Sweet

Fourteen

It was normal for you to wake up to Suna's kisses or the solid grip on your waist whenever he stayed over. Sometimes it was you waking up first and showering him with kisses just to return the gesture since you wanted to tease him as well. But today, it's quite different. You were the first to wake up from your slumber, fluttering your eyes open as you roamed your gaze around your room. Your alarm didn't go off yet which meant it was still quite early compared to your usual time of waking up. You felt nice and relaxed, the tranquility in your system was steady. Until you felt a hot breath on your neck, and a strong grip around your waist.

The peace within you shattered, prompting your sleep coated system to suddenly ablaze in embarrassment. You whipped your head towards Suna, eyes widening as you thought about what happened last night. The sensual licking, the underwear teasing, and the depreciation- fuck.

Usually you wouldn't be bothered with Suna's advances because they weren't usually that brave. Although they were frequent, it hadn't reached that point yet before. In addition to that, he would usually ask you if you wanted to proceed but last night... Well, he didn't exactly go through with it but it seemed like he had the urge to. There was a hint of lust in his demeanor and the way his eyes seemed to devour your very sight under him was quite hot- no!

You slapped yourself as you squirmed, internally screaming to the point you mentally exhausted your voice box. You wouldn't bother to think about it nor to be embarrassed but this time, it was different. It piled up. Attempts after attempts, teasing after teasing, and hinting after hinting, it's driving you crazy as of the moment. Was Suna doing that just to tease you? Or did he really want to do such acts with you?

You felt your entire face and neck burned as you dove deeper into your sea of thoughts. The fact that you were pathetically going along with his teasing didn't help. It made you question yourself whether you wanted it or not. Last night, it felt different. Of course there was that one time he almost had you, but last night... you were literally rubbing your legs together pitifully and you almost felt like crying when he was only kissing you and nothing more.

You slapped yourself slightly once again.

You were the one who told him that y'all wouldn't go beyond kissing. You should stick to that rule. Plus, it wasn't like you had the experience to satisfy him anyway.

You took deep breaths as you slowly resurfaced, swimming away from your inappropriate thoughts. You looked at Suna once again and just gazing at his peaceful face was enough to trigger flashbacks of the events last night. Albeit they weren't that significant per se, they were enough to embarrass you. You couldn't face him, not like this. So you carefully and slowly slid away from his hold. Admittedly, it was hard since he was basically a giant heater that brings you warmth and comfort, but you weren't comfortable in his hold, not with these thoughts.

Upon successfully leaving the bed without waking up Suna, you ran to the bathroom and clutched the sink, tight. You glared at yourself in the mirror but your expression melted away as soon as your eyes landed on the marks on your neck. Some were fading away while some were still painfully obvious. Your cheeks flushed as your mind swirled with thoughts; thoughts regarding Suna's tongue to be exact.

"Wow Y/N, it's too early for this." You snorted then glared at yourself in the mirror again like a crazy woman. You weren't liking the way you were this... thirsty early in the morning.

You blamed Suna for that.

You groaned in frustration as you harshly picked up your toothbrush and brushed your teeth. You weren't loving the way you're this affected by what Suna was doing. You were fine with it before so why now? He even threw your shirt somewhere in your room before and you even slept almost half naked beside him, yet you woke up the next day not feeling embarrassed or anything. So why the heck are you flustered now?