when the stars align | sim jaeyun

‼️TW: suggestive content‼️

ꔛ now playing : confident - justin bieber

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That Friday, Jake showed up at my house again. This time, he didn't even bother with an excuse. "I just wanted to see you," he said simply, holding a bag of takeout. 

I rolled my eyes but let him in. "You're lucky I didn't have plans." 

"You never have plans," he teased, following me into the kitchen. 

We set up the food at the counter and ate together, talking about everything and nothing. By the time we finished, the sky outside had turned dark, and the house felt quiet and still. My parents were out for the evening, leaving us alone. 

After we cleaned up, I led him to my room, where we comfortably sprawled out on my bed. Jake took up most of the space, his legs stretched out as he leaned back against the headboard. I sat cross-legged on his left, scrolling through my phone aimlessly. 

"Hey," Jake said, nudging my leg with his foot. 

"Hmm?," I replied, tossing my phone onto my desk. 

Jake shifted closer, placing his hand on my thigh. "I'm bored. Can we try something?" 

I glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "Like what?" 

He didn't answer right away. Instead, he reached out, cupping my cheeks. His fingers lingered, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. 

"Like this," he said softly before leaning in. 

The kiss was slow at first, his lips moving against mine in a way that felt deliberate and purposeful. But then his hand slid to my waist, pulling me closer, and everything shifted. His kiss grew hungrier, more urgent, and I found myself responding with just as much intensity. 

I moved closer, my hands around his neck, tangling in his hair as he deepened the kiss. He pulled me onto his lap, his hands gripping my waist as if he didn't want to let go. The air between us was charged, every touch and movement sending a spark through me. 

"Jisun," he murmured against my lips, his voice low and breathless. 

I pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. They were dark and filled with something I couldn't quite name but felt down to my core. 

"We should—" I started, but my words were cut off when he kissed me again, this time softer, slower. 

"We don't have to do anything you're not ready for," he said, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. 

His words grounded me, and I felt my heartbeat begin to fasten.

"I want it though." 
 
His eyes searched mine, as if looking for any hint of doubt. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my hands still tangled in his hair. "Yes, I'm sure."

Jake's grip on my waist tightened slightly, and he kissed me again, this time with a mix of tenderness and passion. Every touch, every kiss, felt like a promise, and I couldn't help but lose myself in the moment.

His kisses trailed down my neck, each one sending a jolt of electricity through me. I felt his hands slide under my shirt, his touch warm and gentle. My breath hitched, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

"Jake," I whispered, his name a mix of anticipation and desire.

Jake's kisses became more urgent, his hands moving with a purpose. He slipped my shirt off, his fingers grazing my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine. I helped him out of his shirt, my hands exploring the contours of his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips.

He leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that was both tender and passionate. His hands roamed over my body, finding the clasp of my bra and undoing it with a practiced ease. As it fell away, he paused to look at me, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.

I reached down, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them off along with his boxers. He did the same with mine, and soon we were both sat there, breathless and vulnerable. Then, he suddenly flipped me over and his body pressed against mine, and I could feel the heat between us growing.

Every touch, every kiss was electric. His hands moved over my body, exploring every curve and angle with a mix of tenderness and urgency. I could feel the tension building, the anticipation almost too much to bear.

"Are you sure you want this?"

I looked up at him with lust filled in my eyes,

"I'm sure."

When he finally entered me, it was like a wave of relief and pleasure washed over us both. My back arching, and letting out a moan.

Our breaths hitching in the quiet of the room. We moved together, our bodies finding a rhythm that felt instinctual and right, each movement synchronizing perfectly as if we had been made to fit together. The world outside seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of us, lost in the intensity of the moment. Every sensation was heightened, every touch sending shivers down my spine, as we continued to move in perfect harmony.

The world outside ceased to exist, and all that mattered was this moment, this connection. We were lost in each other, every touch, every kiss deepening the bond between us. It was more than just physical; it was an expression of everything we felt for each other, a culmination of our love and desire.

As we continued, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us in our own little bubble. His hands roamed gently, exploring but never pushing boundaries, always mindful of my comfort. And in that moment, I felt a connection deeper than anything I'd ever experienced before.

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bro i'm actually so bad at writing stuff like this so i'm SORRYYYY😖😖
I tried my best but that's all i could do
and im NOT re-reading this so sorry if there's any mistakes