✯ㅤhyunwoo。

@ⓒ jisung k。❝kiji yeah? let me help you with that-- /strikes a debonair grin before wandering off into the bathroom to retrieve a towel. here, I'll dry your hair. /perching myself upon the bed just in front of you, i drape the article over your crown before beginning to towel dry your wet strands. you smell, really good--

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。ᴴ it was great. /lifting myself up from the sheets/was a little to lazy to dry off/grins sheepishly at you/

@ⓒ jisung k。❝kiji /leisurely saunters in, eyes widening for no more than a fraction of a second at the sight presented to me before i found myself striding over to the bed. ji -- how was the shower?

/lays in woo's bed and wet after my shower/

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 ✓ⓣ mina o。 1 week ago Reply
@hyunwoo k。 the room she was in was to die for. high walls, and matching bedsheets, color coordination that screams meticulous pondering. beautiful. her fingers sweep along the furry blanket that lays tastefully at the corner, her lips drawn into a whispered, puckered whistle. her intentions were to pop out behind a couch and yell 'surprise!', but she had clearly picked the wrong window. her nails clip into her leggings as she curls her fingers at the waistband, shimmying her legs and lifting the black leggings up a bit higher. perfect. next was the disarray of hair - she pauses, staring at a mirror, and reaches up to undo her hair, but it was the sound that beat her movements to anything. her body freezes and her eyes dart down, wide-eyed reflection staring back at her. her skin is ice, mottled with flecks of red and pink, like a speckled tapestry, only consumed with fear. consumed with a warbled, breathy, 'oh, no' that leaves her. she never made plans for this. mina gulps, attempting to act quickly, as she hears the dogs freak out, and bark, and howl. she did the one thing she could think of - now, you would think, 'go back out the window'. oh, no. when struck with such terror, the mind only thinks of immediate places to hide, as in, what you see in front of you.- she runs into the bathroom. squeezing herself next to the toilet and putting her hands over her ears, she didn't know when tears had started to spill from her eyes. all that she did know was that she was stupid. this was a stupid idea. she was going to be eaten by nine dogs. not ten, because gail, but nine was frightening enough.

@ⓒ jisung k。❝kiji , jisung-- /his voice had fallen to low timbres of baritone, a growl resonating from deep within his chest as his pupils dilated ravenously at the sight of the others building desperation. hyunwoo snarled as jisung's nails dug into his flesh, his muscles flexing on reflex as a result. -- if you're gonna be like this-- /the others behavior struck a nerve in him he didn't know existed. ripping his frame away from jisungs, the taller grabbed the other by his wrists, effectively halting jisung from touching himself any further in the process by raising them over his head and slipping off the article of clothing and carelessly disposing it to the floor, all in one swift movement. pinning both of his hands against the windshield of the car with one hand, he met the others gaze with lust and ecstasy brimming within his own. leaning over, he nudged his knee in between the olders legs, his frame now looming over jisungs. who said you could touch yourself, hyung? /he queried, tone dark. his free hand trailed southwards, tracing around jisungs navel before the back of his fingertips scraped along his upper body at a painstakingly slow pace, only the pad of his index finger to find and press against the others dusky bud, tweaking it not too soon after. all the while, his eyes never left the man beneath him.

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 /he shamelessly buttoned his pants/ it's ing hot /his fingertips running over the thin white fabric, hissing out in pleasure as the other's hands violated the heated flesh/ just take it off--/the feeling of the clothing rubbing up against his fiery body irritated him to no end as he sat back against the hood of the car. one of his hand shoved down into this white boxer briefs while the other's dug into hyunwoo's flesh, showing his sudden desperation/ god dammit it--all that didn't help--!

@ⓒ jisung k。❝kiji /he in a small breath of air as the silent intensity of the shorters words effectively leave him speechless. , if you knew just how much i'm holding myself back jisung-- /he could feel the heat coiling within the pits of his stomach as he took a brazen step forward, fingers looping around the others belt buckles as he tugs jisung's form forward. but if that's what you want, i'll touch you-- in a way you'll forget you've ever been touched by anyone else before me. /the final statement falls from his lips in a low growl, as he backs the other up against the car, hands slipping past the hem of the others shirt without as much as a trace of inhibition whilst his fingers caress and splay across the wide expanse of alabaster concealed beneath.

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 /he glanced around the garage/ i'm needy as . i don't want to but i really want you to touch me. i'm so hard thinking about --it's not even ing funny

@ⓒ jisung k。❝kiji /after a considerably short ride, he brings his car to a halt right in front of his abode before parking the vehicle and helping the other out of the passenger seat. well, we're here. /flashing jisung a tender smile, he locks the vehicle behind them with a press of a button.

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen ᴴ With a chest heaving up and down quite consistently, a sharp breath was in upon the feeling of his fingers entering her, her walls snugly welcoming them in. It was uncomfortable for a moment, considering it had been-- it had been a while since anyone had touched her as he was doing. Yet, the moment that their lips ever so passionately met once more, a rush of love and pleasure hit upon her body. Each and every part of it-- emotions included.

Her fingers were still tangled within his darkened locks, lips melting upon lips for what seemed like a decade. If only she could stop the time... she'd soak within this moment for- for forever. She'd pull back and trace each feature of him, kiss every single centimeter of his body and murmur quiet proclamations of love for him while placing butterfly kisses upon his scars. They were scars of the unknown, yet they were the scars of her man-- scars of his battles and a reminder that he made it through, no matter what it was. She'd lay her head back and stare into the pool of his honey swirled orbs, one that shined as if they were two separate galaxies and made her feel as if... she was a star within his universe. If she could stop the time within this one moment, she's sing him the long forgotten song of the Beatles, "Something," a song with such lyrical simplicity that held the capabilities to possibly give him just a taste of the love that she held for him.

The silkened sheets felt as if they were clouds beneath her gliding feet, knee's moving along with the sweet arch of her back. The arch that leaned into the kisses applied by her lover, his lips pressed upon her body in so many different parts, yet each part of herself wanted - no - needed him.

His sweet declarations of love for Selena had her heart swelling beyond the capabilities that she'd ever be able to imagine, reminding her that she'd once dreamed about being in this position. The dream had always been so clear, to feel wanted and needed and loved-- yet it was always so far away. Always such a stretch away from the tips of her fingertips. Perhaps it had gotten to the point where she figured, what's the point in trying? Looking back she'd always thought, no.. someone /had/ to have loved me. There had to be.. /someone/, right? Wrong. It was why everything felt so foreign, why things felt so new and terrifying yet beautiful.

"I love you, I -- no, I can never be too-- too perfect for you, i'm.. i'm perfect for you, just like you are for me. perfect for-- ," It was embarrassing how she was such a stuttering mess, how she was giving her all to him in such a vulnerable way. Her mind was completely hazed, unable to think of anything other than him and how they picked such a way to express the love that they felt for each other.

As the moments went on and on, the closer to the edge she seemed to get. The pool within the pit of her stomach seemed to be growing, walls tightening upon the space where his fingers had disappeared from. Her body wasn't left disappointed for long, not when the warmth of his tongue returned over and over again. By now, her upper body was propped upwards upon one of her elbows that seemed to sink into the mattress. One of her hands returned to his hair, gripping upon it just the slightest as her free hand desperately gripped onto one of her s roughly. ", i'm so close- Just keep--" Her words were stuck within , a throat clearly exposed while her head fell back.

Soon, a wave of her own seemed to crash upon the shore of her body, limbs trembling while her upper body collapsed upon the top of the mattress; her body flushed and tinted a softened peach color while her chest raised and fell in quick motions.

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen ᴴ silvery beams of moonlight filtered through the gaps within the drapery that fluttered against the midnight breeze, flooding the room with a light source of illumination via the open windows (read: which he couldn't bring himself to close since a few nights prior). hyunwoo couldn't help but compare the night with his own state of mind, where his insides were in a chaotic turmoil, in a disastrous mess even he himself couldn't control. something was bothering him, something incomprehensible was hurting him inexplicably. something ached inside him, something felt so wrong, so invalid and so out of place, but he couldn't tell what. nevertheless, some part of him felt as if he'd known before, just not anymore.

whether it was due to the excessive consumption of alcohol or drugs, he didn't know, but what he did know was that no matter how relentlessly he tried to pinpoint the cause for this unexplained pain, he always failed, miserably at that. he fought desperately, to reason this unbearable burning but couldn't find any, and whenever he tried, the sharpest of pains would lance through his head until he'd be reduced to nothing but a disarray, flashing spots conquering his disoriented vision following every fruitless attempt at not only deciphering himself but also keeping whatever sanity he had left in him intact. at some point in time, he grew so exhausted that he stopped trying altogether, he refused to stop relying on his multiple means of temporary escape to numb the pain however, even if it meant his suffering ceased for no less than a few seconds.

his complexion was ghastly pale -- his natural, bronze tinted skin sinking in tone to something lifeless. his luminescent pair of cerulean orbs had long lost their luster, only to be frozen over like the surface of a winter puddle, robbing them of their usual warmth and iridescence. the soothing fragrance of vanilla and cocoa had been overwhelmed, blighted by the stench of smoke, alcohol and drugs to such an extent that the air felt heavy with every strained inhale, both literally and metaphorically. the duvet shielded him from the colds dastardly talons as he lifelessly laid in a pool of multicolored pills he couldn't care to name, the remnants of a blunt tucked between his index and middle finger where his arm hung off the bed gracelessly.

“Woo.” jongdae's voice was hardly audible, and he was actually rendered unable to familiarize the other save for an animalistic instinct where he realized there was additional presence. a strained groan was all that left him in response, the most subtle and wordless 'help' he'd ever be able to muster in his calamitous state.

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 Jongdae’s never been in Hyunwoo’s room - not in the way many others have been in it. He’s seen inside it, those morning where he wakes the trainee up and makes sure he’s up after his alarm goes off at such ungodly hours. But the point is, the boy’s never been in this room, and he feels his hands go clammy in nothing but worry.

Or could it be slight fear?

The stench reaches all the way into the hallway, and the food from last night is still untouched, on the plate. Jongdae’s stomach churns as shaky hands knock on the door - once, twice, loud. He’s certain, so certian, that Hyunwoo is there. There’s no other place where he’d be. Again, he knocks, and again, no response.

It worries him, what he knows he’ll expect - he’s smelled this before. The familiar stench of drugs and alcohol, a memory he’s tried so hard to forget he’s ever been a part of, but too persistent and ready to trigger his own past demons. With a swallow, the elder finds enough valor to gently crack open the door, and he in a deep breath at not just the smell, the sight.

His room is a pig sty: So many bottles and cans everywhere, cigarette butts carelessly thrown across the wooden panels of floor. And the boy, in bed, sheets wrapped around his slim body, unmoving.

“Woo.”

@ⓝ selena g。 The boy couldn’t help the smug chuckle that escaped his lips at her breathless words. His kisses trailed off to the skin right above her sensitivity once more, kissing up her abdomen as his fingers worked their way inside of her and - goodness. “You’re so - so tight and warm, Sel,” he gasped, nipping at the soft skin of her abdomen, free hand holding the thigh of her leg that rested snuggly over his shoulder. Jongdae pulled himsefl up her body to give her a wet kiss, tongue darting out and asking for permission, which he was granted to.

As he kissed her, endlessly so, he ed his pointer and middle finger inside her, curling them in hopes of finding her sweet spot. It was a bit tough, but he managed to place his thumb right above her , circling the bud of nerves in an eight-motion. “Tell me,” he began, lips sealed against her own still. “If I do anything you don’t like, baby girl.”

Despite how assertive he was being to, hopefully, remind her that if she fell and came undone he would pick her up and put her back together - despite him taking the lead in such an unusual matter, he was nervous. Beyond belief. Jongdae has never loved someone - at least he doesn’t remember ever being with someone and thinking he loved them, not the way he does for the woman underneath him.

He was uncertain - a bit terrified - of what to do with the bubbling emotions in his chest, wanting to burst from his heart at the simple sight of her. The first time she ever touched him, let alone kissed him, he felt like he had found a new found purpose - one that involved her being inexplicably happy, for as long as he was alive to be next to her. If a god was up there, then Jongdae was forgiven, at least this once. He’s a hell bound man, and he didn’t deserve such a blessing like Selena. And it terrified him, so much.

Brown, brown eyes find her own, his fingers frantic, his ears enjoying the soft sounds coming from her swollen lips. And his heart, thumping uncontrollably, was about to explode. And he’d be a happy man through it all.

“I love you, so much,” he muttered between each kiss he left down the column of her neck. “I love all of you,” he continued between kisses, over her , one of her hands that he brought to his lips carefully, and back to her pink tiers. “You’re too perfect… for me,” he complimented her, eyes burning.

Without breaking his eye contact with her, Jongdae’s lips traveled back down her body, kissing every dip her form had to offer. Slowly, he removed his fingers from her dripping core, and replaced it with his tongue. A groan escaped him, her taste unlike anything he’s ever experienced - in a really, really good way. His wet fingers worked on the fold of her nether lips and pressed ever so lightly at her . “Are you - close?”

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 after a long day of work and chasing suspects, i finally find the time to release my own emotional trauma--tonight with kim hyunwoo, pups, "candy," and games at his place. finally after much contemplation, a plastic sack beginning to bite into his slim wrist due to the weight where both board games--battleship and clue junior, mainly--as well as a sack of halloween kit kats. wearing the jacket of my police suit yet casual clothes underneath due to the crisp weather, i stand in front of the police station nearest to your place.

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen ᴴ Selena-- she liked to believe that she'd experienced love before. That before her twenty second birthday, she'd experienced some kind of love or want from at least /somebody/. Though, if you were to ask anybody from her hometown, they'd call her delusional. Crazy, even. Who would possibly want somebody like her, right? Even though her father was a person that'd left her behind, she had to blanket the reality for her to stay sane, for her to-- get through her life properly. But all of that was so wrong, because this was the first time within her life that she'd ever felt loved, wanted even. After years of being so convinced that it wasn't real, or that it hurt more than it did good-- she'd never been so happy to be so wrong in her entire life.

The sweet, sweet groan that slipped between his swollen tiers seemed to be a symphonic orchestra that she'd never knew she needed to hear. Her eyes followed while he hovered above her, breathing out a soft sigh as their hips collided. "Then take me," She could only whisper in return, eyes swimming within the endless pool of his honey swirled orbs. It was a pool that she'd happily swim in forever, yet just as quick as he was above her, he seemed to disappear from her gaze just as fast, maybe even quicker.

She had to be high, off of what? Selena had no idea. Her mind was lacking it's job of processing whichever movement was going on, yet followed so easily. Her hips raised in order for the article of clothing to be removed, and inwardly she wondered how the hell she was staying so calm? Of course, she probably looked as if she'd gotten some kind of bad sunburn on her face as she kept - embarrassingly, may i add - flushing.

Her upper body was now perked upon her elbows, chocolate brown locks messily cascading down her back before falling and resting upon the now untidy sheets, eyes following each kiss laid upon her skin. How he treated her, how he looked at her-- she felt like she was settled upon the top of the world. With her stomach knotting up, the mere whisper of her name was the only thing that could her into the reality of this situation. After processing his question long after needed, she could only breathe out a soft "Yes," while the nerves flooded and flooded her system.

Here she was, giving him everything she could ever offer. Her body, her soul and her heart. Her fingers clutched the sheets beneath them as her heart thudded against her rib cage violently, the tips of her ears heating up along with her cheeks and her chest. Her lips parted as she began to somewhat prepare for a response, yet before she could, her head had already fallen back. It was such a light motion of contact, yet it did so much. Her teeth were already tugging upon her lower tier, head raising once more to watch him while her fingers tangled within his hair. ", Jongdae-" She breathed out, almost within a moan -- doing as much as she could to keep her hips in place.

"God, you're going to be the death of me in so many ways," Selena murmured beneath her own breath, making a mental note while wondering how someone could look so incredibly y between the pair of her own thighs. One of her legs manage to extend past his shoulder, the other resting upon the other shoulder before she released a softened moan, silently asking him for more without any words needing to be spoken.

@ⓝ selena g。 If Jongdae was the earth, then Selena was a star.

As she lay underneath him, lips parted and cheeks flushed, he knew - understood, if you may - what others said when they felt a pull towards the person they loved. He was a planet in her orbit, going round and round in an endless circle, and he could never escape - /would/ never escape, even if given the choice to do so. Out of Orion and Andromeda, Selena was the most beautiful galaxy in his eyes, and there was no other place warm enough and loving enough that he could call home aside from in her arms.

A sound of appreciation left him when the girl managed to remove her bra, exposing her chest to him - and goodness, she really was breath taking. The hand that was once cupping her face oh-so-tenderly moved down her side gently until he found the swell of her left , thumb brushing her erect nub, his mouth still greedily working at her right . When the boy finally moved away, letting go with a soft “plop” between them, he kissed up her neck, his free hand finding her own and intertwining their fingers together.

“Please — I need you,” she whispered in a breathless way - in a voice that took his own breath away. Jongdae leaned against the touch of her hand, eyes closed, before he moved to kiss the palm of it.

“I need you too, and it’s killing me,” he groaned, pressing his groin against her own in a gentle roll of his hips. In a hesitant yet, paradoxically, needy matter, Jongdae’s hands worked on ing her jeans, sitting up straight on his knees to facilitate the action. Once done, he began pulling the fabric of her jeans down her smooth legs, fingers tips grazing her soft, soft skin - milky white skin seducing him to mark it with love bites. He threw the fabric somewhere at the foot of the bed, dipping down between her legs.

Calloused hands smoothed up her legs, lips kissing her inner thighs. As his lips kissed nearer and nearer to her center, one of his hands began working at the own button of his jeans, eager to take them off. “Sel,” he whispered, kissing right above her navel, below her belly button. A finger hooked at her undergarment, tugging teasingly at the lace fabric. “I want to make you come for me, can I?”

It was a rhetoric question, breath ghosting over her now exposed sensitive skin, hand still working on pulling the fabric down her legs. His breath hitched in his throat, the sight of her in all her glory making his heart ram intensely in his chest, cheeks flushed. “, you’re so gorgeous, princess.” Jongdae’s confession was hoarse, before he dipped down to find her , tongue her there as his hand prodded at her wet entrance, experimentally.

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen ᴴ There was that one scene in the notebook that had Selena feeling as if she were experiencing it first hand. It was the scene where they ran off to that old house, looked around and decided-- this.. 'this is where i'm going to declare my love for you,' as the articles of clothing began slipping away one by one, each of the characters completely stunned by each other. That's how she felt-- as if she were Allie and he were Noah, and they were both completely ready to declare their love for each other in a way that was so perfect, and so incredibly beautiful.

As her lips pressed upon the skin of her chest, her own orbs couldn't help but catch a few-- dare she call them scars? Scars that scattered upon milky skin, yet somehow made him even more beautiful than he already was. She wouldn't question it, not now; and surely, Selena didn't know his past or his demons, but god, did she want to. And she wanted him to know her own-- for the first time, she'd felt completely ready to give herself to someone. To let someone in and release the barriers and walls that protected her heart and her mind. She wanted to know each part of him, to memorize him as if he were the back of her hand.. and she wanted to kiss each scar that lay upon his skin, so he knew that each one of them were only a reminder of the past no matter what happened to cause them.

Selena could see it in his eyes, how they hooded over beautifully with lust, yet searched within her own as if they were looking into their own galaxy. Her own held the same look, yet filled with a mix of pure love and appreciation. He'd hoped he could sense it, considering the amount of love that she had for this man was.. it was overwhelming to her. And it was new, and exciting. There was nothing like it.

As her back met the cool sheets beneath her, her fingers immediately raised to latch onto his belt loops. It wasn't a motion to rush him, yet a simple, wordless way of speaking her want for him while her own legs rested upon each side of his body so that he could nudge his way between. "So are you, you're-- you're incredible." She murmured in return, one of her hands raising to lace within the darkened strands of his hair before her gaze slipped to a close as his lips met her collarbone.

She felt so nervous-- stomach swirling as his kisses lowered more and more, her heart racing quicker and quicker. What happened next seemed to happen somewhat so quickly, honey brown eyes opening to look down at him as soon as his lips were wrapped around the sensitive body part before her swelled roseate tiers parted to release a softened moan. Her fingers were quick to raise and, clumsily may I add, begin to unclasp her bra before successfully removing it and tossing it to the side before once more finding their home within his soft locks. With her back arching as a signal that she wanted him, her head relaxed upon the pillow once more and eyes slipped to a close with pearly white teeth tugging upon her lower lip.

Once more, Selena opened her eyes to meet his while releasing a shaky breath and gliding the back of her knuckles upon his cheekbone. "Please-- I need you," She murmured, voice hoarse and soft.

@ⓝ selena g。 Jongdae knew at first hand experience that when Selena wanted something, she easily got it done. Now was no exception, and his breath hitched when she pulled her sweater over her head, the article of clothing falling onto the ground.

He was immobilized, standing there like an idiot, his heart ringing in his ears and trying to remind him that this was real, this was happening - that /she/ was real, and warm, and beautiful, and everything he didn’t know he needed; wanted. “You’re…” he began, at a loss for words. Because there were no words to explain the immensity of her beauty, the swell of her s, the curve of her sides, her swollen lips and glossy eyes. “… breathtaking.”

It took him off guard when her hands began tugging at the hem of his shirt, the action jarring him from his drunken state. His hands gently rested over hers for a moment, his eyes looking into her lust-filled ones for a second - searching for an answer, for some type of concrete meaning. Something to tell him exactly how he felt for her, so that he could put it into words she could understand. With a smile, he helped her remove his shirt, self-conscious of the small scars that marred his once pure skin.

He wondered if she’d find the marks ugly - despite most of them fading, they were still a reminder of his own failures, greed, and regrets. A reminder to try for improvement, to not fall back into old habits. The touch of her fingers on his abdomen made him in a deep breath, a goosebump running up his spine. Jongdae swallowed loudly, eyes closing when her lips kissed his collarbone, heart racing when her tiers found the spot right in front of where his heart lay. With a gentle gnaw at his lower lip, he carefully made her stand straight once more, hand holding her face all-too-carefully.

Moving her to lay on his bed was a wordless expedition, a short one, his knees gently nudging at her own legs to part for him, to settle between them more comfortably. One arm was bent next to her head, his hand cupping the base of her neck while the other ran up her abdomen, experimentally. “You’re so beautiful. So, so beautiful,” he confessed, lips finding her collarbone, free hand pushing one of the cups of her bra above her , exposing the mound of flesh. His kisses trailed down, up the mounds of her chest, until he latched his lips around her areola, nipping and .

Hooded brown eyes looked up at her own, wanting it to seep into the crevices of his mind - the sight of her being pleasured by him.

@ⓣ hyunwoo k。 her mind seemed to be completely numb as she attempted in every which way to gain control of her body, yet at the same time it seemed so incredibly impossible. it had already been accepted that the tips of her kneecaps would be scratched up just the slightest, but she was paying no mind to something so small and foolish within this moment. this moment was where she'd felt completely vulnerable, where no walls were standing and she was in her most true form-- herself. there was a time before this, not too long ago where she was completely convinced that she'd never reach this feeling ever again. yet, here she was and all she could do was thank the male that held every single piece of her heart within his two hands. after finally controlling her trembling body, the loss of contact within her body had her teeth biting upon her lower lip to hold back the soft whine tempting to slip through the swollen tiers. she watched how his fingers were all set within his own swollen pair of roseate tiers, causing her lips to part. it was as if she was captivated while watching a movie, never seeing something so incredibly hot before. jesus-- this man had the capabilities to do so much to her with such ease, even with that devilish look that appeared within his gaze as he looked her way. her lips had never melted upon any others so happily, tastebuds picking up the taste of him along with herself lingering within it and god, was it y.

inwardly, selena wondered if there were times where he'd faced rejection as she did many times before, and if he did- how. the thought of someone rejecting him couldn't even process, nor even cross her mind fully. the person that he was, and the heart that he had was too good to allow to slip through her fingertips. the way his skin picked up the movements of the water that never slept or how his lips had the power to do so many things.... it would be beyond her that someone would admit that they wouldn't want him. because god, did she want him. and how she wished he could understand the true amount of love that she had for him. how she wished he could get into her mind for a day to get a feeling of what it was like to be a queen beside such a king. there were so many things she wished that he'd understood, and here she was given the ultimate chance to show him. she was given the chance to make such sweet love to him and express her love in such a way that no one else would ever so randomly get.

with hips raising off of the ground, they soon returned as her cheeks immediately flushed while she lay in everything that she had to offer him, which was her body and her love and her heart and anything that he'd want to take from her while she offered it to him. with both of her legs now bent and grazing among his sides, one of her hands raised to caress the back of his neck while the other rested upon his arm, tips of her hair gliding within the water that previously set her into a feeling of home, yet little did she know that the true feeling of home would be within his embrace. her breath hitched within at the sound of his words, back arching up and off the ground in order to get some more friction between them before breathing out, "please, give it to me. i don't just want you, i need you-" her words filled the air, voice slightly deeper than any other occasion. with swollen lips immediately parting, she in a sharp breath when he'd finally entered her; only to release a needy whimper. "you-- you, you you. and only you." she responded once more, only before releasing a light groan as her eyes slipped to a close. "my god, baby.. you're so big-" she murmured, her walls welcoming you with warmth while her fingertips just slightly nudged upon your lower abdomen in a way of asking for a moment so that she could properly adjust to him, soon removing her hand as if she were silently giving him permission to move while she pulled his face down once more so that their lips could reconnect in a heated and passionate kiss

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen The loss of contact from his lips upon her own had Selena biting back a light whine that threatened to slip past her lips. Even though the two were still walking, one forward and one backwards, that didn't separate how close they were. The proximity that they shared together was so close, so close that she'd like to think that at this rate, he'd be able to hear the erratic beating of her heart-- how it so easily skipped and thudded upon her ribcage with each glimpse she'd made of his features.

This moment- with his palms caressing her cheeks and her fingers caressing his elbows- it was so magnificent and so special. It was a moment that she just wanted to stop time and bathe within it for as long as possible. Though, it was clear that this was yet to be the most beautiful moment of the night, and that's what excited her the most. "I want that too.. so, so much." She spoke so softly in return, afraid that any louder would break any part of this fragile moment.

They had all of the time in the world, and there was no rush. Especially not when the softened and breathy laugh slipped through her lips at the multiple kisses that Jongdae had placed all amongst her face. When she felt his fingers against her bare skin, her breath hitched at the electricity that his touch had offered. And with a nod of her head, her own fingers met the hem of her own fingers before her back curved just the slightest in order for her to successfully remove the piece of clothing before allowing the last clinging sleeve to slip off of her arm slowly until it met the floor. One article gone, and three more until she'd be standing in front of him in the body that was purely hers, and the body that she'd been so self conscious with before.

Her hands soon extended to meet the hem of his own shirt, curling around it just for a moment before she rocked on her toes to slowly remove it from his body where it soon met her sweater upon the floor. With fingertips delicately grazing down his toned chest and abdomen before her head curved so that she could place a kiss upon his collarbones, then one right above the spot where his heart would be located. She couldn't wait to show him how much love she had for him, and how much she appreciated every single part of him-- she couldn't wait to make love to him.

@ⓝ selena g。 The touch of her hand opening the door along with his own made a shudder run down his spine. It was such an innocent touch, the most simple of connections in a fiery moment where they were sharing the same breath, but exhilirating because it reminded him of what was to come. His hear picked up more than before, drumming behind his rib cage like thunder bolts, goosebumps making the hairs at the back of his neck stand up.

They barely broke contact as the girl pulled him into his room, closing the door behind them with her foot and a gentle slam. Pulling away gently, his hands ran up her arms as he carefully backed up towards his bed until the back of his knees came in contact with the border. His hands cupped her face once more, with as much delicacy as he could muster: Selena was like fine China, so breakable in his hold, and that was the last thing Jongdae ever wanted to do to her - break her.

“So - so much,” he replied, slightly incoherently as he gave her now swollen lips a lingering kiss. “With you, I want to learn how to love properly, Sel…” A hand of his slipped from her face, going under the hem of her sweater and running over her exposed back. “Can I take this off?”

He pried at her by gently tugging upward the fabric of her sweater, his lips kissing both her cheeks, followed by her forehead, her nose, and again her lips. As he waited for her response, the hand that was drawing patterns over the expanse of her back moved over to caress her abdomen, cupping the underside of one of her clothed s.

If she was beautiful every day, he was certain that tonight, in her own skin, she’d be a glowing goddess - unrivaled by no other woman. So much so that he was certain that even the moon would be jealous of the star kissed features of the woman in his arms. “I want to explore you - all of you.”

@ⓝ selena g。 her back arched resplendently as she finally came undone under his touch, a thin sheen of sweat glossing over her tantalizing form and glistening against the moonlight with every sinful, languid movement of her body. his pupils were dilated, his vision clouded with lust and ecstasy all directed towards the seductress before him. watching her break apart at the seams was a picture he would never forget -- completely entranced by the sight, the way she fell into such frenzied submission with an ease that it seemed the role was made for her. about as easily as he had slid into this previously uncharted area of complete dominance, even a little convinced that it didn't exist within him initially, he had never truly discovered this side of himself until now, but with her in front of him, falling to pieces in front of his very eyes, it's was a role he wholeheartedly embraced with the utmost pleasure. he was responsible for this, for bringing her to this state with little more than a show of control, and viewing the results was more than gratifying. she was already reduced to yielding completely, and he wasn't even done with her yet -- in fact, he was far from it. retracting his fingers from within her in a painstakingly slow movement, he brought all three digits to his lips, the remnants of her flavor off his fingers obscenely. "sel, you taste so sweet." he raises, voice husky and hoarse as he captures her lips in another heated osculate, as if to say 'have a taste.'

he was convinced that no one, no matter how much they prided themselves on their self control, could hold themselves back after seeing her in such a state -- and in his case, certainly not after having driven her to edge with the desperation and need clinging to her willowy form like a second skin. if that person did exist, they were a much stronger person than he would ever be, because with that and the lewd moans falling from her trembling lips, he finally broke. a low growl betraying his own broken composure leaves him as he re-positioned their tangled bodies in haste, laying her down just by the edge of the water. ripping his form away from hers, albeit begrudgingly, he trailed southwards before catching the hem of your bikini in between pearly whites, sensually and eventually ridding of the article before doing so for himself. it took everything in him to keep from groaning, his own want erect and throbbing almost unbearably as he nestled himself in between her legs, both palms pressed against the floor on either side of her head as their sylphlike bodies molded once more -- now grazing against her heated core.

with a deliberate roll of his hips filled with the strength of his desire, he spared no reprieve, teasing her until the last possible moment. "come on baby, tell me how much you want it with that pretty voice of yours--" despite the crushing urge to just take her, make love to her like she's never been before, show her just how beautiful she was, how much she meant to him and to tell her how ing in love he was with her, he intended to cherish every moment. taking things a bit further (read: and due to his burning impatience) he finally enters her, but only up to the tip as he in a sharp breath at the phenomenal feeling before continuing. "who do you belong to? who's going to you?" he queried, darkened gaze boring into the depths of her eyes and only when she answered, did he finally, fill her up to the hilt. ", babe, so -- tight, ." coherency had long left him as a strangled moan spilled past his lips, the sensation of her pillowy walls constricting around his pulsating , warm and so impossibly tight making his fists clench and breath catch somewhere in his throat.

@ⓒ jongdae k。❝chen His bedroom couldn't be placed anymore perfectly throughout the halls, only a few mere feet across from her own. Knowing Jongdae was so close, and he would be for however long they'd be here together-- it flooded her body with pure excitement. There were the thoughts inwardly, wondering what she'd ever done to deserve him-- or Hyunwoo or anybody else that ever treated her with such kindness and love.

Selena hadn't felt this nervous in-- god, she couldn't even remember. Her palms were sweating, which she was incredibly embarrassed about. As they walked, her honey brown orbs couldn't astray from his features- well, from what he could see from beyond his shoulder. Those-- his broadened shoulders that seemed to be as wide the infinite appreciation that rested within her heart for him. Just the thought, her heart was racing so fast- it almost felt like she could get sick. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, how much he was loved and appreciated and how beautiful of a person he was. She wanted to let him into her past, into who she was. Yet, the fear always laid upon the back of her mind that it would change how she was looked at.

None of that mattered, not now. There were two things she was certain. One, she needed him. Two, she was so undoubtedly in love with him.

Her eyes couldn't escape his own while she watched him talk, words being lost upon the knot in . Her cheeks were tinted with a deep red, completely flushed as his hands placed upon her cheeks. It set a fire upon her skin, not even minding the way her back nudged upon the door almost roughly. Her lips returned the kiss in an almost hungrily - yet passionate kiss while her fingers raised to caress both sides of his neck. Parting just for a moment, her lips grazed over his while she held him as close to her as humanly possible. "We can relearn together."

She whispered, soon reconnecting their lips in a kiss that set her body ablaze, one of her hands clumsily reaching behind her to meet the doorknob along with his other hand in order to successfully open the door. As it opened, her body began to pull him along with her own into the room. "I want to do everything with you, for as long as I can remember. I want to relearn things, with you. There's so much." Selena murmured within the kiss, soon deciding to just shut just as her foot shut the door behind them in an almost rushed way. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

@ⓝ selena g。 Selena’s words rang in the deepest crevices of his thoughts. ‘What do you want to do, Jongdae?’ Kept repeating over and over again, his calloused hand holding her smaller, soft one. The walk over to his new bedroom (courtesy of Hyunwoo) was a silent one aside from the ringing of his heart in his ears.

It thumped, so loudly and almost uncomfortable, and Jongdae prayed to the highest deities that the girl couldn’t hear the way she made him go crazy so instantly. To say that Selena was one of the few people to have this effect on him was almost an understatement - she’s one of the few people that have ever made him go almost insane and have made him want to protect her with all his might.

Love - could he call it that?

He stopped in front of the door leading into the bedroom, turning around now so she can look at him in his shy demeanor, cheeks flushed red. His hand felt slightly clammy, so he pulled his hand away from hers carefully. “This is - I haven’t done this in… I can barely remember,” he confessed, eyes serious. “I promise I’ll be as gentle as I can, Sel.”

Taking in a deep breath, the boy took a step forward, hands finding their spot on her cheeks, fingers getting lost in some strands of her hair. Cautiously, he pushed her up against the wooden door. “I want to do everything with you, Selena Gomez. Now -” He cut himself off, kissing the tip of her nose. “- and forever.” He finished, lips seeking hers in a needy lip-lock as one of his hands moved behind her to open the door slowly.

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@ⓔ jongsuk l 。 Knowing it would have little to no effect to tell you how he felt about the affectionate gestures, Jeonguk kept his mouth shut since he didn't know what to say anymore. He had a flashback, a flashback to when the warm sparkle appeared in your clear, warm eyes when he showed you something completely new on him - a pink sweatshirt. Back then, it had been a surprise he'd dress in pink because most of his clothing was coloured either in black, white and sometimes in grey - the conspicuous colour on him seemed to match like the night with the stars to you, and ever since that day, Jeonguk gladly wore bright, pink clothes. At least until you were gone. His wardrobe was and still is filled with lots of pink and white clothes he liked to combine for you, just like he did today; a white shirt peeking out under the light pink sweatshirt he wore. His glance falls down on his legs as you mention his pants, humming silently. "You're right, but- don't you think that can.. wait until we're finished eating dinner?", he mumbled hesitantly, fearing you might get disappointed or secretly upset. "Actually... ah, no. I don't think I have anything here that you'd like. I'm sorry." watching you taking your shirt off, overwhelmed by how good you were still looking, maybe even better than back in the days. "I am hungry, and maybe you just made me a little more hungry with that."

He pursed his lips lightly and took a step back to lean on a counter, watching you silently as he clears his throat to think of an answer to your question. "Me? Well... most importantly, you already noticed I'm a trainee, right? My parents were furious in the beginning, told me I'm a failure and , that not even god could help me anymore. Oh dear, when they start talking about god... I just feel like vomitting." He releases a soft chuckle and hums thoughtfully. "There was a girl I used to meet up with sometimes. But that was- ugh, I don't know. Two years ago? I crashed my aunt's marriage, I think. But that wasn't intended. I just- I just wanted to burp silently and it turned out getting the loudest burp I've ever burped. Well, that summarizes it the best - a lot of stupid happened. Remember my old highschool buddies? We met up around this time last year to drive to the sea and go camping there. There we got to know some other people, the contact lasted for about... 3 months, four months? But to be honest, I almost got into a relationship again. Both of us decided it would be better if we didn't. Mostly because of the distance, and somehow I didn't feel ready to get into a relationship again", he explained, thinking about any other event that would be worth being mentioned. "Remember our old dog, Marley? He ate rat poision and it was too much for him to recover. He died shortly after we... stopped talking." Scrunching up his nose a little, he cleared his throat again. "But- when we're already at it, what happened in your life?", he asked, glancing at your tattoo picturing a bird, to be more certain, a dove. "Would it be rude to ask you when you decided to get tattoos?"

@ⓣ jeonguk k。 Hazelnut orbs blinking slowly as your words would drift to his ears, knowing that you knew the few ways to get a reaction out of those cold stotic features. Mind wandering back to all those times when he would bring you something new home to try on for him. God, how he loved you in pink. The softness of the cotton candy color against your flawless milky muse only let a soft exhale leave his lips, curbing his excited more ual thoughts to something else. You were the epitome of beauty in his eyes, and that muse always looked the best in pink. "You're correct, I love you in pink my little Guk. But your pants are bothersome, you know I love seeing as much of your beautiful thighs as I possibly can." Strong hand taking your smaller one once again, leading you to the kitchen only to let you go and rummage through the fridge, looking for dinner ingredients so he could make something for the two of them. Only pausing mid thought for slender fingers to curl around fabric and he would remove his shirt from his form, light digits running over the dove tattoo on his neck as he picked out a few things. "You're hungry right? I would hope so if you get me cooking for you with my shirt off," He allowed a smug smirk to liter his placid muse. "Besides, I'll even feed you if you ask nicely. But in the meantime, you can update me on where you've been since we parted ways. What have you been up to deary?"

@ⓔ jongsuk l 。 It had been nothing less than the dilating pupils of Jongsuk's which clearly told the younger male that the other party was lost in thoughts, daydreaming about something. Wondering what he was really thinking, if it had anything to do with the past, if it had anything to do with the future, maybe not even with Jeonguk himself, he just played with the hem of the other one's shirt, his gaze standing still, staring into his warm eyes. As the time passed and nothing really happened, Jeonguk played with the thought of counting how often the other male would blink until he comes to his mind again, getting amused over the thought. He probably just needed something to occupy his brain a little before his mind would start to ask those questions over and over again, questions like 'where have you been', 'why did you go', but most importantly - 'why didn't you talk to me'. He let out a soft wheeze and peeks at their linked fingers as he feels your brushing over your skin, slipping out of the loose grip. As he listens to the other one's words, he flashes a surprised smile which disappears as soon as it came. "But 'suk, I like wearing pink for you. Don't you want me to wear pink for you anymore?" A slight grin made its way into his face again as he thought about back then, making him kind of nervous about this night as well - nervous that things might happen and give him flashbacks like it used to do in the beginning when he suddenly couldn't have him anymore.

@ⓣ jeonguk k。 Jongsuk ran slender fingers through hazelnut locks as he was in his own little world. Though the security of his hand never left the males own, though his mind was not with him. How long had it been since he'd even shared a room with Jeonguk? How long had it been since - they did anything at all together. He missed the little vixen and wasnt to full of pride to admit it. But definitely to full of pride to ever consider taking him back - not after what they had been through. Not after what Jongsuk was sure that the younger had seen. Never. Again. Taking in a soft inhale, blinking just once to snap himself out of his own thoughts. Chestnut orbs running over the angelic features of the male before him, smile almost tugging on the corners of his lips but brushes that feeling away once their fingers disconnected. "I wanted you to stay the night with me here, we can sleep in the guest bedroom. Are you hungry though doll, lets make dinner first. If you wanted to change before dinner, its down the hall to the left. Put anything you wish on."