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his hands her hips | jing yuan x female!reader

jing yuan x f ! reader
smut drabble / thirst

If there was one thing he enjoyed most, then it would probably be waking up in the morning and finding his wife already up and in the kitchen. Usually he would be up before her making breakfast - though, there were days when she managed to beat him to it.

Leaning against the doorframe leading into the kitchen, his eyes watched carefully as she shifted from foot to foot, her head bopping to the music she had on as she swung her hips a little. Off in her own little world. It was cute.

But he wasn't really in the mood for being "cute" right now. Not with how she she was moving at least. His dreams from the night before didn't help either...

Moving off the doorframe, he walked over to her - careful not to make a sound until he got right behind her.

"Gotcha!"

She jumped a little and let out a tiny yelp when he scared her. His hands immediately landing onto her hips to steady her.

"Yu- Yuan!"

"What," he asked teasingly, his hands gripping her hips a bit more before pulling her back. Her clothed ass rubbing against his crotch as he decided to sink into the feeling of her slightly rubbing against him.

Anyway protest she might have had were quick to die out when he pressed his hips into her. The feeling of him harding against her made her face to heat up. Her hands quickly finding comfort in gripping the edge of the countertop.

"I- I have to make breakfast," she managed to get out.

"Go on, I'm not stopping you."

"Yes, but you're distracting me," she mewled out when one of his hands let go of her hip and moved to the front. His fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her shorts and underwear. His middle finger reaching a bit to gently caress her bud.

"Distracting? How so?"

He leaned in and bit down on her ear, a small gasp escaping her lips as she wiggled against him a bit, trying to get his fingers to move more.

"Y- y"

She tried to stutter out a reply but was effectively cut off when he pushed his hand far deeper. A finger gently prodding at her sensitive clit.

"Already getting wet, I see, and I haven't even done anything yet."

Her lips trembled when he finally dipped a finger into her, her walls fluttering against his deft digit as curled and pumped slowly. Her still clothed ass grinding against him.

All it takes is a good swing of her hips in the morning to get him going, and honestly - he wasn't complaining.