Steam curled around them as Jungkook reached for the soap, his calloused hands surprisingly gentle as he worked the lather between her thighs. Tae whimpered when his thumb circled her swollen clit—now tender from overstimulation—but he merely shushed her, cupping water between her legs to rinse away the evidence of their coupling.

"You took me so well, babygirl," he murmured against her damp hair, fingers tracing the bruises on her hips. His touch lingered at the reddened rim of her ass, prodding gently to check for soreness. "Feisty little thing at first, but look at you now—" He pressed a kiss to her shoulder blade, tongue flicking over a love bite. "Opened up so pretty for me."