The meeting at the club that day, started from a one night stand that ended up becoming sex friends. It's only fun during the act. If morning comes you'll be with a stranger, and tonight like lovers with pure love. Disposable toy. He curiously entangling with thе opposite sex, and within a moment he getting jealous.

Embracing these unpleasant feelings it's so stupid, and one sidedly loving is just self satisfaction. His persistence will never reach you, but just from being desired, he feel happy. No matter how beautiful the intention he pour you is, you gradually go far and fade out. It's the filthiest and worst reason why you two meet.

── 𝜗𝜚 ──

Like any other night, you two made love for the umpteenth time. Embracing each other's, warm but dirty. Interlocked fingers ask for support, full of certainty.

In the midst of that hot situation, he suddenly cried while burying his face in your chest. The look on his face showed deep anxiety and disappointment. You stop thrusting and cup both of his cheeks. When your thumbs brush his cheeks, his crying stops a, but his body kept trembling.

"Don't treat me more gently than usual. Your caring makes me end up with tears..." The trembling in his voice made you feel guilty. Seeing him turn his face away to avoid your gaze, was like having a big rock hit your chest.