#fok!!!!

He has the audacity to laugh, large hands coming up to cup your ass after he asks, "When are you not?"

Fuck Min Yoongi. For more reasons than one. "When I'm not around you," you fib, grinding your hips into his growing erection and welcoming the heat you immediately feel.

"Then hurry up, princess," he snaps back. "I got somewhere to be, so. Your shit mood'll only last a few minutes."

"Good." You reach back to move one of his hands straight to your damp cunt, and he knows exactly what that means. Besides, you didn't wear just a skirt for nothing. You needed this to be as quick as possible. "Can't wait to get rid of you."

"What a goddamn lie."

"Just shut up and fuck me like a whore."

An angry laugh puffs in your face, and you welcome the way rough fingers dig into your flesh.

Because yes, you're in a shit mood.

And he's the only one that knows how to fix that.

"Yeah. I fucking intend to."

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