Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

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"Ming. . ." Yoongi couldn't help but grunt up at the girl above him. His skin flush against the cold leather surfacing the couch. And hands heavy as they kept themselves pressed against her waist.

"Yoongi." Her voice was so breathless. And she could feel the way his grip on her body tightened as she continued to move her hips into his own. Having never thought that a man could make her feel so good. Or so desperate as Yoongi let his head fall back. All while her lips ran themselves down his neck and jawline in a sensual manner.

And it was then that the ringing of his phone filled the air. Causing him to groan out a heavy wait as he instantly brought the device to his ear. Knowing that it could be someone important. And Yoongi was never one to ignore certain calls.

"Who is it?" He could feel the way her breath hit his neck. And the way her hips continued to move ever so slowly. Just slow enough to have his chest heaving with each movement she made. And just slow enough to allow his voice to come out in a stable manner as he grunted out a heavy hello.

And Ming could hear how short his answers were. Having been talking to a man who was handling a deal for him overseas as the girl pressed her lips against his unoccupied ear. Wanting to have the man right at the tips of her fingers. . . just like he had her.

"Hang up, baby. . . please " Her words were so innocent. Holding such mischief in them, that Yoongi couldn't help but release a silent groan. Knowing that the man on the other line would find out exactly what he was doing. But Yoongi didn't care. He never did.

"I've already received the money." Ming could feel the way his hand slid down her waist. Having tugged on the girl ever so roughly only to have his fingers trail along her back entrance. All while his eyes met her own in a heated trance. Making the girl catch his lips that felt so good pressed against her own. Her own that parted with each moan that so hopelessly escaped. And each moan that Yoongi could've sworn had him about to cum right then and there.

"Baby, please. . ." Ming already had her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Trying her hardest to keep quiet even if the pleasure was almost too unbearable for her to withstand as the man watched the way her own head dropped back. And the way her movements only quickened as he ended the call with a deep just let me know when you're back before connecting their lips in a harsh manner. Because he wanted her. Wanted her begging for him.

"You should know better than to interrupt my call like that, kitten. . ." Ming could feel the way he pushed on her hips. Pushing on them fast enough to have her head burying itself into his neck with an incoherent whimper of his name. His name that he never thought could sound so necessary when coming off ones lips.

And in silence, Ming let herself slide off his lap. Having felt the way his hand wrapped itself in her hair the minute her lips took care of him. Earning the most gruffly calls of her name as the man continued to watch. To watch the girl please him. And to watch the girl who was going to be killing her own brother, meet his eyes that glistened the minute he caught her own. Her own that could see the danger lying underneath the man's gaze.

"Two more weeks, kitten. . . until you prove just how much you want me."