“please, baby, just a taste,” your boyfriend pleads.
you swat his hand, that had been traveling up your skirt again, away for the umpteenth time tonight and shoot him a disapproving look. he was feeling needy because he was a bit tipsy and hadn’t gotten to see you much all week but you were out at a bar with friends and you didn’t want to be that couple that couldn’t keep their hands off each other or left earlier than everyone else to go fuck each other’s brains out… even if it was tempting.
“you’ve soaked through your panties already,” jeonghan whispers against your neck as he squeezes your leg. “can feel it dripping down your thigh.”
“that’s because you can’t keep your hands to yourself,” you mutter.
“haven’t fucked you in days, angel, i know you must be aching for it by now.”
you grit your teeth and roll your eyes but don’t give jeonghan the courtesy of a response. he was right anyway.
“let’s go to the bathroom. no one will even notice we’re gone.”
“everyone will notice,” you hiss.
“not if i say you’re not feeling well-”
“they’re not going to believe you!”
jeonghan whines quietly. “what’s wrong with your friends knowing we’re sneaking off to fuck? it’s not like they think you’re some saint.”
“it’s embarrassing…”
“why, baby? what’s the real reason you aren’t dragging me to the bathroom right now? is it because you’re afraid there will be a wet spot on my pants when you stand up? or because you think you’ll be too loud when you let me bend you over the sink?”
“fuck it.” jeonghan looks surprised when you jump to your feet and gather all of your things. your phone, your wallet, your lipgloss. he doesn’t move from his spot, afraid he may have pushed you too far. but you just stare at him expectantly with raised eyebrows. “well? come on then. you’ve got five minutes.”
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