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“oh— shit!”
“baby, turn on the lights.”
“mmm, i’m trying, fuck.”
you were a mess of teeth and lips, desperately smashing your mouths together while simultaneously tripping over yourselves trying to get through jaehyun’s front door. an otherwise simple feat, if it weren’t for jaehyun refusing to unfurl his arms from around your waist and both of you were completely drunk out of your minds.
“jae, mmm, can you just, oh! can you let me go for a second?”
jaehyun frowned against your lips, a little downturn of his perfect, pink mouth, before kissing you even harder. you moaned into it, hands moving away from his door and his keyring jangling uselessly against the lock. you ran a hand down the length of his throat, resting it against his chest. he pressed you against the wood, taking a millisecond to breathe in before kissing you again, insistent, languid, mind-numbing.
“can’t,” he mumbled in between kisses. he groaned when you nipped his bottom lip, “gotta keep my promise.”
jaehyun was particularly adamant on the uber drive home from mark’s housewarming that his hands would not be leaving your body for the rest of the night, hence, the trouble. he almost took a tumble multiple times, giggling, nearly bringing you down with him as he manoeuvred you through his apartment lobby, and then the elevator and the hallway.
jaehyun was hot. sweltering, his body a firm furnace under your touch, but you couldn’t find the willpower to push him off. he’d finally made the trek down your jaw, ducking down to get better access to your neck. you sighed in satisfaction as his lips pressed against the hollow of your collarbone, and you were finally able to twist his keys just right, letting you stumble into the apartment.
his arms tightened around you, keeping you flush against his firm chest. you trusted him not to drop you, even in his drunken state.
you pulled his keys out of the lock, dropping them carelessly on the floor by his shoe rack.
“wait,” you murmured as he nosed along your neck, before returning to your lips, pushing his tongue into your willing mouth. you let out another moan, breathy and doing nothing to dissuade the hardness bumping against the thin fabric between him and your navel, “mmm, jae, my shoes.”
“don’t care,” your boyfriend said briefly, moving over to your cheeks, your forehead, your nose.
you laughed, linking your arms over his shoulders, and pressed your own kiss against the crevice of his dimple, “i do,” you mumble against his skin.
with the reluctance of a homebound dog, jaehyun smacked one more kiss onto your temple before dropping down to his knees, keeping one hand on your waist, his thumb smoothing over you, “what are you doing?” you asked through your laughter.
“what does it look like, princess?” he asked, his eyebrows knitting in concentration. with one deft hand, his long, slender fingers unraveled the strap on your heel, before he moved onto your next foot. you’d point out the rareness of his dexterity if the action didn’t add to the aching pool of desire within you.
if it wasn’t bad enough, once he helped you out of the shoes, he leaned down to kiss your ankle, right over the little divot of bone.
before you could do something stupid, like lift up your skirt and let him have his way with you, though, jaehyun got up, and grabbed you again. you squealed as he carried you, almost dragging you along the hardwood floors, your feet sometimes missing a step.
he smelled so good. his shampoo and fabric softener was unmistakable, but beneath it you could pick up the undertones of his cologne, oaky and musky, and even further down the hints of the cigarette he split with johnny and the one too many beers on his breath. you didn’t really mind, though. the party was fun and your friends were amazing and your boyfriend was hot and now he was dragging you to the couch to make out with you. so you weren’t really one to complain.
“you look so pretty tonight, baby,” jaehyun mumbled into your skin, the vibrations tickling your neck and pulling a giggle from you.
“so did you, jae.”
his head cocked up a tad, stopping his sucking to give you a heartfelt look.
“you thought i looked pretty tonight?” he asks, the alcohol making him so unbearably genuine.
jaehyun was the sweetest, strangest creature you’d ever met. he’s told it everyday, that his face was perfect. he was the second coming of adonis, the most beautiful man the world had ever seen, and he’d shrug it off with a smile, a little joke.
but this, you calling him pretty, was enough to strip him down to his barest form.
“of course,” you smile at the soft hair falling into his eyes. “you were the prettiest one there.”
a blush bloomed from his neck to his cheeks, the alcohol not doing him any favours, and he nuzzled his nose into your jaw to hide his smarmy, lovesick smile.
he pulled you closer then, lifting you slightly from the ground and into his chest. you gripped his shoulders, giggling at his sweet display of strength, as he walked you both the last few steps to the living room couch.
it wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, something he’d asked his manager to buy when he was too busy to test it out, but you couldn’t really pay attention to anything besides jaehyun’s flushed cheeks and love-blown pupils. a lovestruck smile creeps onto your face from his previous expression, but it’s quickly wiped away when he comes to kiss you properly on the lips.
he hovers over you, his hair tickling your forehead and his hands grabbing at your sides, lifting you slightly from the couch and against his chest.
a moan rips through your throat, his mouth swallowing it. your fingers come up to his hair again, tugging him impossibly closer despite your need for air.
the kiss is messy and far from proper, but it doesn’t feel that way in the moment. it feels like a firework bursting in your chest. or when you eat something spicy and your lips tingle for a few minutes afterwards. your lungs burn and your nose rubs against his, but you really can’t see yourself pulling away. jaehyun grabs your chin, pulling on it a tad, widening your jaw and getting access to slip his tongue into your mouth. when your tongues make contact, he groans against your lips. the sound gives you butterflies.
your teeth graze his lightly, making him pull off of you a fraction, only to move to the corner of your mouth, then your jaw, then down to your earlobe and your neck. your face is screwed up, focusing on the feel of him. your mouth hangs open in an ‘o’, your brows furrow, and jaehyun has never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life.
his hands move from your sides to wrap around your back, sliding between you and the couch to pull you closer into him. slowly, he lowers himself fully on top of you. you love the weight of him, suffocating and hot and close and you wish there was a way to bring him even closer. your legs are tangled and you’re both so desperate for each other, you almost forget you’re lying on the coach in his living room.
“j-jae?”
“yeah, baby,” his reply is barely comprehensible as he smears it into your skin.
“…i really gotta pee.”
you can feel him whine into your neck and you can’t help but laugh at the sincerity of it.
“it’ll be like, two seconds, i promise.”
his pretty face is back in your view and you can’t stop your fingers from reaching out to run over his kiss-swollen lips.
“okay, fine. two seconds. but i’m coming with.”
he leans back on his knees, giving you room to slip out underneath him. it took you a second to find your footing on the floor, but eventually you were stable, standing above him. you spin and look down at him, his face right under your chest. one of his knees is still pressed into the couch while his other foot is on the ground, holding him upright. he looks like he could topple over at any second with how much he’s leaning towards you.
you giggle again at his desperation, grabbing a handful of his hair right at the nape of his neck and taking a shaky step towards him so his chin can rest against your stomach. he looks helplessly up at you as your fingertips run over his eyebrows, the curve of his nose, his cupid’s bow. his eyelids flutter closed and you can feel him relax into you, slowly wrapping an arm around the backs of your thighs.
you bend down, straining to reach his face, your hair flowing over your shoulder like a curtain, and then stop a centimetre before. his eyes blink open, all molten chocolate and desire and love, expecting a kiss. he’s pushing off the couch slightly now, trying to get to your lips, but you cup his cheeks with both hands, stopping him. you give him an earnest look, soft and sweet and all your unspoken feelings you’re far too shy to voice out right now.
slowly, so slowly, you lean down to his lips a fraction, his eyes closing once again in want. you’re almost to his lips, a small exhale fanning over his face as he waits with baited breath.
until your tongue comes out, licking a wet stripe up the side of his face.
you pull back before he has time to react, making him tumble forward from the loss of support, and you’re racing off to the bathroom, jaehyun letting out a squawk of dismay before stumbling to his feet to run after you, your laughter a honeyed melody to his ears.