"Damn I don't think I can walk, fuck that Sanzu," you whispered as you gets off the bed slowly, everytime you moves, your legs would tremble and seems hard to walk.
"Need help?" Ran who's sitting on the sofa asked you when you finally reached the first floor.
"Damn you asshole," you throw a deadly glare at him, thinking that he was responsible about what happened last night, if he did not pissed you, you will not kiss him and get punished by Sanzu.
"Why the hell are you cursing me?" He asked.
"Shut the fuck up," you rolled your eyes, go to the kitchen to look for food. You get your favorite ice cream, eat it while cursing Sanzu and Ran to death.
"Hey," you was about to eat your ice cream when Sanzu entered the kitchen, and steal the ice cream from you.
"The fuck?" You looked at him with disbelief. "That's mine,"
"Why don't you share it with me huh?" He playfully removed the ice cream escaped on the corner of your lips.
"Stop it, my pussy still sores," you rolled your eyes before getting the ice cream back.
"But I want to taste it," he leaned closer to you.
"Here," you said, holding the ice cream out for him to eat. "Say ah,"
"Ahh.." he moaned. "It taste so good,"
"Such a messy eater," you wiped the ice cream on the corner of his mouth, revealing his scars. "I really love your scars,"
"Kiss it then," he smirked.
"Could you please stop flirting me?" You raised a brow.
"Don't you like it?"
"No, cuz it's working!" You said.
"Let's go to your room," he said.
"Damn," you sighed to keep yourself calm. "No, I want a fucking rest,"
"Rest after we fuck," he said, putting his hand on your legs, making you feel uneasy.
"Stop, I'm going to work," you said, removing Sanzu's hand on your legs.
"Pretending you don't like it huh?" He watched you stand up and follow you inside your room
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"Sanzu, I'm tired," you lay on your bed. "It's hard for me to stand up, because of you motherfucker,"
"I'm not a motherfucker tho," he laughed, positioning himself on top of you. "Damn you look so hot in this view,"
