Getting front row seats at your favorite bands concert is an amazing opportunity . But getting the chance to be front and centre and then being picked out of the audience by your bias is a once in a lifetime.
What's happens next is what dreams and...
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It's been a little over a week since Mr Tongue Technology took you to places you hadn't been to before. His tour kept on going after your night of pleasure to a few more cities in your country but he had one last sold out show back in your hometown as their very last scheduled concert date.
You exchanged phone numbers when you last saw each other, and have sent random text messages and the occasional nude pic throughout this last week. But today's text message was the one you were waiting for.
Text message: From Yoongi "Hey Kitten. We're heading back to ..... tonight for our last show tomorrow, I'd love to see you afterwards. I'll organize a driver to come pick you up and drop you at the hotel so I can finally show you what my cock can do!!"
The biggest smile sweeps across your face as you remember everything that happened that night. Your stomach and your lady parts start to tingle just thinking about how his tongue and fingers felt on and inside you, if you don't stop imagining it you are going to have to finish your horny self off.
Your awoken to the sound of your phone vibrating, it's still early in the morning but Yoongi has another text message for you. "Morning beautiful. I just wanted to tell you the car will be at your place at 9:30pm, the driver will have a key to the room for you as well. Oh and go back to sleep or take a nap cos you'll need all the energy you can get 😏😏"
Nightfall's and you start to get ready; you eat, you shower and you remove every last bit of hair from your body that isn't attached to your head, "Smooth like butter" you giggle to yourself. You bought yourself a new outfit yesterday just for Yoongi, some killer heels and a silky strappy black dress that looked more like slip underwear then an actual dress. You pair it with your favorite black coat as it's freezing outside.
The car pulls up outside your place to take you to the hotel, the driver gets out and it's the same guy from the concert, the security guard. Now you've come to realize that he's some sort of PA/Body guard for BTS or even just for Yoongi. He hands you the room key once your inside the car and you head off towards the hotel. He parks around the back and escorts you to the elevator, "Make yourself comfortable ma'am, I'm just going to pick up Sir Min and the rest of the team now. He won't be long. If you need anything just press 1 on the phone it'll put you through to the suite butler". Once inside the room you take your coat off and hang it over a chair along with your bag and heels, turn on the television and make yourself comfortable on the bed, leaning up against the five million pillows. Now you wait!
You are watching some crappy reality television show when you are distracted form your gaze at the TV to a noise coming for the front door. "Look at you kitten, all sprawled out on my bed in nothing but some silk, just the way I like it!", you smirk and go to get up but Yoongi tells you to stay where you are and relax hes going to go take a shower. Your heart starts racing after catching visuals in your mind about the man that just came through the door, seeing things in your mind about whats about to happen, thinking of him now currently naked in the shower. Asking yourself should you go join him or stay there? Get naked yourself or stay as you are? Before your anxiety kicks in you see the champagne and other alcoholic beverages siting at the bar, a shot of vodka should do the trick, you run over and open the bottle and neck what you think equals a shot but you know it was more, close the bottle and run back to the bed. "OK nerves calm yourself, get it fucking together!!".
