"yeonjun flusters, his face turning pink as he blinks rapidly. "n-no, that's not what i'm trying to say. it's just-" he squeezes your waist as he tries to find words, his brain too distracted with the image of you in the lingerie among with other things. "i wanna fuck you in it…" he mumbles, his eyes dropping in embarrassment and his cheeks turning a shade darker."
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fem!reader x yeonjun, lingerie, oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex, missionary
note from luna: my first yeonjun request, so i decided to make it into a full fic !
"i-is this new,"
it was any other saturday night, you just came back from your weekly dinner with your boyfriend and after a movie you went to shower while yeonjun went to lay in bed. you made sure to be sneaky when grabbing the article of clothing you have been planning to put on all night. you pull an oversized t-shirt over it before leaving the humid room.
yeonjun practically jumps you once you get into bed. tackling you so that you fall back into the comforter with a laugh. he pins your arms above you, raising the hem of the shirt a bit but he doesn't seem to notice that. he leaves pecks all across your face before placing a wet one on your lips.
"i missed you," he whispers against them. you didn't think you were gone that long, but knowing how clingy your boyfriend is, he likely thinks it was a lifetime. one of his hands leave your wrists to hold your face in his hands as he leans in to kiss you tenderly. his lips sliding with yours with ease.
"i wasn't gone that long." you whisper back when he pulls back to look at you with hearts in his eyes. his thumb caresses the skin under your eye as he ignores what you said and goes back in for another kiss, heavier than the other.
you allow him to kiss you into his hand starts to sneak under your shirt, sliding up your thigh and right before he could hit fabric you stop him. "wait- you should shower too." you free your other hand from his grip and place it against his chest, pushing him back.
he resists, pushing against your hand to get closer to you. "yeah, but it's probably too muggy in there right now." he stares at your lips as he talks, hand sliding back under your t-shirt. you don't have time to stop him as his fingertips brush against lace.
yeonjun pauses for a second before he starts to fiddle with the material. he can feel his dick start to fill out as he realizes what it is, swallowing harshly. you sit up, yeonjun falling back and sitting on your thighs, almost in your lap. he slowly starts to lift the shirt, shedding it off completely, and revealing your body and the lingerie that clung tight to your body.
his eyes go wide as he reveals it, it wasn't one that he's seen before. this one was white with pink trim and bows that was much more revealing than the others you've put on. his breathing gets shaky as he traces the thin string that goes across your hip, licking his suddenly dry lips when he comes to conclusion that means there's nothing covering the back.
as he moves up to the tiny bralette that hardly contained your breasts, his cock was reaching full hardness and pushing against his sweats. he had to bring his other hand to between his legs, palming himself with a sigh.
"s-so pretty," he practically moans as he cups one in his hand and at the same time cups himself. you smile as you watch him admire your body. both of hands were on you now as his hips twitched involuntarily against nothing. one roamed your waist and the other was on your chest.
you draw his attention away from your body to look at you, pulling his face up by the chin. his pupils were blown and he looked like he could drool, his lips wet with saliva. "is my body the only thing that's pretty?" you ask.
yeonjun flusters, his face turning pink as he blinks rapidly. "n-no, that's not what i'm trying to say. it's just-" he squeezes your waist as he tries to find words, his brain too distracted with the image of you in the lingerie among with other things. "i wanna fuck you in it…" he mumbles, his eyes dropping in embarrassment and his cheeks turning a shade darker.
"yeah?" you drawl, tapping his chin gently and making his eyes find yours.
"yeah," he whines. his cock was aching at this point, straining against his clothes and he was sure he was also leaking precum. his eyes flutter as you press a hand to his face and drag your thumb along his unblemished skin. he breathes heavily, "can i?"
hooking your finger into yeonjun's shirt, you lean backwards onto the bed and take him with you. he hovers over you, your lips almost touching with how close you were to each other. you could feel every breath he takes fan across your face. his eyes flicker between looking at you desperately and at your lips that he so badly wanted to kiss.
"please," he whines, hands gliding along your sides and occasionally sliding under your bralette. you could feel his dick pressing against your stomach, it was warm and twitched as you teased him. leaning in like you were going to kiss him, but pulling away when your lips would brush.
he lets out an impatient whine with a huff, attempting to lean in himself. he gets denied, your palm coming up to cover his mouth.
"patience," you say, slowly moving your hand out of the way. he starts to complain, but shuts up when you pull him down to bring your lips together. he moans when they connect, eagerly parting his lips to deepen the kiss. he feels tingles go down his body as you lick his bottom lip, asking for access to his mouth. he allows it, sliding his tongue with yours in a sloppy kiss.
yeonjun hadn't even realized that he started grinding against you, slow thrusts that made his cock drag sweetly along your stomach. his breath hitches as he starts to get lost in the pleasure, his lips faltering as he moans into your mouth instead.
"someone's enjoying themselves," you bite his lip and yeonjun moans, his hips stuttering.
"i-i'm sorry, it feels so good…" he drags his words as he doesn't stop moving, his eyes squeezed shut now. he could feel a patch of stickiness in his pants from the precum, making the glide a little smoother.
"how about," you start, reaching a hand down to hold him by the hip and stop him from grinding against you. he whimpers and with weak attempts, tries to keep going. he looks at you with 'sad' eyes, his lips poking out into a pout. "how about, you make me feel good first and i'll think about letting you fuck me." you repeat now that you had his attention.
yeonjun could feel his heart speed up at the thought of being able to do that while you were still wearing the lewd clothing. he nods his head rapidly and makes his way down, settling between your legs. he doesn't need you to say anything for him to understand what you meant, he was always eager to please you anyway.
he massages your thighs, touching everywhere before skimming them over the lace material. he takes his time, kissing the skin around where he wanted to be. leaving small hickeys and bite marks on your thighs and hips, his fingers likely leaving fingerprints with how tight he gripped them in excitement.
he licks his lips before pulling the panties to side and revealing your pussy. he moans and wastes no time diving in, licking a strip between the folds. your back arches off the bed and your fingers slide into his dark hair as his tongue finds your clit, flicking it gently before sucking on it.
"ngh," his moans are muffled as he buries himself between your legs, tongue dipping inside you as he hungrily laps you up. he flips between slowly working you over with his tongue and latching onto your clit with vigor.
you wouldn't complain. your head was thrown back, legs twitching at his sides, fingers planted in his head as you moan praises that only spur him on. you couldn't even catch your breath, yeonjun curling his tongue just right. you could feel your orgasm crash down on you, loudly moaning as you cum into his mouth. yeonjun happily licks it up with a moan, grinding against the bed while doing so.
he rises up from his spot, coming up to be eye level with you. you peek your eyes open and see a smiling yeonjun, lips slick and nose wet. "how was that, worthy enough to let me fuck you?" he asks, pressing his cock against you.
"please?" he pleads, his tone a little whiny.
you reach down between the two of you and cup his cock through his pants. yeonjun gasps, his hips jerking into your touch, his eyes rolling back at the friction. you rub his length slowly, circling a finger around his tip that was outlined by precum.
"show me how bad you wanted it," you whisper into his ear, making him shiver and almost cum. he wouldn't admit that though.
"y-yes, thank you…" he mutters, sitting back to remove his clothing. he bites his lip as he lines himself up with your entrance, breathing harshly through his nose. his hands roam your body as he slowly starts to push inside, he was trembling.
then he starts to move, taking a hold of your hips and snapping forward in one fluid motion. the sound of skin slapping against skin loud as he bottoms out inside of you. both of you moan at the same time, yeonjun's head drops onto your shoulder, panting against your collar.
"fuck," he whines, fingers clawing at your sides as he builds a steady rhythm. he pins you down as he drives his cock into you, deeper with each stroke. "you feel so good, look so good, i love it." he rambles, gasping in between, lost in the pleasure.
he sits up to be able to admire you again, that cursed lingerie that has him losing his mind. he slides a hand under the bralette, squeezing a breast in his warm hand. you tilt your head back, moaning loudly as yeonjun manages to hit every spot that has your body tingling.
you wrap a hand around his neck, pulling him down into a messy kiss. more teeth clashing and saliva swapping than anything as your tongue tangle together. you swallow up each others moans and gasps, as yeonjun slams into you.
"b-baby i-" he chokes out between kisses. his hips start to stutter as he feels his orgasm start to build. he moves slower, not wanting to cum just yet, not without you saying he could. his thrust are still intense as you languidly rocks into you, cock dragging against your walls. "i'm gonna cum-" he whimpers.
"can i cum, please?" he moans, voice cracking as you squeeze around him. you nod, curling your fingers into the hair that resided on the nape of his neck.
he repeats his gratitude, little thank yous as he starts to pick up the pace again. he can't contain his sounds, eyes roaming your body and dropping down to watch the way his cock drives into you. he relishes in the way it punches little gasps from you.
his mouth falls open on a moan, his eyes squeezing shut as he loses words. he can only get out a strained, "cumming." as he stills with a final thrust, shooting ropes of cum deep inside of you. long whines are pulled from him as he rides his high, grip bruising.
as he comes down, he leans down to leave kisses and love bites all over you. some across your stomach, on your chest, a couple on your neck, until he finds your lips and kisses you deeply. he pulls back with a breathy laugh, shaking his head side to side.
"what?" you question, caressing his sweaty and flushed face.
"so pretty," you murmur to yourself as you caress his face with your fingers gently, dragging them slowly across his porcelain-like skin. you press your thumb against his bottom lip that was covered with a layer of clear gloss. he bats his eyes up at you, a blush blooming over his cheeks.
you reach up and fiddle with the ponytail that he asked you to put in his head. curling your fingers around the two loose strands that rested on his forehead, "makes me want to call you noona." you say and yeonjun pauses, gaping at you as his face starts to burn hotter and his hips raising up into you a little at the term.
"n-noona?" he stutters, bringing his hands up to cover his face. his cock twitches inside of you when he says it, making you smile. you grab his hands, placing them on your hips before leaning in to whisper in his ear.
"do you like that, hm? should i call you noona?" you tease him, making him squirm underneath you and his hands squeezes your hips as he thrusts upwards slowly. he felt hot, like he was sweating at the though of being called 'noona', he doesn't suppose he would hate it... still he answers.
he shakes his head, "i-i don't know." he breaths, despite his body that was betraying him. pushing deep inside of your warmth, his tip grazing all the right spots as he grinds upwards and pulling a moan from your lips.
you coo at him, "noona, mmph- yeonjun noona…"
he fucks up into you roughly as you say it, his eyes rolling back and his toes curling at as he bottoms out in you. he never knew that such a thing would turn him on so much, but here he is. he was getting off on you calling him noona. he shyly asks, "a-again please?"
you make sure to moan right into his ear this time, spurring him on and bringing him close to his orgasm as he frantically pushes into, whimpering at whining at the pleasure and the nickname. he throws his head back into the pillows, your whispers tickling his ear and he bites on his bottom lips.
"i- gonna -" he says between inhales as he fucks into you sloppily, his thrusts almost desperate as he reaches his orgasm. he licks his lips, the taste of lip gloss bitter on his tongue.
"yeah, gonna cum just from that?" you tease, tugging on his ponytail gently, making him moan. you guide him and rest one of your hands on his shoulder, raising and dropping your hips to meet his strokes. "gonna cum inside of me, noona?"
the combination of stimulation makes yeonjun lose it, giving one last thrust before he buries himself deep inside of you. he releases spurts of warm cum with a sweet cry, his eyes squeeze shut and wet with tears, his shiny lips parted.
hiiii! I have a request for yeonjun 💗 softdom!reader (i’m using femreader but i you write it as you wish!) who is yeonjun’s best friend since high school, never realizing how much of a crush he has on her until college, when the semester is almost over and he asks her to come with him on a road trip he said he prepared to take his friend (taehyun) with, but he couldn’t go :( (it was just an excuse not to make it obvious he just wanted alone time with her)
I love your work btw 😭 like i’m a huge huge fan 💗 just do your magic here!
୨୧ TAGS: MDNI, smut, fem!reader, friends to lovers, pretty fluffy but there's smut, sub!yeonjun, yeonjun is obviously in love, swimming pools and kissing, handjob, pretty cute i can't lie. . . ୨୧ WORD COUNT 4.3k+
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"hey,"
he ran up to you, out of breath but he still had a smile on his face. he was practically glowing as he shined all thirty-two of his teeth at you, his hair falling into his half-moon eyes, and his cheeks pinch-able. he looked cute in his brown sweater and dark-wash jeans, book-bag slung loosely over his shoulder.
it was the last class of the semester and you were sliding out of your seat to pack up your belongings to go eat lunch. yeonjun notices, sliding your textbooks off the desk and placing them in your tote next to your laptop. he did it all with the same smile adorning his face.
"thanks." you praise, flashing him a smile before hauling your bag onto your shoulder. he blushes, his cheeks turning pink and he ducks his head from your view. he almost misses you exiting out the door, rushing to follow you and walk beside you. your shoulders brush together as you stroll down the hall together.
"where are you headed?" he asks, sliding past a group friends.
"lunch, i'm hungry." you simply reply, scrolling through your phone to find today's menu that is typically posted on the school's website.
"oh! c-could i join you?" you stop your search and turn your head towards him and he looks back with wide eyes, like he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't have. your eyes trail down to his fingers that were fiddling with his backpack strap and back up to his face. your eyes narrowed as you watch him nibble on his bottom lip.
"since when have you had to ask to eat lunch with me?" you question.
he nervously laughs, scratching the back of his neck with a shrug. you furrow your brows in confusion, but let it go as you were too hungry to think about yeonjun's odd behavior. he silently follows while you read him off today's lunch options.
he finds a table in a secluded area under the shade of the trees. you were thankful for that as the sun was blazing and you hated eating while being hot. while eating though, you could tell something was up with him. he was fidgeting a bunch, tapping his fingers against his face where they rested or tapping his foot so hard that it made the table shake as he watched you eat.
he looked like he was waiting for the right moment to say something, he would sometimes open his mouth to speak before stopping himself and dropping his head down while mumbling. when you look up from your tray, yeonjun quickly diverts his eyes to the side and you sigh.
you drop your fork before asking, "what's up?" he perks up, pointing a finger at himself with a pout. he was acting as if he didn't know how strange he's behaving. he typically talks your ear off during lunch, telling your every single detail about his daily life with bright eyes. "you've just been staring and twitching this whole time, you're making me nervous. are you nervous about something?"
he stammers while poking his chest, "m-me? no, i'm not nervous… what would i even be nervous about?" he mumbles the last part, turning his face into his hand.
you knit your brows, "that's what i'm asking you." he looked adorable with the tiny pout on his face and your hand twitched with the sudden urge to reach out and ruffle his hair. you stop and instead pick up your fork and finish your food.
you drop the conversation, wanting to finish and head home. you had about a week to study before finals and figured you should get ahead while you could. yeonjun takes both of your trays and dumps them, lost in thought while doing so. as you silently walk, you both seem to get the same idea, stopping in your footsteps.
"wanna-"
"are you-"
you both spoke at the same time, cutting each other off. yeonjun blushes, and gestures for you to speak first.
"i was just going to ask if you wanted to come over to my house," you suggest. yeonjun eyes widen and he swallows, shifting his gaze to the side as he thinks about something. "well?"
"yeah." he settles on with his signature smile on his face.
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"hey,"
he taps your shoulder, reaching a hand across the pile of notes that you had spread over the floor. when you invited him over to your place, this wasn't what yeonjun was expecting. he wasn't sure what he was expecting, but studying right after the semester ended was not it.
it's been about an hour and he was getting bored, drawing little pictures all over his notes as he watched you stick your nose into multiple textbooks, biting on the end of your pen. he dreamily sighs as he looks at you, your eyes that were so focused on your reading, your lips that wrapped around the pen…he let his eyes drift lower. it catches on the tank-top that you changed into, the neckline a little low-
he quickly turns his head and that's when he decided to poke your shoulder for your attention. you hummed in response, highlighting an important sentence in your book. he watches your hand glide across the paper before tapping your shoulder again.
you raise your head and find yeonjun's intense gaze. he smiles softly, his eyes softening with them and you choose to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat.
"i have a question." he admits, deeming this a good time to ask since he knows he won't have the confidence to later. he hardly had it at the moment, but he had to swallow down his fear.
you remove the pen from your mouth, dropping it and the highlighter to give him your full attention, "shoot."
"uh, so…" he starts, nervous now that you were staring at him while he spoke. he fiddled with his hands and his face was starting to heat up as he tried to formulate his question correctly. "now that the semester is over and you know, only finals are left…"
you nod when he trails off, encouraging him to continue. he drops his head as he starts to ramble, a habit that tends to appear when he's extremely anxious. he tried to stop the word vomit, the random fibs he threw in, but it was already too late and he couldn't control it once it started. "and i know you have to study for them - i do too obviously! but it's the weekend and you deserve a break from school, you know? and my friend taehyun bailed on me and i already made the plans and booked the hotel… it would be a waste if i didn't go, but i don't want to alone. i've been thinking about this all week an-"
"yeonjun," you interrupt him. he jumps when he realizes how close you got, sitting next to him with your hand on his thigh. he eyes your hand on his warm skin, face likely red now. "you're rambling."
"right," he takes in a breath and shuts his eyes before he finally asks. "i was wondering if you would like to go on a road trip with me this weekend?"
it was true that he had planned a road trip and booked a hotel for the weekend, but he wasn't planning on going with his friend taehyun. he just used him as an excuse so you wouldn't catch on to him (sorry tae). he's been thinking about this for months, getting to spend time alone with you and finally being able to tell you what's been on his mind.
"sure! this weekend, right?"
he peeks his eyes open to look at you, you were smiling at him. he wasn't prepared for you to agree so easily, with finals coming around he thought it would be a little tougher to convince you. he had a whole other speech prepared just in case, but guess he doesn't have to use it-
"yeah, it's just to the beach! you know the one about four hours from here." you nod while picking your textbook back up and sticking your pen back in between your lips.
"was that all?" you ask, uncapping your favorite pink highlighter. yeonjun blinks at you, still in disbelief but his heart was almost beating out of his chest in excitement. he wanted to leave and go home to pack and fantasize about the amount of alone time he's going to get to spend with you, but he has to play it cool.
you smooths his hair back, "that was all." he assures, picking up his pen and pretending to study with a grin on his face. how could he study when he was going to spend the whole weekend with you?
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"hi,"
he greets you with a smile, taking your duffle bag from your hands and placing it in his trunk. he slams it shut and turns to you, suddenly wrapping you in a tight embrace.
it caught you off guard and you freeze in place for a second before hugging him back with a small smile. yeonjun blushes furiously when he feels your hands come around his waist, fingers dangerously close to slipping under his loose-fitting shirt.
he clears his throat as he pulls back, "ready?" you nod and twist to head inside his car. you reach out for the handle, but yeonjun beats you to it. he opens the car door and gestures for you to hop inside.
"thanks," you say with a smile. yeonjun doesn't say anything, quickly shutting the door and heading to his side as his heart thumbs wildly. he fumbles with his car eyes, his hands a little shaky as he starts the car. he toggles with the a/c and hands you his phone, a music app already open.
"wanna be in charge of the music?" he suggests. you take this phone from his hands, your hands brushing together. yeonjun jolts with a gasp, before putting the care in drive and taking off. you look at him questioningly but think nothing of it and instead start to queue up songs, taking requests from yeonjun.
it's silent in the car besides the music with you sometimes humming along to a song or two. yeonjun managed to beat the traffic that comes with rush hour, riding smoothly down the highway.
you turn to look at yeonjun who had his eyes on the road, his brows cutely furrowed and his finger taps his steering wheel to the beat of the song playing. he looked good with his dark, fluffy hair landing in every direction, his plump lips parted, the way his red shirt clung to his muscles. you look away, turning to stare out the window at the many trees that zoom by.
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"hey, you ready?"
the ride to the beach was a good one, there were no complications and yeonjun even managed to make it there thirty minutes earlier than anticipated. too early for the dinner that he had planned, so yeonjun brought up the idea of going swimming in the hotel pool.
you didn't think much of the single-bed room he took you to once you remembered that he was supposed to be coming with someone else maybe they were close enough to not feel awkward about sharing one.
there have been many times you and him have slept in the same bed during sleepovers or when either one got too drunk to head home themselves. it was never awkward, you would find yourself cuddling close to him, laying a head on his chest and his arm would come to wrap around you. you turn towards the bed and you feel your heartbeat pick up and your face burn when you think about being in bed with him again. something about this time felt different.
yeonjun walked out shirtless, with only a pair of black trunks adorning his body and sunglasses rested atop of his head, exposing his forehead. he froze when he caught sight of you in your bathing suit. an unintentionally matching one, also black and revealed a little more than he expected.
his eyes on you make you shy, wrapping the towel you had draped around you tighter and shielding yourself from his view. he diverts his gaze, sliding on his sandals and heading to the door. he holds it open as he waits for you, you walk past him and yeonjun follows.
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"do you not know how to swim?" yeonjun laughs as you slowly step into the pool on the shallower side. he was already in the water, his hair drenched from when he dived into the deeper end as soon as you approached the pool. he whirled around looking for you when he emerged and started teasing when he spotted you on the other side.
he swims over towards you, popping up in front of you and shaking his wet hair at you. he takes your hand as you walk down the steps, "i can teach you." he simply says as you reach the last step and your feet touch the bottom of the pool. his hand wraps around your waist as he guides you to the middle of the pool where it wasn't too deep or too shallow.
"do you at least know how to float?" he raises his eyebrows in question.
"never learned." you reply, shaking your head.
"i've failed as a best friend…" he jokingly says with a laugh and you join him. you don't notice the way his eyes linger on your smile for tad bit longer than he intended. he holds out a hand and you take it, it was warmer than the cool water that surrounded to both of you.
"lean back," he instructs. "the water will carry you."
you hesitate, a little afraid that you might embarrass yourself in front of him, what if you start drowning like an idiot? and then you shake that thought, he's your best friend of 6+ years, what's there to be embarrassed about? he's seen you in worse conditions.
"don't let me drown."
he smiles, but his eyes were sincere when he responded, "i won't, trust me."
you pause and then nod before taking a deep breath. slowly you lean back against the cool water, your ends of your hair dip into it. you shiver, your body tensing when you felt like you might sink, but yeonjun's steady hands under you were holding you up.
you allow your body to relax a bit, "i feel ridiculous."
yeonjun admires you, the way your hair floats around you and almost making a crown across your head. the way the water was surrounding your flawless face, your bathing suit that clung to your body tightly. he heavily breathes-
"but you look beautiful…" he softly says, almost like he didn't mean to say it out loud. you turn your head in his direction, your eyes meeting his. you could feel something change - a certain charge between the two of you. something that was being left unspoken.
yeonjun's eyes widen and he lifts you up so you're standing again and he quickly spins around away from you, putting his face in his hands. he mumbles to himself, words that you can't catch. you tap his shoulder twice, "hey." and he jumps and turns toward you slowly with his head down.
you take ahold of his chin and lift his head up, you can feel yeonjun's breath hitch at the gesture. his eyes widen more and he swallows when he notices how close together to two of you are. your chest are mere inches apart and with your other hand you close the gap, pulling him into you.
as much as he tries not to, from this angle he can't help but to look at your lips. his eyes flicker from them to your face and you cup his face and drag your thumb under his eye, the same ones you've been looking into since you were a high schooler. yeonjun leans into the touch, his eyelids fluttering and his breathing stutters.
your eyes his also find his lips that were parted, his breath fanning across your face. from this close you can feel his heart beating against you and you can't fight the little smile that comes to your face at that.
your thumb makes it way to his mouth, pushing on the plump skin of his lip and sliding across it. "may i?" you ask and yeonjun short circuits. he didn't think he would get to this point so quickly, he wanted to have dinner first and go for a walk in the park before confessing his feelings but- he won't be stupid and allow this moment to pass him by as he rapidly nods his head.
you lean in and gently press your lips to his, a soft kiss that hardly lasted a couple seconds. his lips were soft against yours and a little wet from the pool water. a blush creeps up his face and his arms hesitantly wrap around your waist, watching to make sure you were okay with it.
when you pull back, yeonjun's eyes are still screwed shut as he cutely chases after you. he gets embarrassed when he opens them and realizes you pulled away. the air feels thick and heavy as you lock gazes, the energy charged around you.
before he could think too much about it, he surges forward and crashes into you. the kiss is heavier than the first, the smacking of lips against lips loud in the empty pool area. his hands dip under and he lifts you up by your ass, your legs wrapping around him instinctively.
now that you were higher than him, you grabbed the back of his head and slid your tongue into his mouth. he pliantly parts his lips with a tiny moan, you would have missed it if you weren't paying attention. he tastes a little like chlorine as saliva mixes with pool water, but you don't mind.
"should we take this to the room?" you suggest when you pull back for a breath. yeonjun whines in protest at not having his lips against yours anymore, but agrees to going back upstairs. you squeak when he lifts you into his arms and carries you out the pool, the the elevator, and into the hotel room.
he walks to the bed and gently lays you down onto it and climbs over you. he stares at you intently, his eyes were heavy as he blinked slowly like he was in a daze. he looked hungry, like he could eat you up at any moment.
his eyes flicker to your mouth briefly before he starts kissing you passionately, practically swallowing you up. his hands start to roam your body, his hand warm against your cool skin. he runs it down your curves and over your hips, then back up to cup a breast with a moan.
"yeonjun," you whisper against his lips. he snaps out of the haze he was in, sitting up and blushing furiously, turning his head to the side. "yeonjun?"
he sighs, sliding a hand over his face, "this isn't how i wanted this to go…" he mumbles to himself. you couldn't quite hear him though, reaching a hand out to cup his face gingerly. he nuzzles into the touch, turning back to look at you with his wide eyes.
"i-i want this, trust me i do but it's just-" he gnaws on his lip as he finds the right words to express how he feels, and you allow him that time. you gently caress his face as his brows furrow. "i wanted our first time doing something like this to be a little more…special, you know?"
you nod in understanding, "we don't have to anything, you know that right?" you reassure him and he grunts in frustration, making you confused.
"i know that, but i-" he closes his eyes and his face gets warmer as he drops his head. you follow, your eyes drifting to the space between you two where his boner was prominent in his swimming trunks. you mouth makes an 'o' shape when you realize his dilemma.
you bring your hand down to his shoulder and slowly drag it down his chest, making yeonjun shiver and his brows twitch with arousal. you rest your hand right over the waistband of his bottoms. curling your fingers into it teasingly. "if you don't want to go all the way just yet, at least let me take care of this hm?" you suggest.
yeonjun's eyes pop open and he stutters over his words, "i-i would like that…" he breaths. you climbs off of you and sits on his hind legs, shy all of a sudden as he waits for the next move.
you sit up, resting against the headboard of the bed and curl your finger to beckon him towards you, "turn around." you command him, he does and comes to sit between your legs resting against your front. he jumps when your hand comes around his waist and starts caressing all over him, his hips thrusting up as you carefully avoid his crotch.
your other hand slides up his sides, running over his muscles and up to his chest. yeonjun shivers when your finger skims over his nipple, his head falling back to rest on your shoulder. he jerks with a moan when your hand that roamed his waist suddenly lands on his dick.
"cute," you murmur as yeonjun moves against your hand, rolling his hips into your palm. he whines when you pull away, but it dies quickly when you pull his dick from his shorts. there was precum pooling at the tip and you swirl your finger around it.
"ngh-" yeonjun bites on his lip to stop the moan that bubbled in his throat, hiding his face in your neck as you start to stroke him. it felt good with the ease of precum being spread, his thighs trembling from the pleasure.
as you pump his cock, you pinch a nipple between your fingers and watch as yeonjun's back arch into it when you flick it with your thumb. he releases his lip from between his teeth and lets out a high-pitched moan into your ear, his eyelashes fluttering against your skin.
"hey," yeonjun breathes, leaning his head back enough to look up at you. his eyes were glassy and tears were bunching in the corners, his lips red and a little wet, his face flushed with pleasure. you hum in response, stimulating his tip as you do it and you watch his eyes briefly roll back.
he swallows before he speaks, "i like you." he voice is light and sincere as he says it, it shows in his eyes too.
"i know."
"no i, ah - i really like you. i have for a while now, i long long while." he whimpers as he speaks. you smile and nod at his words.
"i know, i like you too."
yeonjun moans at the words, he felt like he could cum when you said it. a dopey smile creeps onto his face and the tears that gathered to fall down his pretty face, happy tears of course, he couldn't be more happy than he was in this moment.
"kiss me?" he pleads, blinking up at you.
your hand comes up to hold his face, wiping away a tear or too before bringing him into a kiss. it's a gentle kiss, you slowly slide your tongue into his mouth and he whines.
"c-can you say that again," he says into the kiss. "that you…like me."
you turn his head to the side and kiss along his neck, moving up until you reach his ear with a little nibble. "i like you," you whisper into his ear at the same time your hand twists around his tip. he harshly gasps, his hand flies up to hold your hand that was on his dick tightly.
his body stills before he starts to tremble, a loud and wanton moan pours from his mouth as he cums. you repeat the words he wanted to hear as cum spurts from his cock, high enough to reach his chest and painting it. he holds onto you tight as he thrusts his hips up and rides through his orgasm, sniffling and moaning until no more cum leaks out.
his breathing stutters as he hiccups from his intense orgasm and his body shakes against you as he calms down. you press your thumb against the spot under his tip and make him keen, rubbing circles against it. "you did great." you praise him, using your free hand to run your fingers through his hair.
"mmph- thank you…" he moans, his voice trembles as you squeeze his cock. you let him go after that, peppering his face in little pecks and making him lazily smile. he slumps against you with a content sigh.
it doesn't last for long as he pops up suddenly, you raise your eyebrows at him as he fumbles around the bed presumably searching for something.
"what's wrong?" you ask him. he ignores you, lifting up the blanket and snatching up his phone that was under it. he taps the screen to check the time and his eyes widen as he leaps out of the bed. he shoves the phone in your face and the clock read 6:30 pm.
"we're gonna be late!" he exclaims.
"for?"
"dinner. the dinner reservation i had planned, we're gonna be late." he explains, messing up his hair as he rakes through it in worry. you grab his hand and pull him back onto the bed, he lands next to you with a 'oof'.
"we can go to dinner tomorrow, don't worry." you place his head on your chest.
"but-" he wants to argue, but the warmth radiating from your body and the way your hand rubs his back in soothing circles, he can't fight the sleepiness that starts to take over him. he snuggles up into you despite his worries, his eyes starting to shut. before he fully falls, he comes up to kiss you with a smile.
