❁ Bed scene~ ❁

*MATURE CONTENT ALERT*

Breaking away after a long while, I smiled and whispered back, "Me too. I love you, Kim Hanbin."

The two of us walked back to the park, hand intertwined, each step feeling grateful to still be able to stay together.

"I booked a hotel for us. Do you want to go there now?"

Hanbin asked shyly, fiddling with his pants.

It was so peaceful, just walking with him and feeling his warmth. I don't know why, but he always radiated this energy and warmth around me, and I love it. I felt safe and warm with him.

"Sure." I replied, leaning my head on his shoulder, happiness blooming inside.

Lee Hyemi, you're so lucky to have Hanbin as your boyfriend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Before opening the door to the suite, Hanbin picked me up off the floor and carried me bridal style, grinning down happily.

"The two of us can finally be alone now."

Laughing, I hit him on the chest and squealed as he spun in a circle before entering the room.

He carried me into the bedroom, then dropped me gently onto the big King size bed.

He got on top of, leaning in for a kiss, but I stopped him with my fingertips over his soft lips.

"Hanbin ah, is it true? You never liked that girl before? And she's really just your cousin?"

I couldn't help it. The scene of him hugging her was still on my mind, and I felt jealous every time it did.

"Of course it's true. She really is just my cousin, I can show you our childhood photo together. I've never liked her, she was a real tomboy when she was young. Even though she's changed so much now, I still feel nothing for her. And I'm sorry for hugging her, that was wrong of me as your boyfriend. I don't blame you for misunderstanding. I'll never get into this kind of physical contact with another girl, okay?"

I nodded, pleased. "Not even your mother and Hanbyul?"

"Well... that's a different story.."

Laughing, he bent down and kissed me on my neck. Slowly going down, he planted kisses all over my neck and collarbone. My heart was beating so fast I was afraid it would burst.

Slowly, he reached down to my chest and planted a kiss there. Staring at me intensely, he took my face in his gigantic hands and gently rubbed his fingers against my cheeks lovingly, then started kissing me. It was a long, deep and intense kiss.

Our bodies moved together in the same rhythm, and before I knew it our legs were entwined together, both our shirt taken off.

I started kissing, tangling my hands in his soft hair. I felt myself pushing against him, wanting to close any gap left between us. I wanted to be a part of him desperately, not two separate bodies.

He must have felt the same way, for he pushed right back, leaning in closer and closer, his kiss intense and lustful.

We broke off for air , and he laid on top of me, panting hard.

"Saranghae, Hyemi ah."

Coming in for another kiss, his hands circled around my thigh and grabbing it, he started squeezing it gently. His hands worked its way up to my waist and slowly to my chest.

With one swift motion, he had untangled my bra strap, letting it hang loose. I shook it off and feeling adrenaline flowing through me, my hands started fiddling with his belt. He quickly undid it for me and took it off.

While he was getting his jeans off, I quickly undid mine and pulled it off. My heart was accelerating like crazy at the sight of him naked, and the thought of what was going to happen next filled me with both fear and excitement.

We were now completely naked except for our undergarments. I felt tiny next to his huge, muscular body. What if he didn't like my body?

My chest was bare, and I guess it was rather big for my petite frame, but I couldn't help feeling insecure.  Out of habit, I bit my lips, nervous.

His eyes travelled all over my body, his eyes taking me in as if I were the only thing he has ever wanted in the whole world.

"Do you really want to do it, Hyemi?" He whispered, giving me a soft peck on the lips.

Yes, I did. Very much. I wanted him, wanted to be a part of him, to be even closer to him. The tiny space between felt so abundant, and I wanted desperately to fill it up, to be held tightly in his embrace, bodies pressed together. Being separate from him was driving me insane, so as a reply, I flipped over to sit on top of him.

I started kissing him deeply, my hands on his chest and his wrapped around my waist.

"Yes, I do."

No more words were needed. His lips banged against mine forcefully, and I kissed him back, reaching out to him with my heart. Our bodies were morphed into one, moving in sync.

Nothing else but him was on my mind. Flashes of the happy times we've spent together appeared in my mind as we kissed.

The first time he held my hands shyly, looking away before grinning like a pabo at me when I tugged on his sleeve.

The first time he told me he loved me, his ears red and his eyes flickering to the ground in embarrassment.

The first time he hugged me, his warmth spreading to my body, making me feel safe the safest and most comfortable I've ever been.

Emotions flooded through me as I realized just how much I loved him.

I loved everything about him. His eyes, his dimple, his personality, his body. I love him even when he's strict and mean, which annoys the hell out of me. I love him especially when he's sweet and caring, when he waits patiently for me even though impatience is a trait of his.

He completes me, and I complete him. We fix each other, perfect each other. He's taught me how to be determined, he's motivated me to achieve greater things, and I've taught him patience and love.

I kissed him harder, my hands clamped against his back. He sensed my hunger and responsed with an even deeper lust, flipping me over so he lay on top of me.

My legs hooked onto his torso, and his hands found my chest.

Still kissing me, he gently squeezed my breasts, not wanting to hurt me. My body trembled from his touch and I instinctively flinched away, my heart pounding fast.

"Am i hurting you?" He asked, concerned and stopping what he was doing.

"Nono. I was just surprised by your touch."

He nodded and grinned mischievously, tickling my armpits.

I squirmed about, laughing loudly, my face flushing red.

Grinning, I got on top of him again and leaned down on him, my chest resting against him.

His hands scoured over my buttom, squeezing it softly at first, then harder and more desperately. I moaned softly in pain, feeling his heartbeat against my chest, knowing that mine matched his rhythm.

My moaning seemed to turn him on even more, for his hands started to slip into my undergarment. I wiggled against him, struggling to take it off. Getting on top again, he wiggled his undergarment off too.

We were were now naked, fully naked.

Am I really ready to do it?

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So this has been a really mature content chapter HAHAHAHA hope you guys enjoy it & yeaaa~~ sorry if its too mature for you HAHAHA. are they rly going to do it??? Find out in the next chapter!!

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