You Belong to Us - OT7 fanfic (Retold from OmgBTSAbsTho) - ***COMPLETED***

6

The week went by fast, and you were starting to get a little nervous that you hadn't heard from Mrs. Farnsworth yet. The boys had been really nice, helping you clean when you asked (since there were seven of them and they made quite a mess) and always wanting to cuddle and spend time with you. They asked for kisses every morning and every night, whoever walked you to your room taking more than just a simple kiss. They also added a lot of little touches throughout the day, whenever you were near them or doing an activity or sitting near them.

Truth be told, you were almost in a constant state of arousal. 

They were so good-looking, and they lounged around the house in casual clothing since that was all they had. It made them very nice to snuggle with, and their hands were constantly roaming whenever you did. They loved talking too close to your ears, finding reasons to hold your hands, pulling you close when you were standing and sitting near them. Every time your body tensed or shivered every time your breath hitched, they seemed to find delight in teasing you constantly. At first it was mostly Jin, Yoongi, and Hoseok, and you had a very strong feeling that they knew what they were doing to you, the devilish look in their eyes tipping you off on their intent. After a day or so, though, the rest started doing it as well. You'd pretty much given up sleeping all night in your bed aone. Someone or someones eventually sneaking in and cuddling up with you.

Not that you were complaining, but by the end of the week, it was getting hard to sleep next to their beautifully muscled bodies.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Jin's voice came quietly from the darkness next to you on the bed, "You keep tossing and turning."

"Y-yeah," you lied, "I'm just a little warm."

You felt your muscles jump when Jin moved his arms around you down until his hands skimmed the waistband of your pyjama pants. His large hands rubbed slowly, the tips of his fingers barely brushing under the fabric. His breath blew over your neck when he spoke again.

"Y/N," he whispered sweetly, "I know you're lying to me."

"What?" you gasped, knowing he was right, "I-I'm not. It's just stuffy in here!'

His lips were on the shell of your ear, "I can smell you," he confessed, "It's making me crazy."

A small whimper escaped you at his words, you eyes squeezing shut as your rubbed your thighs together for relief. With a raspy breath, Jin spun you to lay on your back, his nose touching yours as he hovered over you. 

"Ah ah ah," he sang mockingly, "There's only two ways to feel better, Babygirl, and you know it." 

He feathered kisses down the side of your neck, sucking slightly on your collarbone with his plump lips. His hands skimmed up your torso, one tentatively cupping your breast. Your back arched, pressing up into his hand instinctively when he brushed a thumb over your nipple. 

"You're so sensitive," he cooed, rolling your nipple between his fingers, "I bet you're soaking wet right now." He chuckled when you tried to answer, but only made whining noises, "Shh...you don't have to say anything," he pulled your top down under your breasts, revealing your peaked buds to his hungry eyes, "Unless, of course, you want me to stop." He flicked his tongue over your nipple, making you let out a high moan, "Do you want me to?" he asked in that sweet voice, "Do you want me to stop?"

You shuddered a breath as he paused to wait for your answer, "You...you said there were two ways," you panted looking down into his eyes as he smiled. 

"Yes, well," he kissed the valley between your breasts, licking a stripe up to your neck again, "Option one: I make you come, at least once," his eyes flashed with mischief when you gasped, "Or, option two: You make yourself come...while I watch." He snapped a hand down to your legs so you couldn't rub them together, "Either way, you'll be so relaxed, so satisfied, you'll fall right to sleep, Princess."