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yb/dara gettin' it on
anonymous
August 9 2010, 23:49:00 UTC
Youngbae's ipod is tucked into its dock and the lights are dimmed. Candles are lit and placed strategically around the room. Youngbae rubs his hands together. Perfect.
Sandara sits on the edge of the bed, nervously playing with the hem of her shirt. Youngbae takes a seat next to her and looks deeply into her eyes. Sandara manages a weak smile.
They kiss slowly and the angle isn't right - their noses crash and Youngbae is more or less kissing the corner of her mouth - but it's nice. They're really getting into it, Sandara spread across the bed with Youngbae over top of her as he presses kisses along her jaw, when Take It Slow sounds from the speakers. Now, that's a little awkward. Sandara chokes on her own saliva, which progresses into a coughing fit. Youngbae flushes and quickly gets up to change the song, not quite comfortable with listening to his own voice as he gets busy.
Somehow, Youngbae manages to get over his embarrassment and they resume positions in a matter of moments to a smooth jazz melody. When Youngbae makes way to pull Sandara's shirt up and over her head, her arm gets caught in the sleeve. He tugs and Sandara makes a struggling sound. He tries a second time, but she stops him with a hand curved around his wrist.
"Maybe we should, just, take off our own clothes?" She suggests.
Youngbae nods and removes his clothing from head to toe, too shy to even take a peek at Sandara. When he climbs onto the bed, he does so blindly.
Only when Sandara clears her throat, does Youngbae look up. There she is, Sandara in all her naked glory, eyeing him expectantly. Youngbae feels all the blood drain from his face and briefly wonders how many people have lost consciousness in the middle of sex.
Sandara sits on the edge of the bed, nervously playing with the hem of her shirt. Youngbae takes a seat next to her and looks deeply into her eyes. Sandara manages a weak smile.
They kiss slowly and the angle isn't right - their noses crash and Youngbae is more or less kissing the corner of her mouth - but it's nice. They're really getting into it, Sandara spread across the bed with Youngbae over top of her as he presses kisses along her jaw, when Take It Slow sounds from the speakers. Now, that's a little awkward. Sandara chokes on her own saliva, which progresses into a coughing fit. Youngbae flushes and quickly gets up to change the song, not quite comfortable with listening to his own voice as he gets busy.
Somehow, Youngbae manages to get over his embarrassment and they resume positions in a matter of moments to a smooth jazz melody. When Youngbae makes way to pull Sandara's shirt up and over her head, her arm gets caught in the sleeve. He tugs and Sandara makes a struggling sound. He tries a second time, but she stops him with a hand curved around his wrist.
"Maybe we should, just, take off our own clothes?" She suggests.
Youngbae nods and removes his clothing from head to toe, too shy to even take a peek at Sandara. When he climbs onto the bed, he does so blindly.
Only when Sandara clears her throat, does Youngbae look up. There she is, Sandara in all her naked glory, eyeing him expectantly. Youngbae feels all the blood drain from his face and briefly wonders how many people have lost consciousness in the middle of sex.
this is all i am capable of....orz
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