You run your thumb across the plush of your boyfriend’s bottom lip, reveling in the way the soft flesh shifts under your touch. His lips are slightly slick from his bad habit of always licking them. It doesn’t help that you’ve kissed them into a swollen pout, red and oh so enticing in the glow of the morning sun.
Donghyun’s breathing is calm, even, as if you two hadn’t broken apart, gasping for air, just moments prior. His eyes are still hooded, though, from a mix of sleep and arousal. The combination proved to be a dizzying pair, if the way his thumb smooths circles into your bare hip is anything to go by.
“I should really go,” he whispers into the space between your bodies. You want to shush him with your lips, but you know that would make the situation worse.
Donghyun chuckles softly at your pout, taking in the puff of your cheeks and the curve of your bottom lip. “I know you don’t, but I have practice in less than an hour.”
Your pout only deepens as the boy laughs again, this time pulling you closer into his body. Your hand doesn’t leave his face, stroking over his prominent cheekbones slowly. Donghyun turns and presses a kiss to the palm of your hand.
“Trust me, love, I feel the same. But I have to go so Daeyeol doesn’t kill me.”
You huff in response, knowing that your boyfriend’s right. Donghyun smiles softly, placing another kiss on your palm before moving to get up. You’re quick to catch his wrist, though, pulling him back slightly to prevent him from going any further.
“Babe,” Donghyun softly scolds.
“Just one more kiss,” the pout returns to your face. “Please?”
Your boyfriend rolls his eyes, although the slight smile he wears gives him away. He leans down slowly, teasingly, until his face is a few inches away from yours. Impatiently, you tug on his wrist, pulling him down to let him kiss your pout away.