Seokjin pulls out of Violet with a wet, heavy sound. Cum follows — a thick, slow river of it, four loads sliding out of her gaping pussy and pooling on the already-soaked sheets. Violet's thighs tremble, her knees falling wider apart, her body too spent to close. She lies there, chest rising and falling in shallow, ragged breaths, milk still beading at her swollen nipples in thin, glistening threads.

Seokjin stands, his cock slick and softening, and looks down at her. Then he turns to the others — Namjoon leaning against the wall, Jungkook sitting on the floor with his back to the dresser, Hobi perched on the chair in the corner, all three of them still stroking themselves, still hard, still watching.