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Ra-Ik couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback when Se-Na quickly pulled up the Gold Boys merch website on her laptop. Leaning down with his hands on the table and her chair to get a closer look at the drawstring bag she clicked on with a cute giggle of excitement.
“Wait, you shoved me aside and ran out here for this?” Ra-Ik asked, trying to keep his laugh from escaping his lips. He leaned towards Se-Na to hover his face near hers, tempted to give her the good morning kiss he didn’t have a chance to press to her forehead before she scrambled out of bed. With Ra-Ik quick to follow behind, worried something was actually wrong.
Being away from Se-Na while on tour was rougher than Ra-Ik had expected. Long, lonely nights in hotel rooms combined with sexual frustration were hard on him. A big reason Ra-Ik had jumped at the chance to get back to Korea earlier, to see his girlfriend.
Last night with her was amazing, Ra-Ik had fucked Se-Na slower and more tenderly than he usually did. Namely, during the handful of times they’d had sex before officially getting together.
Even choosing the rather unexciting missionary position to be face to face. When Ra-Ik would usually prefer to press Se-Na’s thighs to her chest so he could watch his cock spit her swollen cunt open, or to bend her over something to see her ass shake as he fucked her from behind.
But last night? The only sight Ra-Ik wanted to take in was seeing pleasure crossing over his girlfriend’s beautiful face. Savoring the touch of her he’d been craving for months.
Thankfully, Se-Na clearly didn’t mind the change, having gotten off both on Ra-Ik’s fingers and cock. Crying out his name and holding him tight to her naked breasts each time she came. Just thinking about it made his length harden in his sweatpants.
God, she made him insatiable. Ra-Ik could never have Se-Na enough times, he constantly wanted her. Even now, as she paid more attention to his band’s merchandise than him.
Occupational hazard of dating a fan he supposed. Oh well, it’ll just make it that much sweeter when Ra-Ik finally manages to get her attention. And he knew the perfect way to do it too.
“Don’t be so dismissive.” Se-Na barely spared Ra-Ik a glance, her attention completely focused on the different color options for the bags. Switching back to forth between a holographic design and black purple one. “It’s a rare chance to buy the Japan-only mech, how could that be unimportant?”
This time, Ra-Ik let out a soft chuckle as he moved his hands from the table to his girlfriend’s arms. Slowly dragging two fingers up the length of her arms to her shoulders. Se-Na didn’t react much, but Ra-Ik was close enough to hear her breath catch in her throat a bit.
“Well, I guess I shouldn't argue with an expert fan.” The idol replied smoothly, gently kneading Se-Na's shoulders. Urging the tense muscles to relax. “But I could just get you one.”
Sliding his hands down, Ra-Ik firmly rubbed Se-Na’s shoulder blades. Pressing down a bit harder when the sweet sound of a small gasp caressed his ears. “U-using a personal connection to get rare mech? That would be disrespectful to other fans who work hard to get it.”
“Mmm, you’re so by the book.” Ra-Ik mused, leaning down and pressing his lips to Se-Na’s cheek as he spoke. Feeling a little shiver run across her body. “Have I ever told you how much I love that about you, Attorney Maeng?”
The idol made sure to say Se-Na’s title with a purr, knowing very well the effect it had on her. The low keening sound she made in her throat, before Se-Na tried to play it off cough was proof of that fact.
“You’ve literally never said that.” Se-Na deadpanned, though made no move to push Ra-Ik away. Only continuing to browse the website with her eyes glued to the laptop.
“Guess I’ll have to start saying it then. Of course, it’s not the only thing I love about you.” Ra-Ik chuckled softly, pulling back a bit to nuzzle his cheek affectionately against Se-Na’s. Straightening up to continue the shoulder massage, running the tips of his fingers over the top of her breasts over her shirt every so often. “These are nice too.”
The temptation to slide his hand under and cup Se-Na’s small tits in his hands grew in Ra-Ik’s chest like sin. Just as the idol was about to attempt just that, Se-Na paused her typing and looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
Ra-Ik could only give his girlfriend a nervous smile in response, keeping his hands on her shoulders. Mostly because he was a bit afraid to move them, already sensing a scolding on the horizon.
“Wasn’t last night enough for you?” Se-Na asked, not sounding half as annoyed as Ra-Ik imagined she would. Hope rose in his chest again as he slipped a few fingers under her shirt, making Se-Na shiver a bit as his cold fingers touched her bare skin.
“I can never get enough of you.” Ra-Ik leaned down again, this time to press his lips to the top of Se-Na’s head. Smiling a bit at the soft sigh she made in response. “Don’t get me wrong though, last night was great.”
“But?” Se-Na prompted, her breathing becoming a little harder as Ra-Ik moved hand farther down and brushed against the side of her breast. “You clearly want something.”
Well, might as well just come out and say it.
“But, I was kind of hoping we could fool around a little this morning?” Ra-Ik spoke softly into his girlfriend’s sweet-smelling hair. “Only if you’re up for it of course. I can see you’re very busy picking out….”
Lifting his head, to rest his chin on his girlfriend’s head. Ra-Ik squinted down to see what merch item Se-Na was looking at now. “Photo cards with my face on them.”
“Hey, those are limited edition ones that come free with purchase.” Se-Na informed matter-of-factly with a poke to the side of Ra-Ik’s head. He snickered, though didn’t forget to give her an expectant look.
Se-Na thought for a second before asking, “I mean what do you even want?” She tried to sneak a look at Ra-Ik’s dick print without him noticing, going red faced when he flashed her a knowing smile that had Se-Na quickly turning back to the laptop.
“A hand job? Blow job? Ass job?” Ra-Ik felt his cock throb as Se-Na listed off her suggestions. All of them sounded great and all, but the idol had something else in mind.
“How would you feel about sitting on my cock while you buy your merch?” Ra-Ik suggested, crossing his arms over Se-Na’s chest and slouching against her to speak hotly in her ear.
Unable to resist running the tip of his tongue over her outer lobe, lightly closing his teeth over the delicate skin. Se-Na shivered with a small gasp, either from the small bite to her ear or his filthy suggestion. Ra-Ik was unsure, but either way he moved his lips to her cheek, pressed his to it, and continued. “That way you could support the band, without ignoring your bias.”
“I- well- I guess we could do that,” Se-Na stumbled cutely over her answer, Ra-Ik smiled against her cheek. Feeling his uncomfortably hard cock already dampening the inside of his sweatpants with precum.
Ra-Ik quickly slid his hands down to grab his girlfriend’s hips, only to be stopped by Se-Na grabbing his wrist and giving him a stern look. “Only if you promise not to distract me, I really want to order this bag so it gets here before your concert in a few days.”
Ah. That explains the urgency.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to just give you one?” Ra-Ik couldn’t help but to offer one more time, only receiving a flat look in response from Se-Na. “Uh, I mean, yes. I promise.”
Shaking her hand off, Ra-Ik finally managed to get his hands on Se-Na's hips to lift her a bit and slide into the seat underneath so she was seated on his lap.
“Ra-Ik!” Se-Na yelped at the sudden change of position, wobbling on top of him. The idol was quick to wrap an arm around her waist to keep her steady, whining quietly in his throat as her ass sat right on top of his aching cock.
“I got you.” Ra-Ik reassured, pulling Se-Na’s sleep shorts down to her knees and pushing one finger inside her cunt to open her up. His eyes widened as he felt how wet Se-Na already was, her cute little mewls only growing in volume as he easily added a second finger and third to her tight heat. Dragging his digits along Se-Na’s slick walls just how Ra-Ik knew she liked.
Fuck, has Se-Na sitting here looking at merch and pretending to unaffected by his advances. When really her pussy was dripping for him this whole time?
What a tease, Ra-Ik made a mental note to get Se-Na back for that little game. But right now? She couldn’t be more ready for his cock.
“Yup, you won’t know I’m here,” Ra-Ik mused, pulling his fingers from Se-Na to free his fully hard cock from his sweatpants. Lubing it up with her slick still on his fingers before lining the tip up with Se-Na’s tight little opening. God, he loved to stretch it out with his thick cock head. “Just think of me as a chair with a dick on it.”
“Wh-what? That’s- mmm.” Se-Na interrupted herself with a moan as the idol lifted her by her hips and gently lowered her down on his cock. Ra-Ik let out a long, contented sigh as his length was slowly engulfed in the familiar, tight wetness. Se-Na’s cunt already clenching around him. “Th-that’s such a- ah! Weird thing to say about this.”
The sound of their moans combined as Se-Na fully sat on Ra-Ik’s cock. The idol closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Se-Na’s shoulder to savor the feeling of being completely inside his girlfriend. Feeling Se-Na grip his arms with both hands and tremble in his lap as her pussy stretches wide to accommodate his length.
“Well, you did make me promise not to distract you.” Ra-Ik moved Se-Na’s hands to her laptop, having to practically pry them away from his forearms. “Go on, don’t mind me.”
The whine Se-Na let out when she placed her fingers back on the keyboard almost sounded disappointed, but she still resumed her merch browsing nevertheless.
Getting comfortable, Ra-Ik wrapped both arms around Se-Na and rested his chin on her shoulder and looked down at her laptop. Needing something to distract him from the lack of friction and growing urge to thrust.
“Looking to get a shirt with your bag?” Ra-Ik queries, watching Se-Na scroll down a large section of Gold Boy shirts with various designs. Some spotting had his and his band mates names on them.
“I-I already have a few, but they have ah! Old.. older designs.” Ra-Ik had to bite back a laugh at Se-Na barely managing to get her words out, feeling her walls clenching around his cock tightly as she tried to shift a little to focus better on the task in front of her.
Se-Na was getting close to begging, Ra-Ik could tell. He loved it when he got Se-Na to beg for him. His cock twitched deep inside her at memories of her voice being all high and needy as she pleaded for Ra-Ik to touch her.
All he needed to do was get Se-Na a little extra flustered. Luckily, Ra-Ik’s eyes found the perfect merch product on the screen to do just that.
“How about you get that one?” Ra-Ik pointed to a cropped shirt and matching shorts set, mostly black with Ra-Ik’s name written in white on the chest and butt of the shorts. “I’d definitely be able to find you in the crowd while I’m on stage if you’re wearing that.”
Hell, Just the thought of Se-Na wearing that had his cock already beginning to leak pre cum inside her tight cunt.
The idol watched red creep up the back of his girlfriend’s neck as her mouse hovered over the crop top and shorts, not clicking on it but not moving on to something else yet either.
“I-I think those are more for wearing around the house than for a concert.” Se-Na’s voice sounded more stable this time, but the little stumble over her words told Ra-Ik he still caught her off guard by the slightly slutty suggestion.
“Wh-why the crop top and shorts though? Have you seen other fangirls wearing these on tour or something?” A hint of jealousy lined her tone and Ra-Ik was quick to soothe by nuzzling a kiss to her neck.
“I’m not the kind of guy to have wandering eyes, Se-Na.” The idol gently reassured, hearing his girlfriend mumble out a soft, “I know.” Still a little tense against him, her hands stopping their movements on the keyboard once more.
Not the effect Ra-Ik was looking for, but luckily he knew more than one way to smooth this over.
“I was just thinking about how good you would look in those.” The tension slowly eased from Se-Na as she turned to look over her shoulder at Ra-Ik. Her face flushed an alluring shade of pink. Fuck, he wanted to kiss her. “It would be so hot to move those to slide those little shorts to the side and fuck you with my name on your ass and tits.”
Gently wrapping his hand around Se-Na’s throat, Ra-Ik pulled her head back against his shoulder as he spoke hotly in her ear. “My name,” He repeated, Se-Na shuddering as his warm breath bathed her ear. “No else’s. Mine. Because that’s what you are, mine.”
“God, Ra-Ik, that's so possessive.” Se-Na squeaked out, like his girlfriend had forgotten how she just got jealous over other women showing off a little extra skin at his concerts.
But, she sounded more turned on than anything. Ra-Ik made a somewhat apologetic sound and thrusted up with no warning, Se-Na’s throat shook against his hand as a surprised cry tumbled from her mouth.
Ra-Ik hissed in pleasure against Se-Na’s shoulder, just the smallest bit of friction was addicting. He had to fight the urge to do it a few dozen more times. After all, Se-Na still hadn’t finished her merch shopping.
“Baby, you’ve barely seen how possessive I can get.” Ra-Ik pressed a kiss to Se-Na’s pulse point before releasing her throat and redirecting her attention back to the laptop with a light grip on her chin. “Sorry I distracted you, carry on.”
“I-I can just do this later.” Se-Na whimpered in protest, Ra-Ik could feel her trying to rise from his lap to fuck herself on his cock and quickly stopped her with both hands tightly gripping her hips. Se-Na whined in protest and squirmed desperately in his grip. “Please Ra-Ik, I want you to fuck me so bad.”
The little beg went straight to the idol’s dick. As much as Ra-Ik loved to make Se-Na beg for him, that didn’t mean she always got what she wanted. Digging his fingers a little harder into Se-Na’s hips, Ra-Ik whispered his answer into her ear. “No.”
The sound Se-Na made in response was a borderline wail, so loud Ra-Ik wondered if her neighbors could hear her. “You’re the one who was so insistent on getting your bag and shirt before my band’s concert. You can wait until after you ordered them for me to fuck you.”
“B-but, Ra-Ik I-I need you-“ The rest of Se-Na’s words became nothing more than a mumbled mess of noises as Ra-Ik slapped his palm over his mouth. Ignoring his cock twitching in protest deep within her cunt as he spoke. “And I better not catch you trying to fuck yourself on my cock again. Or I will take it out and leave you here to grind your empty little cunt on nothing but this chair. Got it?”
Damp, swollen lips brushed Ra-Ik’s palm as Se-Na quickly nodded with a muffled whine. The idol slid his hand down to her jaw to kiss the corner of his girlfriend’s mouth and turn her face back to the laptop screen. “Now, order your merch like a good fangirl. Your bias will be waiting patiently to fuck you when you finish.”
Well, somewhat patiently. Ra-Ik’s body had been screaming at him to rail Se-Na as hard as possible since she fully sat down on his cock. But the feeling of her cunt fluttering around him in anticipation, almost made waiting worth it.
A small smirk played over his lips as he watched Se-Na place her shaky hands back to the touch pad and quickly add a medium sized crop top and shorts set to her cart. Looks like he’ll be looking forward to the package getting here too.
“Are you sure that’s how your address is spelled?” Ra-Ik asked, watching Se-Na fumble her way through the payment and shipping section of the online store. A small growl of frustration rumbled in his girlfriend's throat as she deleted the misspelled word and quickly typed it in correctly.
The order confirmed screen had them both sighing in relief. Quickly closing her laptop, Se-Na wasted no time throwing her head back onto Ra-Ik’s shoulder and grabbing the nape of his neck to pull him into a hot open mouthed kiss.
Ra-Ik could feel how desperation fueled Se-Na’s movements as she pushed her tongue in his mouth to run along the length of his.
God, he loved getting her all worked up like this. Denying Se-Na of his touch until she begged and cried for it. Her desperate little movements only made fucking her all the better.
Speaking of fucking his girlfriend….
Ra-Ik moved his hands under Se-Na’s knees and lifted her legs. Spreading them apart to get a look at her cunt greedily devouring his cock, her lower lips stretching around the base.
Fucking beautiful.
“D-don’t look.” Se-Na whined in embarrassment at the exposing position. Pulling away to hide her face in Ra-Ik’s neck and attempting to close her legs against the iron grip Ra-Ik had on her legs.
A warm burst of fondness spread in the idol’s chest at his girlfriend’s sudden bout of shyness, reminding him of the first time he took her. But, he didn’t allow Se-Na to hide for very long, Ra-Ik leaned his neck away from her face and nudged her chin up with his nose at look her in the eye
“Don’t look? But your pussy looks so good taking my cock.” Ra-Ik emphasized his words by lifting Se-Na up and dropping her back down onto his cock. Jolting her entire body with a shuddering cry as the head of his cock rammed into that little spongy spot deep inside her.
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before, Attorney Maeng. Don’t be shy.” Ra-Ik pressed his lips to Se-Na’s trembling cheek as he spoke, thrusting up into her gripping pussy in a steady rhythm. Going slow so he could thrust extra deep and hit her g-spot each time.
“Oh-oh Fuck, Ra-Ik!” Se-Na shrieked, dropping
her head on his shoulder again. Her hand flew up to grip onto Ra-Ik’s bicep, whining sweetly in his ear as he started bouncing her on his cock. Giving her no choice but to meet him thrust for thrust.
Ra-Ik groaned into the back of Se-Na’s neck as her deliciously tight walls stroked his cock, so damn good. But also so very quickly pushing him closer and closer to his climax.
The idol grit his teeth, trying not to come before Se-Na reached her peak. Ra-Ik could usually last longer than this, but Se-Na sitting on his cock for so long had apparently gotten Ra-Ik just as worked up as his girlfriend.
Ra-Ik dug his fingers into the soft flesh of Se-Na’s thighs as his balls tightened, practically two thrusts away from spilling his cum in her drenched cunt.
With no other option, Ra-Ik lifted Se-Na up and off his cock just in the nick of time. Managing to delay his climax a little longer.
Ra-Ik made an apologetic coo in Se-Na's ear as she sobbed at the loss of being filled, suddenly separating from her wasn’t very pleasant for him either. But it was better than coming too fast and leaving her hanging.
“Wh-why did you stop?” Se-Na whined as Ra-Ik set her legs on the floor and stood them both up from the chair. Ignoring his left leg being asleep, Ra-Ik moved her laptop to the side, turned Se-Na around and quickly lifted her atop the table. Nudging his girlfriend’s thighs apart to stand between them, his sensitive cock twitching against her inner thigh.
“Ah, sorry, I- oh fuck,” Ra-Ik groaned as Se-Na grabbed his cock and pushed it easily inside her slick, open pussy. Her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, pulling the idol even closer. “I-I just wanted to see your face when I came.”
“We’re face to face, now fuck me.” Se-Na huffed impatiently, rolling her hips against Ra-Ik’s to spur him on. “Please, I’m so close.” The idol growled, crashing his lips against Se-Na’s as he drew back his hips and roughly slammed back inside.
Se-Na shrieked into his mouth as Ra-Ik set a fast, desperate pace. Hitting deep inside her cunt with every harsh thrust the idol delivered to her willing body. The wet clap of their bodies together rang though the house, cutting though the once silent air.
Se-Na pulled away to drop her forehead on Ra-Ik’s shoulder, gripping onto his shirt as she shook against him. Ra-Ik cursed under his breath as he felt her cunt tighten around his length.
Fuck, she’s so close she’s trembling.
Moving his hand to Se-Na’s clit, Ra-Ik rubbed it in time with his thrusts. Pressing down on it hard with his thumb as he paused his thrusts to grind hard against her g-spot. Only letting up when Se-Na dug her nails into his back and came with a shriek of his name.
“Mmm, yes such a good fangirl. Cumming on my cock so nicely.” Ra-Ik purred in Se-Na’s ear as he resumed fucking her within an inch of her life. Feeling her slumped body trembling against him as he chased his own climax. “You want your bias to fill you with his cum?”
Se-Na had barely managed to choke out a soft “please” before Ra-Ik thrusted to the hilt one last time with a growl and came deep inside her.
This load seemed bigger than his usual ones for some reason, pumping Se-Na full of so much cum it spilled out around his cock onto the table.
Ra-Ik was fighting to keep himself upright by the time his orgasm died out, holding on to the table and Se-Na for support. He would have dropped to the hard floor if it wasn’t for her clinging to his chest with her arms tight around his back.
After catching his breath for a few minutes, Ra-Ik slowly separated from Se-Na. Hearing her whimper quietly as even more seed spilled out of her gaping cunt, he’ll clean that up later.
“So, will your merch get here in time for the concert?” Ra-Ik couldn’t help but tease one last time, chuckling at the sound of the annoyed sound Se-Na grumbled into his chest.
*******
Stepping out of the bathroom drying his damp hair with a soft towel, Ra-Ik hummed a few lines from “It’s Me.” As he made his way to the bedroom where Se-Na was waiting for him to finish his shower.
The concert was a few hours ago but Ra-Ik was still buzzing with the amazing energy from the crowd, and his band. That was one of the rare occasions of nothing going horribly wrong during a performance. It didn’t happen often so Ra-Ik always made sure to savour it whenever it did.
Now, he gets to end the day by cuddling with his beautiful girlfriend in bed.
What more could an idol ask more?
Ra-Ik opened Se-Na’s bedroom door with a smile and soft greeting. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too-“ Ra-Ik stopped mid sentence, the image presented before him making the idol’s brain short circuit.
Se-Na lay on her stomach in the middle of the bed, wearing the crop top and shorts she had ordered a few days before the concert. She hadn’t worn it there. But the sight of his name on those little shorts barely covering her ass, made Ra-Ik very thankful Se-Na had waited to wear it tonight instead.
Seeing her wearing it from the stage wouldn’t have been enough. Plus, Ra-Ik’s not completely certain he wouldn’t have abandoned his set and jumped off stage to grab Se-Na and get her alone somewhere to fuck her.
“So are you going to come to bed or are you planning on sleeping there for the night?” Se-Na’s voice broke Ra-Ik out of his horny trance. Rolling over to sit on the edge of the bed and cross her legs, looking up at the idol with an inviting look as her soft thighs squished together.
Ra-Ik wanted them wrapped around his head as he ate her out. He slammed the door closed and wordlessly pushed Se-Na down on the bed. She giggled in excitement as the idol climbed on top and caged Se-Na underneath him.
“So this is why you didn’t wear this at the concert.” Ra-Ik rasped, shoving his face onto her soft stomach exposed by the crop top and dipping his tongue into her belly button.
Smiling against her skin as Se-Na shrieked in laughter at the ticklish feeling. “I-I Ah! I thought it would be a nice way to end the day.”
“You look so fucking hot,” Ra-Ik lifted his head to plant a quick kiss to Se-Na’s lips and smile down at her warmly. “Thank you for wearing it.”
Se-Na responded only with a hum, wrapping her arms around Ra-Ik’s neck to pull him down for a kiss. The idol grabbed the blanket and pulled it over their bodies as he worked his fingers into Se-Na’s shorts, eager to spend the rest of the night, losing himself in the warm embrace of her body.