Jisung's POV
This beta, Sehwa, I don't understand him and why he has a chokehold on me.
His voice, his long hair, his strength and his beautiful smile.
He always shows up when I'm falling apart the most, and when I need something or something to pull me out of the mess I'm swimming in, he suddenly appears.
I put my cigar out and keep it far away from us, I already hurt him today, I would hate to hurt him again.
"Hmm" I moan at the way he keeps rubbing himself against my cock.
I am already rock hard, throbbing with the need to fuck him against the floor. My rough hands stray lower and the beta whimpers.
"The door…" he gasps like he wants me to stop, but his cock is saying otherwise, twitching between us like this is its only salvation.
"Does it bother you?" I ask and he doesn't answer, he just drops his head, and I smile to myself.
He's acting like a virgin when he is a vixen.
"I can help you" I say and turn him away from the door, having him on his hands and knees.
