I'm crazy about him. When he came out of his shower, I think that's when I lost it. I wanted to look pretty for him. I had fed him and I liked seeing him eat so much and so well.
I want to kiss him again, but it makes me feel like I have to beg for it. Yoongi will refuse, just like last time. I know he kissed my shoulder because I was making a scene that time.
I want to stay up tonight; he likes to work late, like a real vampire. Luckily, Yoongi came over today to see what I'm doing. I'm a romantic at heart, so I like to read all those sappy love stories for fun. He wasn't happy with his fictional character, but he wanted to hear me out.
He grimaced when the story began to take a turn; the protagonist was truly in love, and I was running away from that feeling because Yoongi was no longer being more affectionate than a friend should be with me.
In the hospital I never thought that he would defend his right to be the man I am interested in, or the one who shows affection for me and whom I voluntarily accepted.
I couldn't handle it and I told him everything. I know I wasn't thinking clearly about the words I said at that moment, maybe even mixing languages because I use the first thing that comes to mind when I don't have enough vocabulary to speak from the heart in that way.
Of course I was embarrassed; the heat of his body wasn't helping either, because his beauty was distracting me so much. His lips were so pink that it killed me to know Yoongi wasn't going to kiss me anymore. He says I drive him crazy, but... how could that be true? It couldn't be possible that he had the same problems as me.
I provoked him; I've been pretty good at not doing what I really wanted. Yoongi took my hair; he wasn't trying to hurt me, and I loved it. He examined my face carefully. His eyes told me he wasn't exactly thinking about anything romantic or cute.
The famous one is finally placed close enough, but first, as usual, he stops to look at me.
"Tell me if it hurts, I'll be more careful," he said, because I still have a mark from the blow to my mouth, the one I got the other day.
Suga's lips are so soft, not full, but he definitely knows what to do with them. I was melting just from moving them over mine. I caressed his face because I didn't want to hurt the side that was sore, but my other hand was free to touch him; it didn't have to respect any boundaries. I took his hand and slid my nails along his arm to his shoulder, then changed course down his back to his waist.
Yoongi separated our mouths to ask me to wrap my legs around his waist. He was sitting with his legs straight beneath me, and since he was still uncomfortable, he made room for me between them so I was very comfortable sitting on the mattress with my legs wrapped around him and his legs more or less the same underneath.
He wants to take off the sling but he knows I won't allow it even if he tries or tries to convince me by giving me puppy-dog eyes and a sad smile.
There's no rush, you just put it on, and I'm not going anywhere, so be a good boy and keep it on.
Suga stretched the fingers of his immobile hand to touch my thigh. I watched his fingers, saw him bite his lower lip as he used his free hand to caress the entire length of my leg, using the full reach of his hand. I wanted to touch him too, so I placed my hands around his neck, gently massaging his hair. He liked it because he closed his eyes and moved his head toward my hands.
His neck was calling to me, so I covered it with small kisses. I noticed he wanted to feel them more, as his hand traveled from my leg up my back to my head to guide me. I used my teeth to please him, but gently, without leaving marks.
We kissed for quite a while until I was sensitive to his caresses.
"Baby, can you lower the straps of your ridiculously small overalls so I can touch your tummy?" the boy suggested, and I happily agreed. First, his hand pushed me down onto the bed... so he could move and position his face at that level, supporting his weight with his good arm.
The kisses on my body made me move involuntarily.
- try to stay still I can't hold you - it was difficult because I couldn't help it, I did my best to obey, my blood pressure felt like waves spreading the heat of his kisses throughout the rest of my body.
He did something unexpected, licking my belly button, and a very noticeable moan escaped my lips, making me so embarrassed. It sounded really dirty when Yoongi hadn't actually done anything that serious. He was just watching me with a stupid grin on his face.
- Stupid Yoongi - he laughed a lot, making it even more embarrassing for me.
"I'm sorry for being stupid, but I want to make you feel good. Do you want me to stop? Or what would you like?" I wanted more, so he said that would make him sweat, so I helped him take off his t-shirt and pajama pants, and finally he convinced me to be free of the sling.
I don't know what I was thinking, but I decided to undress as much as he was. Yoongi's eyes almost popped out of his head because I hadn't turned off any lights, so we could see each other perfectly. He came closer to me.
"Don't be shy with me, don't be scared of me, baby. We're not going to go any further than we have been until you feel ready. Tell me how you feel... if you're okay, I'm okay, understand?" I nodded. He offered me his hand, and I took it.
He intertwined our fingers to guide me back to my seat on the mattress. I helped him because he was making sure not to make any strange gestures with his shoulder. Yoongi carefully moved from his knees to the center, and I followed him.
- Thank you for letting me have you, Baby.
I kissed him and we hugged. He used my waist to position his arm correctly while gently touching the skin on my back. He didn't rush to touch me all over; Yoongi covered me with kisses until I was almost on top of him.
- Baby, help me lie down so you can move around as you like - I helped him and he told me to get on top of him, we would both be very comfortable.
I wanted him to touch me, which is why I took his hand and placed it on my chest. He would decipher the clues of what I wanted, but of course, he always goes step by step... He started using the back of his hand and later the tips of his fingers. Yoongi was provoking me again, and I did the same in response. I used my hand to touch his body, going a little further down his torso each time.
I felt brave and slid my hand over her underwear; it was another small challenge for me because I didn't recognize myself doing such a thing.
"Baby, stop, or I'm going to be in serious trouble." Maybe I didn't know what I was doing, but stopping certainly wasn't an option.
"I'm sorry... I want to..." Yoongi tried to explain as he moved against my hands. I loved it, so I continued. He held me differently so he could rub against my wet underwear instead of my hands, making our underwear twist as he moved like that.
I don't know how or why, but my brain went blank, because of him. When I came to, Yoongi was in the bathroom saying all sorts of bad words. I felt confused by his behavior, but I didn't have the energy to move. I started to feel drowsy, but he dressed me in his t-shirt and told me to go put on clean underwear before I got too tired.
I'm grateful he insisted, because my period decided to make its return and it would have been awful to wake up in a pool of blood. I went back to him so we could sleep... Yoongi put on his sling and pajama pants. He had turned off the lights but had his phone illuminating my path so I could see where I was going.
"Were you late this month?" It was a little awkward that he noticed.
- a_ha, what happened stressed me out a lot and ruined the theme and I was already starting to worry because I'm very regular... I'm so sorry, it seems you noticed - Yoongi kissed me and told me that he had imagined it when it was the first thing I wanted to buy when they told us we couldn't use our things.
"Baby, I know we're not dating, well, sort of... I don't know exactly what we're doing, but I'm definitely going to take good care of you, okay?" Yoongi said out of the blue.
He looked sad or worried; I didn't understand why.
- Yoongi... do you regret what happened today? - I asked
"No, it was wonderful, and I was wondering if I really did something to deserve it." Something was wrong, I knew it; something was making him feel that way... so I resolved to make those strange thoughts of his stop.
-Yoongi... -
- mmmm -
- Why were you saying 🐍🪱🔥🧨💢💢 in the bathroom?-
You don't want to know that answer.
"Tell me," she said, embarrassed.
No, go to sleep or you'll look ugly in the morning.
"So tell me if you're satisfied with today's service..." I said playfully.
- Don't say it like that... I'm already old, have a little compassion for me -
"Do you want more?" I asked curiously.
- Baby... what's wrong with you today? Wild girl... you don't want to experiment anymore, Suga, it's not optional -
"My body feels like jelly, but I'm sure I'd love to know what else you have to offer," she said, not even bothering to try to answer that.
- Yoongi... -
"Mmm, what do you want now, crazy woman?" she said with a smile.
- Min Yoongi, I love you, goodnight 💜 - I kissed his cheek before he could protest.
I settled down to sleep, managed to hold his hand, and couldn't believe how happy I felt.
Suga's P/V:
Can someone die of embarrassment? I don't know if Baby is very brave or completely crazy, she really needs to stop saying she loves me.
I can't quite believe what happened today; it wasn't possible, maybe it was a dream because I fell asleep... her body is so sensitive that I could tell with certainty what Baby was feeling by the way she moved; it was like witnessing miracles.
I sat watching her sleep; her tenderness knew no bounds. Damn... how did this young woman end up with me? She's even younger than Jungkook. Thank goodness I knew what we were doing before I made a bigger mess of things. It's true... I was tempted, that's new to me... no protection, no fun, no exceptions... yet there I was, losing my mind and barely able to control myself.
I never thought I could reach this level of chaos, just thinking about Baby makes me want more... Why? Why didn't I ask her out?... I should hope I don't have a heart attack the next time Baby definitely succeeds with another killer idea of hers.
Does Baby really mean she loves me? Will she say it again in the future? I hope so someday... I'll definitely say those words to her too.