"Beg for me princess, and maybe I'll listen." His grin was tempting, and it held all the right feelings in it which made it harder for me to walk away.
"Play with me please?" I pouted my lips, wanting desperately to feel his fingers fill me up.
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San | Wooyoung
"I want only you, I don't think I can share you. I know this sounds crazy, but I don't think I can fuck anyone else either." He blurted, probably unaware of what he just said to me.
Placing my hands on his waist I started to become extremely addicted to the motions his hips were swirling in.
"You're just talking nonsense." I rolled my eyes, trying not to fall for the words I oddly so desperately wanted to hear. "Just a couple of minutes ago you were talking about how fucking other people was like a job to you and that's just what you do? So just do exactly that okay."
Just as I felt myself reach my point of orgasm, he stopped his addicting movements and got off me.
"W-what are you doing?" My face is covered with confusion.
"Did you just hear yourself? I'm not going to treat you like everyone else? I'm not going to fuck you away into a damn hospital. Do you understand that? You're much more than that."
"You don't even know me." I huffed at this ridiculousness.
"Then let me get to know you. I want to know who you are, Jung Wooyoung. Please I've never felt this way about someone before."
As I sat there thinking about his impetuous offer and speech, I let my mind run free with curiosity. Is he being serious? What if he's just playing me because he just likes the way my ass feels?
"How do I know you're not just fucking with me?" I folded my arms and sat up, waiting patiently for a suitable answer.
Sighing he walked back towards me and got on the bed, placing himself in between my legs.
"Because I don't show mercy to anyone, and most importantly I don't fuck the same person more than twice and I sure as hell don't get jealous because someone is near them...especially when someone who's not me touches them and gets invited to be in a room alone with them." He said sternly, his whole demeanor becoming darker than before.
"A-are you tal-talking Sunwoo? Actually he's just a friend..." I stuttered knowing the possibility of what could happen to if I act dumb.
"Just a friend? He seems like he wants to fuck you to me." He hissed in irritation.
"Sunwoo? He does not want to fuck me. Plus I'm sure he's just like me...a bottom." I smiled to reassure him, but that wasn't working not one bit.
"He isn't a bottom Wooyoung." He spoke, his facial expression more serious because I wasn't seeing the "truth."
Then all of a sudden a memory popped in my head of us making out at that party...one summer ago before Jacob and I got together.
