@✾ ⋰ selena g. For her to think that she had ever been invisible... it made him laugh, the sound barely hidden in the soft darkness of her hair, ebony curls that muffled the sound, although he was sure she could still hear it, what with her cheek pressed up against his chest like this. With his hand still cradling the back or her head, he pulled back ever so slightly, giving her a rather pointed look, his brows furrowed and his lips pursed as if he was still trying to hide his laughter from her.
"You're silly to assume that you've ever been invisible to anybody, you know?", he said as he reached down to adjust her leg against his hip, fingertips trailing up her thigh until they were wrapping around her waist, then higher like he was counting the spaces between her ribs. "You never realized it. How your smile lit up an entire room, how your mere presence turned a place into a home, how your entire being always seeped into the cracks and settled there. And I think that's one of the reasons I fell in love with you, back then. You had the potential of becoming someone superficial and horrible, but look at you. You've always been too gentle and too kind to end up like that."
He paused, leaning in to peck the tip of her nose, his eyes created into crescents moons ever so softly, his fingers gentle in her hair as to not tangle it. "Don't expect too much. It's just an apartment I rarely ever spend time at. And I feel bad, baby. You don't have to use your free days because of me."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. reassurance plunges through selena’s entirety at his words: we’ll figure it out. of course they’ll figure out, she thinks to herself despite the lingering doubts moments before seokwoo had spoken. at the end of the day, they always managed to figure out anything they wanted or anything they needed under the suspicious eyes following each of them (mainly her). although they’d never really danced together, they were always stuck in a secret dance beneath the whispers of the moon and stars. she’s listening to him speak intently, and simultaneously listening to the beat of his heart and cleared lungs as he breathes in, and out.
her cheek is pressed against his chest as he holds her close, allowing her eyes to flutter shut. how had she deserved this? she thought to herself, only to furrow her brows as if to wish away any and all negative questions regarding this situation. the answers didn’t matter anyway – because regardless of the answer, they were here in her bed, together again. “you’ve always been mine, too. you always saw me, even when I was the most invisible.” her lips curl into a faint smile as she leans back to look at him again, as if momentarily pondering, before nodding. “I got an almost perfect score last month so I’ve got quite a bit of unused free time. I think that would be fine.” selena nods, biting back a widening smile with eyes glimmering in excitement. “to your place, huh? I look forward to seeing it.”
@✾ ⋰ selena g. "We will figure it out", Seokwoo whispered back at her, only to fall silent as he held her, pondering her last question. Had they ever been free? Were they free now and would they ever be truly free? Perhaps the shackles of their social standings were gone now, but they replaced them with something else at the exact same moment. They each had picked their poison, but did it really matter?
"I disagree", he told her after his extended silence, leaning his head against hers, wrapping his arms around her until he was cradling her against his chest like she was something precious and fragile. He knew better, knew that nothing could ever truly break her, but to him she was just that. His fragile, precious everything. His heart, presented on a silver platter. "We've always been free with each other. You've always been my freedom and my safe haven, Selena. With you, it never mattered that I came from nothing and nothing was probably waiting for me in my life. You always saw everything in me and that set me free. Without you, back then, I would've given up on becoming something and someone else, compared to my father. So no. No, we've never been free from the world, but I've always been free with you." He pauses, only to chuckle and kiss her head, softly and tenderly. "Are you allowed to leave? Can I kidnap you for at least a couple days to take you to my place? So we can figure everything out in peace?"
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. sniffling again, and quietly, selena keeps her eyes locked upon his own as if silently instructed to do so. there was so much that she had forgotten about him, and so many memories that she recalls in waves. it was almost like her brain had blocked everything out, like a chosen amnesia that had begun to wear off the moment he stepped foot within the establishment, and back into her heart. in this moment, she has waves and images of them laying in bed late at night, whispering conversations to not be caught by her parents, only to awaken hours later to assist in him sneaking back out of her room. his fingers felt just like this in her hair and over her skin – warm, soft, familiar.
selena ponders for a moment, what he says, and only then shakes her head slightly. “i don’t have anything emotionally keeping me here, it’s just more so… the establishment itself. i don’t know if there is a process to follow, and if there is, what that process would be. i don’t even know who to ask, or a name to give to you. aside from having my own rules and lists of things to follow, there’s really no point of contact.” she looks back at her hands, still drawing faint lines above his flesh. “i want to be free with you. we never have really been free, have we? until now?”
@✾ ⋰ selena g. What if they were too late? What if all they had were the ghosts they were chasing, the people they used to be and used to love? Would it break them apart, would they realize that in the end, too much time had passed for them to rediscover who they had once been and the love they had felt for each other at one point? And yet, something about that thought didn't sit right with him. Because one heart knew the other and that never really changed. He had tried to judge her for where she had ended up, but in reality he wasn't all that different, was he? Selena had become the body to warm someone else's bed and patch up and empty space all the lost souls wandering into the lounge truly were. And Seokwoo was that lost soul, had tried to warm his sheets with bodies upon bodies, just to wake up empty handed and with a heavy heart. So, which one of them was worse?
"We could never be too late", he told her as he smoothed her hair away from her face, cupping the side of her head with a large hand so she had no other choice but keep her eyes locked upon his, his brows slightly furrowed as he did so. "I mean it, little rose. We were meant to walk away from each other and we were meant to walk back into each other's lives just like this. And I will get you out of here. One way or the other. I know you'd do anything for me, because I'd do anything for you as well. But I don't want you to jeopardize your own safety, trying to leave for and because of me. You need... you need to tell me what keeps you strapped down to this place so I can undo these ties. Only then will we be truly free."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. just as he laid upon his side, selena laid upon hers with one leg now pressed against the mattress and the other locked around his waist. with arms wrapped around his broad shoulders she remains in place, fingers fidgeting with the hair that clung to the nape of his neck. her eyes fluttered shut as seokwoo kissed her forehead and her hair, and for what felt like the first time in years, she found safety in the company that he offered. her grip tightens slightly as fear washed over her once again, fear that he would pull himself up and walk away. it would take time for her to realize that he really wouldn’t leave her behind again, that she wouldn’t be hit by another man at this moment. that he wouldn’t hurt her.
“but what if we’re too late?”
she whispers in a shaky voice, opening her eyes back up to look at him. “what if I’m stuck here? i don’t know how to leave. i don’t know…” there was an emptiness in her, where the thought of leaving the lounge lingered. if she were to remove the lounge from that spot, what would she fill it with? what would she do with her time instead? perhaps these were to be navigated if she ever did manage to leave. if he wanted her to leave. with eyebrows furrowed she nods once in acknowledgement to her own thoughts. “i would leave… if you wanted me to..” her palm encircles his shoulder to draw small figures upon where his collarbones meet. “I would do anything for you.”
@✾ ⋰ selena g. "No", Seokwoo shook his head as he brushed away the tears that were falling down her temples and seeping into her hair, a tiny sad smile playing around the corners of his mouth. "No, my heart, listen to me..."
He paused, shifting a little so he could turn onto his side, not pulling away or out, simply holding her close to his chest as he peppered kisses against her forehead and into her now messy hairy, his fingers buried in the silken locks at the back of her head. This felt familiar and strange at the same time, like something they had done a thousand times and yet it was nothing more than a distant dream that he would be waking up from, only remembering small snippets and feelings.
"We had to walk away from each other, I think", Seokwoo confessed, his lips brushing over her forehead with every word he spoke. "Because we would've failed, otherwise. Doesn't it have more meaning, now that we found each other again? In this city, with a million people around us. On this earth, with billions of people. We found each other when we had... when we had given up on ourselves. And now? Now I feel like it'll all be okay. One way or the other, Selena. Because I'm not leaving you ever again, either. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. her body had been practically lifted from the mattress as he gripped her, and oh so tightly. selena wished that they could stay like this forever - say goodby from the cruel world that they were experiencing as adults and wish away all responsibilities. she wished for them to be together as one, just like this, physically and emotionally, forever. her own arms wind tightly around his shoulders as his neck falls into the crook of her neck and she releases a soft moan as his warmth spreads within. they were more apart of one another now than they had in years and years. her legs, too, wrap around him as if to properly secure him in place, trapping him in her body until they would inevitably be torn apart.
selena's lips linger against his, eyes fluttering open to observe his face. an overwhelming feeling of love washes over her, causing more tears to brim at her eyes and even slip down her temples. "no, seokwoo, none of it was your fault. it was me - i should have found you. i should have never left in the first place." her lower lip quivers, arms loosening to run her palms down both of his cheeks. "/i'm/ sorry. i'm so, so, sorry... my love, my seokwoo. i'll never leave you again, i promise."
@✾ ⋰ selena g. And there it was, the proof that Seokwoo was nothing more than a slave to her. Not because Selena made him one, bit simply because he belonged to her. It was as simple as that and it would forever be this way. He had given himself to her irrevocably and irreversibly so and while he had regretted it for so many years, he couldn't regret it, now. Not when she was so beautiful, falling apart beneath him, pulling him down under with her as if she was nothing more than a siren, wrapping both her arms around him to drag him into a watery grave and a dark end. He groaned, the sound wounded as he toppled over, tucking his face into the crook of her neck, his arms winding around her to hold her close as his hips delivered one or three deep s and then he stilled, air locked in his lungs and muscles pulling taut, desire spilling deep into her.
"", he whispered after a couple moments of simply breathing her in, simply allowing himself to calm his erratic heartbeat, pushing himself up to his elbows so he could find her lips in a tender kiss, his forehead pressing into hers just after, his eyes closed while he whispered: "I really do. Never stopped. Never could stop loving you, no matter how hard I tried. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I should have found you sooner."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. a mix of a whimper and a whine simultaneously emit from the confinements of selena's rosy tiers as her hand is seized, her body being so so close to such a precious release. red splotched her chest, her neck and her face and yet, she returns the kiss with insatiable hunger. her eyes are open, pouring into his and pleading for a mix of .. everything: her own release, for him to reach his with her, for him to love and forgive her, and to understand everything she had tried so hard these past few hours to explain... well.. before they began their dance on the mattress beneath them. all she could do was nod, talking in absolute tongues as she repetitively whispered, "yes, yes, i understand, all yours, yes.." and so on. realistically, there was absolutely nobody else in this world that could do this to her, make her feel this way about herself emotionally and physically.
his fingers replace hers and her body is on the edge of absolute destruction, shaking and quivering beneath him so much that her hips began to slightly ache. she followed his demand and immediately looked at him with eyebrows knit together and a sparkle in her eye, perhaps it was from the determination of chasing that high once again. she wanted to be closer, to furthermore be consumed by his mere entirety. so she perches herself upon her left elbow and keeps her other arm above her head to hold his hand - a of innocence in a moment of sinful actions. his scent tainted her nostrils and filled her lungs, blanketing her and lingering like a perfume.
and then... he says the complete unexpected, just as she had moments prior. her brain hadn't a chance to stop the confession, although her body practically spoke for itself. he loved her. seokwoo /loved/ her. tears dared to brim her eyes whilst she smiled up at him, her forehead now pressed against his own, where hair clung desperately to sweaty flesh. " with me, please.. with m...." selena began to plea, gasping as the pool within her abdomen tightened and tightened intensely, until a rough wave crashed over her entirety and rolled throughout her body, throwing it back against the mattress once more with her thighs tightening at each of his side, quivering and seizing beneath his touch as her second crashed upon the shore of her body.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. There had always been a certain kind of beauty on their tragedy, if Seokwoo was being honest. Perhaps without it all, they would've ended up splitting up, just two kids in love who didn't understand the weight of the world and the responsibilities that came with those fated three words. Maybe they would have ran away together, would've gotten married way too soon, have a child, only to one day wake up and realize that it hadn't been the right thing. That there had been more to life. They had been too perfect, in their own damaged ways. Because Seokwoo had been idealistic and quick to judge, had seen the world through a black and white filter. It had been all or nothing for him, for most of his life back then. And Selena, in her own way, had always seemed the same to him. They had been living in a fantasy without having lived their lives. But now they had and their experiences had left their marks.
"Don't", he rumbled out while catching her hand and seizing it by the wrist, leaning down to press a punishing kiss to her pliant lips, already swollen and pink from their previously shared ones. "You're going to by my hands and nothing else, understood? You're going to r-remember just how much you belong to me."
And she did. She always had and she always would and he was going to show it to her, his own hands taking the place of her fingers, strumming her like an instrument he knew how to play with his eyes closed. He did, truly. But still...
"Look at me", he demanded softly, panting for air, out of breath from the strain he was putting on his own body, already dangling over the yawning abyss of absolute rapture. And when she did, he whispered: "I love you too."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. although vague with her request for more of him, selena was granted exactly what she wanted. seokwoo was always good at that, even if she could have been a bit more specific when asking for something that she wanted, or even hinting at it, he always managed to find the perfect thing to satiate her needs and wants. from her position beneath him, she, too, tried to give more. she attempted to buck her hips upwards to meet his s, to tighten her walls around him in a steady rhythm similar to that of his hips, but otherwise, there wasn't much to do in regard to performance optimization beneath the weight of him. her fingers gripped his tightly and her free arm encircled his chest and pressed against his back, nails sinking into the flesh to leave behind marks similar to one a bear, or even a wolf, might leave in scars.
her body and soul begged for his love, even after this was all said and done. but how? how could somebody realistically love somebody within her position? a for others to come and play with when they needed attention - too lonely to have their desires be fulfilled elsewhere? "oh baby.... s..o deep.." the sounds that could be heard from them could be classified as nasty - moans and groans, talks of sweet nothings, skin slapping and echoing off of the walls - and yet it was music to her own ears. any facade that may have lingered within her, any walls build protecting her heart all came crumbling down. here she was, completely his to take and have fun with. "oh my god, baby - just like that... !" she throws her head back against the mattress, arching her back whilst retracting her free hand from his back to reach down between them, rubbing at her as he s repetitively into her gspot.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. How could he possibly give her more when she already possessed all of him? Selena held his heart and soul in her very hands, wrapped around her pretty little fingers and yet she didn't seem to know. Or maybe she did, because Seokwoo felt the same way. He needed more of her, more of everything, until his entire self was intertwined with her like vines crawling into the gaps of an old building. Not to tear it down, but to become one with it and create a place that made people wonder as they looked at it. His soul had always been her castle, his mind her kingdom. And now that he had her beneath his body like this again, he wanted to make her see. Wanted to make her understand and fully grasp the gravity of it all. Of their reunion.
"Never wanted to do anything other than love you", Seokwoo whispered into her ear while he grasped one of her ankles and pushed her leg towards her own body, lifting himself up to his knees a little more as he did so. She wanted more of him, so he'd give her more. Picking up his pace, he still kept one hand laced with hers and above her head, the other grasping the back of her thigh to keep her leg in place, his hips powerful as he set a rhythm that he hoped would make her lose all of her practice, all of her inhibitions. She wanted more? And so did he. Seokwoo wanted her raw, wanted the past few years to melt away from her, revealing the true woman he loved beneath all of those layers.
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. to put it simply, they were each others missing puzzle pieces.
there were so many ways that selena could describe what seokwoo was to her, and yet at the same time, none of them ever seemed able to truly grasp how she felt. he was the soul of her soul, her twin flame - a soulmate even, half of her soul, as the poets say. and yet, these revelations do not do her feelings for him justice. these feelings consumer her entirely, and without him, her soul is like a desert. dry, empty, and repetitively sanded until the remnants of him and who she was /with/ him remained buried alive. when she left him, it almost felt as though it was she who was being buried alive - suffocating and oh, oh so painful. and then someone would come along to dig her up, but would only find the fossil of only what was and what could have been. they could put her up for display and laugh, or look at her with sadness. all she would be is an empty shell without him, and that’s how it’s been for the previous few years without him.
the sheets are soft beneath her back as they are flipped over and she gasps, looking up at him in a fleeting feeling of bewilderment. it’s quick to disappear and be replaced with a visage twisted in pure pleasure and sentiment - content that they had finally reunited under these circumstances. her lips move fluidly against his own, thighs hovering at each side of his hips as her fingers interlace with him. warmth spreads through selena’s body as he takes her hands and hold it, and her hips elevate to meet the movement of his own. “so perfect..” she can only whisper in response as his hips begin to press more and more into her, and repetitively at that. the new position offers him a newfound depth that she is unaware he’d ever reached before. “oh my g— baby, you’re so deep..” her moans fill the thickness of the room, free flowing from her tongue with accompanying gasps.
“no… no, only .. only you.. —“
her hands grip at his own and she stares up at him, brows furrowed in relentless pleasure. “my body is only yours.. has only been y-yours.. made for you, you’re so ing perfect for me.. could do anything to me..” in any other situation when he would have called her baby girl, she would have happily responded with the corresponding nickname, but this moment didn’t call for it. her walls gripped him with a plea for his accute return, almost begging in flutters for itself to be completely ruined by him.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. They always worked in tandem. It was strange, to think that way when a part of him had always thought that Selena was above him, too good for him. Back as this young lad, naive and hopeful, Seokwoo had believed Selena to be too good for him, too good for this relationship, simply because she had been born into completely different circumstances. The world had taught him that a woman like her wasn't meant to be with a guy like him and sure, the thought had been romantic, that they would be enough for each other, that they didn't need much and that they would be fine simply because they loved each other. It was a silly thought, one that had plagued him more often than he would ever admit. Because love alone wasn't enough to put food on the table, love wasn't enough to conquer it all. And now, a part of him still thought that she was too good for him, but for completely different reasons.
None of that mattered, though. Because all that mattered in this moment were they beating hearts, the way they still beat at the same rhythm and the sync their bodies were still in. The sound that slipped from him when she sank down at him was that of a wounded animal, her body welcoming him home like the long lost lover he was and it was pure and utter bliss. It was everything. But it still didn't feel completely /right/ and Seokwoo didn't wait long after she had settled in his lap, before he grasped he'd by the hips and turned the both of them around so her back hit the bed and he was hovering above her, nestles between her thighs as if they were his home and this was exactly where he was supposed to be. In a way, it was true.
"Still feels perfect", he whispered against as he delivered the first slow, calculated into her core, as he fell into an easy, familiar rhythm, his hands seeking hers to lace their fingers together, bringing them up above her head as he kissed her. "Still made for me, baby. You were always made for me, weren't you? T-tell me, baby girl, did anybody ever come close to feeling the way I feel inside of you?"
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. a soft moan could be heard from her lips as he encourages off of his shaft, her visage pointed into the air as she looks at him with hooded eyes. she was completely at his mercy, just as she'd always been. there may have been a few times within their relationship that he could have felt as though selena had more power over him - and she could recognize whenever he felt such a way. but in all honesty, it was really him. she was totally and completely wrapped around his fingers, easily influenced by his thoughts and ideas.
when they had first began their relationship, she was at an age where she was on the cusp of finding life outside of what her parents wished for her, yet, she remained nervous to go behind their backs as fear of them finding out lingered heavily upon her shoulders. and yet he would come to her window, assist as she would sneak out, and they would be found on their own secret missions and rendezvous' not only in the gardens, but around the emptiness of the town in the middle of the night and the early mornings. he showed her that there was a huge world outside of the confinement of her parent's walls, and she was happy to explore it as long as he would accompany her.
so now, as he tells her to stop, she does. in reality, selena would do anything for him. she would have done it in the past, she would do it now, and god, would she do it in the future.
with a proud smile she climbs back up his body, her lips gliding against his flesh as she climbs up his length and just until she catches his lips with her own. "i want that, too. i want you... so ing bad, baby." her center presses against the underside of his shaft, legs straddling his waist whilst her palms press against his chest. she lingers, lips parted as her hips delicately grind against his . "i want you like this - i want you every way." her body leans forward once more to rest her forehead against his own, lips hovering over his as she reaches between their bodies to gently guide the tip of his shaft to her glistening folds. gently, she urges him toward her entrance until she begins to lower herself on him. her walls greet him tightly, pulsating around him as a soft moan slips through her lips.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. The bitter pill Seokwoo had swallowed very early on in his life had been, that no love ever compared to the one before. And as sad as it sounded, no love had ever even come close to the way he had loved Selena. Perhaps that was the reason why this love had left him so bitter and so hollowed out to the very core. Perhaps even the reason he was sure that he had never stopped loving her. Because his love for her had been the only love in his life that had been innocent. He had given her his heart and when she had left him, he had forgotten to take it back and so he had watched her leave, knowing that she was taking it with her - and with it his ability to love innocently and without condition. Over the years, he had scoffed at the idea of love ever being anything but conditional. He had scoffed at the idea of love being anything but mutual lust and mutual goals in life and the willingness to achieve them.
The truth and that bitter pill were simply, that no love ever compared to the one before and none of them could ever come close to the first. That first kiss, that first time, that first 'i love you'. Maybe that was the reason he had never felt the same anymore, after. Nobody could ever say those words the way Selena had. Nobody could ever say them and brighten his day the same way she had. One word for him and all the sorrow in his life had felt less devastating.
And now that he found himself beneath her, at her mercy, the realization came rushing in, punching through the haze of lust and desire like nothing ever had before.
"God, yes, missed it so much", he groaned, torn between closing his eyes and dissolving in the feeling of her, or watching her as she ripped into him like she had been starving for him.
"Baby", Seokwoo got out through the fog of it all, his fingers tightening in her hair and pulling her back ever so slightly, his chest heaving and his lids heavy, tongue feeling like a dry cotton swab in his mouth as he rushed out: "You gotta stop. I... you're going to make me and I only want to finish this, buried deep inside of you. Please."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. the tingling in between her legs, one that had been previously tended to and settled, had very quickly returned as words and sounds began to slip through seokwoo's lips. selena had always enjoyed hearing him speak in tongues, with words and sentences that became breathless between gasps of air and guttural groans. growing up, she had been robbed of parents that really cared about her and praised her for her accomplishments. naturally, selena had always looked for it somewhere else - when he, her first, praised her in bed initially, she didn't really know that she needed to hear it so badly until he had already spoken it. from there, and foreword, she had always requested for him to praise her performance intimately.
the eyes that were naturally doe-like fluttered to peer up at him, to showcase the scene of her lips wrapping around his girth and travelling up and down the length of his shaft. her cheeks hollow around him and le, just as the top of her tongue pressed upon the underside of his . her hands have a mind of their own, traveling up his abdomen and over his toned abdomen once again before tugging downward again, her nails gently sinking into his flesh as they make way to his thighs. her right hand accompanies the movement of her head and her fingers massage at his balls
simultaneously to taking more and more of him in.
she breathes in as she moves downward on him, lowering and lowering until he's buried within the tightness of . selena's head is steady there, lingering, until her lungs begged too much for a sliver of air. "god, baby, you're so much bigger than I remember. I missed how good you feel down my throat. didn't you?" she gasps, peering up at him as she his length to catch up on some air, only to return, and this time: hungrily. her free hand lowers between her legs in attempt to ease her own throbbing, and she stares up at him with watery eyes as she busies herself with different techniques of deepthroating him, up and down his shaft, and using her hand as well.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. Seokwoo had always prided himself with being a patient man. A man, who could wait for all the things that were meant to come his way, anyway. But in this very moment, he felt his patience and all of his virtues slipping away from him like dry sand would slip through his fingers, the waves of his lust and need lapping at his feet, ready to drag him away into the tides so he could drown in her. And he wanted it. Wanted to drown in her, in everything was /made/ her - from her taste that was still lingering on his tongue, her scent that was clouding his senses like something out of a fairytale, the feeling of her skin against his.
It was all too much and yet never enough, his heart beating as it was doing so for the first time in his entire life, suddenly sprinting to life with old love and new longing that he couldn't even really understand. But, God, he did understand that he needed her. So, so badly.
"Baby", he whispered down at her after she had rid him of his underwear, his entire body twitching when she finally touched him where he needed her most, the heat of her tongue against his making his eyes flutter shut despite his will. "Baby, please. God, , I was never able to forget h-how you feel." The words were flowing him his mouth like the warmth and wetness of her own had opened up the floodgates, his toes curling while his fingers found their way into her hair. Not guiding, not forcing her down, simply holding it back so he could observe the obscene way her lips stretched around his girth. Just like it had back then, it made it seem as if was too small for him. As if /she/ was too small for him. And, , the sight of it all was nearly too much, nearly doing him in as Seokwoo groaned and his head fell back against the pillow, veins and sinews straining against his skin as he finally let go of all those obscene noises he had been holding back all night.
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. selena had successfully pleased many men, she was aware of it. but nothing was really like pleasing somebody that you loved - hearing them curse in hushed whispers and between sounds falling from their lips. and all due to her own doing. she hadn't really gotten to the grand spectacle yet, and perhaps she questioned before if he wanted her - needed her - as much as she did him. but this worshipping journey down the expanse of seokwoo's body reassured her and answered all of her questions and doubts.
a smile lingers on her lips as they hover over his body, and she, too, releases a soft chuckle just as he does. to her, this is what was supposed to be. she never liked the thought of calling it "ing", always leaning towards the title of "making love" instead, because it was supposed to be fun, and it should be with somebody that you love, and that loves you. it shouldn't ever just be for pleasure, because as she's learned, it takes away so much of that fun. "oh, i'm not teasing you, baby." she coos against him, still hovering above his fabricated . "i just needed to make sure i had the map of your body accessible to my mind. i want to kiss you everywhere." biting down on her lower lip, both of her palms smooth back upwards to run over his abdomen and chest once more, before once again lowering to curl her fingers around the hem of his briefs.
leaning back, selena gently tugs at the fabric until it is successfully lowered and removed from his body completely. and god, she thinks to herself, how beautiful he is. always considered to be well endowed, she decides to bite back a comment of praise as she leans back in, doting kisses down his hips and inner thighs and all around the spot that she could almost see visibly throbbing. perhaps she was teasing him, wanted to do just as he did to her. though, she wouldn't be successful for long, because she craved him so badly - in and down , even inside of her. in this moment, selena wished to be completely consumed by him. so, finally, her fingers loosely curl around the base of his shaft, her eyes peer up at him through her thickened blanket of lashes as her tongue glides up the underside of until the tip of her tongue collects the pre- awaiting her at the tip.
the taste is so familiar and yet foreign - always addicting. she craved more, suddenly, and her lips naturally curl around him as her head begins to bob up and down, taking in as much of him as she could and all the while, taking her time.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. There was not a single drop of doubt mixed into the ocean of his thoughts, that Selena still knew him better than anybody else. He had revealed his darkest side to her and yet here she was, sitting on top of him as if she had not a single to give about all the things he had done. Sure, she didn't know the full gravity of it all, didn't know about every single detail - but while he had been sure that she would turn him away, earlier, he was now sure that she wouldn't, even when he would reveal it all to her. She had scars to show of her own and she'd tell him about. And Seokwoo wouldn't judge her for them, just as she wouldn't judge him for his mental ones. That much, he knew. Just as he knew that there was no going back from what was happening right now.
Those tender little kisses made him laugh, nearly made him squirm as if he was growing shy beneath her touch. Beneath the weight of her love. But, God, she was beautiful, felt like every epiphany a man could ever have in his life, his blood running hot and hotter still as she worked her way down his body similar to the way he had done to her earlier, his fingers tender when they brushed her hair back over her shoulder so he could watch her, could see her breathtaking face.
"", he whispered despite himself, despite the fact that he was trying to hold himself back, will down the desperate need for her, that yearning that had settled deeply into his bones, almost as if it was something that had wound itself through every fiber of his being, ready to snap in half. "Baby, please don't tease me. I've been longing for you since the second I laid eyes on you again, tonight", he confessed after breathing in deeply, the words falling from his lips in a desperate rush. "You can feel how much I need you."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. for a moment selena pauses because the look on his face is hard to read as he turns to look at her. her hands fall to her sides and her teeth gently bite at the inside of her lower lip, nervous that he'd changed his mind. maybe he thought that it would be best to say goodnight and go, but then he's moving back on the bed and she's breathing out a quiet breath of relief. then, his eyes speak words she hadn't seen in years, words that she very well understands and that paint a soft smile upon her visage as she reaches out to take his hand. with his assistance, she shifts towards him with the fluid motion of her knees, all until she's once again perched upon his lap and straddling each side of his hips. there's an overwhelming feeling of love for him in this moment, as she holds his hand against his chest and presses her other one to his. just over his heart.
"i do, i remember all of you."
her hand raises from his chest to caress his cheek whilst she takes a moment to really look at him. he'd certainly grown into his features and was even more handsome than before, which is hard to believe in itself because when they were first together selena believed for him to be the most handsome man that she'd ever met. this still rang true, just intensely more true. he was stronger now, more muscular beneath her fingertips, and his hair was longer. he'd filled into his bone structure, upholding strong features that would pass through the generations following his own. leaning forward, she finds herself pressing a lingering kiss to his lips, then to his forehead, the tip of his nose, each cheek and chin, down his jaw and neck. she wanted to kiss every part of him, if he would allow it. "there's just a little bit more that i need to learn about."
had begun to travel down his neck and throat to his sternum, fingers gently releasing his hand and pressing against his abdomen as her lips create a crimson mark just above where his heart would be. "i love your heart. it's beautiful.. rare." she murmurs against the newly marked skin, then continuing to lower with more and more kisses pressed against his toned abdomen, beneath his navel and once again, against the new scar near his hips. all the while, her right hand runs over his underwear and curls around the firm bulge captivated by the fabric. she peers up at him through her curtains of lashes, lowering her body to dote teasing kisses over the covered mound.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. There it was, the fear he had been waiting for. He had promised her that she'd get her turn and he had no intention of going back on his word and yet... yet he felt scared in the weirdest sense possible, suddenly. Seokwoo let go of her with jet guidance, slowly turning around to give her a contemplative look, one brow raised as he let out a low hum, before scooting backwards on the bed, settling against the headboard with one arm behind his head to keep it elevated ever so slightly.
"I'd like to believe that I do", he muttered while offering a hand to her, his eyes filled with old shadows of love, no matter how foreign that feeling and that word felt to him, by now. Ever since then, he had never loved again, had not even called anybody 'love', flinching away from the word and ending things as soon as the possibility of loving someone, of being loved, even popped up as a side note, as a footnote in a distant conversation. "And I'd like to believe that you know me just as well, still. Even if you don't remember my body anymore, you... of all people... remember my heart. And you've always known it better than anybody."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. for selena, it felt incredibly intimate to touch seokwoo like this. for her to linger over his shoulder with lips pressed just behind his ear, for her hair to fall in waves down his left arm, for both of her arms to wrap around his broad shoulders. this had progressed into an evening not of ing, but an evening of love making - a testament to their past, present, and (hopefully) future. "you know, nobody can do that to me, like you can. you know me so well, even after all of these years. you're the only one that it's familiar with, that can respond like that to." her lips find his shoulder once again with nails gently running over his back, and she peers down at the front of his body, clothed with so little and yet, it was still too much for her liking.
"can you turn around?" she whispers against his skin, just after her fingers had seemingly touched each and every centimeter of his back. her right hand elevates to scale up his arm and to find his hand in her hair, fingers interlacing them to assist in removing it. although she would have loved to remain so close, she also had an urge to please him, to kiss every single centimeter of his body. all hers, he says. if only he knew how much she wished it to be true, in more ways than just this one. to her though, she would always be his. in every way.
only then does she straighten up again, running her tongue between her tiers. "i'm afraid i can't throw you around like you can with me.. obviously." her murmurs are followed by a faint chuckle, one that is sheepish in nature. "turn around and lay on your back for me."
@✾ ⋰ selena g. For a moment, Seokwoo felt torn between laughing and being upset when Selena confirmed his suspicion. He had already expected her to, had felt her reaction to his touch and while his ego desperately wanted to believe that it was /his/ doing, that it was his touch and nothing else, realistically speaking, he knew that it wasn't that. Perhaps, his touch was one of the reasons, their connection. But Seokwoo was a realist, rarely lost himself in the absurdity that was baseless assumptions and that was why he wanted to laugh at her dry words, the chuckle already sitting at the back of his throat, only for the sound to die on his tongue.
He watched her, quietly, as she took off her the remainder of her clothes, feeling like that young man he had once been, all over again. Seokwoo had been starstruck the first time he had been allowed to touch her bare skin, the first time she had undresses in front of him. He hadn't been a , no, but there was something about Selena that captivated him in an obscenely innocent way. Back then, he had felt like a man, kneeling down to pray, only to be granted with the sight of an angel, descending from heaven for him and nobody else.
"Your turn", he confirmed while reaching behind himself, tangling his fingers in her hair as if to keep her there, suddenly craving the most gentle, simple touches. There was no urgency in the way she touched him, no rush in the low simmering arousal curling around his spine and setting his insides of fire. "Whatever you want, baby. I'm all yours and I'll be patient, simply because you've been so good for me either. So, my angel, do as you please."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. as he pulls back, selena bites back a whine that was so tempted to roll off of the tip of her tongue in response. he should have kept the proximity and stayed close instead of widening it - in comparison to just a few moments ago, he was way too far away. anything out of her reach wasn't anything she would approve of. her tanned flesh is splotched in red, her chest, cheeks and neck a matching crimson as she finally catches her breath. her eyes flutter open again, returning from the world of her very own high and looking up at the ceiling once again, then down to look at him. she finds herself feeling sheepish as he wipes his mouth, pulling herself upon her elbows once more with a breathy chuckle. "it's been way, way too long. obviously."
straightening up, her hands reach behind her back to unclasp her bra to then tug it down and off of her body. soon, she's standing up to do the same with her underwear to completely free her from the remaining fabric that was left clinging to her body. "now," selena steps to the end of the bed where he sits, although his back was facing her. her head tilts forward to dote kisses along the nape of his neck and to his ear, dainty fingers running along the expanse of his toned back. "my turn?" she whispers, offering the lobe a gentle tug between pearly whites.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. He had always been one thing and one thing only, since they had parted ways. A man on a mission and what Seokwoo started, he would finish. And until it was done, he wouldn't stop, no matter what. He had a lot of skeletons to bury, yes, but that applied not only to his job, but to every part of his life. In this moment right here, his mission was Selena, as it had been the entire night - one way or the other. It didn't matter how they had started their encounter, not anymore. He wouldn't stop and the sounds streaming from , her fingers in his hair and the way she was practically riding his tongue was all he craved, right now. He let her. There was nothing else to he said about, only that he let her take her pleasure from him as if that was his sole purpose in life, hands framing her hips to aid her movements and tongue flat against her until she shattered beneath him. The small death, they called it and for good reasons.
When he finally pulled back after slowly easing her out of her high, all he did was sit back and wipe at the corners of his mouth, raising a brow at her, his voice filled with genuine wonder as he asked: "tell me... how long has it been since a man last focused on you and not himself? I need to know, baby. You can be honest about this with me."
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. her fingers remained laced within his hair at the nape of his neck as he kisses her again, and she kisses him back with a kiss filled of hunger and need. finally releasing his hair for him to properly move downward, her palm lands on the curve of his strong shoulder only to grasp at the fabric of the comforter once again in anticipation. her body in it's entirety was practically writhing as she waited, and oh, did she wait so patiently in comparison to her impatience of the past. selena deserved to be touched, to no longer be teased even if that wasn't even seokwoo's intention. even if he really did want to remap her body and kiss every centimeter of it, she could barely take any more of it.
and... oh god.
the comforter beneath their bodies release a puff of air as her back greets the mattress, all weight lifted from her elbows that previously sunk within the pillowy surface. "oh... baby..." her eyes meet the sight of the ceiling above before fluttering shut, and her hand travels to once again delve into his hair, as if to keep his head there. the sounds that could be heard from her were lewd, indecent and yet, familiar. she'd anticipated his tongue, one that had always been so gifted in knowing how to please her, and yet somehow, this was that and more. it was as though nothing ever changed because her body immediately curved into his mouth, pressed into him in a way that it would only do for him and nobody else. like yin and yang, they fit together so perfectly and her body only really responded like this to this.
"f...uck," she whimpers, arching her back as her core grew tight embarrassingly fast. in her experience here, not many men found pleasure in getting women off, were only here for their own quick release. sure, she could get herself off but nothing - absolutely nothing - compared to this. "'so good.." her hips were repetitive, ruthless as she practically rides his mouth. her breath quickens and body trembles with a steadfast grip on his hair, "oh, seokwoo -- .. i'm so cl - , i'm.. you're going to make me..." her breath catches in , interrupting her rhythm of speech until she momentarily falls silent with her body simultaneously tensing, but only for a second or two until she is gifted with the sweetest release. her body withers and writhes beneath him as the crashes over her body in waves, knees attempting to close repetitively and yet unable to, because he remains between them.
@✾ ⋰ selena g. Never before had his own name and the simple word 'please' sounded so good to him as it did in this moment when the syllables rolled off her tongue as if his name had been made for her to say it out loud. As if his mother had given him his name, knowing that, one day, it would be said out loud and his soul would shudder with the weight of it. If he could, he'd thank his mother for it. And he didn't need her to beg, didn't need her to say please because his ego needed it, or because he wanted to dominate her. No, the reason was so much simpler and yet so much more cruel than that. He needed to know that she wanted this. That she was craving his touch just as much as he was craving hers. That was everything he needed and wanted in that very moment and the sole reason to make her say it.
And, oh, when she finally did, he could only stifle a moan by kissing her, all teeth and tongue, lips bruising lips with that quiet kind of violence only affection could give birth to. There was nothing more to be said when he traveled down her body again, no longer lingering and stalling for time, no longer teasing, until he was nestled between her legs, thighs framing his face and his tongue finally met her burning core. The taste of her was as familiar as it wad foreign, awakening all the memories of nights filled with stolen little moments, beneath the stars and the moon. It made him remember each time they sneaked off, giggling like children, until their innocent joy and giddiness melted away for reveal the desire and desperation beneath. And, perhaps, he wanted to feel those memories again, wanted to bring them back to life, what with the way he was devouring her. As if she was the one thing binding him to the real world, while the underworld was already clawing at his soul.
@✻ ⋰ seokwoo k. it was just then, when seokwoo's lips brushed over her earlobe and his breath fanned against the sensitive flesh that selena's eyes flutter closed. her heart was racing, so quickly and pounding against her chest with such strength that she wondered if he, too, could feel it vibrating the entirety of her figure. the air was heavy, ready to be sliced open with a knife and she was ready to provide the utensil to do just that. finally - she thinks to herself - as his fingers delve beyond the fabric covering her lower half. still teasing, yet something so much better than the complete lack of his touch she'd suffered through moments before. a faint yet frustrated moan slips through her lips and she grips at the hairs resting upon the nape of his neck.
"yes.." for a previously flourishing scholar, the normal vocabulary of words seemed to slip out of her grasp and only could selena now answer the most basic of questions. one may have said she was on cloud nine, yet she was believed to be much, much higher than that. her body curves into his palm desperately and the breath hitched in matches the energy of it all. "seokwoo -" even her back arches in an attempt to graze her chest against his own. for anyone else, she would have been completely annoyed with the instruction at hand, pleading with a roll of her eyes because they would be on a race for the high of complete dominance. but not at this moment, because when her eyes open and her head tilts to look into his own, they plead with so many more words than the one he'd given her to use.
"please."
it wasn't just her lower body craving the warmth of his tongue, languid movement that he had mastered most likely long before they'd met, and then again when first introduced to her body. but itched as well, itched to be filled until all that was left of her voice to be used was rasp and unconnected pitches. if her body was a drought, then he was her water.
