~One Day Later~

Parties... it was only a matter of time until you went to one.

End of year party hosted by the rich seniors that of course you and Jimin got invited to. The big house with probably eight gazillion kegs of beer is right in front of you, Jimin holding your hand as you approach. "Jesus their closets are probably bigger than my entire house," Jimin mumbles, you nodding in agreement.

One of the first things people think of when they see the word 'college' is 'party'. That and 'expensive' because fuck college is so much money here. It was really about time that you got to one. You're dating one of the most popular kids on campus, you're surprised this is your first real party experience.

"Let's get this over with," Jimin says, pulling you to the open front door. As soon as you walk in, the music hits your ears. Jesus that's louder than Jin when he's laughing. What the hell? The bass is insane, you can practically feel it inside you. Fucking inside you. The only thing that should be inside you is Jimin. This is making you so uncomfortable.

You spot Yoongi in the corner of the room, smiling brightly while talking to a bunch of other people on the basketball team, Jackson included. Ever since that day Jackson asked you if he should apologize to Chae or not, you've respected him a bit more. The fact that he had the balls to own up to his mistake gives you an ounce of respect for him. What he did was the worst thing he could do in a relationship, but at least it was in high school when they were dumb teens rather than young adults in college. That would've hurt a lot more.

"So... where to first?" you whisper, Jimin laughing. "The kegs." "Min!" you say, joining in on his laughing. Then, you turn to him in time to see him walking towards the kitchen. Wait, what? Was he serious? You follow, him approaching the other members of the basketball team that aren't talking to Yoongi.

"Hey man," one of them says. You think that's Taeyong, but you're not sure. Speaking of boys with Tae names, where's Taehyung? Isn't he supposed to bring Jungkook? They're kind of like the new, shy couple. They haven't really openly said that they're dating yet, but it's so obvious. Jungkook has been over at Tae and Jimin's apartment more times than you can count anymore. That's not coincidence. Apparently Tae won't even tell Jimin. Those poor boys are so shy.

"Hey, got anything for me?" Jimin asks as you stop next to him. "Oh you know it," he replies, going to the fridge and opening the door. "Taeyong, right? Senior?" you whisper-ask Jimin, who nods. So you were right, you know the basketball team well. You certainly hang out with them enough. A lot of times after practice the team and their girlfriends would go to the track field and hang out, you and Jimin among them. Fun nights.

"Here, it's a Coors so nothing special. I can get you a Heineken later when Soobin brings a bunch of twelve packs. Basketball players get em' first." "Sounds good to me, thanks bud," Jimin replies, giving Taeyong a smile. He turns to you. "Anything for the lady?" You laugh, "I'll steal some of his." "Hey!"

Taeyong shakes his head before dismissing himself, going over to say hi to Yoongi. You turn to Jimin and give him a puzzled look. "You drink?" "You don't?" he asks back with a small smirk. "I've certainly tried sips from my parent's stuff before, but I've never seen you drink," you remark.

He shrugs, popping open the can. "I'm almost legal so, close enough. Sorry is that... not okay?" You shake him off, "Min, we're in college no one gives a fuck I was just surprised. I mean, you honestly seem like a beer guy, but like I said, I've never seen you drink. As long as you're careful, which I know you are, I don't care."

Jimin pecks your lips, softly smiling, "learn something new every day, right?" You chuckle, "guess so. So, should we get in on the party games? I'm sure someone's playing naughty truth or dare somewhere in this big ass house. And by somewhere I mean wherever Chaeyoung is." "Your best friend is awesome," Jimin comments. "Oh I know. Is that a yes?" He cutely nods. "Let's go then!"

You take his hand, pulling him around the enormous house. It's a dark color scheme, but you're not surprised. Most college kids like to decorate their houses to be 'aesthetic'. Regardless you easily find Chaeyoung in the living room, cuddled up next to Jin on the floor, a circle formed.

Jimin chuckles, "I hope it's eighteen plus truth or dare..." "Me too..." you whisper, eyeing the drink in his hand. "What? Want some?" he offers, "totally up to you, don't feel pressured." You shrug, deciding to grab it, "why not?" He shrugs with you, watching you cautiously sip from it. Huh that's... not like the stories describe it.

"I thought it was supposed to burn." "Coors is light babe. That's why I stick with stuff like this rather than what you see a lot of others bring in. It's nice but not overbearing," he explains, grabbing the can and taking a large swig. "Want another?" he asks when he's done. "Sure."

You take it, still only sipping. Jimin laughs, "so cute, it won't make you drunk unless you have a lot of it. Or if you have a few and have low tolerance. Either or." You hum as you sip, letting the flavor hit your tongue. It's honestly not bad. Not the best thing you've ever had, but not the worst either.

"Mmm, I'm good now," you say, handing it back to him. "Fair enough, leaves more for me. Now let's go undress each other with our eyes while others contemplate their existence." "This is why I love you," you reply with a dramatic sigh, going over to the circle.

They welcome you, you and Jimin sitting across from each other. "Yes Y/N, before you ask, we are playing truth or dare," Chaeyoung instantly says as soon as you sit. Ah your bestie knows you so well. You're trying to get laid tonight. Well, you definitely are going to (look who your boyfriend is), but this game will help.

"Okay since Jimin and Y/N are the newcomers, how about we ask them some questions first... Y/N, truth or dare," Chaeyoung questions. "Uh... dare?" you cautiously say. "Hm... fun... steal the rest of Jimin's beer." Without even hesitating you take it from his hands, giving him a sly smile while he looks offended.

"Park Chaeyoung, I know where you sleep," Jimin threatens. "Too late, she already did the dare," she replies with a snicker, motioning for you to ask someone something. "Hm... Jin, truth or dare." "Truth," he tiredly replies, slightly yawning. Oh he doesn't think being tired will get him out of this, right?

"Be honest, who do you love more: yourself or Chaeyoung." Jin blinks at you, "really?" "Really," you repeat. "Dare," he huffs. "Answer my question." "Touché," Jin hums out, mildly impressed. Jimin chuckles from besides you while Chaeyoung glares at Jin. "You have to be honest," you say, him groaning. "Now don't let this feed your ego Miss Park... but I love Chaeyoung more." "Good answer," she practically sings out, pecking his cheek. Jin turns to one of the girls in the circle, Seulgi, giving her a small smile. "Seul, truth or dare?" She shrugs, "dare." "Go kiss your crush." Seulgi looks appalled, "are you serious?" "Serious," he repeats. "Okay where's the mirror?" Everyone laughs, but Jin simply shakes his head. "Nu uh you're not getting out of it that easily Miss Kang," Jin teases. Seulgi lets out a large huff, "fine. Wendy, come here."

"Ooooooh," the group lets out in-sync, the girl Seulgi called out scoffing. "It took you this long to confess? A kiss isn't enough, let's go find the closets," Wendy replies, extending her hand out to Seul. She takes it, and together, they leave. Everyone stares in shock as you sip on Jimin's beverage, him pouting every time you do. Gosh he's so cute.

"Well..." Jin starts, the small group nodding. "That just happened," Jimin finishes. Chaeyoung lets out a long sigh, "can I be honest with you all?" Everyone hums. "I'm too sober for this. Let's get wasted." "That's the first thing I think I've ever heard you said that's not batshit crazy!" Jimin dramatically whines. Yeaaaah... this is gonna be a long night...

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She laughs, wobbling ever so slightly. So, they actually listened to Chaeyoung and got wasted. And by they, Jimin means Y/N. He's always had high tolerance, so when he's drunk, that's how you know he drank a lot. He decided to limit himself and take Y/N home early. And oh boy is she a fun drunk.

Y/N giggles, nuzzling up into his side. "Take off your clothes already," she murmurs. Yes - by fun he meant horny. She's a horny drunk. "Sorry baby, we already went... uh..." Shit, think of a lie Jimin shit shit shit. "Eight times." "Then let's make it nine," she whines. Oh God he's literally so in love.

He chuckles, pecking the top of her head as they reach his apartment. Tae is staying over Jungkook's dorm tonight (Jungkook's dormmate is getting laid) so looks like Jimin and Y/N have the place to themselves. Would be a perfect night for drunk sex... but Jimin's not drunk.

They enter, him closing and locking the door behind him. He hums to himself, placing his keys on the counter and turning to face her. It's safe to say his jaw drops. She's stripping. Slowly to tease him, giving him a small smirk. It's safe to say he's hard. They passed finals, they should be celebrating, but still, this is... holy fucking shit. This is ethereal.

Her shirt drops to the ground, her shoes coming off all while he leans against the counter watching. "Is this really how you want the night to go babe? I can be a lot harder than I've ever gone before..." he mutters. She chuckles, approaching him and smiling before shaking her head.

"You fell for it..." she whispers, playing with the hem of his shirt. His eyes widen as she keeps her cocky look. "You faked being drunk? Why?" "So you could take me home early, why else?" she teases, him staring in shock. "Babe?" "Hm?" she hums, lifting his shirt ever so slightly. "You're hornier than me. Me. Motherfucking Park Jimin."

She laughs, "so you don't want to have hot sex?" "All the sex we have is hot baby." "That's my point... but I'm sure we can make it even hotter." "And what do you suggest?" he questions, raising a brow. She backs away, dropping her pants next and tossing them away with the heel of her foot.

"You know, I've been watching some videos recently," she starts, walking over to the freezer and opening it. "Videos? By videos you mean porn?" She laughs, "mmm... no." She takes out a container of ice cream, closing the freezer and turning to face him. "More specifically I watched a series of movies." "Oh really?" he challenges, rounding the counter and stopping only a foot away from her.

"I think I recall you liking them..." she whispers, taking a spoon from his utensil drawer. She doesn't bother to close it, instead she walks toward him. He backs up, giving her a teasing look as she keeps moving him towards the kitchen table. Within a moment his ass hits it, her chuckling and entering his personal space.

"Take off your shirt and pants," she mutters, taking off the top of the ice cream and tossing it away to God knows where. Instantly he obeys, doing the same thing with his clothes as she did to the poor lid. "Let me guess... Fifty Shades?" he asks as she places the spoon in the coldness.

She licks her lower lip, "if I remember correctly... it went a little like... this..." He gasps as she places the spoon over his skin, starting at the top with his collarbone before trailing down. A little bit of ice cream gets on him, the back of the spoon hitting his nipple while she watches his body react to the cold sensation.

"Fuck," he whispers as she goes lower and lower... trailing over his abs before stopping right above his boxers. "Mmm... look at you," she remarks, placing the container on the table behind him before getting to work with her mouth. Where the spoon touched, her mouth touches instead. The warm contrast of her hot tongue and the cold liquid make his body jolt, something that doesn't go unnoticed by his horny girlfriend.

She takes his time on his nipple, swirling over it and giving it much needed attention while he softly moans, unable to help himself. Her mouth goes lower and lower, marking up his abs, sucking down all the ice cream... then, she reaches the space right before his boxers.

The teasing is getting on his nerves. His boner is very, very obvious and she chuckles at it, swirling her tongue over the skin before hooking her fingers on the sides of the fabric and pulling it down. He helps her, letting his last piece of clothing fall to his ankles.

She goes for the container of ice cream but he stops her, panting. "I think... you're having too much fun," he comments, still heaving. "I don't know, you seem to be enjoying it too," she replies teasingly, giving him seductive eyes. He chuckles, loving her cocky attitude. But... he remembers how that scene went. "If I'm remembering that movie right... I think the guy took over." "No I think you have a bad memory," she whispers.

He smirks, and within the blink of an eye, he's spinning her around and placing her on the table. Her panties fall to the ground, him crouching down with the ice cream in his hands. Of course he creates a trail from her ankle all the way to her inner upper thigh, licking his lower lip as he watches her clutch the sides of the table.

The urge to press the spoon against her center is overwhelming, but he resists to instead place the container and spoon on the ground, giving her the same treatment she gave him. His tongue cherishes every inch of her. She softly laughs, watching as he passes the side of her knee, slowly going up her thigh.

Jimin takes his time to go higher and higher, his eyes not leaving hers the whole time. Soon enough, he's inches away from her, the desperate look in her eyes turning him on. So, he grants her pleas and latches his plump lips onto her wet self. She moans at the contact, a whisper of his name flying past her lips while he works.

He only stays there for a few seconds, tasting her warmth. The strange taste of her mixed with the ice cream is surprisingly pleasant. He keeps eating her out, both his tiny hands on her thighs. She softly moans, encouraging him to give her more. That's exactly what he does.

She gasps as he backs off, pushing her stomach so her back leans against the table. Without a second thought he's thrusting inside her, the girl laughing for a moment before her voice turns into a chorus of moans. The sounds bless his ears as he goes in and out, digging his fingernails into her hips.

He grunts at the effort, the two locking eyes and giving each other a look of desire. God damn his girlfriend for being so horny. Not that he can blame her but still. Jimin can't resist her beautiful body... the way she gives him those seductive looks. So he keeps thrusting, going as deep as he can. It's safe to say the rest of the night, they don't get any sleep...

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A/N: Why is it always the kitchen table? Kitchen tables everywhere need therapy now. I feel like in almost all my works the Mc gets fucked on a kitchen table. I don't even do it on purpose it just kind of... happens. The essentials of a Raven story: there must be a closet scene, a person from exo and bp have to be involved somehow, and apparently the main character getting fucked on a kitchen table needs to happen too. What is wrong with me?