63. Train Femme Fatale

Somin and Teho

The odd couple sat alone in a cabin.

The stylish boy only had a mid-sized trendy bag with equipment and his camera. His coat was neatly folded next to him and the sleeves of the turtleneck rolled to his forearm.

"It's hot in here." Another hanging sentence, shiny dark hair fell to partly cover his eyes, his legs wide open, body comfortably sprawled on the seat, intentionally seductive.

"You know we aren't going to a fashion show, right?" she mocked him, covering her arousal and pinkish cheeks as annoyance and cold.

Why did you come with me? I don't want to hike with you.

Stop parading.

"You like my style, huh?" He raised an eyebrow.

It'll be a long ride. Somin realized.

"I'm going to sleep now, keep an eye on the right station. It's a simple task, even you can do it." Somin shuffled hesitantly, sitting on the opposite side of the cabin facing him across the small table.

I have to try sleeping. She shifted in her seat.

Is she trying to distance herself from me? Teho thought, puzzled.

"Stop staring." She opened one eye.

"Aren't you gonna amuse me with your breakup story?" he said all of the sudden.

"And why would I do that?" She seemed annoyed yet again, but this time sadness sneaked into her voice.

"I know we are much closer, but you are sitting way too far from my reach," he pushed.

"You have to have fun by yourself," she tiredly answered.

"Uuu Somin-ah, but then I have to lock the doors and close the curtains. Are you sure you can handle it?" he purred.

"Well if you don't shut up I can't promise to handle my palm going straight forward to your face again."

Does it sound playful? Did he notice? Somin panicked.

Teho smiled to himself, caressing his cheek delightfully.

Fuck, he noticed. I want him to do it so much. Close the curtain, fuck, I mean your eyes Somin and don't look.

The heat crawled into her cheeks.

Teho saw the spark in her eyes.

...

She blushed more and not from the cold. Shifting her legs as unwanted desire built up in her.

He licked his lips.

She really wants me to do it, I can't believe it.

Teho looked at her, examining her every detail.

I like those chubby cheeks.

After a while, he generously gave it up.

I should cut her some slack and let her rest.

Feeling considerate, he picked up his camera and started to go through his work.

Somin didn't fall asleep, but what else could she do? The only thing left to do was to listen to his breathing and the clicking of the camera button.

Her heated mind trailed off.

Images of wild make-out flourished in the back of her brain. Seeing herself climbing into his lap, locking him down with her thighs, her skirt moving upwards with her legs, sadistically enjoying his shocked expression. Putting his camera away and bruising his lips with kisses, holding his head with both hands.

This is for all the dumb shit you say.

Daring fantasy-self pulled his luscious hair harshly, fisting his turtleneck. Grabbing his hands and putting one into her sweater cleavage, stripping her shoulder bare for him to feel her breasts. The second one was under her skirt where his palm caresses her round butt while the boy hypnotized her with his eyes. That fire she had yearned for was burning in them uncontrollably.

Somin licked her dry lips.

Haha, why am I such a femme fatale in my fantasies?

She had to laugh at herself and her lips curved up in pretend sleep too, letting out the tiniest "Hmph" of a smothered giggle.

Teho inhaled.

Somin shifted on her seat, restless and obviously aroused.

Alright, time to face it. I have a SERIOUS crush on him. No biggie.

He's taken anyway, I'll think about work, right?

Yes.

Work.

Teho breathed out.

Her eyes were still shut, but he saw how her legs moved.

What is she doing?

The black-haired boy spent most of his time either working or observing girls or both. Red cheeks, fidgeting, inability to look at him, tension in her movements, tugging on the hem of her skirt nervously.

Interesting.

A winning smile decorated his face as he savored the scene in front of him.

"Wanna help?" he softly asked, staring directly at her, waiting and hoping. His appetite was back as prevalent as ever.

Don't you dare look at him.

"Shush," was her only answer and her whole being was consumed by the sudden need to mount him.

She had to shift fully, making an uncomfortable ball in the corner of her seat, to hide and survive this. Teho went back to his work, happy, there was a big fat chance she could want him back.

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