One of them is your longtime secret crush, while the other is the man with whom you had shared many heated nights filled with lust and forbidden desire, forever kept as your biggest secret of all time. You had sworn that those sinful nights would en...
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▷ Summary: Things are starting to escalate. As your relationship grows, so does the challenge that comes along with it.
▷ Warning: involving explicit smut scenes, m x m, oral sex, self-masturbation (female), Voyeurism
▷ Author's Note: this chapter involves male x male action. If you feel uncomfortable in reading member x member smut scene, feel free to skip the part after the second break line
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"What the fuck are you trying to say, huh?"
Your mind is still muddled and foggy from the climax you just had, still barely coming down from it yet suddenly feels like it had passed a long time ago. And now it is spinning with dread when you can sense the tension rising along with the anger boiling from Jungkook.
And to make it worse, you are literally caught in between them with nowhere to go. Not even the slightest clue of who to focus on when you feel Yoongi reacting from the opposite side of the couch.
"Oh, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about," Yoongi says with a wicked smile and leans forward. With his hands on your waist, he looks over your shoulder, taunting Jungkook further. "I'm not wrong, am I? No matter what you do, no matter what you want to gain, I will always be a step ahead of you. Just like how I got to be with _____ first because you couldn't get your head straight and man up to get what you wanted."
You suddenly feel invisible as they continue to bicker back and forth. Or perhaps you want to be invisible. Neither truly matters when they make it seem like you are not there, nor that your presence would make a difference. And honestly, this is the part that frustrates you the most. How are you supposed to make things right when they literally forget that you are present the moment they are busy busting their heads off?
The argument between them continues while you are busy dwelling in your own thoughts, trying to figure out how to fix things, while at the same time, wondering how did things manage to suddenly change in a blink of an eye. One moment you were having an intimate moment of pleasure before it turned into an intense debate the next. Everything was okay, everyone was happy and in tune with one another, then suddenly—
