Buy Me Sweets Part 2

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Buy Me Sweets

Pairing: Sulay/Layho (Fem!Joonmyeon)

Genre: Romance, Smut, Fluff

Length: Oneshot

Summary: Joonmyeon is a rich girl with countless stacks of unlimited credit cards and money. She needs to spend her money on a sugar baby.

















Part 1



Joonmyeon walks out of the bathroom, clad in one of the large shirts she has with no pajama bottom.

Yixing is sitting at the edge of her bed, upper body exposed from the lack of shirt, while talking into his phone.

“No, puppy, shut up,” he laughs.

She walks closer to him after dropping her towel onto the chair. He seems to see that she is walking towards him and he smiles, opening an arm and she easily slips onto his lap.

“Puppy, shut up for a second. You haven’t stopped talking. No, no, you can’t make a whining sound, I won’t be defied again, Baekhyun. Talk to you later, bye.”

As soon as he cuts the line, his attention moves to her who is sitting silently while staring at him.

“Did you just... talk to... a puppy?”

Yixing laughs and hauls her closer to him, ignoring her surprised yelp.

“The puppy is my friend. The nickname is something we come up during college so it just sticks on him up until now.”

Joonmyeon hums and absentmindedly runs her fingers over his face. Yixing smiles at her, humming questioningly.

“Nothing.” She mutters.

He chuckles before gripping onto her waist and he kisses her lips softly.

Joonmyeon sighs fondly and hangs her arms on his shoulder, while tilting her head to give him the control of deepening the kiss.

“So sweet.” Yixing mutters against her lips when he leans back for two seconds, before he dips again.

She parts her mouth and easily welcomes his tongue to touch with hers, mewling softly when he licks the roof of her mouth.

Yixing grunts, however, when she unconsciously shifts on his lap.

He leans back and roughly pins her down onto the bed, taking her by surprise.

Joonmyeon breathes heavily while staring up expectantly at him. Yixing is towering over her, a half smirk gracing his mouth.

He says nothing but then he grabs the shirt she is wearing and rips it off from her, leaving her with her metallic blue bra and panty. She doesn’t really wear bra during night sleep but she is sharing her bed with someone else so she just needs to do some manner. Even though it is no use.

Yixing makes a sharp intake of breath before he is trapping her down with his intense stare.

“So fucking pretty.” He murmurs, making Joonmyeon blushes shyly. She has heard people compliment her so many times but she wonders why this one feels so oddly different.

Yixing lowers himself to nose along her neck, taking in her scent before peppering kisses all over the smooth skin.

“So soft.”

Joonmyeon shifts under him, throwing her head back to give him more access. She moans softly when he starts making marks on her throat and then down to her chest.

He darts his tongue out to lick over her cleavage. She mewls.

“Your breasts are pretty.” He comments.

Joonmyeon realizes just how her breasts look like. They are kind of huge and full, supple and firm, just like those you often see on lingerie models. And she is so fucking proud that he sees them.

Yixing makes a sound akin to groaning, before he shoves his face against the upper swell of her right breast.

“Please,” Joonmyeon whispers, finally making a sound. She needs more than this touching.

He gives her a small nod as his hand reaches back to the clasp of her metallic blue bra. The lace drops onto the carpeted floor of her bedroom with a dull sound but no one pay attention to it.

Yixing’s eyes are locked onto her supple boobs, hardening nipples in the color of light brown coming into sight.

“Fucking gorgeous.” He breathes, because he has not seen them clearly the night before from the lack of light.

Joonmyeon pants heavily, squirming under his stare but then she shrieks when his warm mouth encloses over one nipple.

“Aah,” she breathes, gripping onto his shoulder.

Yixing makes a diligent suck on it, sending spasm over her whole body. His hand creeps on her soft tummy, tracing over the lacy band of her underwear before slipping under the fabric.

Joonmyeon gasps when his fingers make contact with her clit and he doesn’t waste a second to toy with it.

“Ah, oh, p-please, Yixing!”

He drags his hand back and she almost whines in annoyance if not for the fact that he is dragging her panty down her ankles.

And she is completely bare.

He looks at her as if she was an angel lying naked under his mercy.
“So fucking beautiful.” He says in disbelief.

Joonmyeon curls onto herself, feeling shy to be stared at and to be complimented that many.

Yixing pulls his boxers down and he parts her legs wide to settle comfortably in between them.

She tries to glance at him.

“Myeonnie, such a sweet girl you are.”

Joonmyeon arches her back off of the bed as the husky voice whispers into her ear.

She feels gentle hands tracing every inch of her bare skin and she can’t help but to moan when she can clearly feel just how hard she makes the guy. His erection is resting perfectly on top of her thigh and holy mama, he is huge.

“You want me to take care of you?”

She nods her head obediently and gasps when his lips trail along her skin.

This is going to be a very pleasurable night. She still can’t believe that she gets this hot human being in her bed, who is now dragging his tongue down in between her breasts, continuously moving south to give a teasing nip on her hip bone, before sniffing her wet folds deeply.

“Ah...” She mewls in embarrassment and shifts around when he is eating her out again.

It feels different though this time because she knows that he is going to fuck her after this.

So, she moves her hips down on his tongue, trying to quickly build up the excitement and soon, Yixing leans back and licks his wet lips.

“Do you have a condom, baby?”

She nods, shaky finger pointing to the bedside drawer and he moves almost immediately. The rustling sound of the package being ripped open is making her losing her mind. She is going to have a cock in her in less than a minute.

Yixing rolls the condom down onto his shaft and Joonmyeon dares herself to take a peek.

Fuck. He is so fucking huge!

The mushroom head is wide and the shaft is vein-y. She feels herself becoming wetter at the sight.

He holds onto her slick folds with his thumb and slowly he guides himself to her. Joonmyeon grips onto the sheet in anticipation, gasping immediately when the cock head passes into her.

“Fuck.” Yixing hisses lowly, his hand gripping onto her thigh.

The push is tight and very warm and Joonmyeon is slowly losing her mind. Yixing’s cock is the biggest she has ever had inside her vagina. This is amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants when he is finally balls deep inside of her.

He lets a breathy chuckle at her reaction.

“Can I move, baby?”

“Fuck, please.” She begs shamelessly.

Yixing smiles amusedly at her before pulling back slightly, only to push it in again. Joonmyeon screams in delight because he is so fucking amazing in bed. His cock is grazing her g-spot already.

“Fuck me, more, more!” She demands and Yixing is more than glad to fulfill her wish.

With both hands gripping tightly onto her hips, he picks up the pace and begins to thrust in and out, sending her completely to the cloud nine.

“Ah, aah, ah, yesss!”

Her thighs are tensed yet she forces them to part wider.

Yixing grunts at her tightness, eyes locked onto her jiggling breasts due to the fast motions of thrusting.

He bends down to capture her mouth into a kiss, swallowing down her high-pitched moans and turning the kiss into a messy one complete with saliva and tongues.

“Ooohhh, oh, Xing!!” She throws her head back, pulling back from the kiss as she feels her head is spinning dizzily from the over pleasure.

Yixing grabs her breasts with his palms and squeezes them roughly, much to her delight.

“More, aaah, give me mooorreee!!”

Such a screamer she is, Joonmyeon feels so embarrassed by her own act but you can’t blame her. She is having the biggest penis inside of her, thrusting so fast that she starts to forget her own name.

“Baby,” Yixing mutters as he reaches his fingers down to rub her clit.

Joonmyeon comes in the strongest orgasm ever and she slumps completely still as his thrusts start to turn erratic before he is coming into the condom.

He glances down at her and chuckles when he sees that she has fallen into a deep sleep, still with the softening dick inside of her.

Pulling out of her, he pecks her cheek before switching the light off.



Joonmyeon wakes up with a sore but satisfied body.

The spot beside her is empty and cold and she wonders where the hell her hot stuff goes.

She yawns widely and stretches, only to realize that she is stark naked. With blushing cheeks, she grabs her abandoned bra and panty and puts them on.

There is a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen and Joonmyeon bites down her lip to hold back a smile, because she is staring at the very naked broad back of Yixing. It’s a pity that he is wearing his boxers because she will like to see the state of his un-aroused cock.

Her bare feet pad over the wooden tiles before she comes up to him and hugs him from behind.

“Oh. Baby, you are awake.” His tone is smiling and he gently pats her arms around him.

She nods into her broad back and purrs in delight when the smell of scrambled eggs enters her nose.

“You must be hungry. Go sit, baby girl.”

Joonmyeon tiptoes in effort to peck his cheek before she runs to the table.

Yixing places down a plate of scrambled eggs and sausages with tomato sauce poured over them. He then glances at her and smirks.

“I like this better.” He says, shamelessly staring at her bare skin only covered in bra and panty.

Joonmyeon giggles before sitting down and grabs a spoon to dig in. A glass of orange juice is placed in front of her and she gives him a thankful smile.

Yixing eats from the same plate as her and he steals kisses from time to time. All Joonmyeon does is to giggle and pucker her lips for a more proper kiss.

Empty plate and two used spoons are soon being joined by the empty glass as soon as the juice is chugged down by Joonmyeon.

She then offers to bring it to the sink and to wash her hands from the spilled sauce and juice. Yixing follows behind her closely and waits.

As soon as she is drying her fingers, she is being spun around and a very hot guy is invading her personal space.

“Hey, baby.” He greets teasingly.

Joonmyeon chews on her bottom lip, “Hi.”

Yixing pries the abused lip from the pressure of her teeth, only to abuse it himself. She moans right away into his mouth when he licks her mouth and he still can taste the sweet orange juice.

His hands grab her breasts through her bra and Joonmyeon mewls, hands flying up to squeeze his biceps.

Yixing drags his mouth down from her lips, lower to her neck to suck a very big and prominent mark on the skin, before he drops down on his knees and looks up at her teasingly.

Joonmyeon breathes through her mouth and she yelps when he drags her panty down to her knees. She lets out a soft wail and she grips onto the metal counter she is currently leaning onto as he nears her crotch and sniffs her.

“Sweet.”

He bites her thigh playfully before without hesitation begins to lick over the wetting folds.

“Oh, Yixing, nggh...”

He grabs onto her ass cheeks and squeezes them, making Joonmyeon mewls and gasps for being eaten out in such early morning. She juts her hips lower to give him more.

Yixing sucks on her clit, eliciting a loud moan from her and he sends vibration to her by humming. Joonmyeon trembles in pleasure, eyes teary because she feels her orgasm is nearing.

“C-Close,” she whines to alert him.

He pats her butt to let her knows that it is okay to come and Joonmyeon lets herself loose; eyes closed and mouth parting in a breathy moan as she comes spilling her juice on his tongue.

She is panting, feeling weak on her knees and clutching onto the metal counter for dear life. Yixing stands up, tongue peeking out to lap the remaining juice all over his lips before he grabs her forcefully by her waist.

Joonmyeon’s hands fly up to hold onto his biceps and he maneuvers them to sit on one of the dining chairs, with her straddling on his lap.

Yixing pulls her panty down and it hangs on her left ankle, completely being ignored. Joonmyeon looks down and sees him dragging his boxers down and she gladly helps him. His cock springs out almost immediately, hard, stiff, and needy.

“Fuck. Condom.” He hisses in annoyance.

“It’s okay. I have pills.” She mutters before kissing him.

Yixing clutches onto her hips and helps her lifts up, her hands guiding his dick into her. A moan leaves her mouth as his cock pushes past her velvety walls.

“Oh, Myeon,” Yixing grunts and buries his face into her neck.

Joonmyeon gasps for air, excited that she has his cock bare in her, without any layer separating them. The feeling is amazing and she can clearly feel him twitches inside of her.

“Ah, ah, ah, g-give me-”She stutters as she lifts herself up, the cock slipping slowly out from her before she slams back down again.

The both of them moan in unison and it doesn’t take too long before Joonmyeon is bouncing on his penis, moaning like a bitch in heat.

“Y-Yixing- ooooh! Oh!!”

The said male unclasps the bra which is still magically tied around her tits and as soon as the plump breasts come into his sight, all bouncing and jiggling from the way she rides his dick, he groans in delight.

Joonmyeon ignores her bra hanging on the crook of her elbows and keeps going, in order to reach their desired climax.

“Mmphh,” she gasps when Yixing kisses her roughly, tongues tied together in an intimate dance.

It’s a new hobby for Joonmyeon because kissing Yixing feels like the most interesting act she can do. Yixing has a pair of lips that can do wonders to her.

Her breast is grabbed by a palm, squeezing and thumbing over the hard nipple. Another hand of Yixing is slapping her ass cheek repeatedly; making Joonmyeon unconsciously juts her ass out to his hand and secretly liking it.

“Baby, you are so good,” Yixing mutters into her mouth, as he thrusts his hips up.

Joonmyeon throws her head back away from the kiss, a hoarse moan spilling out as she rides the guy’s penis as if her life was depended on it.

“Yixing, nnnhh, yes, yes,”

She clutches onto his shoulders and she mewls when he grazes his teeth over her nipple. He breathes heavily over the mound before sucking on the flesh.

Joonmyeon cries out as she comes almost immediately right after he encloses his mouth over her bouncing boob.

Her juice spills down onto his crotch and thighs and Yixing groans at the tightness wrapping around his cock.

“Can I come, baby?” He asks with strained voice.

Joonmyeon nods, pecking his lips while grinding down on him.

“Come, come, just come,” she mutters.

Yixing grips onto her waist tightly as he spurts his cum out into her, liking the way the girl whimpers lowly when he fills her inside.

They breathe heavily, shaky pants escaping their mouth.

Joonmyeon chews on her bottom lip when she finds that Yixing is staring at her fondly, an amused smile playing on his mouth.

“Good morning, baby.” He greets her, pecking her cheek afterwards.

She giggles softly before snuggling into his shoulder.

“Morning to you, too, Yixing.”

He laughs and hikes her up, rising from the chair. Joonmyeon giggles when he tries to grab her fallen panty and bra with his toes.



It doesn’t seem like it but when Joonmyeon glances at the calendar, it has been two months since she starts hanging around with Yixing.

Their time together is so precious and entertaining. Joonmyeon often finds herself staring while the guy is talking and she always ends up with a kiss on her cheek for being so distracted.

When she is all alone, she also always stares into space and replaying the way Yixing’s laughter echoes in her head or the way Yixing’s hands trail burning touches all over her body.

They have gone to countless dates, making Joonmyeon feeling like she is the cloud nine and it really does feel like he is her boyfriend, when in fact, he is not.

It’s inevitable; but she is falling for him, way too fast and out of her control.

They may have lots of sex here and there, but the subtle moves from Yixing are giving her the code that he likes her, too.

He loves peppering kisses on her face, not stopping until she breaks out into loud giggles. He often holds her hands tightly, playing with her lithe fingers and telling her to take care of her nails.

He loves cooking for her, sometimes even bringing the breakfast to the bed and waking her up with gentle kisses and playful tickles. He makes sure that she is well fed, well bathed, well taken care.

She wonders whether she needs to tell him that she likes her. I mean, she is literally his... what do you call her again, sugar mommy? Ew, it’s disgusting.

But even though their relationship is based on it, Yixing has never once asked her to buy him this or that. She is always the one paying first because she is stinky rich. She needs to spend some percent of her fortune.



“Baby, you ignore me again.” Yixing sighs into the phone.

Joonmyeon giggles because she is currently choosing for an outfit.

“I’m sorry, what do you say again?”

“I say that I have to attend a party tonight. I hope you can come with me.”

She blinks, walking away from her walk-in closet and jumps onto her bed to grab her phone.

“What party?”

“Just some party I need to attend or my dad will have my head.”

“Okay. What should I wear? Something formal?”

“How about I help you find something? There is this shop my mom loves visiting.”

“Alright.” She giggles into the phone.

Yixing chuckles, “I will be there in ten minutes. See you, baby.”

“See you.” Baby. She wants to add it but it feels awkward.



With fingers intertwined together, Yixing leads her to one of the dresses shops and sure, this shop looks very nice.

“What kind of dress do you think I should wear?” Joonmyeon asks as she touches a few that catch her attention.

“I have gotten my suit ready because my dad is nagging and my mom is too willing to order me one. Let’s find something for you to match along with mine.”

Yixing pulls her towards a few dresses and Joonmyeon slips into the fitting room.

“Um, no. Too long.”

“Turn around, baby. Ah, not this one.”

“Too open. I’m not sharing you.”

Yixing turns out to be a quite nagging person in the term of choosing an outfit. Joonmyeon pouts as she puts on the fifth dress and helps her God because she is this close in ripping the fabric.

“How about this one?” She questions.

Yixing says nothing for a moment and it takes her surprised when he stands up and comes closer to her.

“Perfect. We will take this one.”

His smile looks as if he owned the world and it’s nice to stare at it.



The clock shows that it is nearing six and Joonmyeon puts on the newly bought dress. The satin dress is colored in wine and is shaped in a sultry v-neck. It has double spaghetti straps that fall over her open back as she puts it on. She looks feminine yet at the same time seductive with the side slit that shows her thigh and dayum, Joonmyeon feels so glamorous and sexy.

The person at the reflection in the mirror is her but she feels very different. The dress really makes her like the glamorous little girl who will attend her very first important gala.

She curls her locks into big loose and places them neatly on top of her left shoulder. It’s lucky that she happens to own a hand bag that has the same color as her dress.

Yixing will be very pleased to see this.

As if on cue, there’s a ringing of bell and Joonmyeon checks her last appearance on the mirror before rushing to the door.

“Baby, what takes you so-”

Yixing stops nagging and runs his eyes up and down her body.

Joonmyeon feels so self conscious under his gaze and she does the inspection as well.

Yixing is wearing a shade darker of wine suit but they complement each other so perfectly. His hair is swiped back and it shows his forehead cleanly. The black inner dress shirt of his suit is peaking out so perfectly and a few top buttons are opened, making Joonmyeon can peek at the skin.

“Wow. You are so beautiful, Myeon.” His voice comes out in a whisper and he is smiling so brightly.

Joonmyeon chuckles shyly to cover her nervousness and Yixing steps forward to her, closing the distance. His arm slips to hold her slim waist and he kisses her lips softly.

“So beautiful, my baby girl.”

“You are not so bad yourself.” She whispers back. Yixing sends her a questioning look.

“Not so bad?”

Joonmyeon fakes a glare, “Fine. So damn handsome.” She slaps his chest.

Yixing laughs softly and closes the door of her flat, before he escorts her towards the elevator.

“What kind of party is this actually?” Joonmyeon asks as they settle in the elevator, waiting it for going down.

He sends her a side look, his arm gently holding on her waist.

“A family party.”

She hums. “You are not going to tell me the detail, aren’t you?”

“Nope.” He grins then he pecks her cheek.

Joonmyeon stares at the car as Yixing holds the door open for her.

“This is your car?” She questions in disbelief, because hell, this is a car she wants ever since the start of the year but it’s really, really expensive and there is no way her dad will let her buy it when she has so many she doesn’t really use.

“Uh... no. I, uh, borrow it from my friend. Get in, princess.”

She enters the car and falls into an awe as she stares at the interior design of the vehicle. Yixing jogs to the driver seat and he starts to drive them away from her place.

“Hey, baby?” He calls.

“Yeah?”

“What do you think of white lie?”

She glances at him, “Why so suddenly?”

He shrugs, “Just curious. So?”

“Well, as long as it’s something that is done in order to avoid hurting people or even to stop something harming, then I think it’s fine.”

Yixing hums, nodding slowly. “I see.”

“Where does this come fro-”

“Oh, we have arrived.”

Joonmyeon glances at the place and finds that they have arrived at the best luxurious hotel and uh, she has ever stepped her feet in here for like twice.

“What kind of family party to be at this extravagant,” she mutters lowly while unbuckling the seat belt.

Yixing waits for her to escort her down. They are in the underground parking lot and they go to the elevator after Yixing gives the keys to the valet.

“Excited?” He asks her gently.

“Kinda. I’m curious, actually.” She responses.

The number they are going to is at the fifteenth and right before the metal doors of the elevator open, he turns to her to kiss her mouth gently.

“Do you mind to enjoy yourself for a moment, baby? My dad wants to see me for a while.”

She shudders at the thought of standing alone in the middle of the party with strangers but well, no one knows her so it will be fine.

“Alright.” Joonmyeon whispers and they walk into the hall.

Classical music resounds in the hall as well as the tinkling sounds of champagne glasses hitting one another. The low buzzing of people chatting is also filling the whole hall.

“I will get you soon.” He leads her towards one corner, “Stay here, okay?”

She nods and he smiles slightly at her before he disappears in between the crowd.

Joonmyeon can recognize some people she often sees having meetings with her dad and some even are the heirs of big companies.

What kind of family party is this?



“Joonmyeon?”

She spins around and finds Minho is moving towards her, a surprised look on his face.

“Hey.”

“You don’t come with your dad?”

“Wait. My dad is here?” She asks with wide eyes.

“Yeah. Has been for a while actually. You don’t know? Why are you staying alone here?” Minho questions.

“I am waiting for my company to get back here. He is talking to his dad.” She tells.

Minho stares at her questioningly, “Who is your company?”

“Someone by the name of Yi-”



The crowd goes silent when the stage at the far end of the hall is occupied by an old man holding a microphone.

“Just as I have told you all before, no party will be perfect without its main actor.”The old man says, smiling.

“Who is that?”Joonmyeon asks, nudging Minho on his arm.

“That is Mr. Zhang, the host of the party. And the founder of Zhang Co.”

“Zhang Co.?” She almost shrieks in surprise.

What the fuck? How can Yixing get an access in joining the party hosted by Mr. Zhang, the founder of Zhang Co. which is the most influential company in the industrial world?

“...and for the announcement, I would like to invite Mr. Kim of Kim Industrial Company to join me here.”

Joonmyeon watches her dad goes up the stage and being all smiles with the influential old man. She gets a questioning and curious stare from Minho but she can only shake her head because she does not know anything!

“With Mr. Kim joining me here, I will announce that Zhang Co. will likely do a stock split by the start of next month. And the next announcement is that Zhang Co. will be merging with Kim Industrial Company for a better future.”

“Fuck. You are going to get richer, Joonmyeon.” Minho teases her with a laugh.

Well, shit, no. She is the legitimate heir so this will be her job next. Shit.

“And for the main announcement,” Mr. Zhang says, making the crowd goes silent again after clapping.

“With this opportunity, I am going to appoint the next chairman to replace me. Please welcome my son, Zhang Yixing.”



Joonmyeon watches her date goes up the stage and does a handshake with her father, before taking the microphone.

Fuck.

What is going on here?

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Zhang Yixing and just as what you have heard, I will replace my father as the new appointed chairman.”

Clapping hands are heard echoing in the whole hall.

“This is such a good opportunity for us to gather here and the first work for me that I have to do well on. Also, it is such a great honor for our company to merger with Kim Industrial Company,” he nods his head gratefully towards Mr. Kim who nods back with a proud smile.

“I hope I can learn so much from my father and Mr. Kim.”

Another round of clapping.

Joonmyeon prays to God that she is not pale by now.

“The last but not the least,” the young Zhang continues, “I would like to invite my company, my official date for the night. An amazing and beautiful girl who I miss for the span of twenty minutes ever since I have arrived here.”

Fuck, he is not going to-

“The daughter of Mr. Kim, the legitimate heir of Kim Industrial Company, my dear, Kim Joonmyeon, please join us here on the stage.”

Minho gasps and his wide eyes widen more.

Joonmyeon gulps audibly.

A staff escorts her politely towards the stage. She can see her father and Mr. Zhang are smiling proudly at her as she walks to the stage.

She is sending a confused stare at Yixing but the guy can only reply her with an apologetic stare of his.

He takes her hand and kisses her knuckles gently. She swears she hears some cooing from the guests.

“With this, I hope for the better future for our companies and thank you so much for your support. Enjoy the rest of the party.” Mr. Zhang says.

Joonmyeon glares at her date.



Yixing is giving her a pleading look as he clutches onto her hand. They are sitting on the chair of the private dining table as the guests are enjoying the dinner dishes.

Joonmyeon stays silent.

“Baby? Talk to me?” He starts softly.

She glares.

“What is this? Why don’t you tell me?”

Yixing sighs and scoots closer to her.

“Okay, first, I am so sorry that I don’t tell you the truth, but it’s hard to tell people about my identity. I find out you are who you are when I see your picture with your dad. Secondly, I have been avoiding to be appointed as the chairman for like forever but time is moving and I need to do this for my father and family. Thousands of people depend on me. Third, this merger thing has been planned for so long and my father sees that it is only right to announce it at the same day of me being appointed.”

Joonmyeon stares at him and she can see honesty, there is no lie. Well, he is not lying about anything actually, because he says nothing about who he is and she knows she has never questioned about it to him even once.

“Alright.” She sighs.

“Alright?” Yixing repeats to confirm.

“Alright.”

He lifts her hands up and kisses every single finger of hers. Joonmyeon breaks into a soft laugh and he pulls her close into his arms.

“Lastly, baby,” he whispers into her ear.

“Hmm?”

“Do you want to be my girlfriend? Because I really like you and I really want to call you as mine.”

Joonmyeon gasps as she leans far enough to stare in surprise at him. Yixing doesn’t let her too far though because he keeps a steady grip on her waist.

“Are you serious? You like me?”

“Yeah, I like you and I know this might be too fast but I’m starting to fall in love with you on each day we spend together. I just think that you might feel the same, unless I’m just being delusional for all this time.” He shrugs.

Joonmyeon gapes.

And then she throws herself back into his embrace.

“I love you.” She whispers, pecking his lips.

Yixing sends her a look, “Already? Wow, we might as well get married just as what your father tell last week.”

“Get married? What-”

She is cut by the appearance of Mr. Zhang, followed by her own father. The two old men look happy to watch their children being cozy all together.

“The more I see you two, the more I feel like you should get married.” Mr. Zhang starts with a laugh.

“You don’t tell me you are seeing Yixing.” Mr. Kim says and Joonmyeon cringes. Well, she has just literally been Yixing’s girlfriend in no less than five minutes.

“Dad, Mr. Kim,” Yixing greets politely.

“Stay still, Yixing. Let me see my soon-to-be daughter-in-law clearer.”

Joonmyeon feels her cheeks redden at the remark and she unconsciously hides into Yixing’s shoulder.

Mr. Kim laughs at his daughter’s reaction.

“My, my. Such match made in heaven you two are.”

They chat for a quite some time, with the old men teasing them about marriage plan and the number of kids they plan to have, before finally the two youngsters are left alone.

“Remind me to never stay alone with your father. He won’t stop asking for a grandchild.” Joonmyeon shudders.

Yixing laughs at her face, “You hate it that much to the thought of bearing my child?”

She slaps his arm, “Don’t put words in my mouth. I do not say that.”

“Alright, alright, girlfriend. I will just shut up.” He says before kissing her softly.



As the party has finally ended, Joonmyeon slumps into the seat of the car as Yixing drives them back.

“I don’t ever want to attend social gatherings or company parties anymore.”

Yixing chuckles, “That can’t do because you are coming with me to every single invitation from now on.”

“Urgh.”

The soft sound of the engine dies as it settles on the parking lot. They ride the elevator up and stumble into her flat with laughter.

“So that car is yours?”

“Yeah, it is mine.”

“Sexy ride.” She mutters while taking off the heels. Wow, that feels great.

“I prefer to have you to ride me, baby.” Yixing comes up to make tentative touches along her waist.

Joonmyeon giggles and pads into her room.

“Hey, help me with the zipper?” She asks.

He comes right away, now free from the suit blazer. His fingers touch her bare back before gently grab the zipper.

It gets dragged down and slowly, Joonmyeon shrugs the straps off her shoulder, resulting on the dress to pool around her ankles.

Cold air hits her bare breasts as the bra cup of the dress leaves her body.

“A thong, huh?” He pokes her ass cheek and starts peppering kisses down her shoulder.

Joonmyeon giggles but gasps right away when his hands creep down under her arms to fondle with her breasts.

“You look so sexy in that dress, baby. I can’t help but feel jealous when some men are ogling at you.”

She drops his hands down and turns around to face him.

“Now, now, I’m yours so why would you be jealous?”

“I don’t have a proof to show that you are mine.”

Joonmyeon pretends to think before she snaps her fingers.

“Why don’t you get naked first? I will wait for you in the shower.”

She then giggles before running to the bathroom, stripping of her panty and leaving it at randomly.

The warm water is running as she turns the tap. It slides down her body, washing away her fatigue.

Arms wrapped around her waist as strong chest pressed against her back.

“You should have waited for me.” Yixing mutters against her ear, nibbling on it afterwards.

Joonmyeon giggles teasingly.



“Ah... ah, more,”

Joonmyeon feels her breath is stuck in her throat as she tries to claw at the glass wall of the shower but to no avail it doesn’t work.

Yixing is grunting against her ear, hammering up into her from behind while fingering her clit. The warm water is still showering over them, making the glass fogs.

“Do you want to come, baby?” He asks through his panting.

Joonmyeon nods her head, “Y-Yes please.”

Yixing sucks a mark on her neck and then he grips onto her hips to bounce her up and down on his cock. She wails in delight before coming straightaway.

As he follows her by coming into her, they wash quickly to shuffle back into the bedroom.



Different with the quick sex in the shower, they go gentle and slow this time.

Joonmyeon grabs onto the pillow as Yixing delivers tender thrusts into her, wrecking her in another way.

“Ah, so good...” She mewls, moving her hips in his rhythm.

He chants her name on each thrust, hands rubbing her breasts and doing circular motions with her nipples.

It’s very different from the other quick rounds they have.

“Myeon- fuck,” he shudders when she unconsciously tightens around his penis.

“Yes, yes,” she whispers into the air, rocking slowly with him.

“Love, I’m close,” Yixing mutters while his hips’ movements are stuttering as the sign of his climax nearing.

Joonmyeon feels her heart swells at the nickname and she smiles.

“Just come, baby.” She thumbs his cheek.

Yixing turns his head slightly to kiss her palm.

He pushes a few more deep thrusts before his penis spurts strong semen into her. She moans softly at the feeling and comes as well, spilling her juice out.



It’s calm as they try to regain their breathing back.

“You okay, baby?” Yixing asks hoarsely, pecking her cheek.

Joonmyeon smiles, nodding.

“It’s really good. I should really down a few more pills if we were going to do it without any more condoms.” She jokes.

He bites her nose playfully, “How about you stop taking those pills so that we can have little Joonmyeon running around, huh?”

She laughs softly and he joins her right after he pulls out of her.

“Oh gosh, I love you, baby.” He whispers so suddenly, pecking her swollen lips before pulling her into his chest.

Joonmyeon stills and then she smiles into his skin, clutching onto him tightly.

“...love you, too.” Her voice is muffled against his chest.



As the morning comes and Joonmyeon opens her eyes, she is immediately greeted with the sight of her boyfriend sleeping, which she thinks should be named as perfection.

Cute, adorable, handsome, charming boyfriend.

A kiss is what she needs to have a very nice day but Yixing seems to have a different plan as he deepens the impromptu kiss she starts.

When Joonmyeon leans back, all breathless and wide awake, she sees Yixing smiling so brightly at her.

“Good morning, baby. Sleep well?”



Yep. It’s perfection.









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A/N: First Sulay/Layho. Hope you enjoy the porn story. Thanks for reading! ^^