Ye Jun
My chest was still heaving like I had run a marathon and lost, cum cooling on my stomach in this gross sticky way that made my skin crawl, and Si Woo just sat there breathing hard with those red eyes slowly dimming back to normal. He did not jump right back into ripping my clothes off or anything. Instead his hands, the same ones that had been gripping me like I was about to disappear, started working the ties loose around my wrists. Slowly , almost careful, like he was undoing a knot he regretted making in the first place. The belt and scarf scraps fell away and my arms dropped like dead weight, shoulders aching from being stretched up there so long.
