Joy and Hope

7 between us

He can't stand it any longer. Taking a deep breath. The room is suddenly filled with laughter.

He's crying. He can't breathe properly, and his strong legs would have given way if he had been standing. He can't hold it back. He waves a hand at you, trying to communicate that's He's not laughing at what you said, but he isn't done yet.

After what feels like twenty minutes. His laughter subsides. Wiping his face on the back of his hand, breathing hard, he looks at you. You're bewildered and kind of pissed off. Coughing slightly, "I'm sorry. Fuck, I needed that. I thought for a moment I was done for" still looking at you he explains "I'm Korean, I speak Korean, I understand some English but I don't understand any French" his giggles start to bubble again

This time you join in.

"OK, OK, I'm not going to repeat myself" you say. "I think I forgive you for laughing but why lie about the schedule?" No more laughing, "well, like I said, I wanted to check you were OK"

"I'm OK. But not OK. But that is not your problem. I will be better when I have had a shower and slept. You stand up as if to dismiss him, he stands too but doesn't move towards the door, instead he walks towards you, stops at arms length and looks at you, his head tilted to the right. A smirk playing across those heart shaped lips. 'Why are you looking at his lips', 'why does he smell like safety, I wonder.... the colour of his lips, does it match any other part of his body?' What in the delulu land and all the properties are you thinking? Get a grip.

>kitty, how I would like to grip something.

"Oh not now!"

But the last part is said out loud. That smirk is now on full display, Jhope's eyes twinkling. "Not now, what do you mean?" He is looking directly into your eyes, still in the same place, he doesn't move forward or back. You take a quick look over his shoulder and back to his eyes, then back to his mouth.

'Kitty, what the fuck have you done'

"Please" you breath out, "I'm not ok"

Jhope steps back but doesn't leave.

He turns toward the bedroom, "have it your way" he says over his shoulder. Stopping only to offer you his hand. Without realising you follow.

His touch is soft but firm.

>kitty, I wonder what else is firm?

>brain, this is not good.

>heart, really not good, but...

>brain, no buts

>kitty, oh his butt, we might see it, look down.

He's stopped at the foot of the bed. With interested eyes, It looks like he can hear your inner voices. He gently squeezes your hand, "Right, clothes off " he doesn't look away from your gaze. Totally secure in what he's saying.

Shit, your mouth is dry, your hands sweaty and knees are becoming weaker. He wants you naked, 'are you hearing that correctly?' As your brain tries to understand what he means, he is Moving again, he pulls you to the side of the bed, puts his hands on your shoulders and pushes you ever so gently down. 'Is he expecting me to suck him off? Should I be brave and start undoing his pants?'

>kitty, of fuck yes, let have it.

>heart, well, OK then, if you insist.

>brain, .....

When you don't do as he has said, he just smirks at you. "ok, clothes are staying on!, that's one way to save on dry cleaning." Now even more confused, you look up at him "what?" 

"You said a shower and sleep? have you decided against the shower? if so there's no need to take off your clothes, I can work around that." He says this in a low tone and you can almost fell the vibrations of it in your chest. "If your sure!" He whispers. He bends and hooks his fingers to the back of your knees. Thank goodness the colour of your jeans are dark, because, your pretty sure there would be a visible damp patch at your crotch.  With ease he Lifts your legs them from the floor he places them on the soft mattress. With that same confidence he continues. " your so pliable, I wonder are you also flexible too!"  The smirk has broadened into a full on smile, those beautiful white teeth, that gorgeous smile, shit. Its when he says, "Sweetie, you don't have to be frightened or worried, its not my first time taking someone to bed". that you really start to freak out inside. Does he really intend to fuck you, right now in your hotel room?