Made Strong | Yoongi Jiae

Come home to strangers (explicit)

She is surprised, but she welcomes it. His lips warm and soft, despite the cold rain. When it becomes clear the kiss is heating up and they both need more. He crawls over to the back seats with her, and proceeds to kiss her, holding her close to his chest.

She falls deep into the comfort it gives her. Touch starved, she no longer remembers her emptiness. The craving to be held. She has this now, with him.

The rain outside bears down harder, and louder. She can barely hear herself think. But she knows it felt natural to climb onto his lap, and grind on to his hardening crotch. She starts to remember his cock, the taste, and how his fingers here inside her. She grows embarrassingly wet in her panties.

She feels him pulling at her clothes but she's unsure how far she wants it to go. maybe she'll just give him another hand job, or even a blow job to get him off. But she's so drunk on him, it's hard to have rational thought.

He pulls up her shirt and bra, her tits out in the open, bunching up her shirt to her neck. His warm lips wrap around one of her nipples and he sucks. It feels so good. She whimpers, and roll her hips, he let's out a soft moan into her ear, she melts into him.

"Are you wet again, Sweetheart?" his voice breaks through her murky throughts

"Uh yes"

"fuck, good girl" His hands are on the rounds of her ass, and he slides off her underwear, leaning her on to her back on the seats, lifting her legs up to touch the roof. He spreads them apart and takes in the view between them.

"You're so pink and swollen, baby" she blushes red from embarrassment.

His sweat pants are tented she takes note, the tip of him stretching the fabric, wet with his precum.

She looks down, and blushes at how exposed she is and how much slick was sliding down from her pussy. Like before, he slid two fingers into her. Even though she was sopping wet, she was a tight fit. He pushed in slow. Savoring the feeling.

"God, you're so hot, and tight"

He began to finger her in Ernest, adding a third, then a fourth. She felt like she was climbing with his thrusts. Wet sounds adding to the rain falling. Becoming a whining whimpering mess under his hand. Thrustsing and rubbing her bud.

"oh, yoongi. Please" her hands desperately holding on to the car seats. He lowers his head towards her mound, then she feels it, his tongue on her cilt. He pushes stokes it with his wet tongue, and its all too much.

Then she felt it. A snap, heat, and her vision whitening. A long loud wail escapes her throat. Her legs spazam, turning into jelly. She was coming on his face and fingers.

She was so lost in her post orgasam haze and still trembling that thinking anything was like looking through fog. Not taking notice Yoongi was pulling down his waistband, springing out his cock. Stoking it. She didn't even listen to a word he was saying. They were weird ramblings.

"fuck, fuck. I gona take care of you jiae. So beautiful. Gona make you feel so good. Fuck yess.."

The next moment his hard length was sliding inside her. One hard slick thrust. She shot up from a pinch of pain. Being filled and stretched to the brim.

"yoongi, wait! Oh Fuck."

"it's gona be okay. Shit, so tight"

"oh, fuck, please. Hey. Yoongi, wait-" jiae put one hand against his lower abdomen. Not enough conviction to push him away. Her orgasam took so much energy out of her. They haven't talked about sex yet. No condom, shit. In fact he never asked las time as well. It's not supposed to be like this right?

There was pain, but she couldn't deny the deep pleasure that came with his shaft filling every space inside her, and the rhythmic slide hypnotised her. Was sure she was bleeding. Looking at where they were connected, she could see his length sliding in and out of her. He didn't slow down for her to get used to him. His cock felt too big inside her. And she was not at all prepared. But he felt so good. Skin slapping rhythmically. She hated how much she wanted this so much but it's all wrong. The person who loves you would never force you. He would stop when you say stop right?

"Hey wait, stop, please" her words cut off, his mouth covered hers in a kiss. His body now caging her in his weight, trapping her under him unable to push him away. She just squirmed, frustrated.

Jiae doesn't realize but she begins to cry, and the tears don't stop.

But yoongi doesn't pay any attention to this. A thick haze seemed to be glossed over his eyes. He was deeply lost in his own pleasure, and just continued to pound into her tight hole. This is all wrong, but why is she climbing so high? Everything is confusing.

Her thighs began to tremble for a second orgasm, her head tilted back eyes rolling from the force.

"Ohhh Yoongi..."

He finishes inside her. Hot shoots of cum painting her walls. She is glad she has been taking the pill to regulate her periods. He never did ask.

After pulling away, he searches her face for approval. But jiae is quiet.

He feels he's done something wrong. Her eyes shine from unshed tears.

"Jiae, i- it was bad. I'm sorry i-"

But she doesn't let him apologize.

"It's okay." Yoongi touches her arm briefly but she flinches.

Yoongi knows he's fucked up. But she doesn't even want him to touch her.

"I'll take you home now"

He drops her home. and it was quiet. he says thank you for listening to him. But she wouldn't allow him to leave her a kiss.

He thought what happened tonight was going to change thier relationship, and he finally had someone who knew him and understood who he was. But he's messed everything up again.

He feels terrible. That everything he does is always wrong.

Now he'd pushed her away. And he realizes then that it's inevitable. That he just hurts everyone he ever loves.

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Jiae avoids him. She didn't like what happened that night, he hadn't asked for her consent. She was angry, at him. But she knew deep down that she was mad at herself as well, for allowing it all to happen. She knew her own conviction was waffery, and that she really had been the one to initiate. She was really mad that her first time had to be that way. She had always wanted to be in love the first time. She wanted it to be amazing. But instead she couldnt say anything. And of all people, it had to be him.

She wants the blame to be all on yoongi. She wanted to feel angry to cover up how afraid she really was about how she felt about him.

This day he tries to talk to her and apologise. But she is cold to him. Making it seem that she wants nothing to do with him anymore. He had opened up to her about everything, and now she doesn't want him. He feels rock bottom suddenly.