My aunt and Sejin have already made plans for her to visit Korea next month. She'll be staying with him for two weeks. He and Lani seem to have fallen in love in a matter of days. I've never seen my aunt smile so much. The same goes for Sejin. He's really happy.
On the plane, Sejin asked me and the members to join them for dinner one of the evenings she's in Seoul. I told him I'd be delighted to, always wanting to see my family as often as I can.
Upon arriving at the guys' house, I pass out immediately in Seokjin's bed. I only managed to sleep a couple of hours on the flight because I couldn't stop crying. Not from anxiety like usual, but simply from that painful goodbye. The members were exhausted, so they slept. Thank goodness they did. I didn't want them to see me upset after such a fun weekend. It'd kill the joyful mood of returning home.
I feel Seokjin run his fingers through my messy hair. I snuggle closer to his warm, bare chest. His skin is soft, and I can still smell his soap from the shower he took prior to lying down.
"Audaire?" he says in a quiet voice.
"Hm?" I hum groggily.
"You should be getting up soon. We need to pack your things."
"Can I sleep a few more minutes?"
"Baby, you've been sleeping for over twelve hours."
I lift my head. "You're kidding."
"I'm not," he chuckles. "I thought you died once because your breathing was so shallow."
"Did you stay with me the whole time?"
"Of course. I didn't want you to be scared if you woke up and saw I wasn't here."
I press a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you."
Seokjin smiles sweetly and a still minute passes before he speaks again. "Are you...Are you sure you wanna move in?"
"I am," I affirm, nodding. "Are you okay with it? If you're not, please tell me. I can find a new apartment."
He sits up swiftly and cups my face with his palms. They're hot against my skin. "No, no. I want you here. I want you here so bad. I hated when you'd have to leave, and I'd wish you could just stay with me forever. And after today, I never have to watch you walk out the door and count the days until the weekend."
I remove his hands from my face and hold them in my own. I gaze into his dark brown eyes that crinkle from contentment. "I love you and I can't wait for this to be home. Our home."
"I love you too, D." Seokjin rests his forehead on mine. "Let's go get some boxes."
***
"Why do you have so much stuff?" groans Yoongi, heaving up a box of my hair care products.
"You're just weak, Hyung," Taehyung jokes, attempting to lift my packed t-shirts. He grunts loudly and sets it on the floor again. "We'll pretend this never happened."
"Agreed."
"Noona, I'm gonna put this in the car," announces Jungkook holding a box of shoes. "I think all that's left is the dresser in your bedroom."
"You guys head back to the house," I tell them. "I can finish up here."
"No, I'll stay and help," states Seokjin.
I flash him a smile.
"We can all stay," Jimin offers. "We don't mind."
"You've been helping me the whole day. You should go home and rest for work in the morning," I insist. "I appreciate you guys. Thank you."
After basically having to shove them out the door, everyone but Seokjin leaves my apartment. Jungkook was right about only the things in my bedroom dresser needing to be packed. I inform Seokjin that I'll grab another box. I'm gone, at most, two minutes and when I return, I see him holding something in his left hand.
My bright pink vibrator.
It's the same one I wished I had used during phone sex with him.
Embarrassment hits me like a fucking truck. My mouth hangs open as I try to come up with something.
"Isn't this a bit cliché?" he says before I get the chance to speak. "Keeping it in your underwear drawer, I mean. The color too."
An awkward giggle escapes my lips. "I don't think so."
"It is," asserts Seokjin. He gazes at the toy and then back at me. "How cute."
I put the empty box on the bare mattress and outstretch my hand so that he'll give it to me. "Why were you in my underwear drawer, anyway?"
"I told you I'd help, didn't I? That's exactly what I'm doing."
"I'd say you're snooping rather than helping," I jest.
"Alright, then let me really help you," he croons.
"Great, that bottom drawer has my-"
Seokjin cuts my sentence off by colliding our mouths in a fervent kiss. He places his palm on the side of my face and starts to move us towards the bed. The edge of it touches the back of my knees. Seokjin falls on top of me, the box tumbling to the floor when we hit the mattress.
His knees cage my hips in. I stop kissing him for a moment, panting, "This is your version of helping, huh?"
He smirks, bending down to kiss me again. Seokjin reaches for the button on my slacks and undoes it, sliding his hand inside my pants. I hiss at the touch of his icy fingers. Goosebumps rise on my skin.
"How are you so wet already?" he asks me as he spreads the wetness over my folds.
"I-I don't k-know," I stutter while he begins drawing circles on my clit. "I guess that's the effect you have on me."
Seokjin's erection touches my thigh. "It's mutual."
I bite my lip at the size.
We kiss a little longer and I get impatient, tugging at his hoodie. "Off."
He stands up, resting one knee on the edge of the mattress and pulling the sweatshirt over his head. The band of his Calvin Klein's peek out from his jeans.
I assume he's going to remove the remainder of his clothing, but he doesn't. Seokjin instead grabs something out of the box he was packing earlier.
The vibrator.
I hear him exhale a small, breathy laugh. Seokjin then joins me on the bed again. He shakes the pink object in front of my face. "Is it charged?"
I nod. "Mhm."
"When was the last time you used it?"
It takes me a second to remember. "The night before we left for Ohio."
"You stayed with us that night though," He acknowledges. "You couldn't wait a few hours to be fucked by one of us, so you had to touch yourself?"
"Well, you guys were busy packing and I didn't think there would be any time for that," I answer. "So I...took care of it."
Seokjin strokes my cheekbone with his thumb. "We always have time for you, baby."
My smile reaches my eyes. Seokjin mimics me, then presses a kiss to the same spot where his thumb once was. His lips then meet mine again, and his tongue pokes out to taste my own. I take it into my mouth, sucking on the slick muscle and releasing it with a small popping sound. Seokjin moans as I do this.
I hop on top of him to straddle his waist. My hips rut against his erection. Seokjin's breath hitches in his throat before he places his hands on me to cease my movement. "No."
"Why not?" I semi-whine into his mouth.
"You need to lie on your back."
"I like being on top though," I reply as I attempt to continue kissing him.
"I want you on your back," Seokjin tells me. "Come on."
I theatrically plop on my back with a huff. Seokjin chuckles at the dramatic behavior. He changes his position too, sitting on my right side. He bends forward to pepper kisses on my neck. It tickles a bit, and a small giggle comes out.
"You're so cute," Seokjin smiles. A soft blush dusts the apples of my cheeks. His grin widens. "God, I love you."
I reach up, tangling my fingers in his dark hair to bring him closer to my face. I playfully mock him. "God, I love you too."
I place my lips on his. The kiss starts gentle but soon heats up with a fiery passion. Finally, Seokjin fully removes my slacks, and my panties come off a second later. Never breaking the kiss, he turns on the vibrator. It's touching my thigh, and the muscle twitches from being startled. I hadn't noticed he still had it in his possession.
Seokjin presses the toy to my clit. The vibration is low. It feels nice, but not satisfying. He can see this, so he clicks the button, increasing the speed.
And then he clicks it again.
And again.
And again.
He puts the toy on the maximum setting.
My back arches and my eyes roll into my head. I grip his forearm, my nails leaving indents in his skin. I'm panting, barely able to mutter, "Slower."
Seokjin doesn't turn down the speed.
"Slower or else I'll come too quickly."
No change.
Within a mere minute, I begin to lose my composure. The fire that pools in my stomach is rapidly extinguished. My nails dig in harder as I come.
Seokjin keeps the vibrator in place while he shoves two fingers inside of me with his other hand, helping me ride out my orgasm. I try to bite back the moans so that I won't disturb my neighbors, but it's fruitless. I'm fucking loud.
Once I've come down to Earth, Seokjin pulls out his fingers. They're slick with cum. He puts them in his mouth to lick them clean.
"You taste good," he divulges.
My jaw is hung open in surprise. He smirks at my reaction. Seokjin then thrusts the same two fingers into me. He pumps them in and out a few times before removing them again. With his bottom lip between his teeth, he pushes his fingers into my mouth. They press down firmly on my tongue. I gag a little and saliva accumulates.
When I gag a second time, he eases up on the pressure. I wrap my lips around Seokjin's fingers as he exits my mouth to suck off the saliva.
"Can you go again?" Seokjin asks me.
I nod.
However, instead of grabbing the vibrator once more, he unbuttons his pants, freeing his painfully hard cock. He throws the pants across the room and lines his dick up to my entrance. Seokjin buries himself in me.
He takes my wrists and pins them above my head. Seokjin pounds into me at a brutal pace. The sound of smacking flesh can be heard throughout the room.
His stamina is high, the sex lasting for what seems like hours. It's probably the longest sex I've ever had. You'll never catch me complaining though.
My walls flutter around his cock as I come, this one more intense than the previous. Seokjin follows suit, his cum leaking out of me as he removes himself.
We lie on the bare mattress together for a while, sharing gentle touches and random conversation. I love you's are exchanged intermittently.
"Join me in the shower," Seokjin insists as his middle finger lazily runs up and down my unclothed spine.
"Okay," I respond, my voice light with tiredness in its undertone.
Although I agreed, I don't budge. My head remains unmoving on Seokjin's arm.
"Don't fall asleep," he warns me, lovingly. "We have to finish that dresser."
"I won't," I grouse. "And we would've had it finished if someone didn't get us off track."
Seokjin laughs. "Fine, I'll take the blame for that. Now, let's go."
When I ultimately roll out of bed, a very apparent wet spot is visible on the mattress. My face scrunches up in disgust. "Gross."
At this point, Seokjin is already in the bathroom running the water. From next door, he hears me and returns, leaving damp footprints in his wake. "What's wrong?"
My eyes dart to the spot and he follows.
"Oh, shit," he snickers. "I should've put a towel down. Don't worry though. I'll overnight a new mattress to our place."
"Thanks," I chuckle, slightly ashamed.
"Alright, come on." Seokjin extends his hand with a smile. "Water's warm."
[AN] Look, guys! I'm not dead haha
I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. Things got very hectic over in Korea! I'm back in America now, and it's been weird adjusting to everyday life again. I am missing Seoul like crazy and I want to go back already!
Although I will be busy with school and work, I'll still write whenever I can. I'll never abandon this story. Pinky promise!