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Her eyes scanned the kitchen. Gyeoul unconsciously nods after seeing the fully-stocked pantry. She gives Jeongwon an approving look. "I didn't know you are a big eater, Oppa."
His eyes became smaller as he smugly smiled, "Not really... but you are." His hands crawled its way to her hips and his lips to hers, "It's kind of my way to lure you in my apartment..." her lips smiled when he said those words and Jeongwon saw it as an opportunity for a peck, "You will, right?"
He sounded like a scared little boy afraid to spend the night alone in his new apartment. He even pouted while Gyeoul bites her inner-cheeks trying not to succumb to his requests which often come together with his aegyos. She is convinced she'll be a forever willing victim of his cute acts but the least she could do is try not to be so obvious with her swooning in front of the man he thought she'll never have.
They've come a long way. Every step of their relationship is like taking a blind step for Gyeoul. She once thought a proper conversation will never happen between them, she never expected him to initiate that kiss during Christmas and never considered the thought of having him as a boyfriend. She wished she was but she took his past actions as constant rejections which are why her feet are always kept to the ground.
She dreamed of love but expected nothing in exchange.
She touched his pinky. Sometimes still fascinated she can touch him freely now. They've dated for almost three months now and Gyeoul still does her reality checks from time to time. Just so she would know that he's really real and is standing right in front of her.
Jeongwon held her hands and gently squeezed it. "I'm sorry, Gyeoul-ah. Was my request too much? You can say no to me anytime."
"I want to say yes though," she assured him. Newbies to romance, they often hesitate about the pace of their relationship. She is sometimes scared to be clingy and Jeongwon is careful with wording his future plans when talking with Gyeoul, concerned that she may think he's in a hurry or something.
Hesitant but both concerned with each other.
"Walk me around the house, Oppa." She left the speechless Jeongwon in the kitchen and walked towards the living area. It's still too plain for now and there are still boxes of his stuff in the corner which he plans to arrange only after the finishing touches. His perfectionist side is showing with his living space. It's a new side of him she's seeing.
The walls are plain and white, just the way she liked it. There is a black sofa in the center of the living room and a center coffee table. She sat in there and observed his place a bit more, not that there's much to observe. There are only a few items to see.
She was eyeing the skies and city view outside the window when Jeongwon followed, "You only have few things here."
"Ah, yeah. There's still a lot to finish here. I'm done arranging the bedroom though. Wanna see?"
Gyeoul fell silent for a few seconds. What's wrong with going inside his bedroom? It's just a room, a part of his apartment. Why am I hesitating? She hurriedly told herself before other thoughts could reach her system. She smiled as she stood up, "Sure."
Unlike his living area and kitchen, the bedroom was more organized. The wall was still painted white but a few paintings were hanged in there and a few pictures she assumes are taken by Jeongwon.
She walked around the room. "It's so clean here."
He scratched the back of his neck, suddenly conscious of his habit of over-cleaning. "I'm not the biggest fan of mess."
Any guest could come at his place unannounced because it seems like he's ready for anyone to come anytime.
Gyeoul sat at the edge of the bed, quite proud of his boyfriend. She herself loves things organized too. "I like this place."
The queen-sized bed bounced as Jeongwon sat just inches away from Gyeoul, no care in the world for the huge space on his opposite side. "I'm glad you do."
She turned to face him and their eyes locked. It was so silent she could not hear a thing, only her own breathing. She felt happy whenever she is with him but the way he looks at her right now made it hard for her to smile.
Before she could even say anything, he suddenly kissed her. She could feel his hands on her neck, his fingers touching her ears. He would most of the time initiate and she is always ready to answer his kisses every time.
It was only them in the bedroom but she felt like it was only them in the world. Jeongwon has this effect on her. She makes her feel so special.
When their lips separated, Gyeoul was looking at his eyes while his eyes are locked on her lips, moist and red, ready to kiss again.
"Gyeoul-ah..." he uttered under his breath before leaving kisses in her neck, almost sucking her pale soft skin.
She didn't intend to but a moan came out of her mouth. No other thoughts in her head other than the sensation she is currently feeling.
Jeongwon stopped what he was doing and started to unbutton his shirt. Gyeoul swallowed the lump on her throat knowing what she is about to see.
His chest gets exposed as he removed all buttons. He stopped to meet her gaze but Gyeoul did not say anything. She could be innocent but she knows where this is heading and honestly, she has no intention of stopping him... or herself.
Jeongwon finally removes the blue polo he was wearing. Her eyes quickly blinked a few times as her heartbeat went wilder.
His wide and bare shoulders were so impressive, she felt so small in front of him.
No one said anything or maybe both are too scared to say a word. She found comfort with both admiration and nervousness in his eyes. She didn't know where she got the confidence but her hands held the hem of her shirt and removed it herself. Her eyeglass fell on the floor together with her clothes and Jeongwon's just beside it.
Both dived into a longing deep kiss. His arms easily lift Gyeoul and made her sit on his lap.
Jeongwon's hands swiftly moved from her face to her ears before he moved the strands of Gyeoul's hair and removed the band from her already loose and messy ponytail to let her hair fall freely on her shoulders.
Gyeoul felt Jeongwon's hand roaming on her back. She was brought back to present time after she noticed him unhook her plain black bra which was removed as Jeongwon lifted her and slowly guided to lie down on his bed.
The temperature was low and it's probably snowing outside but drops of sweat can be seen on his forehead. She touched his cheeks, wanting a clearer view of Jeongwon's face even with the dimmed lights. It was only for a few seconds as she closed her eyes again to welcome his lips as he bites her lower lip before his tongue explored her mouth.
She had no one to compare but somehow, Gyeoul is sure no one else could make her feel the way Jeongwon is making her feel right now.
A new set of pleasure invaded her being as his lips traced down to her neck, to her chest, and to one of her breasts. His tongue played with one while his left hand massaged her other mound.
Her lips slightly parted as she gasped silently with the pleasure. He stopped and kneeled with Gyeoul in between his knees.
Her vision is poor but her eyes widened in anticipation as she waited for what he was about to do next. For a moment, she has forgotten how to breathe as he removed his jeans. She may have accidentally seen him almost naked but this time her eyes lingered longer than she would like to admit.
He slowly reached out for her jeans, aware of Gyeoul's stare. Her hair is a mess but it made her look even more attractive. A portion of her black panty peaked through her unzipped jeans.
Jeongwon was sure he wanted her. Hell, he always knew he wanted her but he hesitated for a moment. Thinking if he wouldn't stop now, then there's no stopping later. He is a patient man but this is the limit of his patience and he's ready to turn into someone else.
She could see his chest heaving up and down as he looked at her. The desire in his eyes cannot be hidden, the same with the concern. She can only think he was asking for her permission.
She wanted to let him know she wanted him equally. She no longer waited for him and was the one to remove her own jeans. She could feel herself being examined with his careful gaze.
As soon as she's only in her underwear, Jeongwon's last piece of patience vanished as he invaded her lips, hungrily this time.
"Uhh..." in between their kisses, she felt his hand on her sensitive spot, and the heat she was feeling grew even more as he started to massage his clit, not minding the last piece of fabric she is still wearing. "Gyosunim..." she can only whisper, her head struggling to find other words aside from calling him.
His thumb continues to deliver pleasure but she gasped after a finger enters her. Jeongwon stopped to look at her face, "Does it hurt?"
She couldn't explain the feeling of both pleasure and pain so she just bites her lips as the motion of his thumb continues to comfort her. "I'm... okay," she says as she gets used to the feeling. He added a finger and started moving slowly in and out of her. The discomfort was replaced with the want for more. It must've shown in her face after his thrusts became faster. "O-oppa... I'm..." her knees were stiff as the pleasure builds up. It didn't take long before she came. Suddenly, she felt weak but for him, this is just a beginning.
It was as if he knew what to do next. He removed his one last piece of clothing and Gyeoul bites her lips, feeling a bit of shyness as he lets Jeongwon remove hers.
Jeongwon seats at the edge of the bed while she was kneeling beside him to match his height. She felt the volt of electricity as his hand touched her bare skin. He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her closer for another kiss for tonight, they'll be memorizing each other's taste. With one swift move, he lifted her and Gyeoul was in a straddle position in an instant.
She could feel his shaft hardening against her own wetness. She could be conscious but lust has already clouded her own thinking. She knows he wants him and she has every intention of making him feel the same. Although clueless, her body seems to know what to do as she moved her hips grinding herself against him.
Jeongwon gasped, his teeth almost buried in his lower lips as he bites it, feeling the tension and the want to bury himself deep inside her.
He guided Gyeoul as he slowly entered her. They could see each other's face clearly now that Jeongwon is lying on the bed while Gyeoul is on top of him, his hands still on his hips while hers on his firm stomach.
"Oppa..." she says as she stayed still for a moment, still at a lost for words. As the discomfort and pain drifted, she slowly starts to move and grind herself with his erect shaft inside her. Gyeoul saw how Jeongwon went crazy from the immense pleasure both are feeling.
He took the lead this time and set a faster pace for both of them after he made Gyeoul lie on the bed. She could see his chest move from breathing as he moves faster. She bit her lower lips to stop herself from moaning and screaming and calling his name as he meets his thrust but failed miserably.
The room was filled with the sound of their groans and moans until both reached the peak of their pleasure.
"I love you..." he said before kissing her lips.
"Me too, Gyosunim... I love you."
And they spend the night together in Jeongwon's new apartment. Naked but comfortable, snuggled in between the sheets.