Chan
You both have been dating for two months now. And one evening, he invited you to his apartment to watch a movie.
The room was dimly lit. The purple light from the LED creates a cozy atmosphere as you and him cuddle on the bed with his laptop playing a random movie. But both of you had different things in your mind as you exchanged longing glances. The atmosphere was charged with tension and anticipation.
You traced your fingers down his chest, feeling his muscles tense beneath your touch. "Chan... do you think we could...," you whispered, your voice low and barely audible. "I wanted this... for some time...."
He looked into your eyes, his own filled with longing and admiration. "I want to. But I wanted to make sure we were ready for this," he whispered, his voice a husky purr. "That we were truly committed to each other."
You leaned in, your lips brushing against his cheek, trailing along the edge of his jawline. "And I'm more certain now than ever," you murmured. "I want you and I'm ready."
He groaned softly, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that stole your breath away. Your tongues tangled hungrily, fueling the flames of passion that had been simmering between you for so long.
As your passion grew, you both slipped off your clothes, revealing your naked bodies to each other for the first time. His gaze drank in every curve and contour of your body, admiration twinkling in his eyes. You could see the desire burning bright, threatening to consume him whole.
He slowly ran his hands over your body, exploring each dip and swell with reverence and passion. "You are so beautiful," he whispered hoarsely. "I've dreamt of touching you like this for so long."
You blushed lightly, a thrill running through you at his words. "And I've dreamt of feeling you touch me," you confessed, your voice shaking with emotion. "I trust you."
Minho
It's been three weeks since you both started dating and one day, he invited you for dinner in his apartment, which he cooked by himself.
When the dinner was finished, he joined you on the couch, holding two plates with a slice of cheesecake. You happily accepted it and started to dig in. "Wow this is really good. Just enough sweetness." You praised him.
"I'm sure you taste sweeter." He said with a sly smirk. Only when it was out of his mouth, he realized the meaning behind it when associated with dessert. His ear tips turned red in an instant.
You had your eyes widened with the second bite still halfway to your mouth. Your cheeks are flushed pink.
"I-I'm so s-sorry.... I..." He stammered.
You couldn't help but laugh at his sudden flustered state, finding his accidental innuendo rather endearing. Setting down your fork, you reached over and gently touched his hand. "It's okay," you reassured him with a soft smile. "I actually think it's cute when you get all flustered."
He chuckled nervously, grateful for your understanding. "Thanks, I guess I just got carried away with the moment."
As you both sat there, enjoying each other's company, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Suddenly, he leaned in closer, his eyes locked with yours as he whispers. "I really would like to find out though...."
Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the air between you charged with anticipation. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, igniting a fire within you. "F-find out what?"
A mischievous glint danced in his eyes as he leaned even closer. "How sweet you taste," he murmured, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "Care to indulge me?"
Your pulse quickened at his boldness. In that moment, all inhibitions melted away, leaving only raw passion and longing in their wake. And as your lips finally met in a fervent kiss, the world seemed to fade away. Soon, you both were in his room, fumbling over each other's clothes and his fervor seemed to promise a long night.
Changbin
You both have been dating for over a month. And that day, he invites you to the success party of Straykids new album.
You were dressed in a sleeveless satin red dress that ended right below your knees. The moment he saw you in that outfit, he wouldn't leave your side.
The party was in full swing and you both had your own fair share of drinks.
You both were on the dance floor, swaying to the beat, bodies pressed against each other. Suddenly, you leaned towards his ear and spoke loud enough to hear through the music. "Don't you think it's high time we take things to the next level?"
He looked at you and it was as if your eyes were communicating to each other. You both got lost in your own world, where nobody else mattered.
But he quickly shook his head, clearing his head and groaned lowly. "No... you're not thinking straight right now...."
You placed your hand on his cheek and said. "This is not the toxins in me speaking. I'm sober enough to know what I am asking for."
He hesitated for a moment, his breath catching in his throat as he gazed into your eyes, searching for any sign of uncertainty. But all he found was unwavering determination and desire.
He tightened his hold on your hand and pulled you out of the crowd and out of the club. Looking at you once more, he made his way to the motel just across the club, his hand never leaving its hold on yours.
As soon as you both entered the room, he shut the door behind him and turned around to face you. Your heart was pounding in your chest with anticipation. He walked towards you slowly, never breaking eye contact.
He cupped your cheek with one hand and gazed into your eyes intensely. "Are you sure about this? Once we cross that line, there's no turning back," he whispered, his hot breath fanning over your face.
You looked at him with a fiery passion in your eyes, your own voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sure. I want you, all of you."
Hyunjin
That day embarked on one month of your relationship with him. And to celebrate, he found two free days in his tight schedule for a weekend to get away with you to the beach.
As soon as you both reached there, you ran through the sand, feeling the granules wash away under your feet along with the waves.
He chuckled at your enthusiasm as he came up to you, wrapping his arms around you. "Come on, let's watch the sunset from the balcony."
"Oh yes, the sunset!"
You both walked towards the cabin.
As you entered the cabin, you noticed the bed decorated with flower petals and the room had a calming yet inviting scent filled. The only source of light inside it was the candles lit here and there and the sunlight coming through the glass door to the balcony. There was a bottle of champagne and chocolates on the table next to the two seater.
He nervously chuckled, a sheepish grin on his face. "Do you... like it?"
You nodded, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "I love it, it's perfect," you whispered, your voice laced with admiration.
He took your hand and led you to the balcony, where the sun was slowly sinking into the horizon. The sound of waves crashing against the shore created a soothing melody in the background.
As you stood there together, watching the breathtaking view, a comfortable silence enveloped you. But it was a silence filled with anticipation and yearning for each other.
Finally, he turned to you, his eyes sparkling under the golden hour. "I've been wanting to do this for so long," he confessed softly, his voice barely audible over the gentle breeze.
You met his gaze, feeling your heart race with excitement. "Me too," you admitted, a smile playing on your lips.
Without another word, he cupped your face in his hands, his touch gentle yet firm. His lips brushed against yours in a tentative kiss, igniting a fire within you that had been smoldering for far too long.
As you both pulled away, he pushed inside the cabin, closing the balcony door and drawing curtains before pulling you to him and kissing you again, this time with more urgency.
