(sequel to [1:03 pm])
[4:56 pm] After a long day of shopping, you and Jaemin were heading back to your place. The bus was surprisingly quiet considering it was the end of the work day, but you didn’t mind; you very much enjoyed the peace and quiet. Yours and Jaemin’s shopping bags were stuffed into the seats next to you, and you leaned your head against his shoulder, smiling when he pressed a quick kiss into your hair.
You felt like you were close to dozing off when Jaemin placed a hand on your bare thigh. His fingertips traced delicate patterns as they inched higher and higher, brushing the hem of your skirt up as they went. A quick glance showed that the only other passengers were an old lady at the front and a teenager with his headphones in. Neither could see you.
When his hand slipped between your thighs, you instinctively parted your legs to give him room. Jaemin started by gently rubbing you through your panties, feeling the beginnings of your wetness soak through. You skin felt hot and you gripped his wrist tightly. Soon, he moved his hand down the front of your panties, dragging his fingers through your juices and relishing in the feeling of your soft, puffy lips. You gasped, eyes welling up with tears at the immense pleasure. He dipped two fingers into you, stilling as you spasmed around them, before slowly pulling them out and pushing back in. With your other hand, you gripped his shirt, releasing quiet whimpers as tears spilled from your eyes. He fingered you eagerly, whispering praise and curses that only you could hear. The sight of his hand disappearing under your skirt, combined with the wetness he felt and the soft, wet sounds was enough to get him hard. You noticed this, the bulge growing in his jeans and looked forward to dealing with it later.
Jaemin’s fingers pulsed in and out of you at an alarming pace, and a part of you worried that the other passengers would hear the wet sound of your pussy sucking him in. But you were so close to your breaking point that it was immediately pushed out of your mind. You arched your back as your thighs shook from the intensity of it all, before you felt the pressure snap, and you bit down on your hand to keep from screaming. His fingers continued their relentless pace, prolonging your orgasm and making you sob into his shirt. When he finally let up, he let his fingers rest inside you, enjoying the feeling of you clenching and unclenching around them.
You sagged against him as you tried to catch your breath. Your vision was blurry with tears and your entire body felt like jell-o. Jaemin smirked down at you and slipped his fingers out, leaving you feeling sensitive and empty. With his other hand, he tilted your head to look at him as he sucked on his fingers, enjoying your taste on his tongue. You shivered.
As you gathered your things with shaky hands in anticipation of your stop, Jaemin grabbed your wrist. You followed his gaze to where is was locked on your thighs and the seat beneath you. “Oh look, baby. You got the seat all wet.” You flushed and he stroked your thigh. “Knew you would take it so well.”
The two of you hastily cleaned up and rushed off the bus when it stopped. You giggled to each other and Jaemin kissed your cheek.
“Told you I’d get you back.”
(sequel: [10:13 pm])
