Doors hissed open simultaneously—Tae stumbled forward on shaky legs, honey still glazed between her thighs, her asshole twitching with every step. Across the hall, Mimi lurched out, her skin slick with oil and streaked with drying cum, her puffy lips bitten raw. Their eyes met for one mortified second before both girls lunged for their men.

Yoongi caught Tae by the waist, his fingers digging into the fresh bruises Jungkook had left. She whimpered as his thumb brushed the bite marks along her collarbones— his marks overlapped with new ones, darker, deeper.