Broken Conscience

Sexy for the Fight

Jungkook's POV

I looked at myself in the mirror and smirked. I was amazing when it came to doing makeup. I finished up my with my liquid eyeliner and puckered my lips, applying a shiny lip gloss to my lips. It was 2pm now and I was finally finished. I made sure to be extra careful with it today. We would be going up against a gang, which means even more people to look at my gorgeous face.

I was wearing skintight leather black jeans, since Taehyung told me that my ass looked the best in them, and I was also wearing my tight, black long sleeve shirt. It was the only long sleeve I had. Seokjin gave it to me, claiming he was tired of all my t-shirts.

I hopped out of my bathroom and into my bedroom, not at all surprised when I saw Taehyung and Jimin relaxing on my bed. Honestly, I can't remember the last time they slept in their own rooms for more than one night.

"Damn Kookie," Taehyng chuckled, looking me up and down.

"Wow, Tae was right about those pants. They hug you perfectly," Jimin muttered, gesturing for me to come closer to him. So I did. I stood right in front of him and smirked as he grabbed my hips and pushed his face into my clothed stomach.

"You want me Jiminie?" I asked in my innocent voice, since it drove Jimin crazy. He nodded and I shimmied away from his grip, plopping on Taehyung's lap.

Jimin immediately crawled towards us, and was about to plant a kiss on my neck, but I placed my finger on his lips and pushed him away, "I just got ready, I can't have you littering my skin with your filthy love bites," I tisked.

The smaller growled and forced himself to move away. I chuckled as I winked at him, purposefully driving him nuts. I always played hard to get with Jimin. Why you ask? Because I like it rough, and sex with an angered Jimin is heaven.

Much to my delight, Jimin leaned to my ear and whispered, "You better prepare yourself baby, because I'm not gonna show you any mercy when Tae and I are fucking you up tonight," a shiver ran up my spine at his words and I could already feel the excitement bubbling up inside me. Taehyung ran his tongue up my ear and I gasped, clutching Jimin's shirt since he was in front of me.

"Jerks," I mumbled, but they both knew that I was already yearning for this day to be over. Nevertheless, I slipped off Taehyung's lap and sat crisscross on my bed, pulling out my phone, "C'mere," I mumbled to both of them, clicking on my camera and holding the phone out in front of me, "Look sexy."

I took three pictures and deleted two, saving the best. My lips were puckered and I looked pretty erotic. Jimin was biting his lip with his face close to my neck, and Taehyung had his mouth open with his tongue slightly out, and had his head pressed against my face. It was perfect.

Pulling up my Instagram account, I added a filter and made my caption "Gettin punished tonight, wanna watch? ;)", then posted it. Almost immediately, my phone was filled with likes and comments from horny men and women. It was a bit funny, how fast comments would roll in saying stuff like "daddy wants to see you get fucked", or "you look so sexy baby", and lots of "dm me? ;)".

I giggled and turned my phone off, throwing it on the bed, "Are we gonna do it live?" Taehyung asked. I nodded my head. I knew both of them were into humiliation, and I'd be lying if I said being watched didn't turn me on.

I heard a knock and Namjoon opened the door, "Jimin, Taehyung, did you guys load up the van?" He asked and the two of them nodded, "Good, hurry on out then because we need to get a move on." Then he left, probably to get the others.

We all pushed ourselves off my bed to get to the van, and Jimin smacked my butt as we walked through the doorway of my room, and Taehyung leaned down to pick me up by my thighs, flipping me over his back.

Yelping, I hit him in the back, "Tae, put me down! My hair is gonna be messed up!" I whined.

Taehyung just laughed and carried me all the way out to the black van. He sat me down in the back, in the middle seat, then he and Jimin sat on either side of me. Yoongi and Hoseok got into the row in front of us, looking sleepy and leaning on each other. Seokjin and Namjoon sat in the front, with Seokjin as the usual driver.

I looked at my phone and chuckled at the most recent comment. It read: "You shouldn't do this, you are exposing yourself in indecent ways and need to treasure your body. If you seek attention, find it elsewhere. It's not too late to ask for forgiveness!"

Rolling my eyes, I unlocked my phone and responded, "I know, I'm such a naughty boy! I tried to ask my daddies for forgiveness, but they're still punishing me! So mean right? ;)"

I posted the comment and soon all of my loyal followers began to defend me. How cute. I clicked on the person's username who'd commented about indecency. It was lee_boi77. How lame. Still, I typed his username into my dm, and sent him my message. "Hey there, you're cute, we should skype, I'd like to give a private show."

I turned my phone off and tucked it away. I loved messing with people. Laying back in my chair, I relaxed and waited patiently until we got to the warehouse. It was a frail-looking building, kind of pathetic. A perfect place to have a gang meeting, though.

We all crawled out of our van, which we'd parked a little ways away from the building, and I noticed Yoongi clenching and unclenching his fists, looking nervous and angry at the same time. Hoseok whispered something in his ear, then Yoongi nodded and seemed to become more calm.

"Okay everyone," Namjoon began and we formed a huddle, "The gang should start piling in around 4:30, thirty minutes from now. We're going to hide above, at the ceiling, away from their view, at my signal, we begin the ambush, got it?" We all grunted and nodded our heads in understanding.

"And Yoongi?" Namjoon said, "You see Changhoi, tell Seokjin, or someone near you."

"I can hand—" Yoongi started.

"I know you can handle yourself Yoongi. Just do it."

Yoongi nodded reluctantly, and with that we trekked back up to the warehouse. Pushing open the doors, we saw how cluttered the place was. There was empty boxes and dirt everywhere. I grimaced and wiped off my pants as dust flew in the air as we walked.

"See up there?" Namjoon pointed to the ceiling, where there were large metal pipes and bars, "We'll climb up there and hide."

We got up there quickly, aside from Hoseok who didn't like heights, and Seokjin who had to help him up. It was really dusty up here, too. How gross. Did I get all prettied up for nothing?

Thirty minutes of complete silence had passed, then three men entered the building. It's almost time. I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face.

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A/N sorry for updating so late, hope you enjoyed though! Votes and comments are  the best, but not as great as you readers! Sorry sorry, love you tho!