↬ jiwons dorm

@♔ Jinri Though he started off slow Jinri's soft moan was all Jiwon needed to continue with his plan. Wrapping both arms around her waist, hands splaying over her lower stomach as he laid completely on the bed Jiwon gave her pink folds a long, slow with the flat of his tongue. He then proceeded to draw his tongue in a zigzag pattern, moving up and down while sometimes flicking at the mistress' hard nub. After Jiwon thoroughly wet her with his tongue the pet glanced up before closing his eyes, dipping the slick muscle into her warmth and as he did so. He moved it in and out, sometimes pulling back to on Jinri's opening, taking the layers between his lips before releasing them with a quiet 'pop.'

While he busied himself with using his mouth Jiwon slowly brought one of his hands down towards her arousal. He took a moment to coat them with his saliva before returning to his initial task, sticking his tongue inside once more. Jiwon lifted one finger along beside his tongue, slowly pushing it in bit by bit. Lifting his head with a gasping breath, lips glistening with spit and Jinri's own wetness, the pet began to move his finger while focusing his mouth directly on her sensitive . He and away, hoping she felt good with what he was doing. After a few minutes Jiwon tentatively slid in a second finger as well, being careful as not to hurt Jinri while gently scissoring her open.

@☆ Jiwon Jinri relaxed into their kiss as Jiwon slowly , finding his sensual actions to be both soothing and pleasing in a warm, affectionate type of way—instead of feeling annoyed with him she merely felt calm, almost wanting to stay in their current position forever, with his beautiful lips against hers and his deft fingers abusing her body. The serenity of the situation ultimately reminded her of why she continually returned to her baby boy's room: he was everything good and gorgeous in her life, and the lovely feelings that arose within her while with him were deliciously addicting. She honestly cared about Jiwon much more than she cared about most others, and it was no surprise that his gentleness and responsiveness made her want to wrap a pretty collar around his cute neck.

Although Jinri let out a soft whine as he pulled back, she complied and lied down on the bed, allowing him to spread her legs. She watched with observant eyes as he removed her underwear, completely exposing her most private of areas to him. Jiwon's compliment brought a small smile to her lips, a fuzzy feeling spreading throughout her chest, the faintest of pinks blossoming across her cheeks. "Thank you, love," the mistress murmured, hands gripping the blanket beneath them, a soft moan escaping her as he gave her arousal small, kittenish . Even such minute actions felt so, so good, and Jinri was tempted to demand that he hurry; however, she internally decided against it and bit her lip, wanting to take it at his pace and enjoy the moment with her precious baby.

@♔ Jinri He could only watch as Jinri began to peel off her leggings, ignoring the fabric as it landed on the floor. Instead, Jiwon's eyes focused solely on the new skin revealed to him. Playfully, he poked the gem of her bellybutton piercing, gaze remaining on the mistress' tattoo. Eyes then trailed up to the lacy undergarment she was still wearing. Jiwon swallowed quietly, wondering what it would be like to just pull it away - but not right now, as Jinri brought him up and closer once more.

Feeling her skin against his, palms hot against Jiwon's waist, he left one hand on her and allowed Jinri to guide the other down. He let her control his movement, gently pressing his fingers against the fabric of her thong and smiling into the kiss. Oh, how he /wanted/ to please. This is just what she came to him for, and Jiwon was more than happy to deliver to the best of his ability. The thought made him realize that he wanted to do this right. He needed to do this in a way that would keep Jinri coming back, so she wouldn't forget about him. That alone spurred Jiwon to come a little bit out of his submissive shell - still obedient, but knowing just what she wanted him to do. Rubbing his finger in circles against the warm heat she had him feel Jiwon pinched her right between his digits, seeing how much he could stimulate before moving on with the show.

For awhile that's simply what he did, teasing a bit before finally lowering himself further on the mattress. Jiwon gently pushed on her shoulder to get Jinri to lay down before spreading her legs. He looked up at her, silently asking for permission, before reaching to pull her underwear down her thighs, over her calves and eventually all the way off. "You're so pretty, mommy." he almost whispered, one arm coming beneath her knee so he could begin kissing the inside of Jinri's thigh. He spent a little more time around her tattoo, eventually moving up until he was faced with her glistening arousal. A bit daring he blew directly on it. Then, tentatively, Jiwon began to give it small, kittenish , as if he were testing the waters.

@☆ Jiwon The softest of whines escaped her as Jiwon broke their kiss, though Jinri knew it was probably for the best because her addiction to his taste wouldn't have allowed her to stop in a timely manner. Biting her lip, it took all of her willpower to not cry out as he rolled her betwixt his slender digits, the action bringing her both intense feelings of pleasure and pain. Her hazel eyes followed his every movement, gaze hot and heavy, finding the scene before her to be so beautifully , especially with the pretty pink brushed across his milky cheeks and the saliva coating his swollen, cherry red lips as they eagerly enclosed around her sensitive . Jinri moaned softly, fingers tugging his hair gently, reveling in the warmth of his body pressed against hers. The sensation was short-lived, however, and the heiress found herself frowning slightly as his attention diverted from her s, though her expression softened at the pleading look on Jiwon's cute face.

After a moment of contemplation Jinri relinquished, deciding that she could allot some time later to play with her neglected babies if it meant making her baby boy happy. "Anything for you, my sweet angel," she responded in a tone laden with desire, tenderly pecking his lips before easily stripping herself of her leggings in one fluid motion, the only thing now separating Jiwon and her arousal a black, lacy thong. Her bellybutton piercing, glinting mercilessly in the dim light, was fully exposed, along with a very small, intricate tattoo of a rose wound around a skull etched into her inner thigh.

Hands moving to grip his waist, she pulled him toward her until their bodies were once again pressed flush together. Capturing his lips in another searing kiss, one of her hands grabbed one of his and brought it down, rubbing his fingers against her clothed arousal so he could feel the heat. The way that her body reacted to his touch was unbearable. Jiwon, albeit unknowingly, had always aroused her beyond compare, and she desired for nothing more than to be eaten out by his lusciously plump lips, and then to run her hands and nails across his muscular body as he screwed her senseless against the wall or bathroom counter--fantasies that would indeed happen, of course, as her baby knew exactly how to please her.

@♔ Jinri Nodding eagerly Jiwon wanted nothing more than to get to work on undoing Jinri's bra. He whined as her hand continued rubbing over his , shuddering a bit and finding himself clinging to her by her sides. The heiress' skin was warm to the touch and quite addicting. When she beat him to it - the clasp between Jiwon and the rest of Jinri's beautiful body - he simply watched as she let it drop and expose her s. For a moment Jiwon simply stared, turning his head only when Jinri's fingers began to run through his hair. Letting her manipulate his body in any way possible Jiwon followed the tug of her fingers, gasping a bit as his body was pressed up against hers. He ran his hands over the mistress' back before bringing them forward, both hands coming over her chest. Then she pulled him into a passionate kiss, distracting Jiwon from his main objective (though this wasn't anything to really complain about). It was hot and it was dirty, but there was a hint of more affection just below the surface too.

He kissed back with just as much energy, leaning into Jinri's touch while beginning to roll her right between his thumb and index finger. Wanting to give back just as much as she did to him Jiwon eventually pulled away from the kiss to focus on pleasing her. He hoped she wouldn't be too disappointed with the action. With flushed cheeks and slick, cherry red lips her lowered himself to her other and took it into his mouth. He first on the before gently nibbling on it with his teeth, finally pulling away with a wet pop after soothing it with the flat of his tongue. Pressing more kisses to the skin around Jiwon moved his other palm to Jinri's lower stomach, fingers teasing the edge of her leggings. He looked up at her with a pleading expression. "Can this come off too, mommy?" he asked.

@☆ Jiwon Jinri bit back a small gasp of delight as Jiwon squeezed her , the mere action itself alighting her skin with a euphoric fire. It had been a while since someone had touched her in such an intimate manner--granted, a while for her was around a week (she had hooked up with some random Japanese model while on her business trip)--and his touches and light kisses felt amazing, especially because she knew that behind each action was a careful calculation of how to touch without hurting yet pleasing her. An amused smile danced on the heiress' lips as she nodded in response to his question, finding it downright adorable that Jiwon would even ask such a thing. However, she understood what had spurred his words, and the smallest feeling of self-satisfaction spread throughout her body as she, once again, realized that she had undoubtedly found a pet that she wasn't planning to let go of anytime in the near future.

"Of course you can, love," Jinri mused in a soft tone, hand continuing to palm his in a slightly rough albeit loving manner, "Actually, let mommy do it for you. Just focus on being a good boy." With a wink she reached behind her back with her free hand and skillfully undid the clasp of the bra, letting it fall down her arms before throwing it elsewhere. Honestly the heiress was quite proud of her babies; they weren't huge nor small but fortunately very soft and perky, and the admiration in his eyes did nothing but her ego. Gently she released her hold on and instead combed her fingers through his silky locks, using her gentle grasp on his hair to bring him closer than before, back arching so that their bodies were pressed flush against one another. Even though Jiwon was supposed to be focusing his attention on her chest Jinri couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly and capture his lips in a sweet, fervent, hot french kiss, her lust for his lips and his affection rivaled by no other.

@♔ Jinri Though he thought it might be too much still having the toy inside him, especially when Jinri began to playfully tease his , Jiwon found himself responding much in the same way he did before. He wanted to be a good boy - no matter what it took. Whimpering as her tongue pressed against his tip Jiwon slowly released the pillow from between his previously tense fingers. His breath was continuing to even out, moving past his lips in small huffs that sounded in time with the rise and fall of his chest. Locking eyes with Jinri he almost gulped at the look in her eyes. He wasn't necessarily fearful of her. No, not all. In reality, he was just unsure of what was to come next. Having been around her long enough Jiwon knows that glance means something is coming, though whatever it may be isn't clear at the moment.

After she managed to wipe him as clean as she can - while Jiwon may or may not have peeked a look at her chest - he couldn't help the small, almost shy smile that came to his lips as she came closer. Just the feeling of her against him was enough to make Jiwon happy. However, the sweet tenderness of the moment was soon over with her words and actions. Finding his lips once again taken over by her hot mouth, bottom lip caught between pearly white teeth, he groaned. Her praise was what he looked forward to most out of anything. Jiwon often ignored his insecurities, every little detail about himself he poked and prodded, but Jinri seemed to know every one of them - and that wasn't a bad thing, seeing as she had no intent to point them out. Indirectly she was able to console him through what she said and did alone, and while Jiwon had never thanked her out of the blue, he was sure she already knew of it.

As Jinri continued with small kisses and the like Jiwon found himself relaxing a bit. When she pulled away he was about to complain, but stopped midway and watched as she removed her shirt. His eyes roamed the expanse of her torso with nothing less than admiration and perhaps even a hunger of his own. He nodded, only watching as she took hold of his wrist and moved it to her . Jiwon squeezed, not to hard, gasping as her hand returned between his legs. "Yes, mommy." he said, leaning forward to press his lips to her chest, just above the line of her bra. Jiwon kept the kisses light before moving lower, breath fanning out across the plane of Jinri's stomach. While dipping his tongue into the dips of her warm skin he brought his other hand up, fingers slipping beneath her undergarment. After a few moments his complaint arose. "Can I take this off, mommy?" he asked, gesturing to her bra by pushing his finger beneath the right strap. "Wanna make you feel good."

@☆ Jiwon Jinri's fingertips traced soothing circles against the smooth skin of his hips as Jiwon ed--small actions that she hoped would help him ride out his high. It was both relieving and satisfying, to say the least, that the boy had finally released, though she was somewhat tinged with disappointment that he had decided to do so after she had removed from his length, preventing her from tasting him fully. These thoughts lasted for only a few moments, however, as she bent down to kiss the head of his , tongue secretly peeking out to fulfill her desire to taste him. "Delicious," Jinri muttered, more so to herself than to her baby, while her lips, eyes shamelessly raking his features until they locked with his, hot gaze rife with carnal, bordering animalistic, hunger for more: more of his beautiful body, more of his voluptuous moans, more of the hot feelings that were aroused within her at even the mere thought of his hands all over her body.

Slowly she removed her sweatshirt to reveal the plain white t-shirt she was wearing, black bra clearly visible beneath the sheer layer of fabric. With the gentleness of a mother's touch she used her sweatshirt to wipe the white substance off of his pelvis and stomach, throwing the item of clothing elsewhere when most of his skin was cleared of . A soft whine from the boy caused Jinri's lips to swiftly form into a small smirk, and she snuggled close to his body so that she could affectionately nuzzle her nose against his. It wasn't as if she had forgotten about the beads shoved up his cute little ; she believed that he deserved the pleasure he felt from having them there and therefore had no intention of taking them out. "You're so ing adorable, baby boy," she murmured in amusement, capturing his bottom lip between her teeth to give it a hard tug before pecking his lips, "Mommy's /so/ proud of you for being so obedient."

Jinri promptly peppered soft kisses about his face, purely wasting a bit of time to make sure that he was fairly recovered from his . After a bit of this she sat up and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head to expose her cleavage and toned stomach to Jiwon. "But now mommy needs you to make her feel good, mm?" Grasping one of his wrists gently she led his hand to rest on her , free hand moving down to palm his once again. Jinri had spent many visits teaching Jiwon exactly how to pleasure her, how to make her wet and needy, so she was confident that he knew exactly what needed to be done. Truthfully she quite enjoyed this part of their playtime, as it helped build his self-esteem to hear her moans and praises (and the heiress really managed to get off to those deft hands of his, of course). "You can do that for mommy, right, love?"

@♔ Jinri When she finally turned the vibration of the toy up higher Jiwon couldn't help but cry out, half-lidded eyes opening wide and turned up to the ceiling. After a few moments they then closed, scrunched together in concentration. He was trying to focus on all the sensations currently happening - Jinri's warm mouth moving up and down, humming through her lips as her fingers grasped at the base of his and her other hand played with his balls. There was also the toy inside him providing more stimulation, nudged by Jinri's previous action and pressing closer to that one spot. Sometimes it managed to vibrate right against his prostate while other times it missed the mark, leaving him breathless in a flurry of denied pleasure.

It was almost too much. Jiwon's thoughts became blurred, mixing with unbidden memories and feelings. He wondered (hazily) if he could die from feeling such a way. Never does he remember Jinri being so gratuitous in his own pleasure. Even from other masters and mistresses he's used to being denied, until he's on the verge of tears and his own begging falls on deaf ears. Jiwon should have known she'd be the one that was a little kinder, a little more gentle - but also the one to make him feel a way no one else was able. Jinri could coax multiple noises from deep within his throat, make him take part in something Jiwon had never thought of before. He loved it, the way she was able to get him to the point of shaking and shivering. It was only around Jinri that Jiwon allowed himself to lose himself.

Brought back to reality Jiwon could feel it, that familiar sensation pooling in his stomach. He wanted so bad to but couldn't find the words to ask Jinri for permission. "M-Mmm--!" Jiwon's plea stretched into a hum and then a moan, verging on cry as Jinri once again turned the vibration on higher. The pet couldn't hold it in, grasping at the blankets and starting to shake minutely. "I'm gonna..." All it took was the slide of Jinri's mouth coming up and off his , coupled with the high vibrations of the beads to make him . He panted as his washed over him, white spilling over his stomach and pelvis. Jiwon bit his lip as he evened out, jolting from time to time as the toy continued to overstimulate him, causing a whine to push up out of his mouth.

@☆ Jiwon Eyes flitting up to glance at Jiwon as he begged, Jinri was immediately stricken by a sudden wave of delicious arousal as a result of the sight before her: her baby boy, legs spread and body trembling, looking absolutely delectable with his sakura-colored lips slightly parted and eyes half-lidded. What really made Jinri grow hot and bothered, however, was the fact that it was she who had created such a sultry scene, she who had teased the boy into such a beautiful mess. Jiwon's begging was so pleasing to hear, and she was beyond tempted to abandon her normal teasing and instead relent to his desires--and for once, surprisingly, she decided to voluntarily capitulate, wanting to show him the benefits of being such a good boy.

Humming softly to send vibrations through his , the heiress turned the vibration level up just a notch--not enough to satiate his desire for full stimulation but enough to make his moans and cries rise significantly in both volume and frequency. She also began to move , one hand grasping the base of for support while her free hand lovingly fondled his balls, rolling them around in her soft palm. To Jinri, pleasuring the boy was generally almost as lovely as being pleasured by him. She found all of his little noises and expressions to be adorably , and his uniquely sweet yet slightly salty taste was quite addictive. At this point in time, though, his pleased moans weren't enough to satisfy her completely; she was slowly becoming more aroused, and her body was selfishly demanding for his hands and mouth to mark ever inch of her milky skin.

After a few minutes of these repeated actions Jinri grew somewhat restless, wanting the boy to release soon so that she could once again capture his lips in a fervent kiss and then have him please her. The pace of her gradually increased, nails purposefully digging into as she grasped the base more firmly, and at some point she turned the vibration level of the beads up even higher. "Come on, baby boy, for mommy," Jinri somehow managed to purr out, tone provocative yet commanding, able to tell that he was close due to the increasing sensitivity of his reactions.

@Jinri He couldn't formulate a response to that, choosing to just trust Jinri in a way he usually didn't with others. Jiwon was expectant in what she would do next. As her hand rubbed his lower abdomen, focusing in the area where he felt a familiar sensation pooling, Jiwon did his best not to get too affected. Something in him wanted to drag this on longer than usual. Maybe it was because Jinri had been gone for so long. Maybe he was just needy. Whatever the cause he allowed the minor slow down, choosing to pay more attention to the kiss as she continued to push the toy inside him. Jiwon wonders if Jinri is some mind reader because initially, this is what he wanted. He wanted to feel full, and the toy inside him, pushed all the way to the hilt, perfectly delivered such a thing. Even the slight sting of pain (that was currently ebbing way) couldn't pull him away from the elation that came with being filled.

Tiny, breath-filled gasps floated past sakura-colored lips as Jinri continued to move lower and lower. Jiwon found himself drawing in as her warm tongue met the skin of his , knees naturally bending. He forced himself to keep his legs open but couldn't for the life of him straighten them back out with her teasing. "Ung..." he whimpered and moaned as Jinri paths up to the tip of his , closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the pillow. One hand reached up to grip the edge of it beneath his head. While this went on for quite some time Jiwon had sufficiently gotten used to the toy inside him by the end of it - only for Jinri to finally turn it on while simultaneously enveloping in the heat of , beginning a whole new cycle of pleasure.

"M-Mo-" And he couldn't get the words out, because even at it's lowest setting the toy affected him in such a way. Coupled with Jinri's mouth around him Jiwon could already feel his becoming more prominent. He couldn't move much, not wanting to hurt Jinri in anyway, and could only do so much as to let his legs tremble and expel the energy. Too much, and yet, not enough. "H-Higher, mommy." he begged with wet words, mouth hanging slightly open. "Please, please." It's surprising enough that he can even form coherent sentences, but Jiwon can feel the ability slipping away as pleasure mounts, taking over his senses.

@☆ Jiwon "Something that will make you feel /really/ good, baby," responded Jinri, voice a breathless mix between a drawl and a purr, as she stared down into Jiwon's beautiful eyes, his apparent discomfort and pleasure acting as catalysts for her to persist with her plan. Her hand left his and moved to gently rub his lower tummy, not wanting to make him just yet. "Trust me." With that she leaned down to once continue their kiss, tongue finding its way back into his mouth to dance with his own, and slowly pushed the rest of the toy into Jiwon, occasionally interrupting the kiss to shower the boy with loving praises ("you're doing so well, love," she'd muttered once it was all in, rewarding him with an affectionate nip to his bottom lip, "taking it like such a good, good boy.")

Allowing some time for Jiwon to get used to being so filled, the heiress distracted him with more kisses and love bites, delicately positioning each hickey so that they formed a smooth, symmetrical pattern on the lovely skin of his neck. Once she believed he was fairly comfortable, Jinri placed one more kiss upon his lips before moving backwards slightly on the bed, positioning herself so that her face was right above his hard, leaking member. "My baby boy is so beautiful," she whispered, glancing up at the boy with a small smirk, subsequently tilting her head down in order to lightly albeit slowly drag her tongue across the head of his , humming as the slight saltiness of his precum hit her tastebuds, "Mommy can't wait to taste you."

Jinri continued with kitten to the head of his before progressing to long stripes up the sides of , deliberately and teasingly keeping each very long and slow. It wasn't long until she was somewhat bored with her own actions, itching to hear and see Jiwon cry out in absolute ecstasy. As much of a good boy as he was, she wasn't sure if he'd remember their rule that stated he needed to ask for permission before ing; however, she'd let it go just this once, as a display of her fondness for him and his beautiful self. Hallowing out her cheeks, Jinri took his whole length into her warm mouth, not stopping until the tip of her nose was pressed to his abdomen; simultaneously she clandestinely turned the toy on and put it on the lowest vibration setting, hoping to stimulate the amount of pleasure her baby was feeling.

@Jinri While Jiwon tried to focus on the way Jinri's mouth moved over his - sweet and hot, with a tone of gentleness that made him melt - he couldn't help but be jolted from the feeling as he took notice of the way her fingers moved inside him. His body tensed a bit as she explored, fingers tightening by a minuscule amount around the sleeve of her sweatshirt. It wasn't until she'd found his prostate that Jiwon almost lost it. Jinri's fingers pressed against it, unrelenting and causing what seemed to be shocks of pleasure to run down his spine. Combined with the almost torturous pace she kept with her other hand around (ever so teasing, driving him mad) Jiwon's back arched a few centimeters from the bed.

He gently dropped back down, leaning back from the kiss for just a moment so he could breath. Jiwon's chest heaved from the intensity of what he'd felt. Then he was chasing Jinri's lips and beginning the kiss once more, soft noises caused by her scissoring on silent. Moments later when she pulled away Jiwon whined, even though he had a good enough guess as to why she'd left him. Forcing him to once again not look at what she had in her hands Jiwon let his eyes close once more. When he felt something wet and cold near his hole Jiwon instinctively pulled away, mind going hazy with thoughts of wondering what it was. As the toy began to push it's way inside him his expression changed to one of discomfort, eyes scrunched together as he tried to calm down. It helped when Jinri went back to , a welcome distraction as she continued to direct the toy. Unable to take the suspense Jiwon broke the kiss again, and looking up into Jinri's eyes. "What - what, is it, mommy?"

@☆ Jiwon Feeling his hand grasp the sleeve of her sweatshirt Jinri smiled slightly into the kiss, likening the action to one of a small child seeking comfort. She kept the kiss slow and chaste albeit rife with passion, focusing the majority of her attention on the movements of her hands. Gently and tenderly her fingers curled against his walls, expertly rubbing and exploring them until they brushed past the area that would make Jiwon weak with pleasure, mercilessly applying pressure to the spot in order to intensify the ecstasy he was feeling tenfold. Her other hand maintained the leisure pace with which she pumped his , thumb occasionally teasing the slit of his , each time noting the cool sensation of his precum coating her fingertip.

Jinri's gently began to scissor her fingers within his warm hole, stretching out the boy so that he would be able to comfortably handle her plan for him. After a few moments of scissoring, the heiress released his and retracted her fingers from inside in order to clandestinely grab the lube and the vibrating beads she had decided to use, hoping the kids would keep his eyes closed and mind distracted. The beads were one of her favorite toys, one that she often used on herself but not on others, as the intensity was too much for some; however, she was convinced that the boy could handle it, especially since her knew that all of her actions were indirect displays of her love and affection for him. Lubricating the toy with generous amounts of the substance, Jinri subsequently very carefully pushed the beads inside the boy, her free hand going back to stroking his , knowing that this would cause a bit more of a sting than before.

@Jinri Middle finger pulled away from between his teeth Jiwon wanted to voice protest already bubbling in his throat. The habit was something he did often, but Jiwon found he couldn't say no to Jinri's insistence of both words and action. Eager eyes set upon her pale fingertips Jiwon met the skin with his tongue. Lips closing around the digits he did exactly as he was told, and around Jinri's fingers with sensual slides of the muscle. His - once again - trapped moans caused by Jinri's continued marking across his torso delivered vibrations to the woman's fingers. Instead of closing his eyes he watched her, to see if she was watching him as he worked.

As her deft fingers wrapped around the base of his Jiwon found the close of his lips breaking away. He moaned around Jinri's fingers, hot breath puffing out as she began to move her hand up and down. Heat and friction gave way to pleasure, of which he couldn't deny and closed his eyes at the feeling. Fingers retreating from his mouth Jiwon whimpered, a trail of spit connecting his lips to the tip of Jinri's finger before breaking. Moments later his lips were once again recaptured in a soft, much more gentle kiss that the previous. It was enough to distract him, combined with the pleasure he received from the , so Jiwon didn't notice at first as she pushed her fingers inside him. Once he was aware of the insertion he reached up to grip the sleeve of her sweatshirt, a small sting accompanying the action. It wasn't anything he couldn't get used to, but it was always just the first few seconds.

@☆ Jiwon Glancing up at the sound of Jiwon's hot, loud moan, Jinri's smirk faded into a small frown as she noticed that he was biting his finger. Although she normally wouldn't have minded, the action was both muffling his moans and was a harbinger for potentially hurting himself. Reaching up with her free hand, she gently pried his finger out of his mouth and shoved her index and middle fingers between his plush lips. ", baby," she commanded, voice guttural with lust, before leaning down to randomly and bite at other patches of skin on his chest and abdomen, determined to let everyone know that he was hers for the next few days.

Her other hand then wrapped around the base and began to move up and down his shaft in slow, steady motions, only stopping once was nice and erect. Jinri sat up sightly, removing from his skin so she could take a second to admire her work, finding the scenery before her to be utterly gratifying. Taking her fingers from his mouth, she momentarily inspected how lubricated they were before moving them downward, fingertips gently rubbing and moving across the rim of his in light, circular motions. Leaning up, she kissed him in a manner that was much softer and passionate than their previous kiss, lips molding against his perfectly. The heiress simultaneously pushed her fingers inside of him, hoping that both the kiss and would distract him from any potential pain.

@Jinri As Jinri's tongue dipped into his mouth Jiwon's pleasurable noises - whines, groans, breathy little gasps - were swallowed by the seal of their lips. His eyes fluttered shut at the hot intrusion. Focusing on the presence of her hands and mouth on his body Jiwon found his own hands moving over the bedspread, scrunching the blankets between slim digits and pulling subconsciously. As Jinri's teeth took hold of his plush lower lip it dragged a keening sound from within Jiwon's throat. The tiny sting of pain that accompanied such an action had pink dusting over his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Jiwon knew for sure that his lips were already shades of red darker than they had been previously, abused and slick with mixed saliva. The aftermath clouded Jiwon's mind with nothing else but a raw need.

"Ah!" he cries out softly, jumping a bit as Jinri's mouth that had been over his lips just earlier reached his left . The feeling of her soft lips around the erect bud was enough to push him further into that corner of his mind. Jiwon could sense his previous mindfulness falling away at the sensation of warmth and wetness. He brought a hand up to his mouth, not covering it because he knew Jinri liked to hear him, but gently biting down on his finger for something to pay attention to. Groaning when she hummed before releasing the with a 'pop' Jiwon followed her eyes. Maybe it was because of how long she had been gone, but even Jiwon couldn't believe how he was because of Jinri's simple actions. Whimpering as she turns her attention to his other Jiwon grips the sheets with his left hand. He feels her fingers on his side, wondering what she's about to do next, but finding he doesn't need to as her palm is suddenly between his legs and causing him to moan, longer and louder than before.

@☆ Jiwon The soft melody of pleasured noises that Jiwon created with each of her actions threatened to drive Jinri mad with desire, a newfound zeal arising within her as she realized she wanted his melodious moans to be so loud that the whole corridor could hear the fruits of her pleasuring. Her tongue eagerly slipped into his hot cavern when he opened his mouth, expertly exploring and tasting and dancing with his, fingers continually brushing over his s until they became erect. She added in the occasional nip to his luscious lower lip, never biting hard enough to draw blood but applying enough pressure for him to feel a bit of pain. Jinri quickly found herself expending the majority of her willpower to not take the boy right then and there, head clouded with the pure euphoria that accompanied kissing him in such a hot, passionate manner.

Breaking the kiss only after she was sure his lips would be swollen for days to come, Jinri peppered kisses down his neck before her lips encircled his left , experimentally and on it to see how he would react. It wasn't something she did often, usually just using her fingers to play with his s; however, today was special--/he/ was special--and she was determined to show him that. Glancing up at his face, she hummed softly to give him a different sensation and then released his with a soft 'pop'. ", you're so sensitive, baby boy," Jinri all but moaned out, impressed with how erect his s had become--even the other was erect without her lips having been on it. "So perfect, so good for mommy." As she moved to abuse his right in a similar manner, one hand grasped his side to steady herself while the other sneaked down his body, softly and teasingly palming his slightly erect .

@Jinri He should be used to it by now, the way Jinri's eyes trail over his body. Jiwon knows she likes to drink in his appearance no matter if he may be embarrassed or even shy. Such traits are portrayed in his behavior, like when he brings his arms over his chest to try and cover up. Fingers grasping at the skin of his shoulder he waits for Jinri to actually get onto the bed. It dips for a moment as she adjusts, blankets shifting and coming out of place. Not that Jiwon minds, considering the bed will probably be a mess later on. When her hands are on his thighs again, this time without denim between their skin, Jiwon easily submits and allows her to open his legs. She fits perfectly in the center where he merely has to look up to see Jinri's face.

Then her hands are on his torso and Jiwon in a short breath. He'd been about to say something, but the words are lost as her fingers roam over the expanse of his chest. Returning her gaze, something heated the ignites a spark within, Jiwon trembles just slightly beneath her. Nodding fervently Jiwon wondered in the back of his head how long Jinri would play with him like this. . It's not the first time it's happened, but there's just something about her actions that leave Jiwon wanting more and more to the point of almost breaking. He thinks of it happening tonight. "I promise. I'll be a good boy." he says, tone light with something akin to childish enthusiasm. The feeling gives way to something quieter and more passionate as Jinri begins to kiss a path over his skin. He gasps as she focuses particularly on his collarbones, relishing the feeling of warmth and the scrape of teeth. It's over before he knows it and Jiwon is looking at her questioningly - only to let out a quiet moan as her thumbs come into contact with his s. Jiwon squirms, responding to the kiss and opening his mouth as he feels Jinri's wet tongue against his bottom lip.

@☆ Jiwon Although Jinri heard his soft whine, she unintentionally ignored it as her eyes roamed over Jiwon's body, trying to commit every nook and cranny of his lean yet slightly muscular physique to memory. Even though she had seen him countless times, she never failed to the take time to openly appreciate his attractiveness, wanting the boy to know that he was very much desired. Not bothering to remove her clothes--she had plans to make him undress her later--the heiress slowly climbed on to bed and crawled over to where he was lying down, gently grasping his thighs to spread them apart so she could settle comfortably between his legs.

"Yes, baby boy?" Jinri finally responded in a teasing tone, her hands gingerly feeling around his chest and abdomen, eyes twinkling with a certain mischief as she stared into his onyx orbs. She could tell that he was becoming impatient and it excited her to the very core to see him so defenseless and needy beneath her. Normally she would immediately begin to appease his silent plea, but today the heiress felt like savoring the experience, craving to pleasure him both slowly and extensively until Jiwon was reduced to a writhing mess of moans and cries. "I need you to be a good, patient boy for me, love. Let mommy take care of you." With that, Jinri leaned down to kiss his shoulder before trailing open-mouthed pecks across his upper chest, purposefully spending a few seconds gently nipping and at his beautiful collar bones. Once satisfied, she glanced up at him with a small grin, thumbs lightly brushing over and pressing on his sensitive s while her lips captured his in another delicious kiss, running her tongue along his bottom lip to ask for permission to enter.

@Jinri Senses honing in on every one of Jinri's actions he found it was the only thing he could focus on. As his previous emotions were overcome with anticipation Jiwon belatedly realized her hands moving on his thighs, making nonsensical patterns as he thought. Once he'd finished speaking the man bit his lip in question. Would she be alright the answer? It seemed so, as her expression shifted once again into that smirk Jiwon had seen so many times before. Something he began wanting to see more and more whenever the heiress was around. Jiwon, swiping his tongue over his lips, tentatively retracted his hands from the sides of Jinri's sweatshirt in preparation for what was to come next. 

He nodded, pushing himself further onto the bed after Jinri stood up. The skin of his thighs was already losing the feeling of warmth from where her hands had been. Jiwon missed the sensation, but that soon passed in a moment as he began to undress. He began with his jacket, tugging off the sleeves and turning to stand on his knees on the mattress so he could toss it to the floor. Jiwon listened as Jinri looted around one of the many drawers, purposely keeping his back turned so he wouldn't see what she picked out. He wanted it to be a surprise. After that it was easy enough to pull off his shirt, continuing with his pants and everything else until he was left against the bedspread. Checking himself one more time Jiwon finally faced the other, laying his head against one of the many soft pillows. He wanted to please, wanted to make Jinri happy in any way he could - of course, Jiwon liked to receive as well, which is pretty much how their dynamic worked. "Mommy..." he said, a small whine lacing his tone that voiced impatience. Jiwon couldn't wait anymore after Jinri's indirect promise.

@☆ Jiwon Jinri could almost see his imagination going wild as Jiwon thought about his answer to her words, the rosy blush that painted his cheeks visible even in the dim lighting of his room, his soft pants like music to her ears. Patiently waiting for him to finish speaking, she continued to caress his outer thighs, tracing random shapes on the denim with her fingertips. It was taking a fair amount of her willpower to not kiss him senseless once again, as the boy just looked so delectable with his now slightly-swollen lips and pink cheeks. She devoted her full attention to Jiwon when he began to speak again, eyes possibly flitting to his lips once or twice as they moved. His answer, although it titillated her dominant side beyond compare, almost disappointed the part of her that craved to make him feel as pleasured as possible--not that it was a matter of utmost importance, of course, as the pleasure he was going to experience was inevitably bound to be absolutely ic. The only sign of emotion on the heiress' face was a small smirk on her lips, and she hummed softly to let him know she had internalized his answer, quickly pecking his lips before responding.

"If that's what you want, baby boy," drawled out Jinri, retracting her hands from his jeans, "I'm going to need you to lie down and undress yourself for me, okay?" With one last sweet kiss she slid off the bed and headed over to his dresser, not at all worried that he would disobey. Opening one of the drawers to reveal a few essentials she had stored there--lube, a few condoms, and some toys she had envisaged him enjoying--the heiress grabbed whatever she deemed necessary and headed back over to the bed, setting the items on his nightstand. Allowing herself a few moments of self-indulgence, she sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Jiwon undressed, intense gaze suffused with both desire and admiration for the elder.

@Jinri It was embarrassing to admit but Jiwon was pretty sure his heart soared at the English words uttered by Jinri's mouth. Somehow, he felt as if they were just for him. Most people in the house might not understand the language like he did, and Jiwon came up with the thought that it must be special. Something for him to hold onto when he really needed it. A precious memory. Again, the kiss he receives from the woman delights in his lips that quirk upwards. The smile is wholesome and he finds he can't stop with the motion, allowing it to express what he can't put into words. Jiwon wants to say thank you, or respond in much the same manner because he honestly views Jinri in the same way. So ethereal, so strong - she's what he looks up to and sometimes he can't believe that she'd spend her time with someone like him.

Seeing the smirk pass onto Jinri's features he couldn't help the expectation rising within him. Jiwon squirmed just a bit as her hands moved to the outside of his thighs, heat transferring through the fabric. The kiss was what he needed in that moment, something to ground Jiwon to the situation at hand. He responds with enthusiasm and chases after Jinri's lips when she pulls away, panting softly after having his breath stolen. Stopping himself from getting too out of hand Jiwon eventually settles for being still, because he wants to prove that he can be a good boy for mommy. "I think..." he starts, mind beginning to fill with the possibilities. It makes him hot all over, to think of what she could do to him and yeah, maybe there are some things Jiwon really wants, but in the face of his punishment he'll save those for another time. "Mommy should do what she likes. Mommy knows how to make sure I'm a good boy, so she gets to decide."

@☆ Jiwon The smile that spread across his lips, although small and nothing too special, cause Jinri's demeanor to soften considerably. It was so breathtaking, so warm, so sincerely replete with unspoken promises and stories of the many vicissitudes of his life that she very much desired to one day hear about. She felt warmed by his smile because, unbeknownst to Jiwon, she had heard him cry at night, heard him whimper in his sleep. Even though he wasn't as plagued by sadness as others, she was still aware that he had his demons, and as someone who cared deeply for the boy, she just wanted him to be happy. "You're so gorgeous, baby," she found herself whispering in English and then Korean, leaning close in order to place upon his luscious lips a fleeting kiss, silently asking him to smile more for her, "absolutely beautiful."

She pulled back when he spoke next, his words causing a smirk to form on her own lips. The heiress nodded slightly, taking his rhetorical question as him indirectly consenting to her proposition--he definitely knew the implications that accompanied her definition of "punishment." Her hands moved to rest on his outer thighs, lightly massaging the skin through his jeans. "Hmm...I suppose mommy does," the heiress responded, and with that captured his lips in a real kiss, one that was slightly gentle yet forceful and hot, only breaking the kiss when she felt as if he needed to breathe. Her dominant nature was kicking in, and suddenly all Jinri wanted was to hear him cry out her name, to see his body arch and writhe in pleasure, to make him release over and over again until he couldn't move from her arms. "Tell me, angel, how should I make sure that you're a good boy today, mm? I have three weeks worth of making up to do, so I want to hear /exactly/ what my baby's thinking."

@Jinri Knowing a mark would appear on his skin Jiwon wondered if anyone else would see it. If they would be aware of what it meant. The sensation of a bruise forming beneath his skin was enough to have his breath quicken by a fraction. Jiwon even whined momentarily when Jinri finally pulled her lips away from the spot, no doubt appreciating the handiwork. Instead of replying Jiwon merely nods, listening intently to her words. "Next time..." he murmurs, as if to make a promise, may it be to himself, Jinri or both of them. When her words turn into those that utter protection and care Jiwon can't help but allow a small smile to spread across his features. He felt happy that Jinri was proud of him.

As she let go of his chin, pulling him into a hug that he no doubt needed in that moment, Jiwon practically melted. It just felt so nice to be held, to be /cared/ for. Letting Jinri do as she pleases he grins as she pecks his cheeks, nervousness ebbing away once more like the ocean tide. Grin giving way to a lesser smile Jiwon takes on a kid-like seriousness. "I can be a good boy." he mirrored, pausing for just a moment as Jinri leans forward to brush her lips against his. Jiwon doesn't want to 'cause a disruption in the slow movement - he just wants to keep the feeling of it. His breath puffs out minutely as her hand moves down to his thigh, pressing into the denim of his jeans, warm and comforting, but also gaining presence as a non-verbal message. "Punishment?" Jiwon plays around with the word in his head, knowing what it could possibly mean. "Well...mommy has to make sure I'm a good boy, right?"

@☆ Jiwon Nodding slightly, Jinri tenderly abused the soft skin with until she was satisfied with the intensity of reddish purple mark that had begun to form, intentionally having bruised such a hidden area--she was in no position to leave a visible blemish, as he wasn't hers to openly claim, but she wanted him to constantly be reminded of her through the clandestine mark. "Yes, you should have," she murmured in a soft, clement tone, though it adopted a slight twinge of pique as she continued speaking, "I don't want you to think I'm okay with another master bothering you, baby boy, because I'm not. It pisses me off to imagine you being harassed, and I'm proud that you stood up for yourself."

She could feel his fingers pressed into her sweatshirt, could hear his slightly shaky breathing, and it took a moment for her to calm herself, releasing his chin so she could pull him into a warm embrace, hand still rubbing his hip. The softest of sighs escaped her before she gently pressed kisses to Jiwon's cheeks, hoping to see the nervousness in his evaporate. "However, I'm not always here to help and watch you, as evidenced by this...incident, so I need to know that you can be a good boy without me here, mm?" Her words were truthfully a manifestation of the worry the heiress had felt over the past three weeks. Jinri finally leaned forward and lightly kissed him, just a brush of the lips, while her hand moved to caress his thigh--an act that was meant to be both affectionate and sensual. "But, seeing as you are being /such/ a good boy for mommy, I won't punish you unless you want me to, my love."

@Jinri He hunched his shoulders, folding in on himself and wincing a bit at the word he oh, so loved to hear, but not in such a tone. Jiwon didn't dare turn his head as he heard her move to place the bag on the floor. It was only when she reached for him, grasped his chin between delicate yet firm fingers, that Jiwon looked at her. His eyes could tell the story of his guilt. Nodding his head - though he wanted nothing more than to tilt his head down and avoid her gaze - Jiwon listened to Jinri's word. "Yes, mommy." He feels a sense of relief wash over him for only a moment as she pulls him closer, his hands naturally moving to close around the fabric of the sides of her shirt for something to hold onto. The trail of kisses pressed lightly along the skin of his neck further whatever calm Jiwon was feeling. But then she's whispering into his ear and he freezes. He knows he's been a bad boy, and to hear that she's disappointed in him makes Jiwon's stomach feel queasy. As Jinri continues her ministrations Jiwon shifts a bit, adjusting his seat as a way to expel the nervousness once again welling up within. A short, barely there gasp gets caught in his throat as she the flesh behind his ear and rubs a warm palm into his hip. Jiwon bites his lip, fingers pressing into the fabric of her sweatshirt. "I should have let him do what he wanted?" And it's more of a question than a statement, because Jiwon's never 100% sure with these things. "I'm sorry, mommy."

@☆ Jiwon As the older turned his head Jinri bit back a smirk, as always tickled by his childish nature. There were times when his childishness was almost too much for her to handle, of course, but in this particular scenario she found it very cute--though, in compliance with her established position in his life, she kept a straight face and leveled tone. "Baby," she chastised in a soft yet authoritative voice, setting the gift bag down on the floor beside the bed and promptly reaching over to gently grasp his chin to force him to look at her face. "I understand that you feel guilty but you need to look me in the eyes when you speak, okay?" With a soft sigh and despondent look, Jinri gently pulled him toward her and pressed a soft trail of soothing kisses upward from the crook of his neck to his jaw, eventually whispering in his ear, "You're normally such a good boy, and we've been over the rules so many times before--I'm disappointed to hear about this." Not knowing exactly how she was going to punish him quite yet--or even if she was, depending on his response--her other hand moved down to slip beneath his shirt and pants to gently rub his protruding hipbone. She kissed his ear lightly before softly on the area behind it, putting pressure on a spot that she knew was one of his sweet spots and would elicit a reaction from him. "Tell me how you should have reacted to his advances, love."

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@Jinri "It's not like it's a bad thing." he said, voice childish in both tone and reasoning. Deep down Jiwon knew it wouldn't be enough to convince her but it's the principle of the matter. As she put a hand on his chest to keep him from looking Jiwon couldn't help the momentary pout that slipped onto his features. It would have been so easy just to lean forward a bit more, but he knew when to listen and even pulled away so he couldn't see by accident. "But-" he started, then stopped, because her next question called for him to think back on the weeks she had been away. While Jiwon wasn't necessarily the type to cause trouble there may have been one incident... He thought about lying, and telling Jinri that he had been a good boy, but he knew that wouldn't work. She would find out eventually. "I maybe got in trouble with one master..." he said, letting go of her arm and turning his head away, feeling guilty for what he was admitting. "I was kinda rude, but it was their fault in the first place! He wouldn't stop bothering me."