Part 2 (moonbin x reader)
I stop fighting for control. I stop trying to be the one in charge. I let him lead, guiding him with gentle movements. He wants to focus on the kissing? Fine.
I slow down, eyes half-lidded as I watch his expression.
His eyebrows are quirked. I can feel his grinning as he thinks he's won.
I slide my arms out of his grip, and wrap them under his arms, across the width of his chest.
My knees coming up at his sides, I wrap my legs around his hips.
And feel him stop, just for a second.
That's when I almost escape...
I try to pull the same twist I did again, but he's ready this time.
His arms are around my shoulders, one hand cradling my head, while the other is splayed across my lower back. I'm trapped.
Shit.
It's silent
I shift, in his arms, trying to get away, but he only holds me tighter,
I close my eyes, sighing. Bin's hands are still, but I sense him moving.
He leans his forehead against mine.
"Why do you run?"
I look up.
His eyes are serious, as he bites his lower lip between his teeth.
I shift my legs, wrapping them closer around his waist, as my hands move to his shoulders, and then wrap around his neck.
I lean forwards, until my lips are barely above his...
"Because I'm afraid...."
"Afraid of what?" His mouth brushes against mine as he speaks...
I exhale, slipping my right hand to his jaw, fingertips stroking along his cheek, tracing the top edge of his lip. His eyes flutter closed for a breath.
I press kisses to his eyelids, to the bridge of his nose, the soft space between his brows, before I hover my answer above his lips..
"Because I'm afraid I might like you a little more than I've been letting on..." I kiss him, it's soft and tiny, barely there, like the brush of a butterfly's wing.
His expression is one of barely-tempered passion. He looks at my mouth, at my eyes.
His hands shift, and he picks me up, carrying me to the bed.
I grab a pillow to hang onto, blocking him from kissing me, I hold it in front of my face.
His hands suddenly on my hips, he tugs me down, quickly, and I drop the pillow.
His hand, on my ankle?
He pulls at my foot, holding it to his chest. I'm...not sure what he's doing....
And then I understand.
His hand slides from my ankle, up my calf, and once he gets to my knee he stops, and hooks it up,
Over his shoulder.
And leans down,
And his mouth is on my neck and I am red and blushing and I can feel his breath on my chest.
I get warm, deep in my stomach.
Covering my eyes with my arm I hide, biting my lower lip.
The palm of his hand rolls over my knee, fingers reaching down as I feel him on my skin, sliding down my thigh...
His mouth is at the back of my knee, and I'm going mad with the heat. He presses little kisses that start there and slowly move downward, in the same path his hand went.
His hands are at my shorts, and... I must be insane, but I help him.
And he's quiet. Quieter than before and yet.. I'm not gonna look.
And all of a sudden I feel his hand, covering the small space between my legs and I feel shock, like I want to cry but I'm... excited at the same time.
And there's a tug on the pillow.
And Bin's eyes appear over the top,
And he looks at me..
And I...
Throw away the pillow, grab him by the back of the neck, and roll him to his side. Snuggling closer, I turn away for a minute, pulling off my shirt.
I roll back, right into his chest. His arms come to rest, wrapped around me and I can feel him, hard, between my legs.
I shift my hips, pressing closer.
And watch in fascination as his pupils dilate, watch his throat as he swallows.
My hands planted against his chest, i press him gently, back.
He looks confused until I roll on top of him. I'm trying not to react. This feeling just... feels so good...
Our bare chests, pressed together. I shift back, on his lap, watching his eyes glaze.
I pin his arms above his head, my fingertips starting in his palms, before just barely dragging down his wrists, arms, the soft, inner flesh of his elbows.
Keeping his hands above him with one hand, I tip up his chin with my right.
His mouth is soft, and he opens it without my request.
And the kiss is slow, and long...
he slides his hands down, and holding to my hips, he pulls me back down.
I'm confused.
Another...hug?
There are no words, there's only his nose in my neck,
The press of a kiss on my collarbone.
I feel him leave the bed.
And come back.
He pulls me up, into his lap, facing him, with my legs around his hips.
His eyes are still dark. I can see him worrying his lower lip between his teeth.
I reach to stop him, but he catches my hand.
And,
Just as he's about to kiss me again, his eyes flickering to my mouth, half-lidded and breath heavy... As his head turns, lips pressing against mine, softly...
I sigh into him,
Shit
Bin freezes, leaning his forehead against my cheek, brows furrowed.
I lean into him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
The alarm finishes its track, the room becoming silent again.
-author's note: sorry it cuts off so abruptly! Again , this was meant to be a part of a fic so I revised the wording a little đđ€Ą
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