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

Chapter 35: Burn for You 🔥

He groaned, low and deep, and did it again, dragging another soft whimper from my lips.

"Fuck, baby," he breathed, his hands slipping beneath my shirt, pushing it up inch by inch. "I need to feel all of you."

I lifted my arms, letting him strip the fabric away, and the second it was gone, his lips were back on me.

He kissed his way down, slow and teasing, his breath hot against my skin as his tongue flicked over my nipple.

My back arched, a sharp gasp slipping free as he sucked, just hard enough to send a fresh wave of heat pooling between my thighs.

"Yoongi-" I moaned, my fingers slipping into his hair, tugging.

He groaned against my skin, sucking harder, his hands gripping my waist as he took his time worshiping every inch of me.

He switched sides, dragging his teeth over my sensitive skin before soothing it with his tongue, his pace torturously slow.

"You're so fucking perfect," he murmured, his voice husky as he kissed lower, down my stomach, his fingers tracing the curve of my hips. "So soft, so sweet... all mine."

I could barely breathe.

Anticipation coiled tight in my belly as he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my thighs, teasing me, drawing out the ache, making me tremble.

His lips were so close-so fucking close-but he held back just enough to drive me insane, his breath ghosting over my skin, his hands keeping me pinned beneath him.

"Yoongi," I whined, my thighs clenching, desperate for him.

He chuckled, low and rough, his fingers gripping me tighter. "So needy for me," he teased, his lips brushing the sensitive skin right beside where I needed him most. "I love hearing you beg."

"Please," I gasped, my voice barely more than a breath.

He groaned, like the word shattered the last of his restraint, and then-he finally gave me what I wanted.

The first slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue sent a sharp, electric jolt through me.

My back arched off the bed, a gasp catching in my throat as pleasure washed over me in a dizzying wave.

He groaned against me, the vibration sending a fresh surge of heat spiraling through my veins.

"Fuck-" My fingers tightened in his hair, my thighs trembling as he flicked his tongue over me again, his pace excruciatingly slow.

He took his time, tasting me, teasing me, dragging me higher and higher with every slow, deliberate movement.

His tongue circled, flicked, pressed in deep, and every touch sent another pulse of pleasure tightening in my belly.

He was relentless, sucking just hard enough to make my hips jerk, his hands keeping me exactly where he wanted me as he worked me over with devastating precision.

"That's it, baby," he murmured against me, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Let me hear you."

I couldn't hold back. His name spilled from my lips, breathless and desperate, my body rolling into his mouth as he devoured me like he'd never get enough.

My thighs trembled, the pleasure climbing higher, sharper, overwhelming.

"Yoongi-" I gasped, my fingers digging into his scalp, my entire body tightening. "I-fuck-"

He moaned against me, sucking harder, his tongue moving faster, pushing me right to the edge.

My body tensed, my muscles coiling, everything inside me winding so tight I thought I might break.