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Relax, It’s Our Honeymoon! - One

Description: You and BTS are in a poly relationship, and have recently gotten married. It’s time for your honeymoon!

Warnings:~ this is my first ever fic, slightly OOC BTS, allude to sexy times, this is an AU <3

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“Kookie? Why are you being so quiet?" I hum, moving his hair from his face as he sways gently back and forth.

"I'm tired, noona." His eyelashes flutter, pulling me into him and wrapping his arms around my waist. He shoves his face into my neck, a loud yawn breaking through his mouth.

"You can probably sleep on the plane until we get there."

"But I wanna spend time with you, baby." He hums into my neck, planting a sloppy kiss there before returning to just relaxing.

"We'll be spending the first day unpacking and sleeping away jet lag anyway, Jungkook. We'll still be spending time together." Another yawn breaks out of his mouth, the warm air tickling my neck slightly.

"Why did we have to leave so early?" Taehyung joins in the cuddle session, attaching to my right side and burying his face there as he complains.

"It was easier to get an earlier flight, and you both agreed."

"Hush, babe. You're meant to be sympathising with us."

"I'm sorry, my poor husbands. When we get onto the plane, I'll be sure to tuck you boys in and make sure the others don't wake you until we land, okay?"

"Are you making fun of us?"

"Of course not. I just wanna make sure my boys are ok."

"When you kids have finished talking about life and it's hardships, we can start boarding the plane." Yoongi calls out, securing his carry-on bag as he helps Namjoon put suitcases onto the conveyor to be weighed.

"Has anyone managed to go over the weight limit yet?" I separate myself from Taehyung and Jungkook, moving to stand next to Yoongi, kissing him on the cheek.

"Jimin had to take out a few things to stuff in his carry-on, and Hoseok snuck a few of his skincare things into your suitcase. The rest of us have been fine." He glances at me, intertwining our fingers as he adjusts his opposite arm.

"How's your shoulder? The sling ok?" I glance at his face, stroking his 'good arm' with the hand not holding his, before planting another kiss on his cheek.

"I'm gonna leave it on until we get off the plane, the physical therapist only said to use it when I feel like the limb's getting exhausted. It doesn't really hurt anymore, but Jin-Hyung still made me pack the pills incase."

"Good. You know how unpredictable it can be." He turns his head, eyes locking with mine as he moves in for a kiss. His arm locked around my waist, making sure I can't move. Our lips continue to fight against one another, before a hard shove forces us apart. We separate, looking at Namjoon, who rolls his eyes at us.

“You can make-out on the plane, we need to start boarding. Plus, one of the hostesses was staring and you know we don't like to share with anyone that isn't us." He grabs my other hand, shoving the passports and boarding passes into my bag.

"Chances of us starting the honeymoon on the plane?" I stage-whisper into his ear, making sure to quickly kiss his neck as an add-on.

"Noona!" Taehyung and Jungkook complain from behind us, one of them landing a slap on my bottom.

"You two! In the front with me!" Jin barks, eyes rolling dramatically as he stares them down.

"Thank you, baby." I blow him an air kiss, him catching it in mid-air before blowing his own. I attempt to catch it with the hand currently in Yoongi's, resulting in a weird shuffle of limbs.

We slowly move towards the gate, steps exhausted and faces covered with masks and hoodies. Jin leads the group with the hostess and guards, Taehyung and Jungkook behind them. Hoseok and Jimin follow, talking in hushed tones and Jimin's carry-on looking really heavy. Lastly, it's Namjoon, me and Yoongi, holding hands. Behind us are some guards, very large and grumpy sounding men, who won't be joining us on the plane. I feel sorry for them, having to get up this early just to escort us to the airport and to the plane before going home.

We carry on walking for a little while, taking some empty hallways before arriving outside in-front of the private plane we'll be taking. The hostess next to Jin takes a deep bow before leaving, another one appearing from the steps on the plane, greeting us with what looked to be an excited and genuine smile.

"She won't be that happy when she realises what kind of stuff she'll be scrubbing from the seats." Jimin mutters, giggles and snorts erupting from the rest of us, except Jin and Namjoon.

"Jimin!" Namjoon hisses, smacking his ass in warning. We only giggle harder, however, when Jimin lets out a tiny moan and a wink at Namjoon.

Slowly but surely, we make our way up the stairs, greeting the pilots and hostesses. Smirking at Yoongi's back in-front of me, I start to rub my ass against Namjoon's front and palm Yoongi's ass. I hear hisses from the both of them, a smack bouncing off my right cheek before rubbing afterward.

"Keep teasing babygirl, see what happens." Namjoon whispers, grabbing my other hand that was rubbing Yoongi.

"It's our honeymoon, don't be too mean hyung." Jimin stage-whispers, throwing me a wink over his shoulder.

After shuffling down the hall, we randomly pick seats. It's not like we'd be staying there anyway, there's pods and beds we'd most likely be using.

"I call dibs on the seat next to my gorgeous wife." Jin grabs my arm, yanking me down next to him while the other boys groan.

"Fine! Then I call dibs on the bed with Noona!" Taehyung giggles, kissing me on the head as he takes the seats behind us with Yoongi.

"Me too! I wanna get in the bed!" Jungkook shouts from across the plane, a tired pout on his lips.

"No one is getting in that bed for anything other than sleeping purposes." Namjoon scolds, tapping the back of Jungkook's head.

"I'd like to try and see you stop me. It's our honeymoon, we should be chilling out for a bit. Please, Namjoon-oppa?" I pout, obnoxiously fluttering my eyelashes at him. I feel Jin move next to me, mimicking my expression with his plump lips.

"Not on the plane. Please." I huff, turning and grabbing Jin, pressing his lips to mine. He quickly follows, hand at the back of my neck as he tries to pull me in closer, lips smacking.

"Um. Can we get anyone any drinks for takeoff? And can everyone please put their carryons in the cubbys provided, before fastening their seatbelts?" We separate, hungry eyes roaming over one another. Our stares are interrupted after a heavy SLAM! noises above us, confusion present on our faces.

"Please, put your bags away." The hostess shoots us a fake smile, storming back off to the front of the cabin near the drinks tray. I frown at her, sliding out of my seat to abide by her command. I hear Jin huff, following after me. He stands behind me, dragging his erection in his sweatpants against my asscheek.

"She's just jealous, babygirl. Come on." He whispers, helping me put my bag on the shelf whilst still rubbing himself against me.

"We should wait, like Joon said. I'm not too pretty right now." I slide from under him, sitting back down in my seat, pretending to fiddle with the seatbelt. He yanks my face towards him, a growl leaving his mouth.

"Say that again, I dare you. You are our gorgeous wife, even in an oversized shirt and messy hair. Especially in those. Don't listen to jealous people. I love you." He gently pecks my lips, pulling away for an Eskimo kiss.

"Love you too."

"We all love one another. Now please, sit down so we can take off?"

*looks respectfully*

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Relax, It’s Our Honeymoon! - Two

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Description: You and BTS are in a poly relationship, and have recently gotten married. It’s time for your honeymoon! 

Warnings:~ 18+, smut, Jungkook centric! - smut under Keep Reading! sorry if this is cringe 0_o

hello! this ‘story’ is going to be about 10 chapters long, and I’ll publish when I can (looking about twice a week at the moment!)

"Should I go for the black one piece or the spotted two piece?" I hold up the two options, the boys looking uninterested sat on the floor.

"Neither. It's a private pool. You can be naked." Jimin deadpans, eyebrow cocked in annoyance.

"We're going to the beach first! And I don't feel like walking around with my tits out."

"Please do, Noona. Please walk around with your tits out." Jungkook's eyes have glazed over, staring at my chest with no shame.

"You like my tits, Kookie? Wanna come help Noona get dressed?" I squish them together, cleavage getting bigger and Jungkook's eyes getting wider. He nods quickly, jumping up and dragging me to the bathroom whilst the other boys shouted and tried to stop us.

"Noona? Can we do the thing?" He's locked the bathroom door, pressing me against it with a hard kiss, teeth clashing against one another. He separates, putting the swimwear on the counter before trailing a few kisses up my neck.

"Which thing Guk? The boob thing?" He nods quickly, his eyes glazed over and wide. I pull off the vest I'm wearing, throwing it to the side and getting to my knees. By the time I look up, his shorts are around his ankles and his boxers around his thighs. I move him to sit on the side of the bath, smiling at him.

"You're so hot." He whines as I slowly kiss him before I make my way towards his cock, grabbing it gently at the base.

I start by licking slowly around the tip, seeing his head thrown back and staring at the ceiling. I hover above it, opening my mouth and letting spit gather on the tip. Deciding not to torture him, I move my mouth to slowly start sucking on the tip again, precum gathered. I hollow my cheeks, making my way down his cock, slowly rubbing up and down the base. A groan sounds from Jungkook, hand gathering up my hair into a gentle ponytail. I bob my head up and down his cock, his tip hitting the back of my throat and I shudder back a gag. I keep going, making sure his cock is completely covered in spit and his precum.

Then, I edge myself slowly off his cock, leaving it with a lewd pop. His pre-cum and spit covers his cock, so I decide to move quick. Jungkook grabs a squirty tube of lube off the bathroom counter (of course, why wouldn't lube be in every room of this chalet?) He uncaringly covers my chest and the space between my breasts in lube, before I slowly edge myself forward and grab ahold of his cock again, a loud moan sounding from him.

"Go on baby, get your cock." He does as he's told, yanking his cock and starting to slowly masturbate in-front of me whilst I smear in the lube and press my tits together. I move closer, letting him enter from the bottom with a loud whine. His nose scrunches up, eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed peacefully. A few seconds pass, soft moans leaving his mouth.

He slowly starts to roll his hips upwards, his moans getting louder when I catch the tip of his cock into my mouth, giving it a loud suck. He whines, hips getting quicker as he slowly shuffles off the bathtub and dick further into my mouth. I start to move my boobs up and down his cock, in alternate movements to his thrusts, letting his cock out of my mouth with a wet sound.

"So hot Kookie, keep fucking my tits. Good boy."

"So glad you're our wife, Y/N. Love you." His thrusts get sporadic, moans interrupting his sentence as he finally lets go of my hair, instead gripping ahold of the side of the bath.

"I'm gonna cum!" His mouth opens wide, eyebrows raise and brown eyes closing as he tilts his head back. He starts heavily breathing, moans no longer leaving his mouth, just the occasional whine and heavy breaths.

After a few seconds, his hips stutter, stopping as his dick starts to shoot out cum. I move my head forward, catching his tip in my mouth and sucking down his cum, carrying on sucking even when no more cum is shot out. I drop my hands as he moves backward, whining in overstimulation. I let his cock go, keeping his cum gathered on my tongue.

"Don't swallow. Can't swallow. Can I see?" His chest is moving up and down rapidly, brown doe-like eyes half open as he falls onto his knees on the ground in-front of me. Blushing, I stick out my tongue, showing the cum gathered. It's a lot, and I quickly shove it back in my mouth when I can feel it moving around and nearly off my tongue. It pools back into my mouth, a fucked-out bunny smile on Jungkook's face when he sees I still have it.

Maintaining eye contact, I swallow it down, showing him my empty tongue afterwards. I throw a large smile at him, grabbing a towel from the counter. I stand up, running it under the tap before quickly sitting back down. I wipe down his cock gently, teasing him a little when I rub it around his tip, stopping when he whines. Making sure his cock is clean, I move on to wiping down my boobs. I soon clean up, even checking my face and hair in the mirror for anything that could have still been there.

"Y/N." I spin around, looking at Jungkook behind me, his boxers pulled up but shorts hiked up to knees. I move forward, gently kissing him while standing on my tiptoes, arms wrapped around his neck whilst his settle at holding onto my waist.

"Have you two finished?! Pick a swimsuit and let's go!"

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