Cityscapes (Jumin Han x OC)

Chapter 38

The whole day, Jumin had spent roaming the plane making phone calls and texting who I can only assume is the RFA. All I could think to do was bond with Elizabeth, and do some extra work for my return.

As night fell on the plane, everything fell silent. Elizabeth had fallen asleep, the phone calls and texts had stopped, and the stewardesses had stopped checking in. Even Jumin's overprotective bodyguards had decided to head off to bed. Save for the pilot or copilot, it wouldn't be hard to believe Jumin and I were the only two awake.

Jumin and I headed back to the bedroom for bed. He took my hand and led me back there. I didn't say a single word, just as he hadn't, outstretching his hand. He helped me remove my blazer and stared at me.

"What?" I whispered. He took off his own suit jacket slowly, revealing his black vest and white button-down that he always donned. He removed his tie very deliberately, and then he began to stare at me again.

"Jumin?" I whispered.

"Did...you want to change somewhere else? Or...would you rather...in here?" Jumin offered. I could hear the shakiness in his voice, but couldn't see his face very well. The bedroom, unlike Jumin's penthouse, has very little lighting, and except for a couple of small bulbs by the bed frame, it was pitch black. The lights were just bright enough to make Jumin look as though he were lit by bedside candles instead of lights.

"I'll change in here. If that's alright with you?" I asked. He nodded. To my surprise, Jumin just left the clothes that were taken off before be sprawled across the floor. I began to unbutton my button down when he leaned forward grabbing my shoulders. He gently kissed me and moved around kissing my neck and my now exposed collarbone.

"Jumin?" I asked, quietly, since I was now enthralled with what was happening.

"Yes?" He asked, pulling back slightly but keeping his hands on my waist.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked, softly.

"I don't want to go too far. I don't want to take you to bed quite yet. But...I would like to...well...let's see where it goes, shall we?"

"Yes," I responded. He leaned in again kissing closer to my ear, but slowly moving one of his hands down, and the other up towards my chest. He slowly began to unbutton my shirt, and slowly my hands found his. Together, we undressed.

Few times before I had I felt so good about my compulsion to wear matching underwear. Jumin took a step back just to look at me. I watched as his eyes caressed every part of me from my calves to my shoulder blades.

Little does he know, I have the same appreciation for his physique. His height was only emphasized by his wide and muscular shoulders, firmly set on a torso so fit I could see his abs. I'm slim, and I like to run...but I'm certainly not as athletic as him. He must've noticed I felt self-conscious.

"You're beautiful," he whispered.

"Thank you," I answered shyly. Jumin's hand reached towards my bra, slipping off one of the straps. He kissed my neck as he slipped off the other, and I couldn't help but grab at his hips. I could feel as his hands drifted to my back. Feeling his hands on my bare skin was shockingly exciting. I couldn't help but feel a small amount of joy as he fumbled with the bra hooks, but nevertheless, let it come undone seductively and elegantly.

He threw the bra behind him with no care as he began to kiss my chest. As he slowly moved to my stomach, he suddenly picked up by my legs and threw me onto the bed.

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"We're about to land," Jumin whispered in my ear.

"Oh?" I whispered back, having barely slept last night. While Jumin and I didn't have sex per se, many...many more things did happen last night.