𝘎𝘰𝘵7 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 ⛓

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐁𝐚𝐦𝐁𝐚𝐦

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 🔞
-
The lights were dim, creating shadows that flittered across the faces of everyone dancing in the room as the music pulsed through the room. Sweat collected on your forehead as you moved your body to the rhythm, looking into the eyes of your partner. Bambam smiled brightly twisting his hips and moving back and forth. Doing the cha cha really fit him, especially since he was wearing a lace shirt and tight leather pants.
When Bambam had first suggested going out Latin dancing, you were a little hesitant. You enjoyed dancing and everything, but you had never learned how to tango or cha cha or any of that fancy footwork. Bambam, however, insisted on going, leaning in and whispering in your ear, "I'll teach you how to tango." That's when you were done for. How could you possibly say no to that when your boyfriend had made his voice all low and deep? You wanted him to teach you how to tango in every way possible.
"You're not doing it right," Bambam said, dancing closer to you.
"But I'm moving my feet, just like you said."
Bambam slid his hands onto your hips and moved even closer, his hot breath hitting your ear. "You have to move your hips more." His fingers dug into your skin, and he encouraged you to move your hips back and forth slowly.
You dipped your hips a little lower and moved them slower. "Like that?"
Bambam bit his lip and moved forward a little, pressing his crotch against you. You could feel his hardness poking through the layers of clothes, and suddenly, the room felt ten times hotter. Wrapping your arms around Bambam, you pressed your body against his, and he pulled you even closer. In that moment, your bodies seemed to mold together, and as your hips swayed back and forth, pressing against Bambam's. There was only one thing you could think about in that moment.
The rest of the room seemed to disappear, and the only feeling you were aware of was the slight friction in your pants, making your entire body tingle. "Bambam," you whispered, barely able to breathe.
"Yes, my love?" Bambam looked down at you with his soft bedroom eyes, and you could only look at his plush lips and imagine exactly where you wanted them.
"It's really hot in here." Your head grew cloudy with dark thoughts.
"Then why don't we get out of here and find something to cool us down with? I know just the treat." Bambam grabbed your hand and started pulling you out of the ballroom, before you could say anything. You wanted to object; you didn't want to cool down. You wanted to get so hot and sweaty with Bambam that you hit your breaking point.
Bambam pulled you towards the car, but when he saw the disappointment on your face, he pulled you into him and turned you around, so you were pressed against the car. "Don't worry. The fun isn't over quite yet." Leaning down, he kissed you as his hand sank to your lower back. Just as you were ready to deepen the kiss, Bambam pulled away and headed to the driver's seat, leaving you even more flustered than before.
"Get in," Bambam ordered, opening his door, and you hopped into the passenger seat. The ride back to Bambam's apartment was unusually quiet. Usually the two of you were chatter boxes, yapping away every second you were in the car, but right now you were too focused on the aching in your core to come up with conversation material. Maybe you really did need a cold shower to clear your mind a little.
After Bambam parked, he hurried around the car, so he could open your door for you. He offered you his hand, and the moment you took it, he was dragging you back to his place. "What's the hurry?" you asked, a little surprised.
Once you reached the door, Bambam turned around and smirked at you. "I'm just excited."
You couldn't help but giggle at Bambam's cuteness, especially since he was wearing something so scandalous. "Excited for what?"
Bambam licked his bottom lip. "You'll see." He continued unlocking the door, and you followed him into his apartment, which was a nice change of pace from the dance club. Swaying your hips with Bambam had been fun, but you were thrilled for the privacy. Bambam walked into his place like he owned it, and you shut the door quietly behind you.
"So what's this cool treat?" you asked, speaking a little louder since Bambam was already in the kitchen. You found a place to set your stuff down, kicking off your heels and hanging your jacket by the door, and then you made your way to the kitchen.
Bambam bounced from the entry way holding a container of gelato and two spoons. "This should cool you down plenty."
You pursed your lips, debating how you felt about the delicious treat. You loved gelato, but you were in the mood for something a little different.
Bambam frowned. "Is this not okay? I thought you liked gelato."
"No, no, no, I do like it," you said, feeling guilty with Bambam's adorable pouty face.
"But..." Bambam said, waiting for you to finish your thought.
"But, I didn't exactly want to cool down right now." Biting your lip, you looked up at Bambam with your large, doe eyes.
"I know." A naughty look replaced Bambam's cuteness, making your core throb for his affection again. "I had a special plan for this ice cream. Follow me." Bambam strutted towards his bedroom, and you quickly follow, excited for whatever Bambam had planned.
When you reached the bedroom, you waited for Bambam's cue. He placed the ice cream down and slithered behind you. He brushed your hair off your shoulders, tickling your neck with his light touch. His fingers found your zipper and slowly pulled it down your body, stopping only when he reached your lower back. Dragging his hands back up your body, his fingers slipped under your sleeves, and he pulled your dress off you. The material dropped to the floor and the cool air hit your exposed body.
Bambam pressed his body against your back, and you could feel that he had already taken off his shirt. You were a little surprised he had stripped so quickly, but you forgot about that when his lips tickled your neck and his hands moved around to your front. He grabbed your breasts and started massaging them. His thumbs brushed your nipples, and the skin around them tightened. "Your boobs are so amazing," he whispered against your neck.
You giggled with Bambam's compliment. It made you feel good, but you felt a little embarrassed about it at the same time. Bambam released your chest, and his hands moved to your back. He fumbled with your bra clasp for a moment and then finally released your breasts. He didn't hesitate to hook his fingers in your underwear and slid them down your legs.
He pulled you back against him and rubbed his crotch against your butt, while his fingers massaged your inner thighs. He brushed your core, feeling how wet your already were, and his touch made you gasp. Your body ached for more, and you didn't want to wait any longer. "Get on the bed," Bambam whispered to your relief.
You jumped onto to the bed way too excited, so you ended up bouncing a little, before getting comfortable. You rested your arms above your head and waited for Bambam to get ready. He shimmied out of his pants and underwear, before grabbing the ice cream and jumping onto the bed next to you.
Bambam straddled you, leaned down, and kissed you. When he pulled away, you watched him patiently to see what he would do next, because you didn't mind giving him full control over the situation. Bambam pried the lid off the gelato and then stuck a spoon into the frozen cream. He mixed it around a little, making it more of a creamy mixture, instead of a giant frozen blog. Once it was satisfactory, he took a little spoonful and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm, this taste so good." He licked the spoon, dragging his tongue along the plastic. Your mind dripped into naughty places, imaging Bambam's tongue running all along you and licking you clean. "Do you know what would make this taste even better?" You shook your head. "If I was licking it off you instead."
Bambam took another spoonful, and this time he let the gelato slip off the plastic and onto your body, landing right between your breats. You shivered as the cold food hit your body, and you squeaked from the shock. Goosebumps quickly covered your chest, and your nipples hardened from the chill. Before you got too cold, Bambam leaned forward and dragged his tongue between your breasts, lapping up the sweet goodness.
Bambam continued licking you, making sure to get every molecule of gelato that fell onto your body. Even after he finished cleaning up your chest, he continued licking and kissing your soft skin, taking away the goosebumps from your body. Your nipples, on the other hand, stayed erect as Bambam stimulated your body. His fingers alternated between tracing your soft skin and massaging your mounds. Between that and what his mouth was doing to you, you were already dripping with anticipation.
"I love your boobs so much," Bambam said, alternating between kissing each nipple. "They are just so perfect." He squeezed your boobs together and stuck his face in between them.
"Bambam," you giggled.
Bambam suddenly looked up at you with a dark desire. "Push your chest together for me."
"Okay," you said, following Bambam's orders.
He reached down and pumped himself a few times making himself nice and hard. Then he readjusted himself, so he was sitting right below your chest. You were just grateful he was so tiny, because otherwise you would've had a tough time breathing. Bambam grabbed the head board and started rocking his hips back and forth. His cock slid in between your chest, and his grunts started filling the room.
The longer he thrusted into your breasts, the higher his voice became, and soon he was moaning loudly. If he kept going at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he came. Looking up at Bambam's sex face drove you crazy. "Your breasts are so fucking hot!" Bambam stopped moving suddenly and just stayed on top of you, breathing heavily and trying to pull himself together so he could continue.
After a moment, Bambam lowered himself down your body and kissed your lips. "Do you want to taste the gelato off me now?"
"I just want you already," you said, grabbing Bambam's shoulders and pulling him into a deeper kiss. Gelato would have been fun to play with a little more, but your body had been ready for Bambam since before you left the club, so you didn't want to wait any longer.
Bambam adjusted his hips, completely okay with not waiting any longer since he was just as ready as you were. His member slipped into your slit, but he didn't completely enter you yet. Instead, his cock slid over your arousal, rubbing your throbbing clit and making you moan. You craned your neck back, letting out a loud moan from Bambam's touch, and he couldn't stand the sounds coming out of your mouth. He needed more from you already.
He slipped inside of you, stretching you out and making you moan even more. He pressed his hands next to your head and stared down into your eyes as he moved back and forth. You wrapped your arms around Bambam's neck, bringing him closer to your body. He dug his face into the crook of your neck and kissed you a little, but he was more focused on increasing his speed.
Your body tingled as Bambam brought you closer to your edge, and it wasn't long before your walls throbbed around Bambam's cock, helping him reach his own orgasm. He continued thrusting a few times, before he stopped moving for a moment, and then he rolled to your side. Your chests heaved up and down as you caught your breaths.
"We should go Latin dancing more often," you said, almost ready for another round.
"We should play with our food more often, too," Bambam said, giggling as his snuggled closer to you.