《MY Sweet Interlude》19- Not lovers, maybe friends
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Aliya wakes up early the next day even though she had a long night. Yoongi was still sleeping, so she slowly eased out of her bed grabbing her night shirt on the floor before swinging it over her head as she tiptoed out of her bedroom. She stopped at her laundry area to grab some fresh clothes out of her drier, which she thankfully haven't folded yet. It saved her from rummaging through the closet in her bedroom for clothes. After a quick shower, she went to the kitchen to make some coffee and prepared breakfast. She made it simple because she wasn't sure if Yoongi will even eat before he leaves. Yesterday, he just left but it's worth a try anyway. She can't make him leave with an empty stomach since they have formed some kind of relationship, not lovers, maybe friends...something, whatever this is called.
Yoongi must be really tired because he was still asleep when she went inside her room. She felt bad that he'd still be working even on a Sunday. She didn't know he is that dedicated to his job, it's very admirable, she thought.
She sat at her side of the bed and reached out to touch his arm as he had his back turned at her. He shifted his body and turned to her, reaching out to pull her arm so she'd lay back down on the bed. She squeaked as her head landed on her pillow and she saw his lips curve up although he still had his eyes closed. "Ya what are you doing? I thought you have a meeting today it's already 9:30."
"They moved the meeting at 1 instead of 10, I have a lot of time." He replied sleepily wrapping an arm around Aliya's shoulders pulling her against him. He took a deep breath and he opens his eyes looking directly at her. "You smell nice."
Aliya could feel her cheeks flush both from the flattery and her body responds to his touch. "I made breakfast." She replied feeling conscious of how he isn't breaking his eye contact on her.
"I'd rather eat you for breakfast." He replies with a slow wicked smile on his lips before giving her neck a lingering kiss moving up to nibble her ear making her giggle involuntarily. He responds with a deep chuckle as he moved to her other ear while his hands caressed her exposed thighs since she's wearing a pair of shorts. His right hand moves through the space of her shorts heading straight to her now moist center rubbing her through the material of her panties. He hums at her ear when his fingers moved towards her opening and felt how wet she is. "You're ready for me luv." He said.
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Aliya responds with a soft moan as she wraps her arms around his neck her hands moving up to his hair. She felt her shorts being removed followed by her panties. She felt stirrings inside her tummy over Yoongi's words, and now that his hands were playing with her, her need for him intensified. She gasps when he lifted himself, his arms on both sides of her head before moving his head low to give her a quick smack on her lips. He slowly slid down her body and she knew exactly where he was going, she bit her lower lip when his hands moved her thighs wider and she felt his warm breath near her center. When she felt his tongue travel through her slit, she closed her eyes and gave a breathless cry in pleasure.
Aliya's phone buzzed at her night table but she ignored it since Yoongi was doing wonders at her body as his mouth and tongue worked, sending her up to a different level of pleasure. Her phone started to ring snapping her out of her bliss. Turning towards the direction of her phone, she sees Jimin's name on the screen before it turned into a notification of a missed call. When it rang again and Yoongi saw her looking at it, he made an annoyed sound before saying. "Just ignore it." Aliya nodded, biting her lower lip again when she saw Yoongi's pink lips and chin glistening with her juice, the site arousing her more. He inserts two fingers in her and she closed her eyes in response clenching herself around him. He smirks cockily before lowering his mouth on her again as his tongue replaced his fingers inside her.
"Oh god." Aliya gasped as his tongue continued to move in and out of her.
Her doorbell rang and she ignores it knowing fully well that it's Jimin.
"Damn it." She heard Yoongi mutter when the doorbell kept on ringing. "Who the fuck is that?"
"Jimin." Aliya replies breathlessly.
"He'll go away." Yoongi replied moving back towards her again.
Whatever Aliya was going to say got lost when his tongue went deeper in her as his hands moved her thighs wide. She knew her orgasm was getting close specially when her doorbell stopped ringing. She felt bad for her friend because he might be getting some left over food for his breakfast. She'll make it up for him by making his favorite...Aliya's hands went towards Yoongi's head as she felt herself starting to reach her orgasm. He went down on her before on that first night they were together but he didn't get to do much because she came right away. Today, he showed her what it is to be eaten by him and the feeling is just beyond words. He continued to lap his tongue on her taking her further in her climax and she felt every muscle in her body go limp.
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Aliya was breathing hard trying to wait for her body to calm down from the intense orgasm she just had. She felt Yoongi move next to her so she opens her eyes, and found him still with a cocky smile on his lips. "Has anyone made you come like that before?"
She shook her head in reply before moving towards him to kiss his lips, not caring at all if she could taste herself in his mouth. Her hand moved towards his very hard bulge and he moans as she touched him. Then her phone rang again. "I am going to kill him." Yoongi mutters before saying. "Answer your phone and ask what the fuck does he wants. He might be bleeding or something."
Aliya giggled as she reached out for her phone and somehow she knew he is also a bit concerned for their friend.
"Yah, are you still sleeping or were you out? I've been trying to call you and ring at your doorbell a gazillion times. I'm hungry."
"Don't you have anything in your fridge that you can cook?" Aliya asks smiling at Yoongi who lays back on the bed cursing endlessly in frustration.
"Who is that? Is someone with you?" Jimin asks his voice changing tones.
Will she lie about it or not? She asks herself as she weighs the consequences of her possible answer. Jimin will find out that Yoongi is with her either way since he'd be coming over to have breakfast. She chews on her lower lip throwing a glance at Yoongi who had his eyes closed but she knew he isn't sleeping. "Yeah, I made breakfast you can come over and eat with us." She heard Yoongi give a long sigh. Jimin didn't ask who's with her but replied that he's on his way instead.
"Why did you have to ask him to come right now?" Yoongi asked when the call ended.
"He's not going to stop asking questions. It's you fault anyway, you were the one who started cursing loud." Aliya replied.
"Can you blame me?" He asks her as he looks down at his still hard bulge that was straining through his sweatpants.
Aliya bites her lower lip to stop herself from smiling before she moves towards him caressing him through the material of his clothes. He held her hand keeping it still but not taking it off from him. "Don't start something you can't finish." He said in that low husky voice of his.
"We can do it quickly." Aliya suggested.
"And make Jimin wait outside for how long?" Yoongi asks and as if on cue, the doorbell rang and he gave her a pointed look with a raised eyebrow.
She licks her lip before saying. "I'm sorry."
Yoongi sighed as he pull the hand he was holding over his crotch away from him and he takes her with him when he stood up. "Just open the door, I have to use your bathroom to take a shower and take care of this." He says casually smirking at Aliya's pink face. He grabbed his gym bag at the living room before strolling towards her bathroom.
Aliya hurriedly puts on her shorts and underwear and made sure she didn't look too obvious that she just had a big orgasm as she rushed towards the door. Her face is still a bit flushed but there's nothing she can do about it because she already had unlocked her door and her friend was there standing with his arms across his chest. Aliya turned her back immediately trying to hide her guilty expression.
Jimin's eyes dropped at Yoongi's shoes by the entrance before speaking. "Yoongi's here?" They've been friends for so long they recognize each one's belongings.
"Ah, yes." Aliya replied heading straight to the kitchen to get another plate that she sets at her dining table.
"Did he spend the night here?" Jimin asked again remaining in the middle of her kitchen and dining room watching her closely. He gave a short nod and Aliya noticed him frowning as he was in a deep thought before shaking his head.
Aliya threw a pleading look at him. "We've talked about this remember?"
He sighs in response running a hand through his hair as he walked towards the dining table. "I sure hope you know what you're doing Aliya."
Aliya smiled and gave him a quick hug. "I do, don't worry." She replied.
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