《BTS Oneshot Book 2》𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑁𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ☾
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I sighed as I looked at the busy street in front of me; all shapes and colors of cars passed by me. I was hoping to gain at least 1 person's attention but it kept failing. I looked like a young teen who ran away from home; especially when older couples or parents stopped to ask if I did.
I was only 20, so why were people thinking I'm a young troubled teen.....well they're sorta right! I'm troubled but definitely not a teen; I liked doing things that weren't normal. I'd steal from gas stations, rob a few purses, smuggle some things on packed trains but nothing more.
I decided to get up from the cold bench that was freezing the back of my thick thighs. It was around 9:35pm so the temperature had dropped and I was walking around in booty shorts like an idiot. I didn't realize I was walking so far that I was met with a long ass line of people.
They were all dressed differently but definitely not in business attire, some were definitely half naked. A few people were mad, some didn't care, while the rest were drunkenly hanging on to someone who was disgusted. I scoffed and walked to the front where the guards were "Hey! We don't accept kids or fake ID's!" I could hear some feet running off to my right.
I chuckled as I pulled out my license "I didn't come to drink! Just need a resting spot for a while" I winked at the bald guy as he smirked. He scanned my ID to check it was real then moved out the way for me "Have a fun night little lady". A few people shouted anger comments at us but I didn't care since I made it into the warm crowded building.
Pink and purple lights shined around the dance floor as the drunk bodies collided with each other. A few sitting areas were filled with groups of friends, laughing their asses off or dancing like fools. The bar was a bit crowded but I was able to squeeze in for a free seat, a tall guy with a buff build was the bartender.
He stood about 6' (180cm) or maybe taller, his hair was cut short...black with slightly dirty blonde tips. He had a few lines cut on the side, he wore a white shirt that was damn near drenched in sweat but it definitely showed off his jiggly pecs. He spotted me and walked over with a dimple smile that gave very much light skin energy!!!!
His deep voice entered my ears over the pumping music "Hey little lady! How can I serve you?" I actually didn't mind this Greek god of a man calling me that. I answered with a gentle tone "Oh I can't drink anything yet! Sorry" it was gentle but I still had to yell over music and loud people. The tall man nodded "We serve non alcoholic drinks too, don't worry" he winked and I damn near tingled at it.
I almost slapped myself because why would my body want to react to a bartender...especially since he married when I saw his gold diamond studded ring. As I sipped on the 'free' water with lime; a deep grim voice attacked me from behind "Hey hyung! Let me get a strong whiskey sour on ice!" He said. I had to clear my throat to cover up the slight whimper from my lips.
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I wasn't desperate but I loved hearing a man with a deep voice, especially when they were serious about something. I wanted to see who owned the voice so I immediately turned around and wasn't disappointed. A tall guy but a bit shorter than the bartender stood to my left; his hair looked wet like it was rained on so it was in loose curls. It was long and he had to shake it out his face, he had a small reddish colored scar below his left eye.
He wore a leather jacket, a black shirt, black leather pants that hugged his thick thighs, and black boots to finish. His shirt was tucked in so you could see the outline of his slim waist but he was still buff. He reached for his drink and I saw his tattooed hand, I could see from his exposed wrist that he had more up his right arm. I wasn't about to wait for him so I took my first chance "Hey you sexy stallion!" I slightly yelled in his ear.
He turned to face and hot damn was he even more sexy! He had large doe eyes that gave out innocence but the look in them were cold, a slightly big nose, then his cute pink lips. The bottom was plump but top was a bit smaller, his sharp jawline looked clenched as if he was mad. It did nothing but turn me on to the max; my trance was broken when he snapped his fingers in my face.
"Hey baby! Are you gonna talk to me then blank out?" His voice was so attractive and made my bones shiver in excitement but I shook my head. "Sorry...I can't help it when I see such a hot guy" my tone was awestruck because it was true. I mean who wouldn't stare at a man like him "What's your name cutie?" I giggled then leaned in "It's whatever you want it to be...".
He smirked then downed his drink before looking me up and down, his eyes stopped at my bare thighs as I caught him licking his lips. I felt myself drip with lust as how his eyes turned to hunger; he softly traced his right hand up my thigh. He twirled there cut up strings on my shorts as he started to speak "How about we...go somewhere more quiet?" I nodded like it was nothing.
Could I be talking to some mafia? Maybe!
Could I be about to fuck some married guy with a possible child (or kids)? Yup!
But did I give a fuck?? Absolutely NOT!
I'm young and deserve to life live on the edge; I mean it was his choice to move me to the back rooms that were meant for sexual purposes. The room was oddly different but I didn't judge; we walked in to a purple lit room, wasn't too bright but not super dark. The room was a nice size, it had a large circle shaped bed in the middle with black silk bedding. A medium sized deep purple couch to the right of a wall with fairy lights hanging down. To the left was a stripper pole; just in case some people wanted s private dance, then a black door that I eventually found out led to small bathroom.
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"My friend owns the place so I get a free suite room...just in case I come into a situation" he looked at me as he stripped off his jacket. I felt myself getting wet as I looked at his buff arms; the tattoos littering his skin, the veins on his hands to his forearms, the way he also had large pecs. "Like what you see baby?" I nodded out of words, I wanted to say how sexy he was but my words were trapped.
I walked up to him, grabbing him by his wet hair and pulled his face to me so I could taste his lips. They were so soft and felt lovely against mine, especially when I could taste what he drunk. The taste of whiskey and slight cigarette made my head feel woozy or maybe because he was touching my body. I didn't realize he had me on the bed, his hands rubbing against my smooth legs to my hips.
I wasn't slim but not too big; I was in the middle with curves on me that some men couldn't handle. He started kissing down my neck but wasn't doing much to leave marks, but it all felt good on my hot skin. I mumbled in a farcical way "Do you think you can handle me?" I almost whined at his deep chuckle against my neck. "You better hope you can handle me" he said as he lifted his body then complete undressed.
I couldn't help but to drool over his body, he was buff and waist was slim! His body was proportional; his thick thighs were amazing but his hard thick cock was more appealing. I noticed it had a slight curve to the right, veins protruding through it, the tip was a pretty pink and mushroom shaped. He was a bit above average but I was a big girl, I can take it.
I stripped off my white 'Diesel' shirt and blue Jean shorts; I was highly glad I wore a pink matching thong. I laid back as I spread open my legs, I wanted to be more appealing so I bent them back to where I grabbed the back of my ankles. I was pretty flexible so I loved seeing how his cock jumped at how spread I was for him. "Damn baby...I didn't know you could do that" I bit my lip as he softly rubbed 2 fingers on my wet slit.
"Mmm...won't you tell me your name?" I moaned out as he pushed his fingers inside my hole. He bit his lip as he watched how my hole took his long fingers "What for? You might be some undercover cop..." I breathed out small moans as he fingered me slowly. "Ahhh...if I was a cop...mmm I wouldn't do this to catch youuuu" my back arched slightly as his leaking tip rubbed my clit.
"You're right baby...I'm Jungkook...scream it for me!" I was about to sass back but I moaned out as his large cock penetrated my walls. I could feel how deep he was and the way he stretched me out, I felt so full and he hasn't even moved yet. "Uhhh my god! You're soo big" he breathlessly chuckled as he started bucking his hips, it was deep but not so rough thrusts. My eyes rolled back as I felt every inch rubbing my walls; it felt like paradise as he fucked me.
His groans were so sexy as he kept watching his cock disappear into my pink hole, I wanted him to use me for his pleasure. "Ughh..fuckk you're so tight baby!" He thumbed my clit making my moans higher pitched "This little pussy is so wet! Hmm it's taking me so good babyy". I never experienced a guy who would talk during sex, let alone just moan for me. Jungkook was different and knew how to pleasure me; if I was some dumb chick who fell in love quick...I would've been fell for him!
My toes curled as his tip hit my cervix; it was slight pain but the pleasure outweighed it. My breathes were getting quicker as he pounded into me harder, I could feel the way his cock throbbed inside me. "Ouu shit Jungkook!" My tongue lolled out my mouth as I made the 'hentai' face, his cock did many wonders to me.
I felt like I would cum in a instant but I held it back; I yelped as his hand slapped my clit "Don't hold it baby...I want you to cum for me.." the look in his eyes were blown with lust. His hips were stuttering as he got out of rhythm, he was so close to cumming and he was bringing me past the edge. He hand constantly smacked over my clit as I felt legs trembling, I felt like something was gonna wash over me.
My whimpers were getting louder and so did his grunts; he gripped my hips as he pounded deeply into me. My eyes rolled back so far I saw white as I orgasmed over his cock, I felt liquid shooting out. My vision came back as I saw his chest and stomach were wet; I actually squirted on him. "Ohh shit..I'm cumming" he groaned as pulled out and came over my wet lips then rubbed the soft tip over my drenched pussy.
We were both breathing hard but still hand stamina to move, my legs were wobbly but I was able to make it to the bathroom. We both cleaned ourselves off and got dressed; I grabbed the door handle as I saw him putting his jacket on. I smirked at his gazing look "Maybe I'll see you next time" he chuckled with a nod.
"Most definitely....maybe next time we can go all night" he winked and I left the club, I didn't want s relationship but I most definitely was gonna have him as something else.
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