Crazy With Love | M.Y.G FF ✔

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"All I'm saying is... you don't have to be THAT loud early in the morning." I expressed my concern to Liz.

"It's not every morning..." She tried to defend.

"It's nearly every morning and I don't need to wake up to you screaming 'OH YES JUN, RIGHT THERE, FUCK.. TAKE THIS PUSSY, TAKE IT!' at the top of your lungs." I mocked the very words I'd heard her say almost every morning.
"Between that and him Screaming for you to use his dick like a porn star... I'm pretty sure I'm going to need therapy." I added, Deji was dying of laughter and Liz was grinning.

"Look, the sex is great okay. When you have great sex, it's hard to keep quiet... even harder to keep lewd things from coming out of your mouth." She retorted.

"I get that, I just request maybe waiting till I leave for work... I'll leave early from now on, okay?" I tried to compromise.

"Alright, fine." Liz agreed.

"Look at it this way, at least Piper brought this up to you and didn't just invite Yoongi over to annoy you with how loud they are." Deji giggled as she spoke, she was enjoying our conversation over Sunday brunch. I shook my head but chuckled a bit.

"Speaking of, no weekend hump fest with the long haired hottie?" Liz asked.

"No, he's pretty busy this weekend, and this week with some new pop artist to the label. He's trying to get to know them and see if he has anything for music that would be good for their style. It takes time, so he'll be busy for a bit." I replied, thinking of how I missed him, but I was happy with the good morning and good night texts, as well as the random check-ins.
"He texts me though, once he's finished I'll be right back over there for weekend get-aways." I grinned, thinking of all the fun stuff we'd tried. In recent weeks... like wax play, He liked dripping hot wax over my nipples and peeling it off slowly, that mixed with the ice cube he'd rub on my clit made for some intense and interesting stimulation.
He'd also introduced me to some fabric or sensory play. I really enjoyed the feeling of silk against my body, Yoongi made a mental note and got me some silk restraints. He was so thoughtful. We also found out my possible fetish for his hands... was very much a thing, I learned the actual name for it- Quirofilia, I was rewarded with lots of touching from Yoongi's strong sexy hands.
Everything was going so damn good over the last month, since I became his official submissive... no more trials, I passed that. I wore what he instructed, ate what he instructed, all of that, and I liked it.

"You look like shit this morning." Courtny teased as I walked into work on Monday morning."I didn't sleep well... and waking up at 4am to the screams of your housemate's having sex is a bit... well... not good for sleep." I grumbled, too tired to even look up at her and her usual smiling face. "I thought you were going to talk to them about that?" She asked. "I did... they said okay... but nothing has changed." I grumbled again, going into the back room to get a coffee and get to work. I had already let Yoongi know I was here, but he hadn't gotten back to me yet. I grabbed a coffee and a bottle of water, sat down at my desk and got right to work translating what I'd been given. At noon, Egg Toast sandwiches were delivered with sweet potato snacks, side salads and fruit cups. I grabbed a fruit cup to enjoy with the sandwich and checked my phone... only a message from Deji and one from Liz apologizing for being so loud this morning. I didn't get a message from Yoongi at all till about 4:34pm. Mr.Min: Been a busy day and I'll be staying late. Stay late with me.It seemed like a simple command, and it was indeed a command. Me: Yes, Sir.Mr.Min: Good girl7:30 dinner will be delivered, bring it to my office.Me: Understood, Sir.I ended the message and smiled. I'd have to get used to him being busy... he was an important man after all. After everyone left for the evening at 6pm, I hung around. Waiting on the food to arrive I decided to freshen up and quickly brush through my hair, spritz a little lightly scented body spray on myself and fix my lipstick. I made it out front in time to get the buzzer for the food delivery, the guy dropped it off at the front desk and parted after bowing a few times in thanks. I smiled and waved him off, back to the elevators before I grabbed the bag and hurried down the hall to Yoongi's office.Knocking twice, I entered when I heard his raspy voice. "It's open, pet." He called in response. I opened the door and made my way inside, slipping my heels off and panties off at the door and leaving my panties in the decorative bowl on top of the table by the door. This was the new routine for lunch or if he stayed till dinner. I made my way over to him as he sat on his couch. I sat next to him and placed the bag down as he cleared the coffee table, allowing me to put our dinner on the smooth top, the steam fogging up the glass top. "I ordered lamb skewers for us, and got us both the bulgogi meals with veggies, rice, and mandu on the side." He said, opening the containers and handing me one of the sets of chopsticks. We ate, while he read over some things. I knew he was technically still working, so I didn't want to talk too much and bother him. I watched him at work, and I cleaned up for him after we were both done eating. Once in a while he'd glance at me, this impatience in his eyes but it wouldn't last and he'd be right back to being focused. It was around 10pm when he finally took a brief break. He got up and vented to me a little bit- "I've worked with plenty of picky artists before but this one.... She wants my opinion, she doesn't seem to like flashy things unless it suits her song. She's... puzzling. But she also wants to work all the time." As he spoke his phone was buzzing. Yoongi sighed and took the call. "Yes?" He started to pace as the other person was speaking, he'd hum here and there. "This weekend? Why not next week? We'll have more-" He paused and started to rub his forehead with his free hand. "Fine... fine... Alright, 8am. See you then." He grumbled, tapping his phone and coming back over the couch to sit down. He leaned back, both palms of his hands pressed against his forehead as he had his head tilted back. He was stressed, tired, and irritated. I climbed into his lap and started to unbutton my blouse, sliding it over my shoulders as I leaned against him and kissed his neck. He chuckled a bit and moaned when I nibbled on the spot right below his ear. He tossed his phone down onto the coffee table and lifted me up as he stood up from the couch. I wrapped my legs securely around him as his lips latched onto mine, our kisses were frantic, desperate... He walked me over to his desk and with one hand wiped the top of it off, the items scattered on it fling off in various directions and fall onto the floor around his desk. He hiked my skirt up and set my bare ass onto the edge of his desk as he undid his belt, his lips leaving mine to undo his pants as fast as he could. Once his pants dropped slightly and he pulled himself out of his boxers, he spread my legs and thrusted into me. I was wet already so he was met with no resistance. He pounded into me, his hand coming up and gently gripping my throat as he kissed me roughly, biting at my lip as we parted each time we needed to breathe. Both of us sucking in air and panting. He was being rough at first, then he slowed and slid out of me. "Too beautiful." He muttered as he kissed me before turning me around and laying me over his desk. His phone was buzzing again and he growled in frustration, refusing to answer it, he shoved it off his desk and slid back into me from behind. If I thought he had been rough before, I was saying it prematurely... this time Yoongi entangled his hand into my hair and pulled my head back slightly as he fucked me roughly from behind. His movements were sharp with power in each thrust.He kept muttering, things I couldn't understand, mostly because even though he was being rough, it felt good so good a came undone around him twice before his grunted and sloppily thrusted into me, emptying himself inside of me. As he slid out, both of us huffing and panting erratically... that's when my brain decided it was time to work... decided it was time to assess what just happened. Yoongi was patient... but after that phone call he was frustrated and impatient. So much so.. That he was more rough with me, less talking... more mumbling from him. My brain suddenly determined that in those moments here... on this desk of his, I wasn't the one Yoongi was fucking with that power. The tears started to fill up my eyes as I laid there. Yoongi had disappeared and came back, he cleaned me off with a washcloth from the attached bathroom and he flipped my skirt back down. "I'll... I'll drive you home when you're ready." He said, almost like he was confirming my fear in that moment. But maybe I was jumping to conclusions. The car ride home was mostly silent, just his phone still buzzing. He finally answered it and nearly growled into the phone."What?!" He raised his voice as he answered, this wasn't something I wasn't used to from him. We were at a stop light, near my apartment. He let out a sigh and hummed. "I'll be there, don't do anything dumb." He said, I caught the words and looked at him curiously. He tapped his phone and tucked it into his pocket before the light turned green. As he drove, he ran his hand over my hair, like he was petting me. "Sorry about cutting our night short, pet. I have to take care of something." He said. "Is everything okay?" I asked. He smiled as he parked out front of my apartment building. "Everything is alright, pet. Get inside where it's warm, the sooner I take care of this... the sooner we can spend time together again." He said with a soft smile. I smiled back at him and nodded, even though something told me there was something going on.... But I didn't know if it was bad, it didn't feel bad.Yoongi leaned over and gave me a soft kiss, then reached over and opened my door for me. I unbuckled myself and got out, closing the door and waving goodnight as he began to pull away. Usually he'd wait till I was inside, but it was very late and he got a call from someone who needed him... maybe it was Namjoon.~~~~~~~~"Nothing can compare to mint chocolate chip being sucked off your nipples." Courtney said, making me laugh as we went shopping on Saturday. "Wait, I thought Namjoon hates mint Chocolate in general?" I asked, laughing at the sudden smug expression on her face."He might be the Sir, but I'm a brat, and I have my ways of getting what I want." She grinned, giggling a little. "You're so bad." I laughed at her."Yes, so bad that I think Daddy Joon should punish me... in public.." Courtney giggled and smirked. I shook my head at her while still laughing. Her phone suddenly buzzed."Oh, speaking of my sexy Dom." She grinned and answered her phone."Hello Daddy." She giggled. I could only hear a male voice clear his throat and knew her words had affected him. I held back a giggle of my own. "Mhm..." He said before her face contorted weirdly. "Okay But... that's... well why?" There was irritation in her voice now, and she huffed a bit. Namjoon had said something, I was busy walking and paying attention to where we were walking to really hear what was being said. She suddenly was mumbling something and huffing again. She hung up and hooked her arm with mine."Come on, we need to do some top of the line shopping, and we're using Joonie's card." She said, irritated still. "Uh oh, someone in the dog-house?" I asked with a giggle, apparently not reading her expressions right. "Yeah, you could say that. This weekend is going to be us, just you and me. Stay at my place?" She asked with a pout. "But you live with Joonie now, right? Won't that be weird?" I asked her. "I don't give a flying fuck, and he's sleeping on the couch this weekend." She smiled and dragged me into a few luxury brand stores and pulled me right back to the lingerie. Everything looked so elegant and sexy and soft... or smooth, I thought as I eyed a PVC top and harness set. I tugged on the price tag, turning it over to read the number.... A number I wasn't expecting to see."Isn't this all a bit much?" I whipped my head around to look at Courtney who was looking at some sexy lace garters."Too much? What's that?" She looked at me and grinned so wide I was almost scared for a second. "Right..." I muttered, turning back and looking around at other things. Courtney kept pushing me to get some things, she told me she'd pay for it to which I reminded her she was using Namjoon's card. I could buy my own sexy items if I wanted to... and I wasn't in the mood too because the only guy I wanted to see me in those items.... Was being distant. "I'm not buying things that you're going to pay for with Joon's card, that just doesn't feel right to me." I tried to argue, which only sent her into a long winded rant on how he was being mean and doing things she didn't agree on, and since he wasn't going to listen and command she do something she honestly was hesitant on doing.... She was deciding to take things into her own hands."He's going to punish you for this, big time." I said as she was paying for the things she bought, she'd forced me to pick something as well. "He can afford it, and he's being a dick... this is my way of getting back at him for dragging me into something I want nothing to do with. And you and me... we're going out tonight." Courtney said, taking her receipt and gathering her bags from the counter and the nice smiling woman behind it. She moved to the side so I could carry the remaining bags. We went back to Courtny's, her shared apartment with Namjoon was huge. Penthouse, I should have known... "Are we not going to tell me what all that was? You calling Namjoon a dick?" I asked. Partially worried she'd go off the rails and rant again about things I clearly didn't understand. Courtney sighed at my question and plopped onto the sofa. When she patted the seat next to her, I sat down cautiously. Courtney usually wasn't like this, so something was clearly bothering her. "I'm not supposed to say any of this to anyone, but Yoongi is involved with my reasoning for being so mad at Namjoon.. And I can't keep things that involve him, from you." She said, turning to look at me. I gave her a look of confusion, I didn't know what was going on, but now Yoongi was involved?"How... what?" I questioned. She put her finger to my lips to hush me and then moved it as she closed her eyes for a moment, maybe she was mustering up the courage... or she was clearing her mind so she could focus.. I didn't know."Alright.... Fuck it, I'm not going to keep this from you, because I think you should know." She began. "So, the new artist that Yoongi is working with? She's doing a whole album focusing on fantasy and desire, taboo things and well... My idiot, decided to give your idiot the advice of helping this woman by taking her to the fetish club. Which is where they were last weekend, and last week, Yoongi had taken her to leather shops for... uh.. Supplies. This week.. He's taken her to places for rope work, Namjoon tagged along for a few of those trips and... I could hurt him, seriously for how stupid he could be. My idiot once again opened his mouth and... while he says he was joking, he was teasing, as he put it... Yoongi to give the woman an actual demonstration. Your idiot agreed that in order to understand what she wanted songs about... she'd be better off experiencing it first hand. So this weekend, they're taking her back to the fetish club." She explained the whole thing, irritation clear in her voice. "Namjoon finally told me about it, and told me earlier that's where they were going and why... he wanted me to not tell you in case you worried. He acts like it's no big deal, and yeah... I know Yoongi has had sessions with more than one girl, but I didn't think he'd seek out a poly lifestyle relationship like this.. And the fact that clearly he didn't tell you.... Because you look like you're about to cry....oh my fuck, you're crying, Piper I'm a loud mouth, I'm sorry!" She suddenly hugged me. I didn't even realize I was crying, but when she wiped the tears from my cheeks it hit me, like a ton of bricks fell onto me from the sky. It was hard to breathe, it was hard to do anything but just sit there and stare. My mind tried to process everything... Yoongi was off with another girl, showing her the... literal ropes... was he tying her up like he tied me up? Was he dicking her down like he did me? Is that I hadn't seen him? Been touched by him? Was he getting satisfaction from somewhere else? I didn't know what to think... what to do... how to do anything really. I just sat there and breathed, blinking once in a while but still staring off. "Piper? Piper?" I could hear Courtney, but my mind was elsewhere and not firing off the right circuits in my brain to get me to speak or move... other than the blinking."Shit... I broke her, fuck! Idiots, I swear to god..." She cursed and muttered some more, cursing out both Namjoon and Yoongi as she tried to shake me back to normal.