Payback: Another Side Story

Lover's trip (2)

Yoohan had never set foot inside a plane, and certainly not a privet plane. Of course he had dreamt of this during his childhood, wondering how it felt to fly above cities and oceans. So when he crossed the door and his feet touched the soft carpet, he felt his heart flutter.

He just hopped that Jay wouldn't notice. He still remembered when the crazy man next to him got jealous of a damn script. Or was it walnut cookies? Oh wait... it was both. And those moments weren't great memories so he didn't want to imagine how it would be with a whole ass plane. Moreover, he didn't want to suffer this during more than 14 hours of flight.

He wasn't suicidal —not anymore.

The more he discovered, the more excited he was. How could he not be with, on one side, the big leather seats that seemed so comfortable and, on the other side, all his favourite food displayed on a large table. Japchae, dakgangjeong, kimchi-

As he was listing every plates in front of him, Yoohan suddenly felt a weight on his back and arms circling his waist.

"How is it?"

Yoohan stiffened. Well, what should he said... that he had never been this happy? This excited? Nah. No way.

"That, huh..." he paused to think for a bit, "I... I'm hungry...?"

Ah. What the hell did he just say? So embarrassing... He heard a low laugh on his ear. The hot breath against his neck sent shivers all over his body. Shit.

"Yes," the arms around Yoohan's waist moved and large hands slid under his shirt, rubbing the love marks still sensitive from last night, "I'm hungry too."

Warm lips trailed kisses on the side of his neck and, like an automatism, Yoohan tilted his head to give better access.

"Ah...."

His body reacted immediately. It was crazy how used he got to this man's touch. He didn't even need a strong stimulus anymore. Just a few light caresses and he was already leaning, without any strength, inside Jay's embrace.

And the hands started to slide down. From his chest to his stomach.

"You seem to enjoy my gift. I'm glad."

The hands felt hotter the lower they traveled. This burning feeling melting his thoughts into nothingness.

"I wish I could offer you more but I guess it's okay for now."

The hands reached his navel, drawing circles with the tip of his fingers. Shudder. Yoohan felt his pants becoming tighter, as his excitement grew bigger. Oh, how he wished... just a bit more...

Knock. Knock.

Yoohan jumped in fright. Fuck! But the arms grabbing him brought him even closer to the imposing body behind him. That is when he felt the bulge against his butt. You crazy madman, you were going to do it here?! The worst is that he was just going to let it happen. Yoohan grabbed Jay's hand that was busy unbuttoning his pants.

Damn it. Don't!

"Sir, the plane is going to take off soon." The woman's voice came through the door, while the evil fingers went on their ministration, lifting the hem of Yoohan's underwear.

He bit his lips, holding his breath. The alarm in his brain kept ringing 'don't make a single noise!'

"Yes, thank you. Please, don't bother us during the flight"

"Noted, sir."

The muffled sound of her footsteps gradually disappeared and Yoohan finally let go of the breath he was holding.