Blueberries | Y. JH
★ Genre | smut, yoga instructor!Jeonghan
★ Summary | Flexibility is the best use in more intimate situations. It’s the best use when you’re fucking your irresistible instructor.
★ Warnings! Impact play, public sex(kinda?), multiple orgasms, dom-sub themes, a bunch of counting, jeonghan is a sadist, multiple positions, pull out method, recording, controlled orgasm, use of ‘sir’, etc.
★ Sun’s Notes | Literally has nothing to do with blueberries, i’m just bad at picking titles. I know i’ve been inactive for some time i greatly apologize my sunbun lovers, i’m back. This was a request, but I accidentally deleted it (sorry anon) // Not proofread!
You’re splayed out on the yoga mat, the tiny soft bumps under you tickling your back. His gaze falls on you once more, entrancing you on his undeniable allure.
You’re being stretched in multiple ways than one. Your leg is over his broad shoulder and he’s pushing his body towards you, so your leg is almost over your head in a sense. While his other hand is holding your straight, relaxed leg down to keep it from moving.
It feels sticky, you don’t know how many times you’ve came with him inside you. His dick is practically covered in creamy-white slick, it resides on his flesh.
He observes you closely, looking for any hint of discomfort before he goes on.
Jeonghan looks you straight in your eyes and whispers, “Pick a number one through ten.”
You part your lips and whisper, "Seven." His hand grips your straightened leg and he enters you passionately and deeply, to where it's hitting your G-spot.
You moan out as his tip goes as far as it can to hit your g-spot, and then Jeonghan whispers through a grunt, "Count the strokes, baby." You close your eyes and softly say, “One."
He stops and says, "No, look at me while you're counting. Class is about focus, remember?" You slowly flutter your eyes open and grab Jeonghan's gaze. With a hard yet tender thrust, he pushes himself in deeper. You bite your lip and manage to gasp out, "Two." He nods in approval and continues passionately stroking you, making sure you count out each one.
The first few strokes are shallow but then get deeper each time. You'd be lying if you said Jeonghan didn't know exactly how to have you tembling.
Exactly how to have you unfolding at his fingertips.
As he reaches the seventh stroke, your body shakes from an intense orgasm. Every muscle in your body is weak from exhaustion, but he doesn't stop. He holds you tight and whispers "Let it out baby, let it out."
