“I’m maybe maybe not going to last, ” Taehyung groans out, his face scrunching up.

“I’m maybe maybe not going to last, ” Taehyung groans out, his face scrunching up.

Jungkook had been straight straight right back in the sleep you were too occupied with Tae’s tongue massaging yours to notice behind you, doing something but. Taehyung’s lips had been therefore soft, they made you melt. Even though he pulled away and trailed kisses that are sloppy your jaw and down your neck, you needed to grip onto their locks and groan. You had been distracted. That’s what Tae ended up being doing, distracting you against whatever Jungkook was going to do.

“Going down, ” the maknae whispers to your ear and also you gasp when his arms are in your hips and pushing you straight down. You whine and Taehyung groans profoundly, his upper body vibrating, as Jungkook sinks you down onto their Hyung. You scarcely have any time for you to adjust before Jungkook’s flared tip is pressing at your entry too.

“Fuck, ” you breathe away during the stretch as he gradually begins pushing in. “Guys. Guys no. We can’t. ”

“You can and you also will, ” Jungkook growls, baring his teeth over your bare neck and biting down.

Their big fingers grip the globes of the ass, razor- razor- sharp finger nails searching in to the flesh that is fat keeping them aside. He abruptly thrusts ahead, burying himself totally into you close to Tae, whom moans during the delicious friction on their cock. Jungkook had been panting in your ear, at the very least decent sufficient to let you conform to both the boys’ sizes stretching you wide.

“Fuck, ” he curses. “You’re…really. Tight. ”

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