@ethyrcal asked: 13. [ M/F ] (jiwook @ selena)
It's not that rare for a detective or the police to step a foot inside her club. They don't usually ask for much else than information, often led by ahjummas who are upset about the noise of the club despite the building being chosen specifically for the lack of sound and excellent sound proof. Somehow, that all led to the situation she is now; splay over her office's couch, her abandoned dj set left for someone else to play on the club below while the detective's mouth presses on insistently on her clit. Selena didn't exactly intended for this to happen; sure, she had noticed the man being tall, handsome, alluring, the type of man she would love to wake up to in the morning, but she thought she would be better than this.
Instead, she falls easily into the sway of the moment, after asking him if he wanted to test how good the proofing of the room was; now here she was, gasping and whining, as his tongue swiped over wet folds, causing her stomach muscles to shake and ache for more. "Fuck. I thought you were here for an inspection, detective." Her hand had travelled to her own breast, released from the loose top and bra, somehow tossed aside so she can touch and play with her nipples, aching for more of touches as her legs open wide; leaving room for him to settle and taste further, a gentle roll of his hips wanting more. "Oh , fuck, right there. You are killin' me here." Her leg shifts, so she can try and reach down, her foot massaging the front of his pants once she finds him, hard and strained under the pressure of his pants. She keeps the motion going, leaning down to rest on the couch as she does, her hips rolling a bit more insistently. "You gonna fuck me, detective?"













