🌼 ❭ jake

@✽ cece z. good, don't be afraid to want more of me. greedy is just how i like it.
her figure nested favorably along his lap - akin to a kitten settling where it needed to be. the young man's cone of vision juggled between the solemn le of his prodding digit by her lips and the sultry eyes whose shadow bellowed into the blistering heat of lust. a cloud of desire cocooned around them, trapping their joining heat together and only for the two of them to share.
mmm, your words are falling like sweet venom to my ears, cece. i can't wait to see the twinkle in your eyes when you're looking up at me.
soon, both of their torso's collapse into each other as the man's back presses itself against the taut expanse of the bed. their collective bodies cratered the cushion of the mattress as her stature now formed a lustrous canopy above him, his hardening tent threatening to pierce and prod her ill-covered core as her heat and friction bled through his jeans. and yet his hands still cradled her supple to join the uniform rocks of her hips. his tongue folded and wrestled with hers not-so-silently, returning the inscrutable hums of his passion. it was not soon thereafter did he maneuver the both of them, pivoting their weight on the axis of his hips and letting her roll onto her back next to him as their positions switched. the man now sat between the woman's legs, letting a hand ascend up to gently coil along for a brief moment's respite, in unison to him pressing a lingering kiss along the faintly parted cupid's bow of her lips, tender as they were for him. his heavy hands then allowed his digits to work in duos - the index and middle of his left hand meeting underneath the waist of her bottoms, reeling them toward him as his left hand hinged on both, letting them fall between her knees and finally past her ankles until she was just left in just the laced underwear which separated a thin fabric between his catalyzing touch and her wetness. and his right hand, his middle and ring finger teased the clothed folds by drawing a line up and down along the center of her heated region, intermittently drawing circles where he wanted.
ah, such a good color on you too. too bad it'll be soiled and slid right off of you to meet with the rest of your clothes in a pile.
in one fell swoop, the waist of her lacy underwear came into the hold of his tittering digits, allowing him to slide them off and lean down, his volatile brims eliciting a haggard warm breath which skimmed her exposed . he only teased the region further by dotting kisses along her thighs and out flesh just adjacent to her center.
one rule when you're with me is that if i want to eat you out, i will, ok? another rule is - don't fight it. if you want to around me, do so. i'll know if you're holding back, and that will just make me want to have you harder. can you do that for daddy?

@✽ jaeyun s. ʲᵃᵏᵉ the stocky blackness nestled so perfectly atop of the older’s flat cartilage captures the model’s entire attention, deriving her corrupted consciousness into almost cataclysmic spiral of salacious thoughts. the simple accessory giving a rather boyish charm to his otherwise angular features — exposing his young age. she takes a quick notice of her flustered complexion in the reflection of his glasses, roseate tinge prettily blossoming across the protuberant cheekbones a cruel evidence of her blasphemous contemplations.
you make me feel so greedy. i want the taste of both.
she can’t help but lean into the warmness of his long digits spreading across the youthful plumpness of her cheek, the action so sweet and contradictory against the obscenity of the uttered locution. the pad of the latter’s thumb teases a path across the cushions of her lips, tittering her on verge of shameless as the soft pair gape further and encapsulate around its phalanx, teeth baring out only to graze along the sensitive skin before drowning lower, capturing the whole extremity a hostage within her hot cavern, wet muscle ghosting along the underside — a meek preview of what’s about to come later on. once she pulls away they are still connected by a stretched out string of her saliva, pupils so blow out that the younger almost seem intoxicated by his ethereal presence alone.
i don’t find any shame in that. in fact, i look the prettiest when i’m on my knees with my mouth stuffed full. yes… daddy. your wish is my command.
she all but purrs, and it doesn’t take her long to absolutely melt against the pillowy brims of his mouth, tongue hungry as it welcomes itself inside of the warm cavern, gliding along so easily as if it was its second nature. the heat of the idol’s palms spread across the thick flesh of her globes and she mewls, high and needy, her own hands finding shelter at the broad expanse of his shoulders, pressing just enough pressure to force his upper body to lay across the softness of the mattress. her taut physique effortlessly follows the beautiful stretch of his sculptured torso, her hips eager to obey his guidance as they start to grate against the forming tent inside of his tightening pants, swirling her lower body in slow yet nonetheless bold circular motions, her privates so poorly covered behind the skimpy restraints of her lacy underwear, deliciously rubbing along the rough fabric of the latter’s jeans, forcing her to choke up within the next inhale, whining against the saccharine taste of his mouth — not too loud yet enough of an indicator of the aching pleasure.
we… we could easily arrange that.

@✽ cece z. the young idol's eyes do not dare adhere to any sort of detour. his eyes quickly fixate on the voluptuous woman in front of him, threatening to collapse her stature atop of his. the man's line of sight draws an incorporeal line from where she was to where she now rested - solidly on his lap as his head crooks slightly upward. his vision was eclipsed by the thick frames, but attentive enough where he could see the outline of his countenance swimming in the lustrous irises of the other. his forearms were quick to wrap around her waist, letting the body heat which congregated between their pelvises join and greet each other.
whether you're a good girl or a bad girl tonight, i have rewards and punishments for both so don't worry. you'll get your fill of me.
he takes a hand of his, cradling her chin with his hand as his thumb prods up to tap against the woman's luscious lips, outlining their shape with the pad of his thumb before swiping it along her lower lip.
such beautiful lips on a good girl like you. a shame they'll be so full later. now, i'll kiss you and we can go from there. if that pretty of yours wants to ride my lap, let it. i want you to make being in these pants unbearable, so much so that i take them off for you, ok?
the young man's coiling gaze never falters, in fact, it stayed true for the entire time. sometimes juggling between her lips and back at the pupils above. but he etches a small chuckle and smirk into his lips, teasingly swiping his bottom lip with the pad of his tongue before leaning against her, pressing his yearning couplets against hers and reeling her torso in. his heavy palms migrated now to accompany her plump bottom, caressing the generous flesh into his hands before splicing intermittent syllables into the kiss, whispering under his breath.
cece, i can't wait to taste more of you.

@✽ jaeyun s. ʲᵃᵏᵉ obsidian pair rimmed with sharp black lines that never fail to accentuate the youth’s almost feline like visage take in each and every single detail of the dimmed space as she blindly follows him to the privacy of his room, plump couplets remaining silent throughout the whole ordeal, allowing herself to fully bask in the smooth velvet of the older’s voice tickling her ear canals with curiosity, smooth on his syllables as if he practiced his monologue in the reflection of a mirror before picking her up. his impressive stature executes sheer confidence, and she can only nod along at his words, pink muscle seemingly tethered in the warm confines of — obviously not used to such talkative men as most of them preferred to guide her with their bodies, the young idol a breath of fresh air and a highly welcomed change. dainty fingers hook around the hem of her short jean skirt and she hikes up the thick fabric up her toned sun kissed thighs, allowing her to finally spread the long limbs and encapsulate the sturdiness of the latter’s hips, giving his sides a rather possessive squeeze, the voluptuous behind claiming its spot atop of his pelvis before finally greeting him through a coquettish giggle, glossy plumpers stretched at corners.
i can’t promise anything, jakey. but i will do my best to be a good girl and reach your expectations.

@✽ cece z. the young man takes slow deliberate steps, making sure she would be able to visualize and the remember the way to his bed as he takes her lithesome digits into the cradling mesh of his, guiding her forward.
welcome to the venue, cece. i hope you were not waiting too long. i know you're impatient. i trust that you'll be able to make an acquaintance out of the ambiance here. in my room, you don't have to fight it - give into your desires and you'll be taken care of.
his hand snakes away from the all-encompassing warm of her palm, but only to drag his stature toward the edge of the bed. he sits, letting his lap present itself to the woman of the evening as the pads of his fingertips pat at both of his thighs.
and your seat, cece. make yourself comfortable and be a good girl, ok? i'll guide you through your meal.

@✽ heejin j. the heavy rays of sunshine started to depart as the evening pursued and subsequently caught up with the day. his schedules are not shy to occupy his time, but that gives the young man any allotment to carefully section out a tutoring section like this. tutoring was not unknown to him, but just simply a charity he barely found time to spare in recent memory. however, his soon-to-be arriving student was someone notable - standing proud in the stature of her fame, an idol just like he was, and likewise someone he had considered himself to be a fan of. he hiked up the sleeves of his long sleeve, just until the cuffs danced with the middle of his forearms, cleared the coiling catch in his throat, and opens the door to welcome her in, "heejin! you're a bit early. that's good. that means we have a bit more time to play with for your lesson." a reeling smile cuts into his cheeks as the young man welcomes her into his room, feet shuffling around to make space for her impending steps forward. "please, make yourself at home. and you can set aside your shoes there." the man gestures toward a small congregation of shoes adjacent to the door before approaching the table in which their lesson was to begin. "so, you want to learn english? i have a couple of lessons but what do you feel is your biggest weakness with the language? we can tackle that first. i’m all yours for the lesson."