Succubus | Min Yoongi ✓

seventeen ☆

Yoongi returned to his apartment after attending his lecture at the university. He dropped off his bag on the table next to the door.

Vyless was laying down on the couch, mindlessly flipping through the channels. She was bored out of her mind and didn't know what to do for fun.

"Why don't you have any pornos on here?" Vyless muttered, settling down on a romance movie that was airing.

Yoongi laughed, grabbing a chilled water bottle from the fridge. He gulped the water down and sighed after, wiping the water off from his chin.

"I'm a university student, Princess. I can't afford to buy or rent anything unnecessary."

"Porn isn't unnecessary," she muttered. "How else am I going to keep myself busy when you're gone?"

Yoongi walked over to the couch and patted her legs. Vyless moved her legs off the couch for him to sit down. Once he sat down, she put her legs onto his lap.

"Were you going to play with yourself without me?" he asked, pressing the cold water bottle to her thigh.

Vyless turned up the volume on the romance movie, paying no attention to Yoongi. He gave her a blank stare, applying more pressure to her thigh with the bottle.

"Don't be mad at me, Vyless. I told you I had class."

"But I am mad," she replied. "What are you going to do? You gave me a limit on how many times I could have sex with you in a week."

He repositioned himself and crawled over her. "Will you forgive me if I satisfy you?"

"No," she replied. "You don't deserve to touch me. I think it's better if I satisfy you, but you don't get to touch me."

Yoongi gritted his teeth. "I guess this is payback?"

"Damn right," she replied, leaning up to smash her lips onto his.

Yoongi kissed her back, snaking his hand up her shirt. Vyless smack his hand away, both of her hands gripping onto his t-shirt. She pushed him back, their positions changing.

She was straddling him while still making out with him. She pressed her pussy against his cock through his jeans. She hooked her leg around his thigh and nibbled on his ear as she unlocked their lips.

Yoongi rested his hands on her hips, but she leaned back and pulled off his shirt from his body. She folded his shirt and forced his hands above his head, then tied his wrists together with the shirt.

"I told you, didn't I?" Vyless asked.

Yoongi scowled. "I could easily break out of this."

Vyless smirked. "But it's more fun if you don't."

Yoongi's body was craving her touch. He wanted her to touch him. He wanted her hands to roam his toned and milky body. The thought of her soft and nimble hands massaging his body made him hard.

As if she read his mind, her hands roamed his body. Her hands flattened against his abs before moving down to his thighs. She gripped onto them as she scooted down, her butt waving around in the air. She licked his abs, occasionally kissing them.