ateez one-shots

unable to hold back - park seonghwa

NSFW

Ever since your dress had arrived in the mail a few weeks ago, you had been dying to wear it. The white floral piece reached midway down your thighs, the front having a deep V-neck which accentuated your cleavage heavily. Two thin straps of fabric which weren't connected to the major part of the dress comfortably rested a trail down from your collar bones down to brush against the skin of your chest before adjoining to the main material.

You had purchased the piece specifically for San's upcoming birthday bash. The night had finally arrived. After some helpful insight from your boyfriend, Seonghwa, you had opted to pair the dress with some clear tights and black, heeled boots.

Slipping a black leather jacket over your shoulders, you had the extra layer of warmth for if it were required. Hair tied back in a ponytail towards the top of your head, you felt pretty confident with your look. Seonghwa seemed to agree as his jaw almost hit the ground when you emerged from the bathroom.

Before things could escalate between you both too fast, you had practically dragged him out to the car. You had now been at San's party along with the other members and some of their friends for around an hour or two.

Being San's birthday, you had chosen to spend quite a lot of time with him. Seonghwa didn't mind, he knew how well you both got on and he was never the kind of guy to get jealous in a toxic manner.

You were currently seated on the outdoor couch, San right by your side as you had an arm wrapped around his shoulders. He held a beer in one hand, the other resting on your knee as Wooyoung and Seonghwa stood in front of you both, holding some sort of conversation.

"We should get a photo," you suddenly exclaimed, reaching for San's beverage in order to hide it from the cameras view on the ground. "Hwa, be a darl and take one for us, would you?" You pouted his way and how was he to turn that down.

As you shifted to have both arms around San's neck with your head pressed against the side of his, the movement shifting your dress, so it almost bared your nipple for all to see, Seonghwa found himself having to swallow tightly.

San grinned as leaned into you for the photo – you mirroring the expression with a joyous one of your own. Seonghwa captured the image on his phone before slipping it back into the pocket of his jacket. You removed your arms from your friend, realising the movement of your dress as you tried to adjust it effortlessly.

"Hyung," Wooyoung called for your boyfriend's attention, "you good?" His gaze had flickered over Seonghwa's face which looking quite flustered. This question caught your attention as you immediately stood from the seat, raising your hands to caress his face as you tried to distinguish what was going on.

"I think he needs to wash his face, I'll take him to the bathroom," you uttered, pecking Seonghwa's lips before reaching for his hand. You were at the door leading into the house when you heard San call out regarding the presence of condoms in the drawer below the sink.

Scoffing softly, you didn't respond as you simply lead Seonghwa to the bathroom which was tucked away on the upper floor of the property. Once you were comfortably on the inside, door closed behind you both, Seonghwa had you pressed against it, his fingers snipping the lock.

A gasp fled your mouth in surprise from the impact as his hands positioned themselves on your waist, his forehead resting on yours.

"I thought I was leading this," you spoke in an almost whisper as the atmosphere shifted quickly. Your boyfriend leaned down, so his breath ghosted your lips with each word he spoke.

"Well we can't have me exactly ripping you out of there, they expect me do something like that just so I can fuck you. They don't expect it from you," his words sent a rush of excitement through your veins as you finally wrapped your arms around his neck.