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Eunha was very angry. How dare San take her ring off and steal it? When it doesn't belong to him. Maybe this was his payback for her touching his journal, but she didn't steal it. She stomped to her room, opening the bag she had filled with their gifts. She grabbed his, the heaviest one of all. She was tired of his previous behavior and confusing ways. That was their purpose, but now she had more reason to use these on him. If San wasn't giving her the ring back, she was taking it from him. Hiding it wouldn't be the problem, but getting it on him before he fights back is the issue. The cold material iced her hand before she hid them in her back pocket. When she arrived at his room, where she hoped she would find him, and opened the door without a word or knock. He already knew she was there, he could hear her heart racing in anticipation. San was standing in the middle of his room, waiting for her when she closed it behind her. He didn't say anything, and neither did she. Instead Eunha rushed to him and jumped onto him, mashing their faces together. He didn't get a chance to read her mind to foresee her purpose or intentions, he was able to grab onto her and support her. The force of her crashing into him, sent them hurdling back. He fell with his back to the mattress, pulling her with him. His tongue was in her mouth before he even touched the bed, hands crawling on her body. She pulled away, staring down at him. San followed her, raising himself on his elbows, and locking their lips once again. Eunha pushed him back. "San-" The vampire was dead set on having his tongue in her mouth, not giving her a chance to speak. "San-" "Shut up, I'm not stupid. This is just a cover for you to get the ring back." He wrapped a hand around her throat and lurched her forward. His grip kept her from going anywhere, she instead melted into the kiss and let him fill her mouth with his salivated tongue. San rolled them over, trapping her under him. He finally released her mouth and attacked her jaw with bites. "Okay.. fine.. I was going to do something for you.. in return for the ring. And I promise to not wear it around you.." Moans slipped past her words as he trailed down her neck. "Like what?" "I want to ride you. You don't have to do anything.. I'll do it all for you.." San slowly pulled away and lifted his head to meet her gaze. "Fine.." The vampire rolled them back over, propping himself against the headboard. She stared at it for a moment before mashing their lips together again.      San had a firm grip on her hips, she took that as her chance to slide the item out of her pocket. She slapped one around his wrist before shoving them to the headboard, locking both wrists against one of the metal loops.      San stared at the golden cuffs, with leather bands lining the inside. "What is this?"      "Your restraint. I can't punish you if you're the one in charge." Eunha crawled off of him slowly, getting off the bed. "You think you're smart, but you have to let me out of these eventually." The playful look San was wearing earlier was long gone, replaced with a cold dead glare. She knew that already, but for the time being he was under her control, not the other way around. "That maybe true, but I'm going to love torturing you until then." "Eunha," Her heart thumped in her chest, he was mad enough to use her name instead of the usual condescending 'darling'. "You're playing a nasty game." "Shut your mouth and enjoy the show." San watched her begin to remove her clothes, being sure to take her time. The erection in his pants were evident, it was standing straight up, trapped by the fabric wrapped tightly around his hips. "It's kind of hard to undress me if I'm chained to the fucking bed." Eunha gave him a knowing smirk, getting up on the bed to straddle his waist. She made sure her core was pressed against his obvious boner. He snapped up in a flash, but the cuffs kept him from going far. His face was inches from hers now, his heavy breathing clogging her senses. "Who said anything about me pleasuring you?" His scent hit her full swing. She never paid much attention to it, because it was always faint and she could never get enough to point it out. For some reason it was far stronger, she almost choked from how intense it was. San smelled like a mixture of cinnamon, nutmeg, and a deep earthy scent. She hadn't smelled this before, and couldn't point out the exact scent. The gold made a loud clanging noise against the metal, she felt her insides jump but she kept her composure. "So all of this for the ring?" "Actually no, I bought them for you when Seonghwa took me to the village. My intended use was to finally get you to talk rather than run away or convince one of the others to fuck me." She could feel his cock throbbing against her, fighting it's confines. "Now I just want to torture you a little bit, for once." "Awe, you want me to talk about my feelings?" He made a pouty face and altered his voice. "I want you to be honest with me. You're not good at hiding that you're lying. I know you-" San snapped against the cuffs again, trying to get as close to her as he can. "You don't fucking know me." "I know you well enough to know when you're fucking lying." Eunha grabbed the underside of his jaw. "Just tell me. Why are you so scared to just tell me?!" San laughed maniacally, before returning to the harsh stare. "You're lucky if I don't butcher you when these come off." "I tried to do it the easy way." Eunha scooted herself backwards, laying towards the end of the bed. She was now mirroring the vampire, sitting back on one elbow while her other hand started to play with one of her tits. She rubbed the perked nipple with her index finger. Her eyes didn't break from the vampire, who was almost shaking in rage. His jaw was clenched so tight, his jawline could slice her throat. She let a moan roll out of her mouth, before her hand crawled down her stomach and immediately found her clit. She started a slow pace to build herself up before she increased it. More moans started coming out as she felt her orgasm begin to climb higher. She stopped it halfway and slipped two fingers inside of herself, pumping before finding the spot that made her falter for a moment. She kept her eyes open, no matter how hard it was for her not to throw her head back in pleasure, wanting to see his face. "Decisions, decisions.." San spoke in a low growl. "What?" She began to grow closer to release, bucking her hips, barely catching his response. "I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do to you when I break out of these." Eunha took a second to register his words, they didn't make sense because he can't break out of them. She didn't get a chance to respond, San jerked his hands forward and the restraints broke instantly. Eunha froze in her place, high leaving immediately as she tried to comprehend what just happened. "Next time, test to make sure it's real gold, darling."

Now Playing; All Again by Nick Alexandr

Eunha tried to jump off the end of the bed but San wrapped a hand around her throat and lurched her back towards him. She gasped, airway cut off from his tight grip. Her hands flew to his wrist, trying to remove it. San shoved her against the mattress, trapping her under him. He released her airway some, to let her breath. He watched the fear in her eyes clash with the lust. "I don't think you know how bad you fucked up by doing that darling, that little charade.." "Tell me.. you love me.." San pulled her up and slammed her back on the bed, a moan leaving her mouth. "Stop that nonsense!" She grunted in response, the same fiery look in her eye. "No.. you're lying.. to yourself.. you can't lie.. to me." She let go of his wrist and reached up to his face, trying to caress his cheek.     San grabbed her wrist with his free hand and pushed it flush against the mattress. She did the same with her other hand, he let go of her neck and grabbed the other wrist. "Fucking stop it!"     "Why can't you just tell me?" San stared down at her, his composure slowly slipping.      "You want me to lie to you?"      "Yes." Eunha knew it wasn't a lie, but if that's what it took for him to actually say it, she would take it.      He stared deep in her soul for a moment, taking in every detail in her mind. "Here's how we will do this, keep in mind I'm being very, fucking, generous with you right now. Give me a word, to stop me from what I'm about to do to you."      He confused her even more, denies caring anything about her and then asks for a safe word, like Seonghwa.      "A safe word?"      "A word, a word for you to say if I go too far."      Eunha laughed in his face. "Since when did you care about if I ever enjoyed it?"     "Because I know you enjoyed that. But you have me so fucking enraged I might actually break you in half and still fuck you like a whore."      "But I'm your whore.."      "I'm being fucking serious Eunha. Last chance." Everything in her screamed to run and get out of there. But she stayed and gave him a lustful look.      "Oh, I'm so scared. I'm going to cry now."     "Oh, darling. You'll be crying alright."      San left her arms at her sides to remove his shirt and then his pants, dick rock hard and ready to go.      "Your word is Sunrise." His arms grabbed her hips and yanked her down the bed. He threw her legs to hang from his spread thighs, forcing hers open too. He trapped her between him and the sheets, inserting himself in her. San held her by her throat, his pace enough to push her up the mattress. She let out a stream of moans, hands flying to his shoulders.      Eunha arched her back off the bed, staring up at the blonde vampires sharp eyes, looking back into her soul. Her nails pierced his skin, pleasure flourishing through her veins.      There was an obscene noise filling the room when their skin made contact, echoing with her moans and his soft grunts. Her eyelids fluttered close from the euphoria, but San jolted her against the mattress. She snapped them open, meeting his gaze once again. "Keep looking at me.."     A laugh slipped out between her moans. "Tell me you love me.."     "Why can't you just leave it alone?" His hand left her neck and wrapped around the back of her head, lacing his fingers with the roots of her hair.      San jerked her up upright and slammed their lips together, slowing down his hips while their tongues mingled. His saliva dripped and mixed with hers, seeming to drug her more and drag her closer to release. She came a second later, tightening around him. His hips jerked slightly before going back to his original pace, driving in with rough and pristine movements. Their lips disconnected by San pulling them apart, a trail of their saliva strung out between them. He held her upright while he continued to thrust into her at a fast pace. "Fuck!"      Eunha tried to throw her head back but his hand prevented her from moving, mouth falling agape. Her legs began twitching against him, pleasure rising higher. "Please don't stop.." Her hands reached for his back, looking for stability against the force of his movements.      Her plea sent goosebumps all over him. "Your wish is my command, darling." San didn't change his pace, watching her grow closer and closer to release. After she came the second time, he reached down and used his thumb to begin playing with her clit. She screamed into the immediate third one. "S-San!" "Again." He used his weight to push her back down against the bed. Their foreheads connected, eyes still locked. Her nails dug down his back.      It was becoming hard for her to respond between his jarring thrusts and his fast swiping thumb. "F-Fuck! S-an I-" Her body spazzed under him, a fourth orgasm running through her like fire and ice crashing.      San stopped his thrusting, still slowly moving his thumb. He removed his hand from her neck, instead using it to prop himself up. "Gods you're so wet."     She whimpered from his comment, body still slightly twitching. His thumb left her clit before trailing his index finger to her stretched cunt, shoving two in to rub her bundle of nerves.      Her hands grabbed his wrist, trying to stop his movements. "You're so good for me when you're compliant. It's almost better than forcing you into submission.."      "You're.. a fucking... asshole." San smirked down at her, shoving in a third finger. She moaned loudly, legs trembling and trying to close but his body was separating her legs.      "But you love it."      "I love you."      Eunha didn't get to see his facial features when she said that, she felt empty and then he turned her over. She was shoved against the mattress by his weight, his hips straddling her thighs.      San used his slicked up fingers to penetrate her tight rimmed hole. The intrusion sent her crawling away but he kept her in place. "How can you say you love me after all I've put you through?"      Another finger slipped in, scissoring them to stretch her out. She moaned at the pained pleasure, hands pushing at his bare thighs. "Maybe.. it's all the trauma.."      He continued with both fingers, sliding deeper. "Yeah? So you're fucked up?"      "Just like the rest of you.." San added a third finger, another moan leaving her mouth.      "You fit right in, don't you?" She was empty again, his fingers left her but was replaced with something larger.      A scream left her lips but he shoved her face into the mattress, cutting it off. He started a slow, agonizing pace. He spread her ass cheeks to slid deeper, watching his cock disappear within her.      Eunha raised her face from the sheet, laying her head to the side. "If you don't care about me.." Her moan cut herself off when he made a sharp thrust. "Why care about my.. pleasure?" Her breath grew frantic as the pleasure overtook her.      San didn't answer this time, letting go of her ass to lean over. His hands grabbed her wrists and shoved them to the bed, lips finding her neck.      His pace picked up, getting rougher each stroke. She gripped the sheets tightly as he drug her closer to another release. "S-San! I- can't!"      "Yes you can, darling.. be a good girl for me." He began sucking on the sweet spot behind her ear, turning up her moans.      He changed his direction, thirsting deeper. "Please!" Euphoria wracked over her body, throwing her closer to the edge. He picked up his pace, slamming into her.      Skin slapping filled the room along with her moans and his grunts.      Right before she could come he stopped, pulling out of her entirely. She whined at the loss of contact but he cut of her when he pulled her upright.      San swiped all the pillows onto the floor, shoving her body against the headboard. He leaned back on his knees and ankles, inserting his hips between hers and the bed.      His cock slipped between her folds and grazed her clit. "Watching you writhe in pleasure is so fucking hot." He laced his hand around her throat and shoved his cock in.      Between being pressed against the headboard and his body, she had no room for movement. He leaned her back and his cock slid deeper, bumping against her cervix. "San!"      He began his rough pounding, tip rubbing her spot before slamming into her cervix, every thrust.      Eunha felt as if he only got deeper each stroke. "You're basically quaking around me.."      "Fuck.." He grew rougher, faster, the pleasure picking up where it left off.      "Say my name.." He made a sharp thrust.      "San!"      "Again.."      "Please San! Please let me come! Please!" Her words were urged by the biting sensation she felt.      Tears welled up in her eyes, her strength to keep herself upright was failing. She fell back against his chest and he bottomed out, stopping his pace.      She came as he did so, screaming and thrashing with the overstimulating pleasure.      Once he knew it was over, he started his thrusting again. He punched moans and whimpers from her lips. She had lost all strength, leaning back flush against him.      He tilted her head to the side and their lips met. She let him take the led, his pace growing faster and harder as he chased his own.      Her mouth fell agape and his tongue slipped in, engulfing her whole mouth with his own. He stopped when his cock began twitching inside of her, hips stuttering. Their moans mixed together.      "S-an.."      "Shhh.. it's almost over." The noises that left his lips only grew louder. "Fuck.."     "Sannie.." She came again with a moan, her response did the same for him.      He came, filling her up. She was trembling and twitching against him, he was still sheathed fully inside of her. "Call me that again and there will be round two."