° nightclub

I need a drink...
This is too much for me to handle
/orders 4 shots and downs them quickly; clearing ky throat at the burning sensation/
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@park seojoon More like I can't get enough of you.
*he replied tauntingly, but his mind quickly blanked hearing you groan so beautifully in his ear. He wanted to steal more of those sounds from you, to make you lose yourself completely. Normally he would have felt embarrassed being so open like this beneath anyone. Maybe it was the alcohol, but it felt good with you. Feeling you rub your tip against his entrance, his breath hitched and his throbbed in anticipation, the full shock of what he'd asked you for hitting him hard. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been ed like this. His pink lips parted with a whine and he arched into you, his hands scrabbling to clench in the sheets as you torturously stretched him over and over with just the tip, leaving him clenching and achingly empty each time. He was about to beg and reached for you when you leaned over him, not realizing you were getting the lube until you were rubbing the cool, glistening liquid between his legs. When you finally inched into him, he almost sobbed in relief and tipped his head back against the pillow, grabbing at a broad shoulder as you filled him up*
oh, ...

@park seojoon You're perfect. *he slurred with a dopey smile, his breath leaving him in a rush as you palmed his too sensitive * Too much. *writhes beneath you, his hands splayed over your back as if you were the only thing grounding him. He lost himself in the feeling of your lips trailing over his skin, imagining the marks that he would admire in the mirror tomorrow. You felt so good pressing him down into the bed and his hands slid down to your , rutting up against you* you gonna me or what?

@park seojoon *his head thunked back against the door as your mouth roamed over the pale column of his throat, but he didnt have long to savor it as you were already leading him to the bed. Not that he was about to complain. He stepped out of the pile of his fallen garments and stumbled toward your bed. In his state, he did think at all about lifting his arms up to help you get his shirt off. He also didn't think about where this was headed, about if he'd brought condoms. Just like he hadn't thought about his risky if was how they got here in the first place. All he knew was that he wanted to be near you*
*knees buckling as you d him, Gray plopped down on the edge of your bed and splayed his hands across your hips to pull you between his spread legs*
Seonghwa... My name is Seonghwa.
Remember to call it again when I make you .
*smirks, much too confident for how exhausted he was. Laying down, he tries to pull you down on top of him*

@park seojoon We can do all that later. You can have me wherever you want.
*gasps as you smack his and staggers a bit, clinging onto you as his weak legs quivered from the sudden shock. His body was so sensitive even beneath the haze of exhaustion. He all too willingly melted against you, your hands and the steady pressure of the door frame against his back likely the only thing keeping him up. Snaking his arms around your neck, he moaned contently into the kiss, parting his lips to kiss you hungrily, pressing his tongue into the hot cavern of your mouth in a battle for dominance he was willing to start but didn't think he had it in him to finish. Though his eyes were heavy with exhaustion, his spent clearly had other plans and began to harden as you grinded against him*

@park seojoon *leans into you, his eyes slipping closed since he felt so comfortable in your arms. The mixture of alcohol in his system and how good you'd made him feel finally caught up with him. He was exhausted, but his still twitched weakly at the thought of you having your way with him. Just pushing him against the door while he was barely able to stand and using him for your pleasure*

*tries to fumble to help you undo your pants but gives up and lets his hands slip under your shirt to map your chest while pressing hot, open mouthed kisses to your neck. He stumbled back further into the apartment, dragging you with him*
Mm~ Wanna feel you ing me open, marking me up like in yours.
You could have bent me over that sink in the bathroom and I wouldn't have cared.
Coulda pounded me where anyone could walk in.

@park seojoon *chuckled weakly as you helped him to sit up and couldn't help agreeing that the sooner he got out of these clothes, the better. Sitting upright, he tipped his head back against the seat with a shaky sigh and closed his eyes as he tried to get ahold of himself, one hand gripping at his jeans but he didn't even have the energy to pull them up right that moment. His eyes were heavy with the lingering affects of the alcohol and the rush of . Hearing the door open, he peered up at you with a lazy, sated smile and managed to wiggle his pants back up with a groan, jolting as he tucked his sensitive member inside the fabric. Climbing out of the car, his legs felt like jelly and he wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling at your jaw* Like it when you call me 'babe'. *no way he would have said it sober*

@park seojoon *his whole body shook from the force of his as you continued to pump your fingers into him, abusing that sensitive bundle inside him that drew out the pleasure and continued to send little shock waves through him. All he could do was whimper at the overstimulation, at your mercy as you ed up into the hot cavern of his mouth, the car filled with the wet, sloppy sounds as he desperately tried to keep up. Each time your tip hit the back of his throat he gagged and his slowly softening throbbed as if he hadn't just spilled his load all over your front seat. There was no warning except for the quickening of your s before you burst inside him, as deep as you could go. Gray squirmed in a fleeting and thrilling moment of panic as your hot seed flooded his mouth and choked him up, a strangled sound escaping him before he finally was able to swallow it all down. His mouth and throat ached pleasantly as he pulled back and he couldn't even bring himself to move, laying there boneless across the center console, panting raggedly with his cheek pressed to your thigh*
Ah!
*a soft hiss escaped him as you eased your fingers out of him and he slowly attempted to wedge an arm beneath him to push himself up, feeling the wet mess of his release all over his hand, between his thighs, and soaking into the fabric of his shirt*
Oh God. ... I'm a mess.

@park seojoon *your praise urged him on. He wanted to be so good for you, to hear his name fall from your lips as you abandoned yourself to pleasure, filling his eager mouth up with your heady essence that he wanted so badly to taste. He could only imagine how you would split him open on your , like your fingers were now. When that third digit sunk into his heat, he mewled helplessly as his rim clenched around them, his hand slick as he d his own arousal, thighs quivering from strain of supporting him. it was all it took to have him spilling over his own hand and painting the leather of the seat and some of the center console with ropes of white, his body shuddering through the crash of and ripping tortured, hiccuping sobs from him, half choked around your *

@park seojoon *hadn't even realized the car had stopped until he felt the firm pressure of your hand settle possessively on the back of his neck and forcing him to take more of your , a primal rush igniting in him to obey. To let you do what you wanted and take whatever you needed from him. He felt your burgeoning length throb when he took you deeper, choking again as your tip hit the back of his throat and made it spasm around you. He gasped, but didn't let up, relaxing his throat to let you his mouth, his lips glistening as he and hollowed his cheeks around you. A barely heard whimper of approval escaped him at your warning and he shifted, bracing himself with one hand against your thigh while the other slipped between his legs to fist his own dripping length, the feeling of your fingers abusing his hole quickly pushing him closer to the precipice, tearing clipped and desperate moans from him which were only muffled because of his occupied mouth*

@park seojoon *wishes he could see you and imagines the way your knuckles go white as they grip the wheel with each moan that urges him on. God, he loves how you feel. The heat and weight of your against his tongue, the way his lips began to tingle from the stretch. Feeling the car slow to a halt, he didn't even think about the fact that another vehicle might pull up next to him. If he knew complete strangers were watching him shamelessly get ed open like this it would probably shock him sober. His tight pucker easily gave as you worked in a second finger and Gray sobbed brokenly, his tip leaking a pearly string of precum down onto the leather seat. He was so close to begging you to pull over so he could straddle you, his fingers digging into the driver's seat for purchase as he rode you desperately, knowing neither he or you would last very long. But the car was moving again and all he could do to keep it together was focus on the prize you'd given him, his eyes watering a little as he gagged on your when you bucked your hips up, his hand coming down to cup the sack hanging heavy between your legs with the seed he wanted to taste*

@park seojoon *it was a bit dizzying being in that position with the motion of the car mixed with his drunken brain, but it wasn't entirely unpleasant. you were the only thing he could focus on, that grounded him. his fingers curled around the base of your shaft, holding you steady as he enveloped you in the heat of his mouth, the lingering effects of the liquor stripping him of all patience and he didn't hesitate to take you deep, sloppily and keeping his plush lips wrapped tight around you. The first tentative touch of your fingers at his entrance made him jump because it really had been a while since someone else had touched him there and his twitched in interest. He arched his back a bit in silent encouragement, trying to push into you, a muffled '' choked around your throbbing as you finally sunk the tip of a wet finger into him, barely stretching but it was just enough to make him excited of what was to come*

@lee namsoo I hope so. If I die before getting to you I'll be disappointed.
*sighs contently as you press kisses to his hand and the skin of his inner wrist, that spot actually one of his more sensitive zones. Even more so than his neck. Light touches and bites there always felt so teasingly good, making him feel flushed with heat. Tipping his head back against the seat with a soft thud as you rubbed his arousal through his jeans, his own needy moans sounded so loud in his ears now that they were no longer surrounded by the boom of the club music*
damn, you're crazy.
*Unsnapping his seat belt despite the annoying chorus of protesting beeps from the car, he didn't think twice about hurrying to wiggle his tight black jeans down (a difficult feat) and fumble for the lever on the side of the seat, reclining it a bit so he could stretch back. The thought that he could literally get pulled over with his pants down and a dude's hand on his made him chuckle because for some reason the risk was more thrilling than frightening*
Only if I get to touch you, too.
Lemme get that wet, handsome.
*kneels on the seat, one elbow supporting him on the center console as he reaches into your lap to undo your jeans, sneaking a hand inside to pull out your . This was something he'd always wanted to do and now, thanks to copious amounts of liquor, he finally had the courage. Leaning down, his bare in the air, he lapped along your tip, in relief like he'd needed this all night*

@jay park Eunwoo nodded his head exaggeratedly when Jay asked if he was okay. Letting his head hang for a moment before his alertness returned and he sat up straight, laughing at his own actions. He picked up the cup when it was offered and took a long sip, letting out a content 'ah' afterward. Before his eyes widened in panic. "What was in that?" He said whipping around to face Jay and staring at him interrogatively. Though recognition of the artist hadn't set in. "I can't be tripping out at a nightclub, I'm an idol! I'm Cha Eunwoo!" He shouted, pushing a finger into Jay's shoulder assertively, blinking a few times as realization set in. "And, you're Jay Park." Eunwoo said withdrawing his finger and brushing his hand over the spot he had previously poked. "Thank you, for the water."

@lee namsoo *instinctively moved to grip the collar of your shirt as you leaned into him, so close to pulling you in for a kiss. Hell, he was close to letting you completely have your way with him right here and now. Already he'd imagined straddling you in the backseat or you bending him over with his cheek pressed to the leather, the car windows fogging up from the heat as they finally came together. Or maybe even bending him over the hood...*
*When you pulled away, he was dazed and swallowed hard, his fingers loosening their grip on your collar so you could walk around the car. He was barely holding it together when you got into your seat and the car rumbled to life, your hand falling to his thigh a second later. He didn't even think that neither of them should really be in a vehicle with how much they'd drunk and he was normally the overly responsable one in his group of friends, but all he could focus on was getting home with you. Tipping his head back against the seat with a whine, he rocked his hips helplessly into your touch but reached down to grab your wrist. Guiding your hand up, he pressed a lingering kiss to your knuckles*
Both hands on the wheel, baby.
I wanna make it home tonight so you can me all over that apartment of yours.

@cha eunwoo When it started to get a little to crowded at the bar, not wanting to get noticed by any potential fans that sound be crazier than what I usually deal with, I move to a private table. I order a few drinks and finger foods to the table to relax with, not wanting to have to get up when I'm thirsty or feeling the slightest bit hungry. Is chewing on some ice when some stranger stumbles into my booth and lands on the couch. Nodding a for a bit and sliding a cup of water towards you silently. "Are you okay, man?" asking in a generally nice voice, not knowing who you are but concerned if you're drunk enough to actually not give a where you are.

@lee namsoo *he could so easily lose himself on the kiss, no matter how chaste. Maybe it was the effects of the alcohol or simply your allure, but when you eased back it was like his surroundings hit him like a truck. Everything was suddenly too loud, the lights too bright. The producer staggered after you as you led him to the car and he slid none too gracefully into the seat, tipping his head back against it was a relieved sigh. Exhaustion had begun to weigh in him, but it had been buried beneath his arousal. Now that your hands weren't on him, though, he felt aware of everything else. Speaking of... Letting his eyes flutter open, he glanced up at you from under his lashes to find you still at the door and offered you a crooked smile*
Gonna join me, handsome?
Or you gonna stand there all night?
*reaches over, hooking a finger in the waistband of your jeans*

@jay park Eunwoo entered the club ready to release all he had pent up in the weeks, months, since he had last visited a night club. He wasted no time scoping out the crowd or staring at his phone waiting to be approached, he quickly escaped his company when they walked deeper inside, blending into the seamless mass of bodies on the dance floor, moving his way through the crowd and ending up on the other side, a bit more flushed and light headed than he was when he entered. The weight of the quick succession shots he had downed at his friends loft hitting him full force and sending him stumbling to the nearest seat, which happened to be in a strangers V.I.P booth. "I'm just going to cool off for a sec." He said waving a hand dismissively at anyone who might object to his presence.

@cha eunwoo /is sitting at the bar instead of in a private table, itching to dance and drink and dance some more tonight after a long string of business things I’ve had to do
/orders another Pepsi and Henny after finishing off the first, going at a steady pace so i don’t make any messes but still get lit pretty quickly enough


(Hella short. Starters are pfft. If you wanna switch to third lmk)

@lee namsoo *groaned in protest when you pulled back and reluctantly scooted to the edge of the counter, getting down and immediately attempting to adjust his now too tight jeans, squeezing his bulge in a hopeless attempt to rearrange it in the fabric. Getting them off as soon as he got to the car was certainly looking very appealing in that moment, especially with the delectable offer you presented him with along with that soft kiss*
Both? Or maybe I'll devour you instead.
*images of you off while you drove flashed into his mind, but quickly faded as you led him back out into the club that still thrummed with deafening beats and too many grinding bodies. He pressed himself close to you so he didn't lose you, the flashing lights making the world distort and spin. The cool night air was a shock once he stepped outside in comparison to the heat of the crowd and it almost sobered him up. He immediately melted against you without a second thought as you drew him in, a content sound catching in his throat as he tilted his head up to meet your kiss, almost tuning out the sounds of cars honking and rushing by*

@lee namsoo *when your lips finally pressed against his, the entire world fell away. It didn't matter that any second someone could barge into the bathroom and see them there. He melted against you, tilting his head to deepen the kiss with a content, almost relieved moan as if he had been waiting for this moment for ages. Faintly he could taste the alcohol on you, like he was sure lingered in his own breath, but he was too focused on the feeling to care. Adept fingers tangled in your hair as he parted his lips to deepen the kiss, a little breathy chuckle escaping him when you nibbled at his lower lip, but you spoke before he could*
yeah. What are we waiting for?
*he grinned eagerly at the idea but was so reluctant to pull away, one foot hooking behind your hip to pull you in as he grinded against you, his tongue ghosting invitingly over your lower lip*

@lee namsoo *he sunk his teeth into his lower lip to try to hold back the sounds threatening to escape him as you rutted against him, his toes curling in his shoes at the onslaught of pleasure brought on by delicious friction. He unconsciously tilted his head to give you better access to his neck as you whispered promises to him he could no longer doubt, nor did he want to. Not when his drunken brain was practically screaming 'God, yes, give me everything!'*
I hope you live up to that promise.
*keeps one hand shakily braced against the counter while he draped his arm around your neck, tilting his head in search for your lips which were pressing surprisingly soft kisses against his neck*

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@lee namsoo *hearing you talk like that, so smug and confident, was like a switch being flicked in his drunken brain, blood rushing southward and making his twitch in interest in the confines of his jeans. He had long ago embraced the fact that he was shorter than most other men (but only just barely compared to those in his company), but you made him feel so much smaller when you invaded his personal bubble, caging him against the counter*
Mm, you must be right. I didn't feel much of anything back there.
*he countered with a cocky smile which quickly faded as your hands d at his backside and hauled him up onto the counter, the sudden movement making his alcohol-addled head spin. All those snarky comebacks died on his tongue as you wedged yourself snugly between his legs and he could suddenly feel the hard proof of your arousal against his own, his head almost thudding back against the mirror*
...

@lee namsoo *his fingers traced the edge of your belt and the cool metal buckle that was practically begging to be loostened, but even through the haze of alcohol he managed to stop himself, forcing his hands off you to toss away the paper towel and then brace himself back against the counter. He glanced up at you with a playful glint in his eyes, the corner of his lips upturned in a lopsided smirk*
Admiring the merchandise doesn't mean I have to buy.
I could say the same thing about you with how you were grinding against me earlier.

@lee namsoo *he felt heat spread all the way to the tips of his ears at the accusation, or maybe it was the way your hand over more encircled his skinny wrist to guide him*
My coordination isn't exactly the best right now, okay?
Don't get ahead of yourself.
*he hissed, trying to come up with some excuse to cover up the fact that you were somewhat spot on in thinking he'd been admiring your body. Moving his hand down your abdomen, he scrubbed off the mixture of soda and liquor from your skin, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the waistband of your pants and remembering how you'd been pressed against his *

@lee namsoo *was honestly about to suggest that it might be easier if you took your shirt off to try to get the stain out, but you seemed to have already read his mind. He stilled as he shamelessly watched the fabric slip away to reveal toned skin and it took him a moment to realize you were speaking to him, shaking his head as if he'd come out of a trance* Y-Yeah. I've got you. *he croaked and brought the damp paper towels towards your chest, hesitating only a moment before he wiped at the glistening parts of your chest and abdomen, his movements slow with precision or... questionably drunken distraction*

@lee namsoo *twisting his hand in your grip, he wrapped his fingers around your wrist as well so that he didn't get separated from you in the gyrating crowd, his other hand coming up to grip the back of your dirtied shirt for good measure since he didn't really trust himself in his current state to be able to keep track of you if the connection would break. There was no telling when some drunk dancer might crash through them Red Rover style and then he'd forever have to live with the guilt of messing up some poor giant's shirt... If he remembered it the next morning, that is*

*once they crashed through the bathroom door, Gray squinted at the bright lights and his raging thoughts finally quieted as he moved over to get a good look at your shirt, frowning at the watered down but obvious stain from his rum and coke* God, I'm sorry. Lemme see if I can get it out. *grabbing a couple of paper towels, he wet them with water before he reached up to grip a handful of your shirt, rubbing at the spot to see if he could get it out* ... I can buy you a new one.

@lee namsoo *Gray froze as your fingers suddenly wrapped around his wrist, the music fading into far away static as you leaned down to whisper to him, the heat of your breath ghosting over his ear and sending an involuntary shudder through him. Or maybe it was just his nerves. Even in his drunken state he felt responsible for messing up your shirt and nodded, not really thinking twice about the smell of liquor lingering on your breath and he subtly wondered if he could taste it too*

Yeah. Alright. *swallows thickly and glances around for the right path, but he wasn't tall enough to even see over most of the crowd. It was like he was lost in a maze*

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