AFTERGLOW.| CYJ

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Postlude to SWEETENER

disclaimer: this story is not meant to portray any celebrity in real life. The following events are fictional.

mature content

Sunghoon is competing for the best in all three categories—hugging, kissing and having sex. His pretty slender fingers unhook the buttons of his shirt, while his lust filled gaze moves over Joohyun's half naked figure on the bed. He's stripped down her skirt that she wore for her performance but hasn't been able to penetrate through the layer of spandex stockings, exposing a section of her thigh for marking his love.

He reaches the last button simultaneously bending forward to bite her thigh, leaving a hickey mark of dominance and pride. He guides her arms up and reaches for the hem of her shirt lifting it off her chest to reveal her sheer black lace lingerie. Her bra isn't even enough to hold her big plump breasts, the sweetheart neckline adding to her curvier bust. Her boobs are big, but he finds them just as attractive as he sinks his lips over them as she lays on the back, kissing each nipple with the same pressure.

He moves his lips over her belly, the center of which is soft. His lips melt over soft skin, her belly sinks inside like a pillow. She chuckles feeling his thick eyebrows coming in contact with her skin as he dives in for another kiss. It tickles her, the sensation of his cold lips adding to the surprise. She endures it by biting her lower lip. He glances at her panties, a classic Victoria's secret. He paces his gaze over hers and her panties as he unbuckles his belt. She brings her knees closer, teasing him as she watches him slide his fingers down his zipper. Her gaze elevates to his face slowly. He hair was up, eyebrows attractive as usual and eyes were sharper since he was over her. She smiles softly, her eyes gently closed. He gazes at her, captivated by her beauty—her short hair neatly held in place by a hairband, with delicate bangs resting perfectly on her forehead.

"Heard you gagged everyone by just adjusting your mic?", she asks, chuckling as his fingers slip under the hem of her panties. Her eyes close as he takes control of her hips. He lifts her over to her side and slides a pillow between her knees. He hovers over her after  stripping naked. Her heart still racing but his touch grounds her. Her nervousness is met by his cold hard dick.

He trusts against her, the heat between their bodies exchanging due the friction. He raises up to kneel, her hip still in contact with his. He didn't even have to be reminded; he adjusts her position over him on his own. She moans feeling him thrust back and forth.

"No comments", he says, referring to her previous question. He keeps his answer short and sweet. His lips curve for a smile, his eyes soften. She wonders how he could look so innocent inches deep inside her. He pins both her arms over her head. Her wrists are tangled underneath his grip. He's rough with his grip but it's exactly how she wanted to be fucked—roughly and slowly. His eyes scan her, grasping each detail of her body. His fingers graze over her spine reaching for the hooks of her bra.

He unhooks the bra with ease as though he had a knack to it. Joohyun was too tired to give up on her submission, her legs aching from practicing for hours. She turns around to lay on her stomach as he adjusts accordingly.

"Fuck—", she moans out loud , her stomach dropping in intense pleasure as he scoops her stomach from behind and yanks her hip towards him, his dick hitting all the right spots. She gets on all her fours, slowly getting used to his rough thrusts, "Fuck..fuck..that feels so good", her voice shakes, the sound of skin slapping with it.

Sunghoon smirks. He's not someone to talk dirty during sex, although he is most likely to do so but his love is so attractive and beautiful, he doesn't need words to describe the baddie. She isn't even in the mood to flirt. She rather feels numb, the constant fear of her blood sugar level dropping kept her awake most of the time. She's trying her hardest to forget but her mind keeps spinning around the whole thing. She's rather more comfortable fucking without guilt, or to say guilt never made a spot in her head.