Secrets

9. Day Off Pt. 1

BTS had to go on tour not long after that and, thanks to a visa issues, I couldn't join them until they their US leg started. I spent most of my time working and translating for people.

When we finally had a day off, most people scattered to go do touristy things in groups. Yoongi and I though, stayed in our respective rooms until early afternoon when my phone buzzed.

Yoongi: get up, flirt! We're going to the movies in an hour
Me: i dont know why you want to see a movie in the states but im up

I quickly showered and pulled on high waisted shorts and flowy top. It was too hot for clothes, but they were kind of required in public.

Yoongi was waiting outside my door with a bunch of fake flowers when I opened it. His eyes slowly burned their way down my body and back up as he licked his lips.

"Stop looking at me like you're going to eat me."

"Stop looking delicious."

I rolled my eyes taking the flowers and setting them on the stand by my door. He knew I liked plastic flowers better than real ones that die. "Let's go, or we'll miss our movie."

"Are you excited to see a movie?"

"Honestly?"

Yoongi nodded.

"I'd rather stay here and watch stuff on my laptop or listening to music, or napping. Whatever just something where we can be alone and just enjoy each others company. I like spending time with you. We don't have to go out."

He smiled and stepped into my room, shutting the door behind him. "Then we'll stay in."

A little over two hours later we were debating over how good Tazza was.

"I'm just saying, I wouldn't watch it alone. But I'll watch it with you any time."

"It's an amazing movie and you know it."

I laughed. "If they ever make another one we'll go see it together. How's that?"

Yoongi leaned in to kiss me when my phone rang. He rested his head on my shoulder and pulled his own phone out.

"Hello? No, I'm fine thanks... I'll just order something."

As I hung up I noticed he was turning his phone off. He took mine and turned it off as well, putting them both on the night stand.

"I don't want anything intrupting us again. This time, you are mine."

Before I could ask what he meant, his lips were on mine, pushing me back against the bed. Unlike prior makeout sessions, which, while passionate, were full of urgency, he felt like he was taking his time. His lips moved slowly and sensually against mine as his hand slowly made it's way down my breast, stomach, hip, and thigh, until he grabbed behind my knee and pulled it up around his waist.

After a moment I turned my face because I needed to catch my breath, and Yoongi continued kissing down my neck. He bit down on the same soft spot he had before and sucked at the skin. He seemed to like giving me hickeys, not that I was going to complain as long as he was touching me.

Finally he was met with the barrier of my clothes. He sat up on he's knees between my legs and started undoing the buttons of my shirt agonizingly slowly. Once my shirt was open, reveling the black lace bra I was wearing, he started undoing my shorts. He got off the bed and pulled me to my feet. He kissed my lips again as he pushed my shirt off my shoulders before kneeling in front of me and kissing my stomach, his lips following the slowly exposed skin as he pulled my shorts away, reveling panties matching my bra.

I wasn't sure what to do with my hands so I clasped them together behind my back as I stepped out of my shorts.

He gazed at me for a moment with a soft half smile on his face. "You are so beautiful. If I wasn't trying to spoil you, you'd already be screaming."

I swollowed hard as he slipped my panties off then stood up to undo my bra. "You don't have to spoil me. Just fuck me already."

Yoongi smirked throwing my bra behind him. "I'll fuck you another time. Today, I intend to make love to you."