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"You know this is just something casual, right?"
As their lips collided, the room seemed to grow warmer. Kwon's kisses grew bolder, trailing down her neck with soft nips that left Soojin breathless. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt as if grounding herself in the moment, though her thoughts were already slipping away, clouded by the intensity between them.
Soojin gently backed away, her steps deliberate yet unsteady as she led Kwon toward her room. His hands never left her hips, his thumbs brushing against her skin in a way that sent shivers up her spine.
Her heart thundered as they crossed the threshold into her room. In the dim light, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them. Soojin turned to face him, her breaths uneven as her fingers hovered at the hem of his shirt.
"Kwon..." she whispered, her voice soft yet charged with anticipation.
His response was immediate. He cupped her face, his thumbs tracing delicate patterns along her cheeks as his eyes searched hers. "I've wanted this for so long," he confessed, his voice raw with emotion.
Instead of replying, Soojin leaned into him, pressing her lips to his with a fervor that matched the pounding of her heart. Their kisses deepened, becoming a language all their own. Kwon's hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as if closing any remaining distance between them.
Soojin's fingers slipped under his shirt, feeling the heat of his skin against her palms. She tugged gently, and Kwon obliged, pulling the fabric over his head and discarding it. Soojin's gaze wandered over him, a blush rising to her cheeks as she took in the sight of him.
"You're beautiful," she murmured, her words trembling yet sincere.
"So are you," he replied, his voice steady and filled with reverence. His hands found the hem of her shirt. "May I?"
She nodded, her breath hitching as he lifted the garment. When it joined his shirt on the floor, Kwon paused, his eyes filled with wonder and something deeper. Then he pulled her close again, their skin brushing as their bodies aligned, igniting a spark that neither wanted to extinguish.
His lips traveled down her neck to her collarbone, lingering there as his breath warmed her skin. Soojin gasped softly, her fingers threading into his hair, anchoring herself to him. Every touch, every kiss felt like a revelation.
They moved together in a rhythm that was both new and familiar, a blend of discovery and unspoken trust. Kwon's hands roamed her back, tracing her curves, while Soojin's fingers mapped the strong lines of his shoulders and chest.
"Jae," she whispered, her voice thick with urgency and need.
He paused, meeting her gaze with eyes darkened by desire but softened by care. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely audible, a mixture of restraint and longing.
