He crashed his lips onto yours. You didn't care. He deepened the kiss as he sucked on your lip and nibbled. His tongue flicked out, circling your mouth lightly, and then plunged deep inside, making you moan deep in your throat. He nibbled your ear, worked his way across your jaw, down your neck, and then back up to your mouth, leaving you breathless. After what seemed like an eternity, he broke the kiss. Dazed, you stared up at him. He smirked.
"Want a drink? It's on me."
You were still stupefied, but you managed to speak.
"Sure, um, soju would be good?"
He left to go to the bar, and while he was gone you stared after him in shock. Did that just happen? But he was back in no time, and the dream became real. Suddenly you were thirsty, and you drank the drink he offered in one shot. He grinned.
"You good, or you want another?"
Perhaps getting drunk was not a good idea. "No, I'm okay, thank you. I have work tomorrow."
"Alright, beautiful."
He leaned in and whispered in your ear.
"Now, my dear, how would you like to go somewhere a little more...erotic?"
A pool of liquid fire erupted in your core. You knew what he meant. And you were feeling extraordinarily reckless.
"Sure, why not?"
He smirked and took your hand.
You sat beside him in the front as he drove. He looked awfully sexy concentrating on the road, with only one hand draped carelessly over the steering wheel. He pushed his hair back, and your mouth went dry. You licked your lips.
"So, exactly where is this erotic place, hmm?"
"Not too far from here."
He cast a sultry glance at you.
"It's my favourite place to stay on a night like this."
You smiled through your lashes, then turned your gaze out the window. But then you felt a hand caressing your thigh. A rush of warmth started burning...down there. You laughed shakily.
"Multitasking, huh?"
"Definitely. Would you like to see some of my skills?"
The pool of warmth in your core ignited into burning flame.
"Let's play a game."
Your breath caught. Surely...he couldn't...but oh, you wanted him.
"And what do you have in mind?"
"Whatever I do, you just have to try not to moan."
"Okay...why would I mo-"
Your words cut off as he brushed a thumb against your sex.
"Ch-Chanyeol ssi."
"Call me Chanyeol, beautiful."
He hooked a finger around the flimsy cotton of your panties and pulled them down to your knees. He trailed his fingers up your inner thigh, and you bit your lip as a line of fire followed wherever he touched. He circled your clit langourously, and scraped a nail against the throbbing bud. You gasped. He then pushed one of his fingers slowly into you - you nearly passed out from the pure pleasure of the feeling of him inside you. You clutched onto the car sear trying your best not to moan. He smirked. He pushed in another finger and started moving in and out of you, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. He pushed a third finger into you, and you choked on a strangled scream. Harder, faster - you saw and felt nothing but the feel of his fingers and the pulsing pleasure building in your core. You squirmed and ground yourself against his hand, demanding more. He grinned, and pumped you harder still. You threw your head back against the seat and bit your lip so hard you were surprised you didn't draw blood. Your breaths were coming in short, shallow gasps, and he himself was sounding breathy.
