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Cash never smelled so good.
What you laid your eyes on, after fishing Cheol's wallet out of his suit jacket, came as a surprise even to such seasoned scam veteran like you. 50k bills neatly rolled into a bundle, secured with elastic band, reminded you of old mafia movies. You were not sure why this man had, literally millions of Won on him but you were not one to complain. Chaebols were indeed built different. You could only be grateful to this real life Motherlode opportunity. In the same time it was more convenient to take his nice, clean, sparkly cash than cards. Purring knowingly at the sight of his black credit card but keeping it in its place.
Loot +1!
Smirking as you look back at the mess of a man, showing the treasure into your tiny purse. It barely fits. Absolute unit of a man who would usually strike fear to his enemies was laying peacefully in bed. So big but so spent. Dishevelled hair, blanket revealing most except his lower body. His dried up release from yesterday marking perfectly toned muscles. Strands of hair sticking to his forehead.
"You won't mind if I take this, will you?" asking with utmost politeness as you gently take his golden cross necklace off of him and dangle it around your neck.
"All that just for me? Oh, you shouldn't have~" pressing soft peck on his cute nose. The handsome man smiles from his dream and hums in agreement.
Loot +2!
"This will go together nicely." you chuckle, unclasping another treat. Obviously expensive bracelet on his wrist.
You didn't know much about modern jewellery, mostly being antiques and vintage aficionado, but you did know your gold and by the look and weight of this piece, it will earn you nice sum at your favourite pawn shop.
Loot +3!
The night was nearing it's end, muted red light slowly painting the sky, you were pleased by the outcome. Seungcheol was quite a treat, his fucked out puppy eyes filled with tears will most likely occupy your mind for the upcoming week. Unfortunately this would be the first and only time you see each other. Made it a rule for yourself to never go for the same man twice. It was just easier that way. And safer.
You smirk as you write a little goodbye note, leaving it next to his, deeply, breathing body.
"Hmm, something is missing.." you look around the messy hotel room to see bunch of fresh towels piled up on a cabinet.
"Perfect" you smirk as you arrange them into a heart around the note.
It will be better to get going and deposit your newfound fortune into your checking account. Before the princess wakes up.
Well, but this much cash.. will have to be split into smaller bits. After the banks passed new rule about the amount of money you can deposit without having to name source of income.. your head has been aching more than usual. Why make life harder than it already is?
"Sleep tight, pretty boy. Dream of me." You sigh as you fix Cheol's hair behind his ear and close the door behind you.
"Hmm, is it morning already? You really did a number on me, princess." eyes still closed shut, he rolls over to the other side of bed, in search of your warmth, only to be met with a bunch of cold pillows, put together like a barricade. Plus something resembling a towel arrangement?
"..the hell?" he takes one pillow after another, throwing them to far away corner of the room, digging thru your towel heart he is smoothing down the sheets with palm of his hand, when something rustles.
"You need to stop spoiling me so much, pretty boy." he read out loud, your note was accompanied by tiny little heart.
"So you seduce me, have your way with me and disappear next day? Not even kiss goodbye? Not even a breakfast? After all you did to me? Use me like if I am some kind of common SLUT?!" voice thunders between four white walls.
Furrowing eyebrows meet in the middle of forehead. Shaky fist crumples the poor piece of paper, letting it fly straight to the bin.
"Me, Choi Seungcheol, man worth billions, the face of Forbes 30 under 30(!!), won't be treated like that! No, no. Don't think so, Darling!" swearing with that same clenched fist asking any god who was watching for help.
Fully awake in matter of seconds, Seungcheol springs out of bed ready to get justice only for his legs to wobble, adventures of yesterday taking their toll, tumbling down to his knees. For the second time in span of 12 hours.
Pride -10! Ego -20!
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We already established the fact that Seungcheol was an adventurous guy.
Emphasis on was.
However, he felt rather meek in dark depths of night, spread out in all his glory on hotel bed with your malleable tongue working him open.
"H-hey! Where do you think you are going???" he almost cried out
"Exactly where you need me to be" you rub your thumb over his pulsing, pretty, pink hole.
"Fuckfuckfuck. I don't think that's righ-" he has no time to finish as you forcefully pull him up by the hips, flush against your mouth.
"Oh? But I think this is so right, pretty boy. Be good for me?" Hot, slippery tongue lapping circles in his prohibited zone. You can feel him vibrating under your touch. You can hear his breathing getting louder. You can see his legs slowly opening on their own.
"Let me hear you, big boy" as you slam his hips on your waiting tongue. And then again. "Beg for me."
"p-please" Seungcheol couldn't think, Seungcheol couldn't breathe. Only thing he could do was to speed up his thrusts and meet your insatiable mouth halfway. It was a reflex really. It was a reflex for him to chase after the source of his pleasure as it was a reflex for you to whine into him. Body's natural reaction was making you drip on the crips white bedsheet under you.
"P-please d-don't stop" mouth agape as you slid one finger into his slacken hole. Other hand gripping his thigh harder. Nails digging into flesh.
"fuckfuckfuck, I will be good, I will be so soo good for you.. j-just don't stop." Oh no. You did not plan on stopping anytime soon. Hearing his pathetic pleas had your pussy squeezing around nothing.
"Turn around for me and I will give you whatever you need."
Seungcheol felt a bit dizzy from all the action but followed your instructions nevertheless. Falling apart in front of you.
"Such a good, good boy. Looking so handsome all open for me like this." eyes dark with lust, you bend over to meet his quivering lips, licking into his mouth.
"mmmf.. yes" shutting his eyes in bliss he gave you full access as you added a second finger. Curling them up, diving deeper inside of him. Searching for that special spot... Finding it and immediately hitting it vigorously.
"mmmf, I.. your good boy..yes" big hands shot straight to your hips, getting a handful in attempt to ground himself. Those rough hands were squeezing your flesh, thumbs were massaging circles into your skin as you danced with his tongue. Gently sucking on his plump bottom lip. Each moaning to the other's mouth..
The two fingers inside of him were pistoning without mercy. With each slap on his balls you could feel him squeezing you harder, swallowing you deeper. It was so obvious he was close.
"Such a little slut, aren't you, Cheollie?" grazing his ear with edge of your mouth. "Letting a woman you just met fuck your pretty ass.. That's not what good boys do." halting your movements altogether.
There it was. That nickname again. Such a little thing made his erection throb against your stomach. "P-please, I will do whatever, fuck, need you so bad."
"That bad, huh?"
"So so bad, touch me pleasepleaseplease, don't stop..I will do whatever you want!"
"Whatever I want?" you finally fit third finger into his completely messed up, stretched out hole.
"god yes"
"What is you credit card PIN?" sliding fingers almost all the way out jut to ram them right back in. Taking his breath away.
"8895" rumbles on without hesitation. Few sharp inhales, wiggling himself even deeper on your digits.
"Well done," you purr "now cum for me, pretty boy." Not much else had to be said or done. Seungcheol pulled you down by the back of your neck, locking your mouth in desperate kiss.
"thankyouthankyouthank you." Holding you right there, flush on his chest, while thumb of his other hand rubbed tight circles on your dripping heat - eager to please. Bucking his hips ungently into the palm of your hand.
He was such a good boy for you. So polite. Took all what you gave him. His shiny boba eyes, the moaning into your mouth, how he held you in place while eating your mouth alive, his thumb touching you exactly where you needed him, your fingers way too deep inside working on his high... It was all too much for little Lando Norris..
Just as he came undone, painting his bare torso white, you reached climax sobbing into his lips.
Nirvana +1!
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Sitting on his knees in silent lonely hotel room Seungcheol noticed quite an empty space around his wrist and neck. Black leather wallet laid open on coffee table, visibly thinner than yesterday. Only his credit card was left. Ramming thru the rest of his belongings, he picked up the phone and dialled a number.
"It's me. Need you to find somebody." he bend down, fishing your little hand written note from the trash.
"You forgot to take my card, Darling" smirk on lips, he smooths out the paper and raises it to his eye level. Pressing small kiss on that tiny heart.
