You stop him mid-sentence by pulling him back to you and pressing your lips against his. Your hands find their way back to his hair as if it was the most natural thing for them to do. You pull back just enough so that you can look into his eyes as you speak.

"I think... I want you to love me, because somewhere deep down, I know that I love you too... I have for a while, I guess. Min Yoongi... you make me go against everything that I believed in, you annoy the hell out of me and yet, I am always pulled towards you. Irrespective of where I wish to run, you are always my destination... You drive me crazy, and I love you for that. And I never thought I would say the word love so easily, but, I guess, it is what it is, so you better deal with the consequences..." you chuckled towards the end as he smiled at you and nodded his head.

"Then love it is," he whispered and placed his palm on your cheek and pulled you towards him, his lips brushing yours ever so slightly. This moment was completely different than whatever you were feeling a couple of minutes ago. It was calmer and fluttery and was strangely more addictive than the tornado that was ready to tear both of you apart earlier.

 A brush of lips that was innocent takes no time to turn into one filled with lust. The years of walking around each other, carefully pushing and pulling the other till they were as close to the edge as possible, had come to an end. You had taken his hand and had taken that jump beyond the point of no return. And the fall was exhilarating.

You are smiling against his lips which were pressing against yours like you were all that he needed. You pull in his lower lip and suck at it, letting your tongue slip out and tease him. He groaned and pulled you up so that your legs were around his waist, your dress lifting up and hinting at the lace panty that you were wearing.

He quickly walked around his house to the guest room on the ground floor and placed you down on the bed. He was on top of you in an instant, hovering above you as his fingers started to move towards the hem of your dress.

"Do you want this, Y/N? Do you want me to claim you and mark you everywhere possible and fuck you senseless?" he said looking towards you, his voice breathy and intoxicating.

"Yes Yoongi," you replied pulling the collar of his shirt towards you and taking control of his mouth. He smiled into the kiss as his fingers started to move up your thighs and ghost near your clit. Your breathy moan is all the confirmation he needs as his fingers push aside your panty and press into your wet clit.

He rubs you as you unbutton his shirt and pull him closer to bite his neck before nibbling softly. Your head drops on the bed as his slick fingers push and curve into you and he finds your g-spot. You are gasping for air, your toes clutching the bedsheet as he rubs that spot, the sensation overwhelming to the point that you are moaning out his name as your back arches off the bed. 

Your hands which were around Yoongi's neck and on his back were clutching onto his shirt as his fingers continued to massage your spot until you cum. His fingers slow down their rhythm but just enough to facilitate your orgasm.

You fall back on the bed, looking at Yoongi as he smiles and pulls out his fingers which are now soaked with your juices. He leans towards you and presses a kiss on your forehead before reaching for the tissue box on his nightstand to wipe his fingers.

You grab his hands to stop him and put his fingers in your mouth as you suck on them, your tongue moving around him while staring at him.

He gulps audibly as you let your teeth scrape his fingers slightly before sucking them deeper and pulling out.

"Y/N... you will be my doom..." he whispers as you flip him around and straddle him.

"Yoongi, it will be my pleasure," you say as you kiss down his chest, moving towards the hem of his pants before you look at him for permission.

He nods his head, clearly holding back on himself as you slid his pants and boxers down, his dick bouncing out already leaking a bit. He blushes and looks away as you touch him experimentally.

Your fingers move around before grabbing him lightly and jerking him off. He moans out your name when you let your lips touch him, before engulfing around half of his shaft. He was huge, so as your mouth worked the top your fingers worked the bottom of the shaft.

His fingers found the way to your hair and he grabbed it to better control your movements, so you let him. He thrust his hips and you pulled out to blow air on his tip before licking the veins under his dick.

You were about to take him in, but he stopped you.

"I am about to cum," he groaned out softly. 

"Good, now let me finish what I started," you whispered and took him in. You kept sucking till he came in your mouth. You swallowed the salty liquid and continued sucking until he was done.

You wiped your mouth before climbing up and falling into his arms.

"You were amazing." he croaked out as he looked at you, his eyes pulling you towards him as his fingers brushed aside your hair.

"Thanks, babe, so were you. That was by far one of the best orgasms of my life." you smiled back at him as he pressed a kiss on your forehead.

"Do you have anything comfortable to change into?" Yoongi asked as he got up and pulled up his pants.

"Yeah, I do. It's in my bag... ugh... I forgot my bag in Jimin's car." you said facepalming.

"Here, since we are both the same size, these should fit," Yoongi said throwing me a pair of pyjamas.

"Thank you! Be right back!" you said as you skipped into his bathroom. You looked at your flushed face and messed up hair. If anyone could see you right now, they would assume the worst. They wouldn't be wrong, but still.

You quickly fixed yourself up and changed into his clothes. His scent clung to it and you couldn't stop yourself from taking a sniff.

It smelt like woods and ivory. You were sure it was probably because of the amount of time Yoongi spent napping on his favorite bench near the parking lot or near his piano.

You smiled before taking one last look and exiting the bathroom.

Yoongi had already changed while you were inside and when your eyes met, he blushed, probably because you were in his clothes.

"Damn Yoongi... didn't know you were a blusher," you smirked at him.

He rolled his eyes and led you to the living room. You sank into the sofa as he handed you some snacks to munch on. 

You switch on his TV and put it on some random music channel as he settles in next to you.

Exhaustion hits both of you and you soon find yourself cuddling into his side, his head falling atop yours, as you lull into your sleep.

The boys come in later at night, to find both of you passed out together on the sofa, cuddling into each other.

Let's just say that Jimin and Jin won a lot of money that night.