[2NE1 + Big Bang | 009.] i'd like to brush my knees between your thighs
i'd like to brush my knees between your thighs
park bom/t.o.p.
pg-13
[in sum]: bom says she's been waiting for him, but seunghyun isn't too sure.
prompt from milkpoet:
"You seem to be waiting for something, rather than someone.”
so corny... /hides in a hole
bom smiles with her eyes. it's only a second later that her lips follow, creeping upward into a curly little grin.
"i've been waiting for you" she says.
seunghyun shifts on his feet then walks over to the leather couch that bom lies across. he perches at the end, hiding his nervousness by being fidgety.
she sits up slowly. and by doing so, seunghyun can see her breasts rolling into different positions inside of her electric blue sequined mini dress.
"this has got to be a dream" thinks seunghyun.
because bom is supposed to be quirky and hilarious, even when she doesn't mean to be. but this bom is all seduction. one hundred percent femme fatale.
seunghyun gulps noticeably.
she hooks one of her legs with one of seunghyun's. her heels barely graze his knee. seunghyun breaks out into a cold sweat.
"you're so far" bom says in a low voice. "come closer."
seunghyun scoots toward the middle of the couch, which is no small feat because the undersides of his thighs have stuck to the fabric of his pants. damp clothes make poor sliding material on leather.
when seunghyun is within reach, bom extends her hand. her nails are long and ornately painted, mostly red. she strokes seunghyun's cheek, then his chin.
"what's gotten into you, noona?"
seunghyun takes a chance and looks into bom's eyes.
they're empty. and when seunghyun's eyes flick to bom's mouth, her lips are still curled in that perfect smile.
"shhh" says bom, putting pressure on her hand and bringing seunghyun's face closer to her own.
seunghyun closes his eyes though he's pretty sure bom is wide-eyed during their kiss. one second, two. then seunghyun parts her lips with his tongue.
one cue, bom let's out a throaty moan.
and then, seunghyun knows. bom isn't waiting for him, she's waiting for something.
something like a spark.
something like a feeling.
something like love.
park bom/t.o.p.
pg-13
[in sum]: bom says she's been waiting for him, but seunghyun isn't too sure.
prompt from milkpoet:
"You seem to be waiting for something, rather than someone.”
so corny... /hides in a hole
bom smiles with her eyes. it's only a second later that her lips follow, creeping upward into a curly little grin.
"i've been waiting for you" she says.
seunghyun shifts on his feet then walks over to the leather couch that bom lies across. he perches at the end, hiding his nervousness by being fidgety.
she sits up slowly. and by doing so, seunghyun can see her breasts rolling into different positions inside of her electric blue sequined mini dress.
"this has got to be a dream" thinks seunghyun.
because bom is supposed to be quirky and hilarious, even when she doesn't mean to be. but this bom is all seduction. one hundred percent femme fatale.
seunghyun gulps noticeably.
she hooks one of her legs with one of seunghyun's. her heels barely graze his knee. seunghyun breaks out into a cold sweat.
"you're so far" bom says in a low voice. "come closer."
seunghyun scoots toward the middle of the couch, which is no small feat because the undersides of his thighs have stuck to the fabric of his pants. damp clothes make poor sliding material on leather.
when seunghyun is within reach, bom extends her hand. her nails are long and ornately painted, mostly red. she strokes seunghyun's cheek, then his chin.
"what's gotten into you, noona?"
seunghyun takes a chance and looks into bom's eyes.
they're empty. and when seunghyun's eyes flick to bom's mouth, her lips are still curled in that perfect smile.
"shhh" says bom, putting pressure on her hand and bringing seunghyun's face closer to her own.
seunghyun closes his eyes though he's pretty sure bom is wide-eyed during their kiss. one second, two. then seunghyun parts her lips with his tongue.
one cue, bom let's out a throaty moan.
and then, seunghyun knows. bom isn't waiting for him, she's waiting for something.
something like a spark.
something like a feeling.
something like love.