It Ain't Easy

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Apostrophe - main spoken language is Korean.

Single Dashes - English

There will be translated French; please correct me if wrong [I know it damn well will be].

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If someone told me that I would end up with a baby literally thrown in my lap and cutely pouting man would kiss the breath out of me in his massive apartment, I would have eaten my shoe in disbelief and called that person a fucking liar.

But here we were.. me getting the life sucked out of me while my tiny bun snoozes after the said pouting man turned the stroller to face a small bench next to a shoe cabinet.

His body, hot from the alcohol and his inner flame, pressed into mine as he slurped in my mouth. I didn't think he would go this far. Selfishness urged me to have a taste, sate my curiosity.. but Greed - that ole bitch - reared its ugly head.

I liked the way his day scruff scratched against me as he rubbed my face.

I liked how hard he gripped my hips.

I liked how his body seemed to meld into mine.

I liked how he felt against me.

I liked how each kiss felt more desperate and dirtier than the last.

He moved me, guided me through the main entry to his couch; not letting me get a moments breath or an inch away from him. His body was searing hot. Heat wave after wave rolled off him. We made to what I assumed was a couch. He laid on top of me, pressing his hard middle against mine when he settled between my legs - like he owned me.

I moaned into his mouth arching my hips forward. My mind rolled just a little toward the sleeping bun at the door. My ears straining to listen to any sound other than our ragged breathing and sloppy tongue battle. Mr. Park moved his head back to rest his forehead on mine. 

'It's not too late,' he panted, his long fingers searched out my nipples under my shirt. 'You can say - tête de citron - and I'll stop.' [lemon head]

He kissed my nose. 'I'll stop touching you..'

He kissed my left cheek. 'I'll stop putting my hands on you..'

He kissed my right cheek, pressing his hard on into me. I jerked my hips up at the contact. It was delicious feeling. Being teased liked this. With women, I was the giver. There was something about the power.. the knowledge I had over their bodies. Not one woman was the same, but they were easy to read when they were naked. Easy to make cum when the right buttons were..

'Ahhh..' I moaned out as his hand palmed my hard cock. Rubbing up and down. It was wet and leaking, already. I couldn't even feel embarrassed about it, and I wouldn't.

"Je veux te goûter," he whispered huskily against my neck. His tongue ran down my collar as he pulled my t shirt to the side. [I want to taste you]

"Autorisez-moi s'il vous plaît.." Mr. Park begged. Both hands skimmed up the sides of my body pushing the shirt overhead. [Let me please]

I should have stopped things there. I should have seen the crazed look in his eyes, when he saw my nipples in the light. The way he zoned in on them and took a bite. They weren't sensitive by any means. Him sucking them made me feel a little odd, but when he drug his teeth across them, I bucked upward. Something powerful shifted within me.

'That hurts..' I said not meaning it. Embarrassment hit me hard. Admittedly, I liked that little bit of pain. Any more would have soiled my clothes.

Mr. Park backed off a little but pushed more. He bit into the other slowly sucking as he drug his teeth across it, leaving a mark in the process.

'Nooo.. Ahhh.. Please..'

This was so embarrassing. The man was barely doing anything to me, and I was putty.. just unset jello ready to burst my mold. He smiled deviously, his dark eyes lighting up. 

"Ta peau pâle s'illumine merveilleusement. Je veux voir la tête que tu fais quand tu te défais." [Your pale skin lights up beautifully. I want to see the face you make when you come undone.]

I didn't know what he said but it was low and incredibly sexy sounding. His mouth moved further south. 'Lucus, what did I tell you to say if you want me to stop?'

I answered after a millisecond pause. 'I don't want you to stop..'

His eyes widened and his fingers froze unbuttoning my jeans. 'Are you certain?'

I knew this was my only out, but Greed spurred me and the fact I didn't know how long the kid was going to be asleep. I uttered the only French I knew. "Oui." [Yes]

His smile was so bright, causing his eyes to completely disappear into his round cheeks. 'Call my name.'

'Mr. Park..' I teased and he bit me right in the pubis. I kept my pubic hair trimmed down; I didn't like the maintenance of keeping everything smooth or the itchiness that followed.

'Lucas..' His tongue gently glossed over the exposed tip after he pulled down the waist of my boxer briefs. 'Call me..'

'Aaaayyyeee.. What was your naaaaame--'

He pulled my jeans and underwear down my hips and nipped at my balls. I chuckled at his little pout. 'Jun-gi-hyung..'

Something changed in his eyes. The playful man was no more and before me was a beast.. a devourer of souls.