I blame literally every single person who sent me a “this or that” question about sitting on Suga’s face for this. do you even know the things you’ve done to me. you bastards.
“I feel like I’m gonna suffocate you,” you giggle, trying not to thrash and knee Yoongi in the face when his fingertips tickle behind your leg.
“Good way to go,” he grins back.
Long fingers dig into the back of your thighs, hauling you upwards despite the flush on your face until you’re knees are digging into the mattress on either side of his head. He strokes down the sides of your thighs to calm you down but you still can’t help feeling embarrassed, especially when he presses a kiss to your inner thigh and inhales deeply.
“God, you smell so good,” he groans, licking the skin.
“Oh my god, shut up,” you flush. Even so, you whimper at the feeling of him dragging his mouth along your thighs. “I can’t believe you want to do this.”
“Like I wouldn’t live and die between your thighs if I could,” he smirks. He always layers on the grease when you get embarrassed because he loves watching you squirm. You’re tempted to smack his forehead but you’re clutching your shirt in your hands too tightly to follow through. He presses another kiss to your thigh, higher up this time and making your clit ache with need, before whispering that you need to relax.
You go limp, letting him pull you closer and into a better position with strong hands digging into your butt until you can barely see his eyes between your legs. You can hear his second moan loud and clear though.
Aucun commentaire:
Enregistrer un commentaire