Silent

9. Secret

"Suri," he pulled away from her lips breathing heavily,"Slow down."

"But any of the guys could come back whenever they want to," she was skeptical and didn't want to get caught.

He grabbed her by the wrists to restrict her from trying to speed up the process. Suga pinned them behind her back and replied,"I don't care. I want to take my time."

"Okay," she slowly smiled,"...so what does this mean?"

"It's simple," he chuckled as if what he said was humorous. Suga pulled her against his chest and brought his face close to hers.

"You better keep this a secret," his voice in her ear sent chills down her spine,"Will you?"

She nodded obediently and they began their path to his bedroom. Suri looked between the two beds and was about to ask which belonged to him. Instead she was pushed onto the mattress closest to the door with Suga looming over her with hungry eyes.

He crawled over her body and kissed all over her neck. Even if he hated her, Suga still liked to know that he could make a girl moan with just his tongue. The noises escaping her lips were his reward. At first she was in a trance-like state before she snapped out of it and pushed him back.

"You better not be leaving any marks on me. If people see that I'll get into trouble," Suri put up an annoyed front but he knew she would crumble just from a slight breeze.

Suga removed her hands from his shoulders and locked them above her head using only one of his hands.

"You're in no position to be making commands now," a smile crept onto his face and it stunned her. The sight was new to her, she doubted if she had ever seen him not grumpy. But the smile struck a cord in her and she chose not to fight him with another useless discussion.

Though Suri was right. The manager would certainly be pissed if she showed up tomorrow with her neck obviously all marked up. So his only option was to not make it obvious. Besides, he would end up getting yelled at by her if she got yelled at by their manager.

He focused more on one area towards the back of her neck, a spot that could be hidden with her hair. Suga's free hand had a mind of its own and was trickling down her blouse to remove the buttons. Every time his chilling hands accidentally made contact on the sensitive skin covering her chest she would squirm.

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"Sugaaaaa!"

A voice called out excitedly from inside the house. The voice was unmistakably belonged to Namjoon who had arrived a little earlier that the two would've liked.

"Shit," Suga said leaping out of the bed. It had only been a few minutes since they had finished their business and now he was rushing to his clothes with lightning speed.

"What should we do?" Suri asked trying to gather herself just as quickly but with more difficulty. The room was filled with a maze of clothes and she was having trouble scouting out which of it belonged to her.

"I'll distract him and slow him down before he can get to the room," Suga replied already half dressed. He grabbed a random sweater and zipped it up quickly over his bare chest,"Make yourself look decent and like you didn't just have sex, alright?"

Suga stepped out of the room and slammed the door behind him as he rushed to greet Namjoon. Luckily he was still at the door taking off his shoes and jacket.

Namjoon's face brightened when he saw Suga round the corner. Suga felt a pang if guilt looking at the innocent smile from his friend.

"Hey, how was it?" Suga tried to keep a nonchalant attitude but acting was never his best skill.