❝Chill out, Alpha❞ Jaemin leans on his car, casually removing his blazer, with a damned smirk in his lips, ❝ㅡthe fuck, Na Jaemin. Actually what the fuck were you thinking? You made me dress up for him? Really?❞ you hiss, glaring at him; all of your best friends really are crazy, now you're convinced.
❝We just want you to get along with him❞ you roll your eyes at that; even taking over the world with some wicked plan seems plausible to you, ❝ㅡIt's his birthday and you messed up by dragging me into the plan❞
❝Aw, you care? Thought you'd love to piss him off❞ Jaemin is a insufferable shit sometimes; and it happens to be at the best times, when you really want to kill him. You really can't do that, since that means, you have to handle twice the amount of work, ❝I'm actually a decent person, unlikeㅡ❞ you hear his voice, and that itself is enough to spike up your anger.
❝Hyung, come on. Clubbing really?❞ he's tired, you can say that but he looks absolutely handsome that you want to kiss him again but no, that doesn't cancel out the snarky comments and spiteful glares, he passes every time.
His eyes fall on you, and they roll back in annoyance, ❝great❞ he mutters, with a displeased sigh. Before you could shoot back with a sarcastic comment, Donghyuck shouts, all chirpy and smug, ❝Get your ass in the car❞
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❝Rule number one, is that you have fun, Lee❞ you look at him, swirling the martini; the blue liquid is so close to spilling on you but you keep doing it anyway. You are almost on his lap, because of the number of people in the club. His leather jacket lays discarded on the armrest, along with your purse.
❝And I am having fun❞ he downs his shot of vodka in one go and his Adam's apple bobs, slow and hot. Both of you are not really drunk out of mind, just tipsy and still in the sense of killing each other anytime but drained out of energy.
❝By glaring at me?❞ you take a sip of that sweet liquid, and he chuckles, breathy and so sexy in the dim purple lights of the club, ❝Oh please, princess. I can do so many things in my mind other than glaring❞ the rasp in his tone gets you weak on your knees, and you hate it; you hate him with a passion for having this effect, ❝ㅡand you know it better than anyone❞ he pulls you to his lap; you hiss, fixing a weak glare at him, ❝Chill Alpha, just making space for others❞ his breath against your neck, drives you out of mind; his hand entwines around your waist, ❝ㅡ you are almost on my lap anyway❞ his lips brush softly against your neck, where your claim mark is supposed to be.
Your breath hitches at that, ❝Still sensitive, are we?❞ his fangs scrape over the soft skin of your shoulder, ❝Lee, ahㅡ❞ a soft moan escapes your red plush lips, and a low growl leaves his mouth; you wish he doesn't go feral here, ❝Didn't we agree on Jeno when you're on my lap, hm?❞ he presses his lips to the pale skin, marking up with hickeys, and you muffle your moans, biting your lips, ❝God, princess. You've brought this upon yourself❞
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Your lips are kiss-red, the red matte smudged; you are a mess, a mess for him, ❝Princess, look at me❞ he takes your cheeks between his fingers, forcing you to meet his eyes, ❝Are you going to be a good girl, princess?❞
You nod, not trusting your voice. He strips off his turtle-neck, ❝Use your words, princess?❞ his hand wraps around your neck, applying enough pressure, ❝Yes. Ple-ase, Jeno❞ you whisper, closing your eyes shut.
He removes his hand, melding both of your lips together. The heady scent of vodka is still in his breath, exhilarating and addictive but you surevknow it's him; he pulls away for a second, ❝you looked so beautiful, so beautiful that I wanted toㅡ❞ kissing along your jawline, he nips on your throat, ❝ㅡ wanted to rip off the hands that touched you tonight❞ and there again, he goes all possessive, as if you belong to him. You don't understand; you hate him and so does he but he gets borderline mad if someone breaths against you.
You sit up, pushing him to the couch. You straddle his waist; you can feel his hard on, ❝Why are you so pressed about that? It's not like you love me, Lee or is it?❞ your voice is more steady now, as you grind down his erection, and he lets out a low growl, ❝Oh princess, you don't understandㅡ❞ his hands wrap around your waist; and he breaths against your neck, ❝ㅡ it doesn't matter if I love you or hate you. I had you once, and I fucking own you❞ that stuns you. You struggle to find words, as he works on your top ripping it off, ❝Speechless, already?❞ you turn scarlet red, when he kisses down your cleavage. His eyes are red, while yours are jet black blown out.
The position is switched; laying you to the couch, he steps out of his slacks and boxers. Your skirt joins the pile of clothes next, as he takes his time with the silk over your core. His tongue darts out enough to flick over your clit, ❝God Jeno, stop teasing and get on with it already❞ you moan out in pleasure, each word punctured in the middle; he chuckles darkly, caressing your inner thigh, ❝Eager, princess?❞ he rips off the silk, tasting the precum. He delves his tongue in; you arch your back, moaning and screaming out a string of cuss words.
You shouldn't have forgotten how good he is with his tongue; each prod and flick is taking you back to your first time with him, ❝Ready princess?❞ You barely understand what he's saying at this point. He eases in, and it almost knocks you out of breath with how well he fills you up to the brim.
The stretch makes your eyes roll back in pleasure; you feel on edge, as he continues thrusting into you, deep and hard, and in no time you're trembling, writhing under him; the Alpha in you, gone silent and pliant under him. He could feel you getting close, ❝Gonna cum, princess? So soon?❞ he slows down his pace; smirking smugly when you whine out, ❝Yes, Jeno ple-ase don't slow ahㅡ down ahㅡ❞
❝You look so pretty begging, princess❞ he fastens, holding your waist, ❝I'm gonna make you cum againㅡ❞ a promise, you know he keeps it, ❝ㅡ and again❞ he waits for you to get your breath back.
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