Warning: Smut included in this chapter.

3:40am - On a flight to Europe.

I'm suddenly awoken by the sound of the captain's voice over the speaker.

"Good morning ladies and gentleman. We are currently flying over Italy and will soon land in Berlin for around 5am. We thank you for flying with us."

"Oh, good. Nearly there." I whisper to myself.

I've been on the plane for about 10 hours. I've travelled to the US twice to visit my parents, but I can never get used to the extremely long flights. It's exhausting.

I texted Yoongi before boarding the plane what time I'd roughly arrive, which he then said he'll meet me at the airport.

I smile at the thought of seeing him again and I pull my eye mask back down, insert my ear buds and fall back to sleep, ready for when I land.

6am - at Berlin airport.

I look around the busy airport to see if I can spot Yoongi. He said he'd wait for me at my gate, but I can't see him.

I drop my shoulders down in a huff and walk out of my terminal.

"Where is he?" I mutter to myself.

I stand at the gate like a lost puppy, looking at everyone who walks by, hoping that one of them is my boyfriend.

As I'm about to walk away, I feel somebody lightly grab my hand. I quickly look behind me and see a man in a black mask, sunglasses and a black baseball cap. I knew exactly who it was, and before I knew it the biggest smile was present on my face.

I quickly pull him into a tight hug, my hands gripping at the clothes on his shoulders, burying my face into his neck.

His hands are tightly around my waist, gripping onto me, as if he let go I'd float away.

I sigh heavily onto his shoulder. "I missed you so much." I mumble into him, sniffling; trying to hold back my tears.

He also lets out his own heavy sigh into his mask. "I missed you too." He says.

We stand like this for a while. Neither of us letting go.

Eventually we pull away, realising it's not safe as somebody could easily spot him.

He grabs my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine and grabs my suitcase for me in his other hand, leading me towards the exit.

We reach the hotel BTS is staying at in Berlin. Yoongi lets me know that we have a room privately to ourselves, so I don't need to worry about sharing with any of the other boys. And that way we can have our alone time too.

We get out of the car, and Yoongi is still holding my hand. He hasn't let go since the airport.

He grabs my luggage from the trunk of the car and carries it for me.

God damn, I'm already deeply in love with him but he still manages to impress me and SOMEHOW make me fall for him more. How does he do that, seriously?

I can tell he's eager to get back to the room, he's basically dragging me. I've never seen him move so fast...

"Yoongi, slow down I can't keep up." I whine.

He looks back at me, placing a finger over his mask where his mouth would be; indicating for me to be quiet. I look at him in confusion, before I realise I said his name out loud in a busy hotel lobby.

Shit.

I give him an embarrassed smile. Sorry. I mouth.

We reach the elevator and he presses the button for the top floor. He takes off his glasses and looks around, checking every corner.

After he's confirmed there are no cameras, he quickly pulls his mask down, grabs me and crashes his lips onto mine, immediately entering his tongue into my mouth.

At first I'm shocked. This isn't the Yoongi I know, usually he's very gentle and romantic, but he's being very... aggressive and dominant.

I-I kind of like it.

I immediately return the kiss, pushing my tongue to enter his mouth, breathing heavily. He bites my lower lip and pushes me back until I hit the elevator wall. His hands are all over me. My waist, my hips, my ass.

He presses himself into me and I feel his erection evident on my thigh through his tight jeans. 

Oh... He's definitely missed me.

He quickly pulls away before we reach our floor, looking at me with hooded, dark eyes, filled with that of pure lust.

He slowly swipes his tongue along his lower lip before placing his mask back over his face and putting his glasses back on, grabbing my hand again to pull me out of the elevator.

We reach the room and he practically drags me inside, shutting the door behind us and locking it as quickly as he can.

He takes off his hat, mask and glasses throwing them on the floor and quickly approaches me again.

He grabs my hips and looks at me, leaning in close to my ear.

"I want you." He breathes.

He starts to lightly bite my earlobe, his hands travelling to my ass. I let out a soft moan and tilt my head to the side, indicating I want his lips on my neck.

He understands and places soft, wet, open mouth kisses along my neck, travelling down to my collarbone and begins to suck and nibble on my sensitive skin.

"Mmm." I moan softly. He leaves marks all over my neck, trailing his kisses along my jaw, slowly moving up before moulding his lips to mine again.

Then he suddenly pulls away. He taps my thigh, telling me to jump before hooking his hands underneath my cheeks and throwing me in the air. I wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me to the bed.

He pretty much rips my clothes off of me, in just a few seconds I'm laid on my back completely bare in front of him.

He stands at the foot of the bed, just observing me for a moment. Taking it all in, drinking in the sight before him. I can see his chest rising and falling. He's desperate for me, as I am for him.

He quickly pulls his shirt above his head, unbuckles his belt and pulls his jeans down along with his underwear, freeing his already throbbing erection.

I smirk at him and bite my lower lip as I look directly in his dark eyes. He crawls on top of me and begins lightly sucking the skin of my neck, grazing his teeth over it, making me wince in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"I want to feel your mouth, baby." He breathes in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I bite my lip and nod, I sit up and crawl over to him, straddling his crotch, my legs either side of his thighs.

I slowly lean down and peck his lips, moving down gradually to place wet kisses along his jawline, his neck and his chest. Moving further down until I reach his thighs.

I gently grab his cock with my hand and pump it slowly as I maintain eye contact with him. A low, breathy moan escapes his perfectly pink tinted lips and closes his eyes in pleasure, sinking his head back into the pillow.

I begin to slowly run my hands along his thighs, barely grazing the skin as I lower my head down, my lips just mere inches from his cock. I can feel the heat radiating off of him, throbbing in my hand. I stick out my tongue, and slowly lick a long strip from the base to the tip, before putting him in my mouth whole. I look up to see his reaction, his eyes are shut tight, his lips parted slightly to allow his breathy moans an escape.

I start to move my head up and down, gradually increasing the speed as I wrap my tongue around his shaft, licking and sucking every inch of him as I take him further and further in my mouth, inching closer to my throat. I feel his hands reach down and grab a fistful of my hair, helping me to find a good pace. His moans start to become more quick and regular, growing increasingly louder and lower.

He pushes my head further down until I feel him in my throat, taking him whole. I swallow on his cock, tightening around him. He holds my head there for a few seconds before releasing me and letting out a loud groan. "Shit..." He breathes.

I love the feeling I get when I pleasure him, when I hear him. It turns me on more.

He sits up, gently pulling me off of him and places a light kiss on my lips. "Come here." He says, gesturing me to sit on his lap.

He's sat in front of me with his legs crossed, I move up and straddle his lap, placing my legs either side of him. I wrap my arms around his neck and lay them on his shoulders so I can hold myself up, my erect nipples pressed on his chest.

He aligns himself to my wet hole, pressing the tip against my entrance, gripping my hips and slowly pulling me down onto him. I feel him enter me and I throw my head back and close my eyes, breathing heavily into the air.

He doesn't waste any time allowing me to adjust to his size before he starts to roughly buck his hips up into me, causing me to let out a loud scream.

He thrusts into me at an alarmingly fast pace, pushing me back and lowering his head to take my nipple into his mouth, biting down on it softly. I feel his hot breath on my skin as well as the overwhelming sensation of what he's doing to my aching pussy.

I can already feel my climax drawing close. I reach down and start to vigorously rub my clit in circular motions as he continues to roughly pull out of me and then back in.

"Oh my god!" I moan as he fills me up completely, mercilessly slamming into me, his cock grazing over my g-spot again and again.

He stops and lays down on his back, holding my hips. "Keep going, baby." He says breathlessly.

I do as he says and start ride his hips quickly, letting out loud, breathy moans with every thrust. He tilts his head back scrunching his face up in pure pleasure. I watch as his abs tense up beneath my hands, the muscles under his skin flexing in his arms. I can tell he's close, as am I.

After a few more thrusts into my pussy, I reach my high, throwing my head back, I let out a moan deep from my throat, digging my nails into the skin of his chest. I feel my walls tighten and pulsate around his cock; as he feels me clench on him, he lets out a loud, husky groan, he also can't hold it any longer and releases inside of me. I feel his legs tense and shake as he reaches his peak, his fingers digging into my skin, his breath hitching at the back of his throat. I continue to ride him slowly as we both come down from our highs. 

"Fuck, I've missed you" He breathes. 

I collapse next to him on the bed, barely able to breathe. I can also hear his heavy breaths next to me.

He turns his head to look at me, grabbing me to pull me closer to his sweaty body. He places one arm under my head, as I move to place my face on his chest, wrapping my leg over his.

He places a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you too." He whispers.