He Started It by Hitting on Me

No Longer a..

Our gowns were taken off as soon as we got to Jonghyun's bedroom. He kept his promise and turned on the air conditioner on the other side of the room. Before we had gotten here, he told me no one was home for a reason he forgot. His sister was already in school, so there wasn't anything to worry about. I looked around the room and began to think how small it had become to me. There was no sound in the place except for the dull din of the AC. I pinched the polyester of my gown between two fingers, my eyes failing to gaze at one place. The sweat had gone away when I was in the car, but I could feel it returning due to another reason. I ran a cool hand through my locks, hoping it would lessen the anxious feeling.
Jonghyun turned around and walked towards me, keeping a careful eye in place. "You could back out now. You don't have to do this, really," he reminded me.
"No, it's fine." I replied. I could hear the shakiness in my voice.
Jonghyun exhaled slowly through his nose, his eyes staring at the floor. "Are you sure? I don't want you to regret it," he admitted. I reassured him with a nod of my head. For a moment he didn't move a muscle as he stood in place with a hesitant expression. He came forward soon enough, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Then scream my name to tell me when I've won."
My eyebrows rose in amusement. "You really think you can win?"
He smirked in my direction. "Of course." Closing the distance between us, his lips devoured mine. The instant I inhaled them, a vague strawberry taste was noticed. He pulled me closer in his strong hold, taking away any distance we had between us. Never during that time I was failed to the familiar sensation of jittery butterflies floating around in my abdomen.
My hands rested on his face to which deepened our lip-lock. Our heads moved from side to side to feel comfortable, though there was no comfort in the tight space we had contracted. Jonghyun's lips detached from mine soon, and traveled over to my neck, leaving a trail of kisses one by one. A silent shiver crawled up my spine from the lightweight brush of his feather lips. He nipped at the skin on several places, which caused another spine-crawling shiver. After a few bites, his teeth landed on a specific spot that urged me to move back. A short grunt emitted from me, and Jonghyun's attention was caught. The tip of his tongue slowly traced that particular place as his hands were placed on my hips.
Still clear of what I was supposed to accomplish, I didn't dare make a sound to make him smug. His tongue firmly pressed against the damned spot to get something, anything out of me. I shuddered for the third time. Jonghyun gave out a short, amused chuckle, placing a gentle kiss on it ultimately. He went back to my lips and began his work there again. His hands traveled down to the button of my jeans, ready to unfasten it. Yes, I wore jeans on my graduation day. Jonghyun had made a big deal out of me not wearing a dress during our ride over here, and I had just put my fingers in my ears to prevent myself from hearing his nonsense.
Before the button could have gone undone, I grabbed a hold of his wrists and immediately stopped him in his tracks. As soon as his lips broke off mine to call out my sudden action, I pushed him away from me, and that had him land on the bed. Jonghyun looked up, bewildered yet stunned with what I did. Ignoring his expression I straddled on top of him-I had no clue I had the ability to do that-and unbuttoned his dress shirt for him. A tank top was worn underneath, so that was taken off as well. As soon as that was taken off and my eyes rested on his body, I stopped everything I was doing to ogle at his developed muscles. Damn, and I was planning on making fun of him for having flab. It only lasted for a few seconds; I couldn't have Jonghyun become so smug. Averting my eyes away and avoiding the blood that slowly rushed to my face, I tilted his chin and brought his face towards me for another kiss.
I didn't know for how long I could go on. I could ride a bike for miles, hold my breath for over thirty seconds, but when it came to this, however, I was as inexperienced as everyone thought. The scientific concept of was already in my brain, but had never been part of the definition. I lightly his lower lip when I separated from the kiss, giving a small nip afterwards.
The clothes we were once wearing had been discarded on the floor. His warm scent engulfed me once our positions took a change in course. Jonghyun hovered over me with lust-filled orbs I recognized just as I caught sight of them. What was different this time was the fact I probably had the same look. His lips sloppily pushed against mine with an arousing zing. His tongue slithered my cavern without permission as it roamed its way around. Our tongues entangled in the heat with heavy pants beating against skin. Those butterflies took a tour near my nether regions, a feeling I haven't felt in my years as a teenager. I wouldn't have thought for such feelings to occur, or have known what this exhilarating sensation was. And honestly, it felt too ing good.
Jonghyun's bulge pressed firmly against my clothed private part, rubbing in an excruciatingly slow pace. I could tell he was teasing me; the smirk that formed on his face said it all. It seemed as if he forgot all about the hardness in that bulge. My hand slid down his chest to the upright . With what I learned from the talkers at school, I gripped his lower part and began to stroke it with delicate fingers. As soon as I started, Jonghyun shuddered with a moan being let out from his lips. He broke away from the kiss immediately after. "Don't do that," he spoke in a husky voice, panting hard.
"Why not?" I mumbled. My strokes slowed down slightly. I gave the tip of his a firm squeeze. Jonghyun cussed under his breath, his hands clenching into fists on the bedspread. He didn't do anything to me for a while as his thoughts clouded over his mind with the idea of what to do with me. In the meantime I fondled with his s. He suddenly grabbed my s with an abrupt force, sending my nerves to a short-liven shock. My instincts had me jump once, startled. I gave him a long, hard glare. "Don't ing do that," I growled.
"Why not?" he mimicked. He gave me a lopsided smirk, and before I could have done anything to slap that off, he kissed me again. Jonghyun's fingers quietly tiptoed over to my back as they fumbled around with the hooks of my bra, taking quite a few moments before he finally loosened them. The material slipped off me and it fell to the floor silently. His fingers played with my s, ever so slightly pinching the erected s he had caused. My toes curled to the massive amount of pleasure he was providing me with. What he was doing to my oris, God, accurate sentences would not be able to make up for it.
The rest of my undergarments were discarded along with Jonghyun's boxers. I looked away self-consciously when he had taken them off, not ready to see his or my lower regions in the open. All the movement had stopped for a moment, the silence encircling us awkwardly.
"We don't have to do this if you don't want to," Jonghyun finally spoke up, his tone hushed. He sounded sincere, though I knew he really did not want to stop from this point.
"I'm already ," was my intelligent response.
He shifted in his position. "Are you sure?" he queried. My only reply to this was a simple nod of my head. Jonghyun reached over to the drawer next to his bed, pulling it open and rummaging through for something. Out came a in his hand. He opened the package with his fingers, not rushing. He put it on himself as steadily as his hormones took him. I had been watching him for the time being, my heart hammering hard against my bare skin. It was then I realized I was completely, utterly in front of the guy I least expected to be.
After readying himself with his legs on both sides of me, taking a deep breath of cautiousness, he glanced down at me. "I'm telling you right now it will hurt, possibly."
I nodded, ignoring the urge to question him about the "possibly" in his statement. He gave his lips one good swipe of the tongue and attempted to gently, slowly enter me. A loud grunt emitted from me as I felt the expected pain. The pain burned with a passionate fire, enflaming my with no remorse. I felt Jonghyun move inside me, moving at a moderate pace to show some concern. Since he'd done it more than a few times, I knew he knew what he was doing. The searing sensation hit me twice as hard, causing me to scream. At first I wanted Jonghyun to get out of me to get rid of this excruciating discomfort. The words of the game flashed around in my head, but were soon swept away by my desperate thoughts of wanting no more of this unwelcomed feeling. How women live with this pain, I wouldn't even dare to think about.
My nails dug deeply into Jonghyun's shoulders, deep enough to form crescents. "It hurts...it really hurts..." I was able to make out.
"It'll go away soon, I promise. You'll feel better," Jonghyun's reassuring words whispered into my ear. I doubted his promise, but let him go on nonetheless.
For a while Jonghyun had let pain seek through my inner core. I wanted to squirm under him, curl into a ball, and avoid the throbbing blood in my body. I would have given up, if it weren't for the sudden electrifying shock I felt a few seconds later. That bolt from the blue was different from what I had experienced not so long ago. A boost of pleasure was added to the pain, as if to say apologize for earlier. A whisper of a moan escaped the slight opening of my lips. Jonghyun's sharp ears detected my unusual sound as he thrust into the same spot. A louder sound fell out of my mouth, that being his name, and my back arched as I moved in harmony with my partner. Jonghyun's well-known smirk came back onto his face, as both he and I finally understood who the winner had become in this game. He continued to propel against my G-spot with a triumphant aura around him.
My eyesight failed to stay intact as the images in my view started to appear blurry. His huge hands offered me warmth as they found mine to intertwine with. Satisfied mewls from me joined in the quietude. There was something that had made me want more, feel more-hell, I even brought him closer with a desperate need of more attention-and escape into a world of ecstasy.
I was being completely aroused by the sensation, thus making me feel more excited than I had in years. The cool air the AC provided me kept the perspiration from getting worse. My brain hadn't been functioning properly for a while as incoherent thoughts rambled over and over again.
Suddenly, Jonghyun let out a shudder of relief as his led to the release of inside me, or more specifically, the . He took his out of me soon after, making sure the went with it as well. Transparent liquid was seen inside the latex material from a quick glance of my eye. He rolled it up by the base and gently dropped it in the small trashcan by his bed. He rolled off me, taking the place next to my side. Not one word was spoken; our heavy breathing had to take time to slow down. Our panting decreased slowly as the absence of sound returned.
"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.
I simply nodded. "Are you okay?" I returned the question.
He nodded. "Was it...was it fine?" his timid voice spoke.
I gave out a snort of a laugh. "Yeah."
"Honestly?"
"Yes."
Jonghyun sighed in relief. Without another word, Jonghyun's gentle fingers interlaced with mine. We stared up at the blue ceiling, watching shadows in the sun dance back and forth. My legs felt sticky in between, and I had a pretty good idea of what kind of substance lingered around there.
Jonghyun pursed his lips. "...So about that idiot girl..."
"Don't ruin the moment."