Only Exception

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Content Warning: 🔞

19th.

His one hand pressed the elevator buttons of 16th and close button, doing the elevator trick. His other hand slided from her nape down to her back making her lean closer to him. 

Their kisses were hungry and greedy, as all their repressed emotions were now free. All the feelings they had are rushing through them in an instant. He tilted his head as their kisses grew more intense. Her one hand moved at his back as she tried to pull him, making him pressed his body more into her. Her responses made him groan with pleasure. 

Her tongue parted, making him invade her within. Moans and curses filled the air, as the enclosed space of the elevator flamed their bodies. 

18th. 17th. 

"CCTV." She whispered in between moans. 

"It's not working for a week. Even if it works I don't fucking care."

She hitched her breath when one of his hands unbuttoned the first two of her polo blouse, slightly revealing her chest. He released the buttons of the elevator, partially undressing her. 

Ji looked at the door nervously, but he cupped her face, kissing her again passionately. 

Which she responded.

They were burning. None were planning to stop the flames.

16th

None of the elevator buttons had lights on except for the ground floor. He pressed the 10th and close button doing the trick again, buying them some time. 

Their tongues, bodies were entangled.

Desires were eating them.

And so is pleasure.

No mind. No heart.

It was purely their bodies dictating them what to do.

Mouth never leaving, hands exploring every single part of their almost naked bodies.

15th, 14th. 

Still no light button for other floors. 

His mouth creeped down to the back of her ears, trailing down to her neck. Her hold to his nape tightened as he sucked hard. Sensations were  drowning her. She released a loud moan when he lowered down her sleeves, now his mouth making its path to her breasts. He released the elevator buttons, his one hand still supporting her, his other hand unhooking her brassiere. 

The elevator went down. 

13th. 

His free hand wandered on her legs, making her tremble. She shut her eyes as electricity continued to run on her body with his hot touches. 

He was teasing her, she was leaning on his touches.

Sparks of lust continued to overpower them.

No holds barred. No holding back.

12th, 11th.

He lifted her on her feet as he buried his head on her chest, planting wet kisses on them. Her hand continued to hover from his hair to his back. She bit her lip tighter when he started to plot hickeys on her breasts. 

She's back on her feet and they slightly pulled away as the elevator rang on the 10th, Haein's back at the door covering her, as the door opened, but since he pressed it intentionally, no one was waiting at the elevator door. 

As soon as the door closed, they were back in each other's body, heavily panting, desires all over the place. 

One of her hands moved to his now dishelved hair as his mouth reached her right mound, nursing it. She gripped his hair hard as his mouth played on her mounds, tickling it, sending tremors all over her. He tugged her nipples with his tongue, making her hips move forward to meet his lower body. 

She threw her head back as her belly rumbled, orgasm building up more within. She cursed his name when his mouth moved to his left. He pinned her further to the elevator wall, both of them fully aroused. Sensual moans became more frequent as pleasure eat them. 

8th, 7th. 

He pressed the close button and the 4th floor, still no lights. The ground floor will be the end of it. 

Jisoo closed her eyes as his fingers entered her skirt, massaging her inner thighs. He slid one finger inside her aching folds. Her grip on him tightened. He inserted another one, slipping deep inside, gathering her wetness. 

"Aaahhh." She sucked under her breath as his fingers dug deeper. Her bodies were clenching against his mercy, his fingers sending her body on chaos.

She is losing all her control. Her body overpowering everything. Her mind. Her heart. Her sanity. Her hatred over men. Her hateful past. Haein just took over everything within her. 

6th.

She crazily wants him too. The way he wanted her so bad. 

"I want you in my bed Ji," he whispered, his voice full of anticipation. "Let's go back to my unit."

Those words. It only took those words for her to snap out.

And just like that, she was brought back to reality. His words flicked on her face, waking up from a dream. Like she was slapped hard, putting all her senses back in place. She took a deep breath, trying to gather all her courage. 

5th. 4th. 

The door opens.

Jisoo pushed him with all her might.

Haein's face crumpled.

Confused. Puzzled. Bewildered. 

Both of them were tormented with desires and lust inside the elevator, but that was her limit. 

She fixed her skirt and the buttons of her polo blouse, hooked her bra again, trying to get her composure back. Her legs are still shaking, she leaned to the wall for her not to collapse, trying so hard to regain her strength. Just like him, she was terribly confused about what happened. She allowed herself to make out on the elevator with him. 

"This is the farthest I can go for you Haein." She fixed her hair, brushing it using her fingers. "I can't go to bed with you. I can't be with you." She bowed her head, trying to avoid his gaze. 

3rd. 2nd.

She lifted her head as she stepped closer to him, wiping his lips. Her lipstick, leaving him smudges. He is still frozen on his stand. 

She was smiling, but it never reached her eyes. She cupped his beautiful face as she tiptoed to reach him. 

She pressed her lips to his, tenderly. As if she was saying goodbye. Her eyes closed. She pulled away, resting her forehead on his lips. She looked down. 

"I am really sorry Haein. I can't. I just can't."

Haein held her in her arms but she shovelled it. 

As soon as the elevator door opened on the ground floor, she whispered. 

"It's nice to meet you Haein." 

She walked away from him, never looking back, leaving Haein distraught and dumbfounded.