beomgyu's hand pushing up your skirt, just to squeeze at your thigh, digging his nails into you. it reminds you of what happened earlier, how he had his head between your legs and ate you out like a man starved, he's rough with you but you like it. he knows it stirs you up, makes you weak in knees. "gyu, not here.." a hushed response but he doesn't pay any attention to it, "don't you like the rush of being caught?" you said nothing after that because you did, you loved everything about it, loved how anyone could tell you and he were getting up to no good. "good girl, that's what i thought."











