Heartbroken Desires

The Night [E]

Y/N moaned at the feeling of Irene's full lips pressed against hers. She rested her hands on her waist as Irene kissed her hungrily, nipping on her lower lip to open up. Y/N loved the taste of whiskey on her tongue as Irene cupped her nape.

Irene's other hand smoothly slithered under Y/N's button-up shirt as she caressed the soft skin of her stomach. Y/N grunted under her touch and Irene pulled apart, saying, "You make the prettiest sounds, I could listen to you all day."

Y/N's cheeks turned crimson at the compliment as she heard the ding sound. Irene turned around and held her hand and lugged her forward.

Reaching in front of Irene's apartment, Y/N's heart hammered in her chest. She saw Irene taking out the keys from her bag and unlocking the door. A sudden realization hit her that she was going to do it.

With her professor.

Irene opened the door and turned to look at Y/N. She noticed the doubt creeping into her eyes. Grabbing her hand and giving it a comforting squeeze, she pulled Y/N in and locked the door behind her.

Y/N awkwardly fidgeted with her hands as she stood there in between in the room. Irene came behind her and wrapped her arms around her. She pressed a kiss or two on the back of her exposed neck and felt Y/N squirming in her grip.

"Do you like this?" Irene asked, nibbling on her earlobe.

Y/N inclined her head back with closed eyes as she let Irene kiss her neck. She loved it but felt too weak to admit it.

Irene turned her around and pulled her towards her bedroom. Opening the doorknob, she switched on the lights as Y/N let her eyes wander.

The bedroom was just like how she imagined it to be. Cozy with minimal things around and a huge bed in between. She jumped slightly at the sound of the door closing and she turned around.

"Let's keep the house tour for later, okay?" Irene asked, softly at which Y/N shuddered.

"O-Okay, "she replied, her voice hoarse already.

Stepping further, Irene raised her hand on her collar. She fondled with the corner and then looked into her eyes. She noticed how Y/N's eyes were blown away and the tip of her nose and ears were pink with all the adrenaline.

She tip-toed a little closer. Their faces were just inches apart. Irene ran her thumb over Y/N's lower lip and said, "There are so many things I wanna do to you..."

Y/N couldn't help but groan at those sinful words as she tangled her fingers in Irene's wavy long hair and pulled her into a gaudy, passionate kiss. Irene felt her desire heightened at the simple action of hers.

Diligently, she started opening the buttons of Y/N's shirt, her fingers caressing the exposed skin sensually. Y/N shrugged off the shirt without breaking the kiss and then moved her hands to get rid of her jeans but Irene stopped her.

Pulling apart, her swollen lips hovered above hers, saying, "Patience, Y/N."

Y/N almost pouted with desperation because of how she wanted Irene to take her then and there only, without any delay. Yet, she couldn't argue against Irene's will. She felt vulnerable in front of her.

Trailing her fingers down her neck and her collarbone to her shoulders, Irene gently pushed her down to sit on the edge of her bed. Y/N obliged as she sat and looked up at Irene with wide, intriguing eyes.

Stepping backward, Irene made eye contact with Y/N, locking her gaze with hers for the moment. Y/N watched how Irene slowly and teasingly reached for the hem of her top, tracing the ends with her fingers.