It's been a long day alone. Jimin left you silently, early in the morning along with the others. Since they had the day off yesterday, they have very full days for the next week.
It makes sense really, they do have a comeback, coming soon, and they have to get everything polished for the world to see. Luckily having been with EXO before this was fairly routine for you, only now you get to see the exhaustion and aftermath when they get home, instead of at the studio.
Between hours long dance practices and hyper focusing on writing, scoring, and recording you expect them to come home very VERY hungry. With your time alone you go to the grocery store and pick up lots of meat to restock the fridge and for tonight's dinner.
Hopefully it will be enough to satisfy the hungry army of 7.
GROUP CHAT
Me: What time do you think you guys will be home
Hoseok: probably 30-45 minutes. I want us to run through each dance at least 2 more times.
Me: okay, dinner will be ready for you when you get home.
Jin: Ooo what's for dinner?
Me: japchae, samgyeopsal, kimchi fried rice, and watermelon. I think we still have some drinks from last night but the ice cream is gone.
Tae: I'm so hungry, but Hobi hyung is being a mean teacher today :😭
Me: Aw I'm sorry baby, hang in there, be strong for me 😘
Dinner is finishing simmering when they walk through the door into the kitchen. You're greeted with many kisses and sweaty hugs, but you've had sex with all of them so that's nothing new.
They thank you extraneously and fill their bowls with healthy portions of food. The dinner table is utterly silent except for the scraping of spoons and chopsticks against empty bowls.
It's a good thing you got your own food quickly, because they get up one by one for seconds and in Jungkook's case thirds.
"How can you guys manage to keep such amazing bodies, and eat like an entire week's worth of food in a single sitting?"
"Lots of dancing," Jimin mumbles over a mouth full of pork.
"Well yea logically it makes sense but still...you're all just so... hot" They chuckle
"Thanks noona, you're pretty hot yourself," you blush dropping your eyes into your bowl on the table in front of you.
"You're more than that kitten," Namjoon says reaching over the table to lift your chin to look at all of them.
Their sweet sleepy eye smiles warm your heart.
"FUck!" Yoongi shouts making the rest of you jump. "Sorry, they want me to do a live tonight."
The table groans.
"What like a Vlive?" You ask, "Don't they know you guys are so worn out?"
"Yea," Yoongi grumbles rubbing his eyes, "Guess it's time for coffee,"
You clean up the kitchen with Jimin and Hoseok help, while Yoongi downs a few shots of espresso.
Once the guys go to bed you stay up with Yoongi until he is awake enough to be on camera. The way his eyes get dark, and how his hands run through his fringe, it makes you feel things you shouldn't. The veins in his arms and hands are extra prominent from a full day of working out. His coffee stained lips are so soft against his pale skin, all you want to do is kiss them.
"OOOkay, here I go," He stands up stretching. The hem of his shirt raises with his arms teasing the top of his boxers sticking out of his tight jeans.
"Get a grip y/n," You scold yourself, "He has to go to work. Wish he could work on me... What?! No, fuck! control yourself. Stop being so goddamn thirsty!"
Yoongi pulls an armchair into the corner of the family room, setting up his phone on a table in front of him.
"Annyeong, it's really late but it's been a while since I talked to-" Yoongi's voice fades into the background as you head up to your room.
Impulsively you open up the link to watch his live.
God he's so pretty.
Messy black hair, half lidded eyes, sweet gummy smile.
"Well you guys know we are getting ready for a comeback, i'm really excited for it. I really think it's going to be the best album so far."
He licks his lips unconsciously, making yours and near 2 million hearts explode.
"Where is Taehyung?" His eyes squint reading comments, "Hes asleep right now, this is my live. Everyone is asleep except me so don't worry about them right now okay?"
You type in a comment hoping to catch his eye.
"Will you finally show us your abs this time?" He reads your comment blushing with the cute gummy smile. "Ahh! Maybe... you'll just have to wait and see."
Unable to control yourself any longer you change into a very slinky dress with only a sleek black thong underneath. A pair of black pumps, and a choker complete the outfit,
Making sure he is still on the live you walk yourself downstairs, only putting on your heels when you reach the middle of the kitchen to make less noise.
You saunter into the family room, catching the corner of his eye. He looks up letting his mouth fall open slightly.
Smirking slightly you shrug like it's no big deal, turning your attention to the comments on his live.
"What are you staring at?"
"Oppa who's there?"
"Well? Tell them." You mouth.
"Ah it was just Hoseok-ah getting a snack, he asked if I wanted any-" He chokes as you start raising the hem of your skirt higher and higher.
You roll your finger over in the air telling him to keep going.
"No but.....as I was saying, this album is one ARMYs have been w-wanting, for a while- " he clears his throat looking at you again.
At this point the dress is up around your waist and you've bent over the arm of the chair arching your back seductively.
"Shit," He breathes fumbling with a pen he was fidgeting with. "Sorry, didn't mean to swear!"
"Oppa," You breathe barely loud enough for even yourself to hear. But Yoongi certainly heard.
He shifts in the chair uncomfortably tugging at the legs of his jeans as you stand back up. Words fail him in the flustered state.
Slowly inch by inch the dress comes higher until it's over your head and on the floor.
Yoongi's mouth is at a full gape before he can catch himself.
Clearing his throat quickly, he tries to push the image of you almost naked out of his mind enough to make conscious thoughts.
"Okay clearly I'm too sleepy to think, so I'm gonna say good night," He yawns fakely, "Good night ARMY!!! Love you!!"
He turns off the live and stares at you, eyes dark and sinful.
"Babygirl, what do you think you're doing?"
"Oh me? ...nothing." You say cutely leaning on the table, using your arms to press your breasts out enticing him even more.
Standing up, Yoongi towers over you, just daring you to take one more step out of line.
"I'm just watching you do a live.. Oppa," Yoongi growls under his breath at your leap over the line.
His hand comes up to your jaw so quickly it makes your head spin.
"I was working babygirl, you can't distract me like that when we are live." The grip on your face tells you he's worked up, but that's exactly what you wanted.
"Sorry oppa," You blow him a cheeky kiss.
Keeping a steady grip on your chin, Yoongi comes out from behind the desk, eyes boring into yours. He guides slowly, pushing you until your back touches the wall.
"I haven't fucked you since before we left for Croatia, and you really want to make me upset? And calling me oppa on top of that when you know what that does to me? You should have thought about it more before starting something you couldn't finish"
Fuck, that's right, he must be so pent up.
"I can finish it Oppa," You bite your lip reaching out a hand to palm his tight jeans.
His hands find your wrist roughly pinning them to the wall over your head. Your chest rises and falls coursing with anticipation.
"I'm afraid that's not up to you anymore babygirl" You shiver, his words would strike fear in any sane person, but you're too horny to care. "Knees."
You drop to your knees, but Yoongi doesn't let go of your wrists, instead shifting them into one hand. His fingers undo his button and zipper deftly, pushing them down to his knees with his boxers. His cock jumps out at you nearly hitting your cheek.
"Open up," You obey immediately, opening up your mouth to take him in.
Curses cascade from his lips, as his cock slowly slides between yours. You let him go as far as he wants, in this case it is as far as balls deep. You gag fighting back the tears until he pulls back out. He continues this way for a few more slow thrusts before pulling all the way out drawing silver strings of spit from your lips.
You look up at him expectantly. Half of you wishes he would let your hands free so you could touch him, the other half is enjoying being in utter submission maybe a little too much.
"What's your safeword?"
"Pineapple"
"Okay, if you need to use it, do. If you can't speak, wave your hands back and forth. Okay?"
"Okay... Oppa?"
"Yes?"
"I want you to use me." You give yourself over fully, without any second thought. You trust Yoongi to not hurt you.
Opening your mouth again, you stick your tongue out, looking up into Yoongi's eyes. The sight makes him groan.
Each thrust is strong and pounds on the back of your throat. Spit coats him and runs down your chin. Your eyes water and at times it seems like you might even cry, but you fight it back, enjoying the view too much. Yoongi bent over you, watching intently as his cock rub your lips raw.
The occasional 'fuck' perforates his moans, and causes yours. It gives you so much pleasure to see him enjoying your mouth so much.
Letting go of your hands, Yoongi leans into the wall, slowing his thrusts to let you work your own magic. You pump your hands along the shaft, steadily sucking and bobbing your head around the tip until his breath shudders.
"Fuck"
"Are you going to cum oppa?" You lick your lips, looking into his eyes.
"God yes baby girl-ah" His hips jut forward," where do you want it?"
"Anywhere you want," You don't let him answer, going back down on him quickly.
You suck him in carnally, satisfying your own pleasure in the process. Having Yoongi down your throat makes you feel like you're dizzy in the best way possible.
Gathering the last bit of strength Yoongi pulls you off of him telling you to settle onto your heels. He strokes himself quickly and groans seeing you stick out your tongue, mouth wide open.
Cum shoots out onto your face and chest running down into your cleavage and onto your stomach. You wipe your face clean with your fingers and lick it off with a smile.
Yoongi looks shell shocked at the very least. He's pulled his pants back up but made no attempt to secure them there before sitting down on the couch. His eyes stare far into the wall.
"Oh my god..."
"Yoongi are you okay?"
He just holds his arms out to you like those cats that ask to be picked up.
"I'm covered in cum, I don't think you want to hug me just yet." You say surveying the ever trickling mess.
"I don't care, I need to hold you right now... Please."
You sit on the couch with him,and are immediately pulled into a tight hug.
'Yoongi, are you okay?" You pull away grabbing his face. His dark eyes are sweet and dewy.
"Oh my god" His pink lips draw your eyes again. "Did I hurt you at all?"
"No baby not at all. Why do you ask that? I had a lot of fun,"
"I just know I was really going for it.... Really roughly."
"I know you don't, I'm never afraid of you," Your fingers stroke his hair gently. "Its okay."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too, so much Yoongi. Now let's get you to bed, you need to rest."
You pick up the dress off of the floor but a pair of hands finds your hips as you are bent over.
"You need to go to bed Yoongi, I can see how tired you are." You slink the dress back on and grab his hand.
Pulling him after you, you take him up to his dark bedroom. As he gets ready for bed you go to your own room to wash off your makeup, and cum, and to change into pajamas.
When you go back to Yoongi's room you find him thoroughly passed out, clothes on, on top of his sheets. He must have spent the last of his remaining energy on fucking your face. It is your fault to be fair, but you can't help but giggle at the grown man being so tired out.
You slide into bed beside him and pull the covers up to your neck. Yoongi doesn't stir at all through the movement in bed.
"Good morning," You yawn plodding your way into the kitchen for coffee.
You had woken up before Yoongi this morning and planned on making coffee for everyone, but Jin beat you to it.
"Morning princess, sleep well?"
"Yea mostly," The dark brew wafts up to yo, waking you up, as you pour your mug.
"Oh, why only mostly?" You add milk and sugar.
"Yoongi kept tossing and turning, all night,"
"Aw im sorry," Jin tucks your messy hair behind your ear. It's so early you haven't even brushed it.