More - One muse has multiple orgasms @ ai jinhyung
despite having been on kyungri’s bedroom a lot for the past month or so — he lost count after the sixth time, because he made a vow to himself to recall the details of every time he was in the room (being the first one the most exciting, remarkable and awkwardly cute one). at some point though, he became sure of his presence in the room enough to know it wouldn’t be the last or so if it was, he wouldn’t hold account of it and just live it’s memories with happiness. — he sat carefully by the right side of the bed, his hands with gucci rings feeling the softness of the mattress in it, couldn’t deny the rush of it’s organization though as if kyungri barely had time to make the bed or just made it before he came in, a lovely thought indeed. psychologically they knew their common steps, they would chill, make out, talk, sometimes have sex, sometimes just kill time... one day, they barely spoke for the four hours they were locked in her room, they only laid in bed together and the best thing was there was no need for anything else, because they were completely comfortable like that. the silence in the room didn’t bother them anymore because of some sort, it was like they were mimicking each other’s mind in perfect rhythm capturing the essence of the other’s movements, thoughts and opinions which without even pinning down made them a loving couple. he wasn’t there to question their relationship though, in fact there was not even such questions to make. jinhyung always had this cloud around with kyungri feeling’s as if everything was so daunting and fragile between them, as if ruin would follow them if he dared to speak up and for his surprise they lasted long enough for this thought to vanish leaving him to believe kyungri was so much more than he could ever picture. so no tasks at hand made it easier to figure it out that no matter the ways, they were good and better together. filling in his thoughts as his hand was holding not to reach his phone in the back pocket of his black jeans, just watching kyungri toss her slippers in the floor as she make her way to the bed too, casually not even keeping a distance, that serene look on her face and a pace so dazzling to ignore. he capture her with a kiss, meeting their lips as soon as she was close enough, his hands holding her cheeks carefully again, and a again... even though he left the insecurity of their relationship behind, he would never not treat his girlfriend with good care, respect and patience. there wasn’t even an effort of hers to pull back, for as long as they knew then they stayed within each other kissing, trying to ignore everything else with the help of each other’s passionate lips moving. it was tender, until it became hungrier and hot, intensely hot. their energy couldn’t bare into just them, in fact kyungri was so hot that his mind was full on her. her hair falling between the kisses, her perfect scent so close it could numb him, her hands grasping for his shoulders, chest, waist, — and her veracious small lips that he couldn’t help but bite a few times down, which would cause a little grin in her not helping at all his already overwhelmed self. when it was just his head resting on her pillows, her body weighting perfectly on top of his now fully grown erection, he stopped for a second to admire his view not even remembering when she unbuttoned his shirt off. ‘ shit, you’re such a vision. ’ he murmured without the needing breath to make it more clear, running a hand through his hair to keep the long lock off his face. there wasn’t the needs for words, but that one made her laugh teasingly and just before she was ready to rust the hell out of him for busting her confidence, he leaned forward to kiss her again shutting everything else again. now they could stay like that for a long time, kyungri just humping on his lap with clothes still on, laughing and making him cry for more with his eyes and kisses, but she wasn’t that mean. in fact, she was just as avid, he knew that and perhaps he let it linger so she could take the wheel as she pleased. there was no point in not making her ways when they were exactly what he wanted too. getting rid of her shirts to make clever contact with her beautiful bra, taking time to cup them with his two hands while she was kissing his neck. the ticking from his down parts where hurting now, because kyungri wouldn’t stop dancing there — for god sake. so taking matter for himself, he took of her bra with speed and kissed her breasts with the same greedy pace she was using. they were moaning for quite a while with that little foreplay before she finally let go, pushed him pack to the cushions and began stripping his pants in commendatory movements. jinhyung couldn’t hold back a smile, he had been seeing too many good things today and that was by far his favorite. her new short hair made it a hundred times better, because as much as he missed holding her hair while she was working on him, that new look was such a sight serving to make him pop even harder in frenzy. ‘ jesus christ.’ he was not a religious person, but that was all that came out of his mouth while he was being kissed like that, there was no such feeling in the world such as that and his low craved moans where only proof of kyungri’s hard work. there was no way to remain in much longer, it took just a few minutes for him to cum in her mouth which fortunately wasn’t his first concern. the only thing on his mind beside kyungri being the woman of his dreams, where the instinct of proving her that by fucking every inch he could from her body. so he took her by her both arms almost immediately, his legs still deceiving him from the last pleasure but not holding back for more. with ease, jinhyung comforted kyungri back to bed and put himself on top of her, their own last method switched. god, he loved her on top, he did and would admit to the world, but he needed that moment more than he could express. ‘ stay still.’ was his way of expressing while pinning her arms together on top of her head, his own hair deceiving his view from the desire that longed in her taking that order because she was complacent to the feeling of needing him too. he hold himself before filling her in, playing with their soon to be connection which increase the sounds in the room in unison. it did wonders to hear her pleasured voice, specially when they were finally in on each other, his movements where accordingly to his intensity — relaxed and regal — not minding her own words to deepened it for a second, because he was having too much fun calmly expressing how much wonderful that was being. but he wasn’t selfish at all, and he was increasingly eager too, so he linked them forward them before and faster, creasing them sweat from their bodies to come out. his lips then chased everything else they could catch on, lips, neck, shoulders, breasts... until there was nothing going on in the world expect for their moans, their pleasure taking charge of their body and finally realizing itself. almost surprisingly, or not, he cummed again. a few moments passed from where they were teasing, before he could join forces to get off her body and lie beside her. his eyes drifting in disbelieve with kyungri’s body grinding on his, her hair glued in sweat on her cheek, making him only imagine the mess of his own sight too. the giggle he stiffed wasn’t even prepared by his mind before, but that didn’t bother them, they smiled for a while next to each other, looking at each other. ‘ you’re gonna kill me one of these days. ’ he fixed his hand on her cheek, locking their lips on a kiss one more time, two times, three, once he even eskimo kissed her only to cause her to laugh in a cringe way, dare to say his favorite.
