Woozi Fic 15
damn 15…i think i have a problem XD but its for woozi so its ok (but is it really?) i hope you like it! thanks for all the support anyone reading this i love you
“Sorry! Did that hurt?” you ask Woozi after you accidently bite his bottom lip just a little too hard.
Even under his blanket, you can see him smile up at you. “Stop talking,” he mutters, pulling you back down, letting your lips sloppily fall together. His fingers squeeze at your lower back while yours run through his hair. His legs tighten around yours, keeping you practically pinned to the mattress even though you’re on top. Every ounce of you craves him, and thank god that craving was being satisfied.
Well, it was being satisfied. Things were starting to heat up under the covers when all of a sudden someone yells your name. “(Y/N)!”