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change (pt. 3)

Title: change

Pairing: Seokjin/Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut.

Description: One ordinary night, your friend Seokjin approaches you with a surprising matter and a rather unorthodox solution.

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3

You knocked gently on the bedroom door. “Everything okay in here?”

Seokjin bounced a look at you, quickly draping the covers over Taehyung’s drunken form before meeting you in the empty, dimly lit hallway of the Bangtan dorm.

“Thanks for your help tonight,” he uttered to you quietly, keeping his voice down as to not wake the other members. “I had no idea anyone Taehyung’s size could consume that much alcohol and live to tell the tale.”

You pressed your lips together to keep from laughing, quietly following him through the hallway and into the kitchen. Given the fact that the boys had spent the past three months preparing for an album, their dorm was in a less than presentable state. There were clothes, phone chargers, shoes, hats and all sorts of items scattered all over the place.

With immense effort you avoided stepping on anything, leaning against the kitchen counter after, bouncing a quick, unnoticeable look at your friend as he grabbed two bottles of beer, popping the caps off of them before handing one to you.

Although you had work in the morning, you were already too far gone to give a fuck.

Leaning against the counter opposite you, Seokjin tilted back a mouthful of beer, exhaling after. “What a crazy night.”

You nodded. “I’m sure Taehyung’s going to have fun at practice tomorrow.”

Seokjin chuckled into his beer, using the back of his hand to wipe the dribble from his chin after. “That’s what he gets for not staying at home like I told him to.”

“Yeah, absolu — wait, what? He told me that you asked him to go to the club with you tonight,” You interjected, suddenly confused. “That’s the reason I came out in the first place. He said he needed company while you were hanging out with that girl from the bar.”

The idol raised an eyebrow at you, thinking for no longer than a moment before the answer came crashing down on him. “Ah.”

“Ah?”

“He did this on purpose,” Seokjin explained, nodding to you, cheeks flushing with colour. “I, uh, I told him what happened the other night, after I dropped you off, and I guess this was his way of trying to mend the situation.”

You gulped down some beer. “I had no idea the situation required mending.”

“__________-ah, I propositioned you,” Seokjin reminded you with a small laugh at the end.

Covering your mouth to keep from dribbling beer, you quickly nodded, chuckling. “Good point.”

“I’m starting to wonder if he’s even that drunk,” the idol voiced, pointing a look into the hallway as if contemplating whether he should check.

The silence that followed lasted only a few seconds. You leisurely glanced around, allowing your gaze to shift towards your friend as he knocked back another mouthful of beer. His hair was all messy and out of place, his cheeks were flushed from dancing and drinking all night and his shirt was untucked, clinging to his broad shoulders as he lifted the bottom part to wipe the sweat from his face.

You felt your skin turn hot at the sight of his abdominal muscles, the image of them burned deep into the depths of your subconscious as you quietly drank, allowing the beer to cool your insides.

“I’ve been meaning to apologize,” he suddenly said, breaking your train of thought.

Glancing up at him, you felt your eyebrows twitch upward. “For what?”

Seokjin rubbed the back of his neck. “For avoiding you these past few weeks.”

“Ah.” You nodded, quickly catching on. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing we have Tae. And beer.”

“To Tae and beer,” he announced.

You smiled, clinking bottles with him. “To Tae and beer.”

Swallowing another mouthful, you slowly found yourself thinking back to what Seokjin had said to you at the club. I’ve always felt a spark with you. At the time you had chalked it up to alcohol, a drunken confession in the corridor of a crowded, smoky club.

You pressed the opening of the beer bottle to your bottom lip, discreetly glancing over at Seokjin before you asked.

“Do you still want to?”

He looked to you, a brush of uncertainty in his gaze. “Want to what?”

“Do you still want to have sex with me?” You furthered.

Seokjin fell silent for a good, long moment, the uncertainty in his eyes slowly tapering away. “If I say yes, I’m a shitty friend, a creep and an opportunist,” he uttered into the quiet of the kitchen, the others fast asleep in their bedrooms. “And If I say no … well, then, I’m a liar, too.”

Ignoring the rapid beats of your chest, you emptied the slender glass bottle between your lips and then released it with a gentle pop as Seokjin watched.

Within moments, the atmosphere had changed completely.

The distant hum of traffic faded so deep into the background, you could barely hear it anymore.

“I’ve been thinking about it,” You said to him. “About everything you said to me the other night, your reasoning for why you want me to be the one, and I-I’m honestly surprised that you would even think of something so stupid and reckless, let alone suggest it to me.”

His face fell, but only briefly. “I-I understand.”

Sparing only a few seconds, you swallowed the nervous lump in your throat before uttering the rest. “I think I’m in the mood for something stupid and reckless tonight.”

He bounced a look at you, his expression unreadable. You weren’t sure what you expected out of him in that moment, but it certainly wasn't what came to be.

“_________-ah, I’m not going to have sex with you on a whim,” he said to you, unexpectedly.

Your cheeks flushed red. “But I-I thought you wanted t —”

“I do, but I don’t want you to wake up sober in the morning and regret it.”

“That’s assuming I wouldn’t want to sleep with you sober,” You countered.

“We both know you wouldn’t. That’s why you said no the first time.”

“It sounds to me like you’re the one saying no.”

His fixed his lips to the side. “You know I want you. That’s not the problem here.”

“Then what is the problem?” You asked. “I’m not drunk if that’s your concern.”

“Prove it.”

You snorted. “What, do you want me to recite the alphabet backwards or something?”

He folded his arms. “If that’s what it takes.”

“Fine,” You uttered, stepping up. “Z-Y-X-W-V-U-T-S-R-Q-P-O — this is seriously the most dull, unsexual thing that any guy has ever asked of me by the way — N-M-L-K-J-I-H-G-F-E-D-C-B-A. Happy?”

“Not quite,” he decided. “I’m going to need you to walk in a straight line, one foot in front of the other.”

You frowned for just a second, turning around and doing as he asked in perfect, undeniably sober fashion. “There. Are we good now or do you have a breathalyzer handy?”

“__________-ah, you know I’m only looking out for you.”

You absolutely did know that and you appreciated the fact that he was making you jump through hoops, but you felt embarrassed anyway. In the past, all you had ever had to do was vaguely hint at wanting to have sex with a guy before he whipped out a condom and got to work.

As expected, Seokjin was different.

His expression softened in the seconds that followed. “Come here.”

“What? Why do I have to go there? Why don’t you just come h —”

“__________-ah, get your ass over here right now.”

Your eyebrows bounced up, and you simply looked to him for a moment, shocked that he would use such a tone with you. The shock lasted only a second before your lips twitched with laughter at the same time as his did. You slowly came forward, stopping within a few inches of him as he tilted his head down and brushed your hair back, behind your ears.

“I’m sorry for embarrassing you,” he apologized to you, rather sincerely.

He was close enough now that you could smell hints of his cologne. The scent itself was soft and cool, like the rain, and the second you breathed it in, you felt your eyes flutter shut. On that same wavelength, Seokjin titled his head even further down, burying his head into the curve your neck and brushing his lips along your pulse.

You sucked in, startled by the feeling of it. “Are you sure you’re a virgin?”

“Pretty sure,” he quipped, slowly and carefully coming back up again to meet your lips in a kiss.

It was light at first, tentative the way first kisses are. You almost weren’t sure where to place your hands, whether it was too soon to part your lips for him or to tell him how badly you wanted him just then and in how many ways.

Seemingly having read your thoughts, Seokjin pulled back for only a second, brushing his thumb down the middle of your bottom lip and then leaning in again, kissing you so deeply that you felt it everywhere.

Within seconds, you felt his tongue and your body ached for it elsewhere.

“S-seriously,” You panted, pulling back to catch your breath. “Are you sure you’re a … a …”

He kissed down your neck, chuckling. “I promise you, I am.”

“B-but virgins don’t kiss like this.”

“Maybe you were just kissing the wrong ones,” he teased.

You bit down on your bottom lip, tugging gently at his clothes and then grasping his shoulders as he lifted you up, carrying you out of the kitchen and onto the large couch in the living room.

Given that he shared a room with Yoongi, you figured it wasn’t going to happen on a bed. Either way, you didn’t care. The second he dropped you on the couch, you tugged him close, creating a tangled mess of clothes, limbs and body heat.

The silence was quickly interrupted by the sound of zippers and torn threads.

In a matter of seconds, he was shirtless, his jeans undone but still on, and you were on top of him in nothing but your bra and underwear.

You felt it all in that position, his size and how badly he wanted you.

He sat up very briefly, popping your bra open and taking your nipples into his mouth one by one, licking around them and sucking just hard enough to leave you grinding on his lap.

Okay, so he’s a virgin, but maybe not a full virgin.

You quickly regained control, pushing him back down, taking a second to enjoy it before shifting down the length of his body. Going by the way that he held his breath, he knew what was coming and you could see in his eyes that he wanted it badly.

Without a word, you slid your fingertips inside the waist of his jeans, and gently tugged at them, taking his boxers off at the same time. Slowly, every last inch of him was revealed to you. In all honesty, you had never really enjoyed giving blowjobs in the past. You enjoyed the control and you enjoyed giving your partners pleasure, but the actual act of having a dick in your mouth, had never really appealed to you beyond those two things.

But the second you grasped his dick and wrapped your lips around the tip, his leg and abdominal muscles tightening and then releasing, you loved it.

You decided to take it slow, lightly swirling your tongue around the tip while rubbing him up and down with your hand. The deeper you took him in, the harder it was for him to remain quiet.

Once you found a comfortable rhythm, gradually picking up the pace, releasing the tip from your lips with a gentle pop like you had the beer bottle, and then taking it all the way in again, Seokjin tilted his head forward and watched, biting down on his lip, inching closer with each second. He twitched and squirmed and panted so loudly, it was a miracle the others didn’t come rushing out to see what was going on.

You sucked and licked all the way down to his balls and back up his length, your eyes watering and the back of your throat contracting as you took him all the way inside.

“__________-ah,” he gasped, barely managing to get the words out. “I-I’m g-going to —”

You could pulled away but you didn’t. Instead you sucked harder and deeper and allowed him to come into the back of your throat as you hurriedly swallowed.

When you finally came back up to collect you breath — hair a wild mess, eyes bright and cheeks flushed as if you had just finished a workout — he shifted his body upright and met you face to face, brushing your hair back and kissing every inch of your face before making his way to your lips.

You knew he could taste himself on you, and you were really turned on by the fact that he didn’t care.

The moment he guided you back down onto the couch, tugged your underwear off and settled his mouth between your legs, you could sworn you blacked out from anticipation alone.

You were considerably wet already, and going by the way he groaned with his tongue and his lips grazing your clit, you could tell he loved the taste of it. His movements were slow and steady, in a way which proved to you that he had never done this before. He had never used his mouth on a girl before. This was the first time for him, and the more he tested you and teased you and tasted everywhere, the better it felt.

After only a few seconds of exploration, he slowly came to focus all of his attention on your clit, gently sucking and flicking on it as you tugged gently on his hair and squeezed his head between your thighs, mostly without meaning to.

Lips shaking around each moan, you gasped as he slid a finger inside you, and then another.

In a matter of seconds you were twisting and coming, and he kept going, making you twitch and choke and squeeze until he finally stopped, his lips glistening as he lifted his head up to look at you.

“How was that?” he asked, as if he didn’t already know.

You resisted the urge to wipe that smirk off his face, far too breathless to think straight, let alone speak.

You weren’t sure when it happened, but at some point he got up and ducked into the kitchen, two glasses of ice cold water in he returned moments later. He handed one to you as you sat up, your insides thanking you the moment the cool liquid touched your mouth.

After a moment of thought, you decided to ask. “You’ve never done that before, have you?”

“Was it that obvious?”

“Not in a bad way. Honestly, I-I’ve never come that like from just oral before.”

He blinked his eyes wide, but only briefly. “Really?”

You nodded, thinking back to how it felt just a moment ago. Granted, you hadn’t slept with very many guys, but you had slept with enough to know that it felt different with Seokjin. There was a rush of feelings inside you that couldn’t explain.

The second you met eyes with him, you knew he felt it, too.

Setting your empty glass aside at the same time as him, you looped your hair up, allowing a few strands to fall loosely around your neck, and he grabbed his jeans from the pile of clothes on the floor, tearing open a tiny foil packet a moment later.

Once he rolled the condom on, his dick hard and ready again, you climbed on top and breathed in as he gently kissed you.

“I don’t want this to be over,” You quietly confessed.

He deepened the kiss, pulling back but only to speak. “Neither do I.”

Within moments of that, you lowered yourself onto him, holding your breath as he gently pushed inside you.

Gasping at the last second, you felt yourself squeeze around him, tightening and then relaxing as you slowly began to ride him. As hard and as fast as you wanted to go, you held back. Although he had come not five minutes prior, you could tell he wasn’t going to last very long.

His lips were on you the entire time. On your mouth, neck and around your nipples, causing you to ride faster and harder, and to bring him so close to the edge, he could taste it.

“Y-you’re going to m-make me c-c —”

You timed it perfectly, using the upward curve of his dick to hit your spot with every motion, and after only about a minute or two of sex, you came at the same time he did, smothering your moan against his lips as the two of you kissed through it. His body felt hard everywhere, softening only as he released the breath that he had been holding in.

He couldn’t even speak properly. “That was … that was … you … we …”

I completely agree.

“We … we might have to do this … again,” You managed to say, chest rising and falling as you tried to collect your breath. “Just to … just to make sure you get the … full �� experience.”

He lifted an eyebrow at you, choking on a sudden burst of laughter at the same time you did, that same rush of feelings bubbling inside you as he cupped your cheeks and left a trail of kiss from your forehead to the bridge of your nose to your lips.

The End

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