Hey, these kisses work beautifully together, so here is a drabble combining the two with our lovely JayB
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Kiss #40 - Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up
Kiss #43 - Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck
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You and JayB had only spent the night together a handful of times so any morning you woke up next to him still felt like a novelty.
On this particular morning you were the first to wake and you rolled over to simply watch him through your heavy-lidded eyes, still so pleased you could call him yours. You reached out a hand, gently toying with the hair resting on his forehead before lightly tracing his features.
JayB stirred then, letting out a deep gravelly hum, smiling slightly at your soft actions.
"Morning, handsome," you whispered.
He simply hummed again. You leaned over then, pressing your lips to his, causing his smile to grow. Your boyfriend stayed put, clearly still too tired to move, his eyes still closed but lips happy to return your affection.
You slowly trailed the kisses from his lips, along his jaw and down his neck.
"Don't try anything," JayB warned, opening one eye to scowl down at you, "Too tired. Maybe later."
You whined playfully, before resting your head on his shoulder, he was quick to wrap an arm around you holding you tight.
"I hope you know I'm taking that as a 'definitely later'," you told him.
"Ok, when I'm awake," he mumbled back, snuggling into the bed again with you caught in his embrace.
A soft sigh came from you as finally the hospital was in sight, recognising the building after many trips with an accident-prone boyfriend before. You were exhausted, having rushed to catch a flight to Seoul, sleep had evaded you for some time, leaving your body on its last legs.
“Are you there?” You could hear Jinyoung ask on the phone, having been there to give you directions since you landed at the airport. “If you go up to the reception desk, I told them when I left him at the theatre that you’d be paying a visit whenever you could land in Korea.”
When you heard that Jaebum was being rushed in for surgery on a back injury, you were stranded. You weren’t quite sure why luck had been so kind to you, but a few hours later you were on your way over so that you could help out with the recovery process.
“I’m here, I’ve just got to the hospital,” you finally replied to Jinyoung, approaching the reception desk. “I’ll hang up now, and I’ll give you a text if they say anything about visitors coming to see him later tonight.”
With that, the two of you ended your conversation, leaving you to figure out the rest of the way by yourself. The grounds were busy, with patients going in and out, people with worried expressions, and several with smiles as they were given their time to go home.
As you walked, your mind could only imagine the emotions that Jaebum would experiencing as he laid in bed. From what you’d heard, the surgery was big, but it was needed, at least to prolong his career and finally bring an end to the suffering he’d endured.
Once you reached the reception, you were clueless, approaching the desk. A woman was sat at a computer, speaking on the phone as you neared, doubtful that you were in the right spot.
Just looking around at all the signs and doorways was enough to send a shiver down your spine. Hospitals had never been a place that you enjoyed, but at least to be able to support Jaebum, it was a place you could be for a short while.
“Can I help you?” She asked as her call ended.
“I’m looking for Im Jaebum,” you informed her, “I’m not too sure if I’m in the right place, he’s had surgery on his back if that helps at all.”
“You’re in the right place,” she calmly responded, quickly picking up on your panic. “We were told that you were coming, just let me check where he’s recovering, and I’ll direct you in the right way to go.”
Your head nodded, taking a step back from the desk as she typed away on her computer, relaying the exact route to his suite to you jut a few moments later.
“I know it’s scary, but I promise you that he’s in very good hands,” she finished off informing you.
“Thank you,” you smiled before approaching the elevator.
Her instructions stuck in the back of your head as you went to the elevators, finding the floor that Jaebum would be on, before trying to find the way to his suite. You walked along several corridors until finally you were sure you’d found the department you were looking for.
As you walked in, there were several suites, each with names written just beside the door in order to help the staff, and confused visitors like you, find exactly who you were looking for.
Once you found Jaebum’s room, you stopped. A heavy sigh came from you before you glanced through the window, noticing him laid out on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Your hand slowly reached for the door handle, pushing it down slowly, peering around the door as his eyes looked to see who was coming into his room.
“Hey,” you whispered, walking into the room, letting go of a chuckle at the surprise in Jaebum’s expression. “How are you feeling?”
“Never mind how I’m feeling, what are you doing here?” He croaked, trying to sit up.
“I came to see you,” you stated, taking a seat beside his bed as his hand stretched out for you to take. “Jinyoung called and told me what was going on with you.”
His eyes studied you closely, unable to quite believe that you were sat beside him. The pain almost felt as if it had subsided, recovered as a result of your presence right by his side.
“You didn’t need to come all the way here for me, I would have been alright,” he whispered, feeling your hand squeeze gently against his own. “You must be exhausted too.”
“That doesn’t matter, you’re the priority. How was the surgery? Does it still hurt?”
“Surgery went well, the pain is probably as good as it can be for a guy who just spent four hours on an operating table,” he joked in response.
Your smile slowly grew as you saw for yourself how high his spirits were. “I hate to say I told you so, but I told you months ago to get your back looked at, and now look at you.”
As much as he hated to admit it, you were right all along about his persistent injury. “I got it sorted in the end, and that’s the main thing. But now you’re here, you know that I’m going to make sure you’re the one looking after me.”
“Why else do you think I flew all the way over here? No way did I trust any of the others to help you with your recovery.”
“Thank you,” he suddenly whispered, settling back properly in his bed. “As angry as I want to be at you and Jinyoung for all of this, I’m really grateful that you made the effort to come here, secretly, I really needed you here with me right now for all of this.”
“I’ll look after you,” you assured him, running your free hand over the top of his head, “you’re going to be in a bit of a pickle for quite some time, especially with it being your back too.”
“I don’t need you reminding me, it already hurts enough Y/N.”
You muttered a quick apology before leaning forwards to press a soft kiss against the top of his head. As difficult as you knew the recovery would be for Jaebum, there was never anyone more determined than him to complete something that he put his mind too.
“You should probably sleep for a bit,” his voice spoke as the room fell silent, “I can’t begin to imagine how much of a rush it’s been for you to get over here so quickly.”
“I don’t need sleep, I need my eyes open to keep an eye on you,” you joked, tapping the top of his head, “I don’t want you to run before you can walk, I know exactly what you’re like usually.”
“I don’t think they’ll even be any walking for me for some time just yet.”
As much as he tried to smile through it, you could hear the pain in his voice too. “Just remember, this surgery will help, months and years from now. Even if it might feel like you’re in a whole other world right now.”
“I’ll be fine, especially now I’ve got you here with me.”
Sexual Warnings: Leash & Collar, Face fucking, Slight mention of slipping into subspace, Pet names, Gagging
Oneshot Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol Consumption
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Notes: My Queen Tay @kimnamshiks gave me this one, and she wanted to bring us pain, so everyone enjoyed and thanked her. Also, yes, I blue balled y’all. I love you too
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Wonwoo was an introvert and while he did have a bunch of energy for his members, he practically grew up with them. So he’s comfortable.
He had a few idol friends as his friends, but even he didn’t see himself being really good friends with the former leader of Got7’s Jaebeom.
Wonwoo didn’t expect to be so comfortable with him as fast as he did, but that’s how it happened. Without the public and fandoms knowing much, they hung out more often than not. They would cover up and go to bookstores for more books since they both enjoyed reading or going out for a coffee.
But more often than not, Wonwoo would go over to his house. He doesn't know how it started to be like this, but it started innocent enough. He was enjoying himself, and then that one night of drinking had Wonwoo looking at the older man in a different light.
Jaebeom was an attractive man, to put it simply and it just amplified when seeing him in the comfort of his home. He remembers when he got caught staring and Jaebeom just smiled at him. He remembers them moving closer to each other until Jaebeom asked if he could kiss him and he told him yes.
The night was memorable, and it was the start of the relationship they had. They weren’t dating or anything. It was pretty casual and they were still primarily friends, but they would have casual sex whenever they were in the mood.
With Wonwoo spending intimate times with him, he started to know the many kinks the man had, and he was patient to teach him through it all if he found himself interested. Jaebeom was a brutal dom that eased him into things before he acted the way he did. There was always a safe word that Wonwoo never said because he would always enjoy it all through and through. Tonight was no different.
“ Did you do what I told you to do?” Jaebeom asked as he stood behind him, gently kissing his neck.
Wonwoo nodded and that’s when he watched the hand go up from his waist to his throat. His thighs clenched together, “ Don’t have me repeat myself.”
“ Yes, sir. I did what you asked.” Wonwoo mumbled out before Jaebeom let go of his throat and gave him a slight push.
“ Strip and sit on the bed for me.” Jaebeom smiled at him and Wonwoo went over to do as he’s told, peeling off the clothes. Jaebeom caught a glimpse of the purple plug inside of him before he sat down on the bed. He tried to cover himself a bit with his hands and the older one found it adorable.
Jaebeom walked over to his nightstand and grabbed something out of it. When Wonwoo looked up, he saw what was in his hands. His cock bounced up as he saw the familiar object in his hand.
“ Can I put it on you?”
Wonwoo nodded as Jaebeom placed the black collar on him, ensuring it was fitted correctly and not choking him too much. He then added the leash that came with it.
Wonwoo felt his body relax as he found himself feeling comfortable not in the collar but with him. But that peace was soon replaced with some butterflies in his stomach as Jaebeom pulled the leash and made him lean forward and onto his knees, looking up at the man.
“ What color?
“ Green.”
“ Good,” Jaebeom started to undo his pants as he spoke, “ so how about this? You take care of me well and I’ll make sure to play with the gift you left me. Does that sound fair?”
Wonwoo has done this enough. He knows what Jaebeom likes and what to expect the most out of him. He placed his arms behind his back and watched as his cock bounced free in front of his face. He didn’t even wait for Jaebeom to say something as he took his tongue and licked a strip from the base to the tip.
Jaebeom had the handle to the leash in his hand as he watched the younger take his cock down his throat. Wonwoo didn’t need to take baby steps with him. He already had his mouth halfway down his cock and slurped messily.
Jaebeom tugged the leash once and Wonwoo took him deeper, letting out little moans whenever he felt the tip nearly brush the back of his throat. His cock dripping and bouncing with his movements as his eyes went low. He glanced up at him through his lashes and felt his stomach coil when he saw his furrowed brows and slightly slack jaw. It means he was doing well.
Jaebeom wrapped the leash around his hand twice and pulled, watching Wonwoo take him deeper, nose nearly brushing the base. Wonwoo relaxed his throat as Jaebeom kept that grip as he moved his hips forward, fucking the younger’s throat.
“You have such a good throat kitten. Keep taking me down to the base like that, and I’ll make sure to take care of you well.” Jaebeom grins as all he can hear was tiny gag sounds.
Wonwoo was enjoying himself. As much as he wanted to touch himself, he knew he would get in trouble for it, so his cock just twitched in the hopes of being touched soon. But for now, he took the man’s length down his throat and at one point, Jaebeom buried himself at the base and held him there with the leash.
Jaebeom could see the look in Wonwoo's eyes; watching him slowly slip on him while sucking his cock, just made him want to fuck his throat more. But he wanted to have more fun than just this.
After some time passed, Jaebeom loosened his grip and pulled his cock completely out of his mouth, watching the man gasp for air.
“ What color?”
“ G-green,” Wonwoo answered as he looked up at him. Jaebeom lifted him off the ground and back onto the bed. It wasn’t gentle as he spread his legs apart and smiled at the purple plug.
“ Are you ready for your reward, kitten?”
Wonwoo gave a weak smile before moaning as he felt Jaebeom slowly pull out the plug.
prompt: “you’re so pretty.” asked by me myself and i, because i couldn’t resist.
a/n: i can’t even write a summary about this because it’s really nothing... just cute new relationship feels! i wrote it in like an hour this morning and decided to post it in time for jaebeom’s birthday. barely edited but i do think it’s really cute so enjoy! also listen to “delicate” by taylor swift for the ultimate fluffy experience.
God, this movie was boring.
It was Jaebeom’s choice, though, and you’d kept your mouth shut. It was his birthday and the rule was that he got to pick the movie. Your relationship was still very new, and you couldn’t bring yourself to fight him on it.
The movie, one of those quiet pretentious indie films, was about halfway through before you started getting jittery. You couldn’t help it. The theater was dark, and there was nothing for you to look at to distract yourself. Except Jaebeom.
You found yourself turning your head, your eyes traveling up from his neck to his jaw, flexing as he chewed on some of the popcorn you’d bought him—not without a fight, of course, he was old fashioned in that way. But you won in the end. Your eyes followed the curve of his jaw to his cheekbones, sharp and prominent, to the twin moles adorning his eyelids. Even shrouded in darkness, he was breathtaking.
“You’re so pretty,” you whispered, before you could stop yourself.
“Eh?” he asked, turning just a fraction towards you as his eyes flicked from the screen to your face.
So you repeated yourself, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “You’re so pretty,” you whispered against his skin, your breath fanning over his face. “I just wanted you to know.”
You half expected him to shush you, to tell you to watch the movie, but you were starting to think Jaebeom would let you get away with murder. No matter how you annoyed him or playfully nagged him, he took it in stride and sometimes managed to dish it back twice as bad.
“I’m pretty?” His brows raised and he turned, all the way this time, until his nose brushed against yours. “Not handsome? Rugged? Sexy?”
“Nuh uh.” You shook your head, rubbing your lips together to hide a smile. He coaxed it out of you eventually, though, when he nudged his nose into yours in an eskimo kiss. “My boyfriend is prettier than me.”
Boyfriend. You loved to say it out loud.
Jaebeom let out a breathy laugh. “A lie, if I ever heard one.”
Another kiss to his cheek. “It’s your birthday, I would never lie to you on your birthday.”
He turned his head, catching your lips with his, soft and sweet. “What do you think of the movie?” he asked, his hand reaching up to brush the hair out of your face.
You cleared your throat. “It’s good. It’s… yeah, it’s not bad.”
When he kissed you again, he was smiling. “Liar,” he spoke against your skin as his lips drifted across your cheek. “You hate it.”
You sort of despised the way he made you stutter as he pressed featherlight kisses into your skin, making a path of goosebumps from your cheek to your jaw. “I don’t- no, I don’t hate it,” you protested weakly.
His chuckle against your skin made you shiver. “It’s okay, I hate it too,” he assured you, pulling away and cupping your cheeks in his warm hands. “In fact, I was going to ask if you wanted to get out of here. I can’t imagine it’s going to get any better…”
“Oh, thank God,” you whispered, surging forward to press a firm kiss to his lips. “I was so worried you liked it and I was going to have to break up with you because you have shit taste in movies.”
It took less than a minute for the two of you to gather your things before you were practically running out of the theater, both holding in your laughter as the few other people in the theater glared at you for making so much nose.
By the time you got to the car, you were both breathless and panting, having continued running from the theater out of the building, though you had no reason to do so. Though you were both well into adulthood, he made you feel like a teenager again. Your heart pounded as he pressed you into the side of his car and stared down at you, still half smiling.
It was freezing, not even halfway through the frigid winter, but you felt hot inside. Jaebeom had a way of filling you with liquid heat with just his gaze, so intense and overwhelming at times.
“Thank you for this,” he told you, hands trailing down your arms until his fingers laced through yours. “Even if the movie sucked. It was worth it.”
You pressed your teeth into your lower lip as you tilted your chin to meet his eyes. “You’re welcome. Next year, maybe we should just find something on Netflix.”
Jaebeom chuckled and brought one of your hands up, pressing his lips into your cold knuckles. “Well, the night is still young. Want to grab some food, take it back to my house, and find something better to watch?”
Leaning up on your toes, you placed a chaste kiss to his lips and squeezed his hands. “Absolutely.”
Later that night, as Jaebeom held you on the couch while one of his favorite films played on his TV and you surrounded yourself with plates upon plates of takeout, he whispered that it was the best birthday he’d ever had.
The words filled you with a certain warmth you couldn’t quite identify. All you knew was that you wanted to be by his side next year, the year after that, and the year after that.
“Jae?” you whispered, shifting so that you could see him more clearly.
“Hm?” His eyes stared down into yours as he gave you a squeeze. All of your limbs were intertwined, but you’d never been more comfortable.
“I really like you,” you admitted. It wasn’t what you wanted to say, but it was close. “Really really like you.”
There was an amused smile on Jaebeom’s lips. “I like you too, sweetheart.” A kiss to your forehead. “More than like, actually.”
You pulled back, eyes shooting up to his face. Had you heard him right? Maybe you misunderstood.
“What do you mean?” you asked, carefully.
“Ah…” Jaebeom’s cheeks flushed, shaking his head as he played with the bottom hem of your sweater. “I don’t usually… well, I’ve never-” he paused to take in your features, eyes wide and half hopeful, half terrified. “I love you. You have to know that.”
It felt like your heart soared out of your chest in that moment. “I…” you swallowed. He’d been in love before, you knew, although he never said it explicitly. He had alluded to it a few times in quiet, late night conversations. But you’d never gotten this close to someone before. It always ended before it got this deep.
“I’m not just saying this because it’s your birthday,” you started. You found it hard to look him in the eyes but you needed to. You needed him to see the truth in them. “I love you. I love every second that I’m with you, I love your laugh and your dreams, your… questionable taste in movies. Your pretty face.”
He laughed at the last one, rolling his eyes as he poked your side. You squirmed in his grip and held back your giggles.
“I’m being serious here! I know, maybe it’s too early to say it, but I love you.” The more you said it, the more real it became and the more you got used to the idea.
As the night went on, Jaebeom made sure you knew how loved you were. He let you pick the next movie, even allowed you to eat the last bite of his black bean noodles. He didn’t even say a word as you quoted every line alongside the main female lead in your favorite romantic film.
He proved his love, over and over that night, especially after he carried you to bed and the layers of clothes between your bodies seemed to disappear. The room filled with passionate moans, whispers of love and pleasure. It wasn’t the first time, but he made you feel like it was.
Just before the two of you drifted off to sleep, sweaty and exhausted, Jaebeom whispered to you once more that this was the best birthday he’d ever had.
Hi! Can I request for several drabbles for the Drabble Game? Number 19 for Minho (SKZ), Number 20 and 29 (if possible!) for JB, and Number 35 for Hyungwon <3 Thankssss
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19: They surprise you with flowers.
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You turn away from the members of your group abruptly feeling a tap on your shoulder, your confused expression drops in a second when you see your friend Minho: “Congrats, on your debut,” Minho says with a laugh pulling a bouquet of flowers from behind him.
“Those are from my group,” he rushes out when you take them from him running one of his hands through his hair, “it was Chan’s idea,” he continues to ramble.
“Thank you,” you say wrapping one of your arms around his shoulders patting his back softly, “tell the rest of your group I said thank you too, we should go out to eat sometime,” you say lulling your head to the side, “I mean our groups,” you say with a laugh that he returns.
“If you’re paying,” Minho says looking to the side you roll your eyes at his remark, “I’ll get going now, good luck,” Minho says brightly greeting the rest of your group when he passes them.
JB:
20: Back hugs.
29: “You don’t need to diet.”
“I really need to go on a diet before we starting filming for my movie,” you mutter looking at yourself in the mirror you can see Jaebum coming up to you before his arms actually wrap around your middle.
“You look beautiful,” Jaebum mutters resting his head in the crook of your neck his eyes meeting yours through the mirror, “I can’t stop you though,” he says with a small laugh, “but don’t let anyone tell you that you have to go on a diet,” Jaebum assures.
“Thank you,” you say softly turning sideways in his grip, Jaebum presses a light kiss to your forehead before releasing his grip.
Hyungwon:
35: You go camping together
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“Have you been camping before?” You ask watching Hyungwon swat at the air frantically.
“We put a tent up in the backyard and slept in it,” Hyungwon says with a small laugh dropping his head finally making his way over to you, you return his laugh running your hand through his hair.
“Help me put up the tent,” you say softly he hums and to your surprise, the two of you actually manage to put the tent up without any embarrassment.
“Do you know where Hoseok and Kihyun set up?” Hyungwon asks sitting next to you, you shrug.
“It’s not too far away,” you say softly turning your head towards him, “wanna go find them?” You ask nudging him slightly, he shrugs but stands up again holding his hand out to you.
“We might as well,” Hyungwon says with a small laugh.
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2. “everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off”
Making out while everyone was gone isn’t the problem. Jaebum getting hard seconds before everyone came back is the problem. Though the two of you are up in his room and the guys know you’re over, that doesn’t mean one of them won’t thoughtlessly come inside without knocking.
You push Jaebum back and peck his lips before swiftly going to lock the door. When you turn around, he’s propped up on his elbows with a questioning look.
“Everyone is downstairs… Take your pants off.” You smirk, but he doesn’t move, too shocked that you’re not worried. “I’ll give you a little something, and you can pay me back later.” You say. There’s no negotiating. Your fingers play with the zipper of his jeans as he finally lays back a little less tense.
Summary: After a heated argument about your living arrangements, JB thinks it a good time to let you have your space, but Mother Nature says differently.
We've been at this for hours. My lease ends in a few months and I asked the inevitable question: "Should we just find a place together?" then JB got all weirded out.
"Just tell me now, are you committed to me?"
"Yes, of course, I am. Y/n, I love you more than anything. I just don't think we should rush into living together." He said.
"Jae, I am about to enter a year-long lease with this place. You and I have been together for almost three years. What are you afraid of?"
JB thought to himself for a moment, trying to come up with a way to express his thoughts. I took a deep breath and gave up. There was no point in changing his mind about this. I just thought we were ready for the next step.
"Baby, please don't be mad. I just think we should both have our own space for a while." His words send a shock through my system. Space?! He wants space?
"Maybe you should just go. You win, alright. I'll just stay in this apartment alone and you can do the same." I crossed my arms, shutting off all communication, but it wasn't over just yet.
"Y/n. I don't want to leave you like this. I can tell you're still mad. You and I will stay right here until we figure this out."
"There's nothing to figure out. Just go. You got your wish. I'll give you space." I hissed.
JBs expression went from guilty to outright irritated. "You know that's not what I meant. That just gives me even more reason to stay right here with you."
"Funny how you want to stay here when things are ugly, yet you can't even stomach the thought of living with me full-time."
"Y/n, will you stop with this. Fine! I will live with you. Are you happy?"
"No. I want you to want this. I'm not about to keep you here against your will."
It was clear that there was no good ending to this argument. At least not today. JB sat across from me, pulling out his phone when he received an alert.
"Oh, shit." He muttered.
"What?" I asked.
"Looks like I'm going to be here a while. The snowstorm rolled in early." He got up, walked over to the windows to check outside.
The moment he opened the shades, my eyes went wide. It was a complete whiteout! Nothing but falling snow as far as the eye can see. I stood next to JB watching his car get pummeled in the snow.
"That's just great." He walked away from the window, laid out on my couch and turned on the TV.
"How long will this last?" I asked him.
"Not sure. The alert said a day or two. I'll just stay on the couch tonight." He fluffed a pillow, placing it under his head and draped a blanket over himself.
I knew he was mad, but damn it if he didn't look cute all snuggled up. Normally I would invite myself into his arms, but odds are he wouldn't even let me in after what I said. I just walked back to my spot on the chair, curling up and watching him surf through channels.
"So what now?" I asked him.
"You're looking at it." He snapped back.
"Jae, you're not being very fair. That blanket is yours. You bought it last year at the store down the street but you forget to take it home with you so you just kept it here. That shirt you're wearing has been in my closet for six months before you finally took it with you after your last overnight stay. A third of the things in here are technically yours. I know it for a fact that a lot of my things are at your place too. Including my backup toothbrush and extra clothes." JB wouldn't look me in the eye, but I knew he was listening. After a brief pause, he turned off the TV and sat up to look me in the eye. "We're pretty much already living together, we've just never made it official in one place." I finished.
It was a lot to process, but he knew I was right. He took a look around my apartment, taking notice off all the things that were actually his.
"I guess you're right, but I just don't know." He said rubbing his neck.
"Well, why don't we turn this snow storm into a test. I have plenty of food to last the whole weekend and then some. We're gonna stay right here for two days and by the end of it, if we decide we shouldn't live together, then that'll be that." I extended my hand for him to shake in order to seal the deal. He hesitated but still took my hand, shaking it firmly before laying back down.
He looked over at me with his soft brown eyes and opened his arms for me to lay with him. I smiled at his cuteness and accepted. He wrapped me in a warm embrace, covering us both with the blanket and nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck. I grabbed the remote, turning the TV back on and we decided on a movie.
The tension quickly faded and everything went back to normal. JB and I got a little hungry after a couple of hours and cooked up some dinner together. We soon forgot about the weather outside and enjoyed each other's company. But I needed to do more. I had to prove to him that living together would be the perfect set up.
"Ooh! I wish we had those nice cups from the china shop we went to." I whined.
"They're at my place..." He said, not catching on to my mind game.
"That's alright, we can use mine. Could you hand me the oregano?" I asked, knowing full well it wasn't there.
"I don't see it." He said, looking around my spice cabinet.
"I could have sworn I bought some the last time we had spaghetti."
"Oh, I think it's at my-... What are you doing?" Uh-oh. He caught me.
"What am I doing?" I questioned innocently.
"You're tricking me into just moving the rest of my stuff over here, that won't work, Y/n."
"Relax. I just asked you two questions. The fact that those things just happen to be at your apartment is out of my control." I said with a shrug.
"...Okay. No more traps though." He warned.
"Okay."
We finished making dinner and sat at the table, making small talk and occasionally looking out the window. The weather went from bad to worse quickly. With just a flicker of the lights, the power went out. I looked to JB in a panic.
"Oh, god." I murmured.
Before JB could say anything, I jumped up and headed right for my fireplace. We're technically not supposed to use anything but gas, but desperate times call for desperate measures. JB came right over with a lighter and a scrap of paper to get things started and I laid down a couple of logs to keep us warm. JB started the fire and I grabbed some candles and flashlights to brighten the rest of the room.
"It's worse than I thought," JB said.
"It's okay though. We already ate and there plenty of snacks that don't need to be cooked for tomorrow." I tried to reassure him, earning a little smile.
"No worries, love. We'll just continue in the dark." He took my hand, guiding me to the kitchen and lit a few more candles.
We both started on the dishes, thankfully the pipes were still working fine. I was nearly finished on the last plate when I felt JB's body heat on my back. Normally washing dishes by candlelight isn't the most romantic thing ever, but with JB's hands on my waist, my mind travels to a whole other dimension. A place where there are no arguments or disagreements of any kind. Just the two of us in perfect harmony.
I set the plate on the drying rack and leaned back, letting his touch take over. His soft lips kissed along my neck, stopping for a few nibbles along the way. His arms coiled around my waist, making me walk backward with him through the living room and to my bedroom.
"Is sex the first thing on your mind after washing dishes?" I asked him flirtatiously.
He just shrugged and turned me around to face him. "I'm a creature of habit."
He laid me down on my bed, pulling my pants down which caused me to instantly shiver from the cold. JB covered me up in the blankets to get rid of the rest of my clothes on my own while he stripped down himself. He joined me under the covers, kissing me deeply and letting his hands roam all over my body.
"Mmm~ You're so warm." I purred.
"I can't get enough of you, baby." His hot kisses moved down my shoulders, covering my skin with his love.
I spread my legs a little more, reaching down to massage his tip against my wetness. JB's mouth opened just a bit, holding back a moan. Involuntarily, I bucked my hips, trying to take him inside me. He smirked at me and squeezed my thigh. I needed to feel his thrusts, slow, rough, never-ending. He had me drenched and ready. I cupped his face with my free hand, whispering "please" before feeling his tip push past my folds.
My hand came around to his hips, slowly pulling him in closer as he pushed his member deeper inside me. His eyes closed as the base of his cock met my pelvis. I moaned at the feeling of him pulling back out only to thrust back into me. His skin was burning with desire, warming me up faster than I thought possible.
"Faster." I moaned.
His rhythm quickened, satisfying my every need. I latched onto him while he rode me closer and closer to the edge. His strong muscles flexed beneath my palms. I dug my nails into his back, allowing my sweet release to fully take control of me.
"Don't stop." I clenched around his manhood, milking every last drop of his warm cum.
JB grunted and groaned as we finished our orgasms. Our sweaty bodies piled together, cooling down for a while. I kissed his temple and he rolled over onto his side of my bed.
"We'll have to do this lights out thing at your place sometime," I said.
"No need. I'm moving in." He said casually.
I jumped out of the afterglow and into what must be a dream. "Wait, what?"
"I'm moving in." He repeated, looking me deep in the eyes. "Think about it. Just a few hours ago we had a fight, usually one of us would leave to cool off, but this time we were bound together and here we are, closer than ever." He took my hand, smiling at me.
"You have no idea how happy you've made me!" I climbed on top of him, bringing him in for a hug.
He kissed the top of my head and held me close. "I'll do anything to make you happy."
