Chaconne | ENHYPEN

|Experience|

The two danced as Jungwon counted, and Jeoju followed through without a problem before she threw herself on the dressing room floor to take a break.

She could hear Jungwon come through the mirror, making sure to close the glass from behind before placing himself on the floor beside Jeoju.

"That was better than before. You'll improve over time."

"Thanks, Jungwon. I guess I needed that more than I thought."

"I admire your determination to practice by yourself when you have the time. It helps pull the real deal together in the end."

"You speak from experience?"

"Oh yes," Jungwon begins. He intertwines his fingers together and settles his hand on top of his stomach, looking up at the dressing room ceiling with Jeoju.

"We all are performers."

Jeoju furrows her brows, recalling if she ever worked with either of them on stage before.

"How come I haven't seen you or the others perform here?"

"We all are performers in the past life," Jungwon states, bringing Jeoju's attention on his pearly eyes as he continues.

"We were your performers, protectors, and your lovers."

Jay was telling the truth! They're all my lovers?? God, if I just believed him, I wouldn't have toyed with him! That explains why Niki wanted me to grab his ne--does he have some sort of kink??

"You all were my lovers back then?" Jeoju tries to make sense of this, recalling back to the conversation she had with Jay.

Jungwon shifts his body towards Jeoju, propping himself up with his arm as the other rests on the dip of his waist.

"We all are your lovers now. Jay tol--"

"I'm sure he's told everyone that by now. Niki brought it up earlier today."

"And do you believe us?"

"I have no choice but to believe you."

"Do you believe me?"

Jeoju doesn't budge. It may have made sense in her past life to be a lover to her protectors, but in the future, where it's more modern, it's definitely going to take some getting used to.

Jungwon moves to position himself closer to Jeoju, placing his hand on the back of her neck, her head relaxed in his hand as the other helps to steady himself above her.

"Jeoju, do you believe me?" He asks, centimeters above her lips, their eyes locked on each other unless one or the other makes a move.

"I believe you, Jungwon," Jeoju whispers before gently pulling him in to take her kiss. The kiss started easy, but once Jungwon tilted her head the slightest bit to the side, the kiss had gotten real.

Devouring each other like it would be the last time they'd see each other, although this was the first connection in the present world.

Jeoju had gotten a surge of confidence as she moved herself, breaking the kiss for just a moment. Jungwon's back hits the floor again, his hands by his head until Jeoju had made herself comfortable on top of him.

Jungwon's hands had placed themselves on Jeoju's thighs, massaging them as they moved closer to her hips.

Jeoju initiates a change in the kiss, switching from the bottom and top lip instead of taking him at once. Jungwon enjoyed this, smirking a bit into the heated kiss. As Jeoju moves back to taking hold of his lips, Jungwon moves his left hand underneath her dress, pressing deep circles into the heated flesh of her hip with his thumb.

Doing this, Jeoju's hips had started to move, earning a small groan from the man right beneath her. This gave Jungwon the urge to pull Jeoju deeper into the kiss as he took his right hand beneath her jaw and slithered his pink muscle inside her needy cave.

The two heavily moaned into the kiss as tongues were glided amongst themselves, feeling the wetness of each other in the mouths that performed the dance of lust.

Due to the roughness of the kiss between the two, their jaws grew tired from the excessive grinding into the kiss, causing the intensity to turn soft. Their lips take time to feel as the tongues take time to taste. Jungwon pulls away, a string of saliva connecting the two heavy breathers at the lips and chin, the sign of a sloppy makeout session.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I must go for the evening."

Jeoju catches her breath slowly as she moves off of Jungwon and sits herself down on the loveseat, wiping away the mess that was created on her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Will I see you again?" Jeoju calls out, unable to move on from the act seconds before.

"Of course, my love."