"Gawi bawi bo!" I hear loud chants coming from the living room. As I walk closer, I smile when I think about the fact that the men in this house make a lot of decisions by playing Rock, paper, scissors. "What are you deciding on this time?" I ask them when I round the corner. They look at me like deers caught in the spotlight. "Just who has to do the dishes later," Jini informs me, his ears turning red. "Then you should have included me?" "No, you can relax. We still have four days before we need to get back to work so we want to do things to help you." Namjoon explains as he tries to steer me back to my room. "As soon as we are back in the company you will have these tasks back." Yoongi continues not meeting my eyes. I know that something is afoot but I refrain to ask them more about it. The last three days since we came back home, I feel so loved by all of them. Every moment they are free at least one of them is by my side. We cook, do workouts, play board games, or just hang out and watch movies. This is how I imagined my life when I was little. I always wanted to be surrounded by love and these seven men do exactly that.
Two hours later, as I stand in the kitchen, preparing some fruits for a snack to have while watching my drama, I feel hands coming around me. As a chest pushes against me, hands go immediately up under my shirt to grab my boobs, pinching my nipples hard. "What are you doing Yoongi?" I ask when I drop the knife that I just used to peel an apple. "Just enjoying your presence. Am I not allowed to do so, Babe?" "I never said that," I notify him when I turn in his embrace. His lips are instantly on mine, claiming my mouth with his tongue. His hands have left my back and are lifting my backside to sit on the counter. In seconds, he slips my pants and panties off, kneeling on the floor before me, his head between my legs. I roll my head back as the sweet sensation his tongue is inflicting me takes over me. My hands grab his hair to show him how much I love what he is doing to me. "Oh, Yoongi. Holy... Don't stop." One of his fingers finds its way inside me. And as he quickens the pumps and intensifies the sucks on my clit, I succumb to my orgasm. My body is still quivering when Yoongi stands up, to claim my mouth once again. "Wow, that was..." "Amazing as ever." He says as he turns around, takes his phone from the counter, and just leaves me sitting there, half-naked on the countertop. It takes me a minute to come back to my senses. I jump to the floor, dress again, and continue to prepare my snack.
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An hour later, I am snuggled up on the sofa, still watching my drama when I hear steps coming down the hallway. I turn my head to see Taehyung coming my way. It appears that he had just got out of the shower because he is only wearing a towel around his waist. I lick over my lips as I take in his magnificent body. "You like what you see?" He asks me when he plops down next to me. "Always, Taetae, " I reply looking back at the TV. He moves closer next to me until I can feel his body heat against me. I am taken aback when he suddenly hoists me up and sets me back down in his lap. "Yah, Tae..., " his hands are in my panties, his fingers on my clit. I rest my head back as he starts drawing little circles, my folds getting wetter by the second. His excitement is also noticeable on my backside. As little moans begin to come out of my mouth, he removes his fingers. "Just let me take care of you, Jagiya." Tae pushes a bit forward so I stand up, allowing him to pull my pants and panties to my knees. Next, an arm comes around my waist, pulling me back on top of him. His other hand must have opened the towel on the front because as I settle back down, his hard member welcomes my body. I quickly shift my position so I can glide down on his erection. We start with a slow pace to let my body adjust to his impressive length but soon he adds his middle finger on my clit, making my body move erratically on top of him. Taehyung is crying out behind me about how tight I am and that he loves when I ride him. This position and his fingers bring me to reach my peak in minutes. Taehyung follows me practically immediately, leaving us both panting as our bodies try to come down from the height. I climb off him, kiss him, and stroll to the bathroom to clean myself. As I come back, I am a bit disappointed to see that he is no longer in the living room. I assumed that he would be waiting for me to collect the cuddles, he loves so dearly.
