One Hundred Kisses - BTS

19: The Last Ero

Kiss found her last target.

He didn't look like a party-type of guy, and he was obviously forced to tag along with his wild friends. However, he did have a nice body.

Like most men in the club, the last target couldn't keep his eyes off Kiss' body. Comparing her now from the time she first landed on Earth to now, Kiss had gotten undeniably hot.

"Hey!" Kiss sent him a dazzling smile as she walked up to his standing figure. She could see his surprise, as he didn't expect her to approach him.

"Can I just say, you have the most beautiful eyes," Kiss complemented, softly brushing the bangs out of his eyes to get a better look.

The guy blushed and turned away. "T-Thank you."

Kiss moved her hand to his cheek, which was warm. The two of them locked eyes, and the victim shivered under her touch.

He felt drawn to her, and couldn't figure out why.

"What's your name, babe?"

Stranger danger flashed through his intelligent mind, yet his body could not deny the power of Kiss. His mouth seemed to move on it's own, his rational decision making foggy.

"Ha Sungwoon."

She grinned, moving her hand off his cheek. "Who forced you here?"

"Couple of friends," he shrugged, wishing her hand was on him again.

The two of them watched the dancing people, and the conversation lasted. Kiss knew that she had to ease him into the process. They laughed and some that passed by, sharing funny stories that left them gasping for air.

Sungwoon could feel a need grow in his mind, and he felt helpless. The way that dress hugged her body, her features so perfect; he was no match to fight the desire.

Kiss smirked once feeling his need. She waited a bit longer, building the tension.

"Kiss me, Sungwoon."

The boy swallowed harshly. "W-What?"

Kiss wrapped her hands around his neck, their bodies pressed against each other.

"I said, kiss me."

He leaned his head in slowly, and once their lips connected, Sungwoon felt his stomach burst into a million butterflies.

Her lips were soft and sweet, and Sungwoon found himself wanting more. Their lip locking started off slow, but once Sungwoon got the hang of it, their intensity skyrocketed.

Pulling out for air, Sungwoon was gasping for air. Her kisses felt different, and it pleasured him. She had him weak in the knees, begging for more.

Something inside of Sungwoon clicked.

He smashed their lips together with a newfound energy, hands gripping at Kiss' hips. She responded eagerly, kissing back with just as much fire. Her hands raked down his shirt, feeling his heaving chest and beating heart.

Just the feeling of her hands made him go wild.

"Oh god, what are you doing to me?"

Kiss mumbled a "gods, not god" before taking the make out one step further. He was responsive, letting out a tiny groan. One of her hands moved to the locks at the back of his head, running through them before pulling gently.

She could feel his excitement, and decided to pull at that moment. An Ero fell into her palm easily, and she pulled away.

"So sorry, Sungwoonie," Kiss apologized, "but I must go."