Falling

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I hate how they always have to come to an end.

I pull away and sigh. 

I probably should do damage control...

"What is it?"

"Nothing." I stand and walk into the bathroom, assessing the marks he made in the mirror.

"How am I going to cover all of these up tomorrow?" I mumble, gently stretching my skin so I can get a better look at the parts of my neck hidden by the angle I'm facing.

"You don't have to, you know." I watch in the mirror as fluffy white and pink locks find a home tickling my left cheek and long, lean arms slip around my waist.

"I do, and you know it." I refuse to acknowledge his contact directly and instead stare at the bruise on my collarbone. "You have no self control."

Saeran leans into my neck and gently bites the skin there again, making my breath hitch and my eyes roll in newfound annoyance. "But you taste so good..." He murmurs, releasing the skin and darkening the mark that was previously there.

I blush. "No way. You need to stop it, you know."

He shakes his head, and I hold back a laugh as his feather-soft hair tickles my cheek a little more. "Never."

I roll my eyes and push him away. "You sure will."

"What if I don't want to?" Saeran whines, refusing to let go of me.

"You better. You'll learn to live with it."

He groans. "I thought you wanted me around."

I scoff in return. "Not if you're going to always be this perverted."

"Who said I was perverted?" Saeran finally releases me and leans against the doorframe, blocking my only exit. 

I turn to glare at him. "Me. Right now. Please move." I attempt to get around him, but he moves his arms so I can't escape. I let out an exasperated sigh. "What do I have to do to get you to let me out?"

He smirks and taps his lips. I roll my eyes and stretch on my toes to reach him, giving him a short peck before trying to get by. It doesn't work.

"Aw, come on, princess. There was no emotion in that one. I want a REAL one."

"Stop whining and let me leave, Saeran."

He smirks and reaches for the door behind him, closing it and bending his arm so his hand could comfortably reach the doorknob.

"You're an ass." I huff, slumping down to sit on the floor in front of him.

"What else is new?"

There's another pause.

"You can easily fix this, you know. Just do what I asked."

I glare up at him from my position on the floor. 

"Don't be so stubborn, princess."

I continue glaring.

"Fine, then. Be like that." He rolls his eyes.

I stand up, facing him again and take a step closer to him, letting him know that I mean business. I close the gap, and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't intense. I lightly bit his lip asking for entrance, and he let me in. I'm pissed enough that I don't let him even get to THINK about dominating and just do it myself, switching our positions, never breaking apart. When I finally do pull back for air, I'm standing where Saeran used to be and he is where I was. I smirk at his blushing face and gently shove him backwards.

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