Bts Reactions: Their Reaction To Their S/O Wanting Sex In The Dorm ~Naughty November~
Jin would be reluctant at first, although he was the oldest and could get away with anything based on the pure fact of respect from his dongsaengs he hated to abuse that power so when you asked him to engage in scandalous activities in the dorm, which was very often, sometimes he’d say no and sometimes he’d say yes. Today was one of those ‘yes’ days.
“Jin!” You whined, rolling your hips down onto him again. “Please?!” You had been begging Jin for the last ten minutes to fuck you, and on any other day he would’ve happily agreed but the others were in the dorm and the walls weren’t as thick as they could be so he wasn’t too thrilled to jump on the offer. “I’ll be as quiet as a mouse Jinnie…I just need you to fuck me…please!” You had dropped your voice, this avoided Taehyung from hearing you from next door, and it was to also show him you meant business. Jin was rock hard under you, and you continuing to roll your basically bare slit against him wasn’t helping one bit. “Come on Jinnie,” You lean forward, lips next to his ear, “I’ll be quick I promise…I just need you to touch me. Make me cum,” Your voice makes him shudder. Your hand comes down, wrapping around his wrist to move his hand to cup your left breast. “Shit I’m so horny I could honestly probably get off just like this.” You clamp your teeth down on your bottom lip, holding in a needy moan, remembering you needed to be quiet to prove to Jin you could handle him fucking you. In mention to 'this’ you meant you grinding yourself along him but what man what Jin be if he let his overly needy girlfriend get off like this when she was literally begging for him?
“A shitty one.” Jin things aloud and before you can question him he flips the both of you over, pinning you beneath him.
“Jin?!” You gasps in surprise but Jin holds a finger over his lips,
“Shush and let me take care of you princess.”
With Yoongi not having much embarrassment history he really didn’t care about fucking in the dorm, with the others there or not. If he wanted to fuck his girl, he was going to fuck his girl so there wasn’t much begging needed, the real begging came in the midst of the sex-he’s such a cocky little tease.
“Beg for me princess, beg for me to let you cum.” Yoongi darkly chuckled into your ear, tightening his arm around your body as he continued to fuck you from behind. His fingers ghosted over your clit as he waited for you to beg him to let you cum, just as he had asked. “Oh so now you want to be quiet? You weren’t being quiet when you woke me up at six in the morning for some dick…” He gradually comes to a halt and you whine, squeezing around him in protest. “Beg.Slut.” He couldn’t smack your ass because he was pressed against it, his cock still buried deep inside of you, so he settled for grabbing your chin and turning your head a little so you could see him out the corner of your eye. “Do you want to cum?” You nod as best you could in his death grip, “Then beg,” You huff, but cave in, having gone through so much to wake him up to get him to fuck you.
“Yoongi, please let me cum. Please just fuck me and let me cum.” Yoongi lets go of your chin and wrapped his arm around your form again. He pressed his lips against your damp temple, chuckling darkly once again.
“What’s in it for me?” Anyone who didn’t know Yoongi would’ve said 'you get to cum’ and that would’ve been wrong. You, knowing Yoongi immediately spit out the answer, earning you a quick peck on your temple and a triumph laugh.
“I’ll let you cum inside of me,” Was the answer, Yoongi loved nothing more than cumming inside of you, nothing.
“Good girl.” He grunted and pulled out of you before drilling back into you, eliciting a loud, throat-ripping moan from the back of your throat, the others in the dorms covering their ears. “My good girl.”
Hoseok would always be willing to appease your needs no matter where you were and you often scolded him for it but he’d hush you with a sweet kiss and slide his into your pants. Which is why it surprised you when you were asking him now, the house full of members-most of them either sleep or half asleep and he was saying no.
“Hoseok?” You whisper into the dark room, making him hum and look up from his phone. “I need you Hobi…” You run your tongue over your bottom lip, pressing yourself against his side, snaking your hand down his body. He had turned his phone off so you couldn’t see the teasing smirk on his lips, but your stomach dropped when he said,
“Not now,” He didn’t often say no to you and when you went to protest you realized he was probably tired or he just wasn’t in the mood and you had to respect that.
“Okay,” You sigh and roll over in bed, turning your lamp you. You were still wearing your clothes from going out earlier in the day and you wanted to switch into something more comfortable before going to bed. Hoseok watched you, still trying to fight his smirk. You thought nothing of it, your goal wasn’t to be seen as teasing when you pulled out the tight white thin straps shirt and red velvet shorts from his top drawer. Hoseok hummed in appreciation, you still not knowing his game and him not knowing you weren’t playing any game. You peeled your shirt over your head and unhooked your bra, tossing it into the dirty clothes bin. Your nipples were pert and Hoseok had to clamp his hand over his mouth to keep himself from moaning. He sets his phone down, having had enough of playing his little game. He rolls out of bed and walks toward you, saying nothing as he wrapped his arms around your waist and dropped his head to take one of your nipples into his mouth. “Fuck!” You run your fingers through his hair, pushing him closer to your chest. Hoseok moans around your nipple and slips his hand into your pants, fingers rubbing tight circles over your aching clit.
“Did you really think I’d let my princess go to bed without making her cum once or twice?”
Hearing you beg for him was almost better than the actual sex. Namjoon didn’t care if you yelled for him during sex, he cared about if the others could hear when you begged for him, it was like music to his ears.
Namjoon traced the arch of your back with his hand, pushing his bulge against your bare core. “Beg for me baby, beg for daddy.” He rubs his bulge against your core, you mewl, this was the worse kind of teasing there was. His other hand gripped your hip tighter, nails digging into the bare skin. You see, for Namjoon’s powerplay, he liked to remain fully clothed while you were fully naked, it was truly just for his ego. He thrusted into you like he would if he was naked and it made your walls clench around nothing, needing to feel him inside of you. He pressed against your lower back, moving away from you. “I’m not hearing you beg!” He whistled in a sing-song tone, and you rolled your eyes, letting out a long sigh.
“Joonie…please fuck me, please.” You cried and he clicked his tongue, slowly shaking his head.
“You can do better than that princess, I know you can do better than that. Here let me help you…what do you want?”
“I want your cock daddy,”
“Hmm, good girl, Where do you want my cock princess?”
“In my pussy, my ass, I just need you to fuck me, daddy.” Namjoon’s eyes flickered to your puckered hole and he groaned, thinking of how tight you’d be around him and for a second he almost gave in, went to get the lube so he could take you up on that offer and fuck you but instead he continued with his outline of begging for cock.
“What are you going to do if I give you my cock princess?” He rolled his hips into your ass, his bulge brushing against your clit and you lurched forward, your body shaking and aching-you needed more, you needed so much more.
“I’m going to take every inch of it, daddy,” You push back into him and he smirks,
“Good girl, what would you be willing to do for daddy’s cock princess?”
“Anything daddy, absolutely anything.”
“Anything? Would you be willing to suck daddy’s cock, on your knees until they’re bruised and bloody?” You nod your head,
“Anything for daddy’s cock,” You basically drool,
“Would you let daddy tie you up and play with you for hours?”
“Of course daddy! I’d let daddy do whatever he wanted to me, whatever he wanted.” Namjoon’s hands left your form to free his cock from their restraints. He grabs the base of his cock and runs the tip along your slit, placing the tip of his cock at your entrance, he sinks in and you take every inch as you had promised.
“Fuck! You’re such a good girl when you’re begging for daddy’s cock.” Namjoon knows he’s done his job when his phone goes off six different times.