name: kim junmyeon
age: 26
orientation: straight
main kinks: daddy/mommy, ing [er], degrading [degrader]. humiliation, teasing, -denial, dominating, consensual abuse
black diamonds: nah
timezone: -8
password: let me fxck you

[ w r i t i n g    s t y l e    e x a m p l e  ]

Junmyeon was completely caught off guard by the actions of the female opposite of himself, Son Naeun. Her sudden aggressive nature that seemed to just pop out of nowhere – literally, nowhere was a big shock to the older male, especially as she looked like someone who was such an innocent, harmless being. Nonetheless, the atmosphere, the music – the seductive grin that was plastered upon her face that almost screamed the need for his approval – all poured into such a pool of energy that filled the room that left the two individuals alone, yet together. His eyes met hers as she confidently pushed him against the smooth leather of the couch, her body swaying side to side in such an enticing manner – almost as if she wanted to provoke the older male.
He his lips in anticipation, curious as what this was all about. Was it because his eyes had been set on her for quite the while? It was well know that Junmyeon had found Naeun to be an irresistible beauty to say the least, mentioning time after time the rather racy things he would like to do to her if he were to ever get the chance. His heart thumped along with the loud bass from the music as Naeun had raised the volume of the radio. Their eyes met almost instantly, as she squatted between his legs, teasing him – provoking him with her quiet, sensual whispers. He bit his lower lip as she with flashes of her perfect, silky skin; the pale flesh of her toned stomach almost as white as his own. 
“Can you resist touching me for a few seconds?” The words entered his ear and almost immediately, as if it were some sort of trigger – only fueled his desire to pull her right alongside himself on the couch and to explore her tight, petite body right then, right there. The temptation grew more and more as she counted off as the seconds went by. “One. Two. Three.” By this point, her fingers were wrapped around his belt, her teeth against the skin of his own neck. Who was he to try to deny himself of his own desires? Afterall, who would even last thing long with such a beautiful, goddess-like figure teasing them? He for one was unable to resist any longer, wrapping his arms around her waist as he body arched upwards against him, her chest against his own, feeling her small little, yet perky mounds press up against his toned pectoral muscles. He pulled her deep into his embrace, letting out along lust-filled breath against the crook of her neck. His heart beat more and more as he felt his internal temperature rising, feeling his mind suddenly blur as he lost himself to his own needs – his cravings for Naeun pushing him over the edge, drowning him in an endless pool of lust that only she could satisfy at this point.
Junmyeon closed his eyes, his hands holding onto her waist as his fingers dug lightly into her pelvic muscles, grounding her against his lower body. “, Naeun. You have no idea idea how much I’ve been wanting you. I’ve been admiring you for such a long time now, baby.” He swallowed his own saliva before breathing in an elongated breath, his hips moving as if they had a mind of their own; his whole entire being wanting to explore and discover her body – wanting to make contact with every inch of her that he possibly could.