Never See You Again (M)

Never see you again (M)

never see you again.

pairing—

Yoongi x Reader

genre/warnings—

SMUT, oral, unprotected sex, drinking. 

words—

5K 

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this is written in Yoongi’s POV.

One Shot. A/N: Just something I was playing with, turned out shit but hey, its yoongi and smut amirite? 

Last show in South America, Brazil to be more specific. Those crazy Brazilian fans always get the best of us, the way they scream, the chants and just the way they act, pushing, shoving, pulling, it's like we’re The Beatles back in the 60′s. The show was amazing to say the least, how they sang every single word almost as if they were from South Korea, the feeling still gives me chills since I was anticipating our return to this warm country.  “You gonna get a drink tonight?” Jungkook asked me as soon as we heard some news that made me smile.  I looked over at him from my laptop in my room, I can’t remember quite why he was here, something to do with a cable for some drive he wanted to borrow. I looked back at the screen to see the news again, right after our manager left the room I had looked it up.  ‘Flight Company’s Strike: Brazilian local airports closed for the day.” Not that this made any big difference in our schedule, it just meant we would stay here a little longer since Brazil had more than one airport just in Sao Paulo. “I think I might, I don’t know, I might sleep,”  I answered him, wondering what I would do with my now free time. 

“We should grab a drink downstairs, the Hotel Bar seems nice, and there’s a piano”. - He said giving up on finding the cable and walking up to me. “We have like” he stopped to look at his watch.  “Ten hours of free time, then we can sleep for eight hours and still have three more hours before going to the airport tomorrow.”  I nodded my head in understanding, It was like a day off.  “Sure, let's grab a drink,” I said getting up and getting my jacket. “Call up the boys”. I asked him and he grabbed his phone from his pocket.  It ended up being me, Jungkook, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jimin since the other two decided to stay in. The bar was pretty empty, there were no fans in the hotel, I don’t really think they knew we were still here so we could actually have some fun without being worried. The bar lights where a dim, reddish color and a nice pianist played some Brazilian Jazz, which I could recognize from some samples I had on my computer. We drank, laughed, talked about some serious stuff as well, but I wasn’t feeling completely relaxed.   I only noticed the girl sitting at the bar after Hoseok laughed real loud, making her turn her head in our direction. She was alone, a glass of what looked like Bourbon in her hand, a black tight dress and light make up. She looked upset, actually annoyed, maybe by the loud noises we were making, or just something else. She glanced at me and I looked away immediately, continuing the conversation with the boys. I couldn't stop my eyes from looking at her from time to time, she was really something. Each little stare I gave her made me noticed something new. Her legs were very beautiful, the way the light shined over them made them look really inviting, her lips were a little dry, I could tell by the way they stuck to her cup when she pulled it away, and her eyes... A deep sea. I was mesmerized, Occidental beauty was something, I’ll tell you.  “Right Yoongi?” I heard Jimin ask, bringing me back from my thoughts.  “What?” I asked distractedly.  “You're not paying attention, what are you even looking at?” Jungkook asked, and looked back at where I was looking, noticing the beautiful girl at the stool. “Oh, wow.” That was all he said.  The other three looked in her direction, Namjoon let out a puff of air saying “She’s really hot” right after.  “Think she’s a fan?” Jimin asked, clearly not trying to pretend he wasn’t staring.  “Nah, we’ve been here for hours, if she were, she would have at least tried to take a picture or talk to us,” Hoseok said.  “I would lose some hours with her” Namjoon said with a smirk on his face and the boys started laughing.  “I bet you wouldn’t even get up from this chair and go talk to her” Hoseok said lifting his beer to his mouth.  “Id talk to her” I heard my own voice and it shocked me.  All of them went silent.  “Hyung, it’s okay, you don’t have to prove anything,” Jungkook said.  I sighed, I didn’t want to prove anything to anybody, I just really wanted to talk to her, I was wondering what her voice sounded like, the way she would say my name. But who was I fooling? I would never get up and talk to her.  Hoseok laughed loud again making her head turn our way and this time all of us were looking, the boys did their best to look away and pretend they weren’t staring, but she noticed and smiled looking back at her cup cheeks slightly blushing. I didn’t look away, instead, I smiled to myself as I watched her cheeks blush. She looked back at us, the boys now looking at her with shy eyes and her eyes stopped at me. She lifted her cup in a silent “cheers”, raising an eyebrow and then drank the whole thing, putting it back on the bar and leaning in forward on her arms looking directly into my eyes.  “Oh, Hyung, she’s staring at you”. The sexy, drunken look in her eyes made me heat up, but I couldn’t look away. It was like this flirting contest and I could tell she was winning when my mouth felt dry.  She called me with her finger and tapped the stool beside her, I froze in my place. Was she really asking me to go talk to her?  The boys let out a chorus of disbelief, making her smile yet again and I stood up automatically. Namjoon tugged on my shirt.  “What are you doing?” He asked laughing. “She could be a prostitute you know?” He said and I shot back a look of disapproval. He lifted his hand as if he was ‘just saying’.  I put my drink down back on the table and walked slowly and nervously to her, what was I doing after all? What If we couldn’t even communicate, worse, what if we could? Then what? I stopped a couple of feet from her, putting my hands in my jeans pockets.  “Hi.” I heard her say in English. I smiled a little embarrassed.  “Hi,” I said back and she glanced at the stool right next to her. I took the hint and sat down, looking over at the boys who were watching closely.  “What's your name?” She asked in a husky, low but soft voice.  “Min Yoongi.” - I said not wanting to look in her eyes.  “Y/N.” She introduced herself and extended her hand.  I grabbed her hand lightly, she was warm.  “My English is not very good,”  I said and she turned her body in my direction.  “That’s ok... We can go slow.” My eyes met hers. She had this devious smile on her lips, almost as if she knew I had no idea what I was doing. “Why where you looking at me?”  I almost choked on air looking away. She seemed to notice my embarrassment so she smiled wide.  “You are... uh... Pretty?” It sounded more like a question than a fact. But I was trying to be cool about it.  “Thank you, Min Yoongi.” She said my name slowly as if trying to fit it in her mouth. I felt the hair in the back of my neck go wild on me.  “My friend thinks you’re a prostitute”. I said and her eyes widened, I immediately regretted saying that so I shot an “I’m so sorry, I...”  “No, no... That’s ok, I get it.” She said laughing and touching my arm slightly. “A girl alone at a hotel bar in the middle of downtown Sao Paulo, makes sense”. She looked back at her empty cup. “I actually got stood up...” She said. “I’m leaving Brazil tomorrow, but with the whole strike my flight got delayed and I was meeting up a friend, but she didn’t show up, so I guess I had a couple of drinks to kill time before going back to my room.” I understood everything she said and nodded my head in understanding.  I couldn’t help but keep looking at her, she was so beautiful that it shook me, she had this air around her, this wild thing, this adventurous taste that I wanted.  She picked up on the staring yet again and bit her lower lip so that it would be a little wet, making me press my lips together.  “You keep staring at me...” Her voice was like velvet. “You like what you see, huh?” I blinked a couple of times, not sure what to say to that, I was a little drunk to be honest, and I really just didn’t want to leave. “I like what I see too.” She said in a whisper biting on her lip again.  “You keep doing that...” I started saying. “It does things to me.” I wasn’t embarrassed, but I was hesitant. I don’t know if she understood what I meant, but she did it again only to make me look her directly in the eyes.  “Want me to stop?” She asked, amused by my reaction.  I shook my head. Looking back at her lips. She was flirting with me hardcore and not going to lie, my body was reacting.  “Where are you from, Yoongi?” She asked now caressing her exposed thigh gently in a way that made me shift in my seat.  “South Korea,” I said simply trying to ignore the way her legs moves while she was touching that soft skin.  “What's wrong?” She asked, even though she knew what was wrong. I was turned on and she just wanted to make me say it. “What? Is this distracting you?” She looked down to her hands, digging her long pointy nails in her own flesh and scratching in a very, very sexual way.  “Why are you doing this?” God, how I wanted to have my own fingers on her.  “You see Yoongi, It’s my last day here, I’m drunk and horny, I asked you to come to me, and like a very good boy, you did... Now, are you going to play shy for the rest of the night or ask me to my room to fuck me until the sun comes up?” I choked on air, coughing and gripping my own thighs, I felt my pants tight around me and shot a look at her. “Unless you don’t want to...” She started and I shook my head. She smiled and got up. “I’ll wait by the elevators”. She walked graciously away from me and the boys all followed her with their eyes. I got up and walked to our table.  “What did you say? Did you say you were an Idol?” Hoseok started. I ignored him and drank the rest of my beer in almost one drink as they looked at me amused.  “I’m going to her room.” I said before walking the way she walked and hearing Jungkook shouts a “What?!” and Namjoon says “No fucking way”. It wasn’t long until I caught up to her, she was waiting in front of the elevator door that was open, waiting for me. As soon as she saw me, she got in, and even if I was a little nervous, a little scared I got in after her and she pressed the button making the doors close. I stood at one end of the small space and she stood in the other, we both looked deep into each other's eyes, the tension burning in the air, I could see her chest rise and fall back down as if she was breathing harshly. Her exposed neck glowed and before I knew, I darted in her direction without hesitation and latched my lips on them. That was it, I had lost it completely. She let out a sigh grabbing my hair and pulling lightly while my lips were glued to her skin. She tasted so good on my lips and I pressed her waist against mine so she could see how turned on I was.  “Oh, fuck” She let out when she felt the bulge in my pants. I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, she looked at me and I pulled away from her neck looking into her eyes. Her lips were slightly parted and I slowly approached them and bit her lower lip, pulling at it slowly. When it left my teeth I kissed her sensually, slowly, but hard. She tasted like Bourbon, but there was this sweet taste that made me go crazy, her lips were so soft and swollen from the biting that Id almost hurt me of how good they felt. She moaned in my mouth when she felt my tongue touch hers and the kiss started to get dirty and harsh.  I only noticed the elevator had stopped because she pulled away from me making me annoyed, “Come on”. - She said with no air and pulled me out of the elevator. We walked the hallway and stopped in front of her door, she took of the card key and opened it, pulling me inside by my jacket and jumping on my lips again. I closed the door with my foot and started taking of my jacket while we kissed and walked backwards towards the bed when the back of her legs met the bed she stopped kissing me, my jacket was already on the floor she took my hand looking me in the eyes in a dirty way and lead it to the zipper behind her dress, I pulled it slowly, and she let the dress slide off her to expose she was wearing only a black lace lingerie panties.  “Holy shit” I let out in Korean in almost a blow. I looked at her body with lust and she liked it because she took the same hand that undid her zipper and started guiding it down her body, starting at her neck. I felt every inch she trailed with my fingers her skin felt like silk, I just wanted to grab and fuck her senseless, but I was too intoxicated by her little sensual game that I let her do whatever she wanted to me. When my fingers brushed on her nipple I felt myself contract inside my pants. She pressed my hand on her right breast and I squeezed it lightly in my palm, I wanted it in my mouth.  She closed her eyes for a moment savoring the touch and continued guiding my hand down so that it finally stopped at her lingerie, She looked down using my finger to pull it out and then turned my hand around so I could fit it in her underwear. When I felt how wet she was, my mouth opened in shock, she let go of my hand and I slid a finger in deeper so I could assess just how wet she was, my cock was throbbing in my pants, I imagined how easy it would slide inside her. She gasped when my index finger penetrated her opening her mouth, I bit her lower lip again.  “You like that?” I asked in a husky voice, her nails pierced the side of my arms and she threw her head back. I attacked her neck as I slid my finger in and out of her thigh pussy, she left to good, so ready for me this soon.  “Oh, god... Please fuck me.” - She started the plead but I was enjoying myself so much that I shook my head.  “Oh, no baby... We’re going to take all the time we need.” I couldn't even believe how easy the language was coming to me. I thank porn for that.  I pushed her onto the bed and got my shirt off, she sat on it and helped me with my pants as I took my shoes off, she pushed them down and I was now only in my black boxers. She licked her lips looking at my erection and her hand trailed up my legs until she grabbed it and pulled it down. My cock flung up hitting my stomach and she looked thirsty. She grabbed the extent of my cock and looked up at me biting her lip in this very slutty look before putting the head in her mouth. I closed my eyes and let out a groan and a “fuck” when she sucked it so softly in her tiny mouth. She didn’t take her eyes off me, and my fingers where now tingled in her hair. She moved slowly, sucking it whole and playing with her tongue around the head. I started moaning, it was so dirty all of this. The fact that this complete stranger was sucking my cock in a foreign country.  I could feel this fire building up inside me, and I knew that if I let her suck me for much longer I would cum, so I let go of her head and pulled away, she moaned in disapproval, I pulled her by her legs, making her fall back flat on the bed and squatted down so I was leveled with her core. She looked at me in anticipation as I started sliding off her underwear, I could see the moist around her, It was so fucking hot that I felt my mouth watering, I opened her legs to get a better look and narrowed my eyes at the delicious sight, I didn’t even hesitate, I just licked the whole extent of her slit at once in the urge to taste her juices and she arched her back letting out a loud moan in surprise. I let my tongue play with her clit, sucking o the nub, she started shaking, and I could see she was losing it.  “Oh, Yoongi, it feels so good.” She said in a pleasured voice. The way she said my name made my cock contract yet again. I wanted to fuck her so hard.  “Say my name again,” I asked, my breath hitting her wet pussy as I brushed my lips against her clit.  “Yoongi.” - She moaned my name again, and sucked harder on her. She let out a loud moan. “Fuck!” I stopped, only so that I could tease her and she lifted her head looking at me, I smirked.  “Say it again.” -  She looked deep in my eyes.  “Yoongi” - The way her mouth moved, her eyes dark, her skin slightly wet from the sweat, it was all too much for me, it was so much that I couldn’t take it any longer. I got up and flipped her over pulling on her hair so she arched her back. She let out a growl, just as turned on as me.  “How do you want it?” I asked, not sure for a moment. Was this too much?  “Hard”. She said, and that was enough. I grabbed my cock and aligned it to her thrusting in one movement. She was so wet that it just sledded in, filling her at once. The scream she gave was so sexy that it filled the air around me like music. “You are so...” I tried to remember the word. “Tight”. I said still, not moving an inch just so I could feel her walls clench around me. She moved her hips down and up again, not wanting to wast another minute. And a stopped her, grabbing tight on her hips.  “Please...” She begged, grabbing to the sheets so tight that she almost pulled them out. I could almost feel her aching pussy. “Please, fuck me hard”. She didn’t have to ask twice.  I started thrusting into her with no shame, pulling on her hips so her ass would come to meet my pelvis. It was almost painful, but the way her ass bounced with the slap of our body just made everything so fucking sexy. She would moan my name again and again with high pitched little moans when I would hit a soft spot. “Your so fucking hot,” I said when I saw her sucking on her own finger, her head on the bed to the side. Her lips were swollen and I let go of her hips with one on my hands and bent over so I could put two of my fingers in her mouth. She sucked on them, while she moaned. My cock slamming into her with no shame whatsoever. Her eyes shut while she savored them like a little slut. She presses her brows together opening her mouth as she would back up against my cock, just making the noise in the room louder than before. She moved like a pro, and I almost laughed at the memory on Namjoon saying she was a prostitute but was brought back when she clenched her teeth around my fingers, biting lightly. I could tell she was almost there because she couldn’t focus any longer on my fingers. All the did was follow my movements, her moans getting more patterned.  “Are you gonna cum, baby?” I asked her and she nodded. Oh, fuck. The way her lips kissed the tip of my fingers and her hair was all messy on the white sheets made everything worst. “Cum on my cock, cum for me...” I asked and she tried hiding her face, but I just grabbed on her hair. “No, I wanna see”.  And almost immediately I felt her walls contract around my cock, she moaned in a sexy way that made me feel that fire built up again as I continued bounding inside her, the way her walls clenched around me made it really hard to not cum,  “Oh, fuck Yoongi”. She shouted while she was still coming. “Fuck, fuck, fuck”.Her body started to feel soft, I just held her by her waist and laid my head on her back, feeling my orgasm coming in a really fast pace. “Come inside me”. She asked the fire building up, more and more and I started to moan with a little frequency and she started to move her hips again, making it worse. It came at once, my cock convulsing inside her. I could feel my cum fill her up as I let out a loud groan, then my body just shut down. I fell on top of her, then on her side, pulling out of her. My eyes were closed as I tried to catch my breath. She shifted turning around to catch her breath as well, her but turn to my side. I slapped it and she laughed at the sudden action.  “Not so shy right now, are you?” she asked turning to me. “That was amazing.” Is smiled just nodding my head. I couldn’t say anything. I just had the best sex in my life with a girl I met an hour ago and the worst part was that I wouldn’t have this piece of ass ever again.  We stayed in silence for a couple of minutes, she shut her eyes. I could tell she was tired. It wasn’t long until I felt my own eyes shutting while I analyzed her. She was so beautiful that I hurt. I had never seen anything like this ever in my life. And sure, I had my share of women back in Korea, but... Wow. She was something else. As I fell asleep I wasn’t worried about anything else but to pull her body closer to mine.  I woke up to my phone ringing in my jeans pocket on the floor. I got up in a hurry thinking I was late for something. When I saw Jungkooks name on the screen and the time right above I calmed down. It was only four in the morning, I sat on the bed answering the phone.  “Jungkook,” I said.  “Where the fuck are you?” He asked me with a humorous voice. Y/N shifted on the bed and I looked back. She had woken up and was now pressing her hands on my shoulders kissing the crack in my neck. All the hair in my body stood.  “Busy”. I said simply trying to control my voice as she left little bits along my jawline.  “Are you still with her? Oh my god, Hyung.” He said with disbelief. “Listen, Manager was asking for you so we said you were sleeping, but. I think he might come to your room in the morning.”  “Ok, don’t worry, I’ll leave soon,” I said feeling a bit annoyed.  Jungkook hung up and I let myself feel her lips kissing my skin. This was just blissful.  “Is everything ok?” she asked me and I nodded.  “Yes, but... I have to go.” I said and she stopped kissing me. I looked back at her and she was smiling.  “Well... “ She looked down at the sheets. “That’s too bad.”  I crawled to her and kissed her lips gently, savoring her taste in my mouth. This would be the last I saw of her, So I just wanted the memory of her taste inside me. The kiss was passionate, to say the least, I could tell she felt the same way about me having to go, so when I tried to pull away, she just grabbed me to kiss me deeper. When our lips parted, she gave me one last peck and looked me in the eyes.  “It was nice meeting you, Min Yoongi”. She said in a sexy voice waking me up completely.  “The pleasure was all mine”. I said and she smiled.  I got up and got dressed quickly, she got a robe the was on the bathroom door and put it on walking me to the door. I swung my jacket over my shoulders as she opened it. I was hesitant to go, I didn’t want to, it seemed like we had had only ten percent of what we could have had if we had more time. She kissed me once again, soft on the lips as the light from the hotel hallway cracked in her room.  “Goodbye, Yoongi”. - She said.  “Goodbye, Y/N”. I answered before she closed the door and I was on my way down the hallway.  When I got to my room I felt empty. Just lying in the cold bed alone was heartbreaking. As soon as my phone lit up I was about to curse at Jungkook, but then I saw the text from an unknown number.  “Hope I see you again someday”.  It said, and I knew it was her. She must have gotten my number while I was getting dressed.  I answered with a “Me too”. And saved her number as “Beautiful Girl”.  And that was the last I saw of her.  Well... That’s what I thought would happen.

Ai mds

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