Wifi Additions-Min Yoongi x Reader

1. Underground Fun

"Fuck, you're such a tease"

"Pardon?" your brows quirked as you sipped on your drink

He leaned back into his seat, his eyes fixated on you, that familiar little smirk adorning his features. It was a good show that night. They had a cypher, where they took turns in rapping, each equal to the other. Yoongi definitely took the crown, but you didn't say it. You enjoyed your little shot at tormenting him, since it was usually the other way around.

"You come to my show, dressed like that, saying I was "okay" and that Namjoon did better then me"

"Babe I'm just telling the truth"

"Since when do you call me babe?" he sat up in his seat a little, his nose crinkling "Y/N what are your evil plans"

"I have no evil plans! I just came to watch my boyfriend perform!"

"Right" he waved his hand to get another drink but his eyes never left you

"And how am I dressed?" you lowered your voice a little when you said that "Do you not like it?"

"Oh I love it" he was quick to answer "I've just never seen you in such a short skirt"

"There's a first for everything"

He watched you uncross and re-cross your legs, licking his lips slowly. You smiled innocently.

"You're trying to drive me mad aren't you?"

"No, Yoongi, what am I doing?"

"Follow me" he tilted his head to the side, grinning mischievously. It seemed he was taking you to a back room or something. If Yoongi was good at everything, he was most definitely good at receiving signals. Indeed, he took you to a back room and unlocked the door.

"This is our little room as you can see"

"Hm interesting, why did you take me here?"

"Hm why do you think?" he locked the door, leaving the key in just so if anyone attempted unlocking it, they couldn't.

"To show me around"

"To show you around, exactly that sweetie" he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer "Except not that at all"

He pressed his lips to yours, moving slowly at first before he added some roughness to the kiss.

"You think it's cute to annoy me like that? To wear that sexy short skirt and act all coy?"

"You're talking dirty-" you swallowed thickly as his hand gripped your thigh

"Lie down"

When Yoongi used that commanding voice, you obeyed. Generally speaking, Yoongi was to be obeyed in the bedroom. Unless the situation was different. You opted for sitting on the couch. He wasted no time in dropping to his knees.

"You're cute, like a little obedient puppy"

All he did was smirk before pushing your skirt up, and panties down. That smirk meant trouble and you knew it. You made a mistake by saying that. He left little kisses on the inside of your tight, moving up and occasionally stopping to bite and suck, leaving his usual marks like he did on you. You threaded your fingers through his hair, biting your lower lip in anticipation. Just as he was about to finally give you the satisfaction you were waiting for, he moved back, repeating the process on your other thigh, leaving wet kisses and little red marks.

"Fucking asshole" you muttered angrily, feeling his lips twist into a smile on your thigh

"Patience. I want us both to savour this"

Yoongi dragged your hips to his mouth, his tongue moving painfully slow across your folds.

"Fuck" you panted, hips automatically moving upward at the sensation. Both his hands were gripping your hips, adding pressure while his tongue dragged, picking up his pace, moving from long and dragged to short and sharp.

"Louder sweetie" he rasped, each run of his flexible tongue sending more satisfaction and waves of delight to your whole body, adding to the rapidly growing ball of tension that was about to explode your senses.

"What do you want, ha? I don't hear that" he used his long fingers to spread your folds and gain more access, licking the sensitive spots more tenderly then any other "Yoo-Yoongi? What?"

He mocked your weak moans and you tugged on his hair aggressively, moaning louder now and feeling his tongue continue its torturous pleasure.

There was a difference between fucking and getting fucked by Yoongi. Fucking Yoongi meant sensual Yoongi, attentive Yoongi, Min Yoongi that was passionate, caring more about the foreplay then the actual play. Now getting fucked by Yoongi, well, that was a whole different ball game. He was rough, more dominating than usual, fast, and very skilled. He was so skilled, oh dear Lord it seemed impossible that you were his second girlfriend, the man was way too skilled.

His fingers were working at a pace as quick as his tongue, his eyes looking up at you who were doing your best not to be too loud. He was such a pervert, he loved it when you were loud, but you were an equal tease, you loved depriving him of what he loved. It made it all that sweeter, the wait for you to scream his name, or even add a few "oppa"-s here and there. He wasn't that greedy this night however, he was quite eager to get you off quite quick. But then again, you couldn't think clearly from the intense waves you felt, racking over you again and again. 

You arched your back, feeling the bundling ball of tension release, feeling his tongue even more fervently, your muffled cry echoing around the room. Your head was thrown back, your eyes closed, your fingers tightly knit into his hair. He rubbed your thighs with his hands gently to relax you, getting up slowly and licking his lips. He grinned at the sight of you completely tired out and dazed.

"Wasn't that a nice surprise?"

"I should come to your shows more if this is the reward I get" you muttered, your voice so small, still panting for air. "How the hell are you so chill about this?"

"I wasn't the one getting fucked" his hand went through his hair "As much as I'd like to stay here babe, I think we should go home"

"Look at you using babe" you smiled lazily

"I like it, it's cute"

"Do we have to go?" you yawned, feeling very sleepy

"Yes, come on, the sooner we leave the sooner I'll get you to bed"

He was a cute boyfriend. He was a hot boyfriend. He was a dirty talking, amazing fuck kind of boyfriend. And you were lucky as fuck.

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this is the smut dont h8 me pls I FELT SO FUCKIGN SHY WRITING THIS OKAY

like i write smut ALL THE FUCKING TIME, if u were to dig into my laptop you would find at least over 60 files of smut, BUT when people expect it, i get so scared, i get so scared i wont live up to your expectations and then well im sorry if i disappointed you

if i didnt then bless the lord i dont have to bury myself a grave

anyways i love you and thank you so much for reading this and just seheislnfioesnoi im so fucking nervous ok bye