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For the past few days, Destinee hadn’t been thinking straight. Seungcheol was driving her insane.
It hadn’t happened all at once. No, it was worse than that. It had crept in slowly. Subtly. For several days now, Seungcheol had become… unbearably attractive.
He always smelled good. No matter the time, the place, or what he was doing. He wore those damn grey sweatpants that fit him too well. He had that deep voice whenever he explained something he was passionate about, and that focused face when he was reading or playing with his controller.
She had even managed to find him sexy in his Iron Man cosplay. Iron Man. Seriously.
She was doomed..
Destinee didn’t stay in denial for long. She wanted Seungcheol. All of him. But she also knew something else. Seungcheol had never done it before. And that made her nervous. Just a little. Destinee, after all. Even though she was young, she had fallen into sex very early—messy relationships,exes, complications. Always consensual, yes, but never quite right. But Seungcheol… he was different. With him, she genuinely wanted things to go well. She wanted this to feel right.
But…Would he feel safe with her? Would he be comfortable?
Those little worries kept echoing in Destinee’s head.
And now she was in Seungcheol’s living room, watching her boyfriend play Pokémon on his trusty Nintendo. She was on the couch watching him, discreetly or not, she didn't care. There was this moment when he shot her that look, eyebrows raised like “You good ?”— because she’d been staring. But the real problem? It was him.
"Tini?" Seungcheol said casually, not even looking up from his game.
"You know that nickname kinda sounds like something you'd name a dog?"
"But it’s cute!" she replied, grinning.
"Anyway, I wanted to tell you to stop looking at me like that..."
"Like what?" she raised an eyebrow.
"I don’t know… it’s like you’re devouring me with your eyes, as if I am a snack."
He scratched the back of his neck, blushing as he avoided her gaze.
Destinee straightened a little, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. It was the right time. "What if you are?"
Before Seungcheol could say a word, Destinee got up from the couch and sat on his lap. He turned bright red instantly.
Destinee looked at Seungcheol, her eyes soft but intense, as she began stroking his hair—right where she knew he was the most sensitive.
A shiver ran down his spine at the contrast of Destinee’s cold fingers against his warm skin, with her finger she forced Seungcheol to look her in the eye. Seungcheol stared at her with a half-lost, half-intense look.
Destinee smiled, he was cute like that.
She kissed him. Slowly at first, tender and careful, then with more heat.
Her hands still behind his neck.
Seungcheol kissed her back, his hands sliding to her hips, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush.
A quiet sigh escaped her lips.
When they finally broke the kiss, both breathless, Destinee rested her forehead against his, heart pounding in her chest.
"I want you, Cheol." she whispered.
He swallowed hard, cheeks already flushed.
"You… you mean right now?" She nodded without looking away, a soft smile playing on her lips.
He blinked, completely thrown off.
"Like… right now right now?" His voice cracked a little at the end, which only made her grin wider. He ran a hand through his hair, clearly panicking.
"I mean… I’ve… watched stuff. Hentai, mostly. For research purposes."
That made her laugh. Like, really laugh. She leaned forward, burying her face in his shoulder as she giggled.
"You’re ridiculous." she mumbled into his shirt.
"I’m being honnest!"
When she was calm, she looked at Seungcheol.
His lips were swollen after their kiss and behind his glasses she could see that his eyes had a different glow. She smiled and leaned in to place kisses on the brunette's exposed neck, It took him by surprise, and he moaned, tilting his head back to expose more of his neck.
Destinee smiles against his skin.
She raised her head to look him in the eye.
"Do you want to do it?"
"Yes."
Destinee smiled and kissed Seungcheol. The kiss was sensual, faster, messy "Let's...go to your room..." Destinee said between kisses.
Seungcheol lifted her effortlessly and headed for his room, while Destinee planted kisses on his neck.
The door clicked shut, and Seungcheol gently set Destinee back on her feet. Their kiss never faltered, lips still moving against each other they were in the middle of Seungcheol’s bedroom, the tension between them was unbearable, thick in the air.
When they finally broke the kiss, Seungcheol’s eyes lingered on her.
She was wearing a white tank top and a black skirt, and Seungcheol thought she'd be better without it. He slipped his fingers under her tank top and felt Destinee shiver at his touch.
Destinee stripped out of her clothes quickly, leaving herself only in her underwear. Seungcheol froze on the spot, his eyes trailing over her curves like he had never seen anything so breathtaking. Magnificent. Sexy. Way too much for his poor heart to handle. She only smiled, fully aware of his gaze.
He hesitated, then finally began undressing too. When he tugged his shirt over his head, Destinee couldn’t help but let out a small smile. No carved abs, no sculpted six-pack like the ones in dramas. Just a soft, normal stomach, with faint muscles hiding under his pale skin, working in silence.
Seungcheol instantly tried to cover himself, his arms awkwardly crossing in front of his chest.
"You’re nervous, huh?" Destinee teased, pressing her palm flat against his chest where his heartbeat raced too fast. "Don’t worry. I actually think it’s way sexier like this."
Still flushed, Seungcheol ended up sitting down at the edge of the bed. Destinee took charge without hesitation—climbing onto his lap and straddling him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling them chest to chest, her warm skin pressing against his.
He inhaled sharply, glasses slipping a little down his nose as he tried not to melt. Destinee kissed him slowly, lazily, before letting her mouth trail lower—across his jaw, down his throat, over the smooth expanse of his chest. Each brush of her lips drew a shaky sigh from him.
When she reached the edge of his boxer shorts, she looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Seungcheol’s face was already crimson, his breath shallow.
"You want me to stop here?" she teased.
He shook his head quickly, words caught in his throat. "N-No… keep going."
Her grin widened. Without breaking eye contact, she hooked her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down in one smooth motion, tossing the fabric somewhere across the room. Seungcheol’s gasp turned into a strangled groan, his whole body trembling under her touch.
Destinee couldn’t help but grin wider as she took in her boyfriend’s cock. It was big, already glistening with pre-cum. Truly… he was perfect in every way.
She sank to her knees, settling herself between his legs, ready to give him her full attention.
His glasses didn’t hide the way he stared at her, pupils blown wide, lips parted. He knew exactly what was coming.
Destinee wrapped her hand around his cock and moved it up and down. Her boyfriend moaned loudly, and if he was already undone from just a few strokes, he definitely wasn’t ready for what was coming next.
Destiny bent down and gently kissed the tip. Seungcheol gasped.
He groaned as she took him inch by inch into her mouth. Luckily for her, she didn’t have a gag reflex, but Seungcheol was so big that he reached the back of her throat without any problem.
She focused, determined to give Seungcheol the best first experience possible. She began to move up and down, and the only things that filled the room were her slow breaths, the slick sounds of her mouth, and Seungcheol's moans.
There was something sexy, about Seungcheol not holding back his moans, and it sounded like a melody to Destinee's ears, as she applied herself to sucking him as best she could, playing with her tongue and mouth.
It was the first time anyone had ever touched Seungcheol like this, and it was incredible.
Destinee’s warm, soft mouth wrapped around him, her tongue tracing every ridge with deliberate care. Each movement sent shivers racing down his spine, making his chest tighten and his breath stutter.
His fingers dug helplessly into the sheets, knuckles white, as the wet heat of her mouth drove him closer to the edge.
Every gentle pull, every subtle twist of her tongue, made his heart pound faster, and he couldn’t help but let out soft moans, helplessly lost in the pleasure she was giving him.
The brunette was just as turned on, watching Seungcheol drown in desire, his low moans sending shivers down her spine. The thought of having his big cock inside her made her heart race and her body ache with need. She was already dripping, her panties soaked, and the heat pooling between her thighs only made her more desperate for him.
"D-Destinee…" he gasped, voice breaking, his thighs trembling as he tried and failed to keep control.
Seungcheol focus on the brunette, her big green eyes shining with pleasure as she looked at him.
He barely had time to warn her before the tension snapped. With a strangled moan, his body arched, release spilling in hot pulses down her throat. His vision blurred, his chest heaving as wave after wave of pleasure shook through him.
Destinee swallowed it all.
He looked at Destinee in surprise.
"You...Did you just swallow my cum?" He asked voice deep.
"Hmm," Destinee murmured, licking her lips clean.
Destinee was kneeling between his legs, green eyes locked on him, fingers slipping teasingly between her thighs. The sight made his cock twitch, even after everything.
Seungcheol leaned forward, cupping her face and pulling her up into a kiss. It was messy, desperate, his tongue tasting her mouth.
He gently guided her onto the bed, removing the last pieces of clothing she had left.
Seungcheol hovered above her, breathing heavily, his dark eyes roaming over every inch of Destinee’s body as if he was trying to burn the image into his memory. For a moment, he just stayed there, taking in her flushed cheeks, the way her hair spread over his pillow, and the trusting look in her green eyes. His gaze lingered lower, tracing the ink on her arm, then the bold dragon etched along her thigh. The sight made his breath hitch, she was art, and she was his.
"Destinee…" he whispered, almost reverent. "You look so beautiful"
Her heart skipped. He looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered, and somehow, that gaze alone was more overwhelming than any touch.
Destinee had pleased him, now it was his turn.
He kissed her softly, as if every inch of her skin was precious. And to him, it was. Then he trailed down, lips grazing her jaw, her neck, until he reached her chest.
When his mouth closed around one of her nipples, Destinee gasped in shock.
"Ah—Cheol!" She clutched the sheets, eyes wide.
Seungcheol lingered on her nipple, licking, teasing, kneading her breast, and the wave of pleasure crashing through her made her moans spill out uncontrollably.
"Mmh you’re sensitive here, aren’t you?" His tone was half curious, half smug, before his tongue flicked over her again, making her arch beneath him.
By the time he moved lower, kissing down her stomach, Destinee was already trembling. She thought she was prepared, but when he spread her thighs and lowered his head, her breath hitched.
Seungcheol let his tongue glide over her pussy, and the brunette let out a startled moan, her hips jerking.
"Is it good when I do this?" he asked, licking her more deeply.
"Yes, Cheol—don’t stop," she gasped.
Seungcheol hummed in response, his mouth working her carefully, almost experimentally at first. But the way she writhed under him, the way her hands gripped his hair, spurred him on. His tongue grew more confident, sliding deeper, circling exactly where she was most sensitive until she could barely keep quiet. And then, when one of his fingers slipped inside her, gentle and deliberate, she let out a broken moan, her body arching against him.
"Cheol—oh my god.. It feels good. So good."
That confession lit something inside him. He leaned in again, his mouth and fingers working together, determined to learn every sound she could make.
Seungcheol sped up his movements, feeling Destinee shiver and tremble under him.
"Cheol, I’m—I’m gonna—" she gasped, her legs quivering as a moan tore from her throat, Destinee came, her breaths shaky as she slowly emerged from the haze Seungcheol had drawn her into.
He straightened up and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.
"Wow… are you sure this is your first time doing this? That was… incredible."
Her boyfriend flushed.
"It’s your fault… you’re so sexy, I had to try my best…"
Seungcheol smiled, then slid off his glasses and tossed them beside the bed. He moved over to rummage through a wardrobe, found a box, and pulled out a condom. For once, it wasn’t an unnecessary purchase.
He returned to the bed, Destinee was devouring him with her eyes, filled with desire.
"Now… I guess it’s not over, right?"
A mischievous grin spread across his face. Seeing him like this, every line of his body tense and perfect above her, made her pulse spike.
From her position below him, she had a full view of him—his chest rising and falling with controlled breaths, the warmth of his skin, and his hard cock pressing insistently between them. He looked impossibly beautiful, and every instinct inside her ached for him.
She wanted him, wanted him so badly it made her head spin. She wanted him to make love to her, to take her completely, to make her forget everything but him.
Without any hesitation, Destinee grabbed her thighs and spread them, giving the brunette a full view—and also because she wanted him right now.
Seungcheol was caught off guard, letting out a small chuckle. He slipped on the condom, moving so quickly that Destinee couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow—it was his first time, yet he handled it like a pro.
He positioned himself at the entrance of Destinee, and she groaned, the sheer size of him making her ache with desire. She wanted him, now, with no more waiting.
Seungcheol entered slowly, his eyes closing for a moment as a long moan escaped him. The sensation was… incredible. His body shivered with every movement, every touch.
"Wow… it’s… it’s tight," he murmured, his voice a little strangled, "but… fuck… it feels amazing."
Destinee gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders. She was completely overwhelmed by the feeling of him inside her, her body reacting to every inch.
When Seungcheol was fully inside, Destinee was so tight and warm that he felt like he could come instantly.
For a moment, he didn’t move, savoring the contact with Destinee pressed against him.
Destinee closed her eyes briefly, trying to keep control despite the wave of pleasure washing over her. "Cheol… slowly… don’t move, let me… get used to it… oh, fuck…"
He nodded, his hands resting on her hips to support her without crushing her. He watched her, fascinated by how her body reacted, by her little expression of pleasure at every adjustment. It was new, intense, but he wanted this moment to be perfect for her.
"Seungcheol, can you move, please…"
Seungcheol began moving slowly, just enough for both of them to get used to the sensation.
It drew a shared moan from both of them.
Then Seungcheol started moving in gentle thrusts, Destinee moaning his name, gripping his shoulders and back.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, Seungcheol quickened his pace, pushing in deeper, harder.
The room echoed with their moans, the sounds of skin meeting skin.
"Seungcheol, it feels so good!" Destinee moaned. Seungcheol hit every right spot with a rough tenderness that made her lose her mind.
"You… you’re so perfect, Destinee… I… I feel you so well…"
Each movement was a mix of passion, love, and discovery, and the outside world seemed to vanish around them.
"Ahhh Cheol… I… I…" Destinee was lost, overwhelmed by pleasure.
"Me too… Tini… fuck…" Their voices merged into a moan of pure bliss, and every movement pushed them closer to the edge.
Seungcheol increased his pace to a frantic rhythm, taking Destinee’s hands above her head and holding them gently.
"Come with me."
The words clicked in Destinee, making her start to tremble.
Together, they reached their peak. Their bodies contracted, their cries mingled, and Destinee melted against him, completely engulfed by the intensity of the moment. Seungcheol moaned, his face buried in her neck, unable to hold back his own pleasure.
After their climaxes, they stayed pressed together, their bodies still trembling. Seungcheol’s arms wrapped around Destinee, holding her close as if letting go could break the moment. Her heartbeat slowly matched his, both of them breathing heavily.
"I love you," Destinee suddenly whispered, her head buried in his chest.
Seungcheol blushed furiously, his heart swelling with love. He hadn’t known that an 'I love you' could sound so powerful, so overwhelming, when whispered right after something so intimate.
He smiled as he replied, "I love you too, Destinee… it was perfect…"
For a moment, they stayed pressed against each other, enjoying each other’s warmth.
"Do you want something? Water? Chocolate? A shower? A kiss?"
Destinee chuckled. Seungcheol had said it seriously, but she could see from his face that he was on the verge of falling asleep.
"No, I’m fine," she said, smiling.
She swung her legs over the side of the bed, pulling on Seungcheol’s t-shirt, and made her way to the bathroom. She grimace, her legs felt weak—but she really needed to pee. Tomorrow she’d take a proper shower too. When she returned, Seungcheol was already half-asleep, his breathing slow and even. She couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful he looked, so relaxed and adorable. He was still naked, and she noticed a slight shiver run through him. Gently, she tucked the blanket around him, slid onto the bed beside him, and curled close, pressing herself against his side.
"Good night, my love," she whispered, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
Seungcheol murmured something unintelligible in his sleep, his hand finding hers under the covers. With a contented sigh, Destinee closed her eyes, letting the warmth and quiet of the moment lull her into sleep.