Jonghyun is sure that Gwiboon aced her test on her fucking teasing your neighbour test.
Every morning, around eight a.m. or so, exactly when Jonghyun is usually stepping out of his house to go to work, Gwiboon is stepping out onto her front porch and getting the morning paper. She does so in a relatively innocent manner, bending down to scoop up the wad of paper while stretching her beautiful calf muscles and wiggling her toes. Unfortunately, it isn’t-and cannot be-innocent when she’s wearing nothing but paper-thin lingerie to do so.
So when she does bend down, Jonghyun can see her cute little ass up in the air, and her underwear sits so low that Jonghyun can sometimes see her crack, and it’s kind of hard not to look. Not only that, but she wears an eye-catching bra that directs you to her cleavage almost immediately, and to put it simply, Gwiboon is not lacking in that area at all. She’ll stretch her back, so that her underwear rides up just a little, before stepping back into her house, revealing her sexy lower back, as if nothing happened and if this was perfectly normal.
This-Jonghyun decides-is not normal. This is the third time this week that he has caught the girl exiting her house almost naked. It had started off small-maybe once or twice every two weeks-but with time the girl had gotten way more courageous with her ‘almost-flashing’, so much that on a five-day week, you could see her out in her panties maybe three or if you’re lucky, four times that week. And it was always perfectly matched with the time when Jonghyun was off to work, dressed nicely in his dress shirt and pants that he would have to change later because a normal man doesn’t see a hot girl in her bra and panties and not jack off.
This morning, Jonghyun is prepared. He tells himself that Gwiboon isn’t going to do it-that he’ll be off to work and everything will be fine. He steps out onto his front porch, keeping his eyes on his papers, and he’s half-way to his car when he hears the familiar creak, signaling the opening of the Kim family’s door. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jonghyun thinks and he tries rushing to his car when he hears a cute chirp.
“Kim Jonghyun-sshi? Could you please get me my paper? It’s all the way at the end of my driveway and I just took a shower,” Gwiboon mumbles. Jonghyun turns and swears---because she’s wet. Her long, brown hair sticking to her pale skin, with the ends dripping with water leads your eyes down to her breasts-and yep, she’s wearing only lingerie. Blood rushes south.
Jonghyun nods and swallows the thickness in his throat as he rushes to the end of the driveway to pick up the paper, conveniently covering his crotch with the newspaper when he walks back. Gwiboon smiles politely, and for a second, Jonghyun can forget that Gwiboon is sixteen-exactly eleven years younger than him. Yeah, that was another reason why this was so wrong. Gwiboon laughed and accepted the paper with a bow, revealing her cleavage to Jonghyun, before she turns away, swaying her hips as she re-enters her house and closes the door softly.
Fuck, Jonghyun thinks, and rushes to his car, fisting his cock and jacking off fast and hard, closing his eyes so that he can imagine those beautiful breasts, flat stomach and thin, long legs. He leans back against his headrest and bites down on his lip, thrusting his hips up to his hand until he climaxes. Thankfully, he has baby wipes and a new pair of pants in the back.
When Jonghyun returned home that day, he couldn’t help but watch the door next door, hoping that Gwiboon would step out again. But he knew she wouldn’t. Unlike in the morning, Gwiboon’s parents would be home now, and there would be kids and parents running around. And not many parents would want to see an almost-naked girl bending over to check the mail or whatever.
He climbs out of his car and walks up to his house, inserting the key into the lock and trying his best to eliminate the thoughts of the sixteen year old from his mind. There was an eleven year difference, for god’s sake! He should have been thinking about kids his age, not ones that weren’t even legal yet! He was sure that he could get any girl that possibly wanted with just a snap of his fingers.
What if Gwiboon was seducing him? What if she was trying to actually grab his attention in these very attention-grabbing outfits? Was she into him like he was into her? He couldn’t imagine that she would-that would make it very awkward for the two of them if her parents found out, but there must have been a reason why she stepped outside of her house at the exact time that he was off to go work. It couldn’t have been a coincidence. Jonghyun stepped out to his backyard and turned, watching the other house from the corner of his eye.
He sighed, getting his mail and settling down to a night of work, trying his best to keep from thinking about Kim Gwiboon from next door.
It was a Saturday. Jonghyun sat on his porch, still in his pajamas, thanking the gods that he lived on a sleepy street so that he wouldn’t have to deal with people pointing at him wearing only his jammies (they were comfortable, okay?). He smiled, sipping on his morning coffee, watching people go by-including a young boy on his bike, delivering the morning paper.
Jonghyun sat up and checked his watch-8:01. He tried rushing back into his house, but he heard the door opening. He turned his head and saw Gwiboon stepping out-this time in a robe. But when he looked at her legs, he knew that she was probably not wearing any shorts underneath that fluffy robe. She turned and their eyes locked, and her face lit up as she waved, beckoning him over with a cute “Jonghyun-oppa!”
Jonghun sat up slowly and walked over to the house with slow steps. Gwiboon smiled and brushed her brown hair over her shoulder, revealing a creamy, smooth collarbone. “My parents are away on business for the weekend,” she mumbled. Jonghyun raised an eyebrow. “And I wanted company.” She winks and Jonghyun gets hard… again.
Jonghyun swallows and nods and Gwiboon smirks. “Thanks, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while, now.” She closes the door behind him and Jonghyun steps into the house. She walks ahead and slips the robe off of her shoulders, and Jonghyun soon realizes that they aren’t going to be doing much talking, because as he suspected, she isn’t wearing any clothes.
He walks up to her and hugs her from behind, resting his hands on her breasts. She moans, throwing her head back so that it rests on Jonghyun’s shoulder, her eyes fluttering close. Jonghyun pinches her nipples and rubs them between his fingers, before cupping her breasts and running his hand down her sides, stopping at her hips. He uses his manly strength to turn her around, lean in, and steal her lips. She places her hands around his neck and tilts her head to get more of his mouth, and Jonghyun doesn’t think of anything-just of how hot Gwiboon is.
They part and Gwiboon pulls at the t-shirt he slept in, a crooked smile to her lips. Jonghyun slipped it off, revealing his abs from the years of working out before going to work or school. Gwiboon smirks, obviously liking what she sees, and she grabs his hand, pulling him onto the sofa. There isn’t a moment to loose-they kiss again, Jonghyun leading his hands down her naked body, admiring her curves with his hands. She pulls away, biting down hard on his lip, giving him a vixen stare.
She kisses his neck and Jonghyun straightens up when she puts her hand on his crotch, having noticed his growing erection. She smirks and pats it, whispering into his ear, “You must have wanted to talk to me, too.” Jonghyun smirks, leaning in and biting down on one of her nipples to signify ‘yes’. Gwiboon laughs and smashes their lips together yet again.
Jonghyun presses her down onto the couch and stands up to undo his pants and slip out of his boxers. “Oppa,” she begs, connecting their lips again as she gives him a fierce tug, his cock turning harder and harder by the second. “Oppa!” she calls again, half-opening her eyes. “Get in me.”
Jonghyun doesn’t think twice-and thrusts himself inside Gwiboon’s soaking core. She presses off the coach by the sudden intrusion, and Jonghyun swears-because Gwiboon is so damn tight. Jonghyun bites down on her nipples and she moans. “Jonghyun-oppa!” Her moans come out in choked, strangled groans and Jonghyun moves faster and faster inside of her, feeling his climax any time soon.
She grabs at his biceps and they kiss once more, their tongues mingling and exploring the other’s mouths. Gwiboon’s beautiful-and Jonghyun allows himself to ravish over exactly what he’s been imagining for the past few weeks, whenever she stepped out in nothing but her lingerie, the skimpier the better. Jonghyun thrusts in faster.
“Jonghyun!” she cries, her eyes rolling back, and Jonghyun climaxes seconds later.
She smirks, pulling them closer for a kiss, and Jonghyun doesn’t give a fuck about any eleven-year age difference.
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Jonghyun is sure that Gwiboon aced her test on her fucking teasing your neighbour test.
Every morning, around eight a.m. or so, exactly when Jonghyun is usually stepping out of his house to go to work, Gwiboon is stepping out onto her front porch and getting the morning paper. She does so in a relatively innocent manner, bending down to scoop up the wad of paper while stretching her beautiful calf muscles and wiggling her toes. Unfortunately, it isn’t-and cannot be-innocent when she’s wearing nothing but paper-thin lingerie to do so.
So when she does bend down, Jonghyun can see her cute little ass up in the air, and her underwear sits so low that Jonghyun can sometimes see her crack, and it’s kind of hard not to look. Not only that, but she wears an eye-catching bra that directs you to her cleavage almost immediately, and to put it simply, Gwiboon is not lacking in that area at all. She’ll stretch her back, so that her underwear rides up just a little, before stepping back into her house, revealing her sexy lower back, as if nothing happened and if this was perfectly normal.
This-Jonghyun decides-is not normal. This is the third time this week that he has caught the girl exiting her house almost naked. It had started off small-maybe once or twice every two weeks-but with time the girl had gotten way more courageous with her ‘almost-flashing’, so much that on a five-day week, you could see her out in her panties maybe three or if you’re lucky, four times that week. And it was always perfectly matched with the time when Jonghyun was off to work, dressed nicely in his dress shirt and pants that he would have to change later because a normal man doesn’t see a hot girl in her bra and panties and not jack off.
This morning, Jonghyun is prepared. He tells himself that Gwiboon isn’t going to do it-that he’ll be off to work and everything will be fine. He steps out onto his front porch, keeping his eyes on his papers, and he’s half-way to his car when he hears the familiar creak, signaling the opening of the Kim family’s door. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jonghyun thinks and he tries rushing to his car when he hears a cute chirp.
“Kim Jonghyun-sshi? Could you please get me my paper? It’s all the way at the end of my driveway and I just took a shower,” Gwiboon mumbles. Jonghyun turns and swears---because she’s wet. Her long, brown hair sticking to her pale skin, with the ends dripping with water leads your eyes down to her breasts-and yep, she’s wearing only lingerie. Blood rushes south.
Jonghyun nods and swallows the thickness in his throat as he rushes to the end of the driveway to pick up the paper, conveniently covering his crotch with the newspaper when he walks back. Gwiboon smiles politely, and for a second, Jonghyun can forget that Gwiboon is sixteen-exactly eleven years younger than him. Yeah, that was another reason why this was so wrong. Gwiboon laughed and accepted the paper with a bow, revealing her cleavage to Jonghyun, before she turns away, swaying her hips as she re-enters her house and closes the door softly.
Fuck, Jonghyun thinks, and rushes to his car, fisting his cock and jacking off fast and hard, closing his eyes so that he can imagine those beautiful breasts, flat stomach and thin, long legs. He leans back against his headrest and bites down on his lip, thrusting his hips up to his hand until he climaxes. Thankfully, he has baby wipes and a new pair of pants in the back.
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When Jonghyun returned home that day, he couldn’t help but watch the door next door, hoping that Gwiboon would step out again. But he knew she wouldn’t. Unlike in the morning, Gwiboon’s parents would be home now, and there would be kids and parents running around. And not many parents would want to see an almost-naked girl bending over to check the mail or whatever.
He climbs out of his car and walks up to his house, inserting the key into the lock and trying his best to eliminate the thoughts of the sixteen year old from his mind. There was an eleven year difference, for god’s sake! He should have been thinking about kids his age, not ones that weren’t even legal yet! He was sure that he could get any girl that possibly wanted with just a snap of his fingers.
What if Gwiboon was seducing him? What if she was trying to actually grab his attention in these very attention-grabbing outfits? Was she into him like he was into her? He couldn’t imagine that she would-that would make it very awkward for the two of them if her parents found out, but there must have been a reason why she stepped outside of her house at the exact time that he was off to go work. It couldn’t have been a coincidence. Jonghyun stepped out to his backyard and turned, watching the other house from the corner of his eye.
He sighed, getting his mail and settling down to a night of work, trying his best to keep from thinking about Kim Gwiboon from next door.
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It was a Saturday. Jonghyun sat on his porch, still in his pajamas, thanking the gods that he lived on a sleepy street so that he wouldn’t have to deal with people pointing at him wearing only his jammies (they were comfortable, okay?). He smiled, sipping on his morning coffee, watching people go by-including a young boy on his bike, delivering the morning paper.
Jonghyun sat up and checked his watch-8:01. He tried rushing back into his house, but he heard the door opening. He turned his head and saw Gwiboon stepping out-this time in a robe. But when he looked at her legs, he knew that she was probably not wearing any shorts underneath that fluffy robe. She turned and their eyes locked, and her face lit up as she waved, beckoning him over with a cute “Jonghyun-oppa!”
Jonghun sat up slowly and walked over to the house with slow steps. Gwiboon smiled and brushed her brown hair over her shoulder, revealing a creamy, smooth collarbone. “My parents are away on business for the weekend,” she mumbled. Jonghyun raised an eyebrow. “And I wanted company.” She winks and Jonghyun gets hard… again.
Jonghyun swallows and nods and Gwiboon smirks. “Thanks, I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while, now.” She closes the door behind him and Jonghyun steps into the house. She walks ahead and slips the robe off of her shoulders, and Jonghyun soon realizes that they aren’t going to be doing much talking, because as he suspected, she isn’t wearing any clothes.
He walks up to her and hugs her from behind, resting his hands on her breasts. She moans, throwing her head back so that it rests on Jonghyun’s shoulder, her eyes fluttering close. Jonghyun pinches her nipples and rubs them between his fingers, before cupping her breasts and running his hand down her sides, stopping at her hips. He uses his manly strength to turn her around, lean in, and steal her lips. She places her hands around his neck and tilts her head to get more of his mouth, and Jonghyun doesn’t think of anything-just of how hot Gwiboon is.
They part and Gwiboon pulls at the t-shirt he slept in, a crooked smile to her lips. Jonghyun slipped it off, revealing his abs from the years of working out before going to work or school. Gwiboon smirks, obviously liking what she sees, and she grabs his hand, pulling him onto the sofa. There isn’t a moment to loose-they kiss again, Jonghyun leading his hands down her naked body, admiring her curves with his hands. She pulls away, biting down hard on his lip, giving him a vixen stare.
She kisses his neck and Jonghyun straightens up when she puts her hand on his crotch, having noticed his growing erection. She smirks and pats it, whispering into his ear, “You must have wanted to talk to me, too.” Jonghyun smirks, leaning in and biting down on one of her nipples to signify ‘yes’. Gwiboon laughs and smashes their lips together yet again.
Jonghyun presses her down onto the couch and stands up to undo his pants and slip out of his boxers. “Oppa,” she begs, connecting their lips again as she gives him a fierce tug, his cock turning harder and harder by the second. “Oppa!” she calls again, half-opening her eyes. “Get in me.”
Jonghyun doesn’t think twice-and thrusts himself inside Gwiboon’s soaking core. She presses off the coach by the sudden intrusion, and Jonghyun swears-because Gwiboon is so damn tight. Jonghyun bites down on her nipples and she moans. “Jonghyun-oppa!” Her moans come out in choked, strangled groans and Jonghyun moves faster and faster inside of her, feeling his climax any time soon.
She grabs at his biceps and they kiss once more, their tongues mingling and exploring the other’s mouths. Gwiboon’s beautiful-and Jonghyun allows himself to ravish over exactly what he’s been imagining for the past few weeks, whenever she stepped out in nothing but her lingerie, the skimpier the better. Jonghyun thrusts in faster.
“Jonghyun!” she cries, her eyes rolling back, and Jonghyun climaxes seconds later.
She smirks, pulling them closer for a kiss, and Jonghyun doesn’t give a fuck about any eleven-year age difference.
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you're so welcome! the prompt caught my eye since i first read it, so i really needed to write it. plus het!jongkey does something for me.
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