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It had been a while ago now since you had first suggested the idea of bringing a third person into the bedroom. It wasn't that Jin hadn't satisfied you enough, you just simply wanted to try it out, as you were extremely curious to try out new things, however Jin didn't approve of it. Only he was allowed to touch you. You were his and only he could make you feel good. But it was until one night, you both stumbled into the bedroom, to see Namjoon sitting down on the chair placed just to the opposite of your shared bed. Pulling away from Jin, you eyed your boyfriend quizzically, wondering why on earth Namjoon was there.
"I figured we could put on a little show." Jin smirked, pushing you down onto the bed. You were a little startled, but decided to go along with it, pulling yours and Jin garments off in a hurry. There was something incredibly arousing about being watched by Namjoon: the way quiet groans left him as he palmed his hardening member through his jeans, watching you closely as you moaned. You felt undeniably sexy with Namjoon's eyes focusing on you, and only you.
Jin pushed his length inside of you, his girth stretching your walls. Your nails dug deep into Jin's back, dragging them down, which left red dark marks against his soft skin. Your head tilted back into the mattress, a scream of your boyfriends name ripping from your throat as he angled his thrusts to hit your sweet spot.
"You like being treated like a whore, don't you?" Jin huskily asked into your ear, his thrusts speeding up as he eagerly chased his high. "You're so tight, fuck."
You wrapped your trembling legs around Jin's waist tightly, pulling his body closer towards yours. You could already feel the knot starting to tie in your stomach, and you clutched tightly onto Jin's shoulders, attempting to slow down his thrusts so you could last longer. He chuckled deeply.
"You're close already?" Jin questioned. "Cum for me, baby. Scream my name and make sure Namjoon knows who you belong to."
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Sometimes, you underestimated Yoongi, and the lengths he was willing to go to make sure you knew who you belonged to. Yoongi knew you were bratty, willing to do anything just to get his attention, so he knew exactly how to discipline you. It started with Yoongi's constant glares at you as you seated yourself on Jungkook's lap, squirming around like a brat, clearly getting Jungkook worked up. Jungkook cleared his throat repeatedly, feeling slightly nervous as he tried controlling himself, however it wasn't working; you could feel Jungkook's boner through his jeans already. You giggled, asking Jungkook if he was okay, as he tilted his head back into the couch, letting his lips part ever so slightly, allowing soft sighs to leave him at the friction of you rubbing against him. You noticed that Yoongi was fucking enraged at this point, you could practically see the fire in his eyes and the steam coming out from his ears. But you enjoyed this sort of attention. The other members seemed to be completely oblivious to what you were doing: Jin was taking a gulp from his bottle of beer, laughing at something Taehyung must have said, and Namjoon, Hoseok and Jimin were by the kitchen, eating some food, not taking any sort of notice of you and Jungkook.
