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Winwin POV Next Day
"Okay, Munhee... y-you don't... have to... keep... ki-kissing my... ah... n-neck. I-I get y-you feel.. bad... ah... but I'm fine now and... ah... I have to get ready for... for work. My dad will kill me if I'm late, Munhee."
Something weird must have happened in Munhee's dream or she feels extremely guilty about yesterday because she woke up horny. She's kissing my neck while her warm body sits on my body. It feels good and all but I have to go to work and I don't want to be late.
Munhee pulls off her shirt. Oh god. "But I want you now..." Munhee finally said with a pouty look. "Don't you want me?"
I blush before raising my head to avoid eye contact with her. "Sorry, I can't." I quickly sat up. "Maybe after I come back?"
Munhee rolls off me. "When Dohee's awake?" she asked.
I bit my lip and stood up. "Oh, right..." I walked over to the closet to get my work jumpsuit. "Why are you even awake so early? Do you really feel that guilty?"
"Yes, very. I made you feel bad about yourself."
I grab my jumpsuit. "Well, I don't need pity kisses..."
"Actually," Munhee chuckled awkwardly. "It was supposed to turn into sex-"
"What?!" I shout.
"Shh," Munhee furrowed her brows. "You're going to wake up Dohee, Winwin."
"Sorry, I'm just shocked. I thought you said you wanted to wait until I was twenty-one?"
"Yeah, but I also said I was going to stop bringing up your age, and doesn't that mean I have to stop caring about that stupid rule of mine?" she asked.
"I guess but," I sat next to her on the bed. "I don't want you to have sex with me just because you feel guilty. I want you to actually want to have sex with me. No pity."
"I do want to have sex with you again but I guess you're right about it being more towards the pity side..."
"Then I say we wait," Winwin said, grabbing his work shoes from under the bed. "We'll know when the moment is right."
"I agree," Munhee nods. "I'm glad we had this talk. I feel like a bit of pressure is off my shoulder."
"How so?" I ask.
"I don't know," Munhee shrugs. "I know you love me and all but sometimes I just feel like... like that's what you mainly want from me..."
