The star is mine (completed)

XXIII: Man on Fire (18+)

This is the longest smut chapter I've ever written I think... About 1600 words? I think I could've made it longer if I wanted to though

anyways, enjoy

San's POV

I'm looking out of the window while the driver is taking us to our hotel, but I can feel Wooyoung staring at me before even turning around.

When I look back at him, he's slightly smiling.

'What is it?'

'Nothing, you're just hot'

I can tell he's not really thinking clearly because he's too tired, and because of the wine he drank at the restaurant. I really overestimated his alcohol tolerance, I'm afraid.

'You're cute'

His smile becomes wider, and seductive, 'Am I?'

'You're irresistible'

He seems satisfied with the answer, but he's not giving up just yet, coming closer to me, his face inches from mine when he says, 'You-'

I won't let him finish his sentence, abruptly kissing him on the lips to shut him up.

'I meant it when I said you're irresistible', I say when I finally pull back, but I come closer again to whisper in his ear, 'But I'll try to control myself tonight'

'And what if you don't?'

My heart stops for a second, and my dick throbs in desire only thinking about letting loose on him, but he doesn't know what he's talking about.

'Let me tell you a secret', he whispers, 'I like it when you go rough on me'

I can't hold back now, not after those words in his sweet little voice, pulling him back towards me and kissing him again, rougher, and with one hand around his neck.

'Be careful what you wish for, because I'll give you all of it', I assure him, and I feel his body trembling at my words.

We've almost arrived at the hotel room, and I'm glad, because I don't know if I would've held it any longer. The driver drops us off at a hotel, a tall building, mostly made out of glass.

I release Wooyoung, struggling to keep my composure as I get out of the car and walk, together with Woo, into the hotel lobby, taking off my jacket and holding it discreetly over my obvious hard-on.

I walk up to the front desk to ask the key to our room, while a few girls sitting down on fluffy white couches are glaring at me, having a not-so-quiet conversation about how hot I look, until jetlag-drunk Woo hears it too and decides to make an end to it by putting his hand on my chest, giving a glance at them that can only say, 'He's mine'.

I try not to smile, still talking to the neatly dressed man taking his time finding our room keys, and I'm regretting not sending anyone to pick them up for us already. I grab Wooyoung's waist and hold on to it tightly, lightly chuckling at the sudden quiet behind us.

The man finally hands me a card, and we walk into the elevator, where I let out a sigh of relief when the doors close. I drop my jacket, Wooyoung's stare following, but I grab his chin softly, 'Eyes up here'.

I see what the words do to him, and I want to kiss him, but the elevator stops and the metal doors slowly open, both of us almost running through the hallway to our hotel room door, which swiftly opens as soon as I tap the key card to the little screen.

'Your jacket', Wooyoung remarks.

I'm surprised he remembered, I left my jacket on the elevator, but I couldn't care less.