It's been way too long (Suho; smut)
We just landed, but we have to go back to the company to talk about something. I'm not sure when do we finish, don't wait for me. Love you!
You let out a sigh reading his text again and again. Exo has been on a world tour for the past 4 months and you've been missing your boyfriend like crazy. He was texting you when he had breaks and you talked at least every other day. You even met him once but that was more than two months ago.
You miss him being around, talking about his day and the members, you miss his smile, his laugh, his eyes that are always searching for yours when in a room together, but right now you really miss his wandering hands running up and down the smooth skin of your thighs. His fingers drawing shapes on your neck, leaving goose bumps behind. His soft lips on yours, making you forget about everything else. You miss him a lot.
Your nerves have been on edge since waking up knowing he's supposed to come home today. You tidied the apartment, made a light dinner and then took a long relaxing bath. You washed your hair with his favourite shampoo on you, shaved even, and got out a matching black lacy lingerie set. You waited long enough and you were going to get laid tonight, nothing could go wrong.
Maybe except for his little text about a meeting or something. No fair! They had him for four months it's your time now. And yet, here you are sitting on freshly washed sheets, in nothing but a thong and bra barely leaving anything to the imagination, excitement running through your veins and heating your skin.
You can't wait to have him push you back on the bed, hovering over you before leaning down to your ear and have him whisper what he will do to you next. You're shivering at the memory of his hot breath on your neck and the throbbing sensation between your legs tells you can't wait any more for him.
You close your eyes and lie back, your hair falling messily all around your face as your hands find their way to your body. One instantly moves over a breast grasping it, while the other one is brushing against the skin on your stomach.
Your mind is filled with images of your boyfriend because damn it you need him so much. You wanted to wait for him, but you just can't, your finger is already on your clit, massaging it under the fabric of the panties. You're moving it in small circles creating delicious fire in the pit of your stomach.
The other hand works on your breasts, alternating between them every once in a while and you let out a frustrated sigh because it's not enough. You're so used to Junmyeon's touch, and how he always knows what he's doing, your own just doesn't give the same satisfaction anymore.
"Jun... myeon!" You cry out in frustration and desperate tears are gathering in your eyes as you try to press down harder, but to no avail. Something just isn't alright.
When you hear steady steps outside the door and a thump - a bag thrown down - your heart starts beating at an incredible speed. You sit up and let out a joyful sigh at the sight of your boyfriend peeling off his sweater at the door.
"Oh, wow" he says when finally pulls it over his head "You just couldn't wait for me, huh?"
You look at yourself and see the bra straps hanging low on your arms and your panties pushed down, covering very little of your sex. A deep blush creeps up to your cheeks and you almost feel ashamed, but he moves to kneel in front of you on the bed and you just feel happiness when his hand reaches your face.
He smudges the tears from the corner of your eyes and pushes you back down on the bed. "Now tell me baby, why were you crying?" A kiss on your shoulder. "Did you miss me so much?" Another kiss, on your collarbone now. "Tell me, did you miss my touch so much you couldn't wait anymore?" A mischievous little bite on your neck that earns a gasp from you. "Was it good?" He sucks on the skin where he's bitten and you can hear the smirk in his voice.
"No!" You writhe under his body, more desperate than ever. "It's not like when you do it, I need you, baby"
"Let me help you then" He gives a hot kiss onto your lips while his hands push the bra further down and starts massaging. It takes him only seconds to have you moaning his name between kisses. The way he pinches your nipples makes you curl your toes and the moment he breaks away from your lips and moves down your body you stop breathing for a moment.
You grab onto the sheets in anticipation as he reaches his destination between your legs and slowly drags the last piece of clothing down, kissing every inch of skin until you're out of your panties.
He makes himself comfortable and looks into your eyes with a roguish smile. "Please..." You whine and roll your hips closer to his face. The smile never leaving his face, he leans down slowly and gently licks your lips. "Don't play around!" You're at the end of your sanity and you can't deal with being teased any more.
He chuckles at your eagerness but the next moment you feel incredible pleasure as his tongue laps at your clit. He's moving it up, down and all around in figure eights. All the while, his hands never leave your breasts, grabbing, pinching and massaging, filling your thoughts with nothing but himself and the pleasure he is giving you.
"Are you close?" He nibbles on your little bundle of nerves as you start rolling your hips frantically. You're on the edge, but you can't even think straight, let alone answer him.
When he sucks on it, the knot in your stomach gets tighter until it gets too much and you arch your back, rolling your hips unconsciously to ride out your long awaited orgasm. You feel his tongue leaving your heat after lapping at it some more and moves up to your face to kiss you deep. You are still lost in pleasure when he nibbles on your lower lip and brushes your hair out of your face covered in sheer sweat now.
"You okay there, honey?" He's laying small, wet kisses from your chin all the way up and around until he reaches your hairline.
You can't help the satisfied smile that creeps onto your face as you pull him down to give a deep welcome home kiss. Soon you're pulling him out of his clothes to reciprocate the favour. All night long.
