Your fingers trembled as they reached for your lips. "Y-you stole... stole my first kiss," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. Tears welled up in your eyes. He watched you intently, a smirk playing on his lips. The thought that he was the first to experience such intimate moments with you brought him a sense of satisfaction. "Glad to be your first," he said, his voice low and husky. "And I intend to be your last." ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs
More details