Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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After Jimin had fallen asleep like a baby in my arms, the poor guy was completely exhausted, I looked for my next victim. I found it quite quickly when I simply put on one of Jimin's short-sleeved shirts, which I left open at the front so that you could see my underwear. I had nothing to be ashamed of, we were among ourselves on the island and I had already seen all the inhabitants naked, and vice versa. As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Hobi and Namjoon working in the garden and was pleased to see that the peppers were almost ready to harvest. But I would soon have the two gentlemen ready to harvest too. I squinted thoughtfully and wondered who I should pick first and finally decided on Hobi, as he was already staring at me with rapt attention.

"Hobi, can you please accompany me to the stream and carry the dirty laundry for me? I urgently need to do some laundry and could do with some help." I smiled at him pleadingly and pointed to the plane.

"I've already packed the clothes in a bag," I explained and he nodded before hastily running to the plane to fetch the dirty laundry I had left in the bathroom. While I waited, I stood by Namjoon and watched him watering.

"I'm so looking forward to shoving those crunchy vegetables between my lips and tasting that unique flavor. Hmmmmm." I almost moaned and noticed with satisfaction that his pupils immediately enlarged, making his eyes appear darker. As he was only wearing a simple sleeveless muscle shirt, I stroked my hand along his considerable biceps, bit my lower lip briefly and then looked him in the eye again.

And what else I'd like to put between my lips, I'd better not even start now..." I said promisingly, before I simply left him standing there, as Hobi came back. I felt his speechless gaze on my back until we had disappeared into the forest. I just left it to his imagination what exactly I had meant, that was probably my greatest ally at the moment.

I walked on silently with Hobi, seeing out of the corner of my eye how he kept looking at me from the side. As often as he licked his lips, he probably liked my outfit a little too much. Following an impulse, I pretended to stumble and let myself fall lightly against a bush, tangling my shirt in it when he wasn't looking. Horrified, he dropped the bag and grabbed me so I didn't fall properly, trying to pull me back but couldn't because of the garment.

"Oh crap... I'm trapped... what do we do now?" It was pretty hard to act helpless when you had to stifle a laugh. Swallowing, he looked at me for a moment before untangling the shirt and pulling me out of the undergrowth.

"Thank you." I said quietly before standing on tiptoe and giving him a quick kiss. A smile crept onto his lips before he reached for the bag again, then took me by the hand before we continued walking.

"It's okay, just be a bit more careful, please, so that nothing else happens to you both," he said. Okay, that was a good start, but there was still room for improvement. When we arrived at the stream, Hobi put the bag down and I opened the zipper, making use of Jimin's helpful shirt again by placing a button in the zipper so that it was stuck.

"Hobi... can you please help me again? I'm stuck in the pocket..." I asked him again, but I didn't hear him say anything because he was probably just enjoying the sight. Bending over, I stood over the bag, sticking my bottom out at him, which was only in a tight pair of panties. I knew how much he was struggling not to just let his flat hand slap it. I certainly wouldn't have complained if he had, but after a few moments of internal struggle, he sighed and moved towards me, mumbling.

"I'm starting to feel like the stepbro in a stepsister got stuck porno..." he half-jokingly complained, but I could hear in his undertone how turned on he was by this situation and how much he wanted to pull my pants down and fuck me right now.

"That kind of reminds me of when you tied me to the hanging branch... ohhhhh man, that was so hot... I would love nothing more right now than to stand there again, tied up and blindfolded, helpless, sweaty and naked... while you spank my ass before you take me really hard.... We really need to do that again soon." I sighed, seeing him pause in his movement and a throaty growl escaping him...

"Damn baby... stop torturing me like that, torturing is my job... you're such a nasty little temptation... how am I supposed to put up with this any longer without going crazy?" then as he gently ran his hands over my ass, I wondered if maybe I'd gone too far with him...