[ 02:32pm ] |
“So whiny.” You tsk, grabbing a fistful on Haechan’s hair and forcing him to meet your eyes. The boy is on his knees, his hands handcuffed behind his back. His eyes are mischievous as they look up at you.
“I’m not whining.” Haechan says, keeping his glance on you. “Why’re you always such a brat, baby boy? Don’t you want to be good? Don’t you want my mouth on your cock? Or did you just want to brag about it to Renjunnie?” You ask, pulling his hair again. Another whine leaves his lips as he keens into your hands. “Y-You heard?” He asks, licking his lips, trying (and failing) to hide his smirk.
“Don’t act like you didn’t want me to, Haechan.” Your voice is flat as you speak, not wanting to give into his wants. The boy flutters his eyes closed, “I just wanted to brag. Renjun loves to hear all about you. He has such a crush on you, you know.” Haechan says, his cock twitches as he talks. He is almost eye level with your pussy, he can almost smell your arousal. He knows you know about Renjun’s little crush, he exploits it whenever he can.
“Then maybe I should call Renjun in here, I know he could be a good boy for me, unlike you.” You say, smirking as his eyes snap up back to you. “I bet Renjunnie would love to have his eager tongue in my pussy, wouldn’t he? Let’s call him, then, huh?” You smile, walking behind the boy to where your phone lay on the bedside table. Haechan’s wide eyes follow your every movement, and his jaw drops once he hears the dial up ringing as you put your phone on speaker.
“Hello?” Renjun’s crisp voice answers the phone, you smirk back at Haechan, walking closer to the boy. Your voice is syrupy sweet as you answer him,
“Hi Junnie, are you free?”