Yoongi's POV
"Aren't you coming out, Y/N?" I hollered for her, snickering to myself as I waited for Y/N to come out of the bathroom.
I knew she'd be feeling shy to walk out in the lacy nightwear I'd asked her to wear for our special night together.
"Yoongi," Her voice hesitated, trailing off. "I think this-this doesn't look good." She stuttered and I heard the slight click of the door, indicating that she'd opened it.
I got off the bed and padded towards the door, stopping right where I could feel her presence shyly hovering behind the slightly ajar door.
"It's ok, Y/N. I don't care. Come out, please." I heard her gasp as my hand tightened in the doorknob.
"Don't come in!" She yelled desperately. "I'll come out."
I couldn't understand what was there to be possibly worried about.
Sure, I hadn't seen her yet but the way I imagined her to look in that lingerie, she was beautiful...better than any woman I'd ever seen. And even if she was insecure about her body, I didn't want her to feel out of her comfort zone with me.
I was her lover and I wasn't going to judge her no matter what.
Without realising it, I held in my breath as I waited patiently.
"It's too see through." She whispered softly as she tiptoed out, not meeting my eyes.
Y/N's POV
Although I didn't dare to meet his eyes, I could feel his gaze on the entirety of my nearly naked body.
Everything on my body from the flimsy lace bra and the non-existent thong to the fancy cover up was see through. Small silver beads dotted the black lace and I clutched it around me, taking comfort in the minimal coverage it provided me with.
"Don't look too closely." I muttered desperately covering up my chest but Yoongi embraced me.
"You're beautiful, Y/N." He kissed the top of my head gently and I melted into his warm hug.
"I can't wait to undress you, Y/N." He spoke, his voice husky. "You're so soft under my touch and it's driving me crazy but-" He paused. "Before I indulge into any sort of a physical relationship with you, I need you to know that you are beautiful to me, inside and outside. It doesn't matter if you're insecure, you shouldn't feel ashamed of your body at all. I love you just the way you are..."
I gasped as he flicked the cover up off my body and smirked at the sight of the small moles on my back.
"...imperfections and all." He finished as he scooped me up into his arms, carrying me to the bed as he smiled down at me indulgently.
I closed my eyes the moment my head touched the mattress and clenched my legs together tightly.
My hands covered my chest defensively and I felt bad for Yoongi for acting so shy but I just couldn't let go of the thought that I didn't deserve to sleep with someone as nice and handsome as him.
"I'm sorry if I may come across as a little hesitant..." I muttered, blushing deeply. "But I really am not." I assured him silently. "I want to do it with you."
Yoongi hovered over me but paused at my statement, smirking.
"Do what, baby?" He toyed with my skin, stroking and caressing playfully as I trembled from the coldness of his fingers against my warm skin.
I bit my lip, as I closed my eyes again, thinking of what to say but nothing came to mind. I chastised myself for being so out of it. He'd only barely touched me and my mind was already reeling and I was a confused, flustered mess.
"Answer me, Y/N." Yoongi leaned in, supporting his body on his knees and hands as his mouth slipped to just below my collarbone.
He gently nipped and pulled at my sensitive skin as I barely held back my moan of surprise.
"Uhm-" My brain felt fuzzy and I couldn't think of anything but the feel of his mouth on my skin and the way his hair tickled my jaw.
"Yes, kitten?" He crooned as he went lower, kissing my skin before finally latching onto my nipple through the thin material of my bra.
My eyes widened and my back arched as he flicked his tongue, gently but firmly eliciting a strangely erotic sound from my throat.
"Do you like it?" He hummed as I slapped a hand to my lips, embarrassed.
But he didn't stop. Pulling my hand away, he kissed me passionately.
"Don't suppress the sounds. I want to hear it all." He looked deep into my eyes as we separated and went lower to kiss his way down my stomach, this time stimulating my body with his hands instead.
I bucked my hips and put up a small struggle as he tried to spread my legs. He chuckled and turned me over, smacking my butt.
I gasped as he pulled off the panties in one swift move.
"Don't be naughty, Y/N." He reprimanded softly as he kissed the moles on my back, making me moan into my pillow.
I felt him tap my stomach lightly. "Ass up, sweetheart." He drawled and I complied.
I jumped when I felt him settle in between my legs but it was too late to back out. I couldn't close my legs and I couldn't stifle my moans either. I really was about to surrender my body completely to someone after being a virgin for the twenty three years of my life.
I let out a small cry of pleasure as I felt his tongue on my clit. A tight current jolted through me and I almost collapsed as he quickened his speed.
"Ah." I let out a deep, wanton sigh as his fingers slipped into my wetness. I felt the tightness building but I didn't know where it would end so I cried from frustration.
"Ah, shit. Yoongi please-"
"I know, kitten." He spoke huskily but continued devouring my juices that were rapidly flowing out. "Fuck, you're sweet." He swore as an unfamiliar feeling took over my body and I cried out, my body shaking badly.
I jumped as he smacked my butt cheek again.
Whimpering, I obeyed as he turned me over on my back.
"Did you like that?" He questioned, his pupils dilated and voice throaty.
Still trembling from the aftermath, I nodded. "I loved it. I wasn't...here." I mumbled shyly,
unable to find other words to express how I felt but Yoongi smirked.
"That's an orgasm, kitten." He gripped my thighs gently and caressed the innermost sensitive skin making me yelp.
"How do you feel about having a couple more?" He grinned lopsidedly, eyes twinkling with amusement and mischief.
Unaware of the fact that I was getting myself into a night full of long, passionate sex that have me tripping on my own feet the next morning, I nodded eagerly.
"Then forgive me if it hurts a little." He kissed me. "I'll try my best not to go too hard."
I nodded but clenched my fists as he eased into me, groaning. A series of indecipherable expletives escaped his mouth and even through the pain, I blushed at how much it turned me on.
He was pressing my hands above my head as I bit my lip trying to hold in my tears. But once he let me adjust, I felt the need for him to move and so, I thrashed my legs.
"Move, please?" I practically yelled but it came out more as a question.
Yoongi nodded and thrusted gently. "Tell me if it feels uncomfortable...even a little bit. It shouldn't hurt anymore." His thumb massaged my clit and I felt the same tightness building as he moved faster.
Even though I was ready, the orgasm hit me straight in the gut and I had tears in my eyes as I rode out the waves of pleasure.
"You are amazing." Yoongi groaned as he reached his own climax leaving a throbbing, warm feeling inside my womanhood. "Again?" He panted, smiling wickedly and I reddened.
