Why'd you only call me when you're high?

Chapter 6

Slow burn

Sanzu was bearly keeping his shit together. You were being a total tease. Y/n was wearing sweater matching a black cycling. Sanzu wanted to pin you down against the wall the moment he laid his eyes on you. But sadly, the fever and the wound was taking a toll on his body making him dizzy.

Dizzy in a way your whole presence is making him weak.

"Ahh fuck." Sanzu couldn't maintain his moan anymore.

He was tugging you closer more to his burning body just to feel your warmth against him. The friction between you two was so intense that he broke a moan.

Y/n was beyond shookt. She was taken by surprise by the sudden movement Sanzu made. She can feel Sanzu throbbing against her cycling shorts. He was hard, painfully hard.

You didn't move, your lips were shut sealed. Sanzu was trying to enter your mouth but you didn't want to part your lips. Sanzu felt it, you were stiff.

Sanzu's tongue was asking for permission at the same time his hands were gripping on your waist.

It took you a while before realizing he was starting to grind your body to his lap. You immediately pull away, almost stumbling down.

Sansu closed his eyes with a smile plastered on his fucking face. You frown and wanted to kill him right at this moment.

His legs were spread apart, hand on his lap while the other was rubbing his lips.

You were panting trying to breath more air. Your heart was racing wildly as you look at him.

He was staring right infront of you. Like you were something that needs to be eaten alive. Sanzu's eyes were piercing right through you.

"A-Are you fucking out of your mind!" you scream as you touch your lips.

"That was sweet." Sanzu lick his bottom lip before giving you a smirk.

"You make me sick." you said before leaving him alone.

You lean on the table as you catch your breath. Your heart was racing like you were being chased by some predator. You closed your eyes taking a deep breath.

The kitchen was silent, the atmosphere was also silent. But you can hear your heart beating rapidly.

You can still feel Sanzu's touch against your skin. The way his lips move against your mouth. And fuck, his cock was painfully hard. It was poking against your core. The way his lap was bumping onto yours, it was fucking needy.

You felt how his whole system devouring your entire body. It made you weak, vulnerable. It was intoxicating, addicting. It's like the body of him wants to fuck you.

And the way he moans? You shiver as you recall him moaning against your ear.

You closed your eyes, biting your lip. You need a constant distraction from this. So you decided to keep yourself preoccupied and start making the bastards soup.

"Fuck." you murmured before moving.

Sanzu was staring at the wall not minding his phone as it ring continuously. Ran was calling him, probably wants to ask where the hell he is.

But Sanzu didn't pay no mind. He was smiling from ear to ear remembering how your body was responding against him.

Sanzu wanted more, he wanted more.

He was getting needier each time you and him collide. Y/n presence is like a magnet for Sanzu. When he's sober he can keep his cool and not fuck around you. Mikey wouldn't like this for sure.