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It wasn't long before four days soon passed, four days of teasing kisses here and passing touches there. The two men and their soulmate quickly adapted a routine after that Monday, nothing too serious but nothing that didn't show their mass amounts of affection. 

After Sunhee eagerly exchanged numbers with them, they made it required that they'd pick her up in the morning for work, no ifs ands or buts. No matter how much she argued that it was a waste of time—since they actually weren't required to be at work unless it was for something important—they argued back that they wanted to spend quality time with their lover. She quickly lost that argument.

With trying to keep their relationship secret, she at least convinced them to drop her off a bit away from the company. Not without two parting kisses and a quick scenting though. They craved to be with their soulmate, but with a long work day and the separate living environments, it quickly became difficult. 

That's why they took every opportunity they could. There would be times she meets with them in the staircase just to share a quick 5 minute kiss filled with a deep passion. Other times were most risky, like when they'd briefly see one another in the halls with a connected gaze lasting longer than usual, or when she was pulled into a janitor's closet on lunch breaks.

Now was one of those times.

Yoongi was famous for being the one to make-out with Sunhee in the closet, while Hoseok enjoyed his sweet kisses with her on the rooftop, hidden from view. But was she complaining with either? Hell no! In fact, sometimes she's slick enough to meet with one of them in Yoongi's office, with the excuse of dropping off documents.

Though now she couldn't ponder on it much longer as she was currently being kissed desperately by a needy owl. 

Sunhee panted breathlessly as she pressed herself further into the shelves littered with cleaning objects ranging from tissues to bleach. Yoongi pressed himself fully against her body as a hand tightly gripped the shelf, the other securely wrapped around her waist, pulling her further into him. One leg parted her own, the material of his pants barely grazing her already mildly wet panties. Her arms were firmly entangled around his neck, fingers knotted in his hair as they let loose on one another.

Soft moans and whimpers sounded throughout the cramped room clouded with potent fragrances of sweet violet mixed in with a spicy mint, hints of that aroma meeting their tastebuds because of its intensity. They couldn't get enough of each other, knowing their next kiss or singular touch may only be in the next few hours. They wanted to make it count.

Yoongi groaned impossibly loud as he left another sloppy open mouthed kiss on her parted lips, soon finding himself searching for her wet muscle as his tongue plunged itself into her hot caves, lowly moaning in delight as he found what he sought for. With every feverish stroke of his tongue against her own, he felt himself hardening more, desperately pushing his groin against her pelvis as deep breathy moans escaped him.

The fox hybrid felt the heat rising to her cheeks at the action, gently tugging on his hair to stop the kiss. Dark owlish eyes gazed back at her intensely, lust and desire blatantly swirling through his irises as he pressed his lower half on her more, biting back another bellowing moan. He dipped down and messily kissed her swollen lips slicked with saliva before he was being tugged back again. An anxious huff left his lips, clearly not having enough of his fill.

"Yoongi—" She breathed heavily, only to get cut off again by the lusty owl, who settled for a light tug on her bottom lip.

"My name sounds so sexy coming from your lips." His voice was husky against her lips, pecking them once more as his grip on her waist tightened.