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• Movie Night : Nakta •

You were lying on the couch with your boyfriend, Yooncheol, cuddled up behind you with his hand resting on your hip, watching a drama on tv. Since it was a cold winter night, you were of course dressed in your nighttime attire, which was an oversized t-shirt and a pair of underwear, while Yooncheol was only wearing briefs, and had a warm, fuzzy blanket thrown over the two of you.

Your eyes started to become bothered by the television light as tiredness started to sting them. You shifted to get into a more comfortable position, rubbing your lower half into his, and Yooncheol's hand falling closer to your clothed core. He quietly hummed in your ear, his hot breath washing over your neck. Half asleep with a grin on your face, you shifted once again, causing your shirt to ride up past your hips.

But you were snapped out of your sleepy state when you felt a hand dip into your underwear, slowly rubbing your clit in small circles. "Now that one was on purpose," he smirked, nibbling your ear. You let out a breathy moan, gripping Yooncheol's wrist tight as one of his long fingers entered inside you. He curled that finger, moving it slightly to the right, rubbing against one of your sweet spots. "Oppa," you moaned. Another finger was added, and he used his thumb to massage your clit.

Yooncheol reached his arm underneath you and up your shirt, rolling your left nipple between his pointer and middle finger, bringing you even closer to climax. You could feel his bulge rubbing against your lower back as you rocked your hips along with his movements.

You were seconds away from an amazing orgasm, when he suddenly stopped, pulling his fingers out of you and sticking them in his mouth. You groaned and hit his arm out of frustration. "What was that for?" After licking his fingers clean, he looked down at you and smiled. "Well that's what you get for teasing me." You turned yourself over on to him, straddling his hips.

"I don't think so," you said before kissing his soft pink lips, grinding on his already painfully hard erection. You trekked your kisses down his neck, letting your tongue swirl around one of his weak spots before roughly bitting down, causing him to moan. You then sat up, looking down into Yooncheol's eyes. You gave him a half smile, seeing nothing but love and lust mixed in with those dark brown eyes of his.

You got up, making your way into the bedroom. Yooncheol lifted you up off the ground, dropping you down on to the bed. You got on your knees to meet his face with yours, draping your arms across his neck, and planting another kiss on his lips. Yooncheol ran his hands along the sides of your body, gliding them over every smooth curve.

He grabbed your legs and dragged them out from under you so he could wrap them around his waist, causing you to softly fall onto your back. Pressing himself down on you, he gingerly kissed your neck as the lavender colored underwear you had on was being slid down your legs and on to the floor. You felt his right hand leave its spot by your head, but it soon returned, taking ahold of your hand and intertwining your fingers together. The same was done with the other pair of hands.

You moaned as the unexpected pain and pleasure coursed through your body, his girth stretching you. The deeper he got, the more pain you felt. While giving you time to adjust, Yooncheol gave you a passionate kiss in hopes to get your mind off of the discomfort.

You bit your bottom lip as he began to slide out, and let out a throaty moan once thrusting back in. The uncomfortableness gradually faded with every thrust, and you began to move your hips along with Yooncheol's pace. He nipped at the sensitive skin on your neck, releasing one of your hands to slide it up your shirt, massaging your left breast. Now with having a hand free, you immediately laced your fingers in his silky black locks, slightly tugging strands on the nape of his neck.

He moaned, the bass in his voice vibrating the flesh around your collarbone, his thrusts becoming more and more careless. You moaned his name as the familiar sensation in your stomach formed, whimpering as one of his thumbs rubbed your clit in tight circles.

Yooncheol could feel you clenching around him. "Not yet," he breathed. He used both of his hands to hold your waist as he repeatedly slammed himself into you. Wrapping your arms around him, you pulled him close to plant a sweet kiss on his lips.

"Are you ready to cum for me, baby?" he smiled. Your mouth was too busy letting out whimpers and moans, so you have him a quick nod. "Then cum for me," he whispered in your ear, roughly biting the tender cartilage.

With a couple more thrusts, your back arched off the mattress, Yooncheol's name rolling off your tongue as he grunted, spilling his seed inside of you. He collapsed, his breath tickling your jawline. You quickly sat up on your elbows though, making him look at you. "Did you use a condom?" Yooncheol grinned and shook his head. "Nope."

"But, Yoo-" you were cut off by his pink swollen lips meeting yours. "I know," he said and gave you another peck before standing up and taking you into the bathroom to take a hot relaxing shower together before bed.

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