Yoongi's POV-

As we lay under the covers side by side, hair still damp and muscles sore, my mind is swirling as I try to make sense of what has happened.

I'm always the dominant one. The one to take charge. I didn't think I would ever allow it to be any other way.

The thought sounded very unappealing, yet here I am. Laying in bed exhausted and completely blissed out.

He's changed my way of thinking once again.

*Flashback- Two hours ago*

Jungkook's POV-

He pulls me to him with his hand on the back of my neck to connect our lips in a needy kiss.

He's leans towards me so he is no longer leaning on the piano but I use my body to press him back against the instrument, not disconnecting our lips.

He gasps when he feels the piano meet his body from behind and I slip my tongue past his lips to meet with his.

He tries to gain the upper hand with the kiss but I continue my pace and remain in charge. I plan to show him tonight that he isn't the only aggressive one.

He pulls away with a devilish smirk. "You think you're going to win this don't you."

"You're used to being the one in charge, but so am I. I think it's time we do things my way." I say as my eyes drift down to his swollen lips. "I can't promise I'll be gentle." I growl out before diving back into our kiss.

He has his right hand tangled in my hair as he pulls and runs it through my locks while the other is under my shirt, running up and down my back as his fingers dig into me.

I nibble on his lips as he moans in satisfaction. I think he likes it rough like I do, which means I don't think he's going to want me to hold back.

I bend my knees slightly, reaching down to lift one of his legs up so it is level with my hips. I press my pelvis flush against his and we start to move against each other.

He has both hands clawing at my back now and I can feel the sting of the scratches as he digs his fingernails into me and it's absolutely heavenly.

He brings his hands away from my back and outside of my shirt to where the fabric drapes in front of my abs. He grips the fabric tightly in each hand before he pulls, ripping the fabric apart.

I break from the kiss, leaning away slightly, looking down in surprise.

"Fucking hell," I practically moan out before looking back up to meet his dark hooded eyes.

"I told you I can buy you more shirts didn't I?" He says with a smirk before he's pulling me by my waistband to crash my body back against his.

He takes the fabric further up my chest and rips the shirt all the way up to the collar before that is broken apart too.

He hastily pushes the sleeves down my arms and let's the torn fabric drop to the floor while he runs his hands back up my arms.

"Fuck me, you are so perfect." He says as he caresses and traces my muscles and veins with his soft fingertips.

"I won't fuck you yet. I have something else in mind." I say as I grip his waist before spinning him around so he is walking backwards as I guide him in the direction of his room.

Both of my arms are wrapped around his torso, lifting him almost off the floor while one of his hands grips my shoulder and the other is on the back of my neck. His hand keeping me locked in the kiss as our tongues continue to move together.

After a few steps I remove my arms from around him and tug up the hem of his shirt. He allows me to trail my fingers up his silky soft skin as I remove the shirt before tossing it aside.

We have rounded the couch at this point and just as we are about to pass it he maneuvers our positions so he can walk me back into the wall.

I humor him, relaxing into his touch as I let him sloppily kiss my neck and chest as I enjoy his lips and tongue running over my skin.

I feel his hands start to unbuckle my belt, this is when I decide it's enough. I switch our positions, grabbing his forearms before pushing him to the wall and pinning his arms by his head.

With his arms still in my grip I bring my face to his chest and sloppily kiss and nip the skin.

I travel to his right nipple to circle my tongue around it before taking it between my teeth and biting, not too harshly but enough for him to react.

He groans out in both pain and ecstasy as he starts to curse in breathy intervals. I move to the other and give it the same treatment.

I release his arms and he immediately uses them to pull me closer to him as I bring my hands to the front of his jeans so I can unbuckle them.

I need to see him. I need to feel him. I am on a mission to prove to this stubborn man that I'm not going to leave. That he is it for me.

I get his pants undone and slide them down his legs, kissing down his chest to just above the waistband of his underwear as I lower them to the ground and he steps out of them.

Once I'm crouched in front of him I look up to see him staring down at me with his messy hair and dilated pupils, chest heaving as he works to stabilize his breathing.

He can try to catch his breath all he wants but I'm not going to let it happen.

I take his waistband between my teeth and hook my fingers just under his hips as I pull his underwear down until he can step out of them as well.

As soon as he is free of them I bring my hands up to grasp him and I take him into my mouth as I slowly move my head forward towards his body, pushing him further down my throat.

I flatten my tongue and press it as tightly as I can to the underside of his shaft while I hollow my cheeks.

I take him in as far as I can, going just as agonizingly slow as he did for me before I move my head back to remove him from my mouth.

I wrap my hand around him as I move my eyes up to his face while I take my index and middle finger on my free hand into my mouth, covering them in saliva and the pre-cum remaining on my tongue.

I make sure they are coated before removing them to take him back into my mouth. I can feel his hips rocking and his hands are entangled in my hair once again.

I reach both hands behind him, spreading his cheeks, sliding my fingers between as I start to circle his rim with my still dripping fingers.

His body shutters at the sensation and he lets out a drawn out "fuck" as I circle my fingers around, pushing one of my finger tips in just slightly before removing it and going back to circling, all while I continue to suck and lick his delicious dick.

With one last bob of my head I take him out of my mouth again before I stand up to face him.

His eyes are open but they are unable to fully focus on me. He looks like he's on the edge of blacking out.

I don't study his face for too long before I grip his waist and turn him around so his face is pressed against the wall.

Once he is turned away from me with his cheek rested on the wall in front of him I lean in and whisper just behind his ear, "Don't worry Oppa. I'm going to take care of you," before I run my tongue along the edge of his ear softly.

I lean away from him and pull his hips back towards me while he keeps his cheek pressed to the wall.

I bring my hand up to spit on my fingers as I go back to caressing and teasing his hole while I kiss his shoulder and his back.

At one point I bite down a little hard on the juncture of his shoulder and neck, causing him to let out a loud moan in pleasure.

As I continue to kiss and bite around his neck I push one of my fingers into him slowly. I feel his body tense so I slow my movements until I feel him relax before I begin to move it back and forth.

I pump and twist a few more times and when I feel him begin to push his hips back into my hand I increase my pace.

He throws his head back and extends his arm while pressing his palms into the wall.

He angles his hips a little more as my finger moves inside him and when I graze a certain spot he lets out another satisfied moan.

"More-" I hear him breath out hoarsely. "I want- more."

I kiss back up his neck as I make my way up to his ear.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you." I say in a low voice.

"Fuck you, just do it." He chuckles while still breathing heavily.

I do as he says and pull my finger back but don't remove it completely as I enter a second.

He lets out a loud moan that nearly makes me explode. I push both fingers into him and I feel him push back into my hand.

I can feel him tense as I continue to curl my fingers and keep pushing in and out, making sure not to miss the sensitive spot I had found a minute ago.

His hips start to move faster as he presses against my hand and his body begins to shudder. He's clenching tightly around my fingers so I know he's getting close.

He drops his head forward as I bring the hand that has been pressed around him on his abdomen to my mouth to spit onto my palm before moving it down to start pumping him, all while I continue twisting and pumping my fingers inside of him.

He is moaning and whimpering and coming completely unraveled.

I can feel his legs are shaking with all of the sensations he's feeling. All of the pleasure happening at once.

I don't think I've ever been so close to my own orgasm without being touched in my life.

I can feel him twitch in my hand as I continue to pump my fingers and stroke him until he throws his head back against my shoulder and I feel his hips jolt forward as he releases and it begins to drip down my hand that's wrapped around him.

I keep pumping to extend his climax as I remove my fingers from inside of him.

I release him from my hand and he continues to lean against me with his eyes closed and his hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead.

He drops his head forward again as he rests both forearms flat against the wall, leaning on them for supposed for a moment as he begins to come back to reality.

A moment later he turns around to face me so his back is leaning against the wall. He still can't seem to focus his eyes as his chest heaves with every shallow breath.

He doesn't say anything, I don't think he can, while I stare at his face in wonder, watching the sweat drip down his chest.

He is so fucking stunning.

While he is leaning on the wall I reach for his shirt that was thrown on the ground to clean us both up a little. Since he has bragged about being able to buy new shirts twice to me now, I think he can sacrifice this one.

As his breath finally starts to stabilize I bring my eyes back up to his face. He has a dopey smile on his lips as his eyes finally seem to focus and meet mine.

"Let's go get cleaned up Kook." He breathes out still grinning.

He takes a step forward and almost collapses on his shaky legs.

I stifle a giggle and move to catch him.

A proud smile on my lips as I stare down at him, loving his fucked out face.

"I don't think a shower will go very well so a bath will have to do." He says, still panting lightly as he leans his head on my shoulder.

"Alright Yooni. Let's take a bath." I grin.