Your breaths began to quicken and grow shallow as you watched Jumin walk over and kneel between your legs. He caught your gaze and held it as he lifted them over his shoulders, then drew you forward by the hips. There was a short pause - in which your heart only beat faster – before you felt the tickle of his hair between your thighs…..and then finally the heat of his tongue.
He took a swipe at your slit, teased at the lips before dipping in to stroke against the inside of your walls…..and drank in your growing wetness. His tongue coaxed out of you soft moans and whimpers, snatching your thoughts until your mind was a blank, until you were nothing but a prisoner to his play.
There was a vicious greed in how he tasted you, and you could do nothing but squeeze your thighs against his head, your moans growing heavy and high pitched, your face contorting as your eyes teared up. There was no release for you, no way for you to withstand the pleasure inside of you. Your hands were bound and you were unable to clutch at something…. it was torturous…and it only grew as he drove you to an edge that you feared and wanted at the same time.
‘Ju…min….!’ Your pitch hit its peak as you felt yourself begin to shake, your walls pulsing and throbbing with the relentless licks and kisses he was giving you. You squeezed your thighs harder against him, your lip caught between your teeth in a weak attempt at control before you lost all your will. Crying out, your body shuddered and shook, your thighs quivering over his shoulders as you came, barely aware that he was lapping up your gushing fluid.
You fell back onto the bed, utterly weak and out of it, your lips parted in ecstasy, your eyes closed as you breathed hard, the quivers of your body slowly abating.