Genre: 18+ Minors Do Not Enter
Warnings: Daddy Kink, Orgasm Denial, Use of Sex Toys
It was a quiet night in the apartment, the kind of stillness that only comes when the world outside seems to have muted its usual cacophony of sounds. The tour posters on the walls were the only reminder of the life that had been temporarily set aside. You had just gotten home from a long day at work, your body craving the comfort and familiarity of the place you shared with Jinsik. The scent of his cologne still lingered faintly in the air, mingling with the faint smell of rain that had followed you in from outside. You dropped your bag by the door and kicked off your shoes, eager to shed the day's fatigue.
You got into the shower, it was a blissful escape, the hot water cascading over your skin like a lover's gentle touch. As you stepped out, wrapping the plush towel around your body, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of longing. The embrace of the towel was comforting, but it was nothing compared to the warmth of Jinsik's arms. You made your way over the bed, the plush carpet muffling your footsteps, and sat on the edge of the bed. The coolness of the freshly laundered sheets was a nice contrast to the heat that was slowly building within you.
With your phone in hand, you mindlessly scrolled through Twitter, a pastime that had become accustomed to. The screen lit up with videos and edits of Jinsik on stage, his movements so fluid and mesmerizing that you felt a tightening in your chest. One particular edit caught your eye, a close-up of him with his shirt lifted up, body sweaty, dancing with an intensity that seemed to leap off the screen. Your heart skipped a beat, and without conscious thought, your hand wandered down to the towel, teasing the bare skin of your thigh.
You thought back to your last night together before Jinsik left for tour. The way he had looked at you with desire, his voice a low murmur as he whispered sweet nothings that turned your knees to jelly. It was a night that you would never forget. You bit your lip as you thought of his touch, his scent, and the feeling of his body on yours.
With trembling hands, you reached for the opened the drawer on your nightstand and picked up a vibrator, a bright green that matched the shade of Jinsik's favorite color. The mere sight of it sent a shiver down your spine. You switched it on, the soft buzzing sound filling the silence of the room. Your breath hitched as you laid down gently pressing it against your clit, the vibrations sending waves through your body. You closed your eyes, imagining it was his hand, his fingers, making you feel so good bringing you closer to the your high.
As you started to feel a knot build up in your stomach, your phone rang ruining the moment. You jumped, the vibrator slipping from your grasp landing with a muffled thud on the bed. Picking up your phone you saw as the display lit up with Jinsik's name, making your heart race. It was as if he know what you were up to despite being worlds apart. "Hello?" you managed to croak out, your voice thick with desire. "Hi, princess," he greeted you, his voice a soothing l to your nerves. "Why do you sound so out of breath, baby?" His asked concern, but you couldn't help the smirk that played on your lips.
You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. "I was just... relaxing," you said coyly, hoping he couldn't hear the lie in your voice. But Jinsik was no fool. "Just relaxing?" he repeated, "You know I can tell when you're not being honest with me."
Your cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "I was... using the vibrator," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. The line went quiet for a minute, the only sound that could be heard was the city outside and your heart beating . Then, a low chuckle echoed from the phone, "Ah, I see," he said, his voice dropping to a seductive purr. "And were you thinking of me, baby?"
You nodded, though he couldn't see it. "Always," you murmured. "Good," he replied, the satisfaction in his voice being unmistakable. "I want you to keep going for me. I want to hear you cum." The command sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt yourself growing wetter, the anticipation building.
With trembling hands, you picked the vibrator up again, the coolness of the silicone against your flushed skin sending a jolt of excitement through you. You slid it back down between your legs and resumed the rhythm you'd been building before the call, the vibrations pulsing through you once more. You leaned back into the pillows, eyes closed tight, and whispered, "Okay."
On the other end of the line, you could hear the faint rustling of fabric as Jinsik shifted in his hotel bed. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Now, tell me exactly what you're doing to yourself." The sound of his zipper being pulled down was unmistakable, and you felt a thrill of excitement knowing he was just as turned on as you were. "I'm... I'm...," you stuttered, your breaths becoming faster and more shallow as the pleasure began to take over again. "Use your words, baby," he urged, his voice in a low growl that sent waves of heat coursing through you.
"I'm... sliding it up and down my slit," you managed, your voice barely above a whisper. "Mmhmm," he hummed in approval. "And how does it feel?" You could almost feel his breath against your neck as he spoke, and it was all you could do to keep from crying out. "It feels... it feels so good," you confessed, your voice strained. "I'm going to come soon."
But before you could succumb to the overwhelming need to climax, his voice stopped you in your tracks. "Hold it for me, baby. Wait until I tell you." He commanded. You whimpered, holding the vibrator just at the edge of your entrance, the need to push it in was almost unbearable. "I want you to hold it, just like that," he continued, his own breathing growing heavier. "Think about me, think about how much I miss you, how much I want to be there with you."
You nodded, even though he couldn't see you, gritting your teeth. You pictured him in his hotel room, his hand wrapped around his erection, stroking it slowly as he listened to your muffled moans.
"Jinsik, it's... it's too much," you pouted, the vibrator still right above your entrance. "You have to let me can." Your voice was needy, begging for release, and you could hear the smile in his voice as he responded. "Not yet, baby. You can do it for me. I know you can." His words were teasing you as you were forced to hold back from cumming undone.
The vibrator hovered over your swollen clit, the buzzing being a constant reminder of the pleasure that you were experiencing. You bit your lip, squeezing your eyes shut foucsing on the sound of his breathing and the soft moans he was making as he pleasured himself thinking about you.
"You're so good for me," Jinsik murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Daddy's proud of you for holding it in." His words going straight to your cunt as you arched your back tightening your fingers around the vibrator. "Please, Jinsik," you begged aching from how much you needed to cum. "Please daddy, I need to cum!"
He took a deep breath as he felt his own high approaching. "Okay, princess," he finally said, his voice a low rumble. "You can come now. But I want you to think of me, imagine it's my cock inside you, filling you up, making you feel so good." The thought of him and his thick length sliding into you pushed you over the edge. You gasped, your eyes flying open, and you slammed the vibrator against your clit. The orgasm washed over you like a flood, your body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. You cried out your voice hoarse from holding back, feeling your juices spilling out, soaking the bed beneath you.
You heard the sound of Jinsik's release soon after, his moans filling your ears with pleasure. "Such a good little princess," he murmured, his voice strained from his climax. "So wet for me, even when I'm not there."
As the you slowly came down from your orgasm you slumped back against the pillows, the vibrator slipping from your hand. You were drenched in sweat, and breathing heavy. For a moment, the only sounds were you and Jinsik trying to catch your breath . "Are you okay, baby?" he finally asked with a voice gentle.
You nodded, unable to form words just yet. "Yeah," you managed to murmur. "I'm okay."
"I love you," Jinsik whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness made your heart ache for him more. "I miss you so much, baby."
"I love you too," you replied smiling at your phone wishing you could be in his arms right now.
"I wish I could hold you right now," he sighed, the longing in his voice mirroring your own. It was as if he read your mind.
You smiled whispering, "Me too,"your voice still shaky from the intensity of what just happened. You reached for your towel, pulling it up to wipe the sweat from your brow, feeling the coolness of the fabric against your skin. "I miss you so much, Jinsik."
"I know, baby," he said, in a soothing tone. "But I’ll be back before you know it."
“Now, why don't you put that pretty little toy away and get some rest? You must be exhausted after a long day of work and all that... activity." He said while letting out a small laugh, that made you feel cherished and naughty all at once.
You nodded, a tired smile playing on your lips as you reached for the vibrator, switching it off, before putting it back in its drawer. "Okay, I will," you murmured, the exhaustion finally catching up to you.
"Goodnight, baby," Jinsik said, his voice tender. "I love you so much."
