Poly pushed me roughly, making me trip on my foot and fall hard on my butt. I refused her nicely, but it seemed she cannot take no for an answer. She has been wooing me for weeks now, and I kept on saying I was not interested.
Now, here in this empty storage room, she had me cornered, and slowly crawling above me to settle herself on my lap. Grabbing me harshly by my collar, she pulled my face closer to crash her lips onto mine. My hands held her shoulders to try to push her back, but slowly her kisses were becoming intoxicating that I became powerless to stop.
In all honesty, my sex life became dry eversince I met Mia. But it wasn't bothersome. When you love someone, sex isn't a priority, especially with the situation we were both in. We may look like we are okay, but our minds are still fighting for sanity every single day.
And sensual things must be avoided when I am with Mia. We both do not need a repeat of what I did.
Have my sexual desires for Mia disappeared?
No. They instensify every single day.
How come I have not attacked her yet again? I guess I've lived with that desire everyday that slowly I got immune to it, that I could control it.
Why can I control it?
I love her. I love her with all my heart.
I was able to muster some strength to pull away from Poly's grasp, but I wished I acted sooner. Mia had a slump of books sprawled at her feet, tears were forming in the brim her eyes as she gave me the saddest expression.
"Oh I'm so sorry. I thought this room was empty," she uttered as she gave me a weak smile.
She did not even bother to pick up her things as she turned abruptly to leave us. I muttered a sorry to Poly, as I pushed past her to run after Mia.
As I caught up with her, I grabbed her wrist, spun her around to face me,
"Mia, I'm sorry you had to see that, but I need you to listen."
She held back her tears and smiled, but struggling to free herself from my grip.
"Why did you leave her there? Please go back to her, it's rude to leave a girl that-"
"You don't understand, just let me explain..."
She squirmed. I think I may have held her too tightly, as she rubbed her free hand over the spot where I gripped her tight.
"Hey, you don't need to explain anything. I get it."
"No you don't-"
"Yoongi, go back to her. Please don't waste your time on me."
"Mia..."
She walked away, never looked back.
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Save Me Break Me || MYG
Fanfiction"Arms up, Mia." I held her sweater above her head, the neck and arm holes ready for her just to slip in. "I am perfectly capable of getting dressed on my own, Yoongi..." "C'mon. Please?" She obliged, her hands raised in the air. I slid the armholes...
