The guilty pleasure | The ultimatum | The decision
Genre: ANGST, smut, forbidden love
Warnings: fingering, breast appreciation
Previously: What do I choose? Love or Money?
My mind was lost in a world of pros and cons. A few moments passed and I gave up. My whole body slumped onto the bed and I sighed in frustration. How is it possible that loving someone for who they are can derail the life you’ve been leading since birth
“Why do you have to be so perfect?” I asked Chanyeol. “You don’t deserve some spoiled princess turned disaster like me. You should be with someone worth your time that gives you what you really need.” My tears built up in my eyes and my throat started to tense up.
“You’re right.” He said. “I usually go for the kind of girl who lives on the edge and takes risks. Girls who love music and fight for what they want. Literally and figuratively.”
I broke into a smile, but he sat up on the bed and continued. “But I’ve already found the ultimate risk-taker. A girl who loves music so much that she snuck out to see my band play. Of all people, she chose me.” He looked down at me wiping my tears and smiled. “You have something amazing inside of you that I can’t quite put my finger on, which makes me want you even more. Whether you stay here or come with me, I’ll still love you, Y/n.”
I sat up with him and kissed his warm, pink lips. For the first time ever, I had to decide for myself. My eyes lit up as the thought popped into my head. “Myself. I whispered."I want to go with you.” I cupped his cheeks and straddled his hips. “I’ll run away with you.”
“Are you sure?” He asked. “If you need to sleep on it, I can stay at my place.”
“No.” I coiled myself around him and he laughed at my sudden hyperactive clinginess. “I can’t sleep well without you anyway. It’d be pointless. I want you.”
He kissed my temple, but I turned my head to kiss his lips instead. I could feel him getting harder between my legs and I got wetter by the second. Grinding down on him, I moaned against his lip.
I lifted his hands to my breasts and begged him to touch me. He squeezed my breasts, making me throw my head back with a slow moan. He pulled off my top to get a better look at my heaving chest and smirked.
“Take off your bra.”
“Why?” I asked innocently.
“I’ll show you better than I’ll tell you.”
I quickly gave in and threw it across the room. He shuddered with a weak breath that tickled the tender skin of my breasts, forcing my sensitive nipples to harden and my core to dampen. He opened his mouth, letting his soft tongue lick the delicate bud before taking it into his mouth with a gentle suck. His teeth lightly scrapped it while he let go and move onto the other, equally hardened nipple.
My whimpers and moans got louder when he had me fall back onto my bed and his fingers found their way inside my jeans. I opened my legs a bit more which chanyeol took as an invitation to thrust his fingers into my tight heat without warning. His thumb worked my swollen clit, moving in circular motions while his luscious lips sucked on my nipples, leaving my mouth free to call out his name.
“Chanyeol!”
He pulled away, getting up on his knees and unbuttoned my pants to pull them down my legs. He did the same to his own jeans and handed me the common to put it on for him. I looked him dead in the eye while rolling the latex down his rock-hard shaft.
In two seconds, Chanyeol nearly ripped his top off of himself, popping a few buttons on the way down, moved my panties to the side, pushed me further onto the bed, ready to be taken. With one slow thrust, he entered my throbbing center as his lips met mine once more. I held him close, feeling every inch of his hot skin, his strong muscles flexing above me, his steady breaths on the side of my nose.
I grinded our hips together while his plump lips fit perfectly on mine like a puzzle piece. His steady breaths turned to a sharp exhale with each rough thrust until we both reached our climax, moaning and groaning in pure bliss.
I was completely relaxed in the afterglow, Chanyeol tossed the condom in the trash and returned to the bed. He turned me over to hold me from behind, bringing my focus to the tattoo on his forearm. I traced the circles and lines with my finger, causing his skin to form little goosebumps because of his ticklishness.
“You won’t regret this, baby. You and I won’t have anything holding us back.” He rested his head in the crook of my neck, making himself more comfortable. “We’ll be just like this every night.” I shivered when his lips made contact with my sweet spot. “No more stresses. I promise.”
For the first time in a while, I felt so at ease. We slept peacefully through the night and woke up refreshed and ready to start our day of packing. I made certain to bring my songbook so we could finish some songs and create new ones on the road.
Chanyeol left to get his things from his place around noon, kissing me goodbye before he went on his way. I called a local storage unit and arranged to pack away the rest of my belongings there until I got back. Everything was settled except one thing. Saying goodbye.
I was fully prepared to just leave without a word, but I owed my brother an explanation and I know he’d be the one who would support me in all this. I sent him a message, telling him to come over since we had to ‘talk. Within the hour, he arrived and had a look of worry on his face.
“What’s happening? Why are you all packed up?” He asked me.
“I’m leaving. Chanyeol has a tour coming up and I’m going with him.”
“You’re what?!” So much for my supportive brother. “Do you realize what you’re doing here?”
“Yes. I was given an option and I’ve made my decision. Mom and dad have controlled my life for the last time. I need a break.” I said.
“Mom and dad have given you a lifeline to continue your education and live in a very nice apartment in a good neighborhood while you do so. Tours end Y/n. You really need to think about this long-term option. You’re going to come back and then what? Take out loans until you’re up to your eyeballs in debt and live on the street?” Everything he said had me feeling so conflicted. But I can’t let him see me crack under pressure. “If you really love him. You need to let him go and if he loves you back, then he’ll return and we can all figure this out and get mom and dad on board the right way. At this point, you need to stay in their good graces and follow their rules.”
Just when I heard that horrible word I cringed. ‘Rules’. Mom and dad’s rules. I shook my head and stood my ground. “That’s just it. I’m not going to follow behind them anymore. I know tours end, but I’m going to be gone for a while. I’ll finally have time to think and I’m not some uneducated girl who is hopeless.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“I know, but our parents aren’t the only ones who can help me. I’m also on academic scholarships and think about it. I’ve been with Chanyeol for months and my grades haven’t slipped once. I know he loves me back because he told me. He didn’t pressure me to go with him. He offered like a decent person and made sure my mind was made up.” I explained. “I’m going with him.”
My brother took in what I said with sincerity and nodded. “Fair enough.” He got up and processed his thoughts.
“Please don’t hate me. The only reason I’m telling you this is so you won’t worry about me and I knew you’d understand.” I stood up and reached out for his hand.
“And I do understand. I have to say, this is the first time I’ve seen you this way. I never knew you had such strength.” He said. “You’re still my sister and I love you no matter what. If going is what you need to find your peace, then, by all means, go. Doctor’s orders.” He said with a smile.
I brought him in for a tight hug and thanked him over and over. I honestly didn’t even need my parent’s approval, I just needed the person who actually cared about my well being. He kissed the top of my head and let go.
“Good luck. I’ll be here when you get back.” He assured me.
A few minutes after he left, the movers showed up to bring my things to the storage unit. Chanyeol came back to pick me up, I looked around at my empty apartment and grabbed my bags.
“You okay?” He asked.
“Yeah. I’m great actually.” I gave him a kiss and we went out to the car.
On our way to the airport, I looked out the window, watching the place I call home pass by. I had a taste of this bittersweet moment, but Chanyeol was there to hold my hand and make it all better.
The bands first tour became a roaring success which lead to a national arena tour, and then a worldwide stadium tour. Chanyeol and I continued to write music which climbed the charts every time. I finally achieved my dream of being a renowned lyricist and finished my degree in music.
My brother fulfilled his promise and stood by me when I got back from my break. He was right there with me when I told my parents that I was no longer going to hide in their shadow, but create opportunities for myself. They also fulfilled their promise of cutting me off and for a while, we lost contact. But they were still my parents and over time they came around to see my life as my own and not a legacy of theirs.
They still abided by their parental duties and sat in the crowd when I graduated from college. and at Chanyeol and I’s wedding a few years after that, and attended the birth of their grandchild. The road to happiness was like trying to fight the tides in the ocean, but by the time the waters settled, I finally found harmony.
THE END
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