Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

Wake Up

I'm not sure how the four of us manage it, but we fall asleep with all our clothes on, even after our little bedtime story. Jungkook was curious, for sure, and judging by the way his hard-on pressed into my hip, he was turned on. But I don't think he was completely sold on any group activities. He's a jealous boy as it is, and I think me being intimate with the others sometimes bothers him, although he tries to act cool about it. He never wants to make me feel bad about being with his hyungs. Plus he genuinely loves, respects and admires them. Nothing and no one could change that, even me.

Sometime in the night, I stir awake, feeling a bit warm nestled between Jimin and Jungkook, and hear the faint sounds of voices. I blink the sleep from my eyes and look over to find Taehyung watching a movie on his phone.

"Tae? Baby?" I whisper.

He fumbles his phone, startled by my raspy voice, and pops his head up. "Sorry. Did I wake you up, gongju?"

"No, baby. What are you doing up? What time is it?"

Taehyung peeks at his phone then answers, "A little after three."

"Tae, baby, you have a big day tomorrow. Are you still having problems sleeping?" I whisper, hoping I can convey my concern. He's struggled with insomnia for as long as I've known him but when we sleep together, he never has an issue.

"Yes," he mutters. "You go back to sleep though. I'll be fine."

I shake my head and carefully untangle my limbs from Jimin and Jungkook's hold. Then I push myself up so I can get a better look at my sweet baby bear.

"Let's go in the bathroom so we can talk. I don't want to wake up the boys."

Taehyung nods, and then he helps me maneuver off the bed without jostling the guys. Once we're behind the closed bathroom door, I turn to him and wrap my arms around his waist.

"I'm worried about you. I don't want you to be sleepy and make mistakes or get hurt."

Tae squeezes me back, resting his chin on my head. "I'll be ok. Don't worry."

"But you worry about me, right?"

He nods. "Of course."

"So it's only right that I worry about you. And I do. All the time. I wish there was something I could do to help you."

I feel his lips in my hair and note how firm and warm his chest is beneath my cheek. Our earlier conversation still lingers in my head, and I can't deny that being wedged between hot, hard bodies all night has left me a little needy. Maybe there is a way I can help Taehyung. And help myself too.

I pull away from Tae, causing him to gaze down at me curiously. But before he can ask what's wrong, I drop to my knees and begin to tug down his pajama bottoms.

"Gongju, what are you doing?" he gasps, gripping the bathroom vanity out of shock.

"Putting you to sleep, baby."

His pajama pants hit the cool tile floor. And then I'm sliding down his boxer briefs to reveal his beautiful cock that's only starting to stir awake. I lick my lips. Even soft, Taehyung is deliciously long and thick. Truly a grower and a shower. Plus, this is the only time I can fit all of him in my mouth. I lean forward and lick the swollen head before sucking it between my lips. Taehyung moans and twitches at the sensation, and almost instantly, he begins to harden. Before he can get to full length, I slide him all the way into my mouth until my lips circle the base and my tongue can dart over his heavy sack. Taehyung groans loudly. This is a feeling he doesn't usually get considering his size. Maybe I need to treat him to more surprise blow jobs in the future.