Cutting Strings

Chapter 5 ● Taste

She closes the 217th room door as soon as she steps inside. Sehun has took off her pink hoodie, he is currently browsing through the tv channel.

"I'm surprised they don't lock the room door here" he comments as he keep jabbing his fingers on the tv remote.

Tiffany throws her pink backpack wherever and then lock the door. She turns around to see Sehun looking intently at her.

"What?"

"You dressed nice this early morning" he comments, eyes never leaving her.

Tiffany sneaks a glance to the full length mirror on her right. She had let her hair down at break, she wears long baggy pants under her short skirt, and her shirt has been buttoned up since she was meeting with a teacher earlier. So unsexy.

"Oh, sorry, I've dressed up for you but it ruffels along the way" she sighs as she starts to pull off her pants from under her skirt.

Tiffany notices Sehun's smirk and she asks what it mean with a lift of her eyebrow.

"You dressed up for me?" He asks excitedly, throwing the tv remote and sit straighter as if enthusiastic "That short skirt? Hair high up? No-men-can-touch-me-but-im-still-gonna-tease-you style? For me?"

Tiffany throw her pants to the vanity chair. She tidy up her skirt and uniform while looking at him in the eyes "Ofcourse" replied her simply.

"Leave the hair" he pleads, his breathing hard when Tiffany is about to put her hair into high ponytail.

Shrugging, she continue on, unbuttoning the top three of the buttons on her shirt very slowly that it tortures the man in front of her. Sehun can see the valley of her breast.

He doesn't dare close his eyes, trying to look as much as possible.

"How are we gonna do this?" She speaks as if they are in casual meeting. "Small talk? Straight to the business?" Asked her as she takes off her shoes.

"I don't think I can provide small talk right now" Sehun answers truthfully and jump to the edge of the bed towards her. He sits on the edge, now they are two steps apart. Which she erase when she take two steps toward him, hips swaying, eyes smoldering.

She stands between his spread legs, she can feel his breath on her neck.

Her hands on his shoulders, then her right hand trail his jaw with the tip of her index finger "Humor me" she whispers and then dives in to kiss his strong jaw.

Sehun closes his eyes, savoring the moment. He really likes it when girls take control and know what they're doing. Tiffany must have a lot of experiences.

"How many boys have you slept with?" He asks with ragged breathing because her soft lips has travel to his neck.

Tiffany lets out a soft chuckle, "That's a boyfriend question". Suddenly Sehun moans because she just leave her mark on his most sensitive spot on his neck. The girl is really great, and they even haven't gone to fellatio yet.

"Stop teasing me Princess, or I might tease you back" he says with a growl when he feels her left hand feeling his boner.

"Then you better start ravishing me because I don't know why those girls want you" she stands back up again and Sehun feels dissapointed. "You're boring" she huffs and pushes his chest gently.

She is about to turn around and go but Sehun has her wrist and his legs snaps shut to trap her legs.

With a quick flip Tiffany finds herself suddenly under him, where he keeps himself up with his hands, also trapping her.