ＹＥＲＩ | 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 | (Vincenzo K-Drama)

𝟑𝟕: 𝐎𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

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Rain touched the window of the dark bedroom. Welcoming the sound of thunder. A dim orange light was casted by the flickering lights of the city shining outside the large window in his room.

She wasn't paying attention to anything going on outside. Not the rain, not the sound of thunder, but him.

In fact, Yeri and Hanseok might as be the only people in the world at that moment. The only thing she was focused on was his skin on hers. With feelings erupting in the pit of her stomach as he touched her.

Yeri was still sitting on top of his lap, her legs folded over his torso. Hanseok's hand rested on her hips and his lips pressed against her neck. Painting her skin dark with the marks of his lust.

Her fingers ran down his chest gently, brushing over his stomach to feel him tense beneath her until the second she grip the hem of his boxers.

Hanseok paused for a moment, taking his lips away from her neck, whispering to her

"Eager aren't we ?" A chuckle follows the question

Yeri let out a soft smile at him while they exchanged stares. Hanseok's hand trailed slowly her back to fumble with the zipper of her red dress. His mouth tended back to the marks he was leaving across her neck.

His hand moved onto her shoulder, undressing her gently. His lips found way to hers, pulling her into a kiss. Hanseok sucked onto her lower lip as he bit on it, drawing a little blood which made her lips go numb.

She could barely breathe, barely even think while his mouth clashed with hers, and somewhere in the disarray of the kiss, he began grinding against her, groaning softly every once in a while onto her mouth, driving her crazy.

Yeri stroked her hands upwards to unbutton his shirt. His gaze stayed on her, exchanging unspoken words of what they wanted to do to each other.She threw his shirt onto the floor, roaming her hands over his bare back then settling her fingers in his hair, tugging slightly on his hair as his tongue entered her mouth.

With a single hand, he unclasped her bra. She was amazed of how his fingers worked on her.

Hanseok slowly laid onto the bed, not breaking the kiss. Only to hover over her, getting more aggressive.

His lips pulled away

"Do you even realise how those lips makes it harder for me to talk ?"

"All I do is stare at them while you talk, making me wanna shut you up with mine"

He moved his lips again as satisfaction filled his body.

His eyes were dark, filled with lust, his dark brown hair askew, the gel he had used on his hair was now completely gone. He had a messy hair from her hands raking through it and his neck was glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. His skin barely flushed pink.

His eyes scanned her face and came back to her lips, adoring the view. He leaned back, capturing her lips again, but as he leaned in, she began grinding harder, allowing him to let out a long groan.

Yeri forgot her own bareness and couldn't help but stare at him. His body, perfectly tone and lightly flushed. His body was even more perfect than she remembered. She had to tear her eyes away from his hard length, now standing erect against his lower abdomen.