Discord Prompt from Monday, June 18
Prompt Word(s): Perfect/Impeccable
Part III: Bliss
Yoosung mentally patted his back for wasting a whole package of condoms earlier that day or else he would have made a fool of himself trying to putting it on. It wasn't as easy as it seemed and he hoped he would get better at it with time - you need XP to gain levels of mastery, after all.
Frowning, his tongue between his teeth, he rolled down the latex, proud that no bubble of air emerged on the way.
He looked back to Kagome, who waited for him. He was ready to resume their game, but didn't know the correct protocol to do it. Asking if she could lay down so he could penetrate her didn't sound like the best option. If he was in her place, he would just stand and leave. Should he wait for her?
What if she was waiting for him? Would they wait for each other until the moment passed and the arousal died like a burning candle?
The answer came before he made the question.
Warm lips covered his. Blue eyes met his purple ones with a lust filled gaze. Kagome left his mouth with a tempting lick and planted kissed along his jaw and neck, using her body weight to push him to the bed and get back on top of him.
"Sometimes you are too slow, Mr Shooting Star," whispered Kagome in his ear. "I've learned in my teenage years that if I wanted something, I shouldn't wait for others to take the first step."
She nibbled his earlobe. Yoosung hissed and bucked his hips, his dick touching her labia. Even through the barrier, he felt the humid heat. Kagome bit her lips as she adjusted her position and lowered herself on him.
He closed his eyes, trying to enhance his other senses. The mental image wouldn't be perfect only with the visual memory. Yoosung wanted to remember the scents, the sounds, the sensations, everything about this moment. His first time, their first time.
Warmth surrounded his most private part, a lover's tight hug that took his breath away. He grabbed the sheets and twisted them with his fists, messing the edges of his bed. The urge to jerk, to go deeper, almost clouded his judgement. However, Kagome was taking her time and he wouldn't move an inch until she told him to.
Yoosung hissed and shivered when their hips met again. This woman would be the death of him.
The metallic flavor of blood filled his mouth. He didn't even realize he was biting his lip. The first swing of Kagome's hips sent him to heaven; the second brought him back to earth. His eyes snapped open as a moan left his mouth. She moved again, testing the waters and driving him mad. What was left of his self-control was vanishing quickly.
Yoosung tentatively joined her thrusts.
"-sung…" moaned Kagome.
He did it again, harder this time, grabbing her butt to keep her in place. She wouldn't do all the work.
Kagome supported herself on his upper body. Her pads against his chest would certainly leave a few bruises, but the added stimulation only increased his arousal. He doubted the strength of his hold on her was any lighter.
Yoosung measured his achievements with Kagome's reactions. He thrust slower but deeper and earned another cry of his name. She hissed and held her breath when he squeezed her buttocks. Her inner muscles clenching around his penis made him roll his eyes whenever he played with her nipples.
Yoosung sat up, the new position giving many more possibilities for them. It was harder to move that way but he could enjoy their closeness in other ways. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her head to the side, her bare neck was begging for his assault.
Kagome gave him free reign over her body while she filled his neck and shoulders with kisses and love bites. Both would have many marks of their lovemaking in the morning. They couldn't care less at the moment.
Once a pleasant pace was found, only moans could be heard in the room. Yoosung licked, nibbled, sucked on Kagome's breasts as the girl pulled his hair and guided him through her favorite spots. Yoosung's hands travelled up and down her back, his nails leaving red trails on her skin. There was a pleased smile on her lips and he was more than glad for being the one causing it.
Yoosung puffed his chest and mentally smirked. He was her lover, he was the one pleasuring Kagome. For that night, he let his insecurities drop and fully enjoyed himself.
"Ah, Yoosung…" she breathed out.
His legs burned. His lungs burned. He was fighting his own release, but the pressure was a torture, a torment he secretly loved. His eyes were fogged and the only thing keeping him from letting go was his desire to see Kagome reaching her peak first.
An idea came to him. A hand travelled south, the slickness of their sweat making it easy for it to slide between their bodies. He got to her clit again. Her muscles immediately tensed around him.
"Oh fuck, Yoosung… don't you dare to stop now," she begged/commanded.
"Yes, like that," he murmured, more to himself than to her, "Tell me how you want it."
"Harder. Yes, right there. Yes!"
Kagome bucked her hips a few more times before she released a breath and melted on his arms, her body milking his orgasm with its involuntary contractions. Her nails pressed his scalp as he buried his face between her breasts, panting. Before it was too late, Yoosung pulled out and laid on his back, bringing her with him.
Neither talked for a couple minutes, enjoying the bliss that followed an orgasm. Manu thoughts crossed Yoosung's mind, most of them circling around how much of a lucky bastard he was. A smug smirk crossed his mouth. It's been a long time since he felt so good about himself.
When Yoosung came out of the shower, Kagome was sitting on his bed, brushing her hair. Unfortunately, his bathroom wasn't big enough to fit both of them - barely one of them, to be honest, or else he might have suggested them to take a bath together. God forbid his parents and friends of ever finding out he had these kind of lewd thoughts.
Kagome wore a silk two-piece camisole that covered enough to be modest but showed enough to give him R-rated desires. He shook his head, trying make his face turn back to its original color, and walked to her.
Clad only in his pyjamas bottoms, Yoosung joined Kagome on the mattress. She put the brush back on her backpack and turned to him. Once he saw the blush on her cheeks and their bodies met again, he knew the night was far from over.
~o~o~o~
The knife nicked his finger when the doorbell rang. The vegetables he was cutting fell in the sink when he raised the hand to suck the blood. Kagome jumped from the bed saying something in Japanese he couldn't understand. Inuyasha something, whatever it meant.
"Holy crap, I thought I was back in time for a second," cussed Kagome as she recovered and scratched her eyes. Ding dong, the bell again. "Right, I'm in Korea, not at the shrine." She sounded relieved for some reason. Yoosung hoped she would tell him more some day. "Are you expecting someone?"
"Nhot wheally," he answered, the bruised finger still between his lips. Yoosung gave it a final lick, hoping the wound had closed up a bit.
She checked his hand - only much later he realized it no longer hurt - and said, "Get the door, I'll fix this mess."
Smiling fondly, Yoosung placed a chaste kiss on her lips - something he always wanted to do - and headed to the door, hoping it was only the landlord. It was a vain hope, he knew, but he hoped anyway.
There were voices coming from the outside. He recognized them right away and groaned. They must have heard his steps, there was no turning back now. He spied on Kagome just to make sure she was decent. He had only his bottoms on. There was no way to hide what happened.
"We know you are there! I hacked the GPS of your phone!" someone shouted from the outside. Yoosung hurried to the door.
"Shhhh! The neighbors!" he whispered loudly.
Zen, Seven and MC waited on the hallway. The trio scrutinized him from head to toes, focusing on his chest and neck. Yoosung frowned before realizing what they saw.
Kagome popped up, asking what was taking him so long.
His friends looked at her.
Then at him.
Then at their current dressing.
They connected the dots.
"And you wanted us to believe you were studying. As if!"
Yoosung is the best boy and you can't change my mind!
Hope you enjoyed it!
