~Woo min~
I stood there like a complete moron, hand still pressed against my dick through my boxers, breathing like I'd just run a marathon, watching Anning go to town on Hana like she was trying to prove a point to the entire universe.
Hana's head was thrown back, mouth open, these little broken moans spilling out every time Anning's tongue did something evil between her legs. Her eyes kept flicking to me, wide and glassy, lips moving without sound, and I swear she mouthed "come here" again, like she was daring me to jump into this hurricane.
Anning still hadn't noticed me creeping closer. She was too busy growling shit like "mine" and "fucking mine" against Hana's skin, fingers digging in so hard I could see the marks forming.
Then Hana did it. She reached out one shaky hand, grabbed the air toward me again, and actually said it out loud, voice all wrecked and breathy.
"Woo Min… get over here."
Anning froze.
