"Cassie, Yoongi's already here to pick you up! If you don't hurry up, both of you will be late!" My mom has been yelling at me all morning but I particularly liked this one. Because why not?

"Coming!" I replied, dashing out of my room quicker than my shower earlier. He was in the kitchen, sitting by the counter, eating the half eaten sandwich I left. A smile was on his face when he saw me, his cheeks puffing out as he chewed the food in his mouth.

Yoongi had moved back to town and we're attending the same university now. It made me so happy when I heard about it because I never thought he'd persuade his parents for me. Now I love him more and more.

I got him a glass of water, pecking him on his cheek. "Here, you hungry breakfast monster."

"Nyour mwom mwakes amwazing bandmwiches." He tried to speak with a full mouth which resulted to only half of his sentence being coherent.

I sat beside him and propped my chin on my hand, watching him. When mom went to wake up my little brother, I smoothed my hand on his thigh, leaning close to whisper to his ear seductively as he was tipping the glass of water over his mouth.

"That's not the only amazing thing my mom made." I then showed him an inviting smile as I made him follow my gaze down to where I spread my legs open for him and allowing him to have a glance at another amazing thing under the skirt I wore today.

He choked on his water, spurting some on his shirt. I laughed and got him some tissues, "Seriously. You are so weak. To think that a simple stunt like that would cause your death."

He tried to hide the blush under his skin as he grabbed the tissues from me, "You already know I'm like this, yet you keep doing that.."

"Doing what?" I teased some more as I leaned closer.

"Teasing me.."He eyed my hand on his inner thigh, my thumb gently drawing circles against his pants. Yoongi couldn't look me in the eye because he keeps being reminded of the purple, fully laced underwear I wore today and how it was so pretty hidden between my thighs.

"I do it because you're cute." I leaned forward to kiss his lips once, "Yoongi boo."

The two of us rode the bus on the way to the University. He's studying Theology while I'm taking computer technology major in Game and Interactive Design. I didn't know how I ended up with that but I liked it. I shared a few minors with my boyfriend. Actually, we planned it ahead of time since we knew he wouldn't be able to spend time with each other anymore when the semester starts because of those pesky seminaries he needed to attend over the weekend. We're both graduating soon so we are extra busy.

After my class, I asked him to meet up with me in the library because I had something to do there. While I was doing my paper, he was dozing off beside me so I decided to play with him again, just to wake him up. I started with intentionally pulling our linked hands on top of his lap, underneath the table.

He opened his eyes, I asked him, "Have I ever told you that you're so fucking hot?"

"Cassie, not again-"

"I'm not finished talking yet." I shushed him with my fingers over his lips then when I made sure nobody was paying attention to the both of us, I uncrossed my legs and gave him a little feel of my inner thigh but his hand remained frozen against my skin, "Goddamit, Yoongi. You're so sexy. Mmm. I'm getting wet just by imagining your hands touching me there."

He watched me make erotic faces at him, biting and licking my lips, causing him to swallow hard. "I'm so wet, Yoongi. I want you to feel me up."

He retrieved his hand from under my skirt and placed both of them atop the table. I smiled at him, knowing that I succeeded in turning him on just by the uncomfortable look of his pants as he pretended to read a book.

"You're really sticking to it, are you?" I asked him, lifting the sexual tension right away. "You really don't want to have sex with me."

Yoongi's lips moved, I was watching him closely, "It's not like I don't want to.. You're very beautiful and enticing."

"But?" I tried to make eye contact with him, succeeding at the first attempt.

Yoongi shook his head, shaking sinful thoughts off his mind, "Why are we even talking about this here?"

"No. I want to hear your reason." I whined and pouted, egging him on. "Why won't you have sex with me when we've been faithful to each other for five years."

"Because it's a sin, okay?" Yoongi said simply, feeling warm so he loosened up the collar of his shirt by unbuttoning one. "To engage in sexual activity out of wedlock is a sin, Cassie. I told you this before."

"Really? I guess I wasn't listening." I replied, "There's another question."

"That's the last for today. I won't be entertaining any more questions about this." He turned to look at me and I nodded obediently at him, "Okay, what is it?"

"Will you fuck me if I agree to marry you?" I scooted closer to him, "Will you?"

"That is not the right term." Yoongi said, avoiding my gaze.

"Sex. Making love. Fornication. Copulation. Consummation. Coitus." I counted on my fingers and then I faced him again, "Pick one. It's all means the same — you shoving that dick in me and making me cum so fast and hard my body begins to convulse as I scream your name."

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Wednesday.

I called Yoongi to tell him I'm feeling under the weather and so I wouldn't be able to come to any of our classes together.

"Alright. Just rest at home, okay?" Yoongi said over the phone, his voice was soft and sweet. "I'll drop by later to give you notes and help you with your due papers."

"Thank you so much, Yoongi." I told him, smiling because he's being so sweet.

"It's nothing. I just want you to get better soon." He said warmly. "I have to go. I love you."

I spent the whole day in my room, sleeping after nursing a terrible headache. Later that afternoon, Yoongi came by but I was still asleep so he just invited himself in my room and proceeded to write my papers and some of the notes I missed today. He was dead tired but he pushed himself for today because I needed his help. He really didn't have to but he did. Yoongi finished my works and decided to close his eyes for a bit when he was done, just to relax his tired eyes but he ended up sleeping soundly until it got dark outside.

When I awoke, I found him bent over my desk, asleep. I peeked at his face and smiled as I pick up an eyelash that was on his face, being careful not to wake him at the same time because he looked like he needed a rest.

I noticed the smudge of ink on the side of his hand and realized that he has been writing for hours. I found my assignments completed and my notebook filled with the new notes from today's lectures.

"What would I do without you?" I smiled at his sleeping figure before I kissed his lips softly. "Thank you."

I was taken aback, my eyes widened when he pulled me on his lap, his lips pressed on mine as he kissed me with passion. I let him have his way with my mouth. He needs to let out all his sexual frustrations after all the teasing I've done. I kinda felt guilty. Once he pulled away, he smiled breathlessly at me, "That's payment for today's help."

"I can pay you in full." I said, my hands making its way down south. "If you want."

Yoongi caught my wrist and stopped me when I was at the level of his lower abdomen. "Don't."

"Your expression doesn't look nice." I commented at his frown, "Am I finally breaking your wall?"

"I've been thinking about it." He said, his eyes looking up at me and then my body. "I can't abandon my beliefs. I'm already so tainted with thoughts of you but I still can't have sex with you, not until we're married. That is.. if, you know, you're planning to marry me someday."

"Are you serious right now? I've wanted to marry you since you gave me that look." I cupped his face in my warm hands.

He had a puzzled expression on his face, "What look?"

I let my forehead touch his as I closed my eyes to relish on the feeling of him being so close and intimate with me. After awhile, I fluttered my eyes open, and answered, "That look you gave me on our first date, that heart melting look from the Pastor's boy that made me feel like I'm the purest and prettiest girl in your eyes."

"Because you are." Yoongi spoke, hugging my waist. "You always have been."

"We both know I'm not." I laughed. "I go to church but I think of you doing things to me."

"That doesn't make me love you less, baby." Yoongi had me smile once again. "You're just perfect."

"You're going to have to ask for forgiveness again.." I told him before we began to make out again. "Yoongi. It's okay to touch me."

I could feel his warm breath against my neck as I whisper in his ear things that will make him sin. Yoongi always hesitated when it comes to this but I know he would like it so I encouraged him. I guided his hand under my shirt and let him cup both of my breasts. "How does it feel to touch me, Yoongi?"

I took my shirt off for him and watched the expression on his face, his eyes stuck on my chest as I make him touch them more. I let his hand go when they started to move themselves freely as our lips come together again. This feeling is what I've always wanted, he's making me feel so good. I just love the feeling of his whole hand covering my breasts so perfectly, the way he feels me up.

"Yoongi.. I'm getting so wet with the way you're squeezing me." I moaned against his mouth, squirming on his lap. "You're getting so hard already."

He let out a groan when I broke the kiss and focused on grinding my hips back and forth over his grown erection. Yoongi gripped my hips, making me still above him as he moaned out very sexily, cumming so fast in his jeans.

I arched my back, going faster, "I'm going to cum soon, yoongi.." My chest pressed against him as I began to help myself, my fingers moving fast on my sensitive clit.

It was over in a second. My body trembled as I came and he held me up to him, my toes curling and all my senses drowned out by pure pleasure. Regret was now flooding into his mind but I couldn't care less as I kissed him again. I don't know why I want him so bad but it made me feel so good, knowing I made him so breathless like this. I'm happy I was able to make him feel good, so good he's still gripping on my hips and his heart beating so hard inside his chest.

Forgive us.