*ੈ✩ 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 ‧₊˚ s. kiyoomi

𝟸𝟶 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎

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"Am I supposed to watch you pack your things for the whole day?" Kiyoomi turned his gaze to her, laying under the soft covers of his bed.

They both woke up early, too early after enjoying a very short and heated night together. She shuffled under the sheets, wincing at the heavy and sore sensation in her legs.

"I'm almost done." The man gently placed a pile of clothes into a box. "I have a match this morning, wanna come?"

"Sure."

Shinju got up and lazily dragged her feet to the kitchen, after spending a few nights at his apartment, she knew exactly where to find everything she needed to make a
good coffee.

Kiyoomi wasn't rich but this man had taste, only drinking a very good quality coffee.

She opened a cabinet, taking two cups and put them down on the counter right after she turned on the coffee machine.

She raised a brow, as two strong arms snaked on each side of her body, his large hands resting on the border of the counter and so trapping her body. A few seconds later, a warm feeling touched her back.

"It's a torture to see you running around like that." She smiled and let her head fall on his chest, as his lips were travelling her neck. The feeling of his wet neck kisses starting to overwhelm her mind, she lost the track of the number of sugar she threw into her cup. Shit. "You're so damn beautiful, i swear." He mumbled behind the shell of her ears, a little smile spreading accros his face as he was watching her face, closed eyes and furrowed brows.

"How much sugar?"

"I don't put sugar in my coffee." She bite her tongue in mouth, of course, he's not adding sugar to his coffee and she knew it as much as she knew his reaction after that. "Can't focus?" He chuckled as his lips attacked hungrily her neck once again, harder than before.

"Shut your mouth..." In one quick swift motion, her swirled her round to connect his lips with hers. He also gripped softly her side to put her up on the counter, with his body, he forced himself between her legs to press his chest to her. Shinju laughed silently. "I understood your message."

"Mh? Y'think?" He mumbled in a rush, lifting her hips to carry her in his bedroom. "You better open your legs for me, I still need my breakfast." A large blush spread across her cheeks, she quickly opened her legs as Kiyoomi crawled down to hook up his arms around her thighs to restrains her moves.

He slowly approached his face from her covered area and kissed it softly, making sure to blow hot air on it.

"What if we tried something?"

"Mh?" He lifted himself to face her, his lips brushing against her parted ones.

"I'm being a little more rough, and you obey to me." She could hear his eyes screaming the desire, his words and his tones took her breath away for a second while a warm and exciting feeling ran across her back.

"Please-"

"Sure about that? Sure you can take me as good as last night?" Remembering his hips meeting hers roughly the night before, she nodded vigorously.

"Absolutely."

"Good girl." The small crack in his breathy voice sent shivers down her spine, as he went down to kiss her exposed inner thighs while her hands quickly found his black curls. Kiyoomi felt the pressure of her palms, trying to direct his face towards her intimacy, making him chuckles. The boy slowly pushed asides her white underwear under her impatient stare.