sien's ink

happiness is a warm gun ᯓ‎𝄞 ˎˊ˗

⋆˚࿔ not a jane doe, please sing me a lullaby tonight࿔⋆˚

poison bottles all over the wooden floorִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐ִֶָ⋆˚

tw: religious corruption, non/dubcon, manipulation, sacrificial themes, parental abandonment, power imbalance, mention of suicide and superstition, food play, threesome. reposting from my old blog

*last post until i abandon this blog

"you bring nothing but bad luck to us. you need to be saved and purified. until then, we are not going to keep you."

those hurtful words escape from your mother's mouth. turning 19 this year, you are growing up in a household that is obsessed with superstitions. you want to escape, but not by getting sacrificed to a respected and well-known son of a pastor in your small town who also works as an acolyte in a villeazi st. church.

"how could you sell them to me, mother? i am your one and only daughter !" "father, please don't do this to me too!"

your tears run down your pale cheeks as you look at your parents, seeking sympathy, on your knees begging. in front of you, there's a twin, the acolytes. you know these young men very well. besides them famous for being a twin son of a pastor, they are known for their pretty face; freshly sculpted by a god himself, and for being smart and pious. leehan and taesan are their names.

"shhh, sweetie don't get your mother wrong. this is just a process of purifying. it takes at least two years, and after that, you can return to us, you'll stop bringing misfortune, and you'll be free from sin forever!"

your father told you as he pushed you to the twin. leehan caught you and pulled you slowly into his embrace.

"we are ready to help your young princess. her sin is our responsibility. allow us to bring her with us."

taesan uttered, looking at you before at your parents. your parents nodded and smiled in unison. it seems that they're possessed. how could a parent sacrifice their daughter for believing stupid and nonsensical superstitions?

*

"how could your parents call you bad luck while you're as pure as milk, hmm?"

taesan questioned as he examined your body from head to toe. he crawled closer to you until your nose and his slightly touched. seeing you getting tied at the frame bed, excited him so much that he didn't care about the sin he would get soon. leehan, on the other hand, admired you at the edge of your bed.

"my father said, to clean your soul, to get rid of that misfortune, you should get rid of this poor dress,"

taesan whispered as his fingers traveled from your neck down to your cleavage, then to your thigh, before his finger landed right at your entrance, making you feel an entire goosebump. your tears once again drop, fear is dominating you. your eyes locked with taesan's for a while, and you can see those lustful gazes in him. you pray to god, begging for help but it doesn't seem useful because the one who is supposed to help you get closer to god, is the one who corrupts you and makes you wonder if god loves you or not. "

"but this is a sin. there is no such a thing in a bible-"

"shhh, don’t fight it. we are the ones who will cleanse you, purify you. surrender to us."

taesan then signaled his twin to join him on the bed. leehan without hesitation, took his robe off and crawled to you. taesan chuckled, watching his twin being desperate for you.

"this method only works for pretty girls like you. do you know how much those poor and filthy girls want to be purified by us? you're lucky,"

leehan uttered as he removed your clothes and underwear one by one. you never felt so exposed before, leading you to cry even more. you can feel leehan's hands cupping your breast while taesan gently enters his fingers inside you. you feel other strange feelings inside you.

"awww, it seems that not your cheeks are wet but your pretty pussy also."

taesan teased. watching taesan fingering you, leehan feels more aroused. he grabbed your chin to kiss your lips. he then entered his tongue into your mouth without any warning making you uncomfortable. you feel so fragile. you can't do anything but think how good it is to die rather than be treated like a slut and toy. you can feel his saliva dripping onto your chest. leehan's other hand went down to your pussy, playing with your clit. the touch of those twins makes you moan a little bit.

"you sound so angelic, princess."

"this is only the beginning. you're not fully clean yet."

leehan said as he grabbed a bottle of milk beside you before pouring it on your body. your body is fully covered with body and you noticed that the milk slowly pouring down to your pussy. taesan without hesitation, inserts his tongue and licks you clean, making you moan uncontrollably meanwhile, leehan licks your entire body and even sucks your skin until it leaves some marks.

taesan noticed that you are about to cum therefore he asked leehan to enter his finger while he is eating you out. your eyes roll back at taesan's tongue and leehan's fingers inside you. you begged them to stop but they fuck you even faster than before until you felt something released inside of you. those twins stopped as they feel your cum on them. leehan and taesan take turns kissing your pussy and your whole body. you feel your legs shaking; you never feel tired by just doing nothing in bed.

tw: possessive themes, noncon fixation, religious delusion, implied murder and kidnapping, graphic violence, stalking/obsessive dddne

cw: noncon, manipulation, coercion, orgasm denial, mention of humiliation (reposting for that one anon from my old blog <3)

you can't sleep whenever a thunderstorm happens. if you tend to sleep during this weather, you will have nightmares. moreover, due to some reason, the sound of lightning striking here and there in the air triggers you so much. therefore, you can't sleep alone and need someone to accompany you.

and fortunately, you have kim gyuvin. he is your housemate. at first, you were hesitant to live together with a guy that is also a stranger, but realizing there's no other cheaper rental house around your university, you agreed. well, he is a good guy, though. he never does something that bothers you. in fact , he cooks for you most of the time, cleans up the house, and sometimes drives you to classes.

and that's when you and gyuvin getting closer day by day.

it was raining cats and dogs; lightning started to strike without warning. you hate this so much. gyuvin already knows that you can't sleep alone whenever this happens, so he knocks on your door.

"hey, are you okay? want me to accompany you?"

you can't really hear him due to the heavy rain sounds. you walk out from your bed, wanting to ask gyuvin to sleep with you, only for him already standing in front of your door. "i was just thinking about asking you to come." you pulled gyuvin's hand and brought him to your bed. gyuvin almost laughs at how you're so gullible and easy to trust him. if only you knew how fucked up gyuvin is despite him doing most of the house chores. "is it okay if i actually sleep on your bed?" you nodded. you don't have any single bad thoughts when it comes to gyuvin. you pulled out your blanket and covered both you and gyuvin together. "i trust you." gyuvin just nodded. "can you really sleep, though? the lightning is way too strong currently."

"maybe."

you shut your eyes and face the wall. you're hoping that the rain and thunderstorm will stop as soon as possible. meanwhile gyuvin, hoping for the other way round. he's been wanting to gain your trust since the first time he met you. he's been wanting to touch you since the first time you helped him do the dishes. your soapy hands slightly brushed with him, leading him to be flustered. he did your laundry in silence so he could sniff your undies. he pretending to be nice so he can have your trust. and he finally got it. the only thing he wants now is to ruin you in your sleep.

there's no sign for the rain to stop. another thing about you is you can't handle cold weather that well. noticing that your body is trembling a little bit, gyuvin moves closer to you as his hand wraps around your waist. you were surprised, but you didn't react nor say anything since you kind of need warmth right now. his hug was cozy and warm. his scent is lingering inside your nose. he smells so good, you thought. and the rain is getting heavier. gyuvin is getting harder. your body fits perfectly in his embrace. he wonders if your ass and pussy are perfect for his dick and fingers too. your long hair brushes on his nose and lips, leading to him biting his lips. he feel the need to enter you now. he can't wait any longer.

his fingers slowly travelled from your waist to underneath your pyjamas. his other hand gently lands on your thigh before giving it a soft squeeze, leading you to gasp a little. "gyuvin what are you doing?"

he can't really hear you well since the sound of rain is taking over. but one thing he knows is you didn't resist. that's a sign for him to keep on touching you. meanwhile you already feel a tad bit uncomfortable, but your body says otherwise. you shut your eyes and mouth tightly, knowing there's no use for you to say no anymore. gyuvin couldn't hear you. but he can feel your wetness. he can feel your goosebumps under his touch. he can sense your fear under the blanket.

"gyuvin, stop."

you firmly stated as your hand pushed his hand away when you noticed he sneakily inserted his fingers inside your undies. a slight smirk formed on his lips. "oh, don't be harsh on me." gyuvin whispered. he wants you to beg instead of being rude towards him. maybe he should teach you to be obedient.

"you took my gentleness for granted. do you want me to hurt you?"

"no, please. i'm sorry."

"good."

you were resisting his touch, but your pussy was already wet. gyuvin found you silly. he insert his fingers into you, slowly thrusting in until your pussy grips onto his fingers. your tears pricked on each thrust. if it was painful and sinful, why would your body feel this good under his touch? you grip your sheet tightly, biting your lips, preventing yourself from moaning. gyuvin's teeth sink into your neck, his tongue and teeth taking turns sucking and licking you. you finally give in. his name escaped from your mouth. gyuvin can't hold himself anymore. he has been gentle with you most of the time. the time for him to be his actual self has arrived. he took off your blanket, forcing your body to face the ceiling instead of the wall. you look better under him instead of sideways. "gyuvin!"

"shhh, don't make me go hard on you. i promise you it won't hurt."

your lips tremble in fear as gyuvin take off your pajamas, revealing your naked body. he is in awe. pretty, just like how he imagines. he takes your wrists, pinning both of them only by using one hand. he leans in closer to your face as his other fingers roam over your chest. his tip is already pressed on your entrance ."this is the only time i want you to repay me for everything i did for you over these past months. unless you want to leave and find a new house"

you're stuck. you have no other option but to obey him. you nodded your head; vision was already blurry from your tears. gyuvin kiss your tears before his lips moved to yours, planting a soft kiss before his tongue forcefully entered yours. he broke that kiss for a second to strip himself off before he positioned himself to enter you.

"i'll be gentle, i promise."

he said, half whispered as he shoved his dick inside you.

"fuck,you're so tight"

his dick was bigger than you would have thought, thus you started to scream and cry. he took your hands and put them on his shoulder; he kissed your tits before going to your ear to tell you that he is going to take care of you. he also said that the pain you feel right now is temporary and you'll feel good after this. you nodded your head in surrender. his thrusts are going more rough, deeper, and faster so that you can feel your bedsheet is almost ripped. you keep on moaning his name until your body was tense, legs shaking as if they would give out any second soon. your fingers dig into gyuvin's back, as deep as him inside you. when your pussy started to clench around his dick, he stopped pounding. he leaned down, lips brushing against yours.

"i would let you cum if you wouldn't be harsh on me,"

gyuvin stated as he gives you a final brutal thrust, leading you to sigh loudly. your body arches and empties as you're trembling like death, not due to the coldness of the weather but gyuvin. maybe this is your lesson to not sleep with anyone even when you're scared. and maybe this is your sign to not be his housemate anymore. and you should never trust innocent-looking guy from now on.

btw I love your writing style and the content you write so please don’t listen to the hate comments <333

awww anon i'm so sorry i never delete it just put it on private on my old blog. but i will repost it here just for you dear don't worry

my exact reaction after someone told me they love my specific work even it's an old one:

my exact reaction afterreading your comforting words and praise:

you always wake up from sleep with odd marks on your body. sometimes, it was on your neck, or chin, or thigh, or cheeks. you thought it was just a mosquito bite, but it never hurt or itched.

tonight, you decided to not sleep so you can know where and how you get those random, pink marks. you walked down to your kitchen to make some coffee. even though you dislike coffee, you decided to make it so you can stay up. you take a macchiato sachet and pour it in your mug. as you stir your coffee, you get goosebumps out of nowhere. you feel as if someone is watching from every angle. you took a quick glance at every area of your kitchen, but no one was there. you immediately finish your coffee on the spot. you didn't care about the hotness of the coffee, leading to your tongue burning. what matters now is you want to go to your bed as soon as possible.

"i don't care i just want to sleep now fuck the coffee i don't care i'll force myself to sleep."

you whispered to yourself and sprinted to your bedroom. unfortunately, you missed a few steps on the stairs, leading you to fall down. you moan in pain. your right foot has been slowly turning blue since it got sprained. you try your best to stand up but fail. at this point, you really hope someone can help you to carry you to your bedroom, as you can't walk right now.

and it seems like what you wanted is granted. you heard someone knocking on your door. your heart skipped a beat. actually, multiple beat. bad scenarios started to play in your head, making your paranoia worsen. what makes it worse is you forgot to lock your door; anytime the unknown that knocked on your door can burst into your house.

"god please help me."

you were too weak to stand up. it's just a sprain, but somehow it feels like your leg is getting cut off; you can't even stand. "who are you?!" you yelled out loud, hoping that the unknown heard you. no one is replying. you're getting scared. your body started to sweat, and your legs became shaky. your breath is trembling.

"it's just me, your neighbor. i heard a thud from your house, that's why i came."

"oh my god, taesan?! you're scaring me!"

it was the boy next door who moved in six months ago. taesan is his name. you guys are the same age, but you both didn't go to the same college. in fact, you never know what taesan is up to. he is way too quiet and barely going out. so, seeing him actually go out from his house only to check up on you is definitely ridiculous.

"ridiculous."

"what?"

"nothing. hold on me. i'll carry you."

you were in pain, so you couldn't really react. thus, you just nodded weakly without saying anything, and you held onto taesan's shoulder. in just a minute, you're already on your bed.

"thanks, taesan."

he just smiled as a response. and that's your first time seeing him smiling. usually, his face is gloomy or has no expression at all. if only he were always smiling like this, the neighbors wouldn't call him creepy.

well, your neighbors are correct."

you were stunned. your eyes almost popped out from their sockets. it seems like taesan knows what you were thinking. you try to hide your scarednesss by forcing a grin. "correct about what?"

"that you are clumsy. how can you sprain your leg randomly?"

"oh. hahahahahaahaha. yeah, i'm very clumsy. i can't help that."

you're wrong.

he's right.

you're not only clumsy but also naive.

"be careful next time. anyway, allow me to put ointment on your foot?"

"yes please. by the way, thank you so much and sorry for burdening you tonight."

taesan just shook his head before he gently put ointment on your sprained foot. his touch was soft, but it helped your foot a little bit. you were busy admiring him massaging your foot until his eyes locked into yours. his gaze was unreadable, as if they were trying to bend your thought and stir your heart. you immediately looked away.

"don't you notice something weird tonight?"

you are once again flabbergasted by taesan's question. "what is it?"

"i sometimes saw you through my window, and you have a slight mark, like a blush on your face sometimes. but you didn't have any tonight?"

indeed. or maybe because you haven't slept yet? "mmm, i don't know. i got those random marks after i woke up from sleep. since i didn't sleep yet..."

"you have to be careful. anyway, are you okay to sleep alone? you aren't scared? what if actually the marks you get is actually from a ghost?''

taesan teased you as if he knows that you're a scaredy-cat.

obviously. taesan knows everything about you.

you were contemplating. you don't really trust a stranger, but taesan? he looks reliable, plus you don't want to get those marks anymore. maybe having taesan around you can help ? you don't feel any bad vibes around him, though. it's just his gaze that is indecipherable.

you're more than just naive. you're stupid.

"i know, right? uh...well, i've never shared the same bed with a guy before? so, maybe you can sleep on my couch?"

taesan just chuckled at your words. he found it cute. not because you're a virgin or have never shared a bed with a guy, but due to how easily you're trusting him.

"it's okay. i don't feel like sleeping. maybe i can watch your surroundings and lock your doors. ensuring that nothing can touch you or hurt you."

"except me."

tw: dub/noncon, public sex, not proofread

your boyfriend is insecure and toxic no matter how many times you need to clarify that dancing with male dancers is a part of your job. one time you asked him to tag along, watching you perform for a grand performance, and he obviously wanted to do so. only for him to get jealous of a male dancer who touched all over your body. after you ended your performance, you gained a lot of applause, followed by taesan's fake smile.

"i see you a little bit giddy when that bastard's hands roaming all over you, yeah?"

taesan's sarcastically asked as he pinned you against the backstage wall. you rolled your eyes, feeling devastated with your inhibited boyfriend. he cupped your cheeks, giving them pressure, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"don't be so rude to me."

you scoffed at your boyfriend's word. he sounds silly and stupid, knowing that he is being a madman just because of your occupation that you have told him multiple times.

"or what?"

taesan snorted before he bit the inside of his cheek. he believed you went beyond the limit. without any hesitation, he tears up your glitter skirt, revealing your beige panties. all those sparkly beads all over the floor, but he couldn't care less. all he wanted now is to show you whom you belong to. he unbuckled his pants roughly along with his boxers before he forced himself on you.

"fuck taesan, it hurts!"

he pretended he can't hear that. he thrusted inside you deeper and rougher until you gave up and finally clung to his shoulder. taesan then proceeded to spit on his palm and used it as a lubricant. soon, that dreadful pain turned into an unwanted pleasure. a loud and messy moan escaped from your red lips. you tried your best to hold your sound, but the way taesan kept on hitting your sweet spot in you, using his teeth to suck your weak spot on your neck, led you to forget that you were in public. your grip on taesan's shoulder was getting firmer, sweat already ruining your heavy makeup.

cw: religious imagery, power dynamics, mild clothing damage

you are like a forbidden fruit that isn't allowed to be eaten by adam and eve from god. you are so tempting for taesan to not touch and eat. you're way too delicate, like an apple. he wants to take a bite. taesan believes what's inside you is sweeter than it looks on the surface. he can imagine how juicy and wet you are on the inside.

"taesan?"

you approached your friend that is in a daydream. he cursed under his breath because you demolished his imagination of devouring you like an insect ruining an apple. nevertheless, he felt happier that his crush was finally in front of him.

he gave you a blank look as a response. his eyes went from your head to your toes. a light blue ribbon on your head, a button-up blouse, and a pair of long socks with white mary jane shoes.

you look like a doll instead of an apple now. his mind went wild once again. oh fuck. he thought.

"what? why are you looking at me like that?"

taesan shook his head.

"nothing. we're late for chess training."

*

inside of the training room, it's only you and taesan; your coach couldn't make it last minute due to a personal matter.

and this is a golden chance for taesan to make a move. not on the chessboard, but you.

an awkward atmosphere is created once you get that text from your coach that he couldn't make it for your training today. the sounds of each other's breath, the scent of woods from taesan's fragrance, and your strategy to win the game are surrounding your mind now.

but the way taesan couldn't stop staring at you, in a way, eve, looked at the apple before she devoured it, is fucking up your head the most right now. you watch him move his castle.

"that move is illegal, Taesan. You can't castling just like that."

taesan scoffed as a response. he has more illegal things that play inside of his mind than you wish you knew. he wonders how you will move when you're cornered, just like when the queen got trapped on that chessboard.

"well then..."

his other hand slowly reaches to your thigh under the chess table, leading you to freeze on your spot. your bishop slipped from your finger.

"is this illegal?"

your lips suddenly sew together, sealed shut. you wanted to say yes and nodded your head, but somehow your heart denied what your brain wanted.

you shook your head and continued to put your bishop back on the spot where it was supposed to be.

taesan gets aroused by the way you suddenly froze and just let him do what he wanted. a slight smirk appears on his face.

"how about this?"

he asked, half-whispered, as his long nail dug into your socks. he toyed with your socks, stretched them before he finally ripped your socks off, leading his fingers to finally land on your bare thigh. you feel like getting electrocuted once his hands slowly and gently rub your thigh.

"taesan..."

"mmm?"

"it's ... it's your turn to move."

"i know."

he stated as he got up from his chair and slowly made his way to you.

"chess is boring, though. plus, we are both already good at it."

he whispered as he wrapped his arm around your neck, bending his tall body to make sure you could smell his scent. his breath tickles you in a good, pleasing way.

"don't you think that you should be good at another thing too?"

you gulped. somehow, your saliva didn't get down to your throat that easily, as if something was stuck. never in your life has any guy dared to touch you. everyone knows that you're religious. but taesan doesn't care. he knows how to make you turn to him. you're just like eve, easy to tempt.

"what is it, taesan?"

"please me..."

"...and i'll worship you like the way you worship the lord."

just like the way eve easily plucked the apple, you easily gave in.

before this, you were the one who guided taesan in chess until he finally became an ace and won multiple rounds in a tournament. now, it's his turn to teach you to move like a queen, not on a chessboard but on the bed, or everywhere he wants.

you shouldn’t let him act on you like this. but your body betrayed your beliefs. your body and your heart want him so bad, just like your mind and your desire to win at chess every time you play against him. you don't want to stay as a saint; you want him as your biggest sin.

and you can easily betray yourself, just like how eve and adam betrayed god by eating those apples.

tw: dubcon/noncon, obsession, a hint of violence, fear play, emotional manipulation, yandere behavior, stalking, repost from my old blog

leehan, who has known you since kindergarten and promised to always protect you and have his eyes on you. leehan, was known as a handsome, quiet boy during high school. leehan, who broke other girls' hearts and boys' bones for you. leehan, were the reason why your crush was gone for weeks and actually extinct. leehan keeps your childhood picture in his wallet and your selfie pictures in between his underwear. leehan, who always failed to sneak inside your bedroom. he thought every single minute about how he could successfully enter your room because your parents were always available.

until one day, both of your parents went out of town. you locked your gate and door. you enter your bed earlier. you get paranoid thinking about bad things that could happen to you. as you're about to shut your eyes, you hear a knock on your window. your heart races wildly, but realizing it is your neighbor, aka your childhood friend, leehan, you feel relieved. you immediately get up from your bed and open the window for him. your parents say never opened your window for anyone, even if it's leehan. but you trust leehan. he always protects you from being bullied during your high school. he would never do anything towards you, you thought.

"i know you're scared because you're alone. i'm here to accompany you."

leehan muttered. his voice, his breath, tickles your neck, lowkey giving you goosebumps. it was stupid of you that you didn't realize you never told him that you were alone. you just nodded at his words as if you got hypnotized by him. you crawl back to your bed and watch leehan freeze at his place. you hesitated whether to let him sleep on your bed or on the floor. knowing leehan is a good friend of yours, he would never do something bad to you, right? you called him to come closer to you.

"you can sleep on my bed for these 3 nights."

and that's what leehan loves about you. you never thought of him in a bad way and always perceived him as an angel who protects you. leehan smiled; his smile contained thousands of untold thoughts. he gets on your bed and scoots closer to you until you can feel his chest touching your back. it was your first time being this close to anyone. it was your first time to have someone's scent linger around your pajamas.

"i'll keep you safe,"

leehan whispered. once again you just nodded. you can't deny that you feel safe with him, but at the same time, your gut feelings tell you the other way around. you shut your eyes close, hoping that you can fall asleep in a few minutes. leehan, on the other hand, pulled you into his embrace. you're too stunned to speak; therefore, you just froze on your spot. "is this okay?"

"yeah...yeah. i'm okay."

an evil smirk formed on leehan's lips. you're naive, and you never change. you're soft and fragile. your back feels nice on his chest. those silk pajamas you wear make it worse for him. his dick slightly touches your ass; he knows you noticed it but is way too scared to move. your sakura's scent makes him turn on even more. as if you know that he loves that scent, you never changed your body wash since high school. his hand slowly traveled underneath your top; your body felt warm. your warmth doesn't excite him, but your goosebumps do. he knows you pretend to sleep.

"don't worry, sweetheart i'll keep you safe,"

leehan whispered once again as he fidgeted with your tits from behind. you shut your eyes tight, and your lips quivered as you tried not to cry due to fear. you believed leehan.

"i am your protector. you never feel safer than when you're with me."

leehan murmured as his finger went down to your undies he did multiple circular motions at your entrance before he finally entered his middle finger inside you, making you shriek a little.

"keep quiet, baby. you can moan loudly when i'm on top of you soon."

leehan added. his finger slowly thrusts inside of you, making you feel a bit of pain and pleasure. you're wet without you knowing, leading you to feel less pain.

he pulled your undies and pants, letting his dick slide into your ass. he thrust inside you from behind, making you yell his name. he didn't stop. his dick and fingers are busy destroying your ass and pussy. leehan enjoys watching your body bounce sideways; he adores the sounds of wetness from you shoving his fingers inside you. he admires the way your ass and his dick sound, like the applause you get from the audience when you are done performing on an honorable stage. you can't keep quiet anymore. you cry both in agony and pleasure. and maybe in fear too. your moans got louder at each thrust from leehan's dick.

professor!eunseok is not famous among his students at all. in others' eyes, he was just a chill, nonchalant professor who teaches cosmology. his outfit always the same: a dark brown tie with a white formal tee and a black meermin mallorca pair with his dusty grey pants. his cosmology students love him because he is never strict in terms of giving marks. you can write your report in any kind of way and be creative about it; he doesn't mind as long as you don't go past the deadline. he always finishes his class earlier too.

but that's not the reason why you love him.you never tell anyone about your feelings towards your cosmology professor; people would think you're a freak with daddy issues. you believed you never had any actual romantic feelings for him; you just admired his casual demeanor.

until today.

when you suddenly end up on his lap.

"you think i didn't notice the way you stare at me, little one?"

his calloused fingers already inside your skirt, fingers trailing at every inches of your skin. you trembling in fear and confuse. you once imagined about being touched by him but never thought it would happen in real life. you try to pull your skirt down only for him to harshly slap your hand away.

"how dare you wearing skirt and enter my office alone?"

silent. you just keep your mouth shut as you let his fingers goes inside your panties. you can't run away from the path you choose.

"no matter what, i'm still a man. and you know what that means,right?"

you nodded slowly.

"now tell me, why are you still letting me touching you like this?"