Suddenly you remove your hands and lift yourself out of the tub, wrapping yourself in a towel and make your way to the door. Wonho panics, running around the corner just as you exited into the living room. He watches as you quickly make your way to your shared bedroom. Curious, he follows you over there.
He stops at the side of the door, peeking his head a bit in to see what you were up to. He sees you walk into the closet, reaching for one of his t-shirts hanging on the side. You inspect it, then tug it off the hanger as you walk back out. You throw your towel to the side, completely naked as you throw yourself onto the sheets with his shirt still in hand.
He continues watching your movements, seeing you bring his shirt to your face as you inhale deeply. You glide your fingers down your frame, panting aloud. You caress your stomach, then reach all the way down to where you needed Wonho the most.
"Wonho," You muffle through his shirt, teasing your folds as you rub lazy circles on your clit.
"God, you smell so good..."
Holy fuck, he thought. Were you really using his shirt to get yourself off?
You drag the fabric down your figure, past the valley of your breasts as you clutch onto it tightly while rubbing yourself harder. You mewl his name over and over like a mantra, adding your fingers into the equation as you try and chase that high.
Wonho is completely left speechless. Is this what you did on a regular basis while he was away? Grabbing one of his shirts from the closet, throwing yourself butt naked on your shared bed and whimpering his name as you get lost in your own touch, getting yourself off by just his scent? What the hell was he missing out on?
He couldn't take it anymore.
You were pumping yourself at a steady pace, bringing his shirt back to your face as you take in another deep breath of his lingering scent. God, you fucking missed him. Just when you were thinking about adding another finger, a warm, slick sensation ran along your bundle of nerves and you screamed. You arched your back but was instantly pressed back down into the mattress by two hands gripping your hips. Panic arose and your eyes shot open but you were more confused as ever than afraid.
"W-Wonho?! What are you doing- ahh!" You quickly let go of his shirt and move your hands to tangle your fingers into his silver locks, bucking your core into his face. He dips his tongue across your wet folds, sucking harshly and bringing himself back to your nub to nibble lightly on. You moan his name louder, throwing your head back as you grip his hair tighter.
"Fuck sweetheart, you're so hot," He says, giving your clit kitten licks as he hooks his arms around your thighs to spread them further apart, "I missed you so much baby. I could tell you missed me a whole lot too."
"W-When did you get back?" You manage to moan out, tugging yourself closer to his sinful tongue.
"Just in time," He says before shallowly thrusting his tongue inside you. You groan, "B-but when did you even-"
"Sweetheart, is that really important to you right now? Or should we get started on me fucking you so hard that you won't be able to leave this bed for a week to make up for the time we've been apart?"
You moan at his words, the heat slowly coiling at the pit of your stomach. When there was no response from you, he looks up and smiles. "I'll take that as a yes to the latter. Okay sweetheart, get up for me."
You reluctantly let go of his hair, then grab onto his shoulders as he pulls you up. You wrap your legs lowly on his waist, not bothering to even trying to stand up on your own because you know how weak your legs are right now. You let out a low moan as your core comes in contact with his erection, wiggling yourself closer to relieve some of the aching sensation. All this sexual deprivation without him and anticipation of his words has got you in a complete frenzy.
He gets a good grip on your ass and carries you until your back comes in hard contact with a cold surface. He traps you in between himself and the bedroom door, nipping the flesh at the juncture of your neck as you dig your nails into his shoulders, moaning lowly into his ear. After he's satisfied with the marks he's left on your skin, he peppers kisses along your jawline and levels his eyes with yours.
"God, you're beautiful." He finally brings his lips to yours, your breath catching in your throat as a wave of all these emotions finally come tumbling down your trembling figure.
You can feel everything in this kiss. The longing for each other's touch, the pain of being so far away for so long, the passion of finally being able to be with one another, the happiness and all the love you feel that can be expressed by this simple notion.
Your tongues dance along one another's, neither fighting for dominance but more of just synchronizing, motioning along and guiding each other throughout this pleasurable sensation. You suck the tip of his tongue, causing him to let out a low growl and bucking his hips to grind his dick against your sopping wet core.
"Mm, Wonho! God, please," You mewl, bucking your hips back into him to try and chase that feeling again to ease the pain.
"Easy, Sweetheart," He brings a hand down to where you need him most, cupping your sex as he gives it a light squeeze. You moan aloud, trying to find any kind of friction to rub against you but he keeps you still. "You're fucking drenched," He groans, taking two fingers and rubbing it along your slit, making you tremble.
"Please please please, baby, it's been so long," You attempt to grind yourself on his fingers, hoping to get one to go deeper inside you, "I need you, Wonho." Before he can respond, you snake a hand down to his cock, palming the tip before stroking his shaft. He drops his head onto your shoulder, moaning as he bucks his hips into your touch.
"You're leaking already baby, God just do it already before I come just from you moaning my name like that," You groan.
"Come as many times as you want baby, we have to make up for lost time," He pants, but nonetheless he reluctantly moves your hand from him, hoisting you up the wall once more to align your core along his cock, slowly sinking you onto him.
It felt like the world was slowly crumbling before you and you wrap your arms around his neck, trying so hard not to come just from him barely entering you.
Once you're fully settled on his dick, you rest your head against his shoulder. "Don't move yet-" Before you can finish your sentence he thrusts into you, causing you to scream and rake your nails on the milky skin of his back. "Wonho please-"
But he's not listening to you. He sets a steady pace, slowly getting faster and deeper as seconds go by. You're moaning his name like a mantra, the angle you're in allowing him to hit your spot each and every time he thrusts into you again.
"I-if you keep ahh, going like t-this, I'm not gonna last-"
"What did I tell you earlier sweetheart? Come as many times as you want. You think this is the only time you're gonna come tonight?"
He locks his arms under your thighs as he rests his hands on your ass, pounding you into the door frame so hard that the hinges are rattling. You're positive the neighbors are going to give you so much shit tomorrow for all the noise, but at this rate you don't give a fuck. You hold onto him, screaming his name at the top of your lungs as he continues to give you exactly what you've been needing this past six weeks. After one particular hard thrust that has you harshly hitting the door frame you come undone, your thighs clenching his rapid hips and your toes curling behind him. Your mouth forms an "o" but nothing comes out, your nails finding purchase in his shoulders as he helps you through your high by continuing his fast pace.
You let him know you're done by nibbling on his earlobe, peppering small kisses along his jawline before settling your lips on his. He eases into the kiss, groaning as he continues to thrust into you but at a slower pace. You can feel his legs start to wobble, so you slightly push him away before telling him to stop. "Let me down."
Before he can ask you what's wrong, you push him backwards onto the bed and climb up. You rest your hands on each of his thighs, giving them a light squeeze before lowering your mouth on his cock. He instantly grabs onto your hair, moaning your name as you sink yourself lower and lower until your nose brushes against his navel.
"Y/N, fuck!" He lightly bucks his hips into your mouth but you bring your hands to his hips to keep him still. You keep a fast pace, breathing in and out your nose as you continuously sink yourself onto him over and over again.
Wonho's clutching the sheets, begging you to go faster and faster as he whimpers a loud. "Baby, please, ahhh," He grabs your hair tighter, "Please, let me fuck your face," He whines.
You let him go with a pop, licking your lips as you stare at him on the bed. His hair is a mess, blue fringe sticking onto his forehead as his massive chest is heaving, his fingers clutching the sheets beside him as his cock is still standing, dying for a release.
"Since you asked so nicely babe." You climb over him, crawling your way up to the bed frame. He stops you in between by grabbing your hips to lap at your core, making you moan and bucking your hips into his face. He thrusts his tongue back into you, rubbing lazy circles on your clit with his thumb, groaning as he does so. You whimper at the sensation, grinding your hips further into him but immediately stop and lift yourself off of him. "No, it's your turn babe."
You flip yourself over on your back, putting your hands behind you as you sit against the bed frame. Wonho crawls towards you, getting on his knees and resting one hand on the frame and the other on his cock to guide into your mouth. You steady your breath, remembering to breathe in and out of your nose as you ready yourself for what's about to come.
He sinks himself in, groaning on top of you as he brings his other hand to the frame, hitting the back of your throat. "You okay, Sweetheart?"
You moan in approval causing him to buck his hips, then he starts fucking your face at a rapid speed. Each time he thrusts forward your nose brushes against his navel, his thighs clenching constantly as he sputters nonsense on top of you.
"Fuck, fuck, shit, ughh you're so fucking good, baby," He picks up his pace, "You have such a pretty little mouth. Fuck, god you're perfect."
Tears form at your eyes from the fast pace, his tip hitting the back of your throat each time. Thank god for no gag reflex though.
You bring a hand to fondle his balls, lightly squeezing and playing with him as you let him do whatever he wants to you.
He groans, bringing a hand to move your hair out of your face and resting his hand on your cheek. "Sweetheart, you're doing so good. Taking my dick like this, letting me fuck your face. Fuck, I don't know how lucky I am."
Wonho relentlessly thrusts in and out of your mouth, causing you to moan around him. You continue playing with his balls, bringing your hand down to your folds, allowing some of your release to coat your fingertips. Without him realizing, you slowly snake a hand behind him.
"Fuck, Y/N!" You tease his hole, lightly rubbing along the outside before slowly pushing a finger in. He stops his movements, moaning aloud as you shallowly thrust your finger in and out of his ass.
"F-fuck fuck fuck, k-keep doing that," He says, resuming his fast pace in your mouth. You thrust deeper, searching for that bundle of nerves that would have him a moaning mess. Once you hit it he yells your name aloud, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier as the seconds go by.
"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, fuck!" You press on that spot continuously, snaking a hand down to your clit as you let him reach his high. He removes himself from your mouth, using his hand to pump rigorously. Within seconds he's coming all over your chin, breasts and stomach, causing you to let go as well as you buck your hips into your hand. Wonho slowly strokes his shaft until the oversensitivity kicks in, and both of you are a panting mess.
He takes his shirt to wipe your stomach and your frame, laying you down as he hovers over you, connecting your lips once more. "I missed you so much, baby," Snuggling into your neck.
"I missed you too, Wonho," You giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck, "Welcome home."
He kisses your collarbone, nipping and sucking lightly before sliding further and further down. "I'm tired," You groaned, trying to push him away from your still sensitive core.
"Sweetheart, it's been six weeks. How many more orgasms do I have left to make up to you? 40?"
You push his face away from you, "40?! You're out of your mind!" You attempt to pull the sheets over you but he throws them off the bed instead.
He chuckles, bringing his arms to wrap around your waist. "Nope. I'm yours, Sweethear
