Chasing Yoongi | M.YG x Reader FF

Chapter 23: Dinner Party Part 2 (Coming Together)

I scrubbed myself up quickly, making sure to wash all of my makeup off. I left my hair up, not wanting to mess with all of the pins that held the curls up. I was done ten minutes later and stepped out, finding a fluffy white towel in the linen closet to my left. I dried myself off, throwing the towel in the hamper and then grabbed the robe hanging inside the closet. It smelled like him, even though it was freshly laundered.

I wrapped it around myself and tied it, choosing not to put my panties or bra back on. I slowly opened the door, finding Yoongi on his bed, leaning back against the black headboard. He sat on top of the sheets; the comforter folded down near the edge of the bed. His dress shirt and socks were off and he was left wearing his black undershirt and slacks. When he saw me he got up and came to me slowly, not taking his eyes off me. When were only inches apart he grabbed me by my waist and kissed me slowly. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

"You are so damn beautiful, Y/N," he said, his lips brushing mine softly. He took my hand and led me over to his bed, turning me so the back of my legs hit the edge of the bed. He looked at me, staring deep into my eyes and softly grasped me by my waist, picking me up and pushing me back. I had to hop up slightly since I was so short, but his hands around my waist helped me, and I managed to make it up and onto the middle of the bed. He laid me down, and then laid down next to me, facing me on his side.

He looked me in the eyes, tracing his thumb over my bottom lip. I took his thumb in my mouth, licking the pad gently. His breath caught as he stopped moving, instead relishing in the feeling of my tongue swirling over the tip of his thumb. He removed his thumb, trailing his index finger down my jaw and neck to the front of the robe where I had it tied. He continued to look at me, and then asked for my permission to open it.

I nodded slowly, giving him permission to unwrap his present. He did so slowly, not taking his eyes off of mine. He undid the tie and pulled the robe open, revealing my naked body. His eyes left mine then, his gaze moving down my body, his lips slightly parting. I started to feel self-conscious, and began to cover myself with my hands.

He stopped me, brushing my hand away from fully covering my breasts. "Don't.... don't Y/N. Don't hide yourself from me. You're so damn beautiful," he whispered, drinking me in. He leaned forward, kissing my lips, chin, neck, and throat, moving lower with each touch of his lips. His left hand moved from the hem of the open robe to softly move across my stomach and up to my left breast and he cupped it as his mouth reached the peak of the right one. I began to squirm under his touch as he suckled my nipple in his mouth, working the other one between his thumb and middle finger. I felt an intense heat and wetness forming between my legs, and I brought my thighs up and together clenching them tightly, relishing in the deliciously good feeling it gave me between my legs. He continued to assault my breasts with his tongue, and I was at that point where I couldn't just lay there anymore.

I turned towards him, reached up with my right hand and gripped his head in my hand, my fingers sinking into his hair. I tugged at his scalp, causing another rumble to come out of him as I looked down, his head tilting back from my grasp but never letting go of the nipple clenched firmly in his mouth. My other hand slid down my body and moved in between my legs, sliding into my wetness. I was soaking wet, and desperately wanting him.

He released my nipple, standing up to remove his undershirt. As he did I was able to see his chest and stomach, and he was so damn sexy. Smooth pale skin over taunt muscles created from hard work, with just a hint of dark hair trailing from his belly button downwards. As he used both hands to grab the button of his pants to undo it his arms flexed, and the muscles of his biceps twitched. The newly dyed blonde hair swept into his eyes as he looked down, unzipping his pants and letting the drop. He was left in only his underwear, and I could see he was fully hard. There was a slight wet spot near the band of his underwear, and I could tell he was as excited as I was. He looked me in the eye, his thumbs hovering on the band of his underwear.