Of Boring Galas, Captivating Scenery and Tongue-Tied Bastards
Title: Of Boring Galas...
ChangJess Challenge #(2) - Dedicated to thetaintedblade because she brought on my shipping of the absolutely random couple because of her story, Our Path of Gold. I <3 yoooouuuuuu kimmy-chan!!!! ^o^ Enjoy hun cuz I actually wrote a fucking smut scene for once!!! ChangJess ftw!!!! :D
And thank you to the ever awesome Chris aka queen_anything for helping me edit this hot mess XD love yoooouuuuuu dear <3<3<3
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...Beauty isn't only about glitz and glamour or how it is seen in the eyes of the beholder...It's a feature that describe one's soul...
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She was a marvel in a shimmering crimson red halter top gown that wrapped around ever single curve on her body like a second skin. The the halter top design had real gems embroidered under the bust on a thick band of golden ribbon gave her breasts an ample lift and a gold chain that connected the neck piece of the gown, another golden chain was tied loosely around her tiny waist and both chains were dotted with small jewels. Her stunning gown was also backless and had two lengthy slits on either side of her gown that went from mid thigh and all the way down to the end of the dress, exposing the milky white skin of her freshly waxed, well toned and blemish-less legs and her matching gold strappy stiletto heels.
In short, she looked like a vision in red and was easily the bet damn looking woman in the ballroom that night because Jessica Jung was not just anything, if not a goddess of beauty in the flesh.
The corners of her glossy rose pink lips tilted up as she flashed everyone in the room an angelic and unassuming smile, captivating them all with her spell. The face of an angel but the soul of a devil? Honestly, how ironic was that? The mere thought made her giggle. She wasn't a saint but she wasn't a demon either. Stereotypes were completely unnecessary. She was a Jung, and therefore she was a lady. Class, grace and beauty were in her genetic makeup, it wasn't as if she could help it.
She could feel the stares of every single soul in the room directed straight at her and she couldn't help but smirk. She looked damn good, and not only did she know it but so did everyone else. Sure, the lust filled gazes of the men and envious glares of the women became tiring after a while, but being the social butterfly that she was, she would brush off those expected occurrences and mingle with the people, spreading her influence to whoever she saw fit at the moment, even though she felt more like a wallflower at the moment.
It was at that exact moment when she could feel that all too familiar calculating gaze on her figure. No matter where she went or no matter who she was with, there was no way that she could mistake that feeling anywhere.
She shivered lightly and turned as gracefully as possible to meet the full on stare of one very smug Shim Changmin, looking absolutely drop dead gorgeous in a simple but nonetheless expensive full black Armani tuxedo and hair carefully slicked back to perfection, the only touch of colour in his whole attire was the silver tie that was tied around his neck. He may have looked laid-back and almost uncaring, with his cool demeanor and his hands shoved into his pockets, but his eyes gave his motives away as he determinedly held her gaze in an in invisible iron grip. He roved over her features from head to toe, literally undressing her with his eyes and he even had the gall to lewdly smirk at her. She raised an eyebrow at him curiously and he winked at her. If Changmin wasn't a pervert all the time then she really wouldn't know what else to expect from him, besides his usual sarcasm.
Feeling a bit starved for company, she was about to make her move and grace him with her presence when a random skinny brunette, who was scantily clad in a way too short turquoise blue strapless dress and black five inch stripper heels strutted over to him and blatantly started flirting, not even trying to be subtle in the way that she was almost rubbing herself all over him. What was worse was the fact that he was actually humoring her by flirting back.
Seriously, did he just happen to forget about her presence? Ugh, the sight made her sick to her stomach. She would rather be anywhere but there at the moment. Next thing you know, he might start dry-humping that wannabe right in front of her eyes.
Just when she thought she could get away from him and his womanizing ways, he appears right before her and flaunts himself around as if to taunt her. She snorted and rolled her eyes at the thought, quickly flipping her long wavy blonde hair behind her shoulder and turning away from the scene before her. Then again, did she really have any say over what Changmin did or did not do?
She decided to keep her temper in check and take a breather before she ended up breaking someone's neck just for the fun of it. She wasn't one to make a fool of herself in public over such trivial matters of the heart.
Unfortunately or fortunately for her, before she could even muse any more on the situation, a bold group of men made their way over to her as a means to grab her attention. She was by all means flattered, but it was obvious that they were just trying to see which one of them could get her into bed for the night. She mentally rolled her eyes at their pitiful attempts but she decided to play along regardless. If Changmin could flirt with any girl that he pleased then she could certainly flirt with any guy she felt like as well. As they say, two can play that game...
Eventually growing tired of the seemingly endless compliments and attention, she politely excused herself with a polite smile and waltzed away from them. They barely managed to hide their obvious disappointment but honestly, she couldn't give a fuck. Even if they combined their brains and personalities, it still wouldn't be enough to add up to a desirable partner. Simply put...They just weren't her type.
She momentarily wondered why the hell she was at this ball in the first place...Just to look pretty or to actually contribute something of value to this snooze fest? Really, what was the point of buttering up to these snobby, deceitful, wealthy prudes anyways? But alas, it was always best to play nice. Yunho wasn't the only one who could be a cold conniving bastard when he was pissed off. Jessica, of course, learned from the best.
She wandered up the spiraling staircase and along the luxuriously decorated hallway, absent mindedly glancing at the expensive paintings lined up against the walls, letting her feet guide her until she reached the wide glass doors of the balcony. She pushed open the doors with a hidden strength and sighed in relief as she felt the cool night air whisper against her skin, instantly washing away her conflicting emotions. She breathed in, reveling in crisp scent of the night and listening carefully to the quiet chitter of the nocturnal creatures.
Carefully, she stepped over to railing to brace her arms against it and look out into the expansive landscape. The mansion was located near a spring and surrounded by a dense forest, and the scenery was absolutely beautiful, especially bathed in the glow of the moonlight. Speaking of moonlight, she lifted her head up to gaze at the large round full moon that illuminated the night sky and the countless stars that twinkled against the dark backdrop.
She was so captivated, that she wished for a second that she brought her camera. She'd been all over the world, to so many cities, but there was nothing like the simpler things in life that could leave her this mesmerized for long. That was why her villa in Italy felt so much like home to her, she was far enough from the city that she could feel at peace and one with the world around her and oblivious to the watchful eyes behind her...
She may have been completely entranced by nature...but he was completely entranced by her. In the silver glow of the moonlight, she was more radiant than any woman he had ever laid his eyes on before. She could sparkle even when she was at her wits end in her worst hour. It was no secret that she was pretty, but she was way more than that...She was the epitome of beauty...Inside and out...
He may have followed her initially, just to get her flustered just for the fun of it, but he had no idea that he'd be left staring at her like a lovesick puppy. He was already stunned by her appearance at the party below, but now he was downright flabberghasted. She was immaculate...
Realizing that he was at a loss for words and silent for far too long, he cleared his throat in order to dispel the growing tension within himself and to announce his presence.
She tensed visibly before relaxing once more, not once turning to face him. He almost pouted at the lack of concern she showed towards him.
"What do you want, Shim?" she muttered, her expression calm, but her voice showing how annoyed she was by him interrupting her stargazing session.
She always seemed to know where he was and what he was doing, he really needed to find out soon if being psychic was one of her hobbies. Judging from her tone, she didn't really seem in the mood to mingle. But why? Was he really that much of a nuisance or was there something else that was going on in her mind. She knew that he liked her, so why did she have to be so stand-offish now? He had no ulterior motives at this point in time.
God damnit, if she wasn't so damn gorgeous right now he would have no problem giving her one of his snarky remarks or innuendos. Without even restraining himself, he said the first thing that came to his mind at that moment.
"You look even more radiant and perfect than the moon and all the stars in the night's sky, that I can hardly even find the words to describe how angellic and breath taking you look right now," he blurted out unabashed.
She froze, probably from the shock of him even bothering to compliment her in the first place. He mentally slapped himself for being such a sap and cast his eyes to the ground.
Shim Changmin did not get flustered in front of pretty women, most certainly if one of those pretty women was Jung Jessica, the sister of his closest and most cherished associate and friend. Besides, he's more than positive that Yunho would break him in half with his bare hands if he ever found out that he was head over heels in love with his sister. Snapping out of his reverie, he glanced up to find her staring him down as if she was seeing him for the first time.
Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, he nervously scratched at the back of his head with his hand. If he thought that she was breathtaking before then he was sorely mistaken. Seeing her up close and face to face, he couldn't compare her to anything less than a goddess of the highest honour. He almost felt the need to gape at her...or throw her over his shoulder and fuck her into oblivion...But that last option could wait for a while, because Shim Changmin did not gape.
If he didn't glimpse her lips moving at that time, he would have never noticed that she even asked a question. He blinked slowly and straightened himself up, before asking her as intelligently as he could, "What?"
She huffed at him, growing impatient but chose to repeat her question nonetheless.
"I asked you if you meant what you said?"
"...Meant what...?"
"Damn it, Shim!!!" she snapped at him, hands on her hips as she glared at him. He swore he could feel her piercing stare drilling a hole into his soul.
Suddenly, it dawned on him that she was was talking about his previous statement where he complimented her beauty. At first he wondered why she wouldn't believe his words. Then he realized that he had never actually given her a decent compliment besides calling her hot, sexy or his favourite...absolutely fuckable.
Focusing his gaze on her right now, he could see past the anger in her eyes, and zero on the tiny bit of vulnerability buried deep within her chocolate hued irises and the pinkish tinge to her cheeks. Jessica may have acted like she owned the world sometimes, but she was still so very self-conscious and it was almost endearing. And now...It was his time to smirk once more...Apparently, his statement caught her off guard. He felt his confidence return to him. He was in charge again, and he loved being in charge.
"Now, now...I wonder what I could have possibly said to make you this...Flustered," he taunted in a husky tone, amusement evident in his eyes as he strode over to her place at the balcony, purposefully boxing her in with his arms now settled on either side of her body.
She clucked her tongue at him, and gave him an all-knowing stare, "Just because I ask you to repeat one damn sentence you have to come all the way over here to try and distract me because you want to defend your pride,"
She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, her glossy pink lips pressed together. Those same lips, that now captured his attention...
"I'm going to do way more than to merely distract you..." he whispered seductively, tangling his fingers in her blonde locks and pulling her head closer to capture her mouth in a searing liplock, before she could even think about protesting.
He could taste the well aged Merlot wine on her tongue, her lips and in moist wet cavern as his tongue explored every nook and cranny with languid strokes. His hands drifted lower and lower until they clasped around the curve of her backside and she moaned into his mouth, shifting her warm tiny frame closer to him, leaving not even a centimeter of space between them. He slid his hand under the silky material of her ruby coloured gown and marveled at the feel of her bare skin beneath his calloused fingertips until he found the ... feel of her lace panties.
His cock stirred within the confines of his charcoal black pants and he hitched her long smooth slender legs around his waist before raising her ass on to the top of the railing. She locked her ankles around his ass, allowing her to straddle him as she saw fit.
When they parted for air, they were both breathing hard and panting, eyes glazed over with pure unadulterated lust. Her lip gloss was smeared, her cheeks were flushed, her hair was tousled and he could feel her pert nipples against his chest. Oh good lord, she wasn't even wearing a damn bra. Being risque was always a turn on.
She looked absolutely ravishing, and to ravish her he would...In due time... He buried his head at the junction between her neck and her shoulder, breathing in the subtle but sweet scent of jasmine and gardenia with a hint of rose petals and baby's breath. He hummed in approval, then letting his tongue lick a slow, wet trail from the base of her neck to the lobe of her ear, then taking his time to blow along the path of his saliva. She shivered oh so deliciously at his ministrations.
"Hey princess, as much as I'd love to fuck you right here, right now, I think we might need to take this to a more secluded area before some poor drunk soul walks in on you naked," he murmured huskily into her ear, choosing to busy himself by nibbling on her lobe while waiting for her response.
"Who says I'll be the only one losing their clothes?" she purred back at him, and though he couldn't see her face, he could most definitely picture that smirk on her pouty pink lips, and it made him hard.
Her fingers danced across the muscles in his back and down the curve of his spine. He groaned into her neck and groped her thighs for leverage.
"If we don't move now, I won't think twice about bending you over and pounding into you mercilessly," his tone was raspy and almost desperate, and she hummed as if in consideration.
"Well then let's get moving Shim, giddy up now boy!!"
"So I take it that you're going to be riding me?"
"That can be arranged..."
"Ok, time to go find a room!!!" Changmin quickly lifted her off the railing with a whoosh, and sent her a wink. She stuck her tongue out him and he had to restrain himself from kissing her senseless, just at the sight of that pink muscle.
He needed to concentrate on finding a secluded room if they were to even think about continuing their...Sexcapade? The term made him smirk. It really did seem kind of appropriate to use at the moment.
To any other person, it would have seemed rather strange for anyone to be carrying a woman in such a matter without immediately concluding that they were getting intimate. If the person thought otherwise, then they were either naive or an idiot. Because Changmin had common sense, he would prefer to have his sexual relations remaining behind closed doors.
Spying what seemed like a bedroom door to his left, he took a few strides over to it before kicking it open with his long leg, giving the room a quick once over and then closing the door with his foot once again. Zoning in on the king sized bed covered in midnight blue sheets that lay in the centre of the room, he walked over the bed and promptly dropped the very much still horny blonde on the covers.
"You could have at least tried to be a little more gentle. I'm a lady not a ragdoll you barbarian," She chided him, as if talking to a child, and puffed out her cheeks.
He glowered down at her, shrugged his jacket off from his shoulders, loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes, "Rough sex is the best kind of sex, sweetheart,"
She rolled her eyes at him and wagged her finger in his face. He raised his eyebrow at her, questioning her with his eyes. An idea popped into her head and she sent him a smouldering look whilst biting her lip. He all but gulped at the action.
In one fluid movement, she swung her legs around the side of the bed and hopped off the bed. As soon as she arose to her feet, he was pushed down on to the bed. Now their positions were reversed and Jessica was the one in control. She was tiny but she was way stronger than she looked. Just because she wasn't her brother, didn't mean that she couldn't defend herself or send a grown man to his knees.
The blonde smirked sexily at him, immensely enjoying his reaction and looked every bit like a tempting vixen. She reached behind her neck to unclasp the jeweled chain of the gown's halter top and stepped out of her golden stilettos. His eyes nearly popped out of his head at her bold action.
The dress slithered down her body like a crimson fluid and pooled around her ankles in silken waves. Jung Jessica was here in front of him, right before his eyes...Bare, ready and waiting in only her nude coloured lace panties.
She was all his for the taking. No fantasy from his wet dreams could compare to the erotic sight before him now. He was transfixed with awe at the blonde vixen.
He could feel his member straining painfully against the confines of his pants, but he could do nothing to control the full raging hard on he was experiencing. His eyes studied every single curve on her lean voluptuous body. She was tiny but she had every bit of a model figure, from her ample bosom, hour glass figure, long toned legs and of course her plump little rear, she could make any woman envious.
Starting from the foot of the bed, she crawled over to him like a feline predator, not ceasing her journey until she was fully straddling his hips. She looked down on him, playing the role of the cat who ate the canary to a tee. She sent him a victory smirk before grabbing him by his silver tie and attacking his mouth with hers. That action was all the incentive he needed to take the lead in their battle of tongues. She moaned into his mouth and his cock twitched at the sound.
His long muscled arms wrapped around her tiny waist to drag their groins closer together. He could feel the heat of her core through his pants and wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off and take her. He could feel the hunger, the desire, the wanting and the desperation in their kiss as they battled for dominance.
She rocked her hips against him and commenced a slow, steady grind. He growled against her lips and squeezed her ass. She mewled like a kitten at the added pressure. He could feel himself growing with pleasure, the pit of his stomach becoming hot and tight.
In a flurry of movements, his tie was ripped from around his neck, his shirt was ripped open and his pants were dragged down his hips, leaving him in nothing but his black silk boxers. She parted from his lips to nip a path of lovebites all the way down his sculpted chest, to his belly button where she dipped her tongue into the shallow coven. He gasped, and arched his hips up. Taking her sweet time, she kissed along the slender trickle of hair from his belly button down to his groin, and with every kiss his heartbeat increased.
As soon as she reached his boxers, she pouted at him, looking disappointed that her journey was over so soon, but she waved off the matter as she palmed his ever prominent erection through his boxers. He groaned, fisting his hands into the sheets beneath him to restrain himself. Smirking evilly, she gave his length a good squeeze, causing him to whimper as she experimented playfully with his member.
"S-Stop teasing me, princess," he growled. She raised an elegant eyebrow at him, as if challenging him.
Taking her bait, he used the moment to surprise her. Within seconds, he sat up straight and tugged her legs towards him, causing her light body to fall flat against the bed, and allowing him to hover over her figure. She stared up at him in shock and he smirked down at her. Their positions were reversed once again.
"This, is what you call foreplay" his mouth descended upon her right breast, enclosing his lips around the rose coloured bud, licking and sucking at the nipple until she was whimpering and writhing beneath him.
She threaded her fingers into his thick dark hair, mussing up his perfectly coiffed do, but he could care less. His other hand reached up to tug at her other nipple, making her release a yelp, before trailing down her toned stomach, past her wet panties (that he all but ripped from her slim hips) to bury one lone finger within the depths of her moist core. Her body jerked in response, a low moan being drawn from her throat. He added another finger, and another one, as he steadily fucked her with three fingers, working the muscles within her until he found her sweet spot. She snapped her hips back and forth to meet his fingers, murmuring incoherent nonsense as he fingered her mercilessly and switched his mouth back and forth between nipples.
She was currently a writhing mass of nerves beneath him, and he would have it no other way, but he wanted to pause the foreplay and go straight in for the real event. He gave her nipple one last nip and removed his hand from between her legs. She whined at the loss of contact, sounding very much like a helpless puppy, but he silenced her with his lips in return. Sliding out his boxers, he positioned himself between her legs, his dripping member poking into her thigh and barely gave her a second to prepare herself before plunging straight into her entrance.
Changmin moaned at the heat surrounding his cock and Jessica arched off the bed, her mouth left wide open in a silent scream. Her inner walls clenched around his length, immediately trying to adjust to his side and he buried himself even further inside. He let out a feral growl before thrusting into her ruthlessly, back and forth, back and forth, setting the pace for her to follow. She met each and every one of his thrusts with her hips, bringing her legs to tangle themselves around his tapered hips to draw him in closer to her.
He captured her glossy lips once more and groaned into her mouth. She thrashed wantonly beneath him, panting and moaning, loving every second of his endless pounding. She could feel the pressure building up within her and she needed a release. His thrusts were becoming increasingly frantic and she could tell that he was close.
Their bodies were moving in unison, both glazed over with a thin layer of sweat, twisting and writhing against each other as if their lives depended on it. Then when the orgasm hit it was like a tsunami of unrestrained pleasure washed over them, as a blinding white light flashed through their senses, spasm rocking through their bodies like small tremors. The came screaming each others names over and over again, until they were both hoarse and exhausted.
At long last, he fell on top, boneless and tired, after emptying his seed within her depths and her milking his cock with her juices.
"Sleep tight, princess," he murmured, whilst planting a chaste kiss on top of her blonde head and bringing his arms to rest around her smaller form. She grunted in response and snuggled into his warmth, her consciousness fading away quickly. They were sweaty, tired and messy, after fucking like two depraved teenagers or bunnies on overdrive...and honestly, it couldn't have been any more perfect.
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Sometime later, she awoke to the gentle feeling of her hair being brushed by nimble fingers and the sound of humming. She yawned, then cracked open her eyes to peer around her, noticing the unfamiliar room. Suddenly, she remembered the nights events and she had to restrain herself from slapping herself in the head for being such a slowpoke. She sighed and wondered why her usually sardonic and mischievous partner was so silent.
"A penny for your thoughts?" she asked soothingly, trying to ease the tension and to get him to at least say something.
"I really did mean it when I said that you were more radiant than the moon and the stars in the sky at that moment, but now I realized that I was mistaken...I prefer you like this, naked and bare, with no fancy clothes, extravagant makeup or expensive accessories... Because, because...I feel like you're giving me the opportunity to see the real you. As if you're exposing soul to me and only me," he murmured with a small smile whilst caressing her face with his hand. Her breath caught in her throat at his honest and pure words, and she could feel her face reddening, her heart beat resounding in her ears. She was completely speechless. Just how the hell did someone react to Shim Changmin being sincere and compassionate anyways? She was at a definite loss for words, hell...She could almost feel tears prickling at her eyes. When did she turn into such a softie?
Without warning, he grasped her chin and forced her face up, so that she could look at him. She couldn't help the shyness that washed over her, the man was just so damn unpredictable and frustrating...but she liked that about him, didn't she?
She nervously peered up at him, her heart warming at the tenderness in his mismatched eyes, and she couldn't help the small smile that crept on to her face. Seeming him so close, she could notice every single feature on his face and confirmed that yes, Shim Changmin was very, very handsome. Which made her realize that, she also had a confession to make...She liked him in moments like these as well...After all, he had the most adorable smile...
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"Hey Jess, I'm hungry..."
"You tell me thus after we've finished fucking and getting ready to leave this room as inconspicuously as possible?!!" she screeched at him in disbelief.
"At least I didn't say it while we were fucking," he defended, she snorted at him and chose to focus her efforts into finding her other ruby earring.
"Shim Changmin, you are an insatiable prat," she muttered, shaking her head at him.
"Well...Only when it comes to you my dear," he told her smugly.
It was then Changmin realized that his new addiction wasn't only food anymore...It was Jung Jessica...
...Yup, Yunho was definitely going to torture him into oblivion and burn him alive when he found out that he and Jessica were definitely fucking...and maybe more...
ChangJess Challenge #(2) - Dedicated to thetaintedblade because she brought on my shipping of the absolutely random couple because of her story, Our Path of Gold. I <3 yoooouuuuuu kimmy-chan!!!! ^o^ Enjoy hun cuz I actually wrote a fucking smut scene for once!!! ChangJess ftw!!!! :D
And thank you to the ever awesome Chris aka queen_anything for helping me edit this hot mess XD love yoooouuuuuu dear <3<3<3
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...Beauty isn't only about glitz and glamour or how it is seen in the eyes of the beholder...It's a feature that describe one's soul...
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She was a marvel in a shimmering crimson red halter top gown that wrapped around ever single curve on her body like a second skin. The the halter top design had real gems embroidered under the bust on a thick band of golden ribbon gave her breasts an ample lift and a gold chain that connected the neck piece of the gown, another golden chain was tied loosely around her tiny waist and both chains were dotted with small jewels. Her stunning gown was also backless and had two lengthy slits on either side of her gown that went from mid thigh and all the way down to the end of the dress, exposing the milky white skin of her freshly waxed, well toned and blemish-less legs and her matching gold strappy stiletto heels.
In short, she looked like a vision in red and was easily the bet damn looking woman in the ballroom that night because Jessica Jung was not just anything, if not a goddess of beauty in the flesh.
The corners of her glossy rose pink lips tilted up as she flashed everyone in the room an angelic and unassuming smile, captivating them all with her spell. The face of an angel but the soul of a devil? Honestly, how ironic was that? The mere thought made her giggle. She wasn't a saint but she wasn't a demon either. Stereotypes were completely unnecessary. She was a Jung, and therefore she was a lady. Class, grace and beauty were in her genetic makeup, it wasn't as if she could help it.
She could feel the stares of every single soul in the room directed straight at her and she couldn't help but smirk. She looked damn good, and not only did she know it but so did everyone else. Sure, the lust filled gazes of the men and envious glares of the women became tiring after a while, but being the social butterfly that she was, she would brush off those expected occurrences and mingle with the people, spreading her influence to whoever she saw fit at the moment, even though she felt more like a wallflower at the moment.
It was at that exact moment when she could feel that all too familiar calculating gaze on her figure. No matter where she went or no matter who she was with, there was no way that she could mistake that feeling anywhere.
She shivered lightly and turned as gracefully as possible to meet the full on stare of one very smug Shim Changmin, looking absolutely drop dead gorgeous in a simple but nonetheless expensive full black Armani tuxedo and hair carefully slicked back to perfection, the only touch of colour in his whole attire was the silver tie that was tied around his neck. He may have looked laid-back and almost uncaring, with his cool demeanor and his hands shoved into his pockets, but his eyes gave his motives away as he determinedly held her gaze in an in invisible iron grip. He roved over her features from head to toe, literally undressing her with his eyes and he even had the gall to lewdly smirk at her. She raised an eyebrow at him curiously and he winked at her. If Changmin wasn't a pervert all the time then she really wouldn't know what else to expect from him, besides his usual sarcasm.
Feeling a bit starved for company, she was about to make her move and grace him with her presence when a random skinny brunette, who was scantily clad in a way too short turquoise blue strapless dress and black five inch stripper heels strutted over to him and blatantly started flirting, not even trying to be subtle in the way that she was almost rubbing herself all over him. What was worse was the fact that he was actually humoring her by flirting back.
Seriously, did he just happen to forget about her presence? Ugh, the sight made her sick to her stomach. She would rather be anywhere but there at the moment. Next thing you know, he might start dry-humping that wannabe right in front of her eyes.
Just when she thought she could get away from him and his womanizing ways, he appears right before her and flaunts himself around as if to taunt her. She snorted and rolled her eyes at the thought, quickly flipping her long wavy blonde hair behind her shoulder and turning away from the scene before her. Then again, did she really have any say over what Changmin did or did not do?
She decided to keep her temper in check and take a breather before she ended up breaking someone's neck just for the fun of it. She wasn't one to make a fool of herself in public over such trivial matters of the heart.
Unfortunately or fortunately for her, before she could even muse any more on the situation, a bold group of men made their way over to her as a means to grab her attention. She was by all means flattered, but it was obvious that they were just trying to see which one of them could get her into bed for the night. She mentally rolled her eyes at their pitiful attempts but she decided to play along regardless. If Changmin could flirt with any girl that he pleased then she could certainly flirt with any guy she felt like as well. As they say, two can play that game...
Eventually growing tired of the seemingly endless compliments and attention, she politely excused herself with a polite smile and waltzed away from them. They barely managed to hide their obvious disappointment but honestly, she couldn't give a fuck. Even if they combined their brains and personalities, it still wouldn't be enough to add up to a desirable partner. Simply put...They just weren't her type.
She momentarily wondered why the hell she was at this ball in the first place...Just to look pretty or to actually contribute something of value to this snooze fest? Really, what was the point of buttering up to these snobby, deceitful, wealthy prudes anyways? But alas, it was always best to play nice. Yunho wasn't the only one who could be a cold conniving bastard when he was pissed off. Jessica, of course, learned from the best.
She wandered up the spiraling staircase and along the luxuriously decorated hallway, absent mindedly glancing at the expensive paintings lined up against the walls, letting her feet guide her until she reached the wide glass doors of the balcony. She pushed open the doors with a hidden strength and sighed in relief as she felt the cool night air whisper against her skin, instantly washing away her conflicting emotions. She breathed in, reveling in crisp scent of the night and listening carefully to the quiet chitter of the nocturnal creatures.
Carefully, she stepped over to railing to brace her arms against it and look out into the expansive landscape. The mansion was located near a spring and surrounded by a dense forest, and the scenery was absolutely beautiful, especially bathed in the glow of the moonlight. Speaking of moonlight, she lifted her head up to gaze at the large round full moon that illuminated the night sky and the countless stars that twinkled against the dark backdrop.
She was so captivated, that she wished for a second that she brought her camera. She'd been all over the world, to so many cities, but there was nothing like the simpler things in life that could leave her this mesmerized for long. That was why her villa in Italy felt so much like home to her, she was far enough from the city that she could feel at peace and one with the world around her and oblivious to the watchful eyes behind her...
She may have been completely entranced by nature...but he was completely entranced by her. In the silver glow of the moonlight, she was more radiant than any woman he had ever laid his eyes on before. She could sparkle even when she was at her wits end in her worst hour. It was no secret that she was pretty, but she was way more than that...She was the epitome of beauty...Inside and out...
He may have followed her initially, just to get her flustered just for the fun of it, but he had no idea that he'd be left staring at her like a lovesick puppy. He was already stunned by her appearance at the party below, but now he was downright flabberghasted. She was immaculate...
Realizing that he was at a loss for words and silent for far too long, he cleared his throat in order to dispel the growing tension within himself and to announce his presence.
She tensed visibly before relaxing once more, not once turning to face him. He almost pouted at the lack of concern she showed towards him.
"What do you want, Shim?" she muttered, her expression calm, but her voice showing how annoyed she was by him interrupting her stargazing session.
She always seemed to know where he was and what he was doing, he really needed to find out soon if being psychic was one of her hobbies. Judging from her tone, she didn't really seem in the mood to mingle. But why? Was he really that much of a nuisance or was there something else that was going on in her mind. She knew that he liked her, so why did she have to be so stand-offish now? He had no ulterior motives at this point in time.
God damnit, if she wasn't so damn gorgeous right now he would have no problem giving her one of his snarky remarks or innuendos. Without even restraining himself, he said the first thing that came to his mind at that moment.
"You look even more radiant and perfect than the moon and all the stars in the night's sky, that I can hardly even find the words to describe how angellic and breath taking you look right now," he blurted out unabashed.
She froze, probably from the shock of him even bothering to compliment her in the first place. He mentally slapped himself for being such a sap and cast his eyes to the ground.
Shim Changmin did not get flustered in front of pretty women, most certainly if one of those pretty women was Jung Jessica, the sister of his closest and most cherished associate and friend. Besides, he's more than positive that Yunho would break him in half with his bare hands if he ever found out that he was head over heels in love with his sister. Snapping out of his reverie, he glanced up to find her staring him down as if she was seeing him for the first time.
Suddenly feeling very self-conscious, he nervously scratched at the back of his head with his hand. If he thought that she was breathtaking before then he was sorely mistaken. Seeing her up close and face to face, he couldn't compare her to anything less than a goddess of the highest honour. He almost felt the need to gape at her...or throw her over his shoulder and fuck her into oblivion...But that last option could wait for a while, because Shim Changmin did not gape.
If he didn't glimpse her lips moving at that time, he would have never noticed that she even asked a question. He blinked slowly and straightened himself up, before asking her as intelligently as he could, "What?"
She huffed at him, growing impatient but chose to repeat her question nonetheless.
"I asked you if you meant what you said?"
"...Meant what...?"
"Damn it, Shim!!!" she snapped at him, hands on her hips as she glared at him. He swore he could feel her piercing stare drilling a hole into his soul.
Suddenly, it dawned on him that she was was talking about his previous statement where he complimented her beauty. At first he wondered why she wouldn't believe his words. Then he realized that he had never actually given her a decent compliment besides calling her hot, sexy or his favourite...absolutely fuckable.
Focusing his gaze on her right now, he could see past the anger in her eyes, and zero on the tiny bit of vulnerability buried deep within her chocolate hued irises and the pinkish tinge to her cheeks. Jessica may have acted like she owned the world sometimes, but she was still so very self-conscious and it was almost endearing. And now...It was his time to smirk once more...Apparently, his statement caught her off guard. He felt his confidence return to him. He was in charge again, and he loved being in charge.
"Now, now...I wonder what I could have possibly said to make you this...Flustered," he taunted in a husky tone, amusement evident in his eyes as he strode over to her place at the balcony, purposefully boxing her in with his arms now settled on either side of her body.
She clucked her tongue at him, and gave him an all-knowing stare, "Just because I ask you to repeat one damn sentence you have to come all the way over here to try and distract me because you want to defend your pride,"
She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, her glossy pink lips pressed together. Those same lips, that now captured his attention...
"I'm going to do way more than to merely distract you..." he whispered seductively, tangling his fingers in her blonde locks and pulling her head closer to capture her mouth in a searing liplock, before she could even think about protesting.
He could taste the well aged Merlot wine on her tongue, her lips and in moist wet cavern as his tongue explored every nook and cranny with languid strokes. His hands drifted lower and lower until they clasped around the curve of her backside and she moaned into his mouth, shifting her warm tiny frame closer to him, leaving not even a centimeter of space between them. He slid his hand under the silky material of her ruby coloured gown and marveled at the feel of her bare skin beneath his calloused fingertips until he found the ... feel of her lace panties.
His cock stirred within the confines of his charcoal black pants and he hitched her long smooth slender legs around his waist before raising her ass on to the top of the railing. She locked her ankles around his ass, allowing her to straddle him as she saw fit.
When they parted for air, they were both breathing hard and panting, eyes glazed over with pure unadulterated lust. Her lip gloss was smeared, her cheeks were flushed, her hair was tousled and he could feel her pert nipples against his chest. Oh good lord, she wasn't even wearing a damn bra. Being risque was always a turn on.
She looked absolutely ravishing, and to ravish her he would...In due time... He buried his head at the junction between her neck and her shoulder, breathing in the subtle but sweet scent of jasmine and gardenia with a hint of rose petals and baby's breath. He hummed in approval, then letting his tongue lick a slow, wet trail from the base of her neck to the lobe of her ear, then taking his time to blow along the path of his saliva. She shivered oh so deliciously at his ministrations.
"Hey princess, as much as I'd love to fuck you right here, right now, I think we might need to take this to a more secluded area before some poor drunk soul walks in on you naked," he murmured huskily into her ear, choosing to busy himself by nibbling on her lobe while waiting for her response.
"Who says I'll be the only one losing their clothes?" she purred back at him, and though he couldn't see her face, he could most definitely picture that smirk on her pouty pink lips, and it made him hard.
Her fingers danced across the muscles in his back and down the curve of his spine. He groaned into her neck and groped her thighs for leverage.
"If we don't move now, I won't think twice about bending you over and pounding into you mercilessly," his tone was raspy and almost desperate, and she hummed as if in consideration.
"Well then let's get moving Shim, giddy up now boy!!"
"So I take it that you're going to be riding me?"
"That can be arranged..."
"Ok, time to go find a room!!!" Changmin quickly lifted her off the railing with a whoosh, and sent her a wink. She stuck her tongue out him and he had to restrain himself from kissing her senseless, just at the sight of that pink muscle.
He needed to concentrate on finding a secluded room if they were to even think about continuing their...Sexcapade? The term made him smirk. It really did seem kind of appropriate to use at the moment.
To any other person, it would have seemed rather strange for anyone to be carrying a woman in such a matter without immediately concluding that they were getting intimate. If the person thought otherwise, then they were either naive or an idiot. Because Changmin had common sense, he would prefer to have his sexual relations remaining behind closed doors.
Spying what seemed like a bedroom door to his left, he took a few strides over to it before kicking it open with his long leg, giving the room a quick once over and then closing the door with his foot once again. Zoning in on the king sized bed covered in midnight blue sheets that lay in the centre of the room, he walked over the bed and promptly dropped the very much still horny blonde on the covers.
"You could have at least tried to be a little more gentle. I'm a lady not a ragdoll you barbarian," She chided him, as if talking to a child, and puffed out her cheeks.
He glowered down at her, shrugged his jacket off from his shoulders, loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes, "Rough sex is the best kind of sex, sweetheart,"
She rolled her eyes at him and wagged her finger in his face. He raised his eyebrow at her, questioning her with his eyes. An idea popped into her head and she sent him a smouldering look whilst biting her lip. He all but gulped at the action.
In one fluid movement, she swung her legs around the side of the bed and hopped off the bed. As soon as she arose to her feet, he was pushed down on to the bed. Now their positions were reversed and Jessica was the one in control. She was tiny but she was way stronger than she looked. Just because she wasn't her brother, didn't mean that she couldn't defend herself or send a grown man to his knees.
The blonde smirked sexily at him, immensely enjoying his reaction and looked every bit like a tempting vixen. She reached behind her neck to unclasp the jeweled chain of the gown's halter top and stepped out of her golden stilettos. His eyes nearly popped out of his head at her bold action.
The dress slithered down her body like a crimson fluid and pooled around her ankles in silken waves. Jung Jessica was here in front of him, right before his eyes...Bare, ready and waiting in only her nude coloured lace panties.
She was all his for the taking. No fantasy from his wet dreams could compare to the erotic sight before him now. He was transfixed with awe at the blonde vixen.
He could feel his member straining painfully against the confines of his pants, but he could do nothing to control the full raging hard on he was experiencing. His eyes studied every single curve on her lean voluptuous body. She was tiny but she had every bit of a model figure, from her ample bosom, hour glass figure, long toned legs and of course her plump little rear, she could make any woman envious.
Starting from the foot of the bed, she crawled over to him like a feline predator, not ceasing her journey until she was fully straddling his hips. She looked down on him, playing the role of the cat who ate the canary to a tee. She sent him a victory smirk before grabbing him by his silver tie and attacking his mouth with hers. That action was all the incentive he needed to take the lead in their battle of tongues. She moaned into his mouth and his cock twitched at the sound.
His long muscled arms wrapped around her tiny waist to drag their groins closer together. He could feel the heat of her core through his pants and wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off and take her. He could feel the hunger, the desire, the wanting and the desperation in their kiss as they battled for dominance.
She rocked her hips against him and commenced a slow, steady grind. He growled against her lips and squeezed her ass. She mewled like a kitten at the added pressure. He could feel himself growing with pleasure, the pit of his stomach becoming hot and tight.
In a flurry of movements, his tie was ripped from around his neck, his shirt was ripped open and his pants were dragged down his hips, leaving him in nothing but his black silk boxers. She parted from his lips to nip a path of lovebites all the way down his sculpted chest, to his belly button where she dipped her tongue into the shallow coven. He gasped, and arched his hips up. Taking her sweet time, she kissed along the slender trickle of hair from his belly button down to his groin, and with every kiss his heartbeat increased.
As soon as she reached his boxers, she pouted at him, looking disappointed that her journey was over so soon, but she waved off the matter as she palmed his ever prominent erection through his boxers. He groaned, fisting his hands into the sheets beneath him to restrain himself. Smirking evilly, she gave his length a good squeeze, causing him to whimper as she experimented playfully with his member.
"S-Stop teasing me, princess," he growled. She raised an elegant eyebrow at him, as if challenging him.
Taking her bait, he used the moment to surprise her. Within seconds, he sat up straight and tugged her legs towards him, causing her light body to fall flat against the bed, and allowing him to hover over her figure. She stared up at him in shock and he smirked down at her. Their positions were reversed once again.
"This, is what you call foreplay" his mouth descended upon her right breast, enclosing his lips around the rose coloured bud, licking and sucking at the nipple until she was whimpering and writhing beneath him.
She threaded her fingers into his thick dark hair, mussing up his perfectly coiffed do, but he could care less. His other hand reached up to tug at her other nipple, making her release a yelp, before trailing down her toned stomach, past her wet panties (that he all but ripped from her slim hips) to bury one lone finger within the depths of her moist core. Her body jerked in response, a low moan being drawn from her throat. He added another finger, and another one, as he steadily fucked her with three fingers, working the muscles within her until he found her sweet spot. She snapped her hips back and forth to meet his fingers, murmuring incoherent nonsense as he fingered her mercilessly and switched his mouth back and forth between nipples.
She was currently a writhing mass of nerves beneath him, and he would have it no other way, but he wanted to pause the foreplay and go straight in for the real event. He gave her nipple one last nip and removed his hand from between her legs. She whined at the loss of contact, sounding very much like a helpless puppy, but he silenced her with his lips in return. Sliding out his boxers, he positioned himself between her legs, his dripping member poking into her thigh and barely gave her a second to prepare herself before plunging straight into her entrance.
Changmin moaned at the heat surrounding his cock and Jessica arched off the bed, her mouth left wide open in a silent scream. Her inner walls clenched around his length, immediately trying to adjust to his side and he buried himself even further inside. He let out a feral growl before thrusting into her ruthlessly, back and forth, back and forth, setting the pace for her to follow. She met each and every one of his thrusts with her hips, bringing her legs to tangle themselves around his tapered hips to draw him in closer to her.
He captured her glossy lips once more and groaned into her mouth. She thrashed wantonly beneath him, panting and moaning, loving every second of his endless pounding. She could feel the pressure building up within her and she needed a release. His thrusts were becoming increasingly frantic and she could tell that he was close.
Their bodies were moving in unison, both glazed over with a thin layer of sweat, twisting and writhing against each other as if their lives depended on it. Then when the orgasm hit it was like a tsunami of unrestrained pleasure washed over them, as a blinding white light flashed through their senses, spasm rocking through their bodies like small tremors. The came screaming each others names over and over again, until they were both hoarse and exhausted.
At long last, he fell on top, boneless and tired, after emptying his seed within her depths and her milking his cock with her juices.
"Sleep tight, princess," he murmured, whilst planting a chaste kiss on top of her blonde head and bringing his arms to rest around her smaller form. She grunted in response and snuggled into his warmth, her consciousness fading away quickly. They were sweaty, tired and messy, after fucking like two depraved teenagers or bunnies on overdrive...and honestly, it couldn't have been any more perfect.
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Sometime later, she awoke to the gentle feeling of her hair being brushed by nimble fingers and the sound of humming. She yawned, then cracked open her eyes to peer around her, noticing the unfamiliar room. Suddenly, she remembered the nights events and she had to restrain herself from slapping herself in the head for being such a slowpoke. She sighed and wondered why her usually sardonic and mischievous partner was so silent.
"A penny for your thoughts?" she asked soothingly, trying to ease the tension and to get him to at least say something.
"I really did mean it when I said that you were more radiant than the moon and the stars in the sky at that moment, but now I realized that I was mistaken...I prefer you like this, naked and bare, with no fancy clothes, extravagant makeup or expensive accessories... Because, because...I feel like you're giving me the opportunity to see the real you. As if you're exposing soul to me and only me," he murmured with a small smile whilst caressing her face with his hand. Her breath caught in her throat at his honest and pure words, and she could feel her face reddening, her heart beat resounding in her ears. She was completely speechless. Just how the hell did someone react to Shim Changmin being sincere and compassionate anyways? She was at a definite loss for words, hell...She could almost feel tears prickling at her eyes. When did she turn into such a softie?
Without warning, he grasped her chin and forced her face up, so that she could look at him. She couldn't help the shyness that washed over her, the man was just so damn unpredictable and frustrating...but she liked that about him, didn't she?
She nervously peered up at him, her heart warming at the tenderness in his mismatched eyes, and she couldn't help the small smile that crept on to her face. Seeming him so close, she could notice every single feature on his face and confirmed that yes, Shim Changmin was very, very handsome. Which made her realize that, she also had a confession to make...She liked him in moments like these as well...After all, he had the most adorable smile...
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"Hey Jess, I'm hungry..."
"You tell me thus after we've finished fucking and getting ready to leave this room as inconspicuously as possible?!!" she screeched at him in disbelief.
"At least I didn't say it while we were fucking," he defended, she snorted at him and chose to focus her efforts into finding her other ruby earring.
"Shim Changmin, you are an insatiable prat," she muttered, shaking her head at him.
"Well...Only when it comes to you my dear," he told her smugly.
It was then Changmin realized that his new addiction wasn't only food anymore...It was Jung Jessica...
...Yup, Yunho was definitely going to torture him into oblivion and burn him alive when he found out that he and Jessica were definitely fucking...and maybe more...