Tomorrow x Together x Reader

Sugar Daddy Yeonjun (smut)

Yeonjun sighed heavily into the phone, his office filled with the rustle of endless paperwork. "I'm really sorry, princess. We'll have to reschedule for tomorrow. The restaurant knows me; they'll understand."

From the other end of the line, Y/N's voice was understanding yet tinged with disappointment. "That's okay, Yeonjun. Work comes first, right? Just don't work yourself too hard."

He chuckled, a tired sound. "I'll try not to. Thanks for being so understanding."

Hanging up, Y/N pondered her next move while finishing her lunch. An idea struck her, and instead of heading home after class, she decided on a surprise visit.
The building where Yeonjun worked was impressive, a towering structure of glass and steel that he often fondly called his 'precious baby.' As she stepped inside, she was immediately approached by Beomgyu, one of Yeonjun's employees.

"Hello Miss, can I help you?" Beomgyu inquired politely.

Y/N hesitated, unsure if her face was known here. "I'm here to see Yeonjun," she said simply.

Beomgyu frowned slightly. "Yeonjun? Oh, he's really swamped today. I can take a message if you—"

Just then, a familiar voice called out, cutting him off. "Y/N?"

Both heads turned toward Yeonjun, who approached with a weary but brightening expression.

"Yeonjun!" Y/N called out cheerfully and rushed over to him.

"How's my special girl?" Yeonjun smiled warmly as he wrapped his arms around her. "This is a nice surprise."

Beomgyu raised an eyebrow, intrigued and amused by the unexpected visitor. He watched as the Young lady nuzzled into Yeonjun and Yeonjun kissed her forehead.

"Let's go to my office," Yeonjun suggested, guiding Y/N past curious glances.

Once inside his office, Y/N looked around at the stacks of paperwork and then back at Yeonjun. "Looks like you could use some company for a little while," she murmured, closing the distance between them.

Yeonjun grinned, pulling her closer. "I was thinking the same thing."

Their lips met, the initial peck quickly deepening into something more intense, hands exploring as clothes began to loosen.

"Maybe you should lock the door," Y/N giggled, her breath warm against his ear.

"Good idea," Yeonjun agreed breathlessly. He quickly poked his head out the door and told his secretary, "Yoona, make sure no one disturbs me for a while. I have company already." His grin was all mischief as he turned the lock with a click.

"Now, where were we?" Yeonjun asked with a mischievous grin, pulling Y/N closer again, his hands gently beginning to slide her shirt off.

As the fabric fluttered to the floor, Y/N's hands were already busy at his tie, loosening it with a flick of her wrists. "Let's see if I can get this off without breaking eye contact," she challenged, her voice playful.

Yeonjun laughed, a deep, resonant sound that filled the room as he helped her slide his jacket off his shoulders. "Challenge accepted," he replied, his eyes locked onto hers.

Their hands moved deftly, Y/N skillfully unbuttoning his shirt while still captured by his gaze. The tension between them built with each piece of clothing discarded, their breaths mingling.
As his shirt joined the growing pile on the floor, their lips met once again, this time with renewed urgency. Yeonjun's hands roamed over her back, tracing the lines of her spine down to her waist, drawing her even closer.

"Are we moving too fast?" he whispered against her lips, the words barely a breath.

Y/N's response was a deeper kiss, her hands threading through his hair. "Not fast enough," she murmured back, pulling him tighter against her.