Battitude

You were sprawled on the couch, lazily scrolling through your phone when the soft click of the front door echoed through the apartment. A moment later, Nayeon stepped inside, her posture a little weary but her face lighting up with that quiet, gracious smile she always reserved just for you.

“Oh, hey, babe. How was your day?” you asked, setting your phone down.

She hesitated—just long enough for you to catch it—before answering with a small wince.

“It was fine… just a lot of work.”

You nodded, giving her the space to say more if she wanted, but she just exhaled instead, as though the weight of the day was finally leaving her shoulders.

“Well, it’s over now,” you said softly.

That seemed to be the magic phrase.

Nayeon’s lips tugged into a genuine smile, and she let out the tiniest laugh before crossing the room. Without a word, she plopped herself right into your lap, her arms slipping around your waist as if they’d always belonged there.

“Thank god,” she groaned, tucking her face into the crook of your neck.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around her, pulling her closer. She melted into you like a puzzle piece, the quiet rhythm of her breathing already slowing. When you glanced down, Nayeon was gazing up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, the faintest, most exhausted but sweetest smile tugging at her lips.

“You’re always so warm,” she whispered. “How do you do it?”

You shrugged, playing it off. “Superpower, maybe.”

Nayeon rolled her eyes—though the fondness in them made your heart skip—and then let her head fall back against your chest. Within moments, her breathing evened out, the weight of her day completely surrendered into your arms.

You tightened your embrace just a little, pressing a kiss to the crown of her hair.

“Rest now, Nay” you whispered, though she was already gone.

Soon enough, your own eyes fluttered shut, lulled to sleep by her warmth and the comfort of simply having her there.

You wake up to a weirdly wet sensation around your crotch. As your mind processes what’s happening you see Nayeonhappily riding you,

“Um,” you stammer

Nayeon turns back and gives you that mischievous  smile like what she’s doing is perfectly normal.

“Sorry babe, I just needed a little relief,” Nayeon says relaxed before slamming down on you again,” you groan as she continues to ride you. Her pussy wrapped around you like a warm wet hug.

“Fuck,” you groan Nayeon smiles before asking if you’re going to cum. You nod and she purrs, “oh good cum in me,” you sigh as her pussy wraps around you as she drags herself along your shaft. You groaned as she methodically she took you in and out of her.

When she felt you twitched she smiled “go on cum” she encouraged. Her sex death clenched you drawing your orgasm. Nayeon chuckled and said “good boy”