Jungkook. You can do whatever you want." I smirk at her overconfidence and pull out two pairs of ties from the closet. Carefully, but tightly, I tie her hands and legs with the chair. Cause whatever the reason, I won't hurt a girl. After that, I pick a fresh handkerchief and pull her blindfold off with a slight yank. She blinks for a second and smiles, before her eyes land on Ari, and shock possesses her face.
"What... What is she doing here Jungkook?" I smile before kneeling in front of her.
"Sweetheart, that's a part of your present. You told her that no one pleases me the way you can right? Let's test that but with you as our judge." I turn my head to look at my love and she was turning red, finally understanding the meaning of the 'little game'.
"You can't do this Jungkook! This is not fair. I'm your best friend, remember?" Hearing Sonja's plead I look back at her and stand up.
"You should think about that before telling her that we were fuck buddies. Now take the consequences." I squeeze her mouth open and push the hanky inside, before securing it with a tape and turning back to only the love of my life.
"Shall we start love?" I hold her face in my hands and look right into her eyes.
"Jungkook, how can we... She's here... Leave her alone Kook let's forget about..." I place my finger on her lips to shut her up.
"Don't be such a Mother Teresa, Ari. You don't have to forgive anyone without their punishment. Instead, be only mine for tonight." Her whole body visibly relaxed and she nod a little. I smile at her adorable self and lean in to capture her lips. Shuffling from a wooden chair was slightly distracting us, but we decided to ignore it anyway.
Leaving her lips, I give my full attention to her neck while hovering over her. Trying to give her my full love, I slightly bite her collarbone, and a high pitch moan escapes her lips. Attending her neck area, I slowly peak my hand behind her and undid the tie of her halter bra, the only thing was stopping me from feeling her upper body skin to skin. Throwing it aside, my next destination was her breasts. The pink buds of her round, not big but curvy breasts were visibly erected by the slight touch of my fingers. The effect my gentle touches had on her made me feel so so happy, and arouse.
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My Seven Husband
Hayran Kurgu"I'll marry you." ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ They say life gives you 7 chances of love. But what if you catch all of them? What if life gives you 7 different chances only to take every chance individually? Warning:- Phobias. Psychological illness. Violence. A litt...