Make You Feel My Love

Night Walks

Jeongin POV

I smiled, looking to my left, watching Chan chatter away as we walked down dark streets lit but light poles here and there. He held my hand openly, which made me hummed with emotion. Night walks had become one of our favorite activities lately. The weather was perfect, warm enough to stroll comfortably, but enough chill in the air to give us an excuse to cuddle up every so often. I was lost in that exact scenario when Chan pulled me closer, his arm circling my waist, holding me against the warmth of his body.

He stopped walking, causing me to stumble slightly at the abrupt change in action. "What is it?" I asked, laughing.

"I really want to kiss you right now." He said under his breath.

"Oh?" I flirted, leaning toward him, rubbing my nose with his, letting my lips hover just out of reach of his mouth. His grip on my waist tightened, and I felt his breath hitch at my proximity. "Then why don't you, Mr. Bang?" I challenged, pressing my body against his, enticing him

"Jeongin..." he groaned; his eyes flicked downward to see how close we really were. To anyone passing by it would appear we were already kissing- he just had to close the small distance between us.

"Kiss, me Channie." I whined, low and needy. He could never resist me when I whined, and you can bet your ass I was using that to my advantage.

"Kit." He panted and closed the distance, pressing his perfect pouting lips against mine, embracing me fully as he leaned into the kiss, the line of his body hard against mine. His teeth ran lightly over my bottom lip and I opened to him, melting as his tongue sought mine, twirling gently- one of my favorite forms of sparing between us. He deepened the kiss, tilting his head how he wanted, his right hand snaking up my back to the nape of my neck, holding me where he wanted me as well.

He parted our lips just barely- enough that I could breathe and gasp out a soft "Oppa." That unleashed something in him, as I knew it would, and his hands were roaming over me, insistent and aggressive. "Channie?" I asked, high and whimpery- a fantasy of mine careening through my mind uninhibited.

"What is it, Kit?" he asked, moving his mouth over my jaw to my neck, sucking the tender skin.

"I... want you, Oppa..." I moaned

"Here?" he questioned, chuckling softly. "We're in an alley, Baby..." he scolded

"You don't have to fuck me... just..." I swallowed, my throat constricting as his thigh rubbed against my swollen cock, aching inside my pants. "Just... pin me against the wall?" I moaned pitifully.

He paused, pulling away, looking at me heavily- a dark, sexy look in his eyes. "Say please?" he smirked, half joking, I think.

"Oh, God, Please, Oppa, please." I moaned as his face lowered, his lips worrying at my earlobe. And he was pushing against me, shoving me roughly backward until my back collided with the scratchy brick of a building. He pinned me there with his hips firmly against mine, one hand at my neck, craning my jaw upward, the other insistent on my hip.

"You are so fucking sexy." He groaned against my neck. "Can I touch you?" he asked, his palm resting over my crotch, rubbing me lightly through the fabric of my jeans. "Is this okay?" he gulped, unsure.

"Oh, god, yes." I groaned low and throaty. This was exactly what I wanted. I'd found the thrill of been together in places we shouldn't be was appealing to me. Felix told me I was an exhibitionist. And that it made since because I liked performing, so it was only natural to like it and blah blah, oh fuck, his fingers were working my zipper down, his hand moving inside my pants to cup me. "Nhhhnhg!" I cried out.