chapter 25 | Pretty voice

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I do it, and he sits down, so I get comfortable on his lap. He wraps his arms around me and I mute the microphone to talk to him. "Do you wanna play?"

"No, I'm kinda tired," he shakes his head and yawns, he brings one hand to his mouth to cover it, and I fix his damp hair. "Ugh," he moans out of exhaustion and rests his head on my shoulder, holding me tight in his clasp. "I wanna cuddle tonight."

"Cuddle?" I set my eyes on him, wondering what he means exactly by this  "Hm. Cuddle," he smiles and presses a kiss on my neck, and my lips form the same shape. "What kind of cuddle?"

"Well, what do you think I mean by cuddling? Uh? It cannot mean anything other than hugging," he moves his head up to look into my eyes, teasing me about it.

"It can—" I get interrupted by Seunggil who shouted my name, so I hurry to turn the microphone back on and check the game. "Yes?"

"Ah, finally. What are you doing?" he asks me, but since I am with Joonha, I decide to only focus on him. "I was talking to Joonha, but I'll maybe play tomorrow if you're there, okay?"

"Okay, see you then, and tell this moron I'm your savior, who risked his life for you," he makes me laugh again, and I nod. "I will. See you," I leave both the game and call, and I take my headphones off. "Why aren't you playing anymore?"

"You're here, so I don't want to," I direct my body more towards his. "And Seunggil wants me to tell you that he's my savior."

"Your savior? What is this moron on again?" he calls him the same word his best friend did, without even knowing. "Because the killer hooked me while everyone was escaping, but Seunggil came to save me, and we both got out alive."

"Oh, that's all? I'd have protected you the whole game by giving myself to the killer as a bait," he raises his eyebrows and tries to find a better way to impress me, and I smile. "Hm. I'd never let that happen anyway. I'll die with you."

"So romantic," his lips curve up, and he gazes down at mine. We both chuckle at each other, unable to remain serious, and I peck his soft lips. "Let's cuddle a little before dinner," he holds me in his arms and stands up, and he carries me to his bed. He puts me down on the sheets in a delicate manner and lies down right next to me. He presses a kiss on my lips and moves back to rest his head on his arm and stares at me.

"See, you're the tiny dinosaur," I do not forget about it, and he smiles. "I am, but I have the size of the bigger one."

"Fine, I agree with this," I heave my upper body up with the help of my elbow and get closer to him. I kiss his warm lips as subtly as I can, but once I slightly retreat, he holds the side of my face and keeps going so that the kiss does not end so quickly. He parts his lips to lock them with mine, and we both passionately kiss each other, getting my heart to race, to slam into my chest on repeat and hasten my breathing.

His hand staying against my skin, he slides his fingers down my neck and pushes a bit forth to deepen our kiss and forces me to put my head on the pillow. The sound of his breathing turning heavy, I feel some shivers go down my spine, and he uses his tongue to excite me even more.

This feels so good, I do not want him to stop or be interrupted at all.

5 minutes later...

His heartbeat exposing his state with every hit it gives to my chest, I bring my leg a little higher on his side. He smiles through the heated and wet kiss, pushes me down on the sheets, and his fingers sneak under my top right when he drifts his lips down to my neck. I bite my lips out of pleasure, not controlling what my body does anymore. I clench my legs once he French kisses the sensitive spot below my jawline and cups my waist at the same time.

The wet sounds of those kisses would be enough to turn me on, so feeling him give them to me while touching my body makes it even stronger in sensations. He is so good at this.

"Joonha..." I whisper his name in a moany voice that I cannot even control and tangle my fingers in his fluffy hair, but instead of not reacting to it, he smirks against my neck and gets on top of me, so I spread my legs to feel his erect cock force against my core, and he sucks, nibbles on my skin. No matter how amazingly good this feels, I know what this is going to leave on this area, so against my will, I try to stop him. "Joonha...don't," I do not mean what I say, and he stops right away. "Why?"

I open my eyes to see what he is doing, and he gazes at me, with his sparkling, deep blue eyes. "It's gonna leave a hickey. You know how my brother will react."

"I know, that's why I was gentle. Don't worry," he grins and licks his lips. He aroused me so much, I can feel the whole thrill course through my entire body, and my heart bangs into my chest. We both smile at each other, and I play with his dangling earring.

"Do you want me to do it on another spot he won't see?" he does not help me to calm down at all, and I play along and spread my legs a little more, loving how good it feels to have his hard cock between my thighs, slightly rubbing against me whenever he gives some small thrusts. "Where?"

"I don't know," he smirks and brings his eyes down to my chest. "A little lower," he looks back into my eyes, and I move my head up from the pillow to kiss him, already missing his plump lips between mine, their taste, and his hot piercing that heightens the sensations. We both stick our tongues in each other's mouths to deepen every contact, and I wrap my legs around his waist to crush it with them, but this gets him to force me down and encircle my body with his arms, lying down on me. I do not kiss him anymore but go for his sharp jawline, and I press my lips on it, drifting my hands down to his throat but feeling his thin chain graze my skin.

I lick his skin and kiss my way to his earlobe, where his earring is not. "Babe..." he pushes his hips forth, causing some heavy friction because of how tightly our bodies are pressed against one another. He does not stay still, breathing hard, he rolls over the mattress without letting go of me, and I end on top of him.

I glance up at his face and cannot keep quiet about what he just did. "I thought you were a top," I tease him with his own words, but he stares deep into my eyes, exposing his dilated pupils, the desire in them. "Shut the fuck up and kiss my neck. I just wanna lie down."

I smile but do as wanted, and I leave one kiss on his neck, then brush my lips down his throat to kiss his collarbone, trail my tongue up, and French kiss one spot. His fingers gripping my hips, I suck on his hot skin, and one of his hands goes up my back to run through my hair, and he grabs it. Loving how much he seems to enjoy it, I use my teeth to nibble on this spot that must be sensitive, and I feel him thrust his hips.

I kiss my way up to his jawline, his cheek, and he turns his head to join our lips. Willing to know how this makes him feel, I rub up against him, and he slides his hands down my sides, getting my back to arch because of how ticklish these spots are.

"Grind a little more," he exhales in my mouth and keeps kissing, hungrily. Without asking him to repeat, without making him beg, I thrust my hips while kissing him but slowly feel the pleasure grow inside of me.

As I can definitely tell he is turned on, I run my hands over his torso, and he drifts his bigger ones to my throat. He holds it, provoking some butterflies in my stomach, but he bites my bottom lip, kindly. "Your pants..." he whispers, and I lay my hands down on the sheets. "Hm?"

"Take them off," he tells me, in a desperate voice, and I straighten my back to undo my belt. He does not remain still but sits up to take his t-shirt off, and he throws it on the floor. "What if your dad comes—"

"He won't," he replies without letting me end my question, and he unbuttons my pants, opens the zipper, and pull them down, but I roll over the bed to completely take them off. Joonha chuckles but gets on his knees, and he drops my clothing on the floor in order to bend over me. He tenderly leaves a kiss on my lower stomach, but I clench my thighs against his sides, and gradually, he trails his lips up my stomach and pulls my top up to clear the way out and reveal more of my skin, his chain grazing my skin and slightly tickling it.

Uncontrollably, I close my eyes, and once he reaches the level of my bra, he cups my waist with both hands but goes lower. He follows the same line, but this time, adds his tongue to the kiss and goes more slowly to heighten every sensation the touches engender. The excitement I feel from this intimacy makes my heart go insane, and the shakiness of my legs forces me to lower them.

My breathing quivers when I feel his tongue lick the area right above the waistband of my underwear, and I peek down at him, but he does not stop, no matter how special this part is, he skims his fingers over my skin to grab the fabric, and he pulls it down but makes me terribly nervous.

He glances up and makes eye contact, his head between my thighs. "Can I touch you here?" he asks for permission, and I give it to him right away. I am not thinking anymore, I am feeling way too good to bother myself with second thoughts. He maintains this strong contact between us and comes back higher, but his thumb rubs me over my underwear, and I crush his waist with my thighs.

"Can I touch you too?" my weak voice escapes me, and he nods but smiles. "I'm not wearing anything underneath though," he warns me as if I cared about it, and I slide my hand inside his sweatpants. Both of us staring into each other's eyes and heavily touching each other's body for the first time, my heart hits me in the chest, but I keep going further. I wrap my hand around his cock, and I go back and forth with it.

"Why are your eyes closing? Hm?" he smirks and mentions what I cannot control anymore, and I smile but look away. "Is it because of this?" he does not use his thumb only but two fingers, and he rubs them over my clit. "Yeah," I bite my lips and let my eyes close, and he drops a kiss on my neck but does not stop. Those two sweet spots being used against me, I cannot move my hand anymore but only keep it around his cock, and my breathing becomes seriously unsteady, to such an extent that I can feel it shake inside my lungs.

To not slow down or allow me to be completely conscious of what is happening to my body, he moves his head back and takes his hand away from my soaked underwear. I check what he is doing but see him put two fingers in his mouth, and I silently wait for him to keep going. I have never felt that way in front of him or because of him before, this is so thrilling, so much that I cannot help but wonder if this is a dream again.

Discerning all my emotions through my facial expression for sure, he pulls his fingers out and smirks at me, but when I feel his hot hand slide into my underwear, I hear a ridiculous whimper escape my mouth, and he drops his look to my parted lips. He pushes his middle finger inside me, and I uncontrollably grip his arm and clench my legs.

They both start to wobble as if this was more than one finger, and my eyes shut again out of weakness. "Joonha..." I let his name out in a faint voice, his finger going back and forth inside of me. "I love when you say my name like that," he whispers near my lips, some evident satisfaction running through his voice, and he adds another finger but curls them inside and presses his palm against my wet skin to rub my clit as well.

"Does that feel good?" he makes me feel amazing, knowing it but asking for me to boost his ego. "Yeah..." I bite my lips and without wanting to, and he goes a little faster with his wrist, slamming his fingers in one good spot. "Harder—" I whine and beg him, and he does as asked. "Like that?" he pounds the same spot, and I bend my head back into the pillow, my toes curling. I moan to respond to him, too feeble to say a word, and he uses his other hand to rub my clit, giving me one of the best orgasms I have ever had.

I cannot think straight anymore, I feel so good under his control, his hand slapping into my wet skin as his fingers are going in and out, and his other ones rubbing my clit and spreading incredible sensations through my entire body.

"Are you gonna come?" he does not slow down, and my breathing goes crazily fast. "Yeah—" I clench my hand on his arm, my limbs tensing, the wave of pleasure taking over me. "I'm coming..." my lips part, and I can barely realize what is happening, what he is doing anymore. I feel the most intense pleasure provoke many smaller waves of ecstasy through me, and the amazing feeling right between my thighs spreads through my entire body to weaken me. I moan louder than I thought I would and cum on his fingers. The strongest part of the climax decreasing in intensity, I ask him to stop, and I catch my breath.

The reaction of my body making me feel embarrassed, I feel myself twitching when he pulls his fingers out and rubs them between the lips, too sensitive to stand more. I open my eyes and release my grip on him, and I notice him lick his fingers, remaining between my legs.

Staring deep into my eyes with his beautiful ones, he moves his hands down to the sheets and bends over me. "I want to warn you that what you felt inside was long compared to my cock, so don't expect anything better for our first time," he dares to crack a joke after making me expose a side of myself no one has ever seen before, and I slap his chest but laugh, and he does so.

"You sound so fucking pretty when you whine and moan like that," he cannot shut up about it, and he drops a kiss on my neck but straightens his back to get on his knees. "Don't talk about it..."

"Why wouldn't I? I want it to be my phone ringtone now," he smiles and grabs some wet wipes. "You're dumb," I avert my eyes from him, still feeling the heat on my face and body. "It's gonna hurt if I kinda put my head between your thighs to not leave anything on your skin, right?"

"I didn't even take a shower, don't do that," I clench my legs as a reflex, and he chuckles but uses the wipe instead. "As if I cared about that right now," he stands up and throws the wipe out, and he comes back, with a massive erection bulging out of his sweatpants. Once he goes back on the sheets, I sit up and grab my underwear to put them back on, and I turn towards him.

He is lying down, his blue eyes fixed on mine. I smile and get on my knees. "Don't you want anything?"

"Well, do you want something?" he avoids answering the question, knowing what I meant by that. "I do..."

"Oh, really?" he moves his upper body up from the mattress to bring his face closer to mine. "And what is it?" he lowers his focus to my lips, and since I know he is playing, I drift my hand towards his crotch and stroke his hardness. "This..."

"And what do you want to do with that?" he constantly has his eyes on my lips, seeming more attracted to them. "I want to..." I rub my hand over it to feel the outline under the fabric, the thickness of it. "...to have it in my mouth."

"Why would you do that with my cock, dirty girl?" he bites on his swollen lips, and I kiss them. "To suck it...do some stuff with it."

A smile forms on his face, and his teeth squeeze his bottom lip. He does not let a word out but stares into my eyes. "Can I?" I ask for permission, and he nods without speaking, so I slide my hand inside his pants and wrap it around his member again. To make it a little easier, I pull his pants down and slowly jerk my hand up and down what feels soft but hard at the same time.

I look up into his eyes to see his reaction, and I notice that his breathing has sped up. However, I do not like this position so much, so I stop what I am doing for a few seconds and stand up. "Take them off."

He follows me and gets naked right before my eyes, so I ask him to sit down at the edge of the bed, and I kneel down between his legs. "Your knees are gonna hurt like that."

"I find this position better, you're closer to me," I take his cock back in my hand to jerk him off, and he smiles and runs his fingers through my hair to pull them back. "I love this sight a lot."

"You do?" I enjoy the feeling in my hand and toy with the rosy tip, and his fingers hold my hair behind my head. "Yeah...but it'd be even better with my cock in your mouth. You'd be even prettier."

I nervously chuckle but glance at it, feeling suddenly less confident now that I have it in front of my face. This is the first time I do this. What if I am not good enough? What if I can only fit a small part of it in my mouth? He will be disappointed for sure.

Not resisting the temptation anymore, I part my lips and run my tongue over the shaft, his sweet scent making me like this even better, I lick it again and go up the head, and I push his cock down to swirl my tongue around this sensitive tip while pumping it. His fingers leave my hair, and I look up at his face to have his features within sight. We both make eye contact, and I take the tip in my mouth to softly suck on it.

"Baby..." he scoffs and throws his head back, sounding moany. "That fucking piercing..." he gives a slight trust inside to shove more of his length, so once his hips go backwards, I lean forward to feel more of it against my tongue, and the roof of my mouth. I bob my head a few times to cover his skin with saliva, and I retreat to not focus on this part of his body only. I use my hand instead and press my lips against his stomach, and I make my way up, gradually, passionately. I stop at his chest, but he moves forth.

"Take this off," he grabs my top, so I raise my arms up and let him undress me. He throws it on the bed and cups my face with both hands to lean in and kiss me, but causes his chain to hit my throat. He does not wait for too long to slide his tongue in my mouth, and I push myself higher to have his cock against my breasts and keep masturbating him.

His breathing is so much sharper, heavier, and full of evident lust. He seems so horny. This is the first time it happens, and this makes my body shiver.

Willing to do more with my mouth, I pull away and get lower, and he opens his eyes but does not take his hands off my throat. I smile but press my lips on his chest, his blazing skin heating mine up, he drops one hand on the sheets and cups the side of my throat with the other. Loving this dominant grip he has on me, I trail my tongue to one of his nipples and graze the tip with it, but an instant reaction gets me to hear him moan in one of the most addictive ways.

I do not know if he felt the same as I did because of me, but hearing him let out this type of sexual sound, without faking it, is arousing like ever.

Now that I know this is a sweet spot, I stimulate the head of his cock and swirl my tongue over his nipple but feel his hand skim down my back. "Y/n..." his breathing quivers, and he puts his hand around his cock, but only to push it against my breasts and rubs himself on the softness of it.

"Put it back in your mouth..." he combs my hair back and asks for it, but I lick his other nipple and make him twitch. I uncontrollably smile and go down to part my lips against the swollen head of his cock, the veins throbbing in my hands. I push the tip of my tongue against the slit to tease him while staring at him, but he closes his eyes and bites his lips, so I keep going. I pass my tongue over it, swirl it, and flick it to give him more pleasure.

Desperately, he thrusts his hips to go back and forth in my mouth, and his head falls back once my piercing firmly rubs

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