4°C

Woosung

It was all fun and games until you stole Sammy's phone and posted the story of him in his pajamas on the balkony and..the other one. You wanted to punish him for smoking and thought it was a good punishment since its around 4°C outside in Berlin.

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Okay okay, don't post babe. I won't smoke today, okay?" He says, still giggling while looking around if anyone sees him. It was early in the morning so not that many people walked around, especially not in this neighborhood. "I don't think that you'll listen to me tho" you say. After posting the video of him and turning on the selfie camera you take a picture of yourself.

You woke up a few minutes ago hearing him closing the balkony so you were still in some shorts and a matching bra. While turning the phone to woosung and pressing it against the window you must've pressed on 'post' by accident.

Still chuckling you looked up however Sam's smiling and confused face was gone and he almost looked mad. He changed from Sammy to Woosung. You looked at the phone and gasped as you saw the story loading but it was too late for you to abort. You still deleted the story afterwards but over 100 people have seen the picture by now.

As soon as you open the door with almost shakey hands he grabbed your jaw with one hand lifting your chin lightly and squeezing your cheecks together.

"I'm sorry?" You squeezed out but he shushed you.

The only thing you can do is look him straight in the eyes as he closes the door with the other hand. He then pushes you by your shoulder until your back touches the wall while still holding your face. He tugges at your fingers, taking the phone and checking the stories you've posted. After that he throws his phone on the soft carpet and cuppes your cheeks with both his hands. A smirk apperson his lips. You can feel his cold nose against your cheek as he lowers his face to your ears.

"Could you do me the favour and warm me up again?" He whispers. And then starts to kiss and suck on your neck. "Do you know how many people probably saw you like this? Took screens? Shared them to their thirsty friends?" His breath brushing against your skin as he asks in between his kisses.

"I-I've..I mean.. I've..deleted it" you gasped as his flat tongue trailed down your throat.
"You are mine and I really dislike sharing you, beautiful" he smiled against your breast, one hand reaching under your bra before pushing it up. His teeth brushed against your nipple softly, his lips following, sprinkling cold kisses over your chest. His hands now traced down your sides, the tickling making you flinch a little.
"Your hands are cold, sam"
You lock your fingers with his. He looks at you with a smile.
"Hm, wonder why.." he says sarcastically before giving you a peck on your nose and pulling you until he sits on the edge of the bed.

"Undress for me" he demands leaning back into his shoulders as he watches you pulling your shorts over your hip and letting them fall to the ground. He bites his lips, hunger covering his expression. You slip out of your bra, still covering your chest with your hands. Woosung gets up and pickes you up by your thighs, walking over to the bed where he places you on your back. He hovers above you, one knee in between your legs as he takes of his flannel shirt, throwing it to the side.

You stare at his flawless face and pull him in for a longer kiss. "I'm sorry, I pressed by accident" you apologize again. Woosungs still trying to kiss you as he strokes your hair. "It's okay, they can't get what I'm having right now. I'm still pretty cold tho.." he says while sitting up and blowing on his red fingers. "They are cold because you went to smoke..." you looked to the side slightly pouting. He chuckled and leaned in. Woosung analyzed your face as you was looking away. "Babe, look at me"
"I don't want to, you smell like cigarettes", you were pouting even more, almost throwing a fit.

"I won't repeat my self" his whispering voice echoed calmly in your ears. As you was about to turn your head to face him he slipped his hand in your panties, down your folds, placing one finger inside you. You felt how everything immediately went wet.
"You are not in the place right now to get mad at me babe" he says, his eyes still locked on you face. He slowly starts pushing his finger in and out making you breathe heavily. You close your eyes but Sammy pull out leaving you unsatisfied.
"Uh-uh, look at me, don't close your eyes"
You look up to him as he leans next to you, holding your head in his arm. He then slightly pushed his middle and ring finger inside you, making you slip out a moan as you try not to squeeze you eyes shut.

"Look how wet you are" he gestures you to look down. You see his veiny arm on your stomach, his hand disappearing under your white panties and his still clothed legs tangled with yours.

"Sammy" you look up, wanting him to continue, which he does. He gives you a peck on your forehead while increasing the pace of his thin fingers pumping into you. Your moans are getting out of control and you grab him by his arm in an attempt of slowing him or at least having a hold of something. He spreads you legs even more with his foot and kisses down your chest to your belly.

"I'm close, S-sam" you push your head back and move your hips up into his palm. He curls up his fingers inside you making you grab his hair while cumming all over the mattress. He pulls his hand out and rolls on top of you. You notice pearls of sweat on his nose and giggle.

"Not cold anymore huh?"