nightlife ● enhypen

just messing around

》》Isis《《

The drive was mostly silent and the only thing that could be heard was the tires against the road. We stopped at a red stoplight and I decided to break the silence.

"What is a code orange?" I inquired.

"Infiltration of the base's location. Suspicious movement on the property." Sunghoon replied not looking at me. He kept his eyes trained ahead of us. I looked over and examined him. He had dark brown hair that hung slightly over his eyes. His facial features were sharp and gave off a dark, mysterious look. He wore a black wife beater exposing his arms as he drove.

"Done staring?" He questioned, looking over to me. My breath got caught in my throat as we sat, staring into each other's eyes. I watched as his eyes quickly grazed down my body, then back up, stopping at my lips just long enough for me to notice it. This man's beauty is truly ethereal. The green of the stoplight shone on the side of his face as he continued to look at me.

"I- Sunghoon, the—" I tried to voice out.

"Oh, right." He said, finally looking away from me and pulling off. After that tense encounter, I clicked to turn on the radio.

"And welcome back to tonight's top r&b baby making jams of the 90's. Here's a request that just came in, here's Deep by Blackstreet."

A very sensual sounding song floated from the speakers.

"Yeah, tell me how you like it." A man's voice asked. "I like it deep." A woman's voice answered.

I turned my face to the window as I tried not to laugh. Crazy timing.

"Want me to go a little deeper?" The man's voice returned. "Ah, yes papi." The woman responded.

I peeked over to get a glimpse of Sunghoon. The passing streetlights did him no favors of illuminating his reddened cheeks. He cleared his throat and gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"Let me go deep, deep, deep, deep, deep." A robotic voice sang. Not gonna lie this sound like a banger, I'll remember to put this on my pole practicing playlist. I giggle quietly as Sunghoon shifted uncomfortably in his seat, visibly gulping.

"Do you want me to—"

"Yes." He answered before I could finish the question. "Please."

"Only because you said yes, baby boy." I cooed playfully at him, before turning the radio to another random station. We stopped again at a stoplight that I recognized as being around the corner from my house. Sunghoon looked like there was something on his mind as he tapped his thumb against the steering wheel.

"Fuck." He mumbled after a few seconds. He placed the car in park, something he was only able to do because of the lack of cars on the road. I looked over to him curious about his actions. "Why do you do that?" He asked.

"Do what?" I asked genuinely confused.

"You're just so...you. I don't know." I laughed at his nonsense answer. He just looked at me, so I stopped laughing.

"You said you don't do relationships. Just messing around, right?" I nodded at the seemingly random question.

"Have you kissed any of the other guys?" I nodded.

"How many?" He pried further. Hy heart rate began to increase. For some reason I feel really intimidated under his gaze. I held up four fingers, suddenly finding myself unable to speak.

"Four." He deadpanned. "Who?"

"Jay, as you know, Sunoo, Jungwon, and Heesung." His facial expression looked shocked, but he tried his best to control it.

"And how was it?"

"It was..." I thought for a second. "Each one felt different, I guess. Where are you going with this?" I asked finally managing to speak my thoughts. He didn't reply and instead just stared into my eyes again. He noticeably gazed longingly at my lips again.

"Fuck it." He said more so to himself, I'm assuming. He reached over and unbuckled both of our seatbelts. Positioning his hands on my hips, he lifted me out of my seat and placed me down so that I am straddling his lap.

"Sunghoon, what are you—" He place his hand on my nape quickly pulling me closer to him.

"Shut up." He closed the space between us smashing his lips into mine. It took my brain a second to register what was happening, but when I did, I relaxed into the kiss, placing my hand on his bicep. He brought his other hand to my butt squeezing it. I let out a surprised gasp allowing him just enough time to slip his tongue into my mouth. As the kiss began to get more heated, I unknowingly began to rock my hips against his. He quickly pulled away, both of his hand grasping tightly onto my hips.

"Stop. You just want to mess around, but if you keep doing that you'll end up pregnant." He growled. I squeezed my thighs tighter, aroused by his words.

"Horny are we?" He asked moving his right hand from gripping my hip, to trailing a faint line up the front of my shorts–which was doing a terrible job of hiding how wet I am. I gasped quietly at the sensation, secretly wanting more of it.

"That's rich coming from you." I retorted, bringing my hand to stroke his hard member through his grey sweatpants. His eyes darkened at my tactics.

"I've been wanting to touch you since that little strip show you put on." He whispered before kissing me again, this time more lust filled. My hands trailed up his shirt coming in contact with his hard abs. I moaned, throwing my head back, grinding against him in the process.

"Fuck." He moaned breathily. "Do that again, princess." The term seemed to even catch him off guard as he opened his eyes almost immediately. "Sorry, that just came—"

I kissed him to shut him up, making him fall back into his previous lust-drawn state.

"Don't apologize, I like it." I grinded on him once again then leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I think it's hot."

"I think you're hot." He said, kissing my neck this time causing a shiver to go up my spine.

"Honest are we?"

"What can I say? You do things to me." He grinds up to met my core. "In more ways than one."

"S-Sunghoon." I whined. He sloppily kissed me then pulled away, a string of saliva pulling between us.

"God, Isis, I gotta get you home before I completely lose control." I pecked his lips, then pulled back smiling. He smiled back, lifting me over the middle console and back into the passenger seat.

He took the car out of park and drove the rest of the way to my house. WHen he parked, we both got out of the truck, meeting in front of my door. Feeling playful, I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him deeply one last time.

"God, I could do that forever." We just smiled as he held me up. "Shit, Isis you gotta get down." I tilted my head in confusion. "I'm losing control." He says in a way that make me realize that he isn't talking about my weight. I jump down.

"You're so fucking wet Isis, I can feel it through your shorts." He whisper. He plays with the waistband of my shorts for a second. "Next time I'm gonna taste it." I felt my face heat up this time.

This cannot be the same guy that I had blushing playing UNO...

"Sunghoon!" I exclaimed probably a little louder than I should have. He quickly connected out lips for a longer, goodbye kiss, then slowly pulled away.

"You're too loud. You wouldn't want Yeonjun to see us would you? Now go inside." He squeezed my ass again as I turned to walk up to my front door. I playfully glared at him in return. Grabbing the spare key from it's hiding place, I went to open the door.

"Wait, princess." I turned around. "Can we do this again?"

"Whenever, Sunghoon. But remember, we aren't dating or anything!"

"Right. Just playing around." He nodded, biting back a smile. We both waved at each other and I unlocked the door, stepping into the house. I locked it behind me and made my way to my room, trying my hardest to wipe the smile off of my face.