'You're toxic, I'm slipping under'
A random hookup with bass player Park Jisung sends Liang Xia into a downward spiral of toxic behaviors and salacious addictions.
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Baby, can't you see I'm calling? A guy like you should wear a warning It's dangerous, I'm falling
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"What look?" His voiced wavered.
He was getting flustered and that was exactly how she wanted him.
"That little innocent look you've got going on," she continued walking forward, slowly narrowing the gap between the two. "Acting like you don't want it when in reality you do. You want it. You want it more than anyone else."
Xia now stood right in front of the heavy-breathing man, his eyes widening as she reached up to the zipper of his gray hoodie.
"Oh, Jisung," she whispered sweetly, tone dripping in honey, "you play the game well, you really do."
He shivered at the cool touch of her fingertips as they traced along the exposed skin of his toned chest, unzipping the garment at a painstakingly slow pace.
Towel dropping to the floor in a careless daze.
"But you shouldn't play the game if you're too afraid to collect the prize."
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