I'm Going Crazy

Stop This Game

Han kept kissing Su-Ah, as she didn't reply. He bit her lip as a warning, warning her to reply to his question.

"U-understand."

As they slowly broke away from the kiss, Su-Ah's heart was racing. Han put his finger on the tip of her nose and tapped it slightly, trying to show her that it was his turn.

"My turn, darling."

He pulled himself towards Su-Ah and his eyes had that dangerous look in them again. Han grabbed her firmly by the waist.

"Say, would you rather... have me kiss your neck... or... the mannequin?"

His breath tickled her neck and was breathing so fast and heavy.

Su-Ah took a deep breath before answering.

"Y-you..."

Han laughed softly, and suddenly he kissed her neck. It felt passionate and fiery. She couldn't breathe and had goose bumps all over her body.

"Well, that was an easy pick, darling."

As he finished kissing her neck, he kept his mouth on her skin for a bit, as she could feel him breathing heavily.

Han suddenly took off his jacket and threw it on the floor and was clear he was getting more and more excited. He put his hands on Su-Ah's shoulders and slowly sat her on his lap.

"H-how much more is there? C-can we stop? Soon?"

"Oh, please, darling. I just started getting warmed up."

He started caressing her hair.

"I just can't stop playing with you, darling; you're just so addictive."

Han put his hands under the back of her shirt and pulled it forward a bit. She blushed as his hand brushed over her back.

He pulled her face towards his, his lips touched hers for the third time, this time it was like she could feel sparks in the air. This time his lips were much more softer and warmer.

"How about another one, darling?"

Han pulled away from the kiss, he put his forehead on hers, his eyes still locked with hers.

"Would you rather...make out with me for a whole minute or...make out with the mannequin for an hour?"

"Stop... Wh-what are these questions?"

He laughed softly as he looked at you with those crazed devilish eyes.

"You know, darling...you don't necessarily have to do everything with me, you still got the mannequin, don't you?"

He pulled his face away from hers, and before she could tell him her next pick, Han pulled Su-Ah closer to him again, and he kissed her passionately.

As he kissed her, she could feel herself melting in his arms.

"How about one last one, darling? One last pick and then we're done with the game. Deal?"

"Fine."

"Would you rather have me for one night or have the mannequin forever?"

Han was staring at her intensely, her lips were right beneath his. Su-Ah's heart was racing; she was afraid to say anything. She didn't know what to choose, how could she choose between him and a mannequin? She had no idea.

"That damned mannequin..." She mumbled under her breath. "I'll have you for a night."

"That's the right choice, darling."

Han pulled away from the kiss and held her head gently, as he stroked her hair, putting his finger on her cheek and tracing her jawline.

"You made the right choice, darling."

He smiled and suddenly kissed Su-Ah again. Han was so passionate, as if he was making every moment count.