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J.WY - THE BEDROOM🔞

Jung Woo Young

The bedroom

«Some things are meant to be said»

The past couple of weeks have been physically and mentally exhausting for you. Working on the deadline rewarded you with tremendous credits and restless nights.

Your boyfriend, Woo was an attention deprived child during the season.

The sight of you working endlessly for someone else bored him to death. Yet he knew how to sneak in between your legs and force you to take a break, making you end in a moaning mess.

Some nights, especially during the weekends, you were rewarded with countless rounds of Woo young ramming into you, from different positions.

On a special night where the act itself seemed boring; roleplay was the only way. On one occasion, you borrowed your friend's lab coat to make the costume look realistic. The coat's fate was written the moment you borrowed it, for Woo young's cum to spilled on it.

Another night, Woo young dragged you around the apartment with a leash. The leather strap tied around your neck was a bit tight. It became tighter when woo would yank it, the feeling of your breathing being controlled, aroused you.

The warm breath being blown on the nip of your ear broke the trail of thoughts. Your body shivers at the moment Woo whispers, "Done fantasizing about me?" His sweet voice goes an octave lower while whispering. 

The chair spun around as you meet Woo young's fiery, lust-filled eyes glaring in your innocent, sparkly ones.

Gulping down the saliva, the words flew out your mouth, the speech shuttering. "where are your clothes?", you managed to choke out as Woo young stands on the hardwood floor, water dripping down his forehead and the droplets flowing to his torso. The sight was mesmerising.

The boy who just walked out of the shower places his index finger under your chin, pushing it upwards and stating, "I had to take care of my mess, which you rejected to; earlier." "Is it my fault?" an eerie silence follows allowing the tiniest sounds in the room to be audible. "I'm sorry, master" you apologize on autopilot in a flat tone. As if you were objected to asking forgiveness.

"This night, my darling, is going to be a wonderful one." Woo young announces turning around, slipping off the towel covering his bare torso. You crawl towards the bed before stripping down and sitting down in the centre, waiting for him.

His hands grazing your bare torso, travelling upwards and encircling your breasts later sucking on them. Little groans and whimpers left your lips as he teased your clit.

Your mind was hazy, only determined to follow the instructions of your master as if a spell had been cast upon it.

Getting up on your knees before shoving Woo's dick into your throat, Every inch of his skin, body, eye, nose, lips.... everything about him seemed perfect. Woo young was someone you treasured. Someone you were afraid to lose.

Moving your head up and down his dick, you let your mind lose itself in the moment. Pleasing woo while swirling your tongue around him and trying your best to not upset him, was a hard task. His little grunts and growls while he pushed his member deep down your throat almost made you unconscious.

"faster, y/n! don't be a brat and resist me." Woo young yelled ramping into your mouth, not feeling a bit of guilt. You try to stay intact but your body didn't agree with it. Flopping down on the bed not having enough energy to support the aching jaw and swollen lips as tears brim down your face, you gave up.

A concerned Woo young gently cups your cheeks. "was I too harsh? Did I hurt you, my love?" he was utterly devasted and felt guilty for being too harsh. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to force you. I should have talked about it with you." He constantly blabbers hundreds of apologies, In hope of being forgiven.

"Let me help you." Placing his arms under you, Woo gently lifts your body up and heads to the bathroom before seating you in the bath. The tub fills up with lukewarm water, relaxing your muscles as it touches your skin. There was a sense of pity upon woo being felt as he held your hand, sitting at the edge of the tub as endless trails of tears keep brimming down his eyes.