Kitties and Cupcakes : pjm ✔️

Part 23

"I figured you would have gotten the message earlier, but I guess not so listen close. Keep your fucking hands off her," the familiar figure growled, his hands clenched at his sides. The strange man's face reddened with anger and he took a step toward the other who just spread his arms as if daring the man to hit him. "Go ahead, I'm an employee, this place will sue the shit out of you if you touch me."

You stood, staring at the back of the man in front of you. His arms were still spread tauntingly and the back of his neck glistened with sweat. You trailed your eyes down his back and they caught on the silky black tail swishing back and forth in front of you. It looked so soft. You wanted to touch it. Wasn't there a thing about touching tails...? You frowned. You couldn't remember. You reached your hand out slowly, not noticing the other man had turned to stalk away and the cat was lowering his arms and turning toward you. Just as you were about to touch the soft fur of his tail he caught your wrist, turning fully toward you, his tail now out of reach. You pouted and looked up at him, your expression changing quickly to one of excitement.

"Kitty!" You exclaimed, throwing your arms around his neck.

He chuckled. "Somebody's drunk," He said, patting your back.

You pulled back and raised your hand, smiling. You suddenly gasped and clutched his arm. "Yoongi! You're a DJ!" You said excitedly.

He raised an eyebrow at you. "Yes that is correct."

"That's so cool!" You smiled up at him. "There's a DJ working part time at my bakery," you giggled. He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. He knew you were drunk, but he still liked that you were praising him.

Someone opened the bathroom door behind you and Yoongi tugged you out of the way as it swung outward. You stumbled and landed against him, knocking him into the wall on the other side of the hall, his arms circling your waist to steady you. You leaned against him and the music seemed to fade in the distance as you clutched his shoulders for support and looked up at him.

His dark eyes were focused on you from beneath his cap. His normally pale face was a little flushed, his lips looked pink and wet. You dragged your eyes down to his sharp jaw, taking in his damp neck. Your eyes became unfocused as you stared at his pretty, pale neck and you slid a hand up to trace a vein on it, making him shiver, his hands tightening slightly against your back.

"Y/n..." he breathed, staring down at you.

You didn't notice he had spoken as you pressed into him, his back leaning against the wall. You stared at his pale neck, suddenly wanting to taste him. You leaned in to trace the vein with your tongue, sliding it up the length of his neck. Your licking turned into kisses and his skin was warm and salty beneath your lips. You forgot where you were and who you were touching as you slid your mouth along his neck up toward his jaw, leaving open mouthed kisses along the way, just relishing in the feeling of the warm body against yours. He inhaled sharply and dropped his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. His fingers tightened against your back, pulling you more tightly to him. Your lips reached his jaw and you trailed kisses along it toward his mouth.

"Y/n," he breathed again. "Stop. You - you're drunk - we shouldn't..." he trailed off squeezing his eyes shut.

You pulled back, looking up at him with bright unfocused eyes. You didn't register what he had said as your gaze fell to his silky black ears and you reached up to stroke them. You frowned at the hat that was hiding his hair, wanting to run your fingers through it. You pulled it off carefully as his ears slid out of it and you dropped it to the floor. You smiled, raking your hand through his hair and scratching his ears. A purr rumbled in his chest and you looked down at it in surprise, sliding your other hand across his chest to feel the vibrations as you scratched him. He squeezed his eyes shut and released a heavy breath, calling your attention to his face. You stared at his pouty pink lips, and dropped your hand from his ears, bringing a finger down to gently trace his bottom lip. You suddenly remembered he had said something to you.