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borathae · 2 years

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“You and Yoongi haven’t taken that certain next step in your relationship yet. But when a sudden sexy scene on screen suprises you, said step seems way easier to take than imagined."

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, domestic Fluff

Warnings: this is pure lovemaking, subby!Yoongi, gentle dom!Reader, praises, good boy kink, a sex scene in a movie, he gets hard because of it, she rubs him over his sweats :'), he is so cuddly and cute, he sits on her lap :(, thigh riding & dry humping, breast worshipping, body worshipping for both, the best kisses, nipple sucking & play, he has sensitive nipples, oral (f.receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), protected sex, penetrative sex, missionary position with lots of hugs, he also cries cause it feels so good, i wanna scream this is so soft

Wordcount: 10.4k

a/n: This is the softest lil feel good smut I ever wrote 😔 (but it's also really hot wtf, I'm dying here 🥴) I just want them to be happy for eternity 😔 I also think that I made my heart literally burst for good boy!Yoongi, holy moly I didn't know I needed Yoongi with a good boy kink in my life, but I do. Him sitting on her lap does things to me, I wanna treat him so right

You have Yoongi over tonight. He came for warm milk, cookies and a movie after his heaters once again acted up. Not that his acting up heaters are the only reason he came over. He missed you a great deal and really wanted to see you. You instantly said yes because you missed him too and five minutes later, he was by your door with Holly in his arms.

You built a blanket fort in the sunroom and on top of your most comfortable pillows and blankets, you enjoy your delicacies, bundled up and cozy and with a silly romance movie on.

It has been snowing the entire day. The world is covered in a thick white blanket by now. Inside the cold can’t reach you however, you made sure with big fuzzy socks for the both of you and your trusty old space heaters.

One of which, Levi claimed as his own, now slumbering right in front of it with his nose covered by his paws and his back getting warmed up by the heater.

He hasn’t bothered to move ever since the neighbour came over. Quite frankly, he is rather annoyed by his frequent visits and the obsessive kissing the two of you like to engage in, in his presence. So he tries not to move too much and sleep until the neighbour is leaving again.

Not that Yoongi is planning to do so any time soon. As a matter of fact, he is planning on staying overnight.

He reaches into the bowl of popcorn, fetching nothing.

"Oh no, empty", he says.

"Really? Oh dear. Don’t worry, I have more", you assure him, taking the bowl only to get stopped by Yoongi.

"Don't worry, I got it", he says, pecking your cheek before getting on all fours and crawling out of the blanket fort.

Holly, who had slumbered on a pillow before, lifts his head and jumps to his little feet to waddle after his daddy. He loves the frequent visits to your cottage. It smells so good here and he has a new friend to play with all the time. Holly loves playing with Levi, even if his friend sometimes acts annoyed by their playtime. He also loves tonight. He hopes that his daddy will never ever leave again. Oh dear! He is already so far away. Holly starts running, bumping his head with Yoongi’s leg once caught up.

"Careful Holly", Yoongi tells him, looking down at him.

Holly retorts the look with all the love he can offer. He has the best dad ever! Tonight is awesome!

"Can you get some cookies too?" you call out from the fort.

"Sure", Yoongi says, disappearing inside afterwards with Holly by his side.

He returns soon after, carrying the fruits of his successful hunt in your kitchen. You press play on the movie, accepting the plate of cookies and making space for Holly jumping back in.

"You didn’t have to pause for me", Yoongi tells you.

"Of course I did, you'd have missed so much", you say, welcoming him back under the blanket.

"So warm. I was freezing my butt off outside", he says, snuggling into you. His head is resting on your shoulder, his arm is snug around your waist and one of his legs is lodged right between your thighs. The bowl of popcorn he placed a little further down on your lap. And Holly is slumbering on his pillow again, resting his little chin on his little paws.

"It's not that cold", you tease him, rubbing his arm to get him warm again.

"Yeah it is, you gotta warm me up."

"Aww poor baby", you coo, hugging him closer all while rubbing his back quickly, "there we go, get warm again."

Yoongi hums contently, focusing his eyes back on the movie while his lips curl into a tiny smile. So nice. He couldn’t ask for a better way too get warmed up.

Soon you can hear the faint sound of him eating popcorn and chuckling at funny parts of the movie and calmness returns.

You and Yoongi spend a lot of time together these days. Even more time than you did back in summer. And you love every single second of it.

Yoongi is the best time spending partner you could ever ask for. And gosh, he is so sweet and funny and always knows the best stories and his kisses are the best and he smells so nice, his cooking is heavenly too and to top it all off, he likes being the little spoon. Yes, you were aware that you were thoroughly and crazily whipped for him, but can one really blame you if someone as sweet as Yoongi is your boyfriend? Surely one can forgive the quick swooning.

The point however was, that you and Yoongi are spending a lot of time together and you realised that next to all the little quirks you love to swoon over, Yoongi truly was such an enrichment in your life. You may have sounded like a hormonal teenager at first, but Yoongi is so sweet and he makes you laugh like nobody else does. And even mundane things like cooking or going grocery shopping feel exciting with him.

You are currently in the phase of your relationship where you get to know each other's cuddling habits. As mentioned before, Yoongi loves being the little spoon. Which was perfect, because you love being the big spoon. Yoongi also loves resting his head on your shoulder or your chest. Which was perfect because you love playing with his hair and feeling the weight of his head rise and sink in sync with your breathing.

Hand holding? Was a shared favourite of both of you.

Napping whilst cuddling? Yoongi showed you the joy of it.

Watching a movie whilst cuddling? You introduced Yoongi to it.

Making out because of cuddling? Yes. A simple and confident Yes.

So in conclusion, you and him spend a lot of time glued together. A lot of time.

And while that may make one think that you also spend a lot of time glued together without your clothes on, that is not entirely true.

It has been a while since you got together and while you still had a few hot nights after your reunion, you didn’t really spend a lot of time having sex.

Especially the traditional type of sex. The type where he sticks his thingy inside of you. That kind.

You didn’t have that yet.

There was no particular reason for it, the time just didn’t feel right yet.

Which was quite ironic, because on the few occasions where you did end up tangled and horny, you were always this close to getting there.

One time, you were stopped by Holly barking for his dinner.

Another time, Yoongi’s one and only condom ripped right as he slipped it on and you had to stop.

Then it didn't and he was already on top of you, when Levi had the brilliant idea to jump on his back and scratch him (that night wasn’t fun because Yoongi hurt a lot. Levi had to sleep on the couch as punishment).

And another time you really, really wanted it, only to start your period right when Yoongi wanted to go down on you (you almost broke up with him in embarrassment, but he managed to calm down your hormonal butt with some hugs).

So yes, the stars were not in your favour as far as taking that next step was concerned.

It wasn’t a big problem, because you didn’t need sex to be happy with Yoongi. Most often than not, simply spending time together was enough fulfillment.

And in return, Yoongi didn’t make it seem as if he had a problem with it either.

But you can’t deny that you didn’t begin fantasising about him obsessively. You find yourself masturbating a lot more than you did before you met him. You have two reasons for that. First of all, the memories he gave you. You love thinking back to the steamy times you shared and getting off to them. And second of all, the images of what could be. Bringing Yoongi to orgasm a lot of times has given you memories and those memories like to sneak into your fantasies until they drive you to the point of a soaking wet orgasm around your favourite toy.

And maybe you shouldn’t keep all those soaking wet orgasms between you, your mind and your favourite toy, but instead experience them with your extremely hot boyfriend.

It happens then that the two main characters of the movie fall into a passionate kiss.

"Finally", Yoongi murmurs, "it's what they deserve."

"Mhm", you agree, concentrating on the way they hug. So close and so ready to devour each other.

You sneak a glance at Yoongi. He is watching with great interest, not noticing your yearning gaze.

You look back at the screen. The characters have managed to get shirtless by now, pressing each other against the next best wall.

Yoongi eats popcorn. You look at him again. He is so sexy. Has he always been that sexy? Wow, look at him eating popcorn so sexily. Would it be weird if you reached down there and traced his lips? Or feed him some popcorn before sticking your finger down his throat?

"Damn", he says, averting your attention back to the movie.

Flustered by your own dirty thoughts, you look back at the screen. Dear heavens, thankfully reading minds isn’t a real thing.

The guy just this moment is ripping through the woman's panties before falling to his knees. No explicit details are shown, just him grabbing her hips and pulling her on his face. The next scene is of her taking a shuddering breath and throwing her head back.

Yoongi clears his throat, shimmying his hips into another position. Like this his leg isn’t between your thighs anymore and his crotch isn’t pressed into your side.

It makes you prickle in excitement. Is there a reason for why he moved away?

The scene continues. The characters have reached the bedroom. The woman, now lying on her back, has her legs over the guy's shoulders as he eats her out. No details, just enough to really get the imagination going.

Yoongi coughs, shifting again. You sneak a glance at him. His cheeks are beet red, the colour is spreading over his nose as well. Further down his body. Goddamn, the best parts are hidden behind the blanket. You can’t even check if he is as affected as you feel, because you are. Oh, you are so affected. The scene may not be graphic, but watching it with Yoongi does things to you. Like make you imagine how it would feel to have him on his knees like that.

The scene changes. The man gets pushed into the mattress while the woman climbs between his legs and lowers herself to his best parts. Next the man gasps before his head rolls back and he reaches down to where you assume the woman is giving him head.

"They went all out, didn’t they?" Yoongi says and laughs nervously.

"Yeah right? They really wanted each other I guess."

"Yeah totally, I get that."

"Same, yeah."

You and him exchange a hasty look. Did he mean it how you meant it? Is he relating to the characters just as you do? Too shy to further probe, you look away and pretend that you weren’t relating. Yoongi does the same, hoping that you can’t hear his racing pulse.

The scene has changed tremendously. Now a big detailed shot of the guy's butt is on screen. It flexes and relaxes with him moving his hips into her.

"That's a good butt", you say.

"Yeah uhm, true", Yoongi mumbles, tugging at the collar of his shirt.

The scene continues. More steamy sex on screen and shimmying from Yoongi. The way that man fucks her. So desperate. You are so horny because of it. Which is quite unusual because you never get horny because of movie sex and yet tonight it leaves you soaking your panties. Yoongi is squirming so much and all you can do is imagine how he would act in such a scene with you.

"Jesus christ, how long is that scene?" Yoongi says, gulping secretly.

"It's really long. They really went all out in the details."

Just right now it zooms in on the woman scratching her nails down his back. You feel your own fingers scratch down your boyfriend's back.

He squirms at that, sneaking a devastated look up at you. One you manage to catch because you were in the midst of sneaking a needy look down at him as well.

He looks away quickly, burning up even more. You can’t stop staring. He is so hot. Dear, he drives you crazy.

You run your fingers along his spine, watching with a tingling stomach as he very visibly presses his thighs together under the blanket.

So you bury your hand in his hair, playing with the strands at the nape of his neck.

A dent appears right on top of his crotch. One of his hands, most definitely cupping his dick. You wonder if that means that he is trying not to get hard or stop himself from being hard.

The scene stops. The pillowtalk of the characters is like background noise in your ears.

"That scene was so long, right?" Yoongi says, getting no answer from you.

He lifts his gaze with a racing heart, meeting your half-lidded eyes.

"Right?" he asks quietly, feeling dizzy in nervousness.

You run your fingertips over his scalp, forcing his thighs to rub together while his hand presses down hard.

"Want me to replace that hand of yours? Mhm?" you ask him.

Yoongi widens his eyes to the point you fear that they might accidentally fall out.

"I, I. Don’t. I. S-sorry what..what?" he stutters.

"The hand you’re keeping between your legs. Want me to replace it?"

You can watch how he pulls it away.

"With, with w-what?"

"My own obviously."

"But the movie, don’t you, you wanna watch?"

"Do you?"

Yoongi gulps.

He reaches for your hand and tugs it on top of his crotch. The feeling sends excitement through you. He's sporting a semi, one you know became bigger after the bold stunt you just pulled.

He sighs shakily, parting his lips.

"You're already hard", you say, rubbing your palm up and down his clothed length.

He flutters his lashes before lowering his gaze. With a shy little whimper, he snuggles into you, hiding his face in the side of your arm and grasping it with his fingers.

"You're so cute", you whisper, making him twist your sleeve and keen quietly.

Adorable. You place your fingers around his tip, massaging it gently and with enough pressure that he has to make a sound again.

"Does that feel nice?" you ask him.

"Yeah, feels nice", he breathes, letting out a shuddering sigh afterwards, "don’t stop please."

You weren’t planning on stopping. Touching Yoongi is too much fun to stop. He is so much fun to touch because he gets hard so easily. Just as right now, he is already significantly harder than when you started.

You abandon his tip to rub your entire palm up and down his length. You give his balls a little massage each time you reach them for some extra loving. One Yoongi accepts happily with a squeeze of his thighs and a shy moan into your chest.

He is nuzzling so much, bordering nudging almost. His nose is poking your sideboob constantly, his lips press into your soft flesh, searching for you.

"Yoongi look at me", you order lovingly and with a soft sigh, your boyfriend lifts his head.

His eyes are half-lidded, spilling over in both love and arousal.

"Do you want to suck my nipples?" you ask him, feeling how this makes his dick twitch.

"Yeah", he croaks, licking his lips.

"And do you want to kiss my lips?" you probe, feeling him twitch once again.

"Yeah…" he breathes, rubbing his thighs together.

"Pick one and you can do it."

Yoongi whines, giving you a pout.

"Go ahead. Be a good boy and pick one", you encourage him, basking in the needy roll his hips do.

Good boy. You realised that those two words carry magic with them. Yoongi didn’t have to tell you that they get him, because he did a terrible job at hiding how turned on he gets by it, but he still told you. With blushing cheeks and a semi hard cock in his sweats. That was the night the condom ripped. Truly, it was tragic.

"Be my good boy, Yoongi", you whisper.

Yoongi mewls, using his abs to chase you with parted lips and his eyes glued to your mouth. You let him chase you, making it oh so hard for him by increasing the pressure of your touches.

But Yoongi is stubborn and needy and he really wants to kiss you. And because he wants it so, so bad, he becomes creative. He sits up and climbs on your lap, plopping down on you with a huff of air.

"That is-" you get interrupted by him hooking his arms behind your head and claiming your lips in a kiss.

It was a chaste kiss. One meant to test the waters. Yoongi pulls back, giving you the biggest puppy eyes ever.

"That's so hot", you whisper, running your hands down his sides.

Yoongi squirms under your touch, feeling shivers run down his spine. His breathing hitches in his throat when you reach the especially sensitive part of his waist. You grab it, knead it and pull him closer. Not close enough so that his dick would press into your tummy, but close enough that his breath hitches yet again.

"Does that mean you made your decision?" you ask him, sending shivers down his spine with your amazing touch.

"Kiss me, I wanna kiss you", Yoongi answers you, yearning oh so much that it hurts.

You just have to tilt your head and Yoongi understands. You fall into a deep kiss, one which is clearly controlled by how horny you both are. He hooks his fingers behind your neck, while you grip his hips tightly.

A moan rolls over his tongue and tickles your lips. You answer him just as needily, pulling him closer until he is flush against you. Like this his hard dick is finally pressing into your tummy and Yoongi is so needy that he begins grinding into you the moment he feels that warm pressure on his length.

The kiss breaks just enough that he can press out a curse, then you have him already pulled back. Yoongi mewls and keens, cupping your face with his hands. Big and warm and oh so gentle. His thumbs caress your cheekbones, doing it with so much passion that you are aware of how horny he actually is, even if he is holding you with such gentleness.

You are horny too. So, so much that you have to rub your thighs together for some sort of friction. It’s not enough but it stills some of the ache. Not much, because rubbing your thighs together means that Yoongi gets the perfect stimulation on his balls and that makes him sound even sweeter.

So you grab his butt. Which is the most counterproductive thing to do in this situation. His butt feels so nice to hold, round and plumb and so perfectly sexy.

Yoongi presses himself closer, moaning into the kiss. He becomes restless in his movements, grinding his length against you to the point that he is soaking right through his briefs and sweats.

It turns you on so much. This is the first time Yoongi is on your lap (at least that you can remember) and the experience is awesome. He is just perfectly heavy and his thighs are so soft where they touch you. It is also very nice to have him move on top of you. He is smooth yet horny in his movements. His butt is tensing sometimes, his balls feel so warm and plumb on your thigh while his dick feels so hard and hot against your tummy. The sensations are new, but so addicting.

You break the kiss, panting heavily. Yoongi does too, squeezing your cheeks in a desperate attempt to get you back on his lips.

"This is so hot", you whisper shakily.

"Yeah", he agrees, chasing you cutely.

You don’t let him win, but still make him grind against you to really rile him up.

"You look so pretty on my lap", you praise, watching how this makes his cheek turn pink, "you're my pretty kitten", you add just for the fun of it.

Yoongi flusters terribly, having to hide his face in the crook of your neck. The sound he makes is just slightly pitched and oh so cute.

He ruts against you, tickling your neck with his moans and open-mouthed kisses. His butt sticks out in the new position and you use it to really keep him close, guiding his movements with a strong and confident grip.

Yoongi gladly lets you guide him, as a matter of fact, he needs it. He needs you pinning him against you and keeping him close and oh so sensitive from so much friction. He needs your fingers digging into his buttocks and he hopes that you manage to bruise him. He needs the guidance because it makes him feel so dizzy and dumb in pleasure.

"That feels so nice", you sigh, enjoying his neck kisses with closed eyes. Yoongi is doing such a good job. His lips are so soft and so eager to explore every inch of your neck. His tongue is shy, yet also so hungry, tickling you each time he dares to lick your skin.

It also feels amazing to have his quickly moving chest press against you. It squishes your boobs and leaves you with a warm, fuzzy feeling everywhere.

It also makes you incredibly desperate to feel his naked chest press into your naked boobs like that.

"Wanna be shirtless", you say.

Yoongi lifts his head even if it is difficult because he loves being nestled into you so much.

"Me too", he says, stopping his grinds for the sake of taking his shirt off. Even if this is the worst thing to do. He doesn’t want to stop, he wants to keep riding your thigh.

He begins tugging his shirt up, only to be stopped by you taking over for him. You hook your fingers in the hem of his shirt and pull it up his torso.

"Oh?" Yoongi flusters, "okay", he says, lifting his arms for you.

You tug the shirt off his head and over his arms, ruffling up his blonde hair in the process. He looks shy, but leans into your touch when you go to fix his messy hair.

He giggles, touching your shoulders.

"You're so pretty", you say, caressing his cheek.

His eyes flit down, he squirms. Praises fluster him so much.

"C-can I undress you too?" he asks shyly.

"Yes, do it", you allow him, lifting your arms.

Yoongi works carefully. He makes sure that your nose doesn’t accidentally get caught and he is even careful not to mess up too much of your hair.

He throws the shirt to the side and touches your shoulders, trailing them up and down slowly. He takes a look at you, squirming on your lap.

"You're so pretty", he says, flustering you.

"Thank you", you whisper, "can you touch me?"

He nods his head, dancing his hands from your shoulders down to your chest. You arch into his touch, feeling charged in anticipation.

It is a tender touch. Yoongi cups your boobs before he runs his thumbs right over the sensitive skin.

"So pretty", he whispers.

"Don't stop", you sigh, feeling tingles run down your spine until it turns into warmth between your legs.

"Can I use my mouth?" he makes sure to which you allow him with a nod of your head and an arch of your back.

He starts off slowly, placing the first kiss of many on top of your shoulder. He kisses your neck too and down your collarbone. He worships your chest all the way down to the swell of your breasts. Every kiss makes you sigh, every touch makes you shiver.

Yoongi places the first kiss on your breasts right next to your left nipple. You harden in an instant, aching for him to place the next kiss right on top.

But he doesn’t. He trails his kisses across your chest, massaging your softness at the same time. Another kiss right next to your right nipple. Once again it pebbles, sending a shiver down to your warm core.

Then he lifts his head, just enough that he can gaze at you.

"My beautiful", he breathes, giving you a shy smile.

Your heart flutters, your stomach tingles. Yoongi keeps looking at you as he finally places his kiss on top of your nipple. First a kiss, then his lips wrap around it and he sucks softly.

"Oh", you let out, struggling to keep up the eye contact, "feels….good…"

Yoongi agrees in a hum, releasing your nipple in a soft slurp.

"Feels so nice", he says, "I love your boobs. They’re so pretty", he whispers, looking at you with so much adoration that you feel warm all over.

He trails his kisses to your other nipple and with soft, loving lips he gives it the same treatment as the other one.

Your eyelids flutter, you find it so difficult to breathe. His mouth is so warm and wet and his tongue is so soft. You have never felt that sensitive on your nipple, you swear that for a moment you wanted to scream.

Not that you do, instead you take a bundle of his platinum blonde hair and twist it.

"It's seriously so good", you croak.

Yoongi slips off, "yeah? Is good?"

"So good, don’t stop", you sigh and sigh again when he sucks on your tender breast. He takes your other nipple between his lips afterwards all whilst squeezing your breasts together and using his fingers for a tingling massage.

He stops for just a moment to rest his cheek on your soft breasts. He nuzzles, making a cute sound as he does.

“You’re so cute”, you say, having to giggle.

“You have the softest boobies, mhhm”, he says and hums as he rubs his cheek against you like a cuddly cat, “so soft and warm.”

“God Yoongi, you cutie.”

Yoongi lifts his head, pressing himself flush against you. Like this you can finally feel his naked chest against your naked breasts. He hooks his arms behind your head and smiles. You retort it, dancing your hands up his sensitive sides.

“Oh”, he lets out, gaze becoming droopy. He squirms then shudders. A shy giggle follows, “you make me shiver, feels so nice”, he confesses.

“Yeah? Is good?” you ask him, tugging him from your body just enough that you can place kisses on his neck.

Yoongi tilts his head to the side, letting out the loudest sigh ever. His eyes are shut closed, his pouty lips are parted in bliss. He feels those kisses everywhere. They feel like tingles on his scalp, electric sparks in his stomach and fire between his legs.

“Is good…”, he sighs, “ah…”

Down his neck and to his collarbones. They always look so pretty when they poke out from his shirt collar. Perfectly dainty and so pretty. You nibble on them softly then leave a kiss.

He giggles, writhing on your lap.

“Hehe”, you let out, smiling as you press the next kiss to his chest. And again. Down, down, down his sternum which makes your sweet lover squirm and giggle again.

His skin tastes so sweet and feels oh so soft under your lips. You want more. Your kisses trail along his left pec, inching closer and closer to his nipple. Yoongi’s breath hitches, his back arches slightly. Away again, teasing him just as he teased you. Over his chest and to his other nipple. Goosebumps cover his skin as you place your kiss right next to it.

“___”, he giggles, covering his chest with his hands balled to fists. He is shy, he can’t help it.

“It’s okay”, you assure him, wrapping your fingers around his wrists to tug his fists away. You place a kiss next to his nipple again, just a little bit further up.

Yoongi giggles and tries to cover himself again. It feels so, so good that he can barely even handle it. His squirming soon comes to a stop when you tug his arms behind his back and hold them there with one hand wrapped around his wrists. Like this, his back is arched slightly and his chest sticks out so perfectly.

You lift your gaze, catching Yoongi gulping with his eyes widened.

“Be my good boy and keep those arms behind your back”, you order lovingly.

Yoongi gulps again, squeezing his thighs around your own in a needy squirm.

“Can you do that? Can you be my good boy and keep those arms away so I can play with your nipples?”

Yoongi lowers his gaze shyly, blushing most ardently. He nods his head.

“Yes?” you make sure.

“Yes”, he whispers, writhing on your lap.

“And why is that?”

“Because I’m your good boy”, he can barely even get the words out, lowering his head in shyness.

“Exactly, my good boy”, you praise, rewarding him with a kiss to his neck.

“Ah”, Yoongi lets out in surprise. His first reaction was to reach to his front and hold you, but then remembered that he was supposed to be good. He intertwines his fingers with each other, giving his hands a little squeeze. He needs to keep his arms behind his back. That’s what you want from him.

His obedience gets rewarded by you with the most amazing kisses down his chest and back to his left nipple. You tickle it out of hiding with your fingertips and when Yoongi feels like moaning from how sensitive he feels, you press a kiss on it.

Yoongi moans, squeezing his thighs together. You suck on his nipple and Yoongi has to squeeze his hands again. He makes a desperate sound, so desperate in fact that you lift your head in worry.

“What’s wrong?” you ask him, studying his heated face.

Yoongi looks at you with glassy eyes.

“My, my nipples are really sensitive”, he confesses, lowering his gaze, “it feels like a lot.”

“You have sensitive nipples?” you ask him, placing your hands on his ribs right under his pecs.

“Yeah, really sensitive”, he says quietly, nodding his head.

“That’s so sexy”, you say, touching his pecs. Your thumbs rest just under his nipples. One little movement and they would touch him, “do you like attention to them? Or is it really too much?”

“I like it”, he says and writhes as you move your thumbs. In the wrong direction. It was on purpose and meant to tease him, “but it overwhelms me easily, because it’s so intense.”

“Poor cutie, it overwhelms you?” you ask, placing your thumbs on his nipples.

“Ah”, Yoongi lets out, arching his back while his brows shoot up in surprise. He tenses his arms to keep them behind his back.

The movements begin. Soft circles with a faint pressure. You focus it right on the tips of his sensitive nipples and Yoongi swears his veins feel as if electricity is running through them.

“If I do this long enough, will it feel so, so sensitive?” you ask him tauntingly, watching in delight how his brows knit together and he squeezes his eyes shut.

“Yeah”, he squeaks out, squeezing his thighs together again. The dent in his sweats is so big, he leaves such a wet spot on the fabric, his nipples are seriously so swollen. He is so handsome like this.

Yoongi gasps then moans, tensing his arms even more.

“Please”, he begs, fleeing in a squirm until your thumbs slip from his nipples.

You giggle, pulling him back with a firm grip on his waist.

“Stay put, honeybun”, you order, “don’t flee from it.”

“I’m too sensitive”, he whines, widening his eyes when despite his complaints you wrap your soft lips around his right nipple.

He exhales audibly, dropping his head.

"Please", he begs only to get his left nipple sucked on while you flick your fingers over his right one. The touch makes his toes curl and for his body to tense unbearably, "sensitive please."

"Mhm, so sexy", you mumble, kissing your way back to his neck all while your fingers are flicking and rolling his nipples.

Yoongi reaches for you. He can’t help it. All of this is so overwhelming. He doesn’t know how to handle it.

“Yoongi, your arms”, you warn, lifting your head from his neck. Your fingers you keep on his nipples, rolling gently.

“I’m sorry”, he says, falling into your chest, “sorry, I’m so sensitive, please I need a break”, he confesses and nuzzles his face back into your neck to kiss you.

This time around the other side and he treats it with so much devotion that you feel like floating. You let your eyes fall closed, melting under his touches. His hips are moving again, grinding his most sensitive parts against your body. His sweet lips feel like magic against your neck, his tender fingers draw little hearts on your back.

“That’s nice, I like this break”, you say, caressing his sides and back.

“Me too, it’s so good”, Yoongi whispers, moaning softly as he places the next kiss on your neck. And the next and next and next until it turns into a constant stream of warmth and his hips begin rutting against you. You can feel just how much harder he became because of the attention you gave his nipples. You really thought that it wasn’t possible, but apparently it was.

"You're so hard for me, my cutie", you say, kneading his most sensitive part of his waist.

"You make me so hard", he breathes, kissing your jawline with his eager lips.

You feel so cozy. All of this is just so perfect. The sounds of the movie serve as quiet background noises. There is currently a slow love song playing, which fits the mood just perfectly. The blanket fort gives you such a sense of protection. Right now it is just you and him hidden from the rest of the world under a roof of pink and purple blankets and with fairy lights as your own little starry sky. The air is so warm in here, your heated bodies warm it up even more. And the scent of his perfume is tickling your nose, mixing with the sweet smell of honey butter popcorn and cinnamon tea.

Truly all of this is so cozy. Especially now that you have his naked skin against yours. It is so soft. And warm. And good. This is all so good.

Yoongi lifts his head, “___”, he sighs, rubbing the tip of his nose against your cheek, “I’m so turned on, seriously.”

“Me too, it’s sticking to my thighs.”

“That’s so hot”, Yoongi whines and ruts against you, “ah ___, I want you.”

“I want you too”, you tell him, meaning it like nothing else.

He looks at you with droopy eyes, cupping your cheeks.

“Do you think that maybe you want to try again?” he asks.

“I really want to try again.”

He smiles, “lets hope Levi doesn’t scratch me again”, he jokes and laughs.

You snicker, “we’ll keep him locked out. He lost the right last time.”

“Hopefully he knows. The fort is kinda wacky in its defenses.”

He makes you laugh, “should we go to the bedroom? We’d have more space too.”

Yoongi nods his head, climbing off your lap, “I have to get the condoms either way.”

You and him meet again in the bedroom. For a moment Holly wanted to slip inside too, but then Yoongi told him to go to his spot on the sofa and behave. Which Holly did, very groggily because he wanted to stay with his parents.

Yoongi closes the door behind him.

“Lock it too. Levi knows how to open doors.”

“Good thinking”, he says, locking it.

He turns, studying you. You are sitting on the edge of the bed by now, looking at him with hungry eyes. He hurries to you, sitting down next to you.

“Look”, he opens his palm, “I got three, just in case. Now nothing can stop us.”

“Yeah, for real. I had my period last weekend, so that won’t stop us either.”

“That’s good”, Yoongi says, nodding his head.

“Yeah, yeah”, you agree, sneaking a glance at him.

You feel it and Yoongi feels it too. Now that some time has passed where you and him weren’t completely entangled, some of that shyness has returned and now it feels just a little bit awkward to sit here shirtless and turned on.

Yoongi, who feels just a little bit less nervous, speaks up. He turns to you, taking your hand in his.

“Are you nervous?” he asks you.

“Just a little”, you confess, “now that we’re really good to go, it feels so real and I feel a little fuzzy.”

“Me too. I’m really nervous too”, he says, caressing your knuckles.

“Really?”

He nods his head, “this is so special to me and I want this to be perfect.”

“It’s already really perfect”, you assure him, making him smile shyly.

“That’s really good to know”, he says and chuckles softly, “god ___, my heart’s racing so much. Feel it.”

“Wow, it’s racing so much”, you gasp with your hand on his chest, “feel mine”, you say, placing his hand on your chest just as he did with you.

“Just as much”, he says and giggles.

“Yeah”, you giggle, drawing closer to him.

He draws closer as well, placing his arm around your waist. The touch makes you want to climb on his lap and so you do. Yoongi accepts his sweet fate gladly, caressing your hips with eager hands.

You lean in, kissing him deeply. Yoongi moans, kissing you back immediately. Now you are back to where you left off. Horny and so needy for the other. No more nervousness, you really want him and Yoongi wants you. You begin groping him, motivating him to do the same to you.

You bask in his touches with a needy moan, one Yoongi retorts before his tongue darts out and asks for yours. You give it to him gladly, sticking it into his mouth until he sucks on it before swirling his tongue around it. It was a movement of seconds, but leaves you wanting it again. Yoongi knows without words, sucking and playing with your tongue whilst feeding you his own. Tongue kissing like this makes him so goddamn horny. It’s so good, especially when you grind your warm core against his thigh.

Yoongi breaks the kiss, letting the string of saliva, connecting your tongues, break. You chase him with a needy moan, but Yoongi doesn’t let you win for the sake of asking a very important question.

“Can I eat you out?” he asks.

“You want to eat me out?” you gasp.

“Yeah, I wanna make you feel really good before I fuck you”, he explains, feeling you squeeze your thighs together.

“That sounds so hot. I want it”, you say.

“Thank you, god thank you”, he says, kissing you passionately. He lifts you just long enough that he can get up and then place you on the mattress right by the edge. Yoongi has to bend down and prop himself up on his hands to keep kissing you. You hold his face safely, caressing the back of his thighs with your feet.

Yoongi ate you out one time already. It was one of those evenings that started with cuddles, turned into fumbles then ended with you giving each other head. It was also one of those evenings which did not end in you trying to have penetrative sex and it is a very nice memory in your mind. Yoongi is very talented with his mouth. Quite frankly, the first time he went down on you, you almost kicked him in the face because you were so surprised by how nice it felt.

Yoongi breaks the kiss, giving you a sweet smile.

“Can I undress you?” he asks.

“Yes, you can”, you allow him, touching his pecs, “I’m so excited.”

His smiles grows, “you are?”

“Mh-hm, you do that so well.”

He tries not to, but still flusters, “you’re really good too”, he murmurs, hiding his face in your neck before he completely dies in giddiness.

He begins trailing his kisses down your torso, holding your sides in his big hands. Not an inch gets missed out. Your chest gets worshipped, your nipples sucked on until they are swollen. Then your ribs and upper stomach until his lips naturally find their way down to your lower tummy and the hem of your pants. He has gotten you to the point where only squirming really helps to still some of the bubbling heat between your legs. Not that it really helps, only his mouth can bring true relief.

“I’ll do it now”, he says.

“Just do it”, you sigh, lifting your butt off the mattress.

Yoongi works quickly, pulling off your sweats and throwing them on the ground. Your panties he keeps on solely so he can run his fingertips down your terribly sensitive inner thighs. The touch makes you groan in pure desperation. You swear, you never opened your legs further than you do right now.

“You’re really wet already”, he says, staring at your soaked panties stuck between your puffy lips. He runs his thumbs right next to where you want him most, making your hips roll against nothing.

“Don’t tease”, you grumble, furrowing your brows.

“I’m not, just taking it slow”, he says, which earns him a dark look from you. He grins, “sorry, I’ll speed up.”

Not that he really speeds up. He takes off your panties unbearably slow. So slow that you decide to help him by tugging your legs out of them the moment it is possible. Then it is back to staring at him with a tingling stomach and way too little sanity left.

Yoongi balls up the fabric and guides it to his lips. He kisses it as he looks at you, making you gulp because it is so hot to watch.

“You’re so hot”, you whisper.

Yoongi lowers the panties and places them on top of the mattress. He falls to his knees afterwards, burying his face in the softness of your inner thigh.

“God”, you groan, dropping your head in the sheets.

His hand is holding you, his lips are so eager in their kisses. He leaves them all the way down to where your middle meets your thigh, then he changes legs and begins his kisses on your other side. Needy and hungry. The closer he gets to where you want him most, the hotter you feel.

He places his kiss on the spot where your thigh meets your middle. You reach down and grab a bundle of his hair.

“Don’t tease”, you warn, giving him a soft tug.

“Am not”, he defends himself, turning his head to finally place a kiss on top of your core.

“Yes”, you sigh, letting your legs fall over his shoulders.

Yoongi accepts them happily, running his hands up and down your heated skin. He darts his tongue out, lapping up your sweetness carefully.

“That’s nice”, you tell him, wanting to twist his hair but holding back.

Yoongi shifts his attention from your entrance to your clit. He gives you slow kitten licks, checking your face for confirmation that what he was doing was good.

What he doesn’t know is that it isn’t just good, it’s incredible. You let your jaw go slack and moan loudly.

Yoongi closes his eyes, bursting in happiness. He begins putting more pressure in his licks and finally truly does what he is best at.

The difference makes you arch your back and your toes curl. Warm and wet, his tongue grinds against your clit, twisting your stomach in constant tingles. You tug on his hair, because you can’t help it anymore.

“It’s really good, ah Yoongi”, you say and retort to moaning. Talking is hard when he turns your entire body into jelly.

Yoongi moans into your pussy, changing up his licks for sucks. The pressure around your bundle of nerves forces your legs to fall open even when they are around his neck. It forces them to slip off his shoulders, but Yoongi catches them before they can fall, placing them on the mattress instead.

One second of break so he can kiss each of your inner thighs and then he is already back on your pussy, using the newfound freedom to really bury himself in there. Like this, your legs are so nicely spread and your pussy is so revealed, that he really gets the best spots easily.

“Don’t you stop”, you croak, opening your legs even more. You don’t care just how needy this makes you look, because quite frankly? Why should you lie? You are needy. Very, very needy and Yoongi deserves to know, because it’s all his fault. If he wouldn’t be so cute and sweet and hot and his mouth wasn’t that good, you wouldn’t be that needy. It’s his fault and he has to know.

You reach down with your other hand, running both of them through his golden locks. It serves as both praise and your own pleasure. Yoongi has the softest hair and it feels so good when you can play with it as he eats you out. Yoongi loves it too, shivering unbearably whilst wanting to do even better.

He manages to do so by tickling your entrance with his pointer finger while he flicks his tongue over your clit. The joined sensation sends a shake through your legs, forcing a trembling moan past your lips.

Yoongi continues the movements until you feel so charged in sensitivity that you can only release said tension by bucking your hips up. It makes it a little easier to bear, but doesn’t help in the long run because Yoongi continues doing his magic until you once again feel so charged that you have to buck your hips up. It is then that you realise that this is your fate right now. He will flick his tongue and finger until you feel like snapping and only fucking the air can bring some sort of relief.

“You, you seriously gonna make me, me c-cum”, you stutter, flinching and twitching once again, “I’m serious Yoongi, ah god.”

Yoongi moans, peeling his eyes open to gaze. You look so beautiful when you are lost in pleasure. Especially when he is between your legs and he can look up at you. He flicks his tongue, swirls his finger.

“Yoongi, I’m serious”, you squeak out, rolling your hips up again.

The time between charging and releasing gets shorter and shorter. He gets you there way too quickly. It’s so unfair because you can barely even breathe.

“Serious”, you croak, arching your back, “Yoongi, god.”

You warned him and yet he isn’t stopping. He is so mean. You are actually going to cum on his mouth.

What you still haven’t figured out yet in your sex scrambled brain is that this is exactly what Yoongi wants. He wants you to lose yourself on his tongue. He wants to taste you and feel how you throb and then he wants to kiss your clit until you flinch in overstimulation. He also knows that an orgasm gets you wet. Drenched even. And that is how he wants you to be when he fucks you, because he wants you to feel so good.

“Okay you, you gotta…stop..or else…it’s too”, you stop talking just to croak out a moan, “late”, you moan, bucking your hips up.

Yoongi purrs, flicking his tongue over your clit as he drags his finger through your swollen folds. He cups your breast and squeezes your nipple, sending a bolt of pleasure down to your core.

“Yoongi!” you yelp, twisting his hair as he forces your body to climax, “what the- ah”, you moan, shaking out of control. This is insane. How good can a high feel? Yoongi is crazy for being so good.

Yoongi holds you until your aggressive trembling stops, flicking his tongue the entire time while his finger presses against your entrance so he can feel it pulsate.

One last shake and an arch of your back and you drop, letting your wobbly legs fall open even if that stretches your hip flexors quite a lot.

“Son of a binky bonky”, you get out, wheezing for air, “what was that?”

Yoongi smiles triumphantly, littering your throbbing clit in kisses. He is seriously so horny that his dick hurts, but he has to stay here until it gets too much for you. This is all he needs right now. To kiss your clit with all his devotion

You hiss, flinching away, “sensitive, wait”, you tell him, giving his hair a firm tug.

Yoongi abandons your clit to begin kissing his way up your torso again. He stands up gradually as he goes, crawling more and more on the bed until he ends his journey on your neck and he can sit himself down on your lap, which you so happily got ready for him.

He cups your face, pulling you into a deep kiss. He uses his tongue instantly, feeding you the lingering taste of your sweetness alongside his needy moans.

“Yoongi sweets”, you break the kiss, “give me a moment, I need to breathe.”

Yoongi presses out a curse, burying his face back in your neck, “I want you so goddamn bad”, he confesses, dragging his tongue up to your ear. He takes it between his teeth and whimpers solely to rile you up.

“Mhm sweets, feels good”, you sigh.

“I’m so hard, it hurts”, he confesses, rolling his hips on your lap. His cock barely grinds against your stomach in the position and it’s driving him insane.

You run your hands to his butt, dance them over his hips until you reach his front. Yoongi’s breath shudders.

“Oh god”, he croaks, pressing himself closer, “fuck me please.”

“That’s hot”, you gasp, widening your eyes in surprise. You did not expect him to talk like this, but you aren’t complaining.

“Please”, he pleads, sounding so uncharacteristically Yoongi as he does. He must be so needy. You seriously have never heard him that desperate before. It makes you want him like never before.

“Then get naked and take me”, you tell him.

“Thank you”, he moans the words, stumbling off your lap with wobbly knees.

In the time he takes to get rid of his sweats and briefs, you make yourself comfortable in the middle of your bed, sitting up to watch him. He is struggling a little to roll the condom on because of how excited he is and once he actually got it on, he managed to stroke his cock so sensitive that it is rockhard against his stomach. And we are speaking rockhard. You almost start to worry for him because of just how hard he is.

He climbs on bed and on all fours, he crawls to you.

“You’re so hard”, you say, wrapping your arms around him.

“I’m so turned on, seriously I want you so bad”, he says, kissing you desperately.

It happens naturally that you fall into the pillows and Yoongi follows right along, finding his spot between your legs with his dick resting right on your pussy. He rolls his hips into you, grinding his hard length over your clit.

The kiss breaks because you both needed to moan. Yoongi rests his forehead against yours, having his eyes squeezed shut.

"That's amazing", you whisper.

"Is good yeah", he agrees, "are you ready?” he asks.

“So ready. I want it like this.”

“Same, I can’t wait”, he says, reaching between your bodies to align himself with you, “really ready?”

“Just-”, you roll your hips up, forcing him to slide in, “-do it.”

“O-oh god”, Yoongi groans, falling to his elbows, “___”, he moans squeakily, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. This is it. The moment he is finally home.

“Yoongi”, you get out, staring at the ceiling with widened eyes.

So that is how that feels. What in the ever living. This feels incredible.

“Holy moly”, you whisper, “that’s amazing.”

“It’s incredible. Fuck”, he presses out and shudders, “sorry, I keep cursing.”

“It’s fine”, you assure him, running your hands up his back, “can you move?”

“I’ll try”, he says and begins rocking his hips into you slowly, “my love”, he croaks, trembling, “fuck, that feels good.”

“It feels so good”, you agree, letting your eyes flutter closed.

You are happy that you finally managed to take the next step. Nothing could have really prepared you for just how good it feels. To feel his weight on top of you and heated skin against yours as his length shifts inside of you, feels like magic.

“How are you doing?” Yoongi checks in on you.

“Good, feels so good. You?”

“Incredible”, he says and buries himself deeper, “so incredible."

"Oh that’s so deep", you get out before you turn your head to bury your face in his neck, "Yoongi…don't stop."

Yoongi shakes his head to tell you that he won’t, wrapping his arm around you to cradle you close. Like this you are safe between his arm and his neck, drowning in his sweet scent and feeling invincible.

"So nice, oh so nice."

You are also kind of happy that you were stopped during all your other tries. Tonight is so perfect. You felt good and nice during your other tries, but tonight you feel so cozy and fuzzy that your entire body tingles and you swear that you could fly if only you tried.

"I can feel you so well", you sigh.

"Same, you’re so soft and warm", he tells you, having to moan afterwards. He can’t do much more. Not when he is finally inside of you and you feel so goddamn good.

But you are also a little sad that you were stopped all those times before. Oh, all the times you and him could have floated on the pleasure. It makes you want to pull him closer just to make sure that you can make up for all those lost moments.

So you do. You wrap your arms around him and pull him as close as possible. It shifts his length deeper and makes his tip kiss your favourite parts each time he rolls his hips into you.

“Yes please”, he presses out, shivering.

“Feels good?” you say, hugging him tighter. You even wrap your legs around his thighs, pulling him closer that way.

“___, my love”, he croaks, letting out a soft sob.

“Are you crying?” you gasp.

He shakes his head, but sobs again, “feels so good, I love you so much.”

“Oh”, you whisper, feeling your heart almost burst out of your chest. This is the first time he said the L-word to you. You smile, pressing him closer with a hand on the back of his head. His length feels so much better all of a sudden, leaving behind a warm tingle in your lower stomach and between your legs.

“I love you too”, you whisper, feeling how this makes him tremble and then for his hips to speed up.

Bear in mind, they are still incredibly slow and gentle, but there is definitely a sense of desperation in his movements. You feel good all over because of it. He is grinding right against your clit too, which makes you feel even better.

"I love you, fuck I love you", he chants, showering you in his emotions one roll of his hips at a time, “I love you, this is the best. I love you.”

With a moan of his name, you reach down to hold one side of his waist. The other hand you keep buried in his hair. He stutters in his movements, mewling into your neck.

“Is it nice for you?”

“Yeah”, he presses out, letting out a little sob afterwards, “so good.”

“For me too, my love”, you whisper, pressing his hips closer for more friction.

Yoongi shudders on top of you, letting out a soft grunt afterwards, “don’t do that please”, he begs with his lips pressed against your temple.

“Why not?” you ask him, making his hips move against you all whilst chasing him. The friction is incredible, oh he feels so good inside of you.

“I’m so close. Don’t wanna cum.”, he confesses.

“Why not, honeybun? Don’t you want to feel good?” you encourage him, rolling your hips up.

“I do”, he mewls, “please ___, I’m gonna cum.”

You lock your legs around his hips, grinding against him vigorously. He had no mercy for you when you told him that you were close and you are all for returning the favour. He can shake and beg all he wants, he will cum for you. Soon.

“I can’t hold back anymore, please”, he begs, resorting to twisting the pillow edge.

“Then don’t hold back”, you rasp, clenching around him.

Yoongi crumbles instantly. He climaxes as if it was his sole purpose on this earth, holding you so close you wonder if he wanted to melt with you. He tries to moan but ends up gasping for air and then falling silent with his mouth agape against your neck.

Yoongi swears that for a second he feared that he will pass out. It feels so good. He could cry from how good it feels. Maybe he does, that would explain why his cheeks feel so wet once he somehow calms down.

He trembles in his aftershock, gasping for air whilst trying to swallow at the same time. It results in him making little sounds of “mhm” and “hm”.

He pulls out way too soon for your liking, dropping on the mattress next to you. Gulping, he is still trying to recover, finding some sort of relief by nuzzling his face into your neck.

“Touch me Yoongi, I want to cum too”, you try and to your sweet surprise, Yoongi somehow manages to let one of his hands disappear between your legs. He lets two of his fingers slip into you and presses his palm against your clit. You moan, rolling your head to the side so you could face him.

Yoongi looks completely ruined, but tries to look somehow presentable for you. He forces a smile to his lips even if he is oh so tired. You retort it, shivering under his skilled touches.

"You're so beautiful", he breathes, curling his fingers against your favourite spot.

“Yoongi”, you whimper.

“Is it nice?” he makes sure, scooting closer so he could rest his forehead against yours.

“Yeah, not long”, you whisper, cupping his cheek, “kiss me, sweets.”

Yoongi kisses you gladly, moaning so sweetly for you. He kisses you until you tense around him and even then he kisses you, deepening the kiss until you can suck on his tongue. You fall over the edge just like this. Tongue kissing him while his fingers curl against your sensitive g-spot.

You feel like puddy once your high finally stops, dropping into the pillows completely limp and oh so happy. Yoongi pulls out of you, caring not to wipe his fingers before he cradles you in his arms and holds you close. Quite frankly, he doesn’t care about anything for the next ten minutes and neither do you, falling into the nicest post sex nap.

When you finally do find yourselves coming to your senses again, his dick has softened and the condom is barely holding on. Thankfully he is only touching the side of your leg.

“I should get up and clean up, but I’m so comfy”, Yoongi mumbles with his cheek squished against your shoulder. He drooled a little, but you don’t seem to mind.

“I should get up and pee, but I’m so tired”, you murmur, arm resting around him. You have never felt that content before.

He chuckles tiredly, as do you.

“Did you just doze off too?” he asks.

“Yeah, I said bye for a moment”, you say, making him laugh.

“Same”, he says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as best as possible, “you just ruined me.”

“Honestly same, that was really good.”

“Yeah, I’m so happy we finally managed to go through with it.”

You snort, “yeah, totally.”

He smiles against your skin, “I’ll try not to cum so soon next time. Sorry, that was a mess, I was just way too excited like an idiot.”

“No, it was amazing. Don’t feel bad, the timing was perfect.”

“Yeah? So you’re not mad that I didn’t make you cum with my dick?”

“Not at all”, you say, flipping to your side to press a kiss to his forehead, “you said the L-word.”

“Too soon?”

“Not really. I feel the same”, you confess and giggle.

Yoongi lifts his head, gazing at you with sparkly eyes. He cups your cheek, smiling softly.

“You’re beautiful”, he whispers.

With a fluttering heart, you lower your gaze giddily. You most definitely would have ended up kissing him, if your door hadn’t started to produce the loudest noises ever.

Scratching noises, thumps as if something was jumping against it and a chorus of meows and barks.

You and Yoongi exchange a look.

“I guess pillowtalk is over”, you say, chuckling when Levi lets out an especially dramatic meow behind the locked door.

“Their timing is perfect, isn’t it?” Yoongi lifts his head, staring at the door, “you’re too late little munchkins, we already did it!” he calls out to your pets.

You snicker, “god Yoongi, don’t say that.”

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