선키. SACRIFICE

SACRIFICE : secret santa pt2 🔞

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[ WARNING : heated scene ]

Once the others finally left, shutting the door behind them with knowing smirks, the atmosphere shifted. The warmth of the room seemed heavier now, and Sunoo was all too aware of the fact that he was still on Ni-ki's lap.

Letting out a dramatic sigh, he flopped backward against Ni-ki's chest. " I can't believe they just handed me over like some kind of package, " he muttered, trying to mask his flustered state with irritation.

Ni-ki chuckled, his grip on Sunoo's waist tightening slightly—just enough to make him feel it. " I don't mind though, " he murmured, his voice lower, smoother, almost teasing as his lips hovered near Sunoo's ear.

Sunoo swallowed, his body tensing at the sudden change in tone. The way Ni-ki's breath brushed against his skin made a shiver run down his spine, and he hated how obvious his reaction was. " You're so cringy, " he scoffed, shifting slightly in an attempt to create space between them.

The movement only caused him to sink further into Ni-ki's embrace, the warmth of the younger's body pressing against his in a way that had his heartbeat stuttering.

" You like it, though, " Ni-ki mused, his fingers beginning to trace slow, deliberate circles along Sunoo's waist. It was light, teasing, like he was testing just how far he could push.

Sunoo sucked in a breath, trying desperately to ignore the warmth spreading through his body. He needed to shift the conversation, to regain some control. " Mmm... I don't know, " he started, forcing himself to sound unaffected. " Maybe I should just leave right now. "

That was the final straw.

In a swift motion, Ni-ki flipped them over, pressing Sunoo into the couch as he hovered over him. The plushie tumbled from his grasp, forgotten as the older' breath caught in his throat.

" Not a chance, " Ni-ki murmured, his voice dropping to something deeper, something that sent an involuntary shudder through Sunoo's body.

" Y-You're so annoying.. " Sunoo stammered, refusing to meet his gaze. His lips parted slightly, but no words came out. His heart was hammering in his chest, loud enough that he was sure Ni-ki could hear it.

" Maybe I should punish you for even thinking about leaving me, " Ni-ki murmured, holding Sunoo's wrist and bringing his hand to glide down his own neck, a touch so light it sent a rush of heat straight to the boy's cheeks.

The older opened his mouth to argue, but before he could get a word out, Ni-ki suddenly shifted, pressing himself closer. Their legs tangled together, and Sunoo's breath hitched as the weight of the younger pressed down on him in a way that felt far too intimate.