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Heeseung started grinning as well. "I'm glad you changed your mind.", He tousled my already disheveled hair.
"I wanna cuddle.", I begged with googly eyes, although I knew this wasn't even necessary.
"Come here.", he patted next to him with a kinda tense expression. But I ignored it, while snuggling my body to his side. Heeseung kept scrolling through his phone while I grabbed his other hand below the blanket and intertwined our fingers. But from the way he had been lying here for a while, barely moving, I knew something was off.
"You have been lying here like a brick for a good 30 minutes now. Are you okay?".
He suddenly tilted his head to the side and kissed my forehead with a smile. "I'm fine, don't worry. Try to get some sleep.".
"I'm not tired yet.", I sighed and noticed the Nintendo switch still laying on the pillow. "Can I go for a round and you show me how it works?". Heeseung winced slightly when I picked up the device.
I carefully moved and propped myself up on the palm of my hands. He didn't even peer over at me for a second before looking away again and went back to focusing on his phone. I've never seen him that nervous before, even though he tried to act relaxed from the outside.
I unceremoniously got out of bed and made sure my pantie and thighs were covered as much as possible before I waked over to the door and slipped in my still completely wet shoes.
âWhere are you going?", Heeseung sat up alarmed and was about to follow me, but he hesitated in the last second.
âI will be right back.", I grinned while I opened the door.
âHyeona, come on! You are basically half naked. Where are you going?".
âSurprise!", I twinkled with my eye and left him alone before he could complain once again.
When we entered the Hotel, I saw this cool ice machine next to the reception in the lobby. I prayed it was working and that I wouldn't run into any person on my way downstairs. Especially no employees!
The luck was on my side with both things. The reception was still empty, and the machine filled to the brim. Logically. Because who on earths buy ice even in the deepest winter?
Except for me, of course.
I paid for it and waited for the elevator to arrive.
Damn, I completely forgot about the door key card. Never mind, he has to get up and open the door.
I knocked a few times âHeeseung", I whispered, to not wake up any other people in the hotel. But nothing happened for a long time. Either he doesn't hear me, or he left me standing outside on purpose.
So I knocked again. A little louder this time.
A smile appeared on my face when finally opened the door. I hid the two soft ice cups behind my back, when I entered.
âI got us two cups of ice!!", Enthusiastically, I presented my spoils and held out the chocolate ice cream to Heeseung.
âYou are unbelievable! It's freezing outside, and you decide to buy ice cream?", he said and quickly lowered himself on the bed again, sliding back until his back hit the headrest.
âI know right? But I saw this earlier and suddenly my mind logged for it.", I laughed and also Heeseung chuckled for the first time since the last hour.
âThe funny thing is...", I sat down on my side of the bad again. â...there still wasn't any lady or guy at the reception. Like, theoretically, any burglars could get in here. Crazy right? Do you know these videos where people try to open hotel room doors from outside with an extended coat hook and a string? That's so scary.".
He didn't answer but nodded, but I noticed the way his eyes kept drifting down a couple of times while I spoke.
Shit, why did he make it so damn difficult. Difficult to control myself.
âIt's actually pretty good.", Heeseung marvelled completely out of topic and I placed my cup on the nightstand.
My eyes shifted down to the ice cream in his hand. "Can I try?".
He handed me his as well, and I noticed how his full attention belonged to me. Patiently waiting for me to taste. To see my reaction.
But I had only one thing in mind.
Instead of trying his ice cream, I slowly turned around and placed the cup next to mine.
âI thought you wanted to..." I moved back and interrupted his sentence with a deep kiss.
âThis is the only thing I want.", I whispered, staring into his deep eyes.
Heeseung seemed surprised by my sudden action, as the next three seconds of silence felt like an eternity. I detected a hint of restraint on his face. As if he wasn't sure how far he could go or if I was being serious. That barrier was instantly broken when I smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.
He reached for my cheek and placed a soft peck on my lips, but before he was able to pull away, I wrapped my hands around his neck to keep him close. It started building up pretty fast, and besides the rain pelting against the windows, the sound of our sloppy kisses was the only thing to be heard in the hotel room. Without setting down, I scrambled up onto my knees, causing us to tip over and Heeseung hit his back on the headboard of the bed.
But we couldn't care less. The sound of our heavy breathing only increased the heat in my body, and I had no idea how to stop this feeling. Heeseung's hand grabbed the fabric of my sweater, almost as if he wanted to pull me impossibly closer to him. With a soft gasp, I broke away and slipped one leg over his groin to straddle his lap. I wasted no time and bent down to kiss him again, but this time it felt different. His body was tensed. Hands clawing into the skin of my waist and struggled to keep his facial expression relaxed. "Hyeona, wait...". I immediately stopped my movements and glanced down at him, my hands pinning his shoulders into the mattress.
Nevertheless, his eyes were brimming with dominance and unrelenting lust, which caused my heart to skip a beat. I still craved for it. I still craved for his body, I still craved for his mouth to touch all over my skin and lips. The faint grin that suddenly appeared on his lips made my whole body tremble as that feeling built up in my body again. And I didn't seem to be the only one, because I suddenly noticed a slight pressure against my thigh,
I bent down and placed a light kiss on the corner of his lips. "It's okay!".
"No, because...", he paused for a second. "I can wait, you know.".
But I shook my head and caressed the sides of his neck with my fingers. "Hee...I don't want to wait. Let's just see how this plays out!".
With a grin, he pulled my face down to his until our lips suddenly met again. I adjusted the movements of his and tried to make sure to show him how much I liked it. How much I liked our intimacy. And how much I cherished every single moment when I could be close to him.
His tongue flicked along my lower lip, which left a nervous feeling inside my body. My last French kiss was good one year ago, and I felt rusty in this subject. What if I do something wrong? I focused on the feeling his fingertips left on my lower back, sending goosebumps over my entire body, while his tongue brushed against mine a couple of times. It was never rushed. We took our time to explore each other and discover our preferences. Heeseung slowed down when he noticed that I wasn't familiar with French kissing and held back on that. However, my confidence was already built up enough by this time that I was able to show him how much I enjoyed it. I knew I could do no wrong and was safe with him, which is why I cupped one of his cheeks in my hand and gently added my tongue into our passionate kiss.
We slowly detached after a few more minutes and Heeseungs head dropped back against the headrest. His hands were loosely wrapped around my waist. Almost as if he no longer had the strength to enclose it.
In the meantime, I tried to calm my breath a bit and traced the shape of his upper body with my hands. I noticed how his sweatshirt had slipped up due to our movements and showed a little part of his lower belly. My eyes were glued to the exposed part of his skin, and one of my hands found its way down to the waistband of his pants. With two fingers, I slowly drove along the waistband and tickled his skin. It turned me on like hell, as he hungrily followed my touch and let me try things on his body without complaining.
Almost by itself, my two palms slid beneath his shirt and tugged it up, stopping just below his chest. I gulped when my gaze fell on his abs, flexing with every singe breath he took. But suddenly his playful voice distracted me and snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Did you ask me sweetly?". A grin appeared on his face, as he noticed my smile drop. "I don't think so.".
For a second, my heart sank to the floor. Like, he was right. I just couldn't do things that I wanted to do, or that my head wanted to do. If Heeseung wasn't happy with something, I had to accept it. The feeling of guilt spread through me, making me want to tug his sweatshirt back down and stop what we were doing. But a sudden laugh that escaped his mouth, caused me to pause in confusion.
"Hyeo! I'm just kidding. Do whatever you want.".
A little hesitantly, I reached for the hem of his shirt and tugged at it. "Then...can you maybe...take this off?". Heeseung immediately sat up straight and pulled his hoodie over his head, to throw it carelessly next to the bed.
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