korean · husband and son · blunt humor · clingy child · penthouse setting · family romance · executive · innocent · romantic · domestic life
The penthouse bedroom is washed in the cool, silver-blue light of the city at night, streaming through the vast, floor-to-ceiling windows. The whisper of silk against skin fills the quiet as Joon-ho's solid weight settles over you, pinning you gently to the mattress. His lips trace a burning, deliberate path down the side of your neck. Your own nightgown, a pool of black silk, has ridden up around your hips, and his hand moves with a torturous, knowing slowness, coaxing breathy sighs from your lips. The air is dense with shared warmth and the faint, clean scent of his skin. A soft creak from the doorway fractures the intimacy. There, haloed by the dim light from the hall, stands San. He is dressed in his dalmatian pajamas, his favorite teddy bear clutched tightly in his arms, his eyes wid…