7 Sins For 7 Dead

[15] A not so sleepy sloth

Reaching your apartment you made sure to lock your door before heading to the bedroom, not that locks would stop a demon. You opened your cupboard. Before you moved, you donated all of your 'lounging' clothes. They remind you too much of spending time relaxing with Ben. Hence, now that you wanted to lounge around you had nothing to wear. You sighed heavily, first you find out your complex is housing the seven deadly sins, then you discover you're their leader and now you can't relax in comfortable clothes. How much worse could this day get? Just then Yoongi rounded the corner, "I could sense you were giving up and wanting to sleep. By the way, I was serious when I said to change the pin, all the boys know what it is now." You rolled your eyes, "Yoongi, you are a demon, locks don't matter, do they?" Rolling onto the bed, he thought about your response, "I mean not normally, no. But since this was my old room I had Jisoo give me a potion to coat the walls in, kinda like a salt barrier to keep out bad spirits, except it was me trying to keep out six other idiots." You chuckled, Yoongi was the first sin you were actually happy to have in your life. "You know, it's funny how much you remind me of my brother. His humour was like yours..." you trailed off. Yoongi smiled, "I like being around you too if that's what you're insinuating." He clicked his fingers and a pair of light blue silk pyjamas appeared on the edge of the bed. "I may have been listening in to your thoughts considering your emotions attracted me and all." You grabbed the pj's feeling the material. Yoongi must like silk, he left silk bed sheets and now silk clothing. 

Just as you were walking to the bathroom you felt a sharp pain course through your body. You groaned, grabbing the nearest thing to keep you upright. Yoongi stood, "What is it y/n? Are you alright? Should I get help or something?" He seemed frantic, very unlike him. You made eye contact with Yoongi. Both yours and Yoongi's eyes flashed light blue, the colour of his sin. A white tattoo started to appear along the length of your forearm. The word 'sleepyhead' appeared in running writing next to an outline of a crescent. As the pain subsided, you stood completely upright, supporting yourself. "What the fuck was that?" asked Yoongi. He seemed to be in shock. You traced the fresh white lines on your skin, "I don't know..Maybe it was som-". Your words were cut off by a loud thump. Yoongi was face first on the floor, sleeping. 

"Each sin will have a different way of marking you, but that's for you to find out." Jisoo's words played in your head as your rolled Yoongi over. There was no way you were going to let him sleep on your floor in the middle of your bedroom. "Yoongi, wake the fuck up. I know what the tattoo means." A snore emitted from Yoongi's mouth. You sat on his chest, hoping it would create a struggle to breathe, nothing. You snaked your hands around his ribs, no harm in seeing if tickling could work. You started to tickle him, nothing. "Geez Yoongi, you're like a dead body." You wondered if demons dreamed, and if they did, what about? Did they dream about killing, terrorising and wreaking havoc? Was it possible for them to have sexual dreams? You shook your head, that was some Jimin shit right there. A voice popped into your head, "Do it, you know you want to." Jimin, listening to your thoughts again. "You're just as bad as us, probably even worse. Why not use it to your advantage?" it spoke softly and seductively. "Rack off Jimin," you said. "Speaking of racks, yours are magnificent." it retorted. You were so done with him, "What will it take for you to stay out of my head Jimin?" You could practically feel his smile, "Touch him, it's the only way he'll wake up happily. Any other way and angry Yoongi will come out to play." 

You shook your head in disappointment as the voice spoke happily, "Holy shit, that rhymed. Jimin, you got jams brother." This boy will be the death of you. You thought about his words. "No harm in trying y/n. A happy Yoongi is a happy demon." You reached out and palmed his face. Your finger traced the bridge of his nose down to his lips, where they outlined them, feeling their softness. "Yoongiiiii~" you sang breathily. Your other hand felt his soft black hair, sifting it through your fingers. You lent in and left soft pecks along his cheek until you reached his ear. Taking a deep breath you screamed, "WAKE UP YOU NARCOLEPTIC LITTLE SHIT" Yoongi's eyes popped open and you sat up smiling. You could feel his body writhing with anger underneath you, making you move with him so you didn't get thrown off. He seemed determined to cause yo damage until he felt a certain area he owned come flush with a certain area you owned. He stopped completely and stared down his body towards his crotch. 

You followed his line of sight and realised what he was looking at. "Oh crap, sorry. I was just trying to wake you up." You started to get off him but his hands grabbed your hips holding you down. "Yoongi, what are you doing?" you were concerned. Did you cause brain damage when you screamed? His voice was dead and raspy when he responded, "I'm doing what feels good." You felt him roll his hips. You accidentally let a moan slip, "Ah, Y-Yoongi. Oh please God, Jesus, what is happening right now?" You placed your hands on his chest as you felt his dick get hard. Yoongi rolled you over, allowing more room to move his body. His breathing was heavy as he rolled his hips, "Fuck, I haven't done this in so long." You were in a whole different world. Maybe you should have tried to experience more when you were alive because this feeling was fucking great. Whatever Yoongi was doing, he certainly knew how to do it. His hand reached up to palm your boob, massaging it gently. "Holy shit. Yoongi, oh don't stop please." Your body trembled as you took in the feeling Yoongi was giving you. Yoongi started to speed up his thrusts, becoming harsher and harder. You didn't think the feeling could get any better but, what do you know, it just did. Heavy breathing and moans could be heard as you and Yoongi finished your act of sin. He collapsed on you, worn out after putting in the effort, a rare thing for Yoongi to do. "What the fuck was that?" you asked, still breathing a little unevenly. Yoongi's eyes glowed his signature colour, "That, y/n, was fucking amazing. To think what it would be like naked..." he winked at you. 

A/N: Sorry not sorry. That shit was cringe to write, I'm just hoping it sounds half decent. Y/n's eyes flashed light blue along with Yoongi's though. Wonder what that means?