32 Dates – Date 9

WARNING: Some parts of the story contains explicit contents. Please make sure that you are 19 and above before proceeding.

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Date 9:

“Yeoboseyo?”

“Joong Hoon-oppa? It’s me, Jea.”

“Oh hey there, what’s up?”

“Let’s break up.”

Joon never understood why girls liked shopping so much. Here he was, trying to juggle all of Jea’s shopping bags along with her little peenk purse filled with God-knows-what, while she was just running around with nothing in her hands.

“Yah, why are you so slow?” Jea turned around to crticize him. “If you don’t catch up to me in three seconds, we’re going to the purikura booths over there.”

He shuddered at the thought of being cramped inside a tiny little box with high-pitched girly voices blaring out from the speakers. As hard as he tried, he wasn’t able to catch up to Jea with the countless shopping bags keeping him back. In the end, he had to comply to being dragged into a cheap-looking picture booth.

“Aww, don’t be a stick in the mud,” Jea laughed and shoved him in the box, shopping bags and all. She positioned him next to her and pushed a few buttons on the screen. “Get ready now, it’s going to start taking pictures.”

She turned to see at his pouting face. “Smile!”

“No.” He rolled his eyes and turned his head away from the camera.

“Yah! Listen to me!” Jea shrieked and clobbered him on the head with her fist.

Rubbing his head, he had no choice but to listen to her. Joon managed a lopsided grin. “Happy?”

“Now, was that so hard?” She giggled and wrapped her tiny arms around his body, posing for the picture. As he braced himself for the blinding flash, Joon felt her warm lips press against his face. When he regained consciousness again, he turned around to see Jea smiling shyly at him.

“I couldn’t resist, you were being too cute,” she stuck her tongue out and pressed a few more buttons. “Now you can put it in your wallet and show your girlfriend off to everyone. Let’s take a few more, okay?”

‘Girlfriend…? When did that happen?’ He pondered. ‘Maybe they broke up.’

As they prepared to take the next set of photos, Joon noticed Jea puffing her cheeks up… And how cute she looked, too. When the camera started to take pictures, he turned his head around to kiss her puffed cheeks, turning her smile into a surprised expression.

“Yah! What was that for…” she turned away from him, covering her face with her hair, one of her habits when she was embarrassed. His grin grew wider.

“Now you can put that in your wallet and show your boyfriend off to everyone,” he joked back. Embarrassed, she wriggled out of his grip and started to decorate the pictures on the screen, kicking Joon out of the little box.

After what seemed like forever, Jea finally popped out from behind the curtain and pointed to the parking lot exit.

“You want to go home? I thought you wanted to go to more places.”

“Yeah but,” she looked down and said in a small voice, “I can’t hold your hand when you’re holding all those bags.”

“Do we have to go in?” Joon gaped at the large store before him. He turned to Jea with pleading eyes, only to see a pair of puppy eyes looking back him. After a brief staring contest, Joon couldn’t help but give in.

“I win, I win!” Joon reluctantly followed her into Victoria’s Secret. Or more like, Jea dragged him through the door, ignoring his desparate pleas.

“Now that you’re my boyfriend, you have to come shopping with me to places like this.” She walked around and inspected each section carefully. Catching Joon staring at one of the models on the poster, a sly grin appeared on her face.

“Like what you’re seeing?” She whispered in a suggestive voice. Seeing his face turn red she giggled. “Don’t worry, I’ll show you something even better.”

“W-what are you talking about? I was looking over there,” he muttered and pointed at the food court. “At the food court, sheesh. I haven’t eaten anything today.”

“Then do you want to have dessert first?” Jea winked as she pulled him over to a fitting room stall and closed the door shut. She quickly peeled off outer layers of clothes until only her underwear remained. Reaching for a lacy pink bra and its complimentary thong she quickly slipped it on and turned to face Joon, who was sitting on a chair in the room. “Oppa~ How do I look?”

‘Her voice doesn’t match her actions at all,’ he thought to himself as she climbed on top of him, letting her fingers play with his hair. She bent down and kissed him passionately, parting them with her tongue. Her hands roamed down his chest and under his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it to the side.

He pulled away. “Here?”

“Why not?” She smiled playfully. “I need to thank you for shopping with me today.” She leaned forward to kiss him again as he unzipped his pants and kicked it aside. Her lips moved from his lips to his neck, then down to his shoulder where she sank her teeth, leaving a mark. “You’re mine.”

His lips curved into a smirk and he forcefully made her swap positions and leaned her up against the wall. Recapturing her lips, he let his tongue roam freely inside her mouth, licking the underside of her tongue. He unclasped her bra and let it drop to the floor, revealing her ample breasts, and proceeded to slip her thong off, leaving her panting in excitement and completely naked. Quickly Joon removed his boxers and tossed them on the floor and reclaimed her lips again.

He kissed her neck, sucking on her throat as she moaned in pleasure. He moved down to her breasts, making a trail down to her thighs. He knelt underneath her and spread her legs, licking her gently.

“Ah… don’t,” she whimpered between gasps. “I’m going to go crazy…”

“Who’s winning now?” He stopped and stood back up. Before she could respond he threw her against the mirror, the cold surface making her shiver. He spread her legs with his knees and entered her swiftly. Pinning her wrists to the wall, he captured her in another kiss and pulled out. He thrust back into her and she couldn’t help but scream.

“You don’t other people to know we’re doing something this naughty, do we now?” Continuing to pound her, he reached down and squeezed her breasts while thrusting upwards into her. His pace soon quickened and Jea could no longer think properly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging onto him for dear life as he took care of the rest. Finally he came inside of her, and her body became limp and trembling. Joon gently placed her down on the chair and started putting his clothes back on. Returning to her senses she did the same and picked up the pink lingerie from the ground.

“I guess we’re buying this then?” She barely whispered as she stumbled out of the fitting room. He nodded and snaked his arm around her waist, guiding her to the check out place. As they walked out of the store, Joon noticed that she was falling asleep.

“If you’re going to fall asleep on me, why did you do it in the first place?” Sighing, he crouched down and let her land on his back, piggybacking her all the way back to the parking lot. “The things I do for you… Stupid Jea.”

“Omo! That guy is so nice to his girlfriend! Why can’t you do that for me?”

“You’re the one to talk, that girl is way prettier than you!”

Joon couldn’t help but gush at the comments he heard from the passerbys. His pace quickened as he made a beeline for his car.

‘Crazy girl, you just had to fall asleep…’ he glanced at Jea, sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. ‘She’s so cute.’

A gentle smile instantly appeared his face. He couldn’t stay mad at her for too long.

As he walked to his car, he felt something warm and soft brush against his cheek.

“Oppa~” It was that small, quiet voice again.

“Hmm?”

“Do I have to thank you again for carrying me back?”

“Do you want to?”

“Mhmm~ By the way…”

“Yeah?”

“You forgot your boxers in the fitting room.”

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