Questism and Lookism: Am I Suhyeon Kim?

(Point of view: Chaerin)

Suhyeon gasped in surprise when I pushed him back, making him fall onto the bed with me on top of him. His eyes widened — first with shock, then with growing excitement.

I straddled his hips, letting my slow, sensual movements caress his skin and awaken every muscle in his body.

"Oh, my love," I whispered, my voice trembling slightly. It's my turn to take control.

My hands slid down to his shoulders, my fingers digging into his skin.

Then Suhyeon pressed his lips to mine, responding eagerly, parting his lips beneath mine, inviting me to deepen the kiss. I could feel his heartbeat pulsing between us.

But just as suddenly, I pulled away with a teasing smile.

"Let's do something more fun… something a little more exciting, my love," I whispered into his ear.

"Like what? I'm all ears," he said with a grin, accepting the challenge.

A few minutes later, Suhyeon was tied to the bed, each limb restrained.

I climbed back onto the mattress, now completely naked, and settled on his hips. A little calmer now, I began to move in slow, deliberate circles over his semi-hard cock.

The slick friction of my wetness against him was a delicious torment — one that burned inside me, too.

I watched his body react: tense, caught between need and the frustration of being unable to move. I knew he was helpless, which only made him more vulnerable to my touch. I adored that delicate balance between dominance and surrender.

"Do you want me to move?" I whispered softly, letting a warm breath tickle his ear — I knew it would make him shiver.

He didn't answer. He just looked at me, begging silently, aching without words.

I smirked and slowed down, shifting my hips just enough to pull away, teasing the hunger I saw building in his eyes.

I leaned in, letting my breasts brush his bare chest, warming and dampening his skin with my body heat. My lips met his neck in a soft kiss… and I couldn't resist nipping him gently.

I smiled at the moan that escaped him. I loved seeing him so exposed to my power, even knowing I was playing with fire.

As I kept grinding slowly, rubbing my wet sex against his trapped erection, I let out a breathy moan and said,

"You're so hard… and I still won't let you touch me."

I took pleasure in pushing him to the edge. My hands wandered gently across his shoulders and chest, before resting exactly where I knew he needed me most — his abdomen.

"Do you want me to keep going?" I murmured, watching his expression.

He nodded, impatient but restrained, resisting the urge to give in — he knew he wasn't allowed to. Slowly, I slid down his body after unbinding his torso, leaving a trail of hot kisses along his skin.

I paused at the waistband of his pants, looking up at him through my lashes with a wicked grin.

"I'm going to enjoy every second of this," I whispered, my breath warm against his skin.

With a slow, confident motion, I began to undo his belt. My fingers worked skillfully. Once it was loose, I slid it out of the loops, inch by inch.

"You know," I murmured, wrapping the belt around my hand, "I've imagined this so many times. But reality is so much better."

I followed the direction of his gaze. My eyes darkened with desire as I saw the growing bulge beneath his pants. My tongue darted out to wet my lips, and a slow, predatory smile curved across my face.

"Mmm," I murmured, letting my hot breath hit his exposed abdomen. "Looks like someone's eager to come out and play."

My fingers closed around the bulge, giving it a light squeeze as I looked up to catch his reaction.

"Don't worry, my love," I whispered. "I'm going to take very good care of you."

With one smooth motion, I undid his pants and freed his hard cock. My eyes widened slightly at the sight of his impressive 10-inch length, an expression of awe and hunger flickering across my face.

"Oh my god," I whispered, wrapping my hand around his throbbing shaft. "You're even bigger than last time."

I stroked him slowly with my soft fingers, just enough to drive him wild. Then suddenly, I wrapped my tongue around the tip of his cock, savoring the bead of precum that had already formed at the head.

I was fully aware of how it was affecting him. My mouth was warm and wet—perfect to make him surrender completely. I felt a moan escape his throat as his back arched. I savored my little triumph, smiling against his skin.

"You love it, don't you?" I whispered in a teasing tone.

He was lost, and I didn't need him to say a word. I slowly pulled back, my mouth leaving a trail of saliva down his throbbing shaft, my tongue flicking out as a strand of spit connected us. My hand wrapped around his length, beginning to stroke him up and down in a steady rhythm.

"Look how hard you are," I murmured, my voice thick with need. "I'm dying to feel you inside me... right now."

My fingers tightened around him, increasing the pressure as I kept stroking him. I leaned down to lick his balls, savoring them before returning to the head of his cock.

This time, I didn't stop. I took him deep, my head bobbing up and down as I sucked him eagerly. My eyes never left his—watching every reaction, every flicker of pleasure that crossed his face.

As I continued the oral assault, I slid one hand between my own thighs, rubbing myself quickly, feeling my arousal build. My fingers moved faster over my clit, the friction delicious even through the fabric.

A soft moan escaped around his cock, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through him. I could feel him growing even harder in my mouth, right on the edge.

"Come for me," I whispered around his cock, before taking his full length once again. "I want to taste you again."

My movements became more frantic—my hand and mouth working in perfect rhythm. His breathing grew faster as he neared the edge. I increased the pace, determined to make him lose control.

With a strangled moan, I felt his body tense—and then Suhyeon exploded in my mouth. I swallowed quickly, not letting a single drop of his hot cum go to waste, licking and sucking until he was completely spent.

Finally, I pulled back slowly, wiping my lips with the back of my hand. My chest rose and fell rapidly as I tried to catch my breath.

"Well, my little Suhyeon... time for the main course," I said as I climbed on top of him.

I was dripping, warm, and aching. My body slid smoothly over his. I guided him slowly inside me, and when we finally came together, we both let out a deep moan. For a moment, our eyes locked—feeling that complete connection. Then I began to move.

Thrust

Thrust

Thrust

Thrust

With every stroke deeper than the last, I rode him with a steady, sensual rhythm. My hair fell over my face as my hands rested on his chest. My eyes burned with intensity, though my moans remained quiet and controlled.

Between breaths, I demanded,

"Tell me I'm yours."

Without thinking, he answered,

"You're mine…"

He was on the verge of losing it when I smiled and suddenly stopped.

"No. Say it right."

His voice trembled, and I saw him swallow.

"Chaerin, you have me—I'm yours…"

I smiled even more.

I leaned in to kiss him—fierce and passionate.

"Now you know. You're only mine."

We hovered on the edge of bliss as I began to move again—faster, deeper. I had full control, and yet I also had his full surrender. There was no power between us that wasn't shared. Just skin, sweat, moans, and the undeniable truth that something inside us had changed.

"Ahh… yes, yes… just like that… so good!" I cried out, my moans echoing through the room.

"Fuck, Suhyeon…" I panted as my body bounced wildly on top of him. "You're splitting me open…" I hissed through clenched teeth, my voice rough with desire.

The wet sound of our bodies slapping together mixed with my ragged breaths. I leaned into him, licking his neck, leaving trails of saliva across his burning skin.

"Feel how tight I am?" I growled into his ear, unashamed. "This filthy pussy is all yours. Got it?"

His body trembled beneath me, gasping—still bound. I looked down at him with hunger, eyes wide and dark with lust.

"I want you so deep I won't be able to walk tomorrow," I whisper, and with one sharp movement, I bury him deeper inside me, triggering a wave of pure pleasure in us both.

I start riding him harder—wilder. There's no more sensual rhythm, no more slow teasing. I just need to feel him breaking me open from the inside.

"Fuck, Suhyeon!" I scream, slamming down onto his cock over and over again. "Ruin me! Fuck me like a filthy slut!"

My hands claw at his chest, nails digging in as I moan shamelessly, mouth wide open, sweat-soaked hair sticking to my face.

"You like this filthy little pussy, don't you?" I say while sliding my hand down and rubbing my clit without restraint, fingers moving desperately over my soaked flesh.

"I'm so wet, baby… I'm gonna cum!"

My back arches, my whole body tensing. Each thrust drives me closer to madness.

"Suhyeon… I'm cumming… I'm cumming!" I cry out, a raw mix of lust, rage, and complete surrender in my voice.

An explosive orgasm crashes through me—violent, like a wave of fire ripping through my core. My body trembles, squeezing his cock tightly inside me, not letting go, not giving him a break.

I collapse onto him, panting, still shaking, legs spread, trembling, my breasts pressed flat against his sweaty chest.

"No… we're not done," I whisper in a hoarse, filthy voice, completely consumed. "Now I'm going to untie you… and you're going to fuck the life out of me."

"No need to tell me twice. I haven't even finished," Suhyeon said, breathless and turned on.