"What?" I asked. "Is there... Something on my face?"
But Sung-min did not respond. He just stared.
We were still butt naked but neither of us seemed to care about it. There was a little stench of semen coming from Sung-min because he swallowed all of it but the stench disappeared in no time.
As if it had been frozen in the air and thrown out. You know, like how mint tends to cover up most smells.
Anyway, he kept staring without a word, his eyes glued on me so much that I felt conscious of my face but I did not move.
If he thought he could find the answers he was seeking on my face then I'd give him a chance.
But anything, this seemed to be going on for far too long. I think I need to get up and go check if the delivery was here yet but I didn't want to get up.
I liked that he was staring at me. I liked that I was the object of his curiosity... The center of his thoughts, so I wanted to stay still for a little while longer.
