Personal Guard | m.yoongi

how was the sex ?

Not realizing what I had said out loud, I coughed and looked the other way as he grinned.

"Is that so?"

I turned to him as a small smirk played at the corner of his lips.

SeRiOuslY wHat tHe fUck.

HIS CONFIDENCE CHANGES WERE JUST AS BAD AS MY MOOD SWINGS.

"Easy with those hands boy, I like it rough, but I do not want you burning my skin off cuz you so hot," I said as he chuckled.

"I'll be gentle with you," his voice lowered as I wanted to choke.

Preferably by Yoongi's hands.

Goddamn did those veins of his captivate me.

He took my hands into his own, moving them to grip onto his shoulders while he let go of me so I could lean onto him. He held the towel in between his hands, starting from the bottom of my legs as he crouched down. I held onto the towel wrapped around me tighter as he moved up, rubbing the towel against my skin slowly, almost teasing me.

Was he really drying me?

Probably, yeah.

Did I find it to be far more sexual than it had to be?

Uh, fuCk yeah.

His hands came to my thighs as he moved up, pulling the end of the towel wrapped around me higher as well. He squeezed my thighs through the towel before moving down, going to the other leg.

As his hands came to my upper thigh, his hands slid under the towel around me as he gave my thighs another squeeze and I was struggling to regulate my breathing properly.

What the heck what the heck what the heck what the heck what the heck what the heck.

He moved to dry my arms as I saw each of his veins twitch in his hand, gulping at the sight. His hand retracting and relaxing as he dried both arms. Spinning me around, he moved my hair out of the way to dry my back, his breath over my neck as I shivered at the sensation.

What the fUc-

"Turn around," he sa-

WHO AM I FUCKING KIDDING HE COMMANDED ME LIKE ORDERED MY ASS TO TURN AROUND AND FACE HIM WHAT THE FUCK.

I faced him again as he ran the towel through my hair softly, wrapping my hair in the towel as his hands were now free.

With my hands over his shoulders, his hands went to my hips as he abruptly pulled me to his chest and my hands went over his shoulder blades. He massaged me through the towel, drying me under the towel that was wrapped around me as I felt the tie loosen fast.

Yoongi paid no attention as he picked his shirt up front the bed, a long sleeved black button down. He looked at me, still in his hold as he took my hands into his own, sliding each arm into the shirt as I felt the towel start to slip down. He crouched down to start buttoning from the bottom, reaching my hips when the towel fell completely, pooling around my feet as he looked up at me, an eyebrow raised.

"You know at first I always thought it was fine since you turning me on kept happening by an accident, but now I just think you're straight up finding any and every chance to seduce me," he spoke as his breath was over my bare skin, him continuing to button up, pulling the shirt together when he saw the skin between my tits.

I pushed his hands away when he came to do the top buttons as he raised both eyebrows at me.

"You're leaving no space for me to breath," I explained.