Read at your own discretion. This story contains Kink and is 18+
Standing in front of the mirror, Vaxxie removed her PJs, watching how her body was curved in all the right places. Thinking of how this may end up, she bit my bottom lip, thighs pressed together as the tension built up in the lower muscles. The heat was already flowing through her center and passing all through her body. Naked and all ready to be taken right there, she walked over to the bathroom and slipped herself into her favorite silk bathrobe. Soft to slip in and out off.
'It's been five minutes' Vaxxie was pacing, the anxiety creeping in. A knock startled her, freezing her for a moment, letting out a gulp. She looked down at herself and then the mirror, baffled at what she was even thinking of trying - all to get him aroused - just for a quick fuck.
She opened the door to see Yoongi sweating, the short-sleeve white shirt clinging onto his pectoral muscles, and the black mask made him look even sexier.'He has been working and it is shown. Can't wait to scratch and leave my mark on that pale white skin of his.' Another mental note. Her gaze went lower. Oh! Those skinny jeans showed off his ass perfectly, those buns that can be squeezed so hard, making him moan - she smirked at her well-defined thoughts.
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'Am I unwrapping the gift right at the door?' Yoongi looked at her. Damn.
'No,' Her hand slipped away from the front of her robe to playfully hit him for that comment, oblivious that the silk was barely holding onto her breasts as the wrap around her waist loosened slightly. He caught her hand in mid-air and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Her eyes widened but closed the next second as his hands slipped through the fabric, cupping her ass cheeks.
'Yoongi.' 'Mhm?' 'I missed you last night.'
His eyes widened.
'Is that so? Glad I'm here then. Right, love?
Her heart pumped a little harder at the word.
Vaxxie broke off the kiss, hooking two of her fingers onto the belt on his waistband, pulling him in before getting back into the embrace. She felt the cold hit her at once as the door slammed shut, her robe had fallen off, only his clothes adding the heat against it rubbed against her skin, sending goosebumps through her body.
He cupped her right breast, squeezing softly with his palm while his mouth explored her neck hungrily, the other palm holding onto her left buttcheek. She was trying to stand only on the support of her right leg on the ground, as her left curled around one of his calves for support. Giving him more room to explore, she tilted her head back, her pink nipples exposed and perky due to the lack of heat and contact with him.
She was already moist, the feeling to touch herself was too intense that she held onto Yoongi for dear life. If this was the case in the first few minutes of meeting him, the shower would be so intense.
