The star is mine (completed)

XX: Love dive (18+)

Idk if I like this chapter... I had fun writing it though :)

Wooyoung's POV

I can't believe this is happening, I've only been on a plane once before, when I was a kid, and it was to Jeju Island to visit some distant family I didn't even know I had, now I'm walking up the steps of my boyfriend's private jet, destination: the other side of the world.

San is right behind me, urging me to move forward. Once I'm inside, I barely even dare to look around, feeling like I don't deserve to even set foot in a jet like this.

'Sit down', San says, a hint of annoyance in his voice when I've been standing still in the passageway for a few seconds.

I take a seat in the luxurious chair, he sits down in the one closest to me, smiling at me while I look around in awe.

'I feel like I don't belong here'

'Why not? I think you look amazing', he laughs softly, 'I really need to take you on trips more often'

His smile is comforting, the one thing that makes me feel at home while everything is changing so fast.

'It's all so beautiful and I'm just...'

'All of this is nothing compared to you'

'You're being so cheesy', I laugh, for the first time in quite a while.

'I know', he still doesn't take his eyes off of me for one second, the dimples in his cheeks showing when he smiles, 'You like it, don't you?'

I look away shyly, but that just proves his point more, I do love it, it's such a side of him I never would've thought he had when I first met him.

'I didn't know you had it in you to act like that', I look back at him.

'Of course I can, only for you though'

I cringe and look out of the window, noticing the plane is starting to move. The sun is shining brightly, the sky a perfect blue except for a few fluffy white clouds, and it feels like it's the first time the sun comes through since my dad died, the first time in forever I can be happy and laugh again.

The plane is moving faster, pressing my back to the seat when it lightly comes off of the ground, seeing the asphalt paving of the runway slowly disappearing from the small window.

Soon, all I see in front of me is the ocean, the sunlight sparkling off of the wavy surface of the water, and I look back at San, who is clearly still enjoying how I'm reacting to all of these new things.

'It's beautiful', I say.

'You're beautiful', he says at the exact same time.

His hand touches my cheek, travels to the back of my head to pull me closer to him and he kisses me, making me feel as if I'm floating above the clouds, I almost forget I actually am.

The kiss turns more heated, lifting me out of my uncomfortable position in my own chair, getting up a bit to sit back down on San's lap, my hands clinging around his neck while we're making out, his grip on my waist growing stronger every second.

I can't get enough of him, and he can't get enough of me, the perfect way to make things go wrong.

His hands creep underneath my shirt, his warm touch tingling on my bare skin and all I can think about is him, my body is aching in desire for him. My lips leave his, kissing down his neck, my fingers rushing to open the buttons of his black shirt one by one, as fast as possible.

I slide off of his chair, kneeling in front of him, getting the perfect view of his uncovered upper body, his flushed face, the small red marks on his neck and chest where I kissed him, and the obvious bulge in his neat, black pants.

My hand runs over the stretched fabric, I look up seductively, almost puppy-eyeing him to let me have what's inside.

He bends down a bit, kissing me and whispering in my ear, 'You're even more beautiful when you're on your knees for me'

He opens the button of his pants, and I feel myself getting excited when he pulls them down, the shape of his dick now clearly visible through his underwear.

'I don't have any lube on me th-', he remarks, but I don't let him finish speaking.

'Then fuck me raw'

He smirks, as if he was telling me, 'that's my boy'.

Suddenly, he adjusts the back of the chair to a horizontal position, then gets up.

'Lay down'

I obey him, licking my lips at the thought of what's going to happen next, when he steps out of his pants and starts slowly removing my clothes, too slowly even. His hands lifting up my shirt and tugging at my pants are driving me crazy.

He finally takes off my pants, his thumb rubbing in circles around my hole, already making me whimper before he pulls down his boxers for his dick to jump up to his abs.

'Are you sure?', he stops for a second after lining his length up to my throbbing hole.

I take a while, then nod when I'm finally ready. I go blind for a second when he pushes in, the overwhelming sensation throughout my whole body is drowning out everything else. I forget there's anything but us, both sweating and moaning while he pushes into me with a steady rhythm.

'Ahh, fuck, Wooyoung', his voice just making my pleasure grow.

'S-San', I respond between moans, unable to say any more.

His pace speeds up, but it doesn't take too long before I'm already moaning out that I'm about to cum.

'Wait', is the only thing he says, and I try my best.

My legs are shaking, and my back is arching off of the plane seat, trying to contain the inevitable orgasm slowly taking over my whole body.

'S-San, I really have to-'

'Let go'

I do so, and I've never felt anything like it before.

San pulls out, I feel his warm cum splatter all over my ass and I feel myself getting a bit lightheaded from the overstimulation.

'Are you okay?', a soft, attractive whisper in my ear asks.

'I'm fine'

He smiles, 'Welcome to the Mile High club'