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Perhaps it's the heat outside the windows, might be due to the fact you're feeling lonely for the entire day as the older Choi twin's out on a gamer convention with Yoosung and the younger one's not leaving his room. Whatever's responsible for you to agree to have ice cream with Saeran in his room, it's definitely not the inner excitement you're feeling once he texted you over the messenger. The imagination of sweet ice cream on such a heated hour's just too tempting to not jump onto.
Besides, what's supposed to speak against it? Okay, probably a lot. It's Saeran, there's no reason for you to assume he's actually having innocent intentions for once. You're just praying at this point that whoever's out there having the power, gives him sense of shame and explain the rules of sexual boundaries. So when you stood in front of his door, you're unsure if you should knock or not. But then you're able to hear him open something on the other side of the room, it sounded familiar to a cup. Therefore you breathed through and knocked with the most steady hand you're able to provide.
"Come in, lovely."
Why can't he stop just one time.. You bit down your lower lip by the use of one of million nicknames he had for you. Saeran's sitting on the edge of his bed, red hair shining bright underneath the sunlight outside the open window. He's wearing a thin shirt in pure white, it actually suited him when he wore something else than dark fabric. He looked slightly younger that way, shorts going to his knees as it's too hot for long pants.
His tattoo lurked out under the shirt, covering all of his upper arm and going down until it reached his elbow. Despite the fact it's a Mint Eye tattoo, it's really well made and honestly, has a cool vibel. He's so pretty, it's not fair.. You're greeted with the signature grin on his face after he looked up from the cup, it's indeed ice cream. That helped to breath through, to tell you it's fine and he's just being nice for once.
"Well? Don't stand there all day, come over. The ice cream will melt."
He urged you to sit beside him when patting the space on the bed next to his lap. You nodded, walking over after closing the door to let yourself fall down onto the sheets. A little giggle escaped your lips as Saeran didn't expect the massive impact and instinctively jerked the ice cream up from his legs. Silly.. You thought when watching the bright mint eyes widen for a moment before narrowing at you, the grin still plastered on his face. Just why did your heart have to beat so fast when he's looking down at you.
"Thanks for inviting me over, I really could use a change in temperature."
You sighed, feeling your body heat up for the thousandths time that day. Saeran held back a chuckle by pulling his lips into a thin line before poking the ice cream inside the relatively large cup, you then noticed a small detail that's not to your liking whatsoever. There's just one spoon, and it's in his hand.
"Sure, we don't want the princess to melt under the heat. Besides, I shared my ice cream with you before."
He gave you a knowing look, just a second where he gazed into your eyes before going back to melt the ice cream some more. You flinched, it immediately threw you back into time, how he rubbed the ice cream against your lips to kiss you deeply on vacation. No-! You shook your head, but it's too late, you're already feeling your cheeks heat up by the memory. You asshole..
"S-Stop for once, will you–"
"Here, take the first bite."
You squeaked as he raised the spoon against your lips, oddly similar to the first time he'd shared ice cream with you. The blush increased without warning and you wished with all your mighty you could curse this guy for being both so dirty and act that subtle about it. Maybe if you wouldn't let it get to you as much, he would stop finding interest in torturing you. Would he, though.. Why do I doubt it. Therefore you closed your eyes the moment you opened your mouth, taking the bite from the spoon as quickly as possible. You hummed surprised.
"Oh..! It's really good! And strawberry too."
You smiled at him, seeing him return the gesture. That's really delicious, if you wanted to find the best ice cream in town, all you had to do's ask Saeran for recommendation. He nodded, putting another bit onto the spoon as he gave you eyes you couldn't quite identify. Not thinking too much in order to ruin the moment, you just leaned forward and have another bite. Saeran didn't say anything after starting to feed you, the movements came automatically. He would put the spoon into the cup, lift the metal for you to lean in and let the ice cream melt on your tongue.
A couple of times you both repeated things in silence, but you didn't mind it to be quiet for once. It's a comfortable atmosphere, even when his eyes were glued to your face all times. Slightly embarrassing, at least he's not being a dick again to make inappropriate comments about taking the ice cream. I like this, it's nice. Right when feeling safe, the man with red messy hair put down the cup into his lap to have one hand free.
"I want to give you something sweeter, darling. What do you say?"
He waited patiently for you to respond, yet it's leaving the air to become a tad more thick around the both of you. You didn't know what he's referring to, if it's another one of his tricks or that he meant to eat something else. But it's odd, he didn't take one single bite from the ice cream so far. Somehow your body's shaking slightly, as if it's already aware that he's onto no good. As so often with Saeran, you felt torn by thoughts. I mean.. You could take a look at what exactly he's referring to, right? No harm when giving into your curiosity. Right? Hopefully.
"Um.. I mean, i-it depends. What is it?"
The smirk returned to his face after placing down the cup on his bedside table, your gut started spinning with nervousness like a carousel. Oh no.. You found yourself shiver as he put both his big hands against your shoulders. A silent gasp fell from your lips as he leaned in to give you a kiss. It's light, soft even. Very unusual for Saeran, you might say. The way he moved his lips against yours in an almost shy manner, never going further than that. His kiss's so sweet, you couldn't help but sigh and leaned in to feel him better.
Saeran let one hand run up to hold your head, rushing through your hair the same moment and it felt really affectionate. He's so confusing.. The weight shifted when he put more strength against your shoulders and before you're able to process it, he's having you pinned down onto the bed. With wide eyes you stared up at him, sadly you regretted doing so right away. The sassy touch in his facial expression spoke walls for the things going inside his head. He's close enough for his hair to tickle your forehead.
"Let's play a game, doll. I promise you'll have fun with me."
He sounded uncomfortable confident, like he's aware how much you're going to enjoy whatever he's imaging. You opened your mouth to protest, decline his request because how often could you give into his act before exploding, you needed time to figure things out yourself. Of course he must've known since he leaned down to interrupt your attempt to push him off with another kiss. Not again, dammit Saeran! A little whine filled the room as he pushed his tongue into your mouth, tasing the ice cream that way instead.
You tried to push him away by the chest, the strength of yours left all your limbs though when he bit down your lower lip. He tasted of mint, ironically. His hands ran down to hold your waist, giving you no chance to escape his tight grip. The lack of oxygen began to have your head dizzy, feeling him demand control when pushing your head deeper into the mattress and brush his tongue with yours. He's always so.. messy.. You're the one that pulled away for air, watching him smirk almost satisfied.
"I knew you would want to. Heh, you won't regret it."
"W-Wha– I didn't even a-agree, Saeran!"
He pushed you back down once you tried to sit up, hair falling chaotically over his pillow again. Your heart's about to bust through the roof as he leaned down to get something from underneath his bed, leaving you completely defenseless against his actions. Just why.. You growled frustrated, not happy with him reading the back of your head and not happy when realizing he's right again.
"Your body agrees for you."
The tremble of your legs's giving a lot of signals, it's kinda arrogant of him to assume it's all to his advantage. But you couldn't stop the heavy sigh that fell from your lips, cursing yourself for knowing it's exactly what he wanted. He always got it when messing with you, it's unfair. So, so unfair.. It's not even funny how hard your heart banged against your ribcage, the adrenaline that shoot through your veins just by such simple words. He didn't even do anything yet, but look at your condition. Saeran sat back up, cupping your heated cheek.
"It's a bit different what I want to do with you. Do you think you can handle that?"
That.. doesn't sound good– You swallowed the lump in the back of your throat, not sure what to expect you nodded before going through your options. Saeran rewarded you by giving you another kiss to the cheek. No wonder you're dizzy, he's going from demanding to considerate all the time, this devil will be the death of you. Saeran ran his hand over your side until he's deep enough to push his fingertips under your shorts. You twitched by the touch, biting your tongue though since he's still in acceptable territory.
He ruined the goodwill you're having left for him completely when taking the hem of your pants to pull it down. Ohmygod– Your legs snapped shut to prevent him from embarrassing you any further, that's not going to happen. In his room? On his bed? Was he serious? Before he's given the chance to try again, you sat back up.
"Y-You can't undress me! Not i-in here–"
"Angel."
His tone's serious, quite strict. It caused your jaw to snap shut again. Saeran breathed out loudly before placing his hand to the back of your head, brining you close enough for a kiss. Instead he titled your head by pressing his nose against your temple. You whined, out of protest? Out of desperation? You're not sure anymore. Saeran's breath's hot against your flushed skin.
"I already saw you naked. Stop being ashamed and let me do this."
Oh right– The incident of the beach flashed back into your head, now that's even more embarrassing. What's there for you to chose when he's being so stubborn? Probably nothing, that's why you laid back down in defeat. Saeran mumbled a little thank you to continue what he'd been doing, pulling down your pants. Unable to watch any of this happening, you threw your arm over your eyes to hide away in the dark. At least that's bearable. You heard the fabric hit the floor, making you painfully self-aware.
"Just relax, okay? Breathe through and let me touch you."
It's easy for him to say that, he's not the one getting exposed on the other's bed. Regardless, you breathed through and held back a sound by the feeling of both his hands taking hold of your thighs. I'm so done for again! It's almost like you're angry with yourself after he pushed them apart some more. His fingers caught you off guard, rubbing slow circles into your underwear. You couldn't say anything, therefore you tried to get his hand off you. It took you by surprise, you needed to prepare your mind more.
Yet Saeran didn't let you, he just grabbed your wrist to keep your hand beside your head. You sighed, of course he wouldn't let that happen, what were you expecting. Your body squirmed a bit under the pressure of his fingers, it's beging to run down your legs like electricity. Filling your mind with other things than shame, having you heat up in the good way where every single nerve's tingling in need of more. Damn this, honestly.. As long as he's silent, you're okay with his touch. Your back ached slightly off the mattress when he made a quick movement to get into your underwear instead.
"Is it good?"
Suddenly you realized he's watching you, he must've the entire time you're sinking into thoughts or pleasure. You lifted the arm from your eyes for a moment, meeting his own which didn't give any specific emotion. Not that he's tense, he's just hard to read most of the time. You unconsciously licked over your lips, nodding instead of using words. It's pretty safe to assume your voice's out of order. Saeran pulled the thin fabric from your body with one hand, then.
"Let's play the game, shall we? I explain the rules."
He chuckled after hearing you gasp in surprise, you didn't expect for him to crawl over your body in order to straddle you. For a good moment your brain's malfunctioning, you've never seen him in that position before. He'd been under you, beside you as well but never hovering above your shape like that. It filled you with panic. I'm not ready!! Before you're having time to point out how unprepared you felt for him to do this, he lifted his right hand into your sight. Oh that's not– The spit stayed stuck in your throat, it's not what you suspected to happen. Why the fuck does he have that.
"It's easy. I'll use a remote control, but you can't come undone until I say so."
You couldn't help but shiver once again, that's not what you expected even remotely. That thing's fucking pink! Where the hell did he get that. On one hand you're curious, on the other, however, it's probably a bliss to stay ignorant. What's this game supposed to be? Waiting for him to give you premission? It showed so badly at times, you're almost sorry for him. It's very obvious that Saeran needed absolute control over things that might not go the way he wished. His voice brought you back into the moment.
"So? Game on?"
"What do I g-get when I win?"
If you're going to play this silly game after his rules, you at least wanted some kind of reward when doing it correctly. I swear to God if he's going to say this game's the reward.. Would be a nice try, but nothing you're accepting. You waited, he seemed to think about it before shrugging his shoulders in a playful manner.
"I take you to a candlelight dinner."
I– You stared at him, repeating what he just said. The smile that crept back over his face's enough to know he's aware you would like that. It's not fair, did he even know what it meant to you? The butterflies inside your stomach seemed to fly through the entire room, hopefully he would mistake the blush on your face for the heat of temperature. Man.. He's never playing fair. You looked back to the toy in his hand, deciding that giving it a try couldn't hurt. Saeran knew what he's doing, he wouldn't hurt you.
"...Fine. B-But please be careful."
He huffed amused before leaning over you, meeting your lips with his. Your hands ran up to feel the red strands of hair falling chaotically over your fingers, trying to relax your body as much as possible. A candlelight dinner with Saeran's not a bad thought, actually, it's really sweet. The man above you pulled away just enough to let you breathe when placing the toy against your entrance. You're that close to yelp helplessly.
"H-How about y-you let me prepare?!?"
"No need. It's not like you didn't have fun with yourself this morning. Hm?"
Your body froze in place. How.. How the fuck did he know? Did that bastard fucking spy on your or what? Damn devil. After seeing the shock written all over your face, Saeran couldn't help himself as he laughed out loud. You're about to throw hands or the cup at his head, for that matter, but he kissed your cheek.
"You need to learn how to close your doors, honey."
He whispered before pushing the toy back against your entrance, hushing you as your body tensed up again. You couldn't even focus on the fact he'd seen you this morning, you swore to the heavens your door had been closed. How embarrassing. How shameful. You wanted to delete that fact from your brain forever, instead you're torn back to reality after he pushed the tip in. Shit! Your hands immediately reached back to get a grip in his hair, the slight growl in the back of his throat's having you weak for a moment.
"Fuck Saeran, I-I never had–"
"Shh, I know. Just relax. I promise it'll be fine, lovely. Focus on your breathing."
The assurance helped, if you liked or not. You did what asked and concentrated on your breath instead, your chest falling heavily and lifting again. At least he spared you the horror of taking off your shirt as well. Damn.. You bit down your lower lip, the taste of iron soon filling your mouth when he continued to push the vibrator. Just how much more? You felt torn apart already, it's too much again. But somehow Saeran must've picked up the thought as he leaned back down to give you little kisses. They're just as sweet. Not fitting to the situation at all.
"You're doing good, okay? Just stay relaxed. You know I won't ever hurt you."
You didn't notice the tears in the corners of your eyes, only once he wiped them away. Why am I crying..? You're uncertain, it's not that you're sad or scared. Maybe his words somehow managed to get you emotional. Saeran didn't resist when you turned his head back to yours, kissing him deeper this time as you licked your tongue over his lower lip. He let you in, tasting the remaining flavor of ice cream before he pushed. Just when you thought you're going to cry again, he stopped. He even took his hand away.
"There. Not so bad, right?"
"W-What..? It's–"
Aware you're unable to finish that sentence, Saeran nodded. Well, it's much, that's certain. Yet it's not as bad as you feared. You couldn't watch his face any longer, instead you put your arm back over your eyes. I'm so done for.. Saeran's giggle brought you back into the moment, before you're having the time to question why he's laughing to himself, he turned the damn thing on. And as if the sound alone's not embarrassing enough, the feeling's new, overwhelming even.
"Hah- fuck!!"
You couldn't stop yourself from cursing, it's like your entire body's vibrating. Is that what's supposed to happen? What the hell is that guy doing to you? Saeran climbed back to sit down on the bed, his weight shifted and so did the feeling that's causing your eyes to tear up again. It's unfamiliar, it's good though. It felt really good. Too good- You're unable to say anything regarding the situation, too occupied to keep your body from losing relation to reality. Oh my god... You're feeling the fire spread throughout your veins already, by how unprepared you were it's no wonder it's already reaching limits.
"Seems like you're having a good time with that, don't you sweetheart?"
You couldn't bite back, his hand ran over your bare thigh. His fingertips were even more sensitive against your skin by the vibration, like he's doing the same thing. The air caught in the back of your throat, hearing Saeran hum with the sound of the toy overweighting your own breathing even. His hand.. It wandered up, touching your bare belly after going underneath your shirt. How come he's so cold now. You gasped, but by the shift on the bed it turned into a pathetic moan.
"Sae.. Saeran– too m-much.. Your hand.."
"It's fine, you can handle it. God.. you look so good right now. I should take a photo."
He's teasing, at least you prayed for that to be the case. You reached down to do the job yourself and release you from that constant shiver when feeling your body being torn apart by simple motions. Yet Saeran grabbed your wrist a second time to keep your hands away, earning both a growl in protest and a whine when increasing the speed. Oh fuck that's not– Your back ached from the bed, no way you're going to survive this. You're already burning from head to toe, especially when becoming aware that he's still watching your every respond and move.
"Remember, little one. You can't come undone until I allow you, so hold yourself back a bit."
Asshole! You gritted your teeth by that comment, taking a tight grip around the sheets to find some stability in your current state, when being so close to lose yourself in all the torturing pleasure. You've never been so close to reach your peak before, probably because the way your entire body's shaking's enough to make you sensitive in the worse way possible. It surprised you when his lips tasted your neck, that's not helping. On the contrary, his touch's like soft needless on your skin.
No way you're able to hold out when he's kissing your skin. I can't.. The tears formed back in the conrers of your eyes, how can every single inch of your body feel that vulnerable, how's it possible for your legs to tremble like that. You pushed him by the chest, trying anything to get him to stop without your voice being available. Saeran just made a low sound, almost threatening and you swore you're going to moan again.
"I can't- ah.. S-Saeran, I'm gonna.."
Right when feeling pushed over the edge, everything stopped. Your body suddenly's still like a rock and the constant noise of the vibrator's gone. What? You're confused like hell, but above all, pissed. You're so close, you could feel your abdomen twitch. If your vision would've been focused, you would've said Saeran seemed amused in a wicked way. That damn devil–
"No good. I told you I'm the one deciding on that, you don't get to choose."
He's almost happy he cut you off, what the hell? You tried to move and get the release yourself, yet he stopped you right away by pressing his hand back against your hips. Not fair.. Frustration rose up in your throat, it must've shown on your face as Saeran softened his stone cold facade.
"If you want to cum, all you have to do's the one thing you hate giving me."
Confused because you're still high on your bliss, you breathed through. Saeran leaned back in, whispering the words into your ear and seeing the goosebumps that ran down your arms because of the imitate sound.
"Beg to me, baby girl."
You moaned pathetically by that order. It's not like you're having a choice anyways, you just wanted him to continue so the fire inside your body's going to wash into satisfaction. You want that?! You couldn't yell out loud, instead you grabbed a fistful of his hair to keep him down against your ear. Fine, you get it!
"Please, S-Saeran! I b-beg you, I'm gonna cry if– if necessary. Just don't stop..! Please let me f-finish.."
"Fuck (N).. You drive me insane."
No time to question that statement, the sound and feeling of him pushing the button came back to life. It's not even needed to threaten him with tears, they already ran back down over your temple. Your body tensed completely, his kiss didn't help to find stability either. But it's hot, the wild feeling it held when he pushed your head back into the pillow from just the pressure of his tongue against yours. God-! It took you lots of selfcontrol to not yell when you're pushed over the edge. It's way too intense, its way too overwhelming to realize correctly.
The feeling inside continued to keep you trembling even when the release washed down your veins, making you more sensitive to everything than you already were. Saeran's quick to latch on and make the torture stop, all you're able to witness's your own heavy breathing. And the tired whine that escaped you after he pulled that goddamn toy out. What the fuck did I just do again... Now that your better judgement's coming back into your conscious, you kinda wanted to sink into the ground and never come back.
"Here, you should drink something."
The young man with minty eyes held out a water bottle, yet you're unable to take it. What's he doing to you? How did he make you do these humiliating things in front of his eyes all the time? It's not fair. You took the the blanket instead to cover your body and roll over to the side. You're still shaking, no way your body's going to calm down anytime soon. All that's left of you's a puddle of satisfied mud, but at what cost, really.
"Hey.. Princess, don't hide away."
You almost snorted by that pouting tone in his usual rough voice. Wow.. Saeran pulled you back out of your cover, turing to see the face of yours. With the head back in the pillows, something's uncharacteristically soft inside his facial features. His hands felt cool against your cheeks, his lips soft when kissing your forehead.
"You did great, I'm proud of you."
"D-Don't talk to me like I'm some toddler, mind you."
He chuckled, forcing you to smile as well. Maybe it's not that bad, you could forgive this and move on without thinking about the embarrassment ever again. Saeran reached out the bottle a second time, you took it now. Your throat's indeed pretty dry.
"Thanks for playing with me, lovely. I had a lot of fun with you."
You're not sure if you could bought that. But the comfortable shimmer inside his bright eyes made it all worth it, it's always nice to see him find peace and relax. You sighed, rubbing your forehead before feeling a particular question suffocate your throat. He promised.. Although he probably forgot about it already, you're not going to let him take the victory that's yours so easily.
"So.. Will y-you take me out to a candlelight dinner then..?"
Why do I feel so scared of rejection..? Saeran's always playing these silly games with you, he seemed to enjoy your shy manner a tad too much at times. Yet these things didn't quite fit into his schedule, Saeran's not the most romantic person out there. And maybe he didn't really mean it? What if he's not interested in such a thing after all? No, insecurities.. You told yourself with wavering confidence. Saeran placed the bottle down again, another lightheaded giggle filling the room. It's making your heart bleed when he winked at you.
"Of course, bet is bet. Besides.. You deserve it after doing so good for me, my angel."