Glow

😳 Advice From an Expert

Humming stopped, the shock on his face as I slowly shed my clothes from yesterday turns to arousal and concern.

A knock is heard from the bathroom door, causing Hoseok to shriek. 

'Jagiya? You okay?' Yoongi says through the door.

'Yeah.' I reply. 'Just helping Hoseok in the shower after his less than sober night.' I reply, smiling wickedly. I walk slowly towards the wet man, his eyes widening at his realization that this wasn't a dream as he gulps hard, moving back a bit to let me join him.

Yoongi then speaks rapid fire in Hangul to Hoseok, asking him... something.

'Ye!' Hoseok all but shouts back, his hands waving about my body, not quite touching me. As I slowly get closer to him, my eyes never quite leaving his face, eyes, lips, I hear the door open and close, Yoongi coming in and settling his back against the door.

'He's never had shower sex before, but he wants to. He is okay with me giving him guidance. Is it okay with you as well?' He says slowly in English. I nod, my eyes half-masted as I lean in closer to Hoseok.

My Hangul is getting better, but I'm only getting general words, not the more explicit. I can make general references when Yoongi says something and Hoseok immediately reacts with an action, but it's not my focus at the moment.

I hum as I get closer to Hoseok, half whispering in his ear. 'I'm glad you guys put a glass wall instead of a curtain in here. It'll make it easier to support myself as you fill me up.' His replying whimper and twitch from down below has Yoongi chuckle lowly before offering suggestions.

'Use your hips to press her against the wall.' Hoseok complies, making us both groan at the skin to skin contact. 'That's it. Use some soap in your hands to wash her. You need her clean, right?' A mischievous Yoongi suggests.

Eyes lighting up Hoseok reaches for the body wash and lathers his palms up, never removing his hips and heavy length from my body. Once he is happy with the amount of suds his hands are everywhere.

Hands travel from hips to chest, bouncing each globe in his hands before paying attention to my nipples. A whimper and a wiggle from me makes his eyes travel from what he's doing to my eyes, my bitten lip.

Hands move again, gently planing up the sides of my neck to cradle my face as he lowers his lips to mine.

'Ah ah ah... she needs to brush her teeth first, right?' Yoongi admonishes him, making Hoseok give me just a peck. 

After Hoseok is handed a toothbrush with toothpaste already on it he turns his attention back to me, using one thumb on my chin to gently open my mouth before inserting the brush in.

I know he's thinking dirty thoughts as he carefully cleans my mouth out because his member is twitching furiously as he grunts in reaction to me willingly allowing him to invade my mouth. When he removes the toothbrush and reaches blindly back, asking for more in Hangul, he never stops watching me as my mouth is slowly rinsed out by the shower spray.

He changes hands with the toothbrush now using his main hand now to angle the shower head to help me rinse out as he brushes his own mouth with the new toothpaste. When I finally taste only water again my hands wander up and down his sides, not trying to tickle him, but to stroke his skin as it pebbles from the chill of the water evaporating from him.

Yoongi tells him to rinse and hand the brush back, suggesting that me touching Hoseok is getting me in trouble. Hoseok shakes his head.

'Never in trouble. Always a good girl.' His English is heavily accented, like he's having a hard time remembering that he knows a language other than his mother tongue, but Yoongi only grumbles at his statement, before offering a few suggestions.

One he seems to like he immediately acts on, squatting in the shower to bring his head to my thighs.

'Brace yourself, jagiya.' Yoongi says quietly as Hoseok takes a deep breath. 

Hoseok's eyes darken as he looks up at me. 'Must clean.' He says just before he dives in, spreading my legs as wide as he can.

The talent of rappers is never truly known unless you've been tasted by one. Teeth and tongue skim and scrape, the wetness down there turning into a flood the shower has nothing to do with.  Ye gods, the attention he gives my clitoris, lathing it, nibbling it, gently suckling it, nearly has me loud enough to wake the whole apartment... I can't stop whimpering at his attention, my eyes never leaving his as he groans and continues to clean me with his mouth.

When he adds in his fingers my mind is lost, my eyesight quickly going white as my knees finally give out, the orgasm being too strong for me. He takes the initiative to stand and support me, pressing me against the wall with his whole body. I can hear him cooing to me, telling me I am a good girl to let him clean me. 

As I come around I also hear Yoongi chuckle, suggesting he deserves a reward too. Hoseok grunts, and with a quick conversation between the two I find myself pressed chest to glass, the wavy glass mostly giving Yoongi a view of my form.

I only realize that Hoseok has plans when I feel him behind me, pressing his length into the crease of my ass, murmuring that I need to be a good girl and give Yoongi a show.

His slow slide into me nearly has me cumming again, my hands scrambling for purchase as he bottoms out, his balls tapping gently against my clit.

I'm not paying too much attention to what Yoongi is doing on the other side of the bathroom, but I can tell he's enjoying the view, slowly stroking his member with each grunt and whimper coming from us.

Hoseok slowly builds up speed, hands touching, stroking, tweaking me wherever he can reach. Occasionally he resettles me into an arched position, giving him better access to that spot just under my belly button that makes me feel oh so good.

'Go ahead, jagiya, reach down and play with your clit. You know he wants to feel you clench around him.' Yoongi says deeply, a low grunt of approval from him echos as I comply. 

With my fingers rubbing my clit Hoseok speeds up, his whispers of good girl turning into grunts of pleasure and control. Just as I hit my orgasm at speeds that leave my ears ringing I feel him pulse over and over again, and the release of both of us spills out and down my legs as all three of us come.

After a moment Yoongi washes his hand in the sink, tucks his penis back into his pants and turns to leave.

'After you're finished cleaning up, Jin told me to get you guys for breakfast. It might be done by the time you get out, though.'