Sexual Toy {Yoonjin}

Prologue

I was a submissive, just something that would have no value to you. He just wanted to have sex, drown his sorrows, and remember the boy he loved so much when he was with me. He barely looked at me, just took me to bed and took all my clothes off, and finally did what he wanted. And I just left. I liked it? No, I didn’t like it. He only gave me because it was the only way, that he gives me attention, the only way, to receive his love; even if this is not for me. He always imagined that boy in my place, so most of the time he treated me with affection. I always thought I was great when it happened, but when it was over, I felt like crap. Because I knew that he would never love me, and that I was not worthy of his love. For I knew, that it was not me that he treated me fondly.

When he arrives stressed, the first thing he did was look for me; to discount what is inside him in me. Taking me to bed in a crude gesture, without even talking to me; he takes me again, only who without affection or something like that, is in a rough, arrogant way that makes me look bad for weeks. But he doesn’t care. And today was one of those days.

He took me in a rough way on the floor, that’s right, on the floor. He had come with wrath upon his face, and I was preparing something for me to eat; but there was no time for anything. He just threw me on the floor took off my clothes and yours, not taking long to penetrate me and fuck me.

My beads hurt, his rough way made my back scratch on the wooden floor, my legs raised as he penetrated me hard, leaving my interior aching. I just didn’t cry, because I knew it wouldn’t do any good. Because I just wanted it. I gave myself up willingly, even when I didn’t want to. Just to get your attention to me. I felt it when he reached his orgasm, filling my insides with his sperm as I groaned the boy’s name as I honeyed our abdomens with my sperm.

I saw him put on his clothes, without even looking in my face the same left there; leaving me on the kitchen floor. But I was used to it. Everything ended with me alone in a corner, while something came out in good quantity of my interior, all honeyed. Like garbage. I fought, gave myself to him. I gave myself willingly, but I knew; I Kim SeokJin, would never receive Min Yoongi’s love.

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