"She's not yours to have." Taehyung sneers at him.
"Yours. Mine. Ours." Jungkook shrugs as he fixes her hair tie on his wrist.
Taehyung's eyes stare at the tie in his possession before glaring at him.
"Either way, we both know I'm not going anywh...
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⚠️telling of traumatic backstory
The dim lights of a club scene display colors of red and white as the men in the crowd cheer.
Genesis covers her chest with one arm, shielding her naked breasts from the crowd with a feigned expression is shock on her face. Her other hand is pulling her too small of skirt down to hide her crotch.
As the men continue to cheer and whistle, her shock turns into a look of pure seduction. She smirks as her eyes scan the crowd. The giant feathered fans are moved in front of her as the music ends and her set comes to a close.
She turns and scurries off the stage with a smile as the set crew tells her that she did a great job. Given a towel, she cover her top half and walks back to her dressing room.
She steps inside and pushes the door closed. She discards the towel and looks at the pink tassel nipple pasties. Taking them off is her least favorite activity of the night.
Genesis sighs as she starts the tedious game. A knock on the door is heard, two quick ones.
"It's open." She calls.
The door cracks and a man slips inside, closing it behind him. She looks at him through the mirror as he approaches her.
In his black attire, a leather jacket and slicked hair to pull it all together, her lover smiles as he pulls the toothpick out of his mouth.
"How'd I do?" She asks softly as he puts his arms around her.
Jungkook softly kisses her shoulder and neck as his cool hands feel the hot skin of her waist and torso.
"You did great, doll. You always do great."
Genesis giggles when he nips her ear. His hands slide up her body to her breasts as he massages the undersides of them.
"I thought you were an ass man, Kook." She says, pushing her backside against his groin.
"Doesn't really matter when you have both, does it?" He replies.
The warmth of his breath hits her skin, sending chills up her spine and tingles through her.
"No.. guess not..."
"Let's get these off you." He turns her around to help peel the pasties from her nipples. She cringes as he gets the first one off. "I'm sorry, doll."
