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tags: toxicdom!hoon sub!femreader thigh-fucking oral(m&f receiving) cumshot teasing spanking face-riding fingering hj etc!
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wc!: 3-5k (didn’t proofread!!)
All Sunghoon wanted to do was forget you, to get rid of the feelings he constantly attempted to push away. Yet you made it impossible for him to achieve that, especially with how often you texted him to meet.
It was as if the only time you had off the ice was spent with Sunghoon, and he didn’t mind it. He loved it-
Being able to wreck you completely- especially after all the teasing you two bounced off backstage at competitions. He anticipated it every night, and when he didn’t receive your usual text…
He couldn’t sleep properly- worried about the fact you could be with some random loser. I mean, why did he care? It was clear to him you didn’t reciprocate the same feelings... Truthfully you seemed completely uninterested in it, constantly leading him on with your usual requests for aftercare cuddles.
It’s not as if you were his girlfriend or anything… neither did he want you to be. The simple answer was that his mind couldn’t help but wander, reminiscing on the warmth of your back on his bare chest. Being able to hear your every breath, he was selfish- Wanting you all to himself.
“ You haven’t texted to meet in a while…” he stopped you in your tracks, might I add at the worst time possible. Your performance began in five minutes- Could he seriously not wait?
“ Get out of my face, can you seriously not keep your dick in your pants for once?” His lips formed a dangerous smile, you pushing him away only made him more eager for your touch. Seeing you in your dress made him imagine the worst, you looked so delicate- precious even…
“ Aren’t you the one always begging me to fuck? I mean you’re the one that started this mess.” The laughter he let out barely masked the arousal, which filled his core. It was cute seeing how serious you got before performing… maybe thats why you won medals so often.
Because that passion you had for figure skating was unmatched, unfortunately Sunghoon almost broke that. Constantly finding a way to get in your head, “ Look who’s begging now…” You looked down at the outfit his trainer had him in, it was almost laughable.“ By the way you skated like shit- work on your form more.”
“ Work on my form, huh?” Your pussy practically molded to the surface of his knuckles, attempting to soothe the precision that was Sunghoons fingers.
“Is this good enough for you princess, or should I work on it…?” pumping inside you- barely allowing you to catch any breath. The tips of his fingers curled inside you, unbearably swirling around your tight hole.
Desperate moans were the only thing you could release, other than the squelches your drenched cunt made.
All the time apart gave Sunghoon a never ending drive- desperate to wear out your every hole.
Every move of his was selfish, as soon as he received your text he could almost imagine your golden image being ruined. Letting him bend you over in any position- completely ruining your body to his liking.
The best part of it all was you were for his eyes only.
“ You weren’t fucking anyone else hm?” His tone was cocky yet the insecurity he felt creeped up on him slowly. His envy only worsened his pumping, forcing a third finger to fit in your already tight hole…
A cry ripped through your throat, leaving a vibration even afterwards. “ Hm?” He dug his fingers deeper in you not even knowing that was still possible.
You could feel your insides twist and your stomach burn, truthfully you could barely even form a sentence in this state…
“ Is grass… g-green?” Somehow you managed to snicker between the force of his movements. Right now was really not the time to be joking around… Regrettably your ego was only making this a much worse experience for you.
Hearing your response Hoon only grew frustrated- pumping his fingers carelessly. Immediately he shut you up, incapable of having any control of your body. “ Yes or no…” The silence was filled by a mix of his precise pumping and your pathetic whimpers.
“ No! P-please. I only want y-you. Hoon.” the pitiful tone of your voice made him melt, your pussy clenched around his fingers attempting to adjust to this new pressure. It was a type of unbearable you felt guilty having pleasure in.
“ Now… call me your Ice Prince like the good girl I know you are.” His pumping paused- holding his fingers in place, stretching your clenched entrance.
Constantly Sunghoon wanted to remind you of your true position, which was beneath him… at least during sex that is.
Your vulnerability was the thing driving him crazy, knowing there was a side of you besides the perfect girl you painted yourself to be.
The soreness in your throat irritated even worse by your stuttering voice, “ You’re m-my Ice Pri-prince…” His straight face turned to a dangerous smirk, only rubbing the embarrassment in your face even more.
You felt his fingers finishing what he started, only this time teasing you with slow and steady motions. His ears were drowning with the sounds you released, only tempting him to let his perverted thoughts take over.
Seeing you backstage in your dress made him think the unimaginable, if he could he would’ve ripped it right off you… Of course he couldn’t do that, neither could he do anything too suspicious in public either.
Regardless that was all he wanted to do, to kiss you every time he laid eyes on you… The only thing stopping him from that was the never ending feud the two of you were in.
His lips began to trail your neck- nibbling and sucking gently. Groans escaped his mouth, finally being able to release the temptations you gave him this whole week. The warmth of his breath grazed your neck,
“ I want to taste you... Sit on me.” This wasn’t a question- No, it was a command you didn’t have a say in. The overstimulation your body felt could barely process his comment.
You simply felt him slip his fingers out from inside you, the cold air sending shivers down your trembling thighs. “ Did you hear me?” Immediately you nodded, ignoring the signs of exhaustion your body sent you.
He laid down, already prepared for you to ride his face. The excitement he felt almost slipped out from his nonchalant front.
Your knees sunk into his bed as his was head between your legs- admiring the beauty above him. Seeing him in position made your entrance wet even more than it already was.
The fascination he had for you was irresistible, you hated to admit how much Sunghoon turned you on. Even with all the insults he threw at you- that only made you crave him more.
Your stomach felt empty, and Sunghoon was the only thing to fill that appetite. His hands gripped your thighs- the aftermath from his fingering left a wetness on your right thigh.
Forcibly he brought you in, nuzzling his face in your folds. Your head rolled back- feeling his tongue press against your plump clit. His groans radiated against your delicate lips, his nails practically dug into your thighs.
Slowly you began to thrust your hips- his nose and chin rubbing against your wet entrance. The fluttering licks he laid made your muscles tense, your body begged to release the pit that burned inside you.
It was almost laughable how soon you were about to cum, and this only worsened that urge. Your hands grabbed his headboard continuously swaying your hips against his face.
Every suction and lick was delicate, wanting to savor every second of this moment. His hot tongue salivated just at the sight of your delicate pussy. The grip on your thighs loosened, finding their way to your arched ass.
His fingers sunk into your skin, piercing it with his nails. To Sunghoon there was no need to keep you a secret, if anything he wanted people to know… Perhaps thats why he left so many marks on you- For everyone around you to acknowledge you were his.
Yet you stopped that from ever happening, consistently covering each hickey- bruise, and scratches with caked on concealer or conservative clothing.
The stinging of his nails only intensified feeling a swift smack to your ass cheek. This wasn’t just a little smack, rather it was one that lingered on your skin- Tinting it a light pink.
Immediately you gasped, anticipating another… “ Fuck- Hoon…” Your breaths broke each word that had escaped your lips.
This new found silence of Sunghoon’s made your body tremble. His slurping spoke for him. Your grip on his headboard tightened feeling you reach your climax.
His tongue swirled around your clit, circling it frantically. The pressure was unbearable- feeling his every groan against your lips.
“ You’re s-such a fucking- pussy..” Your words only made his temptations impossible to resist… His dick pulsated, selfishly ready to fulfill his own desires.
Once more he smacked your ass, gripping them tightly. You were desperate, shutting your eyes tightly as a form to soothe the uncontrollable feeling that was Sunghoon’s tongue.
His hand slid to your free hand- intertwining his fingers with yours. “ Mhhh- So… pretty.” you could barely even make out his muffled words… Simply being able to focus on what was happening underneath you.
Little by little he guided your hand to his dick- wrapping it around his pulsating cock. You didn’t object to this- allowing him to instruct your strokes.
Hoon’s groans only intensified, his hips lifted smoothly to the base of your fist- Thrusting slowly… Your hands trembled feeling your stomach throb, your sweet cum was begging to be released.
It was unreal to you- vision hazy as your fingers tightened impulsively to his deep suction. The raspiness of your voice was evident, as your gentle moans were now pleading cries.
Sunghoon’s face was drenched- sticky with both his drool and your wetness. He didn’t mind it whatsoever- if anything he preferred how sloppy it was.
“ Hoon! Fu-” the muscles in your thighs quivered- barely allowing yourself to form a sentence. “ Please-” Your voice softened, sore and weak.
The grip on both his headboard and cock tightened, your stomach tensed up. A hot rush escaped your entrance, squirting profusely.
For a moment you felt relief, exhaling gently. Of course that wasn’t long lasting- “ So soon?” Sunghoon chuckled. He had every intention of sucking you dry, savoring every last drop of your sweetness.
“ Fuck you-” Everything about Hoon was insufferable to you, you loathed his every move, whether that was off or on the ice. For the past week you didn’t text him- didn’t even have the guts to look at him.
Foolishly, the two of you were too stubborn to ever admit the mistake that was your attachment. It was better like that anyways, you couldn’t even dare to imagine a relationship with someone like Park Sunghoon.
“ You already are.” That smug laughter of his met your ears again, only irritating you more. Your wrist strained, stroking his cock quicker as a way to shut him up-
There was something that hooked him to you, not just your body but your presence… Its obnoxious how radiant you were, you were a drug he couldn’t get enough of.
His hand held yours, guiding each stroke to his dick. Selfishly he was already thinking of more- your hand wasn’t enough for him… Truly nothing can fulfill his needs when it came to you.
“ Suck me like a good girl- Please…” His voice muffled under the wetness of your pussy, pleading for your mouth on his thick cock. The sudden switch almost made you reconsider-
His hips began to tremble as your strokes quickened, he could barely focus on eating you out anymore- The pressure of his cum begged to be let out. “ Only because you seem desperate…” Your nonchalantness was disregarded by Hoon.
As you got off him you finally got to see the state that Sunghoon was in- he was a complete wreck. His once neat imagine was now ruined as your cum marked his face.
The blush of his cheeks only intensified, noticing your intense glare. “ You look so much prettier quiet.” Your thumb wiped off some of the wetness from his cheek, he couldn’t handle it- Only turning his attention away shamefully.
You crept down to his crotch, mouth only inches away from giving him the pleasure he begged for- Seeing you in this position only made him greedier, your back arched perfectly, and you had this desperate look in your eyes. Everything about you in this moment was irresistible to him.
“ Fuck, just wrap your little mouth around my dick already-” His chest rose out of breath, truthfully he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to handle it- Regardless he had to.
“ Can you say please for me again?” It was undeniable you had to take advantage of sudden switch… As if he wasn’t already embarrassed enough you only made it worse by your request. “ Please… princess.”
Hearing his whiny voice only made your cockiness rise, grabbing the base of his cock. Your mouth grazed his tip, already spreading his precum on your delicate lips.
The warmth of your mouth made his breaths hitch- rolling his head back to contain himself. You were barely even a few inches deep, yet he was already weak, willing to do whatever you pleased.
Your tongue salivated, attempting to adjust to his size. For once you were quiet, not being able to let out any of your smart remarks- The only noises you managed to let out were small gags and slurps.
The grip of his base loosened, fully allowing yourself to take in every inch of him.
You head bobbed against his cock- your saliva was your only source of comfort. The heat in your eyes began to intensify, watering at your attempts of not gagging.
“ Can’t take it?” His voice- weak. Your mind was too distorted to even pay attention to his comment, only being able to focus on sucking his tense pulsating dick.
He was amused seeing how quiet you were, curious on seeing how much longer you could handle it…
His arousal controlled his every move, intertwining his fingers in your hair tightly- He attempted on giving you a support to what his perversions were telling him to do.
You were already having difficulties handling him- yet now you could feel his hips thrust from beneath you. His tip hit the back of your throat, barely allowing you to catch your breath.
Your fingers attempted to stabilize his movements, clutching your grip on his base impulsively. You tried your best to please him, but all you could do was try to handle it-
Despite your efforts your eyes continued to water, a tear rolling down your cheek. “ Atta girl, handling it like the medalist you are…” He teased you fully pushing your head against his dick- only causing you to groan loudly.
He kept you like that, swirling your head with the grip of your hair. His dick practically curled to the back of your throat, it was surprising how you managed to still contain his full length in your small mouth-
Your tongue salivated as it pressed flat along the side of his cock, “ Just a few more seconds princess, okay?” You shook your head, denying his comment.
It almost made you feel guilty enjoying this, allowing yourself to find arousal in the way he had you-
His thrusts began once more, only this time quicker, he didn’t appear fazed by your presence. Only focused on his selfish needs of cumming- Your gags and moans were consistent with his every push.
“ So… good.” His words turned whiney, signaling to you he was reaching his climax. As if his dick wasn’t already tense it stiffened, his hips rolled deep inside you. Ignoring your noises- he let out loud and desperate groans.
The tip of his dick slammed against the back of your throat, only irritating it more-
It was unbearable to him, feeling his cock fill with a hot rush- desperately wanting to fill that pretty mouth of yours.
Your vision grew hazy, only feeling your saliva mix with the sudden release of Sunghoon’s cum. You could hear his loud sigh, as his thrusts finally seemed to calm down.
It finally gave to a chance to catch your breath, despite how full your mouth was-
“ Swallow.” The grip of your hair loosened as his finger tapped your blushed cheek. You slipped your mouth out- cheeks puffed with his sweet cum.
The soreness of your throat barely allowed you to get it down fully… Sunghoon laid there, waiting to see your cheeks to hallow from your gulp-
Despite how much your mouth irritated you managed to swallow. Your whole body filled with embarrassment, feeling his hand push away your stray hairs “ Such a good girl…”
His words barely even registered in your head, honestly you were too distracted on trying to regain your stamina. It’s almost laughable how quickly your confidence left you- Cute even…
Your knees laid flat on the bed, sinking into his soft mattress. He began to lay soft nibs on the crook of your neck, opposite from his previous position.
“ Why do we have to be a secret…?” His hot breath laid perfectly against your soft skin. He admired your scent, taking it in, fascinated by it-
“ I want everyone to know you’re mine- for them to know I fuck their precious gold medalist every night...” You could feel the hairs on your neck stand up from his comment.
“ I don’t fucking like you- Get that through your head.” Only your words couldn’t convince either of you. It was obvious you both meant more to each other besides just being fuck buddies-
Even when you two attempted to get under someone it was never the same. You two desired only each other’s presence- even with how much you hated to admit it.
His sucking only deepened, pressing his lips against your skin delicately. “ Are you going to keep doing this to me? Where you say you hate me then ask me to fuck that pretty pussy of yours?” His lips parted into a cocky smirk, only irritating you more than his words.
“ Suck my dick.” It was almost impossible to not act like everything Sunghoon does disgusts you- And it was even more impossible to envision a life with him as a couple.
“ Like how you just did?” his hand crept up your chin- forcibly lifting it to allow more room for his marks. You didn’t object- almost curious of his next moves.
His hot tongue pressed against your skin, teeth slowly sinking into your neck. He was hungry for more- desperate even.
In all honesty all the times he saw you backstage- knowing he couldn’t have you was unbearable. You ghosting him only worsened it, jerking off wasn’t enough either- No, not even fucking some other ice skater could replicate you.
He reminisced on the sweet scent which lingered on his pale skin for hours, sure they might’ve looked like you but you were all he craved. Needed even-
You could feel the suction of his lips turn sloppier by the second, desperate to have every inch of your neck marked. His every breath took in your smell, savoring it with every inhale.
Despite the fact he already came, his drive didn’t seem on wearing out anytime soon-
Your body tensed taking in his every bite to your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly- crashing your body onto his.
His dick pressed again your lower stomach, still wet from his cum and your saliva. Defenseless you rolled your head back- not being able to break out from his grasp.
You didn’t test him like usual- simply allowing him to do whatever he pleased. If anything you enjoyed it- being his perfect doll …
“ Hoon please-” your breaths grew gentler attempting to adjust to his bites. This wasn’t like any of the other times, no. His main intention was to make you regret ghosting him for so long …
This time he didn’t care about being gentle, he wanted to hear your pathetic pleads echo across his walls- know you were fully his.
His laughter trickled down your neck, it was amusing to him seeing you so pathetic like this. You could almost envision the bite marks being left behind.
The sensation of his teeth grinding, barely separated by your delicate skin was the only thing you could focus on. It killed you instantly, placing your hands on his bare chest as a form of support.
You melted underneath his touch- fingernails piercing into him. All your manners disappeared, forgetting you were likely going to regret the scratches you dragged across him.
“ Fuck, I’m-” You pulled back interrupted his nibbles, snapping back into your usually mindset. Why would you be apologizing?
His glare softened, dazed and confused- Your stomach burned etched with the fascination he expressed in his eyes. “ Don’t stop-” you were in defeat, yet his look was something you submitted to every time.
Hearing those words were almost like music to his ears, “ Good girl.” his moist lips parted to a cocky smirk. One you seemingly grew to admire …
His head leaned down to your chest, finally breaking you free of his tight grip. Only this time finding something else to grab, his hand cupped your boob massaging them tensely.
His thumb circled your perked up nipple, the same motions he did on your clit previously. He knew how you shut you up, and that was something obvious to the two of you.
“ So pretty… These for my eyes only, right?” He looked up, slowly inching his tongue to your other nipple. You could almost see the instant switch in his eyes, desperate for your answer.
Despite your attempts you could only manage a pathetic nod, feeling his hot tongue flatten against your nipple. His kitten licks replicated the movements of his thumb, sending goosebumps across your chest.
“ Hoon...” you whimpered softly.
His hands slid down to your ass, cupping it as he did your boobs. He lifted you up onto his lap as if it were nothing- your pussy feeling his hard cock between its folds.
His balls pressed against you, feeling his every pulsation. A groan escaped his mouth, muffled against your boob.
Your ears filled with the wet sucking sounds, for once your body eased down letting his rare gentleness take control.
The stinging sensation of your scratches only linger on Sunghoon’s body, truthfully it was excruciating, of course he didn’t show that …
There was a silence that filled the room, only being interrupted by Hoon’s soft groans.
Your hips swayed against his dick, feeling his tongue fluttered against your perked nipple- Pulling it ever so slightly with his sucking.
“ Round two already?” His head parted, leaving a string of saliva connecting from your nipple. You were a bit surprised from how quickly he wanted to go again …
“ You’re so needy-” He didn’t deny it, only silently agreeing with his annoying smile.
His hands crept to your hips gripping them tightly, you gasped lightly. “ Yeah? And so what?” Forcibly he turned you around, back facing him.
At this point he could bend you every way and you’d allow it- like the desperate slut you are. Your clit throbbed, entrance already drenched from what Sunghoon was planning to do.
His arms wrapped around your waist once more, pressing your bare back on his chest. Your spine practically fit perfectly between his pecs, this side of Hoon was completely different than the other times-
Yet not even you could deny the arousal you felt spread across your body. Being able to feel his dick slip between your trembling thighs, there was a new found silence in Hoon. One you didn’t dare to question nor test.
Your body squirmed, feeling his hands press your folds to mold around dick. Impatiently, he didn’t take time to let you adjust- hips thrusting swiftly beneath you.
The crook of your thighs was barely enough space to hold his thick cock, forcibly making room with each thrust. “ Hoon please-” Your hand gripped on his forearm attempting to accommodate to his movements.
You were weak, simply having to take it- “ You can handle it like a good girl.” His tone rough and stern, showing little concern for your pleading. If anything it encouraged him for more.
His hips slammed against your ass, smacks echoing across his apartment walls. Your pussy provided lubricant for his tip, frantically pressing against your clit.
Hoon’s grip on your waist tightened- holding you in place, as his thrusting turned needier- slopier even. This was opposite from what he was on the ice- which was persistent, and elegant.
This side you were used to, if anything you saw him like this more than you saw the publics “ Ice Prince”.
He couldn’t help but break that when it came to you- losing his self control every time. His warm breaths grazed your neck, easing the bites that marked your skin.
“ So obedient.” You hated that word, yet that was the best thing to describe you.
Allowing yourself to be so belittled by Hoon, it’s pathetic. It was as if your accomplishments meant nothing when you were with him, obeying his every command.
“ F-fuck you.” Your voice shattered with every syllable, embarrassingly clinging onto whatever cockiness you had left.
He couldn’t handle it anymore- your smart remarks, seeing you remain so ignorant and cocky. It was almost impressive you maintained this front for so long …
He freed one of his hands loosening his grip ever so slightly, teasing your lips with his fingers- Prying your mouth open, finally giving you a reason to shut up.
“ Will you be quiet for me now?” his fingers laid on your flat tongue, saliva covering them. Hesitantly you nodded- the only thing you were really able to do.
Your teeth gritted against his skin, attempting to avoid biting down. Each noise you let out was muffled by the bondage of his fingers.
Seeing you like this drove Hoon crazy, wanting to see how far he could push it … “ Atta girl.” he gave you a cocky smile, one you couldn’t bare to look at.
He began pounding your body against his with brutal strokes, leaving you in shambles. Your throat ripped with moans, only to be sounded out.
His wet tip slammed against your clit uncontrollably- The crook of your thighs practically molded around his thick cock- Its sensitive skin beginning to turn a pale pink.
Every thrust is more brutal than the last, you could hardly imagine if it hadn’t been your thighs- Your pussy, or even your ass, could you have handled it?
The grip of your waist tightened squeezing your stomach, barely allowing you to catch any breath. A free hand making its way to cup your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers.
Almost instantly it perked up once more from his cold touch. “ I missed seeing you like this- letting me fuck you however I please.” His breath was soft and gentle, no where near the same as his pounding.
You couldn’t protest like usual, only groaning against his fingers. The vibration lingered in your aching throat, stuck like this you could only focus on the feeling of his slamming dick.
Glassy eyes growing hazy, staring at the ceiling- His hands massaged your boobs, eager for your body. Your orgasm hits you- legs quivering alongside his cock, “ Fuck. S-so good princess.”
His possessive tone still apparent- despite his trembling voice. Your pussy clenched, barely being able to handle Hoon anymore …
“ I want to hear you- say my name.” His two fingers slipped out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting from the two of you.
Immediately you caught your breath, chest rising heavily. “ Pussy.” You laughed stupidly at your comeback. Secretly he liked it- thrilled at your degrading. Of course he’d never share that with you though …
His grip on your boob maneuvered- pinching your nipple, asserting his position once more. “ What was that?” Your knees bent impulsively enduring the pain.
“ Sunghoon-! Please!” Your throat ripped with cries, feeling his pinching loosen after admitting your defeat.
His laughter rang in your ears, only rubbing the embarrassment in your face further. Before you could gather your thoughts you felt his free hand met your pussy.
He pressed your lips against him, the pressure causing your moans to worsen. Soft groans grazed your neck, his warm breath sent shivers down your spine.
“ Pretty girl…” the obsessiveness of his tone was swept away, desperate to cum. His head rolled on the pillow- grip loosing unintentionally.
His dick curled up, pounding continuing from beneath you- begging to release this neediness that built up.
“ Such a fucking loser-” your voice on the verge of wearing out- sore and rough. He wasn’t concerned of your comment, only continuing.
“ Shut the fu-” a load groan like no other escaped his lips, vibrating his throat. You looked down- seeing his cum squirt profusely.
A hot stream landed on your stomach messily, you couldn’t help but laugh from relief. His breathing grew heavy, exhausted from his stamina.
His arms let go of you- spreading them out lazily on the bed. Your first thought was to get off and clean yourself off- yet Sunghoon beat you to that.
“ I’ll get a towel, just stay there and look pretty.” Immediately he got up, walking butt naked to his bathroom. The air comforted you, Hoon’s cum trailing down your tummy.
His bed was a mess- ruffled with numerous stains from who knows what. The silence was interrupted almost immediately- stomach growling “ CAN WE ORDER TAKEOUT?!?!”
You two sat across from one another at his dinner table, sharing a large plate of chicken. The chewing from the two of you filled the silence, for a moment you looked at Sunghoon- skin glowing.
It almost frustrated you how good he looked after sex … Then your eyes noticed the sauce which covered his lips messily, “ You eat like a pig.” you let out breaking the silence.
He looked up immediately, licking his lips- “ Yeah? You don’t tell me that when I’m eating something else.” What ? You couldn’t help but stare as he gave you an innocent look … Ignoring what he had just told you.
He bursted out laughing, causing you to throw a bunched up napkin. “ You’re disgusting- this is why I’m a better ice skaters than you.” Despite your comment he kept laughing.
“ It’s not that funny, wrap it up already…”
His laughter faded- taking another bite and clearing his throat quickly after. “ I missed you though…” his expression left you dumbfounded, he’d never openly admitted he enjoyed being around you.
Whenever he did you simply didn’t believe it. “ Why didn’t you text me? Even if you didn’t want to meet- it would’ve been nice hearing from you.” He set the half aten chicken drum on the plate. Waiting for your response.
How could you even answer that question?
You could feel your heart start to race, your first instinct was to say something stupid so he could leave you alone. But that wasn’t the case.
“ I don’t know what you want me to say.” Your voice lowered, admittedly ashamed. His glance softened, truly all he wanted was to hear how you felt.
A feeling other than the fake hatred you both bounced back at competitions. “ That you missed me as much as I did.”
Your stomach turned- completely forgetting about your hunger. “ Then what will happen after I do? We keep pretending we don’t like each other? Nothing will change if I do, so stop it.”
His brows furrowed almost immediately. Yet you weren’t wrong, how could you two even manage a relationship after everything? He knew you had a good reasoning as to deny your feelings.
“ No, I want to be with you.” the tension between you two thickened, your mind could barely process what he was saying.
“ Look- I didn’t talk to you because I thought you were only interested in hooking up.” You sat back on the chair, observing every part of his face- Attempting to read his reaction.
“ NO! No, No.” He shook his hands immediately denying your answer.
“ Please, just let me take you out.” You could barely even envision it- Going on a date publicly with the “ Ice Prince” of figure skating…
