It filled your nose and made you grimace, almost making you want to heave into the air hanging below you, but you didn't.
You knew he was around here somewhere, well you didn't exactly know, but there was no chances to take, you didn't want to make him angry.
It was dark, like it always was, he never wanted you to see him, but he wanted to see you, so the blindfold was placed over your eyes, and then you were reduced to a few senses to try and detect exactly where he was, where he went, what he was grabbing.
Your bound hands chaffed at each other lightly, and you knew you'd have to explain how your wrists got those bright red marks again to all the concerned faces, but that was the least of your worries, because as the smell of rusted metal and deep cologne filled your lungs, you didn't know where he was, and that's what almost had you crying out on the floor, begging him to come back out, to stop keeping you waiting, but you knew Jaebum, and you knew he wouldn't be giving you any upper hand anytime soon
You couldn't tell if it had been minutes or hours, but you couldn't feel your wrists anymore, and your previous sobs had been deduced to nothing but soft breaths coming evenly from your lips that were red from you gnawing on them, which you knew was going to get you in trouble, but you didn't care, you were suffocating by yourself and he knew that, it was your punishment.
Every small noise warranted your attention, and change in the still air of the room had you on edge. He could've been sitting right in front of you the entire time, or somewhere else, far away, your existence forgotten to him, and you fidgeted again, top teeth worrying your bottom lip as you started to peel at some of the skin on to distract yourself from your uncomfortable position.
"Stop that."
Jumping a little bit, your underwear clad ass hit the cold ground and pulled at your tied wrists and you winced underneath your blindfold, partly from the pain, and from the harsh way Jaebum had spit his words out. You wanted to ask him how long he had been there, watching you, but you kept your mouth shut, afraid if you started to talk, you'd scream.
"Look, your lips are bleeding now." He deadpanned at you, and you could tell he was close, closer than he had been in the beginning and you wanted to pull your blindfold up to see him, but you held back.
You felt a light breath ghost over your face, and you struggled to keep the whine that wanted to come out inside of you, while keeping your body in place, no matter how much it was burning to move closer to the source.
"Don't you remember when I told you to stop doing that, princess?"
You seethed under the breath that was hitting you, your skin flaring up from his proximity as you whined a little bit, feeling his shirt ghost up against your skin as he sat.
His hand made its way to your side, your exposed skin warming under his cool rough hand as you tingled, rubbing your thighs together as lightly as you could, as to not anger Jaebum.
"My poor baby, should I clean it up for you?" His mouth was too close, too close for you to contain the whine that began to milk out from your throat, and you heard him chuckle for a second at your neediness, before you heard his shirt brush against his side, and your cheek was met with a rough sting as the sound of his skin connecting to your already heated face made you cry out, the brunt force of his hand causing your face to jerk in the opposite direction before he drew his hand back again.
"Cute, you really thought I was going to kiss you." He was mocking you, laughing as you felt some of the blood that wasn't from your lip anymore seep inside of your wet mouth, and it was almost too much as it mixed with the coppery tinge the room had.
