Days went by and no dreams of Yuta. Yet. I knew it was coming which was a matter of time avoiding all communication. I thought I was doing great due to the point of celebrating, but that would be a bit dramatic of me.
Of all days today was the day I was feeling needy–just like that night–that I never knew to have a wet dream.
Don't only guys have that? I was clearly wrong. In this particular day, it was another dream letting the night be dragged in as my eyes fluttered close.
I could tell it was beginning, it's night out, 9 pm and its just me and Yuta. Sitting in the car as it rains down hitting the rooftop.
Million of songs are going on and the mood was set. We talked for hours before things got heated to a point I wanted more, more of his touch it made me scream internally.
How bad I wanted to kiss someone–Not just anyone, but Yuta–it was only him. More of Yuta and wanting myself to rub my fingers through his hair.
His telling me things I haven't thought about and my heart sinks of not wanting to leave his side.
"You know that I'm leaving, right?"
"Yeah, we're all leaving".
"No, I mean after college I'll be moving out the country to work for a long while".
"Oh", I said weakly, "I'm gonna miss you, Yuta", depressingly smiling at the older with hope to never forget him, "Really, miss you", I continued.
"I'm gonna miss you too".
Why was he saying those words like he wanted something to happen tonight as he sits there and I sit on the passenger side.
The soft sounds from a song began to play.
I couldn't help, but notice what I was wearing what I had on in my fantasy of how we played out. Grey joggers and a jean button up shirt with a pink Victoria Secret bra underneath.
You with blue jeans and a grey shirt on top of a unbutton dark blue long sleeve shirt rolled up, eyes piercing through mines I smelled your scent along with your breath smelling of minty gum. My heart began to race as you moved closer to me I could feel my body become overheated, but thanks to the air conditioner in the car that called me off.
I applied myself to melt into my seat laying on seat shoulder resting my head as he reached out his palm to my cheek glazing it softly. I moved into his warmth letting my eyes roll back Yuta pushes my chin to the side raising it up.
Mouth slightly opened he quickly somewhat sucked onto my skin, surprising myself a hitch of a moan left from my throat. Loud moans and tingling chills he left upon me.
Trailing down your chest Yuta unbuttons my shirt laying kisses on my chest and breast rubbing them on top of my layers. Yuta sees through me, he always has with me for holding my cracked voice–oh well he loves to it. Moans. The moans he wanted me to release I couldn't anymore, biting my bottom lip while he left butterfly kisses.
A hitch from my mouth was released from my tongue as he placed his hands under my pink bra. Gasping forward on his shoulder gripped ahold of his neck as I helped him out as well.
"Ah, Fu–wait", moaning them words between his lips, I didn't let him finish.
I didn't know why. Why I had the need to be in control–being needy left sinful the way I wanted him, how I wanted him but thought of ways I could do for him.
Pushing him back, crossing the seat I landed in his lap attacking his lips he unbuttons the rest of my shirt taking it off.
His dark blue long sleeves left as well and I was the only one shirtless grabbing ahold of the handle on the side of the seat pulling it letting the seat fall back.
He stopped removing his shirt also he stares left a mark on me, looking back at him Yuta rubs his fingers through his hair as I sat there admiring his abs and chest that lead him to breathe heavy, the lick of his lips and a swallow down his throat his Adam apple moved from his neck.
"What?", he giggles looking upon me.
The quiet said it all for me going for his neck was the mission feeling his hips move beneath me was a bonus.
"Ugh, damn Y/n", hearing Yuta call my name made me twitch which was a win for me.
Yuta pulled me in closer holding onto my neck and back feeling his hard on.
'Ah, this is just like my fantasy' I thought to myself, pleased with every motion that was affected.
Going down licking his chest I saw his lump in plain sight in his pants–I went to rub it making him moan even louder he cursed out.
The thought of teasing him came about–I did it and I enjoyed it but he wasn't having it.
He stopped me aggressively kissing me–Yuta was clearly distracting me as he slides his hand down into my pants and I gasped. Mouth wide open and eyes completely shut, forehead pressed into each other and my arms placed on the seat shoulders.
"You're completely wet", I hear him say with a snitcher in his voice.
Biting down my lip he started to get me off as my knees set me up over his head and my chest in his face. He enjoyed it laying kisses on the side of my stomach.
I stopped him midway placing my hand on top of his that was under my heat and sat back down into his lap, pushing our foreheads together as I breathe heavy trying to get my words out–my mouth that appears to be dry.
"I want you inside of me", I said scared of my words that rolled off my tongue. Looking up into his eyes he stared back at me.
"I thought I'll never hear you say those words", Yuta said pressing his lips into mines.
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We ended up in the back seat with seats put down and enough room to fill out our desires we had for one another. The top of the had a window to look up at the moon shining in on us and we laid down in motion of our bodies moving together as we're one.
Breathing together, kissing each other, and holding onto one another something that was once hot and steamy was now passionate and intense Yuta and I came together with our moans hitting an high notch.
The dream was over and the thought of having a wet dream was all on my mind.
Would I ever confess to him about these dreams or just fantasies until it stop its self.
