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Strange Tides (Chapter Nine)
*sexual scenes and strong language*
For the next two days, you and yoongi spend all day with each other, from working out, to painting. You eat every meal with each other and you start to feel happy. You are in the abandoned building, yoongi surprised you with a painting day. "Are you going to talk to them tomorrow?" He asks as he looks up from his canvas. "Yeah. I have to." You say concentrating on your own canvas. "Do you know what you're going to say?" He asks as he washes the paintbrush in a plastic cup of water. "Sorry for sleeping with your future coworkers." You shrug. He chuckles, "that's one way." He says. He stops and stares at you. "What?" You ask looking at him. "I'm trying to get your eyes right." He says dipping his brush in the paint. "Are you painting me?" You ask. He nods, "What are you painting?" He asks. "You'll see." You say. His phone starts ringing, "Hello? Yeah. She's fine. When? We will be there." Yoongi says as he hangs up. "Mandy wants to see you. We are going to dinner with her and Eleanor." He says as he continues to paint. "Probably to kick me off the team." You say putting the finishing touches on your painting. "Done." He says turning around his canvas. You stare at a face too pretty to be yours. "That's no me." You say looking at him. "Yes, it is." He says "She is so pretty." "You are this pretty. Why can't you see it?" He says, you put down your paintbrush and turn you're around. "You painted me? As an angel?" He says looking at you. He stands up and walks over kissing you. "I'm sorry. I've always wanted to do that." He whispers his lips grazing yours. His touch feels so nice, you kiss him back, pulling him close. His hands wrap around your waist. "You need to get ready for dinner." He says breaking away.
You want more of his touch. You pout, he chuckles "I'll make it up. I promise." He says as he walks out of the room. The two of you walk back to the hotel to get dressed for dinner. You walk into a fancy looking restaurant, looking around for Mrs.Gram. "Y/n. Over here." Yoongi says standing up. You walk over to the table, Mrs. Gram and her wife were looking at the menu. "Hi. Long time no see" you say sitting down. "Having fun?" Mrs. Gram asks looking up from her menu. "Yeah." You say looking down at the menu. You all order and Mrs. Gram looks at you. "I know you're not stupid. Yoongi says you want to do something in art. If you are interested I can sign you up to be my assistant. It pays more than your cafe job, and within a year you can teach at a college." She says sipping on wine. You glance at yoongi. "That sounds amazing. You aren't mad I don't want to go take the offer?" You ask looking down. "It's your life, not mine." She says grabbing her wife's hand. "When can I start?" You ask as the waiter places your food down. "The fall semester. The dean already approved me having an assistant before we left. I had a feeling it would be you." She smiles. The four of you are and said your goodbyes. You hug yoongi, "thank you." you say. He smiles, "Time to make up for earlier." He says picking you up. "I can walk!" You laughed. He smiles his gummy smile walking up to his hotel door. He opens it and walks in, he has a tight grip on you as he kicks the door behind him. "I have to explain something to you before we start." He says his tone getting serious. You gulped. "I like fucking rough. If anything I do hurts or scares you say red. Yellow for me to calm down a little and if I hesitate to say green if you want me to continue." He says laying you down. "Okay." You say. He turns around and starts taking off his shirt. "Call me master." He says with a smirk on his face.
His lips crash into yours. Hare hands where needy grabbing anything of you he could hair, clothes, skin. It didn't matter. You left out a soft moan as he pulled your hair making your head you back. "You like that babydoll?" He asks his eyes black with lust. "Yes, master." You say. He smiles, "take off everything." He says as he opens the dresser. You stand up and do as you are told. "Turn around." He demands. You do and you feel cold metal meet your wrists. "What are you doing." "Don't worry it's just handcuffed." He says in a chuckle. Your cheeks get warm, "on your knees." He says pushing you down. He pulls out his fully erected cock smacking it hard on the sides of your face. "You look so pretty, but prettier with my cock in your mouth. Open" he says with his hands on your head. You shut your eyes and open your mouth. The salty taste of him filled your mouth, "Fuck" he hisses as he moves his hips. "Look at me babydoll. It's okay." He says you open your eyes and look up. You see me smiling devilishly at you. He moves his cock deeper and you gag, tears fill your eyes. "Damn." He says as he repeats his movements. He takes his cock out of your mouth, saliva runs down your chin. "Stand," he says. His one-word commands becoming more frequent. You stand looking at him. He gets on his knees and parts the folds of skin that hid your clit. His tongue touches it making you jump. He grins as he continues circling your spot. Your legs start to shake. "M-master. I'm going to fall." You say as your legs give out. He catches you and lays you on your stomach on the bed. You feel him put his cock at your entrance. "Beg me." He says. "Please fuck me, master. Please." You say shaking your ass. He slams into you hard, he quickens his pace, holding your hands that are still cuffed. "Fuck." You scream out burying your head in the bed. He growls as your walls start to tighten. "Babydoll. Where do you want me to cum" he asks "My chest, but please don't stop I'm almost there." You whimper. You finally have your release. He rolls you over and you're met with his hot load. "Babydoll. Are you okay?" He asks shaping out of his lustful persona. "Yeah, but can you take these off." You stay standing up. He takes off the handcuffs "take a shower." He demands. You walk to the bathroom. After your shower, you walk back into the room in a towel. "Come here and look at the view." He says looking at the window. The sky was pink and orange from the setting sun and the ocean looked green. "Wow," you whisper. "Be mine." He says turning to you. "Really?" You ask. He nods, biting his lip. "I would love to." You say.
The end.
#bts #yoongi
For the next two days, you and yoongi spend all day with each other, from working out, to painting. You eat every meal with each other and you start to feel happy. You are in the abandoned building, yoongi surprised you with a painting day. "Are you going to talk to them tomorrow?" He asks as he looks up from his canvas. "Yeah. I have to." You say concentrating on your own canvas. "Do you know what you're going to say?" He asks as he washes the paintbrush in a plastic cup of water. "Sorry for sleeping with your future coworkers." You shrug. He chuckles, "that's one way." He says. He stops and stares at you. "What?" You ask looking at him. "I'm trying to get your eyes right." He says dipping his brush in the paint. "Are you painting me?" You ask. He nods, "What are you painting?" He asks. "You'll see." You say. His phone starts ringing, "Hello? Yeah. She's fine. When? We will be there." Yoongi says as he hangs up. "Mandy wants to see you. We are going to dinner with her and Eleanor." He says as he continues to paint. "Probably to kick me off the team." You say putting the finishing touches on your painting. "Done." He says turning around his canvas. You stare at a face too pretty to be yours. "That's no me." You say looking at him. "Yes, it is." He says "She is so pretty." "You are this pretty. Why can't you see it?" He says, you put down your paintbrush and turn you're around. "You painted me? As an angel?" He says looking at you. He stands up and walks over kissing you. "I'm sorry. I've always wanted to do that." He whispers his lips grazing yours. His touch feels so nice, you kiss him back, pulling him close. His hands wrap around your waist. "You need to get ready for dinner." He says breaking away.
You want more of his touch. You pout, he chuckles "I'll make it up. I promise." He says as he walks out of the room. The two of you walk back to the hotel to get dressed for dinner. You walk into a fancy looking restaurant, looking around for Mrs.Gram. "Y/n. Over here." Yoongi says standing up. You walk over to the table, Mrs. Gram and her wife were looking at the menu. "Hi. Long time no see" you say sitting down. "Having fun?" Mrs. Gram asks looking up from her menu. "Yeah." You say looking down at the menu. You all order and Mrs. Gram looks at you. "I know you're not stupid. Yoongi says you want to do something in art. If you are interested I can sign you up to be my assistant. It pays more than your cafe job, and within a year you can teach at a college." She says sipping on wine. You glance at yoongi. "That sounds amazing. You aren't mad I don't want to go take the offer?" You ask looking down. "It's your life, not mine." She says grabbing her wife's hand. "When can I start?" You ask as the waiter places your food down. "The fall semester. The dean already approved me having an assistant before we left. I had a feeling it would be you." She smiles. The four of you are and said your goodbyes. You hug yoongi, "thank you." you say. He smiles, "Time to make up for earlier." He says picking you up. "I can walk!" You laughed. He smiles his gummy smile walking up to his hotel door. He opens it and walks in, he has a tight grip on you as he kicks the door behind him. "I have to explain something to you before we start." He says his tone getting serious. You gulped. "I like fucking rough. If anything I do hurts or scares you say red. Yellow for me to calm down a little and if I hesitate to say green if you want me to continue." He says laying you down. "Okay." You say. He turns around and starts taking off his shirt. "Call me master." He says with a smirk on his face.
His lips crash into yours. Hare hands where needy grabbing anything of you he could hair, clothes, skin. It didn't matter. You left out a soft moan as he pulled your hair making your head you back. "You like that babydoll?" He asks his eyes black with lust. "Yes, master." You say. He smiles, "take off everything." He says as he opens the dresser. You stand up and do as you are told. "Turn around." He demands. You do and you feel cold metal meet your wrists. "What are you doing." "Don't worry it's just handcuffed." He says in a chuckle. Your cheeks get warm, "on your knees." He says pushing you down. He pulls out his fully erected cock smacking it hard on the sides of your face. "You look so pretty, but prettier with my cock in your mouth. Open" he says with his hands on your head. You shut your eyes and open your mouth. The salty taste of him filled your mouth, "Fuck" he hisses as he moves his hips. "Look at me babydoll. It's okay." He says you open your eyes and look up. You see me smiling devilishly at you. He moves his cock deeper and you gag, tears fill your eyes. "Damn." He says as he repeats his movements. He takes his cock out of your mouth, saliva runs down your chin. "Stand," he says. His one-word commands becoming more frequent. You stand looking at him. He gets on his knees and parts the folds of skin that hid your clit. His tongue touches it making you jump. He grins as he continues circling your spot. Your legs start to shake. "M-master. I'm going to fall." You say as your legs give out. He catches you and lays you on your stomach on the bed. You feel him put his cock at your entrance. "Beg me." He says. "Please fuck me, master. Please." You say shaking your ass. He slams into you hard, he quickens his pace, holding your hands that are still cuffed. "Fuck." You scream out burying your head in the bed. He growls as your walls start to tighten. "Babydoll. Where do you want me to cum" he asks "My chest, but please don't stop I'm almost there." You whimper. You finally have your release. He rolls you over and you're met with his hot load. "Babydoll. Are you okay?" He asks shaping out of his lustful persona. "Yeah, but can you take these off." You stay standing up. He takes off the handcuffs "take a shower." He demands. You walk to the bathroom. After your shower, you walk back into the room in a towel. "Come here and look at the view." He says looking at the window. The sky was pink and orange from the setting sun and the ocean looked green. "Wow," you whisper. "Be mine." He says turning to you. "Really?" You ask. He nods, biting his lip. "I would love to." You say.
The end.
#bts #yoongi
