(In)Organic

Never get married in your early twenties.

Especially when it’s arranged by your parents for business.

That would’ve been nice to know for you when you were still young. Now? You're close to hitting thirty, sitting at a bar in a hotel lobby, desperately trying to drown the regret and disappointment as you stare at the divorce documents in front of you.

It was stupid of you to fall for her. At the start, you had both already made it clear you were just doing this for your parents. Whatever was best for business. Still, even if it was just a ruse or a straight up transaction, there were moments in those 6 years that felt real. Hell, maybe some moments that actually were real.

Again, stupid.

All it took was just for the right guy to come in and swoop her off her feet. The right guy to treat her right. The right guy to actually love her like she deserves.

It was bound to happen. ‘Luckily’ the two of you agreed on an out clause in the pre-nup for this specific situation. It was pretty in-depth and thorough, again, ‘luckily’ for you. Perks of it being an arranged business marriage. Get to go out with what you came in with, houses, cars, money, etc. For now, the hearings are just for the aspects that were bought or acquired while together. Fortunately, there won’t be any custody battle for kids (you both were too busy anyway) so these are more so about joint purchases. And the dog.

Still, you find the entire situation depressing. But who wouldn’t? At the very least, you thought that the two of you would eventually grow into the relationship. Like, actually end up being in love. It would have made life easier, having that aspect all ironed out. Well, now you’re stuck in the endless dating cycle, horrified by the countless dating apps, blind dates, set-ups—

“Excuse me? Is this seat taken?”

The question shocks you out of your mental rant, only to be caught in a trance by the beauty that was waiting for your response. Her porcelain skin glowed in the dim bar light. Her dark locks flowed just short of her shoulders. Eyes piercing, peering into your soul. You could go on for hours about the absolute perfection that stood in front of you, but you suddenly remembered that she needed an answer now.

“Uh, yeah– NO! I mean, no it’s not taken. It’s free.” Seeing you a bit flustered makes the woman giggle.

“All right, thanks.”

It’s a few minutes of silence, aside from her telling the bartender her order, in your desperate attempt to make the situation less awkward. You decide to focus on your drink and the… right. The divorce papers. All the bad thoughts start filing back in before—

“Rough night?” The embodiment of Aphrodite asks you.

“Hmm? Me? Oh. uh. Not really. Just a symposium for cardiology research.”

“You kinda seem too down to be bored.”

“Guilty as charged.” you joke. “Kinda weird to open up to a complete stranger but here it goes. My wife– well, soon to be ex-wife and I are finalizing our divorce.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.”

“Thanks. Nothing toxic happened or anything. It was just… something that ran its course.”

“Still, it hurts, doesn’t it?”

“That’s what the alcohol is for.” You joke. “Now, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s someone like you doing alone in a hotel bar?”

“Luckily for you, I don’t mind. I was attending an award ceremony in one of the ballrooms. It got a bit boring so I decided to take a walk.” The beauty explains. “After a few strides, I saw a guy out of the corner of my eye who looked like he needed some company.”

“Well, he appreciates it.” You joke as you take another sip of your drink. The alcohol clears up a bit for the gears in your brain to start turning. You remember seeing the sign of the awards show. Something about idols? That’s when it hit you. Why this beauty beside you looked so familiar. The puzzle pieces start to fall into place and the picture finally becomes clear.

“Oh my god.” You say as the realization finally hits you.

“It took you long enough.” The beauty smirks before taking another sip of her drink.

“K-Karina? From Aespa?” You manage to sputter out through the shock.

“Now I’m guilty as charged.” She jokes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you straight away. The alcohol—“

“It’s fine! Besides, it was nice being treated like a normal person and not an idol.”

“I wouldn’t really call someone as beautiful as you as just normal.” Your compliment earns a giggle from the idol, her cheeks slowly turning crimson from it.

An hour passes by with your new drinking buddy. The combination of the alcohol and her friendly  and welcoming personality gets you to open up more. You tell her more about your relationship— well, past relationship. How it started as a transaction before you slowly started to fall for her. How you thought there could have been more. 

Karina opens up as well. Upcoming group projects. Upcoming solo projects. How some of the older sunbaes have started to hit on her. It sounded like what you came to expect from someone in her industry. Her idea of mundane seemed like a world away from you. Still, she was so bright while talking about it that your attention never faltered. However, her last confession was something that would shake you.

“Okay.” Karina says before taking another swig of her drink. “I have to come clean if I want the night to go where I want to.”

She already had your full attention, but this seemed like it was important.

“We have actually met before.”

“Karina, I think I’d remember meeting you.”

“Yeah, it’s just you didn’t know it was me.”

You raise an eyebrow in reply, curious to hear a story that you should have been familiar with.

“I think it was a year, maybe two ago. My dad had a heart attack.”

“Oh. Sorry to hear that.”

“He’s fine now. Though he needed a triple bypass asap. None of the on call doctors were experienced enough. None of them were confident in doing the procedure. My mom and I were losing hope when we noticed a commotion among the nurses and residents.”

Two years ago? A triple bypass? The details start to feel familiar to you, but you’ve done countless surgeries that they all seem to blur together.

“That’s when I saw you, rushing from the ER straight to the operating room.” Karina continues. “Hours later you come out of the operating room to talk to me and my mom. I was in a mask so no one would really recognize me. Still, you went through what procedure you did, success rate and road to recovery for my dad. It was a little later when we overheard from the nurses that you rushed back from a personal appointment in Seokcho.”

Seokcho. 

Now you remember. It was your last hail mary of trying to make it work with your ex. Unfortunately, it became the final nail in the coffin for her instead. Still, it was your duty. It didn’t matter to you whether it was a VIP case or not. All that mattered to you was that there was a life that needed saving.

“It shocked me and my mom, really. We didn’t ask for any special treatment. We didn’t even avail the VIP case. Still, you rushed back out of a sense of duty and responsibility. We couldn’t be more thankful that you did.”

As much as the surprise confession shocked you, Karina’s next actions did so even more. What started as a simple, accidental brush of your hands suddenly sent a shiver throughout your body when she took yours in hers. She held on tight before she used her other hand to direct your gaze towards her. 

“I never did get to properly thank you for saving my dad’s life.” The way she said it sent your heart into overdrive. 

Sultry. 

Seductive. 

Yet even with the suggestive tone, there was enough sincerity that you understood that she was serious. That it was heartfelt.

“Y-you don’t have to, Karina. It was my job. We don’t do it to be thanked.” You manage to stammer out.

The hand that directed your gaze towards her, which was resting on your chin, was now holding your cheek. Her soft touch was slowly making your face hotter, probably even turning it red.

“I know. But I want to.”

“Kari—”

Without any warning, Karina plants a kiss on your lips. It’s soft. Quick. Nothing too deep. Like she was testing the waters. Seeing if this little experiment of hers would work.

It would.

When she pulls away, you both pause for a second. You get lost in her eyes as she does with yours. No words are said, but an understanding was made. Karina’s the first to stand up. She grips your hand as she starts walking away from the bar. You follow suit, getting dragged across the lobby into the elevator. On the ride up to her floor, you both stand on either side of the elevator, leaving enough space for a group of people between you two. Thankfully at that time there weren’t any. You leaned against the wall, eyes still glued to hers as she does the same. The tension is multiplied due to the enclosed space. You’re fighting the alcohol that was clouding your mind from making you take her right there and then. The sense of relief that washes over you when the elevator dings feels like heaven.

The walk along the hall approaching her room was the opposite. Each step agonizing and excruciating as you fight the urge to pin her against the wall and crash your lips on to hers. When you get to her room, she takes her sweet time of unlocking the door. Probably teasing you. After going through the entrance, you thought your hands would be the first to lose control. It seems hers beat you to it.

In a heartbeat, Karina spins around, grips your collar hard, pins you against the wall, and crashes her lips hard against yours. You’re stunned by her assertiveness at first, but slowly match her passion with your own. Her lips claim dominance, her hands finding the back of your neck to pull your head down to meet her. Her tongue tries to breach your lips before you welcome her and meet hers with your own. Your hands rest at her waist, gripping her tight that your fingers disappear into the fabric of her dress. It doesn’t take much of your strength to lift her up, letting both of your lips meet easier as she stands on her toes.

You eventually give in to your desire. Your hands migrate south of her waist, fighting the temptation of stopping at her ass before you grip her thighs. She jumps into your hold when she realizes what you’re trying to accomplish, her legs wrapping around your hips out of pure instinct. Her arms follow suit, wrapping around your shoulders for stability. When she’s safe in your grasp, you spin around and pin her against the wall, continuing your heated kiss before she pulls away. It worries you at first, but the words that leave her mouth do more than set you at peace.

“Bed. Now.”

Karina whispers it against your lips before you pull her back into the kiss. You don’t need your sense of sight to follow her order.

At least you think you didn’t. 

You bump into the couch and the coffee table twice before you actually make it to the bed. Each time you grunt out of frustration, but makes Karina giggle into the kiss. You eventually make it to the bed when your shins hit the plush of the mattress. You sit down on the edge with Karina still in your hold. She straddles your lap making sure your lips don’t separate.

Your hands are restless, caressing Karina’s sides and back through her dress. With the help of liquid courage coursing through your veins, you start traversing upwards of her body, feeling the sculpture of her figure through the fabric before brushing against her breasts. You pull away out of respect, letting her know you’ll only go as far as she lets you. She replies by gripping your wrists and bringing your hands back to her mounds.

“Don’t be shy now. I was hoping you’d like them.”

“I don’t know a single soul that wouldn’t.”

“Still… I’m pretty proud of them. All fucking natural. It would be a shame if you didn’t like them.”

“Liking them would be an understatement.”

Your actions match your words as you finally give in and hold on to Karina’s breasts with her permission. You massage her soft mounds through the fabric of her dress. Even covered, they feel like heaven. She finds your lips again, sneaking her tongue in between them. You have no choice but to welcome her. Though, like you said, what kind of sane person wouldn’t.

Your hands leave Karina’s breasts for a moment, earning a disappointed groan. Her disappointment doesn’t last long, as she understands why. Your hands travel to her back, digging under the fabric to find the zipper. When you find the small metal piece, you tug it down her body almost immediately, desperate to finally remove this obstacle out of your way. When she feels that you’ve already unzipped her back, she takes your hands to the collar of her dress and together slide it off of her. She stands up for a moment, letting the dress fall down her figure and pool on the ground. She steps out of the fabric only in her underwear.

“It’s kinda unfair that I’m the only one properly dressed for this situation.” Karina says with a pout.

You get the implication, standing up with your hands quickly moving to your belt to undo your pants. Karina’s hands move to your shirt, slowly going down your torso and undoing each button along the way. Soon you finally join her in her state of undress, left only in your boxers while she is still in her underwear. You both pause, taking a second as you both realize what’s about to happen. You’re still unsure about whether you should push through or not. She, however, wasn’t.

Karina is the first to make a move, reaching to the front of her bra and undoing the clasp.

Front-clasp bra.

Now that’s fucking unfair.

She pulls her arms to the back, letting gravity do the job by pulling the garment down her arms. When her bra hits the ground, her face forms a smirk. Her bare chest is exposed to you. Her pride and joy. And it catches you in a trance. You almost don’t notice how she pulls down her panties. Just a slight tug before letting gravity take over again. It pools around her ankles, joining the rest of her outfit on the carpeted floor. It only took two swift movements, but they did their job. Karina presents herself bare to you, it’s only fitting you match her.

You tug your boxers down and step out of them before tossing them somewhere in the room. Your rash actions earn a giggle from Karina before she reaches for your face. In reply, your hands find the dip of her waist, holding her softly as you pull her in.

Your lips meet once again. Softer this time. Deliberate. There's no fight for control. Just subtlety. Peace. 

You spin the both of you around before you start leading her back towards the bed. Your lips never part as you nudge her backwards. She lies down on the plush mattress while you follow her down. Your arm wraps around her waist, carrying her and bringing her to the center of the bed. She giggles through the kiss from your sudden show of assertiveness. Your shaft brushes against her lower lips as you both get in position, making you both shudder. You’re both desperate to be in her now, foreplay be damned. She takes hold of your length and nestles you at her entrance. She pulls away, stares deep into your eyes and gives you the slightest nod.

That’s all the assurance you need.

You start pushing in, and the sound that Karina makes is somehow both cute and erotic. Whatever it was it devolves into a moan as more of your dick enters her cunt. When you finally bury all of your length into her, you let out a guttural groan while another moan escapes from her. She grabs your face, brings you close, and captures your lips again in a searing kiss. In between your lips lapping at each other, she mumbles against your lips.

“Fuck me.”

You have no intention not to.

You drag your length out of Karina, her walls clinging to you with the help of her slickness and her tightness. You try to stifle your grunts as she bites her lower lip to stop her mewls. When only your tip is left inside, you immediately drive back into her making her unable to stop her moan. She clings hard to your back as you start to build up speed, repeating the motion over and over, driving yourself deeper and harder each time. She gives up trying to muffle the erotic sounds escaping herself and buries her face into your neck. The scent of her hair and the vibration of her reactions against your skin drives you insane, encouraging you to pick up your speed. Soon, you find a steady rhythm, slowly inching the both of you to your shared sweet release. 

You’re lost in your pleasure when it happens. Karina pulls away from your neck and her face starts changing. Flashes of someone else’s face start appearing on top of hers. It takes a moment until you start to recognize who it was.

It was her face.

Your ex.

With the image temporarily stamped on your brain, you start to lose yourself in something else.

Your thrusts grow erratic. No rhythm. No pace. Just… desperation. You start to think that if you fuck her well enough, that if you give your all into making her feel good, she will stay with you. She won’t leave you. The emotions become too much that they start manifesting in other ways. You lose control of your mouth as you start muttering under your breath:

“Don’t leave me.”

“Please. Stay.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I can be better.”

“We can make this work.”

“Please. Just sta—“

You’re shaken awake from the trance when you feel a pressure on your face. Slowly, your eyes start to readjust in the low light. The face of your ex was slowly fading away. Left in its place was the true face of who you were with tonight.

Karina.

As her hand rested on your face, her thumb slowly started stroking your cheek. Your erratic movement slows down. Your breathing normalizes. At first, you could only see her lips move as she spoke, but eventually you started hearing her voice again.

“Hey.”

She takes a break from the passionate and seductive tone she had used earlier that night. Instead, she sounds comforting. Understanding. Caring. It's been a while since you’ve last heard that in someone’s voice. Frankly, you’ve needed it.

You lose control as your emotions get the better of you. A tear escapes from the corner of your eye only for Karina to wipe it away.

“It’s okay.” She whispers to you. “It’s just me. You’re okay.”

“I’m sorry. Karina–”

“Call me Jimin. And you don’t have to explain yourself.” She says as she comforts you. “Just promise me one thing.”

“W-what?”

“Let go.”

When you heard the two words, you finally realized how much you were being weighed down.

“Even if it’s just for tonight. I need you to let go. Forget about her. Move on.”

From Karina’s words, the weight that was just made known to you was suddenly lifted. From her actions, you felt like you were floating like a feather. You choose not to reply verbally to her request.

Because your actions were about to speak louder than your words ever could.

You crash your lips on Karina’s, setting the tone of your reinvigorated tryst. Your hips start moving again, building a rhythm that she was enjoying as you caught all her moans in your mouth. You make every thrust deliberate, driving your tip into her most sensitive spots. Your thrusts start to grow faster again. Not erratic. Not desperate. Just conscious. Her moans signal that she’s getting close, and even after the short pause, so are you.

“Fuck, right there!” Karina screams, “You’re filling me up so much… stretching me so good…”

The words have you start driving even faster into Karina. Her moans were filling up the room before you captured them in your mouth with a kiss. She starts gripping your back even harder, signalling her impending climax. You could feel her moan into your mouth when it starts. Her walls start fluttering around your cock. She hugs you tighter, keeping you close despite your hips still working your length into her. You could feel her juices start to soak your crotch. All the sensations of Karina’s peak work in concert to rush you towards your own. You try continue fucking her through her high before you finally concede to the inevitable.

You’re able to give Karina a few more thrusts before you succumb to your orgasm. You use all your remaining strength (because believe me when I say that you needed all that you had left) to pull out of Karina. You manage to do so just before the first throb of your dick, accompanied by the first shot of your cum that flies out of you. The first blob lands just under her breasts. The second falls on her midriff, close to her belly button. The final few shots dribble out of you, landing just above her cunt. All the while, Karina writhes in pleasure as her high continues on while your length twitches in the open air above her.

Your combined labored breaths fill the room, keeping it just shy of total silence. Your arms and legs are sore as you use whatever strength you have left to keep yourself from falling on top of Karina. Her eyes are shit tight as she slowly comes down from her high, her body calming down to a near halt. When she opens her eyes, your gaze is immediately attracted to hers. She reaches up with one hand, cupping your cheek and easing your face down towards her. You follow her slowly, capturing her lips in a soft yet passionate kiss. It only lasts a moment, but it makes you feel that all is right with the world. When you separate, her lips form a soft smile.

“Hey.” she says with a grin

“Hi.” you reply as your own mouth curves into a smile.

“You didn’t cum in me?” she says as she brings a finger to her midriff. She starts playing with your cum, spreading it across her skin, scooping some up and tasting it. You’d be lying if you said that the imagery isn’t hot. It got your softening member already twitching back to life.

“No.” you reply as you sit back, your cock slipping out of her as you land on your butt. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to. Or if you were safe.”

“That’s courteous of you.” Karina says as she sits up, “I love that you’re a gentleman, but you have nothing to worry about. I’m on the pill.” she leans in and gives you a quick peck.

When Karina pulls away, she shows you a playful smirk.

“Besides, I hope you still have some left in the tank, because believe me when I tell you that I want you to fill me up to the brim.”

If you weren’t fully hard yet, that statement gets you there easily.

“But let’s save that for later.” She says as she swings her legs to the edge of the bed. “Right now, I need a shower.”

Karina stands up from the bed as she starts making her way to the bathroom. You can’t help but stare at her, watching her hips sway with every step, catching you in a trance. Halfway there though, she pauses when she notices that you’re still on the bed.

“Didn’t think I’d need to say this…” Karina says as she looks over her shoulder, “...but I was hoping to shower with you.” The smirk she wears has you twitch.

You’re up on your feet in seconds.

The shower does its job.

Mostly.

It only takes seconds for Karina to wash her cum off her midriff. It also only takes seconds for her to pull you into a kiss. 

As the warm water falls around the both of you, your hands find her bare waist, fingers digging deep into her flesh as the two of you make out in the shower. The cramped space would normally be uncomfortable for you, but now? 

It felt sensual. 

Intimate. 

Having this goddess so close to you both by her choice and as a consequence of the setting felt like heaven. Three hours spent with her and only now you start asking whether or not you’ve died and gone to paradise.

“So…” Karina says in a break from your lip clash, “Is there anything you want to do while we’re in here?” she says with a smirk.

You take a moment to really think it through. And as tempting as it is to suggest something with her tits, another idea forms in your head.

“Would it be crazy if I said I wanted to fuck your thighs?”

The question surprises Karina at first, but she smiles anyway.

“Bold. Guys usually go straight for my girls.” She says as cups her breasts.

“We’ll get there.” You say as you wrap your arm around her waist, “I want to take my time with you. But I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been thinking about your thighs the past few hours.”

“Then what are we doing just standing here?” Karina says with a smirk as she takes hold of your length and slides you in between her thighs.

With the help of the warm water from the shower as a lubricant, you start sliding your dick in between Karina’s thighs. She squeezes her limbs hard, making it as tight as possible for you. Feeling her flesh wrap around your length was mind breaking, while the top of your shaft rubbing against her folds was stimulating her as well.

“Fuck Karina… Jimin. Your thighs. They’re fucking perfect.” You say as you start building up speed. The water squelching in between her thighs as you start fucking her properly.

“Does it feel good? How my thick thighs squeeze you so hard?” Karina says as she reaches down and starts playing with her clit, adding to her pleasure and the build to her own release.

You capture her lips in a searing kiss as a response, but it only lasts for a moment before you pull out and spin her around. She gasps and laughs from the sudden action before you press her against the glass of the divider.

You slip yourself between Karina’s thighs again, continuing the fast pace you had already built. Your hand snakes down and meets hers at her clit, the both of you working it to pleasure her. Your other hand wraps around her, reaching for her breasts.

Just because you were fucking her thighs, doesn’t mean her tits didn’t deserve any attention. You hold her mounds, massaging her flesh, kneading them in your palms. You let her hardened nipples dance in the spaces between your fingers before you pinch and pull on them.

“Oh God, just like that…” she moans against the glass. The synced sensations you were giving her mounds and clit are getting to her. “Please. Don’t stop. I’m getting close.”

You’re pleased with the reaction you manage to elicit from her. You’re even more happy knowing that she was getting off from this too. You don’t reply with words, you never had any plans to. Your mouth was too busy with her neck. Planting kisses. Sucking on her flesh. Tasting her skin.

Your thrusts start to grow erratic. Each thrust has you almost slip into Karina, making her whimper each time. The top of your shaft continues to rub against her clit while you continue to play with the enlarged nub with your hand. Her hands reach back to cling to you, her fingers getting tangled in your hair as you continue to pump in between her thighs.

“God, just like that! I’m close I’m close I’m—”

“Fuck, Jimin! I’m—”

It takes just the right pressure on her clit, the right knead of her breast for Karina to break down in your hold. Her body melts in your embrace despite her grip on your neck and hair tightening. She lets out a scream followed by a series of moans and whimpers. Her nectar starts seeping between her lips, coating your shaft as you go through your own high.

You give Karina one final thrust as you succumb to your own climax. You put all your weight on her, pressing her against the glass as she goes through her high. You could feel her juices coat your length when you start to throb in between her thighs. The first rope shoots out and taints the clear glass, followed by the second, then the third, and so on. The throbs continue for god knows how long, leaving you confused as to where this was coming from.

Okay, maybe not.

Considering the sensation of having Karina’s smooth and full thighs squeezing hard and wrapped around your cock, maybe your high could have gone on forever.

Still, when the last of your release sputters out, some drops landing on Karina’s thighs, you feel yourself weaken. Your hands quickly stabilize yourself by pressing on the glass, Karina still being pressed against it.

For a while, only your combined labored breaths echo throughout the small confines of the shower. As the silence starts to grow, Karina starts giggling against the glass. It’s infectious as you start laughing to, your arms wrapping around her waist before you rest your head against her neck. She spins around in your embrace, her thighs finally letting your length fall free. She gives you a quick peck on the lips before pulling away and smiling.

“That was fun.” she says with a cheeky smile.

“Yeah…” You would say more, but you’re at a loss for words. 

“So…” Karina asks, “what else do you have planned after washing up again.”

This time your silence is intended. You didn’t really need words when your smirk could answer her for you.

After washing up again, you carry Karina out of the bathroom back into the bedroom. Her arms are wrapped around your neck, legs wrapped around your waist, all the while your lips are locked with hers in a searing kiss. You take a few steps before you smile through the kiss, tossing her on the bed making her laugh while she bounces on the mattress. You’re only separated for a second as you're back on her again, pinning her against the plush while your lips are locked. When you pull away, you finally answer her question from the shower.

“I want to taste you.” You whisper against her lips.

Karina spreads her legs, giving you one last quick peck before she starts pushing you down by your shoulders. “Be my guest.” She says it with a grin.

You trail kisses down Karina’s body as she pushes you down her frame. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t tempted to stop at certain parts of her figure (her tits), but alas it’s your idea to eat her out. You might as well make good on your promise.

You’re caught in a trance when you finally come face to face with Karina’s pussy. From your peripheral, you could see her staring daggers at you, eagerly waiting for your next move. Anticipating the pleasure she knows you’re going to give her.

It’s best not to keep her waiting.

You start off with small and quick exploratory (ironic considering the debauchery that the two of you have been doing the past few hours) kisses in the area surrounding her core. You plant them softly on her thighs, almost forgetting that you were fucking them mere minutes ago. You start near her midthighs, trailing them up just before her cunt before you go back down. You follow up with licks, making a path with your tongue that ends just close to her core again before retreating. Then you start biting her. Just lightly. Capturing her flesh in between your teeth before you start sucking. It leaves visible marks, light bruising from your teeth and lips. You continue the cycle, kissing, licking, biting, getting closer and closer to her pussy before you retreat back.

It teases Karina straight to the edge. She becomes a whimpering mess throughout this ordeal. Tossing and turning on the bed while her eyes are shut tight from the pleasure. Under her whimpers, you can already hear her muttering:

“Please please please please please…”

She’s desperate for it. Desperate for your touch. Desperate for you to make her feel good.

So you do.

From just above her puckered hole up to her clit, you give her one long and dragged out lick that shatters her. She starts quivering in your hold. A long moan breaks out from her mouth before she starts muttering again.

“Thank you! Fuck thank you I— Ohhhhh!”

Karina doesn’t get to finish her thought as moan forces its way out of her throat when you lick her again. And then you do it again. And again. You work her like she’s a popsicle. Your licks push deeper, feeling her inner walls surround your tongue. You taste her nectar straight from the source. The volume of her moans increases, the quantity too. She squirms on the mattress as it takes all your strength to keep her legs open.

“God… Oh fuck! Right there! Please, god! Keep going!”

As her pleas escape her mouth, you feel the urge to fulfill them.

You give her folds one final lick before you put all your attention on her clit. You capture the enlarged nub in between your lips, kissing it, sucking on it, making Karina mewl. You replace your tongue with something else, freeing her thigh from your grip before you ease a finger into her entrance. She shudders the second you enter her. Even biting her lower lip couldn’t muffle her moans. When you bring in a second you could see her eyes roll back. You think she passed out before her eyes open wide when you start pumping into her. 

You start off slow. Dragging your fingers out slowly before plunging back into her. She gasps whenever you hilt to the knuckle. Moans when you rub her inner walls. You pay attention to her reactions, especially when you put pressure on certain spots, trying to find her most sensitive points.

“FUCK! Yes! Right there! Right there!”

That must have been one of her more sensitive spots. It encourages you to push Karina’s pleasure to the next level. You build up a fast pace with your fingers, rigorously pumping into her cunt, focusing on the spots that had her shaking with a touch. Your mouth forms a seal on her clit, sucking the enlarged nub, flicking at it with your tongue. All of your actions work in harmony to push her closer and closer to her release until…

“Oh fuck!”

That curse signals Karina’s peak. Her third orgasm of the night. Her thighs finally overpower you, snapping around your head. Her body tenses up before her hips act on their own and start grinding against your face. Her fingers get entangled in your hair as she pushes you deeper into her core. The moans that follow her initial expletive start pouring out of her mouth, often inserting your name every few seconds. Throughout her climax, you never stop your actions. Your tongue replaces your fingers, lapping at her folds once again, capturing the jets of her juices that were coming at you.

It takes a few moments for Karina to settle down. Her thighs loosen up on your head. Her fingers let go of your hair. She melts back into the mattress, sinking into the plush with a satisfied smile plastered across her face. Her chest rises and falls slowly as she takes deeper and labored breaths, evidence of the intensity that you managed to put her through. Through her deep sighs you can hear her whisper softly:

“...everything…I…imagined…”

With what little strength she has left, she tugs you up her body. Again, you trail kisses on the way up, leaving visible marks with your lips still coated with her juices. She captures your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue lapping at yours, tasting herself on you. She licks your lips and the surrounding areas before her mouth grows into a smile.

“So… did I taste good?”

“Tasted fucking perfect Jimin.”

“Good.”

Karina’s strength surprises you, not because you didn’t think she was strong, but because you thought she didn’t have any left. She spins the two of you around, pinning you on the mattress while she straddles you. 

“Because I’ve been dying to have you back inside me.”

She reaches down, taking hold of your dick before nestling it at her entrance. Slowly, she sinks down your length, taking you inch by inch as her face contorts in pleasure. You could do nothing but let your hands gravitate to her waist and hold on for dear life as she takes control of the night. When she takes you to the hilt she lets out a guttural moan. She pauses for a second, adjusting to having you inside of her once again. When she’s comfortable, she slowly starts raising her hips, your shaft leaving her insides with a visible coating of her arousal. When only your tip is left inside, she slams her hips back down, taking you fully in one swift motion. She lets out a whimper as your tip presses on the entrance of her womb, desperately trying to stifle it by burying her head into your neck. She repeats the action again. And again. And again. Her hips bouncing on top of you. Your crotch meeting hers with a slap. You take her face out from your neck before you crash your lips onto hers in a searing kiss.

The way Karina rides you would look random to someone watching but, but all her actions were intentional. Precise. Each movement deliberate in pushing the both of you closer and closer to your shared peak. Each bounce drives you deeper and harder into her, pushing your tip against her womb. Each grind she does with her hips has your shaft rubbing against her most sensitive spots. She moans into your mouth while you groan into hers. If the past few hours weren’t heaven yet, this feeling now is.

Karina pulls away from the kiss, her moans freely filling the room. In between her moans are lust filled confessions that let you know how long you’ve been the center of her desires.

“God this is just how I imagined this!”

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this. How long I've dreamt of this.”

“Getting to finally kiss you. Finally hold you.”

“Fuck! You fill me up so fucking well. Make me feel better than anything that I could ever imagine!”

Her actions become frantic as she gets closer to her release. You could feel it. Her walls start to spasm around your shaft. You take it as a sign to help her get to her peak. You sit up, coming face to face with her breast. Your hands leave the dip of her waist, travelling up her body and grabbing her mounds. You knead them in your hands, massaging them to make her feel good. You capture one of her hardened peaks in your mouth, sucking on it while letting the other dance in the spaces between your fingers. You capture the other one too before you bring both of them into your mouth. You suck on them simultaneously, flicking your tongue against them. 

“God! Feels so fucking good! So much— too much—”

The added sensations were becoming too much for her. You could feel her walls start to contract around you. It takes only a moment, one last bounce and grind before she comes undone. 

“Oh fuck!”

Karina’s mouth falls open in a silent cry as she reaches her peak. Her inner walls start spasming violently around you, making it a challenge for you to hold back your own high. Her body stiffens, nearly falling backwards before you catch her. Your face remains buried into her chest as she hugs your head. Your lips remain active, kissing, biting, and licking her mounds as she holds your face close to her heart. In between her labored pants, some giggles escape her before she starts peppering the top of your head with kisses. She eventually melts in your embrace, nearly going limp in your hold. What comes out of her mouth is close to unintelligible as she wears a blissful smile with a glaze over her eyes. As she revels in her post high, she remains aloof to the fact that you have yet to finish, or your intention of getting her her fifth orgasm of the night.

Karina yelps in surprise when you suddenly pick her up and reverse your positions, pinning her on the bed. Your length never leaves her heat as you press her into the mattress. Unceremoniously, you start pistoning into her matching the pace that she set while riding you. You use her heightened sensitivity to your advantage, never letting her come down from her high in order to bring her closer to her final climax of the night.

“Oh God! Wait! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck— Too much! Too fucking good— I can’t—”

She doesn’t get to finish her thought as you crash your lips onto hers. You continue fucking Karina at what looks like a erratic sprint, but every thrust into her is intentional. Each time you bottom out piercing deep into her. Each thrust rubbing against her sensitive spots. Her lips separate from yours in a fit of pleasure, her head hanging back and her mouth agape as a long moan escapes. You keep your mouth busy by focusing on her neck, finding the hollow of her throat and marking her flesh with kisses.

You’re racing the both of you to your shared peak. All the sensations pile on Karina’s heightened sensitivity, inching her closer to nirvana. You’re not far behind, with her previous orgasm nearly bringing you to the tipping point.

“Fuck yes. God, just like that! I’m so fucking close please! I’m close I’m close I’m—”

An earth shattering cry rips from Karina’s throat as it signals her peak. Her fingers dig into your back, her legs lock tight around your hips. Her body tenses up, back arching away from the bed and pushing into yours. Her hips grind against your crotch, meeting your thrusts and driving you deeper into her core. Her walls start fluttering around you, milking you for your orgasm that has yet to start. Fortunately, that’s what sets you over the edge.

“Jimin –FUCK– I’m—”

“Inside! Please, don’t pull out! Give it all to me inside!”

You bury yourself deep inside of Karina to fulfill her request. You feel the first throb of your dick as it shoots the first stream of your cum deep into her womb. You could do nothing but stay still and hold her close as you continue to throb inside of her, painting her inner walls white and flooding her insides with your seed. Your face was buried in the crook of her neck before she caressed your cheek, directing you to meet her in a passionate kiss.

Both you and Karina stay still through your shared nirvana. Both unable to move. Both unwilling to move. You hold each other close, lips clashing, tongues lapping. You continue to throb inside of her while her walls continue to milk you for all you have. 

After a few intense minutes, you both finally come down from your shared high. You both separate from the kiss as you both need more air in your lungs. Karina’s grip on you with her arms and legs loosen, her body melting and sinking into the mattress. Her walls start to calm down around your length as well. You use your remaining strength to keep yourself from crashing on top of her. Slowly, your gazes meet again. You both get lost in each other’s eyes for a moment, then she weakly reaches up with both hands for your face. You lean in to her, letting her guide your lips back to hers in a soft kiss. It only lasts seconds, but it feels like forever. When you both pull away, you both form a smile, unable to contain your emotions. You slip out of her, lying down to her side as you start to realize what just happened. For a minute, you end up staring at the ceiling with only your shared labored breaths battling the silence of the room. When you finally look to your side to find her still looking at you. You can’t help but match the smile she was wearing. The smile doesn’t even disappear when she finally breaks the silence.

“Hey.”

You’re amazed at how smoothly it just rolls off of her lips. Like the past few hours of debauchery didn’t happen. You could think of no reply except one thing:

“Hi.”

You both end up giggling from the back and forth. Karina lets out a yawn, understandable considering that you did the equivalent of a marathon the whole night. You pull her in close as the fatigue starts to get to her. As you hold her while she starts to sleep, you kiss her on her forehead and whisper a final message for the night.

“Thank you, Jimin.”

The soft smile that forms on her face is the last thing you remember before losing consciousness yourself.

You start waking up when you feel the sunlight hit your face. When you sit up, you find yourself alone in the hotel room. You’re disappointed at first, thinking that Karina just left after your wonderful night together, but then you see your phone.

Under an unlisted number, you see a series of texts that instantly tells you that last night wasn’t just a dream.

Hey. It’s Jimin. I hope you don’t mind that I left my number on your phone. 

Sorry I had to leave early. Manager called about a schedule. 

Last night was amazing. Give me a call when your divorce is settled. 

Let’s go on a proper first date then. Maybe you’ll finally fuck my tits afterwards. ;)

The last line makes you chuckle. You save the number under her real name.

Jimin

Because that’s who you remember.

Not the idol.

But the person behind the persona who actually cared about you.

The one who helped you realize that it’s okay to move on. 

Before you get dressed and head to your own room, you send a reply before tossing your phone on the bed.

Thanks for last night.

And believe me. 

I will. ;)