The Pain You Give

Lonely

I sat at the table, my legs crossed, chin resting on the palm of my hand while randomly scrolling through the news on my phone. Although my work day was well over, I decided to stick around and wait for Yoongi to come home before leaving.

Taehyung had sent me a text just hours before, saying he was going to be working late and decided it was best for me to prepare for him not to come home tonight. If I was being honest with myself id admit that the reason I hadn't gone home is because I didn't want to be alone but I chalked it up to being concern about rather Yoongi makes it in okay. Because he owes my a paycheck of course.  

I sighed, taking a sip from my water bottle, festering in how quiet the house currently was. "I don't know how he does it" I said to myself out loud   "I'd go crazy living in this huge house all by myself"

I turned my attention back to my phone as I suddenly heard the familiar jingle of keys outside the door before it opened.

In walked a scuffled looking Yoongi, along with the strong scent of alcohol and cigarettes. Our eyes locked as he gave me a goofy smile and stumbled his way over to the table.

"I didn't think you'd still be here" He said taking a seat in the chair across from me and removing his suit jacket.

"Yeah, I- I had a little time left on my hands and I thought id just wait for you to come back. To see if you made it in okay, plus it is payday after all " I grinned a little.

"Mhm- I see" He said as he began to eye me up and down slowly, his eyes scanning from the cleavage daintily showing from the top of my sheer white T-shirt, down to my politely crossed legs. I looked away, feeling somewhat embarrassed as I felt my cheeks becoming flushed.

He dug in his pocket before pulling out a cigarette, grasping it between two of his fingers and sliding it slightly in his mouth then lighting it with the opposite hand which possessed a lighter.

"Well I'm alright but I certainly don't mind a bit of company" He said blowing smoke from his mouth and getting up from the chair to stand directly behind me  massaging my shoulders causing me to immediately to tense up.

"You seem a little drunk Yoongi, maybe you should get some rest and I'll come back tomorrow" I stood and began gathering my things from the table and placing them into my purse.

"I think you should stay" he said with a grin on his face "You never know, we could have a lot of fun"

I rolled my eyes "Yoongi you're drunk, and I'm married. And Even if I wasn't, I'm not that kind of person"

I felt his large hands grip the sides of my hips tightly from behind me before suddenly pulling me back into him, causing me to let out a gasp. I could feel his chest and how hard he was against me, I could feel his breath heavy on my neck, sending chills down my spine while he begged for friction from my body as he slowly grinded against my shorts-covered ass.

I stood there frozen.

Everything in me told me to make him stop.

But a small part of me didn't want to.

A part of me loved the way being touched by him felt, as if I had almost forgotten what it was like for someone to want me.

"You think you can keep teasing me the way you do?" He practically growled in my ear as one of his hands snaked up towards one of my breast, cupping it, making me breath out a moan.

"Te- tease you? I don't try to" I said as my breathing began to quicken from the way he massaged it in his large hand.

"Oh please" He scoffed " You don't think I noticed the way you wear the tiniest t-shirts and shorts when you know I'll be around. It's like you want me to bend you over this table and use you" he said trailing his other hand down the front of my body until it retreated under the waistband of my shorts and in between the pantie covered folds of my pussy.