•IX•

I replayed the recording.

Over and over again.

She screamed. She begged She mewled. And she purred my name.

It made me smile.

It made me smirk.

It made me want to see her again.

It made me want to feel her again.

It made me hard just thinking about how she tightened her walls as I whispered dirty things to her, just the way she liked it.

I slowly unbuckled my pants as my fingers found its grip. Eyes closed, I began as the melody of her screaming lulled me into motion.

Completing the song...was not going to happen. Not until this was done.

A phone call. From her.

I picked up the phone quickly with my free hand, not even willing to lower the recording nor to stop my moving hand.

I muttered, "Where are you?"

"Yoongi?" Her voice slightly trembling made me think of more of her.

"Yeah...." I quickened it as my name left her lips. I could see her soft lips parting to scream my name.

"What...what are you doing?" I could hear her blush through the phone. She already knew what I was doing...why was she being coy?

"Thinking about you...of course." Close, so close. "Kitty." I gasped. 

I thought about her gripping the back of my hair roughly, tugging on it as I made her crazy.

"Don't...say that." She gasped whispering. "You...you're not...doing that...are you?"

"Doing what?" I chuckled as I gripped it the way she would. Her voice was helping. "What's 'that' you're talking about, kitten?"

"That...Yoongi." She lowered her voice even more. It made me even crazier.

"Beg for it, kitty. Beg."

"Yoongi."

It wasn't enough, the recording of her wasn't enough.

"Shit..." I couldn't finish it. I needed her. I needed to do this with her. "Where are you pet?"

"At school...I...I'm almost...home."

"Hurry."

"I will." She paused. "I love you." Then she hung up. 

I could see her scurry around as she rushed back to me.

"Hurry pet..."