I was feeling a little emotional… so….
I couldn’t stop myself. I just had to stare at him. I consciously tried my best to keep my mouth from gaping. Seunghyun was giving me his usual dazzling smile while he stood by the door. His usual fashionable get up of dark pants, leather shoes and leather coat over a simple t-shirt was a welcome sight.
It was really him. Its him. He’s back. And he has colored hair.
“O–oppa… Your hair!” I stuttered as I began to speak, forgetting my plan of throwing myself at him once I he gets home.
He frowned at what I said. His eyes narrowed and he looked at me like I was crazy. That’s when I noticed that he was holding a balloon bouquet. I looked at it and then back at his face.
“We haven’t seen each other for a week and that’s the only thing you’re going to say?” he asked, incredulous.
“Its green…” I said, still disbelieving what I saw.
He smiled as he got in and closed the door behind him. He gave me the balloon bouquet and then he wrapped his arms around me to give me a hug. I smiled as I hugged him back. He pulled back after a while and kissed my forehead before staring into my eyes.
“I know,” he said with a small smile. “Your favorite color.”
His lips touched mine. The kiss was sweet, a sort of “hello, I’m back” kind of kiss he always gives me whenever we meet after a long time apart. For us, a week was definitely long. My heart beat faster and that familiar sweet sensation that starts from the pit of my stomach, the one I couldn’t get used to even after three years of being with him, started to spread to my entire body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave in to the soft urging of his mouth. He was the most sensual man I know. Not that I have a lot to compare to really. He was the only one actually.
The thought made me smile and he pulled back when he felt my lips curve against his. He looked at me again with a frown. My arms were still wrapped around his neck.
“What? My kiss is funny now?” he asked with his cute mock frown.
I giggled like always do when his around. I couldn’t help even if I tried. He makes me feel so happy, so alive… so well.
“Well, you were out of practice for a week, so that’s understandable, “ I teased with a straight face.
He laughed and gave my lips a peck before nuzzling my neck. Though his voice was muffled I could hear his teasing words clearly. “Well, we could start practicing now again and again… and again…”
I had to giggle again. His soft kisses on the skin of my neck were tickling me and his hands started to go under my loose cotton gown, lifting up the cloth until his hands were on my panty-covered butt. He gave both rounded globes a squeeze as he bent his body to continue kissing my neck.
With surprising strength he lifted my up and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. He left my neck for a while to focus on my lips again. He walked toward the bed as he kissed me. One graceful fall later, we were on the bed and he was on top of me.
“Oppa…” I tried to say as his lips continued to weaken me. There was a small hitch in my voice as I called out the endearment.
He was placing soft kisses on one exposed shoulder when I spoke. His head automatically looked at my direction. He looked at me with a small frown of concern on his face.
“Why? What’s the matter? Are you alright?” he asked right away. He placed a hand on each side of my head and he looked down on me. He closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath.
“We can stop if you want to, baby,” he said with an expression fit for a martyr. “Just say the word.”
He looked so sad when he said it that I almost laughed. But I reached up to touch his face as I bit down my lips.
“It’s not that… But someone could come in…” I said hesitantly.
Obvious relief washed his face and he smiled the brightest smile I’ve seen him do. He dipped his head down again to start kissing me again. My lips received him with no complaint. I would have but he lips were too much to resist.
“You don’t have to worry about that,” he said as he pulled back to help me out of my loose gown, slowly pulling it over my head. “I made sure no one would disturb us.”
His eyes were on my bare breasts the instant they were revealed. I was only wearing my cotton panties under the gown. As if hypnotized, he stared at the round pieces of flesh as he talked.
A sudden wave of embarrassment washed me as his appreciatively gazed over my body. I moved to cover my breasts with one arm, knowing how ell my nipples hardened with just his look.
“Don’t!” he suddenly spoke. He smiled as he moved my arm away. “You are perfection.”
He said the words with such reverence that I almost teared up. Frankly, I still couldn’t believe his mine. This now-green-haired god of a man who could make any girl swoon was mine. He loves me.
He was kneeling on the bed between my legs and he was looking at me like I’m the most beautiful girl in the world. “You’re the perfect one,” I said quietly.
“I know!” he said with a big smile. “That’s why were so right for each other. Were both perfect!”
The joke was corny and we both knew it. We laughed as we looked at each other and as he started taking off his own clothes. Each piece was carelessly thrown to the floor. Soon, he was only wearing his unbuttoned pants and his socks since he kicked off his shoes too.
He covered my body and kissed me again. I could feel the bulge of his erection through his pants on my inner thigh. I was getting all worked up too. I knew I was getting wet. His lips traveled down my neck and soon they closed over on hard nipple. I arched my back as he suckled at the pointed tip hungrily.
I held his head to my breast, not wanting him to stop. The sensation he was causing to grow inside me was too god to let go. It was if the pearl between my legs knew exactly what he was doing to my nipple.
He started alternating between my breasts. He was deliberate, sucking, nipping and licking at the hard points. He knew how I wanted it and he gave it.
“Oh god…” I moaned as he gave my left breast, just below the nipple, a soft bite.
He laughed and faced me. “Shh…” he reminded me.
I bit on my lower lip to keep myself silent. He continued pleasing me, but this time, his mouth traveled further down my body. I stared at the ceiling with my mouth open as he spread my legs wider. He was now kneeling on the floor. I could feel his mouth on me, licking and sucking me through the thin cotton. I knew was getting more wet by the minute.
I decided to look down and I watched as his green head move as he concentrated on my covered cunt. His hands were on the outside of my thighs, holding them open. I lifted my hips to his mouth, urging him to suck me a little harder. Just a little more and I know I’d come.
But he had other ideas. He suddenly moved my legs closed so he could pull the panty over my legs. In a flash his head was back between my legs and his mouth at my smooth center. I almost screamed at the first touch of his tongue on my wet cunt. I pulled at his hair as he mercilessly attacked me with his mouth.
“Oppa!” I cried as he lapped at me.
I struggled between closing my legs at the intense sensation and keeping them open to get some more. My head turned from side to side. I went crazier when I felt one of his finger play with my clit as he tongued and nipped my wet flesh. It was too much. With a fierce cry and my legs stretched over his shoulders, I came. The sensation was so strong I felt myself tremble furiously that I didn’t notice him move away. I turned to my side and got into a fetal position as waves shook my body. I faintly heard the drop of his pants on the floor and the next thing I knew was him pulling my legs wide open again as he kneeled between them.
“Let’s do that one more time,” he said with an almost cocky grin.
With one hard thrust, he rammed his length inside me. I clutched at the bed sheets helplessly as his cock moved in and out of me. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts. He covered my body and he buried his face on my neck as I hugged him. I could hear his grunts and soft love words as his hips moved.
I pleasantly bared it all, moaning and crying out when thrust especially deep. That sweet sensation left by my recent orgasm continued as he rammed himself inside me.
“Oppa… oh god… deeper…” I moaned, loving his hardness inside me.
It didn’t take long before I felt his whole body harden, signaling his release.
“Come with me this time,” he said gruffly.
One of his hands immediately went between our bodies to rub at my clit furiously. He did it fast and so well that I came again just as he did. I arched my back and held onto him tightly as I felt the warm fluid from his cock shoot onside me as he came. I was mewling by the time he was through with me.
I was biting my lower lip so hard to keep myself from screaming that I forgot to breathe. It was too late when I realized it and I gasp for air. The old ugly wheeze that I hate hearing myself make resonated inside the room.
“O-ppa…” I struggled to say.
Seunghyun immediately snapped out of his post-sex haze and looked at me. I tried to take a deep breath and ended up choking on my own air. One of my hand struggled for the inhaler I always keep beside my pillow.
“It’s alright.,” he said calmly as his long arm reached for the little blue plastic container. He held my head my head with one of his hands while we both held onto the inhaler as I positioned it in my mouth and squeezed it.
“Just relax, baby,” he said softly as he held his hand over my mouth to help me hold the medication in for a few seconds. “Hold it in,” he whispered.
After a while, my breathing returned to normal although I could still feel the tingling in the tips of fingers due to the lack of oxygen. He let go of my head and pulled a pillow to place under it. He rested his forehead on mind and held my face with one hand. I could feel his heart beating as our bodies were still close together.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered with his eyes closed. “I’m such a jerk. I should have waited till you’re out of the hospital.”
I touched his face and he opened his eyes. “Oppa, it’s not like I didn’t enjoy it,” I said with a small smile.
He gave a small laugh and grimaced suddenly. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed… I’m still inside you,” he said helplessly. He looked really angry with himself at the moment.
“I know. I like it that way,” I said as I hugged his body and moved my hips, trying to show him I didn’t mind one bit that he took me in my hospital room.
He smiled but he still pulled out of me, gently moving away. He picked up my underwear and my loose hospital gown. Naked, he helped me put back my clothes on before he did.
“I’m building you your own hospital room in the condo for the next time you need hospitalization for asthma,” he said with a smile. “With an oxygen tank and all these,” he said as his hand swept the small hospital room with all its small monitors.
I smiled as I watched him dress. “I don’t really need that,” I said silently and with a bit of embarrassment. “I have you… and my puff.”
He laughed. “Well that kind of makes me jealous of your puff.”
I laughed at his joke, but I also felt guilty. “I’m sorry for being so sickly, Oppa.”
His face turned serious and he sat beside me on the bed. “Don’t say that. It’s not your fault.”
“Arghh… I just wish I don’t need so much air all the time,” I said exaggeratedly.
“I’ll be your air,” he said with a smile.
I looked at him. “Oppa, you’re so corny.”
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