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In the earliest morning he opens his eyes just to see you sleeping on him. Yes, your entire body is on him while you're sleeping soundly. He rubs your back lightly pecking your forehead.

You hum and peck his chest as he's smiling wide. "Did I wake you?" Slowly opening your eyes you look up at him and shake your head with a pout on your face. He chuckles and pulls you closer if that was possible.

He keeps kissing your forehead until you're giggling. "Stop it... Koo" He loves this nickname from your mouth.  He turns you around such that now he's on top of you. He leaves sweet pecks on your lips leaning down to your ears.

"You're so sweet. I just want to keep kissing you." He nibbles on your earlobe making your cheeks go red. The adrenaline rush in your body is high.

You wrap your arms around his neck kissing under his ear. "Me too." You whisper lowly. And the next second you both are kissing each other. Playing with each other's tongue.

He slightly pulls away and look at you. "I knew I'm a born painter." He gives this sly smirk to you making you frown. You follow his gaze and see your skin having deep purplish marks.

You look back at him with the same smirk on your face as his. "No, Jeon. I'm better than you." And he knows exactly what you're talking about. Both of you gonna have a hard time hiding those marks.

"Hey, I'm better. You want me to show you." And before you speak he's already sucking your neck making you moan. Swirling his warm tongue over the bitten skin he leaves a mark under your ear. "You know, I can't even see that." He rolls his eyes staring back at you. "Mirror is used for reflection if you've studied light?"

You pull his nipple for this knowledge thingy you didn't ask for. He hissed rubbing his abused nipple. "What was that for?" You smile cheekily at him.

"It was looking tempting to me. So I pulled it." He's so done with this girl right here. He can't even do anything because of that cute smile on your face.

"Oh, wait... We have school!" Widening your eyes you're ready to stand up but you're pulled down on the bed with those masculine arms around your waist. "It's Saturday." Heaving out a sigh of relief you lie there with him licking your chest.

He wasn't joking when he said he ain't gonna stop.

"How did you manage to maintain such a great body? I thought, all you did was to lie on your bed." He says while having your nipple between his teeth. He's sucking it like a literal baby. Looking down at him you want to squish his cheeks because those cheeks are so puffy. And so you do.

"Excuse me? I-...um I-" Well his statement is true. Working out is not in your routine. Diet? C'mon girl, who even says no to food. But you have to give a nice answer.

"Genes you know." Good one. Now there's no reply from his side. He's so busy playing with your boobs that he doesn't want to talk anymore. You don't even want to push him away because you're loving it.

The way his hand is roaming all over your body, the way he's playing with your nipples. The way his naked body feeling against, it's all so dreamy.

"Koo... I'm hungry, aren't you?" He shakes his head. "My breakfast is right in front of me." You smack his shoulders making him frown. "Stop it. I'm talking about food. Like eatables. Like real breakfast on the dining table."

You're whining and he's enjoying this moment. So why not tease you a bit more.

"Yes baby, you're real. You want me to eat you on the dining table. Sure." He is getting off the bed picking you up in bridal style. You roll your eyes because you're really hungry and he's playing right now.

"I'll eat you raw, if you don't stop." A very visible smirk on his face at your double meaning sentence. Realizing what you said you're whining again.

He chuckles rubbing his nose on yours. "Let's clean up and then we eat, yeah?" He see a wide smile on your face as you're nodding.

"Let's go" He is carrying you to the bathroom. "We gonna shower together?" You ask with a frown on you forehead. He gives you a firm nod. "Don't worry. We are going to just bath and come out." You're looking at him with suspicious eyes. "Are you sure?" He's nodding and nodding so maybe it's really just shower.

"Okay, then"

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You're glaring at him. Like throwing daggers on him with your eyes. He's trying hard to avoid your burning eyes and focus on cutting the vegetables but he can't make food while having someone glaring at him that way. He feels threatened.

"Don't look at me like-like you didn't enjoy." He keeps away the knife looking up at you. You narrow your eyes tilting your head. "You said we were just showering?" He blinks his eyes scratching his nape.

"Hey. That... It's not my fault." You scoff poking your inner cheeks. "Okay, so who's fault it is that I'll be limping for 2 days straight?" He clears his throat. "Well, I can carry you"

"Oh yes. I forgot I'm a carry bag." He's pouting while slicing the onions slowly. "You were wet... I mean wet with water under the shower. I couldn't control Hehe." And he's grinning again at you.

So this man right here told you that he is gonna just have a bath with you but when you went inside with him after a few minutes under the shower you were pushed to the wall and kissed by this hot bulky man. Now who is so stupid to stop.

But you didn't know he would bend you and bang you against the wall. Man, his grunts with the sound of water flowing at the background sounded so hot. Wish you would've recorded it.

"Leave it. I'll make the food." You're walking towards him but he stops you. "I'm doing it. That's it." You laugh his sentence off. "Did you ever even entered a kitchen?" And he's offended by that. "Why do you always underestimate me? I'm the best cook you'd ever meet." And you're laughing your lungs out at it.

Now he gotta show his talent here.

"Oh yes. Best cook from bottom. Leave it. I don't wanna die of food poisoning." Damn... It's too much. Too offending. He tilts his head poking his inner cheeks looking a bit intimidating. You instantly stop laughing and clear your throat.

"I mean, I'll do it quickly an-" He shows you his index finger telling you to shut the fuck up. "If not the best. I'm sure I'm better than you." You scoff in disappointment. What does he think of himself? He? Better than you? LMAO.

"Is that a challenge?" He narrows his eyes thinking for a while. "Maybe." You nod your head wearing the apron.

"Okay then. The one who wins will receive a reward."