Sangwoo could spend days like this, his face buried in a pair of Bum's dirty underwear, drinking in Bum's essence like it was his lifeline. Sangwoo groaned as he felt himself harden in his pants for the third time. It was amazing how something like an article of clothing could make him so lightheaded. Make him fall apart. He should have left. He should have left hours ago, but there was something about being in Bum's home, surrounded by everything Bum, that made him want to stay forever.
Sangwoo inhaled deeply again, the musk filling him to the brim. He flinched and choked back a moan as he came in his pants, waves of pleasure washing over him. He didn't even need to touch himself that time. Basking in the afterglow of his orgasm, Sangwoo glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
'4:00', it read. Bum would be back soon and Sangwoo didn't want to arouse suspicion. Reluctantly, Sangwoo rose from Bum's bed, taking care to make sure nothing was out of place. Then, he stuffed Bum's boxers into his coat pocket and walked out into the hallway, locking the door behind him. He didn't bother to look back into the dilapidated apartment. He'd be back again tomorrow.
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Erotomania (Killing Stalking fanfic)*DISCONTINUED*
FanficThe first time Sangwoo had laid eyes on Yoon Bum, he knew they were meant to be together. Too bad that Bum doesn't think so. (An AU in which Sangwoo is still a serial killer but is also a stalker, and Bum is just a guy who's trying to get his life...
