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The silence that followed was thick with the remnants of their shared pleasure. Seulgi’s wrists tingled, the faint ache of the handcuffs a stark reminder of how completely she had given herself over to Jay. Her breath still came in uneven gasps as she blinked up at the ceiling, her body spent, yet still thrumming with satisfaction.
Jay exhaled deeply, her fingers tracing light patterns along Seulgi’s side. She reached up, carefully unlocking the cuffs, massaging Seulgi’s reddened wrists with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the way she had dominated her moments before.
“You okay?” Jay’s voice was softer now, concern lacing the edges of her words.
Seulgi let out a breathy chuckle, turning her head to meet Jay’s gaze. “More than okay,” she murmured. “That was… incredible.”
Jay smirked, brushing damp strands of hair away from Seulgi’s face. “You really like being pushed to your limit, huh?”
A blush crept up Seulgi’s already flushed cheeks, but she didn’t look away. “I trust you,” she admitted. “I knew you wouldn’t actually hurt me. I wanted to feel—everything.”
Jay’s expression softened, her thumb stroking over Seulgi’s cheek. “You were amazing,” she whispered, pressing a lingering kiss against her forehead. “But you should’ve told me sooner how much you wanted this.”
Seulgi sighed, shifting to snuggle into Jay’s embrace. “I wasn’t sure if you’d be into it,” she admitted. “But I’ve wanted this for a while. To let go completely. To have you take control.”
Jay hummed, holding her close. “Then let’s make it a regular thing,” she teased, though her tone carried a genuine promise. “I like seeing you like this. Vulnerable. Beautiful.”
Seulgi smiled, pressing a soft kiss against Jay’s collarbone. “Thank you,” she whispered. “For playing along with me. For making me feel safe while pushing me further than ever before.” Her fingers traced Jay’s jawline, her eyes filled with something deeper than just satisfaction. “I loved every second of it.”
Jay grinned, shifting to hover over Seulgi. “Then let’s see if you can handle another round.”
This time, there was no rush, no hunger driven by raw need. Instead, Jay’s lips moved against Seulgi’s with slow, deliberate tenderness, her hands tracing every inch of her skin as if rediscovering her. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, the urgency of before replaced by something deeper, something unshakable.
Seulgi shivered as Jay’s fingers ghosted over her sensitive skin, teasing, exploring, drawing out soft, breathless gasps. Every touch, every kiss was an unspoken promise, a silent declaration of everything they felt. Their passion burned just as intensely, but it was no longer about control or surrender—it was about something more profound, something raw and real.
Seulgi’s hands roamed Jay’s body with reverence, memorizing every curve, every shiver, every whispered sigh. Their bodies fit together perfectly, their movements unhurried, savoring each sensation as if they had all the time in the world.
Jay buried her face in the crook of Seulgi’s neck, her breath hot against her skin. “You feel so good,” she murmured, her voice filled with something almost reverent. “So perfect.”
Seulgi arched into her, hands gripping Jay’s back as waves of pleasure crashed over her. The intensity of it made her eyes sting with unshed tears, overwhelmed by the depth of her emotions. Jay moved with her, matching every breath, every gasp, until they were both trembling in each other’s arms, completely lost in each other.
As their bodies stilled, Jay cupped Seulgi’s face, her dark eyes searching hers with an openness that made Seulgi’s heart clench.
“I love you,” Jay whispered, pressing a tender kiss to her lips, sealing the words with something more powerful than breath.
Seulgi smiled against her mouth, feeling warmth bloom in her chest. “I love you, too,” she whispered back, pulling Jay impossibly closer.
The night stretched on, not just in passion, but in the quiet intimacy of two souls completely surrendered to each other. Fingers traced lazy circles on warm skin, soft whispers filled the space between kisses, and for the first time in a long while, Seulgi felt truly safe. Truly loved.