“N-no, I’ll try—ah…”

His long fingers teased her mercilessly, tracing slow, deliberate strokes that had her hips moving instinctively in response. The moment her lips parted, Beomjin took it as a signal, sinking his teeth lightly into her lower lip, never enough to hurt, just enough to make her breath hitch.

“N-not like this…”

A hazy mix of pleasure and anticipation spread through her body like a slow-burning heat. Frustrated by the teasing, Junyoung twisted her body and sank fully onto his lap. The friction alone sent a shudder through her, and Beomjin let out a rough, restrained groan.

“You’re not fully ready yet.”

“If you take me to the bed, I will be.”

Junyoung pressed a kiss to the corner of his eye, her words both a challenge and an invitation. Beomjin didn’t hesitate. In one swift motion, he lifted her into his arms, crossing the short distance to the bedroom.

“This bed is nice.”

She murmured as she arched slightly, helping him tug her underwear down. Beomjin smirked at her remark.

“Should I get one for home?”

“You already have a bed. Why would you—hey, wait, what are you…?”@@novelbin@@

Junyoung barely had time to process before she felt him move lower. Heat flooded her face, her breath hitching.

“W-wait, Beomjin, I—ah!”

“Didn’t you say everything would be fine once we got to the bed?”

His voice was teasing, but his actions weren’t. Holding her firmly in place, he trailed slow kisses up her inner thigh, his tongue tracing soft, maddening patterns. Her struggles were half-hearted at best—her body was already responding before her mind could catch up.

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