Sung Kim's POV
I stood in my kitchen, filling my arms with as many snacks as I could. Today was movie night and Damen would be home soon. I quickly shuffled as fast as my short legs could take me to my room.
Damen and I had been sharing a flat since we graduated from high school. We currently lived in London since I went to Cambridge university.
I fixed my laptop and got Netflix ready, I then fixed the snacks on my bedside table and grabbed some extras pillows for my bed. I ran to the bathroom and did a quick look over myself. I wore a large baggy tank top with Bob Marley on the front. I wore my cute black lace panties with purple trimming and my favorite black bra with light blue straps. My makeup was light with my usual winged eyeliner, hopefully that wouldn't last long.
I was fixing my hair when I heard keys unlocking the front door. I quickly ran to the hall beside the front door and waited for Damen to enter. "Kitten, I'm home." Damen entered our shared flat and placed his duffel bag beside the door. He then closed the door and looked around the room, "Kim?" I quietly tip-toed out of my hiding spot and behind Damen. Before Damen could turn around I quickly jumped on his back while yelling 'boo!' Damen jumped a little then began to laugh when he realized it was only me. "You had me for a second there." Damen laughed again as I wrapped my arms around his neck and locked my legs around his waist, "Well you don't call me kitten for nothing." Damen nodded in agreement and turned towards the hall that lead to our bedroom. I kissed his cheek and pointed in the general direction of our bedroom, "To the bedroom!" Damen turned his head and looked at me with his eyebrows raised. I looked at him and huffed with frustration, "ugh...Please" Damen smiled, "That's more like it." I rolled my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder.
Damen walked us into our room and sat me down on our bed. He then walked over to his closet and began changing into his favorite purple and black basketball shorts. I watched as he took off his shirt, admiring the small curve of his back. Simply watching him change did things to me that caused to have to cross my legs.
Once Damen was in his basketball shorts, he turned and came to our bed. I scooted to the side and under the blanket. Damen got in next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist as I set the laptop on my lap. I leant against his bare chest and played the movie. Damen and I were watching '50 shades of gray'. We hadn't gone to see it in theaters for obvious reasons. I felt a bit awkward watching the movie with Damen, especially after reading the book but he insisted, so here we were now.
The movie had gotten to some of the more vulgar sex scenes and Damen had constantly shifted beside me. I didn't think much of it besides maybe I was leaning against him in an uncomfortable way but just as I had began to sit up to change positions, Damen grabbed my waist and pulled me back against him. I turned and looked at Damen questioningly and he simply refused to look anywhere but the screen. I shrugged it off and continued to watch the movie. Not too long after, Damen began to massage small circles on my waist with his thumb. His hand slowly inched farther and farther down my thigh. When he had gotten mid thigh, he then moved his hands towards the inner side of my thighs and up towards my slightly aroused area. His hands softly brushed against my area causing me to squeeze my legs around his hand. Damen then moved two of his fingers and pressed them against my sex, rubbing small firm circles against my clit. I gasped and pressed my head back against his shoulder. Instinctively, my hand shot down to his and held his hand in place, keeping it from leaving my area. Damen moved his other hand to my thigh and stroked it up and down lightly, sending shivers throughout my body. Damen's hand moved from my clit to the waistband of my lace panties and slowly pulled them down my legs to my knees. I tried moving my legs to get them off the rest of the way but it was no use. Damen chuckled deeply in my ear, sending another wave of tingles down my spine. He then lightly touched my clit before moving down to my entrance. I moved my hand to the back of his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. Damen slowly entered a finger into my wetness and I arched my back while pulling on his hair. Once my back was back against Damen's chest, I bit my lip and closed my eyes. It hurt a bit and felt a little uncomfortable, I was still a virgin and hadn't really gone this far before. Damen bent his head down to my neck and pressed light kisses along my cheek, jaw, neck, collar bone and shoulder. I opened my eyes when I finally adjusted and placed my other hand on Damen's, "Do you want me to keep going?" Damen's voice was deep and low. I nodded, unable to speak. Damen then began to move his finger in and out of my core. I gasped with each movement and curl of his finger. After a few minutes, Damen then added another finger, "Ouch, ow, it hurts." My voice was quiet as I shifted my back against Damen's chest. The addition of his second finger hurt, a lot. Damen stopped and waited for me to adjust a bit before continuing to push slowly into me. I shifted again, "ugh fuck, it hurts." Damen then stopped and removed his second finger, "you're really tight you know?" I smiled a bit, "I am a virgin." Damen laughed a bit and continued pushing his finger in and out of my sex, curling his finger inside me every now and then. Just as I was close to my climax, Damen pulled his finger out, before I could say anything he climbed on top of me and kissed me passionately. While I was completely lost in the kiss, Damen pushed his finger into me again and I moaned into the kiss. Damen moved from kissing my lips to my neck and then chest, leaving bite marks and hickeys where my bra used to be. I once again reached my climax and dug my nails into his side while my other hand pulled at his hair. Damen moved his finger in and out of my core speedily then used his thumb to rub firm circles on my clit. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. I had finally reached my peak and Damen kissed me, keeping me from moaning loudly as I reached my high. Damen kissed my neck and chest again while I came down from my high. Once my breathing was almost back to normal, Damen lay down on his back and pulled me atop him. I straddled his waist and lay my head on his chest. "Um, I kinda gotta go take care of this." Damen gestured towards the slight bulge in his pants and I laughed before moving to lay on my back next to him. Damen left to the bathroom to care of his little problem and I put my clothes back on, trying not to get turned on by the quiet moans I heard from the bathroom.
