#kpop suggestive

The clock was ticking, you only had 30 minutes until someone inevitably went looking for the two of you. Locking the door you wasted no time pushing him back against the couch, forcing him to sit as it hit the back of his knees before straddling his lap, your dress riding further up your thighs. Reaching for the bottom of his shirt you start to lift it, being met with the sight of smooth, tanned skin before he grabs your hands, stopping you.

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to regret this.” Shaking your head you grabbed his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it to the floor. Toned arms and muscles were revealed, having spent the night covered by his poor excuse of a shirt, the sleeves had been cut months ago to show his arms and stomach when he so much as moved his hands to bring a cup to his lips. Lips that you had spent months fantasizing about and wanted nothing more than to feel them on yours. You started to lean it but was stopped again by his hand grabbing the back of your neck, causing a whine to rip through your throat. “I need an answer, I don’t want this to make things awkward between us when you’re sober.”

“All I want is you, I’ve wanted this for longer than I’m comfortable admitting.” Locking your eyes on something behind him you refused to make eye contact, fighting the urge to run your hands through his hair. “Can I please just have you?”

His palm fit nicely against the back of your neck, smooth and warm as he squeezed it gently, nothing more than a test. Making sure you were positive. Tilting your chin down, he was met with the sight of sincerity when he looked into your eyes. Sighing he pulled you closer, finally slotting your lips together. His mind ran a stray, flashes of the last time you were together like this running through his mind. He was running from this, but why?

You’ve always had me.