Drugs 3- Yoongi [18+]

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"Jimin!" Ming could've sworn that she was going to kill the boy as she trudged out of her and Yoongi's room. Meeting his gaze that was smug as ever as he sat there on the couch with Jungkook on his side.

"I never thought I'd get to hear you scream my name." She watched as he trailed his eyes down her body. Her body that was still covered in Yoongi's dress shirt from last night. And with a scoff, Ming yanked the controller from out of his hands. Interrupting the two who were playing a game while catching the sudden smirk that arose amongst his lips.

"Give. . . me back. . . my underwear." Seethed out, Ming narrowed her eyes at the man. Immediately receiving a laugh from Jungkook who slapped a hand over Jimin's shoulder. Chuckling out an almost incoherent you stole her underwear before Jimin pushed the boy away. Continuing to hear his laughter fill the air.

"I remember Yoongi telling me that." Jimin got to his feet. His voice disgustingly cocky as he stifled out a laugh. Quickly grabbing hold of her wrist after she tried to slap him. "Oh come on, Ming. . ." He let his words become almost too slow. "I'm sure I'll be able to get them for you if I were to receive something in return."

And with a huff, Ming realized that two could play this game. Letting her eyes gently round while the plushness of her lips formed into a pout. "Please Jimin." Her voice was so breathy. And he could hear the innocence consumed within it as she stepped into his touch. Resting a light hand on his lower abdomen while watching the man tilt his head. "I promise I'll do anything."

"Anything?"

"Anything." And he could've sworn that the way she let her breath hit his lips, had the lower half of his body already aching. Letting his hand rest on the curve of her waist while etching yet another smirk amongst his face. Pulling the girl towards his bedroom with a husky lets go then in which Ming reluctantly followed. All while Jungkook continued to laugh. Resuming back to the game he was playing so that he could beat Jimin who currently couldn't give two fucks whether he won or lost.

"On the bed. . . now." He was so smug. And he loved how she kept eye contact with him while doing so. The shirt she attired, riding up against her thighs as she sat on the edge. Watching the man turn his back whilst reaching down to latch his fingers onto the handle of his bedroom drawer.

"You know, Jimin. . ." It was her turn to sound smug. Allowing for a sigh to escape her lips as he moved back to look at the woman with a handful of the accessory in his grasp. "You could've just asked for a pair."

"Why ask when I can take, huh?" He took a few steps closer. Letting himself tower over the woman who spread her legs for him. Making sure the shirt covered up the gap between her thighs while Jimin tossed her underwear onto the bed. Feeling the softness of her hands running themselves along his lower torso. Swiping ever so hesitantly across his crotch in which the steadiness of his breaths began to stutter. Because for some reason Ming was just so tempting to the man himself. And the minute he laid eyes on the woman that first night she came to their house, the only thing he could think of was making her scream his name.

"I've heard how good you are with your hands." He brought a finger against her cheek. Sliding it along her jaw in which Ming had to hold back a scoff. Noting to herself that she was also going to kill Yoongi for talking to the boys about the things they do.

"Really?" She rounded her eyes even more at the man. Continuing to run her hand up and down his thigh only to feel him growing against  her palm. And she couldn't deny that the man was hot. That the way his black locks were swept back in a messy manner only had him looking more attractive. And that the constant seduction held within his gaze could have any woman dropping on their knees for the man.

"Really." He leaned down. Completely immersed in the woman's actions as his lips became agape and breath became even heavier. All until Ming pushed him away. Taking hold of her underwear before he could catch her while running out of his room. Giggling almost uncontrollably as Jimin cursed underneath his breath.

"That's three times now, Ming! Three fucking times!" And she could hear the frustration in his tone. All while entering her and Yoongi's bedroom. Meeting the mans amused eyes as he questioned out a gruffly what's so funny? Receiving only more giggles from Ming who held up the wad of underwear in her hand. Placing the items back into their appropriate drawer before going over to the man where he laid in bed. His phone in hand and head dropped back against the headboard, all while watching the girl straddle his lap.

"Yoongi." She plucked the phone from out of his digits. Tossing the thing to the side while catching his chin in which the man smirked. Thinking that he knew exactly what it was she wanted as he moved his hands up to hold her waist. Getting them slapped away almost instantly while Ming glared at him. But he could see the playfulness in her eyes. And the tightness of her grip as she titled his head up to look at her. And only her.

"Have you been telling the boys about the things we do? Hmm?" Yoongi could feel her breath on his lips. His lips that curved into a smirk once again as his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Oh come on, kitten. . ." She watched his hands move back to hold her waist. Allowing for the man to do so because she knew that he would anyway. But that they also felt so good on her skin. "We're men. . . It's what we do—"

"Yoongi!" And like usual, he was cut off by her sudden giggles of his name. Followed by a playful slap across the chest in which he smiled up at the girl who shook her head. Whispering out a threatening don't test me, Yoongi which were the same words he'd use on her anytime she'd tease him. And anytime she'd do something behind his back.

Yoongi only caught her lips however. Pulling away with his hands heavily planted on her ass. Noticing the adoration in her gaze. And the love that he never saw in anyone's eyes but her own.

"I wanted to go out today." He watched the sudden wavering of her gaze. It being one of confusion yet excitement. Because Ming wasn't used to them doing things outside of the house very often. Unless the occasion was for business purposes. But Yoongi didn't know whether he'd get to have another moment like this with the girl he'd die for. Because his trip to Shanghai continued to linger within his mind. And the question of wether he'd succeed. . . or have the girl he loves more than himself, leave him all over again.

Just a fun filler chapter with sum more fluff to come soon before the real shit happens *evil laugh* But ily all so, so much. And ty for all the support. Stay healthy my little kittens ! >__<
Night night...