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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

7…

You’re growing impatient waiting for your boyfriend to get home from his not so secret trip to the tattoo parlour with Jimin.

He’s been gone a while, a little too long you’re desperate to see him.

“Where are you? Will you be much longer?” You text

“I’ve just pulled in to the garage”

“Hurry Up!”

“I’m literally 5 minutes away woman!”

“I hope you’re walking and texting!”

You reply while running to your front the door, flinging it open to make your way to the elevator, only to find Yoongi standing in front of you with his classic trademark smile!

“Ahh! 5 minutes away huh?!”

He heads through the door grabbing hold of you and almost carrying you in. He kisses you lovingly.

“Hi!” He whispers closing the door.

“Ok where is it? Where did you decide to get it?”

“I’m not telling… you’ll have to find it”

You slap his chest “Aww but come on… tell me?”

“Do you want some coffee?” He asks heading to the kitchen.

“Aww stop teasing me! Show me!”

“No, come and find it” Without hesitation you unzip his hoodie and peel it from him, tossing it to one side.

You slowly run your hand up his arm, checking his shoulder, wrist and in between his fingers on one side and then move to the other side and do the same.

All the while Yoongi is using his free hand to brush his hand round your waist, you gently bat his hand away.

“There’s nothing on either arm” you frown.

He walks you over to the living room holding your hand and pulling you on to his lap as he sits.

“You’re getting closer” he teases

“And you’re getting annoying!” You laugh.

You brush your fingers through his hair tucking it back from his neck as you move in closer to check behind his ear. You feel his breath on your neck as he leans in to you softly kissing your neck and ear lobe.

“Stop distracting me… I’m on a mission!”

You take his head in your hands tilting it slightly so you can check the other side. You cant help but scan his face, his lips look so inviting. You brush your fingers through his hair.

You catch his gaze “You look cute when you’re concentrating Y/N” he smiles

You kiss him softly on the lips, he moves his hands to your waist and then slides them under your T-shirt and up your back, pulling you in close as he kisses you a little harder. You slowly grind yourself against him.

“Can’t you just tell me?”

“No… this is more fun!” he kisses your neck

“For you yes!”

“Aren’t you enjoying it too?”

“Take off your t shirt and I might” you wink

“Take off yours and we definitely will… I’ll make sure of it” he winks

“No… we are looking for your tattoo, you know where all mine are” you smile

You ease his T shirt from out of his belt

“Arms up!” You command. He does as he’s told.

You let out a moan at the sight of his naked torso, sliding your hands gently down his shoulders then over his chest and down to his toned abs. You unbuckle his belt and undo his trousers.

“Wait, do you think I’d get a tattoo down there?” He laughs

“No… I don’t really care about your tattoo now” you say as you bite your lip.

He can see only lust in your eyes, he grabs hold of you and crashes his lips into yours, you kiss each other desperately.

Before you know it your on your back and he’s fucking you so good “Yoongi-ah, baby…” you moan.

He loves to hear you call out his name and it only encourages him to bang you harder and deeper when he feels you tighten around him. He moves his mouth from your lips to your neck as he sucks down hard.

You cry out his name as you cum, your fingers tugging on his hair. He lets out a satisfied groan as he cums seconds later.

He gently eases himself from you and lays next to you pulling his trouser back up leaving them loosely open and you pull your t shirt back down barely covering your arse.

Pulling you in close he has his hand round your waist and the other brushing your hair back from your face as he kisses you sloppily.

“Can’t you just tell me where it is and stop teasing me?”

“OK my love”

You jump up and and sit facing him.

He kisses your cheek and smiles as he says

“I couldn’t decide where to get it… so I waited while Jimin got his. I go back tomorrow for mine!”

“Oh you absolute shit!” you huff as you slap his arm. He laughs as he pulls you in hugging you tight.

“Well at least tell me where you’re getting it!” You huff.

“And miss the chance of having you do this again tomorrow?… no way my love!”

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Keep Off…

“Everyone assumes I just sit in here all day or that they can’t speak to me, I can’t be disturbed if I’m in the studio… I don’t know how that started. I mean obviously if I’m busy and have a deadline to meet then I’m more focused on the task but I do take breaks. I do do other things than just stay in here. People can come and see me, I must come across as pretty boring if they think that’s all I do?”

“Oh ok, does that mean I can come and sit in with you while you work then?”

“No” he laughs

“Dickhead!” You smile

“I wouldn’t get anything done…”

“That’s not fair you know I wouldn’t make a sound”

“That’s the thing, anyone else I can cope with but you don’t have to make a sound to distract me, you alone are distraction enough!”

You huff… “so anyone can be with you in your studio except for me… your girlfriend?”

“Pretty much…” he smiles

“Fine…”

“Wait, are you upset?”

“Nope, it’s all good. Thank you for clarifying”

He reaches his hand over to your thigh. You quickly stand “ok well I’m going in the shower, I’ll let you get on, I don’t want to keep you from your work”

You know you’re being petty but you can’t help it, your favourite thing to do is watch him work. You get so turned on by him just being himself, his little expressions and mannerisms as well as his hands.

Those fucking hands, even watching him prepping food turns you on and now he’s stopping you from getting your fix.

You head to the shower. 10mins later you hear the door to the bathroom click open, Yoongi walks up to the shower door pressing himself against it as he watches you lathering yourself up. “Can I join you?” He asks.

“No… sorry… I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on getting myself clean, I mean if it were anybody else wanting to join it would be fine but I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on washing myself if…”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Sorry… I just really need to focus” you say rubbing the soapy bubbles across your breasts, staring straight at him tweaking your nipples as you go.

He presses himself up harder against the shower door, his mouth open as he watches you bend over lathering up your legs making sure he has full view of your ass.

His forehead flush against the door he lets out a frustrated moan.

You straighten up and start rubbing the soap over your stomach, swirling it around moving your hands up to your breasts lathering the soap around them.

You move your hand slowly down to your pussy. He bites his lip “Please Y/N…” he pleads. You can see his erection pushing against the shower door.

You’re so turned on by the pleading look on his face, you slide two fingers slowly inside, you moan “Suugaa”.

He can’t take it. He bursts through the door fully clothed his arm instantly round your waist as the other grabs the back of your neck gripping your hair, he kisses you hard pushing you up against the tiled wall.

Your hands move immediately to his hair, you hitch your leg up against his hip, he slides his fingers into you as you start to slowly fuck against them.

“Please fu…” you begin to say. Before you even finish he’s desperately trying to rid himself of his soaking wet pj bottoms while you pull at his wet t shirt.

“Aaaagh! I’ve never had to fight this hard with my clothes before!!” As you both laugh

“Your underwear isn’t this hard to take off when it’s wet!” He laughs. Slapping his chest you tell him “Hurry the fuck up… please!”

He’s frantically stamping himself out of them…

“Ok… where were we” he smiles

“In me…” you moan

He flips you round as you steady yourself with your hands against the wall, he grabs your hips pulling them towards him. He slides himself slowly into you as you savour every inch of him, you both let out a satisfied moan. He starts fucking away, slamming into you and taking his frustrations out on your hips.

You’re pleading for him to “Fuck me Yoongi!” He has one hand on your shoulder and the other squeezing your ass as he hammers away. He pulls you back to him as he starts kissing hard down your neck

“Fuuuck Y/N” he moans. You reach round grabbing a hold of his ass digging your nails in as he continues to pound away at you.

You can barely get your breath as you feel a ping in the pit of your stomach and you tighten yourself around him.

“Fuck please, please… wait oh god I’m going to cum” you cry out.

“Me too lover” he whispers with his deep voice in your ear, seconds later you peak together. He lets out a satisfied “Aaaaggghh!” as he holds you tightly to him.

Your legs are weak as he eases himself from you, gently turning you round and kisses you sloppily.

You pull the shower head over to you both and freshen yourselves up. Handing you a towel he takes you by the hand over to the bed.

You lay there cheeks flushed as you watch him dry himself down and put on some dry pj bottoms.

His perfectly toned body and long wet hair making you clench your thighs together as you bite your lip, you put your face in your hands and let out a little scream.

“What?… what is it” he asks confused by your reaction. “You can come in the studio, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset…”

“No, no it’s ok… I’ve come to realise that I would continue to be a distraction… I can’t be in the same room as you and not want to touch you or have you touch me” you blush.

“I would only want to cum in your studio”

“Yeah?… well I can focus on that too” he smirks.

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Busy…

“Ok I get it… you’re busy!”

“There’s no need to be such a dick about it” you whisper under your breath as you turn and leave his office.

You head to the kitchen, blast your Beastie Boys playlist and carry on baking as you shimmy round the kitchen.

Yoongi stomps into the kitchen ready to continue the argument and complain about the music but as soon as he sees you carefree and dancing, he leans against the door frame and watches you with a huge smile on his face. You’re oblivious to him as you shake your butt dancing while whisking your eggs.

You forget yourself and start recounting the brief argument you had with Yoongi “I have deadlines… I’m busy… you don’t understand” you say mocking his voice. “I only wanted to make sure he had something to eat and drink, but nooo! I’ll walk in one day and he’ll be collapsed over his desk. The dickhead!” You mumble to yourself.

“Hey! Dickhead!” He yells

You spin round nearly shitting yourself…

“Who are you calling dickhead?” You shout

“I should ask you the same question?!” He laughs

He moves closer “One day you’ll find me collapsed over my desk eh?!”

You start moving back… as he keeps walking closer to you.

“I’m a dickhead eh!” He steps forward…

“You only wanted to make sure I’d ate and drank huh?” He steps closer again, you’re backed up against the sink.

He reaches out hooking his finger on the loop of your jeans, yanking you to him. One hand firmly on your waist and the other tucking your hair back behind your ear.

“I’m sorry I was mean, I never want to take my stresses out on you but I fucked up” he leans in and kisses you softly.

“Im sorry too” you say “I’m just being sensitive but I do need you to eat something… and you are a dickhead” You kiss him quickly and run over to the fridge laughing.

“Come here” He walks towards you.. “Aaah stop right there! Don’t come any closer… you’re a busy man!” You grab a plate of food from the fridge and put it in his hand “Eat this please”.

You turn him round, slap his butt and point him in the direction of his studio. He laughs and follows his orders. You hear his door click shut.

“Ooh he’s so fucking cute” you squeal.

You’ve busied yourself the best part of the day, desperately wanting to disturb him and see his face. It’s been too long without speaking to him. “Fuck it” you tell yourself.

You knock on the door opening it a little “Yoongi?… I just want to check in…”

He’s flat out on his desk… “Yoongi?… are you sleeping?” you walk closer “Are you taking the piss?” You shove him but he doesn’t flinch.

You panic a little and shake him calling his name. No response “Yoongi please!” You see a slight smirk form at the side of his mouth. “What a shit” you think to yourself… two can play this game.

You walk away towards the door “Oh what a shame… at least now I’ll be able to find a new cooler boyfriend… I wonder if Namjoon is still single?” You say as you open the door slightly.

You hear a clatter and a scramble behind you as he rushes to the door pushing it closed “Yah!… That’s not fair!” He moans.

“Oh look… what a relief… he has risen!” You raise your hands and smile.

“Ooooh you…” he says through gritted teeth grabbing your cheeks, he squashes them making your lips pout as he kisses them hard, pushing you up against the door.

“I’ve been fake collapsed at my desk waiting for you for the past half an hour” he laughs, stamping his foot a little. “You dick!.. I’ve been pacing round the house waiting for you to finish your work!”

He leans in kissing you softly, paying extra attention to your bottom lip sucking it gently, you lean into him kissing him back harder. Your hand resting on his chest you ask “Are you still busy?”

“Erm Yeah” You frown at his reply.

“Busy working out how quickly I can get you on the couch and my pants off… I want you… so bad”

“Well let me help speed it up…” you say while you unbutton his jeans.

“Let’s get busy” you whisper.

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Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Charger…

You’re out of breath rushing from the elevator to the hotel room door. You hear a ping from your phone, reminding you to turn it on silent and a chance to quickly check your notifications.

Suga Live… There he is clear as day, staring back at you through the screen waiting for Army to appear!

“I don’t believe it, is he for real!?”

You’ve travelled the longest 15 hours to get to your boyfriends side and surprise him for the last stretch of his tour and he’s just went live to speak with his beloved Army.

“Did you guys know?” You ask a couple of staff waiting with you.

“They’ve just message to say that they tried to delay him but he wasn’t taking no for answer. He’s ordered food though so probably won’t be on too long?”

“Can’t you guys let me in? Pretend I’m the hotel staff with his food? I won’t interrupt his live… I know how important they’re to him and Army”

“He might be mad if we don’t give him advance warning”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that!…” you say confidently. “Fuck it!”… You take a deep breath, compose yourself and ring the bell. The staff run and hide either side of you…

“Cowards” you laugh.

You hear his deep voice getting closer and the door unlocking. The door opens slowly and he peaks his head round… then pulls the door wide open and stands there, mouth wide open staring back at you in total disbelief and in all his beautiful post concert glory.

You put your finger to his lips and mouth “Shhhh”. Leaning in you whisper in his ear “Hello my love” brushing your lips down his cheek you kiss him softly on the lips.

He lets out a sigh and leans into your cheek, then grabbing you by the scruff of your hoodie, he pulls you in and pushes you up against the door forcing it shut.

He cups your face with both hands and scrunches his face while you try to contain your smile.

You’re not sure if its anger or frustration and let’s be honest you don’t care, you’ve missed him like crazy.

He’s desperate to greet you the way he usually would but Army would definitely hear!

He softly pecks at your lips and wraps his arms around your waist squeezing you in tight, almost breathing you in.

You gently push him back and mouth the words “Go to Army”. He steals another kiss and goes back to his live stream.

Tiptoeing further into the room you slowly climb on to the bed taking your hoodie off to reveal your “Yoongi Marry Me!” t shirt you sit and watch as he continues to chat.

He looks so good and his voice is extra deep. You feel a little tingle in the pit of your stomach listening to him talk. You try to make yourself comfortable on the bed hugging his pillow while you watch on but you’re desperate to hold him.

He’s doing his best to keep his composure but his eyes keep flicking back and forth around the room to you and back to the screen. He laughs when he realises whats printed on your t shirt.

He runs his fingers through his hair, commenting about how long it’s getting.

You bite the pillow in frustration and flop back on the bed desperate to call out his name for him to come to you. He’s such a tease even when he’s not trying to be.

“Let me just go wash my hands guys” he says.

He quickly walks up to the bed and slowly slides his fingers over your stomach, across your boobs he bends down and kisses you hard and slow.

Just as you move in closer for more, he walks away to the bathroom casually flicking on the tap and smiling looking back at you, watching you trying to catch your breath.

You sit up and move to the side of the bed facing him. He looks back over at you still smirking at the fact he has you flustered.

“Fuck You” you slowly mouth.

“Fuck Me?!” He mouths back dramatically pointing to his chest and pouting.

Smiling he mouths “Kiss me!”

You tease and shake your head slowly “No”

He scrunches his face… aggressively points his finger at you, then to his lips and mouths “Now!”

You slowly shake your head again and mouth “No” with a coy smile.

He throws the towel on the floor and lunges towards you, you quickly scramble to the other side of the bed.

Waving your hand frantically to him you mouth “Stop” and then point back over to his desk set up.

He bites his knuckles in frustration and makes his way back to his live.

You climb back on the bed and wait impatiently.

He chats for what feels like forever but it’s not that long before you hear him say “Ok guys erm… my food is here now so I’m going to go eat and then head to bed, see you soon thank you for today! Bye” he waves switching the camera off.

You throw the pillow to the floor and excitedly jump up on the bed now you have him to yourself.

Within seconds of switching off his live stream he rushes towards you shouting “Yah!… Kiss me now!… I demand it!” He laughs

“Nope…” you shake your head while you wobble unsteadily on the bed.

“You can’t just rock up here and sit there looking all beautiful and perfect like that and refuse to kiss me! I cannot approve of this!” He laughs

“Beautiful and perfect!?” You snort (tea stained jogging bottoms, t shirt and unwashed hair in some sort of bun). “I’m sorry, come here my love” you reach your hand out to him…

He grabs your wrist pulling you down to him. He catches you and kisses you softly, his tongue lightly gliding across your lips. He sucks down hard on your bottom lip, which you love and he knows it.

Your kisses get more intense, you start to run your fingers through the back of his hair pulling him to you. His hands are everywhere eventually squeezing at your arse. You both stumble back falling on to the bed.

He nuzzles his face into your neck and lets out a heavy sigh, you feel the weight of him relax on you as he tucks his hands underneath you, still firmly holding onto your arse.

“I’m so glad you’re here”

“Me too, but you must be exhausted. You should have some food and get some sleep, you need to build your energy back up”

“Can we stay like this for a little while?” He mumbles into your neck.

“Mmmh yes please” you say wrapping your arms around him as you melt into each other.

“You’ve definitely gave 100% again today my love, I’m so proud of you. You’ve worked so hard and everyone can see how much you’ve grown. I hope you know that?” you say stroking your fingers through his hair.

You feel him take in a deep breath…

“Thank you” he mumbles into your neck his voice breaking a little.

“Yoongs…? Are you ok”

He tucks himself into you closer, wrapping his leg over you.

“Yeah I’m just tired and I didn’t realise how much I was missing you. I’m almost scared to ask how long I have you for?”

“For the rest of the tour if you’ll have me?”

“If I’ll have you!? Are you kidding!” He jumps up, feet either side of you he starts jumping up and down on the bed bouncing you around till he eventually flops to his knees “Aaaagh! My legs”

“You need to re charge them batteries, before you start jumping around again granpa!” You laugh rubbing his knees.

He straddles over you, leaning in he slowly kisses down your neck, your cheek and then softly pecks at your lips. You kiss each other desperately, tongues softly gliding into each others again.

He pulls away only millimetres from your lips…

“Mmmh I’d say that’s about a 5% re charge already” he laughs.

“Only 5%!” You gasp. “Just think what we’d have to do to get you to 100%” you smile.

“I’ll settle for 50%” he teases

“That’s at least another eight/nine kisses…”

“I can think of a better way to get to that 50%”… he winks.

You unbuckle his trousers while he slides your joggers and underwear from you.

“Baby… I’ve missed you so much” he whispers while scattering kisses down stomach.

You move so that he is now on his back and you straddle his lap. His fingers digging into your thighs as you slide his perfect erection inside of you. You take in a breath tipping your head back while you savour every inch of him.

“Fuuck”… he growls grabbing your arse while you slowly pick up the pace.

“Oh god… I’ve miss… I’ve missed you… I…” you don’t get chance to finish as he clamps his lips on to yours, kissing you hard. His hand tugging at your hair.

“Fuuck, fuck!” You moan as you ride him harder.

He takes your breath away with every thrust, he is relentless. You climax together eventually flopping into a melted heap.

“Fuck… I needed that”

“I think we both did” you agree “Do you feel re charged?” You laugh

“Definitely… I think I’m about 50%” he smiles leaning in to kiss you “But can we please go to sleep?”

“Fuck yes!” You laugh

You clean yourselves up and then snuggle in close and within minutes you’re both sound asleep.

-

“Good morning beautiful” he says stroking your hair from your face.

“Mmmmh good morning my love” stretching yourself starfish across the bed.

He leans over to you, stroking his hand over your stomach he starts scattering kisses down your neck, while he unfastens the tie on your pj shorts.

“Mmmh I don’t know what’s happening here but I like it” you smile, stroking your fingers down his back.

“Can I get my remaining 50% please?”

The answers never going to be no…

the best kisses are about the hands

the kiss by francesco hayez // the kiss by gustav klimt // the meeting on the turret stairs by frederic william burton // the kiss by auguste rodin and details