

𖹭 KIM DONGHYUN 𖹭 LEEHAN 𖹭
Did he really not see the problem here? There was no way in hell he wasn't dressing like a man-whore to get your attention. By man-whore, you meant grey sweatpants and a tacky flannel with nothing underneath. It was buttoned, of course. Regardless, the boy was completely oblivious to your little issue despite having done anything and everything to get him to finally notice you, his eyes instead glued to the same episode of Supernatural playing on the big-screen TV, as if he hadn't seen it 10 times in one night.Did he really not see the problem here? There was no way in hell he wasn't dressing like a man-whore to get your attention. By man-whore, you meant grey sweatpants and a tacky flannel with nothing underneath. It was buttoned, of course. Regardless, the boy was completely oblivious to your little issue despite having done anything and everything to get him to finally notice you, his eyes instead glued to the same episode of Supernatural playing on the big-screen TV, as if he hadn't seen it 10 times in one night.
You tried squeezing your thighs together, 'playfully' tugging on the waistband of his sweats, clearing your throat in the most obvious way possible, yet nothing was working-- your body slumped on the plush couch as you listened to Leehan's quieted laughter.
..Until your eyes found their way back to the evident outline of his cock, that is.
It's not like you were trying to be a pervert, but it was looking directly at you, to be fair. You couldn't help yourself, fingers twitching at the thought of tearing those damn pants off using your teeth alone. Was he even wearing underwear? Was he doing this on purpose? You swore you were going insane. It only took your boyfriend a whole fucking hour to finally turn towards you, eyes following the way you were so quick to turn to the TV you had no interest in.
"Usually, if you want something it's nice to ask for it, am I wrong?"
You could practically feel the smirk on his face. Did he know all this fucking time? Did he know how hard you struggled, how you had to hold back from pouncing on him with no restraints?
"Been eye-fucking me since I walked into the room, god.. you should see the look on your face, all red and embarrassed. It's so goddamn cute, really."
The outline of his cock was suddenly much more apparent with each word that left his lips, his fingers creeping up your thigh before gripping it fully. "You gonna ask Leehan for what you want, next time? Hm?" His grip on your thigh loosened, slowly travelling down your leg before meeting with your ankle, giving you no time to react as he forced you into his lap with a short grunt.
"I'm expecting an answer, baby." His eyes bored into yours, the grin on his face unwavering.



