S. Coups: After a long day of performances and fansigning, Sungcheol drags himself up the steps to the front door of his house that he shares with you. He had been gone all day and had been feeling drained of this energy, quickly glancing at his watch and sighing at the 1:24 am that blinked back up at him. He unlocked the front door and walked in slowly, happily yelling out, "Jagiya, I'm home!" In return, he hears you yell back, "In the kitchen!" He smiles gently and makes his way to the living room. He glances around and sees you in the kitchen, slicing cucumbers on the cutting board. He makes his way around the counter to you, but stops suddenly, his eyes widening. There you are, dressed in his black shirt – and just his black shirt. He swallows thickly as his eyes roam down your legs, and it's not until you reach for the pepper in the cupboard that he sees your black lace panties. You turn to face him, unaware of him starting to get all hot and bothered staring at you. You walk up to him, grabbing his face with your sweater paws and pecking him gently, smiling widely. "Sungcheol-ah, sit over at the couch. I know you're tired, I'll cook tonight." Without letting him spare a word, you turn around again, resuming to cutting the cucumbers. Sungcheol breathes out shakily, nodding and muttering a "sounds good" before walking out and setting everything on the table. He situates himself on the couch, biting his lip as he realizes the sight from the couch bypasses the counter, so he can see your full body as you work. Suddenly feeling really hot, he takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves, pinching his shirt and rapidly pulling it back and forth to air himself. This woman has me on my toes everyday, I swear to god. He thinks as he watches you walk to grab the peppers, your black lace panties coming into view every now and then to tease the hell out of him. His eyes start to narrow as he feels his pants tightening, and his heart starts to beat faster. But when he snaps, is when you walk over to the freezer, facing your back to Sungcheol as you bend down to grab the bag of green peas. You stand up straight to hear heavy breathing behind you. You turn around to see Sungcheol with his hair sticking up from running his hands through it over and over, his lips red from biting it so much, his pants tightened and his eyes narrowed into bedroom eyes. He corners you to the wall and places a hand next to your head, smirking. "Sungcheol, what are-" you start to say, but are interrupted by his big hand on your right thigh, his fingers slowly starting to crawl to where your heat started to pool. "The food looks great, babe. But.." he stops to hook two fingers on the fabric covering you and sliding it to the side, letting the cold air blow where you were now hot and wet. He tilts his head as he looks directly into your eyes, you biting your lip. You suddenly let out a gasp as two cold fingers force themselves into your tightness, you immediately grabbing onto his biceps as he hums to himself. He continues his sentence, purring out, ".. tonight, I want to eat you."
