SEX & SINS. [KTH]

02 | CHAPTER TWO

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DOWN THE MIDDLE /
LUCIAN FT. KID COYOTE

The bedroom lights are off, but the darkness does nothing to mask the short, rapid breaths and wet noises filling the room.

This wasn't what Suhwa had in mind when she muttered about needing some "stress relief" to her husband upon arriving home from work. A simple back massage would've done the trick, but Yoongi's notorious for having more excellent ideas up his sleeves. And who is Suhwa to complain? Being whisked away by work most of the time rid her from any kind of pleasure as she would always be winded by the time she arrives home. Doesn't remember the last time she felt utter bliss from being touched like this.

And it's funny how this is the most attention Yoongi has given her all week.

Having dated for six years and married for two really gives them an upper hand in certain situations. For this instance, Yoongi is familiar with every inch and crevice of her body. He knows what makes her tick, knows how to make her feel good and knows that she loves having a pair of lips on her heat just as much as having him inside her.

Suhwa bites down on her bottom lip––hard––as Yoongi continues to suck on her core, her hands grabbing a fistful of his hair when he suddenly slides a finger in without warning. She can already feel beads of sweat trickling down her temple despite the AC being on. Nothing can stop the groan from escaping her mouth after he adds another finger, stretching out her walls good just like he always does.

And yet, even amidst the lewdness of it all, Suhwa feels guilty because she doesn't know if she missed the intimacy with her husband, her husband, or just the intimacy.

Perhaps it has something to do with the several glasses of expensive wine she had prior to the bedroom or her clouded state of mind as it always is after a long week of work. But whatever it is, Suhwa chooses to ignore it, throws the thought away into the pile of least important priorities in her mind.

"You're so slow," Suhwa manages to croak amidst her frantic breaths. She can't see his face, but she can feel the smirk on his lips. Regrets ever opening her mouth because he ends up stopping everything he's doing.

"Is that how you want it then? Fast and hard?" Yoongi murmurs with that low and raspy voice of his. Suhwa hears a zipper being pulled down. She didn't even know he still had his pants on.

"At the rate you're going, I'm pretty sure I'll fall asleep before you even do anything else."

A sudden change in position has them both sitting up, Suhwa sitting on his lap with both hands placed on his shoulders. His touch on her skin feels so familiar that the rush her body feels every time he ghosts his fingers along her skin is almost not there anymore.

Things move quickly from that point onward. Yoongi keeps his hands on her hips, nails digging into her delicate flesh as she lowers herself down and lets him fill her hollow. Doesn't take long for her to adjust to the pressure and start grinding, brings herself up and down and moaning every time he hits her good. She loves this. Loves having her naked body pressed against another, the tightness in her chest, and the feeling of wanting to commit every other sin known to mankind. But Yoongi never really lets her have the fun in things for too long because soon, a single shove has Suhwa falling back onto the mattress. Can't really complain, not when his thrusts are giving her exactly what she needs, exactly what her body has been craving.

"Suhwa––"

"Shut up."

She forgets about the calls she needs to return, emails she needs to send, and decisions she needs to make. She focuses on how her walls clench even harder with every passing second of her husband fucking her like it's their honeymoon again. Sensual noises, the creaks of the bed, and strings of profanities are all that decorate the bedroom they've shared for years. Nothing but open-mouthed kisses on her neck and nails digging crescents into his skin, her arching her back as she feels the knot in her stomach tighten. Doesn't even think about the fact that things haven't been romantic between them lately.