mISFits - BTS OT& x OC - ***ON HOLD***

Vow

Cecily gulped her wine, the sweet scent of it mixing with the chocolate scent of Yoongi like a fine dessert. He seemed more nervous than he had been before, which made her curious.

"You know," she began conversation, holding out her glass for another fill of wine, "You seemed so sure that this was a good idea last night and today," she gulped her wine again, "But now you feel...put off?"

"Not even a little bit," he chuckled, drinking his own wine as quickly as she had, "It's a different thing. I'm not feeling normal hunger around you...or even hunger combined with lust...though they're both there."

"What is it like, then?"

"Like..." he paused, searching for the right words, "Once I feed from you, I'm not going to want to feed from anyone else." His eyes squinted as he concentrated on himself in order to conceptualize the emotion.

"Do you think we should wait?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

Yoongi shook his head, "No, I think it's all the more reason to go through with it. Think of it as morbid curiosity, if nothing else."

"O-oh," Cecily stammered, finishing off the rest of her wine, "Okay...so...do you want me to lay down, or..."

"Just...come here," he spread his arms invitingly, "There's no need to force anything," he wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug, "We have hours. We can take our time and take it slow."

Cecily relaxed into him at his words. He had been very intense since he introduced himself along with the other creatures, making her feel as though he was simply waiting for his moment to pounce on her like a panther. But, when he finally had full permission to do what he wanted with her, he was soft a protective and caring.

"Can we just...I don't know..."

"Cuddle?" he asked, rubbing his cheek against her temple, "Can we?"

Cecily nodded her head against his shoulder, letting him pull away and lead her to the hall. He, seeming to debate something within himself for a moment, turning to her to look in her eyes.

"I need to do something, before we are laying in my bed," he murmured, his voice deep and raspy, "I need to do it before I have another intention behind it."

"Do what?" she looked up at him with wide, curious eyes.

Yoongi lifted his hands to cup both sides of her face, one thumb rubbing gently over her earlobe. He leaned in, his eyes fluttering closed as he inched his face closer to hers. He stopped himself millimeters from her lips, inhaling deeply and shuddering out a sigh that warmed her lips.

She sensed his nerves, and wanted nothing more than to assure him that she wanted him. Tilting her head up, she let her lips graze against his softly, the sharp exhale through his nose encouraging her. Standing up on her toes, she pressed into the kiss more, balancing herself by placing her hands lightly on his shoulders. Stepping even closer, he molded their mouths together, swiping his soft tongue against her bottom lip and flicking it gently against her own when she gave him access. It was sweet and gentle, filled with romance rather than desperation.

"You taste as sweet as you smell," he whispered, parting the kiss to rest his forehead against hers, "If summer rain had a flavor, it would be you, Princess."

She snapped her eyes up to his closed ones at his words, the meaning behind them pulling a string somewhere in her chest. She watched her fingers as they trailed over the skin of his neck, feeling his pulse under the pads and seeing goosebumps scatter in their path. He opened his eyes, looking down and taking her hand as he walked backward through his door and closing it before having her follow him to the bed. Yoongi laid down, pulling Cecily to lay beside him, his eyes closing briefly when she brushed a finger over his sharp collarbone.