~Woo Min~
I had my mouth on his neck, sucking hard enough to leave another mark, and his nails were digging into my shoulders like he wanted to rip my shirt off or push me away, I couldn't tell which. His body kept arching up into mine one second and then tensing the next, like he couldn't decide if he wanted this or not. I was so fucking hard I couldn't think straight, knot throbbing, rut screaming at me to flip him over and just take, but I kept it leashed. Barely.
Then he shoved at my chest, hard. "Get off."
I froze, lips still on his skin, breathing him in. Lifted my head slowly. "What?"
"I said get off." His voice was sharp again, that wall slamming back up. He twisted under me, trying to slide out. "This is stupid. I'm out."
"Are you fucking serious right now? Junho am I some sort of joke to you, why do you keep changing your mind and fucking me up, you know what fine… Fine! F. I. N. E!!"
"YES NOW LET ME OFF." He yelled.
