The Secret Between Two [A Min Yoongi ff]

Hyyh pt.2

"Luna-ah," Yoongi hummed in to my ear, "Luna-ah wake up."

I yawned and lazily opened my eyes to see Yoongi's face just millimeters from mine.

He planted kisses on each side of my cheek and I blinked a few times, finally gaining full consciousness. And that's when I felt everything.

Yoongi's whole body weight was on top of me, and he stared devilishly down at me.

I felt how hard his dick was as he was purposefully pressing it down on my stomach. It even twitched which made my body tingle.

"No podía soportarlo más, te ves tan jodidamente sexy," he whispered lowly in my ear.

He then trailed kisses down my jaw, and up my neck until he found a sweet spot.

I moaned out, loving the feeling of his lips on my neck and his erection on my stomach.

When he heard my moan, he lifted himself up so that his weight was being held up by his hands that were on either side of my head.

"You undressed me," I questioned, pretending to be insulted by his actions, once I felt that his body heat was replaced by the room's cold air.

"Por supuesto. Estaba cubriendo lo que ansiaba," he stated.

"Well then show me how much you are craving me," I teased.

"Con alegría," he excalimed as he dragged me to the end of the bed.

He stopped once my legs were dangling off the bed and he got on his knees in front of me. I sat up and he roughly gripped my thighs, digging his nails into my skin as he pushed them open. He maintained eye contact with me while doing all of that, even when he ran two fingers down my fold.

It was a little surprise to me that he did that which ended in a whimper leaving my mouth. His eyes widened at the realization he made from his ation.

"Ni siquiera he hecho nada todavía y ya estás mojado. muy patético," he chuckled while rubbing my thigh again.

"Yoongi I want more," I said despretly, wanting to feel his fingers again.

"cualquier cosa por ti," he said licking his lips. He then shifted his lust filled eyes down and licked his lips before he inserted two fingers into my pussy. "Ahh estas tan mojada."

I threw my head back as he started to pump his fingers in and out of me. Not too fast, not too slow, and he knew just how much force to use.

I started to roll my hips back and forth to add some more friction, just as he began to rub my clit.

"More," I whined desperately.

He curled his two fingers that were inside me and hit my gspot and I felt myself clench around him.

He finally looked back up at me, after he had been intently staring at the work he was doing on my pussy, and frowned at me.

"¿Estas cerca verdad?" He asked rather disappointed.

I nodded my head quickly, hoping he'd lead me to an orgasm.

But his frown turned to a smile as he removed his thumb from my clit and his index and middle fingers from inside me.

I gasped. He normally doesn't deny me of an orgasm.

"Quiero que te corras a mi alrededor," he demanded as he brought his fingers up to his lips and sucked on them, "tan dulce."