Just College

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A little became lots. Her skin was just so addicting, how could he not. It felt so soft and chewy under his lips, it was hard to gain control over himself again.

Seungmin stared down at the love bites he created on her nape within a short time and grimaced. It will be kind of hard to cover them up. He met her eyes again. "It's not much", he assured.

Lies. It was.

"It's just a little. Literally"

How he was stressing on how little they were, was making Daya suspicious. She glanced around for a mirror but he quickly cupped her face. "Let's just have fun, yeah?. And not stress about them"

For now. Maybe later.

Daya arched a brow, still having trust issues and Seungmin's chuckles made the brow go down. He did more than intended. The low sounds gave him away. She was already ransacking her closet for some turtle neck and she sighed quietly at the imaginary picture of some in them. "Let's have that fun"

"Damn. Gladly", Seungmin replied in a heart beat, pulling her shirt off. "Oh", he snickered, "You had tube bras on"

"Wanted me in nothing?"

He stared into her eyes, "Would have been better", he helped her up, his hands having a firm grip under her tighs as she hooked her legs behind him. "Your necklace. Where is it?"

Daya treaded her fingers through his hair. "I didn't want to lift kegs with it on. It's best to avoid little accidents", she pressed her lips on his nape.

"That's nice but..", she looked up from his skin, "Put them on for me all the time", her hips rolled on him on their own accord. "F.. wow", he pressed her down, "Slow down, honey"

Daya simpered with a nod. He just got the best of her, whenever he talked like that and by the way Seungmin was looking at her, it looked like he found out her new kink. Smirking slowly, he dropped her on his bed, hovering above her. "For how long have you been enjoying that without my consent?"

She was right. Her lips parted. She couldn't find words to reply. She didn't even know what reply to give. She thought he knew. He mostly talked like that. She thought it was intentional. But it wasn't. He had no idea.

He dragged his fingers down her toned stomach, keeping his eyes on hers. "How bad of you, Daya", he hooked his fingers around the knots of her pants and loosened it. "You can't even remember"

"I.. uh", she blinked, "It's been long", she confessed.

He was beyond amused now. Wow, this girl was truly something else. "How many other kinks are there that I haven't discovered?", he pulled her pants down, bunching her knees up. "Talk. I am listening"

How could she talk when he was stripping her like that. "I don't know"

He arched a brow. "You don't?", she nodded once, hands on her chest. "That makes things more interesting. I will find them myself", he pulled the panties down next, "Come here", he moved his finger and she sat up, staring at him with big adorable eyes. He snickered quietly. "Tell me when you unlock new likes", he ordered in a fanning whisper.

Daya nodded. "Words?". Gawd. She thinks she pooled. "I will", she replied, staring into his captivating dark orbs. He thumbed her, keeping eye contact and a little cry came from her.

Sensitive much.

"We don't want others hearing your cries, now do we?", his thumb worked over her and it was kind of hard to reply and contain those little moans. "Keep it shut for me"

A shudder went through her body and she found herself willing to try. Titters came from the boy kneeling in front of her. She was soaking. Over two words. In as much as he just found out how much she loved that and obeyed him when he talked like that, he knew she wouldn't obey with his next move, thus why he kissed her, covering her lips with his and sliding two fingers in.