The sun is what wakes you first, the bright rays shining right in your eyes. You groan and go to roll over, but an arm wrapped tight around your waist keeps you in place. Oh, you think. That’s right, Chanwoo stayed over last night. Your muscles ache in all the right places.
The next thing you notice is Chanwoo’s hard on pressed against your ass. You’re barely awake but you can’t help yourself from grinding back against him. He groans a little, his arm tightening around you a bit, but he doesn’t wake up. You pout.
You grind a bit harder, and this time you’ve definitely got his attention. His face nuzzles into the back of your neck, and he stretches. He presses a sleepy kiss against your neck. “Good morning kitten,” he yawns.
Finally able to, you squirm from under his arm and roll over so you’re facing him. You peck him on the lips. “Good morning yourself,” you smile, before reaching down to cup him through his boxers. He’s achingly hard.
He startles but groans just as quickly. You squeeze just a little and his eyes flutter shut. “You’re feisty this morning,” he mumbles, his hips jerking into your repeated touches.
“What can I say?” You smile at him. “A girl knows what she wants. Now get those boxers off,” you demand, swatting his chest and rolling away from him to tug your own underwear off, leaving you in just his shirt.
Still half asleep, he complies, kicking his boxers off. He pulls you close to him. You giggle, and reach up, pulling him in for a kiss, morning breath and all. His hand slips under your, his, shirt, rolling your already hard nipple between his fingers. You gasp into his mouth, kissing him deeper and sloppier.
You hook your leg over his hip, pulling him closer. His dick presses against you and you groan, wanting him inside you. He senses that and slips his hand out from under your shirt before slipping two fingers into your mouth. You moan around them, tongue swirling patterns on them. You graze the pads of his fingers as he pulls them out and his gaze darkens.
He slips his hand between your legs and slips the fingers that were just in your mouth inside you. You’re already wet and wanting him and he meets no resistance. It helps that he fucked you just hours ago. You moan loudly, pressing against him, your hand wrapped around the back of his neck. He pumps them into you, not gently, and you whimper in pleasure, breathing heavy against his neck. He kisses your forehead tenderly, in complete contrast to his fingers roughly breaching you.
“Chanwoo,” you whine, sucking at his neck, careful not to leave a mark. “Chanwoo, just fuck me already” you demand. He smirks at you.
“Whatever my kitten wants,” he coos, before reaching down and lining himself up. He presses in slowly, and your mouth falls open, breathless gasps leaving your lips.
“Chanwoo,” you say again, but this time you’re begging.
He knows exactly what you want. “Don’t worry kitten. I’m gonna take care of you.” He takes a moment to kiss you deeply once he’s fully inside you. You cling to his bare shoulders as he ravages your mouth. He pulls back until he’s nearly out of you and thrusts back in in one quick movement. You moan into his mouth, and he sets a hard pace.
It leaves you breathless, and even though you’ve been awake for all of ten minutes, you’ve never felt more alive. The way he fills you up has you aching for more, and you tell him. He kisses you again and again but it’s mostly open mouthed kisses as you both pant.
He grabs your thigh, hitching your leg up higher, and the new angle has him hitting that sweet spot inside you. Your moans start to rise in pitch until you’re practically shouting. He grins and fucks into you harder.
You’re coming before you know it. You’re sobbing in pleasure, wrapped tightly around him as he fucks you through it. It doesn’t take long before he follows you over the edge, stilling as he spills into you.
You both lay there for long moments, trying to catch your breath, clinging to each other like it would pain you to be an inch apart. Finally when you’re both on the verge of too sensitive he finally pulls out.
Rolling over on his back he reaches for the box of tissues on the bedside table. He cleans you up first and then himself, finally chucking them in the waste basket.
He leans over you, bending down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. He lays down next to you, lacing your fingers together before bringing them up to his mouth to kiss.
Rolling on his side he smirks at you, waggling his eyebrows. “Good morning,” he says casually.
You wake up to gentle touches along your side. It’s ticklish but your sleep addled brain sends the feeling somewhere else instead. You squirm.
“Go away,” you mumble to the boy touching you.
“Wake up sleeping beauty,” he says and then there’s a nose nudging your chin out of the way and soft lips on your neck, pressing kisses across the expanse of skin, stopping to suck on your collarbones.
You gasp, eyes fluttering open. Chanwoo peers up at you, a smile on his face. “Good morning he says, fingers trailing down your body. You shiver as his hand dips into your panties, fingers finding your already wet core.
He teases you, fingers ghosting across your clit. Your mouth falls open and he kisses you deeply, slipping his tongue into your mouth at the same moment he slips a finger inside you. You cling to him, riding his hand.
He slips a second finger in and you would be happy to get off just like this, but he pulls away moments later.
“Chanwoo,” you whine, rubbing your legs together.
“Patience my love,” he says, dipping down to press a kiss to your forehead before sliding down the bed. He grabs the side of your panties and pulls them down with him, baring you to him.
You pant in anticipation as he spreads your legs. He leans in and presses a kiss against your clit before stroking it with his tongue and you run your hands through his hair.
He licks again, former and you moan. He continues to tease you for long moments until you’re squirming. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks as he slips two fingers back inside you.
You howl, fingers digging into his hair and holding on tight. He pounds you with his fingers as he sucks and laps at your clit. You moan loudly, glad no one else is around to hear.
You’re just on the edge when he pulls away suddenly.
“God damn you!” you swear. “Jung Chanwoo get back here right now,” you order.
He laughs and grins goofily down at you, his face covered in your juices and you have to admit it’s hot.
He leans down and whispers in your ear. “I want you to ride my face. Every princess deserves a throne after all.”
You shiver and let him maneuver you so he’s under you. He grabs your hips and lowers you down. You’re still insanely turned on from before and in moments you’re riding his face, grinding down against his tongue and face.
It only takes a few minutes to get you off. You shudder and lock up as you come, and Chanwoo holds you tight, licking you through it. You collapse exhausted on the bed moments later.
