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Hi! May I order a zebra cake with a side of genmaicha. As spicy as possible pls w/ bts namjoon and jungkook😄

Two Is Better Than One

𝓒𝔀: 𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽, 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮, 𝓓𝓸𝓶! 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷, 𝓢𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱! 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴, 𝓢𝓾𝓫! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓞𝓻𝓪𝓵 (𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰), 𝓜𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓾𝓵𝓽𝓲𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓼, 𝓹𝓾𝓼𝓼𝔂 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰

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𝘡𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 - "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩."

𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢 - 𝘖𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘹

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Namjoon and Jungkook sat on the couch in their apartment, each of them scrolling through their phones. As Y/n came out of the bathroom after her shower, Namjoon's gaze lingered on her for a moment too long, admiring the way her wet hair clung to her bare shoulders.

Jungkook also looked up, his eyes widening slightly as he took in Y/n's appearance, and a wicked grin slowly spread across his face.

Y/n noticed the sudden change in the atmosphere in the room, and she could feel the heat of both Namjoon and Jungkook's gazes on her. "What?" she asked, feigning nonchalance as she walked towards the couch.

Namjoon set down his phone, his eyes still fixed on Y/n. "Nothing," he said, his voice low and silky. "Just admiring the view."

Jungkook chuckled, setting his phone aside as well. "Yeah, you're looking...awfully nice tonight," he said, his tone dripping with innuendo.

Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine at their words, her skin prickling with anticipation. She knew what they wanted, and she wanted it too, but she also couldn't resist teasing them.

"Oh, really?" she asked, feigning innocence.

Namjoon and Jungkook shared a look, both grinning at her response. They knew she was playing coy, and it only made them want her more.

"Come here," Namjoon said, his voice authoritative and commanding. He held out his hand, gesturing for her to join them on the couch.

Y/n felt her heart skip a beat at Namjoon's tone. She walked over to the couch and took his hand, letting him pull her onto his lap. He guided her so she was straddling him, her damp hair falling around her face like a curtain.

Jungkook moved closer, closing the gap between them. He ran his hands up her thighs, his touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes roaming over her body appreciatively.

Y/n felt a flush creeping up her neck at their words, her body responding to their touch. She could feel Namjoon's hands gripping her hips, holding her in place as he leaned in to press a kiss to the sensitive skin of her collarbone. Meanwhile, Jungkook's hands continued to explore her thighs, his touch getting increasingly intimate.

"Lay down on the couch baby. Let us taste you, hm?" Namjoon tells you while using your hips to guide you down to the couch.

Y/n obediently laid down on the couch, her heart racing at the words and the rough tone of Namjoon's voice. Her head fell back onto the cushions, her hair fanning out around her head in a chaotic mess. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her, their eyes burning with desire.

"Can I take these off?" Jungkook asks motioning to your panties. You nod in response but that wasn't enough for them. "Words, pretty." Namjoon reminds.

Y/n swallowed hard, her face flushed. "Yes," she said, her voice coming out as a whisper. "Take them off."

Jungkook grins, the look in his eyes dark and full of promise. He moves to the edge of the couch, positioning himself between your legs. His hands slide up your thighs, his touch gentle but firm as he finds the waistband of your panties.

Namjoon moves up to sit on the back of the couch, his eyes locked on you and what Jungkook is about to do. He lifts one hand to brush your hair away from your face, his touch almost tender, while his other hand grips the back of the couch in anticipation.

Jungkook slowly peels your panties off, the fabric sliding down your legs and thrown off to the side. Once they are finally off you open your legs to the awaiting man in front of you.

“Do you still want to continue?” Jungkook asks while planting kisses on the inside of your thighs. You whimper out “Yes, please.” Without being told anything else Jungkook dove in, sucking and licking your clit like a starved man.

You throw your head back against the couch in pleasure at the contact. As you moan and buck into Jungkook’s mouth Namjoon grabs one of your hands as he threads his fingers through Jungkooks hair, pushing him closer against your core.

You moan at the extra pressure against your pussy, bucking your hips against his mouth. Eventually, Jungkook pins your hips down to the sofa, finding it too hard to keep his pace against your core. When Namjoon finally removes his hand from Jungkooks hair, Jungkook leans back, his lips and chin coated with your slick.

“Tell her how good she tastes,” Namjoon instructs Jungkook, almost like you weren't even there. But still, Jungkook answers looking at you “You taste like heaven, and I can’t get enough of you.” 

Namjoon quickly shifts from your side, joining Jungkook on the floor. Namjoon grabs Jungkook’s jaw, forcing him into a kiss in which Junkook complied in. They kiss each other while you lay on the sofa, the bottom half of your body exposed and needy. As they kiss Namjoon licks Jungkooks lips and chin, effectively returning your slick back into Jungkooks mouth.

Once they break away Namjoon Shifts so he’s kneeling next to Jungkook, they both take a leg and spread it apart a little further apart to fit the two of them so they can both taste your juices at the same time.

You whine in response to everything that’s been happening. “Please, touch me, I need it please” you continuously beg them.

Namjoon is the first to act, leaning in to lick your clit in turn making you jump in pleasure. As Namjoon continues his assault on your clit, Jungkook leans in as well, slightly pushing Namjoons to face out of the way so he can get a taste too.

The feeling of the two tongues on your core brings you closer to your climax. Both Namjoon and Jungkook use one arm each to hold your hips down as they assault your core. Their tongues overlap each other periodically, kissing each other as they make out with your cunt.

This feeling brings you to your climax immediately. Your back arching off the sofa, hips trying to twist out of their grasp, legs trying to close around their heads, and your hands pushing and pulling them towards and away from you, unsure of if you want more or if it’s too much.

They continue lapping at your cunt until you finally come down from your high, twitching and whining. As they pull away from you they gently close your legs letting you take a short break.

“You with us?” Namjoon asks sweetly. Still, in a haze, you hum a small yes and nod with a soft smile on your face.

“That’s good, now, do you think you can handle a little more? Since Kookie and I have a little problem?”