yearning, etc.

Yearning. Definition: A noun, a feeling of an intense longing of something or someone.

That fits to the first words of the text message popping up in your notifications, reading the words of you’ve got to be here, im really waiting for you.

You can’t ignore that, not when it’s Eunchae that texted you that and it’s sincere.

The both of you have decency at least, and Eunchae knows that. You wouldn’t just pull into her hotel room and do the deed there before the show begins—no, you don’t want that and she doesn’t want it either.

It’s been four hours—nearly five, if your math is right—since she sent that message and you don’t know how to answer it, and left it in read. You’re just hoping she’s not breaking her trust in you as it’s mutual, and waiting for everything to be over before fulfilling whatever Eunchae wants, what she really yearns for.

“Everything good, sir? You seem nervous.” The driver asks, as he carefully roams around the streets of Paris.

“Yeah, just, you know—Eunchae, she’s looking for me.” The anxiety in your tone is evident, as you just shrugged it off and made yourself confident enough to face Eunchae soon.

The driver laughs as he reassures you a little, lighting the mood up a little. “I know she would be happy to meet you, just watch out on creating a damn controversy—the cameras can catch anything so you just need to be nonchalant as we leave the vicinity.”

You nod and smile, thanking the driver’s advice and possibly, the words of wisdom. “Thanks.”

It’s just a couple of turns before you fetch Eunchae as the driver says, so you compose yourself to be presentable and even hide your identity as much as you can, avoiding suspicion as a ding on your phone averts your attention, and it was Chaewon.

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better treat her right, dummy

Yeah, you should do just that or you’ll be a dead man to their leader.

You can see that familiar white frame in the distance, revealing such curves and that outfit accentuates her beauty, all throughout. You’ll say this now, the media didn’t do her justice with the way she looks incredibly gorgeous in person (as the other people online say, you’ll wholeheartedly agree with them).

As the car slowly decelerates to a complete stop, you see such a beautiful woman waving her fans goodbye, before somebody assists her to get on the car. Then, both of your eyes meet as you can feel your heart racing, exchanging smiles that will last until the end of the night. You’re allured with the sight of her, but in order to keep this secret, you compose yourself, a faux class under pressure.

“You look great, Eunchae.”

“So are you.” She replies, beaming a smile as the door closes, then the car moves swiftly in the right pace.

As the car traverses slowly down the narrow roads and onto the highway, the driver asks, “To your place, ma’am? Or to—”

Respectfully and eagerly, Eunchae replies, “To his place, rather. Thank you, driver-nim!”

Then, there she goes, ultimately whipped for you as she places her hands onto your thighs, then the other reaches to unbutton your top as you stop her because this isn’t the time, yet. “Slow down, Eunchae—don’t you even want to talk about how everything went?”

“Everything went great! But please~” The switch on her exposes your Achilles’ heel, not to mention the way she’s staring at you—those full, doe-eyes shining in need, an utter need to feel you. “Please, I need this.”

She does. She really fucking does and you should get yourself ready.

“Can’t contain it, Eunchae? That’s surprising of you.”

“How so?” Eunchae asks, slightly rhetorical in tone as she follows, “I need you right now and I know you need me too.”

She’s right and you can’t deny it even if you say you want to. You find yourself staring at a national treasure, a monumental sight as from head to toe, she’s defining what real beauty is and how every inch of her is admirable. Your hands find the side of her waist, as you make her tiny figure face you, then continue to stare at her beautiful eyes. “Well, I really can’t deny anything because you’re right.”

Her hands find the buttons of your top, undressing it as your lips finds hers, stirring down into a passionate exchange as her taste is like a drug, insatiable and unable to let go. She tastes as great as you remember—that favorite fruity matte lipstick she uses and herself, and that’s enough to deepen the kiss, her reciprocating as her nails dig deeper to your clothed back.

You just hope the driver isn’t too distracted with the hot scene happening on the backseat, but you trust him, knowing he’s professional and trustworthy enough to keep everything a secret.

“Need it now, please…” Eunchae pleads with you, as you find her neck, peppering it with pecks as her faint moans enables you to keep on going.

“Enlighten me, Eunchae.” Another kiss on the other side, your hands finding her flexing abdomen through the white clothing. “Speak up for me, darling.”

Her hands find your abdomen, teasing your pelvis as her actions are louder than her words, finding your clothed nether region yet your hands finds hers and directed it towards your shoulders. “Speak to me, baby.”

Your words just weaken her, and it’s evident with how her ragged breaths are heard as you mark her neck, and her hands shaking and roaming all over you in need.

“Want to feel you—want you to fuck me, please.” The wanton cry was the last string, and you need to fulfill it.

Finding the edge of her pants, you zip the troublesome clothing carefully as it’s too expensive to be ruined yet it’s a gamble you’re willing to play on. Mutually, you let her undress your bottom half too but not all the way, finding your boxers as her hands skate towards the band of it, eyeing your already hard cock. “God, it’s already hard.”

You chuckle as your hand finds her panties through her unbuckled pants, teasing her and earning such a sultry moan against your lips. You now kiss her soft lips passionately while your fingers sense a familiar spot, a wet one as she finds your hard shaft, her thumb circling around your sensitive tip which elicits that moan in you.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this, Eunchae—don’t worry, I’ll give you everything you want.”

“I’ll do my best—ahh, please keep doing that…” She’s whining, knees shuddering as your fingers dug deeper into her as her assurance enables you to let yourself out. She gives your head the familiar massage, her thumb continues circling it as the rest of the length experiences her leisure strokes, pleasurable albeit painful due to the lack of lubrication.

You didn’t just come to fetch her and just leave it as it is, because you know how things will end so you came prepared.

“Lather your hand with the lube in the glovebox there, that should make things easier.” It will sure aid for a ton, if she can even get herself to lean over and get the familiar bottle when you’re eagerly fingering her wet cunt. You can just feel the throbs of her pussy with each thrust you do, adding another finger to keep the chase going as her hands shiver due to the immense pleasure she’s currently experiencing.

“Oh lord—y-you’re really good at that, fuck—just keep on doing that!”

“You’re being behind, darling.” You tease her as she hastily lathers her hand with the lubrication, not giving a damn if it stains her outfit or all over the leather seat. “Come and do the same to me too.”

If she can even rival you, because it’s going to be a challenge as you increase the pace of your thrusts, her cunt clenching every time you hit a certain spot as the wet spot becomes apparent between her clothed thighs. She starts stroking you off and this time, she’s not letting herself be controlled over you as she fights with her own arsenal, steadily stroking your cock, from top to bottom which makes you grunt as your actions start to fade a little.

Your ego says no, so you see this as a challenge and fucks her cunt like you’re proving her who is really in control.

“Fuck you—god, please—” Eunchae chokes on her own spit right after, as she maintains jerking you off through the fabric, spewing such miniscule amounts of precum, indicating that she’s enabling you too and getting yourself closer to the edge. “I’m getting close!”

“Already, Eunchae? Gosh, you really are needy.” You tease her, a borderline degradation as she doesn’t care what happens outside as her focus is averted towards her high and how great your fingers feel in her messy pussy.

“It’s just your fingers—just your fucking fingers!” This side of Eunchae is unseen by many, and that’s a side worth cherishing if you’re going to be asked, because as her carnal grunts and herself being so disheveled is something that enables you to do more, and give her that.

She maintains her strokes on you albeit challenging due to how she’s currently a different person with just your digits up in her filthy cunt, and with that beautiful face debauched, you need to bless her with something else at your disposal.

Your lips find hers and unlike before, it’s messy, sloppy and downright pornographic—her tongue finds yours, dancing in-tandem as her lips devours yours, even her teeth pulling yours as the pain stings yet the pleasure behind it is the blessing in disguise. Her spit coats your chin as her princess-esque facade minutes ago stirred down to a fucked-up beauty of Eunchae, half-disheveled as she longs with your taste for every second that counts, her moans vibrating against your lips as she nears her epic high.

“That’s it—” Eunchae pulls out of your snug embrace, hissing as her strokes become idle, now directing her arms towards your neck as you make her face you. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“No.” You retort, which earns a puzzled face from her, masking the disappointment as you elicit those words. “I’ll make you cum if I say so. Right now, we can’t afford to mess up this outfit of yours, we’re still going outside, remember?”

“But please—” Her eyes really test you, but you’re man of your word, as patience will be the greatest virtue here. “—I can’t hold it anymore.”

You can tell, because of how wet her cunt is and how each thrust produces that squelching sound synonymical of something filthy where the other party nears euphoria.

“No, Eunchae. We’re nearing my place too. You’re going to be my good girl and if you really are one, then I will give you everything you need, understand?”

Eunchae nods as you find her those soft lips again, but this time, the kiss evokes something passionate that’s been burning inside your hearts. You smile with her obedience, as you signal the driver something, “Please, don’t tell anyone about this, alright?”

“You’ll have my word, sir.”

God. Eunchae made you do this, and you’re willing to take the bait because of her, and you’re now going to be digging deep into your own abysmal burrow.

Thank god no one suspected the both of you as the publicity dives into irrelevance, feeling free and feisty towards Eunchae because as soon as you step in your hotel room as your bodyguards leave the both of you alone, you wasted no time to show how much you’ve wanted Eunchae too.

“You’re such a great kisser—oh god, please keep doing that.” As so you did, marking your territory as the porcelain skin of her neck earns a bruise-like aftermath and it’s something to let the others know who she truly belongs to.

“I’d say you’ve improved a lot too—maybe learning a thing or two with Chaewon, hm?”

“No, don’t, please.” You continue kissing her as she moans to your touch, her voice a little raspy due to how well everything is coursing in her veins. “Don’t mention anyone today, not even my unnies—just me, please.”

You assure her that, and nodded as her hand found your lips when you pulled away, just inches away from her as her well-manicured fingers tease your lower lips and your admiration wasn’t verbal as you grasp her wrists and suck onto her fingers, her moaning just to enable you more.

“Even my fingers too? Wow, you really surprised me.”

“Every inch of you is perfect, Eunchae.” You pull out of her saliva-sheated fingers to commend her, then avert your eyes to meet hers. “So that’s why it needs to be worshipped.”

“You need it too…” Eunchae inches herself near you, cupping your cheeks as she whispers near your ear. “Need to worship your cock.”

Fuck. Her voice, rightfully deep, sultry and sexy and that alone enables you to execute every fantasy in your head with Eunchae.

“Come get your wish then, darling.” You start undressing your bottom-half and only leaving your boxers on, as she gets on her knees but you insist, because there’s something that needs to be done and you’re going to be vocal with it. “But first, strip—just want those panties and your heels on.”

She didn’t hesitate, in fact, even eager to do it as it’s evident on those big eyes of hers, her gleeful smile an indication to send you her invitation. Her clothing was an easy task to undress for her, her top merely considered as one to begin with was dismantled by ease, the two bits of it off and towards the chair near and god, those sizable tits are there for you to gawk over.

“Interesting outfit, ain’t it, Eunchae?”

“Yeah…” She continues undressing herself as she reaches for her pants now, still initiating the talk with you. “Stylist-nim was really great with this. A little revealing and I hope everybody liked this.”

You compliment her, genuinely. “Every outfit you carry becomes beautiful, Eunchae—you look gorgeous here.”

It is, and the mass media will concur with that statement. Eunchae blushes right after, chuckling a little as she finds herself in a smooth flow of movements, successful with the way she undresses everything and towards the chair, a piece of clothing worth a fortune now discarded somewhere like it’s just normal clothing.

With everything almost off, it’s like seeing a perfectly-sculpted artwork chiseled by the gods above, and they had bestowed you the best there is as every curve of her is beyond perfection—generally, maybe it’s subjective but you don’t give a damn because Eunchae is perfect in every way.

She inches towards you as you admire her body, from head to toe but then, you know she needs to do what she’s intended to do. “God, you’re perfect, Eunchae.”

She just smiles as she sinks down, on her knees as she discarded your boxers on the way down to your ankles, and you can just see how the mood lights up as she sees her deserved prize right in front of her. She wastes no time as the foreplay would be gone, down the gutter as with just a few, livid strokes she dives right in and keeps herself attended, taking you in half-way. She does what she’s best at, bobbing her head up and down your shaft as her hand finds your thighs, hugging it gently as she devours your entire length right after, gagging then pulling out.

“You gotta chill, Eunchae—we’re going to be here all day so just—god, okay, nevermind.” She cuts you off with her heavenly mouth, those lips hugging every inch of where her limit is as her head dictates the pace, moderate with each stroke as her hand finds your balls and she knows what to do with it.

If you got her fucked up earlier, then she’ll give back what she received.

Eunchae’s suction in each three bobs or two is immaculate, albeit feeling a little off with the way the serrated culprit in her mouth provides that little pain. It didn’t even matter when her lips are such a perfect fit as an invitation for your cock to wring pleasure out on, and her mouth becoming a great outlet to let yourself feel in cloud nine. You find those dark-colored locks as an outlet to fight the pleasure and Eunchae sees this as a step closer to something great, and that alone made her up the ante.

“Keep that pace, Eunchae—shit, you’re doing really great, baby.” As she oscillates a little more, she pulls out as she directs her eyes towards yours and now worships the very thing she loves.

She pecks everything her lips can touch while maintaining that deadly eye contact to you as she averts her attention towards your shaft, continuing with the worshipping as her tongue licks what it can touch too, and earns a little shiver on your thighs.

“Do I feel good? Am I doing good for you?”

Ultimately, she is doing a stupendous job at it albeit not perfect—it doesn’t help that your expectations are heightened due to Yunjin’s incredible expertise when it comes to blowjobs, but Eunchae isn’t falling off too much either. You reassure her that she’s indeed doing a great job at it as every grunt you elicit is a message to let her know how good she’s doing you. She alternates between her bobs and kisses, making sure every inch is lathered with her spit and blessed by her touch, tasting every inch as she slurps at it like it’s her favorite meal—for sure, it can be considered as one at this point with the way she slobbers over you and gawks over your length.

She never stops her oral assault up on your dick, as more seconds flow in the state of time, the more depraved the scenes get and it’s just getting started.

Eunchae looks more disheveled than ever before and it’s a debauched sight you’re grateful to see seldomly—her drool a mess all over her chest and her neck, her makeup running down her cheeks, her hair an utter mess and a pool of juices onto the floor. Every filthy fantasy that has been running in your mind becomes true in a matter of minutes as once she pulls out to worship your throbbing cock again, you hold her head by her hair, enunciating your control as you slap your soaked length all over her face, blessing her. She takes every slap across her face as something worth to fulfill for, as every time it hits her pristine skin, she moans with the feeling of it and you’re bathing to your victory.

“Look at you, Eunchae—taking my cock so well. You really are a dirty cocksucker aren’t you?”

Her eyes meet yours again as she licks the base of your length, and towards the mushroom tip, earning that audible moan from you from how sensitive she’s making you feel. “I am—I am a dirty cocksucker—thank you for this, f-fuck, I can’t ask for anything more.”

Then, she dives in again yet this time, she’s testing her absolute limits as her head bobs in a pace unimaginable, fucking herself while taking almost whole of your length and with this action alone, this is crumbling your defenses down.

Even if she isn’t vocal with it, you can tell how grateful Eunchae is with the way she does the dirty work on your cock, doing everything to her power to show you how she deserves it and how she’s going to earn the reward. She keeps teasing your sensitive head, then alternates to blow you to the point of no-return as again, you find her locks and grasp a hefty amount of it, signaling how great her mouth truly feels.

At this point, it’s building to the point where you can’t take it anymore, and you hope she notices this because you have plans.

“Get off, Eunchae—I’m fucking close.” She does what she’s told you, pulling out with a loud pop, strings of saliva still connected from your tip and on her lips.

“Uhm—I—didn’t I do good?” Her tones say it all, feigning curiosity and anxiety with thoughts running in her head when everything eliciting was all a mere joke.

Even if she thinks she did a bad job, at your end, she never did one. In fact, you’d even say she did an impressive attempt on such a pleasurable oral assault on your cock, but then you reassure her that you have your own plans, because what is an artwork without a medium, and the paint that made the beauty possible.

“I’m just gonna paint your pretty face, darling—take it all for me, Eunchae.” You wasted no time in doing that, and she’s just there, her eyes close, tongue sticking out and ready for the taking, and that almost-naked body of hers that’s begging to be fucked.

You stroke into your high as the familiar feeling in your loins succumbs to the finale, spurting thick shots of cum towards her nose, lips, cheeks, neck and some dollops even painting her chest. Her moans possibly extend your orgasm, pumping every ounce of your seed out and towards Eunchae’s face.

“Fucking hell, Eunchae.” You grunt as her besmirched countenance earns a core memory from you, those eyes of hers feigning innocence that rivals the filth that’s all over her. She’s a brilliant girl, not even wasting a second to clean your cock off, licking every inch where you cum still settles (mostly in the tip) and fondling your balls leisurely, making sure that everything should be deposited on her face.

Well, that’s what she thought.

“Really hungry for me, aren’t you?”

“Can’t help it.” Eunchae continues her expertise, cleaning every inch possible as she faces you again. “Not when a cock this good and a cum this delicious is all there for me to savor.”

You cup her jaw, scoop a generous amount of your seed that’s on her cheek and direct it towards her lips, and as enthusiastic as her, she intends to suck every sample out of your fingers. It’s sloppy, messy, and it’s fucked up but that’s the beauty of it in this moment and as you feel like she tasted enough, you helped her get up as the main event still needs to take in place, and you can’t just ignore it when you can see the wetness on her panties.

“That was thick—god, I hope you still have something for me.”

You face her, and admire that curvy body for the umpteenth time as your ferocious strength catches her off-guard, yelping as you turn her around and commanding her arms to lean against the porcelain wall. “Of course, darling—would always be something for you because you’ve been such a good girl to me.”

The invitation is there, and her wiggling her ass was just a tease for you as she knows where this will possibly go.

“Please give it to me now—want it inside, please…” The way she pleads is just music to your ears and you can listen to it all day, but then, you don’t want Eunchae to really be pleading all day for that.

She’s too fucking insatiable to make yourself be disciplined, so you’re just going to be diving yourself deeper into depraved territory. “Don’t worry—it’s not going to be long before my cock lives inside you for the time being, darling.”

You caress her naked top-half, caressing her sizable tits which of course, earns a moan from her and pinching those nipples for good measure. It doesn’t become long before she bends over in such an obscene angle, and that alone invites you to push it in and have your way with her.

“Have your way with me, please—want it so bad.”

You caress her ass, as you mouthed how you’re going to fulfill what she wants as you shove her panties aside, leaving your eyes to see that glistening cunt that’s ready for the taking.

“Tell me when you can’t take it, okay?” You reassure her as your cock teases her leaking slit, and she’s already whining from need which makes your question take a few seconds before it registers on her end.

“Okay, okay—I can take it, don’t go easy on me.”

As she wishes —you’re the genie that will grant that.

You insert it and elicit a sound from her that you’ve never heard before, and it’s crumbling you down, her dulcet tone urging you to keep your sluggish as it is. The way she hugs you is incredible, walls clenching everything you hit the spot and her repeated lewd sounds that just enables you to keep on going. You hand supports her frame by her hips, while the other caresses her neglected breasts, making sure that she’s stimulated as possible and you can see how it is really being effective.

“Please fuck me harder—please do, I can take it.” Eunchae whines right after, as you dictate a pace that’s enough to consider as something that can truly send shockwaves out of her body. The hypnotic jiggles of her back-end is truly a sight to behold as she keeps herself busy, positioning herself to stand as sturdy as she can because every thrust your hips muster is now enough to really bring her into incoherence.

You keep your pace and she keeps her vocal cords trained well, moaning angelically as the walls contain her honeyed sounds, even containing the depriving sight from the both of you. Your hands are all occupied with each of their job fulfilling the utmost pleasure from Eunchae as much as possible and now with her constant pleas to go rougher, you now introduce something that she possibly wants to experience.

“Fuck! That—that’s so f-fucking good!”

“Did it hurt? Are you good, Eun—”

“Yes, it feels fucking good! Slap me again please—oh fuck!” You fulfill her wishes, now introducing another method in making her feel the utmost euphoria, by introducing pain into the mix. Her butt prints a familiar rosy hue due to the spanks you’re delivering, as every moan she elicits, grunt you let out, skin that slaps against each other, the wet squelch of her cunt and the reverberating smacks on her ass, orchestrates that very piece of symphony that should be counted in the history books.

Each piece does its job, and it’s wholeheartedly a masterpiece.

Each thrust you do spirals her towards the edge, her heels clacking in tandem with your thrusts as there are points where she even raises her legs, and just stomps down as she’s slowly losing control of herself. You just withdraw with the tip inside and plunge back in, filling her up to hilt as the series of events repeat, and slowly, you can even find yourself on the brink of losing it too.

“God, you really are tight, princess—fuck, tell me how great it feels, Eunchae.”

It barely registers in her as it takes seconds for her to respond, and this one, is not so eloquent as before. “F-feels fucking good—ahh, god—fuck, the way you’re f-fucking me is—ow, ahh, it’s just too good! T-thank you!”

Her brain is in a haywire due to you, and you can’t stop even if you want to because the both of you can’t simply do it, even if it needs to. She eagerly assures that she’s fine and that’s all that matters, even with her possibly crumbling down, her legs in a weaker state, wobbling due to the immense pleasure she’s experiencing. You elevate the pace, and now even setting your eyes to even stimulate her more as gone are the times where you pinch her nipples to earn the most eargasmic moans possible, but not averted your attention towards that inviting asshole, puckering and loosening on every thrust you do.

“Fuck! Oh god, I—god, that feels good!” You slot your finger up that asshole of hers, pushing in and out repeatedly in a leisure pace as she seems to be enjoying it, and that alone lets you discover her limits in taking you.

“Maybe this is the next hole I’ll fuck once I’m done with your pussy, would you like that, princess?” The name makes her submit to you even more, as you fuck her all and throughout each words she say, her coherence battling the messed-up circuits in her brain.

“I don’t care anymore—fuck, uhm, as long as y-you fuck me right and give me your l-load—gosh, please.” Her wanton cries are sounds you’ll never get tired of, and with the familiar constrictions of her pussywalls on your length, you know the inevitable is coming.

“We can possibly do it someday, Eunchae, but for now—” Your fingers exit her tight, snug hole and find her clit, rubbing it as it brings her closer to the edge, your pace enough to break her in half (figuratively, of course). “Cum on this cock, princess.”

She does, and it’s a beautiful mess.

Eunchae squirts all over your length, repeatedly ramming her tightness as you fuck her through such a groundbreaking orgasm, her moans over the roof and as beautiful as it gets. In all honesty, you’re commending by how she’s still standing straight and bending over without even breaking her position at least for a single moment, and this obscene sight is now imprinted in your brain—her rightfully tall figure bending over with her heels still on, and her panties just set aside is downright pornographic, a beauty in its raw art.

You eventually slow down and pull out which earns a whine from her, where her dying seconds of her orgasm commences and it’s so fucking hot that you might even blow it right there are there, all over her redenned ass.

Speaking of that, you think that’s how you should end this monstrosity.

So, now you’re considering the final play.

You insert your shaft inside her again, grunting from the tightness that envelops you but now, you want something to do that will make the experience elevated from both ends.

The pace you dictate is the same as before but this time, her mouth is now occupied with something else, your fingers and she sucking on them like how she sucked you off earlier—wanton, sloppy and needy. The vibrations of her moans on your fingers silences the whole room a little, a piece off yet the suppression turns you on even more, noticing how each indistinguishable moan elicited is just enough to throw you off. You gag her a little but she doesn’t complain but rather slobber over it more as the seconds go by. The depraved scene from the both of you is just monumental that when somebody catches the both of you, they’ll be seated for a show, and probably the people outside are getting the gist on what’s happening in your room—that’s a mere fantasy, but you could never be so sure.

You continue thumbing her asshole as your fingers pull out of her slutty mouth, now directing it towards the curves of her now sweating back, tracing every perfect inch of it as the hypnotic trance sends you into overdrive. As much as you want to prolong this euphoric feeling, the inevitable will also soon come, and she can sense the way you’re moaning her name and how it’s repeatedly throbbing inside her pussy.

“You’re gonna c-cum? Oh god, please—d-do it inside, please—” That earns a spank, and it makes her hiss from the pain.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” You gradually slow down, then pull out of her, earning another whine from her and a plea that breaks you. Any sane man would never pull out on a heavenly cunt like Eunchae’s, but there’s something in you that ignites bright seeing your cum painted all over her skin.

You’ve made your decision, and there’s nothing that she can do but embrace it as her figure remains sturdy, reading for a round two, and this time, all over her perfectly-sized buttcheeks.

“You’ll earn it someday, princess—maybe it can be whenever Chaewon comes to watch or tomorrow, who knows?” You can see Eunchae looking back over her shoulder, as she watches your wrists muster the fastest of strokes and as the inevitable comes, you release it, everything.

The plane of her ass gets painted white, plenty from the divot and of course, plenty from her inviting holes, her asshole collecting some as it constricts due to your constant teases near it. You keep pumping until every last drop is deposited all over her ass, and you’re certain that you’re completely drained as you keep yourself steady from the exhaustion as Eunchae’s in the same boat. You pull her near you, as you keep her back checked from the feeling of your soft lips peppering it with kisses, tasting the miniscule flavor of salt from her sweat and her insatiability.

“I really think you should’ve came inside me, still.”

You chuckle as the both of you meet each other’s eyes again, stating such assuring words, “Like I said, maybe someday, princess—you really did a great job today.”

You peck her back, three kisses as you continue, “You looked spectacular at that fashion event. I’m sure everyone will be head over heels for you.”

“Like you…” Then, the both of you exchange laughs as the recovery period commences, yet you have plans to waste the night in Paris that is worth both your time, not just pure sex.

“I think we really need to clean up, princess.”

“We really do. Besides, there’s a lot for you to catch up on.”

You just hope these walls couldn’t talk themselves for the events that unveiled today, or the both of you will be fucked, and it’s a serious matter. Maybe no one noticed, and even if the day was young, it feels like it’s just getting started as the first play was a success. Even if she’s the youngest, you’re eager to hear her out and to follow her lead at times, and on this day, you’re curious on what she may have in store for you because this day was specifically planned to be with her, to yearn for her.