Chapter 41: Consumed by Passion

The tension in the air was electric, charged with the raw emotions that had brought Seokjin and YN back together. Their confessions and tears had paved the way for something deeper, something more primal, as the realisation of how much they truly meant to each other ignited a fire that neither could control.

They had barely made it through the door of Seokjin’s apartment when their desire overwhelmed them. The door slammed shut behind them, the sound echoing in the quiet space as Seokjin’s hands gripped YN’s waist, pulling her flush against him. His lips crashed onto hers in a kiss that was anything but gentle, fierce, demanding, and full of the pent-up need that had been brewing between them for far too long.

YN responded with equal fervour, her fingers threading through his hair as she kissed him back with everything she had. Their bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly as if they were made for each other. The intensity of the moment was intoxicating, and YN found herself drowning in the sensation of Seokjin’s lips on hers, his hands roaming over her body with a desperate need.

Seokjin pulled back just enough to catch his breath, his chest heaving as he gazed down at YN. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from their kiss, and the sight of her, so beautiful and vulnerable, only fueled the fire within him. His eyes darkened with desire as they drifted down her body, taking in the curves he had come to know so well.

“You’re so beautiful,” Seokjin murmured, his voice rough with want. His hands moved to the buttons of her blouse, his fingers trembling slightly as he began to undo them one by one. “Every inch of you… I can’t get enough.”

YN’s breath hitched as his hands brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, and it only made her want him more. “Seokjin…” she whispered, her voice barely audible as she leaned into his touch.

His name on her lips was all it took to snap the last thread of his restraint. With a low growl, Seokjin pushed the blouse off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a forgotten heap. His hands moved to her bra, quickly unhooking it and discarding it just as swiftly. The sight of her bare breasts, full and perfect, sent a surge of lust through him that was impossible to ignore.

Seokjin’s hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples as he leaned down to capture one in his mouth. YN gasped, her back arching as pleasure shot through her. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she held on, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation.

“Seokjin…” she moaned, her voice breathless as he lavished attention on her breasts. His mouth was hot and wet against her skin, his tongue flicking over her sensitive peaks with a skill that left her panting.

Seokjin groaned against her, the sound vibrating through her body and making her knees weak. He moved from one breast to the other, his hands kneading the soft flesh as his mouth worked its magic. The taste of her, the feel of her, it was all too much, and yet it wasn’t enough. He needed more.

With a sudden movement, Seokjin lifted YN off the ground, carrying her over to the bed and laying her down gently. He hovered over her, his eyes blazing with desire as he took in the sight of her—her breasts rising and falling with each laboured breath, her skin glowing with a light sheen of sweat, her eyes dark and full of need.

“I want you,” Seokjin said, his voice low and rough as he reached for the waistband of her skirt, tugging it down along with her panties in one swift motion. He tossed them aside, his eyes never leaving hers as he spread her legs, revealing her most intimate part.

YN’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the cool air against her heated skin. She was completely exposed to him, but the look in Seokjin’s eyes wasn’t one of judgement, it was pure, unadulterated worship. The intensity of his gaze made her feel powerful, desirable, and she could see that he was barely holding himself together.

“I’m yours,” YN whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. “Take me, Seokjin.”

Those words were all it took for Seokjin to lose the last of his control. With a growl, he lowered himself between her legs, his mouth finding her heat with a precision that left her gasping. His tongue flicked over her sensitive bud, teasing her, tasting her, driving her wild with need.

“Seokjin… oh god…” YN moaned, her hips bucking up as he continued to pleasure her. The sensation was overwhelming, waves of pleasure crashing over her as Seokjin’s tongue worked its magic. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tightening as the pressure built inside her.

Seokjin could feel her trembling beneath him, and it only spurred him on. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he increased the intensity, his tongue moving faster, harder, until YN was on the brink of losing herself completely.

And then, with a cry of pure ecstasy, YN shattered, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Seokjin didn’t stop, didn’t let up until she had ridden out every last bit of pleasure, leaving her panting and trembling beneath him.

He pulled back, his lips glistening with her arousal as he looked down at her with a mixture of pride and hunger. “You taste amazing,” Seokjin murmured, his voice thick with desire as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “But I need more.”

Without wasting another second, Seokjin shed the rest of his clothes, his arousal standing proud and ready. He positioned himself between YN’s legs, his eyes locking with hers as he guided himself to her entrance.

“Are you ready for me?” Seokjin asked, his voice softening for a moment as he brushed a strand of hair away from her face.

YN nodded, her eyes filled with trust and love. “Yes, Seokjin. I need you.”

With that, Seokjin pushed into her, filling her completely in one smooth motion. The feeling of being inside her, so warm, so tight, was almost too much to bear. He groaned, his head dropping to her shoulder as he fought to control himself.

“YN… you feel so good,” Seokjin murmured against her skin, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

YN wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. “Seokjin… move, please…”

That was all the encouragement he needed. Seokjin began to thrust, his movements slow and deliberate at first, savouring the feeling of being connected to her in the most intimate way possible. But soon, the need to claim her, to make her his completely, took over, and his pace quickened.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, the sound of their passion filling the room as they lost themselves in each other. Seokjin’s hands roamed over her body, his lips finding hers in a kiss that was just as passionate and desperate as their first. He could feel her nails digging into his back, urging him on, and it only made him want her more.

YN was lost in the sensation of Seokjin moving inside her, the way his body fit hers so perfectly, the way he made her feel so completely and utterly loved. She could feel herself nearing the edge again, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.

“Seokjin… I’m so close…” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

“Me too, baby,” Seokjin replied, his breath hot against her ear as he continued to move, his pace quickening as he chased his release.

And then, with a final, deep thrust, they both tumbled over the edge together, their cries of pleasure mingling in the air as they found their release in each other’s arms.

Seokjin collapsed on top of her, his body spent and trembling as he held her close, his heart still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking. YN wrapped her arms around him, holding him just as tightly, her own heart pounding in her chest.

“I love you, YN,” Seokjin whispered against her neck, his voice filled with emotion as he pressed a soft kiss to her skin.

“I love you too, Seokjin,” YN replied, her voice soft and full of love. “More than anything.”

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