Imagination Porn

The blankets are stirring, startling your cat, making her bound out the door. Taeyong pulls the covers down blinking his eyes sleepily but they light up when they fall on you. A child’s joy as he says your name, voice raspy from sleep.

‘Hi.’ you answer, brushing the hair off his forehead. You couldn’t help yourself he looked so cute. He reaches up and pushes all your hair to the front to cover your face. 

‘I was trying to be sweet.’ you say annoyed.

‘Is this not sweet.’ he says ruffling your hair even more. You try to push him away but he grabs onto you, pulling you into a chaste kiss. He parts then nuzzles into your neck. His smell enveloping you. Clean laundry and something warm, musky, sweet like honey.

‘What did you do today?’ he asks.

‘Watched the hand move around the clock.’

‘Let me guess, it went from the 10 to the 11 then to the 12.’

‘It’s like you were there.’

‘Maybe I was.’

‘Are you spying on me?’

‘I’ve got to make sure you’re eating all your rice cakes.’ 

‘Please don’t pretend like you’re the responsible one in this relationship.’

‘I am!’

‘Pfft! you don’t even know how to tie your shoelaces properly.’ you say poking his cheek. He pulls back to look at you seriously.

‘You’ve never cooked a meal that involved more than 4 ingredients.’ he counters

‘When you helped me put together that desk last week, you told me it was the first time you’d ever held a screw driver.’

‘You don’t floss.’

‘You lose your phone constantly.’

‘So do you!’

‘Yeah well, at least I get to choose the clothes that I wear.’

‘Okay fine, we’re both losers.’

‘You’re definitely more of a loser than me.’

He laughs in defeat and you settle into a peaceful silence with only the music from next door filtering in through the walls. His warmth felt so good pressed against your body and you itched to touch him more. You pull up to kiss each one of his fluttering eyelids than the tip of his nose, finally you bring your mouths together. Your lips buzzed with the sensation. You let his tongue slide in and meld with yours. It was like hot syrup. The kiss soothed you, it felt like home but you still wanted more. You hitch your leg over his making your skirt hike up. Pulling him in closer. You feel his hardening cock pressed up against you.

‘Can I?’ he mumbles against your lips. You hum in response. He pulls himself from the confines of his sweat pants and merely tugs your panties aside. He pushes in slowly. The stretch burns white hot. He grinds into you languidly, not really fucking you and kisses down your neck crooning softly. You indulge him for a while until you’d had enough of his sappiness. You push him onto his back and straddle him, burying his cock back deep inside of you. He groans. You keep the pace slow, enjoying how you were now controlling the situation. You pull almost all the way off before gradually sinking back down making him spill out sweet desperate sounds. He’s grabbing at your hips, trying to make you go faster.

‘Its fine when you want to go slow.’ you taunt.

‘Why is it always payback with you?’ he closes his eyes, pushing his head back into the pillow. You rock back and forth taking pleasure in the feeling of him pressed against your walls. Your cotton blouse was restricting your movement. You start undoing the buttons.

‘Hey.’ you say softly to get Taeyong’s attention. He opens his eyes and they colour with lust as you slip off your shirt. His hands come up to play with the lace of your bra so you appease him by removing that as well.

‘We’ve done this a little backwards, huh?’ you say running your hands along his stomach pushing up his t-shirt. He reaches down to pull it over his head. You lightly send your fingers tips up his newly exposed flesh then back down his sides, watching how his skin moves with each jolt of your hips.

‘We missed your favourite part.’ he says, now trying to remove his pants.

‘Foreplay?’ you ask, reaching behind yourself to push them down far enough so he can kick them off.

He hums ‘You really enjoy sucking my cock.’ 

‘I think I really enjoy your mouth on my cunt.’ you argue.

He suddenly sits up crossing his legs under you burying his head into your chest, his arms holding you close.

‘I like that too.’ he purrs. You have to readjust to this new position but the heat of his skin pressed against yours felt like heaven. 

You pull his head up for a kiss, gliding your lips along his. You squeeze around him experimentally and he shudders to your delight.

‘I wish we could do this forever.’ he whispers against you lips. You laugh, he was so sentimental. 

‘And, why don’t we?’ you grin, arching back, feeling him carry your weight. He moves forward to mouth at your breasts.

‘I’m really close.’ he murmurs against your tender skin, fucking up into you with quickening jerks. You pull yourself up right to look into his eyes.

‘But you haven’t even got all my clothes off yet.’ your skirt had ridden up your torso and panties were ridding up into places too.

He pauses in contemplation ‘You’re right.’ he pushes forward so you fall on your back, your head hanging of the bed. He delicately unclasps your skirt and pulls it smoothly from your legs along with your panties. You can feel him leaving wet kisses on your inner thigh.

‘What’s this? midplay?’ you ask and he huffs out a laugh.

His mouth trails to your centre. He laps over the folds, letting out a deep moan at the taste. It’s like velvet against silk. Blood is rushing to your head pounding in your ears. You come up onto your elbows before you pass out and gaze at him gently licking up and down like he’s eating ice-cream cone. He circles his tongue in your already stretched out hole sending a fizzing sensation up your spine. You curl your toes, a moan stuck in your throat. With eyelids flickering closed he begins to alternate between fast and slow licks across your clit.

‘That feels so good.’ you sigh petting his hair. He moans in answer, basking in your praise. He then covers your clit with his lips sucking intensely, shuddery breathes coming from his nose. He brings two fingers to your hole, pushing in and out, crooking them in the most blissful way. You cum with a loud gasp, fingers and toes tingling. Pleasure shooting from where Taeyong’s mouth is still sucking. You gyrate your hips, riding out the waves of your orgasm. He peeks up at you, eyes glossy and breathing heavily from his pink, wet, open mouth. You push him onto his back pressing your bodies together. You make out slow and lazily until he begins to rut against your hip. The frustration evident in his gasps. He rolls you over.

‘So impatient for someone who wants to do this forever.’ you tut.

‘I let you cum.’ he says indignantly.

Your about to reply when he runs his cock along your wet heat.

‘Tell me you want it.’ he whispers in your ear.

You scoff ‘Not as much as you.’ 

‘Well at least tell me you love me.’ he says getting petulant, you loved when he got like that. You reached down pushing his cock inside you while saying sweetly, 

‘I love you.’ you could see the stars in his eyes as he looked down upon you, a smile playing on his lips. 

‘I love you too.’ he says before thrusting in, forcefully. You wrap your legs around his waist to take him deeper.

‘You said you were going to do the dishes.’ annoyance clear in his voice.

‘Oh… I forgot, sorry.’ you mumble a little too insincerely.

‘You’ve been home all day and you haven’t done anything!’ 

‘Well, I mean, I got caught up watching this new season.’ you say starting to feel defensive. 

‘It’s fine I’ll do it, as usual.’

‘I thought you liked cleaning?’ 

He gives you a look, the one that means I’m not in the mood.

‘I get tired too you know, sometimes I just want to go to bed.’ he says picking up the wrappers you have strewn across the room. It was your first day off in a month you thought you deserved to be lazy.

‘Go to bed than.’ you say dismissively turning back to the TV. He retaliates by switching it off. Clearly getting more and more angry. 

‘Why’d you do that?’ you huff. He gives you one last cool glare before storming out. Then you hear the bedroom door slam. The sound stings, you suddenly feel sad and empty but you weren’t about to give in and start grovelling for him to forgive you. You decide to sleep on the couch, telling yourself that Taeyong just needed space and it would all be fine in the morning. An hour later you still hadn’t fallen asleep. The small couch made you put your legs in a weird position and the cushion your cheek was pressed against had an uncomfortably itchy texture.

You laid in the silent room trying not to think about how cold and lonely it was due to the unresolved argument hanging in the air. You were considering the best way to apologise when you hear your name being called out in the dark.

‘You can’t sleep there you’ll get a sore back’ Taeyong informs you, voice still tinged with irritation. He couldn’t help himself from being overly worried and telling you what to do.

‘I feel fine.’ you mumble into the cushion.

‘Stop being so stubborn!’ 

‘Stop nagging me!’

‘Please,’ he says after a pause ‘I can’t fall asleep without you.’ The quite vulnerability of his voice disarms you. Peering up from the couch you focus your eyes on him. Soft hair sticking up in all directions from tossing and turning. Big pleading eyes that carried dark circles underneath them. You’re stomach pangs from guilt. But you play it off by rolling your eyes. You drag yourself up and head to the bedroom without a word.

He snuggles in close to you once your wrapped in the blankets. It makes you feel like the sun is shinning down on you. Full and Warm.