#its raining here

[caphecotdua]

"I don't know when or how you will come, but I know, you'll definitely come."

[moonlit-jeno]

[11:06am] “Fuck, it’s freezing.” Jaehyun impatiently waits for you to sit up before he hands you the mug, not wasting a second before diving back under the covers and curling up around you. The mattress squeaks and you nearly spill your coffee as he shoves his freezing feet against yours. “Tell me again why we didn’t get heated floorboards?”

“Because we’re renting this apartment and I’m not so sure the landlords would appreciate us ripping out the floor.” You go to take a sip of coffee and get a mouthful of whipped cream. Jaehyun laughs and wipes off the whipped cream you get on the top of your nose, dropping a kiss there for good measure.

He shimmies further down the bed so that he can curl up around you even tighter, resting his head on your chest. You stroke his hair absentmindedly with one hand and he grins, sighing softly.

“Aww, you even put the mini marshmallows I like in here? Cute.”

“I know, I’m the best boyfriend. I still don’t understand why you like them with coffee though.” His hand is cold on your belly as he slips it under your shirt, stroking the skin softly.

He dips down a little too low and your stomach jolts. “Because it makes it taste good. It’s better than you with your battery acid bitterness.”

Jaehyun laughs at that, tilting his chin up to look you in the eyes. You’re sure the angle is awful, but there’s so much love in his eyes that it melts your heart.

Your noses bump when you kiss and you giggle, tilting your head and bringing him back for another. And another. It’s soft and sweet and you’re both smiling the whole time.

A minute, an hour, maybe the whole day passes that way. You’ve lost track of time and the rain provides a nice soundtrack to your slow kissing. You want to wrap your arms around him and never leave. But you’re still holding your coffee, and the nightstand is too far for you to reach.

“Jae,” You sigh, pushing him back gently. He looks at you with puppy dog eyes and tries to steal another kiss. Of course you let him. “Jae, I need to set my coffee down.”

He takes the mug from you, rising up on his knees and shuffling to the edge of the bed. It takes the covers off of you and you whine, reaching for the blankets. Jaehyun just laughs and crawls back to you, repositioning himself over you. You slide down the bed until you’re laying flat on your back, Jaehyun lining his body up with yours.

Your boyfriend wastes no time in reattaching his lips to yours. It’s still the same slow, soft kissing, but one things different. Jaehyun’s hard.

His boner presses up against your thigh, but he doesn’t grind down against you, doesn’t even bring it up. It’s like he doesn’t even realize. But you certainly do, and you lift your leg experimentally to put some pressure against his cock. It twitches against your thigh and Jaehyun lets out a soft moan.

“What got you so hard?” A small laugh leaves you as Jaehyun bucks his hips again, grinding against your thigh.

“Hmm, I wonder. It couldn’t possible have to do with the beautiful woman who I’ve been kissing for the past 20 minutes.” He lets you flip the two of you so that you’re on top. A sigh leaves him when you settle yourself so that your core is directly over his cock.

“No, of course not. What an insane idea.” Jaehyun rolls his eyes but he’s smiling when he pulls your face back to his. You start to slowly rock your hips and he lets out a groan, slipping his tongue last your lips, but the kiss manages to stay gentle.

Your hands slip under his shirt and glide up his abs, his chest. He grunts when you pinch his nipples, nipping at your lower lip in response. His hands start to slip under your (his) shirt but you swat his hands away.

“It’s too cold for me to take my clothes off.” Jaehyun nods in understanding, licking his lips.

“That’s alright, you look sexy either way. Especially wearing my clothes.” His hands find a new designation, slipping down the back of your pajama pants to knead at your ass. You mewl, grinding your hips down a little faster. “But babe, you know I can’t fuck you with your pants on.”

You’re wet and your panties are sticking to you uncomfortably, so you figure it’s better to take them off. “Ugh, I hate when you’re right.”

He eagerly tugs them down at the same time as your panties, helping you get them off when they get stuck around your ankles. “Want to sit on my face?”

The thought alone has you moaning, thinking about how heavenly his plump lips feel, how fucking good he is with his tongue. But there’s an ache in your core that’s begging to be filled, and you know his dick will be more than what you need.

“No, want your cock.” Jaehyun pushes his sweatpants down just enough to get his cock out, using one hand to pull you closer. He pumps himself a couple times before lining you up. The head of his cock presses against your entrance and your eyes flutter shut, before snapping back open.

“Okay, no. I will not be the only one freezing. Pants off.”

Jaehyun pouts at you. “But I have my dick out! My pants don’t need to be off.”

“Then my pants are going back on. It is three degrees outside.” Cruel? Maybe. But he still gets to have the blankets over his feet, so it isn’t that bad.

He does some awkward wiggling to get his pants off, kicking them to the edge of the bed. “Happy?”

Grinning, you take his cock in one hand and lean down to give him a kiss. “Very.”

You drop yourself down on him with no warning and the groan he lets out is so deep, so needy, that it makes you whimper.

“Fuck, baby.” His hips shoot up, burying himself that little bit deeper. “G-god, you’re tight.”

His cock fills you up so nicely, stretches you out just right. Long whines leave you when you start bouncing, pleasure curling in your gut.

“You feel so good,” You whimper, swiveling your hips, nearly falling over when his tip brushes your sweet spot. “Jae-”

Your hands are on his chest for support until Jaehyun grabs them, pressing a quick kiss to the inside of your wrist and entangling your fingers. “You’re beautiful, baby. I love you.”

His eyes are glazed over and his skin is flushed, but he doesn’t let go of your hands. Not as you work yourself to your orgasm, not as you shake on top of him, begging him to come. His hands squeeze your own tightly as he comes, his head rolling back and his hips bucking up at a sloppy rhythm. He only lets go once you’ve collapsed on chest, bringing one hand up to stroke over your cheek.

“I love you.” He repeats, smiling when you turn your head to press a kiss to his palm.

“I love you too, Jae. But I’ll love you even more if you come take a warm bath with me.”

He laughs, rolling you off of him before standing up. You let out a squeak as he scooos you up in his arms. “Is that even possible?”

[heartndiaries]

I found comfort in rains, when I can't find comfort in someone arms.

The sound of rain water hitting the ground and the roof, unbelievable soothing than someone else voice.

The rain cried with me, when no one else cry with me. The rain hug my body perfectly when no one else could.

[sephirothisaslut]

Isn't it ironic?

That the wingless man,

is much holier

Than the one-winged angel?

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[horrorslashergirl]

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