ꗃ youha's domain

@im youha heeding to the drizzling syllables she could muster, the pace lightens in frequency as the innards of his mouth nestled along the woman’s core, solemnly cradling her with his tongue instead of dousing it indiscriminately. eventually, he could only break away from her by planting a few extraneous kisses along her inner thighs. his posture sits up along the mattress before a hand of his attended to nurse the women’s in the meanwhile with lithe rubs. while his true gaze held downward, a provoked grin turned lopsided slightly, gradually crawling his line of sight up her delicate body before the detour stopped to engage with her countenance, slack slightly from the languishing but still formed so beautifully to him. he could still see the stimulation loitering along her earthy irises. with one hand rubbing gently her wetness in circles, another hand covered the milky expanse along her waist before it s up toward the mound of her s. the pebbling s running between the gaps of his knuckles. youha honey, you look so good keeping yourself under control for me, as much as you could, at least. i need you to be good for a bit longer as i open you up for me; i almost can’t sit still with you. the slender fingers which crested along her folds now dared to enter her, his middlemost finger slickly breached in between, with the ring finger just adjacent to it following suit just soon after. the catalyzing warmness enveloping his fingers caused his visible to stand up; just the sensation of his fingers buried within her was tantalizing. in rapid succession, he leans down, fingers now pumping in their shelter within her, and returns to letting his flexible flesh enclose and le on the floating sensitivity of her . accommodating it, spitting on it, and making sure he intermittently watched his fingers, slightly curling the two digits towards him as her walls tensed as they exited her. it was not long, however, until his fingers slid out of her for the last time. the same hand splayed and sullied with the trailing droplets of her, he used to coat and stimulate his length. his other hand dared to reach over and daring to grip the shoulder of the woman to gesture her upper body to sit up right. the hand that brought her upward now guiding her fingers to coil themselves around his shaft once more, to allow her a semblance of control. come here. look at how hard i’ve gotten because of you so far, baby. i know you wanted a taste, and i’ll let you have it. you can take as much of me into your mouth as you want now.

@park wonbin finally extinguishing the compressed breath she’s been holding, she succumbs to the gradient of pleasure he introduces her to with the flexible curl of his appendage. a momentum so intricate yet fleeting that her eyes squeeze shut to absorb every second of it. oh, . the unruly image of his smugness burns into her brain, using it as a guiding key to hopefully maintain her sanity as she writhes underneath him. spreading her thighs apart, she gyrates her hips forward to meet the eccentric pacing of his tongue as a faulty moan cascades from her lips. impulse steers her to tighten the hold of his scalp with her digits at the of her sensitive , an action she desperately wanted him to repeat again. can you slower, please? his effort showed that he was an overachiever, a pleaser who would put her wants and needs above anything else and struggling to find the quiver in her voice that didn’t die out into a mewl, she loved it. I can’t keep myself together if you keep that up. it was overstimulating by how fluid his determination to satisfy her was, but she feared she wouldn’t last long if he continued those antics. so, she uses his mouth to lead him in a more languid direction by finding a slow enticing rhythm to ride his face until she goes slack-jawed with profound ecstasy. her slender frame arches off the bed, gnawing on her lower brim to mute a shrill cry that comes to life at the tenacity of his slick muscle. just like that, baby. to have her lower half restrained with the strength of his forearms was unexpected, opening her lids to catch him in the act as a dazed simper finds her brims. if you add your fingers, i’m sure i’ll be stretched out enough for you. though her mobility was limited, gentle provocation was all she needed to set him over the edge, wielding suggestive words as a tool as she massaged her unattended s before shuttering not too long after. that should be enough for your , wouldn’t it?

@im youha the catch in his Adam’s apple quickly subsided as it lingered in a scant yet lowly groan into her ear. to have his shaft nested firmly in the palm and knuckles of her hand, pumped from the base and carried through to the tip, the man could feel the heat congregating and the blood siphoning to his . the delicate hands of her’s which demanded an apt reaction to the sultry received it. he loved it physically and audibly. mmm see? every time you touch me, my body reacts to you, baby. the sight of her gorgeous body laying down for him enveloped his gaze in a warm cocoon - the same, transient warmth present in the pecks he splayed along her body. though subtle, he etched the small smirk coddling his lips into her skin as the kisses he placed upon her body steered south. he wanted her to know he felt assured, to be the reason for the noises which slip by her conscience, almost unnoticed, with her under him as he crawled lower. the moment comes when her heated core is just a hair’s length away from the volatility of his couplets, the pad of his tongue daring to make a cameo as it slightly swipes along his upper lip in a manner of smugness visible to her gaze. he feels his head maneuvering to the eagerness of the woman’s grip. to be in control is to put on a bit of a show, after all, and she wanted him. i'm going to ing love this. the pointed front of his tongue prodded outward thereafter to lean in between the delicate folds of the woman of the night before the flat of his tongue pressed against and s up along her soft . corralling his zealous flesh in a multitude of directions which prodded her tender center. intermittently, his tongue would draw incorporeal lines along her wetness before trailing up to linger along the woman’s before his unoccupied brims could gently clasp around and on it slightly. the muscles of his tongue and lips would both work in tandem, only receptive to how warm she felt to the real estate of his tongue. youha, you princess, let me know how you want it ok? whatever can get you going the loudest. his heaved words in between tastings were muffled syllables dropping from the lips now coated both in his own saliva and her. just her. he would do this in repetition, his jowls clenching passionately. his forearms pressed against her thighs, wanting to reel her in but also anchor her down in place so that he could taste her in the right places as his eyes shuttered shut. his breath skimmed her, his lips hummed in lust. her pleasure came first for him.

@park wonbin i wonder who makes me feel like one? the concept of obliviousness came easy to her, teasing him even in an intimate setting like this. his tenderness is what she admires most now. attentive to even the small blemishes on her skin with adoration, he makes being bare so natural within his sights. a princess is very fitting for a prince. for you. goosebumps rise on her skin, more from the thrill of finally getting to hold him within her palm than his lewd choice of vocabulary though guidance made it riveting. mind over matter, she would be speechless if she didn’t crave him at this very moment. for a sample of control, the woman gives his proud a dwindling pump that is befitting to his statement. nothing too courageous nor assertive but to touch, to have her dainty hand full before pulling away. the suspense is killing me. igniting quite contradictory to her words, feeling him for a matter of seconds was fulfilling while smiling at the plethora of pecks she received and hearing the grace of his laughter. cheeks vibrant from the ongoing innuendos, her long dark locks crown her head as she’s settled down onto the plushness of a satin pillow. there wasn’t much to argue although he was right. she did want a taste, but she was patient. what makes you think it already hasn’t? you’re making me feel faint just by talking, bin. she wanted his ego to be d though the kindness of her words were the truth. he had a silver tongue for seduction, making her thighs squeeze amongst each other for temporary relief from catalyst sweet nothings. s pebbling at the smallest ounce of stimulation, the female brings a hand to combat the soft whimpers that fall from her lips, she keeps her irises locked onto the spontaneous movement of the man. looks like you know how to make me sensitive. every preparatory sentence indicated where he was headed, but the reality of the now exceeded her expectations as his breath tickles her stomach while holding her own. ready to proceed further, she listens to him by giving him a nod and fondly raking her digits through his tresses before holding a weak grip on it. go ahead, honey.

@im youha peppering the air around them were noises only they shared, and he loved it. the hairs coddled along his back remained volatile, standing straight in tandem to the chills her fingertips rippled throughout his torso and lower body. the lines of his palms nested along the mound of her s. much of her skin gave into the zeal of his touch and the man adored how hot she felt to the touch. the woman’s sinister and fondle of his yearning length sent the man high. the warmth of her palm which bled through his underwear did not suffice for him. briefly discarding his hold on her figure, he diligently yet swiftly let the last bit of his clothing snake away from them - both their clothes now coddling each other in a pile on the floor. their bodies were now bare yet almost unrealized to the other, every touch of his felt by her figure from this point on was a curious one. he halts the array of kisses along her neck and collarbone to hold her head up slightly by the tip of her chin. youha, you look so beautiful, like a princess. his trembling gaze trailed along the curves of her body. even the slight indentations in the skin caused by the seams of the clothing they were desperate to remove still seemed perfect to him. holding his tilted vision with hers, looking down slightly, he guides her hand to palm around his hardening shaft. i want you to feel how hard i get for you, ok? and how much harder i’ll be after i’ve tasted every bit of you. the thumb of his other hand teasingly outlined the shape of her luscious tiers as his hand cradled the jawline before he humored her with a handful of pecks. sharing the moment with her elicited an honest chuckle from him, causing his countenance to bounce slightly before he pulled back his long locks to rid his vision of the strands that got ahead of him. the man then takes a pillow from the head of the bed to gently place behind her back as he settles her down once more to let his frame hover over. have a lie down babe, relax, and let your eyes follow me if you want. i know you want to taste me too, but i want to be selfish and go first. i want to make come easily for you tonight. the lips he spoke to her with migrated downward to sully the canvas around her s and the perked s adjoining them before slithering toward her toned stomach, pressing his breath against her in small hums of enjoyment. his line of sight now only could meet her irises if he glanced upward, his couplets focused on steering along her milky flesh, eager to know what kind of noises the woman could make before he would move in between her thighs. baby, as i go lower, use my hair however you want. it’s there for you.

@park wonbin soon enough she’s lying on her back, sporting an impish smile that evolves into a breathy chuckle at his dominance while pursuing her. then taste me, wonbin. surprises of the evening continued to spiral out, reminding herself it was okay to be putty in his hands as he took care of her. the man’s eager request to taste her takes her breath away, inflicting the desperation of his words by decorating every sensitive part of her flesh with mind-numbing kisses that make her squirm along with the creases of his hand. they shared a similarity in how they tasted; sweet, sweet sugar from the cupcakes they ate earlier. the heat of his lips trailing down her frame exploits one sound after another from her, too caught up by the sensation to care about how needy she sounded. a hum of agreement follows afterward at the request to remove her clothes, moving with haste as she brings the other strap down her shoulder to reveal the swell of her . it’s a bralette, all you have to do is really bring the other strap down and it comes off completely. the frustration was evident in his voice, needing to get rid of their garments as quickly as possible which made her work faster. her eyes are fixated on his toned abdomen, wetting the smeared gloss on her swollen brims as she extends her fingertips to trace down to the button of his pants. i’ll be needing this off too. digits falter as soon as his mouth is attached to her neck, an elated gasp following while angling her head to the side to give him more space to explore. hot was the word used to describe how smoldering it was to be underneath him, she wanted everything and anything at once. her back arches, guiding his palm to claim her as her top unravels before him. a puff of air escapes her, exhaling shortly to help extinguish words of temptation in a sultry tone. touch me here and i’ll touch you there. she shimmies the rest of her clothing off her hips, casting it aside to get back to her initial objective of unbuckling and ping his pants. I can touch you here, right? using her spare hand, she rests it on his shoulder hithering him up to hold his gaze. proceeding with the action of stroking his girth through his underwear, the expression she wears is one to sate her curiosity.

@im youha [ oh that was longer than i thought my bad HAHAHAH ]

@im youha she was seductive, making him count the steps to the bed in his head before he could feel her again. please do, miss. sorceress. he sat himself on the mattress before subsequently bringing in the woman’s hips in with his palms, gesturing her alluring figure to join his waist. the man wanted her to know his eyes were on her. the shells of his ears held true to her words, agreeing to let himself take a semblance of control outside of the one her hips and curves had on his conscience. every syllable stumbled on the way out as his airy breath got in the way as she straddled his lower body, slithering her way upward. oh absolutely, baby. just as quickly she moved up, his hands slowly made residence by cupping the curve of her as it pressed against the man’s pelvis. even the slight bit of residual friction in that area caused his breath to hitch in irregular patterns beneath their sinful capture of lips. youha, come here. i want to taste a bit more of you. swiftly, he briefly breaches their contact to pivot his weight over the woman, shifting her body over so that she replaces his spot on the bed, he rolls her back into the soft sheets. now hovering over the woman of the night, his intermittent kisses of adornment glazing her lips, a hand of his cascaded down to slowly rub the contouring of her outer thigh, caressing his palm along the length of her upper leg. the other hand cupped her jawline, anchoring her down a bit as he let his lips fall from her lips once more. the twinned couplets were again trailing along her neck, then to the exposed collarbone in which he covered every nook. every time his lips lifted for the split second he sought a lower section of skin, his warm breath heaved against her flesh, wanting to let the woman know that she was desirably worthy. babe, let's start getting this off of you. he is a bit selfish and impatient now; one could have gathered that by how rushed his words bounced off of each other. his fingers gestured at tugging off the straps of the top piece of clothing she adhered to, letting a strap fall off her shoulders. and i’ll start us off. the man lifts himself at the waist and kneels between the legs of the woman in front of him, removing the layers of his jacket and shirt, exposing his bare torso. he discards the now obsolete articles over his shoulder to fall beside the bed before returning his hands over to her body, reaching underneath the seams of her top with his lips almost married to her neck.

@park wonbin oh. he's far too persuasive for her to decline. much too suave to deduce a coherent conclusion without hearing her pulse drumming in her eardrums; that and the hushed tone of his voice. admitting to fawning over her, wanting and longing for her, she finally identifies the excitement fluttering in her abdomen as anticipation and arousal. the question alone draws out a moan, giving a small nod of encouragement as he strolls his soft brims down the slope of her neck. i would like to join you. each fleeting peck that makes contact with the juncture of her neck makes her more confident of her answer. the immediate change from charming to seductive flickered like a light switch for him and although the bold exchange of words made her weak in the knees, her legs still worked. I think it would be the smartest idea you've had yet, mr. sorcerer. equating the volume of her voice to his, she lowers her hand to link their palms together. however, this is still my domain so allow me to bring you over there just for this instance, hm? his gaze was ravenous, leaving her with the impression that he wanted to swallow her whole before she led him to the center of her bed. the distance was short, walking in front of him to tease the alluring movement of her hips. finally guiding him by the shoulders to sit back and lay down on the firm mattress, she crawls over him to straddle his pelvis. you can lead me from here, can't you? she initiates the kiss, pressing her curves against him while capturing his sinful tiers for another lasting taste.

@im youha youha- the woman’s honest reciprocation of the sentiment which he corralled around his head for so long eased him, but also drew the most stubborn smile along his lips. a smile so absorbing that it manifested along each kiss he took upon her couplets. the simper he adorned bled into each successive peck, of which he was sure she could notice but he did not care - the woman he fell for returned each kiss in an earnest fashion. her presence stole the words from him. it was the way he let each of his locks run along the knuckles of her digits. the man liked how warm she was keeping him, slowly pressing her figure against him. oh, those times when we’re apart really don’t sit well with me. i just get drawn to you over and over again, babe. the subsequent words which fell from the parted lips all too occupied with the plushness of hers had an airy, breathy edge to it - too impatient to not return to her layered lips, cushiony soft as they were. finally separated from the kiss, he lightly skims his nose along hers. his voice holds true to a small whisper through his breath this time. youha baby, and i want to put this bluntly, if i told you that i could see myself in bed with you, would you join me? the man’s pillowy lips drew a decorative line along the contoured profile, gradually covering the area where the pulse of her neck resided, dropping sultry pecks along the woman’s neck before abruptly stopping where her collarbone began, letting his deep brown irises caught her line of sight before it could get too distracted. he intermittently switched his attention between her iridescent orbs which reflected the room’s generous pastel lighting, and the couplets which remained just south of it. and another question: if i picked you up right now and carried you to that bed over there, would it still be a bad idea…?

@park wonbin laughter was preordained. she couldn't blame the guy for cackling at her choice of decorative interior design. though, his response afterwards soothed the nerves that fluctuated all too well like the beat of her heart in this predicament. no, you don't have to love it. it's fine. we all have our quirks. if she could choose one of her favorite qualities about him, it would be the ability to enable her dorky behavior while exhibiting some of his own to make her feel right at home. otherwise, her defenses would be up and she wouldn't be so wholeheartedly accepting of the kisses he laid upon her. she draws herself closer within his proximity at his confession, words not needed to make a statement but rather so spoken into existence to remind why she fell for his wits and charm. i like you too, wonbin. in a way that makes my shoulders tense when you're near, but i miss you every second when we're apart. emotions are extremely silly, but i want you to know that i share the same sentiments. i really, really like you. raw, bare, exposed. she felt them all, but she was safe in the arms of a gentleman that she could be all of those adjectives interchangeably. coiling her arms to circle around his neck, she accepts his advantages by languidly returning the lengthy kiss as her lids flutter close. her excitement gets the best of her as it spurs a sigh of encouragement from . the woman relishes in the moment of intimacy, raking her nails through his raven hair while memorizing how the shape of her soft brims molds against his. she slides her hand down to rest on his shoulder, knowing all too well how an escalated scenario could go with little self-restraint. finally, detaching her moist lips from his, slick with the vigor of his proclamation, she clears to simultaneously clear her dizzy head. one bedroom. two people... bad idea.

@im youha just stopping at the edge of the bedroom, her disclaimer rang true to his ears before both of them breached the entrance of the furnished room. where the color pops, it pops, and uniformly the room was covered by imagery of characters and a pastel palette. ah, so this is where your cursed energy comes from. those words accompanied him eyeing the kuromi wall scroll just adjacent to them. while he shared a small fit of laughter from the spectacle in front of them, he turns to her. baby, i love it. i actually would’ve been a bit disappointed if your room /wasn’t/ like this. the man gave her hand a gentle squeeze, knowing she probably went through some hesitancy to show him this. he creates a gap between his syllables for a moment. silent, but not wanting a wandering air of silence to follow them for too long. his stature migrates to the front of her before giving her plump lips a small peck. thanks for doing all this to celebrate with me, by the way. i spent a lot of time thinking about when to kiss you or holding you in my arms but not enough to thank you for your time. it doesn’t help that on top of it - i like you a lot. maybe the most obvious thing in the world, but sometimes it does help to have things said out loud, to have it in your memory. i’ll let you have my words; keep them in your pocket. he held true to his lower tone again, permissible only to her and cradled intimately within the modest distance he kept between their lips. the man sought out the curve of the woman’s waist and torso to slowly pull them towards him with his forearms deliberately wrapped around her, reeling her into another kiss. to lose himself in the pillows of her lips is to give every bit of himself over, so he decided to let his twin brims find solace in whatever duration they deemed desirable this time.

@park wonbin his choice of words reminds her of the time spent in his domain, submerging her chest in warmth from the feeling of pride. the baker hopes that you'll be a returning customer. thanks, babe. she caters to wiping the frosting that smudges across the corner of his mouth with her thumb and it off her digit with a burst of soulful laughter. it never crossed her mind that he'd wanted to explore the rest of her magical abode, almost wanting to decline because of how comfortable she was in his arms. right, right. the full experience. perking up to guide her guest to other areas of her domain, their hands stay linked as she leads him down the bright hallway of the next room. well furnished from head to toe with the range of instruments she uses to produce and compose her music. so, I should probably mention my addiction to sanrio before we step inside. her tone is sheepish, all too telling of a secret that's about to be revealed. you have arby's and i have sanrio. an airy sigh is all she can release before revealing the big glamour of the kuromi wall scroll that welcomes them in as they walk into a bedroom reminiscent of her real one. nothing too flashy but the pastel elements were there in color. this is the motivation i need to strengthen my cursed energy. kind of charming, isn't it? a furnished bedroom, check. an overwhelming feeling of wanting to hide in her skin, check. yet, their kind of dynamic was one that they could only understand, which made being exposed like this not too bad at the same time.

@im youha the man tracks her movements into the kitchen. leaving her to her devices, another curious set of glances relay off of the various points of interest along the apartment. its decoration is deliberate, while its more 'homey' belongings give the entirety of the interior the impression of being adequately lived in. he's able to wait patiently because the area he's in makes it seem easy. his eyes cling on to the woman once more once her stature spills into tangible sight, not that he had much trouble keeping his eyes on her to begin with. he extends his hand to receive the cupcake. why, how generous, thank you. these look delicious. in one hand is the dessert and the other subconsciously reaches around her shoulder as she compresses into the couch along with him. he playfully knocks his dessert against her's. cheers! he bites into the rimmed edge of the cupcake, where the cake met the frosting to get the best of both before humming almost melodically in approval. mmm, that's homemade right there. you baked it the right amount too. compliments to the baker. a small simper glazes over his lips, indulging himself in the dessert while affectionately rubbing her shoulder in assurance. knowing she was always close to him brought his conscience at ease. so, will the young sorceress give me a full tour of the domain? i’m sure you’ve been waiting to show this off. i figure this is your time to claim bragging rights over me.

@park wonbin you can stay here for as long as you want, that's for sure. she's light on her feet from his approval, a bit more pep in her step while leaving his lax state on the couch, and saunters into the kitchen to select two cupcakes from the baking tray she's left out to cool. now, the woman wasn't a perfectionist but the thought of having him reside in the other room just meters away made her nimble fingers shake with nerves as she coated the vanilla cupcakes with strawberry frosting. no matter what the result was he'd praise her for her hard work which made her face flush from the mere thought. taking both medium-sized desserts in each hand, she strides back to join the man on the couch who always gave her butterflies. i brought two in case you felt "greedy", but i also didn't want you to be snacking alone on such a great occasion. the composer returns the cupcake liner for him before handing it to her guest. if you want more... you can take a nibble from mine or there's more in the kitchen, bin. she the buttercream frosting from hers, making idle conversation as she leans into the comfort of his arms while waiting in great anticipation.

@im youha alright, alright. your wish is my command. his tone dilutes a bit after hearing the playful whines spread sparse across her words, giving way to a teasing chuckle from his end. he took the chance to grab a hold of her hand before the impending transition as the snap happened in an instant. suddenly, the ambiance was insulated, and the air no longer carried the wind but now a sweet aroma. an aroma as lucid and endearing as the woman whose domain had been expanded in front of them. they were now indoors. though his body was maneuvered around, her hand in his, the man could not help but juggle glances between new objects in his peripheral. the shine in his irises visibly lit up and danced; he could not contain his impressed countenance. you're impressive, babe. this is quite the domain to get lost in. the air turned sweet almost. i could almost live here. subsequent bouts of laughter bleed into the environment, from him and his acts of curiosity. he parks his stature on the couch, sitting and compressing into the cushion. ah, that's the stuff. a nice couch. but yes! the cupcakes i'm curious about. luckily i'm not too picky on flavorings. perhaps i'll be a bit too greedy if they're coming from you though.

@park wonbin can you stop mentioning tuna? her tone was light and playful, but still had a twinge of a whine to express her embarrassment. she was thankful that he wasn’t so judgemental about naturally occurring things in a scenario, giving her all the more reason to kiss him more often. with a snap of her fingers, she welcomes him into her domain like a handy dandy tool. my domain is like a private apartment that always smells like baked goods. to be more specific, vanilla since the extract is in almost all of the pastries i make. she places the picnic basket on the kitchen counter, taking hold of his hand to lead him toward the scenery of the couch. It would be easy to lure anyone here with a sweet tooth, wouldn’t it? a whimsical simper pains her cheeks, peering at the latter for a plausible reaction. i can give you your cupcakes here.