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𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔: Fireworks (I'm The One)

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Yesterday's meeting in the shower taught me something. I like Wooyoung's attention on me. While his eye unknowingly scanned me while half undressed, I could feel my satisfaction, my will to be seen like that. I wanted him to look at me. Was it wrong? I usually felt like that towards girls my age, never boys, but I suppose Wooyoung even transcends that. I don't care whether he is a man or a woman, if he makes me feel good, if he makes me feel something, then it is my cup of tea. As simple as that.

Once settled this within my own head, it's showtime. I want to see just how much I'm into him. It could be just a fling, someone I need to possess once to feel alive and that's it. Could very much be. I'll be blunt with him, I don't want any kind of misunderstanding. I'll talk to him after classes. There he is, always with Hongjoong and Seonghwa. Cute. But they won't shield you from me. He's looking, of course he is. I lift an eyebrow and smile at him. He's so cute when he blushes. He never looks back at me for the rest of the class, you can almost see how hard he's trying not to turn his neck my way. Again, cute. As soon as we're dismissed, he basically runs for the door. Ah-ah, little boy. Wrong.

I slowly make my way to the corridor, feeling my blood boil. Man, does this feel good. Wooyoung is standing beside the vending machine, panting and texting on his cell phone. I draw near and when he sees me, he jumps.

"So scary, uh?"

"N-no, I was just not expecting you to, hmm, be here."

"Life is hard, dude."

I am harder right now.

"Come on in."

I pull him up by the collar of his t-shirt and drag him into the bathroom.

"Whoa, what was that? Are you on drugs or something?"

"No, I just want you to listen very carefully. You got me?"

I look him dead in the eyes and his mood suddenly changes. He's no longer cocky. I put my left arm over his shoulder, next to his head, and my right hand lifts his chin up.

"Good. I have the sensation you and me can be very good... friends. And I also feel like the two of us share a certain inclination, if you will."

"I... I don't know what you're talking about."

He talks, but his body also does. He's hardening as I speak. I move closer and put my leg between his, feeling his throbbing member. Liar. My hand goes from his chin to his throat and I choke him lightly. One faint moan escapes his mouth while he closes his eyes to the touch.

"Do you like this? Do you want it harder? You have to tell me, baby, I can't guess."

"H-h...harder."

My hand chokes a little harder at his request.

"Good boy. Always say what you like, and I might give it to you."

"Y-yes, d-daddy."

I grin. We are on the same page.

"Now, baby, what do you want? Keep in mind others could see us. Do you want other people to see us? Hear us, perhaps? Like the good little slut you are."

"Please, daddy..."

"What, baby? You have to tell me."

"Touch me, daddy..."