pied piper

24 | Masked Devil

Music Companion : Collide by Justine Skye (Ft. Tyga)

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"No m-more please, Mr- Mr...a-ah!"

I was breathing hard, panting in slow, lazy breaths by the time he was done, my cheeks flushed crimson red and my body trembling after what I had just gone through.

Mr. Jeon was a merciless man. A vicious one at that.

All the while he continued to stare down at me, aiding his intimidating look along with his dark, hooded eyes, gaze heavy, wet strands of hair falling over half his eyes, a lopsided smirk devilishly playing on his glossy red lips, lashes long and thick adorned with a domineering curve of a questioning eyebrow. A merciless man indeed.

"Are you okay or did I go too hard on you?" he came closer to my sensitive body, breathing unstable, getting heavier again with his long fingers squeezing my waist before chuckling deeply, right in my fucking ear knowing well enough how tantalizing yet tempting it was for me. "You look so fucked out like this... my baby, I cannot help but wonder what will become of you when I fuck you with my cock, hm....? Will you even be able to take it?... I'm afraid to break you."

I gasped at his bold choice of words, my head empty from the start and everything turning hazy gradually.

"Mhmm....J-Jung...kook..."

Mr. Jeon opened his mouth to speak but closed with a smack of his lips, concluding to lick his lips next, finding the whole situation incredibly amusing when he suddenly moved forth but clasped my body in his hand, movement less sensual and more soft. "Guess it was too much for baby, hm? Let's get you out of the water before something else happens, yeah?"

The next few seconds passed on in my semi-conscious state. I could hear and feel everything yet nothing made sense anymore, it was incoherent and blurry, my conscience only focusing on the dulcet nectar-like tone of Mr. Jeon, his words however not making any sense too.

Moments later, when I finally began to feel conscious of my surroundings again, I found myself laying down on the soft grass bed, its feeble blades tickling my skin as the starry night sky above welcomed my eyes.

Still very much in a trance, I took in a deliberate inhale, turning my head to the side only to find Mr. Jeon seated adjacent to me, supporting his body with his elbows on the ground and looking up at the stars.

I couldn't utter a single word, I was too busy being entranced by this man, captured in his heavenly presence, his everything. He was what rejuvenated me in every second of my life, giving a motive to my meaningless, blant existence. He made me want to live rather than to simply exist. Took me from being a side character in my own life. And there he was, admiring the perfect sphere of the moon as it shone its brilliant light on his face, adding onto his 3D beauty. Even the Moon goddess wants to spill her magical glitter only on him.

"Oh, you're back." My eyes traveled slow due to the underlying exhaustion as I jostled out of my trance, eyes landing on the bottle of water Mr. Jeon was passing to me, his expression laced with pouty lips and soft, dreamy eyes. "You had me worried for a few, passing out on me like that...are you feeling alright?"

I then began to remember all that had happened just a few minutes back, all what my body had been viciously put through to be tortured with, in an overwhelmingly delightful feeling, sinful pleasure with such exhilaration and- my gut dropped down in the pit of my stomach, leaving only a bashful mess behind. A sheepish shy smile suddenly tugged on my lips as I opened them to answer "I'm fine." but the wind picked up suddenly, a shiver interrupting me from saying anything.