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Klaus practically jumped at the chance to have the abattoir alone. His siblings had no idea about his relationship with Y/N and he hoped to keep that way for a while longer. However, he also wanted to show her his home after promising to bring her back for months.

So when the others wanted to go on a couples holiday and Hayley insisted on taking Hope, Klaus was more than pleased to stay home. They were only going for the weekend and would be back Monday. So Klaus spent Friday cleaning up once they’d left and the invited Y/N over Saturday.

He heard her footsteps approaching before she knocked, his had was already twisting the handle before she could finish. A smile was already on his face as he took her hand.

“It’s huge in here.” She let out a light laugh and Klaus felt his pride swell.

“I’ll show you my room-“ he began but Y/N just tugged him back.

“If we go to your I’m we won’t come back out. Show me around first.” She teased and Klaus hesitated before reluctantly giving her a tour. Klaus watched her with adoration as she appeared ‘wowed’ by almost every room.

“It’s just a fireplace, love.” He chuckled and she shook her head.

“It’s massive!”

“Mm, we’ll come sit by it after dinner.” Klaus assured before reaching for her hand to lead her to the dinning room. He pulled her chair out before disappearing to get their two plates. “My love.” He purred, leaning down to kiss her cheek as he set her food down infront of her before taking his seat opposite.

“So, when are your family coming back?” She asks and Klaus rolled his eyes playfully.

“Monday.” He answered between bites. “I’ll come back to yours Sunday night, that way we both miss them.” He winked and Y/N shook her head with a smile.

“I want to meet them.”

“They’ll torture you with questions.” Klaus scoffed softly and she shrugged.

“I don’t mind.”

“I mind. They’ll treat you like a new doll.”

“If you’re worried about the vampire thing-“ she sighed and Klaus felt himself tense. It was part of the reason. He’d only told Y/N about the supernatural recently and still tried to keep much of it quiet. His siblings might overwhelm her; frighten her.

“It's not because of that.” He denied, clearing his throat and sipping his wine.

“I love you.” She told him quietly, looking to him with not even an ounce of resentment. "I don't care about any of it." She reminded him and he offered a faint smile. His hand reached across the table to squeeze hers gently before he returned to his meal.

"You'll meet them, just not Monday." He reassured and Y/N nodded. "I'll tell them about you soon."

Thankfully, they didn't mention it again. The conversation drifted swiftly away once they were in front the fire. Klaus layered fur blankets down on the floor after Y/N argued the sofa wasn't close enough and they settled down against each other, letting the warmth of the flames lick at their skin. Klaus caressed the back of her neck gently, soon having her led on her stomach whilst he massaged from her shoulders and down her back.

"Klaus..." She warned, though there was no threat. A laugh left her when he unclipped her bra.

"It'll make the massage easier, see?" He murmured as he spread his fingers across her skin, caressing the little knots of tension until she was utterly boneless. Her arms lay stretched out above her head, fingers toying with the fur beneath them whilst he tugged her jeans down her legs. Soon his hands pressed along the backs of her thighs, removing any tension out of her body. Tenderly, he pressed his thumbs into her feet, finishing off her treatment before just caressing her legs gently. He looked into the fire, admiring the way the flames danced.

"Want me to do you?" Y/N asked, lifting herself up onto her forearms and looking over her shoulder to him. Klaus smiled but shook his head.

"It would take you years to undo the tension in my shoulders alone." He chuckled and Y/N tilted her head.

"That's exactly why I should start now."

"Mmh, but there are far easier ways to destress me, my love." His eyes glinted and his grin grew. Y/N smiled, her teeth sparkling back at him. Klaus gripped her hips, flipping her onto her back and pulling her to him. The squeal that left her filled his heart with more warmth than any fire ever could. He lent down, pressing a kiss to her stomach before running his tongue over her nipples teasingly.

"This is supposed to be about you..." She whispered, sitting up and kissing his mouth gently. Klaus hummed softly against her lips and wrapped his arm around her body. Y/N giggled and shifted, moving to straddle his lap.

"You're perfect." Klaus murmured against her mouth, nuzzling her gently. His shirt was already disregarded but Y/N had yet to strip his pants. Klaus only moaned when she tugged his belt loose, sliding the leather away from the loops of his jeans. His hips lifted encouraging her to pull his pants off. He barely had a second to adjust himself before he felt her heat envelope him. His hands slid up her body, holding her to him. Her hips rolled but he stilled her.

"Give yourself a moment." He whispered, knowing her body well. Slowly, he laid back against the fur blankets, settling there to admire her position above him. Klaus watched as she pressed her hands down on his chest, felt the pressure of her build against him as she used his body as leverage.

"I'm ready." Y/N nodded before moving against him. Her back arched, hips shifting back before rising forward. The soft sound she let out made his hips buck, and his fingers dug into her hips.

"Go on, love." He breathed out, encouraging her to move with more rhythm. Klaus let her set the pace before meeting her thrusts to fuck her deeply. His eyes danced over her, admiring the furrow of her brow, the shine of her skin and glint in her gaze as she looked back at him. Y/N smiled, a breathless moan leaving her as she leaned down enough to kiss him. Klaus claimed her mouth the second she was close enough, his hand moving up to hold her face.

"I wanna be with you forever." Y/N whispered, her body pressing down onto his. Klaus gently rolled her onto her back, holding her to him whilst thrusting into her eagerly.

"Forever is a long time." He murmured, kissing down her throat gently whilst pulling her leg up over his hip.

"But it's possible..." She uttered and Klaus groaned, fingers sliding down to tease her little button. Y/N had mentioned turning to be with him a number of times. The idea turned something inside Klaus, something primal that wanted nothing more than to see her as a vampire at his side, but a different part of him couldn't bare the idea of her hating it; hating him because of it.

"Love..." He muttered, his voice rough as he tried to focus on the now. Y/N placed her palm against the back of his neck, holding him against her as he continued to plant kisses to her throat.

"Bite me." She purred, her words ghosting his ear making his hips buck more violently. Klaus moaned, rubbing her clit in quick circles. By the way she clenched around him, pulsed against him and whined to him, Klaus knew she was ready. With one last kiss to her tender skin, he let his fangs elongate and sink into her veins. Y/N came soon after the initial bite, her hands holding his head close and her legs squeezing his sides tight. Her eyes rolled back and a guttural sound left her as he came inside her. Within a minute Klaus pulled away from her neck, licking the wound until no more blood came. Y/N just stroked his hair and smiled up at him dazily.

"You should never ask a vampire to bite you." He mumbled and she laughed softly.

"It's a good thing you're a hybrid then." She countered and his eyes rolled playfully.

"Mhm." He smiled, head shaking lightly before he shifted, carefully pulling out making them both whine at the loss. Gently, Klaus lifted her, pulling her over his lap and nuzzling the side of her face. "I love you." Klaus purred to Y/N, smiling when she kissed him sweetly.

"I love you." She returned, arms wrapping around his neck and a hummed tune leaving her.

"It's late." Klaus whispered, his forehead pressing to hers. "I'll show you my room now."

Klaus carried her up, bringing the pile of fur blankets with them. Y/N squealed playfully, hanging off him and dropping onto his bed with a laugh.

"Where was your bag, hm? I'll go fetch it for you." He smiled, stroking her cheek affectionately.

"I just left it by the door." She reminded and he nodded, speeding off for a moment before returning with her things.

"Got it." He settled down beside her, pulling out her nightwear and helping dress her.

"You know I can do it myself." Y/N teased and he hummed.

"I want to." Klaus murmured, pulling the top over her head and stroking her hair. He pulled away for a moment to pull some of his own pyjamas on before pulling back the bedding to get in. Y/N was pulled against him, their bodies heat mingling.

"It's beautiful in here." Y/N murmured as she laid her head against his chest. "This whole place is just lovely."

Klaus only smiled and turned the lamp off. "You're lovely." He mumbled, nuzzling her jaw. "Sleep well, my love."

Once the sun was rising, Klaus was sat up, admiring Y/N quietly and stroking the skin of her arms. He smiled absently when she began to stir awake. His hands gently stroked under the blankets, brushing the soft fabric of her clothes before caressing the skin of her thighs.

"Good morning." Klaus whispered, gently pulling the covers back to see her. Y/N groaned, wanting the warmth of the covers back. Klaus only settled between her legs, hiding her legs over his hips. His body acted as her blanket, keeping her warm and pressed into the bed.

“Morning…” she mumbled, her voice full of sleep as her arms went over him, encouraging his head to her neck. Klaus kissed the skin gently, nuzzling away until she was awake and giggling. “Klaus…” she murmured, arching her neck for further access. Klaus only smiled into her skin and playfully bucked his hips. Y/N moaned softly and turned to nuzzle him back, soon finding his lips with hers.

“I love you.” Klaus whispered against her mouth, his hips moving in a gentle motion. Y/N moaned and reached up to lace her fingers into his hair. His hands lifted her enough to tug her sleep shorts off before pushing his pants down enough for their skin to touch. A groan left Klaus’s throat once his bare cock thrust up against her pussy, coating itself in her wet warmth. “Soaked already.” He whispered and she smiled.

“Hard already.” She countered teasingly and he chuckled lightly.

“Can I…?” He mumbled, though his head already began to push in making her laugh. Rather than answering verbally, Y/N reached down, gently guiding him in and moaning in unison with him at the feeling. His hips pushed forward, filling her completely whilst kissing her deeply once more. Y/N let her mouth move against his naturally, her body responding to his without any thought. Her ankles locked, keeping them together whilst his hips began to thrust with more force.

“Yeah” she breathed against him, her mouth still seeking his in slow kisses.

Klaus pressed his forehead to hers, one hand held her waist and the other reached to entwine their fingers.

His movements grew in speed, the soft, wet clap of their skin became louder and he focused on the whiny breathes Y/N let out. His mouth moved back to her throat, his tongue gently licking and sucking at the wounds from the night before. His fangs began to ache again, his body becoming hungrier for her. But just as he considered sinking his teeth in, filling her with his love again, the bedroom door was opened.

Y/N let out a sound of surprise and Klaus quickly dragged the blankets up and over them both. He laid on top of her fully, ensuring her face was hidden in his neck before glancing to the doorway. Elijah’s wide eyes and open mouth made him both relieved and incredibly frustrated.

“Elijah-“ Klaus breathed and the elder brother sighed, his hand going down his face and annoyance seemingly filling him.

“Niklaus.” His voice was scolding and Klaus felt his skin flush, his head shaking slightly but Elijah kept talking. “Must you fill this house with whores every time we leave?”

“Elijah. Get out.” The words were simple, firm and nonnegotiable.

With a scoff Elijah slammed the door and Klaus squeezed his eyes shut. Y/N stayed against him, her breathing shaky and skin hot to touch.

“I’m sorry, love.” He whispered, kissing her cheek softly. “I promise you, they aren’t supposed to be home until tomorrow.”

“Does he really think I’m a whore?” She whimpered and he groaned.

“He’s just a prick.” Klaus grumbled, pushing himself up to look down at her. “And I have never filled this house with whores.” He told her seriously making her laugh a little.

“Oh god.” She covered her face with her hands and Klaus sighed.

“Well…you did want to meet them.”

“No, I can’t.” Y/N’s head shook. “I can’t go down there, that was horrible!”

“Would you rather hide in here?” His head tilted, brow raising. Y/N chewed her lip for a moment before reluctantly shaking her head.

So instead, Klaus quietly snuck her down, the siblings only noticing by the time they were in the doorway. Rebekah let out a scoff, ready to make a remark when Elijah raised his hand. A silent command to just listen.

“I’ll be over in a few hours.” Klaus whispered, the promise sincere as he caressed her face.

“I love you.” She uttered back, the sound of their mouths meeting was obvious before his lips moved down to the bite mark again. “All of you.” She reminded and he nodded.

“I love you. I’ll love you forever.” He smiled and she kissed his mouth again. “Now go, before they come out. I’ll make sure they don’t call you anything you’re not again.”

Once he returned to the main house, his siblings were quiet but clearly curious. Elijah’s expression slightly apologetic for his harsh language earlier.

“That was Y/N.” Klaus revealed, clearing his throat and folding his hands behind his back. “She’d like to meet you all, formally, at dinner. It will be next week, here in the compound. I’d appreciate no mention of this morning.”

And there was no room for argument.

"Benni." you whimpered out, as you felt him push his length in. "T-this isn't professional, do you wanna mess this up?" You questioned, trying to be the bigger person.

He just pushed in deeper, you felt yourself squirm as you tried to push him away with your hand.

Of course this motherfucker didn't care. At all.

He sucked in air through his teeth as your walls fully engulfed him "Deja de correr", he groaned as he angled his hips, setting his foot on a chair, hitting your spot at an angle.

"Fuck, Benni." You gasped as you clasped your hands on your mouth.

"Move. Please."

You begged as he essentially cockwarmed you, "¿Ahora quieres que haga algo? Ay Dios." He rolled his eyes and had the audacity to stay still.

"I hate yo-" you were cut off as he snapped his hips into you and started hammering them into you. You let out a series of squeals, and whimpers.

You desperately whined out a ,"Benni", dragging the "I" like it was a heavy duty bag.

"Fuck, Mami." He whimpered as you pushed back against him, greedily searching for more

"Fuck I'm so close!" You whined. You squealed as he pinched at your clit, you moaned it felt like you were at the gates of heaven. You felt his other hand grab the back of your neck roughly as you felt liquid gush out of you.

You felt his hot seed rush into you.

He winced as he pulled out of you. He smirked at your cum dripping out of him, and gave your ass a smack.

You put your jeans back on and fixed your makeup, as his producer came back in the studio.

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You were impatient. Shu smirked and held his arms up as you hurriedly took his shirt off. With a lewd grin, he returned the favor. Shivering with arousal you lifted your legs as he pulled your underwear down, leaving you naked, with your legs parted. Shu got up off the bed and watched you pull down his briefs with lust-filled eyes.

Smiling up at him, you took his length in your hand and started stroking, moving up and down. "You're already grabbing my cock like that? Heh." "I'll do more than grab." You leaned forward and took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. He groaned and gently fisted your hair.

"Look up at me." You did, smiling around his dick. "Your horny eyes...what a good little slut. Yes, deeper." You sucked harder, maintaining eye contact. You became more arouse and licked every inch of him. "That face you're making, tell me, do you love having my cock in your mouth?" You nodded eagerly, the action around his dick making him groan in pleasure. "Heh, I knew it from the very beginning. You love having your mouth stuffed with cock. You're such a whore."

It was awkward but you were so needy that as you sucked him off, you moved one of your hands to rub your clit. "Fuuuuck...You couldn't even wait for me." Shu said, his eyes zeroing in your fingers playing with yourself. He stroked your hair. "Fucking desperate whore. Touching yourself like that. Only a whore like you would have no shame." He chuckled, but when you sucked his tip hard he moaned and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. You bobbed your head and he gripped your hair tighter, his body tensing.

He unleashed his seed inside your mouth with a sexy moan. You swallowed and made a big show of licking the extra cum from your lips, which made him chuckle. "What a face you're making. A slut, but a pretty slut."

You squealed in delight as he pushed you down on the bed. He spread your legs wide and moved inbetween them. You could feel his dick against your inner thigh and you wrapped your legs around his hips.

He took one of your breasts in his hand and he lavished kisses and small little nibbles on your other breast. "Shu..." you whimpered. He kissed a trail down your torso, now both of his strong hands massaging your breasts, before he got to your sex. You squealed again as he lifted your legs onto his shoulders, but sighed in pleasure when he pressed kiss after kiss against your sensitive flesh. "Ngh...Haa..." "You taste so sweet." He murmured. He licked you and your hand shot out, grabbing his hair. "Shu! Keep going." You pleaded.

"Yeah? The little slut can't get enough." He dove back in, licking and sucking your clit. You writhed in pleasure, grabbing his head as you practically grinded your hips into his face. "Yes, Moan loud, just like that." He muttered before trailing his tongue up to your clit again. "Good girl. Let everyone know what a slut you are for my tongue." You moaned again, your body trembling. "Good girl. Just like that."

Your legs shook and you could feel the building of your orgasm. Shu's muscular arms held you down as you thrashed and moaned louder and louder until you shattered, cumming against his face. "Haaa...haa..." you panted, pressing your hand against your breasts. Your lover got up and kissed you, and you melted into it, touching his face with one hand, the fingers on your other hand curling around the back of his neck.

The two of you kissed for a few moments, panting against each other. His hands roamed your waist and breasts, and yours roamed his broad shoulders and strong arms. He pressed a kiss to your nose, making you giggle.

Shu positioned himself so his cock was aligned, holding himself up he started to move in. You gripped the sheets and your head leaned back, you moaned as he slid in, stretching you in the most delicious way. Shu groaned quietly when he was buried fully inside you.

You lifted your legs and he smirked. "Fuck yeah. Keep them wide." You nodded and grabbed his shoulders. You moaned his name as he pounded into you. "Fuck. So fucking tight." He panted, biting your shoulder, which made you cry out.

He let himself lean fully on top of you, and in response you wrapped your arms around his neck and moved your legs higher, allowing your lover better access. He hit a sweet spot and you moaned, arching your hips. Shu groaned your name into your ear.

He grunted and growled. He put one hand in between your bodies and rubbed your clit expertly. Your nails dug into his skin in response and you closed your eyes, chasing your release. Grinding against him desperately you whimpered and cried until you climaxed onto his cock.

"Fuck!" Shu groaned and pounded into you faster. He gripped your arms and held you down as he thrusted harder, approaching his own orgasm. His blue eyes bore into yours until he closed them, his body tensing again. He moaned and fell on top of you, panting loudly as he cummed inside you.

For a few minutes you just panted and held each other, as you felt his large cock grow soft. He kissed you and pulled out, then spread out next to you and pulled you into his arms. You kissed his chest.

"Heh, as long as you're a slut for me, I don't mind."

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"You're going to be gone for how long?"

After having just sat down to eat at a quiet little cafe the two of you had often visited, your best friend, Changbin, had just broken some pretty big news to you...

Big because, once again, he had held off on telling you until a few days before his actual departure.

"A few months.. We have a tour coming up. I meant to tell you earlier, but honestly.. I-" He looks away from you shamefully, fiddling with the buttons of his leather jacket. "I didn't know how to tell you.."

You arch a brow at this, scoffing in a playful manner to try and help bring his mood back up. He doesn't need to be sorry for being busy. You of all people, know how hectic and chaotic his life has been. And that's just it. He has a life outside of the one where he hangs out with you and makes you laugh with how big of a dork he is.

The two of you may be best friends, but that doesn't mean you get to be upset when you barely spend time together as often as you used to.

Your lives are very different.

That's okay.

"Oh come on, Bin.. We've talked about this. You can always come to me with anything. It's not like I'm going to take offense to you doing your job.. You have a life too, and I understand that." Trying to be optimistic and reassuring, you speak with sincerity, hoping it helps him feel a bit better.

"Yahhh, I get that, but, you're also someone close to me and it's not fair to leave you in the dark like thatttt." He whines, a silly pout puffing out against his cheeks.

Rolling your eyes, you whine back at him with the same energy, before adding, "Youuuuu have a lifeeee, Binnnn. Don't you dare feel bad for having a life."

The bickering that goes on between the two of you isn't anything new.

It's always been like this.

It's soft and light teasing, and you even occasionally flirt with one another, but things never go too far.. Never cross that invisible boundary that is, 'friends'.

"You're gonna miss me, right, cutie?" He suddenly chirps, once the conversation steers away from heavy and tense.

Rewarding him with another eye-roll, you fake a tear and hiccup. "Of course I'm going to miss my darling Dwaekki. How could I possibly live without him?" Like putting on a dramatic play, you play the part of the whiny damsel quite well, but not well enough, seeing as Changbin laughs at your poor attempt.

"Hey! This is serious! Don't laugh at me, you jerk! I'm actually going to miss you!" Although you're laughing right along with him while you scold him, so the gravity of the weight behind your words doesn't really land well.

"You'd be so bad at acting, I hope you know that." He giggles, throwing his empty cup into the trash can closest to your table.

"Pft. Like I need any acting advice from you, Mr.Idol." You retort, lifting an amused brow when he gives you the most dramatic look of shock.

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For the next few days, it's hard to find a good time where both you and Changbin are available to hang out and just enjoy one another's company.

You'd figured that would be the case.

His schedule was slam-packed with all kinds of shit.

Yours.. Not so much.

All you really had to worry about, was attending your cosmetology classes every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

Turns out.. Whenever Changbin did have time to spare, you were always in class.

Whenever you had time to spare, he was out doing photo shoots or interviews with media companies.

It didn't bother you at first, but the day before he was supposed to leave for the next few months.. Reading that text that said, 'I'm sorry, something came up at the last minute.. Can't make it tonight.', left a bitter taste in your mouth.

Life sure had it's own way of saying that the two of you weren't really meant to spend time together right before his tour.

That night, you'd spent your time at home on your couch. Cheesy K-Dramas were roaring on your television, and a rather sizeable bowl of ice cream sat by your side.

The entire time you sat there in front of your t.v. though, you weren't paying a lick of attention to the drama.. The only thing that was running through your mind, was why you found yourself so bitter about not being able to see him at least once more before he left. Normally, you didn't care. It was like brushing sand off your shoulders. He had work, and this was apart of it. This also wasn't the first time he'd left to go on tour, leaving you behind for a few months.

So why was this time any different?

Why were you so hurt that you weren't able to at least give him a proper, 'See you in a few months!'?

By the time you'd snapped out of your own head, it was really late into the night, and your eyelids were heavy with sleep.

"Fuck.. I lost track of time.." You mumbled to yourself, hoisting yourself up from the couch to turn off the t.v. and take your empty ice cream bowl to the sink.

By the time you'd crawled into bed, Changbin had sent a text saying, 'On the plane now! I'll see you in a few months, cutie!'.

At this, your heart seemed to swell, and the feeling consumed you.

You'd meant to respond, but whatever just came over you had caught your undivided attention now.

What even was that?

Why did you feel so warm and fuzzy from a text he sent?

Not to mention the fact that he always sends you shit like that, so why is it only just now affecting you differently?

During the first few months that Changbin was away on tour with his group, he'd occasionally call you and sit on the phone for hours just talking about anything and everything. He'd mainly talk about his workout for the day, followed by how excited he was to perform for Stay, and would fill you in on some group gossip that he knew you'd get a kick out of.

You'd both go back and forth sharing things about your day, and then sit in silence, just enjoying each other's presence even if it was only through the phone.

Sometimes, if he wasn't too tired, he'd randomly turn his video on and you'd get to see him.

Every time you were able to see him, for some reason, your cheeks felt warm and butterflies began to dance around carelessly in your stomach.

After some brief talks with yourself, you'd chalked up all these feelings to be what you thought was simply missing your best friend more than usual.

Little did you know, that was far from the case.

Today was tough. Cosmetology was no joke if you were actually serious about trying to become a makeup artist. Unfortunately for you, the substitute for your usual mentor, was the one who gave you the most problems.

She was incredibly demeaning and rude. Always criticizing your work and telling you in a very passive aggressive way that you just need to be better or give up on your dream of becoming a makeup artist.

Today angered you especially.

Artists tend to get volunteers for assignments from time to time. People will come in and let the training artists work on their makeup, and then will be assessed based on how well or poorly they did. This wasn't new for you, in fact, the amount of times you'd personally worked on doing makeup for the random strangers that volunteered, could no longer be counted on just your two hands alone.

Your client today was a younger man, around your age if not younger. He had been incredibly shy at first, his voice barely heard whenever you tried to start a conversation with him. Though, once you asked him if he preferred a specific look, compared to the neutral one you were going to go along with originally, he had immediately perked up and began going into graphic detail about how much he loved bright and bold looks.

Seeing the joy that radiated from him while he talked about makeup and what looks made him happy, had put a smile on your face.

By the end of the session, he had pastel colors lining his eyes. A neutral pink lip gloss had been applied to his lips, and the cotton candy pinks and blues that sat lightly against his eyelids had nearly made you squeal with delight.

In your honest opinion.. This was probably some of the best work you'd done yet.

He was more than satisfied with the look too, saying he felt really pretty and comfortable.

Though, the mood was ruined completely when the substitute came over and visibly grimaced at what you'd done to the client's face. "This was not at all what you were assigned to do. What am I even looking at?" In a rather judgmental voice, she forced a frown on the young man's face. He had suddenly bowed his head down low, no longer comfortable now that someone had just criticized him.

Seeing this had angered you to no end, and while you wanted to shout some expletives her way, you knew it would get you kicked out of Cosmetology school faster than shit.

"I asked the client what he felt most comfortable with me doing. If a client I have is uncomfortable or unsatisfied with the look I have planned out already, I do my best to gather their input and go from there. I merely did what he was most comfortable with." In the sweetest voice you could muster, a fake smile was plastered against your lips.

No matter how hard you tried to defend yourself along with your client, the old hag simply didn't care. She'd given you a failing grade and had once again, not so subtly hinted that if you couldn't improve, then maybe this field of work wasn't what you were cut out for.

It had, in all honesty, pissed you off, and broken your spirit.

A quick fix though, was to go home and try and distract yourself.

With how busy you'd been lately, there was rarely a moment to yourself, so that also meant you were pent up and stressed.

Though, no matter how hard you tried to make yourself cum.. You just couldn't. For some reason, it was impossible to obtain at the moment, so you were left unfilled and needy.

When you tried to tell Bin that you didn't want to talk to him tonight, he had called you almost immediately though, completely forgoing the fact that you had literally just told him you weren't in the mood.

You're still laying in bed half naked when he calls, and although you intend to decline the call, you accidentally hit the accept button instead and mentally curse to yourself.

"What's wrong, cutie? You usually always want to talk to me.." Changbin's voice is soft and soothing from the other side of the phone, and for some reason, it only makes you want to cry.

Forcing yourself to regain composure, you sigh and rub at your temple, thoroughly frustrated with how things have been lately. "Just.. Haven't had a good time lately.. Don't worry about it Bin.." There's no use in trying to reassure him that everything is fine on your end, because he knows you better than that.

"Aht. Don't tell me not to worry. That's for me to decide, Jagi.." He tuts, voice now stern and making your cheeks grow warm.

Right now is not the time for your body to be acting up..

"Binnie.. Please.." Ignoring the new pet name he'd all of a sudden given you, the attempt to steer the conversation in a different direction fails completely.

"Don't shut me out, Jagi.. Talk to me. You don't have to go into explicit detail, but I need you to at least tell me what's going on with you." His voice is still relatively stern, yet there's an underlying softness that's making it hard for you to turn him down.

Breaking was easy, especially when it came to Bin. No matter what, he always managed to get you to talk to him about how you were feeling, even if you didn't want to talk about it.

You told him about your day, how stressed you were, how broken your spirit was because of that hag of a substitute. Everything and anything that was wrong, you told him, and he sat there, listening quietly.

"Oh Jagi.." He coos, voice low and attentive as you hear him shuffle a bit. He must be packing or something, at least that's what you can only assume, considering tonight is a night where he's not turning his video on. "Don't listen to people like that. You are amazing at what you do.. How about this. When I get back, I'll plan a day for just the two of us. We don't have to go out anywhere, we can just stay at your place and relax. You can do a makeup look on me if you'd like as well. I want to see what your work looks like in person." Breathing softly, his voice continues to lull out from the microphone, easing you into a state of calm and comfort.

The very thought of having a day with just him and nobody else, is far more enticing than it should be.

But you haven't seen him for a couple of months already, and he's supposed to get back next week..

"Please..?" It comes out far more needy and desperate than you intend it to, and you immediately cover your mouth when you realize it far too late.

You feel clingy.

Clingy is not something a lot of people like.

When a soft curse rings out from the other end of the call. One that's breathy and labored, your attention is back on Changbin. "Binnie..? Are you okay?" In a soft and curious voice, you ask him what's wrong, and he just laughs softly into the mic.

"All good, cutie, was just settling into my bed for the night."

There's a silence that envelops the call, the words you had originally lined up to say depending on his answer, now lodged in the back of your throat.

You know you shouldn't be.. But you're imagining him laying down in bed, his phone propped up against a pillow while he talks to you. You wonder if that's all he's doing..

No..

You cannot do this.

He is your best friend.

"Can you keep talking to me, Jagi? Wanna hear your pretty voice.." Seemingly out of nowhere, Changbin calls out to you in a soft voice, his tone bordering on whiny.

That most certainly doesn't help with your current problem..

Not only are you still half naked in bed, having been unable to obtain an orgasm.. But your thoughts are all over the place, far from innocent and pure. Him talking to you like this is making it ten times worse.

"U-uhm.. Yeah.. I.." Having a difficult time trying to find something else to talk to him about, you stutter and stumble over your words.

"Yahh.. Sweetheart, take a deep breath. Don't rush, take your time. I'm not going anywhere.." Soft reassurances flow through your ear from Changbin, and your heart is racing so fast that it feels like it'll burst from your chest at any minute.

As much as you try to center yourself and go back to thinking of purer, more family-friendly things, the way he's talking to you, soothing you, has a familiar feeling beginning to bubble up in your gut.

"I.. I went to the cafe today.." Unable to think of anything else to say, the first thing that comes to the forefront of your mind comes tumbling past your lips, a stutter still evident in your tone.

"Hmmm? Oh really? You never go by yourself.. You must really miss me, huh?" He teases. You can practically see his smile through the phone while he says this.

He's teasing you, playfully flirting with you as he always does from time to time.

Normally you'd quip back with something just as playful and snarky, but right now, you're feeling far from it.

"Yes.. Yes, I do miss you, Binnie.." You find yourself admitting in an almost breathy sigh.

Silence takes over the call once again, though the wetness in between your legs is making your brain foggy, so you don't care. How is it so easy to resort you to nothing but a mindless puddle when he's just acting how he normally does..?

"Yeah..? How badly do you miss me?" Now it's his turn to sound breathy. It makes you oh so curious, but also, the idea of being kept in the dark is oddly exciting to you, so you answer him with as much honesty as you can possibly muster.

"More than usual, Bin.. Been so stressed lately.." The urge to run your hands down in between your legs.. To roll your clit around with your fingers until you're whimpering.. It's becoming stronger and stronger, and yet, you hold yourself back, instead choosing to bite down on your bottom lip.

A mix between a sharp intake of breath and a groan comes from his end of the phone, and now you're almost certain that what you're assuming, isn't entirely off base.

"I have a good way to deal with stress, if you're up for it, sweetheart.." Even more breathless than before, Changbin makes a suggestion that has your ears burning, brain melting into motionless mush. All you can do in response, is hum, no words used.

When he hears how out of breath you sound, the things it does to him..

"If at any point, you get uncomfortable, or want to stop, you tell me immediately, okay baby girl?"

Hearing him address you as such, pulls a whimper from the back of your throat, though it's a quiet one. Your legs are trembling, and you just know your bed is already a mess.

Hearing you whimper that way, is only egging him on even more. He's determined to take your stress away, even if it means finally crossing over the boundary line of 'friends'. When you respond back to him with another whimpered hum of approval, he smiles.

"That's a good girl.. You listen so well."

The praise drives you up the wall. He'd known for a long time that praise was always something you enjoyed, except it was for everyday things. Guess it carried over into sexual intimacy..

"Fuck.. You sound so needy right now baby.. You weren't kidding when you said you were pent up.." His voice is straining, head thrown back against the headboard of his hotel bed carelessly. He's getting wrecked from your noises alone. He can only imagine just how wrecked he'd be if he were able to see you..

That thought, gives him an idea.

"Jagi, can you do me a favor?" Regulating his breathing, he manages to ask this of you, hoping you'll be up for it.

"Mhm.." Your response is slow, drawn out, like your mind isn't all there, and just imagining that is making him unbearably hard.

"Turn your camera on for me?"

This has your legs wobbling, heart hammering against your chest like an uncontrollable beat of a drum.

Obliging in his request though, you do your best to set up your phone so that it's in a decent position, before you weakly pull your blankets over the already naked lower half of your body.

When your camera turns on, you hear him inhale sharply, before another soft curse echoes and bounces around in your ears. You wiggle your legs beneath the blanket and subconsciously bite down on your lower lip, somehow forgetting that your camera is on.

"You already look desperate baby girl.. God I wish I was there.. You want to know how I'd help you relieve your stress?" He asks, eyes locked onto the movement of your legs beneath that thin blanket that's embracing you like a cocoon.

It's embarrassing just how pathetic you sound when you beg him to tell you. Really, just how far gone are you..?

To him, your begging is like a siren's song, calling to him, luring him, forcing him to abandon all previous guilty thoughts from consuming his mind. It was clear to him that you wanted this.. Rather, needed this.

His eyes screw shut for a moment, hand wrapped firmly around his aching cock. He wants to see more of you, but finds himself far too shy to ask.

While he can be a bit demanding at times, as a joke.. When it comes to situations that closely relate to this one, the words seem to die on the tip of his tongue.

This, is not a joke.

It's real.

Very real.

You can sense the hesitance on the other end of the phone call. You know Bin, you've known him for a few years now if not more. You know all of his tells, what makes him tick, what he can and can't do. Ordering people around isn't one of his strong suits.. Not unless you give him a little push..

Taking it upon yourself to move things along, seeing as you're desperate at this point, you shift the blanket away from your trembling legs, slowly. The cool air of your bedroom crashes against your legs, making you hiss softly, but still the blanket continues its descent. When you're finally uncovered fully, it takes you all but a few seconds before your legs are spreading lasciviously, hooded eyes avoiding the camera even though you know his isn't on.

It's embarrassing, in a way. He's been your best friend for so long.. Never in that time period, has he actually seen you naked.

With warm cheeks, you sit there, wet, bothered, laid bare before your phone, hoping and praying that he doesn't feel disgusted by you.

"Oh.. Fuck..." Comes a whiny, breathless moan from his side of the call. "Baby.. Fuck.. You don't know how hard you're making me right now.." He continues, barely coherent enough for you to understand.

You reward him with a soft whimper of your own, hand twitching when you try to let it fall in between your legs, but suddenly stop.

Fuck.. This is so wrong..

"Baby." His voice is firm and much lower than it had been before, and it makes you feel like you've been put on the spot.

Without acknowledging the camera, a soft hum is what answers him.

"Look at me, pretty girl.." In a much softer voice now, Changbin coos, encouraging you to lift your head and slowly look towards the camera.

His camera is now on, and you can see just how flushed in the face he is. His usually tampered down hair has now become slightly disheveled, and his plump lips are parted. If looks alone could make you melt..

"That's a good girl.. Keep your eyes on me. Can you do that for me, Jagi?"

How could you possibly say no when he asks in such a soft way..

Eyes glued to the screen, you watch him fumble with his phone for a moment, but only briefly, before it's propped up on what you assume to be, the hotel's bedside table, and your legs softly squeeze together at what you see.

He's laying back in bed, head resting against the headboard, while one arm is resting to the side of him, the other, is currently preoccupied.. Your eyes trail down until you see his hand, which is currently grabbing hold of his cock, which is noticeably hard and slightly flushed at the tip.

Unbeknownst to you, a small noise of approval slips past your trembling lips, which catches his attention.

"Lay back for me, sweetheart.. Want you to get comfortable okay?"

You almost don't hear what he says, but are lucky enough that it's somehow able to break through the barrier of fog that surrounds your lust-heavy brain.

Doing as you're told, you lay back against the soft feathery pillows that line your bed, getting comfortable as requested, before you sit and wait patiently for more instructions.

Why this is so exciting to you, is beyond comprehension at the moment.

That's a problem for future you to solve.

"There we go.. Fuck.. You're so wet.. Did you try to cum before I called you?" It's meant to be a teasing question. He doesn't actually believe you tried to achieve an orgasm earlier on in the night.

What he isn't ready for..

Is the small, 'Yes', that wafts through his ears.

He tenses. Pupils blown wide at the thought of you trying and failing to make yourself cum just moments before he'd called.

"Wanted to cum so bad, Bin.. Couldn't.."

You sound absolutely wrecked.

He swears he could cum just from hearing you alone.

But he wants to draw this out. Wants you to get the most pleasure from this experience as possible.

"My poor baby... Couldn't make herself cum.." Still teasing, he smiles softly, tongue darting out to wet his lips before gripping his cock once more. "Don't worry baby, I'll make sure you cum.. The only thing you're going to be thinking about by the end of the night, is how hard you came for me.."

From these words alone, you already can't wait.

You swear, the few times you had thought about what Bin would be like in bed.. Which had only recently started.. You never imagined he would be as vocal as he was currently proving to be. It seemed he liked to talk. To make you feel like he was actually there with you.

God.. Imagining him actually being there with you, face in between your legs, mouth latched onto your clit while he spelled his full name into your dripping wet cunt, was definitely an image you wanted to keep embedded in your mind.

"What are you thinking about, baby girl?" Changbin interrupts your short-lived fantasies, grounding you back to reality.

Where the sudden confidence came from, you're not quite sure, but the shy you was now gone, replaced with bold and brash.

"Want your face in between my legs, Bin.." It comes out as a whine, one that nearly makes him cum right then and there. Not only did you sound fucking hot, but telling him you wanted to have his face buried in that pretty pussy of yours, was almost too much.

That seems to get him going..

Like, really going..

"Can't wait to come back, Jagi.. Gonna give you exactly what you want.. Eat that pretty pussy of yours.. Make you cum on my tongue.. Fuck.. Wanna taste you so bad.." He rambles, head thrown back as he gets off on the image in his mind. "Gonna make you cum so many times from my tongue alone, baby girl.. Gonna make you call my name over and over an- Shit.." Hissing, he has to let go of his cock momentarily. He'd almost made himself cum, and that's not the point of why he's even doing this in the first place.

Tonight is about you. His pleasure comes after.

"You really don't know what you do to me, Jagi.. I'm going crazy over here.. Wanna feel your pussy wrapped around my cock so so bad.." He whines dejectedly, hips thrusting up into absolutely nothing.

His arms look so fucking good to you right now. The way that they flex whenever he tenses up. God.. That, paired with the filthy words he's spewing, and the heavenly whines that grace your ears..

Finally, finally.. You don't hesitate or stop yourself when your hand reaches down in between your legs, fingers gathering up as much slick as possible, before allowing them to slowly brush against your aching clit.

"Oh God.." It's quiet, barely audible, but you see his lips moving and you read them well. The sight of you touching yourself is visibly having an affect on him.

You keep going, trying your hardest to keep your eyes set on him while your fingers lazily roll against your clit. Each soft touch makes you shiver and moan softly, and the thing that breaks the camel's back, is you whining his name when you rub your clit in a way that nearly makes you see stars.

"Wanna bury my cock in that pretty pussy baby.. Wanna hear you moan my name just like that.. Gonna fuck you so good.. Make you cum for me.. Feel you squeeze around me.. Mark you up.." At this point, he's just rambling. The filthy ways in which he talks to you, describes these things to you, is driving you mad.

All you can do is beg and plead for him to do all these things and more, all the while you continue to toy with your clit, fingers having been added to the mix. They're wet, covered in your own arousal, driving into your body with toe-curling pleasure.

Every hair on your body stands up, eyes watering with pent-up frustration and the need to cum.

You can feel the knot already beginning to build up in your stomach, but every time you think you're right on the precipice, it dies down and you're left whimpering like a dejected dog.

"Bin.. Need.. Need t' cum.. S-so.. Bad.." It comes out as a pitiful sob, tears springing to your eyes.

It's not that you aren't enjoying this, you really are..

God you are..

But you can't cum, and it's literally making you feel frustrated with yourself.

Almost immediately, Changbin slows down, hearing the desperation in your voice. He can see how watery your eyes are, how desperately you're fucking yourself on your fingers to try and finally reach that unobtainable orgasm, and it physically makes him ache to see you struggle.

"Baby girl.." He mutters, cock resting against his tummy while he tries to get your attention.

You stop all motions, peering into the camera with lidded dewy eyes, taking in the way sweat rolls down his biceps, how his chest is still rapidly rising and falling.. How hard he is despite being denied his own orgasm.

"There's my pretty girl, just look at me baby.. Listen to my voice, okay?" He's being so soft and gentle now. Compared to the filthy way he was talking to you not even ten seconds ago.

Easily, far too easily, you obey. You're head is so frazzled and heavy with lust and frustration that it takes you a minute to actually calm yourself down, but once it's obtained, you feel slightly better.

"You still want to cum for me, Jagi?" Still checking in with you, he asks this of you with a patient tone. He doesn't sound upset or angry. He doesn't even sound uninterested. He genuinely doesn't want to continue doing this unless you're comfortable.

"Please, Binnie.. Really need to.."

You even sound frustrated.. Right alongside desperate.

"Okay baby, can you lift up your shirt for me?" Once again, he's asking, not demanding.

It should be laughable just how easily you comply.

Lifting your shirt up, your breasts are freed from the fabric, bouncing just a little. Changbin sucks in a sharp breath on the other end of the call, but still manages to speak with a calm and soothing tone. "Good girl.. Now, I want you to play with your breasts a little.. Only use one hand.. I want the other hand to be playing with your clit, okay?"

His heart-rate has sky-rocketed. It's taking everything inside him not to start touching himself again, but he wants to focus on you.

No..

He needs to focus on you.

The way you slowly inch one hand up to play with and fondle your breasts, all the while your other one snakes down in between your legs, toying with your clit once more, has him shuddering.

Fuck.. He really thinks you're the prettiest. Even when you're all frustrated and desperate, on the verge of tears because you can't cum.

"That's my good girl.. Want you to go nice and slow for me, alright? Don't worry about not being able to cum.. I just want you to focus on how good it feels.. Can you do that for me?"

When he doesn't get a verbal answer, instead, just a simple nod of the head, he can tell you're already doing exactly as he requested.

You really were a good girl..

"There we go.. Want you to imagine I'm right there with you.. Want you to imagine it's me touching you like that.. Gonna give you kisses all over, baby.. Tell you how pretty you are, how beautiful you sound.."

The more he slowly and calmly explains everything, let alone describes everything, is painting a very vivid picture for you. The knot from before has finally resurfaced, but this time it doesn't feel so far away.

All you have to do.. Is keep listening to him talk, imagine everything he's explaining, then you'll finally be able to cum..

"You sound so fucking pretty.. Are you close, baby girl?" He can tell by the way your moans rise in pitch, that you've once again grown close to being pushed over the edge. He wants to hear it, wants to see it..

But he knows he also has to be patient.

"Mmm.. S-so.. Close.." You weakly mutter, eyes opening slightly to look into the camera once more.

When you look at him like that, he can't help but throw his head back, a rumbling groan being ripped from the back of his throat.

The entire time you've been playing with yourself, he'd finally resumed as well, going at the same pace you were to not only hold him back on his own orgasm, but to heighten the pleasure.

"Good girl.. Want you to cum for me.. Wanna see how pretty you look and sound when you cum baby.." His dirty talking picks up again, and he notices you've picked up the pace again, whimpering and quietly cursing.

He follows suit, stroking his cock while never taking his eyes off of you and your trembling body.

The knot feels like it's about to break apart at the seams. You swear you see white dots in your vision as well. Just this once, you're desperately trying to keep your eyes open so you can look straight at him as you come undone.

"Give it to me, please.. Need it so bad baby.. Please..? Please." Changbin is begging now, his own lewd noises picking up in volume. His head is thrown back against the headboard of his bed, eyes struggling to stay open and focused on you.

Who knew he could sound so heavenly when he was practically whining and pleading for you to cum for him..

"Shit.. Gonna cum, Jagi.." He warns in a high-pitched whine, his lips parted as his brows furrow together in concentration.

Rewarding his vocal warning with a whimper, you can't help but screw your eyes shut as the knot that felt on the brink of coming apart finally does just that. Your eyes are watery, leaking with satisfied tears, sweet cries, and whines of his name tumbling carelessly out of your mouth while your head is stuck on cloud nine.

You swear you haven't come nearly this hard for months, let alone years.

Intimacy wasn't a huge thing in your life.

The last boyfriend you'd had only really cared about his own pleasure and nothing else.

Following suit, Changbin falls apart when he hears how pretty you sound finally coming apart for him. Thick ropes of cum line the hand that's still subconsciously stroking at his cock, and the soft yet deep moans he releases are dripping with satiated hunger.

Fuck..

He hadn't meant to, but his eyes had screwed shut when you came, and he missed out on seeing how beautiful you looked during..

Both rooms are echoing with uneven breaths. He can hear just how windless you sound and wishes he could be there to help clean you up and give you the best aftercare. You really do sound tired now..

After a few beats of silence, he swallows thickly and finally moves to clean himself up.

God.. He really hadn't meant to make a mess like this.. Normally, he was smarter about these things. He was always prepared, but this time, it was more or less a spur of the moment thing that was driven by the insatiable need to cure you of your stress.

"Oh sweet girl.." He murmurs softly when he comes back into view of the camera, taking in your sleepy eyes. The fact that you still haven't moved an inch since coming apart really doubles down on the fact that he wishes he could be there to properly take care of you himself. "I know you're tired.. Really, I do.. But you gotta get yourself cleaned up, baby girl.." Practically cooing, he tries to urge you to stay awake for just a little while longer.

Your body feels mellowed out and weightless now. The stresses of the last few months have finally pushed past the sexual frustration, and all your body wants to do is rest.

He's right, though. Falling asleep in your own mess doesn't sound appealing in the slightest.

Feebly, you're barely able to hold yourself upright. Your legs feel like they'll collapse on themselves at any moment, but still, you push on, eager to get yourself cleaned up and taken care of so you can retreat back to the comfort and safety of your warm bed.

By the time you get finished with your business, now stepping back into the bed that had practically been giving you bedroom eyes, you're back in view of Changbin, who now has gray sweatpants on, a sleeveless black shirt covering his chest. When your sleepy eyes glide up and down the expanses of his arms, you hum softly. "Wanna bite your arms, Bin."

You sound drunk, but he knows it's just exhaustion. Still, the admittance makes him laugh quietly. "They're not for biting, though." With a raise of his brows, he looks at you with a heart-warming smile lifted up on his lips.

"Whatever.. Still wanna bite em" You lazily retort, now back to your snappy and playful self.

Burying your face in the plethora of pillows donning your bed, you're unable to keep your eyes open for much longer. The attempts you make to keep them open are all failures.

"You really are so pretty, Jagi.. Get some good sleep, I'll see you next week.." Just before you do doze off, Changbin whispers this into the phone, and your mind actually settles for once.

That's right..

He'll be back in Korea next week..

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You know you shouldn't be so nervous to see him again. It's not like things had grown awkward between the two of you since that very dirty phone call last week..

He still texted you normally, still called you almost every night, nothing about him changed at all.

The only thing was, there was no more phone sex after that first time, and while, logically, you were fine with that, emotionally, you were starting to think that maybe things had grown awkward.

That was just you overthinking though.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

All of this.

Coming to his dorm with the other three he shared it with, gifts and snacks of all kinds perfectly donned in a woven basket.

Yet, before you could even knock on the door, someone had already opened it.

That someone had been none other than Chan.

"Oh? Didn't expect to see you here." Eyeing you up and down slowly(he's observing the basket of gifts), he takes a step back and lets you into the dorm, a soft smile on his face.

Offering a small smile in return, you thanked him for letting you through, before raising a quizzical brow at just how insanely quiet it was.

Having been here numerous times, this was perhaps the quietest it had ever been. Usually, things were chaotic. Once you put Changbin, Chan, and Han, all in the same room together, your sense of peace would be knocked down almost immediately. Not that it bothered you, nor did you mind. In fact, seeing Changbin in his element had brought you so much joy.

"Where is everyone?" With Chan following not too far behind you, he sucks in a short breath and laughs a bit awkwardly.

"Well, Han and Hyunjin are more than likely fast asleep in their rooms... Changbin, I think he went to the gym. He should be back in a few minutes, he's been gone for a bit."

"Ah.. I see. How was the tour for you guys? Did you have fun?" Trying to make small talk with Chan is always easy. He's someone who you know you can go to for a lot of things. He's kind of like a protective barrier for everyone in his group.

At this, Chan's face lights up almost immediately, and he starts to talk about how much fun he had. His love for his job and Stay genuinely is admirable, at least in your eyes.

Losing track of time, you hardly realize that your phone is ringing, until Chan points it out, laughing softly when you try and nearly fail, to wrangle your phone out of your pocket. The caller I.D. makes your stomach do back flips the moment you see who it is, and you have to excuse yourself from Chan's presence in order to not further embarrass yourself.

"Where are you, cutie?"

Almost immediately, your cheeks warm, and the basket of gifts you hold wavers in your hands.

Ever since that night, his voice has had more of an affect on you than you'd like to admit to yourself.

"Why you askin'?" Teasing him playfully, while also trying to keep where you're at a secret, you have to bite your bottom lip to stop the giddy laugh that threatens to slip past.

"Did you forget what I told you last week on the phone?" The smile is definitely there, you can practically hear it in the way he speaks.

When he asks this though, your stomach suddenly drops, panic zig-zagging it's way through your veins as you remember what he'd said. He was gonna plan a whole day for just the two of you when he got back, and it had completely slipped your mind.

"Shit.. I was going to try and surprise you.. I'm at your dorm with Chan." Cursing, you rush back out to where you and Chan had been sitting, only to realize he's no longer there. He probably went to sleep or work on music.. He always works so hard.

"Well that's definitely awkward.. I'm sorry I wasn't there, Jagi.. Do you need me to meet you halfway to your place?" There's a pang of regret slithering around in his stomach when he hears how dejected you sound. It was just a miscommunication thing. Both parties had tried to achieve a surprise for being back, but both had hilariously failed. When all was said and done, he knew you'd both look back on this moment and laugh about it.

Even though you protest heavily to having Changbin meet you halfway to your place, he does so anyway. That's what you aren't expecting when you nearly jump out of your own skin because he decided to sneak up behind you.

Though, you're far too busy really looking at him to be angry.

He's still the same Binnie you've known for years on end..

Just, seeing him in person after all the nasty things he said to you on the phone..

It's hard to actually not break eye-contact with him.

"No hug?" Pouting, he juts out his bottom lip, holding his arms out to you while making a grabby motion with his hands.

It takes a few seconds to process, but when it finally does, you rush forward and give him the biggest hug ever. Honestly, this one might just top all the hugs you've given him in the past.

"Any harder and you may choke me to death, Jagi." Laughing, he hugs you back, hard, but not so hard that he hurts you. It's comforting, safe, it feels like you're meant to be here, and honestly, you wouldn't want to have it any other way.

"Shut up and accept my hug.. I missed you." Releasing a soft breath into his chest, you smile and fake a pout.

You see him roll his eyes, but smile nonetheless. "Missed me, huh? Now where have I heard that before?"

What a low blow..

The comment makes your cheeks warm, eyes widening ever so slightly as you make an attempt to pull away and scold him for being a tease. Though, he doesn't give you the chance to escape his embrace.

"Nope. Not letting go. I just got you back, think I'm gonna make it that easy?" Ignoring your protests, he lightly drags you along with him, arm wrapped around your shoulders while he steers you back in the direction of your home.

You want to be mad at him.

You want to scold him.

But he's got a point.

Not to mention, you really don't want him to let go..

Only when you get inside, does Changbin finally release you from his grip, but it's only momentary. As soon as you set down the woven basket of gifts and snacks you'd prepared for him, he takes that opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist and hoist you up, basically throwing your body over his shoulder with far too much ease.

"Bin!? What the hell!" You refrain from banging your fists against his back.

He has an image to uphold and the last thing you want in the news is claims of someone 'Mistreating Stray Kid', Seo Changbin.'

Even though you do put up a fight, he takes it with a grain of salt, effortlessly carrying you until he sets you down on the couch. Things move quickly after that, or at least that's what your brain thinks. It may just be the fact that your brain is processing things far slower than usual.

By the time you're both comfortable, Changbin has you on his lap, facing him, and the compromising position has your head feeling dizzy.

How and why was he acting so bold?

He just got back from tour..

Is he not tired?

"Bin I-"

"Can I kiss you, please?" Out of thin air, he asks a very daring question, making you pause what you were about to ask him yourself, eyes locked onto his own with a puzzled yet heavily excited way.

"What's up with you today, Bin..? You're being so-"

"Is it wrong for me to miss my baby girl after not having seen her for months?" His hands slide up the sides of your legs, resting atop your waist. "Is it wrong for me to want to kiss my pretty girl..?" Now he's not so subtly looking at your lips, before his eyes dart back up to yours rather quickly.

His questions catch you off guard.

All the 'My baby girl', 'My pretty girl', talk is going straight to your cunt, and it shouldn't be.

His hands are softly kneading at the meat of your thighs, coaxing you, assuring you that he promises not to be too rough with you, and that's all it takes for you to give him a small nod of the head.

Within moments after answering, his lips are on yours, and they're soft, gentle, non-invasive.

You're the one who gets far too eager in a matter of seconds. Your hands reach up to thread through his hair, tugging some of the strands as your lips move much harder against his own.

The soft whimper that comes from him as a result of you just tugging at a few strands of hair on his head, has you shaking atop his lap.

He makes such pretty sounds..

In general, he's so fucking pretty, both inside and out.

When he opens his mouth, your tongue effortlessly finds its way inside, melting against his in a dance that you can only call, 'I missed you.'

Both of you really had missed one another, that was very clear.

"You're so needy. What's up with that?" Bin laughs when you both pull away to catch your breath.

Not only do you find yourself embarrassed at just how right he is, but now you feel like you're doing way too much. You have to take into consideration that he just got back from a pretty lengthy trip.

"M' sorry, we can stop.. Just missed you a lot is all." When you try to remove yourself from atop his lap, his arms wrap around your waist fully, preventing you from moving any further. The puzzled look you give him only makes him shake his head 'No'.

"Wasn't telling you to stop. Wasn't even implying that either, Jagi.. Stay put for me." With lidded eyes, he pulls you back the few inches you'd managed to give way to, his lips smashing against your own once more. This time though, he breaks away early, trailing his lips down the expanse of your neck, rewarding you with soft kisses and small love-bites along the way.

As much as you try not to make noise, it's impossible. His lips feel amazing against your skin. He pulls sweet sounds from the back of your throat, your eyes screwed shut as he continues to mark your neck.

By the time he finally pulls away from you, he's panting very faintly, observing the work he's made of your neck. Each bite and kiss that he planted held so much behind it.

"Look so pretty.. Wanna give you more, baby.. Will you let me give you more? Please?" It's whiny and pitched, but he doesn't care.

All he wants to do is kiss and mark every single inch of your body.

Take his time.

Make sure you're begging for him by the end of it.

Though, he thinks he'll save that for another day.

So much time passes where Changbin is kissing and marking up nearly every inch of your upper body, pulling moans and whimpers from you left and right.

Your head is in a constant state of frenzied lust, hoping he'll go further.

When he hisses after you accidentally rub your knee against his still fully clothed hard-on, your attention shifts. No longer do you want to be on the receiving end of this attention..

He deserves some too..

Wordlessly, you remove yourself from his lap. He's too spaced out to stop you properly this time. When you wedge yourself in between his legs, struggling to get the knot of his sweatpants undone, he laughs and pulls your hand away, eyes dark, pupils blown wide. "What are you trying to do, baby?" The look he holds in his eyes is far from scrutinizing.

He knows what you're up to, he just wants to hear it come from your mouth.

"Please.. Wanna make you feel good too, Bin.. S' not fair that I get it all.." With a raised voice, you beg him for permission to make him feel good. He's silent for a moment, arms tensing when he hears you beg him like that. Unsure if he heard you, or simply forgot to answer, you sidle up the most pleading face you can muster, before whispering, "Wanna suck your cock, Bin.. Please?"

That seems to finally get him to give in.

With a rumbling groan, he undoes the knot of his sweatpants, hands shaking while he does so.

He must really be worked up..

"You wanna be a good girl and suck my cock, Jagi?" His voice is rough, dripping with copious amounts of lust as he pushes his pants and boxers down. His eyes, the entire time, are on you, staring down at your face as if you're the prettiest fucking thing in the room.

Seeing it in person is far different than seeing it over the phone.

It's thick, head flushed, already leaking with pre-cum from your previous actions.

Looking up at him once more, your face screams, 'Please', with which he is more than happy to oblige.

Your movements are slow and calculated, hand wrapping around his cock when he finally brings his own away. As soon as you touch him, he sucks in a breath, a whiny, 'Fuck baby..' slipping past his wet lips. The notion only serves to make you more confident, and you keep going, pulling your head closer, all while looking up at him through wet lashes.

"Look so pretty.. So so p-" His words taper off into a moan when you finally wrap your mouth around the head. "Mmm, that's a good girl.. Your mouth already feels so good.." He whines helplessly, hips bucking up slightly, but not enough to hurt you.

Humming at the praise he gives you, heat pools in between your legs and you make sure to go nice and slow when moving your mouth further down the length of his cock.

By the time he's almost fully inside, he's panting and whimpering, hands gripping at the couch cushions on either side. His cheeks are flushed, the tips of his ears a pretty shade of pink.

"Ah... S-slow down, baby.." Attempting to thread his fingers through your hair to stop you from moving, the action fails, his arm falling right back to his side when you lewdly remove your mouth from his twitching cock. "Brat.." He mutters once he's able to catch his breath.

It was only fair. He teased you constantly. Even before this whole.. Whatever it was.. There was no label on it at the moment.. He teased you relentlessly. That's not to say it wasn't reciprocated, but you didn't tease nearly as much as he did.

Ignoring his comment, you brought him to your mouth once more, making sure to look him directly in the eyes as your tongue darted out, a long stripe being licked along the underside of it. The whine mixed with a rumbling groan that graced your ears was downright sinful.

He looked as though he was going to say something again, but just as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, you embraced his cock with your mouth, actually taking it to it's fullest this time.

"Oh my.. Ffffuuckk.." Long, drawn-out moans slipped past his lips at this, head thrown back against the back of the couch.

His grip on your couch cushions is deadly. His knuckles are white, and the fabric below just looks like it'll tear, but you know it won't.

It gets messy.. Way too messy..

But you enjoy yourself, and you know he's enjoying it too, if his loud whimpers and moans, and the occasional call of your name is enough to hint at anything.

Surprisingly, he's been able to hold off on coming down your throat, but he doesn't want to do that unless you're okay with it.

Considering how eagerly you're sucking him off, he'd probably guess that's your goal.

"B-baby girl.. Where d-do you want me t' cum..?" He's just barely able to get it out.

Your mouth feels so fucking good.. He can only imagine how heavenly it'll feel to have his cock buried deep inside your pussy.

That thought alone has him whimpering again, cock twitching in your mouth while you look at him with sweet wet eyes.

You can't answer him verbally, so you show him.

Keeping your mouth wrapped tightly around him, your tongue lathes up and down the sides as best as possible, and you're hoping he gets what you're trying to tell him.

Thankfully, he does.

"That's a good fucking girl.. Want me to cum in this pretty little mouth?" With a breathy sigh, his hips begin to involuntarily thrust upwards, pushing himself impossibly deeper down your throat.

Though, you can't complain.

If anything, it's only making you even more aroused.

All you can possibly do is hum around him, the vibrations making him grit his teeth and whine, cock twitching even more violently.

You know he's about to cum when his thrusts start to grow uneven and ragged. He's so desperate with the way he's using your mouth that it's damn near unbearable to not reach down in between your legs to alleviate the throbbing pain of your clit.

"That's it.. Good girl.. Good girl.. Such a good girl for me baby.. Fuck your mouth feels so good.. Gonna..-" He tapers off, cock twitching one final time in your mouth before you feel his cum slide down your throat. The entire time, he holds your head gently with his hands to keep you in place, soft whines and whimpers escaping his mouth.

It takes him a bit to finish all the way though, keeping you still for a few moments before he finally pants and leans back, releasing his hold on your head. You take this moment to pull away from his cock with a lewd pop, swallowing every last bit he'd given you.

He doesn't need time to recover, apparently..

When he lifts you up and makes it so that you're now taking his place, your mind feels discombobulated for a brief moment, eyes peering up at him as he hovers above you on the couch. "You're perfect.. Really. I mean it.." Such sweet words from someone who was talking so crudely into your ears just moments before. "I'm gonna give you exactly what you want.. Remember what you told me last week?" With sultry eyes, he trails his way down to the hem of your shorts, hooking his fingers into the waistband before he begins to push them down agonizingly slow.

Yes, you do remember.

How could you forget.

The images are still ingrained into your mind.

"Promise to be gentle with you baby.. Promise.." He sounds like he's more or less reassuring himself rather than you.

Either way though, the only thing on your mind right now, is how badly you want him.

By the time he gets your shorts off all the way, he's sucking in a breath, pupils blown at the sight laid before him. You're so wet.. So wet that it's literally seeping through your undergarments.

The sight seems so surreal to him at the moment, and he finds himself bringing two fingers forward, gliding them gently through your clothed folds before shivering.

He wasn't imagining things.

You were really sopping wet.

"That's so hot.." Changbin more or less whispers to himself, though he knows you hear it because your legs squish together, the meat of your thighs more prominent now.

It's embarrassing how your undergarments basically refuse to disconnect from your skin when he tries to take them off of you. Really.. The warmth in your cheeks is unbearable. Though when he praises you and whispers some hushed words of reassurance, all of that embarrassment is replaced with the aching need to have him touch you, kiss you, do something.. Anything.

"Bin.. Please.." After having not used your voice in the past ten or fifteen minutes, it sounds scratchy and foreign to you.

"Be patient baby, I promise I'm not gonna stop until I make you cum a few times.. Promise.." Again, he's muttering, so enraptured by your wet cunt that it's hard for him to really concentrate fully.

He wants to start slow, build you up, then just make you crash down.. So, naturally, he starts with the inside of your thighs, leaving delicate kisses and bites all around the skin there. "My baby has such pretty thighs.." He whispers, moving down to your calves.

The same treatment goes to them, kisses and love-bites being embedded into your skin with thoughtful love and care. "Such pretty calves..." Every area his lips linger on, he praises. It never stops, not even when he gets down to your ankles. "Pretty girl.. So pretty.. Every single inch of you is so fucking pretty baby.."

When it seems he's getting nowhere, instead choosing to draw this out and tease you until you physically and mentally can't take it anymore, his body lays comfortably down across the couch, your legs caging his head in between them.

It's got you squirming in place when you see and feel his mouth hovering right above where you want him.

"Be as loud as you need to be baby.. Let me hear you, hm?"

Cheeky bastard..

Without giving you much time to process, his lips latch onto your clit almost immediately, and the squeak it forces out of you is so loud that you instinctively cover your mouth with your hand, or at least attempt to..

When he sees this, one of his arms flies out to grab at your wrist, gently pulling your hand away from your mouth while his lips are still latched onto your cunt. The warning look in his eyes makes you feel like someone who's getting reprimanded for doing something they definitely shouldn't have.

His tongue is relentless, lathing around your folds and clit like he's a man starved. Your taste is heavenly. He really doesn't think he could ever get tired of it. The noises he's able to pull out of you are only working him up again, his hips occasionally grinding into the couch while he eats you out.

He feels light-headed, fuzzy.

More.

That's all that runs through his brain.

He wants more.

Wants to taste you more, wants to keep your cunt pressed up against his face, your clit haphazardly hitting the tip of his nose.

You can see the imaginary stars in his eyes while he eats your cunt like it's the last thing he'll ever get.

He's making noises, the vibrations sending tingling chills up and down your spine as you helplessly moan and cry his name. Every time it's his name he hears, his tongue fucks into your cunt, his eyes set entirely on you the entire time. Not once does his gaze waver.

It's like he's in a trance, body acting of its own accord.

"G-gonna cum.. B-Bin!" Your eyes are watery, voice cracking and stumbling while you try to warn him of your impending orgasm. It doesn't stop him, nor does it slow him down, rather, it only seems to make him speed up.

You're a mess, tears springing to your eyes as you watch him, tangling your fingers through his hair and accidentally tugging when his tongue brushes right up against your clit in a way that has you seeing white dots in your vision.

This rewards you with a deep moan that presses right up against your clit, and the knot instantly comes undone.

The words that tumble and fall past your lips are anything but coherent. You're even sobbing. It feels so good.

Changbin feels your legs subconsciously press his head even closer to your pussy when you cum, and he swears he's coming right alongside you.

In reality, he isn't, but fuck, he wishes he was..

When his lips finally do disconnect from your pussy, there's a mix between his saliva and your juices coating his chin and lips. He doesn't make an effort to wipe it off just yet.

When he gets out from in between your legs, only then does he finally wipe his mouth, muttering something under his breath about how good you taste.

You're breathless, panting against the arm of the couch like a whore, but, if it was with him, you honestly didn't care.

"Gonna clean you up, okay baby? I'll be right back." At this, he begins to walk away from you, but hearing that makes you whine.

"Wait.. Bin.. Come back, please?"

He turns around and kneels beside the couch, worry furrowed in his brows. "What's wrong, Jagi..?"

It's not there's anything wrong, per say..

Rather, you want more still.. You're not entirely satiated yet.

"Want more.. Please?" You ask in a soft voice, pleading with your eyes if words aren't enough.

When he bites down on his bottom lip and looks down at the floor, you retreat and add, "If you don't want to.. I'm okay with that, ju-"

"Jagi.. I hate it when you do that. Don't backtrack just because you think it'll make me feel uncomfortable or weird. If I was, I promise I'd tell you."

He snakes his way atop your body once more, eyes traversing their way up and down your body.

Really, he wants to wait to give you everything.. But right now, all he can think about is how good it will feel to have your pussy wrapped around his cock.

When he leans down to capture your lips with his own once again, the decision is made fairly quickly.

"You really are needy.." He whispers low, leaning his forehead against yours. "Tell me what you want, baby girl.. I'll give it to you.."

Hearing you beg is the most wonderful thing for him to hear.

"Want you Bin.. Want you so bad." Your eyes screw shut and your body trembles. "What you told me you were gonna do t' me on the phone.. Want you to do everything and more.." It's said with conviction. You mean every last bit of it.

"Yeah? Wanna cum on my cock, baby?" His own breath is beginning to pick up, eyes screwing shut while his forehead still rests against yours. "Want me to fuck you like I really missed you..?" When his eyes fly open, he sees and feels your legs tremble with need.

That's enough of an answer for him.

"Say it. Please... Please baby.. Tell me.." Once again, he finds himself whining and begging you instead of the other way around.

Not one to disappoint, lips part once more to shakily whisper, "Wanna cum on your cock.. Want you to fuck me.. Show me how much you missed me, Bin.."

The sinful cry that slips past his lips when you say it should embarrass him, but it doesn't. He's got you right where he wants you now. Wordlessly, he situates you so that you're now propped over the arm of the couch, ass arched into the air. You're too aroused to even care about the new position, the only thing on your mind, him finally giving you exactly what you want.

"Want you to tell me if it's too much pretty girl.." He says this low. Breathless and uncoordinated is how he sounds.

With a nod of the head, you show your understanding, before you feel him shift behind you, his fingers unconsciously moving to feel how wet you are.

He's growing impatient, but he wants to be gentle with you, wants this to be more than a quick fuck..

Lining his cock up with your pussy, he nearly loses his composure when the tip just barely catches against it, a small whimper escaping his throat.

He's toying with you, lazily dragging his cock against the folds of your cunt at an agonizingly slow pace. When you go to beg him to just do something, it seems he already had that in mind, when the tip of his cock finally catches and he pushes in slowly.

The entire time he slowly pushes his cock inside of you, he watches how it disappears, how your cunt greedily takes every single inch he's giving to you. There are no words, he can't form any. His mouth is stuck partially open, watching in awe as he slowly buries himself to the hilt inside your wet pussy.

When he's all the way inside, he finally releases a shaky 'Fuck', that has you whimpering beneath him.

"God you feel so good.. M' trying not to cum too soon baby.." He says through gritted teeth. He's standing absolutely still behind you. One wrong move and he's afraid he really will cum.. Right before he even gets to do anything, too.

How can your pussy feel this good..?

He's practically drowning in it already and all he did was put it in..

"Big.." He hears the end of what you say, and it bails him out of his thoughts.

"What was that baby girl? You're gonna have to speak up for me.." He coos, desperate to hear what it was you said.

"Fuck.. So big.." You repeat once more, legs trembling uncontrollably.

For you, he's definitely bigger than most..

It feels so fucking good, and you're clenching around him even though he isn't even moving. You really really want him to move.. Wanna feel the drag of his cock as he fucks into you..

"You're gonna drive me crazy baby girl.. Fuck.. Don't say things like that.." Whining, his hips involuntarily buck at the praise he receives, pushing his cock even deeper within your soft walls. "You're so tight.. So wet.. Gotta move.." He's talking to himself now at this point, so drunk off of your pussy already that he can't think straight.

Pulling back slowly, he's almost out entirely, until he pushes back in even slower than before, savoring the feeling of your walls enshrouding his cock like a warm vice. "That's it.. That's a good girl.. Taking me so so well.." Now his voice is slightly more level, but the whiny pitch is still there.

On your end, you're seeing stars, vision dotting and eyes beginning to water.

It's impossible to think clearly when his dick is buried inside you, as he had promised over the phone the other day.

It was one thing to say something.. But to actually follow through with it..

It was definitely far better than anything your imagination had conjured up, that was one definitive fact.

His thrusts were slow, gentle, tender, everything that described the word 'Soft' perfectly. Each time he felt your walls clench around him, he whined or stuttered, hips crashing against your ass and changing the speed.

Overall, he was trying his hardest to be slow. He wanted to take his time and feel you.

Really feel you..

"You're so good for me.. Listen to how pretty you sound taking my cock baby girl.. Want you to be as loud as you want, Jagi. Don't hold back for me.. Need to hear you, please.." Babbling and rambling on and on, he forces himself to keep up with the slow and steady pace, mind nearly going blank from how good it feels.

As soon as your noises pick up, he feels even more lost, even more incapacitated.

He wants to stay like this for as long as possible..

"Yeah? There we go my pretty baby.. There we go.. Keep making those pretty fucking noises for me.. God I can't do this.. Need more baby.. Please? Will you let me give you more..? Want to so fucking bad.." If it's a statement or a question is beyond either of you at this point.

"Please please please.." The word tumbles past your lips in a repetitive trance, no other words able to lodge themselves into the forefront of your hazed mind.

Without another word, or even a warning, his pace increases, and he's grabbing one of your legs to hold up while he fucks himself deeper into your sopping wet cunt.

Instinctively, your body tries to shy away from his with the new change in pace, but he doesn't let you, his grip on your leg firm yet gentle. "Love this pretty fucking pussy.. It's taking me so well.. So fucking well baby.. So warm.. Wet.. Tight.. F-fuck.. Wanna fuck you all night.. Make you cum so many times for me.." It's garbled up nonsense that spews from his mouth, but it excites you and turns you on even more. "Love seeing this pretty ass.. Love watching it bounce back on my cock.. Love feeling how tight you grip me.. God you're driving me crazy.."

You can't speak at this point. The new position, his filthy words, the praise... All of it is too much for your brain to handle.

If you're being entirely honest with yourself, he's turned you into a big pile of mush.

Rightful place for you to be..

When he grows tired of that position, he settles you into a new one where he's in between your legs, pushing into you slowly once more while he keeps his eyes on the way your breasts rapidly rise and fall in time with your breathing.

Every time he sinks into your pussy, he swears his brain goes damn near dumb..

"So wet for me.. S' coating my thighs baby.." Another whimper from him that forces you to open your eyes and look at where the two of you are connected.

He isn't wrong. His thighs are glistening with your slick and the sight alone is enough to make you throw your head back against the arm of the couch.

The knot in your stomach is already on the verge of breaking. You're not even sure when it had even started to build. When your whines and moans pick up in speed and volume, he picks up his pace, hips crashing into yours with a tender ferocity that's making your eyes water. "G-gonna cum.. G-gonna c-cum.." If it weren't for the fact that you were currently sobbing from how good it felt, then you're almost positive you would've been more clear and concise with your warning..

Unfortunately for him, you'd been far too quiet for him to hear.

One particular thrust of his hips and his cock is dragging against that sweet-spot of yours that has that knot finally tearing itself apart, and you come hard, eyes screwing shut as more tears leak down your cheeks.

Impossibly tight and gripping him hard, he has to slow himself down before he comes too, his own whines mixing in with yours. "Shit.. Pussy's too good.. Can't.." With a shaky breath, he quickly removes himself from inside you, panting and letting small, broken whimpers slip past his wet lips. "Don't wanna cum yet.. Can't.. Need more.. Can't get enough of you.."

Even when your orgasm ends, you still crave him, and he can see it written all over your face. The heat radiating from both of your bodies is enough to put anyone to shame..

This side of Changbin, is definitely new to you..

He's so drunk off of you that he's mumbling and muttering to himself or to you at an almost consistent rate.

You're the same way. Unable to think properly, move your mouth properly, hell, even blink properly.

"My needy baby.. You still want more, don't you? It's written all across your face.." When he manages to catch his breath, he decides to tease you a little bit, a small smile curling up against his lips.

You're far too fucked out to reply.

The furrow in your brow tells him everything he needs to know.

You're insatiable.

This time when he pushes his cock into your cunt, he isn't slow about it.. He's anything but.

"That's it.. Love this pussy.. Can't get enough of it.. Wanna be buried inside it every single night.." Incoherently he babbles on and on, his pace unforgiving and jarring right from the get-go.

The dirty talk is making you clench, and every time you do, he notices.

"Dirty girl.. You like when I talk to you like this..? Praise you? Tell you how good this pretty little pussy is? How well it takes my cock..?" He's no longer whining, voice level and calm despite the rough way with which he's fucking you.

"Yes.. yes.. Please.." You don't know what you're begging for anymore, but it just feels right in the moment.

"Fuck baby.. I'm gonna cum soon.. Really wanna cum inside.. Wanna fill you up.. Give you everything.. Make you an eomma.." He knows it's not actually possible nor obtainable for him to actually make you one, but the thought has him rutting carelessly against you, cock twitching and trembling beneath your walls.

It seems the thought excites you too, because you clench around him, hard..

"Yeah..? You want me to make you an eomma, Jagi? Want me to fill you up and make sure nothing comes out..? I'll go for as long as you want baby, fill you up as many times as I can.. Wanna make you an eomma so so bad.."

He sounds so whiny and incoherent, babbling over and over again about how much he wants to make you a mom, and it was pushing you towards the edge once more.

This time when you cum, there is no warning, only that of your walls tightly gripping his cock for the second time.

He doesn't know how he doesn't come just from that, but he's glad he doesn't..

He gets to be even more drunk on your pussy, fucking you through your orgasm while you moan and mumble his name like a prayer into the space of the living room without a care in the world nor a thought behind your eyes.

By the time you're reaching the end of your high, he reaches his, quickly pulling out of you with a whiny breath. All it takes is a few more pumps and he's coming undone, ropes of thick cum coating your tummy and breasts. No words are spoken, just heavy breaths and panting fill the air, his cock now sensitive to the touch.

Hissing when he removes his hand, he looks at you fully, and fights the urge to kiss you. You look completely fucked out, eyes barely open, breathing labored, hair a complete mess... Not to mention that you're covered in his mess..

"You did so well for me, Jagi.. Really, I'm proud of you.." He coos softly, arms lifting your legs so he can untangle himself from in between them.

Humming softly at the praise, you watch him stand from the couch, a goofy yet endearing grin on his face. "I'll be right back.. Gonna grab some towels to clean you up with.. We can cuddle in bed afterwards alright?"

He speaks softly, so softly that it makes your heart swell.

When he disappears, you just lay there, half-awake, desperately trying to fight off sleep.

By the time he comes back, you're almost asleep, but awake enough to feel him run a warm washcloth delicately across your body, cleaning up any mess that was made. The whole time he does this, he softly praises you, calling you a 'Good girl', telling you, 'You did such a good job for me baby, just relax.. There we go..'

When he's finished, you are just barely able to open your eyes, only to find that he's once again fully clothed.

He sees how tired you are, and takes it upon himself to pick you up, figuring you'd just fall if you tried to stand up straight.

"It's okay, Jagi.. Just rest, you deserve it. Did so well for me.." He whispers, turning into your bedroom. When he finally gets to your bed, he's lifting the covers with one hand, pushing them away to allow space for your exhausted body.

He lays you down gently and then pulls the covers up, making sure you're comfortable before he gets in beside you, holding you close to him with a content sigh.

"I love you, Jagi.. Sleep well.. I'll be here when you wake up.."

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They stayed inside of their house to make new improvements on their house in order to survive the sunlight. Each night felt lonely just as the days were. When their house was finally vampire proofed, they were able to go back and sleep inside their bedroom

It took time to adjust to the coffin they evidently slept in. They would eventually return to work at the hospital, but would get distracted by the blood of people to fully focus. They did somehow manage to be not super obvious about the differences they had between them and their fellow co workers

It’s why no one was non the wiser when blood pouches started missing. Currently they were inside their coffin fast asleep. They were in the sleeping style of Dracula and Count Orlok. Night was approaching as they had seemingly forgotten about their date that night when they eventually risen from their coffin

They got into different clothes and then headed off into their kitchen. They got an empty metal bottle out and then went to fetch the pouch of blood they’d store inside for the night. They were thinking about what exactly their plans were for that night. They were off of work, so they couldn’t recall as they got the blood pouch open and was pouring the blood inside of their metal bottle

They heard movement in their living room, causing them to rid of the evidence of them being a vampire quickly before the person had entered their kitchen. “I’m guessing there was something far more important than going out tonight” Herbert spoke with annoyance

They turned to look at him as they noticed that he had some sort of box in his hands. “Shit! No sorry. I just have a terrible memory when it comes to meeting up with people” they say truthfully. “I thought vampires had a good memory” he said, which of course it didn’t surprise them that Herbert knew that they weren’t human

“What exactly happened to you that made you this way? I won’t tell anyone.” They sighed as they knew better than to tell him about how they became a vampire. He could see the look of distrust in their eyes, and took the hint. “I thought you might like this as a gift. I know people usually give flowers to people, but you’re different”

They accepted the wooden box, and then opened it. The heart inside of the box belonged to someone from the morgue, and the heart was beating. “It’s perfect” they admitted honestly before looking back at him. “I spent countless of nights to make it perfect just for you”

“I also figured that you would’ve appreciated this gift if you were still human with the way you don’t flinch at corpses, and the fact that you never once thought about different possibilities to bring people back from the dead.” Herbert explains as they shut the box and placed it onto their kitchen counter

“You challenge those who wished to be challenged by you. You always win.” He’s behind them now, his arms wrapped around their waist as his lips were on their neck, leaving hickeys on their neck. They were surprised since they didn’t know this man really knew how to pleasure someone

They leaned their head back as moans left their mouth. “Turn me” he said once he had stopped leaving hickeys on their neck. “I won’t” they say truthfully because they weren’t sure if it’ll work like how does in the movies. “Please” he pleaded against their neck

“I want to know what it feels like to be immortal” he says before biting down on their neck. They moaned as they start to grind against him now for more pleasure. He pulls away from their neck again, mouth still ghosting over their neck

“Stop that. You haven’t earned that.” They stopped grinding, causing him to smirk. “I’ll need a new place to crash obviously if you turn me. Your place seems like the perfect spot. What do you say?” He moves to stand next to them now instead of behind them. “I’m not turning you into a vampire”

“Fine. I guess I’ll have to experiment on you then. See what exactly makes a vampire tick.” He took their hand into his hand as their body now faced his. “You make me tick” they say before their lips were on his. He returns the kiss as he now gets pinned to the nearest wall

He pulled apart as their normal irises had turned dark red. “Yes! Show me the beast I know you truly are!” He looked amazed by how their true form looked. “My beast, could you drain people dry as I use my own creation to bring those people back to life? It would be the perfect crime”

“Only for you I can” they said as he felt himself really turned on by them. “Perfect! You are perfect!” He kisses them again. He this time got to feel around their fangs as they deepened the kiss. They get him out of his clothes before then getting out of their own clothes

He moans as their claw went back to their normal hand so they could use their skilled hands. They felt him instantly relax as he stopped kissing them now as his head arches back against the wall. Their mouth goes on over to his neck, fangs retracting back into their gums before their mouth goes onto his neck

“Please” he stated to beg as they continued to mark up his neck and stroke his cock just the way he likes. “Please- I-“ a moan interrupts his speech. It had been a while since he’s been this intimate with someone since he usually found sex to be a distraction from discovery potential greatness

He continues to moan as he felt close to his first climax of the night. They stopped stroking his cock as they also stopped marking up his neck. “I have an idea” they say as they finally gave him space as they went to grab their water bottle that had blood in it

“I guess there would be something truly poetic to watch me die if we last that long in this arrangement. Would you vow to use my own creation to bring me back? Or would you watch my corpse rot? Tough choices since I like both opinions.” Something about this question makes their more monstrous side appear again

“It’s tough for you to decide too. You look puzzled by the thought, but it amuses you that you have someone who doesn’t mind either options.” Herbert had walked on over to stand next to them again. “Perhaps the answer would be both. You’ll bring me back just to kill me yourself~ draining me dry of all my blood. Tearing my limbs apart, and crushing my limbs as I watch in true admiration”

“Sounds like a bright future ahead for us~” he adds as he dips his finger into the bottle that held human blood. “It’s a rather dark future ahead of us” they corrected as he smears the blood on his cock without any hesitation. Their fangs retract, but they still looked beastly as they got down onto their knees to begin lapping up the blood that was coaxing his cock all the while pleasing him

They didn’t think they’d ever hear such erotic noises coming from him, but it excites them further as they take his cock fully into their mouth before starting to suck just the way he would like. “Mind reader” was all he could get out that wasn’t a moan. He felt like he had just entered hell with how warmed up his body was feeling at the moment

“Just relax” they spoke inside his mind, causing him to shut his eyes as his hands were digging into their skull. He’s now fucking them in their mouth as they do their tongue stuff that worked wonders on him. At some point he’s practically down their throat all the way, but they don’t choke or flinch

And when he came, they so quickly got him out of their mouth and then swallowed his release. “I vow to bring you back to life just to drain you and rip up your body as you watch in admiration and arousal.” Herbert smiles as the vampire gets back up to eat the rest of the blood that was in the water bottle

His eyes had been opened again after his first climax of the night. He studied the way they ate, noting to himself that he’d write down their eating habits later. “For the next round, I want you to not hold back. It’s for research. I need to know how-“

Regina groaned as she stirred from her sleep when she heard quiet whimpering beside her.

Her eyes started to flutter open and adjusted to the darkness of the room as the whimpers turned into broken breaths, slight shuffles bringing her attention towards her girl.

The blonde turned her body to fully face the writhing girl, a tired smirk turning up her lips when she saw the barley noticeable movement of hips rhythmically pushing up into the air.

Regina watched for a moment to see if Cady would wake from the obvious sexually charged dream, testing how her body reacted to a soft touch spanning the length of her arm.

With a fleeting touch to her hip, the blonde quietly got off the bed, grabbing her phone and made her way to the bathroom to wash away the residual sleep from her face.

She took a moment to admire her reflection, her gaze moving from her half lidded eyes accompanied by the slight smirk that adorned her fresh face. She took in how her sleep shirt fell to expose her midriff and the waistband of her boxers flatteringly. Regina momentarily scrunched her nose in satisfaction.

She confidently snuck back into the dark room to retrieve a black leather harness, as well as a ribbed attachable appendage. Regina made her way back to the bathroom, shuffling out of her boxers and stepping into the legs of the leather.

Expertly, she secured the buckles on her hips, making sure that fit was snug so that the leather would rub against her in addition.

A low groan left her at the secure feeling against her body, aiding in the intensifying of the dominance that she has grown to love.

The girl turned to check out how the straps framed her ass. She grabbed her phone and quickly took a few pictures in her current position, looking at the camera over her shoulder, her ass pushed out and her lips between her teeth.

She attached the toy into the rings before giving herself one last look and slinking back into the bed. A new wave of desire landed in her core at the now whinier sounds that were building in Cady's chest and intensified by desperate rolls of her hips.

Carefully, Regina moved the sleeping girl's hands out of the way, making her all that more vulnerable and open to her ministrations. She peeled back the blanket that was draped over Cady's lower body, humming lowly as her eyes raked down the length of her bare body.

She tried to suppress a chuckle at the shiver and following buck of her hips that possessed the sleeping girl. Regina loved how responsive the girl was. Especially when she was unconscious.

The blonde softly draped a leg over the one closest to her and brought her hands up Cady's jaw. Dull nails skirted around the soft skin, fingers tracing the definition of bone as she carefully listened to breathing that was growing more intense.

A low purr left Regina as she brought up her thumb to toy with the girls damp lips. Running her finger along the pliant flesh, she studied the pattern of breaths that came with each unsatisfying push of hips, more frustrated whines leaving her in turn.

That hand traveled down Cady's body, bluntly scratching at her neck and navel before landing between spread thighs.

Regina situated herself between the girls legs, laying on her stomach comfortably to get a better angle for her plan.

She meticulously spread Cady's legs further to get better access to slick cunt. The backlit sheen coming from the bathroom light allowed the blonde to get a glimpse of the growing arousal accumulating between the girls legs.

Regina brought her thumbs up to spread her open, a wave of air brushing against the warmth of her cunt which elicited a stronger roll of her hips, still desperately searching for contact.

The blonde chuckled quietly at the action as a thumb slid down through the mess and over her steadily leaking hole.

"Mmm~ so pretty", she whispered as her arousal caught the dull light.

Teasingly, Regina circled her thumb around her hole, shallowly dipping in to encourage more arousal to drool out of her. There still was no sign of the girl waking besides certain whimpers that were clearer.

With a smirk, she slid her thumb up through her weeping slit and pressed into the aching nerve that had been begging for attention.

Cady's mouth dropped open and her eyes slightly fluttered at the pressure against her. She began to sleepily rub herself up against the force, mindlessly bringing her legs up to bend at the knees, framing the blonde below her.

The blonde pressed a few wet kisses to both thighs as she kept her thumb still, letting the girl inconsistently push up into her touch.

She attentively watched each change of the girls expression, the heaving of her chest, the eager to relaxed thrusts into her hand. The way that she would submit without question even from an unconscious fantasy.

Regina felt a shiver run through her from the increasing control settling in her body and mind. Her growing arousal due to the pliability of the girl in this moment probably attributed to that too.

Once she felt that she had brought a satisfactory amount of teasing upon the sleeping girl, she pushed herself up and began peppering kisses up her body. Starting at her stomach and up to her chest where she left a few nips, all the way up to her neck and the underside of her jaw.

Regina made sure to pull back as to not startle the girl. "Can you turn around for mommy?" she purred as grabbed her waist and softly encouraged her to roll towards the middle of the bed.

"Very good~". The blonde whispered as she heard a a groan accompanying the excessive amount of movement for the sleeping girl.

Cady safely rolled onto her stomach with minimal whining at which the blonde was very impressed with, considering her insistent claim that the girl was the most responsive person she'd ever met.

Regina swiftly grabbed a thick pillow at the same time as she pulled the girls right arm from under her chest that had gotten trapped during the shift in position, ensuring that she wouldn't wake up from the sudden discomfort.

Just as quickly she pulled Cady's hips up and wedged the pillow beneath her pelvis, lifting her for better access and the benefit of the angle.

Regina let out a tired breath as she pulled back for a minute so that the girl could fall back into sleep after so much movement.

This gave time for the blonde to collect herself before reaching for some lube in the drawer and applying a considerable amount to the toy, as well as Cady.

She watched her breathing even out once more, shaking her head in disbelief when the girl now started pushing her hips down into the pillow, instantly transporting back into the dream.

Regina embellished the girls back with hungry kisses, letting her teeth drag across the supple skin to illicit those little gasps that she loved. She braced her forearms on either side of Cady's head before reaching down and expertly guiding the strap into the girls entrance.

The blonde slowly pushed into the girl, her mouth gaping when she bottomed out and the flat of the leather firmly pushed against her own aching cunt. She stayed in that position to see how the sleeping girl would react but all she got was a hitch of her breath.

Just as slowly the blonde pulled back out, one of her hands went down to grip the bend of the girls torso that transitioned into her pelvis. She let out a shaky breath when she pushed back into her.

The adrenaline of using the malleable girl caught up to her as she started to get into an agonisingly slow rhythm, feeling her own clit throb against the snug material.

Shallow breaths knocked out of her lungs at each deep thrust that she pushed into Cady, humming as little whimpers start flowing out of her.

Regina carefully watched as the girl moved her arms under her head to rest on them, louder mewls leaving her. The blonde gave a soft laugh as Cady finally pushed her ass back into her touch.

On a specifically deep push of the toy Cady let out a heavy gasp, as if she hadn't been breathing all night. Regina had been waiting for a similar reaction as soon as the girl started shifting, which is why she reacted with an expected chuckle.

"Mommy?" the girl slurred, the word sounding more like a hum than anything. Her cunt clamped down on the strap as soon as she had the energy to, small whines leaving her.

Regina kept pushing now that she knew the girl was gaining consciousness. "Sorry puppy, you looked so pretty and open and I couldn't help— myself. Go back to sleep, baby" she purred against the side of her head.

"Mmmhave you been— fucking me this whole—time?" Cady groaned as feeling in her body started to be clearer, feeling each breath and brush and fuck against her.

Regina chuckled at the girls phrasing as well as her bluntness. "Maybe—why? you want me to stop?" the blonde asked as she slowly encouraged the girl to push up on to her knees as she pulled at her hips.

Cady whined as she was once again moved to satisfy Regina's needs. "Mmmno" the girl hummed as she continued to push back against the moving toy.

"That's what I thought~" Regina purred as she grabbed the girls hips, her thumbs almost touching eachother against the girls lower back before putting her weight into her hands, forcing Cady into the mattress and driving into her.

Cady felt herself sink into submission at the way the blonde physically put her down, the grip on her body intense and desperate and inconsiderate. A gutteral moan escaped her as she was consistently pushed deeper into headspace.

"Fuck— hands above your head" Regina commanded, a certain needy push of Cady's hips directly grinding against her clit.

Cady released an exhausted breath as she reached to straighten out her arms in front of her. Her eyes fluttered when she heard the satisfied laugh behind her. "Good listening, pup~" hummed the blonde.

Her hummed 'thank you' got muffled by the pillow at her head but Regina managed to catch it along with the whimper that came with it.

"Were you dream—dreaming about mommy?" the blonde pushed as she continued fucking into the smaller girl, mesmerised at how her ass met with her hips. Her hand found it's way underneath the girl and between her legs, lightly toying with her swollen clit.

Cady hummed affirmatively, now trying to get into a rhythm of grinding against the blondes fingers as well as back against her strap, whiney moans flowing out of her.

She knew that Regina was waiting for her to continue. "You were—using my mmmouth and you made me suck your strap—and I was in chastity" the smaller girl cried as the blonde drove into her with more vigour.

Regina didn't really care, she just wanted to hear the girl struggle to get words out. The blonde found pride in fucking the intelligence out of the girl. "Is that so?" she feigned interest.

Cady responded with a shaky hum before she felt her head being forced backwards.

"Open your mouth~" Regina purred as she brought Cady's torso off the bed, pulling her hair to bend her neck as far as possible.

Regina grinned when she saw her girl with her tongue out, little mewls leaving her as the toy was buried deep inside her at the change in position.

Cady watched with half lidded eyes as the blonde collected saliva in her mouth before leaning over and positioning her mouth over the desperate one. She allowed a thick string of spit to fall into the girls mouth, pushing in the bit that escaped with her thumb.

A hand on Cady's back pushed her into her previous position before she could even swallow the blondes essence. That moment settled directly in her core, whimpering desperately as soon as she was able to fuck back against the blonde.

Regina picked up that the girls sounds were getting more frequent and higher, a smug smirk pulling at her lips as she moved a hand to cover Cady's mouth and continue to pull her back by the hips.

The small girl felt her eyes roll at the move. She felt completely controlled and useless under Regina's touch, like a puppet or a toy being used to appease only the player.

"Shhh~ go back to sleep, baby. I'll try to keep it down" the blonde pushed her feigned care further as she fucked into her relentlessly.

Cady whined at the sub-textual simple disregard of her efforts as Regina ground against her ass, the moans from her lips starting to sound familiar in their high-pitched nature.

"You're making mommy feel so good~". The blonde whimpered as each thrust rubbed against her in the perfect way.

Throaty groans were forced out of Cady as she felt the build up of a climax making itself known, intensified by the harsh grip on her jaw.

"Take it, baby" the blonde attempted to growl but it came out as more of a breath, taken aback by the short cries that got caught in the back of Cady's throat, almost resembling puppy cries without the whine.

These cries that increased in pitch paired with the constant pressure against the blondes clit pushed her over the edge, pushing into the girl one last time with a low moan.

She could feel Cady physically vibrating below her, presumably desperate to have her own climax, however Regina just leaned over her back pushing the exhausted girl down into the bed.