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

Chapter 35: Burn for You 🔥

"Nothing can stop me now," I growl, meeting her eyes-dark, wanting, needing. "Not anymore."

Her lips crash onto mine again, desperate, hungry. I press my body into hers, letting her feel every ounce of the desire I've been holding back, the months of pent-up longing finally breaking free.

Her hands slide beneath my shirt, fingertips skimming over my stomach, and I hiss at the contact, muscles tightening beneath her touch. She explores, traces, memorizes-and it drives me insane.

I break away just long enough to tug my shirt over my head, and her breath stutters as she takes me in, her hands moving before she even speaks.

"God," she whispers, palms splaying over my chest, trailing down, down. "You're-"

I don't let her finish.

I claim her lips again, drowning in the way she tastes, in the way she feels beneath me. My hands move to the hem of her dress, fingers curling around the fabric.

"Tell me now if you want me to stop," I rasp, my forehead pressed against hers, my breaths coming fast, hard. "Because if we keep going-"

"Don't stop." Her voice is firm, breathless. She grabs my wrist, guiding my hand higher. "I need you, Yoongi."

I groan, pressing my lips to hers one last time before I lift her from the wall, carrying her toward the bedroom.

She clings to me, kissing me between every step, her lips soft, insistent, setting every nerve in my body on fire.

I kick the door shut behind us.

And then, there's nothing but heat.

Nothing but us.

And I finally let myself fall.

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Y/N's POV

He kissed me like he was starving, like I was the only thing he'd ever crave, and he needed to devour me whole.

Yoongi's hands tangled in my hair, holding me in place as his tongue slid against mine-slow, deep, deliberate.

Heat coiled low in my belly, a sharp, aching need spreading through my veins as I pressed myself against him, desperate for more.

His grip tightened on me, fingers pressing into my waist as he pulled me closer, until there was nothing between us but heat and hunger.

He groaned into my mouth, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth before biting down just hard enough to make me whimper.

The sound sent something dark flickering through his eyes, and he chased it, deepening the kiss, dragging his hands down my back, over my hips, his touch setting fire to every inch of my skin.

"Fuck," he muttered against my lips, his voice raw, filled with something wild. "You have no idea what you do to me."

His lips found my jaw, then my neck, sucking and biting his way down, leaving a trail of heat in his wake.

I gasped as he found the spot that made my knees go weak, his teeth grazing over my pulse before soothing it with his tongue.

My fingers fisted in his shirt, needing something to hold onto as he worked me over, his hands roaming, exploring, claiming.

He pushed me back against the bed, his weight settling over me, his hips pressing into mine in a slow, grinding roll that made me gasp.

The friction sent a bolt of pleasure straight through me, my body arching into him instinctively.