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(Jimin's POV)

"Now it's my turn let's see if you can last." Taehyung whispered in my ear before brushing past me. I saw him slip the toy's remote into his pajama pants.

We were now home and Jin insisted on a movie night. Everyone had changed into their pajamas and when I changed I seriously debated just leaving the dildo in my room but I knew I couldn't get away from this so easily. Between the car ride to the restaurant, the actual restaurant where Namjoon barely gave me a break to eat, and the car ride home where Hoseok continued to play around with the remote...I was already beginning to get sexual frustrated beyond belief.

I made my way to the living room where everyone else was already situated in their different areas. Jin had snacks set out of the table even though we had just ate...not that I was complaining. I grabbed a bag of chips as whatever movie the chose started. I debated where to sit for a moment but if Taehyung was going to tease me with the remote, it was a bad idea to sit next to anyone else and risk exposing my current predicament.

So I I decided to sit next to Taehyung who was already snuggled up under a blanket. All the other spots were pretty much taken anyway. He was laying across the couch, his body taking up the full length. He was wearing a t-shirt and his hair looked messy from shifting around. He would've looked so cute and innocent had it not been for the sly smirk on his face.

"Move your feet so I can sit." I whispered in a whiny voice, not wanting to interrupt the movie. Someone shut off the lights but Taehyung didn't sit up. I crossed my arms but he just looked at me. I got ready to sit on the floor when he grabbed my waist and pulled me on to his lap. "Tae-" I whisper yelled but he just scooted over slightly so I could lay down next to him on the couch. I was situated between the back of the couch and Taehyung and I wouldn't fully fit unless I partially laid on him so I just dangled in limbo.

"Stop being so awkward." He whispered in a laugh and pulled me down to his level. My head rested on his chest and my leg crossed over his. He seemed comfortable as he began looking at the tv. The tension soon went away as I settled down, my body relaxing. He smelled really good, like he had just showered. Taehyung rested his hand in my hair, massaging my scalp with his fingers ever so often. The action sent butterflies to my stomach and made me feel warm. The whole position felt so comfortable that I almost once again forgot about the vibrating dildo that was currently inside me.

I had almost fallen asleep when Taehyung turned on the toy for the first time. I stiffened as it began vibrating. The movie was loud, the room was dark, and we had a blanket covering us, so I felt slightly safer having little reactions than I did in the restaurant. But I still couldn't expose myself or else Taehyung would win his side of the deal.

He didn't hesitate to increase the levels at a almost rapid pace. To the point where it was hitting the spot over and over again. I curled my fingers into his shirt, the suddenness of it all, overwhelming me. As it continued I felt myself getting hard and my face burned as I realized he could probably feel it up against him since my leg was draped over his.

"That feel good, princess?" He asked, his voice deep and lustful as he kissed the top of my head. I didn't say anything as I buried my face in his chest. Gosh, he sounds so sexy. But I refused to give him the satisfaction of a response, just like I didn't reply to Hoseok in the restaurant. But I wasn't expecting that he would turn up the device even higher, causing a small moan to leave my lips. I bit down hard on my lower lip and looked to see if anyone heard but the movie had drowned it out and everyone was still looking at the TV. "I asked you a question."

I let out a raspy breath that probably brushed against his neck. I couldn't help but shift at the feeling of the toy moving so quickly. My boner rubbing against his side. I felt a twinge of embarrassment at my unintentional movement.

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