"Boss, you have schedules in the next half hour. Will Jimin be coming with you today?" Your manager asks, "I will be ready, I think Jimin is going to explore the hotel today. He has schedules all week. " It's a little before noon, as you hop i the shower. You can smell her body wash on your clothes, and you think of a way to top it up somehow. As you wash up and get ready for the day, preparing your mind for the interviews and photos, you catch a glimpse of junior. He wasn't happy you stopped him from meeting her, but it was the right thing to do. That's your story, and you're sticking to it. Sure, you could have had her on the sofa, then got up and left, hit it, and quit it. But as you said to her. It's more about the person than the act. Addressing junior directly. "Listen, bud, we have to concentrate on the masses."
The day goes well, only running over by an hour. When you get back, you tell your team to go chill. You are going to the bar and then will be up. The other night, you read the menu, and there was one cocktail that you have been thinking about. It had a funny name, but the main ingredients were whisky and mango. The bar is busier than before, and you decide against the social anxiety of ordering a drink. The elevator is empty, thank goodness for small mercies. The door opens on your floor, but you hesitate. Pressing a button, they close. Junior twitches, and you roll your eyes.
Knocking gently on her door, touching the 7 that's on it. It's like a grounder for you. The peep hole goes dark, and you hear her move behind the door. "Don't leave me standing here," you smile. Sweet relief, you are permitted entry to the suite. "thanks". She doesn't say anything but walks to the sofa and sits down. It's awkward again.
"I wanted to check on you. How are you feeling?" You ask as you follow behind her. You lean on the wall between the kitchen and living space. "You didn't text me!"
"You didn't text me!" she says. I'm looking at you for the first time.
"i was working today. it's not all stages and rapping you know," Ifeeling bashful.
"I'm good," touching her head. "Still healing, but the headache has finally gone."
"About yesterday, I wanted to apologise. I don't know what came over me. " You now sit on the other side of the corner sofa.
"What part are you sorry for that some of the fans are savage, that you kissed me, turned me on, and then backed off." she has a light tone to her voice, but what's up because she is hurt by your actions.
"I'm was real when i said i didn't just fuck around, i wanted you, still want you and there's nothing i can do about the savagery of the fans. But, " you get up and go over to her, "i didn't mean to make you feel that i was playing you." she licks her lips and looks at yours.
"you wanted me?" her lips part a little,
"how could i not, your stunning, funny and interesting. But the thought that i was taking advantage of you while you were hurt didn't sit with me" now kneeling in front of her, "bump, you are different". Its her that makes a move this time. she joins you on the floor, her hands on your shoulders and a kiss that takes your breath away, "Listen creep, last night, was fun, but i deserve more, in fact, i demand more." locking lips again she wastes no time in pushing you back, she's on top and your low key loving it, "i have been so well behaved that i forgot i was a boss bitch. Its been a messy and busy few days, i should be rewarded" her tops off and your hands instinctively reach for her chest. "you said you want me, is that just a line?" she asks.
"i want you, are you sure you want me?" you ask back. The gleam in her eyes is confirmation but you want her to say it. "who do you want?" with out waiting she answers, "Min Yoongi, I want you". She could have said, you, or suga or agust d, but she didn't. In the back of your mind there is always that fear, that they want the persona and not the person. Junior had heard all he needs, and for now so have you.
Its a scramble, there's clothes being tossed in different directions, mouths crashing against each other. She still sits on top. "creep, I'm gonna ride you like the stallion you are" manueuvring a little she doesn't even take off the thong, instead pulls it to the side, junior wants in and by hell or high water that's what's going to happen. "this doesn't count as a first time, i just need to cum so badly on your cock", fuck she's got a nasty mouth. Leaning back she takes your length in her hand and guides it to her opening, rubbing it around and spreading her juices. "your a successful rapper, you better not be a minute man, that's not good for your street cred or my chances of an 'O'. The fucking cheek of this one. If you weren't just about to be sheathed by her you would shove junior in her mouth and have her choking.
Sweet fucking satisfaction. She grips you all the way, but doesn't start riding, she leans forward and says, "bite it!" your not afraid to admit, she's the boss right now. In total control and your loving it. When your teeth graze her she pushes it further into your mouth. You don't wanna hurt her but she know what she wants, clamping down she starts to grind. "don't let go now" as you thought before, she is dangerous and your all in, for a slight moment you thought, "this could be the way to go" she's wild and sure of herself. Where has she been hiding?
Right before you jet hose her insides, she cum's herself. Riding you, she lifts herself up, as you try to see your cock slide inside, she grabs your chin, "creep, look at me" letting your face go, she leans back, as you struggle to hold on to her nipple, a flash of pure lust changes her feature, she yanks it out and lets out a grown. "fffuuuucccckkkk" grinding harder and faster, she really is racing to her end, you as her ride, you cant take look away. Her dark eyes hooded and still on you. She screams out and clenches your dick, a few seconds later and you cum too.
Chest heaving, breathing hard and sweat on you body. The ripples still felt. Damn. laughing, you roll off and lay next to him. "what's so funny?" he asks. "your not a minute man, and i got my 'O'. thanks" she laughs again. You join in this time. Turning to on his side to face you, your long black curtain of hair looks the right about of messed up. Bringing you in for a kiss, he's soft and caring. "I hope i didn't scare you, I like sex, I'm good at it and i know what i enjoy. I get a little bossy when I'm horny."
There's a comfortable silence, both just kissing and being with each other. When she speaks her voice is warm, "I say we give it ten minutes and we go again, this time you can gag me and boss me around, hmm?"
"bump, your wild. Not my usual type, but i will only need five mins and i have something in mind to gag you with".
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Love hits hard.
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