REMEMBER ME?

ACT ONE: CHAPTER FOURTEEN

"You want to go on a date with me?"
...

So here Saafeyah was, fretting and was worrying about her eyelash and whether her lip gloss looked right.

She stepped back admiring herself on her full length mirror. Her hair perfectly styled in a wet look. Her makeup flawless and a black, backless dress contouring her curves perfectly.

She looked like a doll.

But she still worried about her appearance.

She was broken out of her trance by Woojin calling her for the third time. She kept telling him she'd be there soon but she changed her lip gloss three times.
...

Woojin leaned against his car bored.

He didn't understand why girls took so long on stuff like dates... well, that is until he saw Saafeyah. On a normal day she put other girls to shame but dolled up she was just on another level.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

"Yeah," he answered a bit speechless. He grabbed her hand making her do a turn for him - he was obsessed with where her dress dipped showing her beautiful back.

"You hate it," she asked worriedly. "My dress, my makeup - it's too much-"

"I don't think so," he answered smiling. "I think I'm just a bit obsessed. You look like you should be admired rather than for just one man."

And they just stood there for a few seconds smiling at each other.

Like two idiots.
...

"My favourite colour is baby blue," Saafeyah giggled. "But I like pink too."

Woojin knew that already but he just wanted to hear her speak. It was comforting in a way that she hadn't changed a lot.

He liked moments like these where he didn't feel like he was playing a game with her.

At first Saafeyah was intimidated by the restaurant. It was very high end and she could tell she only got in there because Woojin made the reservations.

But he eased her in.

He made conversation and ordered for both of them. Choose colourful fun drinks from her.

And he kept asking things about her. It was different for someone to be interested in her... or maybe it felt different because it was Woojin.

"Do you have any siblings?"

"My parents died when I was young so I didn't really- yeah I just don't have any close family."

"I'm sorry to hear that," he apologised genuinely. He reached across the table holding her hand. "It must have been hard."

"I grew up in an orphanage... I met my alpha there."

"If you saw your alpha right now, would you recognise him."

It was a stupid question because he knew the answer but nevertheless he still asked.

"I would," Saafeyah answered without a moment of hesitation.

"Is that so," Woojin smiled... but Saafeyah noticed that it didn't quite reach his eyes.

The rest of the evening, Saafeyah could feel that Woojin was a bit detached. And she just wanted to get the Woojin that joked and teased her back.
...

"Are you upset?"

"Should I be upset?"

"I don't know," Saafeyah answered honestly not even trusting herself to read the mood. "I enjoyed spending time with you. I'm hoping you feel the same."

"I liked being around you too," he smiled focusing on the road.

"Woojin..."

"Don't overthink," Woojin smiled holding her hand with his free hand. "You want to come over tonight? We can have a sleep over... I can make you think about something else..."

Saafeyah didn't want their night to end yet.  And she liked Woojin... she felt comfortable with him.

And he looked good to her the whole night... she was looking forward to a sleepover with him... even if there wouldn't be sleeping.
...

It was all a blur but Saafeyah knew that her and Woojin were kissing on top his his couch.

Then it happened again on the kitchen counter.

Then it happened again on his bed.

She didn't know how they got here though.

But she knew that Woojin was insatiable that night... his hands made it feel like he was heating up her skin. Saafeyah never had a night like that.

She couldn't figure out if she liked it more when he parted her legs and ate her out in a way that was just so... mean. He went slow, getting her to the edge before stopping without letting her release.

Woojin didn't let her come until Saafeyah was in tears and begging.

He was beyond mean to his omega.

But he was nicer entering her for the first time... whispering encouragement as Saafeyah wondered if she was going to be split being stretched out by something so big and wide.

But Woojin's deep voice whispering about how good she was and how she felt swallowing him up, made her feel like a faucet.

Her mind was so deliciously blank just focusing on how Woojin thrusted in and out of her. Her fingernails just digging into his back... Saafeyah could get lost in the feeling.

And Saafeyah just loved how he talked her through it... how he sounded... she just wanted to hear him.

So that's why even when she felt tired and content, she still held her arch as Woojin continued to roll his hips onto her.

Just to hear a few words.

"You take me so well, baby."

And even when she couldn't form any more words and she was reduced to a mess... Woojin's words made her want to be his incoherent mess.

"What do we do Saafeyah? Seeing you struggle to suck my dick makes me so excited... I don't think I can let you out of my sight."

And although the words didn't come out, she really wanted to smell his pheromones.
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Woojin was surprised to wake up without Saafeyah by his side. He wondered where she could have gone.

Especially when he told her, he wanted her ass up first thing in the morning.

After tasting her once, he was ready to be her personal simp.

She could step on him... as long as those same feet were over his shoulder seconds later.

He took a quick shower and went through his morning routine. He only put on his pyjama pants leaving his toned upper body on display setting off to find his omega.

He was surprised to find Saafeyah in his study holding a picture frame.