Cute Concept ( 한솔 )

6 nsfw warning

(SMUT AHEAD... forget B-Joo... We got a B-J... also a slight ptsd-ish trigger warning idk?)

Matching his softness, my lips  pressed against his jaw as I sat up in his lap. They moved farther back very slowly until I hit the back of his jaw.

He cocked his head to the side, giving me more space as I trailed down his neck before going back up and targeting his soft spot just below his jaw bone.

Hansol's hands moved my thighs so that I stratled him, a knee on either side of his waist, sitting right on top of his lap.

After satisfied with my handy work, seeing a purple-red spot appearing in the place of my mouth I stopped for a moment before bringing my fingers to the top button of his shirt and unbuttoning it slowly, looking up at him to see if he was opposed to such.

Without a word, he pushed my hands away gently and began to unbutten it himself but very quickly before just leaving it on and open.

I felt my cheeks heat up slightly at the sight as my hands gingerly came into contact with his bare chest, my palms very daintily pressed against his warm skin.

One of my hands innocently fell and stopped at his toned stomach. At this point I looked away shyly before his hand pushed my chin towards him, forcing me to look at him.

After a moment I pulled my shirt off and over my head, sitting up on my knees so I sat up slightly higher than him, my breats practically in his face as I pulled his button-up off, pushing it to the side.

Without even thinking I let my hands fall to the button of his jeans, undoing the button and zipping his fly down quickly before bringing my hands back towards his stomach where it was safe.

Truth be told, I had no idea what the hell I was doing.

I tried my best to ignore the tent in his boxers as he kicked his jeans off to the side, still sitting on the edge of the bed. Though his erection prodded against my leg I ddi a great job acting which just made him roll his eyes impatiently.

'Come on Jae... This happens in the movies all of the time. How hard can this be to do right?' I mentally prepared my self before hoping down from his lap and kneeling on the floor between his legs nervously, a pink blush appearing visibly on my face.

I looked up and bit my lip slightly but only because I was nervous. However, lucky for me, he did the rest of the work.

He had slid his boxersdown to the floor, kicking them to the side with his jeans and lifting my chin so I peered up at him slightly.

After a moment he leaned down to press a soft kiss to my lips, biting my bottom lip before smirking.

"Open." He whispered softly, kissing the top of my head before forcing himself into my mouth.

I gasped slightly as he pushed past my lips, letting them close around him as he attempted to look down to watch.

Not really knowing what to do I just moved my tongue about, suckling every once in a while. I knew I was doing things right when I earned quiet gasps and moans, looking up to see his eyes shut.

After a few moments he reached to grab my hand, realizing I was new to the concept. He sloppily tried his best to form my hand around him, making me slightly understand what he had wanted from me.

Unsure of what I should actually have been doing I started of very slowly moving my hand about his shaft, shoving most of him to the back of my throat. It was only when I heard him mumble a very quiet "faster" that I proceeded with confidence.

He tilted his head back, moaning almost femininely at my touch. Everything was perfectly fine until a salty yet slightly thick substance filled my mouth. Cringing slightly, I pulled away and looked down, closing my eyes tightly and letting it slip down my throat. I tried my best to remain composed no matter how metallic and sour it seemed to taste after a moment I heard him shift, his hand moving to pat me on the head before kissing me roughly.

"Wow. You actually believed that?" He asked, beginning to pull his clothes back on,"That's pretty gullible, Jae."

I was silent and just sat on the floor frozen,"What are you talking about, Hansol?" I asked softly.

"Yeah..  you met me two weeks ago. Were we dating? No. Was that impressive? Of course... such a good girl, Jae!" He praised me with an evil smirk.

His tone was condesending and cocky as he crouched down beside me and picked me up, helping me to the bathroom where he drew a bath for me.

He had told me to finish undressing and clean up and so I did. I very zombie like slipped my clothes off, depressed to have been used by a guy I thought was nothing more than a sweet, pure hearted, potential love interest.

I didnt even care that he was still in the room as I got in the tub and started washing up. I didnt have much dignity left anyways.

Suddenly, I felt gross and grimy though I knew I wasnt. I scrubbed my skin ferociously, harder than I had ever scrubbed anything in my life. My skin was raw and red as I began to sob silently.

After a while of cleaning up Hansol has seen enough and pulled me forcefully up and out of the water, wrapping me gently into a towel and letting go.

Emotionlessly, I sank to the floor and felt as though I could get sick but refrained, looking up at him with glossy, unspirited, eyes.

Hansol rolled his eyes and sighed, pulling me up and sitting me on the edge of the tub,"Do I need to treat you like a child?" He asked, spreading paste onto a toothbrush and jamming it into my mouth.

At that point I no longer felt human and got up as if on auto piolet, standing over the sink to brush my teeth.

After finishing up he let my towel fall to the floor, pulling me back against him. I just let him do whatever he wanted at that point. He was generally respectful at that point, just kissing at my neck a few times as he dressed me in my bra and underwear.

"I promise Ill take good care of you, Jae!" He smiled boyishly, the smile he used to use along with the sweet voice,"You can trust me."

He had apparently packed clothes from my apartment due to the fact that the undergarnments I was wearing were from my dresser.

Giving me a moment to cone back to reality a bit, he guided me back to the bedroom and grabbed a fresh out of the dryer, black button-up. He pulled my arms through gently and let it embrace me with warmth before brushing carefully through my hair.

All I remembered from there was being picked up bridal style and tucked beneath the bedsheets, letting the warmth engulf me completely. It was only then I had noticed I was shaking.

Gently, a pair of lips pressed to my forehead and I felt unclean again, being cuddled against his body... I was hummed to sleep in his arms.