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Thank you SM for your patience!! I got busy, clearly. As usual, here's a lengthy update for the wait ;)
Also random ass plug but for you Tae stans, I also have a KTH story called Chun Li so check it out? :D ...Ok bye lol remember to vote, comment & enjoy!
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As I make my way through the crowd of Gatti, men turn their heads and spare lip-bites at me while women enviously check out my outfit...

It's safe to say that after my race the other week and hanging around JK more, I've finally become a recognized face amongst the gang.

"Y'all, next race is in 5! Any last bets, place them shits now!"

I grab a rag and cut through the mob in a green and white striped bikini top, paired with shorts, heels, and some blacks and green chaps that put my now pierced stomach and some ass on display. For the first time, my black locks are clipped with green highlights at the front and makeup looks noticeably different with darker brows, lashes, brown lip liner and more gloss than usual.

I wouldn't suddenly consider myself a badass or anything, but after getting 'closer' to JK... I guess I just feel more confident. The women here all strut around half-naked, I figured I might as well blend in.

Despite the attention, I head towards the toolbox in front of my garage and toss the rag over my shoulder—

"Ayo Shego. I need ya services." A random guy licks his lips and rubs his hands greedily. I furrow my brows and rotate towards him with folded arms.

Eyes. They're up here.

"Damn Shawty, you looking bad tonight..."

"Look, do you need anything fixed?" I sigh.

With JK off practicing for this huge upcoming Formula1 race tomorrow, I've sadly grown accustomed to the wannabe thugs trying to get my attention.

"Girl I'm just saying, you been looking fire lately... I was thinking we—"

Just then, JK steps between us from behind the guy and scowls down at his shorter height, pulling the back of his jersey and nudging his chin with seriousness. "Move."

The man's smile slowly thaws into a frown when he glances at me. He looks at JK again before awkwardly walking away.

I lean on my equipment cart and deliver JK a flustered smile. "Thanks. Did you need something fixed?"

He walks closer whilst chewing gum.

"Nah."

"Oh... Are you collecting a car?"

His jaw pops, "Nope."

It takes me by surprise when JK wraps his arms around my waist and holds my ass, his eyes trained on my body from the chest, down. I easily smile and elevate on my toes to link my arms around his neck.

"Mm... You do be looking sexy though."

"Oh? What do you find sexy?" My head tilts.

The racer licks his lip when pulling me closer, making me giggle as he leans into my ear and hums raspily...

"How bout I show you?"

I bite my lip whilst smiling over his shoulder. It's crazy to think that I went from airing out the sex smells in his cars, to having sex with the man myself. Not that we're addicts or anything... But I've certainly been catching JK's attention over his groupies these days.

"...I have a better question. Why don't you date me?" I pull away.

JK rolls his eyes and tuts, "This again..."

"You clearly favor me over your regular groupies. Don't you like me?"

It's a question that takes a lot of courage to ask. Part of me worries that if I ask too much, I'll chase him away... But at the same time, I wanna know how permanent this 'no dating' thing is.

"You know I like you She."

"Then are you just using me for sex?"

"I told you I'm not using you for shit. But you know why I'm not with that dating shit so why you keep bringing it up..."

"Offset VS YoungBoy is ON y'all! Everyone get back!"

JK and I look back at the racing lane that's crowded with ecstatic onlookers. I smile and step away from his hold when an idea hatches in my head.

"Okay, how about this. If I win this race and score that betting money, you'll consider this dating thing."

"Seriously?" He scoffs.

I merely shrug a smug "Hm," and retrieve my leather jacket hung on the cart behind me before tossing it over my shoulder and playfully strutting to the race. JK bites his lip at the way my ass sways behind me.

"Hey Offset, mind if I take this one?" I ask.

His opponent scoffs, "Man fuck I look like racing a BITCH. Y'all Gatti punks got me fucked up."

"You gone' feel real stupid when yo ass gets floored by a bitch then." Quavo responds with his arm around Saweetie, making her laugh.

"Ay man, if JK says it's good, I'm cool wid it." Offset surrenders.

I beam excitedly and hop into his car the moment he steps away, much to YoungBoy's distaste. In the distance, Hwasa glares in my direction with entangled brows.

"Who the fuck is that new girl? She's been around JK all damn week."

"I think that's Shego..." A watcher responds.

"Shego?! That's Shego?? Hell no, I'm not flag-girling for that skank. Someone else can do it."

"You're kinda like, the only flag girl here..."

Hwasa gives her a death stare before groaning, snatching back her flags and storming into the road.

"Ugh... The race is to Caldwell St. and back! Racers must take the fast route or you automatically lose! First one back within 3 minutes, wins! Start your engines!"

Despite Hwasa's eye rolls and attitude, I rev the engine of Offset's Lambo fierce enough to outdo YoungBoy...

The cheers around us erupt through the countdown before we both launch off.

"Fuck him up girl!" Saweetie shouts.

The car rumbles and vibrates from the speed I send into it with the push of my right foot, causing strands of hair to flag my vision. YoungBoy screws his brows at me with wide eyes, shocked at the fact that I've already overtaken him.

Shouldn't underestimate a 'Bitch'.

I make it back to Gatti first place shortly after where everybody surrounds my car with cheers. Even JK claps slowly from the distance with a discrete grin. The moment I step out, I walk towards him and pull him into a heated kiss.

Some of the watchers scream louder, though Hwasa only flares her nostrils in fury and storms off. I soon pull away from JK with a proud smile.

"How about now?"

My seductive tone causes him to smirk. "I'm considering it."

Our lips make their way back to each other with the addition of my hand caressing JK's neck. He eventually pulls away and nudges his chin,

"Get back in the car."

I turn around and notice Offset getting out of his car after parking it out of the way. I turn back to JK and shrug.

"And if I don't want to?"

But my little sassy act is short-lived when JK suddenly grabs my jaw and grumbles.

"Keep playing games like I won't tear that ass up. The car, now."

I bite my lip and obey him by nearing the car and entering the backseat, causing some men of Gatti to sneak glances at my ass in the process. My body jumps however when JK gets in beside me, slams the door shut and sits with widely spread legs.

"You gonna hop on or what?"

I bite my smile once again and swing a leg over JK's lap before he merges his lips with mine hungrily. My fingertips trace his collarbones and shirt while he massages my hips and I grind ever-so-slightly against him.

Our mouths open wide to share breaths and merge tongues before JK's lips travel lower... His heated tongue against the crook of my neck feeling warm and soothing, so much that I exhale and caress his neck with a hum as he bites...

JK doesn't like to be touched a lot... I've learned that the hard way, emphasis on hard, so I'm surprised he's allowing this.

"W-wait, you have a race in 10 minutes." I pant.

His breath fanning against the wet spot on my shoulder sending me chills when he scoffs against it, "10 minutes is all I need She."

With my chest in his face, it's then that JK pulls down my bikini top and takes my bud into his mouth, licking and sucking the sensitive spot for the first time. I moan and bite my lip from the unexpected sensation it sends down my body with my nails riding up the hair at the back of his neck.

"JK..."

In regular JK fashion, he bites on my nipple to inflict some pain, all-while keeping his eyes on me. The sound of my moan fuels him to tug my shorts and panties to the side after unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans...

"Race time in 7 minutes people!"

JK cracks a grin and lifts my hips. I look down as he aligns his length against my already wet entrance, but roll my eyes back and slowly sink lower once it's in.

"Ugh..." My body bops and rocks slowly over his, but that lasts a mere minute before he's already thrusting into me with both hands on my waist.

Ever since our first time, I guess he's had no real reason to go easy on me. Part of me loves it... Then part of me is ready for the coffin.

His ears rest between the crook of my thumbs as I breathe rapidly against JK's lips and keep my eyes trained on them. The small interior of the car has my body craned over his to stop my head from hitting the roof by the way he now vigorously rams into me.

"Mmf!"

I'm taking in everything about him. His breath against mine, his strength and speed, his hands that effortlessly hoist my thighs for him to ram faster... I close my eyes and take it all in.

But to no surprise, my eyes crash open when he catches my throat, his eyes scorching into mine. "What did I tell you?"

"T-to look at you when you're... Talking to me..."

"Nah, you look at me when I'm fucking you regardless." He growls.

"Agh!" I throw my head the harder he thrusts. I can feel our bodies becoming sweaty as the car steams and tinted window fog from inside.

"Yo race time in 2! Where JK at??"

"U-ugh, JK!"

Just when I can feel myself growing close, my moans turn into squeals and chest bounces with every loud, sloppily-wet thrust he sends into me. It's that moment that the wet smacks between us send me over the edge. My body trembles and burns momentarily as I climax all over JK's lap with hitched breath and my eyes rolled back. JK continues to slam unforgivingly where he hisses and releases himself into me as well.

I rest my head against his shoulder and shut my eyes in exhaustion. As I catch my breath, a small smile appears at the feeling of JK moving my hair.

"You took that pill, right?"

"Mhm," I nod.

He grins and gives me one last sloppy kiss before we both clean ourselves up and exit the car for the next race..... Sorry Offset.

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— 2:48 AM —

With tonight's races complete, I help the club clean up as usual by packing away any loose equipment. Most of the watchers and racers have gone home by now, but not all...

Hwasa scowls at me from a distance before striding towards me when my back is turned.

Abruptly, she sinks her claws into my hair and swings a fist at me. "The fuck did I tell you BITCH?!"

I instantly rotate and start hitting back to counter Hwasa's punches and harsh pull on my hair. My teeth clench with trapped squeals and eyes squint when I grab her hair too and use my hold to punch her back repeatedly.

By this point, Saweetie gasps and points Quavo' to the fight with Offset following suit and JK walking in on the scene.

"Yo yo Hwasa!!"

Hwasa uses her grip on my hair and heavier weight to toss me onto the floor however I pull her down with me and manage to get a few punches in before Quavo, Offset and JK intervene.

"Y'all let go of the bundles, damn!"

JK finally manages to secure his arm around Hwasa and pull her back once Offset unhooks her fingers from my hair and Quavo reels me away.

Hwasa looks down and assesses her snapped acrylic nails, "Fucking whore."

"I'm the whore?!"

"Stop stop... You ladies gotta chill for real." Quavo says.

"No— I'm done being nice! She attacked me for no reason!"

"Bitch I TOLD you not to go near him!!" Hwasa yells ratchetly over JK's shoulder. "Slut!"

The name ignites a sudden rage in me that has me lunging forward but Quavo is quick to pick me up. "Whoaa..."

"Bitch sit down, you ain't about that life." Hwasa tuts.

"What is your problem Hwasa?! If you're so jealous that I'm spending time with JK, take it up with him!"

"Ha! You really think because he's fucked you that makes you special?? NEWSFLASH, HE'S FUCKED EVERYONE HERE! And guess what? He'll never change! You're. Not. SPECIAL!"

"Yo, stop." JK says strictly.

"Well just because he's bored of you doesn't give you the right to target me! Here, this is yours." I toss Hwasa her extensions.

Hwasa struggles against JK and Offset's guard as she tries to lunge at me.

"JK let me go right fucking now."

"Nah, there's enough tracks on this floor already. You gotta go."

"Go?!"

"You fucking with good vibes man. Shego weren't doing nuthin, can't just be running up on people like that." Quavo says.

JK adds, "Real talk, you're doing too much. I told you I'm not your boyfriend but you keep pulling this shit. I warned you last time."

"So you're gonna kick me out and replace me with this skank?! I've known you for a fucking YEAR JK! I've been loyal to you and you're gonna do me like that?!" She pokes his chest furiously.

Everybody stays silent, making Hwasa's cheeks puff in rage and eyes water before she reaches to smack JK. He instinctively catches her wrists and grips them whilst shaking his head, "Watch where you putting them hands."

"You're the one who brought me here!!" Hwasa's voice now cracks with tears, "I dropped out of college to be here for YOU, and now you're switching me out for this bitch?! Fuck you!!"

Following her scream, Hwasa aggressively shoves her wrists from JK's grab and storms out of the backstreet.

Offset merely blows air from his puffed cheeks with wide eyes. "Whew. I can't with these females man..."

"You okay baby?" Saweetie gently moves my hair. I return a faint smile and nod, but frown as I watch Hwasa walk away...

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Not long after the fight, JK and I sit in my shut garage where he turns my cheek to the side and places a plaster there.

"Now you look like me."

His comment makes me chuckle faintly but still avoid eye contact. JK tosses aside the rest of the bandaids and rolls his stool closer to mine before patting his thigh.

"Come here."

Maintaining a frown, I slowly get up and straddle his waist while he presses the bandaid more. "Why was she fighting you anyway?"

"You tell me. She's psychotic."

"Well I'm impressed. You held your own out there."

Despite his captivating smile, I only continue to look down and frown...

"JK, was there ever anything between you and Hwasa?"

"What?"

"I don't know, maybe you led her on. She's just so obsessed with you..."

He scoffs while holding my hips, "I ain't fucked with her in weeks She. She's pissed cause I made it clear what I'm on since day 1, that's the damn opposite of leading her on. Why we even talking about Hwasa? She's irrelevant."

"True..." I sigh.

"...Oh yeah, what'd your dad think of this?" JK flicks the ring that's pierced into my stomach.

"He hasn't seen it. He'd kill me if I showed him."

"Mm," he licks his lip before looking into my eyes and grinning. "You should get your tits pierced too."

My eyes bulge.

"Okay now you've crossed the line."

Jungkook chuckles, except this time with a laugh that's rare and charming, adorning perfect laugh lines and slight bunny teeth. I gaze at his smile before remembering something.

"Oh, did I tell you that my dad and I are saving up for a warehouse expansion?"

"Yeah? Where at?"

"Downtown Downey. We'd be able to fit more cars for the club. And if this big Formula 1 race goes well, circuit cars too."

The last part reminds JK of his big upcoming race, making him look down glumly and fish for a blunt.

"What's wrong? I thought this race was your dream."

"Nah, it is." He shields his mouth to light it, "It's just a lot. There's gonna be professionals watching and mad money on the line. I can't fuck up this chance..."

I think he's... Nervous.

"Well Big Joe chose you for a reason. You're the best racer at Gatti, I believe in you 1 billion percent."

JK looks at me fondly with smoke leaving his nostrils before holding out his blunt to me.

"After last time? I'll pass." I wave my hands.

"What bout a blowback?"

"Blow-what?"

JK chuckles and shifts in his stool. "I won't do a lot. Open your mouth."

His demand makes my eyes widen in confusion as I watch him inhale the weed. He then wraps an arm around my waist, pulls me in by the chin and parts my lips with his thumb. Keeping me still on his lap, he stares at my lips whilst slowly blowing smoke into my mouth...

I wince silently at the foreign burn in my throat and in slow motion, squint, rotate and cough in disgust.

"Well?"

"*Cough!* You said you wouldn't do a lot!"

"I was kinda hoping you'd get high." He chuckles at my reaction and effortlessly puffs some more. I guess he's used to the sensation... An addiction I'll never understand. My throat feels like it's on literal fire.

JK taps his blunt whilst flickering his gaze between my eyes and lips with a devious grin. Without a word, he attaches his lips to my neck and starts bites in sensually.

"J-JK, we're in the garage..."

"Mm?"

"A-and someone might hear outside..."

Suddenly, he removes me from his lap and pushes me against the counter with both hands on my hips, his blunt still between his fingers and crotch pressed against my rear.

"If they didn't hear us, it'd be a problem. Now buss it open She."