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A Way To Relax

pairing- Yoongi x Reader

wc- 3k

cw- unprotected sex, shower sex, oral (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), kissing, tiniest bit of dom!yoongi

a/n- I went through a little trouble while editing this so if something seems off please tell me!!

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The sound of the door being unlocked immediately caught your attention. Your eyes were widening as you tried to suppress an excited smile.

You hopped off of the unfamiliar bed, your bare feet being welcomed by the warm carpeted floor of the hotel room. You stood in front of the door as it opened, your giddy expression failing to be hidden.

Slowly, the man behind the door stepped into the room, looking tired as usual. He was looking down, stepping out of his shoes with a deep sigh. Before he looked up, he rubbed his eyes and yawned, shaking his head as if to keep awake.

You approached him, placing your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them. "Hi," you whispered into his ear, breathing in his musky scent. He mumbled a small greeting back, relaxing into your touch.

You both stood there in comfortable silence while you rubbed Yoongi's tense shoulders and softly kissed the side of his neck. You rubbed your thumb into the muscle underneath his shoulder blade, causing him to groan and roll his head back.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" you whispered, ceasing your ministrations. Yoongi quickly shook his head, "No, it felt good," he assured you, leaning into your hands to try to get you to start touching him again.

When you passed over that spot again, he let out another noise of content. "My legs hurt," he mumbled as you continued to work on his back. You pouted, "Is that your way of telling me to let you go lie on the bed?" you teased.

"Yeah," he began to saunter over to the bed, immediately flopping down onto his stomach and sighing with delight. You followed close behind him, climbing onto the bed and straddling his lower back.

His eyes were shut as he enjoyed his free massage from you. "The concert looked great, at least from what I saw on my phone." You comment lowly, careful not to make your voice too loud regarding the man below you.

He hummed, his eyes still closed, "It was tiring. I wish you could have seen it live," he grumbled, his words slightly muffled from how he laid his head on its side. "Yeah? Maybe next time, "you chuckled, moving your hands down to his lower back.

When you were almost sure that Yoongi was on the verge of sleep, you gave his butt a little squeeze, climbing off his back. You heard him whine, turning over onto his back, his eyebrows furrowed, "Mm, why'd you stop?"

You chuckled and brushed back his bangs from his face, giving his forehead a swift peck. "Because you're still fully clothed and need to take a shower." He groaned at your words, covering his face with a pillow he had taken from the top of the bed.

Your hand pulled the pillow from his face only to see his eyes drawn shut and his face screwed in an almost painful way. "Come on. Just a quick one?" you asked, patting his cheek. He shook his head again, making a noise of rebuttal.

"You'll feel better, I swear," you promised him, stroking your thumb on the apple of his cheek. "I'll take one if you come with me," he proposed, one of his eyes opening to see your reaction.

Shaking your head with a smirk, you sighed and closed your eyes. "Yeah, sure, that's fine," you agreed. Yoongis' eyes were wide open now. He sat up and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the bed.

You laughed when he pulled you into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. "I thought you were too tired." You smiled and poked at his side when he reached to twist the knob on the shower, making the water turn on.

He shrugged, reaching for the hem of his baggy white tee-shirt, pulling it over his head, and revealing his pale and trim torso. He reached for his jeans next, having a slightly hard time with the button.

Smiling, you copied his movements, taking off your shirt and pants. When Yoongi looked back up from his jeans to see you only in a pair of black panties, he smiled fondly at how comfortable you were around him.

"Ready?" you questioned, taking off your last piece of clothing while he did the same. He nodded at your question, smiling as you struggled to take your foot out of the leg hole of your undies.

You hummed when you finally stepped into the warmth of the shower, the water droplets hitting your shoulders delightfully. "Temperatures nice," Yoongi commented, coming up in front of you, letting the water soak into his hair.

Agreeing with his statement, you let the comfortable sound of the shower put your mind at ease. You opened your eyes, watching how Yoongi stood with his back facing you, his shoulders raising with soft breaths.

You smirked cheekily, reaching a hand down to his butt. You gave in a light pinch. When Yoongi snorted and reached back to swat your hand away from his ass, you chuckled. "So I've been told. multiple times."

With a shake of your head, you reached out and ran your fingers through his hair. "Tell me about the concert?" you hummed, continuing to run your hands through the locks of his hair.

"Mm, well, it was a big stadium. Like always, filled to the brim." You nodded, listening intently. Joon almost broke a mic, again." He said it like it was old news, and while he continued to ramble on about some of the good and bad things, you couldn't help but notice just how much you loved this man.

You felt at home with him; you could stand and listen to his voice for hours. The fact that you could stand in each other's presence butt naked and not feel any discomfort was something that brought you unexplainable joy.

"Yoongi" you called out, the urge to see his face taking over your senses. "Huh?" he questioned and stopped talking about whatever it was he was talking about. "Turn around for me," you couldn't help but sound desperate.

"What's up?" he asked when he turned around, looking at you with concern written across his face. "Nothing just wanted to see your face," you said stupidly, staring at the handsome face in front of you.

Without a second thought, you took his face into your hands and said, "You know, you have the most attractive face I have ever seen?" You questioned him rhetorically, making his cheeks go a little red and his eyes fill with a gratified look. "I could say the same about you," he whispered, reaching around your arms and placing his hands on your face as well.

He gave you a small, keen smile before attaching his lip to yours. Your lips moved together slowly, an emotion that could only be described as love taking place in the connection between your conjoined mouths.

You smiled into the kiss, your hands moving to the nape of his neck to take a fistful of his hair and pull him to you deeper. The kiss had deepened; it was still not rushed, but it had fused with another emotion, none other than lust itself. "Mhm," you drew back, a slight pant and a smile on your face.

"You're also a really amazing kisser," you laughed, as he did the same, a gummy smile taking its place on his face. You leaned your foreheads against each other, almost completely forgetting about the fact that you two were in the shower.

"Again?" It was more like a command than a question, but you still answered "Yes" with a breathily chuckle.

Yoongis' kiss was much more feverish this time, coordinated but sloppy. His hands slip down from your face to gently grip your waist, his fingers softly pressing into your skin.

He quietly groaned into your mouth when you lightly tugged on his hair. You parted from his lips, moving your mouth to the side of his jaw, on the little spot beneath his ear. He sharply inhaled, squeezing your side with his left hand while the other roamed up to benignly palm your breast.

You could feel him growing hard between the two of your bodies. So, with docile hands, you took his cock into your hands, stroking it slowly. He groaned with satisfaction as he felt you slightly twist your hand.

Continuing the same motions, he gently tugged your head away from his neck. "You want to?" he gulped huskily, in hopes that those two words would somehow make sense to you, which thankfully they had.

You nodded, a slight glint taking place in your eyes as you slowly knelt down onto the textured shower floor. He still rested heavily in your hand. You squeezed lightly, still giving him some sort of stimulation as you got as comfortably situated as you possibly could.

You planted a small lingering kiss on the tip of his flushed cock, making him shiver. When you licked up one of the veins on the underside, he let out a low moan. You carefully put him into your mouth, letting the tip rest on your tongue as you gently sucked.

"Mm, yeah," Yoongi groaned from above, his hands finding refuge in your wet hair. Slowly but surely, you began to take more of him in your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks as you went. You let your tongue slide underneath him, feeling the ridges of his veins along the top of your tongue.

He was a groaning mess above you; his head was thrown back, his chest moved up and down in quick pants, and his face was scrunched up in the most attractive way possible.

"God, baby," he pushed your head down a little more, whether on purpose or unintentionally, you didn't know or care. His tip touched the back of your throat, and you inhaled sharply through your nose, your eyes going wide.

You kept on sucking, trying your hardest not to gag when he hit the back of your throat. All the while, you took the hand that wasn't currently occupied with the end of his cock that wasn't in your mouth and lowered it down to your clit, rubbing it in fast circles.

"Shit," Yoongi warned, his cock twitching in your mouth. But just before he could come, he pulled you off quickly but with reluctance. You whined and looked up at him in protest, not stopping the movement on your clit.

Yoongi huffed out a laugh, licking his lips as he watched your doe eyes look up at him in a silent plea. "Not yet, sweetheart. You gotta cum first. "

He gestured for you to stand up, taking the hand that was between your legs and replacing it with his own. You gasped instantly, squeezing your eyes shut. "Oh my-" you squealed when you felt his fingers go faster than you were.

"God. I-" He bit his lip, watching the way your face showed just how much pleasure he was currently giving you. You gasped for air, pleading for more, your back arching into your hand.

"You what?" he mocked you, teasing your hole with his middle finger. You looked down at his hand, his slim fingers working fast against your clit. The string bracelet that hung loosely from his wrist tickled your inner thigh. You moaned at the sight, throwing your head back.

"More please," you managed to pant. Yoongi smirked at your words and smoothly inserted his middle finger into your cunt. Your hands flew to his shoulder, trying to stabilize yourself.

"Mm Yoongi," you whimper, pressing your fingernails into his shoulders. He groaned, watching the way your cunt greedily sucked in his finger. "Yeah, that's it. Want more? "he cooed, reaching his other hand up to your chin and forcing you to look him in the eyes.

With a sharp breath, you looked into his eyes, not daring to look away. "Fuck. "You like this?" he smirked and licked his lips, moving his mouth to your collarbone and gently sucking a love mark onto it." Yoongi, " you let out, your hands anchoring into his wet locks.

He hummed, not paying much attention. You called his name again, pulling his head away from your neck, to which he pouted.

You looked at him in his eyes, then glanced down to where his finger was still thrusting slowly into you. You choked slightly when his thumb rubbed your clit a little harder. "More," you said, as you looked into his eyes.

He chuckled and shook his head, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. He grazed your folds with his index finger, readily pushing into you. You suddenly grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Yoongi stopped and looked away from your bottom. "What?" he furrowed his eyebrows with worry, his eyes scanning your face for any signs of discomfort. "In, please," you begged, your eyes pleading with him as you shook your head and looked down at his still hard cock.

He groaned and placed both his hands on your waist, backing you both up until you hit the wall. As soon as you hit the wall, he immediately started attacking you with a harsh kiss. You whined into his mouth when you felt him rub his cock along your folds.

With one hand, he squeezed your hip gently, getting you to part your lips away from him and make eye contact. "Ready?" he nodded, pressing his tip to your clit. You mirrored him and nodded your head frantically.

He carefully parted your folds, pushing the tip into you gently. He hissed at the sensation. "Jesus, fuck," he groaned, making you squirm. "Feels good," you murmured when he was halfway in. "Yeah, " he inhaled when he was almost in all the way.

You whimpered, feeling extremely full already. "Almost there, baby. "Almost there. "he comforted you, stroking the side of your rib cage with his thumb.

You buried your face in his shoulder, a muffled moan leaving your lips when he finally bottomed out inside of you. He moaned huskily and kissed the side of your head. "So big," you muttered into his neck, squirming around in an attempt to adjust.

It had always taken you awhile to adjust to him, no matter how many times you had sex. He was just too big. After a bit of adjusting and a lot of soft comforting whispering from Yoongi, you finally told him to move, to which he nodded in compliance.

You moaned along with him at the first thrust. He started slowly, setting a pace for you and himself. "Ah, mm, Yoongi," you whimpered as he continued to gradually pick up the pace of his thrust. "Feels so good," he whispered mostly to himself, squeezing his eyes shut with a loud groan.

"Fuck. My god", he rolled his head back, his thrusts getting harder and harder as time went by. You were sputtering nonsense into his shoulder when he reached his hand down to rub your clit, enhancing your pleasure by tenfold.

You wiggled a bit in his hold. He gripped your hip firmly with one hand and continued to play with your clit with the other hand. When you clenched around him, he made a noise deep within his throat, something along the lines of a groan and a growl.

"Shit. If you keep squeezing me like that, I'm going to cum inside you." He panted the words. "Maybe you should," you said dumbly. You heard him let out a grumble, "Don't say that." he said sternly, not wanting to come undone just yet.

He reattached his mouth to your collar bone and suckled in the same spot where he was before, still playing with your clit. "Yoongi, " you warned, the burning of your hair approaching quickly.

"You gonna cum?" he asked, breaking free from your neck. You nodded. A squeak left your throat when he fastened his pace on your clit. You wiggled around, this time without Yoongi really caring.

Yoongi stopped sucking on your collar bone to place his mouth behind your ear and mumble, "Come for me." He felt your walls tighten around him and your breathing get more erratic. "Come on now. "You can do it."

He coaxed you with the deep bass of his husky voice. When you finally felt yourself gush onto his cock, he groaned in pure pleasure. He shut his eyes tightly, his thrusts getting more sloppy. "That's good now."

You were still clenching onto him so tightly, making his own high come dangerously close. "Yoongi," you huffed, feeling as his cock had twitched inside you.

Without a second thought, Yoongi quickly pulled out and jerked his hand fast before spilling his cum all over you and the shower floor. "Fuck," he exclaimed, spurts of cum still coming out of his cock.

"Shit baby. You're so good to me," he whispered, finally coming down from his high. You both leaned on each other, waiting to catch your breaths.

When you had finally caught your fighting breath, you leaned into Yoongi's shoulder and he stroked your back lovingly. "That was amazing" you chuckled, feeling his shoulders move as he laughed as well.

"Y'know," you started in a teasing tone, pulling back from Yoongi to look at his face with a small playful smirk on your lips, "You have a lot of stamina for a guy who claims to be tired beyond belief."

Yoongi smiled, giving your ass a small tap, "Shut up. The waters already cold and we didn't even shower," he whined. "Well then, let's wash ourselves and get out." You shrugged, making him pout and grumble.

"Whatever," you chuckled, grabbing the shampoo from the bathtub's ledge. "Turn around for me," you said softly, to which he happily complied. You washed his hair quietly, a gentle smile adorning your lips. He truly was something else.

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