Found You

2. Deal With Me

“ Delicious ”
We both slipped out in unison. Sensational how it hit all my body parts in a form of tornado meeting a tensed volcano

“ Oh, no. I'm wet ”
Out of shame, I mumbled merely dripping down my thighs with a draught of juices

“ Why? What's wrong? ”
Harshly pouring in a thick amount of water, he got rid of muffle and queried

“ I'm, I'm just- ”

“ Just what? ”
Stunned upon the fact that there's a slick paddle right under my butt, I lost of words. But I realized it's a kinky choice of action, to risk keep talking with that moist condition

But why not?

“ Nothing. I was amazed that you really like the pizza ”
My composure had retrieved a second after bewildering and he's convinced upon my words

“ Oh, trust me. You'd be a good housewife in the future ”
Peppering my heart to fluster with such compliment, he gave me lucid high hopes

“ What if I say I'm ready to be one? ”
It had him pondering for a couple of seconds in silence. Wisely, I was flashed a gracious smile from him

“ You're too young to be considered, sweetheart ”
I was failed obviously. He failed me. Nothing could be more miserable than being out of consideration. All I meant for him was a young eager girl too desperate to be accepted. He silenced my words from shoving out of my cracked  throat. It was a long 7 seconds of quietness between us

“ I'm 18, Baek ”
The eyes that were averting mine came in contact with full of wonder

“ 18? Oh, your age only reminds me of how old I am, Y/n ”
That sentence never left his words as if alarming me that he's old. How old can he possibly be? He literally stopped aging at 20

“ You were a weird kiddo that sleeps with 7 pillows at night. It was like yesterday ”
His premise of life came out to the world, transferring the laws of longevity to his young silly niece. That wasn't the topic I tended to lead

“ You're only 30, Baek. Don't be overdramatic ”
A mockingly sarcastic snickers were the evidences of him disapproving me

“ I wanna tell you to enjoy your life, instead of believing what the beast inside your head says ”
His one hand came in touch with my left shoulder. It was mild and alluring, decking off my instincts, which were stopping me from crying out his name with pure lust

“ Baek-hyun ”
Pristinely, his head gyrated to my direction, searching a reasonable motive for calling his name out exhausted

“ Yeah? ”
He dared to stare into my eyes, waiting for me to say something like a gentleman he was. What a shame, that I didn't get to taste this hunk of meat before he married

“ I wanna scroll around the city. Will you be my guide? ”
Better idea. Just that thought of having him all alone by myself, syringed carnal needs to my guts. It was a sinless smile he had, but all I could imagine was the hellish godless but innocent

I wanna have your lips erasing the flaws on my skin, with every kisses you trail. Why don't you write it on my neck where all can see? Why don't you claim me as yours? I wouldn't be forgetting your name even when you wreck the shit out of me. I'll be your slave, my king

“ I'm afraid but I won't be your guide ”
Oh no. My plans became ashes and dust in one minutes of intriguing

“ As you know, Yejin wants me to pick out her dresses and, she also wants to manage for the catering. And I would be following all along. I'm really sorry ”
What I realized after the brainstorm was that, he's not a fling for sure. There's a thing in his head and he's not going to fulfill me untill I got to know what's that. But I smiled reassuringly