There's nothing like Jaehyun. Not even close. And he leaves you with no room for doubt, proving countless of times that there will never be anyone else that would be good enough for you.
Jaehyun, who smells of fabric softener, who belongs to the world, drips of sex and something mild - insatiable.
Always taking from you.
His hands never leave you when he drinks in the curves of your body with every searching touch. The slow way they trailed down to your waist - down to your hips left you intoxicated.
It was addicting - the way Jaehyun touched you like he was trying to commit every inch of you to memory.
Your lips are always left swollen, pink and pleading for even the slightest bit more, his teeth biting at its bottom until they're tender. He loves the way they part, giving way for a moan to bubble up from your throat in the shape of his name.
The way your body relaxed and tensed - so responsive for him - only for him.
Jaehyun worshipped you like you were sacred and as if the things you both did were virtuous and made you divine. But that couldn't be farther from the truth and you were happy for it.
It gave way to moments like this:
The dimness of the room has you wondering whether Jaehyun could see anything other than your figure at the door. The lamp emitting faint light beside him barely lit his features, dark and carefully angled towards you.
He sat on the opposite side of the room, a few paces with the bed between you two. Drawing in a shaky breath, the tension felt so thick with anticipation, it made it hard for you to breathe.
"Come here."
The command comes out low, sending electricity down to your core at how irresistible two words could be. You obey without a word, feet barely making a sound against the carpet.
Satisfaction grips you warm at the stomach hearing Jaehyun inhale sharply, your knees making contact with the bed frame. You're close enough for him to see the lace lingerie hugging you, a sinful black that almost mimicked how dark his eyes grew.
Instead of walking around the bed to get to him, you climb onto it on all fours. Jaehyun groans and bites his bottom lip at the sight of you crawling towards him, fingers twitching on the armrests, knuckles white at the edge.
"Jaehyun." His name comes out hot and heavy when you finally reach him, he could barely contain himself when you move to straddle your legs around his.
You can see them now. The ropes tied around his wrists and around the chair's arm that restrained his movement. His legs are bound too, nicely left spread apart and ready for you.
It was your idea. The growing need to have your boyfriend fully at your mercy, unable to control the pace, unable to touch you like he wanted. It made you feel powerful thinking about him begging for even a taste, not unlike the many times you've done before.
"Angel," He replies and the hot breath against your cheeks has you licking your lips. "Where have you been hiding this?" And you knew that if his hands weren't bound, he'd stretch and snap your lace panties back onto your skin.
You leave his question unanswered, sliding your hands over his clothed chest til they locked around his shoulders. Your head leans closer to his so that your lips were just a breath away, watching as his gaze slides from your body up to your mouth then to your half-lidded eyes.
The kiss is quick, your wet lips slotting easily against his and he tries to follow you when you lean back. He lets out a small groan that dies in his throat when your hips begin to lower. The breathless pants fan your neck, leaning into him when your clothed pussy rubs him teasingly over his boxers.
