if these walls could talk

“Why’d you lead me here?”

“To talk to you.” 

You missed seeing her, and she can’t say the same but all you know is that this will be toxic.

A poison you’ll eventually ingest and invest yourself into.

“Talk to me?” You're inches away from her, painting that puzzled demeanor. “For what?”

Chaewon shifts her figure closer to yours, fingers fiddling at the fabric of your top as she finds a firm grip on your collar. “About us.”

You click your tongue, in slight disbelief as Chaewon herself said those words that sounds like a curse. 

There has to be some inkling behind such peculiar behavior, and you can sense it.

“About us? There’s no us anymore, Chaewon.” You’re stern, forming a slight fist as the woman keeps her eyes onto yours, serious and intended to invoke something else.

“I know—I know there’s no us anymore.”

She knows, and that just enrages you a little, the fire in you igniting with such fuel.

“Then why the fuck are we here in such a secluded space for?”

“For you to fuck me.”

Your mouth is slightly ajar, as an unexpected slur of words escapes her mouth.

You can’t believe this is happening right now—you just want to have fun in this festival, but then maybe accidentally meeting Chaewon again and falling for her bait was a bad fucking idea.

“Fuck you? Chae—do I look like I want to fuck you right now?” You don’t care how filthy your words can get because Chaewon is playing with your limits. In all honesty, you’re not passing her down but you just can’t fulfill what she desires.

At least, that's what you thought because she’s not backing down.

“I’m serious.” Chaewon is reaching for the hem of your top, then the buckle, desperate to get you riled up despite the sudden emotional roller coaster. “I need you to fuck me.”

Well, if she insists, who are you to pass out on that opportunity?

But then, you need some familiarities.

You turn her tiny frame around as she didn’t really complain with your harshness, even enabling you with her filthy mouth doing wonders over you. “Doing that, huh? What are you gonna do, control me and fucking use me?”

That’s what she’s thinking, but you have other plans for her for the time being, ones where she’ll be frustrated with because she deserves it. “I didn’t agree, no? How the hell are you so sure that I will fuck you?”

Now, you’re getting on her nerves as the feelings are mutual.

“Because you eventually will and that’s how it ends between us.” She’s really ahead of herself but you maintain your composure, remaining disciplined as you trace your fingers on her bare shoulders, earning the slightest moan out of Chaewon’s mouth as if she missed your touch.

“Fuck you.” You hiss at her, now kissing on her nape as she grits her teeth, suppressing the inevitable moans that she eventually elicits, and that alone makes you smile yet the anger still stirs within you. “No wonder why I broke up with you—thinking almost everything can be resolved with sex and shit.”

You’re a hypocrite and she knows it for the sole fact that you’re practically worshipping her right now—you’re just kissing her shoulder and her nape like you’re owning her again, but this act of yours is just to stroke her ego for quite a while.

“But you love it—you love and miss how my holes feel and how my body tastes. Look at you just drooling over me.” Chaewon’s confident with it, and she’s certain you’re not just doing this for foreplay and anything stupid like that. She knows you fairly enough that what you’d try to reason will be deemed implausible, so you’re just going to play with her, totally.

“How can I not?” Your hand now roams against her clothed tits, possibly sensitive with the way you squirm under her touch as the other skims around her thighs, caressing it as she amplifies her moans while you whisper in her ear. “You asked for this. Bet you wanted me to do this because your boyfriend can’t satisfy you enough, hm?”

That made Chaewon hiss, letting out a deep sigh between her shivering breaths as you smile deviously, knowing it clicks something in her. “Fuck you—he has a better cock than you. I only wanted this because you’re here and he’s not.”

What a fucking hypocritical slut she is. You know she’s lying because she can’t hide the fact that she's practically head over heels towards you right now, and knowing she initiated this says something.

“Bullshit.” You snarl at her, hiking her skirt up as you feel that familiar wetness up her clothed crotch, making her subtly whine. “You always love mine—look at you leaking already.”

Chaewon can’t deny it, but she’s not falling under your control so easily. “Fuck—fuck you. He has a better c-cock than you.”

You smack her and she yelps, a sound that can rival the ebullient noise outside the compact room the both of you are in. “But can’t use it properly, I suppose.”

You skate your hand under her top, feeling her breasts be sensitive under your touch, then your voice tingles her ears. “Because darling, I’m the only one who can fuck you right and right now, you’re choosing me over him so cut the bullshit.”

You don’t care if it’s morally wrong to let her cheat over him because at the end of the day, it’s her fault that the both of you are falling into this mess.

Chaewon remains silent, cursing under her breath as she knows you’re right, unable to say anything further.

Now, you need to finish what you started.

“Bend over for me, please.” Your hands support her frame and she obliges, lips shuddering as she invites you with a wiggle of her ass, you hiking her skirt up. “Let’s start with this pretty cunt of yours, shall we?”