another dimension

It had first started when you had attended a BigBang concert in your early twenties — you had been a huge fan of the band and your parents had got you tickets that year as a Christmas present. The concert had been perfect, everything you could have wished for and more but what you didn't expect was what had happened afterwards. You had been taking a quick smoke break outside the arena before you caught your train back to your area of the city when a familiar face had leaned against the wall next to you. Seunghyun, with his handsome face and incredibly aloof demeanor had said nothing at first but the second you spoke to him, the two of you hit it off. One thing led to another and before you knew it you were back in his hotel room, tangled in his sheets.

That's how it had started and that's how it continued each time he visited Japan. It had never been anything serious; two people hooking up whenever they had a chance to see each other, nothing more. But, then it all stopped. Seunghyun's 'scandal' broke and he had hid himself away. The texts from him stopped, all communication had ended. It had hurt more than you thought it would but not because you were in love with him, no. Maybe, over the years you had developed some kind of feelings for him but you were mostly concerned about him. Despite the relationship you two had mostly being about sex, you confided in each other, spilled your deepest, darkest secrets. That was how you had learned how much of an anxious, emotional person he was. You just hoped that he had someone with him through those difficult times.

It had been ten years since he had last stepped foot in Japan. Ten years since you had a text off him but that all changed.

Seunghyun Hey, this is Seunghyun. Hope this is still the right number but… you still in Japan? You Oh, long time, no see. But, yeah, it's still me. Still in Japan. Seunghyun Heading there for a fan meet next week. Want to meet up?

The nerves were running through you like wildfire. It had been ten long years since you had seen him. For all you knew, your connection could've changed. The fire that had always been there before might have died out. Ten years was a long time, feelings and thoughts changed — people changed and you definitely weren't the same person you had been a decade ago. Neither was he. It was a reunion you never thought would happen again. You had resigned yourself to never seeing him again but now you were five minutes away from being face to face with the guy who had consumed your thoughts all those years ago.

Seunghyun had invited you to the Gucci event he was attending. He hadn't told you much just to dress nice so you had picked out your nicest outfit, making sure you could look your best. You never attended events like these. You were one of those people who would much prefer to stay inside away from the crowds and people. But, he had asked you and how could you refuse.

The air felt like it had been punched from your lungs the second you laid your eyes on him. He looked incredible. His hair styled perfectly, dressed in all black and that damn leather jacket. No words had been spoken between you two yet and he was already driving you insane. Time had been good to him. If anything, you thought he looked the most handsome he ever had.

"Hi," he laughed awkwardly, giving you a small wave as he approached. "You look… great."

"Oh, thank you," you couldn't help the blush on your cheeks from appearing. "So, do you. I can't believe its been so long."

"I'm sorry," he frowned. "I swear I wanted to reach out sooner but… I wasn't in a good place and I couldn't drag you down with me."

You shook your head, reaching your hand out to rest on his forearm. "Hey, it's okay. You're here now and that's what matters. You're doing good now, yeah?"

"Yeah, really good."

"I'm glad."

"So, want to come look at some really expensive jewelry with me so I don't go bored out of my mind?" He held his arm out for you which you gladly took.

"Lead the way."

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The electricity between you was still there. Each time you felt his hand on your lower back guiding you or when he leaned in to whisper in your ear in that deep, gentle voice of his, you felt the sparks. It was making you dizzy. In the past decade you had been with a few other guys but none of them made you feel the way Seunghyun did when he touched you. It was purely innocent too so you could only imagine how it would feel if he ever touched you again like he used to.

At one point, at the end of the event when Seunghyun had said goodbye to people, he had noticed you tense up when he placed his hand on your back. He tilted his head to the side, concern lacing his voice. "Everything okay?"

You hummed, nodding your head. "Yeah, yeah, everything's fine."

"You sure, you seem really tense…" He eyed you suspiciously, the high tone of your voice piquing his interest.

"Just… cold in here."

"Cold, huh?"

"Yep."

"And that's why your cheeks are flushed?" He teased, leaning in a little closer to whisper in your ear.

You didn't speak, you couldn't. The feeling of his hot breath against your ear sent shivers down your spine. He knew, of course he did. That smirk on his face gave it all away. And, to top it all off, he decided to tease you even more by snaking his arm around your waist, his hand resting firmly against you. With no words, he guided you through the halls of the venue until he found the empty bathrooms. There was no hesitation in his movements when he pulled you into one of the stalls. He crowded into you, pressing you up against the stall wall.

"Now," he started, voice low. "Are you going to tell me the truth? What's wrong?"

"You already know. Don't make me say it."

"I want to it hear it."

"You're driving me crazy!" You blurted out. "Showing up looking like… that. I didn't know what to expect after all this time but, my God, Seunghyun, you're driving me insane."

"Good answer," he gave you no time to answer, his lips crashing against yours. His hand came up to tangle in your hair, tugging your head back so he could deepen the kiss. His tongue tangled with yours, lips moving furiously as he tasted you again after all this time. He pulled away for a second, lips ghosting over yours, speaking breathlessly. "For the record, the feeling is very mutual."

His hand guided one of yours to the prominent bulge straining against his pants. When you rubbed your palm against him, he groaned, his lips finding yours once again. It was like you couldn't get enough of each other. The tension, the desire of the last decade finally coming to a head. You pulled your head back from him, sinking down to your knees. Quickly, you unbuckled his belt, tugging his pants down his legs. He let out a hiss as the cold air hit him, his cock hard and aching. You wasted no time wrapping your hand around his length, your thumb swiping over the head of his cock gathering the precum using it to glide your hand around him smoother.

"Fuck," Seunghyun huffed, his head falling back against the stall. "Forgot how good it feels to have you touchin' me like that."

"It's about to get even better," you smirked. Seunghyun watched with hooded eyes as you leaned forward, your tongue licking a long stripe on the underside of his cock from bottom to top. Your tongue swirled around the tip, moaning as you tasted him. The second your lips wrapped around him, Seunghyun felt like he was in heaven. He watched your every move as you took him in your mouth. What you couldn't fit in, you pumped with your hand, setting a steady rhythm. Seunghyun couldn't help but roll his hips against your face. You felt his fingers tangling in your hair, twitching with the urge to pull you even deeper. He watched the way your cheeks hollowed out with every slide, his hips beginning to thrust to match your rhythm.

"Holy fuck," he rasped, his voice a deep, guttural groan. His control was failing, he was struggling to hold back. "Don't stop."

He finally lost it when you took him deep into the back of your throat, choking around him. He grit his teeth, holding your head in place as he took control. His hips snapped against your face driving himself deep into your mouth with each lunge. He couldn't tear his eyes away from you. The way you were drooling, the tears at the corners of your eyes as he hit the back of your throat. It was all too much.

With all the strength he could muster, he pulled himself from your mouth with a pop, gasping heaving breaths. No words were spoken as he hauled you up, spinning you around so you were facing the wall. He kicked your feet apart, spreading your legs for him. It took him all of five seconds to pull your dress up, pull your panties to the side and position himself. He dragged his cock through your wet folds, moaning at the sensation. "So wet for me."

"Always," you gasped, trying to push back against him but he held your hips firmly still. "Please, Seunghyun. Just fuck me."

"Since you asked so nicely."

In one smooth thrust, he pushed himself inside you to the hilt, his hips flush against your ass. He let out a long, deep groan, stilling for a moment. You moaned at the feeling of him inside you after so long. He was so big, so deep. You had almost forgotten what it felt like to feel so full. He pulled his hips back almost all the way out before thrust back in heavily. Your hands rested against the wall, head hanging as he fucked you slow and hard.

"Missed this, missed you," he mumbled, his voice strained. He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming quicker — short, sharp bursts that had your body jolting with each thrust. "Gonna fuck you until I'm the only damn thing you can think about."

One of his hands slid up your back, moving to wrap around your throat, hosting you up so your back was flush against his chest. His lips found your neck, kissing a trail of kisses along your and down your shoulder. "Look at you, takin' me so good. Such a good girl, aren't you? Always were."

"Don't stop, please," you begged. "I'm so close."

Those words were his final undoing. His hand that had been around your neck slid down between your legs, his thumb finding your clit, pressing down in rough circles. "Come on, baby. Cum for me, let me feel you."

The whispered words in your ear, the way his cock was driving into you was sending you crazy. Your nails dug into his forearm, your body tensing as your orgasm hit you. You cried out his name, your walls tightening around him. He didn't relent, his cock still pounding into you hard and fast. Three more thrusts and he stilled inside you, a muffled groan of your name against your shoulder as he spilled himself inside you.

Your body went limp against him, the only sounds filling the empty bathroom were your heavy breaths as you both came back down to Earth. He pulled out of you, helping you straighten out your clothes, pulling his own pants back up. He leaned against the wall, hand raking through his hair as he looked over at you, smiling crookedly. "Wasn't exactly planning on fucking you in a bathroom the first time we saw each other again. Wanted to make it special."

"…so romantic," you teased, smiling back at him.

"Yeah, yeah," he blushed. "Was planning on asking you out to dinner and everything."

"Well, you still can."

"Yeah?"

"Ask me," you said softly, stepping forward to smooth out the leather jacket that had been driving you crazy all time.

"Want to go for dinner?" He asked, tucking your hair behind your ear, looking at you nervously as if your answer would be no.

"I'd love to."