Doorman's Ecstasy ♡ [Yan!Milkman x M!Reader]

Ch.7 - Affection

Immortalizing this wtf

Anyways late chapter for you horny mfs /lh

Oh and also, sometimes there'll be weird descriptions so sorry if there's some discomfort

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  I stare at the ceiling.. Just trying to put the puzzles together. But at the same time, I can't help but feel proud for what we did, or what I got myself into. I should be ashamed but in fact it just felt too good to forget.

  Slowly sitting up, I peak over the couch to take a look at his open kitchen. He brewed some coffee back there as he's leaned against the counter, sipping from his mug. I hum quietly, just observing him.

  His body language is the usual calm. And after awhile I beginning to miss his arms around me. I got off the couch, stumbling a bit but caught myself with the table and slowly make my way to him.

  As I enter, he immediately notices me and puts down the mug.

  "Mmm.. What is it?" He asks, sounding almost tenderly as he gazes at me with seductive eyes. I've never seen it on him before but it sure makes me more attracted to him.

  "Nothing just checking you up." I stop just a few feet away from him, feeling nervous all of the sudden. Perhaps it's due to the activity we had not too long ago. The thought is addicting. He slowly moves away from the counter and places his hands on my waist.

  "Well, in that case I'm alright, love." He leans in to kiss my neck and pulls away, leaving the area flushed.

  "Okay okay. But I have a question to ask you." I said as he moves away to sit on the chair.

  "Mhmm.. What is it?" He asks, placing his head on his palm, staring at me with anticipation. I fidget with my fingers for a bit, feeling a bit nervous to ask him.

  "Why do you want me to stay?" I pause for a second to let him process my question. "Well, because I broke in, you should've kicked me out by now." I explained further and furrow my brows out of confusion. He chuckles in response and leans away from the table.

  "The answer is easy. I just want you." He replied then leans back against the chair. I hold myself from glancing down at his manspreading by looking elsewhere.

  The chair screeches as he got up and suddenly I'm lifted up onto the counter. I revert my gaze back to him standing between my legs, causing my face to go red once again. His hands lays on my thighs, caressing it lightly and leans in to kiss me.

  "You're mine, got that?" He said inbetween the kiss. The moment I nod, he chuckles and penetrates his tongue into my mouth, causing me to groan softly from the sudden discomfort but slowly adjusted to it.

  It felt weird, a certain passionate kiss that just stands out from any other kisses like it. His tongue wraps around mine.. Literally. It's like it's suddenly elongated, but my mind is way too fuzzy to think extra about it. Slowly, he deepens the kiss and sucks my tongue before pulling away, leaving me breathless and slightly confused. He wipes some saliva off his chin and wipes mine with his thumb. It then presses against my lips as he smirks at me a bit.

  It could be weird, or even the best. As I sit at the dining table, and him in his bedroom doing whatever, I can't help but stare back at the bedroom door. Something's up with me, as if I'm corrupted by him. His body and skilled actions to pleasure me, it's all I wanted from him the whole time I see him from time to time. But yet I'm uncertain if I should keep going. I came here for one reason afterall. Just, one. It's a love story maybe. One that's only a once in a lifetime.

  My head perks up the moment I hear the bedroom door creak open. He walks out wearing a tight shirt and sweatpants. I just stare at him, looking up and down at him, especially his sculpted body carved out by his shirt.

  "Mmm.. Like the view?" He walks over to me and leans on the chair, looming over me.

  "I mean. Why though?" I asked, not realizing I've been staring at his chest for some time till he calls me out on it.

  "Eyes up here." He waves his hand in front of me and gestures with his two fingers towards his eyes. I blush out of embarrassment and look away. "No no, stay." He gently grabs my chin this time, slowly turning my head to look back at him.

  I chuckle nervously as my excitement grows again, really eager to kiss him again, or even just lay my hands on his chest. So I did. He lets out a soft breath at the feeling of my hands. He wraps his arms around my neck and leans down to nuzzle the crook of my neck and kisses it.

  "Why do you do this?" I asked him a bit playfully, but I'm genuinely curious.

  "Mmm.. Just enjoy it love." He purrs gently into my neck, slowly kneeling down just to lay his head on my lap and move his arms down to my waist, holding me close. I lay my hand on the top of his head, patting him gently.

  "I just don't understand. I need you to explain further, please?" I tilt my head at him.

  "Mmmhf.. Alright." He pauses to sigh and gently presses his face against my abdomen. "You're perfect, cute, and I just love you. And I can't help but make you happy." He admitted hoarsely.

  "Really?" I chuckle a bit, feeling appreciated by his words, and it made me feel more confident with him than before. "What way do you make me happy then?" I lean down a bit so he could hear my words.

  As I waited for his response a sudden tingle against my lower waist causes me to shiver slightly. I look down to find his fingers pinch the waistband of my pants. Immediately, I realize what he meant by that now.

  "Didn't you pleasure me awhile back?" I recall the first sexual intercourse we had. He shakes his head gently.

  "No, I don't know what you're talking about." He replies sarcastically and laughs softly. I run my hand through his hair affectionately, laughing along with him. "Alright, now, hold still.."

  He pauses to let me prepare myself, and I nod. I thought he'd pull it down first, but instead he gently grabs my knees to part my legs a bit, only to press his lips against my groin over the fabric. My breath hitches as I feel his mouth moving against me, giving me tingly and good feelings despite that my pants are still on.

  After a while he pulls away and kisses my chest.

  "Do you understand now?" He looks up at me, holding onto my thighs. I let out a slightly shaky breath.

  "Yes." I place a hand over one of his. But I genuinely want to feel more of it. "Can you like, do it again? Please?" I asked nervously, a bit shy for wanting something from him.

  "You sure? You don't need a break?" He asked caringly, sensing a slight concern in his tone.

  "Of course not. I can hold myself." I'm confident I could prevent myself from releasing.. Maybe. As long as he takes it slow then I'm fine. He hums lowly and nods.

  "I wont go easy on you, ready?" He grips onto my waist band.

  Well shit.

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