Q : A little salty

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"You know, you've only gotten prettier since high school," Juyeon says to you, his hand moving up your arm to your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. You beam at the compliment, your face heating up a little. Juyeon and you dated for most of high school and had amicably decided to part ways to "explore your options" for university. This reunion is the first time you've seen him in years and you have to admit, it feels nice catching up. You're about to respond when you feel someone hold your elbow and almost pull you backwards a bit. "Hey, what's going on here? " Changmin asks, smiling at the two of you.

"Oh, babe, this is Juyeon - Juyeon, this is Changmin, my boyfriend," you introduce, putting your hand through the hook in Changmin's arm. They greet each other and shake hands politely. "Wow, it feels weird hearing you call someone else babe," Juyeon chuckles, hitting you playfully on the shoulder. You laugh along, failing to notice the way the smile on Changmin's face falters and the way his body tenses up. As the night goes on, Juyeon somehow ended up being next to both you and Changmin the entire time. It was a little strange, to be honest, but you just tried to convince yourself it was just him being friendly.

When the event ended and everyone has said their goodbyes, you and Changmin are on the way to your car when Juyeon comes running up to you and hands you a piece of paper. "Hi, sorry, I realized we didn't exchange phone numbers so here's mine. You know, just in case, you never know what might happen," he says, nodding towards Changmin's direction. You're too stunned to say anything so he just thrusts the paper in your hand, gives you a tight hug and kisses you on the cheek before waving bye and walking back to his car. Still unsure how to react, you and Changmin stand there for a few moments before he clears his throat and just says, "Let's go."

The drive home is painfully quiet, to say the least, you know Changmin is not happy at all but you're not sure how to approach this. You follow him into your house and close the door behind you, lost in your thoughts, when you bump into his back. "Ow, Changmin, why'd you stop so sudd- mmh" you're about to complain but you're interrupted by Changmin turning around all of a sudden and kissing you full on the lips, pushing your back into the door. Your initial surprise fades quickly, drawn into your boyfriend's firm grip on your jaw and his lips moving heatedly against yours. As you continue kissing, Changmin's hands slide down your neck, over your shoulders, along the sides of your body before landing on your thighs.

Placing his arms under your thighs, he lifts you up so your legs wrap around his waist and, without breaking the kiss, carries you up to the bedroom. Damn, you didn't realize he was this strong, he's never carried you like this before; you couldn't help but get even more turned on by this, suddenly wishing you could close your thighs together. He kicks your bedroom door open and pulls away before dropping you on the bed. You stare up at him, both of you breathing heavily. "Strip - all the way down," Changmin commands with a serious look. Caught off guard, your lips part in shock but something about his tone makes you comply, taking your dress off along with your bra and panties.

As you sit naked and stare up at him again, you bite your bottom lip when he unzips his dress pants and takes his cock out, already half hard. He pumps it in his fist until it's fully hard as he pushes you to lay back with his free hand on your shoulder. Moving up the bed together, he places himself between your legs. With his erection still in his hand, he glides it up and down your slit, gathering your wetness on the tip before pushing himself into you. He bottoms out immediately, not even giving you time to adjust, eliciting a loud cry from you, half pain and half pleasure. He pulls himself out all the way before slamming into you, repeating this multiple times as you grip the sheets tightly, moaning in time with the thrusts.

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