Lilac

Chap 49: Number One Pt. 2

**italics means it was said in Korean.**

Aila concluded she was nervous.

And she knew why.

She stood in front of Yoongi's door trying to knock. She had looked at herself five times. Where her pijamas ok? She had a tshirt and pijama shorts. Did she smell ok? She made sure to scrub her body and put on some rose hip oil. She brushed her teeth for like 5 minutes, her gums left irritated.

Why was she so nervous? She had cuddle and slept with all of them before. Maybe because it was just them alone?

She finally knocked the door and waited for Yoongi to open. She was greeted with a tiny Yoongi dressed in a light blue matching pijamas set, his hair was damp, face free of makeup. He automatically smiled at seeing her shorter frame.

No words were exchanged between them. She just stepped inside and looked around the room. It resembled hers minus the recording equipment on the table by the corner.

"You dedicate too much." Aila smiled as she crawled on the bed. Emotionally she was tired, but Yoongi's presence made her feel better.

Yoongi crawled in bed, sitting up against the headboard and signaling Aila to sit between his legs.

Aila obeyed instantly, making a home in his body.

They stayed in complete silence, listening only to their breathing and feeling their heartbeats. She felt so relaxed in his arms, laying on his chest with his arms around her waist.
Yoongi felt just as eased. He felt at peace with himself.

But he wanted more. Maybe he was being selfish, wanting to have Aila to himself.

But he needed to be with her in the most intimate way.

"Aila can I tell you something." She turned her body and sat facing him, her legs on top of his.

"I just wanted to say I'm so thankful because you made me complete. Nothing in this world can compare to the tranquility you brought to me today. Thank you."

Aila didn't really understand what he said, but the bond was feeling fuzzy with shocks of euphoria peaking thru. What was that feeling?

Yoongi leaned forward, taking her face in his hands, admiring her beauty. He caressed her cheeks, finding them warm under his touch. Her lips were parted, and she held her breath as Yoongi closed the space between them.

The kiss was different. It was slow, with a burning passion. Yoongi wanted to take his time feeling the curb of her lips, their plumpyness. He darted his tongue out to taste her lips, getting a gasp from her. He took his time sucking, tasting.

He slowly pushed his tongue out. Only to be surprised when he was met with hers. Both explored each other's mouth, trying to imprint the memories in their brains.

Yoongi needed more. He gently pushed Aila on the bed, without separating their mouths, and settled between her legs. Her warmth completely engulfed Yoongi.

Aila took her hands and ran them thru his hair, giving him a light pull. A groan escaped his lips. He ran his hands down her body, cupping her ass, making her spread her legs even more for him. The closeness was making Yoongi loose his logic.

He got up and took his shirt off, not giving enough time for Aila to savor the scenery before he took her lips again.

Aila ran her hand down his back, up his arms and down again. Her warm hands made a fire began to start in the pit of his stomach.

He trail his tongue down her chin to her neck, wanting to mark her as his. Aila gasped at the new sensation of having Yoongi's tongue and mouth on her neck. A moan escaped her lips.