GTFO

Chap 31: Sleep (4)

Smut Warning: Sum gud gud occurs 🌚🌚🌚
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Taeyong's POV

"Strip"

I felt my body tense up from his voice. The nervousness I was feeling at that moment caused my knees to grow weak.

"Do you want me to do it for you, or what?"

Shaking my head as a no, I went ahead to remove the pink shirt he had lent me.

"Do it in a sexier way, like a striptease." He was lying comfortably on his bed while observing me.

Pulling my shirt back down, I glared at his smirking face.
Leaning back on the bed, he motioned for me to go over to him.

"Why would I do that?"

"It's either that or a lapdance, I don't know, it's your choice."
The fuck?

"I'm not gonna do either. I'm not a fucking stripper."

"I know."

".. Yeah."

"But, you're still gonna have to do it or else who knows how rough I'll be going with you."
He got up from the bed and walked towards me while taking off his shirt.

I felt my heart jump out of my chest when his bare chest came into contact with my clothed one. He had his hand pressing up against my back, pushing my body towards his. His face was inches above mine and his lips were ghosting on mine.

"I'll give you a third option."

"W-what?" My breathing had gone uneven from the sudden contact and was no longer under my control.

"Lie down and I'll explore you myself."

"No way, you're not doing that."

"Then, how do you want us to start?"

"Just.. sit down. I'll do it, myself."

"Oh? What are you gonna do?" He asked as his lips curled up into a teasing smile.

Fuck this guy, I can't be this nervous around him, I barely know him.

Gathering as much courage as I could, I loosening his grip from around me and pushed him towards his bed.

He was biting his bottom lip as he sat down and pulled me onto his lap, facing him. My face was heating up as I tried to ignore his piercing stare.

"Go on." He placed his hands on my hips as he pushed and pulled onto them, causing me to grind on him.

With his hands still moving, I slipped off my shirt while giving him the coldest look I could muster at that moment, all while trying not to let my voice out.

Throwing my shirt to the side, I placed my hands on his shoulders and grabbed his lower lip with my teeth. His grinding stopped and I took it as a signal for me to start my "show".

Cupping his jaw with my hands, I placed soft pecks on his lips, which caused him to frown.
His member was getting harder and harder below me as I continued placing the smallest kisses on his hungry self.
Rubbing the tip of his rock-hard member through his pants with my thumb, I moved my lips onto his neck before sucking.
He groaned and threw his head back as he continued frowning at me with frustration.

Getting up from that position, I stood infront of the bed, facing away from him to remove my pants.

He had gotten off from the bed too and stood behind me to remove his own pants.