Oh Fuck

19

Yoongi had been right earlier, pinned like that, between him and the wall, it turned me on in the extreme. Our kiss became wilder and wilder, while I ran my hands over his naked torso, caressing the silky skin, his cool hands slipped under my shirt, stroked my heated chest, found my nipples and played with them.

My body felt like it was on fire, the heat kept rising inside me and when he pinched both of my nipples, I moaned unrestrainedly into the kiss, which he then released to pull the annoying shirt over my head too.

Breathing heavily and with my eyes only half open, I looked at him, saw him lick his lips at the sight of me and swallowed.

"Damn Yeosang, you're so hot, I can't believe you're all mine now." he said in a husky voice before pulling me back into a passionate kiss.

Confused by his words, that didn't stop me from returning the kiss with the same fire.

But what did he mean when he said that I was only his?

We weren't really a couple... On the other hand, he was right, we were married, we were getting closer and closer and what we were doing right now also spoke for that. I was his, skin and hair, and I thought it was damn hot...

Which made the whole thing sweeter, it was no different the other way round. I had long forgotten my crush on Jungkook, I didn't even know why I had been so keen on him when there was a Min Yoongi who could drive me crazy with his touch.

As we continued kissing as if we would die without each other's tongues in our mouths, Yoongi hastily removed his pants and underpants before he started kissing along my neck to my collarbone, where he sucked himself in and I let out another excited moan.

Again and again he pulled the tender skin into his mouth, stroked it gently with his teeth and then bit into it, eliciting a pleasurable sigh from me each time. Almost unnoticed, he had now pulled down my pants and boxers while he marked me as his.

The heat inside me seemed to be slowly getting the better of me and Yoongi also seemed to think it was time to go under the wet jet of the shower. With me by the hand, he climbed into the shower cubicle, pulled me with him and then let the water run over his head.

The sight of his wet hair hanging in his face and the drops of water running down his skin was simply breathtaking. I couldn't help but press myself against him again, which was a completely different feeling now that we were naked.

The sudden contact of our aroused limbs made us both moan and I clawed at his shoulder, fearing I would just collapse, not yet knowing all these pleasurable sensations.

He grabbed my butt and pulled me even closer to him, causing a sensational rubbing of our body centers and had I gotten a word out, I probably would have begged for more.

With a suggestive smile on his lips, he now grabbed the shower gel bottle and squeezed a generous portion onto his hand before suddenly kneeling down in front of me and taking my hardness in his hand to lather it up with his other hand.

With one hand, he spread the lather up and down my shaft, while he placed the palm of his other hand on my tip and then moved it in circular motions over my glans.

The sensation he triggered was so intense that my legs threatened to buckle, which is why I held on to the shower rail, moaning without restraint. His palm circled faster and faster and I was almost embarrassed at how quickly he made me come in his hand, moaning his name out loud.

He stood up again and I let myself fall exhausted against his chest. He tenderly stroked my hair and I just enjoyed it until his hardness pressed against my stomach and I realized that so far only I had found release.

I couldn't leave it like that, which is why I dropped to my knees in front of him. I took his length in my hand and looked him firmly in the eyes, which scrutinized me curiously and lustfully from above.

Leaving my shyness behind me, I first took his tip in my mouth, sucked gently on it before licking along the entire length, then back up again, letting my tongue play around his glans, which elicited moans of pleasure from him.

His excited reactions, his hands now playing with my wet hair, the water running down him, dripping from his cock into my mouth, turned me on so much that I became bolder and bolder.

So I let his considerable length slide completely into my mouth and began to move my head up and down as I sucked on it again and again.

Yoongi's increasingly loud moans spurred me on and so I not only got faster, but also started using my tongue. His member twitched more and more, while his gentle play with my hair turned into desperate hair-pulling and made me realize that he couldn't hold out much longer.

Picking up the pace a little more, I reached for his testicles at the same time to massage them, which must have been too much for him because he came panting in my mouth.

I let his cock slide out of my mouth and while I looked at him innocently with wide eyes, I swallowed his cum. As I stood up, I licked my lips again and he looked at me, grinning in disbelief.

"Fuck Yeosang, you're kinkier than I gave you credit for..."