"Our so called love was that of toxicity and death."
THIRD PERSON POV
Y/N looked at Suga's eyes and sincerity beamed, he wasn't joking. He looked at Y/N like a lover to a love. But is this really real? Y/N looked at Suga,confused as to what it meant?
Do you like my body for the black market or in the positive side... nothing's in the positive side... Or or what if he meant that he won't let me go because,, fuck I'll be a slave won't I.. will I be tortured? A-at least I won' be auctioned? I mean he said he won't let me go.. BUT on the other hand am I even safe with him, I mean look at him he's beautiful.. I mean he's DANGEROUS.. please no torture. i mean he hadn't hurt me. But tried to scare yes..
Y/N overthinks Suga's words. The words he uttered were narrow and almost unbelievable, it was too hard to decipher. He's weird and too blunt. Y/N? Too naive, trying so hard to conceal her emotions and alter her fate.
Suga? He's falling in love.. He wants to taste her, he want her. But why?
Suga looks at Y/N and his feature softens. He want to do sinful things to her, sinful things for her. But he won't, at least not yet. He called this love, when he's clueless to what it means. He don't want to hurt her. He want to hold her tight and not let go.
Suga closed his eyes and leans closer and closer to Y/N's rattled face, until their lips met. Suga's kiss was innocent, like a first true one.
He kissed you.
Suga kissed you..
The psychopath kissed you...
Y/N was surprised by his sudden touch and didn't respond. She stood still, frozen, she didn't know how to do it. The movies didn't have a tutorial, not even the X rated.
Should I touch his arms or tilt my head?
He bit her bottom lip hard that it might bleed, but it was numb the loud heartbeat of Y/N hid the pain and showed the hot and sensual feeling out.He nibbles her lips like a tasty chewable. Suga lifts her chin and met her bewildered eyes, her pink cheeks and her plump lips. Their eyes met and they looked at each other with eyes of lust which is mutual.
Y/N felt hot and tempted and that feeling always wins. She felt the tense air enveloping her senses and she lost. They leaned in and their lips crash as if on cue. Y/N tried her best and she's an expert. Y/N bit Suga's upper lip earning a groan from him. It turned her on and that bite turned him on. They exchanged moans for a minute before Suga made another move.
And that is hovering above Y/N. He move to climb on top of her, not bothering to stop the make out session. He continues kissing her, rougher this time.
Doctor Suga made a new version of a session. Session is usually a meeting between the doctor and patient and this isn't one like that.
His thighs dominates her hips, his hands touching her waist while the other one slid under her ear and his mouth exploring hers. He didn't stop kissing her. This time was slow, he's addicted. It's too slow and passionate that it feels like a tease.
But now it became aggressive and he reigned over her. His big hands scoops her back, drawing circles making her arch it.
I can't do anything... I'm tied up.
"Unlock... me." she whined between moans of breath catching, raising her hands up making disturbing sounds.
He pecked her lips three times before unlocking the handcuffs. Y/N took a glimpse of his expression, sadly it was poker face. She shrugged it off. Her arms moved to his neck and harshly pulled him in deeper to her.
Making out session? Before I die? I guess. I think he do this to his previous victims. And I think I'm really screwed.