Straight-ish (Hwang Hyunjin Fanfic)

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Changbin started to speak but Ayako pushed a finger against his lips. She locked her eyes with his as that same finger began to draw down his chin, trailed over his jawline and followed his throat to the sweet divot between his collarbones. She placed a kiss there as she slipped her fingers down to work open the buttons on his shirt. She popped one button open and kissed his chest, then another button, and another kiss. She worked her way down his chest, pausing to admire his body for a moment. She ran her fingers over his skin, tracing her nails in indistinct patterns as she did. Scraping across one nipple, she earned a gasp and suddenly he had her wrists in his hands. "Baby. I don't know what you're after, but you're making this really fucking hard on me," he groaned, no longer looking amused.

She smiled up to him innocently, batting her lashes as she lowered her lips to his stomach, slipping her tongue from between them to trace down the center of his abs. He closed his eyes, his hands relaxing and releasing her own. Her fingers danced down his torso, resting at the button on his black jeans. He watched her intently, his stomach filled with butterflies caused by anxiety and excitement. He was starting to understand what she was after, but he was still unsure of her ultimate motive. She was making "self-control" a very difficult term to remember.

She popped open the button on his jeans, still looking up to him. Her fingers deftly led the zipper to the bottom of its track and she was presented with the scent of his arousal, so sweet, it made her mouth water. She gripped the fabric of his waistband and narrowed her eyes, smirking just a bit as she began to pull downward.

He raised his hips enough for her to remove his jeans, and to his surprise, she took his boxer briefs at the same time. He gasped as the cool air hit his heated and sensitive shaft. He was sticky with precum because of the relentless teasing she had given him. He continued to watch her, biting down on his lower lip to stop himself from trying to stop her. He was so afraid he wouldn't be able to stop himself if she did what he thought she was going to.

Sliding the denim and his underwear to the floor, she slipped them off of his feet and tossed them to the side. Now perched on her knees on the floor in front of him, she reached for his hands. He laced his fingers with hers and she helped him sit up. Once he sat up enough to see her, she began by pressing her hands to the insides of his knees, opening his legs wider. Her lips grazed over his inner thigh, her teeth delicately nibbling on the flesh as she moved higher. She turned her head to take in the taste of his other thigh while her fingers slipped up to encircle his hardness. She smiled as he moaned aloud, knowing this wasn't going to take long. He was pulsing just from the touch of her hand. She inched closer and closer to him, finally finding herself so close she could smell the precum. She turned her head toward him, pausing only to draw his eyes back to hers. As soon as his eyes settled on her, she extended her tongue and drew it from the base of his cock, all the way to the tip. He gasped, the sound quickly turning into a guttural groan. She moved languidly up his center, drawing a shiver and a hiss from him. When she reached his tip, she flicked her tongue across the eye, darting into the slit to tease even more of the sweet fluid from his body. She puckered her lips and kissed the tip of his cock, causing him to bite down on his lip. She opened her mouth, drawing her pink tongue over her lips to wet them, and hungrily sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.

Changbin groaned, his hips arching against his wishes, pressing into the warmth of her mouth. She expertly stroked his length with her lips, pressing his thickness into the roof of her mouth with her tongue. She pressed forward, taking his entire length into her open mouth. She was actually surprised she could take it all, but she loved the way he filled her mouth. As he tapped at the back of her throat, she gagged, just slightly, but breathed through it to begin drawing back upward. She drew hard on him, sucking deeply as she rose, pulling a deep moan from his lips as his fingers latched into her hair. She had him on edge in only a few minutes, simply because he was so tense and she had teased him so mercilessly tonight. She quickly worked over his cock, slipping her lips up and down his length, sucking as she came to his tip and delicately grazing her teeth over him as she pressed forward. She reached between his legs and gripped his sac, tightly holding his boys at bay. She could feel him pulsing, twitching, and the skin beginning to tighten. She closed her grip, keeping his balls from being able to suck upward into his body, prolonging his build. "Fucking fuck..." he groaned, his hips arcing into her mouth, as he tried to maintain some degree of self-control by not fully fucking her hot mouth. She released him, only to quickly take off her own shirt. She heard his whimper when she pulled off of him, letting the cool air hit his wet length. She scooped him back between her lips before the cold had time to register and began stroking him with her lips. She wrapped her fingers around his base and stroked upward, meeting her mouth, and causing a slick mess over his entire length. She felt the twitching of his thighs and felt the heat build. He began to thrust up to meet her and he growled, "Aya... I'm gonna..." She pulled off of him at that exact moment and began to stroke him furiously, backing away a short distance. His eyes popped open and he looked down to her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open, tongue flat and ready as he released all of his buildup onto her mouth, her tongue, and her chin. He watched his seed drip down her face, falling to her breasts and seeping into the lace of her bra. His mouth hung wide, as did his eyes. She closed the distance and licked him from base to tip, sucking up every bit of release he offered. She swallowed what was in her mouth and looked up to him sweetly. He swept his thumb over her chin, taking the remainder of what was there and offering it to her. She vigorously sucked it from his digit while watching his eyes. He pulled his thumb from her mouth, then lifted her up onto his lap. He looked at the sweet smile that had just done such incredibly dirty work and was dumbfounded. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue. The scent of his release hung heavy on her skin and was nearly enough to get him hard all over again.

She stood, taking his hand and leading him into the bathroom. He grabbed a washcloth and wet it down with warm water. He gently washed her face, throat, and chest of his release. He slipped off his shirt and draped it over her shoulders then led her back to her room. He tracked down his boxers and slipped them back on then slid under the quilt on her bed. She slipped off her own jeans and buttoned down his shirt then crawled in beside him. Ayako curled against his chest and purred softly as she sank into the heat of his body. "Still going to cuss about me tonight?" she asked playfully.

"God, no. Dream about you, yes. Cuss, no. I didn't know my girl had that in her," he mumbled, his voice sleepy. He was spent after such an intense orgasm and ready to wrap her in his arms and sleep. She traced designs over his bare chest as he played with her hair. Soon, she heard the softest of snores, letting her know that he was finally, truly relaxed and able to rest. She closed her eyes and followed him.