~ Noona's POV ~

The last thing I remember before falling into a deep sleep, was Yoongi kissing me over and over again. His lips were so sweet, and his kisses felt like feathery intimate touches. I loved them.

I tried staying awake so I could kiss him back. But after he worked me over the way he did I was exhausted. It has been a very, very long time since I had felt that good from sex, and I was a little embarrassed by how quickly I came.

When I did stir awake, it was dark in my room and I felt stiff. I opened my eyes to see Yoongi's arms wrapped around me, and my leg lifted over his hips. His lips were parted as his soft breaths left his mouth. He looked so peaceful. It took a few moments before it clicked with me that we were both still naked.

We had never left the bed.

I knew he hated to be woken up, but we both really needed to shower, and change the sheets. There was no way I was going to be able to fall asleep again unless we did. I pulled my arm from under his and started carding my hand through his thick hair. It didn't take long for him to stir, and he opened one eye. The room was dark, so I wasn't sure if he could really see me, but then he closed it again.

"Noona." He sighed before snuggling back into the pillow.

It made me giggle, so I leaned forward giving him kisses to his lips before I felt him stir again and pucker back. "Yoongi." I said softly, continuing to kiss on him and run my hand through his hair.

"Mmmm." He grunted, letting me know he was awake.

"Yoongi we need to get out of bed and take a shower." I said softly. "We also need to change the sheets."

"The sheets are fine." He mumbled.

I was sure he wasn't all the way awake yet because if I felt stiff, he for sure did. I started moving my hand from his hair to his face, being as soft and slow as possible. "Yoongi, sweetie you need to wake up."

"Sweetie?" He asked, his voice a little firmer. Then I saw his mouth smirk.

I giggled again. "Yes, baby we need to shower."

"You are fine." He said again, snuggling me back into his chest. "Sleep."

"Yoongi, I want to shower. You have to let me go."

He pouted and didn't let go. "I will never let you go."

His tone was a little more serious that time, and though I still wasn't sure if he was awake or not, his words gave me butterflies, nonetheless. "Not like that. I need to shower, and you do too."

He raised an eyebrow without opening his eyes. I could tell he was awake now because the tips of his fingers were now drawing circles softly on the skin of my back. "I will shower after you." He said, then sighing. His eyebrow lowered, and though his fingertips were still moving, it was almost as if he fell back asleep.

I grinned, a brilliant idea coming to mind. I put my face as close as I could to his and whispered. "You would make me shower alone?"

I felt his fingertips stop, and he opened an eye this time, looking right at me. "You want company?" He asked.

I nodded biting my lip before leaning forward and kissing his mouth. He turned his head to kiss me better, and his hands took hold of me pulling me into him more. I didn't let the kiss get too far before pulling back. "Shower." I replied, wiggling my eyebrows.

"I'm in." He replied, finally unwinding his arms around me. He stretched a little as I rolled onto my back. At the corner of my eye I saw him roll to his side again, propping his elbow with his head on his palm.

I turned to him, and he had such a soft smile. "What?"

"That was amazing." He grinned. "It amazes me at how responsive you are."

"What do you mean?" I asked still on my back. I didn't pay too much attention to the fact that we were not covered, and I watched as his eyes moved down to my chest.

"I mean...this." He reached up and softly trailed his hand up my stomach and over my breasts running his fingers over my nipples. I felt my body break out into goosebumps and the pink bud hardening instantly. He kept softly running his hand over my breast while I fought the urge to arch my back into his palm. "You are so responsive to touch. I love it."

I shivered. The praise he was giving me was such a turn on. I never realized it affected me that way. "I'm glad you enjoy." I smiled; my voice breathy from how his touch made me feel.

He grinned and moved his hand from teasing my nipple to my face, cupping my cheek. "You feeling okay?"

"I'm a little sore." I admitted with a smile. "But it's a sore that I missed feeling."

He smiled and leaned forward kissing me softly, gliding his lips over mine. The spark between our lips made me want to melt into him and never leave this bed. But I could actually feel the left over affects of our actions from hours ago, and I really wanted to shower.

I pulled back reluctantly. "So, will you shower with me?"

He started to move forward, making me roll onto my back again. He kept his face close to mine, his grin wide and mischievous. "Yes, please." He teased in a low voice.

I giggled and he rolled off the bed entirely, his naked body exposed and his erection giving him away.

"Oh?" I asked as I leaned up.

He shrugged. "You better get used to it because now that I've seen you naked, had the privilege to touch you, and felt you wrapped around me; its going to be on my mind pretty much all the time, resulting in this." He said gesturing to his arousal.

I blushed a little, now excited for the next time I could have him buried inside of me. He extended his hand out, and I giggled taking it. He helped me up and I still felt very stiff, but I knew the hot water would help. Yoongi gently pulled me towards him and once I was pressed up against his body, he leaned and kissed on my neck.

Neck kisses were my favorite. Especially when he used his tongue with slow and steady strokes to follow his lips. "Yoongi." I groaned. "Shower."

He chuckled back stepping away but keeping hold of my hand. I walked with him towards my bathroom, letting him turn on the spout, waiting for the water to turn hot.

"This feels so natural." He said looking over at me. Those words made my heart soar. I completely agreed with that, and it was the most incredible feeling.

"It does." I said, smiling like an idiot. "Remember when you said that you never thought you'd be able to kiss me like that so easily?"

He smirked. "I do."

"Same thoughts about last night?" I said, tilting my head.

He laughed and tested the water before waiving me to get in. We both stepped in and the hot water felt amazing as it rolled down my back. I had my eyes closed when he wrapped his arms around me again, placing a kiss at the base of my neck.

"Last night was eye opening." He said.

I looked at him, placing my arms on top of his biceps. "What do you mean?"

He hesitated for a second before he spoke. "I know that we never wanted to talk about those two again, but if you want me to answer honestly, I'll have to."

"That's okay." I smiled.

"When I was with Jisoo, we used lube constantly. I thought it was due to use being so active, but I was just telling myself that. It also took me a lot longer to cum with her than it did you. I feel more with you, and I enjoy it way more with you."

I blushed, remembering once again how fast I came. I could barley look in his eye as I replied. "W-well I didn't take that long." I said trying to comfort him. "And I enjoyed it with you too. Way more than with Minho."

He pulled me even closer to his body, placing his forehead against mine. "They are irrelevant now. You cuming quick like that was actually one of the best parts. Your reactions are so fucking perfect. You are so sensitive, so responsive." He moved his hands up my back making me shiver. He chuckled deep in his throat. "See, that is so insanely hot."

"Really?"

"Absolutely, you know what else was insanely hot?" He asked, his smug smirk on his lips again.

"What?"

He leaned forward, his lips just brushing against the shell of my ear. "How wet you were." He said. The whisper fanned his breath against me, and I shivered from the tickle, even through the water. "How tight you were, and how loud you were." He kissed under my ear, dragging his tongue in a circle on that same spot. I shuddered deeply, that spot being a weakness I never knew about. "It made me never want to stop. I loved hearing you in such bliss."

He pinned me up against the shower wall, softly kissing me on my neck. I found myself tilting my head back, making room for his lips to wander. "I loved the way you spoke." I admitted, my eyes closed and enjoying his kisses.

A low laugh rumbled in his chest, and I could feel him smile against my neck. "You like it when I tell you what a good girl you are? How good it felt to have your hot and wet pussy wrapped around my throbbing dick?" He kept his lips close to my face, his touch, and his words making me shiver. The memory still fresh, and my body still needy.

I nodded. "It was so hot." I admitted. "No one has ever talked to me like that."

Suddenly I felt his lips start to move faster and with more fervor. His tongue swiped against my skin, and he was sucking on the spot he was focused on, making me let out a gasp.

"You are hot." He growled. "So, fucking sexy, I can't get enough of you, Noona. All I'm thinking about is fucking you until you are so blissed out you can't see. The need to please a woman has never been so strong before. I want you, over and over again." He kept kissing me, and I could feel his hardened cock press up against me. It made me throb and I lifted one leg wrapping it around his hip. It made him slip right at my entrance, my wetness making me ready for him. He pulled his head up and took hold of my thigh all at once. "You sure?" he asked, his voice breathy.

I nodded eagerly. "Please." I begged. "You don't have to ever ask. You have no idea how long it has been since I have had any release. And you made me feel so fucking good. Better than I have ever felt before. I'm not just saying that Yoongi. Your touch alone burns my skin with a fire that not no one has given me before. I want to feel it again." I placed my hands at his arms running my palms up and down, and even over his face and head. "I want to feel you again."

He captured my lips with his in a quick movement, swallowing my moan as he also pushed his thick pulsing member into me.

Round two was just as good as round one. And it was just the beginning of our exploration of each other's bodies. That whole weekend, I don't think I got dressed once. Then during the week, both of us would hurry home to see each other, and we still couldn't get enough.

I had never felt like this before. I never once had to try to convince him to spend time with me. He slept in my bed with me every night. And you damn well better believe he kept his promise he made at the river. Through the sweat, the gasps and groans, and even the shouts of climaxes, he made me feel wanted, and even needed. Just in that first week he made me feel more desired than Minho did through the 3 years we were together. Yoongi couldn't keep his hands off of me, and I couldn't keep mine off of him. His touch was always gentle, though firm, and the more sex we had the more open we became with what we liked best.

I learned that crotchless lace panties were a secret weakness and wearing lingerie throughout the house would guarantee an orgasm, maybe two. I learned how much I loved my nipples being teased, licked and sucked on, and how much he loved to do it. He loved pulling hair, and I enjoyed my roots being tugged, and the feeling of being controlled. The best part was his mouth. He was such a dirty talker. He let it slip once that Jisoo never liked it. Why she didn't, is way beyond me because the tone of the man's voice alone got me soaking wet for him.

Then there were the times where he would hold me, and pepper my neck and face with soft gentle kisses. The way he would look at me made my heart flutter and want to spend all my time with him. It was as if this was always how it was. Everything with Yoongi was easy, and it's like the best parts of our friendship only amplified since we took it to the next step. We laughed harder, talked way more, shared more. It was like we had been this way since the beginning. We were able to skip passed the awkward 'getting to know each other' stage, and immediately fell into a comfortable routine.

He was the best part of my day, and the most exciting and relaxing part of my nights.

I cursed myself for not seeing him this way sooner. We would often talk about how it was so clear that we were meant to be together this way, despite our history or our past. Even more surprising, the relationships that we thought broke our hearts from their infidelity, were almost forgotten. Yoongi was with Jisoo for four years, and I was with Minho for three but it was like it never happened.

It was as if they never existed at all.