As I stood in front of the mirror, taking in my appearance, I was nervous. I had never really dressed up in front of Yoongi, and I didn't know how he was going to react.
"Well, this is as good as it is gonna get," I muttered, fidgeting with the dress. "Time to face the music."
Yoongi turned to look at me as I walked into the bedroom.
"Well?"
He shook his head. "What?"
"What do you think?"
"You look.. Umm fine?"
"Good to know." I scoffed, rolling my eyes, as I walked out of the room.
Fine? I look fine... Uggghhh, this man is so frustrating!
I was fuming by the time we made it to the restaurant, but I pasted a smile on my face as soon as I saw everyone.
"Noona, you look amazing!" Taehyung exclaimed.
I couldn't help, but laugh.
"Seriously, hyung, how did you manage to control yourself? I'm surprised that she made it out the door looking this good."
"Uh. I. Um." Yoongi stuttered.
Luckily, that was when the hostess arrived to escort us to our table.
I tried to keep a straight face through dinner, but, based on the looks that I kept getting from Sierra and Suziee, I wasn't doing a very good job at hiding my growing annoyance with the man to my right.
What finally made me snap, however, was what Yoongi said to me when we got back to the room.
"I don't get it. Why are you mad? I told you the dress looked fine."
"Fucking hell, Yoongi. It's not just that!" I snapped. "Yeah, I'm annoyed. I was really nervous about wearing something like that, and you couldn't even be bothered to offer a real compliment! Tae did. Tae, my friend's fiance, offered a more sincere compliment than you did. I am marrying you, Yoongi! Why can't you at least try? You don't talk to me, you won't spend time with me, and when all I want is to be reassured that I look at least a little bit attractive, you say I look fine!"
"I'm sorry!" He yelled. "I just.. I didn't know what to say. My mind completely blanked when you walked out in that dress..."
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{Yoongi's POV}
Fuck.
That's all I could think when she walked out. She looked nervous, but I have no idea why. I didn't know if I could let her wear that out of the room though. If that dress made me want her this bad, then I knew Chanyeol and Mark would think the same thing.
I was so mesmerized that I didn't even realize that she had said something.
"What?"
"What do you think?"
"You look.. Umm fine?"
Oh shit.. I fucked up, and I knew it as soon as I said it. I was nervous throughout dinner, knowing that I had to clear this up when we were alone again.
"I don't get it. Why are you mad? I told you the dress looked fine."
Shit, that came out wrong.
"Fucking hell, Yoongi. It's not just that!" She snapped. "Yeah, I'm annoyed. I was really nervous about wearing something like that, and you couldn't even be bothered to offer a real compliment! Tae did. Tae, my friend's fiance, offered a more sincere compliment than you did. I am marrying you, Yoongi! Why can't you at least try? You don't talk to me, you won't spend time with me, and when all I want is to be reassured that I look at least a little bit attractive, you say I look fine!"
"I'm sorry!" I yelled. "I just.. I didn't know what to say. My mind completely blanked when you walked out in that dress..."
I walked over to where she was leaning against the wall.
"I think that you look breathtaking. I was literally speechless when I saw you walk out of the bathroom, and I didn't want to even go to dinner after that."
"Why not?"
"Well, for one, I didn't want Chanyeol or Mark to see you. You looked too good. Two."
"Wait, why?" She asked, cutting me off.
I scowled. "Because they have been flirting with you for days!"
She giggled, "Yoongi, they were trying to make you jealous."
I sighed, "Well that's a relief at least."
We stood there in silence for a moment.
"So what was number two?"
I smirked, walked up and placing an arm on each side of her, pinning her in place.
"Two, I wanted to rip the damn thing off and make you mine right then." I whispered into her ear.
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{Your POV}
"Two, I wanted to rip the damn thing off and make you mine right then."
I shuddered, and looked him in the eyes.
"What's stopping you from doing it now?"
At that he crashed his lips onto mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth, proving his dominance. He grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his waist, wrapping his arms around me and lifting me off the ground. Instinctively, I wrapped my other leg around his waist.
He carried me over to the couch, sitting down and allowing me to sit on his lap with one leg on each side of him, all without breaking the kiss.
I ran my fingers through his hair, lightly pulling, making him let out a low moan. If I wasn't wet before, I was gushing now. I began grinding on his lap, feeling the evidence of his arousal growing beneath me.
I felt his and tracing up my left leg, getting closer and closer to my aching core, when he suddenly stopped, pulling back from the kiss.
I whimpered.
"What kind of panties are you wearing?"
"Black lace thong.."
"Good."
Suddenly, he hooked two fingers into the crotch of my underwear and ripped them in half. Before I could say anything, he plunged two fingers into my core, and his thumb began circling my clit.
"Yoongi.." I moaned.
"Kitten, I've only kissed you, and you're already soaking wet, what is it gonna be like when I actually start playing with you?" He said in a low voice.
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{Yoongi's POV}
I loved hearing her moans, they were so sexy and made me wonder why I had never touched her before.
"Let me hear you, Kitten."
I kept pumping her with my fingers, eventually adding a third, eliciting yet another moan from her.
"Yoongi, I'm.." she whimpered.
"Yes, Kitten, go ahead, give me that orgasm. Cum for me."
That pushed her over the edge. She moaned as her pussy throbbed around my fingers. I kept pumping, drawing out her orgasm for as long as I could. When she finally came down from her climax, I slowly pulled my fingers out of her, lifting them to my mouth, licking them clean. I moaned, she tasted like fresh citrus.
"Yoongi?"
"Yes, Kitten?"
"Thank you."
"What do you mean?"
"I needed that, it has been way too long."
I stopped, "Kitten, how long has it been since a man brought you to orgasm?"
She shrugged. "I think it's been about a year or so?"