@♡ k. yuchan he flashes a small smile when you nod in response, lips pressing against your nape a few more times before he lets his teeth brush against the soft skin in a gentle manner. it's the way you move your neck closer to his jaws that finally makes him slowly at first. he groans out deeply, letting himself sink down on your back as he straddles your legs a little more, breath hitching a little as he rolls his hips into yours, one hand shifting a bit to cup your jaw, tilting your head up a bit in order to let his teeth sink into the spot just under the sharp edge of it carefully.
@♡ k. sehyoon He can only nod his head quickly against the blankets feeling thoroughly stimulated as he twitches at every touch. It had been far too long since he last had with someone he had such an emotional bond with. Every feather light touch of your fingers against him was setting fireworks under his skin, lighting up each neuron with a flare of pleasure. The initial stretch had his noises coming to a halt for just a brief moment while he allowed himself to just /feel/ every press of you into him. "Mhmm....so good, sehyoonie...." He murmurs, eyes fluttering as he tries to keep them open long enough to get a good look at you, to show you through his expression just how much you were making him feel. "It's been a while...., please move-" He whines, moving his head to give you more access to whatever skin you wanted to kiss or mark.
@♡ k. yuchan "you want me to?", he whispers out, pulling his fingers out slowly in order to avoid as much pain as he could while pulling, and as he's done, he leans over you so he could push you down a little, supporting himself on his palms next to esch of your sides. he raises an arm to position himself properly, slowly moving closer to push the tip of his shaft inside carefully, lowering his head just enough to let his lips brush over your nape in a soothing manner. "feeling good?", he asks silently, letting out a pleased hum as he feels your walls clench around him more and more, pushing in all the way inside and a little bit further, hips moving in circular motions as he enjoys himself all the way inside of you, however he hasn't even really started ing yet. "you're tight", he mouths out breathily, huffing through his nostrils, and he tilts his head a bit to trail kisses along your shoulder and the side of your neck.
@♡ k. sehyoon He groans more at the new stretch, soft gasps bursting from his lips as he arches more into the touch. Words fall past his lips in the shape of mumbles as coherent thought leaves his mental grasp. “Please hurry up...I’m ready...”
@♡ k. yuchan having you touch his hand now, sehyoon attempts to get a third finger inside, moving them in slow scissoring motions, and after a few times, he catches you saying his name. he doesn't stop just yet, instead he replies with a sweet "yeah?", one so caring, yet with a hint of worry. "are you okay?"
@♡ k. sehyoon Fingers clenching and unclenching around the blankets, he relaxes almost completely with a soft sigh of bliss, eyes fluttering at finally being touched where he’s wanted you this entire time. He rests his cheek against the cushion so he can watch you from the corner of his eye, one of his hands moving to rest on top of your hand on his sigh. He gives it a gentle squeeze to let you know it’s okay to add another finger, the stretch hardly noticeable now. “Sehyoonie....” He murmurs softly, hoping to grab your attention.
@♡ k. yuchan "took care of that already", he mumbles, nodding briefly. his gaze trails off a bit and he lets go of the hardened length. your squirming doesn't remain unnoticed, of course, as you press back against him further. he almost tumbles forward, the softness of your voice still ringing in his head. he pours some of the lube on your rim, and another bit on his finger. he lowers himself a little again, pushing a finger inside slowly as he spreads the lubricant with almost ridiculous care, another following after a bit. "just tell me when you're ready", he mumbles, his free hand caressing your waist slowly before shifting to hold onto the inside your thigh once again.
@♡ k. sehyoon Mind practically in hyperdrive, he finds it hard to concentrate on your words as he falls into the submissive role, easily pressing his upper body against the blankets while he twitches under every touch you apply to his body. The soft of whines fall past his lips with every taintalizing tug of his pants as he fervently shakes his head, trusting you to stop if he asked you to. “D-do....lube, sehyoonie....the lube.” He mumbles before he cries out at the added stimulation to his , squirming underneath you as if unsure to chase the pleasure or move away from it.
@♡ k. yuchan his eyes flutter shut briefly as you speak, and he gives a brief nod, sinking down on you a bit as the pressure and friction gets more. "an offer i'd never turn down", he mumbles, hands wandering along your waist before he tugs at the light fabric of of pants, by now the bulge in his shorts has hardened already due to the friction from before; the sensation of skin brushing against skin.
"do you need a safe word?", he asks as he tugs your pants down rather slowly, leaning a bit closer. his eyes flash with lust, and he lets his hand curl around your thigh to tug it closer, pressing the tip of his now exposed shaft against the crack briefly. he rolls his hips against it briefly, the hand that tugged you closer now shifting to prop your stomach up, wandering further to get a hold of your own . he it slowly but with lots of pressure at first, then after a bit the movements get quicker.
@♡ k. sehyoon With the familiar press of your body against his, Yuchan groans lowly into the soft fabrics, arching more into your touch and fingers clutching the blankets tight. “Definitely don’t wanna clean up,” he mumbles as he works his hips against yours, gasping with every bit of friction as he moves pliantly under your touch, “hyung, please....let’s mess around.”
@♡ k. yuchan his expression remains mostly unimpressed at first, however when you tug the blankets as if to pick them up, he squirms and scurries over to you, quickly crawling on top of you. he straddles you with his legs, leaning over you.
"no, no cleaning up. not yet."
he feels your press against his crotch as he leans forward a little more, leaning on his elbow as he drags his hips over your still clothed . he looks over your shoulder, his free hand now reaching up to tilt your head further towards him by your chin, gentle tiers nipping at your ear briefly.
"...you still wanna clean it up?"
@♡ k. sehyoon Glancing down at the mass of blankets, he grins cheekily at you and shrugs a little. “You want me to clean it up, hyung? Could have just asked nicely. Too bad we didn’t get to use it much.” He complains playfully, walking over to plop onto the pile of blankets and arching his back as he pretends to clean up. He groans as he stretches out on the soft fabrics, peeking up at you with a raised brow.
@♡ k. yuchan his gaze lingers on the way you suppress your natural expressions, eye twitching unnoticably as he leans forward, motioning you to get closer.
"i called, yeah."
he finally looks down at the blanket pile again, humming out in a pensive tone. "what are we gonna do with that mess, hm? it's been blocking the room, and it's been hard to stay sane with this sight, too."
of course he knows what he wants to do about how his desire for you on this goddamn blanket pile had only grown the past few days, however he'd give you a chance to figure it out on your own.
@♡ k. sehyoon at the third call of his name, he manages to catch the sound through the music playing in his earbuds, lips curling into an amused grin at the impatient tone of your voice. he sets his phone to the side, now bored of whatever youtube video he had been watching, interest focused on something far better as he poked his head out of his room, pretending to be oblivious. "You called hyung?"
@♡ k. yuchan he plops down on the couch, staring at the pile of blankets that was still there, still untouched - what a shame. he leans back into the couch, sighing out silently as he catches himself glancing over at the door to the hall, ending up calling your name a few times as he finds himself getting a little impatient. he's wearing shorts and a basic shirt for a reason, after all.