“WHERE IS IT?”
“Where is what, girl…where is what?”
“My lucky ribbon…it’s gone…it was here, and then I went to put my makeup on…and now it’s gone…”
“The purple one?”
“YES, THE PURPLE ONE! WHAT OTHER LUCKY RIBBON DO I HAVE?!”
“I don’t know who you’re yelling at, but it sure as hell isn’t me. What’s going on with you?”
“Ugh…Unnie, I’m sorry. I’m just so nervous. This is the biggest showcase I’ve ever done, and it’s all for a job with Big Hit. Do you understand? BIG HIT! That’s my dream. I’d be with my brother again…I miss Jin so much, and all the guys are so nice to me. This would be a dream come true…if I mess it up, that’s it. I will be forever branded a failure. On top of the fact that Jin basically had to *beg* for me to get this opportunity. I can’t mess this up. I can’t…and I need all the help I can get, including my lucky ribbon…the one I tie to my ankle before each performance, you know? The one you gave me when my mom died.”
“Oh…yes, I remember. Let me look for it. You go take a breather. Go get some water, take a walk, and cool down. By the time you get back, I’ll have your ribbon.”
“Thanks, Unnie.”
I gave her a hug and walked out of the dressing room. I really needed to be alone right now. I felt like I was about to have a panic attack. I walked down the darkest and most deserted hallway I could find and started talking to myself. Why am I so nervous? I’m not a nervous person. I love dancing. And I love dancing in front of people. Why is this time so different? Probably because of Jin. I can’t let him down. He’s my rock. When my mom died last year, he came and stayed with me for a few days while he was on tour. He could have gotten in so much trouble, but he begged PD-Nim to let him come see me. He helped me so much and has stuck his neck out so much for me…I can’t let him down. Plus, I get to see him after the performance! I am so excited…oh God, and nervous. Here comes the panic attack. The wall…where is the wall? Okay, deep breaths…palms flat…in and out, in and out. After a few minutes, I started feeling better. I need to get back. This show will be starting soon.
I stood straight and turned around. When I did, a man stood behind me, breathtakingly pale, with dark, brooding eyes. He threw me back against the wall, his leg pinning my hips, his arm across my chest, his hand over my mouth. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. Once I got a better look at him, I realized who it was.
Yoongi?
What the fuck was he doing?
“Hello, Princess…”
Princess? What the *fuck*? Who is he calling Princess? I was about to move his hand and yell, but then he spoke again.
“I couldn’t help but notice you seem a bit…stressed, nervous. I don’t blame you. You’re about to perform with Jin’s sister. According to the rest of the members, she is one hell of a performer. You must be terrified to dance for her showcase…it’s understandable. Her performances are breathtaking.”
That fucking smirk. Wait…he doesn’t recognize me? Oh, what a dick. He did compliment me, though. Or did he say the members said that? What the hell?
He continues.
“But luckily for you, I have a specific set of…skills…that will take away your nerves if you’re interested.”
Still covering my mouth, he leaned closer, so close I could feel his breath on my neck as his lips moved.
“I’ll make your eyes roll back into your head, your toes curl, and your body tingle…and that’s just with my mouth.”
MOUTH? THE FUCK IS HE SAYING?! Then he moved his hand from my mouth and slowly traced my face, down to my neck, over my breasts, and down to my hips, sending shivers down my spine. I still couldn’t speak. Is he really doing this?
He continued, his other hand mirroring the first, dragging it across my hip in the same way.
“All I ask,” he continued, “is that you return the favor…”
That’s when he bit my earlobe. I gasped in shock—the electricity of it jolted straight to my core. What? Then I felt him move right up against me, and I could feel his heat radiating onto me. He kissed below my earlobe, then onto my neck. His tongue moved in circles on my sweet spot, and I couldn’t help but let out a low moan. It had been some time since a man had touched me this way…and oh, how I had missed it. His kisses got stronger and more erratic, and he moved down my neck to my collarbone. I lifted my hands and intertwined my fingers in his hair. Why did this feel so good? He brought his hands up to squeeze my breasts and rub against my nipples, and I let out a small moan—but he heard it.
Just then, he dropped to his knees. My back was still leaning against the wall when he unbuttoned my leotard from the bottom, exposing my womanhood. OH GOD…this was really happening! He kissed my thighs right above the lace of my stockings, moving up with his kisses. I looked down at him as he looked up, and our eyes met. I felt a strong surge run through my body. I wanted him. Oh God, I wanted him. He could see the begging through my eyes for him not to stop. He smirked and looked back down to my womanhood.
Then I felt it. His tongue between my folds. His hot, wet tongue licking up and down, hitting my clit as he went. Momentarily, he stopped and grabbed my thigh to throw my leg over his shoulder. He got a better center of gravity on his knees and plunged back into me—tongue first. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. Wave after wave of pleasure throbbed throughout my entire body, and I couldn’t help but whimper. I was suddenly painfully aware that anyone could have caught us, but that almost made it all the more exciting. My fingertips tingled, my toes curled, and my spine turned into jelly. His tongue did circles around my clit, and every circle or so he would stop to suck. Man, he knew what he was doing. I felt like he was trying to devour me. His face was so pushed up against me that I felt at one with him…and his amazing tongue. OH MY GOD!!! He started going faster and faster, and my knee went limp. He caught me by my ass and helped me stand back up—all without moving his mouth. He moaned into my womanhood, shooting vibrations through me. I couldn’t keep quiet anymore, a low guttural groan escaped me, and I heard him moan in response. Suddenly, he pushed two fingers into me, and I felt the coil in my stomach tighten. I was close…oh so close…and it felt oh so good. I tugged at his hair once more, which caused him to moan again into me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to signal that I was there, I tried to warn him…but I couldn’t. I let out a long, loud moan, and he went even harder with his fingers, and even faster with his mouth. He sucked on my clit hard once again while I rode out my high. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt in my life…and I am no virgin. As my high ended, I leaned my head against the wall with my eyes closed. He was right. He took all my nerves away, and I felt great. He stayed on his knees with my leg on his shoulder. He rubbed my straight leg with his free hand and kissed the inner thigh of my bent one on his shoulder. We didn’t move for a minute, and it was bliss.