[21+ ] My Light [ Y/N x Min Yoongi ] Birthday 2021

Part 2

You give him an obedient nod as you close the distance between the two of you. Carefully pushing the coffee table a bit to the side, you give Yoongi a playful wink as you carefully sit down on the carpet to kneel in front of him.

His eyes are on you, you can feel the scorching heat from them as you gently place your hands on top of his thighs. A low growl escapes him, the anticipation getting to him and your lips perk up as your gaze scanned over the front of his pants.

Oh yes - he's totally hard - massively erect indeed.

Slowly, teasingly, you let the flattened palm of your hand make circles on his thighs; inching a little bit up his thigh by each circle. Yoongi grunted, his pelvis twitching up towards you.

You smiled. So impatient.

You reached for his leather belt, your hands playing over the clasp a few seconds before finally opening it and pulling the belt through the loop and out.

His breathing got heavier, his breath tickling your face as he looked down at you; awaiting your next move.

Enjoying the new kind of tension rolling off him, you took your time as you let your fingers trace the front of his pants before cupping him gently.

"Aa-hhmmm" The moan you drew from him sent shivers through you as you felt your clit pulse with excitement.

Oh, how you loved that sound.

Letting go of him, your fingers moved up and, after fumbling a bit with the button, you were rewarded with a 'pop'. Continuing, the zipper was next, and you pulled it down while you enjoyed the whirring sound it made.

You eyed the dark green peeking out from his pants and smiled.

Although most that met him thought Yoongi's favorite color was black, it was in truth white. This had surprised you as well when he first told you, but when you knew, it became apparent in many of the little things he did. So, after a recommendation from your friend that had found a brand of extremely comfortable boxers, you had but in an order of the black-and-white set. When the package had been delivered to your apartment, however, they had sent the wrong colors - giving you a set of dark greens and blues. Wanting to exchange them at first, Yoongi had gotten to them first and surprised you by wearing them later that evening. It wasn't really his color, but it warmed your heart to see him wear your present.

"They're comfy, right?" Keeping your tone sweet, you smirked up at him, knowing fully well the discomfort of his restraining pants. "So soft." You let your finger down to touch the bulge. It was so nice and warm, and as you touched it, you felt it twitch.

A deep moan made you look up at his face. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly opened as his hands clutched onto the fabric of the couch.

It was as if Yoongi had sensed you watching him, cause he lazily opened his eyes. Your eyes met and you held your breath. His eyes were glossy, but past that, a fire was burning smoldering hot. He smiled down at you, and you couldn't resist licking your lips.

A growl emerged from Yoongi, and there was a shift in his eyes. "I'll remember that, kitten..."

His threat sent shivers down your spine, temping you to push him...

"Kitten..."

Better not.

After all, it was his birthday.

Still... You did your best to hide the small smirk growing on your lips. That didn't mean you couldn't play it another way... There was more than one way to make his knees weak.

Moving my attention back down to his body, you grab the rim of his pants before tugging on them. Resisting at first, a second tug, as well as Yoongi lifting himself from the couch ensures that both pants and boxers soon lay in a pile on the floor beside you.

You admired the view before you put your hand to him again and let a finger run along his shaft. It twitched in response; eager for your touch, wanting your attention.

And you obliged.

Adjusting your hand, you gripped around him, your fingers playing against his skin and making Yooing hiss through his teeth.

Giving in to his desperation, you carefully moved your hand; pumping him once while you watched him digging even deeper into the furniture. He seemed barely coherent, his breathing heavy - wanting.

Seeing him spread out like this made your core burn hot and wanting.

You could work it slowly and make him wait for it...

But, Yoongi's dick was right there in front of you, twitching in your hand.

You didn't want to wait.

You just wanted him.