Chapter 62

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Soul and Body

Trigger Warning 🔞:

This chapter contains explicit sexual content and mature themes (18+).

It is intended for adult audiences only.

If you are uncomfortable with such descriptions, please skip to the next chapter.

Reader discretion is advised.

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Yoongi kissed Aen fervently.

They only broke apart for air before proceeding to make out again with more hunger.

They kissed until they ended up on Yoongi's bed, where he broke the contact to hover over her.

Both felt the temperature around them rising.

Panting, they stared into each other's eyes.

Yoongi felt the heat intensely; Aen looked breathtakingly tempting beneath him.

"I..." With his right hand, he caressed her face gently.

"Are we... Am I... going too fast?"

He traced her lips with his thumb.

"S-should... we... stop?"

Aen smiled at him fondly.

She knew he was at his limit, but his deep tenderness made her heart swell with an overwhelming love.

"I really am lucky. I wish I had met you sooner, Yoon."

​She reached up, pulling him down into a kiss-a silent signal for him to continue.

Yoongi kissed her back, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer into the soft mattress.

"You're not going too fast." she whispered against his lips.

"I told you.. I want you.. I want this as much as you do, Jagi."

She pressed her forehead against his.

"I want everything, Yoonie. Every bit of you." 

​Yoongi showered her face with soft kisses-her forehead, her eyebrows, her closed eyes, and her nose-before gazing down at her with darkened, hooded eyes.

"I want you so bad. It's... not too much to ask?"

"No," Yoongi replied, his thumb lingering on her lip.

"It's never too much. I'll give you all of me, Aen-ah. I'm all yours."

"I like the sound of that."

"And you're mine," Yoongi reached for her right hand and kissed her wrist, right where her soulmate mark resided.

"My soulmate."

He kissed her again, the sweetness quickly turning into fire.

He bit her lower lip gently, asking for permission, and she obliged, parting her lips to let his tongue slip in.

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