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Yoongi showed up to your doorstep 20 minutes later, lazily kicking his shoes off and throwing his jacket over a chair. The moment you had heard him entering you had sat up in your place at the livingroom couch, waiting in anticipation. No words spoken, his chest rested against yours as he moved on top of you, lips moving to capture yours in a kiss, his movements slow but deliberate. Not needy, but demanding. Yoongi's hands swiftly moved to wrap around the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head as your lips parted for a brief moment, yet his crotch still pressing against yours.
"You should have just told me you wanted me to ruin you, I would have skipped going soft on you all those times" He gave a small grin as he noticed you getting flustered by his words, fingers dancing across your skin.
"I don't know what you want me to answer" You only said.
"You don't have to answer, just promise not to hold back later when you're screaming my name" as he spoke he moved to sit, unbuttoning his shirt, getting rid of the last pieces of clothing both of you were wearing.
"Yoongi" You got out his name, almost in a whiny, needy manner. He got off you, slapping your bare thigh.
"Get on your stomach"
You rolled over, propping your ass up a little, your core throbbing, wanting him to touch you. The wait from when you had last texted and when he had appeared at your apartment door had felt like forever, just wanting him to get there so that he could pin you down and fuck you senseless. Cold liquid came in contact with your ass and you squirmed as he ran his hands over it, working the lube into you.
You were just about to complain about him not going fast enough as you felt his hard cock prod between your legs, the tip entering you with a short thrust. It only took a couple thrusts with the help of the lube until he was fully sheathed within you, walls pressed around his hardened member. You gave soft moans, most of them drowned out against the pillow beneath your head. Yoongi let you adjust a little, then he placed his arms under your stomach, pulling out and slamming into you. You could almost feel the air getting knocked out of you by the intensity. You gasped, grasping the pillow beneath you. He didn't stop, didn't move fast, but with each time he pulled out he lifted his hips up and thrusted hard against you, making your hips, and whole body really, slam down against the couch with a thud. Moaning his name, your voice broke several times with each movement.
It didn't take long for your body to feel like it was on fire, face and most of your bodies slick with sweat, black spots dancing in front of your eyes as you half assedly tried to keep your eyes open, if only just a little. Your toes curled as you tensed your body, trying not to cum as one of his hands rubbed against your sensitive parts every now and then. He slowed down briefly, only to pick up speed, hips hitting your ass almost in thud, an intense pleasure igniting in your stomach and spreading through your body. Your hips hurt a little from the friction against the furniture underneath you, eyes rolling back in your head.
"I'm coming, Yoongi, I-"You got out, half in a scream. Your whole body collapsed even further against the couch as he kept ramming into you, all air getting knocked out of youe lungs with your orgasm.
The climax was short but intense, your thighs feeling as if they were cramping and your fists grabbing around the pillow your head was leaning on almost forcefully though your grip was quite weak at the moment. You were stimulated into brief overstimulation before he came too, releasing his warm cum inside of you. Thrust becoming sloppy, his warm chest pressed hard against your back. He pulled out, and you could feel the liquids spilling out of you, running down your thighs. You couldn't bring yourself to move though.
"I'm glad I don't have work tomorrow" you got out.
"Why? You work from home, you don't need to be able to walk to attent a zoom meeting" Yoongi chuckled, panting as he got off you.
