Both Kook and Tae were panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, the air in the private room thick with the scent of sex. Kook pulled her close one last time, crashing his lips against hers in a deep, possessive kiss—tongues battling sloppily, tasting the remnants of their shared filth. Tae moaned into his mouth, her hands clutching his muscled shoulders, grinding her leaking pussy against his thigh. “Mmm, Kook… you’re addictive,” she whispered between kisses. He bit her lip, growling, “And you’re my perfect slut—holes full of my cum.” Just as the kiss deepened, a sharp knock echoed from the door. “Time’s up!” Yoongi’s voice barked from outside. “Wrap it up, or we’ll come in.”