M..
"M would you like to join the live?"
"Yeah.."
I come in and sit on heeseungs lap; he wraps his arms around my waist, securing me onto him. I had my phone on my hand reading the v-live comments.
"WHOS THATTT"
One of the comments read. There were many like the one, others were differently similar.
"She needs to get off of heeseung"
"Who's this bitch on my heeseung"
Oh my, I don't know if they thought they had a chance with him.. poor fan girls.
"Im definitely not streaming anything after this"
Honestly they weren't streaming it because of the dancers anyways, I feel really bad for the dancers, they were only doing their job.
"M.. can you come to the bathroom with me..?"
"Uhm.." I shyly smile at the camera
"Sure" he grabs me, pulling me towards him.
Our lips meet as he quickly disconnects them, the members sarcasticly in shock.
We're finally in the bathroom, heeseung pulls out his phone from his pocket setting it up on the mirror.
"What's that for?"
"To prove our innocence"
"For..?"
".."
"Answer the question"
"Stop asking me questions before I rip your braids out"
"You won't.."
"I will."
"You won't."
He picks me up and plops me on the counter
"I will"
We stare deeply in eachothers eyes, he breaks the contact looking down at my lips.
"Your lips.. look so good."
"Really?.."
"Yes.."
He leans in. I begin leaning in, but plop off the sink before our lips could attach.
"Come here."
"Why."
"Come here Myara"
"Oh my, government names..? What are you trying to prove Lee heeseung?"
"Your a brat"
He grabs my waist, his bulging boner printing his pants, making clothed contact with my soaking clothed core.
"What.. do you wanna kiss me.. lee-hee-seung?"
"Yes.."
his finger grazes against my plump lip, our faces getting closer by the second, just before I stop him.
"Your phone's still recording"
I move him away, letting him know his phones presence is still there.
"Oh well"
He pulls me back against him.
"Id fuck you Infront of it if I have too."
"Your cocky"
"Your gonna have one in you.. and my kids"
"Uhhh weirdo. Imaging having a breeding kink"
"I don't, I just want everything from me to be inside of you."
He was now pressed against me, whispering in my ear.
"Now, you don't get too cocky poodle."
He bends me over the sink
"Wanna lose the attitude?"
"What attitude.?"
I mutter out
"Not attitude.. the teasing"
"I wasn't teasing-"
A small smack was heard from him hitting my ass.
"What was that poodle? Wanna lie again?"
"Whatttt.. I wasnt lyi-"
Another smack and he grabbed my face, pressing light kisses on my lips.
"Who else is gonna put up with your rudeness huh?"
"How was I being ru-"
More kisses were placed. His right hand holding onto my face as the other was roaming my body.
"Does my poodle need me now?"
I nod my head in defeat as he disconnects all body connections we had with eachother.
"Would you be a good girl?"
I look at him in confusion, tilting my head a bit.
"Get on your knees"
I quickly obey his orders
"Aww, look at you now. From a cocky teasing brat, to my cute obedient poodle."
He pecks my lips, and pulls down his pants revealing his huge boner.
"Haven't you seen me already?"
I was in shock.. but going back to his question.. have I ever seen his dick before?
"N-no.."
"Aww, stuttering. So cute"
He taps my chin with two fingers
"Open"
His once soft caring voice, Turing into an deep dominant one. I quickly open and he pulls down his boxers.
"Suck"
I move forward, getting ready to take his length in my mouth. He grabs the back of my head pushing me a bit faster towards him
Finally I take in his huge length, gaging as it hits the back of my throat not even halfway in.
"Take it. Take it all like a big girl"
I try my best to take him all in but just can't. I pull him out my mouth as I breath for air. He pushes himself back in.
"You can take it. Don't be a pussy."
That was new.
Tears start to form in my eyes as I close my mouth around his length, he begins pounding into my mouth quickly grabbing his phone to record.
"There's my pretty girl"
He says as he stroke my hair, tucking a braid behind my ear
His words being both motivation and music to my ears as I begin moving him in and out of my mouth. Stroking the rest of his length with my hands, he throws his head back and moans.
"Myaraaaaaa.."
His voice stretches out
"M.. fu-fuck I'm almost there"
He grips my hair pulling my head back.
I hold the pain back as he pulls me up and pushes me on the toilet.
My eyes squeezed shut trying to make the pain go away.
He noticed.
"Am I hurting you..?"
He quickly let's go pulling up his pants and me into a hug rubbing my head.
"Oh I'm so sorry m, I didn't mean too."
He kisses the top of my head
".. you almost pulled a braid out."
"I'm so sorry m"
We leave the room, making our way to the dorms unnoticed.
We strip down till our under garments.
"M, I'm still so very sorry"
He kisses my head again
"It's okay hee, you made a mistake"
"Okay okay.. safe word? Verbal or non verbal"
"Non verbal"
"Okay.. uhm"
"Oh. 1 finger is slow go, 2 is slow down, 3 is stop, and I'll try to mutter something out if your hurting me"
"Okay.. I love you pretty girl"
"I love you too"
"Get ready"
