The life of luxury didn’t suit Dal Mi and Ji Pyeong noticed. She was fidgeting and nervous everytime at the restaurant and Ji Pyeong would just watch her. She looked at him, as if grin got see his boiling point but Ji Pyeong was too far gone and too entranced. He can’t be mad at the girl of his dreams. It was raining when they finished their lunch, deciding to go out on a date.
Ji Pyeong asked her to stay and ran back to his car, getting the umbrella Halmoni gave him. He held it for her as they made their way to the car, but they weren’t dry too long. A car sped past them, drenching them from head to toe with the rain water and even if there was a tense moment between them, it lightened, with their laughter.
They got into the vehicle, soaked to the bone and Ji Pyeong pulled a towel, handing it to Dal Mi. Instead of wiping his soaked hair, he helped her and that brought them in close contact. Dal Mi stared at him, while he continued wiping her hair, occasionally stealing glances at her. But the tension was too much.
Dal Mi pulled him towards her and planted her lips on his. Fireworks went off somewhere and Ji Pyeong’s eyes widened at the first kiss he had ever received. His fingers tangled in her hair as the towel fell to the floor, forgotten. Still in his seat, he pulled her so she was seated on top of him, as he pulled back his chair making it comfortable to hold the both of them.
Hands were on fire, lips ran everywhere, wet hair, tears of desire, and soaked clothes flew around and soon they stared at each other, with absolute warmth. Ji Pyeong cupped her face and kissed her deeply, and together they gave into their passion and long craved desire of their fifteen years of bond.
Back in her seat, wrapped comfortably only in Ji Pyeong’s coat, Dal Mi looked at their intwined fingers, while Ji Pyeong was busy studying her. Her feet were planted on his lap and his fingers ran up and down, sending shivers down her spine. She brought his fingers to her lips, kissing them and Ji Pyeong leaned in, kissing her nose.
And once again, the long awaited couple, gave into their passion.
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November 18, 2020 at 8:39 AM
First Time
The life of luxury didn’t suit Dal Mi and Ji Pyeong noticed. She was fidgeting and nervous everytime at the restaurant and Ji Pyeong would just watch her. She looked at him, as if grin got see his boiling point but Ji Pyeong was too far gone and too entranced. He can’t be mad at the girl of his dreams. It was raining when they finished their lunch, deciding to go out on a date.
Ji Pyeong asked her to stay and ran back to his car, getting the umbrella Halmoni gave him. He held it for her as they made their way to the car, but they weren’t dry too long. A car sped past them, drenching them from head to toe with the rain water and even if there was a tense moment between them, it lightened, with their laughter.
They got into the vehicle, soaked to the bone and Ji Pyeong pulled a towel, handing it to Dal Mi. Instead of wiping his soaked hair, he helped her and that brought them in close contact. Dal Mi stared at him, while he continued wiping her hair, occasionally stealing glances at her. But the tension was too much.
Dal Mi pulled him towards her and planted her lips on his. Fireworks went off somewhere and Ji Pyeong’s eyes widened at the first kiss he had ever received. His fingers tangled in her hair as the towel fell to the floor, forgotten. Still in his seat, he pulled her so she was seated on top of him, as he pulled back his chair making it comfortable to hold the both of them.
Hands were on fire, lips ran everywhere, wet hair, tears of desire, and soaked clothes flew around and soon they stared at each other, with absolute warmth. Ji Pyeong cupped her face and kissed her deeply, and together they gave into their passion and long craved desire of their fifteen years of bond.
Back in her seat, wrapped comfortably only in Ji Pyeong’s coat, Dal Mi looked at their intwined fingers, while Ji Pyeong was busy studying her. Her feet were planted on his lap and his fingers ran up and down, sending shivers down her spine. She brought his fingers to her lips, kissing them and Ji Pyeong leaned in, kissing her nose.
And once again, the long awaited couple, gave into their passion.