childhood memories mean little to you as you stare down the mistake you made a year ago.
"y/n, are you listening?"
you blink at your boss, unable to hide the deep scowl that's settled over your face. no, you hadn't been listening. but it wasn't bec...
"take this off," Yoongi demands in a harsh whisper as he fingers the straps of the white lace panties and pulls them down.
you stand, balancing yourself on his shoulders as you allow him to roughly yank the panties right down your legs and off to the floor. breathless pants fall from your parted lips, cheeks flushed and gaze wild.
you can't see his face because his white cap in in the way, but it looks too sexy on him to take off. so you close your eyes and try to focus on the way your stomach tightens as he trails his palms over your thighs.
"fuck, i can never get tired of your smooth skin, y/n."
you chuckle breathlessly.
"stay still, baby," he whispers as he grabs your hips and pulls you closer.
you hum in agreement and try to stay as perfectly still as possible as he leans closer and presses his soft lips to your stomach, glancing up at you behind the cap. he trails slow, wet, sensual kisses from your belly button to each hip, grinning when your breathing shallows and you jolt from the slight ticklish sensation.
he looks up at you, feigning a glare. "what did i just say?"
you press your lips in a thin line and try to suppress a giggle, but fail spectacularly. "sorry."
the corners of his mouth turn up into a slightly amused grin, his head dipping back down to focus on sprawling kisses all over your skin. you bite your lip as he presses a soft kiss just above your thigh, fingers trailing between your legs.
you whimper quietly when you feel a finger pressing featherlike to your clit. you have to hold tighter to his shoulders to stand still as he massages your folds and stares up at you with those darkened, wild eyes.
"you're so wet for me, princess."
your eyes fly open and you giggle again at the nickname. "princess? are we-oh-" you're cut off when he applies pressure, causing your knees to buckle.
"i'm treating you today," he breathes, continuing his slow assault while watching you unfold in front of him. "which means 'princess' seems fitting, don't you think?"
you can't respond with words because in the next moment, he eases two fingers right inside of your pussy. your hand flies to your mouth to contain the loud moan threatening to escape, your eyes pinched closed and stomach tightening.
you lean into Yoongi, trying so hard to be still like he asked but realizing you don't have the strength. he's too skilled, too powerful. you feel close already and he hasn't been doing this long.
he sucks in a breath, the sound heaven to your ears. "i love seeing you like this. falling apart for me. so raw. do you like how i make you feel?"
you sigh in broken breaths. "y-yes."
"yes what?" he pulls you closer, thrusting his fingers in and out faster until you can barely breathe anymore.
"yes-mm, daddy," you force through your teeth, struggling to keep quiet.
Yoongi suddenly lets go, leaving you shuddering and frustrated. he doesn't say anything to explain, only unzips those daring black jeans and pulls his cock out, stiff and ready. your breath hitches in your throat, a small gasp leaving your wet lips. you've never been able to get used to his size, nor do you think you ever want to.
he pulls on your wrist and forces you down onto his lap, lining himself perfectly with the entrance of your pussy. in moments, he thrusts roughly inside of you, warranting a yelp. you nearly cum just by this action alone, but you manage to hold off as he begins moving fast and hard. he fills and stretches you immediately, the feeling all the more overwhelming as you don't have a chance to get used to him.
the sound of his hips meeting between your legs echoes through the fitting room, no doubt making its way out into the rest of the store. but you're barely focused on what others are hearing.
"this pussy is mine," he growls. "day and night, baby."
he reaches up and cups your breasts, large hands practically swallowing them whole in a second before stretching his arms back to hold himself upright while lifting his hips to meet yours. your back arches and you wrap your arms around his neck to have something to hold onto. he's fucking you and touching you all at once and it's so intense that you can hardly think.
"it's yours," you practically whine, your fingers gripping the back of his neck.
he thrusts even harder, deeper, as you're both lost in a whirlwind of emotions and sexual tension. you can't focus on anything except the way his cock fills you over and over, his pace a steady punishment-no doubt from your strip tease moments ago.
you take his face in your hands and kiss him hungrily, enjoying the softness of those pouty lips and the way his tongue instantly tries to gain dominance over you. his pace slows, surely meaning he's close.
"i want to watch you," you say in a gasp.
he nods and looks down to his lap, watching your movements. he bites his lip and lets go of you just as his thrusts still so that you can take over. he leans back, eyes meeting yours and a wicked smirk settling over his swollen lips.
you take advantage of the silence and begin rolling your hips back and forth, up and down, so that you create your own steady rhythm of riding his lap and watching his face contort and twist in pleasure.
it isn't long before you're both on the edge. you kiss his lips again and try to remain steady as your stomach tightens and the familiar fuzziness rips through your consciousness.
"i'm close," he huffs, dark eyes whirling with hazy emotion.
he grasps your hips and holds you steady before thrusting into you once more with so much intensity and power that a loud, unexpected moan flies from your lips. you don't even really care.
with one last jolt down onto his lap, you fall right over the edge. your arms tighten around his shoulders, back arching, eyes closing and mouth ajar as you ride out the wild orgasm taking over your entire body.
Yoongi grunts in unison with your pants, stilling inside of you as he cums. the two of you stay wrapped in each other's arms as you let it ebb and flow into nothing, both now exhausted and discombobulated from that mind-blowing orgasm.
you're about to stand when there's a knock on the fitting room door. you both tense and look at each other as the woman from earlier clears her throat.
"is everything alright in there?"
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A/N: short chapter, sorry!
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