Chapter 2. Routines or Not (2)

I settled on the couch and grabbed my phone, seeing several messages from SooJin.

Jinie:

|Can you have sex more than once? Will the babies feel it?

Jinie:

|SiJoon and I had sex all afternoon... It was good.

Jinie:

|Where are you, Jae? I want to talk about my afternoon of sex!

Jinie:

|Oh my god, I feel like having sex again... How is that possible?

JaeMin:

|Jinie, it's almost nine in the evening! Don't you ever get tired?

Jinie:

|Now you show up, huh? Were you having sex too?

JaeMin:

|I was having dinner with my two men, and now I'm resting on the couch.

Jinie:

|No sex?

JaeMin:

|No sex.

Jinie:

|That's boring.

JaeMin:

|You're the boring one!

Jinie:

|Jae, I wanted to ask you something.

|Is it bad to have sex while pregnant?

JaeMin:

|You should ask the doctor, but theoretically, it should be fine. I couldn't do it because my pregnancy was high-risk, but judging by your afternoon of fun with SiJoon, I think it's okay.

Jinie:

|Yeah, I'll ask the doctor. SiJoon insisted that it should be Dr. Kim too, said he's really good and treated you well.

JaeMin:

|That's true, Dr. Kim is the best.

I heard JunKoo's footsteps and looked up. He was coming back with the baby monitor in his hand, shirtless, wearing only sweatpants.

"He drooled all over me," he explained as he sat next to me.

JaeMin: JunKoo is here, I think I'll take care of my sweetheart now.

Jinie:

|Alright. I'm going out with my FIANCE for dinner too.

JaeMin:

|Who doesn't have a fiancé, how do they even live?

Jinie:

|Fiancé for now, right...

JaeMin:

|Have you set a date?

Jinie:

|We're going to set it next week.

JaeMin:

|I'm happy for you, I even feel excited.

Jinie:

|I'm excited too, Jae. But okay, bye now, I'm going to fill my tummy and feed my babies.

I locked the device and rested my head on JunKoo's shoulder, watching him scroll through the countless photos on the phone.

"You have so many photos of Jiwan..."

"What can I say, I'm a doting father," he said without looking away. "Here."

He handed me the phone with the semi-professional photos he had taken of my pregnant belly and me.

"I remember this one," I commented, feeling a warm feeling in my heart. "It was the first time you sang to him..."

"I remember, he was kicking a lot."

I nodded and continued looking.

"This one was taken at the hospital, I remember that day," I smiled, but a tear of emotion rolled down my cheek without permission. "It was the day our little elephant was born."

"I look at this photo every day," he commented softly, starting to caress my hair with his nose. "It was the happiest day of my life."

I sniffled and looked at him with a smile. JunKoo wiped my cheek and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm so happy with you, Jun..."

"I spoke softly, muffled, feeling the delightful scent of red berries on his neck.

"I am too, mochi," he whispered, planting a kiss on my hair and then pulling my face towards him, sealing our lips. "Want some more wine?"

I nodded and saw him smile, giving me one last kiss before heading to the table to fetch the glasses.

We started drinking absentmindedly, speaking softly and smiling.

JunKoo began caressing my face while staring at me with a fierce, penetrating gaze.

"This wine reminds me of last night," he murmured. "It was the best night ever, my love."

My cheeks flushed, and I lowered my gaze. Memories flooded my mind, and my body grew warm.

The image of JunKoo so close and shirtless didn't help either.

He moved closer to me and slowly touched my thigh.

"You ride so well, you know," he said with a shy smile, and I tried to lift my gaze.

"Thank you... You were amazing too."

JunKoo smiled and trailed his hand along my thigh, moving up to touch my waist.

"And you taste so good... I loved going down on you and kissing you there," he practically whispered, igniting my desire.

I locked eyes with him, filled with lust, and traced down his bare torso. The low waist of his pants revealed the waistband of his underwear, and I felt my mouth water subtly, remembering what came after.

I lifted my gaze again, smiled, and reached for his pants, gripping his already forming erection firmly.

"You taste amazing too..."

JunKoo let out a low moan, and I positioned myself on top of him, lowering myself slowly until I sat on his ample thighs.

"Can I do something?" I asked softly.

"What do you want to do?" he asked with a husky, erotic voice.

"I want to suck you," I spoke simply and intentionally bit my lower lip.

"Do you want to?"

"U-hum," I replied with a falsely innocent look.

JunKoo smiled and slowly removed my hand from his already hard cock, slipping his hand into his underwear without hesitation.

"Then suck."

I smiled at him and leaned in slightly to kiss him, teasing against his exposed shaft.

After the kiss, I moved down and knelt in front of him.

"Can you help me?" I asked with a smile.

JunKoo adjusted himself and held his cock at the base, tilting it to brush gently against my lips as he moaned softly.

"Open your mouth," he requested, caressing my hair, and I obeyed his command.

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue slightly."

"JunKoo slowly sank down there, circling his cock.

I moved my tongue over the head and slowly delved into the slit, savoring his distinctive taste.

He groaned louder, and I couldn't hold back anymore.

I took his cock into my mouth, taking in as much as I could, and started sucking vigorously.

JunKoo spread his legs wider and threw his head back, moaning in such a delicious way that my own erection throbbed, burning.

"Fuck..." he whispered when I lightly bit the head. "This feels amazing."

I looked up and locked eyes with his dark gaze.

I kept my gaze on him as I bobbed back and forth, feeling his long fingers sinking into my hair, guiding my head.

"Ah... Yes...," he moaned huskily when I released him and went all in. "Fuck... I want you, love."

I let go of his cock with a loud pop and locked eyes with him, wiping away the drool with the back of my hand.

"There's no condom here."

"We have...," he quickly pulled me onto his lap, ripping off my shirt and kissing me. "Upstairs."

"Are you sure?" I was already shirtless, feeling his nimble fingers pulling down my pants.

"I am." JunKoo removed my pants, leaving me only in my underwear, and placed me back on his lap. "Fuck, I want to fuck you hard."

"Hm..." I wriggled on his lap, enjoying the kisses and bites trailing on my neck. "Then let's go upstairs."

Without saying another word, JunKoo lifted both our bodies and walked to the corner, slightly off-kilter but never stopping the kisses, and called the elevator.

Well, that would serve some purpose.

We entered quickly, and soon we started ascending.

"Let's make love in the studio! I want to fuck you on that table."

I smiled and nodded, already feeling his gentle thrusts.

The elevator stopped on our floor, and we got out, still kissing softly, careful not to wake the baby.

JunKoo entered the room and left me by the door. He rushed to the closet to grab the condoms without wasting time. But I knew that in our current state and with the limited alone time we had, going to the studio could be a huge waste of time. So I quickly removed my underwear and went to the bed, sinking into the sheets and pillows.

JunKoo returned, completely erect and without underwear, and locked eyes with me on the bed."

"Come on, hurry...," I called out in a pleading tone, slowly parting my legs, feeling an immense need for my man.

He smiled and opened the condom slowly. Walking towards the foot of the bed, he slid the latex over his own cock.

"Come on, my love...," I spoke calmly, shifting on the bed and throwing my head back, teasing him.

I felt the weight on the bed and smiled as I saw him standing over me.

"How do you want it, huh?" he asked, smiling, biting my lip while his cock grazed against mine.

"Hard," I sucked on my lower lip and locked eyes with him.

Once again, JunKoo didn't say a word, he simply brought his fingers to my mouth, silently asking me to suck on them.

I sucked on his fingers the same way I had sucked on his cock. It was delicious. His fingers gently brushed against the back of my throat, leaving them completely coated in saliva.

JunKoo kissed me passionately and then brought his fingers to my entrance, slipping them both in at once, thrusting in and out, stretching me.

"I want your cock...," I said, kissing him, feeling his warm tongue entwining with mine.

He withdrew his fingers and positioned his cock, without releasing my mouth, slowly entering me, taking his time.

I moaned softly, feeling pleasure from that single movement alone.

It felt too good, it was JunKoo.

I wrapped my legs around his hips and felt my body being rocked back and forth as he moaned and thrust forcefully.

It would be fast. We were both highly aroused, and with the desire to make the most of every second alone, everything felt even more intense.

JunKoo fucked me and sucked on my neck and shoulder, leaving marks.

I moaned when he gave a quick thrust and hit my sweet spot.

I was already going crazy, wanting to feel him, wanting to have him deeper inside me, so I eagerly and hastily asked him:

"I want it doggy style, Jun, doggy style..."

"Fuck..."

JunKoo thrust once more, hard, hitting my prostate again. I moaned loudly and felt my body being swiftly turned around, now facing away.

I quickly lifted myself and arched my back, fully exposing myself to him, desperate to be penetrated again.

"Fuck, love... You're beautiful," he said, running his hand over my entire butt, his index finger touching my pulsating entrance. "So delicate and tight."

"I need you...," I spoke in a pleading tone, grinding my hips.

"Ah, JaeMin...," he positioned his cock and made me moan with just the contact. "Beg for my cock, go on."

"Please, Jun... fuck me."

"Do you want me to fuck you?" I nodded, teasingly rubbing against the head of his cock. "Tell me again, how do you want it?"

"I want it hard..."

I moaned loudly as I felt his cock thrust forcefully inside, and his large hands gripped my hips.

Damn, it felt so good, mind-blowing, amazing.

I felt our bodies collide forcefully, over and over again, and soon my sweet spot was hit once more.

"Yes..."

JunKoo let out a low laugh, and I only heard the smack and the sting on my ass.

He had given me a slap, and then he leaned in, placing kisses along my back.

I felt my pleasure intensify with each strong thrust, and soon his hands pulled me up, pressing my back against his sweaty chest.

I reached my hands behind me and grabbed onto his hair, hearing his heavy breathing in my ear, along with his strong hands embracing my torso, pulling our bodies together.

JunKoo placed one hand around my waist and the other rested on my chest, his finger lightly squeezing my nipple.

He thrust twice more, hitting me just right, and I moaned loudly. I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

JunKoo squeezed me tighter and let out a dragged-out moan. He was close too.

I tightened my grip on his hair and felt more powerful thrusts. My prostate was being pummeled, and I felt my body tremble intensely as the climax came, without even being touched.

My body trembled as my eyes closed, and the pleasure gradually heightened, but it was when JunKoo moaned loudly, panting, and came inside me that I felt my entire body shudder, reaching the peak of pleasure.

I could feel him pulsating inside me. I was sensitive.

"Keep going... Don't stop, please..."

I begged, feeling the desire to orgasm once again. Even though JunKoo was tired, he continued to thrust firmly, and soon the same sensation hit me, further staining the bedsheet, announcing my second orgasm, causing me to have mild spasms until it subsided.

My limp body slumped onto his, and I felt his strong hands holding me, along with the kisses being placed on my neck and nape.

"That was... oh my God!" I said with closed eyes.

"You're so sensitive," he said, still holding me. "You're fucking delicious, JaeMin."

"I am, huh?" I smiled, still feeling a bit dazed, looking at him from the side.

"Delicious," he smiled and slowly pulled out of me. "Your ass is beautiful, so fucking good. You swallowed me so well."

I blushed, feeling embarrassed, and shifted to the clean side of the bed.

"Can you prepare another bath for us? Like yesterday?"

"Are you going to sleep again?" he asked, laughing, as he removed the cum-filled condom, still fully erect.

"No..." I licked my lower lip, noticing how he was still hard. His cock was pointing towards me, completely glossy and dripping.

JunKoo looked down and smiled, heading towards the bathroom.

"Should I fill the bathtub or do you want to take a shower?"

"It depends." I smiled and stood up, walking towards him.

"On what?" he asked, confused, watching me close the door.

"On whether you want me to ride you in the bathtub or if you want me against the shower wall... Because we're not done yet."