The drive is short back to campus, with barely any traffic on the road. They exit the car simultaneously on arrival, and hold hands again as they walk to Yeona's room. Yeona fumbles for her keys as they reach the door, giggling nervously as she tries to be quick. She eventually pulls the keys out and swiftly unlocks the door, gesturing for Jonghyun to step in before her.
They each stop to remove their shoes, and the second that Yeona stands up again, Jonghyun pulls her towards him in a kiss. This time, Yeona doesn't hold herself back, instead following the elder's lead. Her hands run through his hair, as his fingertips explore her back, first settling at her waist, and then her hips. He grips tighter to her, and a small moan escapes her mouth, resulting in one returned by him. Yeona runs her tongue along Jonghyun's bottom lip, driving him mad.
They slowly step across the room, Yeona walking backwards, still deep in their embrace, until they reach her bed at the other side. Yeona falls back onto the mattress, and Jonghyun hovers above her. She runs her nails up his back, his skin raising with goosebumps as a result of the sensation. She wants him closer, he wants her closer, but neither of them want to make the other feel pressured.
Jonghyun's t-shirt has ridden up, and Yeona makes no hesitation to feel his skin under his clothing. Their bodies connect, touching in the small area of skin between her jeans and cropped shirt, and they pull each other closer again. Yeona tries to subtly pull Jonghyun's shirt up higher without him noticing, but he definitely does.
"Are we moving too fast for you?" Jonghyun asks, taking a breath between kisses
"Not at all, not fast enough." Yeona replies
"Are you sure?" Jonghyun asks
"Yes. Are you?" she asks him
"Yes." he replies
Yeona slips her hands under his shirt, and pulls it up over his head. She tries not to stare at his body, lean, fit, muscle-clad abs, she traces them with her fingers as Jonghyun begins to kiss along her jawline and neck. His breathing heavy in her ear as he nibbles on her earlobe, a whimper escaping her mouth, Jonghyun sighing deeply in response. His hands explore her body, and he takes no time to remove her shirt too, leaving her in just her bra, her breasts spilling out over the sides of the material.
"Fuck, you're so hot." Jonghyun says
"Says you." Yeona replies
The pair are lost in each other, as clothes are stripped and thrown to the floor, leaving them in just their underwear. Jonghyun's hardness clearly outlined through the thin material, only turning Yeona on further, as she desperately pulls his body into hers. She wraps her legs around his waist, and Jonghyun kisses her harder, his tongue making its way into her mouth, tasting her, savouring every moment.
"May I?" he asks, running his fingers along the elastic of her underwear
Yeona hums in response, and Jonghyun leans back as he slowly slides her underwear down her legs. Her core revealed, he can already see how wet she is for him, and he reaches forward and runs a finger down her slit. She shivers at his touch, her body aching for more.
"Feels that good, huh?" he asks, smirking
"Mhmm..." she moans as he runs the same finger across her again
Jonghyun takes his moistened finger and sticks it inside his mouth, swirling his tongue around it to fully experience the flavour.
"Tastes that good, too." he says
Yeona reaches out to him in front of her, begging for him to come closer. Jonghyun happily obliges, as he kisses her again, she fights her way into his mouth with her tongue, tasting a hint of herself in him, and she uses her legs to bring him in closer again. Now naked, she can feel him so much more, his erection pressed against her, she involuntarily grinds against him, moaning into his mouth.
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FanfictionChildhood trauma shapes everyone differently, whether it makes you stronger, weaker or just not the same. Yeona knows all about that, having pursued dance to escape the abuse she faced at home. Now 20 years old, and in college, she is finally able t...