MY rude mafia

Calm

Yoongi burst in the room, startling y/n and bela who were happily and carelessly chatting. The poor girl was already scared of the mafias and his angry face didn't make it any easy. Seeing tears of fear in her eyes, he stopped himself. "I'm sorry but please ask Jungkook to drop you home safely." Yoongi said and stepped to y/n, holding onto her in hopes of calming himself.

"y-yeah, i-I'll l-leave. Bye y/n." bela ran out of the room like she never knew she could.

"yoongi..." y/n whispered, turning to face him.

His breath was heavy and face was red. The veins of his hands were on the brink of bursting. She held the back of his head with her free hand and brought it down to her own neck.

"it's okay. Everything will be okay." Hearing her words, yoongi left her hand and hugged her waist, snuggling further in her nape. y/n stroked his back up and down while her other hand just held him close.

y/n was caught by a pleasant surprise when yoongi began kissing her skin, her shoulder, then her nape and then her neck. He soon found a spot much familiar to him and only him.

"I love you." He said and even before she could reply, he latched his lips on hers. His hands slid forward to pull her pajama down. "no panties huh." He whispered in the kiss, letting her shiver at the sudden impact of cold wind.

"such a dirty slut, trying to seduce daddy." His hands moved upward, inside her/ his sweatshirt, only to pull it above her head. She was surely taken aback by his sudden need for intimacy but would she refuse? Hell, nah.

He separated their lips to pull out the shirt and began with his mission to paint her in his marks.

"yoongi..." she moaned out and her hands found a grip in his hair and he worked his way down to her chest. He didn't like the interruption caused by her bra, so he obviously tore it instead of removing it. y/n was too pleasured to argue about her favorite bra.

Deciding to please him too, y/n moved her hands to yoongi's shoulders, only to find them covered his clothes. She abruptly broke the kiss and stepped back, startling yoongi. "remove it." She said with a pout.

Yoongi gave out a strange and terrifying chuckle as he started stripping himself. His eyes were scary dark and predatory, just like his slow steps. y/n strangely found herself getting aroused as she stepped backwards until her legs hit the bed and she landed her butt on it. "yoongi-ah" she almost came at his sight itself.

His hand came to grope her neck with a light but firm grip. "what did you say?" his voice was challenging.

"daddy~" she moaned for him, his grip arousing her.

"ïs my little bitch horny?" he mocked and chuckled darkly when she nodded shamelessly. He made her stand with his hand on her throat, lifting her up. Once she was still on her feet, he held the back of her neck, dragging her to the closet and threw her in. "then show your master, the true bitch you are."

He shut the door and shouted "you have few minutes until I get rid of those guests we have." He covered himself with a robe and went out with a cold face. The boys were staring at him curiously and that's when jimin noticed the robe and the fact that he was naked beneath. "let us leave guys. We'll schedule for later hyung. Take your time." He said with a smirk and left with others who seemed to have understood. Jungkook was nowhere to be seem 'he must have gone with bela. I'll apologise to her tomorrow.' That's just when he received a text that Jungkook will stayover with her.

"well, looks like we brothers are both busy tonight." He said with a smirk and went back to his room.