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"I don't care I feel comfortable and confident in this top and I happen to like it. I can't go around dressed like a nun. It's hot outside and it's my way of expressing myself."

"You're expressing how fucking slutty you are? You're expressing how much people can pay a night? You're letting everyone feast on the sight of you. I can almost see your nipples through the top and also over it. Just bend slightly down and there's a whole view."

"It's just a tank top calm down." I request.

"Don't tell me to calm down. Here put this shit on. It's called a T-shirt and it's worn by a lot of people on hotter days. And guess what, it barely shows collarbones, it hides chest, shoulders and stomach. Quite comfortable too and there's a plus, nuns don't wear T-shirts."

"Fuck you." I say throwing his T-shirt on the ground and walking out of his room.

I find the kitchen and decide to help his mom with dinner.

Once dinner's ready I go get Suna and we all sit talking. I'm interrogated by his mom, but she ends up liking me.

"Alright kids, imma have to leave now. I planned to go have coffee with some friends."

"Have fun at the bar, mom." Suna says in a childish bitterness.

"Coffee, not drinks." She corrects.

"Sure, same thing tho."

She gives him a side eye. "Good night."

"Bye!" We say back.

We hear the front door open and close.

"And we gotta clean the dishes as she makes out with a random man."

"You didn't help at dinner so it's fair and don't talk like that about your mom." I reason, making him roll his eyes.

He sighs as he gets up and starts putting them away. I get up to help him.

We both go to his room again.
He is not giving me any attention.

I take off my top leaving him in confusion. "You hate that so I removed it."

"I don't hate it." He talks softly now. "I just wish others didn't get the privilege of seeing you in it."

He walks over to me and rests his hands on my sides. "You're really beautiful. I know this will sound wrong, but if I could lock you away somewhere, I would."

I look into his eyes. "But you can't."

"No I can't. You're all mine anyways, right?"

"I've told you before. I am yours as long as you're mine too."

"You're my girlfriend. You belong to me as I belong to you, say you're mine."

I rest my hand on this face. My fingers close to his nape and my thumb rubbing his cheek. "I'm yours." My voice was soft and low.

His lips curl up slightly in a small smile.

He hugs me and carries me to his bed. I climb on top of him and play around with his face and his hair.

I get another idea as I stared at him. "Let me braid your hair." I ask.

"No." He says. "You can't even, it's too short."

"It's not that short and just a little tiny braid, please. It would be so cute." I ask again.

"No." He chuckles.

"Pussy."

"Why?"

"You're scared you're wrong." I say. "Coward."

"Hey! Bottom."

"Why say that when you literally underneath me?"

"You're only on top because I allow you to be, I'm still in control. Don't you forget that." He tells me.

"Oh really?" I challenge.

"Yes, really." He says.

"That's not true." I say.

"Prove it." He dares.

"How?"

"Figure it out. You're the top now aren't you?" He teases.

I smile and proceed to lean down to kiss him. I dominate his mouth.

He grabs my hands and holds them above my head to make sure I can't reach him.

I start gridding my hips since I have been sitting on him.

He squirms slightly and I'm able to free my hands.

I take off my bra and once he tries to reach for my breasts I get a hold of his hands, pinning them above his head.

I kiss him again. I use only one hand to pin his wrists above his head and my other hand trails down his arms and I hook my finger under his jaw to allow me access to his neck. Where I plant a hickey and leave multiple kisses as I keep grinding slowly over the newborn boner.

He is able to free his hands and he sets them on my waist and spins us around. He takes off my trousers, leaving me in only my panties.

His hand immediately finds its way over my underwear and starts rubbing circles, as the other one massages my boob.

I'm able to sit up and put myself on my knees. He follows my actions and balances himself on his knees as well.

His hand now on my asscheek as the other one stayed playing with my pussy. Ours lips glued together.

In an effort of taking control I unbutton his trousers and pull them down along with his underwear.

I wrap my hand around his dick and start motioning over it back and forth as I jerk him off. I make sure to pay attention to the tip with my thumb.

He starts losing control so I push on his chest lightly.

He ends up going along as he sits back down with his back on the headboard.

I let my head down and start sucking his cock at the same time I continue jerking him off where my mouth can't reach.

I swirl my tongue around and up and down as I continue bobbing my head.

This goes on for a few minutes until I feel him letting go and getting closer to his orgasm.

I pull my head up, away from his dick and smirk at his disappointed face.

"You don't get to cum unless I tell you you can." I say.

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