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TW: R18 (YOU CAN SKIP THIS UPDATE IF U'RE UNCOMFORTABLE TO READ THIS) (MINORS DNI) (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)




"a-ahh seok! ahh!"







seokmin watched how jisoo was writhing in pleasure on the king-size bed in front of him, back was arching consecutively as his head was shaking side by side not knowing which side to lay into along with his mouth was agape because he kept moaning seokmin's name nonstop ever since the younger started to operate the cock ring vibrator that was place in jisoo's hardened member. jisoo's hand was also above his head though seokmin did not tie him up like the usual, its jisoo's decision to put his arms above his head.






when seokmin felt that the level of the vibration he set for the cock ring was too much for jisoo to bear, he lower it once trying to see how jisoo's body would react to that level. jisoo stopped moving for some seconds as he tried to catch his breathe as he opened his eyes but he had to shut it again when the pleasure was too much for him handle and it seemed like the level seokmin set him still works the same as he first set it. though jisoo's moans became low even the way he arched his back and moved his body.






but what seokmin was seeing didn't satisfy him that's why he set the cock ring once again on the higher level for jisoo to react once again like as if he was being fucked so hard. and just like what he was expecting, his princess, jisoo started to writh his whole body once again as he tried to close his legs but failed even how he arched his back with his toes was curling in pleasure and if earlier his head was shaking from left to right, now jisoo's neck bends backwards making jisoo's face was buried on the soft white cotton pillow above his neck.






seokmin bits his lower lip as he couldn't help but to touch himself seeing jisoo like that while continously moaning his name and how jisoo held his nipple using his right hand and he played with it just like the usual. seokmin had to control himself from groaning while he was palming his clothed shaft afraid jisoo might hear him also pleasuring his own self. jisoo's moan became loud as he writh so much more and that's all that you can over the whole room.







"ahh seokmin!" by that, seokmin watched how jisoo's hardened member twitched as the tip of it release a white thick liquid on the cream bedsheets.








jisoo's moan became low as it stops seconds by seconds until he was just catching his breathe from what happened as his body also finally relaxed on the bed even though the cock ring was still vibrating that gives him another set of pleasure. when seokmin was already satisfied with what he saw from his princess, he turned off the cock ring using its remote that he was holding as he went to climb up on the bed and the moment he hovered on the top of jisoo with him in between the olders legs, he claimed his lips even though the older haven't adjusted with his breathings yet.






seokmin could feel how jisoo catched his breathe in between their kisses yet he tried to fought for dominance by sticking his tongue also but because he was that weak, seokmin just suck and nibbled his tongue making him moan once again but this time its muffled. while they are kissing, seokmin was moving his hips making his clothed shaft crashed through jisoo's naked member and by that movement, jisoo gripped through seokmin's back enough to scratch it because of the sensation he was feeling.







"a-are you still mad at me, seok?" though seokmin heard it in a muffled way because jisoo was all nothing but moaning, but the older heard it loud and clear.







seokmin hummed still busy kissing and marking jisoo's neck. "yes, yes princess. im still mad at you." he continued nibbling and marking jisoo's neck in every spot and corner that will lasts for some days just like the last time. his hips was still moving against jisoo. "i told you many times to change your clothes and i dont want other men to see your skin, but you did the opposite. you are a stubborn princess."







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