BTS Eightsome series : Seven Shades of Fantasy (BTS x YN)

A very special quick massage

yn: ahhh tae fucked me yesterday and now u . my body *holds hands on waist indicating back hurts*

jungkook: Oh, I'm sorry about that. Here, let me help you sit up... *he helps her sit up, her back arching in a very familiar way* Ooo... you're still a little sore there, huh?

yn: yeaahhhh

jungkook: Well, maybe I can help with that. Why don't you lay back down, and I'll see if I can... massage it or something?

yn: hmm good idea

jungkook: *gently guiding her back down onto the couch* Okay, just relax. I'll be right here.

|| yn lays back down, feeling a bit embarrassed but also appreciative of jungkook's offer to help. He kneels between her spread legs, his hands cupping her ass as he leans forward, pressing his lips against her lower back. His tongue darts out, tracing a line up her spine, sending shivers through her body.||

yn: what kind of massage is this, love

jungkook: A very special one, just for you. *he nibbles on her earlobe, his free hand reaching up to cup her boobs* I want to make you feel better.

yn: aaah

jungkook: *his hand slips inside her thighs, finding her wet and ready* You are so beautiful, yn. And you feel so good.

|| Yn arches her back, moaning as jungkook's fingers stroke her. She feels herself growing even wetter, her body responding to his touch. Her thoughts are clouded, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he continues to touch her ||

|| Suddenly, a sharp knock comes from the door. They both freeze, their bodies tensing. The knock is followed by a muffled voice calling out, "Jungkook-ah, are you in there?" It's yoongi ||

yoongi: *muffled through the door* Jungkook-ah, we're supposed to be getting lunch soon. Are you coming or what?

jungkook: *whispers to yn* Shit, *loudly* We'll be right there. Just... give me a minute.