#hunteridol

[demonidol]

"you won't be able to walk straight once i'm done with you"

"gwi-ma, come pick me up, i'm scared"

[storiem-moved]

@hunteridol ; ( ♥ )

it's quiet.

their shared apartment -- usually brimming with noise and laughter and music is silent. ( celine is nowhere to be found. bobby has long since left, happy and relieved that the saja boy's are no more. happy to see that his girls are all right. that whatever was happening is over. ) with the honmoon recreated, it should be over, right?

so why does zoey's stomach twist with guilt? ( it's hard to meet rumi's gaze. her eyes are tired -- nothing like they were hours ago. when they were wide, fearful, on the verge of the edge. when zoey threatened to KILL HER. )

the memory makes her wince.

fingers drum on the side of the couch, and zoey shifts, knocking her knees with rumi's.

❛ ---- that song was beautiful, ❜ she starts, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. ❛ it's... nice to know that it's over. that we finally did it, ❜ she pauses, head ducking down to meet rumi's gaze, ❛ right? ❜

[choijinu]

@hunteridol ; "i'm going to come if you keep doing that."

the warning does little to dissuade him. in fact, it only encourages him to keep going. claws dig into the meat of her thighs, holding her in place as his tongue works against her. it isn't the first time he's done this - it's still messy and a little uncoordinated, but he isn't as clueless as before. he's since learned more of what rumi likes, the amount of pressure to apply with his tongue and where. he's whimpering against her, hips grinding down into the mattress. he's also since learned that he enjoys being like this, desperate and making rumi feel good with just his mouth while she tells him exactly how she feels.

if his mouth wasn't occupied, he'd be begging her to come, please come, rumi. it was the only thought rattling through his brain while he worked his tongue against her clit in languid strokes, keeping the pressure firm before sealing his lips around her and giving a harsh suck. he's so close himself and he needs her to be too. pulling a hand off her thigh, he retracts his claws just before slipping two fingers inside her with little resistance, wasting no time and keeping a steady rhythm fucking them into her.

[demonidol]

@hunteridol ; "you won't believe this fanfic i found of us."

"...fanfic?" he isn't completely clueless on what that is. he's spent enough time as an idol to be exposed to the very concept. what does have him concerned, is rumi bringing it up to him. it can really only mean one thing: she found something completely unhinged and felt like jinu had to witness it as well. "do i even want to know?"

[demonidol]

@hunteridol ; "i'm supposed to see you as the enemy!"

"you say that, but you keep inviting me to meet you." he doesn't even look over at her as he speaks, eyes following a slow-moving whale shark that swims past them in the giant tank - it's mouth opening and closing as it swims, filtering through krill that's near impossible for them to see from where they stand. it was an odd choice to meet an aquarium. if she didn't make it clear through their first meeting, he would have assumed once again that this is some sort of date. call him old fashioned, but the idea of being alone around a woman held a much different meaning than today's standards, and it's just another new thing he's learning.

"i'm going to start thinking you like me if you keep insisting on meeting me somewhere," his tone was clearly playful as he gave a quick glance at her before looking back at the tank in front of him. he didn't completely hate the aquarium. in fact, he found it rather peaceful to be watching the various sea creatures swim by. he found himself stopping every so often just to read the information on the plaques in front of each tank they visited, wanting to soak up all the information. he didn't completely hate rumi's company either. even if they hadn't exchanged many words since they got here, he still liked having her at his side.

[choijinu]

"i need to suck you dry"

sighs.....

[voicestrong]

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional ( for mira!! )

nsft action prompts — accepting

“fuck, you’re so hot,” mira mumbles senselessly against rumi’s lips, her own kiss-swollen and lightly bruised from the delectable use of teeth. she is dazed with desire, her hands seemingly unsatisfied until they have touched every inch of rumi.

they’re both down to their underwear, more or less, and there is no hiding how wet mira already is. moreover, the ache between her legs is close to being unbearable. she feels so sensitive that a light breeze could get her off, which is as embarrassing as it is impressive—a testament to just how badly she wants rumi.

“can i?” her fingers are playing with the hem of rumi’s sleep shirt, wanting to pull it up and off. one of her hands even tentatively slips beneath it, kneading a breast, rolling the hard nipple between her fingertips. she wants it in her mouth, to lavish with her tongue and tease with her teeth.

before she can act on this, however, rumi is spurred to action as the occasional twitch of her hips suddenly becomes more concentrated. the first coherent thought that comes to mind is: oh, fuck me.

shortly after, a conscious realization precedes a sharp intake of breath. rumi’s hips drag heavily against mira’s, making her sigh. mira’s hands slide down the slope of rumi’s back, slipping beneath her underwear to roughly grab her ass, pulling her as close as possible.

“rumi,” she groans, her head falling back briefly against the back of the couch. mira guides the motion of her rumi’s hips, chasing that dizzying friction. “fuck, baby, do you think you could cum like this?” it would be so fucking hot. nothing mira has ever imagined could even begin to compare.

“you’re driving me crazy.”

[demonidol]

"i'm late."

❝ late for what? ❞ eyes glance up from the screen in hand, catching a glimpse of rumi standing in the doorway of her bathroom. she was still dressed in her pajamas, so clearly whatever she's late for, she isn't leaving any time soon. ❝ maybe you should change first. unless you planned on wearing those train pajamas out in public...? ❞