Needy Duckbutt Receives Naughty Gift
needy duckbutt receives naughty gift | oneshot | pg15
Needy Duckbutt Receives Naughty Gift
He straightens his shirt and jacket before knocking on her apartment door. Her housemate greets him with a welcoming smile accompanied by a bellow that takes Junsu by surprise.
“Rinnie ah, your lover boy’s here!” she winks at him as she lets him into their abode. She tells him to proceed to his girl’s room before she disappears into her own.
Junsu does as he is told. He knocks again, this time on Liyin’s bedroom door. The moment his knuckles meets the hard wood, however, it is yanked open. The next thing he knows, he is pushed against the wall and a familiar pair of luscious lips is on his.
He doesn’t miss a beat. He is immediately responding with kisses and nibbles of his own. And his hands take no time in wrapping themselves around her petite waist.
“I missed you,” he tells her in between kisses. “I missed you so much.”
“I don’t want to let you go again. It’s been too long,” she sobs onto his neck.
“I know, love. I’m sorry I had to leave you here for so long.”
She shakes her head. She knows that she has to. But it breaks her heart that she can’t be where he is, that she can’t give him the support that he deserves. “What are you going to do until the concert?” she asks him instead.
“I have the rest of the day off and tomorrow we start rehearsing again,” he answers.
His fingers thread through her blonde locks, earning a soft, pleasured moan from the cherub in his arms. He heaves her form up and ambles towards her bed. Junsu lays her down and hovers over her for a moment before capturing her lips into a searing kiss once again. His lips travel down her neck, leaving a wet trail behind.
“You’re going to stay here,” Liyin gasps as she cradles Junsu’s head into the crook of her neck. “I want you to stay here. And you’re going home to me after rehearsals,” she adds. “I don’t care how late you come in, as long as you sleep beside me.”
Junsu pulls away, his eyes intense as he gazes at her. He smiles sincerely. “I thought you’d never ask, love.”
He leans into her again, but Liyin pushes him away. Junsu sits back as his lover scrambles to get off the bed.
“Before I forget, there’s something I have to show you,” she says, breathlessly. Liyin starts to unbutton her blouse, her eyes almost wavering on the man in front of her. But Junsu’s intense gaze has her looking back at him. She’s anxious of his reaction. “A fan sent this to me.”
Junsu is gawking at her. His body temperature shoots through the roof and he scrambles from the bed to where she stands. He grabs her, almost forcefully, and pushes her onto her back on the bed. He buries his nose into the valley of her breasts.
She lets out a soft sigh of relief. She feels too naughty to have done what she just did. But from the reaction that she gets, she figures that the sleepless nights she has suffered are worth it. Liyin’s fingers find their way into his dark tresses, automatically entangling themselves with the soft locks. She pulls him up and closer, her lips pliant against his searching ones.
She smiles as she lets her inhibitions go. This is the love of her life that’s holding her. Nothing can make it better. Of course, that thought is promptly set aside when Junsu unfastens the sexy brassiere she has shown him and haphazardly pulls it off of her.
“It’s sexy, love. It looks gorgeous on you,” he pants into her ear. “But you have to know that you make those things look good and inviting, not the other way around.”
He takes a pebbled nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking on it. Liyin arches off the bed, following Junsu’s ministrations, trying to be closer to him. The hand on his shoulder tightens, her fingers drawing crescent shapes on his skin. He moans into her skin and the effect on her is almost electric.
Junsu worships Liyin’s body for hours. His lips almost don’t leave her skin, his hands never stop caressing. By the time he collapses beside her on her narrow bed, Liyin has lost count of how many times he has made her tremble in complete abandon.
It’s one of the best nights of her life - and it’s only eight in the evening too. She smiles at the thought of what else is in store, as she buries her nose in the crook of Junsu’s neck. His breathing is almost back to normal, and he collects her form into his arms. He draws her as close as possible, vowing never to let go.
“Love,” Junsu starts, Liyin hums in response. “The guys and I were looking trough the shops in New York and it caught my attention.”
Liyin lifts her head to look at his face. “What are you talking about?”
“It was me who sent it to you.”
The blush that creeps up his cheeks makes her growl. Liyin gets onto her knees, Junsu’s stiff form beneath her. The assault she launches at his lips, however, sends the heat pulling back down to the pit of his stomach. And he lets her do to him as she wants.
She owns him, anyway. She owns his entirety - heart, body, and soul - and he gladly offers himself at her feet.
Needy Duckbutt Receives Naughty Gift
He straightens his shirt and jacket before knocking on her apartment door. Her housemate greets him with a welcoming smile accompanied by a bellow that takes Junsu by surprise.
“Rinnie ah, your lover boy’s here!” she winks at him as she lets him into their abode. She tells him to proceed to his girl’s room before she disappears into her own.
Junsu does as he is told. He knocks again, this time on Liyin’s bedroom door. The moment his knuckles meets the hard wood, however, it is yanked open. The next thing he knows, he is pushed against the wall and a familiar pair of luscious lips is on his.
He doesn’t miss a beat. He is immediately responding with kisses and nibbles of his own. And his hands take no time in wrapping themselves around her petite waist.
“I missed you,” he tells her in between kisses. “I missed you so much.”
“I don’t want to let you go again. It’s been too long,” she sobs onto his neck.
“I know, love. I’m sorry I had to leave you here for so long.”
She shakes her head. She knows that she has to. But it breaks her heart that she can’t be where he is, that she can’t give him the support that he deserves. “What are you going to do until the concert?” she asks him instead.
“I have the rest of the day off and tomorrow we start rehearsing again,” he answers.
His fingers thread through her blonde locks, earning a soft, pleasured moan from the cherub in his arms. He heaves her form up and ambles towards her bed. Junsu lays her down and hovers over her for a moment before capturing her lips into a searing kiss once again. His lips travel down her neck, leaving a wet trail behind.
“You’re going to stay here,” Liyin gasps as she cradles Junsu’s head into the crook of her neck. “I want you to stay here. And you’re going home to me after rehearsals,” she adds. “I don’t care how late you come in, as long as you sleep beside me.”
Junsu pulls away, his eyes intense as he gazes at her. He smiles sincerely. “I thought you’d never ask, love.”
He leans into her again, but Liyin pushes him away. Junsu sits back as his lover scrambles to get off the bed.
“Before I forget, there’s something I have to show you,” she says, breathlessly. Liyin starts to unbutton her blouse, her eyes almost wavering on the man in front of her. But Junsu’s intense gaze has her looking back at him. She’s anxious of his reaction. “A fan sent this to me.”
Junsu is gawking at her. His body temperature shoots through the roof and he scrambles from the bed to where she stands. He grabs her, almost forcefully, and pushes her onto her back on the bed. He buries his nose into the valley of her breasts.
She lets out a soft sigh of relief. She feels too naughty to have done what she just did. But from the reaction that she gets, she figures that the sleepless nights she has suffered are worth it. Liyin’s fingers find their way into his dark tresses, automatically entangling themselves with the soft locks. She pulls him up and closer, her lips pliant against his searching ones.
She smiles as she lets her inhibitions go. This is the love of her life that’s holding her. Nothing can make it better. Of course, that thought is promptly set aside when Junsu unfastens the sexy brassiere she has shown him and haphazardly pulls it off of her.
“It’s sexy, love. It looks gorgeous on you,” he pants into her ear. “But you have to know that you make those things look good and inviting, not the other way around.”
He takes a pebbled nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking on it. Liyin arches off the bed, following Junsu’s ministrations, trying to be closer to him. The hand on his shoulder tightens, her fingers drawing crescent shapes on his skin. He moans into her skin and the effect on her is almost electric.
Junsu worships Liyin’s body for hours. His lips almost don’t leave her skin, his hands never stop caressing. By the time he collapses beside her on her narrow bed, Liyin has lost count of how many times he has made her tremble in complete abandon.
It’s one of the best nights of her life - and it’s only eight in the evening too. She smiles at the thought of what else is in store, as she buries her nose in the crook of Junsu’s neck. His breathing is almost back to normal, and he collects her form into his arms. He draws her as close as possible, vowing never to let go.
“Love,” Junsu starts, Liyin hums in response. “The guys and I were looking trough the shops in New York and it caught my attention.”
Liyin lifts her head to look at his face. “What are you talking about?”
“It was me who sent it to you.”
The blush that creeps up his cheeks makes her growl. Liyin gets onto her knees, Junsu’s stiff form beneath her. The assault she launches at his lips, however, sends the heat pulling back down to the pit of his stomach. And he lets her do to him as she wants.
She owns him, anyway. She owns his entirety - heart, body, and soul - and he gladly offers himself at her feet.