《BTS Oneshot Book 2》𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤
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The fresh and funky years of the 70s into the 80s was definitely the grooviest decades. You get to see many people walk down the street in their outfits of many colors and patterns. Different hairstyles, all kinds of body shapes, or just seeing things that...were just right.
Of course not everything was good but that's in every decade, we just speaking on the good things baby. White and black people were slowly coming together, mainly cause of the music that was booming just about anywhere. A few more races of people moved toward America cause it was easier to get in now.
Funky clubs were open on any street you could think of, everyone getting their chance to enjoy themselves. Nice little dinners to enjoy food, skating clubs where you show off your moves to fresh tunes. This seemed like the perfect type of environment where everyone was happy and being themselves no matter what!
Especially when it came to a couple...it was 3 of them, just causally riding around in a yellow van to venues. The beautiful woman was a singer; her voice could get anyone to sing along. Her 1st boyfriend was a rapper but could put instruments together and make a hit. Her 2nd boyfriend being the smoothest singer and had the looks to draw anyone in.
Their names being Ricca, Yoongi, and Taehyung. A poly couple of 2 Korean men who are whipped for a pretty Black woman.
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Sitting in the van that held me and my 2 boyfriends, it was the year of 78' and we were different apart from most. The era of couples bringing in an extra partner was different or the fact we were interracial. I was 25 at the time; puffing my Afro in the side view mirror, making sure my lipstick wasn't smudged.
My dress was to my knees, being a black color to go with my dark skin tone...of course I matched with some red heels. Deciding to wear light jewelry that wouldn't cause too much attention but what woman didn't own a pair of extra large hoops. My eldest boyfriend who's 28 was driving the van we used to take ourselves to venues who wanted our music.
His hair was a naturally curly mullet, covering his eyebrows but great at showing his round face. Wearing a leather jacket with a bedazzled shirt underneath, matching leather pants and ankle high boots. He wasn't the type to wear much jewelry either so, he just wore a thing necklace with our promise ring on his left hand. That was Yoongi and my 2nd boyfriend being named Taehyung was a bit different.
He was 26; hair almost in a mullet style but a lot longer than Yoongi's, almost feminine like. It definitely fit his face that was more square shaped than round and bangs slightly showed his thick brows. Wearing a long black trench coat with a deep purple button up, black slacks and ankle high boots to match Yoongi's. He wore small silver hoops and our promise rings with a matching bead bracelet he made out of boredom.
He was sitting in the back, we were able to fit in a small foldable couch if someone wanted to sleep. Or if we decided to invite a few friends along with us, but that barely happened since we traveled with just us 3. KISS was playing on the radio as we drove through traffic, a few horns were blowing but that wasn't nothing new.
People walking or skating down the sidewalks looking funky in their clothes, loved seeing all the different patterns.
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Yoongi grunted bringing me out my calm thoughts, I looked past a few cars to see that a taxi T boned a red Ford Pinto. "Dang man...it looked new too!" I said as a young man stepped out yelling at the taxi driver who seemed too old to be on the road. Tae was in the back staring at the roof of the van so he wouldn't be much help to talk about the accident.
Yoongi had patience but he definitely hated traffic when he had to drive. I kissed his cheek softly "Don't worry bout it Honey...people gone see it and know this happened" he nodded, crossing his arms to keep calm. I heard shuffling in the back before a deep voice came between me and YoongiWe both groaned at our boyfriend...who was just a bit behind, but we still loved him.
I looked back to see Tae with wide eyes "Yes baby...another one." He nodded slowly before reaching into the small blue cooler, grabbing 3 Cola's. he handed 2 towards us, I grabbed them and handed one to Yoongi who still looked upset. We turned the radio down as some news station played
"Hey groovy people who listening out there! This is your MC Terry Lee...here to give you the recent news!"
Most of the radio stations had some guy who sounded like he was high or as well say "So chill" but we knew it was pot (weed).
"There's been a wreck in the middle of Sutton road...this is causing a block on Kings View and Percy Avenue. It was Red Ford Pinto that was hit from the drivers side by a good ole taxi cab...seemed like my man had too much to drink today! This means if you were expecting the performance by the 'Disciples Of New York' as they will be stuck in this traffic!"
"Performance may be pushed back for another 2 hours my gals and bros! This is your MC Terry Lee...keep being groovy as we play 'It's my party by Lesley Gore'."
The station went back to the music, at least they thought about us. "Well... at least we won't get in trouble!" I say then Tae adds "Which causes me and Yoongi to look back at him. Yoongi groaned out as he rubbed his large hands over his face, I grabbed them quickly. "Don't mess ya makeup up! It took me a hour to do that!"
Tae giggled Yoongi turned his head towards the window so we wouldn't see his red cheeks. I soothed my left hand on his right thigh, mainly on his knee as we waited.
Aftrr 30 minutes or so; the traffic finally cleared and we were on our way to the Silver Jade venue. We had to go around back, mainly cause we don't have a driver and Yoongi hated being crowded by a bunch of fans. Tae said as he peeked through the window, he was right it was definitely a lot more people waiting outside.
Yoongi said as we pulled down a small alleyway, leading us to the back where performers usually park. We parked next to blue Toyota, I almost rolled my eyes knowing who owned this car. The couple getting out, we weren't the only interracial couple around. A man got out the drivers side; he was perfection in all it's glory, silky blonde hair and the face of an angel.
Lips so plump you could kiss them from a mile away, his girlfriend being taller than him and a beautiful black woman as well. Her skin was lighter than mine; she held a larger Afro on her head to get better compliments, wearing a dashiki with matching yellow heels. Tae said with annoyance, we didn't like the duo.
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Yeah they may have looked good and had more money... but I could've sworn the devil made them himself. Justice was 22 and Jimin was 26 like Tae, just a few months older... also being Korean like my boyfriends. They strolled to the back of their car, picking out a pack of cigarettes to smoke before going in. I rolled my eyes as I got out the car; Tae opened the back so we could grab the guitars, while Yoongi simply stood by the back doors.
"Well well...look who came to show out! The Disciples of New York ha haaaa!" Jimin always found a way to tease us over us name.... coming from a guy who tricks his women out. "Hey Jimin... no one even spoke to you.." I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my guitar case, Yoongi had his, and Tae with his drum sticks in his left hand. Justice cleared her throat a few times, I looked at her like she was weird "You need something doll?"
She gasped then stopped herself as she smoothed her dress down, I could spot the little wrinkles. "Don't say that... but how are you Big Ricca?" Clenching my jaw so I didn't say nothing out of line, I gave her a fake smile "Oh I'm great! How are you Miss 'I spread my legs for my boyfriend's customers!' ?". They both gasped as we walked away making sure our doors were locked, last time they tried to steal out drinks.
"Such a dumb pimp! He can get all these women but can barely keep them hydrated... shame man" I said as the boys giggled behind me, we needed to focus on practice more than those crows. 'Stayin Alive' was blasting through the speakers, we could see a few people either seated at tables or dancing to the music. Tae said while tapping his foot, he was adjusting his drums to fit his height.
Yoongi was strumming his guitar quietly as I did the same but practicing my vocals, "La la la... mi mi mi!" Matching with the beat randomly. We didn't do all the mangers crap cause most of them just wanted to use us, or barely give us a portion of the money we earned. "Alright ladies and fellas! We will be introducing the Disciples of New York in 30 minutes... so stay tight but groovy!" The announcer voiced out on the mic.
Tae took his coat off; undoing a few buttons so he could move his arms easier, Yoongi kept his jacket zipped up but still looked good. Yoongi grunted out as he took a sip of warm water, I was sipping water too but just nodded. I lifted my right hand to stop Tae, he was the main one who would talk back to Yoongi.
The announcer came to us making sure we were okay, of course without bringing up that we're gonna be big some day. I stood up by the mic, Yoongi being to my far right and Tae between us on the drums. We were performing 'One way or another' (it's by Blondie originally) as the curtains pulled back, we were met with screams and claps. I was strumming my guitar as I sung the song with my chest, the crowd was definitely enjoying it.
I could spot Jimin and Justice in the back, both by the bar sipping on Coke looking jealous. They only followed behind us to catch us 'mess up' but that won't happen doll. The crowd was dancing along to our song, couples dancing around in their own styles. 'Call me' (also by Blondie) being out last song, we did a few indie with rock type songs. It just fit our styles better than most songs we did, so why not keep the style up.
We waved goodbye and exit stage left; people were still clapping until random songs started playing, mainly to keep 'em moving and grooving. A tall man walked up to us as we were packing our guitars up, Tae being mr muscle man took it to the van for us. "Hey guys! Such a fantastic job you did out there! My name is Johnny Smith... a man looking for the Next. Big. Thing ya digg?"
I looked at this Johnny guy with a sour expression, Yoongi was behind me making sure the guy wasn't trying no funny business. "Look here... Johnny? We don't do deals... thanks but no thanks" he fake groaned, waving his hands like it didn't matter. "That's alright... but you guys should definitely have your music... on all radio stations!" I blinked nonchalantly, he definitely wanted somebody apart of his wack no name company.
"What's your company name... Johnny?" He showed a silver business card as it started 'SM Entertainment'. Yoongi chuckled to himself Grabbing my waist as he walked us outside. The night was cool, streets were still busy as people walked around enjoying themselves.
There was a fairground not so far away, so we spotted some families driving towards it "Hmm... definitely nice out here." Yoongi agreed in a hum. Not even 5 seconds later, Tae damn near broke the doors down while holding 3 empty glasses and a bottle of Scotch. I chuckled as I sat on the back of the van.
It was Tae, me in the middle, then Yoongi to my right. We kept our door closed but the front windows were cracked open to give us air "Definitely needed this!" I said with a sigh. Tae filled our glasses with ice then slowly poured the brown liquor, handing us the glasses back with a little peck on the lips. Yoongi asked as he swirled them scotch in the glass, I always admired that man's hands.
Tae put on some music from the boom box, turning back to look at us we waited as he did a teasing smirk. I laughed, even when Yoongi agreed to it. We clinked out glasses; chugging down the liquid like it was water, definitely was a new bottle. "Ahh... I agree! We're a great relationship no matter what the people round here say.." they both nodded as Tae refilled our glasses.
Yoongi lightly smacked his hand Tae chuckled while putting the half empty bottle down by his ankle. I softly chuckled, I was waiting for a pointless argument to happen. "It don't matter boys! We're having a chill time... so why not just waste the night away here" Yoongi eventually agreed and Tae gave him a fist bump.
We had talked for a few hours, drinking glass to glass of the scotch that ran down our throats easy. I still had some sense in me.... Tae being on the drunk side and Yoongi's cheeks were pink but still in control. Tae chuckled out, his shirt was unbuttoned all the way showing his light trace of abs. His pants were somehow unbuckled and shoes long gone, Yoongi was damn near the same but half of his shirt being buttoned.
"What you wanna do Tae baby?" My voice coming out smooth, Yoongi lightly kissing my right shoulder. My dress was unbuttoned, so he was able to pull out my clothed breast busting out my bra. Tae whispered as he got between me and Yoongi, he was kissing over my calf's up to the end of my dress. Yoongi looked down to him His voice being deeper but held authority. Tae quickly helped me out my dress; along with my bra but kept my laced panties on, not before kissing over my camel toe.
I sat back down as Yoongi got down from the couch but sat on his knees, he pulled Tae in the same movement He winked. I giggled as I watched them completely undress, I wasn't surprised when they didn't wear underwear. "Hmm.. y'all were planning this huh? Dare not to wear boxers... you wanted to show off what belongs to me?" They shook their heads as they looked down to the carpeted floor. Tae whimpered out, I ran my fingers through his hair, lightly pulling it.
Yoongi was calmly waiting for me to pull his bit I teased him by patting his head "Such a cute puppy and kitty... both being mine... just mine!" They both whined at my words. I pulled on Yoongi's hair to have him look at me "I want to see you... kiss puppy... now.." he nodded as he faced tae. Leaning in; they did a sweet kiss, I watched as their pink lips collided together. The small sounds of lip smacking echoing past the music, they kept their hands behind their back while kissing.
I could see Yoongi's tongue slip between Tae's lips, my puppy happily flicking his tongue along with him. "So beautiful my babies... so so pretty.." I mumbled, I was laying back with my legs crossed as they slowly pulled back heavy breathingYoongi asked, I nodded as he got closer to me. I gave him a deep kiss, I didn't let him taste my tongue but I slightly sucked his. Moving my head to the left where a impatient Tae was hungry to feel my lips on his, slipping his tongue in on purpose.
I wrapped my hand around his neck, pulling myself back to look at him with sternness "Who said to use your tongue little puppy? Are we already being dumb Hmm?" He shook his head. I scoffed, leaning back to slide my panties down my shaved legs. I put my feet on the couch, making sure my legs were spread enough "Since you want to kiss so bad... come kiss my other lips"
I waved Tae over, quickly getting between my thighs kissing my inner thighs towards my wet pussy. "Kitty... let mama stroke that pretty thing.." he got up to sit next to me, I spit on my hand wrapping it around his thick cock. His wasn't that long but thick enough to give me a good stretch, the tip being a pretty pink, matching his lips. Tae's had more of a tan, longer and still thick.. he was just more sensitive than Yoongi.
"Mmm... so good puppy! Use that tongue baby..." I moaned out, my right hand slowly pumping Yoongi while my left hand gripped Tae's hair. He was flicking his tongue on my clit, licking down to my hole then back to suck my clit like a hungry baby. "He looks cute doesn't he kitty?" Yoongi mindlessly nodded, I slightly smacked his tip making him whimper in alert. "Pay attention or I'll make you sit and watch!" He nodded with his cat like eyes fluttering at me, he looked down to watch Tae eat me out.
I smiled as Tae worshipped my cunt like it was higher than any being. "Slide over baby... let kitty join you." He nodded scooting more to my left, as Yoongi climbed down to join him. Yoongi went right to my clit, kissing my pussy like they were my lips as Tae was flicking his tongue at my hole. "Uhhh... shit! So... so damn good boys..." my eyes were rolling in the back of my head, my hands grabbing at my soft Afro. They were getting greasy from the oils but I didn't mind, quickly grabbing their heads to get closer to my pussy.
My chest was heaving as I felt myself growing closer to cum, my moans echoing throughout the van not caring if anyone heard me. "Ohh.. yes... yes... you're gonna make me cum! Make ma'am cum.." they switched positions, quickly lapping at my soaking wet cunt. I felt myself get wetter, hearing the noises as they ate me with their hearts content. "Ahhh... f-fuck yes!" I moaned out as I squirted my juices on their faces and mouths, they lapped at it sending me into deep pleasure.
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8 70Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince | Sirius Black ✓
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