Blanket Of Lies || m.yg

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"Ah-Yoongi!" Yoongi groaned as he gave himself slow strokes, watching the recording in a daze.

He was watching a time he recorded Violet enjoying herself as he ate her out eagerly.  That night had made Violet so sensitive, after what he thought was three orgasms, she finally whimpered in defeat.  Her legs twitched when he kissed her swollen clit.  He knew she couldn't take anymore, so he stopped and smirked at her flushed face. 

He could never forget her face as she screamed out in pleasure.  The sound and the sight turned him on more than he would like to admit.  Even now as he jerked off to her moans he thought of the exact moment she first came.  Yoongi knew he wanted even more.

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Buzzz.

Yoongi groaned at the sound of his phone and picked it up.  It was Namjoon.  Namjoon was Yoongi's partner in crime, along with Hoseok who (not as often) comes over to his apartment.

Yoongi put the phone to his ear. Yoongi groaned, "What? It's four am you fucker."

"Hyung! Guess what I found!" Namjoon said excitedly. Yoongi could hear papers being shuffled in the background.

"Make it quick, I'm going to fall asleep on you." Yoongi grumbled.  He shifted around in his bed, reaching for the spot Violet would be in if she was there with him.

Namjoon started,"It's about Violet. She has—"

"Violet?" Yoongi interrupted him, the name giving a jolt to his system.

"Yes! Just let me finish or I'll hang up hyung." Yoongi could just imagine Namjoon with scrunched brows, phone in hand and his eyes on his computer.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry.  You were saying?"

"So I was looking through this dude's profile on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter—just all his media outlets, and found someone in all of them." Yoongi could hear the nervousness in Namjoon's voice and the furious clicking of his mouse in the background.

Yoongi sat up in bed and scratched his head then rubbed his eyes. "Who? Wait, don't tell me—"

"Violet."

Yoongi could feel his blood run cold. He gripped the sheets and threw them away.  He stood up and went straight for his closet.

"H-hyung? You good?" Namjoon asked worried.

"Yeah, yeah," Yoongi picked out a sweatshirt and jeans, "just make sure to let me in when I knock."

"Hyung, it's four am."

"Yes, and who's the one who woke me up again?" Yoongi rolled his eyes even though he knew Namjoon couldn't see him.

Namjoon sighed, "Fine."

Yoongi had a small victorious smirk on his face as he walked out the door with his backpack. 

"Oh! One more thing Joon." Yoongi went into the elevator and leaned against a wall.

"Who's got Violet in all his social shit?"

"Ah well, it's a man named Jimin...Park Jimin."