"Do you enjoy disrespecting me, YN?"
Jeonghan was highly upset━ fuck that, he was enraged. The tips of his ears tinted a cherry red, nostrils flared, veined hand tightly wrapped around your throat whilst his lips were slightly parted - his warm breath fanning against your face.
He had you placed on your knees in front of him ━ rough material of the woven floor covering underneath bruising your skin.
He looked so fucking scary and honestly you should've felt intimidated or frightened, but it would be a complete lie if you said you were. Though he looked daunting, he also looked so, so good. Strands of his black hair partially covering his eyes, the light weighted gold jewelry delicately dangling from his neck, the head of his tongue prodding at his inner cheek━ God, you should not feel this turned on right now.
"I asked you a fucking question, slut," His lips were so close to yours, you almost thought he was going to kiss you. Oh how painfully wrong you were. "You enjoy sneaking behind my back and having boys fuck that dirty pussy of yours?"
No matter how it may sound, Jeonghan doesn't get jealous. Or that's what he tells himself, at least.
You shake your head, jutting out your bottom lip, "No, Sir."
He chuckles, so dryly and humorlessly, an unamused look taking over his handsome features, "No?" His unoccupied hand reaches down to your panty clad pussy before his fingers sneak under the soaked fabric. He then scoffs in what sounds like disbelief, "What a messy little cunt," Licking his lips, he begins to toy with your clit while looking into your eyes with a glint in his, "Can't believe you let some little ameteur frat boy stick his dick in my pussy."
Jeonghan clicks his tongue, tilting his head to the side, "Did he fuck you nice and good, at least? Did he hit that spot that has you arching and begging for more? Hm? I guess not since you're here on your knees grinding onto my fingers like a little bitch in heat."
At this point, you're a complete mess and Jeonghan hasn't even done anything yet. He seems to have that effect on you.
"Please, Hannie . . . I'm sorry."
Jeonghan lifts a eyebrow, "Hannie?" Shaking his head as he continues to speak again, "That shit isn't going to work on me, YN. Not tonight. So save all that whining and pouting 'cause it isn't going to get you anywhere."
There was no doubt in your mind that Jeonghan was going to go anything but easy on you tonight. You deserved everything he had coming your way.
When Jeonghan was mad, he could get mean. Very, very mean. Eye watering and lip trembling mean. And rough. Not too rough, though.
As soon as he entered his spacious room, with you tailing along, of course, he simply turned his body around and gripped your waist - instantly pressing your bare back to closest wall, causing to softly wince at the coldness. For a split second, it looked like Jeonghan's eyes held softness before they were switched back to his dark gaze. "Should I fuck you up against this wall?"