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I noticed him trying to hold his laugh, but he failed within seconds. "What do you dream of at night, huh?".
"Hmm.", I hummed questionally. "Maybe about you without this cute christmas knit sweater?". My hands slipped below his shirt, pulling him closer by his waist. My move caused him to take a few steps forward, until my until my hips collided with the kitchen counter. "What do you think about, like ... showering together?".
"Shower together? Sounds great.", he said and the corners of my mouth only moved up further.
But a sudden shrill beeping from below startled us both. I turned my head and noticed Heeseung's cell phone timer for the cookies in the oven had expired. I reached around his jeans pocket and ended the disturbing noise.
"Worst possible time.", he muttered and backed away from me to pull the tray out of the oven.
"What a coincidence that we have a lot of time today.". I grinned and walked up to him again. He pushed the oven door shut with his knee and threw the gloves on the counter next to the unfinished raw dough cookies.
It didn't even take a second until Heeseung spun me around and I was trapped between the counter and his body. "But looks like you're in a hurry.". With a tilted head, I pushed myself closer to him, His hands clung around my hips, almost as if was about to run away and he wanted to stop me at all costs. "Let's make a deal, okay?". I started, tracing my palms down his arms. "We clean up this mess first, and spent some time together afterwards". His intense gaze almost made me jumble my words. But when he started talking with an even deeper and more whispering voice than usual, my heart almost skipped a beat.
"What if we just fuck the mess here and skip straight to the next part?".
I shrieked as he suddenly lifted me off the floor just below my butt and placed me on the counter. Without hesitation, he spread my legs so that he could stand between them and kissed me by lifting my chin.
With a gentle yet firm touch, my fingers tightened around Heeseungs neck, keeping him in place. He pulled me closer, his other hand found its way down to my tight. My excitement almost made me slip off the flour-sprinkled surface, but he made sure to hold me in place. His fingers massaging through my skin right next to my pulsating heat, let an aroused hum escape my lips, which he accepted with a wide grin. I just knew how much his ego got boosted whenever my body reacted the way he hoped it would.
With every brush of their lips, every stolen moment of closeness, I couldn't help but feel a profound sense of gratitude for having Hee in my life. He was more than just a dream he was the reality that had surpassed all my expectations - all the stuff I read in books. The boy I had admired from afar my whole life was right in front of me, in between my legs, kissing me deeply. A feeling of fulfillment that I couldn't put into words.
He suddenly broke away from me. "Shower?"
"Yes", I nodded eagerly as my breath quickened. I couln't help but feel a rush of sensations I've never experienced before. His chest rose and fell rapidly with a growing sense of exhilaration and desire.
When he picked me up, my legs wrapped around his waist tightly, never breaking the connection of our bodys. His tongue gently traced the outline of my lip before delving deeper into the kiss, igniting a fiery junction between us.
After the 5 times that we had bumped into walls and objects on the way to the bathroom, I had stopped counting. I was sure that I would hardly be able to count the bruises on my arms tomorrow. Carrying me through his apartment, Heeseung stopped in the aisle, about to open the sliding door with frosted glass into the bathroom, but I stopped him. "Bedroom", I gasped out of breath and tried to remove his hand from the door.
"Bedroom?". Our synchronized breathing was the only thing audible in the brief moment of silence. My gaze shifted slowly between his eyes. Almost as if I had given an answer, he turned around and headed straight towards his bedroom.
A cold gust of cold air greeted us as we stumbled together into the gloomy room. But the pent-up heat in my body made me unaware of the actual freezing cold temperature.
But realization kicked in when my back touched the cold bedspread and goose bumps spread across my body.
"Damn, I forgot to turn on the heater!". Heeseung complained when I released my legs around his hips and he hovered above me. I only carressed his neck with my hands. "Don't worry, I'm fine.". Pulling him down to connect our lips again, he shifted both of us closer towards the headboard of the bed. My hand tangled in his white powdered hair, to pull him impossibly closer.
In the act of moving I noticed his hand slipping under my shirt, sweeping up the digs and curves of my body. I lowly sat up, grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up until my bra was revealed, the old gray one I always wore. Now looking back, I wish I had chosen something more special.
His eyes darted from my chest to my eyes, "Okay if I take this off?" he asked.
Of course I said yes, and not a second later the clasp opened and the liberating feeling spread around my chest. I slipped the straps off my shoulders and the bra followed my shirt to the floor.
Heeseung looked at my body as if wondering where to start, taking note of the way it curved and dipped as if he had never seen it before. I was surprised when I hadn't gotten shy from his gaze, but instead exaggerated my posture to show him that I needed his touch.
He took the bait as planned, closing his eyes and moving his lips down to my neck, barely touching my skin but leaving tingles that tortured my deprived body. Down to my neck and onto my collarbone, he took a long time to suck at the tender skin. I tightened my hand that was squeezing the fabric of his shirt in a gasp. This was all the sign he needed as he moved even further down, kissing with his tongue at the top of my chest. "F-fuck." I cursed, the word escaped my mouth without my knowledge.
I felt him giggle against my breast as he sucked one and stroked the other softly with his hand. My head dipped back as my body sent shocks like a wave, suddenly feeling myself getting too excited, almost like I could climax right then and there.
A moan escaped as I put my quivering hand on Heeseung's upper arm and gripped tightly, squirming under his clutch as if trying to warn him of my sudden excitement, and that we had to stop now before the feeling got the best of me.
An irritated gasp escaped his mouth as I pushed him away from me. He seemed to have quickly realized that I was almost close and backed off further, just to slide further down, settling in between my legs.
His hand moved down to the hem of my sweatpants, but before he was able to do anything else, I tugged at the fabric of his knitted sweater and helped him pulling it over his head. He quickly adjusted his tousled hair before his shirt followed my clothes to the floor.
He licked his lips before his eyes droped down to mine. "Do you wanna lay back?", he asked and helped me adjusting my position. My heartbeat accelerated when Heeseung carefully reached under my knees and scooted me down, until my legs dangled freely over the edge of the bed.
Seconds passed and I could already feel his hands gently moving up my legs to the inside of my thighs. His fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants and I nodded in response to the reassuring glance he gave me.
The fabric slid over my legs and I helped him kick it off in desparation for touch.
Heeseung took a deep breath and crawled back between my legs to place a gentle kiss on my stomach while his thumbs massaged my hip bones just above my groin. His eyes searched for mine again. "I don't wanna do anything you're not okay with!".
A smile settled on my lips and I nodded.
Moving down a little further, he took a second to kiss my mound against the fabric. He kissed the surrounding areas as well before sliding them down my legs and landing on the floor with the rest of the forgotten-about clothes.
A shaky exhalation escaped my lips as the last piece of fabric fell from me. As if by reflex, I closed my slightly open legs. But Heeseung crawled back up to me, leaving me no other chance than to welcome him between my thighs again. His lips slightly hovered over mine but didn't touch. Just close enough to feel his warm breath on my skin.
With closed eyes, I tracked the movement of his hand down to my stomach and legs again. His fingertips caressed my skin with each stroke before moving further down. When he reached my private area, I held my breath, my thighs were clenching to his sides. The heat rose rapeately and I felt my head flush with lust. The tension was so thick that I almost lost my mind.
I was all the more relieved when Heeseung finally fulfilled my craving and gave me the touch I needed so much. His finger slid slowly down my cunt and he was amazed at the level of arousal awaiting him. A silent curse crossed his lips as he glared down.
With gentle movements he slipped back up to my clitoris and back to my entrance. âFeels good?", he breathed against my lips and I answered in a whisper. âYes.". Arching my back off the mattress, I placed my hand on his cheek to kiss him.
He took his time to explore every single part of my cunt and responded with an even softer touch when he noticed I liked something.
After a minute or two, what felt so much shorter I'm my mind he suddenly paused his movements and slowly pushed one finger inside. Only one digit, but enough to make me squirm. It didn't hurt, but it felt different than expected. Rougher and not as soft as I had always imagined.
Heeseung carefully pulled it out again, just to adjust his position and let it sink into me completely this time. My bated breath escaped in a gasp. âIs this okay?", he asked worriedly when he started moving his finger in and out in a super slow pace.
I nodded again and tried to concentrate on the feeling in my lower body half. But as much as I wanted to feel something great, like the women in those films do, I didn't.
Is this what sex feels like? Just, you know...with a cock instead of a finger?
But when he suddenly reached one area in my count, a shockwave flinched through my body. âFuck, Hee!". Without realizing it, I clung to his arm.
âIt's your g-spot.", he replied, slowly stimulating the area again and I squeezed my eyes in pleasure. âBut, baby.", He suddenly started, which made me look at him again. âYou are getting too dry. I don't wanna hurt you.".
My heart sank to the floor and a feeling of guilt spread through me. Was I really that incapable of having sex?
I expected it to end the next few seconds - we put our clothes back on and carried on baking as if nothing had ever happened. But what my ears heard next made my pulse quicken.
âI don't know if you're okay with this, but let me help you.", he licked his lips before his gaze dropped down to my still spread out legs. âI wanna taste you.".
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