𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙢 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙓 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧: 𝘿𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 (𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩)

Drunken Love

The city lights refract through the windows and illuminate the room with blue and purple shimmers. The sound of cars commuting home from work can be heard from outside in the streets.

Artem, who's head rests peacefully on my lap, breathes slowly like a baby with no care for the world. His soft velvety hair weaves through my fingers as I stroke his head. Feeling my cold touch, he nuzzles his face into my hand. I chuckle.

Artem has been pulling all-nighters and sleeping less than four hours every night this past week. Our main client has been making unreasonable demands and causes problems in the office. Even I can tell that the hardworking Artem Wing has been looking especially gaunt recently.

Maybe it's something about the atmosphere or the lateness of the night, but I can't help but feel drawn to Artem's lips which look so soft and smooth. As if in a trance, I brush my fingertips over them. Everything about his face is so divine. He's beautiful.

I brush my hair behind my ear and lean forward. My lips press against his. The warmth that spreads throughout my body just from one simple kiss feels like electricity. This is bad, I feel like I might get addicted.

I can't...I shouldn't take advantage of a sleeping person like that, especially when that person's none other than my boss Artem. But we're both still drunk from the alcohol from earlier, and this situation...

I part my mouth again, close my eyes, and bend towards him once more as if attracted by a magnet. Expecting to feel a soft sensation, I'm surprised when I'm met by something warmer and rougher. I open my eyes.

"A-Artem!" I'm surprised to see Artem awake and quietly observing me. His blue eyes look like they're glowing in the moonlight. I find his hand pressed against my lips, as if holding me back.

"I-I'm so sorry!" I stutter. "I wasn't trying to-." 

My eyes widen.

Artem silences me by kissing me passionately, fingers tensing around my hair. He swiftly maneuvers his body over me and pushes me onto the couch. His eyes hold an intensity to them that I've never seen before. I shudder.

"What do you think you're doing, sweetheart? If you were a stranger, I could have filed a lawsuit against you," whispers Artem softly into my ear. One hand loosens his tie while the other caresses my cheek.

"S-sorry, I must've startled you." I look up at him apologetically.

"No no. It's just that I never thought you'd initiate the first move like that," chuckles Artem as he leans in. "It was sexy. I liked it."

I can feel the warmth gradually rising between us as we undress, our bare skin rubbing against each other. His kisses trail down my neck to my chest, exploring every part of me desperately. Whenever I flinch or moan, Artem kisses that part even more persistently. My stomach, calves, and inner thighs are also given love.

With his hair that feels ticklish on my legs and the focused look on his face, I can't help but laugh a little.

Artem looks up innocently. "Why're you laughing, sweetheart?"

"No, it's just that you looked so cute exploring my body so intently like that." I can feel my face flush as Artem gives me a slight smirk.

"Cute? We'll see about that," he says.

Artem unbuckles his suit pants and exposes his length, which is already hard and glistening. Ripping the wrapper of a condom with his teeth, he leans forward and presses against me. I can feel his cock rubbing my entrance gently, letting it get lubricated.

"I'll put it in slowly, okay? Let me know if it hurts, sweetheart," whispers Artem as he pushes into me.

My stomach immediately feels full, followed by a hot tingly sensation. I can't suppress my moans as Artem moves in and out of me. Using one hand to rub my clit and the other to support my body, it feels like I'm melting in his arms.

The pleasure and the lewd sound of us making love overwhelms my senses. Artem leans forward and entwines his tongue with mine, letting out deep moans in between each kiss. I can feel his cock twitching inside of me as he gradually speeds up.

The city lights accentuate his chiseled muscles and his face which looks full with pleasure.

"Your insides are so hot and tight, you're going to make me come," moans Artem.

"I-I'm about to come too." I reach my arms out and embrace his hot body.

Artem's pace speeds up dramatically. My insides almost feel like they're being stirred up by a hot rod. Artem repetitively hits a spot deep inside of me that makes me clench up. I can only feel pleasure as something deep inside of me begins to surface.

"Ah- I'm coming!" I can't contain my moans as a sensation of fireworks erupts from within. Artem too, I can feel his cock throbbing inside as he orgasms.

Our heavy breathing and the sound of cars outside fill up the room.

"Mhn, you were amazing, sweetheart," says Artem. I smile.

"I think I should kiss you while you sleep more often," I joke teasingly.