"I love you." And there it was.. It fell from my lips faster than the second time he'd made me cum in the last hour of our love making. He was behind me, thrusting into me, holding me so close to himself. Each thrust was slow and followed along with passionate kisses. He caressed my face and licked at my lips before kissing me again.
"I love you so fucking much, pet. Ah... shit.." He thrusted a little harder and we came together as the rain continued to pelt down on the roof of the tent. I loved him so much too. I could feel his love for me in his touch and his kiss. I could feel how much he wanted me in his life.
He pulled away and I saw the concern in his eyes. "Are you okay, pet?"
I smiled and nodded. "I'm fine." He kissed me again and I felt the warmth of his love for me.
"I'm glad to hear that, pet. I love you." He repeated, I smiled and nodded.
"I love you too." I replied, only a little hesitant. Suddenly I felt his hand wrap around my own. I looked down to see that he was holding my hand. I didn't know what to make of it.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
"I was wondering if you regret saying you loved me."
He smiled softly. "No, I don't regret it. I meant it when I said it. Even the first time." I didn't know what to say, what to think. Here he was confessing and I worried he didn't mean any of it. We spent a while just laying there, listening to the raindrops as they lightened finally. Yoongi cleaned us up some and climbed out of the bed to grab us some drinks.
"Hot cocoa?" He grinned, still naked and enjoying the warmth coming from the portable heater and the wood stove.
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"Yes please." I replied with a smile. He brought the drinks back and we both sat up, me with my back against his chest. We sipped our drinks quietly, just enjoying the moment.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked him quietly.
"I was just thinking about how much I love you." He replied, his voice just as quiet as mine.
I smiled and leaned my head back against his chest. "I love you too." The more we said it to one another the more real and less awkward it seemed to be.
"You don't think it's too early to say that to each other though... Do you?" I asked him.
"I wouldn't have said it if I did. I believe there are people in the world who can feel love for someone within five minutes of meeting someone. I also believe there are people who take years to feel love for someone. For me, it depends on the person. You are the first one to make me feel the way I do to this extent. I also don't fall for someone as quickly. You're trouble with a capital T, but you're my kind of trouble." He grinned, kissing my forehead before setting both our drinks aside. He wrapped his arms around me,pulling me up as close as he could to himself. We sat there together as he gently swayed us side to side.
"I don't want you to doubt this, to doubt us." He said softly after a bit.
"I don't.. If you say you really meant it, every time. Then I'm more than satisfied." I replied. The rain changed to snow by nightfall. Yoongi and I were dressed and took a walk as the snow started to collect on the ground. We didn't stay out long as it was getting too cold to be out walking much. As he had set the rules, once back in the tent, I was naked and wrapped in covers as I warmed up.
"After dinner, I thought you could listen to this song I've been working on. I want your honest opinion, no bullshitting." Yoongi said as he handed me a plate of pork neck with kimchi fried rice.We talked a little as we ate. Yoongi then pulled out his laptop and pulled up the song he'd been working on.
"It's not fully done, this is just a demo. Here.." he said as he turned the volume up. He then played for me..I sat there, my mind racing with all sorts of possibilities of what the song sounds like. Finally his voice came through behind a mellow beat and a soft string instrument, a violin, maybe a cello too. The emotion in his voice was getting to me, I sat back and let out a pleased squeak and then he sang the chorus- 'And I can't stop the feeling, this feeling only you can give to me'. I smiled and he smiled back as the song played on. when the music stopped I didn't move from my spot, instead I sat and stared at him. He looked at me with that same look of adoration that I often gave him. I felt his lips brush against mine and his tongue, tasting, touching, sliding into my mouth, kissing me as if he could never get enough of me, I kissed him back with just as much passion.
"I can't ever seem to get enough of you." He smirked. He leaned in to take me with his mouth again and I let him, letting him kiss me like this... as though we were a couple of newly weds who couldn't keep their hands off one another. It wasn't long before I could no longer hold back, my body was trembling, wanting to feel him against me and in me so badly I thought I might pass out, and my mind was filled with only him. The way he pressed his body against my own and the way he ran and his hands through my hair, it all felt so good. I opened my legs as he wrapped his arms under me and pulled me up into his lap on the bed. I reached between us, taking him in my hand as I guided him into me, feeling him inside me , stretching me with his size as I was pulling him closer, sliding down onto him. And it felt good, too good for anything else to enter my mind.
I felt him pull me closer and closer to his chest. When he finally pulled me against him I didn't want to move, but he did and we both knew that we would have to, it felt too good not to move. My hands went to his waist, pulling his shirt up over his head and tossing it behind me. Our breathing was heavy, panting as we looked into each other's eyes . I could feel the heat rising, his breathing even heavier, as my heart pounded in my chest as the feeling of him filling me was overwhelming. He grabbed my hands and held them behind my back with one hand. He leaned back on the bedding and thrust into me hard. I was in heaven, this man, who was so much more than I'd ever thought he would be. The feeling was indescribable, so intense. We were so connected, our bodies moving as one. This is what I needed most in the world, these feelings only he could ignite.
"Fuck... how are you so perfect for me, how does your body take me so fucking well." He wasn't asking, he was just letting me know I was made for him, and maybe I was... I sure wanted to believe it.
"Same... I... ah, Yoongi... please.. More.." I was panting, hard. I couldn't focus, everything was so blissful. I whined when he lifted me off of him, withdrawing him from me and leaving me wanting more.
"Hands and knees pet." He spoke huskily, desire still raging through him as he moved so I could get into the position he desired. I quickly lowered my top half against the soft bedding. He entered me from behind with a smack to my ass that made me gasp. He gathered my hair into one hand and gently tugged back as he pounded into me.
The moans spilled from my lips as he continued this assault of rapid and sharp but powerful thrusting.
It didn't take long for that intense feeling to return. He seemed to be feeling it too as his thrusts became rougher, he pulled my hair back a bit more.
"Mine." He roughly spoke.
"Y-yes." I panted out in reply.
"Say it... say it, pet." He demanded.
"I...I'm yours... yours." I breathed out roughly. My words made him moan and slap my ass as he pounded into me a little faster.
"That's it pet, all mine... just mine." He panted.
"Yes... yes Yoong-Ah!" The feeling became too much and I came undone around him. He grunted and slammed into me once more, holding himself deep inside of me as he spilled into me. Both of us were unable to stop the lewd sounds coming from our mouths.
"I love you." He spoke as he pulled out of me and pulled me to him as he fell beside me on the bedding. He kissed me softly and I kissed him back.
"I love you too." I smiled and breathed heavily, cuddling close to him as we lay there together.
"Move in with me." He said out of nowhere.
"What?" I giggled in response.
"You heard me, move in with me." He repeated.
"Is that post nut clarity hitting you a little hard right now?" I laugh out. He laughs and kisses me.
"I'm serious, Piper.. Move in with me." He says again.
"I.... are you sure?" I ask.
"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it." He once more clarifies.
"Alright." I reply without thinking.
"Good. When we head back, you'll go pack some things and we'll head home." He says. I smile and snuggle more against him. For the rest of our little camping weekend, we continue this cycle of him fucking me stupid and us making slow passionate love. Maybe he does really love me, maybe this is a relationship like that.... Or maybe it's not. I can't be sure yet. The only thing I am sure of, is I would do anything for him. I know I love being with him, he's a drug.. My own personally made drug that affects me more than anything else.
"So.... you're just moving in with him now?" Liz asks as I pack some things in a hurry.
"Yeah, is it a problem?" I ask.
"Other than it probably being a little soon to be moving in with this guy? Nope, not at all." She replies.
"You're one to talk." I shoot back at her, the look of shock on her face tells me she didn't expect that from me. "I've been working with my boyfriend for a lot longer than you've even known this Yoongi guy. I asked you if it was okay that he move in, you said yes. Now you think it was too soon for me to make that choice? You've known this guy even less... what do you actually know about him? Have you met his friends, his family?" Liz flings question after question at me. "I have met the people who matter to him, we're moving in together Liz, not getting married. He might have strict parents who don't share his beliefs or.. His lifestyle." I replied, shoving my bathroom products into my tote for bathroom stuff. "That's another thing that concerns me.... I get being kinky but... you've come home with marks on your wrists and your legs... like.. I don't want to say it but, are you sure you're okay?" She questioned again."Are you seriously asking if he's forced me into anything? Or are you trying to jump to the 'abusive asshole' accusations?" I asked in return, bothered more by the fact that she suddenly is worried, and I didn't know what the hell would make her ask these things or think these things were possible with Yoongi."I just have some concerns. At least give it a week or two more?" She pleaded. "I'm sorry.... But this is something I want. I love him, and I'm moving in with him. You don't have to like it or approved of it. I'm an adult and you're certainly not my parent. Have a good night Liz." I said before rushing out the door and heading down to a waiting Yoongi. We didn't talk, he could tell something was bothering me but he also knew I wanted some breathing room. I don't like arguing with Liz, but the fact she could think horrible things makes me feel like she thinks very little of me or my judgment in men.... Sure, I haven't had the best track record with guys... but Yoongi's different and I hate that she can't see that.