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"You have got to be kidding me!" I yell and chuckling can be heard to my left.
I have been trying for the last thirty minutes to paint the stupid vase that is sitting on a stand in between Hyunjin and I. Hyunjin's canvas has a beautiful vase with the right amount of shadowing. My vase, on the other hand, looks like a short, black blob. I grit my teeth as I am such a perfectionist and hate that I can't paint at all. But this had been Hyunjin's idea. Of course, I wanted to learn more about his passions and hobbies, painting is such a big part of who he is. However, instead of painting normally, he wanted to paint....naked.
So, here I am, sitting on a stool with just a painter's apron over me. I look over to find Hyunjin squinting his eyes, and his head slightly leaning to one side while he stares at the vase. He adds more white to his canvas, and the vase seems to come alive. I scoff at how gorgeous his painting is, and he chuckles at me again. That chuckle becomes the last straw for me as I stand, walk over to him, and hit his shoulder with red paint from my brush.
"You did not just slap paint on me, Juicy," he gasps, staring at me wide-eyed.
I arch my eyebrow at him and paint his other shoulder, noticing a bulge forming under his apron. I put my brush down on the small table that holds his paint. I then dip my index finger in blue paint, raise my hand, and rest my elbow on my side.
"I think you need some blues. You know, to bring out your eyes," I say, laughing.
Before I can get the paint on him, he brings his brush up to lightly smack my cheek with white paint. I look at him, press my lips together, and bring blue paint down his nose. That's all it takes for the paint war to truly start. I slap my hand in the green paint, quickly undo the top of his apron, and plant a perfect green handprint on his chest. As I run to my side to grab more paint, he slings pink paint on my ass. Luckily, the tarp we put down before starting protects his floors.
He then quickly jumps up, undoes both ties of my apron, and it falls to the floor. I turn around and he hits me with a red blob of paint in between my breasts. I look at him, shocked, as it slowly runs down my defined abs. He sticks his tongue out the side of his mouth as he reaches out to rub the paint. I close my eyes, relishing his touch. He then drags his hands up to my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. I open my eyes and see him staring at me, breathing heavily. I instantly close the gap between us and kiss him roughly. I grab ahold of his hair and pull backward, exposing his neck. I kiss his neck, lightly grazing my teeth as I do. He moans as he holds me tightly; dick fully erect against my core. Hyunjin then moves me toward my stool. He turns around to sit down, and I straddle him. I kiss him slowly this time as he lines up to my dripping pussy. I sigh loudly as he lowers me down, filling me completely. I lean my head back and he takes the opportunity to nibble on my exposed neck, caressing my breasts and smearing the paint further.
"I love your body. I love you," he says into the crook of my neck while I move my pussy on his dick.
"I love you so much," I moan.
I look down at him and move a strand of hair out of his eyes. He gives me his sweet Jinnie smile, the one where he smiles with both his lips and eyes. Then he bites his bottom lip as his expression goes darker. He grips my hips tightly as he moves me harder on his cock. I lean back to brace myself on his knees. Hyunjin closes his eyes as he enjoys my cunt, growling the whole time. Meanwhile, I am hit with distinct waves of pleasure that only his dick can provide. I close my eyes and scream out his name, going through orgasms. This causes him to pick up his pace. He watches me as sweat streams down my body, mixing with the paint.
Hyunjin suddenly brings me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. Then he stands up and I grip his waist with my thighs. He leans me up against the wall by his bedroom door. I hold the frame of the door with my right hand for leverage while Hyunjin rams into my cunt relentlessly. I cry out in ecstasy as I am hit with more waves of Hyunjin-dick. He kisses me roughly, our tongues in their familiar dance and I inhale sharply to enjoy his scent. Today, his natural, intoxicating scent is mixed with his YSL perfume.
"Right there Jinnie," I moan, feeling my tension build.
"Fuck, cum with me, baby," he growls, rolling his body into me. Hearing his words has me instantly coming undone. He follows me as he arches into me, yelling my name. He closes his eyes, sweat coming down his chin. He is panting heavily and then suddenly starts laughing.
"What's so funny?" I ask as he pulls me away from the wall, his cock still in me. I hold on to his neck and look at him confused. He turns us to the side, and that's when I see it. On the wall is a perfect print of my ass in pink with negative space from his hand gripping one cheek. "Fucking hell," I groan. "I hope that will come off the wall."
"No way! That's staying," he laughs. "That way I have something to look at while you're in Venice."
"What if your family visits?" I exclaim as he puts me down, his still hard cock leaving me.
"I will move my easel with my latest work in front of it," he beams as he leads me to the bathroom.
He steps into the shower to turn the warm water on. Once on, he turns to face me as he leans his head back, closes his eyes, and his lips part as the warm water hits his hair. He runs his fingers through his dark hair, flexing his biceps. Little ferret knows I can't resist watching his fit body. The green paint on his chest slowly flows down his body. My eyes drink in his powerful chest, chiseled abs, and his trim waist. He moves his head from under the shower, opens his eyes, and arches an eyebrow at me. I shake my head as I join him under the water.
Hyunjin reaches for my right hand, turning it over. He brings my jiniret wrist tattoo to his lips and kisses it gently. He then reaches up to rub the white paint off my cheek tenderly. I lean into his touch as water and the red paint mix on my chest. He creeps his hands down to my breasts, rubbing the paint off my skin. I close my eyes as he pulls on my nipples. I feel him nuzzle my nose with his. Then he is teasing my lips open with his tongue. Our tongues instantly dance at a frenzied pace.
"Turn around," he pants.
"Yes sir."
I release Hyunjin's mouth and turn around to face the wall. He moves to the side so the water can hit my ass, rinsing the pink paint off. When it's gone, he grabs my hips to angle my ass out. Then he takes his tip to line up to my awaiting pussy. He presses down on my lower back as he slowly fills me. My eyes roll into the back of my head at being filled. I will never tire of this. He kisses my shoulder gently as he tenderly fucks me, and I can feel his love with every stroke. My lips release a low moan as I hug the shower wall.
"God, I love your moans," he says.
I try to think of a response, but all thought is gone. I just hear his heavy breathing as he fucks me so well. Then I feel his hand moving up my back to hold on to my shoulder. His fingers hold on as his pace quickens into me. I arch out further, so he has full access. He leans on top of me and plays with my clit.
"Yes Jinnie," I moan. "Don't stop, please."
"Never," he moans back. We spend what feels like an eternity in this moment, us enjoying each other's bodies while our moans fill the bathroom. Eventually, both of our tensions build and we cum loudly. I am left panting against the shower wall. Meanwhile, Hyunjin is kissing along my shoulder. I sigh in complete happiness. "Happy?" he asks as he gently removes his cock.
"With you, always," I say as I turn to look at him. Hyunjin traces the crook of my neck and shoulder blades.
"The marks from your birthday trip are finally gone," he says, moving his fingers down to my breasts. "Really glad the ones here faded quickly. Minsung went all in."
"It was so much fun though," I laugh and Hyunjin nods his head. Suddenly my stomach growls loudly and I cover a laugh leaving my lips. "I think you worked up my appetite."
"Well, let's get cleaned up and get you fed," he replies.
After we shower and dress, we tackle the mess we made in the living room. I grab the brushes to take to the sink while Hyunjin carefully puts the paints away. My mind drifts to the last few weeks while I am cleaning the brushes. The crew had their comeback and as expected, 5-Star was an enormous success. They won multiple awards and debuted on the Billboard 200 charts.
JYPE threw a big party at a private hall to celebrate once the promotions and award shows were over. The party included staff and some of their fellow idols within the company......
"Noona," Changbin yells from across the room. Hyunjin and I laugh as he runs to us with a girl in tow, her red hair swinging from a ponytail as they run. The girl is my height and dressed in an oversized white sweater with a spaghetti strap showing on an exposed shoulder, jeans with holes throughout, and black and white converses. When Changbin stops in front of us, she is smiling broadly. "I want to introduce you to Hwang Ye-ji from ITZY." I look at Hyunjin with an arched eyebrow.
"No, we're not related," he laughs. "Just the same surname. Ye-ji, meet my girlfriend, Sylinda."
She bows to me, and I return it.
"So nice to meet you," I beam. "Changbin has been teaching me the moves to Cake."
Ye-ji laughs and says, "I'm not surprised. He loves dancing to girl group songs, especially ones where he can shake HIS cake." She playfully slaps him on the ass. "I saw your competitions when Hyunjin and I were on a break from practicing. You're really good."
"Ahhhh Ye-ji. That was a surprise," Hyunjin groans. "I swear no one can keep a secret."
"Especially Han-ah," Changbin laughs. "Might as well tell her Hyunjin-ah."
"Ye-ji and I will be recording a dance together for the annual New Year's show at MBC Music Festival," Hyunjin says. Does that mean they won't be working during the Holidays?
"We're pre-recording all of our Holiday performances and variety shows so that we can spend the Holidays with our families," Ye-ji says.
"So that means you guys will be free for Christmas and New Year's?" I ask.
Hyunjin nods his head slowly and says, "We will be on vacation starting a couple of weeks before Christmas through the end of January. Which means." He grabs my waist, pulling me to him. "You have me all to yourself for the Holidays." He gives me that wicked grin he gets, and I know he means more than him.
"Good," I say, kissing his lips. "Then you're coming with me to visit Mom and Dad."
"Told you she would say that," Changbin laughs.
"Done."
"Hello idols....and Sylinda," JYP says, standing in between Ye-ji and Changbin. A staff member I haven't seen before stands behind and off to the side of him.
"Hello sir," they reply but I stay silent while wiggling out of Hyunjin's grasp.
"Sylinda, you must be so proud of Hyunjin. He did quite well during this comeback." JYP says.
I pause for a moment, smile sweetly, and say, "I am very proud of Hyunjin, all of them, in fact. Even more proud of Felix and Minho since they almost didn't make it in the group." Changbin scowls at him and Ye-ji bites her lip to try to hide a smile. "Hyunjin, I am going to get something to drink. Ye-ji, care to join me." She nods as I turn to walk away but then I stop, looking back at JYP. "Good luck on the upcoming comeback PD. I am sure it will go fine." Changbin lets a bark of a laugh escape his lips and Hyunjin turns his back on him, pressing his lips together to keep from laughing. He looks at me and gives me wink, shaking his head. Fucker sounds like a screeching owl when he sings.
Both quickly walk away, leaving JYP fuming next to his staff member. "Sir, I am sure the young lady was kidding," the staff member says to him.
"Oh, shut the hell up and get my car ready," he says, nostrils flaring..........
The celebration was short-lived, however, as their schedules became insane starting with a large photoshoot with WKorea magazine. They were not only on the cover as a group, but each member had their own photoshoot for dual covers and content, totaling seventeen different cover options. To my utter frustration, none of them would share pictures of their individual shoots, wanting to keep it a surprise. But they made up for it by inviting me to their group photoshoot......
"What do you think?" Felix asks behind me.
I turn around from the snack table in the staging room and let out a gasp when I see that his hair is now blonde and slicked back. The makeup artist did right by him and Stay, in that his freckles have been made prominent with his light foundation as well as subtle eye makeup and lip tint. He's dressed head to toe in Louis Vuitton. The black, satin long-sleeve shirt is fitted, and scoop necked. If he keeps that top, I am snagging it for sure. His black dress pants are tailored just right, showing off his snatched waist. When I don't respond, my mouth stuck to the floor, Felix chuckles at me and locks the staging room door behind him, where on the other side, the magazine's staff are bustling around to get the shoot ready.
"Cat got your tongue?" he asks. I nod my head slowly as I still can't find words to speak. He grips my hips and pulls me flush to him. "I take it you like? Answer please."
"Yes, sir. Me likey," I say wickedly, words finally remembering how to word. I run a finger along the scoop neck, teasing him with my touch. "I don't know what I like more. You in this top or the thought of me helping you out of this top."
"I'll make sure to buy this so we can find out which you prefer," he replies.
"Good," I say. I reach up with my free hand to move a strand of hair behind his shoulder. "I forgot how quickly your hair grows."
"Don't like it long?"
"I like your hair any way you style it. But undercut, God's Menu Felix, just hits nicely."
"Noted," he says, kissing my lips lightly so he doesn't ruin the lip tint.
Then I hear the doorknob turn and quick knocking on the door. Felix kisses the tip of my nose before releasing me to unlock it. Han quickly walks in, closing it behind him, and that's when a moan escapes my lips. His hair is styled to look wet, his bangs in his eyes, and his lip tint pronounced to highlight his full lips. Full on sexy babygirl.
He's also dressed in a fashion house's entire look, Balmain. He's wearing black leather pants and in his hand is a formal black jacket with rhinestone birds throughout. What has me moaning is the simple black muscle shirt he has on. It drops down low, barely revealing the start of his chest muscles dividing and his scrumptious shoulders. He gives me a half smile as the door bumps into his back.
"Shit, sorry," Chan says, squeezing in behind Han, closing the door, and locking it.
"This is so fucking unfair," I whine as I look Chan over.
He's dressed in Fendi dress pants and to my fucking horror, a blazer jacket only, no shirt underneath. Under his key necklace I can see the curves of his chest muscles. His hair has a wet look to it, like Han's, but is out of his face. The makeup artist also highlighted my favorite part, his luscious lips. He grins smugly at me as both he and Han approach, both flanking me at my sides.
"What's unfair jagiya?" Chan asks as he slides his hand up the front of my V-neck sweater, fingers finding my erect nipple at once. He twists and pulls, making me ache for his lips to replace them.
"I have to behave with you two dressed like this!"
Han nods his head sympathetically and whispers in my ear, "I guess you do. Shame." He puts his hand under my sweater, running his fingers across my back. I shiver at their touch as my core pleads for attention as well.
"Now you know how we felt seeing you dance in those skimpy outfits," Felix says from a chair, watching the other two torture me.
Again, the doorknob turns, and swift knocks can be heard. Felix gets to the door while Chan blocks me from view with his body. Then Felix unlocks the door to peek out. The door opens slightly, then closes, and I hear two people snickering while the door is locked once again. Chan moves back to my side; his fingers continuing to twist and pull.
"Looks like Kitten is having fun."
"Juicy does look like she is enjoying herself."
I see Minho dressed in Gucci looking fine as hell in an all-black suit with a matching black undershirt. His wet hair styled to frame his face nicely. His full lips slightly part to give me a smirk and all I want is those lips on my other lips. Then my eyes roam my Versace prince. Dressed in a black, buttoned-up suit with a gold silk collar sticking over the jacket. His makeup and hair are styled to bring out his fierce side. I feel my core flex, needing dark Hyunjin's dick so bad I ache. Both of them watch Chan and Han tease me for a moment before approaching.
Minho then gets behind me to snake his hand over my shoulder to play with my other nipple. Meanwhile, Hyunjin moves in front of me. He starts unbuttoning my jeans as Felix finally leaves his chair. Then in sync, Hyunlix pulls my pants and underwear down to mid-thigh. Felix plays with my clit while Hyunjin slips a long finger in my drenched pussy. I lean against Minho, and he puts his other arm around my waist to keep me from dropping to the floor.
"Fuck," I moan softly and they all chuckle at me.
"What's the matter Sylinda?" Han teases.
I grip Minho's arm as I slam my free hand over my mouth before another moan can escape my lips as Hyunjin enters another finger. I plead with my eyes for Hyunjin to stop but he just shakes his head no, continuing to thrust into me. Felix has found his rhythm on my clit and my legs go weak as I am hit with orgasms. Han moves his hand down to wet his finger in my juices. Then he slowly enters his finger in my ass. My lovers' breathing is fast as they continue enjoying how my body responds to them. I bite back another moan while Hyunjin puts a third finger in my cunt. His and Han's thrusts have my legs turned into jelly and Minho grips me harder, taking my body's weight fully. I am going through another orgasm when Chan whispers in my ear.
"Cum for us."
Hyunjin curves his fingers and I unravel completely. I see spots and my hearing dulls not just from how they made me feel, but from the fear of being caught at any moment. Chan releases my nipple to get napkins off the table. He hands some to Hyunjin, Felix and Han. Then he wipes the juices off me before pulling my clothes up.
"Go clean up. I will make sure that no one comes in," he says.
I nod my head as I walk to one of the five bathrooms connected to the staging room while the rest going into other ones. I close the door and lean against it, giggling. Jesus, that was fucking hot. I use the restroom and clean up the rest of the way. While I am washing my hands, the door opens, revealing Chan, or rather, Christopher. Oh shit.
He closes the door, quickly taking his pants and jacket off, hanging them on the door. I unbutton my jeans and pull them down, along with my panties. Without saying a word, I brace myself on the edge of the counter as releases his throbbing cock from his boxers and fills me slowly, causing both of us to let out soft gasps. Then he is ramming my cunt with that fierceness I love with every cell in my body. Over and over, he claims my pussy for his, ramming me to his hilt. I grab a hand towel and shove it in my mouth to keep me from screaming. He snaps his fingers and I toss one to him as well. He puts it in his mouth and growls through more thrusts, digging his fingers in my hips.
We become carnal beings, only the sounds of our bodies colliding, and our muffled groans can be heard. Then I hear laughing and music playing loudly to cover up any hint of what we are doing on the other side of the door. It isn't much longer before we both cum, him arching into me while I am panting heavily through my nose. He takes the hand towel out of his mouth and takes mine out as well.
"Fuck I needed that," he whispers. "We've both been so busy, we haven't been able to go crazy like that unless it's on the weekend."
"The others are going to be jealous," I giggle.
"Once you're back from Venice, we will be able to have fun on school nights again. I'm just greedy and impatient," he says wetting a rag to clean me fully. "I needed you after hearing your moans and couldn't wait a whole damn week." Chan kisses my lips lightly.
"You're not going to hear my complain one bit."
"Good," he replies. "Now that you're all clean, you better leave."
"Why? I was going to help you.... get clean."
"And it's because of that tone, I need you to leave. I did good not to mess my makeup up. If you help, I will fuck you until all of it is gone."
I laugh fully as I pull my clothes back up. "True story," I say as I then unlock the door......
Then the guys had their YouTube live to reveal their appearance in Deadpool 3. Stay was extremely excited to hear the news. Afterward, we get on a video call with Ryan and Hugh..........
"Ryan. Hugh. Thanks for announcing this with us," Chan says as I come out from behind the phone to sit next to Hyunjin. Ryan and Hugh are on the TV in front of us.
"Stay went nuts," Seungmin laughs.
"Happy to announce it with you guys," Ryan replies. "I think your fans will be thrilled with the final product."
"Can't wait to meet Blake," I beam.
"She's excited too. I think Versace will be....," Ryan stops when he sees Hyunjin shaking his head. "Never mind."
"See, some people can keep a secret," Hyunjin laughs, looking at Han.
"Just let me know what color dress you're wearing Sylind-ah so we can coordinate," Hugh teases to which Hyunjin growls.
"If you have any sounds from the movie, we can do some TikTok's to help promote it," Felix says.
"Our TikTok Prince," Han laughs.
"You got it," Ryan replies.
"When is the premiere again?" Minho asks excitedly.
"Mid-March," Hugh says.
"Perfect. I will still be here so I can travel with you," I say.
"We are going full circle Noona, back to where we all met," I.N. says.
"It's all thanks to me and my broad back. If she hadn't run into it, who knows what would have happened," Changbin laughs.
"Oh, I would have found a way. Bet on it," Hyunjin says, kissing my cheek.
"Well, we won't keep you any longer. Thanks again and we will talk soon," Chan says.
"Later Mate, bye Felix," Hugh says before looking my way to give me a wink and then ends the call. He lives to annoy Hyunjin.
"See you all in the Spring," Ryan says and we all wave bye to him........
After that, the boys focused on preparing for their biggest two-night fan meet at the KSPO Dome. I rarely saw them during the day with their long schedules and my practice being at night to account for Derek on LA time. But no matter what, someone was waiting for me.........
On the first night, I walked into my apartment at one am, bone tired. I kicked my sneakers off, put my slippers on and was surprised to see lights on in the bedroom, I could hear Anime playing softly. I walked in to find Chan lying on his back, arm behind his head, snoring.
"You're home," he says sleepily as I crawl into bed after my shower.
"I am. What are you doing here?"
"Sleeping silly," Chan says, holding me tightly. He then yawns loudly. "Good practice?"
"It was. You?"
"I think we're making some good headway. How's Derek? Also, did you eat?"
"I did, had it delivered to the practice studio. Derek's good. He said Hayley had a good checkup," I reply.
"Did they find out the baby's sex?"
I look up at him and smile, "Girl."
"Awww. She's going to be so cute and give Derek a heart attack," Chan chuckles.
"Hayley thinks she will be a dancer the way she already kicks so much," I laugh.
"We will have to send them some girl themed gifts. Unless we're not supposed to know yet," he looks down at me with an arched eyebrow.
"I asked if I could tell you and he didn't mind with everyone's schedules the way they are. He said he will be ready for all the incoming texts."
"That will definitely happen." This time I yawn loudly. He grabs the remote to turn the TV off. "We both need sleep. I have to be up in a few hours, unfortunately."
"I hate school nights."
"Same," he says as he kisses the top of my head. "Night baby."
"Night Channie............"
The next night of practice, Han entered the practice studio, waving to Derek on the big screen, and then laid on the couch, watching. It wasn't long before he was lying down fully, hands in between his knees, and lips puckered while sleeping. At two in the morning, Derek and I finally stopped practicing, both exhausted.
"Is he asleep?"
I look over to find Han snoring softly and I laugh. "I swear he can sleep anywhere. I better get him home. He will be sore if he sleeps on that couch any longer."
"Night!" Derek whispers, hanging up the call.
I walk over to the couch and crouch down in front of him, "Hannie." I stroke his cheek and he stirs awake.
"Hmmmm. Hi my angel," he replies in a sleepy voice. He sits up and stretches. "How long was I out?"
"The last two hours."
"Damn. Hungry?" He asks, standing and pulling me to my feet.
"Starved."
"Let's get some ramen before going home," he replies, looping his arm around my back.
"You read my mind."
"I wish I could read that gorgeous body of yours, but I know as soon as we get home and my head hits the pillow, I will be out," he groans.
"Well, you can read my body as much as you want this weekend," I laugh.
"Promise?"
"Absolutely. Now feed me damn it."
"Did anyone ever tell you that you're grouchy when you're hungry late at night?" Han asks, pushing the elevator button.
"Only if they had a death wish," I grin as I poke him in his side, causing him to yelp..........
On the third night of practice, I walked into my apartment at two am to find that Felix had lit candles in my room, jazz music playing softly, and he had the massage oils on the nightstand.
"Hi," I say, putting my stuff on my desk. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"I was waiting for you."
"Lixie, you have an early schedule tomorrow."
"My day starts at nine, so I have plenty of time to sleep. Shower and then come lay down on the bed."
I quickly comply, showering and towel drying my hair. I come out of the bathroom naked and lay in the center of the bed on my belly. Felix kisses my cheek and shoulder before crawling on the bed to straddle my ass. He reaches over to put some oil in his hands and rubs it over my back. His fingers instantly find my sore muscles, causing me to moan. I am almost asleep when he makes it to my upper back.
"You're so tight, jagiya," he says as he works on loosening my shoulder muscles.
"So, you tell me, often."
Felix chuckles and reaches down to pinch my ass. "Smart ass," he says.
"And you love it," I reply with a yawn.
"Sylinda...."
"Hmmm."
"Would you like some good news?" I turn my head as he gets off of me, then I sit up.
"Always."
"I was invited to a Louis Vuitton women's fashion show. Nicholas invited me personally."
My eyes are wide as I hug him, "Felix that's wonderful. How exciting! Are you going to walk it?"
"Ani, ani. Just attend but who knows what the future holds."
"You will have so much fun, and it will be great exposure for you."
"There's more." I wait and he grins broadly. "The event is in Venice, and I will be there the same time as you. This means I can watch you and Derek compete."
I let out a high pitched squeal and hug him tightly. "I am so happy!"
"I told the guys already and they want me to FaceTime so they can watch too."
Tears form in my eyes, and he wipes them away, "Glad I could cause happy tears."
"You did," I say, kissing the inside of his palm. "Your turn Lixie and then let's go to sleep."
Felix reaches behind him to take his sweatshirt and pulls his running pants off. I straddle him as soon as he is on his back and go to work on getting him as relaxed as possible...........
On the fourth night, Hyunjin was waiting at my dining table at two am, two ramen bowls steaming. He put his phone down as soon as I walked in.
"Hi," I say wearily, putting my bag on the counter and kicking my shoes off.
"You look beat babe," he says, pushing a chair out for me. I sit down and kiss his lips, sighing.
"I am. Working on a smooth routine by myself is hard when I need to keep my form," I reply, leaning over my bowl and inhaling loudly. "This smells so good. Tim must have told you when I was leaving?"
"Yup. Told him to take the long way home so I had time to get ramen delivered," he giggles as he takes a picture of his ramen and then types on his phone.
"How many messages have you left on FANS today?"
"Technically only one, just now. Comments....I don't want to say," he laughs. I arch an eyebrow at him and get my phone out of my back pocket. I put it on the table between us and open up my FANS app. "WAIT. When did you get the app?"
"I can't reveal all of my secrets Mr. Hwang."
"Chan."
"Damn it," I say. "Yes. He got it set up for me. I had to turn notifications off though because a little ferret likes to rizz Stay thirty times at one in the morning."
"I love reading their posts."
"Did you see the one where a Stay went to the same cat cafe I went to?"
"Sylinda, which cat was your favorite, was the question right?" he asks, and I nod my head.
"The white one," we say together and laugh.
We dig into our ramen and enjoy the silence for a while. Sometimes we need a break from all the noise, especially when we both are practicing late into the night with music blaring. My mind drifts to my routine and where I need to make improvements when Hyunjin's voice cuts in.
"I was thinking," he says. I look at him as I dab my mouth with my napkin. "Why don't we visit your parents at Christmas?"
"But what about your family? You need to be with them too."
He thinks for a minute and says, "How about this, we spend Christmas with my family. Then the following week, we visit your parents for a week."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely. Our flight home will have us going to LA so we can spend a couple of nights there. Get your fitting done for the premiere and see Hayley and Derek."
I smile at him and say, "I love it. I will tell Derek tomorrow or today rather."
"Already did," he beams, and I let out a big yawn. "We can plan more after Venice. Let's take a bath and then what is it you said one time, eat our pillows?"
I laugh as I take our empty bowls to the sink while he heads to my bedroom........
Minho waiting outside the practice room for me on night five solidified the pattern I had noticed after Felix. Obviously even though the guys were exhausted from their schedules, they were not going to leave me alone at night. I appreciated it fully since my sleep was filled with nightmares after reading the words left by the stalker or stalkers. I had dreams about being chased on the beach, but it wasn't until this night that I would have the worst nightmare yet.
"Kitten, want some pudding?" Minho asks as he clears the bowls off the table.
"None for me but I will get some for you," I reply, getting up to head to the fridge.
I grab a caramel pudding and then a spoon out of the drawer. I head to the couch, sitting down and putting my feet underneath me. I watch Minho as he puts the now clean bowls on the drying rack, utensils on the drying mat. He turns around and grins at me.
"Guess what."
"You're getting another cat?"
"No. Dori would be pissed," he says, sitting next to me, running his hand up my leg. He grabs it to pull me into his lap, straddling him. "Han-ah and I produced a song together today."
"Really. What's it called?"
"Want you so bad. It will come out before my birthday on our YouTube channel."
"The Minsungers are going to flip," I laugh. He grins at my statement. "That's the plan."
"If they only knew how lethal Minsung truly can be."
"How did you know what I wanted for my birthday?" he snickers at me, and I thrust my hips up his thick cock. "If you weren't so tired, I would show you what else I want but then neither of us would wake up on time."
"Yeah, and I am not getting in trouble with Christopher. Not even for that thick, delicious dick of yours," I chuckle, opening the pudding and handing him the lid to put on the end table. "Guess you will have to take me feeding you pudding instead."
"Yippy," Minho says giddily, tapping his feet on the floor. He holds my back as I tease him with the spoon. Then as I am about to put it in his open mouth, I take the first bite for myself. In response, he thrusts his hips upward, sending that glorious cock to my core. "Not fair."
"Right, not fair," I whine, wishing I had the energy to let him ravage me.
"Then feed me kitten," Minho leans back, hands behind his head, and a smug look on his face.
I roll my eyes and feed him. He delicately takes each bite from the spoon, moaning slightly. On the last bite he lets out a loud "ahhhh" after swallowing and then he slaps my ass. "Okayyyyy, shower and then bed time."
"Yes sir."
When I come out of the bathroom in my satin PJs, Minho is already asleep. I turn the nightstand lamp off and crawl in next to him. He brings his arm under my head so he can wrap me in his arms. He kisses the top of my head and before I can even hear him say good night, I fade into darkness.
"COME HERE!" a voice booms in all directions.
My legs are heavy as I run across the beach. The hot sun and sand make it difficult to breathe, heat coming from above and below. My mouth is dry from what seems like hours of running.
"Where are they?"
I look behind me to see if I am getting away, but dozens of shadowy figures are giving chase, eyes gleaming. I try to scream but my parched mouth releases no sound. I try to run faster but it's as if time has moved slowly for me and only me. I look to my left at the waves, and they crash loudly, laughing at my slowness. I look to my right toward the villa, my crew nowhere to be found.
"Where are they? Why don't they help me?"
Tears stream down my face as I look back at my pursuers, they are inches away. I turn back to head toward the road when I suddenly trip, my legs tumbling over my head. When I land, the figures hold me down.
"Come on jagiya."
"We just want to play."
"You'll love it."
"Or rather WE will," a huge figure sadistically says as he approaches. He kneels down before me, sharp teeth glinting in the bright sun. He pulls out a knife and puts it in front of my face, showing how sharp it is.
"Let us show you how we like to play," he sneers as the first strike stabs my chest.
My mouth finally works, and I let out a blood-curdling scream that lasts for eternity. The figures cackle as I am stabbed multiple times. The waves send my screams out to the world as the dark figure has me open my mouth. My body shakes as I see the blade come inside it. The hands grip me tighter as I don't stop screaming........
"SYLINDA WAKE UP!"
My eyes shoot open, and I stop flailing and screaming while feeling several hands on me, shaking me. I bolt upright, my hair drenched as I blink, taking in my surroundings. Minho is next to me, sitting up, eyes wide and pale with Han mirroring the same shocked expression behind him. Hyunjin is on the other side of me, sitting next to my pillow, and moving my hair off my shoulder. He strokes my back and whispers calming words in my ear. I grip his hand as Felix has one of my legs, patting it.
Meanwhile, Seungmin has his bat in his hands, prepared to do damage on what he thought was an intruder in my room. Changbin comes out of my closet apparently after checking it and I.N. looks at me with concern while letting out a sigh of relief. All of them are in various forms of their preferred sleep clothes, everyone except Chan. Chan is in a pair of boxers and he plops down next to Hyunjin, letting out a sigh as the tension leaves his face.
"You scared the shit out of everyone," Han laughs nervously.
"Sylinda, I tried waking you up, but you kept screaming," Minho says, hugging my waist.
"What did you dream about?" Chan asks. I shake my head briskly, not wanting to relive it.
"Come on. You can tell us," Seungmin says, pulling my chair out. "We promise we won't laugh. Unless it was a dream of Minho in a dog costume." He laughs softly trying to make me laugh. It doesn't work as tears stream down my face.
"That bad Silly?" Hyunjin asks in my ear, and I nod my head.
"Well, there is clearly only one thing to do," Changbin pipes in.
"What's that?" Felix asks.
"We all sleep in here," I.N. says, picking up on what Changbin was hinting at.
"Sleep over!" Han exclaims, pulling Changbin, Felix and Minho on top of me. Then the rest of the crew piles up on top, being their usual loud selves. I let out a loud gruff, having so much weight on me.
"Okay, okay. Let's not crush her before she can have a chance to crush the competition in Venice. Eh, see what I did there," Chan says from the side of the bed, laughing.
"Jesus," Seungmin exclaims. "The dad jokes are just as horrible early in the morning."
"I have extra blankets in the ottoman in the living room," I say as Hyunjin gets in beside me with Felix and Chan sliding in next. Han slides in beside Minho while I.N. puts blankets and pillows on the floor for him, Seungmin, and Changbin. I lean into Hyunjin, and all of my lovers move in close. "Thank you."
"We got you baby," Hyunjin says into my hair, kissing the top of my head gently........
"Silly?" Hyunjin says softly, bringing me back to the present. "Where did you go?"
"Just thinking about how much I love you," I lie, shaking the brushes out and putting them on the towel to air dry. I turn around to see him sitting at the table. He motions for me to come over.
"You know how we have the fan meet?" I nod my head as I sit in his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck and play with his hair, watching him. "Well, our families are going to be there. I was wondering if you would be able to go."
"I would love to. Wait, but that means...."
"All of our parents will be there," he replies slowly. I unwrap my arms from his neck and put my hands in my lap, looking at him nervously.
"What if they don't approve of all of this? Or worse, don't approve of me?" I say, panicking.
"Breathe, jagiya," he says calmly, wrapping his arms around me.
I am biting my lip as I think about the likely scenarios. That's when the front door opens, revealing Chan. He grins as he kicks his sneakers off and closes the door. Then he looks over to see the bright pink ass print on the wall.
"Ohhhh, that's never getting washed off," he giggles as he kisses my cheek. Then he notices my expression and he looks at Hyunjin, confused.
"I told Sylinda about the fan meet and our families being there," Hyunjin whispers.
"Ahhhh," he says as he puts his bag on the table. He pulls out a chair and plops down with a sigh. "And you're worried they won't approve?" I nod my head vigorously, eyes wide. "Don't. They will love you."
"But..."
"I said it will be fine," Christopher says. "Have I ever lied to you before?" I open my mouth and he grins at me. "That wasn't to cheat at poker." I close my mouth.
"No," I whisper.
"Okay then," Chan replies. "So, you will meet everyone, and it will be fine. Promise. Have you eaten yet?"
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"I am so full," Sylinda says as she stretches from her chair at the table. She's in one of Hyunjin's thick button up shirts, leggings and fuzzy socks. Tonight, her hair is down in soft waves. The two of them must have had fun this afternoon. She's glowing.
"Same, my angel," Han replies. He leans into her dramatically, holding his stomach. "I ate too much. Felix, I can't believe you ate your chicken so fast."
"I was starving after working out with Binnie," I reply, laughing.
"Aghhhh," Chan yells from the couch next to Hyunjin. "My mouth is on fire."
"Hyung, why do you torture yourself like that?" I.N. laughs as he throws away empty ramen bowls.
"It's old age," Seungmin exclaims. "He forgets he can't handle spice every time he orders. Memory is the first to go."
Hearing this has Sylinda choking on her wine. Lee Know, who is sitting on the other side of her, dramatically pats her back and yells for help. She rolls her eyes at him and kisses his cheek as she gets out of her chair. She stands and he puckers his lips at her. Then she heads towards the couch as Binnie loudly comes in with his karaoke machine.
"KAROKE TIME!" he exclaims. Meanwhile, Chan looks at his watch, mouth opening, to say the usual "we have schedules in the morning."
"We can for a little while. It's Sunday for fuck's sake," she says. I slide onto the floor from the recliner, holding my stomach and cackling. The rest are trying to hold in their laughter as well. "Muoet?"
"That's usually what Felix says," Hyunjin says, grabbing her to pull her into his lap. "It's our Aussie girl, Sylinda."
"My mother is going to love you, jagiya," I say as I pull myself back up.
"Who wouldn't!" Han exclaims, sitting down on the other side of Hyunjin. He leans over to kiss Sylinda's lips.
"Sylinda, you're singing with me first," Binnie says as he pulls her off Hyunjin's lap. She at once turns bright red and shakes her head at him. She is always so embarrassed about singing. "I insist."
"Fine. But no high songs," she whines.
"I know the perfect song. But you need the right look," he says.
He walks over to Chan and pulls off his beanie. Chan grumbles as he tries to flatten down his frizzy hair. Then Binnie grabs Hyunjin's sunglasses off the coffee table. He shows her the song selection, and she laughs loudly, nodding. Binnie connects the machine to Hyunjin's TV. Meanwhile, I walk over to sit next to Hyunjin so I can see what video will play on the screen while they sing. Then the preview pops up, "Buttons by The Pussycat Dolls featuring Snoop Dogg."
"Fucking hell," Chan and I say at the same time.
Chan sits down hard next to Lee Know who is on the other side of Han. Sylinda then puts on Chan's beanie and sunglasses. Then Binnie presses play and at once starts rapping Snoop Dogg's part. Meanwhile, Sylinda moves her body with the music, her back facing us. At Nicole's part, she turns around dramatically and pops two of the buttons on her shirt open; tossing her glasses to Hyunjin. Fuck me. I.N. covers his eyes, but peaks through his fingers. Seungmin is pointing and laughing at us. The five of us are silently watching the show from the couch, totally enthralled and mouths hanging open. We are barely paying attention to Binnie, who is singing and doing his normal girl group dance steps.
Sylinda then comes over to me singing with the music. She reaches out and I stand up to dance with her. She puts her hands on my shoulders as I lean into her. I roll my hips with her, and she sticks her tongue out. She's going to make me bend her over the recliner. She sings, "I'm a sexy mama" and I'm nodding my head in agreement. Then she moves over to Hyunjin and motions with her fingers for him to come to her.
"Baby, can't you see? How these clothes are fitting on me."
Hyunjin comes up behind her, snaking his hand around her waist as they body roll backwards together. She leans into him further, her grin going wicked. Han suddenly jumps up to grab her arm. She wraps his arms around his neck and leans in to whisper in his ear.
"I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons, babe."
Han nods his head and quickly unbuttons her shirt, forgetting that the others are in the room. Thankfully, she has a tank top underneath the now fully unbuttoned shirt. Lee Know is chuckling as he sits back and watches them.
"Sayin' what you're gon' do to me. And I've seen something."
Han giggles as he spins her out right in front of Chan who is still sitting on the couch. Chan has been replaced with dark Christopher. His legs are spread, and he's rubbing his chin, analyzing. Sylinda looks him up and down as he bites his lip.
"You say you're a big boy and I CAN agree. Cause the love you said you had HAS been put on me. I wonder if I'm just too much for you."
She rolls her hips and licks her lips. Lee Know jumps up to pull her to him, her pelvis up against his growing hard-on. He sniffs her neck as she dances close to him. All while the rest of us are now squirming on the couch, struggling not to make the rest leave so we can fuck her brains out. Then she is staring into Lee Know's soul as she continues to sing. Meanwhile, he is biting his bottom lip and gripping her hips, trying to keep himself composed.
"If my kiss don't make you. Wonder what I got next for you. What you wanna do? Take a chance and recognize this IS yours."
Sylinda runs her tongue on the tips of her upper teeth, staring darkly. Then just as quickly, she moves away from Lee Know and dances over to Binnie, laughing. They go through the pre-chorus and chorus again. When it gets to Snoop's part, Christopher jumps up to go in hard with the rap part.
"Now you can get what you want, but I need what I need."
Sylinda's jaw is on the floor as Christopher holds her tightly, rapping hard.
"Now let me tell you what's crackalackin' 'fore I proceed."
He drags a finger down her neck and Sylinda reacts to his touch, arching her neck sideways and closing her eyes. He grabs her chin with two fingers and pulls her attention back.
"I'mma show you where to put it at. Silly on me, yeah, I thought I saw a pussycat. Now roll with the big dogs. All five of us on ya. Now tell me how it feel, babydoll."
Hyunjin puts his hands out to me and Han. We slap them hard, chuckling and staring into her soul. Han then fists bump Lee Know who is grinning darkly. Fucking right, big dogs got you good baby girl.
Sylinda sees this causing her to freeze, mouth hanging open. But Christopher brings her attention back to him once more and she swallows hard under his stare. He winks at her as he releases her, slapping her ass. He sits down, turning back into Channie as he giggles.
Binnie and Sylinda then continue singing and dancing to the chorus. Binnie's antics have her laughing once more, even though she looks at us out of the corner of her eyes, wheels spinning. When the song ends, the room is quiet.
"Well, that was...," I.N. says.
"Hot!" Seungmin exclaims. "Sylinda, please tell me you have a hot, single relative somewhere in your family tree."
She chuckles at him as she shakes her head. Chan reaches for her, and she sits in his lap, putting her legs in Lee Know's lap. Chan then whispers in her ear, and she looks sideways at him. He responds by nuzzling her neck, kissing it softly. She giggles at him as she tries to move her neck away from his lips, obviously being tickled by them.
"I feel like I need to go watch anime or something to wash my eyes out from that display Binnie," Lee Know says dramatically.
"You know you loved it Hyung," Hyunjin replies, and Lee Know grins at her, giving her a wink. "Plus, what we have been rehearsing for the fan meet is just as bad."
"What are you two rehearsing?" she asks with an arched eyebrow.
"You'll just have to see," Lee Know teases. "You will be jealous. Hyunjin-ah has fun."
Wait till she sees Hyunlix's routine. She will lose her shit. As if reading my thoughts, she looks over at me, narrowing her eyes. I cough as I rub my neck looking down. I hear her say "mmmhhhmmm," knowing that I am up to something too. Binnie brings all our attention back as he and I.N. start singing dramatically.
"Listen to my hearteu beateu," Binnie sings, enunciating the syllables loudly.
I laugh fully, clapping to the beat while Hyunjin scream laughs at him. Chan has his squeaky laugh on display, and I look over to see Sylinda laughing so hard that she is crying. Han leans into Lee Know as they both cackle.
"Listen to his hearteu beateu," I.N. sings back. He then dances wildly, and the room erupts in more laughter.
"I don't want to listen to anyone's hearteu beateu," Seungmin yells, covering his ears.
"You dance so well PD," Han laughs.
I.N. glares at him but then turns up the dancing even more to where it looks like his neck is going to detach from his body. That's when we all get up to dance some form of his dances. Even Sylinda is mirroring our dances, laughing fully.
Thank God we're no longer in the old dorms with cameras. We would all be in trouble.
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I am in the kitchen cleaning Sylinda's wine glass. Chan is on the couch answering a few emails while Lee Know, Felix, and Hyunjin debate what to watch on TV. Sylinda excused herself earlier, but by the time I finished wiping the counters down, she still hadn't opened the bedroom door.
"Is she okay in there?" I ask as I sit down in one of the recliners.
"Maybe you should go check on her Ji," Chan says, not looking up from his phone. I go over to the door and softly knock.
"Jagiya? You good?" I ask.
"Come in quick! I need your help!" she exclaims.
I quickly open the door and trip on my own feet coming in. I brace myself as I fall on my side. I hear laughter at my left and behind me. I quickly stand up, brush myself off, and yell at the guys for laughing. That's when I see them pointing.
"Muoet?" I ask, shrugging my shoulders.
"Jesus Jisung," Hyunjin yells. "Turn your head to the left!" I scoff as I do. "Your OTHER left."
"Ah, right," I chuckle, and I look to my left. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" I hear them chuckling and I instantly tune them out.
Sylinda is laying on her stomach with her head at the end of the bed. Her elbows are bent, with her chin resting on top of her hands. She is grinning wickedly at me. What has me losing my mind is that she's in the same outfit she wore the night before her birthday, the black shiny spandex leggings and black corset. From this angle, I can see her glorious cleavage. Her ass, fuck her ass, her ass looks amazing in the pants.
"Have fun Han-ah," Lee Know says as they get off the couch.
"You're not staying?" I ask, my eyes not leaving hers.
"We owe you," Felix says. "Remember to hydrate!" The last statement he yells from the front door, cackling.
"Yeah, muscle cramps are no joke. Jagiya, I am going to be at your place," Hyunjin says, laughing.
"Night you two!" Chan yells, closing the door behind him.
"So," she says, biting her bottom lip. "What do you want to fuck first?" My jaw drops at her bluntness. Oh, Dark Angel Sylinda is my favorite.
"Everything," I say quickly, taking my hoodie off, tossing it on the floor. Sylinda's breathing picks up as she looks over my upper body. I snicker because I know how much she loves my waistline. She moves to undress, but I stop her. "Stay still, baby. I want to admire the view first." She giggles as she lies back down. I hum "Close" as I move to the side of the bed. I run my fingers along her shoulder, chills following them on her velvet skin. I then run them down her back, and she arches it, ass in the air. I caress her ass, sighing loudly. "Your ass was made for these pants, Sylinda. Lie all the way down." She complies at once, putting her hair over her left shoulder. I straddle her, dick fully erect as I untie the laces on her corset. I throw the laces on the floor once they are completely untied. I then run a single finger down her exposed back, causing her to shiver. She quickly tosses the corset onto the floor, and I lean down to kiss her shoulders and back. She sighs softly as I make my way down her back. Then I get off her so that I can angle her hips up, making her get her on her knees. "You look so beautiful like this. Ready to play?"
She turns her face to me and says, "Yes, Jisung."
"Good girl. Let's see what Hyunjin has in his closet," I say roughly. I walk into it and bring out the scarf she bought him recently as well as a Versace belt. "Soft or hard, jagiya?"
"Hard," she whispers, rising. Fuck yeah.
I take her wrists, putting them together, and loop the end of the belt through the clasp. Before I tighten it around her wrists, I wrap the scarf around the belt, so she doesn't bruise. I pull on the end of the belt, causing her to stand on her knees. Then I pop her ass with the end of the belt. She moans softly at this.
"Stay just like that," I command.
I go back into the living room to retrieve my phone and I put it on the desk so that I can take a photo of us. Once I have it at the right angle, I go over to Sylinda and move her legs further apart. Then I stand to the side, grabbing the end of the belt to wrap around my right wrist.
"Grab my hair, Hannie," she says breathlessly.
"Ohhhh, you're so good," I say with a laugh. I put the belt in my left hand, moving her more at an angle, and wrap her hair around my right wrist. She leans her head back slightly and I take the slack out of her hair. She arches her ass and sticks her tits out. When we are in position, I say, "Bixby, take a selfie." I say this a few times to make sure that there is at least one good picture. I release her, grab the phone off the desk, and flip through the pictures. I open the group chat when I find the right one.
Me: <picture>
C: Damn, why didn't I stay!
HJ: Hell yeah. Get it Jisung!
LK: Take good care of Kitty, Han-ah.
F: Let us know if you need help. Seriously!
I put my phone on silent and turn my attention back to Sylinda. I walk over to Hyunjin's nightstand to grab the lube out of the drawer. I take it out to put on the stand and that's when I see a metal nail file. I take it out as well while Sylinda bends down, ass back in the air. I quickly strip and get behind her.
"Don't move," I say.
I carefully cut a slit with the nail from her cunt to her asshole, having remembered what the guys said about the pants shredding easily. I put the nail file back in the drawer. I then bring two fingers up to her already wet pussy and tease her by rubbing her clit. She grinds her hips in time with my touch.
"Please," she whines. "Please Jisung. I need your dick now."
"Mmmm. So eager," I laugh. "Not yet."
I enter my two fingers into her cunt and go to work quickly. While my fingers are fucking her hard, I wet my thumb in her juices. Then I slowly enter it in her asshole. In response, she sinks lower into the bed. I slap her ass hard as I fuck her with my hand. She lets out a low, guttural moan. I pick up my pace and I feel her shiver as she goes through orgasms. When I am ready, I curve my fingers so that her juices flow down her slick pants. I quickly remove my fingers and slam my dick into her cunt. She cries out in pain and pleasure.
"Yes J-One," she moans.
Hearing this, I pump her hard and fast, gripping her hips tightly. I am growling as I own her cunt. I push her lower back down further so I can sink deeper into her. She's high-pitched screaming my name as I bring her to the brink over and over. Sweat drips down my face and down her back. I then grab the belt, pulling while I ram her relentlessly. Eventually I feel myself build.
"Cum with me," I moan as I arch my body to her. She screams as she cums and I moan out her name as I follow her. I unclasp the belt and throw it on the floor. I lean down to hug her, kissing her neck while my dick is still in her. "God, I love you so much," I pant as I enjoy my aftershocks. Eventually, I remove my dick and Sylinda slides down completely on the bed. I go to the bathroom to clean my hands. When I come back, Sylinda is leaning on hers, legs spread, and knees bent.
"I think it's time you fucked...my face," she says darkly.
"Damn jagiya," I exclaim. "I like this side of you. Lie back." I straddle her chest and give her a sly look. I reach down to support her neck as I bring her to my cock. Sylinda hesitates at my tip, her breath on it, driving me crazy. I lean my head back, tongue out as she takes me in her mouth. She grabs my ass with one hand as she holds my waist with the other. She moans around my dick as I leak into her mouth. "Shit, that slutty mouth," I moan.
Sylinda chuckles at me, squeezing my ass. She first starts out moving her mouth on my shaft. However, I quickly take over, opting to fuck it at my pace. I am panting hard as I enjoy her mouth. Then she relaxes her throat, taking me all the way in and I moan loudly, closing my eyes. I push her down further and I hear her gag slightly. Hearing this has me quickening my pace and thrusting harder. I keep my pace the same as I ravage her mouth. She moans as she feels me tense up. Eventually, I yell her name as I release my load into her mouth. I am left panting hard as I still have her by the neck. I look down at this dark angel who smiles at me with her eyes. She sucks me clean, and I once again collapse on the bed next to her. She rests her head on my shoulder as I put my arm behind me, resting my head in my hand.
"I love watching you cum, baby," she says, drawing circles on my abs. "You shine brighter than the sun when you do."
"My angel, it's safe to say that I am one thousand percent addicted to you," I laugh.
She looks up at me and says, "Quokka, I am always addicted to you." I bring my hand to her face to put her hair behind her ear. I then turn on my side and she mirrors my movements. I kiss her lips softly as I trace her skin with my fingers. I make my way down her jawline to kiss the crook of her neck. "Ji."
"Hmmm," I say as I kiss further down to her shoulder.
"Does...does your family know about us?" she asks softly. I look at her and search her eyes. She's scared. I gently roll her onto her back and cup her face.
"This is about the fan meet?" I say. She nods her head. "Not yet."
"Oh," she replies even quieter. I quickly sit up to look down at her.
"I wanted them to meet you first. It will make things easier to explain," I say.
"Do you think they will approve?" she asks.
"Yes," I say matter-of-factly. "They know we do things differently."
"Really?"
"Yes, jagiya," I reply. "Who do you trust?" She doesn't respond, as she is deep in thought. I tickle her and she finally gets out of her head, laughing. "Whoooo?"
"Changbin?" she laughs.
"WHAT!"
"Seungmin," she replies. I tickle her harder and she's cackling. "Hannie! No, I can't breathe."
"Say it then, goober," I say, stopping so she can catch her breath. She sits up and wraps her arms around my neck.
"You. I trust you, Han Jisung," she says tenderly.