𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 & 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 [ꜱᴇᴏᴋꜱᴏᴏ]

20: 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺

⸻  ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁  ⸻

Joshua guided Seokmin down the narrow hallway, his hand resting possessively on the small of Seokmin’s back as they approached his bedroom door. There was a tension in the air, thick and charged with anticipation, as Seokmin followed him, his heart pounding in his chest. The moment the door closed behind them, Joshua moved with swift precision, pinning Seokmin against it. The force of the movement made the wood shudder, and Seokmin’s breath hitched as Joshua’s body pressed flush against his own.

Joshua’s hands were firm as he grabbed Seokmin’s wrists, lifting them above his head and securing them there. Seokmin could feel the heat of Joshua’s breath against his ear as he leaned in, their bodies so close that Seokmin could feel every subtle shift of muscle under Joshua’s skin. His heart was racing, a mix of nervous excitement and raw desire swirling within him. After all the nights spent dreaming of this moment, he could hardly believe it was real.

❝Joshua…❞ Seokmin whispered, his voice trembling slightly as he gazed into Joshua’s dark, smouldering eyes. The intensity in them made Seokmin’s stomach flutter, a delicious mix of fear and anticipation tightening in his chest.

Joshua didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he dipped his head, capturing Seokmin’s lips in a kiss that was as much a claim as it was an expression of desire. The kiss was slow at first, teasing, with Joshua’s tongue grazing Seokmin’s lips before pushing past them to taste him fully. Seokmin moaned into the kiss, surprised by how quickly his body responded, his skin tingling everywhere Joshua touched him.

When Joshua finally pulled back, his lips were curled into a smirk. ❝You’re so ready for me, Seokmin,❞ he murmured, his voice low and seductive, sending shivers down Seokmin’s spine.

A deep blush spread across Seokmin’s cheeks at Joshua’s words, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away. He was completely under Joshua’s spell, every nerve in his body buzzing with anticipation for what was to come. Joshua’s hands moved from Seokmin’s wrists to the hem of his shirt, fingers brushing lightly against Seokmin’s skin as he began to lift the fabric.

❝Let me see you,❞ Joshua whispered, his eyes locked onto Seokmin’s as he slowly peeled the shirt off, tossing it carelessly to the side. His gaze was intense, darkened with lust as he took in the sight of Seokmin’s bare chest, his fingers tracing the outline of Seokmin’s collarbone, then moving lower to caress his abdomen.

Seokmin’s breath hitched as Joshua’s hands worked their way lower, unbuttoning his jeans with practiced ease. Joshua maintained eye contact the entire time, his expression one of pure focus, like he was savouring every moment. The jeans slid down Seokmin’s legs, leaving him standing there in nothing but his boxers, feeling utterly exposed and completely at Joshua’s mercy.

❝Now,❞ Joshua said, stepping back slightly, his eyes roaming over Seokmin’s body with a look of appreciation. ❝I want you to take off the rest. For me.❞