[Behind The Closed Door]
-iksong-
/smut 21+/
/one-shot/
It was around eleven at night, the hallways were empty, and the sound of rain pouring hard outside was hearable when Songhwa stepped in the elevator going up.
It was a long and exhausting day for her. Performing a ten hours surgery drained her energy inside out. She hasn't seen Ikjun ever since they last met at the basement early in the morning, her energy source.
'Now, where the hell are you Ikjun-ah?.' Songhwa muttered to himself.
She took his phone out of her pocket and focused on tapping on the screen. The rest of the boys had gone home hours before her; it's Friday night, everyone has a plan of their own. Dragging her own feet, she finally reached her office and was stunned by the sight before her eyes.
'How long have you been here?' Ikjun asked, his eyes widened. If he hadn't tried to play it cool, Ikjun would bash himself into Songhwa's arms. Instead, he stood by the door and stared at her contemptuously.
'Long enough to devour this cup of tea until the very last drop.' he said casually as he turned the neck massager device back on then placed it over his neck. 'Did you just finish?'
Songhwa crossed her arms and hummed, eyes focused on the ground, not moving an inch.
Ikjun noticed how the beam of a smile slowly began to disappear from her face. If there were one person who understood Songhwa the most, it would be Ikjun. Songwha doesn't need to say it to tell him she had a pretty rough day. He will know and magically will always have a way to turn that frown upside down.
Songhwa pouted as she gave him a pair of begging eyes. Ikjun chuckled, finding it cute how she acted that way merely to get his attention but moreover his affection.
'Have some tea first.' Ikjun said as he pointed over to the refreshment counter next to the cabinet. 'It will help you relax for a bit.'
Annoyed, Songhwa then approached the refreshment counter and made herself a cup of chamomile tea. The water was still hot, and she could tell that Ikjun had prepared this on a perfect timing a while before she came into the room. It warmed her heart in many ways possible. The little things Ikjun does for her never fail to make her flatters.
Ikjun pinner his eyes on her. From his seat, he was able to see it all. Chae Songhwa, the woman he loved dearly. The perfect curve is shaping her entire body from head to toe.
Chae Songhwa, you're driving me mad.
'Yaa Songhwa-ya...' Ikjun called in a low and deep voice. 'Come here.'
Songhwa did as she was told. Lazily she walked towards Ikjun after closing the door behind her, who was standing right beside her office desk. As she had gotten closer, Ikjun outstretched his arms and have them on Songhwa's waist, pulling her up close. She gasped at the sudden motion.
'Ikjun-ah,' she whispered. Ikjun pressed his forehead onto hers, using one hand to caress her soft cheek. Songhwa looked into Ikjun's eyes as if telling him that she needed him at that time. Ikjun gave off a vibration of energy that she suspected only she could detect. It makes her stronger every time, and it heals her at the end of every day.
Ikjun showered her with kisses all over her face. All that while his left arm still locked her in his embrace. He tenderly kissed her forehead, off to the temple right before her eyes, downwards to her cheek, and tilting his head before smoothly brushed his lips to hers.
Songhwa welcomed his kiss vigorously; she slipped both of her hands over to Ikjun's neck. Obliquely pressing him more onto her. Ikjun thoughtfully led his hand to grope the back of Songhwa's head, causing her to let out a soft moan into his mouth.
In one swift movement, Ikjun altered their positions around with now Songhwa in contact with the table's edge. Ikjun didn't know why he got so worked up over the thought and urge to make love to her, but hat he did at that moment, he could no longer control himself.
With his strong arms, Ikjun held Songhwa and lifted her on the table in an instant. He broke out the kiss to intensely stare at her as she gasped for air.
'Ikjun-ah, I don't think we should uh...' she panted heavily. '...do it here because... someone might-'
Not letting her finishing off her sentence, Ikjun once again slammed his lips onto hers. Songhwa twirled her tongue around Ikjun's, causing him to tighten his grip around her waist unconsciously.
Sneakily, his hands began to wander to certain parts of her body, underneath the blue-ish scrub. Songhwa did not make any resistance; she wanted it; she longed for it. Despite her being uneasy for them to do it in her office, she somewhat plainly let herself sink at the moment.
'I fuckin love you, Chae Songhwa.' he whispered by her ear. 'I love every single thing about you, every inch of your body.'
Without her noticing, Ikjun's fingers began to tug on her pants, deliberately and skillfully pulling her panties down at once. Initially, Songhwa tried to held back and pushed his arms away, but with the reassurance he gave her, Songhwa finally giving in. 'Trust me.'
As Ikjun pulled down his pants, giving him enough access as he was starting to align himself to Songhwa's entrance.
'Are you on pills?' Ikjun asked, wanting to make sure.
Deep down in ecstasy, Songhwa's hand began to roam around his nape, his back, and his soft hair.
'Answer me.' Ikjun demanded.
'Y-yes...' she could only whimper.
Getting the answer he wanted, Ikjun went back to kiss her torridly. Ikjun's kisses went down all over her neck while his palms wandered around underneath her scrub to squeeze her breast. Songhwa arched her back, asking for more.
'Ikjun-ah, please....' she desperately begged for it.
He smirked at her plea. 'Please what, baby girl?'
'I need you inside me.'
As if it was his cue, Ikjun aggressively yanked her thighs closer to him as he finally invaded his shaft with one great thrust. Songhwa shut her eyes and threw her head back at the ecstatic feeling that gets her every time. He groaned as he inserted his full length inside her.
'Ahh... Ikjun-ah!' she let out a muffled cry as she leaned forward to bit on Ikjun's shoulder. For he was thrusting slowly but deeply inside of her, hitting the spot each time he did so. Songhwa's right hand found its way to his soft hair, gripping onto them and the other hand over his neck for support.
'Oh... Songhwa-ya,' Ikjun groaned. 'Fuck, you're so tight.'
Both of them could have come at that pace alone, but Ikjun wanted her to have more.
'Faster.' she commanded in frustration. Taking hold of her thighs with both of his strong arms. In response, Songhwa wrapped her legs around his waist. Ikjun then picked up the pace as his life depended on it, pounding harder, turning Songhwa into a moaning mess.
'Lee Ikjun...' she cried out. Ikjun nuzzled his face in her neck, nibbling the skin of her; it surely would leave a mark. He could sense how her walls began to tighten around him; Songhwa would come in any minute now.
He groaned and grunts as he gave her powerful thrusts. All that could be heard was the two of them repeating each other's names and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
'I-ikjun-ah... I- 'm... I can't hold it any longer...' she managed to choke out, feeling her orgasm building up quickly.
'It's okay, cum for me.'
A few more deep thrusts from Ikjun and Songhwa was screaming her lungs out, feeling the wave of pleasure ripping through her. Her entire muscle spasming uncontrollably. Ikjun let her ride it out, and within a few seconds after, he exploded all of himself in her. He moaned Songhwa's name as he did so.
The two were gasping for air as slowly they began to cool down. They were still in position for a while before he pulled out, and Ikjun hugged Songhwa tightly, giving her the aftercare she needed. He ran one hand over to her thigh and stroked her skin lightly.
Ikjun petted her temple. 'Are you alright?'
She nodded, dodging and tilting her head, asking for a kiss. Ikjun gave her what she requested as his hand went up and down her back.
'Thank you, Ikjun-ah.'
He smiled. 'What for?'
'Everything.'
Ikjun locked her in his arms still. 'I love you, Chae Songhwa.'
'I know.' she blushed, hiding her face again.
'Ikjun-ah, I think we should clean up now...'
'Hmmm....' Ikjun brushed his chin against her clothed shoulder. 'Okay.'
'But we're not done yet.' he grinned. 'Uju's asleep already, so we can get on to round two once we get home.'
Songhwa fixed her glasses and playfully punched his chest. 'Yaaaa! You're unbelievable!'