Wavering at the Thought of You

Our Current Situation

- Jiyong's POV -

My current situation wasn't new to me, so I shouldn't feel anything, right? I should've been used to it by now, right? Wrong. I watched as the drunken Maknae came tumbling through the doorway. He was so drunk I wondered how he even managed to type in the code at the key pad.

"Hic...Hyung...hic."

A rush of blood warmed my face leaving me as red as a tomato. I'm glad he's too drunk to notice... I watched as the youngest member walked/crawled his way towards me, with tears streaming down his face.
Shit. How can his crying face be so cute...

I swallowed and licked my lips, a painful lump formed in my throat, I looked away from the drunken maknae. Who made him like this...

"Seungri..."

I said as softly as I could. Upon hearing this Seungri dashed straight into my arms, wrapping one of them around his waist and the other stroking his hair.

"Sshh... It happens, don't worry, I'll be here for you whenever you need me..." I cooed as he burrowed his face deep into my chest. I chuckled at how cute the Maknae was when drunk.

"What's so funny?" He said, his words slightly slurring as he looked up and rested his chin on my chest.

Jiyong... Self-control please, self-control.
I felt that the my pants had gotten tighter than they already were, in a *cough* certain area...

Damn it. Stupid skinny jeans...

I looked up towards the ceiling and stared at it as if it was the more interesting the overly cute panda in front of me.

"Hyung?"

"Come on Maknae we're off to bed." He nodded silently and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt as I walked towards the bedroom with a dazed Seungri trailing along. How could he get even cuter then he already was?

I lied down on the bed and turned the light off, and easily drifted to sleep knowing that, although mentally hurt, Seungri layed near me. I took a mental note to 'talk' to whoever hurt MY panda.

This content sleep didn't last long as I felt the someone shifting their weight on the bed.

Crap...

I felt my bulge grow larger causing a *ahem* a rather large tent in my trousers. I opened my eyes and was about to move when I saw... The maknae, the precious panda, supposedly innocent youngest... Straddling me. I knew something like this would happen like the other times he was drunk and dejected, but he normally just cuddled with me or holded my hand while sleeping. THIS, was NEW. Blood rushed to my face and crotch. He moaned as he grinded his crotch with mine, eyes half lidded and filled with lust. I bit my lips and licked them, holding my self back as I said, while clearing my throat to stop it from cracking.

"Seungri-ah... Do you know what you're doing?"

"I... I don't know Hyung. Hyung, What should I do?"

He blushed profusely, turning a cute shade of pink, looking genuinely confused. It was then when I snapped.

I swiftly pulled the horny maknae below me and pinned him on the bed. I edged closer to his ear and growled,

"Don't blame me, even I don't know... It's your fault for seducing me Maknae."

I heard Seungri whimper as I licked the lobe of his ear and sucked on it, gradually moving down to his neck, sucking and nibbling on it leaving a love bite and a trail of saliva. I stared at his face and watched as he panted, staring at me with bewildered lust filled eyes and his pink lips quivering.

I sighed. What am I doing? This is the youngest member of Big Bang and here I was, doing... Doing... Stuff I shouldn't be doing. At least not to HIM. I stopped and sighed again, as I leant over to kiss his sweaty forehead, "Goodnight Maknae, and I'm sorry...", I got up and went to the bathroom for a long cold shower.