You pad around your room after your shower, with nothing to do before the party.
There's a knock at your door and you pull your towel tighter and call for them to come in.
The door creaks open slowly with an ominous squeak. The hallway is dark and you can hear the spooky ambience floating up the stairs. You peak a little more into the dark void pulling the towel up a little more, when a low groan hums in the hall.
"Who's there?" You ask confused.
"Angel, you never ask 'who's there'. If you're in a horror movie, and you ask if someone is there, you die." Hobi comes strolling casually, all dolled up as a 1920's gangster, in a nice fitted black suit, rolling his eyes at your ignorance.
"Well.. I didn't really think it could be a vicious murderer with all of the staff and security buzzing around downstairs." You poke out your tongue defiantly.
"That's fair. What are you dressing up as? You still haven't told us." He asks flopping on the bed heavily. He smirks looking you up and down. "Unless this is your costume."
"Ha! No. and I'm not telling until the party starts." You know it's going to get them all hot under the collar so you'd rather enjoy at least a few minutes of the party before getting jumped.
"Fine, fine, but you're no fun," He sticks his tongue out in return, making you giggle. "I guess I can be patient a little longer. Only 20 minutes til you better get dressed, I'll stay and watch." He winks rolling onto his stomach resting his head in his hands with a stupid ornery grin.
"Cute, but pass for right now sir." You wink, before pointing to the door. "Out, I do need to get ready."
Reluctantly the mob boss leaves and you shut and lock the door behind him. Rushing to your closet you grab out the short lolita style maid costume, cute mary jane pumps and your thigh high socks. The black fluffy skirt barely comes past your ass and the top has a seductive cut out right if the cleavage. You pull your hair into a low bun with some wisps pulled out around your face. Before putting on the black maids dress, you put on a lace black pushup bra that will showcase the assets beautifully, with a matching thong and garter belt. Next come the thigh highs that clip onto the garter belt, pulling the straps taught over your ass very nicely. Now the poofy short dress with a sweet white apron.
You do some simple cat liner and a dark bold red lip, and slip on the cute buckled shoes.
You sat down on the bed to wait out the last few minutes, to listen for the guests to arrive.
The sound of greetings and laughter start to overwhelm the spooky atmospheric music. You get up and admire yourself in the mirror one last time before going to blend in with the crowd ... Damn, you better stay away from the guys as long as possible so you don't immediately get dragged back up stairs.
Carefully you make your way down the steps, the hallway and the foyer are dark except for the purple hued lights they put in the chandelier. They really went all out decorating this time. The bar/library has an eerie green glow coming out between black streamers hung from the top of the doorway. The sitting room has an orange strobe and music that, when in full swing, will have the house shaking. But luckily for now your eardrums are safe.
A few guests are milling around the bar and the festively dressed bartenders are doing their magic. They must be expecting a lot of guests tonight, since they staffed 3 different people to tend the bar.
Heading to the bar you wait your turn in line,listening to the door and the arrival of more party goers. nonchalantly you look for one of your men but none of them are here
"What can I get you to miss?" The skull masked man asks, gesturing to the spooky menu on the counter. "The Poison Apple Martini has been very popular tonight, Crown Royal Canadian Whiskey, Sour Apple Pucker Schnapps, Cranberry Juice, Apple Juice,"
"That sounds good, but can I get it in an old fashioned glass?" You're not in the mood to be spilling everywhere.
Stepping to the side you peruse the snack table they laid out, complete with mummy dogs and nachos, very sophisticated. The bartender hands you the drink and you're on your way to the dance room, where the music is really bumping now. There's still no sign of the guys, they must already be dancing.
Pushing through the streamers you see Yoongi dressed as a vampire, chatting up Chungha dressed as a sexy cat. As soon as you walk into the foyer his attention turns solely to you. Clearly whatever next project they were talking about isn't as enthralling as he finds you.
You however pay very little attention, except to sway your hips a little extra just to draw out the teasing a little more. Going into the dancing room the party is just getting kicked off but there's still a pretty significant amount of attendees already starting to get into the groove.
Among the dancing you see JImin in his greek god toga, with his beautiful exposed chest, Jungkook in his 80's biker outfit, with the white tank top, baggy jeans, leather jacket and crazy teased hair.
Jin is along the outer circle horsing around in his ragged torn clothes and deathly makeup. Dancing with rod stiff legs and arms held out like a zombie. He never fails to make you giggle.
Making the rounds against the wall, you see Namjoon lounging with a drink in a blazing red suit with matching devil horns. And it gives you an idea. You slide up beside him quietly, which isn't hard with the DJ blasting the monster mash.
"You okay? You look pretty horny there." Well, that didn't come out right but it's fine.
He looks at you letting his jaw hang open, before his eyes narrow and a smirk spreads across his lips.
"I am now." He growls. Pulling you to sit on his lap.
You sit feeling him already starting to grow under you. His hands drift dangerously up your thigh, snapping the garter elastic sharply making you wince and choke a bit on the liquor you just sipped.
"I think we should go up stairs, kitten."
"But the party has barely just started." You whine in his ear brushing your lips against the shell ever so slightly.
"Arghh! Ahoy Matey!!" Taehyung calls loudly, having spotted the two of you from afar. "Wow babe you look- Give us a twirl." He cocks an eyebrow taking your hand making you stand and making you spin.
You're certain you flashed the entire room and Namjoon at the very least. Taehyung suddenly leans in close, holding your waist very tight. "I know I just got down here but do you want to go upstairs?"
"Well," You bite your lip looking back at Namjoon who is visibly aroused. "We- had already talked about going up..."
"Why don't we all go upstairs?" Namjoon smirks, flanking you, trapping you between himself and Tae.
"Ladies first," Taehyung flourishes his hat with a bow towards the door to the foyer.
You have no complaints aside from wishing you'd been able to dance a bit before getting busy. But this is the effect you were hoping for when you picked out this maid costume.
So you lead the way. Back through the crowd on the Dance floor that has started to thicken. Back into the dimly lit foyer where Yoongi is still stuck with Chungha, and several others, in a semi circle around him.
Luckily the guests are too engaged in whatever they are talking about to notice the idols taking a slutty maid up stairs.
But Yoongi notices.
He meets your eyes with a look that begs you to tear him away from the invasive and growing crowd. There's no way you could help him without drawing attention to yourself, so reluctantly you turn away and continue up the stairs.
You make the turn into the upstairs hall, and feel hands starting to come up the back of your thighs. It seems both men had the same idea. They must have had a very nice view of your garters and probably a good bit of your ass when you lead the way on the stairs.
Pushing the door of your room open, you feel that rush of excitement, and it's only elevated when Namjoon comes around grabbing the back of your neck and guiding you back into the nearest wall.
Your hands come to his chest immediately feeling the taught muscle even through the layers of his suit. His lips crash into yours and his left hand pushes up your skirt, grabbing a good handful of ass. You hum a giggle into his mouth and he groans, pressing his hips into yours, making you gasp. He takes the opening to nip your bottom lip between his teeth.
There's a great clanking and clamouring as Taehyung drops his sword belt and various metal accessories. Startled you and Joon snap out of make-out mode with both of your heads whipping towards the sounds.
Tae chuckles bashfully, and brushes his hair back nervously. His makeup is dark and smokey and it makes you want to do dirty things with him. It helps that his shirt is showing so much of his chest. And his tight trousers aren't hiding any details in the front or back. It certainly has not escaped your notice how well fitted either of their costumes were. Pushing out of Joon's grasp you saunter over to Tae wrapping your arms around his neck, biting your lip seductively. He wraps his hands around your waist.
"I'm sorry love, we just can't afford to pay you for cleaning this month." He says with a smirk, pulling you into his chest.
You pick up what he's hinting at.
"Well I'm sure we can figure something out." You purr for him, dragging one hand down his chest to the scarlet tie at his waist. You fiddle with the knot until it comes undone and it falls around his feet.
Taehyung's gaze lifts, from the not so subtle peak at the nice low neckline of your dress, to somewhere beyond you. You feel hands coming around your hips weaseling between your body and Taehyung's.
Glancing back, you see the red devil horns in your peripherals, and Joon's black button down. The scent of his intoxicating cologne surrounds you, as he pulls your hips back into his again. For a moment you're caught between the two men, the roguish pirate and the devil himself, like they are fighting over you. But that moment quickly ends when Namjoon's hands reach down the last inch and pull up the hem of your skirt while Taehyung attacks your lips.
The roaming hands quickly find the waistband of your thong and it is quickly pulled down to the floor. Taehyung's kisses blur your mind, one of his hands comes up to the back of your neck while the other grip's your waist tightly. You can taste the vanilla and spice of rum on his lips and tongue.
You can hear the faint buzz of a zipper being pulled and Namjoon pulls your skirt up to your waist exposing your ass.
His fingers delve into your wetness, spreading it to your clit and massaging it with small circles that make you arch back and moan into Taehyung's mouth. Pushing in two digits he pumps them against your gspot, getting you nice and ready to take his cock.
Tae fiddles with your hair tie, until your low bun falls out letting him weave his fingers into your hair. He balls his fist and smoothly pulls your head back breaking the fiery kiss, to kiss and nip down your neck and collarbone. Namjoon fingers you as Taehyung sucks crimson hickies on the tops of your breasts, making you moan loudly, luckily all moans are well drowned out by the thumping music downstairs.
You grip Tae's shoulders as your knees start to weaken, but your footing is regained regrettably when Namjoon pulls his fingers out.
"Kitten, why don't you go get on the bed. Hands and knees okay?" Joon hums his commands, sending a shiver down your spine.
Taehyung presses one last kiss to your lips and lets you follow the devils instructions.
You crawl onto the bed on all fours and wait patiently to get your brains fucked out. There is the familiar sound of clothing being removed and piled on the floor. The men approach and your fluffy skirt is again pushed up to your waist and hands paw at your ass. One of the garter straps is pulled back and snapped against your flesh with a delicious sting. You yelp and wince and roll your hips, earning some groans.
Joon comes along the side of the bed and climbs up onto the mattress. He takes your chin in his hand and lifts your head to him. You rake your eyes up his bare body until you see his dark face and horns that he has chosen to keep on despite stripping everything else off. Lazily his other hand plays with himself, just out of view no matter how much you strain to look.
Two more hands smooth over your ass, and down to your thighs, pulling them apart even more. Taehyung groans again, rubbing his tip up and down your soaking wet slit.
"Fuck I love this pretty little cunt" He certainly knows how to swear like a sailor.
He presses with a little more force, and slides in easily. Almost too easily. You gasp and Namjoon takes advantage, pushing his fingers into your mouth. For a second you can taste yourself but only the faintest bit. You suck on his fingers trying to look up at him seductively, but it's difficult with Taehyung pounding your pussy from behind.
Joon removes his fingers and quickly guides your open mouth to his cock.
"Ah shit- kitten fuck!" He curses, gathering your hair to the back of your head like a handle for him to hold onto.
Shifting your weight to one hand you grip the base of his cock, and steady yourself to blow him at the same time.
Tae lands some searing spanks on each cheek with a sadistic chuckle.
He leans down wrapping a hand beneath you playing with your clit and all the wetness pooling in your cunt.
"You look so good on all fours, it makes me want to creampie you all day long." Taehyung's lips brush against the shell of your ear, making you shiver and moan.
Your moans vibrate, muffled by Namjoons thick cock, that has not stopped throbbing in the back of your throat. Spit coats him and your chin, and drips down your neck as he thrusts into your mouth.
Swallowing suddenly you hear the devilish man hiss and spit a few curses before pumping his hips a little faster. There's a tell tale erraticness to his breathing and it only becomes more evident when Taehyung keeps you moaning and mewling around the cock.
You can't help it, he just keeps pounding that sweet spot with every thrust, he knows what that does to you. And it certainly doesn't make it any easier to delay your own orgasm when his fingertips are soaked and working so well on you.
"Oh god kitten- im gonna- oh fuck-" Namjoons fist tightens in your hair pulling you off with a sinful pop. But it was too little too late. "Oh god-"
His cum shoots on your lips and chin and chest, making you perfectly messy.
Wonderful. Now you'll definitely need to redo your makeup.
But cynicalness aside, hearing his groans and that extra tug at your hair definitely helped move your own orgasm along.
Joon rests on his heels pecking your forehead, and grabbing a tissue to help you clean up a bit.
The hand that had been around the base of his cock, you can now use to play with yourself. Batting Taehyung's hand away you draw your own little circles in the creamy wetness, while Tae fucks into you brutally fast.
Taking the freedom of both hands, Tae grips your hips, railing, seemingly as fast as he can.
Your support arm shakes and gives out, landing you face down in Namjoons lap, but that hot coil is tightening in your stomach and you don't dare to distract yourself right now.
"You gonna cum for us kitten? Cum for daddy?"
"Oh fuck, I am-" Taehyung answers for you, with shaky thrusts and fingers digging into your sides.
The thought of being filled up triggers your own high. You milk him well, clenching around him until the very last drop.
"hOly-" You breathe, flopping onto your side, taking a tissue, to clean off any cum Joon had misses
"Right? Okay, you don't have to wear that all the time, but PLEASE keep this outfit." Tae begs, gathering the clothes strewn about.
"Deal, as long as you all keep yours around too." You giggle stroking Namjoons thigh. "You guys should probably get to the party, it sounds like it's in full swing now. "
They agree, clean up and get dressed and leave you to fix your makeup.
You clean the smudges of mascara and put on a fresh coat of the dark cherry lipstick with a shimmery glossy coat.
And then comes a knock at the door.
You open the door to find a dark and brooding vampire Yoongi, staring back at you licking his fangs lustfully.
"Y-" You start but he's on you in a split second. Kissing and sucking and biting at your neck, pushing you back into your bedroom.
Gripping his shoulders, you let him guide you back until you're up against the side of your bed.
He hoists you onto the bed, working his way back up to your lips, adding to the trail of bruised hickeys already decorating your neck.
You wrap your legs around his hips as he kisses you deeply making your eyes roll back.
When he finally breaks the kiss, you see the smear of your lipstick on his lips, like he was a real vampire who just drank your blood.
Yoongi smirks, pecking your lips one last time before dropping down to his knees. You watch him carefully with bated breath as he runs his hands up your thighs, pushing your skirts up to your waist.
He eyes your panties and garter belt, before pulling the lace covering your pussy to the side. Right away he plunges two fingers in, and clamps his mouth to your cunt.
"Wait- Tae- c-came inside-" You struggle to warn him with the way he goes to work so eagerly.
"So?" He muses, "It wouldn't be the first time I've tasted his cum." With a nonchalant shrug he goes back to eating you out like he hasn't eaten in a thousand years.
He makes your moans flow freely as he laps and sucks at your clit, curling his fingers up into your gspot.
Just as the wonderful feeling of an orgasm begins to build, he stops. You whine until you see him already starting to unzip his pants, and the anticipation rises in your chest. Getting impatient you hurry the process along, unbuttoning his shirt, eyeing stomach and chest.
Yoongi pulls your legs up to his shoulders, hooking them there, and steadying his cock at your pussy.
It takes barely any force at all for him to push in. Right away he starts hammering into you. Maybe it's the bit of oral foreplay, or just the way his cock consistently nails your g spot, but you are already seeing stars.
"Fucking hell babygirl- you feel- so good." He huffs as his hands roam your body, admiring how low cut the top of the dress is.
"I think- I think I'm gonna cum soon."
"Oh yea? What's gonna get you there?" He grips on to your waist, leveraging into you with each strong thrust.
"Dont stop." You cry through gasped moans as your hand goes between your legs again. Edging yourself closer and closer to cumming until you couldn't stop it if you wanted to.
"y/n-" He groans as his hips stutter to a halt, and again you are filled to the brim with warm sticky cum.
Letting your legs come down he rests on your stomach, giving it a sweet kiss, before pulling out.
"Wow."
"Heh, yeah. Sorry I came charging out of the gate, but I saw you earlier and I just had to eat you out in this costume. People just kept coming up to talk to me and all I could think about was fucking you."
"Speaking of people, let me get cleaned up, and redo my lipstick and let's go back downstairs, I really wanted to do some dancing tonight."
Yoongi nods and rebuttons himself up while you change panties and again apply more lipstick in the mirror.
You come out of the bathroom and see Hoseok standing with Yoongi. Hoseok looks you up and down and you already know what is on his mind.
"Well hello, angel." He rounds you like a lion stalking his prey, grazing a finger over your new hickeys sending a shiver down your spine. "So this is the costume I've heard so much about."
"Oh what have you heard?" You cock an eyebrow at Yoongi who gives a guilty grin.
"I'm gonna let you guys have some privacy." Yoongi backs out of the room with a wink.
"Mmhmm well," Hoseok hums, fiddling with the bow of your apron until it falls at your feet. "I heard less about the costume, and more about what's under it."
"Is that so?" You push his suit jacket off of his shoulders and onto the floor, wrapping your arms around his neck.
You kiss at his sharp jawline leaving nice red lipstick prints down his neck. Deftly your fingers work at the buttons of his shirt. Resigning yourself to not going to the party very much tonight, you plan on enjoying Hoseok as much as possible.
With a buzzing hum your dress is unzipped and on the floor. Hoseok stares at you in the black lace bra and garter belt, new black thong, and thigh high socks that he bought for you.
"God damn," He bites his lip and adjusts his tented slacks.
You kneel in front of him sticking out your tongue lewdly. As if in a trance never breaking eye contact he smooths back a few of your baby hairs staring down his nose at you while you undo his pants.
Pulling them down, you let his hard cock free from the tight pants. Right away you are on him, taking as much as you can until your lips touch the base of his cock, leaving a vulgar ring of the dark crimson lipstick.
"Fuck that's hot." His head tips, becoming more and more vocal the longer you suck him off.
Backing off you focus your effort to his tip, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking hard, bobbing your head, and pressing your tongue up into the smooth vein on the underside of the shaft.
"Oh god, angel- y/n- it's too good." He grips your shoulder tightly as you use both hands to pump the length. "I'm so close- stop im gonna cum-"
"Mmm good- " You tease quickly between the bobs of your head.
"Dont- dont you - want to- get off?"
"I have," -Kitten lick, "Already," -Long lap up from the base to the tip,"Twice."
"Mmm fuck-"
"Dirty mouth, Hoseok-ah" You giggle teasingly, opening your mouth to take his cock again, but Hoseok's hand catches your jaw and hauls you up to your feet.
"I think I'd rather fuck your little bratty pussy instead, and you're gonna cum again whether you like it or not. How does that sound like an angel?" You can only whimper. He went from passive to dominant so quickly it makes your head spin.
Hoseok leads you over to the side of the bed, bending you over the side of it. You grip the sheets as he rips off your panties and snaps your garters against your ass a few times.
"Mmm somebody is wet isn't she?" He leans over you, wrapping a hand around your throat, bringing your head back so he can hiss menacingly in your ear. "Now tell me angel, is that from having my cock in your mouth? Or is it because you love getting filled with cum?"
The answer is both, but he doesn't give you time to respond, when he steadies himself and forces inside you, pinning your hips to the edge of the mattress. His hips snap rapidly taking the breath out of your lungs, leaving you gasping in ecstasy that you weren't at all prepared for.
After cumming twice already, you weren't expecting to feel another orgasm coming so soon, if at all.
"-seok- ah" You gasp and bury your face into the sheets letting whimpers and nearly yelled moans.
"I want to hear you-" Grabbing your shoulders he pulls you back into his chest, forcing you to let go of the sheet.
One hand goes to your chest, palms each breast before coming to settle loosely on your neck, while the other dives between your legs, rolling a finger over your clit again and again.
Despite having cum so recently, his hands playing with you, the beautiful moans in your ear, and well aimed lightning fast thrusts, have you screaming his name and cumming in minutes.
And it's probably for the best you came so soon. From the sound of his groans, he wasn't going to last much longer either. Your orgasm and spasms around his cock were the nail in his coffin.
And for the third time tonight you have cum dripping out of you, and your lipstick is a mess.
"Thanks for letting me get in the way of having fun tonight."He simpers, handing you a towel to clean up. It's not too late yet, so maybe not all hope is lost."
"Well, I still had fun, believe me." You wink back. "Besides, it's good practice for when we are trying to have a baby."
"Heh, yea." He looks around for his and your clothes quickly, and you sense a change of subject is in order.
"I hope they still have mummy dogs down there! I'm really hungry now." You throw on the dress and turn for him to zip it up for you
"Me too, you just need to get more lipstick right?" He asks zipping you in, and tying your apron on.
"No fuck the lipstick, I give up."