Love Me (I Do) Chap. 3 [M]

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Title: Love Me (I Do)

Pairing: Kaisoo (Fem!Kyungsoo)

Genre: Genderbender, Romance, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Length: Series

Summary: Being in an unrequited love is something everyone has experienced in their life. Stealing glances from afar, smiling to yourself just because your crush glances back at you. Wanting to get into the seat next to them. Pouting when they don’t see you. Do Kyungsoo has experienced it all.



















 
Chapter 3



Jongin breathes as he throws himself onto his bed. He has just come back from the play with his friends and his body is all sweaty and gross but he could care less.

Yixing wins over him again and fuck, Jongin curses with a smile, because his friend has gotten a lot better in basket by now. He should train harder to be able to beat Yixing next time.

He shrugs his coat away, throwing it down to the floor and sighs; listening to the complete silence in the place he calls home.

His parents are great. They are rich, they love him, they spoil him, they give him everything, but Jongin sometimes wonders whether they really love him like that when they barely have time for him.

They wouldn’t know that their son has been screwing girls and currently ruining a certain girl’s future.

But again.

Kyungsoo doesn’t seem to mind.



Speaking about Kyungsoo and suddenly thinking about her face, Jongin groans because, fuck, he wants to taste her again. She is the most innocent one from all Jongin has met.

His fingers wander down to his pants and with a few flicks here and there, he grabs the base of his cock and gives it a squeeze.

How he wishes it’s Kyungsoo’s mouth around it.

Jongin growls because Kyungsoo has never blew him. He should try it soon. Kyungsoo wouldn’t mind.

Right?

Right.



Jongin comes with a loud whisper of the girl’s name, cum spurting onto the brown wooden floor.



Kyungsoo drives him insane.

She is just a mere boring girl. She talks less and she ignores everyone. She hangs out with that noisy Byun girl and that tall freak Park. She listens to music most of the times and she takes notes on everything the professors have said.

And Jongin knows this not because he is staring at her for the whole time.

No, he is not.

Jongin is just… paying more attention to the smallest detail.

Yeah, right.

Like anybody would believe it.



Do Kyungsoo has been haunting his mind for like months.

She has the smoothest skin, the thickest thighs, the softest lips, the sweetest vagina, and the most beautiful eyes.

In Jongin’s mind, she is swimming around with her soft pleas and moans.

Sometimes Jongin wonders what he feels for her.

It’s not a mere lust. Not anymore.

It might be one before, but now along the time they spend together (in any surface they could find to fuck), Jongin begins to pay more attention to her.

Like how soft her voice when she speaks. Or like how she has the tendency to squint her eyes when the professors’ handwriting is too small. Or even how she smiles; all those heart-shaped and half-moon eyes, whenever that Byun girl spills some jokes.

She is like the epitome of innocent, but along with it, she comes with the most powerful venom, dragging Jongin away from his normal life.

He couldn’t remember the last time he spends his time with a girl more than a month.

And with Kyungsoo, it makes them eight months of screwing each other.

Jongin screwing her body; and Kyungsoo screwing his mind.



There’s just something; something that Jongin has yet to find out what it is about why he feels weird whenever Do Kyungsoo is around; or whenever Do Kyungsoo stares at him with her wide, innocent eyes.



***



Jongin sends a quick grin to the girl walking behind him. He comes around the corner and stops Kyungsoo from leaving the campus building, asking whether she has the rest of the day free because he might needs help from her about… some lectures or whatever.

Kyungsoo nods her head and Jongin beams at her.



They enter the silent house where Jongin is living. He locks the door and completely drags the curtains close just because he hates it when the light is too blinding. Kyungsoo could feel the thick tension between them and it doesn’t take a genius to understand the real motive of Jongin’s invitation for her.

He guides her up to his room. She manages to glance at the very same portrait on the wall where little Jongin was smiling widely with a trophy in his hands and his parents were standing proudly beside him.

It makes her smile everytime she looks at it whenever she visits this house because Jongin seems so adorable in that.

The door of Jongin’s room is closed behind him and Kyungsoo takes notice of Jongin’s dimmed room, where the curtains are drawn close and the only light coming is from the slight gap between the curtains itself.

“Soo,” Jongin calls, coming up behind her and hugs her close. Kyungsoo closes her eyes as she stops herself from trembling at the sensual call from him.

Jongin’s hands are on her almost immediately, rubbing tenderly along her sides and there are kisses running down from her ear to her neck. She sighs, body goes slack as Jongin is acting so gentle today.

It’s kind of weird, but Kyungsoo doesn’t mind it.



Jongin watches from the corner of his eyes how Kyungsoo seems to relax completely in his arms and how she seems to trust him very much. With a small grin playing on his lips, Jongin slips his hands under the blouse Kyungsoo is wearing, lifting it up from her and throwing it somewhere in his messy room.

He can feel her shiver when his hands touch her bare skin, and with a soft kiss against the side of her neck, Jongin drags the zipper of her skirt down and it pools around her ankles.

She is pretty, with her only undergarments covering her most intimate body part.

“Let me try something new to you, baby,” Jongin whispers, pulling onto his loose tie and wrapping it around her eyes, completely blinding her from any sight.

He hears her gasps in surprise and she goes rigid for a while, but when Jongin gently brings her towards his king sized bed, she sits down carefully and slowly going relaxed.

“J- Jongin?” She whispers hesitantly, waiting for his next move.

Jongin bites his own lip because god damn her voice is so sensual. He could waste his time just to hear her voice.

He gets rid of his own clothes, standing nude in no time while keeping his eyes still on the girl still clad in bra and pale-pink panty in his bed. Grabbing the condom from the nightstand and rolling it down onto his cock, Jongin then sits behind her and catches the sight of them on the full-size mirror across the room.

“Soo, relax.” Jongin whispers into her ear as he drags her soft body backwards, pressing his chest against her back close.

“W-What, um, what are you going to do?” She mutters curiously. Jongin smiles and leans over her shoulder to peck her lips.

“Wanna try on something new.”

Jongin slips his arms under her armpits, moving to her chest and groping her mounds through the bra. Kyungsoo gasps loudly, not seeing this coming and she begins to writhe on the bed, slowly getting turned on. He massages her boobs slowly and eases some moans from Kyungsoo. She relaxes completely against him and Jongin smiles at that.

His right hand creeps down her flat belly, dragging his fingertips across the smooth skin and the ministration makes Kyungsoo shivers. Jongin’s hand stops by the elastic band of her panty, before the fingers slowly slip under the fabric. Kyungsoo is breathing so hard by now, chest heaving up and down and she grabs Jongin’s thighs on each side of her, gripping onto them as if her life depends on them.

“Ah,” she whimpers when Jongin’s index finger traces her down there, before starting to rub her slowly. Kyungsoo arches her back, completely unable to do anything with the way Jongin easily controls her body and her reaction and also with the state of her unable to see anything.

“Jongin,” Kyungsoo mutters breathlessly, feeling the tip of his finger touches her clit. She moans, clearly wrecked and all Jongin could do is to stare at their reflection on the mirror and admiring just how the picture looks so… weirdly beautiful.

It’s so sickeningly beautiful and Jongin doesn’t know what to do.

He watches as Kyungsoo fidgets around, with her arms grabbing onto him dearly. Jongin takes a sharp intake of breathe before tracing his lips along the line of her neck, peppering kisses once in a while.

She is so beautiful and innocent and Jongin feels so bad for using her like this.

But it’s what his heart wants ad he desires Kyungsoo. To touch her, to hold her, to please her, to hear her say his name, and to see her like this. Only him.



“Oppa,” Kyungsoo blurts suddenly and she yelps when Jongin’s cock hardens against her lower back.

Jongin grunts against her ear, before he is unclasping her bra and throwing it away and then grabs the hem of her panty and pulling it down her ankles. Kyungsoo gasps through her breathes, feeling his hands all over her body, leaving trails of burning touches across her skin.

She is so small, so tiny in his arms. She is so cute and so breakable. It’s so easy to just ruin her completely and to wreck her fully.

Jongin wants nothing of that.

He gently pushes her onto her hands and knees, ignoring the confusion whimper from her before he is grabbing her by her hips and slowly guiding her back down to sink onto his fully erected cock.

Kyungsoo wails at the sudden penetration and she goes rigid.

“I’m sorry.” Jongin whispers, pecking her cheek softly. She gasps, nodding afterwards while her nails are digging into his legs.



Jongin bites his own lip; because he is liking this too much. He is liking the feeling way too much and this can’t be happening.

He bucks his hips up, eliciting a surprised squeak from Kyungsoo and it makes him chuckles. She is just too adorable.

“Ah, ah, Jongin –” She whispers.

Jongin unties the blindfold from her eyes and throws it somewhere. Kyungsoo is trying to focus her vision back before she stills when she catches them going on it in front of a mirror. The blush on her entire body is so precious and Jongin smiles.

He leans forward, pressing his chest against her back and perching his chin on her shoulder.



“Look at us, Soo.” He whispers.

She bites her lip and Jongin laughs softly. She is really, really precious.

He runs his palms over her sides before dragging them up to cup her breasts. She yelps softly.

“We are so beautiful, Kyungsoo.” He says to her, moving to kiss the pulse point on her neck and she squirms in embarrassment.



Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

She is so beautiful.

They are so fucking beautiful.



Why are not them an item yet?



…right.

Because Jongin is a fucking coward. And he is forever in denial.



Kyungsoo moans softly as Jongin shifts his hips and does a sharp jab into her. He smiles because she is so fucking cute yet arousing at the same time and he gives her a reward by flicking his fingers on her nipples.

“Jongin…” She whispers, locking her stare into his eyes through the reflection. Jongin hums and kisses her shoulder, continuing on moving slowly into her.

“Move with me, baby.” He mutters against her skin.



They move in the slowest pace they have ever done, accompanied with her soft panting and the sound of wet kisses Jongin peppers on her skin.

For all the time, they have never taken their eyes away from their reflection. It feels like they have the same mind; like they want to carve the picture of the two of them into the deepest part of their brain and that they are not just fucking senselessly.

As if they were making love.



Kyungsoo arches her back when Jongin’s cock grazes her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her entire body. She trembles under his touch, whimpering his name over and over again. Jongin grips onto her hips to give her more, and he wants to kiss her.

He wants to kiss her so badly.

His hand flies up to the back of her neck, gently urging her to turn her head aside so that he can kiss her.

Their lips meet in the middle of Kyungsoo’s soft plea of ‘please’.

Their movement goes frantic after that, trying to find the release they are searching for and when she stills at her orgasm, Jongin jerks her body up and he shoots his come into the condom.



It’s complete still after that.

The both of them are breathing heavily, trying to regain their composure back.

Jongin stares at her closed eyes, gently lifting her up to pull his cock out and he smiles at her whine.

Lying her down on her side, Jongin faces her and stares at her sweaty face. Her black hair is plastered all over her temple and he wipes her sweat away, pushing her hair behind her ear. She is looking up at him with her round eyes, questioning his gentle act yet no one dares to break the comfortable silence.

He leans over to kiss her plump lips softly, as if to apologize for his mistake of using her and that he is not that cruel as she thinks. Kyungsoo sighs into his mouth, moving her lips against Jongin’s tenderly, and it’s like that have all the time in the world.

Jongin smiles and Kyungsoo hides her red cheeks by ducking her head down. He laughs at her adorable act before pulling her close to hug her against his chest; while his lips press a gentle kiss on her head.



It’s sickeningly beautiful.



***



Jongin never thinks there will be something in this world that will make him feels sick, feels like a trash, feels like getting swallowed in complete anger.

He has everything.

He has the face, he has the money, he has the complete family consists of mother and father, he has his free life, and he has girls to pleasure him.

But Kyungsoo—



—she comes into his life, unannounced and completely turning his life upside down.



He wants her.

Not only for physical contact in sex, but for more.

For showing his affection, for showing his true side, for showing everything he’s got in him which he has never showed to anyone else.

It’s stupid; for being in denial.



Because his heart churns in the worst possible way when there’s a man landing a kiss on Kyungsoo’s head right in front of his eyes.

And this time—



—Kyungsoo is not looking at him; her gaze is not locked on him and she is not focusing on him like she usually does…

…but on the other man.



She smiles at the other; and it’s sickeningly beautiful.

But Jongin feels sickeningly sick.









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A/N: I have told you about how smutty and angsty this will be, right? ...no? Then you know now. Why am I repeating this again and again lol
Hahaha XD

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