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You were pushed against the wall next to the front door. Yoongi's hot mouth attached to your lips and his hands holding your arms at your side. He left you breathless with each hot, open mouthed kiss.

"Oppa has to go to work baby girl,"His breath was hot against your lips, just barely pulling away and chuckling at the little whine that left your mouth.

"Can't you stay Oppa?" You asked him trying to play sweet and innocent, it never worked though. He just chuckled more and kissed your nose sweetly while pressing his clothed erection to you. You whimpered at the feeling wishing he would just stay home and play with you.

"No, I have to work. We can continue when I get home," He hummed, lazy eyes drifting over your flushed face. You were pouting, aggravated that he was going to leave you at home so needy. Yoongi lifted his brows in amusment at the look on your face.

"What if I don't want you then?" You countered turning your head from him even when he still had you tightly in his grasp.

"Baby girl," Yoongi's voice turned more gruff as he pushed closer to you, lips coming to suck on your earlobe."If you're not on that damn bed naked and waiting for Oppa when he get's home...I'll be sure to punish you," HIs hot breath ghosted against you causing a shiver to run down your spine at his touch. He pressed more firmly against you grinding seductivly before stepping away and throwing on his jacket in one movment. You were left too hot and bothered to react to his chaste kiss right as he left, the door swinging shut with a loud bang.

You had been sitting in the living room on the sofa, stewing over how he had just left you so needy. He had even gone so far as to warn you against touching yourself. You wouldn't dream of that though, but not listening to Yoongi, that was your expertise. So after eating a lovely dinner by yourself and cleaning a bit, you had decided to not listen to him. That's why you sat on the sofa absentmindedly watching the tv, waiting for him to return home to see you not waiting on the bed.

You heard the tell-tale beep of the door unlocking before it swung open and Yoongi appeared. He looked tired, but his eyes shone with determination, he was probably excited to see you.after such a long day. However after he had thrown off his jacket and set his bag down, his eyes casted up to where you were seated. Fully clothed and not barely looking his way, still annoyed he had left you in such a desperate state.

"Princess? Why aren't you on the bed like I told you to be, are you trying to upset Oppa?" Yoongi strood over to you from the entrance, he stopped just behind you and leaned forward. His low chuckle and seductively by your ear sounded amused, he was probably laughing at the way you sat with legs and arms crossed face turned from him. Yoongi would never admit how much he loved your defiant nature, secretly liking to punish you.

"Come on Princess get up, or Oppa will make you and tie you to the bed." Yoongi gave one last hot warning, lips teasing the flesh of your earlobe before trailing down to mouth at the exposed skin of your neck. Your head involuntarily shifted to expose more flesh to him, but you still refused to move even when Yoongi's soft lips and sinful tongue elicited sweet moans from you. He continued to play with you a bit more, wanting nothing more than for you to not listen. He was feeling very much in the mood to punish you tonight especially after what happened before he left for work.

"Get up now", he groaned, biting your neck, before standing to his full height and striding around the sofa to stand in-front of you. His eyebrow quirked, accompanied by a mischievous smirk gracing his heavenly features. You couldn't handle his deep lustful eyes or the way he nodded in gesture for you to stand.

"Up baby girl"He commanded, voice dripping with dark promises. With shaking legs you stood, his hands reaching forward to pull you into strong arms. A wide smirk was evident on his face. "That's right princess, let's go play." He promised pulling you with him toward the bedroom.