Yoongi felt a lump building on his throat, "They will feel incredibly stimulated and sensitive, and maybe more painful, as they will feel his or her body burning up, with sexual intercourse being the only way to relieve this burning sensation…"

"Why the heck didn't she tell me?" He moaned and closed his laptop, telling Jimin that he had an emergency to attend to. He dashed towards his car, hoping that she would be okay. 

When he shut the door to his flat, he couldn't find her in the living room where she used to take her brief naps. He dashed towards his room but came to a halt when he heard cries from the washroom. 

She was struggling for oxygen inside the tub. He dragged her from the tub and cradled her in his arms. He muttered, " I'm here for you," 

"Please... Help me.. make it stop!" she pleaded, sobbing loudly.

The fabric was hugging her skin, which had become see-through, and it wasn't doing her any good. 

He circled her waist with his arms and drew her chin up to face him, "I'll help you." 

Before hovering over her, he assisted her in undressing and placing her on his bed. It's her first time, and it's him as well. He smirked at her, attempting to mask his nervousness behind it, "Kitten, are you ready?" He nipped her earlobe seductively, making her moan. 

She closed her eyes and felt his lips on her sensuous place, nibbling and sucking at her skin and leaving love bites on her neck. His bottom lips bit into hers, making her gasp. He took advantage of the situation and slid his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it while his hands ran around her body, making her moan. 

He began to drop open-mouthed kisses all over her body, from her collarbone to her stomach, making sure he covered every inch of her. 

He moved slowly within her. He gave her time to get adjusted to his size. A sigh from his lips as he realized how tight and wet she was for him. He never took his gaze away from her, marveling at her exquisite features and analyzing her expressions since he knew the first time would be difficult for her. He tried to distract her from the anguish she was in by softly kissing her.

While he deepened the kiss, her chilly fingers stroked over his chest. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, making her a moaning mess, he began to pick up his pace, sending ecstasy through her body.

He was very aware of her proximity. After they both reached their climax, he dropped onto the bed next to her, panting heavily, "Are you alright? Is it still hurting you?" 

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." She muttered, snuggling into his neck. 

"I'm glad," he said, kissing her on the forehead and cradling her frail body in his grasp, "Why didn't you inform me about this?" he murmured.

To him, her words were barely audible. "I didn't want to... Pressurize you... Make you feel uneasy..." 

"Minnie, you're aware that I love you, right? I would do it for you if it were something I had to do." She kissed his cheeks and then buried her head in his chest. 

He shifted a few strands of her hair away from her face, which was obstructing his vision, "Don't be shy, open up to me so I can assist you next time," he urged, receiving a little smack on the chest in response. He chuckled, "Someone's shy!"

For both of them, the sensation was absolutely surreal. Everything seemed to be in its proper place. Slowly, they both drifted away into their dream worlds, holding each other in their arms.