jorie

You and Sunoo have been dating for almost a year now, and you’ve been sharing the same apartment for the past few months.

That night, you stood in front of the full-length mirror in your bedroom, staring at your reflection. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t bring yourself to like what you saw. Your oversized t-shirt hung loosely over your frame, paired with simple pajama pants. You turned slightly from side to side, hoping to find an angle that felt right, but nothing helped. The longer you looked, the heavier the insecurity settled in your chest. You just felt… ugly.

A few minutes later, Sunoo walked into the room. He paused for a second, instinctively sensing something was wrong. Without a word, he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. His warm hands settled gently on your hips as he rested his chin on your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your neck.

His eyes met yours in the mirror.

“Why are you looking at yourself like that, baby?” he whispered, his voice low and affectionate. He swayed the two of you gently from side to side, hugging you a little tighter, as if he could shield you from your own thoughts.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to meet Sunoo’s eyes in the mirror. Instead, you stared at your own face, then let your gaze drag down your body with clear discomfort. Your voice came out small and shaky.

“I just feel disgusted, baby… Damn it, I hate how my body looks. I don’t even want to look at myself naked.”

Sunoo’s expression softened, but something else flickered in his eyes as he watched you through the reflection. He hated seeing you speak about yourself like this. To him, you were beautiful — every curve, every inch — and it pained him that you couldn’t see it.

Without saying a word, he slowly slid one hand under the hem of your oversized t-shirt, his warm palm gliding across your bare stomach. His other hand slipped into your pajama pants, fingers brushing over your skin. You weren’t wearing anything underneath.

A soft, teasing smile curved his lips as he gently squeezed your hip.

“No bra… no panties…” he murmured against your ear, his voice low and playful. “You really walked around like this the whole time? Naughty girl.”

He pressed another kiss to your neck, this time slower, while his hands continued their gentle exploration under your clothes. His touch was both comforting and possessive, as if he could chase away every ugly thought with his fingertips.

“You have no idea how perfect you are to me,” he whispered, eyes locked on yours in the mirror. “But if you need me to show you… I’ll be more than happy to.”

You whispered shakily, still avoiding your own reflection, “Love… I’m honest. I don’t look good.”

Your fingers gently wrapped around his wrist, not stopping him, just holding on as his hands stayed beneath your clothes.

Sunoo’s eyes softened with so much love it made your chest ache. He kissed the side of your neck slowly, tenderly, then spoke against your skin in a gentle whisper.

“Can I, baby?” His voice was warm and patient. “Let me touch you… I’ll tell you every single thing about how beautiful your body is underneath these clothes. You’re lying to yourself, love. You’re so beautiful.”

You hesitated for a moment, then leaned back against his chest, melting into his warmth. You gave him a small nod while looking at him through the mirror, your eyes meeting his.

That was all the permission he needed.

Sunoo smiled softly and pressed a lingering kiss on your shoulder. His hand under your t-shirt cupped your breast fully, squeezing it with gentle affection as his thumb circled your nipple until it stiffened. At the same time, his other hand slipped deeper into your pajama pants, fingers gliding between your already slick folds.

“Look at me, baby,” he murmured. “Feel how wet you are for me already… Your pretty little pussy is so warm and soft.” He slowly pushed one finger inside you, then added a second, pumping them in and out with slow, deep strokes while his palm rubbed gently against your clit.

“You see these hips?” he whispered, pressing his hips forward so you could feel his hardness against your ass. “They’re perfect. I love how they fit in my hands… how they move when I’m inside you.”

His fingers curled inside your warmth, stroking that sensitive spot as he continued, “And these breasts… so soft and heavy in my palm. Your nipples get so hard when I touch them, like they’re begging for my mouth.”

He kissed your neck again, sucking lightly as his fingers moved a little faster, making wet, quiet sounds inside your soaked heat.

“Every curve, every inch of you turns me on so much,” he breathed, voice full of adoration. “You’re not just beautiful, baby… you’re fucking perfect to me. I could spend hours touching and kissing every part of you until you believe it.”

You leaned back fully against his chest, your head resting on his shoulder as you kept watching him through the mirror. Sunoo’s eyes were dark with love and desire, his fingers still moving slowly and deeply inside your soaked pussy.

He kissed your neck tenderly and whispered against your skin, his voice warm and full of adoration,

“Even other girls would love to have the body you have right now, baby. I’m serious. Any guy would be drooling over you just like I am… because you’re perfect.”

His fingers curled gently inside you, stroking that sweet spot over and over while his thumb drew slow, loving circles on your swollen clit. Wet sounds filled the quiet room as he pumped his two fingers deeper, stretching you open with care.

“Look at this pretty pussy…” he breathed, voice husky but so gentle. “So warm, so tight, and so fucking wet for me. I love how you clench around my fingers, baby. It’s perfect. Everything about it is perfect.”

His other hand pushed your t-shirt higher, fully exposing both of your breasts in the mirror. He cupped them lovingly, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh while his fingers played with your sensitive nipples, rolling and lightly pinching them.

“These beautiful tits… God, I can’t get enough of them. So soft and full in my hands. I love the way they bounce when I fuck you. I love sucking on them until you’re shaking.” He groaned softly and kissed your shoulder. “You have no idea how crazy they make me.”

Sunoo pressed his hard cock against your ass, grinding slowly so you could feel how much he wanted you.

“And these hips… fuck, baby. These curves drive me insane. I love grabbing them when I’m buried deep inside you. I love watching them move every time I thrust into this perfect little cunt.”

He slid a third finger inside you, stretching you wider as he pumped them in a steady, loving rhythm. His palm kept rubbing your clit with every stroke, making your legs tremble.

“You’re so beautiful it hurts,” he whispered, eyes locked on yours in the mirror, full of worship. “Every inch of you. Your soft tummy, your thighs, your pretty pussy, your breasts… All of it. I’m obsessed with your body, love. I’d kiss and lick every single part if you let me. You’re not just beautiful… you’re my goddess.”

He nuzzled into your neck, placing open-mouthed kisses there while his fingers kept fucking you slowly, deeply, and so lovingly.

“I’ll keep telling you… and showing you… until you finally see what I see.”

“Love… Sunoo…” you whimpered breathlessly, your voice shaking as his fingers kept moving inside you.

Your whole body was trembling against him. The pleasure was building so intensely that your legs felt weak. You could barely stay upright.

“Love… I can’t stay still… I need to sit down,” you gasped, barely able to get the words out.

Sunoo’s eyes softened with understanding and desire. Without pulling his fingers out of your dripping pussy, he gently guided you down onto the soft rug in front of the mirror. He sat behind you, pulling your back flush against his chest so you were half-laying, half-leaning on him. Your legs spread open naturally as he kept you cradled in his arms.

“Easy, baby… I’ve got you,” he whispered tenderly against your ear, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

Even in this new position, he didn’t stop. His fingers continued sliding in and out of your soaked cunt. The wet, lewd sounds of his three fingers pumping into you echoed softly in the room. His thumb never left your swollen clit, rubbing gentle, steady circles that made your hips twitch helplessly.

“Look at yourself, my love,” he murmured, voice full of worship as he gazed at your reflection with you. “Look how beautiful you look right now… all flushed and trembling because of me.”

He curled his fingers inside you, pressing firmly against your sensitive spot while his other hand caressed your exposed breasts, squeezing them softly and tugging at your hardened nipples.

“Your pussy is clenching so tightly around my fingers… so warm and wet. Fuck, baby, I love feeling how much your body wants me.” He kissed the side of your neck, sucking lightly. “These pretty thighs are shaking so much… and your cute little clit is all swollen and sensitive. You’re perfect. So fucking perfect.”

You leaned back heavier against his chest, moaning softly as waves of pleasure rolled through you. Sunoo held you closer, one arm wrapped around your waist while his fingers kept fucking you with slow, devoted strokes.

“I’m not stopping until you see how gorgeous you are,” he whispered, eyes locked on yours through the mirror. “Every tremble, every moan, every drop of wetness running down my hand… it’s all because you’re this beautiful.”

“Fuck… baby… ahh—” you moaned brokenly, eyes fluttering shut as intense pleasure washed over you. You whimpered softly, completely lost in the feeling of his long fingers stretching and stroking deep inside your soaked pussy. Every slow thrust made your walls clench around him, your slick dripping down his hand.

Sunoo had already pulled your pajama pants all the way down to your ankles, leaving you completely bare from the waist down. Your legs were spread wide over his, fully exposed in front of the mirror.

You cracked your eyes open and glanced up at him, breathing shakily. “Sunoo… baby…”

He looked at you with so much love and hunger, his gaze dark yet incredibly gentle. He pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to your neck while his fingers kept pumping steadily into your dripping cunt — three fingers now, curling lovingly against that spongy spot that made your toes curl.

“Yes, my love?” he whispered tenderly against your ear, voice husky. “Look at me, baby. Don’t close your eyes… I want you to see how beautiful you look when you’re falling apart on my fingers.”

He used his free hand to pull your t-shirt higher, bunching it just under your chin so both of your breasts were fully exposed. His palm cupped one softly, squeezing and kneading the plush flesh while his thumb teased your stiff nipple.

“God, baby… your pussy is so fucking pretty,” he praised, voice full of worship as he watched his fingers disappear between your glistening folds. “So wet… dripping all over my hand like this. You’re making such a mess, and I love it. I love how your tight little hole sucks me in.”

You whimpered louder, hips twitching helplessly as he thrust his fingers deeper, fucking you with slow, deliberate strokes. The wet, squelching sounds were obscene in the quiet room.

Sunoo groaned softly, grinding his hard cock against your ass. “These hips… these soft thighs… fuck, I want to kiss every inch of them. You’re so beautiful it drives me crazy. Any guy would kill to have you like this, but you’re mine. Only mine.”

He curled his fingers again, pressing firmly against your g-spot while his thumb rubbed perfect circles on your swollen clit.

“Keep moaning for me, baby,” he murmured lovingly, kissing your shoulder. “Let me hear how good my pretty girl feels. You’re perfect… every single part of you is perfect.”

You kept moaning softly, eyes fixed on the mirror as you watched his fingers disappear inside your glistening pussy again and again. The sight made your cheeks burn even hotter. You glanced back at Sunoo over your shoulder, lips parted.

“Baby…” you breathed.

Sunoo leaned forward instantly and captured your lips in a deep kiss. His tongue slipped into your mouth, tasting every whimper as his fingers never stopped moving inside you. At the same time, he hooked his hands under your thighs and yanked them higher, spreading you wider open. Your knees bent toward your chest, completely exposing your dripping cunt in the mirror.

You moaned loudly into his mouth as the new angle let his fingers sink even deeper. The wet, filthy sounds of him fingering you grew louder.

“Fuck— baby!” you cried out when he broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Sunoo rested his forehead against yours, breathing heavily, eyes full of adoration and lust.

“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” he whispered, voice thick with love. “Look at your pretty pussy stretching around my fingers… so wet and puffy. I could watch you like this forever.”

He curled his fingers harder against your g-spot, pumping faster while holding your thighs high and open. Your slick was dripping down his hand and onto the rug.

You trembled violently, whimpering as the pleasure became overwhelming.

“Baby… let me have my turn please,” you pleaded softly, voice shaking with need. “Please, Sunoo…”

He slowed his fingers but didn’t pull them out yet, still gently stroking your walls as he looked at you with pure affection.

“You want your turn, my love?” he asked tenderly, kissing the corner of your lips. “You want me to stop touching this perfect little pussy and let you take care of me instead?”

He gave your thighs another gentle squeeze, keeping them spread as he waited for your answer, eyes never leaving yours in the mirror.

You nodded shyly, eyes full of need.

Sunoo’s expression softened with a gentle smile. He slowly pulled his fingers out of your dripping pussy, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. He helped you out of your oversized t-shirt, lifting it over your head and tossing it aside. Then he slid your pajama pants completely off your ankles, leaving you fully naked in front of him.

You turned around and eagerly helped him take off his shirt, revealing his toned chest. Your hands shook with anticipation as you tugged his pajama pants and boxers down together. His hard cock sprang free, thick and flushed, already leaking at the tip.

The second he was naked, you wrapped your hand around his length and started stroking him slowly, feeling him throb in your palm. Sunoo let out a soft groan, his hand gently threading through your hair.

You lowered yourself between his legs, kneeling on the rug while he sat leaning back against the mirror. You tapped his heavy cock against your lips a few times, looking up at him with soft, loving eyes, before parting your lips and taking him into your warm mouth.

“Mmm… fuck, baby,” Sunoo moaned softly, his voice full of adoration as he watched you. “That’s it… good girl.”

You sucked gently at first, swirling your tongue around his swollen tip, tasting the precum that was dripping for you. Then you relaxed your throat and slowly took him deeper, sliding more of his thick cock into your mouth until your nose pressed against his pelvis.

Sunoo’s hand caressed your hair tenderly, not pushing, just holding you with pure affection.

“Look at you… my beautiful girl,” he whispered, voice husky but so soft. “You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth. Those lips stretched around me… fuck, you’re perfect.”

He gently stroked your cheek with his thumb as you started bobbing your head, sucking him with slow, wet strokes. Your tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft, making him twitch inside your mouth.

“You’re so good to me, baby… so warm and wet. I love watching you take all of me like this.” He groaned quietly, hips twitching slightly. “Even your throat feels perfect… so tight and welcoming. God, I’m so lucky. You have no idea how obsessed I am with you.”

You kept sucking him lovingly, eyes occasionally glancing up to meet his, while he continued praising you in that gentle, worshipping tone.

You kept sucking him, bobbing your head with slow, wet strokes while your hand pumped the base of his cock. Sunoo groaned softly, eyes half-lidded in pleasure.

His hand reached down between your spread thighs again, fingers sliding easily through your soaked folds. He let out a shaky breath as he felt how dripping wet you still were.

“Fuck, baby…” he moaned, voice thick with adoration. “You’re even wetter now. Your pretty pussy is making such a mess while you suck my cock… You really love this, don’t you?”

Two of his fingers slipped back inside you without warning, pushing deep into your warm, clenching heat. He started fingering you slowly but firmly, curling them against your g-spot with every thrust while you moaned around his thick cock.

The vibrations from your moans made him twitch hard in your mouth.

“You’re so perfect,” he whispered, breathing heavily as he watched you. “Look at you… kneeling here naked, sucking me so well while your tight little pussy sucks my fingers. You’re my beautiful girl. So fucking sexy.”

He pumped his fingers faster, the wet squelching sounds mixing with the obscene noises of you sucking him. His thumb found your swollen clit and rubbed gentle circles, making your thighs tremble.

After a few more moments, Sunoo gently pulled your head back, sliding his cock out of your mouth with a wet pop. A string of saliva connected your lips to his glistening tip. He looked at you with dark, loving eyes, his fingers still buried deep inside your cunt.

“Baby…” he breathed, voice hoarse with need. “I want to fuck you. I need to be inside you right now.”

He leaned forward and kissed you deeply, tasting himself on your tongue, while his fingers kept stroking your walls.

“Can I, my love?” he asked softly against your lips, thumb still rubbing your clit. “Let me make love to this perfect body… I want to fill you up and show you how much I worship every inch of you.”

You nodded again, whispering softly, “Yes, love… please.”

Sunoo’s eyes darkened with lust and affection. He gripped your thigh firmly against his shoulder and started fucking you deeper and faster. His hips snapped forward with more intensity, driving his thick cock into you with long, powerful strokes that made your breasts bounce and your back slide against the mirror.

“Fuck— that’s it, baby,” he groaned, voice husky and loving. “Take all of me. This pretty pussy was made for my cock. So tight… so fucking perfect.”

The new pace made wet, filthy sounds echo loudly every time his hips slapped against your ass. He leaned in closer, folding you further as he pounded deeper, hitting that perfect spot over and over again.

“Look at you,” he praised breathlessly“So beautiful when you’re getting fucked. Your tits bouncing, your pussy creaming all over me… God, I’m so obsessed with this body. Every curve, every inch — I love it all."

Your moans grew louder and needier. The pleasure built rapidly as his cock drove into you relentlessly. You clenched hard around him, thighs shaking violently.

“Sunoo— baby— I’m—!”

Your orgasm crashed over you suddenly. You cried out, back arching off the mirror as your pussy spasmed and clenched tightly around his cock, gushing wetly around him. Your whole body trembled hard while he kept fucking you through it, never slowing down.

“That’s my good girl,” he moaned lovingly, watching you fall apart. “Cum for me, baby. So pretty when you cum… fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight.”

A few deep, desperate thrusts later, Sunoo buried himself to the hilt and came hard inside you. He groaned your name against your neck, hips stuttering as he filled you with thick, warm spurts, panting softly while holding you close.

After both of you came down from your highs, Sunoo gently lowered your leg and pulled you into his arms. He kissed your forehead, your cheeks, then your lips — full of love.

He stayed buried inside you for a moment longer, stroking your hair tenderly.

“Do you want to eat ice cream, baby?” he asked with a soft, playful smile.

You nodded, still catching your breath, a shy little smile on your face.

Sunoo chuckled warmly and kissed the tip of your nose.

“Good. But first…” He cupped your face gently, making you look into his eyes. “Never feel insecure like that again, okay? Especially not with me. You are beautiful. Every single part of you. When you doubt yourself, I want you to come to me. I’ll remind you exactly how perfect you are… just like I did tonight. You’re my everything. Don’t ever forget that.”

He kissed you once more, before slowly pulling out of you with a soft groan.

After cleaning each other up in a long, warm shower filled with gentle kisses and soft touches, you both changed into fresh clothes. Sunoo wore a simple black t-shirt and gray sweatpants, while you put on one of his oversized hoodies and nothing underneath.

Now, you were sitting together on the cozy outdoor couch on the balcony. The city lights sparkled beautifully below, creating a peaceful night view. A cool breeze brushed against your skin.

Sunoo came back from the kitchen holding a big bowl of vanilla ice cream with two spoons. He sat beside you and immediately pulled you close. You leaned your head on his shoulder, humming contentedly as he placed the bowl in his lap so you could both share it.

He scooped a spoonful and brought it to your lips first.

“Here, baby,” he said softly, feeding you with a gentle smile.

You took the bite, the cold sweetness melting on your tongue. After swallowing, you nuzzled closer to his neck and whispered,

“Sunoo… thank you. For everything tonight. I felt so ugly earlier, but the way you touched me… the way you looked at me… I almost believed I’m beautiful.”

Sunoo turned his head and kissed your forehead, then your temple.

“You are beautiful,” he said firmly, yet so lovingly. “Not ‘almost.’ You are. I meant every single word I said. Your body drives me crazy. I love touching you, kissing you, being inside you… because it’s you.”

You blushed and took the spoon from him, scooping some ice cream and feeding him back. While he ate, you spoke quietly again,

“Sometimes I still get insecure… especially when I look in the mirror too long. But when you hold me like this… and talk to me like that… it helps. A lot.”

Sunoo wrapped his arm tighter around you, pulling you even closer. His fingers gently stroked your arm under the hoodie.

“Then I’ll do it every time you need me to,” he promised, voice warm. “I’ll fuck you in front of that mirror every night if that’s what it takes for you to see what I see. Or I’ll hold you like this and remind you softly. Whatever you need, baby. You never have to hide how you feel from me.”

You lifted your head slightly to look at him, eyes soft.

“I love you, Sunoo. Really. Thank you for making me feel wanted… and pretty.”

He smiled, that bright, heart-melting smile, and leaned in to kiss you slowly, tasting the vanilla on your lips.

“I love you more,” he whispered against your mouth. “And I’ll keep proving it every single day. You’re my perfect girl. Inside and out.”

You laid your head back on his shoulder, feeling safe and warm. The two of you continued sharing the ice cream in comfortable silence, occasionally feeding each other, while the city lights twinkled below.