Benefits Of Being A Babysitter { COMPLETED }

Ten [M]

Seasons has changed and months have passed. Taeoh is already two years old and you are already in your third year of university. And of course, no relationship is smooth-sailing. You and Jongin have had your fights throughout your relationship, some more major than others. But you always find your way back to each other anyway, your love just so elastic and bendable.

Being in your third year means that you have lesser time to play. You are studying hard to graduate with good results. Jongin understands your busyness, but he also makes sure you don't neglect him and his son. Though you still haven't moved into Jongin's place, you are always there most of the time. Your own apartment feels like a hotel where you only store your school work.

Talking about school work, you have also been studying in Jongin's office when you're over. He lets you use his desk when he is out or when he doesn't need it. Today, however, he has to type up some documents, so he is at the desk. You're tired from reading your notes so you sit back and watch your boyfriend work. He notices you staring.

"What?" he laughs.

You shrug, standing up and stretching. You go over to him and he immediately pushes away from the table so you can sit on his lap. Jongin brushes your hair to the other side and kisses your neck lightly.

"You just look very hot when you're concentrating, Mr. Kim," you whisper.

He chuckles, circling his arms around you. A hand is caressing your thigh. "What do you want? Tell me, I'll buy it for you," he teases.

"Nothing!" you laugh, smacking his chest playfully. "Maybe just your attention?"

"Of course," he grins as he slides his hand up your inner thigh, under your skirt. "All the time, baby girl," he murmurs into your ear as his other hand moves to your breast.

Taeoh is having his afternoon nap, leaving the both of you the only ones conscious in the room. Jongin lightly lines your pussy with a finger through your underwear. As you eagerly spread your legs a little wider, he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them before he reaches down again to push your underwear away. You moan quietly when he inserts two digits into you.

"My sisters are in their offices, so we have to be very quiet, okay?" Jongin murmurs, his lips brushing your collarbone. You purse your lips and nod. He lines kisses along your collarbone, his fingers curling inside of you. "You're not very wet, sweetheart."

You swallow because you will be. Very soon. If he keeps touching you like this. "Maybe you can talk dirty to me, Mr. Kim," you whisper into his ear, making sure your hot breath lingers.

"Hmm..." Jongin hums, his finger movements slowing until they stop completely. His digits are still buried inside of you and you squirm slightly, trying to make him move. "Or maybe," he looks at you, his eyes sparkling. "I can fuck your dry pussy." Then he adds, "Only if you let me."

You almost want to laugh at how concerned Jongin can get, even at times like these. But he palms your womanhood and you nod breathlessly, earnestly. Your boyfriend grins, his fingers immediately slipping out of you. You reach to his slight tent and unzip his pants, pulling out his semi-hard erection. Jongin lifts you by the waist so that your entrance is positioned right in front of him. You know you are only going to be soaking wet if you do any foreplay, so you quickly push yourself on him.

Jongin lets out a huge breath while you groan in pain at the friction his size is creating inside of you. You have to be slow, but Jongin doesn't mind. He wraps his arms around you and leans forward to kiss the back of your neck softly. When he is finally buried inside of you, you stop and try to catch your breath.