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I Like the Feel...

Yoon Seeun (STAYC) x Male Reader

Tags: smut, fluff, oral, intercrural, safe sex

Word count: 5.7k

a/n: another one-shot I wrote "on a whim," instead of focusing on my other wips lol. but I kinda like how it turned out, so no regrets there.

The sun sheds its light on Seeun like prickly peppers of kisses over her skin, yet its rays are parried by the invisible barriers of her expensive sunscreen. Staring from the shores of Gangneung, the surface of the ocean seems endless from her field of view. In the last seven minutes, her ears relish in the harmony of the waves crashing, and the flapping sounds of birds soaring above her. Sitting down by herself, she lets the grains of sand slip through her fingers as they rest on the ground. The current brings waves of wind to her face, through her still drying hair.

After a moment, she catches a familiar voice from behind. One that doesn't alert her while she listens to the sea.

“Looks amazing, isn’t it?” She turns around to find her good colleague, Nam Insik, walking on her left on his blue slides, much like her a while ago.

“Oh… Insik-ah… Hey,” she waves her hand lightly, welcoming him with a closed smile.

“I hope you don’t mind if I just—”

“Of course not,” she welcomes his presence, opening her hands wide on the wide space on her left. It’s not the first time she’s felt this way, but it’s one of the only times they’re on their own. A few moments where it’s just the two of them. “And yeah… It really does look beautiful. We rarely get this kind of view back home.”

“What brings you out here? The fun’s gone back inside,” he wonders, pointing his thumb in the opposite direction, specifically to the clubhouse. “That is… You’re feeling uncomfortable hanging out with the rest of the gang…”

“It’s not that,” she chuckles. “I've already been working at the company for a year now, so dealing with everyone is the least of my worries.” She takes a sigh. “It’s just… I, uhh, wanted a little time for myself.” She steals a glimpse of Insik, simply staring at the same direction as she is with his arms calmly behind his back. His face looks natural, calming. “Savor the fresh and natural air of Yangyang-gun… I hope that’s not too weird for you.”

“No, no, no! Definitely not. I think it’s a nice thing to spend on,” he assures, wholly agreeing with her point. He looks down to his right and sits down on the sand next to Seeun, although he leaves a few inches of gap between them. “We’re on a work trip, so it’s great that everyone has their me times…” He rests on his knuckles intertwined. “But I do think this view will look much better once it sinks… In my opinion, of course.”

“Of course,” she nods, placing her palm on her cheek. “The outdoors will always feel a million times better when you're not constantly burned and blinded. The only reason I’m okay with being ‘sunkissed’ right now is because I’ve put on, well, sunscreen.”

“Exactly!” his tone raises in agreement, almost pointing his index finger in the air. “If we weren’t having a trip on a beach right now, I would’ve spent the afternoon in my room.”

“Me too—to be honest…” she admits with a chuckle. “Too bad it’s still a couple of hours 'till sunset.” A pout forms on her face, emphasizing her rounded cheeks. Insik had seen Seeun make that face several times at the office, whether she’s a bit stressed or most of the time, teased by a colleague. However, even such a common yet amusing expression from this woman has never failed to make him feel that melting sensation.

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna wait that long for a little sunset,” he assumes.

“It’s not just a sunset. It’s a beach sunset,” she argues back, deepening her tenor. It's not the first time she has argued with him, definitely not in any serious manner whatsoever. They've had their fair share of qualms and disagreements, yet this back-and-forth thing they're having is what kept them from having a boring and dishonest conversation. She is a writer, after all. She can turn this moment around—or end it, if she really wants to.

“Fair point…” He realizes her argument seconds ago, slightly raising his palms for a second.

Seeun chortles at his resignation. “But, nah… I think I’ll just head back inside in a bit.”

“Oh… That’s nice.” His heart feels another tug. Disappointment, for some weird reason.

“You got anything else to do?” she asks him out of the blue.

His head tilts, but she immediately realizes the inadequate composition of her question.

“That’s not what I mean! You just… you seem to get along with everyone, you know.”

“So do you… if I recall correctly, you might’ve been the shyest recruit when you applied.”

“You looked like you were gonna pee yourself whenever you’re with the team leaders,” she shoots back.

“Yah, yah…” he laughs along with her. “I wasn’t even a regular employee back then. I was practically in survival mode!”

“We all were… At least, we made it. Most of us, to say the least.”

“It’s a relief we don’t have to think and worry about those things anymore.”

“True… Though some of the guys did hit on me. Nowadays, not so much, thankfully.”

“That’s, yeah…” He scratches the back of his head, but it doesn’t scratch away his guilt in the past. “I can't excuse how they acted…”

“Don't sweat it,” she lightly pats his shoulder. “You weren’t too bad, Insik-ssi… That was all in the past. Besides, I’ve toughened myself.”

Another reason why he likes having her around. “Well… Now I’m wondering… What was your first impression of me?”

“You were better than most of ‘em,” she assures him. “No offense to some of your buds.”

“In what way?” She’s catching his interest more and more.

Avoiding his gaze, Seeun tilts her head to her right, rubbing her nape with her palm. “I guess…” Her speech slows down, but she knows what words to say. “I just feel a lot more comfortable around you… Than with them… Call me old-fashioned, but let’s just say that you have more common courtesy.”

Insik straightens his posture, bending his knees as he arms his arms around them. “Oh…”

“I, uhh…” She begins twirling her hair slowly. “Hope it's not too weird, hearing that.”

“Not at all… I’d like to take that compliment. Just between us, at least,” he whispers with a smirk. “Besides, I don't feel that different. With you, I mean.”

“I doubt that,” she laughs it off, shaking her head. “We’ve worked together for a long time, but I bet you didn't even think the same way about me then, but I’d get that.”

“Come on, Seeun-ah… You’re amazing in everything you've done. Whether in teams, or when you're pitching your own proposals. You do realize that the MetaMorphic Project wouldn't have been possible without you, right?”

She focuses her gaze at him. “You… Really think that?”

In his mind, he described Yoon Seeun in a lot of words. Beautiful. Cheerful. Creative. Elegant. Fun. Pure. Princess. And simply cannot stop thinking of more if he has to. He has plenty of memories and moments to recall with how he sees Seeun as a person. “I mean… You’ve always done beautiful things, Seeun. On top of that, you made everyone feel more comfortable at the office… Even if you didn’t have to, you brought them food and drinks, even gifts after holidays… I think you’re someone they should look up to.”

Seeun has known Insik for a while, but she never expected such words to leave his mouth. The man she’s been eyeing at times, the man that gave her butterflies, now giving her an abundance of praise she doesn’t even know if she deserves them.

Deafened by the roaring thumps of her heartbeat, Seeun leans closer to his lips without the guidance and hindrance of reason in favor of her urges. As they touched, her closes her eyes. Insik finds himself stunned, but his true feelings aren't opposed to this. His eyes remain open, but they would have closed as well until Seeun backs out of guilt.

“Mianhae…” There's no sense of panic in her system, something that even surprises her within her thoughts, being bold enough to look more confident in front of him. Insik’s reaction, on the other hand, is a little different as it is similar. Still left speechless by her advances, his mind and body tells him only one response. Before the man can hear more of her ramble of an apology, he places his fingers on Seeun’s chin and leans into her lips, following the adrenaline pumping in his veins.

And there they lie on the sand. Making out, their senses willingly ignorant of anyone or anything else that might stumble upon the pair from a distance. Eyes shut tight. Scents amplified. Their lips and tongues work in chaotic tandem while their senses familiarize with each other as their bodies roll, struggling for dominance to be on top of each other right until Seeun proves victorious. Insik pulls in down, deepening their kiss. They part, finding each other’s smiles once their eyes open.

“Did I ruin your me time?” he wheezes, looking up at her with fascination.

“Not at all, Insik-ah…” She holds onto his chest, maintaining both hands on the sand, as she looks down at him, eyes of unrestrained hunger. “As long as I didn’t ruin yours—”

He leans into her lips once more, answering her through this continued heated session, exploring each other's bodies through their thin clothes, until their breaths tell them to slow down. And yet, their hormones continue to spiral the longer their bodies’ touch.

“So, my room…” he puffs his warm breath with hers. “Or yours?”

“Well, umm… I’m expecting Yeeun to be there with some of the girls right now, so…”

Like most rooms at the resort, Insik shares his with a close colleague. Forty-five square meters, the area consists of two bedrooms, one bathroom, a small table, and a balcony with a stunning view of the beach. As soon as he finds every corner of the room empty, he locks it shut and walks his partner straight to the bed. No one likes to keep a lady waiting, he tells himself.

Remembering that his bud is trying to “connect” with some of the newest recruits at the resort restaurant, he already reckoned he could make use of his time by himself. Took a long nap before dinner. Maybe read the book he’s brought but rarely touched in the past fourteen hours. Funny how things have gone, but at least it’s a new experience for them.

Whatever these two are, whatever they call themselves after this, the uncertainty of their future matters least, that is compared to what they are feeling for each other at this very moment. The burning desire. The throbbing impatience to rip off their own and or each other's clothes until there's nothing left but their purest, naked bodies. In the past year, they've seen each other in various outfits. Formal. Casual. Now it’s different. Still drying from saltwater, only in revealing looks they never get to wear at the workplace. Layer by layer, the pair help take each other's clothes off. With only his tropical short sleeve polo and shorts, Insik takes them off with ease, while Seeun strips off her red top and denim shorts, revealing the two-piece she's been wearing during their swimming break earlier.

Seeing Insik strip down into his underwear, Seeun slowly pins him on the wall, leaving trails of sloppy kisses on his body. With her fingers on his bulge, she almost gets on her knees, but the man taps her wrist gently, much to her confusion. “You don't want to?”

The man hushes her through the calmness of his hoarse voice. “Next time, baby…” he hopes, even though in his rationale, there's no certainty of a "next time" between them. This moment may be all they have, but it's one they will savor with every second. In this room, there's no one or nothing else stopping them, but time, and hopefully not one of their nosy colleagues outside. “I believe it should be your turn to be serviced.”

With a light giggle, Seeun lets him do his thing instead. She’s always trusted him and his calls and opinions back at work, and there is no reason for her to doubt him now, even if this moment is a private, much more personal, and intimate situation. “Sure, Insik-ssi… Show me what you got.”

“Call me oppa…” he suggests out of a whim, though a tinge of doubt springs up in him. “I mean, if that’s fin—”

She shushes his lips back with her index finger. “Take me, oppa. Take me good, please.”

He’s only a year older than her, but they’ve always treated each other as equals at work. “It’ll be my pleasure, Seeun-ah.” Now, he has the chance to show Seeun a different side. One where he's willing to please her, and make her feel comfortable in ways he couldn't before. He lays her on the bed, wrapping his hands around her waist on their short trip.

Only thin veils were holding them back since they harbored a certain interest towards one another. Slowly placing her head down on the middle of the queen-sized bed, Seeun follows his lead with a sense of submission, offering herself to his services. There's no form of power play here nor is she inexperienced in these private matters, just a drive of curiosity making her lie and wait for his lead. Her instincts make her stare at him. She's tempted to do something she has rarely done whenever she's with him. That is, to remain submissive, looking forward to what he has to show her. Yet, at the same time, it doesn't matter if Seeun's own expectations end up disappointing her. Being in Insik's embrace and feeling his touch has already awakened her nascent desires into a reality.

Starting with the woman's feet, Insik kisses them until he reaches her thick inner thighs and groins, both of which he savors with his tongue, taking his time to lick each crevice within a minute. “Do you… like them?” Seeun groans through his tantalizing foreplay.

“Yeaaah…” His voice could barely conceal his vim. “They're perfect, Seeun-ah.”

“Thank you, oppa…” Throughout her dating late, it’s not the first time she's received a compliment for her thick thighs, but it's his enthusiasm of gently and vigorously teasing her that makes Seeun fall more and more for Insik. “Bon appetit.”

A grin forms on his face, followed by a titter. If he falls into temptation, he would have bitten it out of curiosity, but this ain't the time to fulfill his weirder fantasties. Now, he leans and stares down her panties. With the help of her twitchy legs, he helps slide her undergarments off with ease, revealing her vulva. Insik lubricates his lips, up and down in a circular motion, pursing his whole mouth within a split second before heading down on this erotic, golden, clean-shaven treasure in front of him.

Digging in, a few hints of saltwater are what he expects, considering their earlier events, but the deeper and longer he licks across her cunt, the more he finds undeniable and irresistible sweetness, from her opening, urethra, to her clitoris. While she’s squealing ahead of him, Insik releases his tongue, finally making its entry through her, only raising her volume. Thank God the walls are thick enough, he ponders (or at least, hopes), right before closing his eyes to simply feel her deeper nethers, like a creature nibbling, licking through a lush cavern, or a rich beehive—with his meticulous mouth eating out her hole and dampened fingers tickling her outer folds and clit on alternate almost every couple of seconds.

“Ohhh–” Seeun gasps. “Oppp--aaaahhhh!” The sensation of swirling down her genitals makes her squeal and quiver out of receiving successive waves of stimulation, enough to wrap her thighs around her partner's head. “Mian--haaee!” she screams, yet Insik shows his right hand with his thumb raised, much to her perplexion, making himself seem that he's unfazed by the small pressure of her thighs slowly compressing between him. Little does she know, the scent and feeling of her own thighs triggered something within Insik, most notably how it’s getting his member to harden while he’s the one eating her out.

Still, Seeun does her best to part her legs, driven by guilt despite her ongoing pleasure; instead she transfers her endurance to her upper limbs, nailing her fingers on the mattress rather than Insik's tempting head. She continues to howl and moan for several more minutes, hanging on through the turbulent twists and turns of Insik's tongue inside her pussy, like a river rapids ride. At the same time, it's also the duel of endurance as one of them is bound to reach their breaking point. From her dwindling pitch, he now senses that the finish line's just around the corner.

“Fuuuck!” she hollers, arching her head upwards, no longer able to hold her muffles with her hand. “I'm--I'm gonna c–”

Heeding her crazed warning, Insik parts his mouth from her cunt two inches away. Her clear nectar gushes out of her folds, some making it to his chin and cheeks, more on his right hand. The first climax from Seeun is achieved this afternoon. Although he backed away from her out of instinct, he licks her juices clean, prompting her to stare at him in amazement while he savors her sweet and fresh nectar.

“Insik-oooppa…” As her breathing subsides, she feels obligated to return the favor, if she wants their blazing moment to burn much, much longer than they expected and hoped. “You don't have to…”

“Well, it tastes great. I couldn't help it,” he jokes. Laughing at his excuse, Seeun catches her breath for another minute, resting in the lap of Insik. Snuggling around his arms, he continues his soothing gestures by leaving trails of kisses on her neck and collarbone, still tasting the saltiness of the sand. Only this time, he finds the taste more palatable.

She giggles, feeling the tickle of his smooches, that is until she gently stops him, placing her hands on his arms. Recalling his praise towards her earlier, an idea lights up in her mind. “Jamkkanman... Let me help you with something first.”

She leans in and rewards him with a sweet kiss before he can answer. “Hmm..?” Insik’s mind went blank, but his hormones remain up and running, even though she has yet to touch him like he has. “Help with what, baby?”

“Smoothen you up…” she giggles, tracing her fingers up his member, making it stand up like the strands of hair across his body, the same time shivers crawl up his spine. “Right before you put it in.”

“Oh, okay. Of course, Seeun-ah,” Insik complies, though he has little clue on what to expect. From her lying position, she returns him a peck on his cheeks, just before she rises from his lap. The immediate guess on his mind is a blowjob, but she stands up in front of him, instead of kneeling like earlier. Maybe he should've let her sucked him off when she made the move, but there's no point in complaining now. He has more to look forward to.

Contrary to his dirty thoughts and experience, she doesn't use her mouth, yet's one welcoming and more exciting move, He follows her, no questions asked. Helping him stand up in front of her, she turns around and closes her thighs between his erect shaft, tightening her hold of him from behind. The man twitches at this sensation, comparing it with how he usually imagines sliding inside a cunt, at least based on his experience…. Based on his quick observation, the length of his shaft fits with the girth of her thighs.

“Say something if it's too tight, arasseo?” she reminds him with a soft smile, combined with a gaze and voice radiating with care and adoration. Like she's looking after him too with a motherly gesture.

“Uhh... Okay. Just go ahead, Seeun-ah,” he nods and chuckles, filled with astonishment and lingering nervousness towards her tender initiative. It's not what she expects to say during a play like this, yet he wants to feel more of it. “But, I kinda want to look at you.” But not without a slight grumble, making him a little hesitant by her position. From Insik's view, her curvaceous body appears just as stunning as she's facing him. He simply prefers the latter, that's all.

“Awww… So cute,” Seeun giggles again, touched by the more romantic side of this man, beyond the borders of platonic affections. Too bad the mirror's far inside the bathroom, so she will have to reassure him of her intentions first. “Don’t worry. You'll get the chance later, Insik-oppa... This won't be long.”

Maintaining her grip on the wall and the cabinet next to her, Seeun revels in the gradual movement of Insik's thick shaft accelerating in and out of her thighs, as seconds pass by. He likes, nay he loves the constant tightness of her thighs. The balance of feeling loose and having him gripped between her legs repeats. But he cannot let this one slide, not without him also reciprocating any form of pleasure. So he sets the end of the woman's hair to the left side and digs his mouth on Seeun’s shoulder, peppering kisses right until he reaches her nape. “Auuughhh…” she mewls, while his member continues to thrust between her legs.

Two minutes in, an idea appears in front of Insik amidst his consistent movement. His right hand slides down through her curves, from her shoulder, down to her breasts, her hips, reaching her cunt from behind with his index and middle fingers. “Oooooooooh!”

Her breath hitches, although she doesn’t stop him from making circular motions in her clit, before proceeding downwards to insert through her slit. “Auggghhh! Muuhmore…”

Insik spurts his cum directly at the white wall. Seeun follows a second after, squirting and dripping on his fingers for the second time, while the rest pour down her thighs. “This was meant just... for yooou... You...didn't have to do that,” she tells him with a heavier breath.

“I can't just let you do all the work,” he shoots back, caressing her breasts like firm dough, his boldness making Seeun bite her lower lip.

“Well... It was surprising, but you were great… Gomawo…” She leans her head on his shoulder, raising her hand to rub his right cheek. “Heh... I'm not sure if anything else will top that, don't ya think?”

Somewhat motivated by her delivery, he excuses Seeun and rushes right to the box of condoms on the nightstand. Weirdly enough, he has his roommate to thank for having them delivered days earlier at least just this time, in one of the many scenarios where it just happened to be truly appropriate.

After a few more nudges around his member, an erect Insik turns around to see Seeun, holding her bra with one hand, showing a grin and glare that’ll give him a go signal. As the bra drops on the floor, Insik wastes no time to waste her great effort, regaining his lead over the woman by taking her to bed on her back. Stroking her hair, driven by his hot desire and blooming affection, he asks her, “You ready?” as soft as he can mutter.

“Whenever you are,” she quips, masking the tinge of nervousness in her slower and more focused breathing. Nevertheless, her gaze towards him evokes excitement and trust. Her partner reciprocates it with a soft kiss to her lips.

With his own key and her hole aligned, Insik inserts himself. As he imagined earlier, her walls would tighten around him upon entry. “Oh... Fuck,” he murmurs. His imagination pales in comparison with the real thing. It's just as, if not much tighter than having him between her thighs. Now it's warmer, and not simply because of pressure. While always a familiar position, the sensation is a simply different experience than any other position he's been with the past. One thing was for sure, too, the missionary has never failed him. Nor does it with her.

“Nggghhhhuuhhhh…” Her reaction is split, her body shivering in pleasure with her grip around him, while her mind shifts in panic and confusion towards his burst of hostility, not realizing that he wasn't cursing out of spite towards anyone. “Gwen…chanayo?”

“I'm okay…” he takes another deep breath, before inching more of his manhood inside her crevice. “More than... Fuck, you're so tight, baby.”

She exhales with unbridled amusement, chuckling while she takes his girth and length in and through her tunnel, now that half of it made it through her entrance walls.

“Sooo...freeeakiing...biiiiiiig, oppaaa, nggghhh…” The woman does her best to lower her moans by muffling her mouth with her left palm, maintaining her grip until she feels his tip making a stop at a point inside her vagina.

Locking eyes with Seeun, Insik stares with awe at her beauty and even her innocence, strangely enough. He surmises it’s not her first time, but his own exhilaration remains elevated with how well he's exploring her body. Then, he takes one last deep breath and begins his thrusts. In and out, the one and only rhythm they know in this hot and tense situation, the woman grinds against his poundings. With their bodies clapping together in a carnal unison, their moans grow compared to a speaker's volume, reverberating through each other's mouth, blowing their hot breath with each groan and whimper. As their movement intensifies, Seeun wraps her arms around his shoulders to stabilize herself.

Their noises bounce through the wall and ceiling, becoming music that makes Insik encouraged enough to amplify his pace and strength through his hips and tightened core, keeping both of his arms gripped on the bed while he plows Seeun deeper. Several more minutes pass, the volume of the bed's squeaking matches their thunderous lustful symphony. Their cycles continue until their own sweat drips down their face and body, mixing with the traces of sand and dried sea salt scattered across their skin and remains of their perfumes.

Still keeping his thrusts consistent, Insik leans closer to the gasping Seeun, opening his moist lips as they land on her collarbone, moving down on her plump bouncing breasts.

“Ngggggaaauuuuggghhhh... Sooo... good…” He launches his tongue on her once again, spreading his saliva while he savors her nipples and tits like a salt lick. Seeking to share what he tastes, he leans back to her face, feeling her close breath and shrieks of ecstasy before crashing his lips onto hers.

Within seconds, their tongues tango, giving each other a moment to dominate the other. Their movement slows down, yet they feel hotter and hotter thanks to this sudden shift in pace. Seeun leans forward and puts her hands around his neck, deepening their kiss. She doesn't want this to end, and neither does he.

But at the moment their lips part with a string of their drool, Insik regains his focus with his hips, getting his speed back to their rhythm earlier. The slapping of their skins intensifies as Seeun's puffs of whimpers slowly regrow into harmonious whines that begin to sing a tremendously powerful tune that somehow hardens his member in the last minute. “You sound--like an--angel!” he gasps, aweing that her walls are tightening at the same time his girth is expanding inside her cunt. Seeun suddenly moans a burst of tickling laughter at his heavenly praise, which kept her grinding off-rhythm for a second.

As a few more minutes of smacking each other’s nethers pass, she gives a heads-up. “I'm close!” she hollers with desperation, despite wanting his manhood to remain inside her. Her eyes shut through the train of pleasure, though her nethers can feel that she’s about to reach her final station. Her fingernails slowly dig into his back, but Insik keeps on plowing her with the last of his vigor. At this point, their bodies no longer catch up with their desire, and now, they're gonna have to heed to their signals. Insik gives into his own limits with his lover. “Mee–ttoooo!”

He bursts inside the condom. Instead of savoring his time inside her walls, his brain manages to warn him to pull out of Seeun’s pussy just in time. “Oh... God,” he keeps panting, much like a dog who ran a hundred laps under the sunlight. “Shiiiiit… That was...close. So...good.”

With the remainder of his faltering strength, Insik lands his back right beside Seeun, her arms latching onto him. His cock just overfilled his condom, spilling the rest on the bed. His sticky seed coalesces with the woman's juices, forming a puddle between their small distance. “You’re amazing—really…” It's an understatement of what he wants to say, but his mind is almost blank, if it wasn't for his final urge to check on her.

They exchange a burst of laughter. “Thank you, but... So were you... You monster,” she teases, which he doesn't even deny. Only a chortle leaves his mouth, closing his eyes to fight off his fatigue that's slowly swarming his senses.

Squinting his eyes, Insik inches a little closer to Seeun, gently caressing her face. Her smile widens, mirroring his while they take a long breather. “Sorry if...I...pulled...out. Even though... I wore a condom.”

“Gwenchana, oppa…” she nuzzles her nose with his, still unbothered to exchange each other's scent. "Better... Safe... Than sorry." With enough energy left in her voice, Seeun switches her cadence to a slow and sultry one, tiptoeing her fingers on his waist without looking. “And if it, you know, makes you feel any better, I have pills back in my room…”

“That's good... Soo... Gooooo…” As Insik's vision darkens with his breath losing pace, he dozes off, unable to fight off the overwhelming exhaustion. Seeun hears snoring from his slightly gaping mouth, growing louder. Even though her tease went over his sleepy head, she can't even feel disappointed. After all, they just gave each other a phenomenal time.

He's too adorable, she chuckles with this observation, shortly before her eyelids weigh a little heavier. After a yawn, Seeun, too, succumbs to her own drowsiness and joins the slumber beside her lover. As their breaths calm amidst the silence of the room, the warmth they make through their bodies persist in the form of a loving embrace.

= = =

Insik opens his eyes. Most of his naked body is covered by the blanket, but the rest of his senses quickly recognize Seeun lying down, still next to him on the other side of the bed, scrolling her phone with a genuine smile. Despite his intention not to alert the woman, Insik’s nocturnal groan immediately catches her attention.

She puts down her phone, looking at him with a teasing smile. With his vision cleared and strength regaining, Insik finds her in a white bathrobe, her hair somehow wet and still drying since their last encounter. “Oh, hey! Welcome back to the land of the living.”

He snickers, before rubbing dust and grains of sand off his eyes. “Have I overslept?”

“No,” the woman assures him. “I just woke up a little earlier than you. No biggie.”

It's only been more than an hour and a half since they did it. “Oh… That's good to hear.” She woke up fifteen minutes ago. “I really think I might’ve exerted too much earlier.”

She lets out guffaw. “Well, it was quite the ‘me time’ we just had, Han Insik. It paid off.”

“You tell me, Yoon Seeun…” he retorts while picking up his boxer on the floor. “It was really breathtaking.” He even wishes it was longer.

“Couldn't agree more…” She turns her head to the side, almost with a smile, while he wears the undergarment. “I, uh, I had a great time, you know.”

Taking a glance of Seeun from the side, a thought, an itch, and a feeling encourages him to hold the woman’s hand, still remembering how smooth she feels. “So did I—”

“Do you…” she interrupts him, albeit with an undeniable tone of hesitation in her voice. “Like wanna meet up tonight? I was, uh, thinking after the team dinner, if you’re free…”

He’s not startled, but his eyes widened at her bold invitation. “Are you asking me out?” It’s sudden, but there’s no sense of disturbance or nuisance raving in his mind. Simply bewildered, his heart begins to race a little faster, but he maintains his suave façade in front of her.

“I don't know what it is…” she pouts, turning her gaze away from him once more. It’s a response she expected—yet hearing it from his mouth, in real time, makes things more embarrassing. “You’re not making any moves, so I might as well, you know?” But she’s already womanned up. “Unless you want this to be a one-time, then I must’ve misr—”

Before she could have grumbled on, Insik cups Seeun’s cheek and crashes his lips onto hers, shutting down her doubts. Their eyes closed in an instant, cherishing this moment with their heartbeats singing in sync. She thought, it could’ve gone better, but neither of them would want this blossoming moment to end any other way. They want things to move forward.

Their lips part and their foreheads rest against each other. “You had me at the first question, Seeun-ah…” he confesses. “I'd love to see you later.”

“Ooookie dokie,” she mumbles, looking down to try and hide her widening smile.

“Do you wanna head outside for a bit?” he suggests. “We still have time before dinner.”

“I would love to, oppa…” And there it is again. Not just her endearing cadence, but also her closed smile. Her puffy cheeks.

Unable to hold in his giggle of appreciation, Insik leans over to Seeun’s forehead, giving her another kiss for both of them to treasure with closed eyes and a shy smile from her. Standing up first, he helps his muse rise from the bed with his tender hands. From the balcony window, they see the lowermost gray sky darkening into orange. They would hear three knocks at the door a few minutes later, yet neither of them flinch, maintaining their intertwined hands at the sight of the sinking sun.

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Don't really have much to say at the moment, but I hope you enjoyed this one. I'll probably drop something from my series this week. as usual, thanks for the read, and till' next time!

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