His Dirty Little Secret | Min Yoongi Smut

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WARNING: nsfw, you have been warned.
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Yoongi pushed you down onto the mattress, and held your arms above your head, restricting you from moving your limbs. He held a dark and hungry stare - a stare of which Yoongi usually gave to you that would indicate you were going to be in for a rough night.

"How much do you want my cock, kitten?" Yoongi teased, tightening his grip around your wrists. Your mind was spiralling out of control, you needed Yoongi to take you so badly, but you had found yourself at a loss for words. Your eyebrows furrowed together, and you let out a whine helplessly, searching your mind for the words you desperately wanted to voice.

"P-Please, Yoongi~" You mewled, bucking your hips upwards desperately for some friction, however it wasn't enough. "Need it so bad.." You whispered. Yoongi chuckled deeply, finding amusement out of your whiny state. "Please, I'll be a good girl, Yoongi, I promise."

Yoongi let go of his grip on your arms, and unbuckled the belt to his jeans, soon successfully pulling them down, whilst you slid down your panties from underneath your dress. There was no time to take off the rest of your garments as you both only had little time to have sex before somebody could accidentally walk in, although the thought of getting caught was incredibly appealing to you.

Yoongi hooked his arms underneath your thighs, and slowly pushed his length inside of you, his girth stretching your walls. You cried out Yoongi's name, raking your nails down his back.

"So fucking good (y/n).. Always so tight for me." Yoongi mumbled into your neck, his hot breath against your skin sending you shivers down your body. Your head fell back, and your mouth slightly parted with a moan of Yoongi's name spilling from your lips. This was your paradise: having Yoongi all to yourself.

"Who's cunt does this belong to?" Yoongi groaned underneath his breath. His word's made your toes curl, he always had a dirty mouth on him, and the way the words had left his tongue felt intoxicating. Yoongi's nails dug into the soft skin of your thighs as his thrusts became harder and deeper.

"Y-you, Yoongi." You breathlessly answered, already seeing stars before hitting your high. Yoongi smirked against your neck, then proceeded to leave purple bites, marking your skin.

Yoongi angled his thrusts upwards, hitting your g-spot repeatedly, which had completely sent you into oblivion. Yoongi knew exactly how to make you feel good. He thrived off of your moans, they felt rewarding to him, as he only cared about your pleasure.

"Yoongi, please, don't stop.." You titled your head backwards, letting your eyes flutter shut and your mouth fall agape. You looked absolutely sinful, and Yoongi loved it.

You could feel your inevitable high tumbling, it was only a matter of seconds before you would be cumming around his cock, but you had to ask for Yoongi's permission first. After all, Yoongi made it his number one rule that you were only allowed to cum on his permission.

"Kitten, are you close?" Yoongi asked. You nodded your head frantically, tears forming in your eyes as you wondered if you could hold on to your high any longer at the pace Yoongi was going at. Yoongi even somehow managed to thrust his hips into yours faster after asking you the question, as he noticed your desperate state.

Yoongi smirked down at you, "Cum."

You yelled out Yoongi's name, your walls clenching tightly around Yoongi's cock, releasing. Yoongi was close, so, so close, the way you looked underneath him, the way your face unfolded with pleasure overwhelmed him and before he knew it, he was ramming himself inside of you incredibly sloppily, chasing his own orgasm.

"F-fuck." A broken curse escaped Yoongi's mouth, and he spilled himself inside of you. You quietly whimpered as your legs shook vigorously. A thin layer of sweat coated Yoongi's forehead, and dammit, he looked so irresistible like this, but you both knew there was no time for a round two. He shushed you, but in a calming and caring way as your breathing was erratic. He lazily smiled down at you.

"Are you okay?" Yoongi whispered into your ear reassuringly.

You nodded, "Yeah."

Yoongi pulled his length out from you, then pulled back on his jeans, while you slipped on your panties, his cum spilling into your underwear.

"We'll clean you up properly when we get to your house, alright kitten?" Yoongi smiled.

"Y-yeah, okay."