“Would you uh…Wanna…take this…back to my place?” he asked breathlessly between kisses. Time seemed to stand still and rush by all at once. The both of you kept dancing and making out in the middle of the club for a while. His tongue danced along your bottom lip, your mouths moulding together like they were always supposed to. He kissed you back, matching your desperate efforts and digging his fingers into your hip bones. You connected your lips hungrily, your hands working their way into his mullet to grip onto him. He stared down at you, like you were the most delicious meal he’d ever seen laid in front of him. You looked up at his face, shining with a thin layer of sweat under the flashing lights of the club. After a few songs you couldn’t help yourself anymore. Taehyung was turning you on so much, whispering how beautiful you were in your ear as you danced together. Both your bodies seemed to fit together so well, grinding against each other’s perfectly. The two of you got closer, his grip on your hips tightening. The music changed, and so did your movements. “So what? I’m sure you already know that.” He shook his head, laughing to himself. “So Y/N, you think I’m sexy?” You mentally cursed yourself for being so obvious about it, but yes, you definitely did. “You looked like a sexy vampire when you were staring at me. ![]() “So, what’s your name Mr Sexy Vampire?” you asked in your best seductive voice. He pulled you a little closer, his hands lowering to your swaying hips as he moved with you. Feigning innocence, you smiled at him as you began to move your hips to the music, flirting without words. You inched a little closer to him, placing your hands around his neck, looking up into the eyes that had been staring at you before. His hands met your waist in a comfortable but not too suggestive position.īut whether it was the copious amounts of cocktails in your system, or the burning rage for your ex, you decided that his careful placement and gentlemanly etiquette wasn’t enough for you. He guided you to the middle of the dance floor where he stopped and turned to face you. He was gorgeous, asking you to dance, and you were angry and wanting to drink. “Would you like to dance with me?” he held his hand out for me to take. The sexy vampire man was stood there, smirking at you. You turned around quickly, startled by the sudden proximity. “You really have to yell to get his attention,” a deep voice said behind you, surprisingly close to your ear. You broke your gaze and tried to flag down the bar tender again, with no luck. He was stunningly gorgeous and he wouldn’t stop staring at you with a menacing expression on his face… Under the purple lights, he looked like some kind of sexy vampire. You hadn’t realised you were staring, until you noticed he was staring right back at you. Very 70’s, but you thought it suited him. His hair was dark, in a messy mullet style. Your eyes fell on a young man, dressed in a dark velvet blazer and black shirt. He didn’t seem to notice you, and you sighed, looking down the bar to see if there was anyone else who could serve you. You swivel on your stool again to flag down the bartender who was at the other end. You kept sipping your drink and people watching, until your glass was empty. ![]() You swivelled on your seat, turning to look at the sweaty bodies of everybody on the dance floor, grinding up against each other, hands roaming each other’s bodies, some of them making out as they danced. “Whoever he is, he’s a jerk who doesn’t know what he’s lost.” He smiled sweetly and went to serve someone else. “Boy trouble?” the bar man asked, putting the cash you gave him into the register. You just wanted to drink, maybe dance, and stumble home to your empty bed unprepared for tomorrow’s hangover. You were hurt, but above all, you were angry. So, you headed downtown, and found a club to drink yourself into a stupor in. You couldn’t believe it, and you just had to get out. ![]() You were sat in some club in downtown Seoul, after finding your boyfriend of 2 years wrapped around some girl he’d met at the gym. “Fucking asshole,” you muttered under your breath, taking another swig of your cocktail. Warnings: mentions of adultery, one night stand, finger sucking, fingering, unprotected sex, oral sex (m+f)
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