SATAN | m.yg & k.th

~7~

He did some kind of magic to my vagina. I certainly did not expect this, but I didn't say I certainly didn't want this.

"Are you real?" I questioned him.

He popped up on the side of my bed.

His eyes still red as always, but this time he had a more casual vibe to him, not really anything vulgar, explicit, or rough.

"Nope," he simply replied.

"Then why..-" I began speaking, but Satan had cut me off.

"There is no why. This is fiction, baby girl," he said as he rubbed the inside of my thigh...

I was shaking every time he touched me.

"Can you give me any type of explanation?" I was hoping.

He chuckled, and hovered above me.He moved his lips towards my neck, and the last thing I expected was for him to bite it.

He pulled away leaving my skin tingling with pain. "You wished to be submissive for once in your life," he then grabbed my face roughly, and pressed his lips against mine, but instead of kissing me, he bit my lip.

"So here I am."

And then he disappeared... again.

I was left with tingling sensation on my neck, and blood dripping from my bottom lip. I never expected to be turned on by being bit to a bloody wound like that before. But this time I felt such excitement in my stomach to have these marks on my body that I just had wished he'd come back now, and fuck me.

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"Ouch...," I whined after coming back to my normal state of mind.

I slid my hand across my wound, only to find out that it was bleeding really badly.

I was unaware of how bad it was until I didn't get off my bed, and walked over to the bathroom mirror.

"Holy fuck," I gasped as I saw what he caused upon me.

And I didn't expect this but...

it looked just like the one that Mr. Kim had.

Now that's when I knew.... that woman that came out of his office with smudged "lipstick".... was just Satan.

In disguise?

~~~~~~~~~~In Training

"Okay, girl. You really think you know too much. Don't make me fire you right before the big case," Taehyung; roughly, half sarcastically, told off one of my 'co-workers(whom I've never met)'.

After that mini rage which; I found super attractive in him, somehow funny... I didn't really find his tone too serious; he came up to me.

"Cutie pie stop sitting around like my grandma," he yet again with a sarcastic tone, and clearly an annoyed face told ME off.

I giggled a bit, and grabbed my boxing gloves.

"Don't laugh. I'm pissed as shit right now," he shook his head and sighed as he was putting HIS on.

"Sir, you are cute when you are mad. Did anyone tell you that?"

"Yes. You did," he then replied, and got in some kind of boxing position which I was not expecting.

For an odd reason, I felt some kind of friendly comfortableness grow between me and my boss. Or was that just my imagination?

"Enough talking, let's get down to business."

Okay. Hot boss came out again.

Fuuuckk.

~~~~~~~~Later that evening