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warning!! semi-mature content
drinks in their hands, more intoxicated by the second kang bora was still sat on lee heeseungs lap.
that they both had enough drinks for the night was noticeable when bora was too under the influence to notice that heeseungs hands were not to himself anymore, but rather stroking boras upper thigh.
a drink spilling and a plastic cup falling was heard when the girl completely knocked the drink held by her one and only over, spilling all over her new bought top.
"FUCK!"
"shit, i'm so sorry" heeseung tried to apologise, but was rather ignored.
"oh bora, that doesn't look good. you could go look in that closet down the hall, there should be something to clean it up and not make it worse." jungwon dropping in to try and help his new made friend.
"yeah thanks, i'll go see what i can do."
steps travelled behind her, on the way to the closet, and not even a minute later bora & heeseung found themselves in the closet together to try and get rid of the stain the cherry liquor made.
"you don't even know how sorry i am. i shouldn't have placed my hands there knowing-"
"heeseung stop, it wasn't your fault, I was the one that knocked the cup over, you have nothing to do with it." bora had cut him off while turning back to rubbing off the spilled drink on her shirt.
suddenly, heeseung took her face into his hands and looked her in the eyes while taking bora off guard.
"bora, dear, please shut up and let me help you." heeseung sincerely told her and took the paper towel out of her hands going to rub his mess (😏) off of her.
after what felt like years of tension to bora (in reality it was actually just 21.56 seconds) something in her just decided to snap. she wanted to blame the fault on all the alcohol she had that night, but also her anticipation to this exact moment, but that action just then just seemed to set her off.
it hadn't even been a minute and heeseung had already lifted her on the countertop right at the entrance of the closet, which bora had previously leaned on.
his hands slowly wandered from her waist down to her hips, and then to her ass, gripping at it. heeseung seems to be experienced— was what bora thought in that exact moment when she felt at how soft and plump his lips actually were.
their lips were moving as if they were synchronised, bora leaning into heeseung and wrapping her hands around his neck.
"you taste like cherrys" bora told him, to which she got heeseung smirking into the kiss as an answer.
somehow, kissing didn't seem to be enough anymore as heeseung was softly nipping at her lips making bora leave out a not-so-silent gasp and leaning more and more into his ecstasy.
heeseung slow and steadily went down to leave marks at the soft skin of her neck and casually biting her here and there making her let out quiet moans against his shoulder.
bora gripped at the belt on his waistline while heeseung had started to move his hands from her ass to her inner thigh entering her skirt. she tried to open it, failing by the over-sensation she was feeling at the moment.
all of that spirit was ruined, when a unwanted intruder opened the door.
"OH MY GOD!"
"fuck, haerin what are you doing?!" bora was pulled out of her trance.
"i didn't want to disturb anything here but i was just trying to get you because minju just puked all over the weed room and it's time to go home" haerin explained to her older sister.
she had already started to pull bora out of the scene, "we'll continue this another time heeseung!"
heeseung watched her leave with a smug smile.
╰┈➤ author's thoughts:
phew this was written in a haste but i hope you like it heheheh i cringed at this chapter so often o physically and mentally cannot write smut
anyway i had pe today and we do this "high jump" (?) idk what you call it in english but anyway i think i pulled a muscle in my leg bc it hurts so much and i can barely walk but we'll see what goes 😃😃😃
