UNCANON//WOOSAN//fluff & smut (ONGOING)

***K/F*** F*cking Jealous [part 2 of 2]

Oh "boo hoo" I guess. Poor San having to deal with such a boyfriend that LOVES to tease him to his heart's desire. He's probably trying to make you feel bad for him, telling you how he's teaching me a lesson.

Well fuck that. How about "poor woo" eh? How about the shit HE'S having to deal with right now just because his man decided to "teach him a lesson" or something. And not just because I teased him on purpose. (I mean I did, but for a different reason, I'll get into it in a second). How about "Woo has to deal with San most of the time".

He'll never tell you that. Always drawing that attention to himself like the selfish narcissist he is. The REAL truth of what's been happening was that San was, quite literally, CARELESSLY allowing random men and women to approach him, flirt with him, and leave. He CARELESSLY allows these people to complement him, flirt back, then take my hand and continue on our walk.

Sorry...BUT U HAVE A BOYFRIEND...and he has feelings. And your NOT single.

Urghhh!

I know he thinks just because of his looks and style he'll get away with shit. Well...not anymore.

Wanna know why?
Well, my guys, girls, gays, and theys...IM THE ONE TEACHING HIS SLOW ASS A FUCKING LESSON.

How the tables have turned, and I know what you're thinking...but stick with me, the tea gets juicier. I told of my shit to some of our close friends and they decided to help me on my plan. Together, I started flirting with some of these people, quite spontaneously, just to prove and show to him, how I've been feeling. To show the man I decide to call my boyfriend how cocky and sparatic he's become. Surprise, surprise, guess he doesn't like it. Huh...interesting.

He was more tame at the beginning, but as I continued flirting with our friends, he got more and more possessive. Good for him I guess. (Sadly...good for me also, as I realized that I was into him being rough...so part of the plan went off the rails).

Now...let's get to the present.

I told myself, today I would do it one last time, and after we finish our at home business...I was gonna tell him the fucking hell I've been through been through mentally  and tell him I was striking back.

YEAH WELL GUESS THATS NOT HAPPENING because I LITERALLY can't breathe with the fucking gag he shoved in my mouth. And that shit was on tight...TIGHT tight, he strapped it on behind my head with like superglue or something I swear.

I know your thinking, "Woo just take it off, what's the big deal? Take it off and yell at him about your feelings".

Oh my god, thank you. Thank you, you saved me, what would've I've done without you?

YOU THINK I DIDNT WANT TO???
YOU THINK ITS THAT SIMPLE???

For 1, I'd break the "rules" that we set in stone. For 2...I don't know if this guy told you or not...frankly I don't care.

BUT MY HANDS WERE LOCKED IN HANDCUFFS BEHIND MY BACK, and not those fake ones, or kinky ones...no why? That'd be too simple for someone like San. WHY HE HAD TO PUT ME IN ACTUAL REAL METAL HANDCUFFS.

So no, yeah I would've kicked his ass by now if not for the bullshit. (I'd probably make up with him later in the day...he's impossible to stay mad at...but I'd still drop kick him in self defense).

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I remember him standing off the bed to take off his pants, turning his back to me. Being propped up with a pillow, I had a front seat to his back view...damn I almost lost focus. So muscular and big, kinda like his d-...

"No focus" I told myself. Luckily, I wasn't too turned on and my...neighbor...had relaxed himself, so at least my thoughts were clear. I looked up at San again, who seemed to be taking his time undressing. I think he forgot just how flexible I was as, I finally managed to thread my arms over my head, grabbing hold of the gag, and pulling hard at it, until it snapped off. The sound wasn't too loud, but loud enough to get San's attention who turned around. He saw what I did, and immediately stormed towards me.