eighty days. | ss

ఌ #17

TW: R18

"ahh fuck. jisoo."

seokmin bit his lower lip as he held his head high and shut his eyes after feeling he's about to reach his peak. he fasten his pace, feeling how his erected massive member heaten up in his right hand that was bobbing it up and down, and while he was doing it in a fast pace, he couldn't help but to think that it was jisoo he's pounding to. thinking that it was jisoo he's fucking right now instead of his hand.

he was groaning jisoo's name over and over as his mind couldn't stop imagining how the older would look like if he's really fucking him right now. inside the bathroom, under the shower, naked and sweating and most importantly, them in standing ovation, jisoo's facing the wall without anything to get a grip into and him fucking the older from behind with right leg raised to spread him more because his hole was so tight that it wont fit his massive member inside.

and hearing how jisoo would moan and scream his name especially when they reached their peak. even how seokmin would came his warm liquid inside jisoo's hole as the excess would flow through jisoo's legs, while the older would come in his hand and on the floor.

that's what he's been thinking as seokmin just groaned jisoo's name after feeling how he finally released his liquid through his slender and veiny right hand and on the floor. his pace through his member became slow until it stop as seokmin was panting deep and heavily, feeling how the water from the shower flows through every parts of his body. once he recovered and felt somewhat satisfied and aroused, he went back from cleaning himself because he just remembered that he has a meeting with yugyeom and the rest today.

after cleaning himself, he wore his navy blue bathrobe then he went out of the bathroom to pick his clothes from his closet. it took him about five minutes to think of his outfit, but in the end, he just wore another navy blue polo that he rolled his sleeves up to his elbow then black slacks and close shoes. he fixed his hair and this time, he just left his fringe covering his forehead instead of the usual brush up that he noticed jisoo loves seeing.

"master, are you done already? we're getting late." and the moment seokmin finished dressing and fixing himself, anton, his secretary knocked on his door.

"almost finished! give me a minute." though the last thing he does before he went out of his room was to spray a perfume all over his body.

anton was waiting for him in front of his room the moment he opened the door, and just like what he's wearing, anton also has his polo and slacks combination as always. they exchange gestures before seokmin passed by him as he went downstairs with anton following him from behind. when he went to the living room, jisoo was there watching some series through the flat-screen television, and what jisoo was wearing made seokmin stop and stare at his princess.

oh, jisoo was wearing nothing but his usual short shorts that can be seen his pale white inner thighs when he's sitting crossed legged and that white oversize sweater that the sleeves were longer than his thin hands. jisoo arched him a brow once prolly the older notice that he's staring at him for quite some seconds now, but instead of answering jisoo, seokmin's side of lips rose up as he eyed his princess's body trying to memorize what jisoo looked like right now.

"i have a meeting with my counterparts. i dont know when will it be finished, larry and alberto you're in charge for the whole mansion." both larry and that alberto bowed their heads agreeing to what their master has told them. after nodding his head to the both of the bodyguard, his eyes shifted to lee chan. "take care of my princess while i was away, lee chan. dont make that valentine come close to him."