"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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Taehyung slammed the door to his apartment, slipped his drenched shoes from his feet and kicked it against the wall. The living room was eerily dark, but down the hall there was light seeping from his bedroom. He huffed out a low groan, hanging his jacket onto a coat rack and letting the water droplets slip seamlessly to the floor.
He began undressing himself from the soaked garments as he padded down the hall, eventually reaching his room; and was unsurprised to see the familiar woman that was lounging on his bed. She was naked, her long straight hair falling over the comforter that covered her pale snow skin up until just below her collarbones, and she sat scrolling on her phone seemingly unamused. That is, until she turned her head to look up at Taehyung, an immediate smile curling on her lips.
"Welcome home. You're late," she lowered the device and sat up, not bothering to bring the blanket up with her, and so naturally her breasts were exposed.
"Yeah," Taehyung nodded almost dismissively while he slipped his shirt off, throwing the wet clothing over a chair. "Uh, how'd you get in here?"
The woman laughed in amusement. "I asked Yoongi to lend me his keys. Wanted to surprise you. I even left you some food on the kitchen table. Leftovers from earlier today."
"Right," Taehyung said blankly, his wet bangs drooping over his eyes. "So then, why exactly are you naked?"
"Figured maybe you'd have a long day, y'know? I see you even got caught in the storm." She pulled the blankets to one side to reveal her full nude body underneath, her ivory complexion flushed from the warmth of the comforters; straight raven hair cascading down her body in great length. Taehyung flung his head to the side and rubbed the side of his neck. He now stood in merely boxers, his tan well-toned chest on display making the woman bite down on her lip.
A low chuckle left him, and Taehyung stepped closer towards the bed. "Misun-ah.."
"Mm. Yes, Taehyung."
"Doll.." he continued, settling on the bed on his knees. "Spread for me, baby."
The woman, Misun, moved her legs apart, showing herself fully towards the man, and she looked at him with a dazed demeanor in her eyes. Taehyung placed both hands beside her head and hovered his body over hers, then leaned down so his clothed crotch rubbed against her bare one. Their faces now centimeters apart, Misun weakly met the man's ever so piercing gaze.
And with a thunderous ragged voice, Taehyung spoke lowly. "Don't be such a whore."
Her cheeks quickly flushed in embarrassment, and maybe even arousal, and watched as Taehyung curtly stood from the mattress and trailed his way towards the bathroom. She trembled slightly at the sudden coldness in the room and heard the door shut in the distance, followed by the sound of the shower being switched on.
