☘insert kpop boy of choice☘

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You held Christian tight; arms around his neck breathing his scent in. He patted your sides lightly, signaling for you to let go. You did so, an embarrassed blush settling on your cheeks. Christian led you through the crowd of fans and paparazzi in the airport until you made it to the car waiting for you both outside. Once in you snuggled up to Christian. He leaned away from you. Your heart sank, six months away on tour and this is how he feels seeing you for the first time. You moved away, leaning away from him as you looked out the window the rest of the ride home. You checked on Christian every so often, looking at him every once in a while. His face was unreadable; blank but also pensive. You watched the city pass by as your thoughts consumed you. The worst replaying over and over again - he wants to break up. You hardly remember going up to the apartment. When the door shut you leaned against it, your fingers fiddling with each other. 

“Christian I can tell something is wrong… if it is about us I’d rather you just tell me than give me the cold shoulder. If… if you want to break up just te…” 

Christian cut you off, pressing you against the door with his body as he kissed you fervently. You stood still for a moment shocked at the quick turn of events before you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him close. He leaned down, breaking off the kiss to trail sloppy kisses over your neck. He sucked little marks into your soft skin causing you to let out a whimper. You wore nothing more than a thin tank top due to the crushing heat outside. Christian easily slipped his hands under the flimsy material, caressing you needily.

“Bedroom…” you whispered as you kissed up his neck to his jawline. 

Christian responded almost instantly, gripping your thighs before lifting you off the ground. You wrapped your legs around him, lacing your hands through his hair as you continued to kiss him. Sharing breaths between each other, trying to rest your bruised lips yet not being able to get enough of each other. You giggled slightly when he bumped into the walls, trying his best to locate the bedroom while completely transfixed on you. 

He set you down on the bed, towering above you. “How do you want it, my love?” he said, his voice deep and husky from the immense lust he felt for you. 

“Rough.” you said with a wicked smile.

Christian didn’t hesitate to flip you over, your chest against the bed but your ass high in the air. Christian wasted no time moving your lengthy skirt to the side. He let out a groan at the sight before him, “No panties? That’s my good girl, always ready for me with a needy cunt.” he said, dragging two fingers through your already slick folds. 

You shuttered at the contact, “Please…” you mewled.

Christian chuckled, he gave you no time to adjust before plunging his cock into you. You almost screamed at the sensation. Your tight hold strangling him after not having him for months. “Fuck baby…” he gasped, pulling out and running the tip of his cock through your folds, paying special attention to your clit. Your legs started to shake, Christians strong hands moved to rest on your hips. “You alright?” he asked gently.

You nodded quickly, pushing your hips back against him, begging him to fuck you. And he did just that, this time slowly inching his cock into you making you both moan. He set a fast pace, battering against you just how you liked it. Your knuckles were white as they gripped the sheets. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, how your ragged breaths did nothing to stop the moans and whines escaping your mouth without your consent. Christian gathered your hair in his hand, yanking you up slightly. He sped up his thrusts, yanking your hair every so often making you cry out in pleasure. Your nipples skimmed against the sheets as Christian held you up, increasing the bolts of electricity that cascaded over your skin. You felt his other hand wrap around your waist, drawing fast circles over your clit repeatedly. You cried out as your body shook, waves of pleasure crushing you. 

Christian let go of your hair, watching your body slump against the bed. Yet you continued to rut against him, wanting to drag out your high as long as you could. He maintained the slow circles on your clit until you cried out for him to stop. As your cunt spasmed around him for a final time Christian held you tight to him, his cock buried deep inside you. You felt him cum as his fingers dug into your sides. He leaned down, kissing up your spine. “I love you.” he said.

You slowly rolled onto your back as Christian pulled out. You held out your hand, which Christian gladly took, climbing into bed next to you. You cuddled into his chest, still trying to regulate your breathing. Even closing your legs was a struggle due to how sensitive you were. Christian pulled a thin blanket over the two of you, a peaceful calm resting over you both. 

“I gave you the cold shoulder because I knew the second I laid my hands on you I had to have you like this.” he said against the crown of your head.

You chuckled slightly, “And to think you wanted to break up with me.” 

Christian squeezed you tighter, “Never, I want you close to me. Always.”

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