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"You're making me a boy with love...."
a/n: first things first, Trigger warnings; <!> contains sexual content (rape) So if you're sensitive to any topic such, better avoid this chapter. 🔥 Secondly, I'm more than happy to announce that this chapter is a collaboration with BeautifulxYoongimy dear friend. Someone who's a pro at writing lemonies hehe... you gotta checkout her books as well Thirdly; I was working on some new book covers for my friends these days(go look @ the chapter "good enough?") so I was thinking maybe I should open a 'cover shop' What do you think ? I'm eager to know Fourthly; I'm gonna publish another book(apart from the cover shop idea) But not a fanfic and meanwhile I'll tell you what it's gonna be ~ Sighs... So without further ado let's move on to the chapter... enjoy~ ♥️♥️♥️♥️
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With that he propelled me sending me to loose my balance and desperately topple on to the cold hard ground.
His hands slipped into the pockets that was in either side of his jeans. The light emitting from the bulb illuminated his face. Those sea- deep dimples As he laughed heinously looking at me hungry for more. He licked his lips as if he was enjoying the taste of what they came in contact before.
The energy level that my body owned decreased by the minute due to engaging in the hustle. I laid on the floor with my elbows forcing against the ground,hoping to not collapse completely in a sitting- laying position.
Namjoon walked towards me step by step as I still backed up gliding myself backwards on the floor still not willing to feel himself on me.
Within the next couple of minutes he knelt down right next to my exhausted trunk.
His hands came out from their temporary hideout; the two pockets. Namjoon's slender,long fingers crept across the skin of my neck down in towards my chest.
He's lips crooked upwards forming a smile as he felt my skin tensing with his touch. Taking that as an advantage he took chances to glide his fingers around my bra. Feeling my personal organs, wallowing the contact of my tender breasts through the lacy material.
He needs no reasons to misbehave. Soon enough,his fingers slipped inside my bra feeling my bare skin with his warm hands. thrusting them with pressure,teasing my nipples.
My skin crawled with nausea. My heart beat raised just as the pressure of his hands on my body. My lips felt chapped and dry. I winced in pain.
