A STAR ON SET (SON CHAEYOUNG X F READER)

CHAPTER XV: UNEXPECTED DESIRES [SMUT]

Chaeyoung bit her lip softly, her eyes locked on yours as she gently switched your position.

With a fluid motion, she laid back on the bed, her fingers gripping your arm to bring you down with her.

Now on top, you looked down at her, your breath hitching as she pulled your face closer, capturing your lips in a deep, longing kiss.

Her lips moved slowly but deliberately, sending a surge of warmth through your entire body.

Between kisses, she whispered, her voice barely audible, "I'd love to do something more with you..."

Her hands wandered down your back, her touch light but electrifying. She found the hem of your shirt, tugging it upwards, her intentions clear.

You broke the kiss, a breathy chuckle escaping your lips as you looked into her eyes.

"Didn't you say you were tired a few minutes ago?" you teased, your voice low but playful.

The memory of her exhaustion lingered, but her current energy was undeniable.

Chaeyoung's lips curled into a sly smirk at your words, her eyes dancing with a mischievous glint.

"Not anymore," she replied, her voice sultry, confident.

She pulled you back down, her hands now sliding up your bare skin, each touch making your pulse race.

Chaeyoung's nimble fingers unhooked your bra, her eyes flicking down to watch as it fell away.

Chaeyoung's touch became bolder, her hands mapping out the curves of your waist, your ribs, and finally coming to rest on your breasts.

Her thumbs gently brushed against them, making you gasp softly.

Chaeyoung's body heat rose, her breath quickening as she felt your response to her touch.

She leaned in, her lips finding their way to your collarbone, her kisses slow and deliberate.

Her hands continued to explore, tracing the lines of your body as if trying to commit them to memory.

"Mmm... Chaeyoung..." you moaned softly, your head tilting back to grant her better access to your neck.

As Chaeyoung kissed along your collarbone, you gently placed your hand on her chest, hesitant to ask, but needing to know it's okay.

"Can I... touch you too?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper, looking into her eyes for permission.

Chaeyoung paused, looking up at you with smoldering eyes. A slow, sensual smile spread across her face.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "Touch me, Sora. I want to feel your hands on my skin."

Your hands trembled slightly as you reached for the hem of Chaeyoung's shirt. She lifted her arms, allowing you to remove it, revealing her tattooed skin and lacy black bra.

You gently traced the lines of her tattoos, marveling at the intricate designs. Then, you reached for the straps of her bra, slowly pulling them down her arms.

Chaeyoung lifted her arms, helping you remove the bra, letting it fall to the side.

You took a moment to appreciate her bare form, your eyes filled with admiration and desire.

Your fingers lightly brushed against her skin, feeling the softness of her breasts.

Her breath hitched, and she let out a quiet moan, encouraging you to continue.

Chaeyoung's hips subtly rolled upwards, seeking more of your touch.

"Please, Sora," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.