A.K.A. - Suga Daddy //y.n.s

SI N G U L A R I T Y

IDK WHAT IM DOING, AHH THIS IS A MESS! I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT ANYWAYS THOUGH?? ALSO- A V/ IMPORTANT QUESTION IS AT THE END, THX UWU :) BTWS IM SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE :( I LOVE U ALL

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Sugar Daddy-
(noun/ informal)

a rich, older man who lavishes gifts or money on a young person- the sugar baby, in return for sexual favors or companionship

"Wow, okay." I breathed out, reading the definition off my phone.

A couple minutes ago, Yoongi had brought up the subject of him being my... sugar daddy. Immediately after that I choked on my tea, and went into a small coughing fit before excusing myself to the bathroom for a quick moment.

Nonetheless, I left with a very red face.

So here I was, in the colorful, artistic bathroom of the coffee shop, googling the term 'Sugar Daddy'. And of course I already knew what a sugar daddy was, but I needed to double check, just to make sure I wasn't going crazy. And I wasn't apparently.

Was Yoongi joking? I mean he was definitely rich enough, I could already tell that he had more than enough money. But why would he choose me of all people? I already knew that I was fairly attractive. I had a slim body due to my years of dancing, and my face has been complimented multiple times over the years. It wasn't like I was ugly. But still, why me?

I didn't know.

Maybe he-

Wait.
No.

Why am I even worrying about this? He was probably joking anyways, there was no way he was being serious. The definition I read said that sugar daddies were older men. And he wasn't old. But I mean... he was older than me. Did that count?

The definition also said that I would have to give him sexual favors or companionship.
Did he... want that from me?  I mean, not that I would mind, he radiates Big Dick Energy, and I would gladly hop on him any day. But still.

I  shook my head. It was probably just a joke, I'm just being crazy. Why would he want me to be his sugar baby? It didn't make sense.

It didn't.

We literally just met. I sighed and shook my head yet again in confusion. I turned off my phone and put it in my pocket, then turned to stare at myself in the mirror.

Get your shit together, Hoseok. That man out there is hot as hell. This is no time for you to be  self-conscious!

I nodded my head at myself, mentally prepared my mind, and then made my way back to Yoongi.

Yoongi grinned at me once I sat down in the booth.
"You good?" He asked knowingly. I murmured a few incomprehensible words under my breath as a response.

" So," Yoongi started, " you had talked to your dad earlier at the party, right? Which company does he work for?"

This question actually surprised me, as I thought he would bring up the whole "sugar daddy" subject again. I was a little relieved that he didn't, but at the same time I wished he had. I wanted to talk about it more... and see if he had actually been serious. I'd never say no to money, but that didn't really matter to me in this case. I just really liked Min Yoongi.

I just wanted this guy too fuck me, really hard. And then I wanted him to cuddle me and hold my hand. Then... take me out on a date.....and then fuck me again, and again.

I bet Yoongi was good at being a top. I actually wouldn't be surprised if he had a play room like in that one kinky book- Fifty Shades of Grey.
That was one of Jimin favorite books. He once told me about one of the sex scenes in it, and all the kinky stuff they did. Not gonna lie, it turned me on a little bit... but only a little bit.

But at the same time, I bet Yoongi was also really good at being a bottom. And it's not like I would ever complain about switching. Definitely not.

I soon realized that I hadn't responded yet, and I quickly blurted out my response,
"Oh! Yeah...uh, yeah he works for the Rhee company, you know with merchandising?" I jumbled out.

"Ah yes, Rhee. He's a good friend of mine. I usually dont show up to his parties, because they're not really my style. But I'm glad I did this time though." He said with a wink towards me.
My cheeks blushed and I looked down at my hands in my lap. And for the second time that night, Yoongi reached over the table and used his fingers to bring my head back up to look at him.
"I told you to not hide your face sweetheart, I want to see your pretty little cheeks when you blush." He said with a glint in his eyes.

I felt butterflies in my stomach, and tingles all over the place he was grabbing my chin at. God damn. His touch was pure magic. It could probably bring back the dead, it could cure disease. It could bring World Peace!

"Why?" I mumbled breathlessly, as we continued to hold straight eye contact. I wanted to know why he wanted to watch me blush. Most people don't care, so why did he? Even though I had a fairly good idea, I kind of wanted to hear him say it. Just so I knew I wasn't crazy.

"Why?" He chuckled, a glint in his dark eyes. "Because it makes you look so innocent, and pretty. You look so pure." He started stroking my lips with his thumb. A small appreciative smile on his face as he watched me close my eyes and lean into his touch. It was relaxing, and oh so intimate. But sadly, after a couple of seconds he dropped his hands from my face and leaned back.

My eyes snapped open and my lips felt cold.
I leaned back as well in a slight daze. He probably enjoyed the view of me being so flustered. I shook my head to clear up my thoughts, and looked back up at Yoongi, who was now smugly drinking his coffee.

Suddenly I spoke without thinking, not realizing what I was actually saying. "You must be a pretty kinky guy, Yoongi Hyung, huh?"

He immediately stopped drinking his coffee, and his eyes snapped up to mine. My eyes widened a little, surprised at what I had just blurted out.

Silence hung in the air.

He slowly put down his drink, continuing to make eye contact. I felt like a deer in headlights, my whole body frozen.
Originally, when we sat in the booth we were sitting across from each other. But somehow, during the date we had scooted so close to each other that we were only sitting about a foot and a half apart. It was like we were gravitating towards each other. And Yoongi took advantage of this.

"Well-" he muttered as he reached over wrapping one arm around my waist, and secured my left thigh with his other hand. My breath hitched, and I soon felt him yank me closer to him. We were sitting right next to each other. Except I was in a very vulnerable position.
He was still holding my thigh and waist, but he had dragged my left thigh up on top of his legs, spreading mine apart. And he had also pressed our bodies as close as they could get.
" - I bet you would like to know, wouldn't you?" He murmured in my ear, his voice exceptionally more deeper than it had been before.
I felt my blood race, and my whole body literally coursed alive. His voice made a warm feeling stir in my stomach, and I had literally never felt more excited.  I was aware of every single body part of his that was touching me.

And it was

electric~

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