Drunken love
Type: smut
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I look at myself in my mirror. My dress tight on my figure, wedges good and my hair on point including my makeup. I turn and there he is, on our bed, looking at me. "You look hot baby." He bites his lip. I smile. "Can we go now?" I ask. He nods and stands up. He wore a buttoned up shirt and jeans. (A/n: basically gif^) His arm wrapping around my waist. In the car its quiet for a while. "So what are you going to do if Taehyung is there?" He asks. I roll my eyes, not this shit again. I look at him with a dirty glare. "Are you kidding me Yoongi?" He let's out a breath. "What else am I supposed to ask?" I smack my hand on the dash board. "Nothing!! You're supposed to ask nothing!" I scream. "Hey!!!" He yells. "Don't be hitting my car!" He looks at me with anger in his eyes, he had a short temper and I just pushed it pass his limit by doing one thing. "All you care about is your stupid ass car!" I raise my voice. His eyebrows knit and he averts his eyes back to the road, then at me. "At least my car doesn't go around trying to get other guys attention." My jaw drops. "You're a fucken ass hole!" I punch his arm, but he doesn't flinch. "You're just mad cause Tae said I was cute!" Now he's really pissed. "Tae!?.." He looks back at the road, he let's out a laugh. "Tae!? Is that your fucken pet name for him!? Huh!? Cause it's real fucken cute and dandy like you two are together." Luckily we make it to my friends house whose party it is, whose also good friends with Yoongi and, just my luck... Tae... "FUCK YOU MIN YOONGI!" I scream as I get out of the car and slam the door. 

I stomp to the house. The door opens. "Y/n! How's it.." She stops. "Fighting again?" She asks. I rolls my eyes and walk in. "Yes. Can you already tell?" I ask. She nods. "And Tae is here." She adds. She frowns. "Maybe when I invite you and Yoongi I shouldn't invite Tae." She adds. I look at her. "No f/n.. Just because Yoongi can't get along, doesn't mean you have to stop inviting Tae." I say. She nods. "I just don't want you and Yoongi to break up because of it." She frowns. My heart stops at the thought.. But Yoongi wouldn't break up with me because of that right? At least I'd hope not. "Ugh.. I'm sorry y/n.. I didn't mean to-", "No.. Its fine. Really. This drama is ruining the birthday vibe.. I'm sorry." I apologize. She shakes her head. "No. Its okay. I understand that not everyone has good days." She grins. "Come on. Have a shot with me to loosen up. I'm pretty sure later on he'll apologize." I chuckle. "Yoongi? Apologize? Like that would ever happen." I link my arm to hers and pull her towards her bar. Her cousin hands us each two shots. I gulp them down and slowly loosen up.

As more people arrive, we continue to have drinks and shots. Soon I'm completely entoxicated, but I could care less. Every once in a while I'd see Yoongi looking at me, but I didn't care. He was especially watching me when I was dancing with other people on the dance floor. You best believe because I was drunk, I dancing extremely inappropriate. I don't think he minded at first but once Tae came into the picture was when he got extremely mad. And it was bad because Yoongi was drunk too. This is what he did when he was mad at me, he drinks.

I drop it low, then slowly come up with my butt flared out towards Yoongi. When I stand up straight Tae is right in front of me. The night sky making him look cute actually. His hair combed nicely and his black dress shirt tight on his body. "Hey y/n.. Long time no see." He smiles, slowly swaying to the music. I throw a hand on his shoulder. "I know huh? How you been?" I ask. He leans in. "Good.. Now that I'm here with you." He smiles. "Ugh.. You're so cute." I bite my lip. "You're drunk." He says. I laugh, why that was funny.. I have no idea. "If I was drunk.. Would I be able to do this?" I turn, slowly bumping it low to the music and going back up slowly rubbing myself up against him. I feel his warmth against me. "You'll get us in trouble, you bad girl." He says in my ear. I chuckle. "Yeaaaah." I step forward crash into Yoongi. I automatically lose my buzz. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He asks as he grips my wrist.

I try to yank my hand away but its no use. "And you. Stay the fuck away from my girl. I've told you numerous times." He says in a deep voice, but surprisingly not yelling. Yoongi wasn't the type to make a scene, and I guess I was thankful for that. Before I can say anything Yoongi pulls me into the house and up the stairs, into what seems to be a guest room away from the party. And no one seemed to notice. "You want to be a bad girl? Huh?" He closes and locks the door behind us. "I'll show you what happens to bad girls." I'm about to speak when he pins me against the wall harshly. I'm not even going to lie, I loved it when he was rough with me. "Punish me Yoongi." I beg. He turns me to face the wall, ignoring my words as his face stayed serious. "You think you can just go around, grinding on Tae in front of me? Huh?" He pulls up my dress and smacks my butt. I bite my lip. "Answer me." He orders as he smacks me again. "No." I say. "Do you like Tae in any way?" He asks. I almost turn around and smack him in the face. "NO!" I scream. He smacks me again. "Don't raise your voice at me." He demands. Both his hands grip my butt tightly, I throw my bead back when he leans into me. "This is mine. And only mine. Not for you to go around, pushing it up against other people who aren't me." He clicks his hips against me. "You got that?" He whispers dangerously husky into my ear, making me shiver. "Yes Min Yoongi yes... Im only yours." I rub myself up against him, urges rising. His hands griping me tightly. He runs them over the marks he made with his hands, soothing the pain. I wrap an arm behind me, around his neck.

His face in my neck as I grind against him. I slowly feel his member harden in his jeans, as I continue to grind against him. I finally turn and lock lips with his. Liquor filled my taste buds, I was drunk off his love. "I would never want Tae." I say slowly pushing him towards the bed. "I want you, and only you.." I kiss his neck, my hand lowering to caress him. "And I'll show you that I only want you." I say, unzipping his jeans and make him sit on the bed. His eyes watching. I kiss him hungrily, as I slowly slip my hand into his jeans. I feel him grunt as I finally touch him, he's letting me do as I please to him. Slowly slipping him out from behind the tight fabric of his jeans. I bite on his bottom lip and slowly stroke him. I kiss his lips one last time then his neck, until I drop fully to his member. Automatically inviting him into my mouth. He tasted clean, being that he took a shower before we came. I tilt my head, my tongue gliding along his large size before entering him again. I imagined I was sucking on a Popsicle, a sweet Popsicle. The head of it hitting the back of my throat as it always did when I pleasured him. I look up at him to make sure he's satisfied, his head thrown back and his hands gripping the sheets. His lips parted as he panted lightly to the amount of pleasure I was causing.

"Fuck.. Y/n.. I need you." He picks me up, forcing him out of my mouth. He lays me on the bed and gets in between my legs. He slips my thong to the side and quickly enters me. I arch my back. The friction of his jeans made my legs hurt. I think he noticed so he slipped out real quick and dropped his jeans all the way to his ankles, giving me the friction I wanted. Skin to skin. I wrap my arms around his neck. The bed squeaked to his speed. "Y/n..." He called me with a groan. "Huh?" I ask. "I'm sorry.." He stops his motion and looks into my eyes. He was apologizing. "What?" I ask. He leans in and makes sure our eyes are locked. "I said.. I'm sorry. For the way I was acting with you about Tae." He says, his words feeling like a dream. "You're drunk.." I look at him weird. "Drunken love for you y/n... I really mean my apology." He says. "Really?" I ask. He nods. "I just get so.. Jealous when I see how Tae talks about you.." His eyebrows knit. "Cause you're my girl." I smile at his words. "Exactly Yoongi.. I'm your girl, so what he says shouldn't bother you.." I pull on his shirt to lower him and he let's me. "Cause whose hitting it?" I ask. I hear him chuckle and he stands up gripping my hips. "Me." He says pounding into me.

I laugh and throw my head back in pleasure. "Yes Min Yoongi." I say, which encourages him to go faster. He leans in and kisses me as he keeps his speed steady. I can't help but moan against his lips. His fingers pulling off my dress completely. His hands caressing my breast. "I knew you weren't wearing a bra." He grunts. He kisses my neck and wraps his arms around me. He speeds up to his max, my walls clinching around him. His hands running down my back, sending shivers through my whole body. I run my fingers through his hair, his grey colored hair shined in the moon light. The expression on his face was familiar to me, I couldn't look away.

His eyes never leaving mine. "I love you  y/n.. I love you so- .. Much.." He says in between breaths. "I love you too." He presses his lips against mine. He groans against my lips, I click my hips against his. I feel the knot in my stomach growing tighter. He let's go with a deep stroke, hitting my sweet spot causing me to hit my climax. He slows down his strokes letting me enjoy my high. He finally pulls out and lays next me. I cuddle up next to him, my naked body against his clothed torso. He wrapped his arm around me, cradling me. Burring his face in my hair, then whispering in my ear. "Mine.." Before kissing my cheek. He pulls up his jeans and boxers, and hugs me again. "But I want to feel you.." I pout. His eyes drowning me in the dark abyss of his love. I unbotton his shirt, then take it off. Bringing my clothless body against his skin, and I'm satisfied with the contact. I see his hand lowering to his jeans, I grab his hand and make him touch my breast. He smiles and lowers his hand to my core, his fingers running along my heat. I grip his bicep. His fingers playing with my folds.

"Yoooooongiiii..." I whine. He chuckles. His thumb finally giving my clit the stimulation I wanted. Entering his long slim fingers into me. My grip tightens on his arm, his muscles tightening and releasing as he began to pump me. He kisses my lips and speeds up his hand. "This is for being loyal to me.." He whispers before hovering over me, then lowering in between my legs as he still used his hand. He moves his thumb and sucks on my clit, his saliva truckling down to his pumping fingers. I can't help but grab a hold of his hair. "Yoongi.." I cry. He pumps me quicker and sucks a little harder. He groans, giving me a great feeling. "You're so tight baby.." He uses his tongue. The knot quickly forming in my stomach. I'm a moaning mess. He finally takes his fingers away and buried his face completely into me, bringing me extremely close to my high. His tongue lapping up all my juices. When finally, I hit my climax. He places small kisses up my heat, to my stomach until he hovers over me. "Ready for round 2?" He asks. I chuckle. "But the party."

He unbuttoned the front of his jeans. "I'm making my own party." He smiles.

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For some reason I always see Yoongi as the rough sex type.. Am I wrong? Lol. Idk. Just his serious side makes me think that.. Hahaa..

Hoped you enjoyed! ❤