Insatiable || MINWON

Wonwoo

The sky rumbled overhead, and thick grey clouds darkened the private courtyard currently being prepared for a not-suitable-for-the-public affair. I hadn't been sure what to expect when Mingyu told me this scene would be outside, because where would they have found anything in the city that would work for something like this?

Even now, I glanced up at the windows of the nineteenth-century townhouses and wondered how they'd gotten permission from all the residents. Hell, maybe they'd just promised them a nice view. I didn't know. But for now, all the windows were closed.

"Don't worry. The forecast says the rain should hold off this evening," Aria said, handing me a long-sleeved black Henley to match the black pants and shoes I already wore.

"What if it doesn't?"

She shrugged. "You don't mind getting wet, right?"

"Nah." If I got wet, that meant Mingyu would get wet, and I could only imagine what he'd look like with rain pouring off him, his hair sticking to his neck, and me leaning in to lick the droplets off his chest...

Shit, I changed my mind. Please rain. Storm like crazy. 

I threw on the cotton shirt and pushed up the sleeves, suddenly feeling a little warmer despite the light breeze. For the role I was playing, I'd need to be covered head to toe, and this time my mask wouldn't be golden.

"I'd say it's a shame you have to put all that on, but then I remembered I get to be the one to take it off you." Mingyu's breath tickled the back of my neck, and I spun around to face him. A look full of devilry lit his golden eyes. "Maybe I'll use my teeth this time."

"Promise?" I said.

"The only promise I'm making is that you'll leave here with multiple orgasms. I'll be the one to decide how."

Before I could respond, Aria shoved something small and dark in my hands and muttered, "Still here, guys," before walking away as quickly as her short legs could take her without breaking into a run.

Chuckling, I arched a brow. "Not one for subtlety, are you?"

"It's not my fault. I can't seem to help myself around you."

"Oh, so this is a 'me' problem."

"It is."

"What do you suggest I do about it? You know, to make you not feel the need to rip my clothes off when you see me?"

"Is that really what you want?" he said, taking a step closer. "For me to keep my hands off you?"

A dark pool of desire settled low in my stomach, just as a hand that wasn't mine or Mingyu's landed on my chest and pushed me away.

"Guys, guys, the cameras aren't rolling yet," Jinyoung said, coming in between us. "Save it for when I call action, yes?"

As he backed away, Mingyu winked at me, the instigator, and I smirked back at him.

"Also, we need to discuss the scenario for today, because as hot as it was last time, you veered off from what I planned."

"Did we?" I said.

"Oh, you're right." One side of Mingyu's lips tipped up. "I think you said to chase Wonwoo, and I finished him over the chaise instead. My bad."

I couldn't help but laugh as Jinyoung snapped his fingers, and his assistant came running with today's storyboard. 

"Yes, well, since you didn't make it to the garden setup last time, I brought the garden to you. Now there will be no mistakes." To make his point, he gestured to the hedges and flowers that took up much of the center of the courtyard. A few park benches were scattered throughout the space along the uneven cobblestone, but other than that, I wasn't sure where exactly we were supposed to, uh...perform.