"Sure~" Jjong smiled, slightly confused by her rushing to get out. Did he do something wrong? Sighing to himself, he stood up and put the clothes on the floor into the washing basket, finding something else from his draws and slipping it on before leaving the room himself, heading back to the Host Lobby.
Slowly Bom realized she had relaxed around Jonghyun too much for her liking and she half-panicked. "I think it does too." She gathered her clothes and put them on rather quickly, wearing her shirt inside out. "Um thanks. I'm gonna go, leave you in peace." Walking to the door she picked up her heels and held them as she exited his room with a small wave. "We should do this again some time." She popped back in and wrote her number on a piece of paper she had and left it on a table. "If you ever want to hang out or whatever just give me a call." With that she left and walked to her own room.
Jonghyun nodded and smiled. Being able to play even just one instrument was a very good thing to be able to do. Nodding along to her words, "Reading broadens your horizons. It makes you think more about things... In my perspective." He smiled.
Bom listened to Jonghyun and nodded along. He was interesting to her because she truly never would have guessed that from him, he had more depth than he seemed. She considered how to answer him; she could go with the truth but letting people in was dangerous and she knew that. On the other hand, he hadn't done anything remotely hurtful yet so maybe he wasn't bad. "I like music. I can't write it but I do play the flute and cello. I also like to read."
He had to think about this for a moment, "I enjoy writing, actually. I enjoy writing stories, letters, songs... That kind of thing, you know?" He offered, "How about you?"
Bom was a little surprised by Jonghyun's statement and his pout was just too cute for her to pass up. She set down her clothes and crawled toward him on the bed, settling in his arms as she pecked his lips. "There's nowhere I would rather be."
"It was just supposed to be , right?" Bom turned to Jonghyun, slightly confused by his reaction. She gathered her clothes but didn't put them on as she sat on the bed and looked at him. "I thought this was a pleasure-filled diversion from boredom."
Bom whimpered as Jonghyun pulled out, feeling empty despite the incredible high she just had. She laid on his bed trying to catch her breath, not sure what to do with him. Most people she would cuddle with but she had no idea if he would go for that. Instead, she calmed herself and began the search for her clothes.
She tossed her head back and moaned his name as her washed over her body. Her inner walls clamped and clutched at , pulsing around it, as she panted hard for breath and dug her nails into his back.
Bom moaned loudly as she adjusted her hips slightly with every one of Jonghyun's s, looking for her sweet spot and practically screamed when he hit it. She kept rolling her hips with his so that he continued to hit it and she knew she wouldn't last much longer. "Jjong, I'm close." she moaned as she moved her hand down to rub small circles on her .
Jonghyun pushed in as far as he could, feeling the sweat rolling down his skin, his thighs slapping against the back of hers, his lips and marking her neck.
Bom kissed him back passionately, breathing hard and in between moans as she tried to urge Jonghyun deeper. He felt so good but she wanted more of him. She put her hand on his waist and pulled him into her more, she was already beginning to feel the familiar tightness growing in her stomach.
Her eyes fluttered shut and she quietly moaned as he entered her, only to whimper in disappointment as he pulled back out. When he pushed back in again and began to she moaned again only louder. She opened her eyes to watch his expression as she purposely clenched her walls around him.
He pushed inside slowly, before retracting himself back again, setting a slow and steady pace for starters, pulling her legs up to hand over his shoulders.
Bom moaned softly into the kiss as she felt his fingers where she wanted them moast and began to roll herself against them. Not wanting to be the only one receiving pleasure, she moved her hand between their bodies and slipped it inside of his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his length as she slowly began to pump up and down.