| This chapter is a flashback on Yoongi and Sydney's relationship.
I say it here because it's not clearly implied and some of you guys are ameri-.. a little slow <3✲꘏ ꘏ ꘏ ꘏✲
"You looked beautiful tonight."
Sydney scoffed, looking at Yoongi as she put down her purse down on the hotel room's dresser.
It was a chilly night in Bora Bora, the pair coming back from a pleasant dinner.
A long time ago, Sydney and Yoongi used to be more than civil with each other, years before Jimin came in the picture.
"Per usual." She shrugged, taking off her necklace.
Yoongi loved it, their little secret getaways, where nobody knew what the names 'Min' and 'Bachelor' meant, not having a clue of their partnership and how inappropriate it was for them to be sleeping together.
Here, they were just two people who happened to be rich, and to the eyes of other people, a cute couple though they weren't dating.
"Per usual Syd, always so charming and beautiful.." Yoongi repeated, letting his fingers pull down the zipper of the dress she wore, fingertips brushing against her bare skin. ".. But never wearing underwear."
He sounded breathless, and he was.
Sydney Bachelor had what it took to make a man.. No, as matter of fact, anyone from the human race go crazy.
Her voice, her looks, her mannerisms, she was both a maneater and would be womanizer if she was attracted to the same gender.
He pushed the dress down her shoulders, pressing himself more against her to let her feel his bulge against her ass, his lips already attached to her neck.
"I thought we'd have a small bathroom break Yoongi, but apparently you decided to keep your hands to yourself.."
His arms wrapped around her waist, hands going up to cup her chest.
"Not anymore.."
She wiggled out of his arms with a chuckle, letting her dress fall on the ground before turning towards him, taking off the rest of her jewelry and loosen up her high bun with a sigh.
She was completely naked yet not bothered at all, not even trying to hurry, letting him admire her body, this work of art.
"I'm in the mood for a shower right now.." She said, turning around to make her way to the bathroom. "Aren't you ?"
Yoongi chuckled to himself, knowing exactly what that meant.
Without an answer he followed her after taking off his Rolex and placing it on the dresser next to her jewellry that counted an expensive Oscar de la Renta necklace he offered her for their one year 'anniversary'.
Sydney had money, sure, but when she was with Yoongi, though their networth was more or less the same amount, she didn't want to spend a penny, and he happily obliged.
After all, he was the one who wanted her first, Sydney's time and attention costed money.
You have to pay, a lot, before your fingertips even brushed her arm. And Yoongi knew that, because even though they've done a lot of things, she still hasn't allowed him to kiss her, claiming she didn't like it and that kissing meant feelings.
And for someone like Sydney who hated mixing business and pleasure, feelings meant an end to everything.
Once he walked in the bathroom, it didn't take long for him to take action, walking into the shower she was already in, body glistening with water, doe eyes staring at him.
Cussing under his breath, he hooked his arms under knees to pull her up, her legs wrapping around his waist and arms around his neck for support as he held her against the cold marble of the shower wall.
He leaned in but she put her index on his lips, pushing his face away.
"Not the lips, Yoongi, I have enough skin to make up for that."
He scoffed, attaching his lips to her neck and marking her all over as he slid two fingers inside of her, a small moan falling from her lips.
Her fingers buried in his hair, tugging it a little as she threw her head back, giving him more access. Yoongi knew her, he knew her body more than anyone she's been with.
After all, this little game has been going on for almost a year now.
He knew what she liked, what she was like.
Her favorite flowers were white roses, she swore by 80's tunes, she could eat carbonara every day all day and she was surprisingly enthusiastic about cars, especially Rolls Royce, though she preferred driving smaller ones like Mini-Coopers.
She liked soft scents in rooms but stronger scents for perfumes, hated wearing bright colors, liked painting her nails on Sunday afternoons and reading in her indoors garden with soft music, listened to 'It was a good day' by Ice Cube first thing in the morning as it helped her setting her mood for the day.
He knew every single habit of hers, the way she liked steak cooked, hell, even the temperature the her thermostat was set at.
Min Yoongi knew every small detail about Sydney Bachelor.
Including exactly where her g-spot was, his fingers pressing against it repeatedly as he prepped her, opening her up.
"Put it in already Yoongi.." She asked, breathless. "I'm ready."
Yoongi could go on and on about how perfect she looked like this, pressed against the shower's wall, her head throwned back in pleasure with his fingers soaked by both the water and her juices.
The room was hot, heavy breathings and moans filling the room, the big mirror all fogged up as well as the shower's glass, some hand traces on appearing on it as soon as holding onto his neck wasn't enough for Sydney when he gave in and slipped in it.
He gripped her thighs tighter as he felt her pussy squeeze him, a low grunt leaving his lips as his head fell forward in the crook of her neck, laying in the middle of the tray of hickies he left, marking her though she was never his.
But there was a problem, Min Yoongi knew it for a while but kept it to himself, not wanting any of this to come to an end.
Her fingers dug in the skin of his upper back, her low delicate moans filling his ears as he thrusted deeper, peppering kisses on her skin and though he was balls deep inside of her, he prioritized her pleasure, the pace she liked, the way she liked him to roll his hips.
Yes, Min Yoongi knew perfectly what was going on.
"Fuck.."
Between two breaths..
"Yoongi~"
..He admitted to himself that he loved her.
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(A/N)
peep the difference in the way she acts
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