They were still panting hard, chests heaving under the dying steam. Jungkook’s cock was still half-hard, slick with her spit and his cum, pressed against her trembling thigh. Tae’s pussy throbbed—empty now, aching from his fingers and tongue, slick dripping steadily down her inner thighs onto the wet tile.

Jungkook cupped her face, thumb dragging across her swollen bottom lip. His voice came out low, wrecked, dripping with possession.