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buckyismybicycle · 11 months

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Title: the (pineapple) contract - chapter 1/3 Rating: Explicit Pairing: Avenger!Bucky Barnes/Escort!Reader (F) Tags/Warnings: Big Dick Bucky Barnes, Top Bucky, Dom/sub Undertones, Confident Bucky Barnes, Oral Sex (by that I mean Bucky eats you out like a starved man), Praise, Pet Names, Painful Sex, Crying/Crygasm, Multiple Orgasms, Coming Until You Black Out, no beta we die like thanos Summary: Well, the contract said Personal Care Attendant and technically, the Winter Soldier wasn’t on the active roster. Yet. But the point still stands. He more or less owned you now.

You take one last deep breath before knocking on the door.

Part of the "Bucky Barnes As..." series & Hot Bucky Summer 2023

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The cheque in your hand has far too many digits in it — you’ve never seen two commas in the number, made out to you of all people. Hell, you wouldn’t have cared what the hell the job was, you would’ve said yes anyway.

You just never imagined that trying to pick up Tony Stark on Park Avenue would be a job interview.

“Name your price,” he had said.

You probably would’ve slept with him for zero, but when you had jokingly said a million dollars, you never thought he’d actually follow through. First came the NDA, then the contract and benefits package, and now…

Now, you stood outside a dull-looking door trying to calm yourself down about the fact that you were about to whore yourself out to an Avenger.

Enclosed for your review is a copy of your job description, benefits package, and the corresponding appendices. Should you wish to accept this offer, your contract and a questionnaire are emailed for your review and return. Upon receiving your executed contract and completed questionnaire, should your answers be compatible, we will reach out to schedule your start date.

Well, the contract said Personal Care Attendant and technically, the Winter Soldier wasn’t on the active roster. Yet. But the point still stands. He more or less owned you now.

You take one last deep breath before knocking on the door.

The man that opens it is not the man from the online articles and archives. He isn’t long-haired, dead-eyed and clad in murder gear (because there really wasn’t any other word for it). No, the person that stands in front of you is seemingly flawless, the sunlight from his windows surrounding him in a glowing warmth.

He quite literally takes your breath away.

“Can I help you?” He finally asks, shifting his weight ever so slightly.

Right. You clear your throat, offering your hand as you introduce yourself.

He studies you intently, his eyes obviously tracking you from head to toe, but doesn’t say anything else as he shakes your hand firmly. “Bucky,” he responds in kind.

“I’m, um, I’m here because…” Oh god, what if he had no idea?

He quirked an eyebrow up at you.

“I’m here as a… As your personal care attendant?” As soon as you say the words, you feel silly. Your cheeks start to flush, but it’s nothing compared to what he says next.

“Then you’re late, kitten.”

(4) Your duties will include, but are not limited to (a)Providing thorough, attentive care to the client within reasonable allowance, even outside of those covered in (5). (b)Receive and follow instruction from the client within reasonable allowance, even outside of those covered in (6) (c)Commence reasonable care should the client require it at your discretion, without infringement of (8)(a), (b) or (c) (4)(c)(i)The term “care” will include, but is not limited to… (ii)Psychological care as set out in Appendix I (iii)Domestic care as set out in Appendix I (iv)Physical care as set out in Appendix I, II and III

It was very evident that he wasn’t expecting you to take care of him so much as take care of him. His apartment was spotless, though the lack of furniture and possessions might be the biggest reason.

“So. You know what this entails.” It comes like more of a statement than a question, but admittedly, that does a lot for you. You looked at him, cross-armed and leaning against the back of his couch. Tugging at the bottom of your dress, you tried to remember how to simply act normal and nod, a little less shy, slipping into your role with a little more ease.

“Yes, sir.”

There’s a look of amusement on his face, so you make a note of that.

“Hard limits?”

“None,” you answer quickly.

“I find that hard to believe,” he fires back. “Everyone has limits.”

You bite your tongue to stop yourself from asking about his, though he reads your expression well enough.

“I have too many to list,” he says. “Which is why I prefer to just control the situation.”

God help me. It sounded too good to be true, that maybe — just maybe — he was made for you.

Or you were made for him, at least. His pleasure.

“That sounds good to me,” you say all too brightly. “Sir.”

He smirks at that, and you’re absolutely done for.

“You don’t have to keep calling me that,” he tells you, beckoning you to follow him. “Though I do like it.”

You decided right then and there that you would do pretty much anything with him. For him.

“So, about those limits —”

“Knife Play,” you blurt out once you reach his bedroom. “That’s — that’s the only one I don’t think I can do.”

He turns and gives you a look. “Why, because I’m the Winter Soldier, you think I’m automatically into knife play?”

“OH MY GOD!” You exclaim, slapping your hands over your mouth at your blunder. “No! No, oh my god, that’s not what I meant!”

You’re about to grovel at his feet when he starts to chuckle softly.

“Relax,” he says easily, taking a seat on the edge of his bed. “That’s fine. I’m not gonna throw you into the fire just yet.”

Yet. You’re not sure if that was meant as a threat but it sounds more like a promise if you’re being honest.

“I can handle more than you think,” you say, pursing your lips.

“S’that right?”

The challenge in his voice has you nearly quivering and you’ve barely even started. You give him a little shrug before nodding, trying to give as good as you got.

“C’mere here,” he coaxes softly, hand outstretched. It’s stunning, the black and gold, intricate and precise — more sophisticated than anything you’ve ever seen.

You take it and ease yourself down on his lap like it’s the most natural thing in the world, his hands far gentler on your waist than you thought they could be. The blue of his eyes is even brighter this close up, light with mischief and wide with wonder as he looks at you, like you were something to be discovered, explored.

“Safe word still pineapple?”

Looks like he read your questionnaire after all. You nod again, the energy thrumming just under your skin as his hands slowly travel up your sides and back before ending up at your neck. He can probably feel your small shudder or your thundering pulse. At the very least, he can certainly see the goosebumps forming under his fingertips.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

With that, he claims your lips, your body, your very existence as if it was his only goal. And god, does it work.

There is no part of you that doesn’t immediately belong to Bucky at that moment. His tongue parts your lips and moves confidently as he devours you, taking you apart. Each swipe of his tongue is firm and purposeful — designed to steal your breath away as his hands map out your body.

You can’t stop the gasp that escapes against his lips or the way your body tenses in his arms, muscles coiled to try and stop yourself from just dripping all over his lap.

It takes you far too long to realize the game you’re playing — well, that Bucky’s playing. You’re simply along for the ride as he catalogs all your reactions from each shiver of your body to every moan and shaky breath you let out. Within a few minutes, you’ve already revealed all your cards without even knowing that’s what you’re doing.

You’re embarrassingly short of breath when he pulls back to survey you.

“You make such beautiful sounds,” he says, nonchalant as if your heart rate wasn’t skyrocketing.

“You’re a damned good kisser,” you respond/

He gives you a cheeky grin that would’ve made your knees buckle if you weren’t seated on him. “You’re not so bad yourself, sweetheart.”

You run your hands up his chest, marveling at how firm it was. For a brief moment, you forget who he is and just touch. As your fingertips roam upward, you memorize the arch of his clavicle that leads to the dip in the hollow of his throat underneath his Adam’s apple.

You shift slightly, getting ready to slide off and sink to your knees to service him.

“Like what you see?” He asks — except this time the cocky tone has a softness to it that you're not sure he even caught. As if there was just a bit of something behind that seemingly unshakable confidence.

“Yes,” you answer simply with a smile. “I really, really do.” It’s true, after all. He wasn’t just handsome, wasn’t just pretty, there was something about him that was so alluring, you found yourself forgetting your contract almost entirely.

It’s the right answer, apparently, because he flips over to lay you down in the center of his bed, throwing your plans to kneel for him right out the window.

You’re suddenly acutely aware of just how much bigger he is than you. He’s an imposing figure, there’s no arguing that, but when he had first invited you inside, it hadn’t been your focus. Now, with the cool, soft sheets at your back and his thighs settling between yours, you feel like trapped prey to the king of the jungle.

You knew that a serum pumped through his veins that made him infinitely stronger, but your history books always said that the serum wasn’t like Captain America’s. It didn’t shoot him up nearly a foot and slap on nearly 150 pounds.

No, these are all muscles that he had to work for and train for, that he has to maintain. The very same muscles that pressed against the inside of your thighs as he settled in above you, dwarfing you.

“Okay?”

It catches you by surprise. Really, you were his property, he owned you, and could do whatever he pleased with you. That’s what you had signed up for. Ever since signing all those papers, you had braced yourself for the worst of it — after all, you’d come across plenty of people who only ever wanted to assert their power over you because of what you were and what you did.

So this? The pause, the way his eyes search yours for a truthful answer, the way he asks so tenderly? All unexpected when what you thought you would receive was something harsh, sharp, and as cold as his moniker suggests.

From here, looking up at him, though? He looks like an angel. The overhead light isn’t too bright ad the soft, warm halo of light makes him ethereal — all smooth skin and eyes like the sky.

“Very okay,” you reply, your cheeks unusually warm. You don’t get flustered anymore — or so you thought. Wrapping your hands around the back of his neck, you urge him closer, eager to kiss him again.

“That’s my girl,” he murmurs as he closes in. This time, he kisses down your neck instead. His teeth softly graze against your skin every now and then as he makes his way to the centre of your chest.

That’s my girl. You don’t know if that’s just his sweet talk or if he’s finally asserting his ownership of you. Either way, it gets you all worked up, especially when his hands join his mouth in their exploration of your body, gentle but firm as he gropes at you.

By the time he reaches the hem of your dress, every inch of you is covered in goosebumps.

Expecting him to rip it off, your breath catches when he simply sits back on his haunches and runs his hands up your thighs. They disappear from sight under your dress but you can certainly feel their presence, skin hot and metal slightly cooler.

Your legs spread for him so easily it’s almost laughable.

(10) You are expected to carry out your duties with discretion, professionalism and a high level of enthusiasm. Criticism will not be tolerated.

“Pretty girl, are you already drippin’ wet for me, hm?”

You’re almost afraid to speak, knowing full well that a bunch of embarrassing noises are pent up inside you right now. Where you wish Bucky was right now.

You take a deep breath in. “Yes, sir.”

He gives you a look — a fond one that most people give their pets — and it inexplicably makes your heart race.

“You don’t mind if I have a little taste now, do you?” He asks, fingers already curling around your panties and tugging them down.

“Please,” you let slip, waiting for him to lower himself to the mattress.

Instead, you yelp when he suddenly hauls your lower half up by the hips. You figure you must look like quite the sight, tits jiggling with the movement as you find yourself nearly suspended with your legs slung over his shoulders.

You don’t even get the chance to speak before he lowers his mouth and makes your entire body come alive for the first time in ages.

“Oh!” You cry out, hands gripping the first thing they can find: his thighs.

He chuckles against your cunt, tickling you in the most intimate sense while your fingers dig into hard muscle.

Your legs automatically tense up, ankles loosely locking behind his back as he keeps working your cunt, tongue gliding up and down your folds easily. His tongue is a wicked thing, a sin all on its own, as it draws the most guttural sound out of you

Seemingly satisfied that you’re secured, he runs his hands up your thighs and slips behind to knead your ass, large hands cupping you perfectly.

“Bu…”

You lose your train of thought when he slips his thumb inside of you, tongue following closely, fucking in and out shallowly. “Oh god, fuck, fuck!”

“Sweet as honey, baby,” he purrs, licking a long stripe up to your clit and sealing his lips around it. His other arm wraps around your hips to support you through the involuntary spasms that wrack your body as he circles his tongue around you, torturously slow to draw every last breath out from your lungs.

“W-wait,” you pant out, flushed and warm all over. “This should - it’s about you —

The corners of his eyes wrinkle slightly as he smiles deviously, the coarse hairs of his scruff tickling you.. “Oh, it is, honey. I'm enjoying myself just fine.”

To prove his point, he presses his hips forward and along your back you feel a faint, long, thick heat.

“Oh, fuck,” you whine, imagination already running wild with how good that’s going to feel inside you.

“Gettin’ there,” Bucky quips, returning to his task.

He’s diligent about switching between suckling you and curling that sinful tongue of his, flicking it over your clit just firm enough, just slow enough, that every drag feels like it’s breaking you open.

You feel yourself unraveling, like a runaway spool of thread and you desperately trying to hold on, hands clamoring for purchase as your body comes undone.

“Bucky!” You cry out, hands grabbing onto the arm wrapped around your waist. You’ve never whined the way you do right now, trembling in Bucky’s hold as he slows his movements, giving you just a moment of reprieve.

The look in Bucky’s eyes is predatory as he waits for you to regain your breath before giving you a final, harsh suck, teeth grazing over the sensitive nerves that nearly makes you come again just from that.

He finally lowers you to the mattress — a trembling, flushed mess — before undressing himself. It’s almost clinical, without fanfare, and that just doesn’t seem right to you when he’s unrevealing such beauty. As he strips, revealing all that gorgeous, smooth skin, you try to sit up even if you felt like your entire body was jello. You just wanted to reach out, to touch, and you were so enraptured by him, by his body, that when your eyes finally roamed south you gasped.

“Holy shit,” you blurt out. You think back to when Bucky originally asked you “like what you see?” not realizing just how much you would.

Your hand has never looked smaller than it does right now, wrapped around Bucky’s monstrous cock, hot and heavy against your palm. Subconsciously, you lick your lips as you watch precome starting to bead at his swollen tip.

You keep your grip firm as you give him a full stroke and your eyes drink in the sight before you — Bucky’s face, lax with pleasure, and the minute twitches of his muscles at your simple touch. You wonder how long it’s been since he’s been intimate with someone — if that’s why you were offered so much money to be for his personal, constant use.

“Your cock is gorgeous,” you tell him, hand getting used to the weight and length of it. “Want this inside of me, right now.”

Bucky’s face morphs into something even hungrier. He lowers his hips, cock nearly scalding against you. For the first time, his voice sounds less than perfectly in control. “I can’t catch or carry anything.”

You already knew that from the massive package of paperwork.

“And I can’t get you pregnant.”

You knew that, too, but again he sounds so clinical about it, you wonder if it bothers him at all.

“Yeah, handsome,” you nod, smiling dopily. “Rawdog me.”

Bucky makes a sound like a cut-off laugh, and you can’t help but feel victorious when a smile breaks out on his face.

“You’re somethin’ else, sugar.”

There’s a shift in the air, the both of you settling into each other like you’re not two absolute strangers as he presses his body to yours, cock sliding over your tender clit and across the slick of your folds.

You wrap your legs around him and dig your heels into his back as if to say c’mon, c’mon! Hurry up!

You thought you were ready. You’ve never had this issue before. But as Bucky starts to nudge the head of his cock in, you inhale sharply, your body immediately tensing to reject the intrusion.

He pauses to pull back and look at you.

“Sorry,” you say in a hurry, nervous and embarrassed by your reaction. You bring your hands to the side of his face trying to show him that it’s nothing he’s done. “You… You’re just, um…”

His eyes narrow slightly, eyebrow furrowing as he goes to pull away.

“Wait!” You keep your legs firmly wrapped around him, trying to trap him even though you were no match for his strength. “It’s not you. Well, sort of. It’s just that… You’re fucking huge, Bucky. I’ve never…”

His eyes widen in surprise, evidently not expecting your answer though you don’t miss the way his cock twitches between your legs. Then his look softens and he kisses you sweetly — more tender than anyone’s ever kissed you before.

“Roll over for me,” he commands gently.

As you do so, you watch him open the nightstand and to your relief, pulls out a bottle of lube. Natural instincts take over at that point — you prop yourself up on your knees, spreading them until you’re comfortable, and keep your chest to bed, arching your back.

He makes a pleased sound behind you. “Lookit you, babydoll. Bent over and spread open for me like a good girl.”

Your toes curl slightly at his words and your whole body tightens when you feel his fingers slip into you, the lube cool against your heated cunt.

“Relax, princess,” he coos, his other hand trailing down your spine. “Be a good kitten and just let me open you up, alright?”

You’ve lost the ability to form words so you nod against the sheets instead as you will your body to relax. Soon, you forget about your mission to take Bucky’s giant cock and start to lose yourself to the feeling of Bucky's fingers inside you. They’re just as talented as his tongue, expertly navigating all your sweet spots, some of which you didn’t even know you had.

“God, you feel you so good,” you groan, fingers curling in the sheets, clinging on for dear life.

“Oh, we’re jus’ getting started, baby.” His other hand returns to your near-overworked clit and you’re dangerously close to coming again.

You turn to look over your shoulder, intending to stop him. Instead, you jolt as he gives your cheek a lovebite, beard scratching against your ass while he curls his fingers inside you and pulls the orgasm from you. Your back arches as you scream out at the unexpected whirlwind of pleasure that travels through every vein of your body.

“Shhh, sh, you’re alright, sweet thing.” His voice is low and soothing.

You want to tell him that you’re more than alright, that you’ve never been pulled apart like this, that you’ve never come just from someone’s fingers, that you’ve never seen such a fat cock in your life. But all you can do is nod frantically, panting as your body comes down from the high.

“Think you’re ready, sweetheart?”

Sweetheart. You let out a breathy moan as you reach back blindly for him. “Yes, Bucky, yeah. Gimme that perfect cock of yours.”

While you can’t see his expression, you hear a soft huff from him before the head of his cock is at your eager hole again. You feel him give himself a few pumps, slicking himself up with more lube, taking the time and care not to hurt you.

This time, you’re ready for it. As he enters, you exhale, your muscles loosening to let him in.

More than just let him in — welcome him, pull him in, making yourself the perfect fucking home for his cock.

“Goddamnit, sweets,” he murmurs, lowering his chest to your back, the cold metal of his dog tags on your spine. “Y’feel like a dream.”

“You’re one to talk,” you manage to gasp out, eyes scrunched as all of your attention is focused on the delicious stretch.

He brushes your hair to one side and for a moment, all you do is look at each other in the moment.

You reach out to trail your fingers along his wrist and he goes to press a kiss to the nape of your neck.

“M’gonna move, ‘kay?”

In lieu of a response, you clench down on him and grin when he hisses at the sensation.

“Watch it…” The low rumble of his voice only spurs you on, so you do it again, this time wriggling underneath him.

“C’mon, Bucky, please won’t you fuck me?” You taunt, your voice coy. “Put that fat cock of yours to use, huh?”

There are no words this time, only a soft clicking as you watch in fascination while his arm calibrates ever so slightly. You think you hear him mutter “you asked for it” but you can’t be sure because your own cries fill the room as he pulls back a few inches and thrusts back into you.

“This what you wanted?” Bucky growls before he gives your ass a light swat.

“More,” you beg him, despite the twinge of pain as your body tries to adjust and accommodate Bucky’s girth.

Bucky must read it as a challenge because he doesn’t go easy on you — after a few long, controlled thrusts, he must deem you ready.

You’re not sure anyone could quite be ready for the ravaging storm that is Bucky.

He fucks you like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to fuck anyone — determination and desperation wrapped up in superhuman stamina and strength. Without a doubt, you know you’re going to walk away with bruises — on your hips from where he grabs you, your thighs and ass from where he slams into you.

“Sh-shit,” you curse, panting into the sheets that you’ve bunched in your fists. Your hair sticks to your neck with the sweat building as your body tries to keep up with the assault. “So fucking - good, Bucky. Your cock feels so good — splitting me in half.”

Bucky makes an animalistic noise in his throat, yanking your hips back to him as he plants his hand beside your head, arm anchoring you in place.

Oh, fuck. As anticipated, he rails you within an inch of your life — you’re struggling to breath, heaving for air, and your eyes are scrunched shut to stop the tears from actually spilling.

“Okay there, sweetheart?”

Fuck him for not even sounding out of air. “Ssso goo-ood,” you slur, a litany of gasps and moans follow. “Love — that you’re — tearing me apart.”

Bucky’s voice is positively gleeful. “Yeah? You like getting fucked so hard you can’t even keep your eyes open?”

You make a conscious effort to crack an eye open and fire back. “Yeah. Fuck, you’re so deep I can feel you in my throat.”

“That can be arranged, honey,” he teases, hauling your hips up for an excruciating angle that makes you come so hard your vision turns white.

“Fucking gorgeous when you come,” he praises and you can’t formulate the words to reply.

“Ah, ah, nnngh, ah, f-fuck,” you babble, vision blurry as you tear up. It hurts but it’s beautiful, it’s brutal but controlled. It’s fucking perfect. You’d tell him just that, if had any air left in your lungs.

The last thing you hear is Bucky’s voice shushing you and telling you to rest before it all turns black.

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wildflowerfingertipsonme · 1 year

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Pairing: Min Yoongi/Kim Namjoon/Park Jimin/ Reader

Summary: For their anniversary Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin and reader take a glamping trip far into the woods where no one can hear their screams :)

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Yoongi’s apartment is a bit messier than usual when you walk inside. There are books on his living room floor which you suspect Namjoon left there. The boys have been a lot busier in the last few months. With a comeback and solo work coming out within the next seven months your boys are spending nearly every moment working. They seem to have a never ending list of commitments. It can be frustrating as a girlfriend but as a producer you get it. Your boyfriends are world famous musicians and though it’s taken some time you’ve found the balance. Well kind of.

Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin have invited you on a weekend camping trip. You are thrilled to have a getaway. With them being idols there are limited options for the four of you unless you come on business trips. They knew how important it was to find time off near your anniversary and like always when they promise something it will happen. It’s hard to believe it’s already been over three years since Yoongi approached you to produce a song with him.

In 2016 you had the opportunity to work with an artist you really admire. You were in your first semester of college when Heize contacted you. She found something you had posted online through one of her colleagues and wanted to take a chance on someone who was unknown. Without Heize asking you to produce Star, life would probably be so different. She took a chance on you and helped you get your foot in the door. You think you could live a hundred more years and never repay Heize for what she did for you. Whenever you can you try to show your appreciation for how she helped you. She still contacts you often for producing help and sometimes to go out for drinks.

Years later when Yoongi worked with Heize he mentioned the song you produced. It's a song that Yoongi really loves to this day and knowing you produced it only makes him love it more. He said that Heize gushed compliments about your work ethic and talent. She gave him your contact information and he wasted no time contacting you. It was supposed to be just one song, but there was an undeniable connection that neither of you could just let slip away. You tried to be professional but every day it became increasingly difficult with his flirtatious comments and gummy smile. Joon and Jimin came in a little later. There was a hint of something going on with the three boys before you came along but they didn’t put a label on it until you came into the picture. It wasn’t exactly easy for the four of you to express your feelings for each other at first. It took many hours of conversation to agree on a relationship together and even more hours to maintain what you have now.

You stop dead in your tracks when you see what is lying on Yoongi’s bed. Of course, you knew they would be preparing you for today, but this was not the avenue you thought they’d choose. There are lilac rose petals and polaroid photos scattered across his bed with a black velvet box in the middle. You take a cautious step closer to the bed to see if your suspicion is true.

The first photo you pick up confirms what they did. They never fail to surprise you. You almost laugh at the excitement that courses through your body. In your hand is a beautiful polaroid of Namjoon kneeling on a plush rug with his large hands on Jimin’s ass and his soft lips just barely grazing the tip of Jimin’s cock. They must have taken these photos quite a while ago because Namjoon’s hair is a dark purple color very much unlike the black he’s been sporting for the last few months.

You set the photo back in its original spot and pull out your phone to take a photo. No one in the world will ever see this except for you. Your boyfriends did all this just for you. More of the photos catch your eye. It’s almost overwhelming trying to decide where to look. The next one you pick up shows a face that only you, Jimin and Namjoon know. Yoongi’s head is thrown back in pure ecstasy, eyes closed and mouth hung open waiting to receive from his boyfriends. Trails of cum decorate his soft face in a way that has you stripping your clothes off before you even begin to wonder what’s in the box.

After throwing your clothes to the side you set your phone against Yoongi’s ring stand. You scamper to the middle of the bed in just your lacy underwear after hitting video call on the group chat with your boyfriends. At least Yoongi should know where you are right now and the opportunity that he would be missing if he decides not to answer.

A sound letting you know someone answered comes from your phone. They should be at the cabins by now but you weren’t sure if anyone would answer. Reception up there can be spotty sometimes. You don’t look towards the camera opting to finally find out what they have left you in the box.

“Hello, baby. What do you–” Namjoon says, which is quickly cut off by his boyfriends shushing him.

They know you so well. The quieter they stay the easier it will be for you to prepare yourself for the big night they have planned. It’s unlikely they will be able to contain themselves the whole time but you know from past experiences they will probably hang up if they get too excited.

You can’t always follow them on tour so there have been many facetime booty calls. Depending on the situation and vibe they might stay on the line, but this is one of the times they may just hang up. Especially when they are with their other partners they might forget what made them excited in the first place to have fun with the one who is with them. It pissed you off the first time they did it but now the four of you have an understanding.

The four of you talk about most of the sex you have anyways, unless someone has specifically asked not to. That is something the four of you came to agreement about after a practically mind blowing plane ride with Namjoon that you couldn’t keep to yourself. There was also that time with Jimin and Yoongi in the bathroom of the greenroom at Soldier Field where a line was somewhat crossed with another band member. There was a long discussion after that incident.

Somehow in the three years you’ve been together the four of you have never had sex all together. It’s hard enough getting two of them with you at one time let alone three. Every time you’ve tried to plan this something has come up. The first time it was a last minute reshoot that couldn’t wait, the second time Jimin got the flu and refused to be in the same room as his partners, and the last time Namjoon got food poisoning. This feels like some kind of divine miracle. It’s obvious those three have spared no effort to make sure that this is something truly unforgettable. Hopefully it won’t take three more years for the next time.

You lift the lid off the velvet box to reveal a silver anal plug with a violet heart shaped gem at the end. With a smirk crossing your face you lift the plug out of the box before replacing it. Your voyeurs need to know you saw what they left for you but a few things need to happen before you’ll insert that and be on your way to your lovely boyfriends.

The box makes its way to Yoongi’s side table before you choose another polaroid to look at. Your wetness is soaking through the thin material of your panties as you see Yoongi sitting on Namjoon’s lap. This photoshoot must have happened in Namjoon’s apartment because they are sitting on his couch completely naked. Yoongi and Namjoon are facing the camera with Yoongi’s legs spread on each side of Namjoon’s massive muscular thighs. Your hand dips into your panties as you study the details of the photo further. Yoongi’s thick cock is on display for all to see and you can only imagine how the photo isn’t capturing the full pinkness of his needy length. Joon has one hand weaved through the roots of Yoongi’s hair pulling his head back with a sexy smirk on his face. This is something they both greatly enjoy.

Your legs lift in the air as you shimmy your panties off. With extra care you sling them towards the camera just missing it. Jimin’s light chuckle can be heard through the phone speaker. Your dainty fingers spread your lips apart and you almost laugh when you hear the gasps. After all this time they make you feel like they are seeing you for the first time. Tossing aside the previous photo, you grab another.

Jimin is bent over the arm of Namjoon’s couch being stuffed from both directions. Namjoon’s long fingers are gripping Jimin’s hips while he thrusts inside of him. Yoongi is in front of Jimin looking down while Jimin is sucking him off. Jimin is looking up at Yoongi in a way that drives all of you insane. Sometimes you think he might have mind control powers. When he gives you that look it’s like every cell in your body wants to do whatever will make him happy.

“Who took this photo?” You say even though you wanted them to feel like you’d forgotten they were there.

Normally, you would let this slide but you are far too curious about who they let see them in such a compromising position. It must have been one of their members but who would possibly agree to this? They love each other a lot but you didn’t think it extended as far as taking photos of them fucking their partners. Your boyfriends would never have let one of their members do that if you were there. That sounds hypocritical in a way but there’s a reason we have that boundary.

“Angel, you're going to have to show it to us.” Yoongi’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts.

You back off the bed being sure to stick your ass out. It must be driving them crazy. You’ve all been taking a break in preparation for this trip. When you hold the photo close to the screen Namjoon lets out a low groan like he’s remembering how it felt. Yoongi smirks, crossing his arms over his chest. No one answers for a moment just looking at you holding the photo to your chest. You are beginning to get annoyed when your youngest boyfriend answers.

“Taehyung took the photo, my love.” Jimin says, releasing his lip from between his teeth.

It makes the most sense that it was Taehyung. He and Jimin have some other worldly connection that no one can deny. A lot of Army think they are dating because they are so consistently together even when Jimin is with his real boyfriends. You wonder what Jimin promised Taehyung in order for him to agree. If asked you would bet anything he’d say he did it for the “art.” While some of these photos are very artistically framed, they are pure porn. The best kind.

You return to the bed without another word and continue touching yourself. Each of your boyfriends knew what to photograph to drive you to the edge. You coat your finger in your essence and turn over with your ass towards the camera. In front of you there is a photo of Yoongi being pinned to the ground by Jimin’s foot while the smaller man fucks him. With each new photo you wish they had at least given you GIFs. It’s like they are teasing you. Giving you just a taste of the things they did to each other.

Your fingers slide backwards to trace your puckered hole while you think about the dirty things Namjoon was promising you yesterday. If there is one thing your boyfriends always do, it's live up to what they say they are going to do to you. It was unbelievable the first time Jimin delivered on his promise to make you come so hard you wouldn’t know your name. All you could do was say Jimin over and over.

There is slight discomfort as your first finger pushes its way into your tight hole. A groan falls from your lips as you sit up rubbing your clit slowly with your other hand to distract from the discomfort. There are noises coming from the phone but they are small enough that it’s not too distracting.

“I don’t understand why I have to do this myself.” You pout without turning towards the phone. They know very well that this is a fun game to you or they wouldn’t have done it like this. Knowing they can’t touch you right now must be killing them. “Wouldn’t it have been so much better to help me?”

“It’ll be worth the wait, baby.” Namjoon says as you finally turn to face the camera again.

Their faces are verging on desperation which makes a smirk creep to your lips. They want you just as bad as you want them. Of course, you know how much they love you but seeing how painful it is for them not to touch you is reassuring in a way. You add another finger in the back, opening and preparing yourself for your boyfriend's gift. You slide the fingers of your other hand from your clit down into your pussy. Namjoon’s name passes your lips as you begin fucking yourself on your fingers. The squelching sound is so loud you are sure it’s all they can hear.

“My love, you look so beautiful.” Jimin says a few moments later as you open Yoongi’s bedside table looking for lube. He has a few options as he’s well prepared for whatever might happen in this room. You can feel your orgasm approaching and you know it won’t be long if you continue at this pace.

You quickly find the lube you need and drizzle the cold substance onto the anal plug. You venture closer to the camera changing the angle so they can best see you put in their present. With the tip of the plug barely inside your puckered hole you finger yourself looking at your boyfriend’s seductive stares. Jimin would be painting your face if he was here.

Yoongi gets more antsy every second you drag this on for. After turning your soft ass towards the camera, you push the plug further inside. The stretch is still a little uncomfortable but you can do it. You take a deep breath as each thrust of your fingers brings you closer to your high. The encouraging noises coming from your phone are aiding the process greatly.

“Good girl.” Yoongi purrs. “I knew you would like this. So fucking nice, angel.”

The moment ‘good girl’ leaves his mouth you are overcome with pleasure and push the plug the rest of the way in. It fits snuggly no longer causing you pain. It feels nice as you wiggle your ass in front of the camera. You want to collapse on the floor for a minute but you get up sending a wink towards your boyfriends before ending the call.

Before doing anything else you head to the bathroom to clean yourself. When you are freshened up you put on the lingerie you bought specifically for this occasion. The pieces they buy for you are beautiful, but there is nothing quite like the look on their faces when you completely surprise them. You take a few photos in Yoongi’s full length mirror. It’s unlikely you’ll ever send them to someone else, but you look hot so it should be documented.

You gather the photos from the bed and put them into an envelope for safe keeping. The envelope goes into your bag, because you’ll be damned if these beautiful photos get thrown away. It doesn’t feel like you had enough time to appreciate every photo. You are sure this will help get you through their next tour and serve as the best reminder of your third anniversary ever. There is nothing like the combined forces of your boyfriend's minds and creativity.

In Yoongi’s closet you find one of Namjoon’s oversized hoodies and put that on over your lingerie with nothing else. You are sure no one’s clothing is going to stay on their bodies for long anyways. Joon loves it when you wear his clothes, especially when it shows off the large size difference between the two of you. Namjoon vehemently denies he has a size kink but when the smallest size gap is five inches and the largest is eleven inches it's kind of hard to believe him. You’ve seen the way his eyes sparkle when he holds you in the air and bounces you on his cock like you weigh nothing.

There are a few things you actually wanted to grab from Yoongi’s apartment before you headed out into the wilderness. Well maybe that's a little dramatic. While the reception can be spotty there is electricity in the cabins. You’ve only been there once a few years ago, but it was by far the nicest camping experience you’ve ever had. The difference this time is you aren’t tagging along with seven members while they are working. This time it is just you and your boyfriends. No staff. No managers. Just a weekend with your favorite people. A weekend to do all the things that sometimes feel so hard to come by.

Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin drove to the cabin together. You wanted to drive yourself but they insisted it would be fun to drive back all together. So you are piling your things into a black SUV with tinted windows. One of the regular staff members, who you are quite fond of, is driving you up despite your protests. Three against one never really works. Thankfully, they rarely gang up on you unless it’s something small and petty.

A number of the staff members are aware of your relationship with some of the members. Most of them don’t fully understand and you think that's for the better. They can’t exactly leak anything if they don’t have solid proof. Who would believe that you are dating three members of BTS and produce songs for their company? That would sound wild to anyone who hasn’t spent a significant amount of time around the four of you.

Minhoon, one of the few staff that your boyfriends completely trust with you, makes light conversation with you as he drives. He has two small children who often visit the company with his wife. You love listening to him talk about his children and his wife. The adoration he has for them is obvious by how he speaks. Will your boys talk about you like that someday when the world knows about your relationship? Will they brag about how beautiful you are to anyone who will listen? Will they talk about your children with as much admiration as Minhoon?

Yoongi is pacing between the fire pit and the porch of the first cabin when you arrive. His face breaks into a wide grin when he sees the SUV pull up. He runs towards the vehicle opening the door for you holding a hand out to help you step down.

“I missed you, naughty girl.” Yoongi says quietly as he wraps you tightly in his arms.

“Yoongi, you saw me a few hours ago.” You mutter despite the blush creeping onto your face.

“Angel, you know that doesn’t count.” His hand slides down to cup your ass. He spreads your cheeks slightly, reminding you of their present. You’ve felt full the whole ride but it was easier to ignore with a very different kind of conversation going on. “I couldn’t touch you.”

“Yoongi!” You push him away because Minhoon is present.

Sure, he’s probably seen and heard worse things but that doesn’t mean we need to add to the list. Yoongi gives a fake pout before retreating to get your things out of the car. Before you can try to get anything another pair of arms is dragging you away. His height is the first give away, but the 13 on his wrist makes you sure that this is your Jimin.

“You really put on a show for us.” Jimin murmurs, turning you around to face him.

“I loved the pictures, but I wish you would’ve stayed with me.”

Another person might think you are really upset they weren’t there, but your boyfriends know you are playing with them. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin aren’t just creative when it comes to music. They will find a way to make you happy even if it’s not always convenient for them. Instances like today are what keeps life exciting and fun. You never know their next move.

“Us being there defeats the purpose of the pictures, my love.” Jimin trails his soft fingers against your jaw line.

After a moment you can’t take it any longer so you pull him down. He lets out a shocked noise as your lips connect. You hope the spark that comes with kissing his soft lips never goes away. Even after years of kissing him in every way you can imagine he still makes your knees weak. Your lips part allowing him to deepen the kiss as you grab the fabric of his shirt pulling him closer until there is no room between you.

“Hey, hey! At least wait until Minhoon has driven away.” Namjoon’s deep voice breaks you apart.

Namjoon pulls you away from Jimin wrapping his strong arms around your thighs so he can spin you around. He does this quite frequently much to Yoongi’s dismay. Yoongi is rightfully afraid Namjoon is going to drop you, but right now there is no protest. Minhoon drives away without another word, probably biting back vile.

“Are you wearing Joon’s hoodie?” Yoongi asks after successfully moving your things to the porch of the nearest cabin.

“It’s my favorite hoodie.” You reply while twirling one of the strings around your index finger.

Yoongi lifts the edge of your hoodie to sneak a peek at your round ass. He lifts it just far enough that he can't see your lingerie like he knows there might be a surprise. You walk onto the porch leading them closer to the bed you so desperately want to be in. When you turn around you see that they are standing right in front of you. Without even trying you have their full attention.

“Baby, you always look best in my clothes.” Namjoon says watching you pick up one of your bags by bending all the way over. The pretty purple gem is displayed for your boyfriends to see. There was no innocence in the movement. You don’t want to wait any longer. A hand too small to be Namjoon’s smacks your ass. “Oh, you're just teasing us now.”

Namjoon crouches down to throw you over his shoulder and brings you inside the cabin. You are giggling knowing this is exactly what you wanted him to do. They should call you the mastermind. He drops you on the crisp white sheets before kneeling in front of the bed. You scoot to the end of the bed so your legs are hanging off. Your second oldest boyfriend’s hands trail up the front of the hoodie and he quirks an eyebrow when he feels lace. Namjoon pulls the hoodie off in one swift motion and his breath catches. There is a moment of awe as he takes in the beautiful sight in front of him.

Jimin surges forward to appreciate the purple flower details barely covering your breasts. He is sitting beside you on the left while Joon’s large hands grip your thighs. Namjoon is wearing several silver rings on his fingers. Yoongi takes the other side trailing his long fingers across your ribcage.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” Jimin says stroking your hair. He’s always the most tender at first, but that rarely lasts long. “Got all dressed up just for us.”

Namjoon spreads your legs with his strong hands, resting himself between them. He leans down to place a sloppy kiss on your thigh. The sensitive skin of your thigh tingles as Joon drags his soft lips across them. Yoongi moves closer, sweeping your hair back to nip at your collarbone. Jimin’s hand wanders to your chest teasing your nipple through the thin fabric of the lingerie. With one hand you reach for Yoongi’s clothed crotch where you find he is already hard.

You reach toward Jimin and pull his shirt over his head, flinging it to the floor. He squeezes your breast before capturing your lips with his. Namjoon is taking his sweet time kissing your thighs, moving slightly closer to your cunt with every kiss. Jimin’s mouth slides down kissing at your neck before taking your hard nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the numb sending shivers down your spine.

“Take your clothes off.” You say to no one in particular.

Each of your boyfriends pause what they were doing to do as you asked. They stand stripping their clothes off while you watch. Jimin strokes his thick cock before resuming his place beside you. Namjoon takes Yoongi’s place on the bed and you immediately take his long thick cock in your hand. Of your boyfriends Namjoon is the longest and biggest with beautiful veins running up the side. Yoongi kneels in front of the bed sparing not even a second before he moves your lace panties aside so he can tongue your pussy. His tongue sends shocks of pleasure through your body.

“Jimin?” You question before opening your mouth wide.

Without a thought your youngest boyfriend starts to do as you asked before Namjoon stops him with a light hand on his chest.

“Have you forgotten how to ask for things, baby?” Namjoon asks, taking your jaw in his hand and forcing you to look at him.

Your grip tightens on Namjoon’s cock stroking faster until he lets go of your jaw. Pretty whimpers are falling from his lips. Jimin brings his cock to your lips and you appreciate the blush colored tip for a moment before swirling your tongue around it. Jimin hisses putting a gentle hand on the back of your head. You wrap your lips around his thick cock trying to move closer. Yoongi has other ideas as he pins your hips against the mattress and latches his lips around your clit. You groan around Jimin’s cock when your oldest boyfriend flicks his tongue. Jimin moves closer pushing more of himself into your mouth.

Namjoon is rubbing his hand across Jimin’s chest above you while you continue to stroke his cock with one hand. Your small hand barely wraps all the way around Namjoon’s length. Jimin thrusts into your mouth, low grunts are escaping his plush lips. Namjoon clears his throat and your eyes travel towards him. You pull your mouth off of Jimin with a satisfying pop. You lie flat on the firm bed and stick your tongue out.

Two of your boyfriends slap their cocks across your tongue while your hand goes to Yoongi’s hair. Your oldest boyfriend slips a finger inside of you, after finally removing your lace panties, curling it just the way you like. He knows how to make you gasp like it’s the first time every time. After three years together his skilled hands know exactly what to do. Your hand clenches into his hair and he groans. Namjoon and Jimin are kissing above you in a way that makes you clench around Yoongi’s fingers.

“Need your cock.” You say between breathy moans.

Yoongi drills his fingers into you faster while still holding down your hip with his other hand. The other boys continue to kiss each other moving further up the bed until Jimin is straddling Namjoon. This quickly leads to Jimin kissing down Namjoon’s torso and taking the older one’s cock into his mouth. Joon hisses as Jimin’s skilled lips work over the hard length. You are momentarily distracted by the lewd slurping sound Jimin is making as he sinks his mouth further onto Namjoon’s cock. Joon’s head is resting against the pillows thrown back with his eyes tightly shut.

“Whose cock do you need, angel?” Yoongi stops what he was doing, sending a shiver of disappointment through your body, and stands.

“Yours, please.”

Yoongi walks around the side of the bed and lies down with his hands above his head. You follow him to the head of the bed and sit on his strong thighs. You grind your wet pussy against his already leaking cock. Your oldest boyfriend grows tired of that very quickly and pulls you down by the back of the neck.

“Fuck yourself on my cock.” He commands, then pulls you in for a heated kiss.

Your hand reaches for his cock and lines it with your entrance. Slowly, you sink down onto his thick length. You whine into his mouth as his cock stretches your tight hole. You do as Yoongi asked and start bouncing on his cock sitting up for better leverage and so you can watch your other boyfriends. Yoongi slides a hand from your hip to your perky nipple playing with the bud while he watches you fuck yourself on his hard cock.

“Don’t you want to play with me?” You ask, eyeing Jimin and Namjoon as you roll your hips on Yoongi’s cock.

Jimin is taking all of Namjoon’s length into his throat, gagging himself to make Namjoon’s back arch off the bed. It never fails to impress you that Jimin can take the whole cock in his mouth. Your youngest boyfriend's eyes turn toward you with his boyfriend’s cock still in his mouth.

“Jiminie, our girlfriend wants us.”

Jimin goes to Yoongi instead of you, but that leaves Namjoon to do what you’ve been waiting for all day. Joon kneels behind you, after retrieving something from the bedside table, while Yoongi pulls you against his chest. Yoongi’s cock slips out of you when Namjoon lifts your ass for easier access. Jimin is patiently waiting next to Yoongi’s head with his thick length in his hand.

“You look so pretty.” Namjoon mutters spreading your cheeks while Yoongi hugs you to his chest. Your oldest boyfriend lightly strokes your hair while your other boyfriend is getting situated. You place a soft kiss on the ‘7’ tattoo over Yoongi’s heart. “You took our gift so well.”

Namjoon puts his thumb against the anal plug and pushes it further in causing you groan loudly. Afterwards he gently pulls it out making sure you are okay every step of the way. He puts it to the side as your hole clenches around the air desperately needing something to fill you up. You hear the sound of a cap opening then a squirting sound followed by a cap closing.

“Are you ready, Joon?” Yoongi asks, moving his hands to grip your thighs.

“Yeah I’m ready.” Joon puts his cock between your cheeks. The tip is just barely grazing your puckered hole. He trails a long finger down your spine before he pulls his hand back to smack the side of your ass. “You ready?”

You nod your head not trusting yourself to say something without your voice breaking. Both men slowly insert themselves with comforting pats and kisses. Jimin sits on Yoongi’s face with his back to you. The phases of the moon on his toned back momentarily distract you from what is happening. Namjoon’s length is stretching your hole causing just a little discomfort. He knows to wait a few seconds before moving especially at his size.

Yoongi’s face is buried between Jimin’s ass cheeks while he tries to match Namjoon’s steady rhythm. Jimin’s hands are gripping the headboard so tightly you think he might break it. Yoongi’s tongue must be from some far away dimension. Everyone that has ever had the pleasure of receiving oral from him has said it’s like nothing else. You wholeheartedly agree.

Namjoon pulls your hair into a ponytail with his hand and pulls your head back. You yelp loving the stinging sensation from your hair being yanked. Pleasure shoots through you while they fuck you harder. Heat is pooling in your stomach making you want more, but how much more can you get? Jimin comes to kiss you while your boyfriends pick up the pace. Each thrust is leaving you more sensitive. You can feel your high coming. The air is filled with the sound of skin slapping and wet kisses. Jimin gasps suddenly and you look down to see Yoongi has put two fingers inside him.

“You’re doing so well.” Yoongi says grunting as he slams his cock into you. You moan an almost embarrassingly loud sound. “Good girl. Let us hear you.”

Yoongi’s thumb slips through your folds to find your swollen clit. Namjoon lets go of your hair wrapping his long fingers around your neck. He applies light pressure to the sides of your neck as he snaps his hips harder than before. Yoongi’s thumb is working in perfect time with the thrust of Namjoon’s hips. An incomprehensible string of names and noises leaves your mouth as your legs begin to shake.

“Gonna cum.” You whine, putting your hand over the one on your throat.

You try to fuck yourself on your boyfriends cocks but Namjoon holds his other hand to your waist. Yoongi chuckles, thrusting right into your G-spot, his gummy smile never leaving his face. How can he be smiling like that when he is ruining you? Yoongi’s finger flicks over your clit faster. Jimin takes one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the bud.

“Be a good girl and cum for us.” Namjoon whispers into your ear, tightening his grip on your neck.

His words are enough to send to you over the edge. Your holes clench around your boyfriend's cock and you ride your high. Namjoon releases your throat when he feels you start to sink. If anyone else were in the room they would think you are doing half the BTS fanchant with the way all you can say is your loves names. Jimin is the only thing stopping you from falling over. All your muscles are giving out in your state of bliss. Yoongi doesn’t stop moving his thumb until you grab his wrist.

Yoongi and Namjoon pull out of you slowly with soft touches. Jimin lifts you off of Yoongi and into his lap. Jimin cradles you in his arms pressing kisses to your nose and forehead. Namjoon crawls up the bed to hover over Yoongi before leaning in for a kiss. Yoongi lets Namjoon get comfortable in the kiss for a moment then flips him on his back. You are always a little surprised when Yoongi shows off his true strength. It’s a turn on for all of your partners. There is something incredibly sexy about being thrown around by your Yoongles.

Namjoon coats his cock in lube again with one hand while the other is lightly sliding across Yoongi’s ribcage. Your oldest boyfriend spreads his cheeks as he sinks down onto Namjoon’s length. His head is thrown back as he braces himself with his hands on thighs that you will gladly let crush your entire being. Namjoon groans, lowering his hands to Yoongi’s hips while you and Jimin watch. Your youngest boyfriend continues to pepper your neck with kisses and you can feel his hard length against your back.

“Do you want to taste me?” You ask Jimin warmly with your eyes still trained on Yoongi bouncing his plump ass on Namjoon’s cock.

“Lie down for me.” Jimin instructs and you shake your head sharply. Your eyes lock on the length still slick with your arousal flopping against Yoongi’s stomach as he searches for his high. “Oh…you want to watch me suck Yoongi off. Dirty girl.”

Jimin goes into a kissing frenzy covering every inch of your upper body with over exaggerated smooches before doing what you asked him. He’s slow to interrupt them and you get it. They look so perfect like this. Yoongi gladly takes hold of Jimin’s head and guides him making him moan even louder.

“Angel, are you enjoying the show?”

“The best show I’ve seen all week.”

“That’s it, baby.” Yoongi says to Jimin a hand threading through his dark hair.

Jimin licks the tip of Yoongi’s cock keeping eye contact with you. He is about to say something when Yoongi thrusts into his mouth effectively cutting him off. All three men moan in unison and you swear if you played it back you would hear three part harmony. Few sounds in the universe compare to hearing the three of them playing together. The loves of your life enjoying each other to the fullest. Jimin is gagging on Yoongi’s cock tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

You shakily get to your knees and pull Jimin away wanting to give Yoongi only a taste of pleasure. He will get frustrated which is a very hot look on him. You pull Jimin on top of you and he wastes no time going back to kissing your neck. Jimin is rutting his cock against your sopping core. After a few moments of this you grow tired and angle your hips so Jimin will slip inside of you. He sighs, carefully pushing himself inside of you knowing how sensitive you must be.

“I’m ready for more, Chim.” You say lightly tracing your fingernails over his shoulder blades.

“What if he wanted to keep sucking me off?”

Your head rolls to the side to watch as Yoongi continues to fuck himself on Joon’s cock. You aren’t surprised it took him a moment to say something. Namjoon is well known for leaving each of you speechless with his many talents, even if Yoongi is doing most of the work right now. Yoongi stills for a second before stirring his hips. A steady string of breathless moans are coming from Namjoon’s mouth.

“I’d rather you fuck me.” Jimin groans as he pushes further inside of you. “What are you waiting for?”

Yoongi leans forward and pushes his hands against Namjoon’s massive well-defined pecs. There is a squelching sound as Yoongi pulls off of the second oldest’s length. The oldest raises an eyebrow at Jimin like he’s trying to assess whether Jimin is joking. There is no hint of joke as your nails scratch at Jimin’s back while he thrusts deeper into you. His cock is hitting the sweet spot deep inside of you. Someone is going to scold you for the marks you are leaving on his back.

“Anything for my Jimin.” Yoongi uses his lower register when he speaks.

The tone of Yoongi’s voice sends butterflies to the guts Jimin is wrecking. Namjoon sits up taking two pillows from behind his head. He taps the side of your thigh and Jimin slows his pace so you can lift your hips up. Namjoon slides the pillows under your ass giving you better leverage and giving Yoongi better access to Jimin’s pretty pink hole.

Jimin’s teeth sink into your collarbone when Yoongi enters him. The oldest moans louder than he usually does and you know he must be close to finishing. Yoongi starts slow but his movements are deliberate. He knows what he wants to do. You move your hips as Jimin’s stills inside of you. Jimin matches Yoongi’s thrusts trying to hold back the noises building in his throat. You and Jimin are moaning in unison, each of you barely being able to contain yourselves. Yoongi smacks Jimin’s ass hard enough to leave a handprint. Jimin begs for more with Yoongi’s name coming out of his mouth several times.

Namjoon is silently watching from the other side of the bed. He is rolling his right nipple between his index finger and the thumb of his left hand. His right hand is loosely wrapped around his cock as he patiently waits for his turn. His calm demeanor is so sexy. You cannot compose yourself the same way watching your boyfriends go at it.

“Can I cum in your ass?” Yoongi grunts slamming his cock into Jimin’s ass hard enough your youngest boyfriend almost falls over.

“Please, Yoongi!” Jimin replies, burying his head in the crook of your neck.

Their skin slaps together while Yoongi’s breathing becomes more erratic. He pulls almost all the way out and slams himself back in repeating the motion several more times until his head falls back. Curses are falling from soft lips as he fills Jimin’s hole. Yoongi kisses Jimin’s back lazily for a moment before pulling out. He crawls to the other side of the bed and flops onto his back.

Namjoon takes Yoongi’s spot watching his cum seep out of Jimin’s puckered pink hole. He hardly wastes a moment pushing himself in and immediately hitting the sweet spot inside your youngest boyfriend. The wet sound of Namjoon fucking your youngest boyfriend is tantilizing. Jimin uses his thumb to brush over your clit while Joon’s hand grabs his left shoulder. Namjoon pulls Jimin back and his cock slips out of you. You think quickly to find a new way to not feel empty.

After moving the pillows from under you, you turn toward the foot of the bed so your face is resting just under Jimin’s cock. Namjoon has both of Jimin’s wrists clasped in one hand while he rams his cock into the smaller man. Jimin is a whimpering mess. He can barely hold his head up as he begs Namjoon for more. You are amazed by the core strength he still has to be in a position where you can still suck his cock.

Your tongue circles Jimin’s tip, lapping up your essence. His brow is crumpled and his mouth is forming a tight O. You lick down his length taking one of his balls into your mouth. A hand caresses your thigh pushing your legs to your chest. Yoongi holds your legs up while he situates himself behind you.

You continue to work Jimin’s cock licking and sucking however you can from this angle. Yoongi’s tongue rolls over your pussy exploring every fold. Jimin’s balls begin to tighten under your lips. You stroke his cock faster with one hand. He may have tried to stop you if Namjoon didn’t have his hands. Yoongi slips a finger inside you along with his sweeping tongue. Each second is bringing you closer to losing it. You curse as Yoongi curls his fingers.

Joon pulls out, setting Jimin into a stable position before he kneels beside your head. Jimin strokes himself in time with Namjoon. You open your mouth preparing to receive their cum. Namjoon pushes your hair out of your face before he reaches his high. You pull your boyfriends closer trying to catch as much as you can in your mouth.

“Yoongi!” You scream when he flicks his tongue over your clit sending you over the edge while your other boyfriends paint your face.

The warm liquid drips down your face. For several seconds you continue to lick at the overstimulated pink tips while they whine. They pull away when they can no longer stand the sensation.

Yoongi is the first to get up walking towards the bathroom to retrieve something to clean up with. Your other boyfriends lie beside you waiting for Yoongi to return. It only takes him a moment to return with a few damp cloths in his hand. He first hands one to Namjoon before turning to you. He carefully wipes your skin knowing that your skin is easily irritated. You help each other clean up then fall back into a cuddle puddle.

“Our curse is broken.” You say wedged between Jimin and Namjoon. You nudge your nose against Jimin’s shoulder. He smells sweet even after sweating from his efforts. “How the fuck did you get Tae to take those pictures?”

“It actually wasn’t very hard. He seemed like he liked it if I’m being honest.” Namjoon replies with a hand lazily playing with your hair. “We all chipped in and bought him tickets to three different Jazz festivals in the states over the summer.”

“He was really impressed by the length we wanted to go for you.” Yoongi says from behind Jimin. “He was happy to help make you happy.”

Namjoon’s stomach grumbles and Yoongi jumps up. He starts getting dressed while the rest of you sit up. You know Yoongi is going to start dinner now. In the eyes of the public Yoongi has a unique way of showing his love. He loves acting like everything he does for you is no big deal. He leaves the cabin before the rest of you have even gotten your underwear on. You smack Jimin’s ass as he leans down to retrieve his boxers from the floor. He giggles getting back on the bed to pin you down and pepper your face with kisses. Namjoon lifts him off of you and sets him on the floor.

“Let's go help Yoon.”

Namjoon hands Jimin the rest of his clothes after pressing a kiss to the top of his head. You watch them leave the cabin before you get up. No one really cleaned up before you started cuddling. Things were just pushed to the floor without a thought. There’s not really a reason for you to clean up, but there is no way they’ll let you help with the cooking. It only takes a few minutes to straighten up the room. It’s ready to be slept in again or whatever other activity might take place here.

Once again wearing Namjoon’s hoodie you step outside to find your boyfriends. In the middle ground between the three cabins there is a fire pit and grill where Yoongi is expertly cooking meat. Jimin is cutting vegetables while Namjoon sits to the side with a book. That is in the best interest of everyone. The last thing we need is the leader of the biggest boy band in the world losing a finger while cutting mushrooms. Namjoon does enough in this world. He is the cause of so many wonderful things. As his partners you try to take any burden you can off his shoulders.

“Baby?” Namjoon questions stretching his arms out to the sides.

You take your place on his lap, snuggling your head against his shoulder. You pull your feet off the ground and curl up against his chest. He kisses the crown of your head holding you tightly against his chest. His eyes fall back to the poetry he was reading and for a moment you try to read along. But unless Namjoon is reading it out loud to you, poetry isn’t really your thing. You relax yourself against your boyfriend breathing in his familiar scent. It’s comforting to be here surrounded by lush green trees where you can hear the birds chirping in the distance. For just a moment everything is simple and you don’t have to worry that someone might take a photo that could ruin your boyfriend’s career.

Over the last three years there have been a few close calls, but mostly because of intense fan speculation. You think because of your position as one of Hybe’s top producers a lot of fans don’t speculate about why you spend so much time with the members. Your name is in the credits of several artists albums and army think you just have a special connection with BTS. Which is true, but you think it’s funny because you’ve produced far more songs for TXT.

Of course, accounts have started rumors but it’s never gotten to the point where Hybe had to make a statement. You’ve seen rumors that you don’t like the other four members because you are mostly seen with Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin. That’s really not true. The other members hold a special place in your heart. The relationship you have with your boyfriends wouldn’t work if you didn’t like their members. They are each other's family and they are your family.

There have been brief conversations about revealing your relationship to the public. Not because you want everyone to know exactly but because you don’t want to pretend things aren’t true. You don’t like lying when people ask you about your relationship status. Jimin has repeatedly stated that he’s ready to go public whenever the rest of you are. Namjoon has a lot more to think about as the leader. This doesn’t just affect the four of you, but a wide number of people. You dream that all army will accept you but you know there is little to no chance of that.

You are about to broach the subject when Yoongi announces the food is ready. Namjoon secures you against his chest and carries you to the table despite your protests. Jimin sits beside you while Namjoon and Yoongi sit across from you. Jimin takes your plate from in front of you and loads it with meat and vegetables before serving himself.

For a moment you eat in silence appreciating the culinary skills of your oldest boyfriend. Yoongi knows just how you like your food. He remembers even the smallest details that sometimes you even forget yourself. Yoongi’s eyebrows are knitted together while he guides the food to mouth. Yoongi takes a deep breath before he swallows a piece of meat and wipes his mouth.

“I’m just going to ask her.” He says looking towards his boyfriends as their backs straighten and their eyes widen. Your stomach drops. Wild thoughts are running through your mind. You set your chopsticks down, not trusting yourself to hold them steady. “Do you want to move in with us?”

“Yoongi! You said we’d do that after dinner.” Jimin whines and you sigh relieved that none of your crazy assumptions were right. They love you. They wouldn’t go through all this trouble if they didn’t.

“He must’ve gotten tired of waiting. We’ve been figuring out how we want to do this for a while. We would really like for all of us to be living in the same place. It’s been three years and I want to stop missing you when I go home. I want to come home to you.” Namjoon says, setting his chopsticks across the tiny kimchi dish in front of him.

“So we’ve been talking about all of us moving into Joon and Jimin’s building. It’ll take a while for them to remodel their apartments into one but we can figure out what to do in the meantime together. We are tired of not coming home to you.” Yoongi’s tongue nervously licks at the corner of his mouth.

“Of course I want to live with my boyfriends, but won’t it be a little complicated explaining why I’m constantly coming in and out of your building?”

It would be a dream come true to finally live with them full time, but can it really be that easy? The paparazzi will notice and that will cause more articles and attention they don’t need right now. You are a producer, not someone who is used to being the focus. Dealing with roaches like the paparazzi more than you do now will be difficult. It’s something you are willing to do for your boyfriends. That is part of the life they live.

“That’s another thing we want to talk about.” Jimin says, turning to look into your eyes after securing nods from his boyfriends. “We don’t want to hide our relationship anymore.”

Fireworks erupt in your stomach. How are they always on the same page as you even when they haven’t told you? It’s like they know you better than you know yourself. You’ve expressed how tired it makes you sometimes but you didn’t think they would take it seriously. They know how well you understand that it’s not always as easy as you wish it were. Bangtan are secure in their careers. Something like this should never derail someone’s career but you are confident they will be fine no matter how many “army” leave. It’ll just make it easier for the real army to see them.

“You want to let everyone know? What about the other boys? And the managers? Are they okay with this?”

The last thing you want is to cause unnecessary tension between your boyfriends and their brothers. The managers you could handle, but you care far more about what the rest of the Tannies think. BTS is still BTS without their company but without all the members they are not BTS. You are happy for this to happen but not if all members are not on board. Honestly you want to speak to them about it yourself before anything happens. You don’t want them to feel pressured to say yes.

“Baby, don’t worry about that. We had a discussion as a team and they were all supportive of this decision. You’ve been with us for three years and we hope you stay for many more years.” Namjoon says with a soft smile. “We are only going to do this if you want to. No matter how we do it, it’s going to be an adjustment for you.”

“We don’t really want there to be ‘Hello this is Bighit Music. Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin are meeting Yn with good feelings’ sort of announcement about this. I was thinking about just posting you on my instagram. Instead of making it a big deal we just stop denying what has been going on. It’s going to be difficult to explain this to some people.” Yoongi gestures towards his partners during the last sentence. “I think that will cause the least definite chaos. We can let people speculate without hiding.”

“I’m ready to do this. I’ll be okay as long as I have you three by my side.”

You hold your arms out to Jimin and he gladly accepts your hug. Namjoon and Yoongi get up and walk around the table to join in the hug. They sit back down and you return to dinner with a light feeling in your heart.

It’s almost like a dream. Everything you want suddenly is being talked about seriously. Your boyfriends are just as deeply invested in this relationship as you are. Not that you really doubted that before now but having confirmation is always nice. You can’t contain your smile. You are so in love you think your chest might burst.

“Jimin, have you lost your mind?” Yoongi says sometime later when you are roasting marshmallows over the fire. You are sitting on his lap holding the stick to roast the marshmallow. Your mind was drifting off to other places not really listening to their conversation until now. “Shake Shack is not better than In-N-Out.”

“The quality of basically everything is better and they have a million more options.” Jimin retorts, crossing his arms. “Say that you’re boring and go.”

“In-N-Out has a nice simplicity and price point. In-N-Out gives you a classic American burger and fries without any confusion. How many times have you ever had Shake Shake? Like twice.” Yoongi says side eyeing Jimin over your shoulder.

“YN lived in California for a year. She’s an expert on this subject.” Namjoon says with a dimpled smile because he knows you aren’t agreeing with Jimin.

You’ve debated something similar to this with the other members and he knows your opinion. Jungkook was especially passionate that In-N-Out was better. You were surprised Taehyung didn’t leave the room with the way Jungkook was acting as if it was life or death. The way they debate things as if it’s a personal betrayal if the other doesn’t agree never gets old.

“Yoon is definitely right. Sorry love.” You blow Jimin a kiss while Yoongi pulls you back to kiss your neck.

“That’s my girl.” Yoongi whispers in your ear sending a chill down your spine.

You distract yourself by making a s’more with your perfectly golden marshmallow. The center is the perfect level of gooey to help the graham crackers stick together. You turn slightly to feed Yoongi giggling when a glob of marshmallow gets stuck to his upper lip. He wipes it off with his index finger and holds it out. Your lips close around his finger suckling until his finger is clean.

Sitting by the crackling fire with your boyfriends is so peaceful. It's amazing that you haven’t run out of things to say in three years. One of them always has a new story to tell you about the places they’ve traveled to. Namjoon often tells you about the strangers he meets in museums and on his long bike rides.

You are the first one to head back to another one of the cabins with sleepy eyes. No matter how much you want to, you aren’t getting into bed smelling like campfire. You head into the bathroom thankful the tiles aren’t cold. The shower is stocked with your favorite products and you can’t help but smile at the extra mile they will go to make you comfortable. You are surprised no one tried to join you. Usually, they jump at the chance.

You are lathering your hair when the bathroom door opens. Apparently you spoke too soon. Jimin is on the other side of the door in just his boxers, which he quickly shimmies out of. He doesn’t ask before opening the door and stepping inside. You expect as much after how many times he’s joined you in the past. You aren’t one to deny him of a simple pleasure.

“Excuse me, is there room for two?” He says giving you his sweetest smile.

“There’s always room for my Jimin.” You say turning your back to the water rinsing the shampoo from your hair.

Jimin grabs your hips leaning down to kiss your collarbone while you continue washing your hair. Your youngest boyfriend’s lips trail down until he takes your nipple into his mouth. Your hands grip his hair, a gasp leaving your lips as he swirls his tongue. He sucks harshly before releasing you and moving on to the other nipple.

You let go of Jimin’s hair maneuvering him under the water and soaking his hair. He continues exploring your chest with his tongue while you wash his hair. If soap is getting in his eyes he's not complaining. You pull his head back, rinsing the shampoo from his hair. Once the soap is gone he pulls you in for a heavy kiss turning you so your back is facing the shower head. His plush lips move against your with sloppy movements like he’s desperate. He kisses down your body leaving a few marks along the way. Once he is squatting he grabs your ass pulling you closer until his mouth is under your pussy. Jimin uses his fingers to spread your lips then uses a flat tongue to lick thick strips across you.

Your hands find his strong shoulders, nails digging in as his tongue lolls over the sensitive skin between your lips coating you in his saliva. Jimin slides his hands to your thighs as he zigzags his tongue causing you to buck your hips into his face.

“Easy, YN.” He warns with a sharp smack to your ass.

Jimin traces the curve of your inner thigh with one hand while he goes back to work licking, and sucking your cunt. He teases your hole with the tip of his finger barely pushing in before pulling away. You whine and he chuckles against you vibrating your sensitive clit. Jimin quickly takes it into his mouth while inserting two fingers. Your moan echoes off the pale tiles of the shower.

“Jimiiiiiiiiin.” You whine trying to restrain yourself from riding his face.

You rock your hips experimentally in time with the thrust of his fingers and he uses his other hand to smack your ass again. You stick your lip out sliding your hands to Jimin’s hair. He looks so pretty with his hair slicked back feasting on your pussy. His fingers curl finding the bundle of nerves deep inside you.

An unintelligible sound leaves your mouth only encouraging him further. His tongue flicks across your clit with expert speed bringing you closer to finishing with each second. He looks into your eyes while he harshly sucks your clit and you can’t hold back the sway of your hips against his mouth. He smacks your ass before fucking his fingers into you harder. You use Jimin’s shoulders to steady yourself as your legs begin to shake.

Warmth fills your stomach as your high approaches. Jimin’s never relenting movements send you over the edge with one last swipe of his tongue. He quickly stands pulling your weight up with him. Your knees are jelly so you wrap your arms around his neck. Jimin would never let you fall. He kisses your shoulder with featherlight touches and you can feel the smile on his face. He’s proud of himself. You lift your head looking into his beautiful eyes for a moment before you pull him in for another kiss.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, my love.” He says after a moment of sweet embrace.

Jimin lathers a washcloth, turning you around so he can wash your back. His hands roam every dip and curve of your body as he washes it clean; sending shivers down your spine as he touches oversensitive areas. He kisses your shoulders tenderly with his hands on your hips.

You help Jimin clean himself pointedly ignoring his cock. Saving that for the end as a little treat for getting through this shower. You aren’t sure how you are still standing. Once you’ve touched every other part of him you take Jimin’s hard length in your hand, squeezing it before he puts a hand on your wrist. You pout, wanting to show him the same kindness he showed you.

“I think Yoongi would like it if you watched him suck me off.”

“That’s a new revelation.” Your eyebrow arches but you release his cock turning to shut the water off.

“Maybe to you.” He smirks, holding back his laughter.

You hand a towel to Jimin before grabbing your own. You wonder what he means by that. Has he been watching Namjoon and Yoongi? Or perhaps Joon has watched him and Yoongi? You can’t stop staring at Jimin’s lean body as he dries off wondering what his eyes have seen. You think after three years you would be used to how sexy your boyfriends are, but somehow you aren’t.

Jimin helps blow dry your hair before braiding it neatly behind your back. He presses his lips to the crown of your head. You are impressed at how good he’s gotten. He didn’t even pull your hair like he used to. Maybe he’s been practicing on Yoongi. Your oldest boyfriend has sent you a few pictures of his hair braided recently.

Jimin gives you one of Namjoon’s shirts and a pair of pink cheeky underwear to put on before you can even look for your bag. After you’re dressed you flop onto the massive bed where your other boyfriends are waiting. Yoongi has his head resting against Namjoon’s chest. You lie your head on the other side of his chest and Namjoon wraps an arm around you. His pecs are actually quite soft when he’s not flexing them despite the insane amount of muscle he has. Namjoon’s bare skin is warm against your cheek.

Somehow Jimin has remained bricked up this whole time. Yoongi’s eyes widen and his tongue darts out to wet his lips as he sees his boyfriend flaunting himself. Namjoon lets go of Yoongi as the latter sits up. Yoongi gets off the bed and walks towards Jimin pulling him onto the bed next to us. Jimin sits with his back resting against the soft gray headboard.

“Make him feel good, my love.” Namjoon’s voice is low as he turns onto his side, pushing you into the same position. He reaches to the bedside table for his glasses wanting to see this clearly. He always looks so sexy with his glasses. You look over your shoulder, heart fluttering at the intense stare Namjoon has on Jimin.

Yoongi meets your eyes before crouching to take the tip of Jimin’s leaking cock into his mouth. The younger one gasps but keeps his hands firmly at his sides. With one hand Yoongi fondles Jimin’s smooth balls pulling another whiny sound from his lips. You watch the movement of his bare skin almost mesmerized by his body. Your oldest boyfriend sucks the tip of the cock with a tight ‘o’ shaped mouth.

Jimin is grasping at the sheets like a lifeline as Yoongi works his mouth down the younger’s cock. Yoongi’s eyes drift to the side checking to see if you are watching. He seems even more enthusiastic after confirming you are watching. His hand travels to Jimin’s abs tracing the dips with his index finger. Yoongi is rutting against the bed in long strokes causing his boxers to bunch up.

“Yoongi!” A high pitched whine comes from Jimin’s mouth as Yoongi takes the full length in his mouth.

Namjoon’s hand pushes against your stomach to bring you closer to him. You scoot back until your back is flush with his front. You shake your ass against Namjoon’s crotch when you feel that he is half hard watching his boyfriends. He puts a hand on your hip squeezing it in warning.

You decide to focus on your other boyfriends. You are enjoying this far more than you thought you would. It’s somehow thrilling that you can’t touch them. Continuous moans are leaving Jimin’s pillow lips as he begins arching off the bed, sending himself further into Yoongi’s ready throat. Tears are gathering at the corners of the older’s eyes as he chokes himself. Jimin’s hands finally leave the sheets grabbing for Yoongi’s hair and pulling him off for a moment. Jimin guides his head to look at you and Namjoon.

“Look at them enjoying the show you’re putting on.” Jimin tugs Yoongi’s hair so he’ll look back at him. “I’m so close. I’m going to fuck your throat.”

Yoongi glances at you again before nodding his head. Jimin holds his head in place and thrusts into the slack jaw in front of him. Yoongi groans trying not to gag and failing. If you weren’t so tired you would jump in right now. Yoongi is grinding against the bed looking for his own release.

Jimin’s moans grow louder until he shoots down Yoongi’s throat. When Jimin’s muscles start to relax after his release Yoongi pins him to the bed and continues to suck the over sensitive length. Only when Jimin is begging him to stop does he pull off wiping his mouth. He stands walking to the restroom with an obvious wet spot on the front of his boxers.

Yoongi comes back with boxers for Jimin and promptly climbs into bed beside you. You stroke his hair as he puts his hand over Joon’s on your hip. After three years you thought you would know everything about what they like in bed. You are happy to learn new things about their preferences that can take your experiences to the next level. Especially when there is almost always another person in your relationship that would be willing to sit to the side and watch.

“I learn something new about you every day, Yoon.”

Instead of answering you he scoots further down the bed to hide his face in your titties. He rests his nose in your cleavage after lifting your shirt and uses his hands to push your breasts against his face.

“Did you just find out?” Joon asks, keeping his voice soft and low. “I thought you told her.”

“You knew too?” Your bottom lip juts out. You look down at the top of Yoongi’s head as he continues to play with your tits. “How long have you been hiding Yoongi? You can tell me anything. Obviously I’m not going to shame you.”

“When you left on yours and Yoongi’s birthday to go get drinks with Chaeyoung and Jihyo we noticed something different when Joon was sitting off to the side watching. Yoon admitted it to us then.” Jimin replies and you see Yoongi’s leg swing backwards to kick him, but he misses.

“That was four months ago!” You say a little louder than is appropriate for this situation. You are sure there is a reason that he didn’t tell you, but you are a little dejected knowing he told your other partners but not you. “He just came rubbing himself on the bed. Think of all the fun we could've had with that. Why are you embarrassed? It's just us.”

Yoongi whines, the sound vibrating against your bare skin, like he can’t believe you just said that. This isn’t even the most casual way you’ve discussed something like this. You aren’t sure why he’s so shy this time. It’s just the four of us here.

“I thought maybe it was just a one or two time thing.” His voice is muffled by your breasts which he is still jiggling against his face. “Then I didn’t want you to feel obligated to not join and I wasn’t sure if you’d find it hot in the same way they do.”

“Making you feel good is hot.”

You take his hand guiding him towards your cunt. He groans when his fingers touch the wetness between your thighs. He tries to touch you further but you pull his hand from your panties. You’ll have plenty of time for that later, but for now you are tired. Yoongi licks his finger clean before turning to cuddle Jimin.

“Goodnight. I love you.” Jimin says and each of you echo his words.

Jimin turns all the lights off and the four of you crawl under the blankets. You are thankful this bed is so large. No matter how much you love these men that doesn’t negate the fact that you need some space. Normally, only one of them sleeps next to you. Even two of them is a crowd on your bed at home. You are a happy fool to have them all here with you comfortably.

Only one man is remaining when you wake to the sun streaming through the window of the cabin. Namjoon is curled up into a ball on the other side of the bed. He must’ve moved away when the other two got up. Quietly you walk to the bathroom to brush your teeth before lying back down. You don’t want to disturb his sleep. Lord knows he doesn’t get enough of it.

While you wait for him to wake up you pick up the book he left on the bedside table. You get through two chapters before Namjoon yawns, stretching his long arms out in search of you. You place the book back where you found it and rush to cuddle into his chest.

“Good morning, baby.” He rumbles his rough morning voice sending a shiver down your spine.

“Good morning, Joonie.” You could really go for a smoothie right now so instead of curling closer to Namjoon and inevitably getting sucked into his charms you sit up. “Let’s get breakfast. Where are Yoon and Chim?”

“They went for a walk. I’m not sure how long they’ll be gone.” Namjoon says, stepping out of bed after placing his thick lensed glasses on his face.

Part of you is upset they won’t be eating breakfast with you. This weekend is supposed to be about being together as the four of us. Each meal is important to you, but you want them to enjoy themselves too. It's so rare they get a nice break away from it all like this. Your train of thought is derailed by Namjoon’s broad shoulders. After all these years the sight of him shirtless stills makes you want to melt into a puddle for him to step in.

His sweats are riding low on his hips showing even more of his beautiful tan skin. You follow him through the bedroom door towards the small kitchen. There is a futuristic looking refrigerator you are sure is stocked with the boys favorite beers. Namjoon pulls frozen fruit from the freezer.

“How’d you know I wanted a smoothie?” You ask resting your head against his back while he plops the frozen chunks in the blender.

“Baby, you drink a smoothie every morning.” He chuckles, making his back rumble against your face. “Even if one of us isn’t here to make it for you.”

“They taste better when you make them.” You reason watching as he adds more ingredients.

He adds the oat milk and starts the process of blending. You make avocado toast while Joon tries to make the smoothie less clumpy. He’s an expert smoothie maker after three years of dating you. It’s not something you ever asked them to do, but like a lot of things they wanted to make your life easier. Even if it's something this miniscule.

Namjoon carries the cups to the small round table a few feet away. You follow him with the avocado toast in hand placing one in front of him and the other on your side. No one speaks as you dig into your breakfast. It’s very peaceful to be here with one of the loves of your life.

“I love you.” Namjoon says while you are admiring the flowers just outside of the window.

Hearing those words so randomly never gets old. Some people think you say those words too much, but you don’t think there is such a thing. If you love someone you should let them know whenever you can. You never know when the last time you will be able to express your feelings is. The tiniest things remind you of why you love your boyfriends and you will take any opportunity to tell them.

“I love you, Joon.”

Namjoon takes the dishes, telling you to sit in the living room while he washes the dishes. You don’t argue knowing he won’t listen to you. Your head rests against the armrest while you stare at your phone. There are a few messages from your coworkers but all four of you promised there would be no work on this trip. Jungkook sent you a video of Bam running in circles trying to catch his tail.

You turn your camera to where you can see Namjoon washing the dishes and snap a picture of him. ‘He’s doing the dishes again’ you write over the picture before sending it. Jungkook has always been closer to you than the other members. Maybe it’s because you two are fairly close in age. It’s a very light hearted friendship where you do stupid stuff together that sometimes makes Namjoon scold you. It’s also a friendship with someone who you can tell anything to and he will try to help you. Having relationships outside of your romantic ones is very important to you. Jungkook may be biased sometimes but he has your best interest in his heart always.

Namjoon’s phone dings on the table and he checks it after finishing the dishes. His eyes widen before he looks towards you with a fake angry face. No one likes seeing actually angry Namjoon. It takes a lot for that to happen so when it does whoever made it happen should be terrified. Namjoon stalks towards you holding out his phone as evidence of your wrongdoing. It's hard to keep the giggles inside.

“Why’d you send Jungkook this picture?”

“I thought he might enjoy it.” You say with a cheeky smile. “It’s not like he hasn’t seen it before. You were his first real crush.”

Namjoon rolls his eyes like that isn’t the truth and joins you on the couch. The truth is young Jungkook did join the company because he had a crush on Namjoon. A crush that lasted well into their trainee days. Jungkook denied that he ever had a crush on your boyfriend until about four years after debut. He went a little overboard the first time he was legally allowed to drink and spilled some secrets including that one. There was also something about Taehyung but you can’t remember what that was about. Everyone jokes about it now, including Jungkook, but at the time he thought it was going to tear the group apart. It was around this time Jimin and Yoongi also admitted to the other members they had a crush on Namjoon. For a while they thought everyone had a crush on Namjoon at some point.

Soft hair tickles your thighs as Namjoon rests his head. You continue looking at your phone absentmindedly playing with strands of his black hair. A huff leaves Namjoon’s lips and you guess he must be tired of the lack of attention. Which is rich considering his head is in your lap.

“Do you want a kiss?” You ask, dropping your phone to the floor and puckering your lips.

Namjoon flips over parting your legs so he can lean in to kiss you. You wrap your legs around his bare waist while he continues to kiss you. His lips part allowing your tongue to explore his mouth. One second you are making out on the couch and the next he picks you up never breaking his lips from yours. The movement was swift and practiced because he’s done this to you and Jimin hundreds of times. Yoongi puts up more of a fight. He carries you towards the bedroom lips moving to your cheek then to your neck. Your hands are grasping the smooth skin of his muscular shoulders.

Once you reach the bed he lies flat on his back so you are sitting on him and pulls you down to continue kissing you. There is a part of you that loves when he moves you around like you weigh nothing. It’s obvious that he gets off on it no matter how he denies it.

You drag your cunt across Namjoon’s clothed cock while you continue to kiss his pretty lips. He nibbles your lip before pushing his tongue inside your mouth. His long fingers grip your hips guiding you as you grind against him. Namjoon groans as your lips suck at his neck just hard enough to not leave a mark.

Your lust is soaking through your pink panties leaving a mark on the front of Namjoon’s boxers. He pulls the oversized shirt over your head, throwing it to the side and takes your breasts in his hand. Namjoon’s large hands easily cover your breasts despite their size. His fingers stroke your sensitive skin paying special attention to your perky nipples. He pulls you forward so he can take the bud into his mouth, sucking lightly until you pull back.

He doesn’t like that though and lifts you off of his lap. Namjoon turns you around so your ass is in his face and pushes your shoulders down. Your face is inches from his cock that is getting fuller by the second. Namjoon takes the sides of your panties into his hands and jerks them away from your body, effectively ripping them off of you. You draw a sharp breath, butterflies shocking your stomach. There is no time to process what happened as he inserts a finger to his second knuckle curling it inside.

You push the waistband of Namjoons boxers to his knees, freeing his hard cock. Not a moment is wasted as you take the tip in your mouth. Namjoon sits up on the end of the bed moving you so the front of your thighs are over his shoulders. The front of your body is flush with his. His toned abs are pressed against your breasts causing friction against your sensitive nipples in a way that makes your cunt throb. Your boyfriend licks your pussy with thick flat tongued passes as you take more of him in your mouth at this strange angle.

When Namjoon stands you brace yourself against the side of his thighs with your hands not wanting the sudden movement to cause an accident. Namjoon’s hands hold tightly to your waist, easily holding you up as he continues to kiss and lick your cunt. Your full trust is in Namjoon as you begin bobbing your head taking him further into your mouth. His long cock hits the back of your throat and he moans against you sending a vibration up your spine.

Blood is rushing to your head as you lap at Namjoon’s head that is becoming pinker the longer you work on it. You take a breath mewling from the way your boyfriend is sucking your clit before taking all of him into your throat. His mouth pops off of your pussy to let a deep groan out. You know if he wasn’t holding you like this he would’ve taken your head in his hands.

“That’s it baby. You’re taking my cock so well.”

You take a deep breath through your nose swallowing around the fat head of his cock. Your tongue licks around him as best you can. Your boyfriend’s sweet moans are filling the room. Namjoon goes back to licking your clit with expert precision until you can no longer take it. Your orgasm is quickly building but you don’t want it to be over just yet. You pull off his length, gasping for air and whining.

“Down.” You ask tapping the side of his thigh like you are tapping out of a wrestling match. Namjoon quickly takes you by your hips and sets you onto the bed with a concerned look on his face. He stands at the edge of the bed looking like a Greek god while he waits for you to say anything else. “I’m okay. I need more.”

You watch as he looks down at you with a lustful smile. He kneels in front of you kissing your thighs tenderly like you are made of porcelain. Namjoon works his way up to your pussy continuing to only kiss you until a finger slips inside of you. He then immediately sucks your swollen clit into his mouth. Your yelp turns into a moan as he pushes his finger deeper inside you.

“You’re so pretty. Still so wet and ready after all we did yesterday.” His hand stills while he finds your eyes. “I’ll try to go easy on you. I know you must be sore.”

Before you can reply to him he’s taking your cunt back into his mouth and begins zig zagging his tongue. You grasp the sheets beside your hands tightly whining loudly. Namjoon pushes another finger inside, stretching your tight cunt to prepare you for his cock.

“Oh fuck.” You say followed by a high pitched moan as Joon finds the rough patch of nerves inside of you. Your orgasm is building further with a continuous stream of moans making it hard to speak. “Need your cock.”

“What was that, baby? Speak up.”

You take his wrist in your small hand trying to stop him. He doesn’t stop knowing that usually you want him to keep going even when you grab him like this. You won’t be able to say this clearly with his fingers sliding in and out of your dripping cunt.

“Namjoon.” His fingers are still inside of you. He straightens up looking you in the eyes for long enough you can articulate a clear sentence. “I need you to fuck me with your big cock, please.”

His eyes widen like he isn’t expecting you to be that direct. A smirk works its way onto his face while he motions for you to move further onto the bed. He positions himself between your legs putting a finger in his mouth to taste your juices. He brushes the fingers of his other hand along the outside of your thigh sending a tingle through your spine.

“Since you asked so nicely.”

Namjoon slaps his cock against your wet cunt with a satisfying noise. He slides it up and down your slit, coating his length in your essence. He holds his thumb against his length while pushing it through your folds. The tip of his dick comes within a few centimeters of your belly button. Something he has noted several times yet he still refuses to admit maybe he has a size kink. He slides his length through your folds several times teasing you until you almost scream in frustration.

“Joonieeeee.” You whine reaching for his cock. “Need you.”

He finally obliges stretching you when he enters your tight cunt. He rolls his hips slowly easing into you with care. Your stomach is warm and you can’t hold back a gasp. Even after all the times you’ve been together you never get used to how good his cock feels. When Namjoon is finally completely inside of you he catches your eye. For a moment you look into his eyes before they dart to the familiar bulge in your stomach. He pulls out until just the tip is inside of your soaking pussy watching how the outline disappears. He thrusts back inside of you with eyes glued to your stomach.

“Can you hold your legs for me?” He pushes your legs towards either shoulder spreading you out for him to admire.

You follow his instruction, placing your hands at the bends of your knees. The new angle aids Namjoon’s dick in pushing ever further inside of you. He fills you up so nicely. His cock stretches you perfectly like you were made to have him inside of you. Despite saying he’d go easy on you, his hips are snapping in and out of you rapidly. It's becoming harder to hold your legs up.

Namjoon slips two fingers in along with his fat cock and you are glad you are in the middle of nowhere. The sound you let out is embarrassingly desperate. This is entirely new to you. He has never done something like this before. Your nails are digging into the skin of your thighs. He is stretching you further in a way that might hurt if you weren’t so close to your edge. You rest your calves on Namjoon’s shoulders, no longer being able to hold on.

“You’re doing so good, baby. Look at you taking my cock and my fingers.”

His name is leaving your lips over and over. You can’t form a coherent thought, you just want more. His fingers curl upwards as much as they can while he continues to thrust into you. For a few minutes he remains that way before he removes his fingers and picks you up again. How can he pick you up like you weigh nothing? He’s so muscular his biceps are quite nearly the size of your head. Namjoon is so sexy when he fucks you like this. He knows it drives you insane in only a way he knows how to.

“You make me feel so good.” You whine listening to his labored breathing.

You don’t even try to grasp onto him knowing that it’s probably safer to let him have full control. His cock slams in and out of you as he lifts your body. Skin slapping skin mixes with your moans in the air. Namjoon’s sweat is dripping down his face, his eyebrows drawing together in his effort. Visible veins are prominent on his arms as he continues to push you onto his cock.

“Fuck. Namjoon! Oh fuck.”

Somehow your screams of pleasure get louder only encouraging your boyfriend more. There is no warning before you are on your back on the mattress being filled with his cum. Namjoon rolls off of you, replacing his cock with his fingers. He takes one of your hard nipples into his mouth and works your cunt dripping with his cum until you reach your high.

He pulls you against his chest letting your head rest on his sweaty pec. For a moment you lie there letting your breathing calm down and waiting for your legs to stop shaking. Namjoon holds you close, occasionally kissing the top of your head.

“I think you’re right.” He mutters perking your interest.

“About what?” You crane your head back to look him in the eyes.

Considering what you were just doing, you think you have a good idea of what he might finally be ready to tell you. Your boyfriends started saying Joon had a size kink as a joke but it became increasingly clear that maybe it wasn’t a joke over the last few months. You aren’t sure why he was so against it when the others have revealed kinks of the same caliber before. Few things are off limits between the four of you.

“Maybe I have a size kink.” He tries to cover his face but you catch his hands.

It’s funny that he can be so confident throwing you around like a doll one minute then be so shy to admit this moments later. You still have his cum leaking out of you. How is he shy?

“Yoongi owes me 26,000 won. He was so confident you wouldn’t admit it until after we get married.”

Namjoon tenses at the word married but quickly plays it off by getting up. Your eyebrows knit together while he walks to the bathroom. The four of you have talked about getting married in some capacity numerous times. It’s weird that he would react like that when he’s made it clear many times that he plans to spend the rest of his life loving you.

You brush it off thinking maybe you imagined the whole thing. Namjoon helps you get cleaned up and ready for the day. He watches you as you put on makeup and brush out your hair. There isn’t a word spoken between the two of you but it's comfortable. Your boyfriend just wants to be around you.

There is a dress laid out on the bed when you come back into the room. It's a yellow sun dress with a white flower pattern. The bodice has ruffles at the top and folds over the breasts to create a nice shape. You tie the shoulder straps then do a little twirl earning a clap from Namjoon.

“You look delightful in that dress.” Namjoon comes up behind you letting his hands slip under the fabric to grasp your bare cheeks. You are wearing a thong for a little coverage, but you thought they would appreciate no cheek coverage. “I almost don’t want to leave this room.”

“Joon, we have two other boyfriends who probably want our attention.” You turn around to face him looking into his deep brown eyes. He’s wearing a white button down with black pants. He looks a little too formal for where you are. “We can have more fun later.”

He watches you walk away for a moment before following along. You decide to head outside wanting to get some time outside in the sun. Namjoon takes your hand in his as you lead him towards where you remember a pond was the last time you were here. It’s hidden away in the trees a few minutes away from the cabins. Last time you were here there was a nice gazebo next to the pond where you sat to admire the fish. Some of your favorite photos from early in your relationship were taken there by Hoseok. Hope films are really an archive of his favorite people and you are lucky to be part of that.

“I think they will be over here.” Namjoon says when you are just a few feet away from the break in the tall trees that leads to the clearing where the pond is.

He’s right, Yoongi and Jimin are standing beside the pond when you approach. They are wearing almost identical outfits to what Namjoon is wearing. Which in itself is very suspicious because these three have completely different styles. You suddenly feel like you are at a music video shoot, but even then they often aren’t wearing the same outfit.

The area looks different than the last time you were here. The gazebo is covered in beautiful pink and purple flowers with green vines weaving through them. They are draped in a way that must’ve taken hours to complete. As you get closer you see that the carefully arranged flowers are two of your favorites. Flower petals are scattered on the pathway leading to the gazebo and there are white benches under the cover. You wonder if they set this up themselves or had someone do this before you arrived. Either way the effort and presentation isn’t wasted on you. The boys you love don’t forget even the smallest details. Maybe it’s easier because they have three brains working together. The sun is warming your hair as you continue towards your boyfriends.

“I missed you at breakfast.” You say letting go of Namjoon’s hand and wrapping one arm around each of your other boyfriends. Yoongi’s hand travels from his side to pet your hair in short strokes.

“I promise I’ll be there for every other meal while we’re here.” Jimin says gently, turning your head towards him with two fingers on your jawline.

His plush lips are about to connect with yours when Namjoon lies a hand on his shoulder. They exchange a glance seemingly having a full conversation before Jimin gives you a shy smile and turns away. Your boyfriends walk towards the gazebo and you are getting increasingly suspicious of whatever they have planned. Was Joon left at the cabin to act as a distraction so they could set this up? What is this? Why do they have this gorgeous set up?

“Yn, come sit down with us.” Yoongi calls when you don’t follow them.

The pretty flower petals are crushed under your sandals as you walk to the gazebo to join your boyfriends. You sit on the white bench between Namjoon and Jimin, who has his hands placed firmly behind his back. Yoongi is sitting on the other side of Namjoon with his hands resting flat against his thighs. You want to say something about your suspicion but you can’t voice what exactly it is. Maybe this is just a nice thing they decided to do in honor of your anniversary. Jimin is the first to speak.

“Knowing you are coming with us into chapter two makes me feel secure. I think I speak for all of us when I say we don’t know what we’d be doing without you. Every day I think I can’t love you more than I did yesterday but every day you show me more reasons why I’m wrong. It doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m doing, I'm thinking of you.” Jimin locks eyes with you while he speaks, wanting you to take in every word. Your heart feels soft as you hang onto his every word. Jimin says things like this without reason often. He never wants you to think he doesn’t love and appreciate you. “You love the purest form of us. You might have met us as BTS members but you fell in love with the form of us that isn’t camera ready 24/7. We are so lucky to call you ours despite what that puts you through. I can’t wait for the world to know about us. I want us to be together in every timeline.”

Jimin looks at Yoongi with a shy smile gracing his face. Your youngest boyfriend’s cheeks have turned pink like he was confessing something. Usually he writes this kind of thing into his songs instead of saying it clearly for you. You appreciate the effort of saying it to your face. How are you so lucky to be loved by Jimin? Head turning towards your oldest boyfriend, you wait for him to speak. Obviously, they planned something and Jimin is looking towards him so he must be next.

“Falling in love with you was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. From the first day I met you I knew it was only a matter of time until you completely captured my heart. I never thought I'd find someone who completes me the way you do. We weren’t looking or even sure what was going on with the three of us when you came into our lives. You’ve made me feel love in ways I didn't know were possible. You've shown us love that’s changed how I look at art and my own music. You’ve inspired our albums in ways I never thought I’d get to experience.” Yoongi takes a shaky breath folding his hands together. His tongue nervously licks the corner of his mouth. “Thank you for staying when I tried to push you away. I’ll stay by your side until the end of this universe, then meet you in the next. All of you know I’m not good at saying this kind of stuff this way. I love you no matter what.”

Your heart is beating rapidly in your chest. They’ve already asked you the two questions that have been on your mind. Could they possibly be asking you to…? There’s no way. Your boyfriends literally just ask you to move in and go public. You turn to Namjoon assuming he will be the next one to give a speech. Each of your boyfriends moves to stand in front of you with Jimin in the center.

“Every day I’m grateful we met how we did. Yoongi had been talking about you nearly nonstop for a week and that made us really curious. It’s not often that he’s like that, especially about a girl. I’m thankful we had an open producer position that you fit so well. You are our glue. You are the one that made us sit down and address that what we were doing was not meaningless. You helped me to feel comfortable enough to finally confess the true feelings I had been harboring for years. I don’t think I really believed in soulmates until you completed this relationship.” Namjoon folds his hands together with a dimpled smile poking through. He takes a deep breath before he continues. “You’ve made me happier in ways I didn't know were possible. Baby, you were our missing piece. Every day I’m more grateful that you chose us despite all the burdens that come with that. There’s no one like you and simply calling you my girlfriend is not enough. You are so much more than that to us.”

Jimin finally brings his arms forward to reveal a black box. A box that looks very much like a ring box. A gasp falls from your mouth as your eyes widen a bubble of nervousness traveling up your chest. Jimin opens the box to reveal an interesting looking ring. The silver band is set with four square stones you immediately recognize as yours and your boyfriend's birthstones. Aquamarine for Yoongi, Sapphire for Namjoon, Opal for Jimin and another Aquamarine for you. On each end of the four stones three smaller circular diamonds form a triangle. They couldn’t have found a more perfect ring even if they pulled every idea you’ve ever had straight from your brain. It so perfectly represents the four of you in an unconventional ring. Your loves know you wouldn’t want a standard diamond ring. That’s not your style.

Your mouth starts speaking before you can comprehend what you are about to say. The slight nerves you are feeling make you say the stupidest possible thing you could ever say. You need to stop reading army twitter.

“Yoongi marry me!” You clasp your hands over your mouth after you realize what you’ve said.

The men in front of you lose their seemingly calm appearance, bending over in laughter. Jimin is all but falling to the floor against Namjoon. Yoongi’s gummy smile appears and suddenly you aren’t nervous anymore. You join in the laughter, grateful that your boyfriends aren’t mad you ruined their moment. Laughing at yourself is far better than feeling embarrassed.

“Just Yoongi?” Jimin questions once he’s stopped laughing with one raised eyebrow. Namjoon has an identical look while he stares you down. They are waiting for a response and you think if you wait a moment longer they might cross their arms.

“Yes I’ll marry! Yes I’ll marry you! Yes I’ll marry you!” You chant looking into another set of eyes each time you speak.

“Baby, we haven’t even asked yet.” Namjoon says not being able to contain the smile creeping back onto his face.

“Let us have our moment, angel.” Yoongi whines so cutely it makes you giggle.

“Will you marry us?” Jimin says pulling the ring from the cushion.

“Jimiiiiiin.” Namjoon whines, sticking his bottom lip out. “We agreed I’d ask her first.”

Jimin takes your hand as you eagerly nod your head. He slides the ring onto your finger and it's a perfect fit. You aren’t surprised that they figured out your ring size despite never buying you a ring before. I’m sure they have many sources that have helped them out over the years.

Your fiances surround you with their arms. For several minutes you stand in their arms not wanting to let go of this beautiful moment. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with these three by your side. Being with them isn’t a burden. If it means you get to be with them forever you will take any annoyances that come with their job.

“What about the rest of you? I want you to have rings too.” You say when they finally release you.

Namjoon reaches into the pocket of his pants to pull something out then asks for your hand. He drops a ring identical to yours in your open palm. That is quickly followed by the other two others doing the same. You look closer and see the inside is engraved with the day you first met as a group. Something about that feels so much more special than today’s date or the date you officially started dating.

“This is going to be more obvious than posting her on our social media.” Jimin chuckles while you pick the smallest of the rings and hold it out so you can slide it on his finger.

“We wanted rings too so we had these made.” Yoongi says holding his hand out so you can place the ring on his finger. “We figured you would want everyone to have something to match.”

“These rings encapsulate us so perfectly.” You mutter looking over the largest ring still sitting on your palm. “This is not even close to what I would’ve asked for, but it’s a thousand times better.”

He holds his hand out and lets you slide the ring onto his finger before pulling you in for a heart fluttering kiss. Which is quickly interrupted by Yoongi spinning you around to kiss you. Then Jimin does the same leaving the group a giggling mess. The sun is shining straight into your heart.

Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin are so proud of themselves as we sit on the edge of the pond. Jimin thought to bring a blanket so you won’t get your dress dirty. Your head is resting in Yoongi’s lap while he plays with a strand of your hair. Namjoon snaps a photo of you and Yoongi with his phone

“We planned a photo shoot for engagement photos in a few weeks.” Jimin says from his spot just to the left of Yoongi. “If you want to, of course. I know even small shoots can be overwhelming for you.”

You are far more impressed that they would do that for you then that he cares enough to say if you want to. They spend so much of their life in front of cameras for music videos, interviews, other content and photoshoots. You think if you were in their position you wouldn’t be planning to spend extra time doing that, but they want to for you. They want you to have precious memories of your engagement.

“I always want more photos with my boys.” You say, feeling your heart flutter when Yoongi smiles down on you. “Even if you make me look like a potato that has been sitting in a dark cupboard for far too long.”

“Yah!” Yoongi scrunches his nose in distaste. “What does that even mean?”

The other two boys scoff coming closer so you have to look at them. Their distaste of your comment could not be more clear. Their faces hang over yours until you cover your face with your hands.

“You’ve seen how the Army, Moa, and even the Carats tweet about you, baby.”

Over the last few years that you’ve been at Hybe fans have found your photos. Until recently your instagram account was private, but occasionally other people would post pictures of you. Many of the fans have said you should debut yourself because they find you beautiful, but you don’t really know what they are talking about. Very few people have been weird since you made your instagram public and you are grateful for that. Though you did delete a few photos that were a bit too obvious. Constantly posting the boys' dogs like they are your own would be very suspicious to fans. Even though they very much are also your dogs.

“Remember what @YoonsKutie said: YN is the hottest producer Hybe has ever had. I would let her map out beats on me anytime she wants.” Jimin recites for what must be the hundredth time since he saw that tweet last year.

“I still don’t know what that means. Do you think she’d say that to my face?”

They laugh instead of answering your question because you all know the answer. Jimin rests his head in Namjoon’s lap and quiet peace takes over. For sometime you sit by the pond watching the koi fish swim around.

Namjoon talks about a trip he wants to go on later in the year. There is an art exhibit in California that he wants to visit and he wants all of you to go with him. Considering how hard it was to plan this it's likely only one of you will go. In the back of his mind you’re sure he knows this, but who knows how revealing your relationship is going to go. Maybe you will need a getaway to another country to let the dust settle. You really hope that’s not the case.

Jimin decides he wants to play video games and heads towards one of the cabins. You remain in front of the pond with Namjoon and Yoongi. Very suddenly you remember what Namjoon told you and blurt out what you said just before coming over here.

“Yoongi, you owe me 26,000 won.”

Yoongi’s head snaps to Namjoon who has fallen back onto the blanket with his large hands covering his beautiful face. A chuckle bubbles out of Yoongi and he squeezes Joon’s thigh. The oldest’s nose scrunches up because he really thought he would be right.

“That’s how you distracted her? You couldn’t have waited however long it takes us to plan this wedding?” Yoongi asks continuing to look at his fiance while Namjoon takes his hands away from his face.

“If you fucked her like I did you wouldn’t be able to contain saying that anymore either.”

There was a time when hearing him phrase it that way would have bothered you, but you are far past that time in your life. You are happy that he finally realized fully how much he enjoys how tiny you are in comparison to him. Jimin will for sure have fun with this when you tell him. You think Namjoon could do a lot of the same things he did with you to Jimin and he would like them. Joon is so beefy the size difference between him and Jimin’s slender frame is clearly notable.

“Was it that good, angel?” Yoongi asks with a raised eyebrow.

“It was an experience I would very much like to relive soon.” You say looking at Namjoon with a small smile.

“Okay, baby, let's go right now.” Namjoon scoops you off the ground and over his shoulder. You can see Yoongi roll his eyes.

Slowly, Yoongi gets up and follows you towards the cabin. You can’t stop staring at the beautiful ring on your finger. Even when you sit down on the couch it's hard to look up at your boyfriend when this perfect symbol of their love is sitting on your finger.

Yoongi is in the kitchen cutting potatoes to make homemade french fries. Namjoon tried to help but the older one insisted that you needed attention. We all know he would just rather do it himself. You wonder if he can read your mind because you were just thinking about french fries not too long ago. It’s not something you typically eat, but he wanted to make it.

Namjoon turns on the large TV and picks a show without much thought. He sits beside you on the couch and you cuddle into his side. Often, you wonder how you got so lucky to hit the jackpot three times. You are sure there are moments you take this for granted but you try your hardest not to. Millions of people would do anything to be dating these men, but you don’t even see them that way. They are incredibly talented with flourishing careers, but at the end of the day they are still just three guys. You are thankful that you’ve had the opportunity to get to know and love every side of them.

Nearly a full episode of the drama passes before Yoongi says anything to you.

“Someone call for Jimin.” Yoongi calls from the kitchen. “It’s done.”

Namjoon sends Jimin a message while you wiggle away from him. You barely let the plate hit the table before digging in crispy golden brown deliciousness. Each of your boys sits around the table joining in the snacking.

The rest of the day is relaxing. Some is spent inside watching TV and some is spent outside. At night Yoongi plays guitar next to the fire and you swoon like he’s never done that before. You don’t think you could ever get tired of the way they make you feel. Even when they’ve done something a hundred times before they find a way to make it unique. Between the three of them it feels like there is a never ending list of songs they are writing about you.

At the end of the night you find yourselves cuddled onto the king bed once again. You are sandwiched between Jimin and Yoongi. Namjoon is behind Jimin with his large hand on Jimin’s hip. Behind you Yoongi has his body pressed against yours as closely as he can.

His lips are feather light against your bare shoulder as his hand slides from your waist. Yoongi takes your breast in his hand lightly squeezing the soft skin. Butterflies spread from your stomach into your chest. You grind your ass back into his cock trying to be subtle so as to not alert the others, but Jimin notices. He scoots closer to you with a mischievous smile on his face. Namjoon moves with him, keeping his front flush with Jimin’s back.

Jimin puckers his lips while putting a hand on your jaw. His fingertips are soft, not pulling you towards him but waiting for you to make the decision. Of course, you accept his kiss. How could anyone resist his seductive pucker? Yoongi whispers in your ear as your lips meet Jimin’s.

“I hope you aren’t teasing me, angel.”

Your mouth opens inviting Jimin in while you roll your hips back as if to prove you aren't teasing him. Jimin copies your motion on the larger man causing Namjoon to dig his fingers into Jimin’s hip. Your hand travels down your youngest fiance's toned abs stopping just above his pubic bone. Jimin’s tongue is mapping the inside of your mouth. The kiss started sweet but your lips are moving together in a way that is far from innocent. Both of you are grinding against your fiances, teasing them until they decide they’ve had enough.

Jimin’s hand slips between your thighs feeling the wetness that just his kisses caused. A low groan comes from his throat as he slightly pulls his lips away from you. Yoongi plays with your nipple while Jimin goes back for another kiss. Namjoon’s hands are roaming Jimin’s body in slow movements.

Your youngest fiance collects a bit of your wetness and spreads it around paying attention to your bundle of nerves. He draws circles with his finger causing you to draw a sharp breath. Yoongi is getting hard against your ass just like you want him to. The thin fabric of his boxers does not provide much of a barrier. He pulls his boxers off before lying back down behind you. You move one leg up towards your chest with a bent knee allowing Yoongi more access should he want to take your bait.

Yoongi’s hand trails down your side letting his fingernails graze your skin just hard enough to make you shiver. His hand stops at your ass, taking a handful and digging his nails in. A moan slips from your lips into Jimin’s mouth as you continue to kiss him. You use one hand to stroke Jimin’s cock while Yoongi’s hand slips further down. Yoongi pushes the tip of his index finger into you while Jimin continues rubbing your clit.

Namjoon turns over rifling through the bedside drawer. He finds the lube and squirts a glob onto his fingers before closing the cap and setting it on top of the nightstand. He resumes his position behind Jimin biting his lip. Namjoon kisses at the younger one's neck and shoulder as he traces circles around Jimin’s hole. Yoongi adds another finger pushing deeper into your wet pussy.

Jimin pulls away from your kiss with a gasp when Namjoon finally stops teasing him and inserts a finger. Slowly, you continue to stroke Jimin’s cock while he drags his finger up and down your slit, stopping when he nears Yoongi’s fingers.

Yoongi curls his fingers inside of you as if he’s trying to pull you towards him. You bury your head into Jimin’s collarbone trying to keep your moans inside. Yoongi moves his fingers quickly in and out of your pussy. You bite down on Jimin’s collarbone at the same moment Namjoon adds another finger into Jimin’s tight hole. He cries out pulling his hand away from your cunt to squeeze your tits.

You curse looking at the pretty outline of your teeth on Jimin’s skin. Yoongi pulls his fingers out and strokes his cock behind you. He brings the fat head of his dick to your entrance but doesn’t push forward. You push your ass back but he holds your hip giving you the smallest feeling of his cock before taking it away.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Jimin, greedy girl?” He murmurs low in your ear.

“Jimin, don’t you want me to be fucked?”

His head is craned back while still touching your breasts. A soft string of moans are falling from his parted lips as Namjoon works with his magic fingers. Jimin opens his eyes looking straight into Yoongi’s eyes.

“Fuck Yn right now or I’ll do it myself.”

“Are you sure about that?” Namjoon says reaching around to take ahold of Jimin’s cock.

Namjoon strokes the younger one's cock with quick flicks of his wrist. His fingers match the pace until Jimin is begging for Namjoon’s cock to fill him up. Yoongi listens to Jimin, pushing into your waiting pussy. You are so wet there is no resistance. He stays there for a moment completely inside the walls of your warm pussy.

Yoongi doesn’t move until he sees Namjoon spread Jimin’s cheeks. Yoongi slowly pulls back and rolls his hips back in with no urgency. Jimin takes your jaw in his hands pulling you into a heated kiss. While your future husbands lazily fuck themselves into you, your breasts are being pushes together by Jimin’s small hands.

Jimin takes your bottom lip between his teeth drawing a soft yelp from you between the soft moans. The room is fairly quiet save to sounds of your partner’s sweet moans and the squelching of your wet cunt sucking Yoongi in. This kind of love making is slow and sensual. Sometimes this is better than fast rough sex you so often have. There’s no rush and you are enjoying each other's bodies. Yoongi isn’t keeping his hands in any one place for too long. He loves the way a light trace of his fingertips can make you shiver like you’ve never been touched before.

You rest your forehead against Jimin’s smiling as he looks into your eyes. He has a hand on the back of your neck that Yoongi stretches up to kiss without pulling out of you. Yoongi presses kisses against your back while one hand wraps around you. His long fingers easily find your clit like they have so many times before. He strokes the sensitive skin around your bundle of nerves for a few seconds before he gives you want. You moan into Jimin’s face at the same time Namjoon thrusts a little harder into Jimin. Your youngest fiance makes an almost identical face to the one you just made.

“I love you.” You whine to no one in particular.

You catch Namjoon’s eyes over Jimin’s shoulder and he smiles. This smile is followed by him pulling Jimin’s head back by his hair. Namjoon kisses the younger one's neck as he glides in and out of Jimin’s hole that seems made for his fat cock.

“I love you.” Joon says into Jimin’s ear.

Yoongi rubs your clit quicker without changing the slow rock of his hips. He feels so good inside of you. Yoongi makes you feel full in all aspects while he’s loving you. Each of your partners has a different way of making you feel this way. You arch your back so you can comfortably rest your head on Yoongi’s shoulder. Your oldest future husband takes the opportunity to use one hand to cup your breast.

He whispers dirty things in your ear as you feel your orgasm building in your stomach. Yoongi moves his hands to wrap his long fingers around your throat and that alone is almost enough to push you over the edge. His grip tightens lessening your airflow intensifying the pleasure building in your stomach.

“Yoongi please!” You whine to the best of your ability.

“Make her cum on your cock.” Namjoon says, looking into your eyes as he takes Jimin’s cock in his hand again.

Jimin reaches forward rubbing your swollen clit to assist Yoongi and follow Namjoon’s orders. Within seconds your orgasm washes over you in waves. Moan after moan fills the air as your partners continue to chase their highs. Yoongi’s hands move to your shoulders as he thrusts deep inside of you before stopping. You feel his cum shoot deep inside of you before he gently thrusts a few more times leaning his head back. You wish he would let you record his moans to put into a song. Once when he was drunk he said once you’ve been married three years he would allow it. So just a few years to go now.

On the other side of the bed Namjoon’s hand is painted in Jimin’s cum. His pretty sounds have quieted. Jimin groans as the older man pulls out of him. Namjoon strokes Jimin’s shoulder before pulling him against his chest.

Yoongi is the first to get up to clean himself. He brings wet washcloths back like the good partner he is. Each of you do as much cleaning up as you can before heading to the bathroom.

Yoongi cuddles against your back with a sweet kiss to your neck when you return. Jimin’s head is resting against your breasts while your fingers card through his hair. Namjoon is looking at his phone with one arm behind his head.

“I love you.” Yoongi says, causing Namjoon to whip his head to the side.

Namjoon lets his phone fall out of his hand onto the floor and cuddles against Jimin’s back with a cute smile on his face. He leans over you to kiss Yoongi, giving you the perfect opportunity to suck his ample chest. Namjoon’s only reaction is a cluck of his tongue when he pulls away. He taps your nose while he scrunches his up in fake disgust. You all know he loves it when people give attention to the twins on his chest.

In the morning Yoongi and Jimin are on either side of you. They move closer as they realize you’ve woken up. Jimin runs a hand through your soft hair brushing it away from your face. Yoongi leans forward to press a kiss to your neck.

“Good morning, my love.” Jimin says. “Namjoon is making us smoothies in another cabin. He said he didn’t want to wake you.”

You love the tender domestic moments you can have on trips like this. In moments like this you almost feel like a normal couple. Namjoon is pouring smoothies when you arrive at the cabin in just an oversized shirt with your other boyfriends following closely behind. You thank him with a kiss to the crater in his left cheek.

Yoongi lets you help him to prepare some real food for breakfast. Jimin sits on Namjoon’s lap as he starts drinking his smoothie. The larger man has an arm wrapped around Jimin’s waist. You and Yoongi join your fiances at the table with the food. They dig in as soon as Jimin slips off Namjoon’s lap to sit beside you.

It's nearly noon when you are sitting on the porch swing of the first cabin you used. Since breakfast you have changed into another set of lingerie with a large shirt over it. Yoongi joins you, taking your hand into his. For a moment he doesn’t say anything staring off into space. You don’t think anything of it until you notice his cock through his shorts. What could he be thinking about that would make him hard just sitting next to you?

“What are you thinking about, Yoon?”

He lets out a deep breath and squeezes your hand. Yoongi licks at the corner of his mouth before answering you.

“Now that you’re going to be my wife,” He pauses like he knows the flutter those words send through your body. “I want to try something that we haven’t done before.”

There is a lot you have done and a lot you haven’t done with Yoongi. A list forms in your head of what you hope he is about to ask. Maybe you should share this list with your partners sometime. Most of the things you are thinking of aren’t a far cry from things they already do with each other.

“What’s that?” Your hand drifts to his strong thigh squeezing so your fingers press into the sensitive skin of his inner thigh.

“I want you to play with me.” His tone is sultry. “I want you to fuck me.”

Warmth spreads from your stomach straight to your pussy and you pull him off the swing. You try to drag him into the cabin but he stops you. Yoongi looks at you with a sly smile like he knew you’d react like this. Of course you would. How could you possibly say no to this man? He was so straightforward with no uncertainty in his tone. His confidence alone makes you want to give him whatever he wants.

“I already prepared the other cabin for this, angel.”

Yoongi leads you down the path to the only cabin you haven’t been in. He pauses momentarily before opening the door and stepping inside. Unlike the other cabins this is a singular room. The window lights the room pretty well showing you a loveseat, a queen size bed, and a thick support beam that you know will be put to good use. Off in the corner you notice a step stool that may come in handy as well. On the bed are several lengths of purple rope, a long hot pink strap on, and what you suspect is a vibrator. Heat pools in your stomach. It’s been quite awhile since the last time Yoongi asked you to tie him up.

You are genuinely excited to finally put the skills you’ve been practicing lately to use. Yoongi begins to remove his clothes without prompt. First he pulls his shirt over his head and you watch as his muscles move. He quickly tosses his shirt to the side and pulls his pants and underwear off unceremoniously. You eye his large cock already standing tall and decide to kneel in front of him taking just the tip into your mouth. Your tongue grazes the soft skin before you pull away and Yoongi whines. You can’t stop a giggle from escaping your lips.

He pulls you back, pressing his lips to yours. His hands rest at the small of your back under your shirt while he pushes his tongue into your parted lips. You can feel Yoongi’s cock against you while you stand taller trying to deepen the kiss further. His tongue explores your mouth just making you more excited for what he asked for. Yoongi’s hands slide to your ass squeezing and he kisses down your neck.

“What’s your safeword?” You ask after finding your composure and stepping away. You pick up a length of rope from the bed.

The support beam is perfect for the position you’ve been studying. You’ve never suspended him before but you are confident in your skills. The two of you agreed to not delve into this until you had taken classes. If you had even a shadow of a doubt you wouldn’t do this. The last thing you want to do is hurt him. Yoongi knows what he’s doing and what he’s getting himself into. He chose a softer rope that shouldn’t leave any marks for longer than an hour or two.

“Blueberry.” He replies watching you come towards him with a length of rope.

“I need you to listen to me and tell me the moment something doesn’t feel right.” You wait for his nod before continuing. “Get on your knees in front of the beam.”

Without a word he follows your instruction falling to his knees on the floor. He takes a position close to one that he would in front of a respected elder. You smack his ass, loving the sharp sound that seems to echo through the room, before taking your place beside him. You work first on the bottom half of this tie. The purple rope is wrapped around each of his thighs separately several times just below where his ass meets his thighs. You spend extra time making sure your knots are secure. Of course, you want to peg your fiance as soon as possible, but you will not put him in danger to do so.

Yoongi remains quiet being a model sub hardly even moving as you continue to tie the rope around his waist. After securing the excess length with several knots you move on to bind his ankles with another length of rope. These knots are far less complex so they take you a shorter amount of time to prepare.

With your short stature it's been a question in your mind of how you would secure him when you decided to finally suspend him in the air. Thankfully, Yoongi thought ahead to bring a stepstool. You take it from the corner of the room and bring it to where you can easily reach the ropes. Before lifting Yoongi you tie anchoring points around the beam.

Yoongi’s feet are held against his ass as you take the ropes connected to his lower body and tie them around the support beam. His ankles are tied separately allowing you access to his beautiful ass. He gasps as he’s lifted in the air but one look at his face confirms that he’s okay. He is using his hands to keep contact with the floor but soon he won’t be able to do that. For him to be at the correct height you first have to lift him up before tying his arms.

“Put your arms up.” You demand feeling yourself getting wetter as the ropes dig into his skin when he follows your command.

“Have you been looking at my search history?” Yoongi asks, taking a deep breath.

“Maybe I just know you a little too well. We do have very similar tastes.”

You pin his arms straight against the beam from shoulder to wrist. The binding starts just below his elbow and crosses in several points to make sure he won’t be able to move. His hair is falling towards the floor and his view is blocked by his own cock unless he looks to the side. You pull the ropes taut hearing a groan fall from Yoongi’s lips. He looks so pretty hanging in the air ready for whatever you decide to do to him.

The stepstool is pushed aside then you decide it’s time to remove your shirt. A whine leaves Yoongi’s mouth when he sees the lacy white set you’ve chosen. You weren’t sure who would see it first but you are glad it’s him. This situation is perfect for lingerie.

On the bed you grab the vibrator and lubricant knowing you will need it. The vibrator is a teal colored wand much like ones you’ve used on Jimin before. There has only been one or two times where Yoongi has asked you to use a vibrator on him. Far more often Jimin will bring them and you both end up using it on each other. He looks so pretty begging me to stop.

“Angel?” Yoongi asks, wiggling his toes knowing that it won’t be smart to move anything else.

“Please be patient.” You say walking behind him and turning the vibrator to the lowest setting.

Yoongi is hanging at the perfect height for you to fill his pretty hole with your strap. Before you do that you have to prepare him. You kneel pressing the vibrator to the head of his leaking cock. A sharp breath escapes Yoongi’s chest and you waste no time spreading his cheeks with your other hand. His puckered hole is waiting for you clenching around nothing as you drag the vibrator up and down the length of his cock. You lap at his hole enjoying the way he can’t control his noises.

He continues to whine while you slurp at his hole. He gasps when your tongue pushes inside of him. Your tongue fucks into him causing his toes to curl beside your shoulder. The vibrator focuses on his tip and you pull your face from his cheeks to check on him.

Yoongi’s face is a little red from being upside down but otherwise is enjoying this. His eyes are closed and his thick brows are drawn together. His beautiful lips are slightly parted as you turn the vibrator up one. He draws in a sharp breath as his eyes snap open.

“YN, more please.” Yoongi whines, shaking his round ass as much as he can in this position.

“You want me to fill your slutty hole with my fingers?” You tease his hole with your index finger as you speak, collecting your leftover saliva.

“Please fuck me.” His desperation is turning you on in ways you haven’t felt before.

After coating your fingers in lubricant you carefully press one digit inside. There is no need to be this gentle but it will drive him crazy. You slide the vibrator against his testicles while adding another finger to stretch his ass. Slowly you drag your fingers in and out of him until you can feel him trying to push back against you.

“You want me to go faster?” You question pulling your fingers almost completely out.

“Please, YN!” He exclaims with labored breathing. “Want you so bad.”

You pick up the pace doing exactly what he asked for while keeping the vibrator on his cock. His abs are contracting as he comes closer to unraveling with every passing second. Of course, you aren’t going to let that happen. You have so much more in store for him. The tip of your finger finds his sweet spot and it's almost amusing you how sexy making him become a mess is.

When you quickly pull away your fingers and the vibrator he lets out a high pitched whine. Yoongi sighs when you touch his tip with the vibrator again, but that sigh quickly turns into a string of pleads. With your other hand you pull your panties down your legs and ball them up in the palm of your hand. Without losing contact with Yoongi's delicate cock you lean over and stuff his mouth with the white lace. His moans become muffled as his eyes widen before showing a new glint that tells you he loves what you just did. Once you’ve done that you pull the vibrator away, turning it off before setting it down. It’s time to give him what he wants.

The pink strap is calling your name so you decide it’s finally time to secure it in place. Once you have it on and are approaching your eldest fiance, you see two pairs of eyes peering through the window. Their eyes are wide taking in the salacious scene in front of them. Namjoon and Jimin try to duck away when they see they’ve been caught but you shake your head.

“Yoongi we have some peeping toms outside. You want them to watch?” Your voice is louder than necessary making sure your partners outside can hear you. Yoongi tries to turn his head but it's hard for him when his head is hanging towards the floor. “You want our fiancés to know that you're my little slut? You want them to see how you take me like a good boy?”

Yoongi nods his head furiously and you motion for the men outside to come in. They quickly enter sitting on the bed without a word. Jimin’s shorts are tented but Namjoon has a smidge more control over himself. That won’t last long you are sure. Not when he sees how you can make Yoongi unravel in a way so different from what he’s ever done with the elder.

Through the mouthful of panties Yoongi tries to say something to you, but is cut off by Jimin speaking. You look over your shoulder at your youngest boyfriend and are a bit shocked by what he says.

“Already so full you can’t even speak properly, kitten? Did YN gag you with her pretty panties? I bet they taste delicious soaked in her juices.”

It’s been a very long time since you heard Jimin call him that. Yoongi whimpers, clenching his asshole around the air waiting for you to finally give him what he asked for. The bottle of lube on the ground finds your hand and you stroke the pink length after squirting a sizable amount onto your hand.

“Now that I’m going to be your wife, are you ready for me to fuck you?”

There is a sharp inhale behind your shoulder back, and you know from years of familiarity that it was Namjoon. A smirk takes its place on your face but you don’t look back instead gently pressing your tip against Yoongi. You slap your strap against him a few times covering the area with lube. Finally you push the tip barely inside after waiting for his nod. Many times in your life you have wondered what it would feel like to have sex as a man. This is probably the closest you will ever get.

Slowly you push inside of him wanting him to get used to it for a moment. The strap isn’t bigger than Namjoon but it’s close and each of you in this room knows that takes a little bit of getting used to. When the entire length is inside your eldest boyfriend he begins squirming. He wants you to move but one side glance to his face shows you is a moment away from spitting your panties out.

“Jimin, can you hand me the vibrator?” You ask, not moving even a centimeter from your position.

Without a word Jimin leaves the bed grabbing the vibrator and placing it in your hand. He leaves a soft kiss on your shoulder before returning to his spot next to Namjoon. You turn the vibrator on once again to the lowest setting.

Your hips pull back until just the tip is being swallowed by his needy asshole. The vibrator finds its way to Yoongi’s cock at the same moment you snap your hips forward. It’s hard to see his face without craning your neck but you are glad you do. He is so caught off guard his groan almost causes him to lose your panties. He bites the edge of the lacy fabric using his tongue to pull it back into his mouth.

You repeat the motion loving the control you have over him right now. Fucking someone in this way is a completely different experience. It’s a bit of an awkward angle to hold the vibrator while fucking him so you look over your shoulder.

“Who wants to help me?”

Jimin jumps up pulling his shirt and shorts off without prompt leaving him in just a pair of boxer shorts. Namjoon’s cock is visible through the thin layer of cloth his shorts provide. This was meant to be just you and Yoongi but why should you deny another chance to be together like this?

The youngest of your fiances takes the vibrator from your hand and kneels next to Yoongi without breaking contact to the older one’s length. Yoongi’s fingers curl as if he wants to reach for something but he can’t. You resume what you were doing by thrusting into him.

Watching the strap disappear into him leaves heat pooling in your stomach. You are pleasuring him in a way you never have before. Jimin licks at the over sensitive tip of Yoongi’s cock while you thrust into the oldest. Your hands find the ropes connecting his ankles to the rest of the knots and grip there. The ropes shouldn’t move from their place even with your hands on them this way. Your grip on the ropes helps you push deeper, pulling strings of muffled curses from Yoongi’s mouth. He’s so beautiful, tied up and left to the mercy of you.

You work your way into a quicker pace quickly getting a hang of the things that are not familiar to you. Yoongi is a lot louder when he is being fucked then when he is fucking you. It brings you a sense of pride knowing you are the one making him feel like this with the strap he picked out. He could just go to his other partners who already have this equipment but he chose you. He wanted you to make him feel like a slut while he hangs in the air.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.” You grunt out while pounding your strap into him as quickly as you can. No longer being able to control yourself.

The muscles of his legs are beginning to shake as Jimin continues to work on him in tandem with you. Yoongi is growing louder with each thrust of your hips. You take a handful of his ass into each hand squeezing hard as you hit his bundle of nerves. It’s a good thing you are in the middle of the woods. Yoongi’s moans just continue to get more high pitched and desperate.

“Please make me cum, angel.” Yoongi begs clearly after pushing the panties out of his mouth with a loud pff. “Jimin please.”

“Go ahead.” You allow looking into Jimin’s eyes while continuing to fuck Yoongi.

Until this point he had only licked at Yoongi’s tip in an almost torturous act. Jimin gladly takes all of Yoongi into his mouth moving the vibrator to Yoongi’s smooth balls. Behind you soft moans are leaving Namjoon’s mouth. With a quick glance you see he’s dipped his hand into the waistband of his pants and is stroking his large cock.

“You’re doing so well, Yoongi. Cum for us.”

He strains against the ropes causing them to dig into his skin further. His high approaches while you and Jimin work to satisfy him. Jimin pulls off when his mouth is full and replaces his lips with the vibrator. The oldest is pleading for both of you to stop as he becomes over sensitive. For a few more minutes you continue to fuck his pretty little ass while Jimin overstimulates Yoongi’s cock.

Yoongi is shaking when you finally pull out of him looking towards Jimin who has his lips tightly sealed. Jimin moves closer to Yoongi’s red face and kisses him. Yoongi’s cum seeps out of their mouths while their tongues push into each other’s mouths.

“Let’s get him down.” Namjoon says and you turn to see his hand is covered in his own lust.

He wipes his hand on his discarded shorts before moving to help you. They aren’t as familiar with the knots as you but Namjoon’s strength alone makes this a little easier. Namjoon brings Yoongi to the bed while you take off the strap. Jimin disappears outside of the cabin while you join your older fiances on the bed.

“That was incredible.” Yoongi mutters against Namjoon’s bare chest.

His eyes are half open like he might fall asleep at any moment. The cum around his mouth is starting to dry. His skin is red where the rope was binding him in places. You trace your fingers over the lines using your other hand to rub circles on his back. Namjoon is running one hand through Yoongi’s hair with the other gently placed on his hip.

Jimin returns with cloths and immediately moves to help clean Yoongi. Each of you work to make him comfortable with kisses and soft touches. Your oldest fiance falls asleep in Namjoon’s arms while you rub small circles into his back. Three of you end up taking a nap while Jimin prepares snacks and a movie in the other cabin.

Namjoon shows off his strength carrying both you and Yoongi to the other cabin with no struggle. Yoongi lies with his head in your lap as soon as Joon sets him down. Namjoon sits on the other end of the couch where Jimin curls up in his lap.

Sometimes you wish you could spend every day like this. You are grateful for your job and the jobs your partners have, but there is little normalcy when you are dating three global superstars. You are lucky for the strength the world has given you to love these men. Loving them is easier than breathing despite the abnormal challenges you face with them. If you had the chance to do this all over again you would pick the same path each time. You are meant for them just like they are meant for you.

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