mohae ;

He guides you both to the back of the store into a beautiful room. In the middle of it there's a black padded bench and other seats of the same color next to a silver desk. A beautifully patterned red carpet matches the walls filled with art and photographs. In the background, a glass wall separates the office from the working space.

“Have Melissa given you the documents you have to sign?” he asks.

“Yes” your friend quickly says “It’s not the first time that I've come here. Changkyun did my last tattoo”.

She waits for an answer she doesn’t get. She looks at you and you shrug your shoulders with a smile. Hyungwon lazily sits in the stool and crawls it over to the desk.

“Is he around?” she continues.

“No, he's taken a week off” he turns on the stool towards you both, putting on a new pair of black gloves "Why? Would you rather have him pierce you?"

"No, no. I was just curious" she says.

"Great. Why don’t you sit down?" he says, pointing at the padded bench with his chin "I'll be in a second".

Your friend comes near you to hand you her bag. She leans in, squeezing your arm and she whispers in your ear "O-M-G. He's so hot" before sitting down.

You smile nervously. The vibes the man gives you are so contradictory: he looks tough with all those tattoos and piercings, but when he smiles, you can see a sweet kid.

Hyungwon takes a cotton ball and a bottle.

"You can sit down too, darling. Make yourself comfortable" he tells you before he starts cleaning her skin and the nickname makes you blush a little. You hide your face under your hair, hoping he didn't notice.

He picks up a marker from the small table next to him and makes two marks on her ear. They’re close, too close. Your friend is staring at him shamelessly and you can't tell if it's from panic or she's just hypnotized by him. He’s always been a whore for boys with tattoos, but this time you can’t blame her. Even you can't stop looking at him.

“Don’t you want to get piercing too, doll?” he asks and it takes you a second to realize that he's talking to you “We have a lot of discounts this week”.

You don’t reply immediately. Your brain is malfunctioning because of the way his lips pronounce "doll”.

“No, thank you. I already have a bunch of them”.

“Do you now?” the boy asks, a grin on his lips.

You push your hair behind your ear, showing all your earrings from the distance. Your friend looks at you with a raised eyebrow and you can almost hear say “You’re being so obvious”. You decide to ignore her and do the same gesture to show him the other ear.

“Cute” he whispers “But piercings are not only for your ears, you know”.

“I do know” you say and his big eyes snap to yours. Hyungwon’s cheeks slightly rose in a smile. The look in his eyes don’t go unnoticed to you and you love it. He bites his lips and gets back to what he was doing.

He takes the needle out of a plastic container that he throws away.

"Do you want me to countdown?" he asks and your friend immediately shakes her head, closing her eyes.

"Just do it" she says, making him smile.

“Why don’t you come over here to hold your friend's hand?” he asks you “It seems like she needs it”.

You quickly drop her bag and your stuff on the sofa and you sit on the bench next to her, lacing your fingers with hers. You squeeze down and she immediately does the same thing.

"Ok, i’m going to need you to stay still, breathe in and count to three" the tattoo artist indicates and she obeys "And now… breathe out”.

Hyungwon takes advantage of that moment to insert the needle. Your friend does not move, but she squeezes down hard on your hand. You try not to laugh. You know how whiny she is, usually she’ll be crying already. But she's trying so hard to look cool in front of this guy that she would never forgive herself if she did.

“I’ll just push the earring through and we’re all done here” he adds and she whines “Relax, you’re doing great”.

You look how he takes an earring from the table and puts it on with one hand, throwing the needle in the trash with the other. Then, he closes it, twisting the tiny ball into one of the ends.

“And that’s it” he says and she finally opens her eyes “Now, clean it well at least twice a day and try to not sleep on that side. It’s going to take a while to heal, so be patient” He starts taking his gloves off  “Check yourself in the mirror and tell me what you think”.

Your friend looks at you with a smile, her eyes are teary. You caress her cheek before she gets up and heads towards the huge mirror in front of you.

"Can I take a look at those piercings again?" Hyungwon asks. You look at him and obey, puzzled, pushing your hair behind your ear again.

"No, not that one" he indicates and grabs you by the chin, gently making you look the other way. You look down and take a nervous breath, smelling the intoxicating scent of his cologne. The point where his skin touched yours on fire "The tragus looks like it's infected".

"What?" you ask in a daze “I did it months ago".

"It probably got hooked on something" he explains, still observing it "Disinfect it for a few days and be careful”.

At that moment, one strand of your hair escapes, covering your face. He pushes it away gently and you both look into each other's eyes, but only for a second. You can’t stop your eyes going down to his pierced lip, immediately wondering what it would feel like to kiss him.

“What? Do you like it?” he asks in a deeper voice. You blink, shocked, aware that your ears are turning red. You are about to say something when your friend screams behind him:

“I love it!”.

Hyungwon smirks while he stands up straight. You have to shake your head to clear your mind. You cannot believe that a mere gesture and a smile were enough to turn you on. You put your hand to your chin, right where he has touched.

“Happy to hear that” he says as he throws the gloves away "And don't be in a hurry to change the earring for another one. Make sure it’s fully healed before doing it”.

“Got it” she says, winking at him “How much is it?”.

“Talk it over with Melissa" he explains "She's the one in charge of that”.

“Great!” she looks at him from head to toe, like a kid looks at a candy. Biting her own lip  “Thank you so much by the way”

“No big deal” he says, already walking away.

Your friend grabs her bag from which she takes her wallet and heads out of the room. You pick up your things too and try to discreetly check him out one last time as you head to the door. However, you find him looking at you too. He pushes his hair back with a smile.

“Are you sure you don’t want nothing, doll?” he asks “A tattoo maybe?”

“No, thank you. I’m good for now” you smile, unconsciously playing with your hair.

“Well, i’ll be here if you change your mind” he finishes, pulling his hair back again “See you, darling”.

--------------------------------------------------

It's been two days since you met that boy and you can't stop thinking about him. Your friend immediately went crazy for him and, after leaving the studio, she kept talking about him and how good he smelled for hours. Although she had noticed that the young man seemed to have more interest in you. You denied it, of course, and didn't say a word about you finding him attractive too. You also refuse to admit that you've searched his instagram and looked at his photos a couple (of dozen) times.

Before you know it, you end up in love with what tattoos look like on his studio ig account. You've wanted a tattoo for a long time, but you've never been in a rush to get one. Maybe it was time to get one?

A couple days later, you find yourself walking to the tattoo study. You walk in, hoping to see the girl behind the counter, but there’s no one. You decide to check if there’s someone inside.

“Hello?” you ask out loud, waiting for an answer.

You walk into the room slowly and stand on your tiptoes to see if there’s someone in the back office, but it seems like you're alone. You decide to wait a bit.

You drop your bag on one of the sofas and walk to the pictures on the wall in order to admire the drawings. You wonder if Hyungwon has designed all of them and immediately you take a step back. You're not doing all this for him, are you?

Suddenly, you hear footsteps. You turn around to find him coming down the stairs, he stops as soon as he sees you. If last time you saw him you thought he couldn't look better, you were wrong. Now his dark hair is covered in a cap and he wears an all black outfit of pants and a loose shirt. He stares at you with his hands in his pockets and, for a second, you fear he might be mad at you for trespassing.

“You” he finally says with a smile.

“Sorry for sneaking in like this. There was no one in the reception and…” you explain.

“It’s fine. It’s just that... I didn’t expect to see you around here again” he admits, now down the stairs “What can I help you with?”.

“Mmm i know you’re about to close, but i came to make an appointment” you say and he raises his eyebrows in expectation.

“Really? What for?”.

You have both been getting closer without realizing it, now you’re sitting on the back of the sofa and he's just a few steps away from you. You are aware of the way his eyes are roaming your bare legs. Suddenly, you’re glad you chose this skirt.

“A tattoo” you say shyly.

“A tattoo?” he laughs “I thought you didn’t want to get one. What made you change your mind?”

“Well, I don’t know. Maybe you did".

He smiles widely.

"And have you thought about what you want to get tattooed?" he asks "I could design something pretty for you if you want”.

"Oh, I already have a design”.

"Do you now?" he asks, walking closer "And can I see it?".

You take a piece of paper out of your pocket. It is such a small and simple drawing that, next to his designs, it looks pathetic. You regret it as soon as you hand it over to him. You try to get it back, but he playfully pushes his hand away with a smirk. You look away as he sees the drawing for the first time. Ashamed, you start to think you shouldn’t be there.

"I drew it myself so it's not that good" you try to justify "But I'm sure it will look much better once you redraw it, i’m not an artist as you can see".

When you look at him again, a big smile is in his lips.

“You think it’s ridiculous” you pout.

“No, I don't” he quickly responds “I think it’s cute, just like you”.

You look at your shoes, aware that you are blushing.

"Black or color?"

"Black, please."

"Have you thought about which zone you want it in? he asks.

You put your hand under your chest, right on your ribs "Here maybe? But I heard it hurts a lot".

"Well, it depends a bit on the person. The rib area is the most painful" he explains "But don't worry, I'll take good care of you, darling”.

Oh my God. Is he going to be the one to do the tattoo for you? From what your friend had told you, you thought that he only designed them, that Changkyun was the tattoo artist and Hyungwon was in charge of the piercings. You feel like the temperature has risen several degrees all of a sudden.

“Well, let me see which days we are less busy” he says, taking the cell phone out of his pocket. You take the opportunity to admire the way the fabric hugged his long legs. He’s tall and skinny, but those jeans look stunning in his thighs “Next week we are pretty busy in general. But I could fit you on Thursday morning maybe  or….” he takes a pause “We can do it right now”.

You blink twice, looking back at his face.

"What do you mean right now?".

"I mean right now, like the present, this exact moment" he smiles "I don't have any more clients today and I don't close for another hour".

You don't know what to say. You want the tattoo, of course, but you thought you will have time to get mentally prepared. Besides, you didn’t thought that the guy you haven't stopped thinking about all week would be the one to tattoo you.

"Look, we can leave it for next week, I don't want to rush you" he continues as he sees you insecure "I understand that you have to think about it, especially... when it is a design as BIG as this one”.

You look at him with a frown, which makes him laugh. You hit him in the arm, but you can’t help smiling. God, he's cute.

"Very funny" you say “But I don't want to bother you, it’s friday and you're about to close".

"You could never bother, doll. Besides, I don't have any plans" he says “Do you?”.

You bite your lips.

“I don’t know”.

“You don’t know if you have plans?”.

“No!” you laugh “I don’t know if... tattoos are my thing”.

“What if... i put the print on your skin and then you decide?”.

Taking a shaky breath, you nod and that seems to make him happy.

“Why don’t you sit down? Let me lock the front door and I'll get ready” he says and you nod nervously “Would you like something to drink while you wait, doll?”

“Do you have something to calm my nerves?” you ask and he chuckles.

“There are beers in that fridge. Serve yourself”.

You open the small fridge and grab one of the beers without thinking twice. When Hyungwon walks in again, on the way to the office, he smiles at you in a way that makes your belly tighten even more. You lean back on the couch and drink the beer quickly while closing your eyes and trying to calm down. Before you know it, he is in the room again.

“Ok, let’s do this” he says, motioning for you to sit on the bench.

"I'm… I’m going to need you to take your shirt off."

Hyungwon’s tone is casual and you know he's just doing his job, but you can feel a shift in the air. You start to unbutton your shirt and he automatically turns around to gather his stuff, which you can’t help find cute. When the tattoo artist looks at you again, you hide your face behind your hair, embarrassed that he sees you only in your lace bra. You’re glad you chose a pretty one.

He starts preparing your skin once his black gloves are on. He’s so close you can smell his perfume. You try to focus on other things, but you end up staring at his facial expression, which is now one of concentration. You bet he’s not aware of the way he pouts when he’s focused. His lips look so good in that piercing that for a second you're afraid you might do something crazy.

“I'm going to need you to stay still for a second” he says, grabbing your waist and turning you slightly towards him.

The moment his fingers touch you has the same effect that last time. You know it's not even his skin, just the plastic of the gloves, but you still feel electricity through your body. You take a deep breath in order to calm yourself. You try to see what he is doing in the mirror in front of you, but he is blocking your view.

“All done” he says seconds later “Take a look”.

You walk to the mirror looking at your shoes until you stop. At first, you don't even recognize your own drawing. Hyungwon has added several loose petals to it and has adapted the design to your figure.

“What do you think?” he asks behind you.

"You made it beautiful."

"I've only added a few details, but your essence is still there" he says softly "Have you ever thought about doing tattoo designs? You could do well".

You shake your head, still staring at the drawing on your skin.

"Do you think it looks good?".

"I think everything would look good on you”.

You smile, biting your own lip.

“You don’t have to do this now if you don’t want to” he whispers grabbing you by the waist “i think i pushed you, i’m sorry”

“No, you didn’t. You’re being really nice...” you say, turning around to him “I want to do this”.

“You'll be fine. Trust me, I'll be gentle, baby” he promises and taps you on the chin so you look up to make you smile

The pain is not that bad as you thought; it hurts of course, but it is bearable. The problem comes when Hyungwon changes the needle for another one to do the details. You feel like you can't take it anymore, you want to move, but you know that will ruin the tattoo forever. You whine unconsciously and he decides to take a break, during which he caresses you, making circles on the skin of your waist "You're doing great. I’m almost done".

“All done” he announces shortly after and you finally open your eyes.

He cleans the area and takes your hands to guide you into a sitting position. You take a big breath.

“Did it hurt?” you nod and a little teardrop runs down the side of your face, Hyungwon gently brushes it away with his fingertips “I’m so sorry, darling. But you should be proud, you were such a good girl”.

"I want to look at myself in the mirror, but I'm shaking a little" you say with a nervous smile.

Without saying anything, he takes your hands to help you up and then guide you to the mirror. Your legs are weak and you don't know if you will like what you’re going to see. He must notice this because he gives you a warm smile before pulling away to let you see your own reflection. You look at your face first, your red cheeks, until you are ready to look down to your ribs, where your design is now on your skin forever.

"It's beautiful" it’s the only thing you can say, admiring the flowers "Thank you very much, Hyungwon".

“My pleasure. But I need you to sit down again” he adds “I’m not finished with you yet”.

When you sit on the bench, he continues doing his job: cleaning your tattoo and gently putting some type of cream on it to keep it moisturized. Finally, he places a small sheet of plastic foil to cover it.

“Done” he says, taking off his gloves and throwing them away “Are you feeling better?”.

“Yes, I guess. I've never done anything like this, the situation has overwhelmed me a bit” you admit.

He gets up and, suddenly, he places one hand on the bench next to your thigh. With the other, he places your hair behind your ear.

“Why don’t you let me make you forget about it?”.

Before you could even think what he is talking about, he has already connected his lips with yours. The cold of his piercing and the way he looks down at you making you gasp. It is a brief kiss, a test to see if you give him permission to continue, if you want this too. He does not move away, waiting for an answer.  

He must read the look in your eyes, because soon he connects his lips with yours again, this time in a passionate kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as he places his hands on your waist.

You both let the other take control of the kiss for a while. His tongue plays with yours and your lips, licking and biting them. You play with his piercing for a while, amazed by the new sensation. You toss his cap on the ground to bury your fingers into his hair and that seems to have an effect on him since he lowers his hands to your butt, pulling you forward against him, so you could feel his growing erection. You gasp in his mouth.

“I thought I couldn't like you more than in those tight jeans you were wearing the other day, but this skirt....” he whispers in a deep voice, running his hands up your thighs underneath your skirt “Let me make you feel good, doll”.

Hyungwon brings his lips to your neck, making you get goosebumps.

"Please" he sees you beg between his long lashes and that's all he needs to start pulling your panties down your legs.  

His lips return to yours and he smirks when you melt at the feeling of his fingertips reaching your wet folds. You're almost embarrassed, he's barely touched you and you're already a mess.

He sinks down on his knees, looking at you with hungry eyes. He pushes up your skirt and kisses your thigh at a delightfully slow pace. You gasp loudly when he bites the skin, what makes him more ferocious, impatiently placing your leg on his shoulder, his big lips around your clit, sucking and kissing.

You throw your head back, letting out a loud moan, as he makes his way to your orgasm, holding you tight so you don't move. Moaning, you thread your fingers into his soft hair, pressing his face closer to your core. He groans and looks up at you, eyes full of intensity and lust, before pushing two fingers in you, spreading you wide.

“Fuck” you whimper.

“What is it?” he rasps, moving his lips to kiss your inner thigh while his movements become slower “My doll is about to cum?”.

You nod, unable to form a sentence. He’s not being aggressive, actually you can hear sweetness in his words. But his movements are sharp and steady, his long digits hitting that sweet spot like yours never could. And the way he calls you doll..

Hyungwon feels you tighten around his fingers, getting even wetter if possible. He groans and sets his attention back on your clit, this time more aggressive, like he's starving. You gasp, so hard it scratches your throat a little and he gets drunk the way your moans bounce off the studio walls, his tongue not stopping for a second until you’re over the edge.

You close your eyes tightly, breathing heavily and you hear him licks his fingers when he takes them out of you. Your legs and arms are shaking, you think you are going to collapse on the bench when he wraps his arms around your waist. You kiss as if you both were in need of oxygen. It is messy and dirty, you can taste your own essence in his mouth.

“Can I take you upstairs?” he asks, resting his forehead on yours.

You nod and he smiles, letting you see that sweet kid again like he didn’t just make you cum. He places a kiss in your lips and holds you up by your thighs. You quickly wrap your arms and legs around him while you giggle, holding on tightly.

He’s skinny, but you’re amazed by how he carries you upstairs, shifting your weight to just one arm when he has to open the door. You hide your head in his neck, losing yourself in his cologne until he gently lay you down onto his bed.

“You’re so beautiful” he says, between kisses while his hands lower your skirt down your legs “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the moment you walked out the door”.

“Me either” you say, too lost in the way his hands run over your skin.

He lowers his puffed lips to your neck, where he bites and kisses the sensitive skin while you bring your hands to the buttons of his shirt. But he stops you, slipping it over his head. You have to stop to admire the tattoos on his chest and draw them with a finger, stroking his skin.

“My baby has a thing for tattoos?” he asks, stroking your cheek gently. You can feel how you’re blushing, like you’re not half naked in front of him.

You shake your head, biting your lip.

“I have a thing for your tattoos” you say and he caresses the shape of your lips with his thumb “Do you?”.

“I’m more into piercings” he whispers “And something tells me you got a surprise for me”.

He puts his hand behind your back to get rid of the bra that you both don't know why you are still wearing. He removes it, delightfully slow, exposing the piercing on your right nipple. His eyes grow wide and you smile at his reaction.

“Shit baby” he breathes out before taking it into his mouth. Inhaling deeply you close your eyes and throw your head back, feeling his piercing against yours, his tongue, while he hungrily devours you.

Hyungwon climbs off the bed to unbuckle his belt and slip his jeans off his hips. You get on your knees, getting closer to him and, impatient, palm the bulge inside his boxer. He leads down to kiss you, but you manage to push his chest away from you. He smiles at the sudden dominant side of you. He’s enjoying it and that fills you with satisfaction.

You both let out a groan when you take him in your mouth. You can't describe how good it feels, heavy and hard, against your tongue. He is so big, it doesn't fit completely in your mouth, which you expected in part because he’s huge next to you. He grabs a handful of your hair to guide you and you moan at the pain, feeling yourself get wetter. After a while, you hollow your cheeks when he pulls his cock out. 

“As much as I love seeing you with my dick in your mouth. I’d prefer to cum inside that beautiful pussy of yours” he says and you whine pathetically “You’d like that? My dick inside you? Stretching you out?”.

Oh, god. This man is going to be the death of you.

“Y-yes, please”.

“Please?” he raises an eyebrow and brings his lips to yours “You are such a good girl, aren’t you?” You kiss him, surrounding his neck with your arms “Why don’t you get on your knees for me, doll? Ass up”.

“But i want to ride you” you don't even know where those words are coming from, but you’re so needy you don’t care anymore.

He smiles, placing his big hands in your waist.

“Oh, baby. Next time, okay? I promise” he says seeing you pout “I feel like I’m going crazy if I don’t fuck you right now”.

Hyungwon doesn't need to say anything else. Hearing his words, you obey, putting your face against the mattress and you hear him curse. As if he could read your mind, he smack your asscheck hard and loud, making you hiss through your teeth.

You push your ass back while he caresses the red skin, expecting another spank. But instead, he pushes his fingers inside you, pumping them quickly. You scream his name. You’re already sensitive from before and when his two fingers become three, you feel like you could faint.

“Is my doll ready for my cock?” he asks, thrusting his member through your folds and the movement makes you imperceptibly open your legs even more.

You nod.

“I need to hear you say it” he spreads your asscheeks apart to see your core clenching around nothing.

“Yes, please!”.

He finally sinks into you in one agonizingly slow thrust until he fills you up completely. He gives you a moment to adjust, his tip pressing right when you need it to.

“Fuck, you’re so big” you gasped and he pulls out until only the head of his cock is inside you, just to thrust back in.

He repeats the movements a few times, fucking you slow, but hard. When he finally grabs you by your waist, grinding you on his cock, you feel like you’re even in your own body anymore. He surely knows what he's doing, switching the pace of his thrusts, slapping your ass every now and then, just to hear you scream.

He’s groaning, the feeling of you dripping and wrapped around him making his mind haze over in the pleasure.

“You’re taking me so well, doll” he says and you clench around his cock just from hearing the nickname “Shit”.

He brushes his hair off his sweaty forehead, hypnotized by the sight of his length disappearing inside of you. You swear you can feel him move inside you when you reach between your legs to stimulate your clit, your orgasm so close that you can almost taste it.

“Hyungwon, I-I’m going to cum” you manage to say, feeling your vision blur.

“Cum on my cock, baby” he says, gripping your thighs so hard you are sure you’d have bruises there tomorrow “Show me how good i make you feel”.

That’s all you need to go over the edge. You scream his name louder than you have ever screamed while he keeps thrusting you through your orgasm. He feels your thighs shaking and lets you crumble on his sheets, coming out of you.

You're trying to catch your breath when he leans in, kissing your back up to your shoulder. You can feel he's still hard in your lower back.

"Can I fuck you for a little longer, doll?" he asks in your ear before leaving a kiss there.

You nod, getting goosebumps at the sudden intimacy.

"That's my good girl".

He turns you around, now facing him, and connects his lips with yours in a passionate kiss. It's not long since he last kissed you, but you decide that it's been too long. His taste, the way his soft lips brush against yours, is intoxicating.

He grabs your legs and you quickly wrap them around his waist before he sinks into you again with a low groan.

"Fuck" he mutters "You're still so tight”.

This time he doesn't let you time to adjust and immediately snaps his hips into you. You grab onto his shoulders, digging your nails into his skin as he pursues his orgasm. You are very sensitive and you feel that, at any moment, you can start crying from pleasure.

In this position you can finally touch him. So you focus on him, on his soft hair, on memorizing his body, stroking every muscle and, god, on his moans. The low moans coming from his throat guilty of making you feel another orgasm building inside your stomach.

“I’m- i’m gonna cum, doll” Hyungwon grunts, his hips losing their rhythm.

“Cum inside me, please” you cry out.

He curses under his breath and takes his thumb down to your clit, ready to give you a third orgasm. You don't take long to reach it and he follows you, your moans getting lost in each other's mouths.

He kisses you with a smile, breathless, and you both collapse on the sheets. He brings you closer to his chest and you stay there, hugging him while your heart returns to its normal rhythm.

"Wow" he says and you laugh.

"If I came to know that this is included, I would have got a tattoo long ago" you joke and feel his chest vibrate.

"Shit, the tattoo" Hyungwon remembers.

He gets on his knees next to you and peeks under the plastic to make sure everything is okay. You stay still, watching him. You brush the hair out of his face, hoping to see his face of concentration again. He looks at you out of the corner of his eye and smiles, suddenly embarrassed.

"I could have ruined your tattoo" he says, trying to be serious "Not nice".

You mimic his furrowed eyebrows and shake your head comically. He smiles even more and lies next to you.

-----------------------------------

"I was wondering..." he begins, making circles around your belly button with his hand "if you’d like to go out to dinner."

"Now?" you ask.

"Yes... or any other day".

You would love it, now, tomorrow or next week. You can't get enough of him. You love the way it makes you feel and you really don't want to leave:

"Now it's ok".

You both smile and he kisses you.

He leans in, resting his arms on his knees.

"I thought you agreed with this. We have a good time and… I don't know ”he breathes out “You come to Korea after so long and you decide to talk about this on the first night that we spent alone in months”.

"I came here for precisely this" you clarify "We can not continue like this."

"Why?" he asks, slightly raising his voice.

"Why?" you repeat altered, but you hold back. You have to take a deep breath before speaking again “Because this is no longer viable. I admit it was fun, but we've let this last too long".

Since Hyungwon doesn't say anything, you continue.

"Clearly one of the two feels more than the other" your voice trembles slightly you don’t know very well why. It's pretty obvious that you want more and he knows it. "So I think it's time we both finish this”.

There was a long silence before either of them said anything.

"You have nothing to say?" you ask.

"What can I say? It seems that you have made a decision” he says “And where does this leave us?”.

“We are still friends. Nothing changes” you lie. This changes everything. You weren't even sure he could stand you.

"We have never been friends, Y/N" he says and, for the first time, you notice that he is upset.

You don't say anything, you know that if you speak you will cry and you don't want to cry in front of him. When you started seeing each other, you both made it clear that it was just about sex and, at some point of the secret kisses and the late night meetings, you started to feel something. You feel stupid, but he is not to blame for any of this. Would you like him to feel the same way too? Yes. However, this is better. It would be impossible for you to see each other and it would end the same.

You get up from the table and go to the bar cabinet. Whether if you both are continuing the conversation or he is leaving, you need another drink to bear it. You take your time to open the bottle of wine.

Suddenly, you feel the heat of another body behind you. Hyungwon drops your two glasses on the cabinet and you immediately understand that he wants you to fill them.

"So that's all?" he asks "Are we just finishing this like this?".

You drink from your glass right after you fill it.

"What did you expect?”.

"I don't know," he says, his voice low "Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?".

"Not this time" You shake your head.

Hyungwon takes his glass and, after observing the wine in silence, holds it up to you.

"For us then" he says "For our friendship".

You both drink and drop the cup. You release a little air in relief. It has been easier than you expected.

"Although" he continues "Something like ours deserves a good farewell, don't you think?".

You look at him again and he places a lock of hair behind your ear, resting his hand on your neck. You try to breathe deeply, but the touch of his skin makes you tremble.

“I know where you are going and you are not going to make me change my mind. This time I am determined” you say "Today's show in the kitchen has been the farewell you are looking for”.

"Really?" He releases with a smile, his hand still on your neck "Do you want to finish this with a quickie on the kitchen counter?".

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have let your dick think for you" you say "You never know when the last time could be”.

"Come on" he whispers "Today was amazing, but... I want us to have a nice memory”.

He begins to massage your nape, his fingers digging into your hair. You breathe hard, placing your hand over his, but that doesn't stop him. Your breath hitches in your throat and your brain goes very fast. You already have been here before and, with the excuse of "let's do it one last time", you never put an end to it. But all those times there was something in common: You wanted to make him change his mind so hard, you wanted to let him know what he would miss if he let you go, but you had already realized that that didn’t work. You deserved to start again and find someone who felt the same way about you as you did about him.

He's gotten closer. The closing of the gap between you is mutual, and, before you have a chance to reply, his lips are dangerously close to yours. "Let me try to make you change your mind, baby." And then, his mouth is on yours.

At first, you hesitate, but he has both hands on his neck. The game of your lips is a battle. You force yourself to memorize the warm feeling that his kisses leave on yours.

He walks you backwards, mouths on one another as your back hits the wall right behind you. His arms surround your waist, breaking what little space was left between you. When you feel his hips on yours, the moan that you let out is silenced by the growl that he emits from his chest.

Her skin feels warm under your touch as you slide your arms around her neck. His right hand moves from your waist to your ass, making you lift one leg to surround him, a calculated move that he uses to push you against his growing erection. His lips drop from your mouth to your neck, each kiss slow, but desperate at the same time.

"Wonnie" you moan as the moisture in between your legs grows. Hyungwon’s teeth leave a gentle gnaw at the delicate flesh of your neck before he’s tugging at it. He hums in response, continuing its way to your cleavage where it stops.

He pulls away. Your breasts rise and fall quickly like if you both had been running. You look at him, his cheeks are pink and his lips are slightly swollen. The gold chain falls into the hollow of his torso. And his gaze ... Oh, you can't describe it.

Hyungwon falls to his knees in front of you and grabs your hips. You inhale with downcast eyes as you instinctively tangle your fingers in her dark hair. With shaky breathing, he groans as he kisses your stomach, the bones of your hips…. His fingers hook on the button of your pants and pull the zipper. Eagerly, he pulls your pants down until you're only in your underwear. You rest your head on the wall. He gulps and looks at you anxiously.

He gets up quickly and wraps his arms around you again only to take you to the bed where he stands on top of you leaning on his arms. His lips return to yours just to bite your bottom lip and you moan in response. His hands slide under your shirt and unbutton it with trembling hands. You get up so he can pull it out of your arms and, before it hits the ground, he's back in your mouth, his tongue memorizing yours.

He stands up and pulls his shirt over his head. Still looking at you, he gently grabs your leg, lifting it up. He plants a kiss on it and your breath catches in your throat, bringing your hands to her broad shoulders. His lips move slowly upward, leaving a trace of wet kisses, and he stops a few inches from your underwear. You feel his gaze in the place where you need him the most and he looks at you again before biting the elastic of your thong.

"I'm going to fuck you so well" he begins "That you’ll be your entire life looking for someone that makes you feel half as good as i do”.

You are breathless. You moan when you feel his lips on your clit through the fabric. He can savor your moisture against the fabric and his fingers latch around the band of your thong tugging it down your legs. Hyungwon kisses your knee again and hikes one of your legs over his shoulder, letting the balm of your foot rest against his back. He uses his free hand to run his fingers up and down your wet folds. You let out a contained moan.

He looks at you one more time. This time, the crooked smile adorns his face bears little resemblance to the innocent smile he normally makes. You feel your legs tremble when you feel the finger of Hyungwon push into you.

"Fuck" you breath out.

Your tightness hums him and places an innocent kiss on your clit as he begins to move his finger. You sink your fingers into the skin of his shoulders and it is when his tongue begins to hit your clit with a continuous rhythm that you feel how you melt under him. You have stopped containing yourself, your moans fill the room. He uses his tongue mercilessly as his digits move in and out of your increasingly wet center. He inserts another finger and for a second you think you're going to pass out.

"Oh my god, Hyungwon".

Your hips move involuntarily and he wraps his free arm tightly around your thighs to keep you still. He feels his cock twitch with every sound you make, eager to feel the walls of your pussy tighten around his length just like they are doing around his fingers.

Your skin burns and your heart hits hard against your chest. He feels like you're about to before the sweet sensation of ecstasy hits you, so he picks up the rhythm of his fingers and tongue. He maintains the violent rhythm even when you start shaking under him, chanting his name.

You squirm under him, trying to push him away. He obeys, coming back to you and kissing you greedily. His mouth tastes like you. He leans his forehead against yours, trying to catch his breath. Then he pulls away, unbuttoning his pants. You take the opportunity to admire his body proportions until he drops his pants to the floor next to his boxers. He’s so beautiful. You have been in that situation hundreds of times already, but you will never get used to this vision of him.

He takes the base of his cock in his palm and he starts stroking it, but your eyes are on his expression. He opens your legs a little wider, grabs you by the thighs and brings you closer to him. You feel the stretch of his tip pressing into you and...

"Wait" you say, placing the palm of your hand on his hip.

He looks a you, afraid that you have changed your mind. You raise your arm, stroking his arm.

"Let me be on top" you say. He lets out a groan and a chill runs through him, not because of what you say, but because of the softness of your voice. He grabs you by the thighs and turned you around, placing you on his lap, your legs wrapping around him. You both smile and he kisses you through it. He leans on the palm of his hands, watching as you situate yourself, raising your hips as your hand hold his length to line against your core.

You both moan when you finally sink down onto it. You kiss him as your walls try to adapt to him and cry out in his mouth when he puts his hips up, slamming into you. You both stay still, trying to catch your breath. Your arms wrap around his neck tightly, the feeling of him inside you in this position is overwhelming. He feels your legs tremble and smiles.

"You're already a mess and we have barely started" he whispers and leans into your mouth again.

You pick your hips up and start to ram yourself down into his cock. You both moan at this, he grabs you by the hips to guide your movements. You are altering the rhythm, faster to suddenly go slower. Slippery sounds mixed with the sound of your skin crashing into his. And his moans... his moans are so low and make you feel so powerful.

You know he's going crazy under you when he stops trying to take control, his hands everywhere not knowing where to focus. But when your legs start to ache he moves his hips again, pounding inside you. You are so close that you can almost taste the orgasm.

"Hyungwon, please" you say "Come inside me".

He responds with a growl and picks up the pace, gripping your hips so tightly that you know it will leave marks. When the second orgasm of the night hits you, you bury your face in his neck. He keeps going in and out of you until he spills himself into you, mumbling your name.

Hyungwon forces you to look at him and presses a kiss on your forehead

"Fuck" you gasp and he smiles.

"It was good enough for a goodbye?" He asks and you both laugh.

                                                                                         Hours later, when the sun begins to rise, Hyungwon moves under the covers in a moan. Without opening his eyes, his hands looks for you on the other side of the bed, but he doesn't find you. He opens an eye and searches the entire room for you.

Your heart is pounding. Your cold hand by the water contrasted with the warmth of his. You thought that you were alone. All the members except Shownu, who had decided to take a nap, had gone out to shop for this dinner tonight. You hadn’t seen Hyungwon all day, the rest told you that he was with his family and that he would not arrive until night.

"No, I'm fine" you say as you try to break free of his grasp and he releases your hand at a slow dying pace.

You look up and you cross gazes. You hadn't realized how close he was, his face barely half a meter from yours. You check him quickly. He is wearing an tight shirt and black pants. He is not a muscular boy, but his body is still amazing. He smiles with satisfaction.

"Let me wash the glasses" he says softly.

Hyungwon tries to take the sponge from your other hand, but you push it away. "I can do it myself" you say.

He steps back slowly with a smile, leaning on the counter behind him. You turn on the tap and continue scrubbing. Apart from the running water, everything is silent. You can feel his gaze on you and, even tho you don’t see him, you’re pretty sure he’s smiling.

"I didn't hear you coming" you say, and since he doesn't say anything, you continue "I thought you wouldn’t come back until night."

"I was going to, but I thought, that after the long journey you have made to see us, it was rude not to be here" he explains.

You do not answer. When you arrived and the boys informed you that he would not be there all day, you were disappointed. But you were used to it, Hyungwon was willing to say and do anything to keep up appearances. You knew very well that no one could know what was going on between the two of you. However, you expected another kind of welcome after several months without seeing each other.

"It's just casual sex" you say to yourself and you try to calm down. You turn off the tap and take a step to your right to dry your hands.

"I was surprised you decided to come" he says.

"Well, last time you all came to see me" you explain "Also, I missed spending time with you".

"Did you?" he asks and you can hear the smile in his voice.

You are going to turn around, but suddenly, you feel Hyungwon's hand on your waist and, seconds later, the heat of his body against yours.

"And have you missed me?" he asks in your ear, moving his hand towards your belly "Because I have missed you".

You feel your insides shrink and you breathe out nervously.

"Hyungwon" you warn him and try to pull his hand away, but you just get him to stick closer to you.

"Why did you wear this skirt if you didn't want me to touch you?" He asks "You know how much I like it”.

"I thought you wouldn't be here" you say with difficulty.

"Why is it that I don't believe you?".

You can feel his breathing on your neck. With his free hand, he starts caressing your leg from the knee up, but you stop him.

"What happen?" he asks and he kisses you on your neck.

This has to end, you both know it. At some point, one of the two will have to end it and you are sure that it will have to be you. You are trying to think clearly, but his closeness, his lips, the way he is touching you, the lump of his erection in your back ... stops you from doing.

"I have sent a message to the boys, they haven’t finished shopping yet" he says "We have time".

"It's not that..." you whisper.

"Then what is it, baby?" he asks and you tremble. He only called you that when no one else was around.

He starts to move his hand again "Don't you want me to touch you anymore?" his fingers reach your slightly wet panties "Because your body does not say the same".

You let out a slight moan as you feel him massaging your clit over your underwear. You want him, that is obvious. But you shouldn't. The rhythm he starts is so good that you feel like your head is spinning. You look towards the entry hall. The lower floor is open concept. If the boys arrive or Shownu came down you would hardly have a few minutes to hide.

He grabs you by the chin, making you look up at him.

"It’s okay, y/n" he mutters "Don't think of anything else”.

You start to kiss, rough and passionately. Your hands clinging to the counter while the hand that was on your belly caresses your breasts over the shirt.

And, just like that, he introduces his fingers inside your panties. You let out a moan that is lost in his mouth. Hyungwon pulls your thighs apart and plays with the wetness in your folds before turning his attention back to your clit. He gets closer to you, making you stick completely to the cabinet to the counter cabinet.

"Let me take a look" he says, pulling away from you and you complain at the sudden lack of contact.

He puts a hand on your shoulder, making you lean slightly and he raises your skirt. If he wasn't hard before, surely he is now. One of the reasons why he loves when you wear this skirt is this, he could imagine your ass under the fabric and it drove him crazy. He caresses one of your butt cheeks lightly before slapping it. You have to bite your lip to keep from screaming and that makes him smile.

Without warning, he lowers the panties to your knees, leaving you completely exposed. You lower your torso to the counter and arch your back. You can hear him growling, followed by a curse that fills you with satisfaction.

Without saying anything, Hyungwon puts a finger inside you, but only the tip of it. You whimper and step back, trying to get him deeper, but he withdraws his hand.

You had forgotten how much he likes to tease.

"Wonnie" you whine and he smiles. You don’t always call him like that.

"What, baby?” he says.

"Please".

He smiles. You hear the sound of his belt unbuttoning and your interior narrows. You look one last time towards the entry hall and the stairs. When you feel the head of his cock in your entrance, you move your hips back, wanting more, but he stops you with another slap on your butt cheek.

You are thinking of the pain, the fact that he must surely have left a red mark on your skin..., when he buries his length into you with a gentle thrust, a long and silent growth escaping from his throat. You gasp louder.

"Shh" he silences you and kisses you on the back "We don't want Shownu to wake up, do we?".

He has barely finished his sentence when he pushes back inside you. You bite your lip hard. You are a mess under him. You bury your face in your arms, trying hard not to scream as he thrusts into you over and over again. The sound of his skin bumping into yours is too loud, too obvious, but it feels too good for you to care.

Hyungwon begins to increase the speed when he feels you start to get tighter around him. You close your eyes, you can feel your heart hammering in your ears and your skin burning. He reaches out a hand to your clit and begins to massage it.

"Come on my cock, baby" he whispers.

You bite your own arm to avoid screaming when ecstasy hits you.

Your legs tremble from how tired your muscles are. You couldn't stand if it wasn't for the force in which he grabs you by the hips. You don't think you can hold on any longer if he keeps thrusting into you like that.

He leans toward you and brings you up to his chest, reaching under your shirt to your bra where he grabs one of your nipples. He bites down on your neck and leaves clumsy kisses right after, realizing he has put too much pressure.

"Wonnie. I-i can’t ”you say.

"I'm close" he groans and his voice sounds deliciously weak "Hold on for me. I know you can".

He keeps coming out of you over and over again, you don't know how long. Your body is there, but you are not, you seem to be flying.

His mouth opens in a silent moan as he paints your walls with his release. You swirled your hips against his until he stops you. You both stand there still, your breasts rising and falling rapidly, he still holding you. You look at each other and he smiles, kissing you on the lips.

As soon as you have finished dressing, the noise of an engine followed by voices inform you that the boys have arrived. You bring your cold hands to your cheeks, trying to calm how red they are. You hear the door open and Minhyuk's voice asking for help.

"You and I are not done yet" Hyungwon whispers in your ear before heading towards the door.