I lay back in the bed, legs dangling off the edge. I decide to call him before I go to bed. I miss him. "Not too bad. Had an interesting, but productive day today. I'm gonna get up and get in the shower in a little bit."
"Oh, my dirty girl."
"Stop it, perv." I giggle, stretching my arms above my head, my phone in between my ear and shoulder. "How's your trip going?"
"Long." He groans and I can practically see him rolling his eyes. "I can't even properly sleep without getting woken up by something or someone. A real piss off."
"Job that busy right now?"
"You have no idea, babe."
"Well," I say, sitting up and looking at the digital clock on the nightstand. "I tell you what. Are you alone?"
"As I would like to be, yes. Why?"
"We'll face time and I'll give you a show before I get in the shower." I say, biting my lip.
"Mmm," he hums deeply and I can tell he wants me beg for it. He makes me work to get sexual attention. I love it. "You know, I'm really tired tonight."
"Will you let me touch myself in front of you, daddy?"
"That's my girl." He breathes out. "Call me in just your panties. And take your braids out. I know you have some in."
He ends the call and I rush to take off my pajamas. It takes me a few minutes to take out my braids, but now I have a cute braid out. I love that Yoongi loves my natural hair. I'm soon left in only my tiny blue panties.
I quickly face time Yoongi and he comes onto the screen, black hair spread messily across his forehead. It's dark, the only source of light more than likely coming from a nearby lamp. He's in pajamas, a tad bit of his chest exposed. The man is gorgeous without even trying.
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I pan my phone slowly across my body, hearing a slight huff once he sees my panties. I reach my breasts, squeezing one as I continue up to my face.
He takes a breath and praises me. I feel myself becoming aroused by a simple statement. "Good girl."
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Today is the day. Jimin and I have prepped all week for this- with the help of Raina- to finally take Choi out. Jimin is antsy in his seat as we near the club. My adrenaline is waiting to burst as Jimin parks the car. I look over to him, his knuckles still white as he clutches the steering wheel.
"Hey," I place my hand on his thigh and he instantly relaxes. "Keep your composure. Stick to the mission at hand, okay?"
He huffs in, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. "Okay. Raina got me in as a bartender tonight, right?"
