Man in Dreams

In your Arm's

As the evening deepened, Yoongi and Maya found themselves tangled in each other's arms on the couch. The movie they had been watching had long since ended, and the room was filled with the soft glow of the television screen and the warmth of their shared embrace.

Yoongi gently brushed a strand of hair from Maya's face, his fingers lingering on her cheek. "You look beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with love and admiration.

Maya smiled, her eyes reflecting the same affection. "You make me feel beautiful," she replied, leaning in to kiss him softly.

Their kiss deepened, and soon they were lost in each other, the world outside fading away. They moved to the bedroom, their touches growing more urgent and filled with desire. As they lay on the bed, their breaths mingling, Yoongi's fingers traced slow, delicate lines along Maya's spine, making her shiver with anticipation.

"You have no idea how much I love you," Yoongi murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

Maya giggled, her hands playing with the hem of his shirt. "I think I have a pretty good idea."

Yoongi smirked, his hands moving to gently lift her shirt. "Do you now?"

"Mm-hmm," Maya nodded, her fingers sliding under his shirt, her touch warm and electrifying. "Show me."

With a playful growl, Yoongi pulled her shirt off, tossing it aside. He took a moment to admire her, his eyes filled with adoration. "You're stunning, Maya."

"You're not so bad yourself," she teased, her fingers working to unbutton his shirt. "Although, I think this would look better on the floor."

Yoongi laughed, helping her remove his shirt. "I can't argue with that."

Their laughter turned to soft moans as their lips met again, their bodies pressing closer. Yoongi's hands roamed over Maya's skin, exploring every inch with a reverent touch. He kissed his way down her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Maya's breath hitched, her fingers threading through his hair. "Yoongi," she whispered, her voice filled with need.

Yoongi paused, his eyes meeting hers. "I love the way you breathe when you say my name," he said softly, his eyes dark with desire.

Maya blushed, her heart racing. "Yoongi," she said again, drawing out his name with a breathy sigh.

Yoongi's breath caught, a shy smile tugging at his lips. "Keep saying it."

"Yoongi," Maya repeated, her voice a seductive whisper. "Yoongi, Yoongi, Yoongi..."

Yoongi's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, his shyness making Maya's heart melt. He kissed her deeply, his hands sliding down to her waistline. Just as he was about to move further, Maya suddenly tensed, a look of discomfort crossing her face.

"What's wrong?" Yoongi asked, his brow furrowing with concern.

Maya bit her lip, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "I think I just got my period."

Yoongi blinked, then gave her a soft, understanding smile. "It's okay, Maya. Do you need anything? Napkins, maybe?"

Maya nodded, her cheeks flushing. "Yes, please. They're in my bag."

Yoongi kissed her forehead gently before getting up to fetch her bag. He rummaged through it, quickly finding the napkins, and returned to her side. He handed them to her with a reassuring smile.

"Do you need anything else?" he asked, his voice tender and caring.

Maya shook her head, feeling a deep sense of love and appreciation for him. "No, just you. Stay with me?"