Mian couldn't help the smile that tugged lazily on her lips.
She didn't think things could fast forward this quickly.
Yoongi has been sneaking into her room for all the fluffy goodness.She let out a struggled breathe when she felt a familiar set of lips nibble on the folded area that met the left side of her neck and shoulders.
She was greatful that he was not rushing her into the serious stuff.
'Stop!' The girl whined when she felt his lips curve upwards in a grin. Their friends were down stairs and she didnt want to get caught.
Yoongi liked the idea of getting caught.
He let out breathe chuckling lightly. His breathe fanning her delicate pale skin that it made her squirm with butterflies that fluttered in her stomach.
He pulled away to look at her through the bangs that fell on his eyes, her hand shot up pulling away the dark locks exposing the tease in his eyes.
'Don't.' The girl warned arching on of her own.
His brow arched up challenging her only to be cut off.
'What?' He asked circling an arm around her back. Her body flush against his.His free hand rubbed gently at the spot he just had his face in, eyes dragging upwards slowly to meet hers.
She was perfect...
And his.
She only shook her head shyly.
One,
Two....
Three.
'This really is a sweet spot.' The boy mused making her roll her eyes annoyed.
'I hate you.'
He shook his head playfully leaning into her.
'I beg to defer.'The words were mumbled on her lips as he sealed them with his in a light kiss.
He couldn't help smile in them.
They have been sneaking kisses past their friends for two weeks now.
Feelings were mutual.
That was all he ever wanted.
And he got it!
A moan tumbled out his lips when she depend the sweet gesture his tongue meeting with hers.
Yoongi loved that especially.
This must be the umpteenth time the same reaction came out of him unconciously.
Mian loved that she could make him a mess like he has her numerous of times.
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Not your Oppa.
FanfictionThat's when it happened. He was on me. Invading my space with that intoxicating scent. His scent. I could feel his lips the urgency pulling out of them. The pleading. Pleading not to walk away from him. Not to walk away from this. Us. I hated that n...