sigh.
so i gave up writing the christmas eve dinner
i shall just write this random story in the history of randomness.
and, maybe i should just put this -> WARNING.
god i haven't put that in a LONG time.
*insert evil cackle
x
{yunyuri}
I watched in amused silent as Yun went through the papers and magazines, the later being ripped into pieces after a while before his younger assistant - Giraffe, yes he is called giraffe - scattered to pick the remaining magazines before he could get his hands on it.
"Why is this such a big issue to everyone," Yun hit the table in frustration, other palm finding its way against his temple as he stared up at his two assistants, "find the source, I want it to be cleared before tonight."
"Ye, algesseupnida," asst Park nodded, bowing at him before rushing out with Giraffe trudging along.
For a while I kept quiet as Yun cursed and muttered incoherent words, eyes fixed on the numerous screen infront of him, all showing similar pictures of him doing the heart signs - at this rate I am expecting him to throw the screens aside and scream in rage but that's just my exaggerating imagination again.
I walked over and wordlessly placed a hand against his tense shoulder. He reached his hand up and squeezed mine gently before tilting his head to stare at me with a tight smile, "they call me sir loyal heart now," he dryly said before pulling me to sit on his lap.
"Are you now?" I bit my lip wrapping my arms around his neck, "you're my sir loyal heart then," I said pecking his lips, before I didn't think I'd dare to do that but after that day and following nights, lets just say most of the time all Yun did was rip my clothes off.
Yun stared at me, his mouth forming that naughty little smile he has as he trailed his fingers down my arm. He leaned forward, "you have too much clothes on, do you know that?" he whispered and to be honest that made my spine melt. "I don't like it..." he said again and pressed his lips gently against my temple, leaving feather like kisses as he worked his fingers around the zip of my top.
"The door isn't..." I trailed, shivering as he finally yank the zippers off, swiftly pushing the fabrics away. "That's another shirt, Yun-ssi," I whispered, stifling a moan as he pressed his lips against my bare shoulder, sucking where the fabric had just been.
lee yun -
"Are you going to punish me for it?" I asked her, continuing my kisses against her collarbone as I slipped my hand under her shorts and up her thigh while the other fidgeting around the button. "I hate shorts," I muttered against her.
"I wouldn't know," she let out a strangled sigh as I began to pull down the straps of her bra with my teeth while at the same time yanking the back free, kissing my way down as she grind into me.
"Skirts, I like skirts better," I told her as I pushed the bra away and started to kiss the swells of her breast while finally succeeding to rip her shorts off, "takes too much effort," I muttered.
"I'll make sure to wear it often..." she gritted out, tangling her fingers around my hair and tugged my head up. I pressed my mouth against her, before we knew it, what started as a gentle kiss soon turned into a fight of dominance.
Yuri's hand found its way around my belt, unbuckling it before we both almost simultaneously worked against what fabric was left on our body, her practically yanking my trousers off and me ripping her laced panties. They’d be a lot shopping to do for my wife’s closet it seems.
I bit down on the bottom of her lip, gently tugging before breaking the kiss, smirking at her as she moaned in protest, "Yuri is displeased. Mmm... what to do?"
She bit her lip and batted her eyes, knowing full well what those simple acts could do to me. “I want you…” she said blushing a little, oh Yuri, Yuri, how she easily turned me on.
“Perhaps you could be specific?” tracing circles around her soft skin before leaning down to nip on her breast. “What do you want me to do?” running my fingers down her legs as she wrapped it against my torso.
“You, in me,” she barely hushed it out, closing her eyes as I sucked on the pulse of her neck, “please…” trailing as I slipped a finger inside of her. Yuri moaned and pushed her forehead against mine as I pumped in and out of her slowly.
kim yuri -
“Tell me again, what do you want?” he slipped deeper into me, it was hard enough to say it before but now struggling to let the words out were an understatement.
“I WANT YOU…” I half screamed as he pulled his finger out, licking it with a wink. That, that only served to kill me even more.
He stood up with me still perched around him before laying me flat against his work table, if before I imagined him throwing the screens aside, right now it was as if my imagination were going against me as I all but pushed the screens to the carpeted floor.
“Tsk, tsk, getting back at me for the numerous clothes I ripped, are you, wife?” he asked, leaning closer as he spread my hair around while his other hand pushed my legs apart. “You shall be punished as well then,” he grinned and began to trail kisses down to my inner thigh, lingering around with his tongue before flicking it against my…. oh d.amn.
“Yun-ssi…” I breathed out. It seems that his name was all I could say right now. Snaking my fingers through his hair, I tugged on it just as he slipped his tongue out. With his palm on each side of my head, he stood and looked down at me with a grin.
I reached out my hand and trailed my fingers down from his collarbone, over his chest and down, trailing around his tight, hard waist. Yun took in a sharp intake of breath when I wrapped my fingers around his cock, my other hand cradling his balls while gently stroking it up and down.
Yun growled and pulled me to him, forcing me to let go of him as he grabbed me by my bottom and squeezed my ass hard, bringing a groan from my lips.
I throw my arms around his neck, hastily smacking my mouth against him, devouring his lips as he licked deeper into my mouth, his hands kneading the orbs of my ass as he ground his hips against my body, rubbing into me.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he gasped between kissing me. “But I can’t seem to stop myself.” I felt the tip of his cock pressing against me. I wanted him inside me now more than ever.
“I’d say the same to you,” I breathed out and then pushed my hips forward and down, trying to ease into him. But Yun, oh this crazy man I married went all but slam himself into me.
“Yes, that’s it, love…” I could hear the grin in his voice as I screamed out loud. He held my bottom tighter, pulling me up and down on his cock, that long elegant fingers of his drawing circles around my back.
I didn’t exactly know how or when but my legs wrapped around his hips, thigh slipping and sliding as we pumped against each other. The heat that was building inside of me was crazy, yet I wanted more, his touches were like drugs, dangerous yet addictive.
“Yun-ssi-“ he captured my lips with his own, swallowing my moans as he continued pumping, filling my womb with his seed. It felt like being consumed in ecstasy as pleasure wracked my body.
I regained my senses as I felt Yun withdraw from me completely, breathlessly I laid flat and tried to regain myself. He collapsed next to me, wrapping his arms around my body to pull me close against him.
Realising the fact that both of us were practically naked on his work table brought a giggle out of me. Yun buried his face into my hair, questioning my giggle as he inhaled deeply.
“The door’s not lock,” I giggled again and looked up at him with a grin, “anybody could walk in at this moment, we might give them a heart attack.”
Yun chuckled, shaking his head as he pecked my lips softly, “nobody’s here except us though, everyone went home for Christmas.”
“Assistant Park or Giraffe might,” I told him and kissed him back, it was as if we were rewarding each other. It felt that way. “Especially the latter,” I added and wrapped my arms around him, leaning against his chest.
“I love you, Yuri-ah,” he whispered and that made my heart flutter. This man I married, he knows how to change the subject while making me melt at him the same time. “Merry Christmas.”
I nodded, sighing contently. “Merry Christmas, Yun-ssi."
