His Summer | Min Yoongi ✔

24 - Sensei

The thought of Yoongi laying in my bed last night is unexplained. 

Something about it feels excited but the fact that he sleep on me is not so much I'm glad of.

I mean, not that I'm disappointed thought but-- AH whatever!

Why am I thinking about him anyway? Its not like I feel something left for him.

I heard a bare cough behind me. I look at the half-awake Yoongi with tossed grayish hair all over his head.

I walk to the fridge to get the honey and butter for the pancake, ignoring him completely.

"Hmm." Again, he cleared his throat.

"You can seat there. I'll just cook the pancake." I utter without sparing him a look.

"How did I end up here?" He began talking. "Did Jimin brought me here?"

I still give him no response.

Figure that out on your own. I'm not talking to you!

I am not sulking okay? I'm just--nothing! I just dont want to talk to him. Besides, he always ignore me.

Its just fair that I ignore him too.

I felt him stand behind me, not saying anything.

Meanwhile, I continue to do my own job. I stir the egg in the bowl together with the milk and pancake powder.

Yoongi walk even closer til his body is just inches away. "If you're gonna ignore me this way, might as well do something else without the need of talking then." He hiss while his face is

leaning closer and closer to the crook of my neck.

I prepare for an attack ready to give him the sh*t he want but he took my other hand and place it under his shirt.

I gasp.

Now I can feel his body heat on my palms. My body went limp and the counter-attacks I was preparing to drop suddenly dispersed out of thin air.

His hard chest is going up and down. He control my hand to rub his abs just the way he likes it til I realize where he was taking it.

I pull my hand out before he could even stuck it inside his pants. 

He laugh - the laugh I wanted to bottle and listens to forever.

"You keep surprising me." He brought his face closer to my lips.

I knew what my mind is telling me. I knew I should stop this before I will regret it again after but my body is just contemplating for what to happen next.

Yoongi is kissing me passionately.

I thought I said to stay away from him but here I am eating his lips and sucking his tongue - his playful sinful tongue.

He made me sit at the kitchen counter and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist. He is kissing me desperately and he's giving me a

hard time to cope up with his mouth movements. He sneak his hand inside my shirt and I groan when he flick my breast making it even harder.

His lips left mine and started attacking my jawline down to my neck. 

He lick every inch of my skin and he grab my nape with his other hand to pull me closer to him. I accidentally move my hips towards his front when he bite my neck between his teeth.

"Please" For the first time, I moan out and move my hips towards him again.

I was losing it, I know because like when I'm around him, he let the screws in my head to fall and break.

I feel ignited and I'm certain Yoongi made it possible to be that way.

My eyes are close when I feel him staring at me.

His sharp eyes seems pulling my soul out from within.

"Tell me what you're thinking Summer." He tried catching his breath.

"Does it even matter when you're not giving me chance to figure out what you're about to do?" I snap my eyes open, still my legs wrap around him while his hand is under my shirt.

He gave me an amused look before licking his lips. He looks into my eyes and all I see is pure lust. "But I wanna know what you're thinking." He pouted.

I roll my eyes and gasped when I feel his hand crawling against my panty.

Since when did he manage to get in there?

Fine. He wants to play it this way, then I'm not letting him win his game.

My hand slides up to his hair, grabbing a fistful of it.

"I'm thinking of... how control you cage yourself into while my body is just a grab away from yours." I whisper into the most sensual and sexy way I could muster.

I catch him lick his lips while tyring hard his best to figure me out. "I didn't know my ex-girlfriend here evolve to something nasty than I thought.

What else you thinking?" He laugh as he starts grinding himself to me and rubs his mouth to my neck.

That butterfly in the stomach kind of thing is very much well defined right now. He rub the thin, cotton fabric of my underwear.

"F*ck."

"F*ck? Eager are we?" He chuckle.

Before I knew, he picks me back to the floor and smirk at me. "I need to make coffee. Can you move please?" He asks me with that innocent look on his face.

WAIT WHAT??

This guy's mood swings are giving me whiplash. He still has that stupid look on his face.