Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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While Yoongi pulled his shirt over his head, I applied the lipstick generously and then looked at him indecisively.

"Start here." He pointed to the crook of his neck with his finger and I gently applied my lips to the area, trying to leave a nice mark and not smudge anything. I placed my hands on his upper arms to get some support, which he additionally secured with his hands on my waist while he closed his eyes in pleasure.

"Where now?" I asked as my lips lost contact with his skin.

"Further over my shoulder..." he demanded and I gave him three kisses over his shoulder before I simply slid further down and placed kiss after kiss over his chest... I sucked a little in some places while I nibbled gently in others, which made him sigh with pleasure every now and then. I decorated his skin with more and more motivation until I was shocked to remember that he would have to bear the consequences. I pulled my head away and looked at him.

"We should stop here, that's already 12..." I said firmly, but he shook his head.

"Go on, I can handle it." he objected, but I refused.

"Listen, you drink these so far, then if you can still stand, we'll keep going." I suggested and without going into it, he took a shot glass and actually drank all 12 in a row.

"You see, baby... I'm still going strong now." he slurred with a grin and tried to put the bottle he had poured with on the table, but missed and spilled the entire contents over his pants.

"Yes, I can see that..." I said with a grin and helped him pull the wet pants off his legs. In the process, he had to stand up and just sat down on the table, where he dangled his legs down, making it difficult for me to get his pants over his ankles... Jimin, Hobi and Jin were laughing their heads off, while I must have looked desperate. But I couldn't wait for help, because the game continued, while Yoongi simply lay down on the table and snored shortly afterwards, and I was finally able to free him from his pants.

"He can't take anything... I can easily drink him under the table." Hobi giggled, and I remembered certain videos that showed Hobi drunk... he hadn't really had much to drink then.

"Oh yeah, then prove it and drink more than he does as your duty." came Jungkook, who had just come in the door with Taehyung. Grinning, they sat down next to me while Hobi gulped. Jin ran to the cupboard and took out as many shot glasses as there were, with the shots from my mouth, Yoongi had drunk 18, so Jin filled 19 glasses... since there wasn't enough room on the table, he unceremoniously placed half of the glasses on Yoongi's stomach, since he was lying there just as still as the table...

Hobi looked skeptically at the glasses, but didn't seem to back down from the task at hand, as he suddenly grinned in victory and drank one shot after the other... but at number ten he held his head as if to stop it from spinning.

"I'm dizzy..." he admitted defeat and had to deal with the mockery of the others. To help him, we filled up the glasses that were standing around on Yoongi, but Jin kept refilling them.

"So Tae... you dress up as Sexy Duperman..." I gave him as a duty, not really speaking the cultured language myself anymore, I stammered the words together and hoped they made sense.

"Do you mean Superman?" he asked, irritated, and I shook my head.

"When I say Duperman, I mean Duperman..." I insisted, trying to conceal my slip of the tongue.

"Do I draw a D on my chest then?" he wanted to know, chuckling.

"Huh? No? Are you stupid? I'll put an S like Duperman on it" I grumbled, not understanding why they were all laughing so hard...