Precious - SeongSang

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I flopped onto the couch.

After we robbed a mansion, Yeosang had taken home back so much stuff. He brought back jewelry and clothes that he really liked.

He shoved me onto the couch. He wanted to have a small fashion show. He is too cute.

He threw his clothes off. He put on some clothes.

"Isn't this cute?!" He spun around.

"Isn't that a girl's shirt?"

He pouted and crossed his arms. He glared at me. "And? I look better in it than the slag that owned it." He threw a candle at me.

I caught it thankfully. I placed it down on the side table.

"So does it look cute or not?!"

"Yes. Ofcourse it does. You look cute in anything. You make everything look cute."

"Do you not want to be here?" He asked. He sounded sad.

"I do..." Not. I do not want to be here. He is just going to make everything look cute. "But..."

He crossed his arms. "But what?"

"You will just make everything look cute. So it's not really something to do, you know?"

He rolled his eyes. "This is why I have Wooyoung for this." He took the clothes off and just threw them to the side.

I pulled him over. Sitting him down on my lap. "Do you want me to act like Wooyoung then?" I then kissed all over his face and held him down.

He whined. "EWWW NOOO ANYONE BUT HIM AND SAN!!" He tried to get away from me. "Seonghwa!" I gave him one last long kiss before letting him go. He got up and glared at me. "Asshole."

I laughed.

"That's not funny!"

"How it is not funny?" He pouted. "Ok. Ok. I'm sorry." I pulled him back down. He turned away from me. "What? Did that make you uncomfortable?"

He nodded.

"Ok. Fine. I'm sorry." I kissed the back of his neck. He turned back around. "Do you want to continue your little fashion show?"

"No. I'm not in the mood anymore."

"Then what do you want to do?" I trailed my fingers up his thighs. "Earlier today you wanted to continue. Do you still want to?"

"Do you want to?" He fully turned towards me.

"I wouldn't mind." I grabbed his legs and pushed them apart. Pulling him up onto my lap.

"If you don't want to, then we..." He moaned when I started to kiss his neck. Pushing him back onto the couch. Licking from the base of his neck to the top of his neck. His body shook. "You want to go to the bedroom?"

"Here is fine." He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Seonghwa."

"Yeah?"

"Hurry the hell up."

I laughed. "Whatever you want."

Sitting up and taking my shirt off. Throwing it to the side. Yeosang ran his hands up my body. He trailed his fingers back down. He pulled on my waistband. He slightly pulled my hands down.

I grabbed his hands and pinned them down. I pushed myself up against him.

His cheeks turned red.

"Seonghwa. Just hurry up."

I really don't want to hurry up. I like seeing him all flustered like this.

I started grinding on him. His legs began to shake already.