The Great Escape - A BinJin One Shot Collection

Swiss Kiss

"Love..." He plugged off my airpods and whispered in my ear.

"Hmmm?" I was too sleepy that I could barely open my eyes to see what he was up to. Annoyed with him who kept calling my name, I removed my sleep mask to look at him. My forehead creased and my nose crumpled. "What?!"

"Nothing..." He said and kissed the tip of my nose and my lips. Sitting next to each other in a first class plane, we're comfortably resting with our fingers intertwined.

A blanket was covering my waist down my legs. It was a long haul flight from Mongolia to Switzerland. There was nothing much to do but to munch the airplane food, read a book, watch a series on Netflix and sleep. I didn't have the energy to do the first three options; I decided to just maximize my time by getting some rest. Every passenger in the plane was asleep, too. Flight attendants were nowhere to be found. Probably, they were busy taking care of the logistics at their stations or maybe preparing for our next meal. Technically, I didn't care and didn't want to care at all.

With an altitude of 40,000 feet, Bin moved his body on his right to face me.

"What are you up to, Hyun Bin-ssi?"

He flaunted his naughty grin, as if he had something really evil in mind. I have known him so well to not read his mind.

His resistance decreased when his right palm travelled down to my thighs. He caressed my thighs in a circular motion, making me gasp into excitement. His skillful hand found the passage to my pants and slowly his dirty little fingers teased my flesh. He rubbed his hand on my core, setting my mood for one smutty adventure.

I pressed my lips together, trying to hold back my moans. I was afraid somebody might notice us joining the mile high club.

"Bin, stop please..." I was gasping for air. My fingers rolled into a fist when he slid in a finger inside me. "I mean it, please stop." But still, he didn't listen. He continued to slide his finger in and out of me. Discontented, he added another and another. He curled his fingers inside me, hitting my softest spots within. It was a mixture of both pleasure and fright.

As I was about to come, he stopped – leaving me in the influence of his guilty pleasure.

"Love?!" I felt the intense exasperation flowing through my veins.

"What?"

"Please continue..." His face beamed the moment I started to beg. On cue, he proceeded with his art of pleasuring me.

I got off with muffled moans on his chest and those moans reassured him that he was doing the right thing. I came and the rest was history.

He planted a peck on my lips and hastily squeezed one of my breasts. "I love you, YeJin. Welcome to Mile High Club."

The plane landed to Zurich, Switzerland. As soon as we got off the plane, the entire cast and crew went directly to the designated hotel. The secretariat did an amazing job in ensuring that there'll be no delays on airport pick-up service and the hotel check-in.

I've been rolling on my bed back and forth and yet, I still couldn't get myself to sleep. My head was throbbing and my legs were all cramped from the 12-hour flight. All I needed was a long, decent sleep but my severe and terrible jet lag was preventing me from getting one.

Outside my window was a majestic view of the City of Zurich at night. The flickering lights and the panoramic scenery of the Swiss wonders were very much pleasing sight. Instead of forcing myself to sleep, I indulged myself with the beauty of the small yet fascinating European country.