#duncon

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red flag jeonghan who would gaslight you if you weren’t in the mood to have sex with him every time he wanted to.

red flag jeonghan who would tell you it’s fine at first, wrap his arms around your frame and kiss your cheek lovingly.

red flag jeonghan who would progressively start getting more touchy, caressing your waist and pressing his lips against your neck even though he knows you’re so sensitive there.

red flag jeonghan who would click his tongue disapprovingly if you tried to get away from him after he crawls on top of you, grabbing your wrists and smiling wickedly like it’s a game to him.

red flag jeonghan who knows just how to touch you in all the right spots, having you like putty in his hands soon enough just like always.

red flag jeonghan who just chuckles at the way you’re struggling to breathe and clawing at his hand when he’s choking you a little too long for comfort, just to taunt you for rejecting him. Just to put you in your place.

red flag jeonghan who has you teary eyed on his cock, begging and whining for more shamelessly. The hand on your throat never leaves, only this time it’s there just as a warning, his warm skin burning into yours.

red flag jeonghan who doesn’t let you orgasm just yet, not forgetting to remind you how bad you were every chance he gets. ‘where’s the good girl i knew, huh? thought u said you wanted to make me happy?’ he looks at you with those big hooded eyes. you try you best to nod, but the drag of his cock is making it so hard for you, your head dizzy. ‘oh u do?’ he sounds surprised, frowing at u. ‘sure doesn’t seem like it.’ he grips your wrists again, pinning them against the bed.

red flag jeonghan who sulks when you tell him how much you love him, how you’d do anything for him. He just hums uninterested, almost angry by your words when you wouldn’t even do something as simple as opening your legs for him?

red flag jeonghan who doesn’t crack until you beg for him to use you the entire night, amused by how pathetic you sound.