Psycho | SEVENTEEN FF [ON HOLD]

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A/N: Surprise. Wonwoo isn't a good person in this book unfortunately. :'( Also, sorry for the slight delay, I've been feeling sick. :(

Authors POV:
Feeling his soft lips on hers, she was shocked at how rough he was. He kissed her as if he hasn't been kept fed in years.

She tried open her mouth to speak and tell him to stop, but he took that as an opportunity to insert his tongue inside her mouth, tangling her tongue with his making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She used her free hand to punch on his chest, signalling to him she couldn't take it, but the impact of her punches were like feather to him.

She sobbed uncontrollably knowing he wasn't stopping, but still not giving up on the punches. Meanwhile, he inwardly laughed at this, thinking her tactics to hurt him was cute.

He obviously wouldn't want her to get her way.

So, he pinched the skin underneath her breasts, warning her to stop. In which she squeaked at, resulting her hands to slowly slide off his chest, to have it now clutching on the bed sheets.

Having her this close to him, all to himself felt like heaven to him.

His hand glided past between her breasts in slow motion, sending shivers down her skin, making his hand be visible to the surface again, leading to her shirt already being half pulled up.

He then left her now swollen lips, giving them one last peck before moving to her cheeks, pulling them with his teeth as if he was eating a marshmallow, and gave it a soft bite, which resulted into her bandage getting off.

To him, her skin was as soft and fluffy like a cloud, and feeling it against his teeth, he wanted nothing but to eat her at that moment. (not literally.)

She hissed at this, as the scars that were implemented there were still healing. She couldn't understand why he was acting like this all of the sudden, but it scared her to death.

He was indeed intimidating to her, but the last thing he seemed like he wanted was to meddle himself with her or do anything out of the limit to her. But boy, she was so wrong.

The pain on her face increased as she scrunched her eyes, trying to endure his touches. Pulling her  cheek out, making it slightly stretch, he trailed his lips down to the edge of her jawline, giving it a small kiss before slightly pulling his face away to get a good look at hers.

He loved how she was under him.
"Open your eyes, Hannah." He softly told her, looking at her lovingly while caressing the cheek he bit on, loving the love bite he created on it.

Her eyes were closed due to embarrassment and shame. She couldn't bear to look at him at all. There was so many things going through her brain, but the one thing she wanted to do right now was to escape from his grip.