Min Yoongi x Male Reader

Written by: Admin Sherlock

Relationship ( So Far ;] ) :

You guys are close, not best friends, but enough to be able to trust each other easily and hang out with each other when the both of you weren’t busy. (Suga is attached to you, but that’s mostly because he has feelings for you.)

Scenario :

You and a few others were on their way home from a crazy party, but deciding to keep the party going, someone rented a party bus, which only some managed to squeeze into, but those who did were treated with male and female strippers.

~Suga x Reader~

Not Ready

>Your PoV<

The real party had started.

Surrounded not only by dongsaengs and sunbaes, but by strippers was something I thought I would have kissed goodbye from the moment I became famous, but tonight seemed to be a special case.

Sitting back and enjoying the show, I was surprised when a speed bump guided a male stripper onto my lap that was making his way to one of the girls, but despite what I would expect, he went with it.

He experimentally ground on my crotch, looking for some reaction from me, which he did get. I repositioned myself, letting my hands linger on his body as he decided it was time to give me a proper lap dance.

After a while, I took out some money, slapping it onto his ass before digging it into his underwear.

He twerked on my crotch a bit more before switching to a different person, causing everyone in the party bus to cheer as the show ended.

Sadly, our trip ended, with all of us getting off at the middle of where all of us lived, and since it was close to my apartment, I just went walking.

>Yoongi’s PoV<

I walked away from Namjoon and Jimin, following the direction in which (Y/N)’s house was, “Guys I’ll catch up with you later, don’t wait up on me.”

“You gonna get with one of those strippers, eh, Yoongi.”

“Shut up.”

It’d be more accurate to say I’m about to become one…

I was surprised to see (Y/N) so into the stripper, despite not showing that much interest, there was still enough there, enough that I could tell that he was at least not a straight guy. But it’s ridiculous that because of this I am getting a career change to a stripper- let’s just see how things go anyway.

>Your PoV<

Hearing a knock on my door, I decided to postpone my shower a bit to go get the door.

I opened the door, only to reveal my good friend Yoongi, “Aren’t you supposed to be more cautious about that”, he asked, making me confused, “Your abs haven’t debuted yet.”

I laughed, letting him in, liking his remark about my being shirtless, “Don’t sweat it”, I said, “Just get inside before anyone else get’s to witness such a sight.”

He leaned on the kitchen island, “Why haven’t you shown off your body hyung”, he said, “It’s really such a shame.”

I chuckled, walking around to get a glass of water, offering him some, which he denied, “Well, the real question is are you mature enough to hear my answer?”

He scoffed, almost offended, “I’m 23, I doubt I can be phased.”

I smirked, “I always want to stay loyal to my lover”, I began, already enjoying seeing his wide eyed reaction, “I’ve had a few that like to leave hickeys on me, so I decided to keep them private, that way it’s a reward that only my lover gets to enjoy.”

“Oh”, I said, making him, regain focus on me, “You too.”

His ears went red, making him turn his head, “Why me?”

I smiled, walking closer to him, “I would like to say that it’s because you are my lover, or because you’re so cute”, I said, lifting his chin, making him even more flustered, “But it’s mostly because you came to visit right when I was going to take a shower.”

He seemed to calm down after what I said, making me smirk, “That’s understandable”, he said.

“So why decide to come over to visit me all of a sudden?” I inquired, “What, did you think you were going to catch me with one of those strippers in the bus?”

He shook his head, “I wasn’t too far behind you when you came home, so I knew you were alone.”

“Then?”

Some redness seemed to return to his face, “Well, about that…”

“If you need time to think I can go take a shower real quick”, I said, yet it seemed he wanted anything but that.

“No-” he exclaimed, gripping the side of the counter, hearing him at his loudest.

He cleared his throat, “I- um- did you like what that guy was doing to you back there?”

I thought back a bit, remembering the only guy who gave me a lapdance, “Oh- him? It wasn’t bad, he’s not my type though.”

He paused for a moment, “So… you like guys too”, he said, probably letting the ‘too’ part slip out accidentally.

“Yeah”, I said, making him snap back to reality, “Does that mean you do too?”

“I guess it does.”

“So it has something to do with that…” I wondered, thinking that he may have possibly been jealous, but for Yoongi to admit was something very impossible.

His face went bright red once again, signaling to me that I was correct.

“So what do you want to talk about?” I asked, pinching his cheek, making him smack my hand away, pushing me and making me sit down onto a nearby chair.

Right as I was about to make another inquiry, he placed his knee in between my legs, giving me a great view of his half exposed thigh, courtesy of his ripped jeans.

He got closer, pressing himself against me, wrapping his head against my ear, probably too embarrassed to look at me.

I hummed, “So this is why you came”, I said, mentally preparing myself to what Yoongi had in store, which could either range from being extremely lewd or virginal.

He hummed as well, “I… I got a bit jealous when I saw you enjoy that other guy’s lap dance”, he admitted, accidentally confessing.

Moving my head so that I could at least look at one of his eyes, I nosed his cheek, “Since when have you felt this way about me?” I wondered, trying to figure out why I still haven’t confessed to my cute junior.

Of course I like Yoongi as well, it’s probably the teasing that discouraged him, I guess sometimes I go to hard on him.

He groaned, “How am I supposed to remember”, he mumbled, “It’s been a while.”

“So that means it’s been awhile since you’ve done anything, right?” I asked, running my hand up his back, hearing him inhale sharply beside my ear, “Of course it’s just a question.”

He pulled himself off of me, standing in front of me, staring at me for a while, “It’s true, I haven’t”, he admitted, making me raise my brow, “But let me get to business, this is nerve wracking as is.”

“You aren’t obliged to you know”, I said, watching as he got slightly closer to me, “If you’re embarrassed we can opt for something else- like a first date maybe?”

He rolled his eyes, “We’ve practically been dating with all the sexual tension we’ve had for the past month, just think of it as if we’ve been dating since then.”

I chuckled, prepared to kiss him when he got closer to me, but was surprised when he turned around, sitting on my lap instead.

“Yoongi.”

“Yeah?” he said, still just sitting on me, barely any movement.

“Do you even know how to do this?”

“Hardly.”

I grinned, holding back laughter, instead petting his hair, moving my hands to his hips, “You’re still doing great baby”, I said, guiding his hips properly onto my crotch.

With that bit of motivation and guidance, it seemed to egg him on, adding a bit more movement in his hips, trying to imitate the strippers grinding movements from earlier.

After a bit of grinding backwards and getting relatively hard, Yoongi realized things weren’t really going anywhere with him like that, “Fuck”, he said, “Let’s go to the couch,” taking my hand and leading me to the couch, “Touch me this time too, okay”, he said, pushing me gently onto the couch, climbing on top of me, kissing my forehead.

Extending my neck upwards, I made him kiss my lips, surprising him, but continuing after the brief moment of shock.

Reaching up to touch his neck, letting my thumb slide beneath his chin, I let my hand guide his hips downwards, making him groan lightly, “(Y/N)-”, he gasped, “Hurry up.”

I chuckled, “Aren’t you the one supposed to be giving me a show?”

He glared, “Stop trying to ruin the mood”, he said, beginning to take off his shirt, only for me to stop him half way, his head outside of his shirt, but his long black sleeves still on his arms, “Let me-”

“You look fucking amazing like this”, I said, adjusting the fabric behind his neck, feeling his skin crawl under my touch.

He nodded, almost pliant to my touch, moving his back towards me whenever I touched him.

“I never expected your nipples to be so pink”, I said, slightly rubbing on, making him almost jump off of me, eventually just getting off.

“You were going too far”, he said, beet red, yet his shirt made it impossible to take him seriously, “I-I am so - fuck- let’s just do this another day- okay, I really just-”

I smiled, “It’s alright Yoongi, I know how shy and uncomfortable you get sometimes”, I said, walking over to him to fix his shirt, kissing the top of his head afterwards, “We are dating now so we have plenty of time for you to get used to it, as well as to try new things.”

He sighed, “Shit… I just feel a bit inadequate to not be able to pull through.”

“You aren’t, don’t put yourself down”, I said, hugging him, “We can just go to my bed and cuddle for a bit, that’s a step right?”

Sighing again, he hugged me back, “Carry me.”

I laughed, “What’s with this sudden development?”

He groaned, “Let me be”, he said, “I wasn’t in the mood to be sexy anyway, I wanted to be with you-”

“And be reassured?”

He groaned, nodding slowly, “Yeah, I guess.”

I smiled, “Up we go then”, I said, lifting his legs, “Let’s hurry to my room before professional photographers catch us through the windows.”

Lifting him up, I carried him to my room, “Have they done that before?”

“Of course, they are professionals after all.”

“How do you get out of it?”

“Just a few special favors”, I said, placing him on the bed, looking at his wide eyes, “I’m kidding, I pay the magazines and such before they are released, I just ask and they give in.”

“Can you turn everyone into putty in your hands”, he groaned, laying down, with me laying down right next to him.

“I don’t know, can I?”

He scoffed, “I can tell you from experience that you are pretty effective.”

“Thanks.”  

(I got lazy at the end but I still wanted to publish it :) )