♡Maybe I Don't Hate You | Yeongyu/Beomjun♡

Beomgyu's POV | 23

"I love you. I reeeeaaaally love you."

"I love you too Jun."

He stopped walking once we reached a tunnel, and pulled me to face him. He ran his hands up and down my sides, caressing me to the point where I felt like falling asleep in his arms. He leaned down and started kissing my neck. That felt really good.

He unzipped my sweater and moved further down my neck, bringing his hands back down to my ass and gripping it, before backing me into the wall of the tunnel, pressing himself on me. My face grew hotter and hotter by the millisecond, and I may or may not have let out a breathy moan.

"Damn Beomgyu, calm down, I ain't fucking you right now."

"What are you talking about?" I questioned.

He smirked and chuckled, kissing me on my lips.

"Mwhhh~" I moaned... again.

"See?" He said as he pulled back. "You're so fucking desperate, hahah."

"It's not my fault. Every time you touch me, it takes just two seconds before I'm completely nude."

He scoffed.

"Yeah." I concluded.

His hands felt so good on my body, and his warm, wet mouth was like ecstasy. He connected his mouth with mine once more, this time, slipping his hand up my clothes and onto my peck.

"Yeonjun...*mwh*... you're gonna make me cum..." I said in between kisses.

"I haven't even touched you."

"Shit this is embarrassing, let's go." I mumbled.

"What's embarrassing?" He asked, running his fingers through my hair. I tried zipping up my sweater and leaving, but he put his arms on either side of me to prevent me from leaving. "What is it?" He asked again.

Ah, his legs are open. I can try crawling through them.

"Nothing... just the fact that you didn't do anything and I was still almost pushed over the edge." I quickly dropped down to the ground to try to crawl through his legs, and—

"AAH!" He reached down and grabbed me my the hair, bringing me to a halt.

I know this looked so wrong from another person's POV.

Outta nowhere, this old man and woman approached the tunnel, as they were walking along the trail as well.

"Oh no. What are they doing?" The woman said

"Yeonjun, let me go!" I whispered.

I was knelt down in front of Yeonjun, looking up at him, and his fingers were locked in my hair as he leant over me with one arm on the wall and his legs apart.

Very... suggestive looking... to say the least.

"Oh we need to pray for them..." said the man.

Yeonjun got down to my level and held my face. "What's the matter?" He asked in a deep tone. "Okay let's go, hahah." He laughed. We walked in the other direction to head back to the car, and we were about to pass the old couple.

"Don't start anything Yeonjun."

"They're old, so I won't. But if they were our age, then I probably would've done something dumb."

"Ugh."

We kept on walking. The sounds of his footsteps became quieter.

"Junnie?"

"Hm?"

I looked back and saw that he was quite a few steps back.

"What were you doing?" I sighed. I stopped in my tracks for him to catch up, and once he did, I linked onto his arm and leaned onto his side.

"Watching you." He said.

"Okay..."

We headed back to the car, and before I knew it, we were on our way home.