Oh Fuck

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I closed my eyes in pleasure as he pulled my earlobe between his lips and lightly scratched it with his teeth. I leaned my head against the wall so that he had better access to my neck and he was only too happy to accept my invitation. His soft lips meeting my skin, his hot breath giving me goose bumps one after the other, his hands restlessly wandering over my body, starting to unbutton my shirt and then pushing it back over my shoulders where it fell to the floor, all made me sigh with pleasure. Before we got into the room, I had actually been a little tired, but Yoongi's every touch awakened a hunger in me that swept away any tiredness. Slowly, my hands moved forward, caressing his bump through the smooth fabric of his suit pants, unzipping and unbuckling his belt before sliding into his boxers, where I immediately gripped him, rubbing up and down them agonizingly slowly. As a strangled gasp sounded against my throat and his open mouth left a wet mark on my skin, I bit my lower lip with a slight grin, liking the way I suddenly had him literally in the palm of my hand. But Yoongi quickly caught himself again, turned me around by the shoulders and pressed my face against the wall as he reached forward to unzip my pants, his mouth close to my ear again.

"Nice try, but I won't make it that easy for you," he whispered hoarsely, his rough voice sending a shiver down my spine. My grin widened even more, because I hadn't even really tried to gain control, I just wanted to provoke him, because I loved nothing more than when he showed me his dominant side. His hands traveled up my stomach to my nipples, where he didn't exactly pinch them squeamishly, making them hard on the spot and making me sigh. While he gently tormented me with his hands, his lips now caressed my left shoulder, kissing from the outside in until he reached the crook of my neck, where I was particularly sensitive, to gently bite and suck on it while he greedily pressed his hardness against my ass. Now he slid his hands down me again as he kissed his way across my shoulder blade, down my spine and then pulled the last of my clothes off. An excited fluttering in my stomach and the heat that flowed through me, making me willingly taking his every touch, the excitement that gripped me, made me tremble slightly in anticipation as I then felt his strong hands on my bottom, which now began to massage it possessively. Without warning, I suddenly felt two fingers inside me, eliciting a surprised gasp from me, which quickly changed to a pleasurable moan when he began to move those fingers slightly. With his other hand, he hastily pulled down his boxer shorts and rubbed his already slightly damp member against the soft skin of my bottom, while he straightened up again and took my neck with his lips. My thoughts were completely blurred from that moment on, I was totally lost in his passion, I wouldn't have been able to form another sentence if my life depended on it,

All I knew was that I wanted to finally feel him inside me properly and so I stretched out towards him with my remaining strength, which he noticed with a dirty grin and then fulfilled my wish, pulling his fingers out of me and carefully penetrating me. He wrapped one arm around my waist and placed the other on the wall next to me to give us some support. He began with gentle thrusts, which he soon increased in intensity, almost driving me completely out of my mind. My face kept scraping against the rough wall, so I put one hand between my cheek and the wallpaper to concentrate completely on Yoongi's hardness inside me and on his hand, which now found its way to my penis and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts.

"Ahhh... Yoongi... oh... mhhm." the double stimulation made me moan his name again and again, while my knees became softer and softer.

"Well baby, who's in control now, huh? Do you want more? Do you want me to fuck your brains out?" I heard him say, but I couldn't answer, just nod silently, but that seemed to be enough for him, because I felt him grab me tighter and thrust harder and harder, hitting my most sensitive spot again and again and eliciting ever louder moans and sighs from me. I wouldn't be able to stand it for much longer, the pulling and tingling in my loins was getting stronger and stronger. He noticed the twitching of my length in his hand and rubbed his thumb over the tip, which meant that I could no longer hold it back and came, panting without restraint. Yoongi, whose thrusts were no longer so coordinated, but wild and impetuous, also reached his climax and spread his seed inside me before he stopped, breathing quickly, exhausted, rested his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I didn't know how long we stood there nestled together like that, I only realized that I had slobbered all over my hand and that I was slowly getting colder and colder as my skin was completely soaked with sweat. Yoongi's forehead was also dripping with sweat and he started to shiver slightly, while his hands kept caressing my stomach tenderly.

"I'm definitely not going to forget this wedding night," I said with a smile when I was finally able to talk again.

"Don't think we're done here yet... We're going to take a shower and then we'll continue." Yoongi predicted, grinning cheekily again.