There was an uncomfortable silence whenever you left. Even if it was just for a day or two, it felt like forever. And forever started again right now, with the click of the front door. With razor sharp focus Changbin watched your silhouette through the dark cobble stoned street.
For a few seconds your suitcase bounced over the cold stone cobbleroad before your cab driver picked it up. Then it was another few seconds before you'd turn around and wave at him one last time, your breath cold in the air.
'Goodbye love.' Changbin smiled, though his heart felt heavy. With a hand on the window pane he felt the cold of your departure seep into his skin.
'I love you!' You mimed back, before disappearing in the warmth of the car that would take you away. Moments later the street had returned to its calm and quiet state. And all Changbin could hear was the buzz of the refrigerator and the soft snores of Kal.
'And there she goes again.' He sighed, dropping his hand away from the window and looking at the clock. It was close to midnight and atlest he won't be beyond tired tomorrow, he'd better hit the hay.
'Alright.' He leaned over Kal and roughed up his fur – the dog winked open a tired eye. 'G'night boy.'
Kal grumbled and closed his eye again.
'No love from you either huh?' Changbin pouted, before stretching back up and flipping the light switch on the way up the stairs. Once back in your shared bedroom he inhaled deeply, the warm scent of your perfume and earlier love making still hanging somewhere in the darkened room.
His phone buzzed and in an instant he answered.
'Hi dearest.' He smiled.
'Hi.' You sounded cheeky.
'Miss me already?'
'Of course I do.' You chuckled and for a slight moment Changbin could catch the sound of the cab driver's radio. No naughty talk now Changbin , he thought.
'Will you text me when you arrive?'
'As always.'
'Alright.' Changbin bit his lip and fought the urge to tell you he missed you already, terribly.
'Binnie?'
'Yea?'
You chuckled again, this time even more mischievously. 'Nothing. Don't have too much fun while I'm away! Sleep tight babe.'
Changbin sighed. 'Having secrets from me darling?'
'Me? Never!' You laughed aloud.
'Alright. You keep your secrets.' Changbin's lips curled into a smile as he flicked on the night light by his side of the bed. The small light warmed the room and your voice said goodbye. He couldn't quite focus on you though. His attention was pulled towards a foreign little object, perched on his pillow. An..egg? A kinder egg? A...?
You hung up before he could ask.
He frowned and placed his phone on his bed stand, fingers picking up the egg that read "Tenga Egg" in a funky little design.
'Huh..'
Flinging himself on the bed his curiosity got the best of him and in moments the egg was disassembled in his hands. First the black casing – no chocolate to be found. Then some strange, silicone-like egg with a small tube inside.
Of all presents you had ever gotten him, this was the most mysterious one yet.
Henry's brows furrowed even more. 'What have you gotten me this time, love?'
He turned and squeezed the material in his hand, before deciding he needed good ol' Google to help him out. With swift fingers he entered the codeword "Tenga" into the search engine, before realising what you had implied moments earlier. A sudden heat crossed his cheeks at the pictures that appeared beneath his fingertips.
'I see.' He breathed, placing the phone back on its usual spot. 'Not too much fun, huh? We'll see...' He pulled out the small tube. 'About..' His large fingers struggled to open the lid. 'That.' Its contents were carefully poured into the egg.
Squeezing the strange silicone again, Changbin watched with curiosity as its textured insides moved around.
'Please don't make me regret this.' He said, laying back down against the pillows and looking up at the ceiling. Inhaling again, he remembered you. His fingers in your hair. Your pitchy little moans. Your supple skin.
He was getting hard.
And then there were your juicy sweet lips. Which he'd lock onto so you wouldn't wake the neighbours at this mid-day eve. He'd savour every little yip and mewl that he could get from you. Every fucking time.
'Gods baby.' His hand started to rub over his joggers, hot flesh beneath waiting to be relieved.
'The things you make me..' The grey cotton was pulled down. 'do..' He smiled as he watched the funny egg beside his now naked thigh. In the name of tight fits, this would never ever work, right? Picking up the love toy he sucked in his lips, eyes keeping razor sharp focus on the silicone as his fingers stretched it wide and over his aching flesh. Surprisingly enough, it fit.
And how.
A tremor ran somewhere from his lower belly up to his now shaky breath. For, though foreign, this sensation was otherworldly good. It was great. It was...
'Fuck.' Changbin looked back up at the ceiling and willed himself to calm down. There was simply no way to describe the way the smooth yet ridged silicone worked him up into a frenzy. It took just a few experimental pumps before he felt his muscles tighten and balls clench.
'Fuck fuck fuck.' He inhaled more deeply and let his mouth fall open and eyes widen. He re-envisioned you atop of him. Your sweet c*nt clutching him. Your hands gripping wildly at his chest. Your moans and cries. And your laughter. God he loved you.
'Y/n.' He begged, hand speeding up until he felt his whole body move by its own design. White hot heat rushed down into his loins and though the sensation was heavenly, it soon was gone too. In a few moments the vision of you disappeared back into the quiet night and the cool of the room felt cold on his now sweaty brow.
Another few moments later the egg lay discarded on the ensuite's washing table and Changbin was back on his phone. This time to send you a good night message before you'd board that plane.
Changbin: Well that was a sweet surprise indeed.
