Sangwoo sat on his bed with you, looking downtrodden.

"I can't believe... I can't believe he rejected me."

"It's okay, Sang. He's just stupid. How mean of him. He doesn't know what he's missing."

"W-what?" Sangwoo sniffled and looked up at you.

"I... I would... I would love to... you know."

"Oh fuck. Holy shit. What?" With wild eyes, he turned to look at you.

"I wouldn't have rejected you, Sang. Not when I know you're in such a good mood. I would... I would say yes..." You whispered in his ear seductively, "If you asked me."

Sangwoo sputtered. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He thought you had been angry with him. You were all bandaged up because of him. But he wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

"Wanna do it?" He asked breathlessly as his eyes closed and his lips drifted closer to yours.

"Only with you, Sangwoo. Because I love you the very most. More than anyone else ever could."

Instantly, his good mood was restored. Better yet, it was heightened to somewhere he hadn't been in a long time. He had wanted this for years. Years. And he was in the mood. Bum wouldn't let him fuck him. But here you were? Ready and willing? Why did he even keep Bum around?

His lips passionately connected with yours and instantly, the hand of your good arm flew to his hair. Your injured arm, move to touch and feel his strong biceps.

He still couldn't believe this was happening. He kept pushing the limits. First, he lightly traced your lips with his tongue, but you immediately opened up into a more desparate type of kiss. As your tongues slid against each other, he kept pushing. Next, he unclipped your bra and removed it. His right hand went up to play with your breast, while his left drifted down to your pants. As you moaned into his kiss, the hand in his hair shot down to his extremely hard member. He was already undressed, and rearing to go.

 As you gripped and stroked him, he let out a guttural moan as well, giving you the opportunity to bite down on his lip.

"Ahhh~!" He moaned out as he thrusted against you.

"Take them off, Sang. Undress me." You begged as you looked up at him.

"Of course. But in the mean time, tell me what you like about me." Sangwoo wanted to hear it. His ego had been bruised by Bum, and he wanted you to repair it.

"You've got big, strong hands..." He slipped your pants off and threw them on the floor next to the bed. "You're so strong. Your muscles...make me feel... different."

"Turned on." He reminded you.

"Horny." You remembered.

Sangwoo began kissing your neck and rubbing you through your panties.

"Ah~ MM! Oh Sangwoo, you treat me so well. You're like my prince charming."

"Well then, princess. I'll have to show you that I'm the king." He whispered in your ear as he pulled your panties off. He stopped your hands from stroking him.

"Wh-what do you mean?" You asked lightly, anticipating what was coming next.

"This." And he plunged into you.