If only God and the law could forgive one murder, Park Jay would be dead by now, all by the graciousness of Yang Jungwon.
Their parents were business accomplices and long term friends but that never aided to the relation they shared and the hatred...
I sincerely felt bad for what I did to Jungwon. I did want a good laugh out of it but not till such an extreme extent. Mind you, he was a straight A student who had never caused trouble with anyone but because of me, he had to suffer detention and that too, for the very first time. I was already guilt tripping and Nishimura's hateful stare just added to the chaos rummaging through my heart.
Drinks with Jungwon wasn't a bad idea after all. It would silently allow me to spend a little more time with him and I'm sure, it meant no harm to anyone. It was just the tension that sparked between us that got me tripping...
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He sat ever so elegantly on the sofa, patiently waiting for me to arrive with the drinks he had bought. What a courteous little angel.
His hair were partly wet from the evening showers he took, just adding to his visuals. His outfit was simplistic yet so stunning that I almost forgot to blink.
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He wore a black vest paired with a black net cardigan and beige trousers. He did appeal a bit fancy for a drinks night but I wasn't complaining, given that, how snatched his physique seemed. That petite waist, party short stature, feminine body and waistline with the baby fat was driving me insane. It should be illegal to look this good.
I sat beside him after dimming the lights and played the movie. "What movie is this?", he asked, grabbing a can of beer. "Dunno. It was in my recommendations.", I replied, helping myself with a can. It was something called, '365 Days' and Jake had been after me that how I should really watch that movie with my parents. It felt weird so I brushed it off but decided to play it today.
Boy, was it a wrong idea...
Not even two seconds into the movie and already my hall was filled with moans, grunts, skin slapping sounds and all sorts of lewd noises. I gave Jungwon a stare to find him already staring at me. "I-I think I should change-" he cut me off mid sentence,"Don't mind. I like it."
Horror clouded my face as I zoned out."HE LIKES IT?", I internally screamed. His statement kept ringing in my head, so much so, it was difficult for me to focus on the movie.
What sort of a movie was this even? I did not remember downloading a p*rn show but that's what it was. I began sweating like a pig, losing count of how many beers I had already gulped down. "I'll get the AC..." I could've done anything to get out of that situation and God forbid, I was grateful that my parents were not home. I took a peek at Jungwon to find him immensely engaged in the movie. I mean, I knew about his 'secret' and maybe that was it. He did enjoy watching p*rn and I wasn't complaining.
My body was misbehaving and going against my will for it felt like it had caught on fire. I wanted to tear off my clothes and just lie down with the AC blasting but of course, I couldn't. Not when Jungwon was me....under the same roof.
I doused down a couple more beers, my vision finally blurring. Oh yeah, the alcohol was acting up and my mind was going hazy. I looked over my shoulder and realised that Jungwon had taken his cardigan off, revealing his bare, silky smooth shoulders for my personal viewing. The alpha in me wanted to eat them up so good, that not even the bone remained. He must've felt my hot and drunken stare, ready to pounce at him that he shifted his face towards my side. "What's wrong?", I remember him sounding drowsy. Maybe, the alcohol had hit him too.
I don't really know what happened to me that I lifted his tiny body before seating him on my lap with something in between my legs, throbbing uncontrollably. I dipped my head in his neck and starting nibbling on his soft skin. Gosh, he was so smooth that it almost felt like I had bitten into butter. A wince escaped his quivering lips as he tilted his head to provide me with better access.
What a good boy.
"You're tamer than usual.", I let out a growl at his statement. Was he challenging me?
My teeth sunk into his skin and the moans turned into cries, almost in an instant. "Ouch-", he yelped. "That's what you get for speaking out of turn.", I grunted when his hips began moving, as if, caressing me to slow down. "Not gonna work.", I detached my teeth from his skin before I tore his top with one swift movement, making him gasp at my sudden cold touch. "I was being considerate but I guess you still deserve the harsh treatment.", I yanked off the black belt that he was wearing before fisting it tightly around my hand.
I tucked his hands behind his now naked back as I tied them together with a rough gentleness. Proceeding further, I admired his torso and when I say it was fucking gorgeous, I wasn't exaggerating. How I had wished to see him like this; helpless, vulnerable but under my care and my care only. "Not another soul should see what I had seen", that's what my ego screamed.
I grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head behind, earning myself a melodious cry. It wasn't a literal cry but a cry of pain mixed with pleasure. "Enjoying much?", I smirked at his vulnerability. He just nodded in response, irritating me.
I grabbed onto his mouth before turning it towards me. "I only accept words, honey."
"C'mon, speak up?", I sounded dangerously calm and practically felt a sudden shiver in his body. "Y-Yes.", he answered. "What a diligent boy, I own.", I caressed his clothed thigh, sensing a pleasing shiver. I wanted to be impactful and was achieving it, commendably.
"Let's take this to the room, shall we?", I lifted his body in bridal style, before marching towards my bedroom.
No matter what the consequences would be, I was gonna wreck him good.
