Most of you know, that I highly dislike reading or writing smut. But I decided to try writing it after a bet with my friend and I was made. (I'm a daredevil at times, and when it comes to bets, dares, or anything like that, I'M WINNING) Anyways, I showed this to my friend and apparently it was too good. (Her words, not mine) Then I showed it to a dear friend of mine, @sarahdarwish and she gave me the idea of posting it.
So here is my story. Keep in mind, that this is my first story like this.
"What is it?" Yoongi looked down deciding to focus on the floor, "I've told you before how I feel about you. That you mean everything to me. That just the thought of you, brings me the greatest joy. I've told you that if I lose you, my heart would slowly start beating ever so slowly. But... I've never heard you say what you feel about me. I know that it might make you uncomfortable, but I really want to know." I smiled and patted the spot on the bed next to me, "Well I guess it is time for me to confess, huh? Come lay down next to me!" He comes and lays down next to me. He then proceeds to pull me closer to his already warm body. Using his right hand to keep his head up, he places his left hand to rest over my stomach. I took his rather big hand in my hands and started playing around with his fingers. I took a deep breath, and I looked at him. "Whatever i say, do not interrupt me. When we first met in the library, I honestly just wanted you all out of there. I was originally terrified of guys because of what happened with my ex. And being with 7 of you in a small space was not exactly comfortable. But then you had things that we needed, and we had things you needed. So we went back. Again I was very uncomfortable, but I had things to do so I pushed it out of my mind. Anyways, I was then told to do your makeup. I immediately wanted to run, but I decided to stick around. So I started to do your makeup, and then we talked. And talked. And talked. Until it was time for you to go on stage and for me to go back to my seat. But then I dropped my phone. The next day, in my phone were 243 photos of you. To this day, they still exist. I remember how fast my heart started beating when I would see a photo of you. Then I realized that I was starting to fall for you. I didn't want to, but I loved the feeling of my heart racing when you were around. I love the feeling of your skin against me even if it's just holding my hand or you kissing me. I love these butterflies you give me. I've never felt this way, and honestly it's great. I don't ever want these feelings to leave. Every feeling that coursed through my entire body, proves to me that what we have is real. They say it takes time to really fall in love, but in that moment in the dressing room... I found myself falling for you instantly. So now, my feelings are all the same. I'm in love with you Mint Yoongi." Yoongi squeezes my hands, his smile reaching from ear to ear. His gummy smile that I love so much. He lets go of my hands and moves to place his hand on the side of my waist pulling me even closer, even though our bodies were already touching. I went on my side to completely face him. He brought up his hand from my waist and traced it down from my nose to my lips. His finger travelled down my neck, and to the side of my shoulder. Even then, he didn't stop. His finger went down to the side of my hips, leaving the tingling feeling on my features that he touched. He placed his hand on my hips, which moved under my shirt. The tingles from his hand on my body, got me wanting more. His eyes noticed my slight flusterness and how my body reacted to his touch. He smirked and started moving his hand up and down my body, sending me into a frenzy. "You're going to be introduced to a couple of new feelings tonight. If you let me." He whispered, his raspy voice, not helping the feelings dwelling on the inside of me. Not being able to find my voice, I nodded slightly and his smirk grew even bigger. He brought his lips closer to mine, and stopped midway trying to tease me. The impatient feeling in me, had me moving my face closer to his and our lips touched. The familiar sparks of his lips on mine, quickly escalated into something I've never felt before. I want- no, I need more of him. His hand slowly traveled up the side of my body and stopped right at my clothed breast. I squealed into his hot mouth as I felt him squeeze my breast. If he's going to tease me.. why not tease him back? I grab his hand and intertwine our hands. Feeling the feeling of dominance course through me, I quickly get on top of Yoongi. His facial expression seemed cocky yet surprised as he reached with his other hand to touch me. Quickly intercepting his hand, with my own, I held it. Taking everything that I've accidentally seen and read, I put it into action. I place his hands on my waist. Even though we're clothed, I start rocking my hips back and forth. Yoongi bites his lip, and before I know it, I could feel his member right under me. A single moan escapes from his mouth as his eyes start to close. With the realization of me having him in the palm of my head, I grab his hands once more and place them over his head at the same time, I move my body towards him. My lips touching his and his tongue wastes no time to explore my mouth, very very hungrily. His hands started wiggling under my touch and I took it as the time to start my plan. In a fast pace, I was off of him and walking towards the light switch. Standing by the light switch, I saw Yoongi laying down without moving. He slowly realizes what happens and he sits up, making eye contact with me. His facial expressions showing confusion and anger as he realizes that he got played. Getting off the bed, he was quick to take his shirt off and paced towards me. I turned off the light and ran away. However, I burst out laughing and he found me. His tensed arms wrapped around me and he quickly carried me to the bed. Once on the bed, he made it his priority to stay on top. Only problem was, both of us like being dominant. His hands removed my shirt, and then unclipped my bra. After that, he gripped my breast, and started massaging it. My back arched and he watched my reaction very closely; my eyes closed and my lip biting. Seeing my reactions, gave him satisfaction. But he wanted more. He brought his body closer to mine, and latched his lips onto me. His hand traveled on my exposed body, down to my shorts. In a swift movement, he removed my shorts and threw them to the side. His lips went up to my forehead, then to my closed eyes, to my nose, to my cheeks, and finally to my lips. His lips trailed down my neck, leaving wet kisses here and there. Those lips of his kept travelling down my body, until they reached my thighs. 'Show me what that rapper tongue can do,' I thought. His hands went on either side of my underwear and he pulled it off. I looked down on him, and we made eye contact. I quickly looked away, but looked back when my name escaped his voice, "I'll make you feel beautiful," he said. The nervousness melted away and I found myself nodding. He lowered his head to my region, and his tongue entered me. He flipped his tongue here and there, sending electrical shocks up my body. Every flick of his rapper tongue was enough to send me on a frenzy in ecstasy. My back arched and I unintentionally tried to move closer to him and his expert of a tongue. As I moved, he looked up and he looked at my reactions once more. Moans escaping my lips, back arched, eyes closed, hands gripping the sheets, and my wiggling figure. He now realizes, that he has me tied to his finger just as much as I have him wrapped around my own finger. A wave of much more needing, courses throughout his entire body. The feeling of wanting to see what other reactions I have, gave him the will of wanting to move on to the guilty pleasure of both of us. He removed his face and I suddenly felt cold when his body wasn't touching me. I opened my eyes and saw that he was laying down towards me as he started taking off his pants. Moving next to him, I kissed his neck, enjoying how his body quivered under my lips. He removed his pants, and sat me on top of him. Both still sitting up, I placed my left hand on the side of his neck, and brought my lips closer to his pulsating skin. I started sucking and biting anywhere and everywhere getting numerous reactions from him whether it'd be moaning or shaking slightly. "Get on with it.." he whispered, his voice barely audible over his heavy breaths. "Please.." he pleaded. I pushed him down, and once more, the dominant feeling washed over me. I smirked above him, and a single word escaped my lips, "Beg." He didn't even resist as his breathy begs escaped his mouths. "Please. I need you right now Y/N." "Stop teasing me with that body of yours, and just do it already Y/N!" My name coming out in every single one of them. Biting my lip once more, I sat right on top of his bulging member. Slowly, his member went inside me, and moans escaped both of our lips. His hands went on both sides of my waist and he helped adjusting me to a comfortable position for the both of us, I started riding him slowly. It then escalated, faster and faster. Feeling my climax reaching me, I made a even stronger thrusts to end this with. He released his juices and I followed shortly after him. After the mixing of the orgasms, I fell to the side. Our sweating bodies and unaligned breaths, made us realize that what just happened was not a dream. What we have just done, wasn't fucking either. We just made love. Yoongi wrapped his arms around my figure, and kissed my forehead. "I love you so f*ing much." I smiled at him in the dim lighting of the room, "I love you too, my love." We fell asleep in each others arms.