♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Beomgyu's POV | 31

"Finish up Beomms *huff*" he said, panting and outta breath. His body collapsed beside mine and he turned to face me, his face flushed, and his hair still wet from the shower.

"Huh?" I questioned.

"I'll do it for you." He sat back up and placed his hand on my chest, and traced every muscle of mine down to my dick, but I stopped him. As soon as I grabbed his wrist, he furrowed his brows at me in confusion. "Gyu." He took my wrist and placed it down beside me again. He then used his right hand to slide down my (already wet from precum) cock, and his left hand to rub my inner thighs. Oh yeah.

My breathing instantly became staggered as my hips started bucking on their own. "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." I whimpered. He watched his hand movements intently and almost seemed to be drooling a little bit. He's crazy.

But surely he wouldn't have the energy to bob his head up and down on my— "Mmghhh!~" ...dick. He already latched on.

"Mgh...mgh...mgh...mgh..." the sounds he made while sucking me off were so hot, like I wanted them on an audio tape so I could listen to it all the time. My wet cock in his even wetter mouth sounded so good and sloppy, it was awesome. "Ooooh, Yeonjunnie..." Yeonjun took his two middle fingers on his right hand and slipped them into my mouth, slightly wiggling them around, so I sucked them, making him chuckle a bit.

He removed himself and started kissing me all over, starting with my cock, and moving up my body, leaving hickies all over them. When he got to my neck, he had switched from sucking to biting. BITING.

He took his fingers out of my mouth, probably to better hear my cries of pain, and he used his left hand to massage my stomach.

"AH! Yeonjun! Stop, that hurts!"

"Hold on."

Oh okay then I guess that's fine—

"Ow..." I clenched my teeth hard to distract my body from the pain. "Y-You're gonna make me bleed... Yeonjun..."

"I'm being careful." He said in between bites.

"No you're not!..." I whined at him.

He brought his hand back down to my penis and cupped his hand over my tip, moving his fist around, and suddenly his teeth didn't feel too bad in my neck.

"Ahhhhhhh..." I moaned as my body practically melted into the mattress. And that's when he stopped biting at my neck. He should've kept goin' at this point.

Soon after, I put my hand on the back of his neck, pulling his face back down to mine.

"Bite me."

(It's you and me in this wooorld)

"W-what?" He stammered.

"Bite. Me."

And he went fucking crazy. It hurt so bad, but paired with him jerking me off, it felt so fucking amazing... Oh. My. God.

"Ack! Ah! Shit! Junnie!" I whimpered again.

"Mhm~" He hummed. "You like that?" He growled at me.

"Owhhh! Yeonjun, you're so *ugh* fucking *nngh!*"

"I know." He said in a deep, breathy voice.

"Oooowwwhhhhh... ah.." I moaned as my body kept writhing. My load shot up and ran down Yeonjun's hand, which he gracefully spread across my abs.

"You can't just fuck me more to avoid answering questions." I panted.

"I swear I was gonna talk to you... I just wanted you first." He said, getting ready for another shower. "Meet me in there, yeah?"

"Mhm." I hummed. I was still laid out on the bed, on my backside, with my own cum spread across my body.

He just left me here. Damn.

***

I made my way to the bathroom and stepped in the shower with him. Why did I feel shy? That always happens when we have sex and I don't know why.

"Bro why are you trying to hide your cock?"

"I'm not."

I am.

"It was in my mouth today, so just turn around." Then he spanked my ass. "Or not, this view is just as good." He snickered.

"Ow! What the hell?"

"But you would've liked that 15 minutes ago, hahah."

"Man leave me alone."

"No can do!" He said in an ugly ass Southern accent.

"Oh don't do that..."

"Don't tell me what not to do." His face turned stern. He realised my slight panic and gave me a little smirk. "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Why did you look scared?"

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

"Why are you lying—"

"You're seeing things." I said as I finished up my shower and stepped out. "You're not done yet?" I questioned.

"I am, but I just need some time to think to myself."

"Oh okay, I'll probably be cooking something up by the time you get out."

"Whatever you're making, could you please make it spicy?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks love."

I giggled then made my way out of the bathroom.

What could he possibly be thinking about so intently that he needs to do it in the shower? I have so many questions for Yeonjun, it's crazy. So many questions and concerns.

...

For how long did he wait to tell me he was being sent away?

How long will he be gone for?

How does he feel about leaving?

When will he come back?

Where is he staying?

What will he be doing?

Will he still love me when he comes back?

...

So many questions.

Too many.