Bully in love: BTS fanfic

Chapter 4(smut warning)

Smut warning

"Yoongi?"

She is surprised to say the least. She didn't think that he and his friends would be the kind to go to clubs. Her eyes widen as he leans towards her, his eyes closing in anticipation. She shocks even herself by allowing his lips to meet hers, her eyes fluttering shut as well. His lips are as soft as she thought they would be, molding against hers almost impeccably. He moans into the kiss, pulling her closer to his body as his eyebrows crinkle in concentration. Hani gasps, pushing away from Yoongi in a hurry. What am I doing? she asks herself, reaching a hand up to touch her slightly swollen lips.

"Come one baby" Yoongi groans, his hands reaching for her waist.

"You know you want me."

Hani sighs as his lips make contact with her neck, kissing the skin there delicately. That's the thing, she does want him. She wants him so bad. Just imagining what his soft lips would feel like on her body is enough to make her insane with desire. She moans as he nips at her neck, his teeth grazing her jaw.

"W-we can't" she says before another moan betrays her. Yoongi stops what he's doing, looking into her hooded eyes.

"Why not?" he asks, his lips hovering just out of reach. Hani catches herself staring at them, licking her own subconsciously.

"I don't want any commitment."

Yoongi sighs, feeling a little bit of disappointment at her answer. I guess this is better than nothing at all he thinks, closing the space between them.

"There doesn't have to be any commitment" he whispers before connecting their lips again. She relents, flinging her hands up to tangle in his hair. She tugs at the strands, getting a moan from him in response.

"Can we go back to your place?" she asks, moving her mouth to his neck. He struggles in coming up with an answer, her tongue working wonders against the skin of his neck. He rakes his brain, remembering that his parents are going to be out of town for about a month on a business trip.

"Y-yeah, let's go."

He takes her hand, leading her out of the crowded club. Hani waves goodbye to GD, rolling her eyes when he makes the universal sigh for having sex with his hands. Yoongi turns to his friends with a huge smile on his face, his free hand sending a thumbs up their way. They shake their heads, unsure whether Hani taking a small liking to him is a good thing or not.

The cold air raises goosebumps on her arms, Hani walking faster to keep warm. Yoongi leads them through the street to his house, happy that he lives so close by. Hani's eyebrows raise in surprise, discovering that her house is only about a block away from his. His house is empty when they enter, them taking their shoes off and leaving them by the door.

Hani backs Yoongi up until his back is pressed against the front door, her hands running along his chest.

"Are you sure you can handle all this?" she purrs seductively, peering up at him through her eyelashes. He responds by kissing her deeply, slipping his tongue in to her mouth. They fight for dominance as they shed their clothing, the house filled with their grunts of arousal and anticipation. They disconnect so that they can run up to Yoongi's room, him skipping stairs in his eagerness. Their clothes are left behind, only their underwear making it to the top floor. Yoongi closes the door behind them, picking Hani up so that her legs are wrapped around his waist.

She lets out a squeal as he grinds his hips into hers, his boxer-covered bulge rubbing against her heat. She rolls her head back in pleasure as she moans, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every gasp of breath.

"Your moans are so sexy" Yoongi murmurs against her chest as he trails kisses down it. He leads them to his bed, lowering them down and onto it. He hovers above her, slowly removing his boxers to reveal his erect cock. His tongue slides over her stomach as he moves towards the hem of her underwear. Hani looks down at him, transfixed as he plants a teasingly soft kiss right below her bellybutton. She shudders at the feeling of his lips as they drag against her skin as he removes her underwear with his teeth.

He kisses back up her body and to her neck, fisting her hair to forcefully expose it to him. His dominant behavior turns her on immensely, his fingers pulling at her hair leaving a strangely addictive tingling sensation behind. Yoongi clenches his eyes shut as he slowly enters her, whispering a quiet "oh fuck" as he does so. Her moans echo throughout the room as he picks up his pace, thrusting in and out of her. He grunts in pleasure as she raises one of her legs up to rest it over his shoulder and on his back, able to go deeper than he was before. She practically screams as pleasure spreads throughout her whole body, harshly grabbing on to the hairs at the back of his neck.

"Fuck! Yoongi!"

Her grip gets tighter as she feels him twitch inside of her, his hands reaching up to grope her chest.

"That's right. Fucking scream my name" he half moans and half yells, his pace picking up. Hani suddenly sits up, pushing him off her and crawling on top. She takes his length in her hand as he watches with wide eyes, inserting it back into her opening. They both hiss at the reconnection, the knee buckling sensation igniting a fire in both of their chests.

"Oh fuck!" She screams, digging her nails into his arm. Yoongi stares up at Hani in fascination as she moans desperately, her moving her hips as she rides him. She rakes her nails across his chest and abs as she bites her lip, a sheen of sweat slicking her body.

"Right t-there. J-Just like that b-baby!" Yoongi yells, lifting his hips to get more friction as he feels himself beginning to come undone. She sees stars as she reaches her high, the pleasure building up inside of her lower abdomen like a spring coiling tightly and then being released. Shockwaves of pleasure ripple through her body as she cums, her insides clenching and unclenching in satisfaction. She crawls off of a panting Yoongi and takes his pulsing length in her shaking hands.

Her lips are darkened and wet with saliva as she sloppily puts it in her mouth. His mouth hangs ajar at the spine-tingling pleasure, his climax almost upon him as well. He holds onto her head as she swirls her tongue around his length, her head bobbing up and down. He loses it when she hallows her cheeks around him, the sight alone enough to make him dizzy. She swallows the warm liquid, leaving one last kiss on the tip before she raises her head.

Hani pulls greedily at the back of Yoongi's head and connects their mouths for one last heated kiss before they both collapse, the physical stress catching up to them. She allows for Yoongi to pull her against his chest and rest his forehead against her shoulder, too tired to protest. At least that's what she tells herself. In reality, she loves the feel of his warmth against her back, his soft breath fanning the side of her face.

"No commitments?" She asks again, closing her eyes as she begins to fall asleep. Yoongi chuckles lightly in satisfaction, brushing his lips against the soft skin of her warm shoulder.

"No commitments."