The moment you hear Sangyeon open the front door to his apartment, a giddy nervousness overwhelms you. You take a deep inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth to calm your sudden racing heart. Smoothing the patch of comforter draping the bed next to you, you watch as the kitchen light pops on down the hall. You knew his routine by heart - having been here enough times when he has gotten home from work - but you've certainly never greeted your boyfriend like this before.
You have no idea what has gotten into you. All you know is that you severely miss your boyfriend, and it feels like it's been eons since you've been intimate with him. Of course, that's an exaggeration, but either way, you plan to change that tonight.
Sangyeon's footsteps echo down the hall and you nervously glance down at your exposed body. Did you take it too far? Maybe you should've put on some lingerie or something… Oh, well. It's way too late to change anything now.
Sangyeon's silhouette darkens the open door, and you attempt to look sexy while also maintaining an air of innocence as he flips on the light. At first, he doesn't even glance in your direction. He moves directly to the dresser and pulls his tie away from his neck. When he finally glances up in the mirror above the dresser, his eyes lock on you and his entire body goes rigid.
When he slowly turns around to make sure he's seeing what he's really seeing, you give him a sweet smile. He takes the time to work the tie out of his dress shirt while his eyes slowly canvas your entire body. His throat bobs as he swallows and his eyes eventually come up to yours.
"Welcome home."
"Honey," he says in a deeper voice than his normal one. "Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"
You languidly drag your fingers up his comforter and toward your body, making sure your eyes follow the path they trace. Then, you make eye contact.
"Do I need one? Besides… I miss you, Sangyeon."
When he attempts to unbutton his shirt, you know your words have affected him. His fingers fumble a couple of times and he gets frustrated. Suddenly, he rips the pieces of fabric apart, sending buttons scattering across the floor.
The manly display both surprises you and turns you on. Making sure to let Sangyeon know, you squeeze your thighs together and bite your bottom lip. Sangyeon, noting the gestures, tears off what's left of his dress shirt and reaches for his buckle. Getting up onto your knees, you crawl to the end of the bed, making sure to stick your ass in the air, and make a come hither gesture.
Sangyeon instantly obeys, moving to the end of the bed so you can reach his belt. One of his hands immediately threads through your hair while the other impatiently reaches down your back, grabbing a handful of your ass and kneading it.
As you unbuckle his belt and unzip his dress pants, you notice the hard bulge beginning to tent them. Reaching into the soft fabric, you take him in your hand and meet his stare. He swears before closing his eyes and whispering, "This is the best thing I've ever come home to."
You smirk and then truly focus on his body, making sure you put some real meaning behind his words.
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The Boyz Anthology
FanfictionA collection of short stories and drabbles that were requested on my Tumblr page.