ꗃ ⋆ ࣪ . 𝙂𝘖𝙊𝘋 𝘽𝘖𝙔𝘚 𝘽𝘌𝙃𝘈𝙑𝘌┃𝙊𝘙𝙑 𝘚𝙈𝘜𝙏 𝘖𝙉𝘌𝙎𝘏𝙊𝘛𝙎 - 🖇️ 𖥻

💬 𝟬𝟮┃𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙩.𝟮 ✰ ⁽ʰˢʸ ˣ ʸʲʰ⁾

"Please..."

Trails of tingles linger across Junghyeok's skin. They prickle along his waist to his inner thigh as Sooyoung lightly drags her nails across the soft surface of his skin.

"Dang... my nails are too long to finger you," she says, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she observes the mess Junghyeok has worked himself up to.

She already knows he doesn't care.

The young man, trembling, frowns at her words.

"I still want it..." he mumbles

Sooyoung raises a brow.

"Of course you do," she thinks.

Junghyeok's pouty expression is indeed enjoyable for her to look at. She could admire him for hours without interruption.

She wants to change his expression, however, as his current one was egging her on to explore the inside of him, to abuse his prostate and slick walls until he was dazed, overstimulated, and satisfied.

"I'm going to cut my nails," she announces, looking at the somewhat chipped polish and deciding that that was definitely not worth keeping if it meant passing up on railing her oh-so-precious Junghyeok.

"Hurry." Neediness and impatience are clear in the man's tone.

Sooyoung teasingly smiles at him, not moving from where she sat.

"Please," Junghyeok adds.

Now she gets up, swiping his flushed cheek with her thumb and leaving a light kiss on his nose bridge before making her way to the restroom.

"I will, I will," she reassures him, waving her hand nonchalantly. "Patience, remember?"

And like she promised, she wastes no time trimming and filing her nails. She removes all the chipped polish within only a few minutes.

In the midst of storing her clippers away, however, she hears soft noises resounding from the other room.

And of course, she suspects that it's Junghyeok.

"Nngh~ H-hnnah~ Mmh~!"

His whines emit from the opposite side of the wall. Sooyoung can't help but bite her lip at how desperate the other sounded.

"Soo...young— Ah~!"

She rushes to the bedroom, taken aback when she reaches the doorframe.

Junghyeok, as always, looks breathtaking.

Tears stream down his cheeks as he leans against the bed frame. His jaw hangs slack and his eyes are squeezed shut as his index and middle fingers of one hand glide across the slit of his swollen tip, the other occupied with circling and rubbing slowly around his lube-slicked entrance.

The ravenette watches as her lover nudges at his own rim, small moans escaping his bitten lips with every nudge of his pink hole.

He spreads his legs further and he arches his back, leaning his hips forward to sink himself down onto his fingers.

They do, sliding in all the way to the first knuckle and drawing a long gasp from him. His head lulls back, chest rising and falling as his toned body shudders.

Sooyoung chuckles at the sight before her, the sound of approval catching Junghyeok's attention.

The two say nothing, knowing smiles growing across their lips as they gaze at one another.

Sooyoung steps over to the side of the bed, taking a seat on one side of the mattress. She begins sliding her hand up her boyfriend's inner thigh.

His eyes watch the hand softly travel up and up, all the way to his hip before venturing back down again slowly and halting on his knee.