Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]

Chapter 35: Burn for You 🔥

Her eyes glisten, frustration warring with something softer.
"You wouldn't," she whispers.

I exhale, my chest tight, my voice breaking. "I can't risk it."

And then she looks at me with something I can't take back.

Like I just broke her heart.

And that's it.

That's all it takes for something inside me to snap.

Before I can think, before I can stop myself, my hands are on her waist, yanking her toward me.

Her breath catches, but before she can say a word, my lips crash onto hers.

She gasps against my mouth, but then she's kissing me back, her hands tangling in my hair, her body pressing against mine so perfectly it makes me dizzy.

I groan, deep and desperate, as months of pent-up frustration, hunger, and love pour into the way I kiss her.

There's nothing careful about it, nothing restrained.

Just raw, aching need.

I walk her backward until her back hits the wall, my hands roaming, gripping, claiming.

"I always want you," I murmur between kisses, pressing my forehead against hers. "Don't ever doubt that."

Her lips are swollen, her breath ragged, but she nods.

"Then show me," she whispers.

I growl softly, fingers curling into her waist. "You sure?"

She grins, pulling me back down into another kiss.
"Make me sure."

Her kiss is fire, and I dive headfirst into the flames.

I've spent months holding back, months pretending I wasn't starving for her-aching for her in a way that kept me up at night, left my hands clenched into fists every time she got too close.

Not anymore.

Not now.

My hands move from her waist, gliding up her sides, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. She shudders, her breath hitching as she presses closer, her body molding to mine so perfectly it makes my head spin.

"You don't get it," I murmur against her lips, voice rough, ragged. I kiss her again, deeper this time, dragging my tongue along her bottom lip before pulling back just enough to let her feel the words against her mouth.

"I've craved you from the moment I touched you."

She exhales sharply, gripping my shoulders, nails digging in as if to steady herself. My lips move along her jaw, down the curve of her throat, feeling the way she trembles beneath me.

"I wanted you for so long," I continue, my hands trailing lower, dragging over the soft fabric of her dress, fingertips pressing into her hips. "But I didn't push, because I didn't know if you were ready. I needed you to want this too."

She gasps as I nip at the delicate skin just beneath her ear, her fingers twisting into my hair, tugging hard enough to make me groan.

"Yoongi," she breathes, voice shaky but sure, "I've always wanted this. I've always wanted you."

That's all it takes.

Something inside me snaps completely, every ounce of restraint I've been holding onto crumbling into dust.

I grip the backs of her thighs, lifting her effortlessly, and she wraps her legs around me without hesitation. Her dress rides up higher, the warmth of her skin burning against my hands as I press her against the wall, swallowing the soft moan that escapes her lips.