~Woo Min~
Junho was still sprawled out next to me, chest rising and falling too fast, skin shiny with sweat, his arm thrown over his face like he was trying to hide from what we just did. I couldn't stop staring at the marks I left on his neck, his chest, that one on his hip that peeked out from under the sheet. My knot had gone down enough that I wasn't dying anymore, but the rut was still there, buzzing under my skin, making me want to grab him again already.
He moved his arm, peeked at me with one eye, and snorted. "Stop looking at me like that, you creep."
"Like what?" My voice came out rough, throat dry from all the moaning I did earlier.
"Like you're about to eat me." He rolled onto his side, facing me, and poked my chest hard. "You already came all over me, calm your alpha ass down."
I laughed, short and low, and grabbed his wrist before he could poke again. "You came first, remember? Loud as fuck, too. Pretty sure the guy next door knows your name now."
