Ace of Hearts

Better Days

Alone again. Their bodies still so close. Sehun tasted the warmth of her body through the barrier of his clothing. His insides pulsated. Not too calm. Expecting. Waiting. Anticipating.

As if sensing Namjoo's breathing escalated a bit. The tiny, short pants tingled his ears. Then her hands drew around his waist to continue staying pressed. Thump, thump, thump. His heart galloped at full speed.

His eyes half closed watching Namjoo stretch up to kiss him. Her mouth was soft and sugary. Pressing a hand against the side of her face full of need he grunted into her mouth.

Hotly digging his erection into her abdomen, he gasped withdrawing. Want flurried through his mind. Sehun yearned to be in her. Thrusting, pounding, and hearing her cry out with him.

Struggling not to take her there, he more than whispered, "Tell me if you want to stop now."

Her eyes searched whatever empty space existed between their crushed bodies. Sehun wanted this so bad. The relief. The movement of her beneath his hungry form. It all depended on her answer and he would respect that. She was giving so much already.

Covering his hand with the small of hers, she said, "Don't stop."

Succumbing to a smile like a fool, he cupped her face, inhaling her kiss.

She was ok with this.

She was all right with him.

Snatching her hand, he pulled her out of the kitchen, up the stairs at a run, and to the privacy of their room. They were not going to be interrupted. Sehun had waited so long for her acceptance. To feel her love.

To be in love.

The door slammed shut with a bang. Tearing off his shirt he reached for hers. Their hands grappled urgently. A few groans here and there as they undressed in the process. The very second she removed her bra he wanted her more. Wanton rippled through him like the fangs of a tiger.

Unbuttoning his pants with rushed hands he shakily pulled the zipper down. Freeing himself of all clothes he impatiently kissed her. Didn't give Namjoo any more time to fully pull her sweats off as he backed her onto the bed.

Knees went up around his taut body. Namjoo let out a high-pitched gasp when he entered her with one deep thrust. Satisfaction jolted through his body. Hissing a pleased sound as he felt her body tighten around him.

Breaking free of her dewy mouth he moaned her name, digging his hands through the loose of her hair. Her perky nipples scorched the low of his chest as she whimpered. His lower half trembled exhilarated. He shifted a tiny fraction, bending over her some more. Namjoo's oval mouth opened belching a pleasured cry.

He kissed the corner of her lips skimming his nose across her uninjured cheek.

"Sorry, I was too eager." He apologized.

Her pupils glowed as she shook her head, lips drawing a mesmerizing smile. Touching his hand, she kissed his fingers. Playfully biting the tips making them both laugh.

This was so real. They were making love.

Namjoo's unwavering feelings were meeting his steps.

Closing his eyes to savor the romance he kissed her more passionately. Hoping she could taste the love he possessed solely for her. That she knew he wanted no one else.

Pulling out he thrust back in. Rolling her hips to meet him Namjoo moaned into his mouth.

Too much.

It was too much.

The sensations arousing through his body built up a cry in him. His blood was sizzling. The room was a furnace. It was so good. Better than he had imagined. The pleasure he was deriving from her body was mind combusting. Merely touching her, feeling her soft, silky skin made him go crazy.