Sora's POV
"W-What do you need, Yejin?" I called out, trying and failing to steady my voice.
She was still standing behind the door with her head pressed against it and her hands covering her face.
"I-I was just going to let you know I'm back from the pet shop and also if you need help with cooking dinner since Micah said you asked everyone to stay after shift," she said.
"No need to help me. I got it covered," I said. My nails dug into Yeongjae's shoulders, and trying my best to prevent any moan from escaping.
"Ok! Change your door code after you're done there… I'll go!" she shouted before quickly running out of my house.
The second her voice faded, Yeongjae stood up, kissed my shoulder, and chuckled against my skin. "Who else knows your door code?"
"Ahh…" I moaned instead of answering him after he slid his finger into my core.
