(Admin: Babyboiii I’m Killing two birds with one stone because I had a sub!Junhee request too and I feel bad for not finishing requests sooner)
“He paid a lot for you, have you met him before?” Your friend asks you shrug looking towards the black door with the number five written on it.
“I don’t remember a CEO Park, it’s weird for him to go by CEO coming to a place like this too,” you mumble, “I’ll probably recognize him when I see him,” you say stepping towards the doo your heels clicking on the wooden floors under you.
You push open the door the room is dim only being lit up by the lamp that has a red shade over it making an orange tint fill the room. You take notice of the brown hair and undone white button-up shirt, his eyes covered with his own tie, you roll your lips he looks handsome from what you can see. His facial features, the ones you can see, are defined, his lips are a pretty pale pink and look extremely kissable. His head turns in the direction of where you’re moving to you sit on the side of the bed trailing your index finger down his cheek and then along his jawline before running the pad of your thumb against his plush bottom lip.
“Can I ask why you picked me, Mr. CEO?” You say softly leaning closer to his ear, “I’m really curious,” you trail your other hand down his chest you can feel and see his breath catch in his throat, his lips opening before closing like he’s thinking his words through carefully.
“I don’t know,” his voice is velvety and smooth it surprised you and you were eager to hear how his voice would sound later, “my mind-” he lets out a drawn-out hum that’s lower than his speaking tone, “-my mind told me to pick you,” he finally concludes, when he talks his lips turn up into a half smile .
“You made a good choice,” you say against the shell of his ear running your hand through his dyed hair, he moves against your touch turning his head in the direction of your hand and voice.
You close your lips around the lobe of his ear tugging it down before pressing feather-like kisses to the side of his neck while you play with his hair.
“What should I call you?” You ask against his shoulder, “CEO Park is too formal,” you say letting go of his hair and instead, letting both of your hands focus on undoing the belt on his dress pants.
“Junhee,” the name falls effortlessly from his mouth.
“Park Junhee,” you let out a hum moving lower down his body, “your name’s handsome,” you press your lips to his lower stomach running your hand along his pants covered legs.
Junhee starts to say something before your hand slips into his now open pants, cupping his forming bulge over his boxers. You trace the outline of his bulge, stroking him over the fabric. Junhee lulls his head back his lips parted small breaths slipping out of his lips; you bring your head down to press your lips to the head of his cock still over the fabric. Your lips follow the pattern your hand did earlier, you use your hand to pull the fabric of his boxers down watching when his cock springs free from the confines. You wrap your hand around the base of his cock loosely pumping it in your hand.
You circle your tongue around the head of his cock, your eyes facing in the direction of his face to see the reaction he has. You take the head of his cock fully into your mouth bobbing it in and out of your mouth slowly enjoying the way his chest and stomach would tense, his plush bottom lip pulled in between his teeth to keep sounds from slipping past his lips. You can see how his eyebrows are knitting together under his tie that was still being used as a blindfold. You slowly push yourself further on to him letting your tongue slide against the bottom of his cock stopping halfway.
He pushes his hips forward urging you to continue, you sink your hands into his hips holding himself still. You bob your head holding the rest of his cock towards the base in your hand, you hollow your cheeks when you pull up before bobbing back down. You slide your tongue around the head one last time before pulling your mouth away and moving towards his face once more.
“Can I take your blindfold off?” You ask sliding your hand along his uncovered facial features, he nods slightly in response, “I’m curious to see how your whole face looks,” you lift his head with one hand and untie it with the other.
His eyes are sharp and when not smiling he looks like he’s in a constant glare; his visuals are definitely prince-like making you wonder why someone as good-looking as him would come to a place like this. You bite the inside of your cheek, he’s seemingly waiting for you to say something his eyes burning a hole in your face.
“Wow,” is all you can manage to say, letting out a small laugh before you lean forward to press your lips to his neck again, “I’m sure you here that you’re good-looking all the time,” you say while peppering light kisses across the base of his neck and towards his shoulder, “tell me what to do, Junhee,” you say softly against his neck.
“You’re a good tease aren’t you?” Junhee says with a laugh, “I don’t want anything special, I just want you to fuck me,” Junhee says bluntly, you can’t help but to let out a small laugh from how blunt he is, it’s refreshing.
You reach towards the bed-side drawer grabbing the condom box and taking one out before throwing the box back in the drawer; you open the pack slipping it down his length and pumping him a few times. You lean towards his lips pressing your own against his softly, he lifts his head up attempting to deepen the kiss. You pump his cock between the two of you, Junhee lets a hum slip past his lips against yours. You push the fabric of your lingerie to the side letting yourself drop onto the head of his cock continuing to tease Junhee further. Junhee bucks his hips up letting a throaty groan fall from his lips.
“You’re such a fucking tease,” Junhee mutters against your lips, you let out a quiet laugh dropping further onto him until he’s all the way inside of you.
“I’ll stop teasing,” you say when you pull away from his lips, you lean forward resting your head against his shoulder while you rock and bounce yourself on him.
His hips buck up to meet your thrusts making your voice catch in your throat. You don’t want to admit it, but he’s probably the best you’ve had working in this profession. You roll your hips while he bucks into you a small whine slips through your lips, he bucks faster so you also change to keep your speed with him. He lets out a moan of his own, your body is reacting on its own despite you wanting to slow yourself down. His name falls past your lips without you thinking while your hand holds onto the sheet of the bed.
“God, Junhee, how do you not have a girlfriend?” You say into his shoulder you bounce yourself on him again not getting enough from just rocking against him.
A choked moan slips out of your lips as well as one coming from his, he turns his head to the side his hips wavering in their thrusts. You can tell he’s close from the way his hips waver and how varied his thrusts are. You reach between the two of you circling your index and middle finger around your clit to drive yourself closer to your own end. The room was filled with the sounds of both of your moans, the bed shifting and skin against skin. You press yourself closer to Junhee wanting to feel him better; you can’t put together coherent thoughts you’re only focused on the pleasure you feel.
Your body feels tense and you can tell Junhee is almost hit his end, soft praises passing his lips in a breathy tone. Junhee’s hits flutter and you can feel the shoot of heat, he keeps thrusting his hips into you until he rides out his orgasm, your own orgasm is just barely out of reach, your legs shaking over him; you continue to circle your fingers on your clit your body tensing with each touch choked moans coming out of your lips. Your muscles relax with your release your mind completely blank, you press your chest against Junhee’s your back arching forward.
You recompose yourself, moving off of Junhee shakily and pulling the condom off of his length then tossing it. You glance up at his face to see his eyes blown and a half-smile covering his features.
“You really know you’re handsome don’t you?” You say with a laugh, struggling to undo the ties holding his hands behind his back, he moves his arms freely stretching them, “your arms must hurt from being bond like that,” you laugh, he nods sitting up.
“My shoulders are sore,” he says with a pout, jutting his bottom lip out you roll your eyes which leads him to laugh, “why do you work in this business?” He asks cautiously seemingly afraid of your reaction.
“Because it pays,” you admit, “rich guys come in, married men they need someone young, they pay a lot and it doesn’t last long,” you mutter, “it’s disgusting isn’t it?” Maybe it’s because you're tired, maybe it’s because Junhee has a comforting aura and makes himself easy to open up to, but you find yourself spilling your heart.
“It’s not disgusting, you’re just trying to survive,” he says softly, nodding to himself, “if you ever need a way out of this though,” he mumbles taking a card out of his pocket, you let out a laugh covering your mouth, he looks down embarrassed.
“You carry business cards everywhere?” You say jokingly, he covers his face laughing, “you are a businessman Park Junhee,” you sit on the end of the bed finding yourself attracted to him in a way you aren’t quite used to.
“I can-” he cuts himself off for a moment trying to gather his words, “-I can make you live like a queen,” Junhee says with seriousness laced through each word, “honestly, I want to make you mine,” his eyes are piercing through to your soul.
“I’ll think about your offer,” you mumble he does the buttons on his shirt from bottom up, grabbing his suit jacket that had been tossed to the headboard of the bed before you got in, “what’s your story for coming here?” You ask curiously.
“You,” he says flatly. “I saw you walk in one day while I was going by,” he admits before standing up, buttoning his pants once he’s pulled them and his boxers back up then fixing his belt.
“What type of business do you run?” You ask twisting the ends of your hair, he lets out a hum.
“It’s my dad’s business originally, it’s a marketing business,” he says with a nod slipping his jacket on, watching him get dressed was almost as attractive as seeing him undressed, “have you seen a pair of glasses?” He asks with a laugh, you look towards the bedside table pointing when you see the round lenses, “thank you,” he mumbles.
“I’m assuming we’ll be meeting again,” you say with a smile, Junhee leans against the dresser, pushing his hair back.
“Of course, I have to find out whether you accept my offer or not,” he says with a smirk on his face, “I’ll see you again,” he says stepping closer to you, “part of me doesn’t want to leave here though,” he mumbles his hands coming to rest on your hips, your locked into place not knowing what to say and not wanting to look away from him either.
“Did you fall for me,” he says with a smirk, you finally break away from his eyes letting out a small laugh, “I have to go,” he rests his hands on your shoulders patting them before walking past you, “I’ll see you again.”
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