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The morning light that shone through the curtain finally won against Gatya’s heavily shut eyelids. She fluttered her eyes open, trying to make focus of her vision. She stretched her body out of habit, groaning loudly as her first greeting towards the world. Her attention then went to the digital clock on her bed side, trying to see how long had she slept since the early morning.

“Huh… 11? No way.” She furrowed her eyebrows in disbelieve.

The woman then turned around to see the other side of the bed, trying to check if the man she spent the night with was there.

It was empty.

“Chan…?” She mumbled in confusion. It was unusual for that guy to be awake ahead of her. Chani had always been a heavy sleeper. Everyone, not just her, always needed an extra effort just to pull him out of his dreamland. Otherwise you basically spoke with a rock. Because of that fact alone, his absence made Gatya feel a bit restless.

Suddenly, that feeling quickly dissipated when she heard the sound of water running from inside of the bath room.

“Chani?” Gatya called out his name aloud.

“Yeah?” The missing man answered back in the same manner. His deep voice sounded grumbled like he was gargling but it still managed to bring the worried woman a short euphoria.

Gatya brought her feet onto the cold vinyl floor. The cool sensation managed to help waking her up better as her body shivered lightly in response. She walked, albeit sore, towards the dresser table to pick up her black cheeky underwear and wearing it. Noticing the wide mirror in front of her, her reflection brought attention toward her collarbone. The sun light made it very clear to see the love bites she received from last night. They were dangerously close towards her neck, close enough to peek through any shirt’s collar.

“Why does he always mark me there? I’ll have to conceal them again, geez…” Gatya clicked her tongue, annoyed with her boyfriend’s habit. As her lover, Chani was the borderline possessive type. There was a time when Chani embarrassed her by giving a hickey right on her neck when they were outside. It was after a kinky public teasing under a dining table. It was fun, it’s not like she despised him but poor girl didn’t bring a concealer so she had to ask him to buy a scarf for her.

Feeling cold due to being completely bare, Gatya took her lover’s oversized white tee to wear. His favorite HMNS XY perfume penetrated her nose, hugging her entire body close. The scent still hadn’t gone away after last night.

She then walked towards the bathroom, finding Chani standing by the sink only in his black Nike short. He was busy brushing his teeth, didn’t bother to look at her way. His muscled back was glowing under the spot light, painted in contrast of the shadows between the folds of his skin. Despite of corona, Chani never left the gym. He said working out was one of the few things that helped keeping him sane. Including her, of course.

Without saying anything, Gatya walked closer to give him a back hug. She rested her face on top of his skin, closing her eyes in comfort.

“Good morning, Chani.” she whispered sweetly before giving a tender kiss on top of his back.

“Morning, Gatya.” Chani replied casually. “Wait a sec, I’m brushing my teeth.”

“It’s okay. I’m just hugging you.”

A few seconds later, Chani lightly tapped on her arm, telling her to let him go because he wanted to wash his mouth. She let go of him, albeit reluctant. Looking at him made her want to do the same. The sink in the bathroom was wide enough to fit them both standing together, so she moved away to his side then took her own tooth brush.

After Gatya was done, she took the red hairband near the soap and tied her hair for a messy updo. The moment when she revealed her nape, it instantly stirred Chani more than he’d appreciate. He was getting easily weak against the temptation. Well, who could blame him? He hadn’t seen her for a long time.

After giving his face a quick splash to fully open his droopy eyes, Chani turned away from the mirror and rested his hip against the table. He watched his partner doing her own thing while effortlessly looking… distracting.

Messy hair, his shirt that looked too big on her, and bare thighs? A view he had missed for the past three months.

“Gat.”

“Hmm?

“Come here.”

It was easy for Chani to get her standing in front of him. When she was there standing close, he saw that playful smile formed on her face. Her big eyes looking up adorably at the taller man, just like a little puppy who wanted attention.

“What is it, baby?” she sweetly whispered.

Before he got too lost in her brown eyes, Chani brought her closer by grabbing her ass and crashed his mouth on hers. He didn’t want any space between them. He wanted to be closer to her, even closer than last night. He wanted to reclaim everything about her, make her struggle under his skin again, make that honey-like voice calling out his name for the countless time that day.

He didn’t had enough.

“Come here.”

“Mmh…” Gatya groaned helplessly under his attack. She completely surrendered any control. When Chani decided to get her legs apart with his knee, Gatya swung her arms around his neck and kissed him deeper. The kiss was slow and passionate like they both had the whole time in the world. Her hips moved uncontrollably against his thigh to create friction against her folds. His mouth didn’t stop to ravish her, forcing his tongue in to make more mess out of her.

Chani’s big hands slipped inside of her shirt, touching her sides to feel the heat that was radiating off her smooth skin. He slowly moved up to cup her supple breasts, kneading them as his thumbs played with her nipples. It successfully delivered the moan out of her that she had to break away the kiss. Chani grinned in victory. He couldn’t help but to bite his lip seeing how easy it was to unravel his woman.

“Huh—Wait! Kang Chani!”

Didn’t bother to get her permission, Chani princess-carried his girlfriend out of the bathroom towards the bed. He put her down gently and then positioned himself between her legs. She looked clearer here, under the natural sunlight that flashed through the windows. Chani could see her brown disheveled hair glowing, the lights on her eyes showing his hovering reflection, her charming smile still etched just for him.

Gatya’s laugh slowly dissipated when she saw him started undressing her, leaving the girl only in her underwear.

“You look beautiful...” the man lowly whispered as he gazed upon the Goddess under him. He was in awe with the marks he made on her skin. They were all rightfully on their place. She was his and Chani wanted to get that point across.

“You too, Chani.” Gatya warmly smiled as she brought her hands up to cup her young lover’s face. This handsome man who was two years younger than her but tend to be wiser, calmer, he used to be her junior at campus. Two years dating him and she hadn’t fallen out of love. He always made her feel special, just like now.

Chani didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t sure whether it was her face or his brain that was distracting his train of thoughts. He didn’t know how to return her compliment other than dipping his face into her neck, pampering wet kisses on top of her warm skin. His hand sneaked down to rub on the sole fabric she wore, trying to excite her.

“Ah… Chan…” she lowly whispered his name.

Her reaction was what he wanted to see. Knowing he was on the right track, Chani slipped his hand under her panties to touch her directly. He immediately heard a sharp gasp coming out of her. Smirking without her knowing, Chani brought his lips upward towards her earlobe, biting and whispering sweet things as his thick fingers got busy with her dripping entrance.

“You’re getting wet,” his husky voice whispered besides her ear, “should I put one in?”

“Please…”

Chani chuckled, he really liked how her pretty lips pleading him. She wanted him as much as he did and it boosted his ego.

“No. I’ll do something better.”

After giving a soft peck on her cheek, Chani slowly went down to kiss the middle of her chest, then her stomach, making her squirm under his soft touch, until he reached down towards her fabric. He could smell the strong arousal coming out of there, making his own pants started feeling tight. But Chani didn’t want to succumb to his desire right away. He wanted to have fun, make this morning they shared together after months of being apart to start in a good way.

He then sat back up to pull away her panties, revealing her shaven wet pussy. She didn’t need that anymore.

Knowing what he was going to do, Gatya’s gaping folds were twitching in anticipation. Her tits were moving up and down, breathing heavily due to being excited to feel the upcoming pleasure. Chani then circled his arms around her thighs, locking her not to get away. He then started to kiss her hardened clit, teasing the bud with his tongue. Gatya jolted the moment his tongue touched her. The way he expertly licking her slicked folds, how his tongue went inside of her, he made her head spin a thousand time. She couldn’t handle the overwhelming sensation. Chani didn’t give her any mercy. Every time she moved her hip, the muscular man kept locking her in place, not giving her a chance to fight back.

She was his breakfast and there’s no way he was letting his food to act up.

“Ch-Chani—Sto—Ahn!” Her pleading was only responded with a deep grunt. Chani pulled away his hand to start fingering her insides as his tongue was busy with licking her bud. The whole stimulation made her grip on his wavy hair for she couldn’t think about what to hold into anymore. She was a moaning mess. Her toes curled up under the pressure he was giving her, slowly building up her climax.

“I—I’m gonna—” Gatya warned between her ragged breath.

Chani answered with a groan accompanied with a faster pump of his fingers on her G-spot. His tongue didn’t stop twirling around her clit until finally he could feel her juices started coming out into his mouth. Chani hummed in satisfaction, proud of what he’s done.

“You minx.” Chani chuckled in amusement.

The grip on his hair weakened as soon as she came. He rose up from his position, looking at how unraveled his Goddess was as he cleaned his chin with the back of his hand.

Her sweaty skin glistened, her cheeks were clearly rosy, her perked up mounds waiting to be tended. The bulge on his pants was clearly visible from her point of view. It was getting painful not to be set free. Then Gatya made it worse.

She brought her feet to rub on his bulge, teasing him over the fabric.

“What are you waiting for?” Gatya smirked like the ‘minx’ he thought she was, “You’re going to be late for your class if you don’t hurry.”

Chani scoffed, amused with her taunt. “Fuck the class.”

He wouldn’t let anything get in his way for this moment.

Chani started to reach on the band of his shorts, taking it off to let his cock sprung free. He saw her eyes glinted in anticipation, gulping to brace herself for what’s coming.

He positioned himself near her entrance, rubbing the head on it to wet himself up. The friction brought shiver down his spine. Ah… he couldn’t wait any longer.

“So impatient…” Chani grinned between their kiss. His woman was enthusiastic and that’s hella sexy for him.

“You’re more important to attend.” He said before proceeding to get himself slowly inside of her warm hole. They both immediately moaned in unison, finally complete in each other’s embrace.

Gatya thought she was in cloud nine. She felt so full and warm. Her head was only filled with him inside of her. She wouldn’t care if she made him late for his class. There was no way she could stop. Her arms pulled him down for a deep kiss. Her hand nested comfortably between his brown locks, encouraging him not to stop ravishing her mouth. She started to move her hip out of desperation, her patience growing thin by the minute.

“Just do me already…”

Well, how could he say no to that.

“Be careful what you wished for, noona.”

“F-faster…!”

Chani started to move his hip, thrusting deep inside of her in an excruciatingly slow motion. The pulsating walls of hers squeezed him tight, making him shuddered. He wanted to make it last but with the way she was holding him? He wasn’t sure anymore.

His deep groan sent delicious shivers down her spine. Beads of sweat started to form around his face. Gatya’s moan didn’t shy away from anyone who could hear them. She kept saying his name like an enchantment, blessing them both in their sex euphoria. Chani started sucking on the patches of her hot skin, giving new marks on top of the faded ones. His big hand went down to grope her tits, kneading the soft flesh like his personal toys. He liked how she reacted towards his touch on her. Her arched back and high pitched moan was music to his ears.

“Hm…?” Chani sweetly hummed, “What did you say?”

The little devil was acting up again.

“Chani…” she started mewling.

How cute.

Chani brought his lips closer towards her ear for a whisper.

“Say please.”

Gatya’s breath started becoming erratic. Chani’s hand took its chance to come down towards her clit, rubbing circles on it to make her more desperate than she already was. She hated it when he acted like the little shit he usually was, but when it came to sex, Chani was the dominant brat. She didn’t have any choice but to satisfy his ego.

“P-please…”

“Louder.”

“Kang Chani—”

“I said louder.”

“Please!”

The man grinned. Another victory for today.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Chani then sat back up to see his girlfriend clearly. He put his hands beside of her hips, gripping on her hard enough as a ‘lever’ for what he was about to do. He started thrusting faster inside of her, hard and unforgiving. He could see his glistened cock getting swallowed up by Gatya’s wet hole, arousing him even further than he already was. The way her supple tits jiggled up and down with each thrusts made him lose his mind. There was only Gatya and his desire to cum in his head.

“Fuck, baby…” Chani groaned when he felt her squeezing him tight, “You’re gonna make me cum soon if you do that…”

The woman didn’t do anything to lessen the ‘problem’. Instead, Gatya brought her hand to madly rub on her clit as he was fucking her drenched pussy to heighten up her own release. She also pinched her own nipple, giving him a show to amp up his desperation. Chani loved to see her play and she loved how he watched her. Because it was one of the rare moments where she could see his droopy eyes coming alive. Only for her.

“Shit.” the man cursed over her little solo play. How dare she? His breathing was getting uneven. “Get up here.”

Chani pulled Gatya’s hand to get her sitting on his lap. They both leaned towards each other for a lustful kiss, shoving each others tongue for dominance. Chani’s hands were firmly groping on her thick ass, slapping it once to thrice to make her mewl in pleasure. Gatya started to ride, pumping his cock to cum inside of her. She arched her back and rested her palms on the bed sheet, giving him access to suck on her tits. The sensation was overwhelming. When his hot tongue started twirling around her nipples, Gatya almost came. Chani had always been good with his tongue. There wasn’t a part of her body that hadn’t been touched by it.

“That’s it, keep going.” Chani encouraged her. If only Gatya could see the fucked-up look on her face right now, she would probably bury her face on the pillow for the whole day. “You feeling good? Where do you want me to cum, hm?”

“I-Inside, do it inside, Chan…”

“Again? Last night we—”

“I don’t fucking care just do it inside of me! I’m on pills!”

“…Fine. Turn around.”

Didn’t care to question his order, Gatya did as she was told like a good girl. With his ass now facing him, Chani put in his dick inside of her again, making her moan after feeling complete again. He then pulled both of her hands to the back, making her body arched towards the front with her bare tits facing the window. With this position, he could thrust inside of her deeper.

“Oh my God—!”

“Chani…! Chani, I’m gonna cum—”

The poor girl screamed when he started thrusting inside of her again with the same unforgiving pace. He fucked her hard and fast, desperate for a release. The zero control she had and how rough he was handling her just aroused her to no end. She loved feeling like she was his play thing, how humiliating this position was. If only there wasn’t any curtain on that window, she would be so completely bare to watch and helpless.

Just imagining that alone quickly brought her to her climax.

“Me too… Shit—”

With a loud groan, they both finally came undone. The inside of Gatya’s belly felt hot with Chani’s gushing cum mixed with her own juice. Her body spasm after she came, also shocked with the amount she was receiving. She could still fill him pumping inside of her, twitching until the last drop.

“Holy fuck…” Gatya cursed under her ragged breath. The strains of her brown hair were sticking around her face because of the sweats.

What a way to start her morning.

She slowly pulled out of him then lying back on the mattress. Panting heavily, Chani took his phone that was on the small table near his bed. He opened his camera to record his mess. The way her gaping entrance was spewing off his excessive cum, it looked sexier on his screen.

“Well, that’s a lot.” The guy commented with a chuckle, “Despite of how many times we did it last night, it’s still looking that thick, Gat.”

Chani moved his camera away from down there to her face. What he got was a pretty middle finger.

“How was it, baby? Say it to the camera.” The guy laughed over her reaction.

Gatya exhaled loudly before she rose up a bit with her elbows. With a cheeky smile, she looked straight at the phone.

“Thanks for the meal.”

“It’s cold…” Yuna noted in her head when her hand touched the empty sheet. However, the familiar coffee scent gave her a sense of comfort.

The red hair pulled away her blanket, bringing her feet to touch the comfort of the wool rug below. Only wearing her panties, she brought her naked body to the bathroom for a quick tooth brushing and a face wash. Closing the tap, Yuna looked at the mirror to see the ‘artwork’ her lover painted on her neck and shoulders.

“Hmph.” The woman smirked in satisfaction. She tied up her short hair before she walked back into the bedroom to find her partner’s black shirt was hanging on top of the sofa by the window. She didn’t hesitate to wear it, just like always.

Walking to the kitchen, she found her boyfriend was standing by the counter, making two cups of coffee. A latte for the red hair, hot americano for the blonde.

The tall man realized her presence and it brought a sweet smile on his face.

“Good morning, baby.” His deep voice called out to her, exciting her more than he realized.  

“Morning to you too, Juju.” She smiled as she sat across from him on the ceramic counter, feeling the cold stone under her bare thigh. “When did you wake up?”

“Half an hour ago, I guess.” The blonde man tilted his head, looking like he was thinking too hard about it. It’s silly, Yuna thought. But that’s her silly man. “Rowoon’s gonna come here soon.”

“For the gun?”

“Mmhm.”

Yuna merely nodded, easily acknowledging his partner’s closest friend will come for a visit. She took a glance on the wooden table in the living room where the silver suitcase was sitting on.

“You look sexy, by the way.” Juho said out of the blue, making her turn to face his way. Yuna could see his small smirk and his predatory eyes on her. “I think this is going to be my new favorite look.”

“You always say that every morning, baby.” The red hair scoffed.

“I know, but that’s my current favorite shirt. You look great in it. I’m serious.”

Rolling her eyes, Yuna laughed and took the cup of finished latte near him for a sip. “Mm, that’s delicious.”

Juho proceeded to drink his own, checking to see if she’s right. Not like he had to doubt it. He had always been confident in his coffee brewing skill.

As he was taking a sip, Juho took a peek of his girlfriend. His attention went to the marks he left on her fair skin, the proof of their ‘war’ from last night. The sight alone had woken up his slumbering desire.

Perhaps rather than a slumber, more like a nap. He got excited too easily.

“Like what you see?”

He merely raised his thin eyebrow.

“Seriously?” The woman laughed, amused with how he responded. “What are you thinking about, hm?”

Putting down his glass, Juho hummed as his palms both rested flat on top of the counter. His dark eyes were staring right back at Yuna, silently telling her his intention.

“Do you want me to say it?” The blonde man smirked, giving the woman a sudden tingle between her legs.

“Go ahead.” She said, acting tough in front of him even though she knew it’s futile. Juho could always see through her. His sharp eyes weren’t for nothing.

What she didn’t expect was when Juho started walking around the island, approaching her and stood right in front of her. Both of his arms caged the woman in her place, like a wolf keeping his prey. His face lifted up to stare right into her pair of brown eyes, close enough for him to slightly licked his small lips for a lowly whisper.

“I was wondering if I should show off my artwork here to my best pal later when he comes in…” He whispered. Each of his words were dripping like honey, slowly seeping down into her core. He brought his face closer towards her ear, continuing to speak about the things to embarrass her, “because suddenly I feel like bragging… I told you, you look hot this morning, baby.” He finished with a lick on her earlobe.

Yuna couldn’t hold in her groan. Juho’s deep voice and her ear had always been her weaknesses. Combining those two to wreck up her composure was a sure-kill. Her body was shivering all over, thinking about the scenario where Rowoon would see the bite marks and hickeys on her skin. Just thinking about it makes her feel embarrassed, where would she put her pride next?

Yet, she couldn’t deny the excitement that had been pooling under her panties.

“What’s wrong? What are you thinking… hm?” Juho grinned, biting his lip to suppress his giggles. “Do you think I don’t see your thighs acting weird?”

“Juho…” The woman finally let out a breathless whisper, she seemed to be letting the heat taking her over. That immediately turned the switch on for him.

“Spread out your legs.” The blonde man commanded. With his tone, there was no way she could say no.

Yuna did as she was told. She knew it was no use to hold it in. Now sitting properly on the edge of the counter, she let her legs dangling and spread them wide, enough to make a room for the beast to settle in. Her core was throbbing for contact, desperate to feel the touch she needed.

“Good girl.” Juho said before he started to kiss her gaping pink lips to seal her up, tasting the bitter drips of coffee he made before. The kiss was deep, feverish, and needy, eliciting sweet moans from within his lover’s throat. Both of Yuna’s hands were tugging on his short hair, slightly pulling the short strands and sucessfully making his pants bulging with need. His woman wanted him as much as he did.

Without breaking the kiss, Juho brought his hand to her entrance, rubbing the fabric to feel how wet she was.

“It’s soaked already.” The man grinned, feeling proud of his power over her.

“Thanks to you.” Yuna told her man, furthering to stroke his ego. But it was the truth. Juho could always find a way to break into her barriers. People said she was hard-willed, stubborn. Not with Baek Juho. She could never resist him. “Why don’t you do something about it?” She challenged with a teasing smirk.

“As if I wasn’t about to.” He darkly chuckled.

He proceeded to pull away her panties, throwing it near his feet and then proceeded to stroke her bare clit with his digit. Yuna immediately threw her head back. Her legs spread wider than before without control. His touch had always been welcomed whenever he wanted to.

Looking at her reaction, Juho started pushing in his long middle finger, successfully bringing out his lover’s sweet moan. His digit slid in easily because of how wet she was that she was dripping on the counter itself.

“Fuck, baby…” The woman cursed, feeling good with how he pumped his finger in and out.

“You’re so fucking wet hahaha.” The blonde man pointed out, looking at how his finger’s slicked with her wet sex. He then put the second finger in, knowing only one could never please her enough.

She moaned louder, whimpering and trembling with pleasure. She fluttered her eyes open, looking down to see how deep Juho’s fingers inside of her and it turned her on so much. Yuna went to halfway unbuttoned her shirt, seeking for the freedom of her burning, rosey skin. The oversized satin shirt easily fell off her shoulders, just enough to give Juho a view of her bare cleavage.

“F-faster…” The red hair whimpered. Her hips started to move according to his phase.

“Someone’s needy.” The man merely chuckled.

“Shut up and do it already!” The woman hissed in desperation.

What she didn’t expect was when her jaw was roughly grabbed by the other hand of her lover, forcing her to face his cold gaze and smirk. The sight of his face and the close proximity made her heart raced, like she was chased by wolves at night. The digits inside of her stopped moving, telling her who was currently in charge.

“That was disrespectful…” Juho muttered, low enough to send delicious shiver down her spine, “I don’t feel like giving you control. If you want it, you have to beg me.”

His words made her inner walls pulsated with need. She unknowingly clenched around his fingers, seeing how dominating her lover was to her. Usually, she would be in charge. He had always given her the freedom and control over him. But it seemed like Juho’s inner beast wouldn’t let her have her way this morning. She loved it when his big hand grabbed her jaws, she loved it when he spoke to her in this manner.

It felt like he really owned her.

Yuna had no choice but to obey.

“P... please…” The woman said, trying to make herself clear.

“Please what, Yuna?”

“Please… go faster…”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Oh God please just fuck me now already! I need you!” She shouted, finally lost her last bit of patience. Not like she had any in the first place.

“You’re unbelievable…” Juho shook his head. Suddenly, the bell rang once. Both of them immediately looked towards the front door. “That must be Rowoon.” The man grinned, amused with how things turned out. “That’s convenient. Come down.”

“Huh?”

“I said come down. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Getting her hand dragged towards the front door, Yuna was pushed to face the door with both of her hands on it. Before she could protest, Juho closely whispered from behind, threatening and needy.

“Don’t make a sound.”

“Wh-mmph!!”

Automatically bringing her hand to cover her mouth, Juho went to grope both of her tits as he rubbed his bulge on her ass. He pulled both of her perked-up nipples, making her pussy throbbing mad with desire. Pool of tears threatened to spill by the corner of her eyes, but Yuna quickly shut them off.

“You’re excited?” The man giggled, amused with how his woman was reacting to his touch. He leaned down to kiss the daisy tattoo on her bare nape, lightly sucking and licking off her reddened fair skin. His finger moved down to rub circles on her sensitive clit again, just to make her feel more miserable by each second. Juho pushed two of his fingers inside of her again just to find her completely drenched even more than before. Her juices even slowly fell off her thighs.

“Try checking on the peephole. Who is it?” Juho whispered from her behind again, his breath a little bit ragged from excitement but both of his fingers didn’t stop pumping in and outside of her.

Doing as she was told, Yuna weakly checked on the peephole to see who it was.

It’s indeed who they thought it was.

“It-it’s Rowoon…”

“Then we better make it quick, hm?”

The man pulled down his short black pants for his cock to spring free. Grabbing his rod, he positioned it in front of her flooding entrance.

“Remember, Yuna. Keep it down.” He whispered for the last time before pushing his dick inside in one go.

“Mm-mmph!?” Her restrained whimpers muffled behind her hand. The indescribable pleasure, the feeling of his whole dick inside of her was fulfilling. Adding the situation where they were basically doing this in front of his best friend. She couldn’t deny how excited she felt despite of how kinky it was.

“Sshh… keep quiet, baby…” Juho whispered again, “Unless you want him to know how I fuck you good, then be my guest.”

“He knows… you do already…”

“Only from what I said… Not actually witnessing it.”

Juho’s fingers moved down towards Yuna’s slit, rubbing it slowly as he began to move his hip. His pace started slow, making sure that her pulsating walls could receive him well. The blonde man hissed, feeling his length inside of her drenched core was overwhelming.

“Fuck, Yuna…” The man let out a rough grunt. One of his hand moved to fondle her tits while the other hugged her waist, keeping her straight in her place. His pace began to get unforgiving, the sound of skin slapping echoed across their whole condo.

“J-ju… ho--!” His name spilled out of her desperate mewl. Yuna felt like her head was spinning. She couldn’t handle the rush of pleasure that was building up within her core. Her lover kept fucking her mercilessly as his hand roughly was groping on her tits, pinching her nipple just to make her go insane. Her mind raced back to Rowoon who was standing in front of the door, oblivious with all of what’s happening beyond it, making her worry yet excited at the same time.

The bell rang again, making Yuna opened her eyes wide.

“Juho? Yuna? You there?”

Their guest called them out from the other side.

“Shit—” She cursed under her breath.

“Calm down. Tell him to wait.”

“Are you crazy!?” Yuna lowly hissed, a bit befuddled by Juho’s absurd order.

“There’s no way I’m stopping now,” the man pulled back his hand to spank her butt cheek once, making her yelp in surprise and scared at the same time, “not when we’re just getting in the best part?”

‘Baek Juho is a fucking demon’, that’s what Yuna was telling herself. But sometimes, that thought perish whenever he pampered her with kisses and head pats, when he makes her coffee, when he giggles over her corny jokes. This moment is when she felt regret was slowly creeping up her spine for actually not keeping that thought permanently.

The demon started to continue his unforgiving thrusts again, forcing Yuna to bite her lip to hold in her mewls. Despite of the distraction, Yuna managed to pry her mouth open to speak with the idle guest behind the door.

“R-Rowoon! Could you wait for 5 minutes!?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uhm--! There’s something we have to—Mmh!” The red hair let out a careless moan when she felt Juho was biting on her shoulder. His thrust didn’t get any slower but instead doing the opposite of it. Yuna could swear she was seeing stars. How could she possibly think about any excuses when her head was occupied with the hard cock that’s ramming her core?

“Yuna? Are you guys okay??”

“W-we’re okay! C-cockroach! There’s a cockroach we need to kill!!”

“Heh. Pun intended?” Juho giggled from behind, amused with how she came up with her lie.

“Oh shit, seriously!? Good luck then!”

Of course it worked. Rowoon’s afraid of cockroaches, just like Juho. Hard to believe a guy who looked like this and currently making her go crazy was afraid of any bugs.

“Fuck.” Juho inwardly cursed as he pulled out his cock, making Yuna confused with the sudden change, “Turn around.”

Doing as she was told albeit confused, Yuna was met with a feverish deep kiss. She slinked both of her arms around his neck as Juho hoisted her up against the door. He put in his length inside of her again, sealing her moans with his lips. He could feel how hard she was gripping on his hair and shoulders. Their hot ragged breaths mingled with one another, eyes burning into each other’s. Everything was a blur around them, filled with nothing but the sound of their love making. The two completely forgot that someone else existed behind that door. They had each other and the heat of pleasure was the only thing that matters inside their mind.

“I-I’m gonna cum—“ Yuna said between her worn-out breaths.

“Go ahead, baby.” Juho encouraged her as he planted heated kisses on her shoulders. He didn’t slow down his pace, making sure his woman kept her heightened soon-to-be climax around, “You can bite my shoulder.”

She didn’t hesitate. Hugging her lover’s chest as tight as she could, Yuna buried her teeth on Juho’s shoulder, holding in her moan as she felt her wave of climax came undone. The woman greatly trembled under his firm hold, feeling nothing but a blissful sensation.

“Bear with me for a sec, I’m almost there.”

“W-wait, baby, I just c—a-ahn!”  

Before she had the chance to protest, Juho continued to thrust inside of her walls again, feeling it slicked with her climax juices. It instantly just felt better because of how erotic the sound her walls made whenever he pushed in and out. The man groaned that he accidently head-butted the door due to the overflowing pleasure. The two couldn’t careless anymore. That definitely made a sound loud enough to the guy they had forgotten.

“I’m cumming—” Thrusting his cock faster to quickly reach that climax, Juho kissed Yuna again to keep his loud groan sealed within her lips. He finally let out his seeds inside, making sure he emptied out his bank. Yuna could only whimper under his deep kiss as she felt his cum dumped within her core. It felt really hot inside of her. It was so good and fulfilling that she kept locking him within her legs, making sure that he had his share.

Slowly pulling out of her entrance, Juho gently let Yuna down to stand on her own. She was a bit wobbly at first but soon enough she regained her balance.

“Babe, you’re too much… Hahaha.” Yuna said when she felt her lover’s cum threatened to spill out of her.

Gently kissing her sweaty forehead, Juho rubbed her rosy cheek softly with his thumb before he told her to wash up.

“Go take a shower first. I’ll take care of Rowoon.”

“Okay. I love you. And that was fun.” She smiled and gave him a quick soft peck on his cheek before she walked back towards their bathroom.

“Love you too, baby.”

After pulling up his pants back, Juho opened the door to let his friend in who seemed to be… not amused?

“’Sup, Rowoon.” The blonde called out to his friend as if nothing out of ordinary just happened.

Looking at his friend’s appearance from head to toe, Rowoon merely clicked his tongue. “Yeah, right. ‘Cockroach’ my ass.” The taller man in white shirt rolled his eyes as he walked past his friend. “You sweat this much for a cockroach hunt? You think I don’t see that fresh mark?”

Automatically bringing his hand to the place where Yuna bit him before, he just proved his friend’s point even further.

“My bad. Anyways, your gun’s right there.”

Walking towards the table for the silver, Rowoon sat down to open it for checking the goods inside.

“.357 magnum revolver. 30 bullets. Just as you requested.” Said Juho as he stood behind while crossing his arms. “If there’s anything else you want, feel free to tell me.”

Nodding in approval, Rowoon closed the case back and locking it securely.

“Thanks, Zuho.”

“You’re not gonna count the bullets first?”

“Nah, I gotta go. We’ve done this a countless time and you never disappoint.”

“Well… if you say so.” The blonde smiled, a bit happy to know how much his friend trusted him. “Good luck for tomorrow’s hunt.”

“How about you two?”

“Hm… We don’t really feel like joining this year.” Juho raised his eyebrow, hissing to find the right words for his reason, “No one has pissed me off enough to get killed.”

“Ho…? Really, now?” Rowoon grinned in amusement.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You used to do it just for fun.” The taller man stood up and then turned to face him. His black eyes glinted, showing deeper meanings of his words, “Like I do.”

Juho’s sharp eyes stared at him back. The way Rowoon smirked at him made him want to punch his perfect teeth in. This guy deliberately tried to bait him despite of his apparent unwillingness to join The Purge.

Still, not enough to kill him. Rowoon’s still a friend.

Forcing a smile on his small lips, Juho moved sideways as a sign for his guest to leave. “Don’t you have somewhere to go, Rowoon?”

“Pffft, relax, man. That was a joke. Stay safe, then.”

“Mm.”

After closing the door, Juho let out a sigh. He walked back towards the island where he last put his coffee. Luckily still a bit warm, Juho sipped it again to collect himself together. He closed his eyes, remembering the murders he had done with Yuna in the last year’s Purge and the rest from before then. 

He was done with The Purge. He got tired of it. No more killing for fun. He preferred watching the world burn from the side way, just sit back and enjoy the show.