note from holly: as part of the christmas events on my k0-fi page (censoring bc wattpad doesn't like you talking about it!!), i ran a poll for naughty vs nice. the members who got the most votes for naughty were jin, yoongi, jimin and jungkook.

this is yoongi's story from the collection.

warnings: established relationship (married), very gentle!!!, spoon sex, at the oc's family home

minors dni // originally posted to k0-fi

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The gentle stretch of your husband's body beside you welcomes you into Christmas morning. It's 5 am - the usual time Yoongi wakes up for work. Far too early for presents, but also a good couple of hours before the rest of the family will wake up.

At your parents' place, everyone has gathered for the holidays. Your sister, her husband, their kids. Some aunts and uncles, too.

"Morning," you sleepily husk as his arms tighten around you.

"Sorry," he whispers. "Did I wake you?"

He did.

But you love him, and you don't mind because you know you won't get a second to yourselves this week, so if an extra couple of hours in the morning is all you have together, then you'll take it.

"It's alright," you promise. "Happy Christmas."

Smiling as plants a kiss into the crook of your neck, Yoongi hums. "Happy Christmas, beautiful."

The tightness of Yoongi's embrace only amplifies the fact he's a little excited to see you this morning. Just like the 5 am starts, it's typical of him - but he's normally much more careful not to wake you. Reaching back, you don't say much as your palm presses against him. You're both naked, because there's a lock on your door, and you're not gonna change your habits even if you are back home.

"A present?" you quietly tease, wrapping around his firm cock. "For me?"

Yoongi laughs. Lets his hands roam. Squeezes at his favourite parts of you. "All yours."

Pushing back a little, you position yourself slightly better. Are aware of the fact you're not exactly wet, but also have fucked Yoongi enough times throughout your relationship to know all it takes is a few deep thrusts to have you ready.

"You sure?" He checks, because he's never actually fucked you at your parents' place. Always refused when you were younger. Would drive half a mile away and fuck you in his car instead. Now that you're married, he's a little less concerned about the wrath of your parents. "What about-"

"Yoongs, everyone's asleep. Trust me. Just go slow."

Not one to argue with his naked wife who has just lined him up to fuck her, Yoongi agrees. "Okay."

Gripping your hip, he slowly pulls you down onto him. There's not a huge amount of friction, but the lack of arousal to help him out definitely makes it a less smooth process.

"Fuck," you gasp, a little uncomfortable. "Keep it there."

Yoongi nods into the crook of your neck. Knows your pussy well. Groans quietly when he feels you begin to pulse around him. His hand comes to your front. Sinks down to your clit. Begins to run pretty circles against you as his cock keeps you stretched out.

The way you hum into your pillow is sweet. Yoongi loves these lazy little fucks. They're his favourite kind.

A small rhythm between you both is established. Not too much. Not too little. Just enough to ease you into it and spread your arousal.

Unlike normal, though, the pace is kept. He's slow with you. Gentle. Scared of being heard. Keeps playing with your clit. Knows how quickly he can make you cum like this and doesn't care to chase his own orgasm - but when the familiar shudder of your body engulfs him, your pretty moans muffled into the pillow, he knows he's done for. Shudders with you. Lets himself unload into your tight cunt. Fills you to the hilt. Keeps you plugged with everything that he is for as long as he can. Whispers how much he loves you against your throat.

"You're so perfect," he promises. "You've got no idea how much I love you. It's impossible, actually, how much I love you. Nobody could ever love another human more."

Which is funny, because come this time next year, when Christmas morning is spent trying to get your three-month-old back to sleep, both of you far too tired to even think about sex, Yoongi will say it again.

Somehow, he really will love you more than he did the year before. He'll rinse and repeat the same line every year. And each and every year, he'll impossibly love you just a little bit more.