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yeah, like this? (m) || myg

pairing : yoongi x fem!reader

genre : smut, pwp

rating : m (18+); minors dni

summary : your boyfriend lures you to the couch of his studio just by a single look.

word count : 845

warnings : swearing, kissing, penetrative protected sex, clit slapping, hair tugging (i mean, ofc), marking, yoongi in this selca is BAD.

author's note : ha ha ha. are we surprised anymore? ik ik i almost came up with smth fluffy too but decided on this instead. thanks to nix @highly-functioning-mitochondria and meg @yoongukie-ff but we will get that one also !! and someone get a hold on me cause i CANT seem to stop myself from writing smth everytime this man posts like hello sir?? we are already on our knees. anyways. unedited and written on a whim as always.

mood : sweat - zayn

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"Yoongi, ah." you whine as he holds your waist tightly and your fingers graze the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Yeah, doll?" he grunts and thrusts his hips, making you a whimpering mess in his hold.

He brings a hand between your legs, to where your bodies are joined and slaps your clit as you shudder and weave your fingers through his hair, tightly tugging at the strands you love oh so dearly.

"Please." you moan.

"Please what? I need words." he smirks and you roll your hips over his, tipping your head back when he comes forward to feast on the soft skin of your neck.

He kisses it and sucks, his tongue peeking out to glide over the points he knows all too well. You increase your pace as you feel his ministrations make your entrance even slicker, making it easy for him to move inside you.

"Please, move faste- aah." he bucks his hips up as his cock hits your g-spot and all your words die in your throat.

"Yeah, like this?"

You feel devoured and he looks ravenous. Your hands move through his locks and he moans, as you angle your body in a way so that he repeatedly hits all your sweet spots.

"Mhm." you try to answer when he brings you forwards and locks you in place with his hands wounded around your waist tightly. He then starts to carry out your request and you'd be lying if you say you didn't feel your soul leave your body.

He is fucking into you at a pace that has you crying, resting your forehead onto his as you see his parted lips and flush cheeks, eyebrows knit in concentration and chest rising and falling incredibly fast. You know you are in the same state and when he looks up at you with the feeling of lust mixed with love, his gaze gentle but dark enough to shake your insides, you moan and capture his lips with yours.

They move slowly, taking their time, at first and you feel his cock move languidly, but still perfectly bringing you nearer to the edge. Soon, it's all teeth and tongue and he bites on your lower lip as he once again starts moving faster.

"Oh my god, this pussy will," he moans at your lips and you feel the shivers make your already full entrance throb.

"Yeah?" you close your eyes and kiss his forehead, rather sloppily.

"Will take my life one day. It's so perfect."

You feel the knot tighten at his words and you grip him tightly, knowing you'll form bruises on his neck. His white shirt rides up a not-so-decent amount when he moves his hips on the couch, ramming into you, and you feel yourself almost drooling.

"Just. Like. You.", he punctuates each sentence with a thrust and you finally break down for good, coating his cock with your cum and your cheeks with your tears.

Your eyes roll back into your head from the intensity of your orgasm as you all but see white in front of your closed lids, the object of your affection, or if you may say, cause of your ruined state, still moving inside you, and at last with a final thrust and moan, spilling inside the condom.

You both stay in the same position for a while, reveling in the after effects and the euphoric state of the mind-blowing session you just had.

From the session you remember, your boyfriend was having a rather stressful recording session when he lured you into his studio and in that goddamn couch with a selca from an angle you were seeing him from now.

You look over your shoulder and see the daw open on his pc with some channels sporting an audio clip. You look back at him and see him already looking at you with a fucked out expression, same as yours. He brings your face down to his and kisses your nose, moving to pull out from you.

You grimace as you stand up from his now softening cock and slide down beside him on the couch, your top stained with sweat and panties and jeans strewn about on the floor.

"Don't you have to complete this track by tomorrow?" you laugh when you see him make a not so polite face.

"Fuck, i have to." he stands up with a groan and discards his condom. He passes you a box of tissues and after you both clean up the mess, pulls his boxers and sweatpants back as you dress yourselves.

He takes a step towards his chair but before he moves further, he dips his body down over yours and pecks your lips sweetly.

"I love you." he gazes into the depth of your eyes and you melt into a pool of love.

"I love you too. Now go." and you push your boyfriend towards his desk so you can sit back and watch him work in peace, falling in love with him a little more, with each passing second.

taglist : @nuniah @jeonkookiesworld @kittykooyoongi @jjkeverlast @highly-functioning-mitochondria @gimmethatagustd @haliiimede @btsstan12 @aliimac @namjoonswhoresworld @apotatomashedbybts @here4btsfics @synnfulqt

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