✘ Guest Room 1

@♦ Chae Hyungwon Hoseok lined his steps with the other male, walking beside him and stealing a glance at him as if he was almost trying to assess the body hidden under that piece of clothing. "Will you? Too bad for us around you then, I believe it would be quite a spectacular sight." Hoseok had to admit it was quite bold of him but his tone remained calm and collected as he meant to compliment Hyungwon, not to add to his discomfort, joining the line of the men salivating over Hyungwon. It was almost a contradiction how chaste the man appeared to be despite his job and Hoseok wouldn't be surprised if it was only a cheap trick to heighten the customers' desire for them but he knew Hyungwon had no reason to pull such trick for him so he guessed it must be genuine. Arriving to the door of the first room, Hoseok opened the door and waited for the other to enter first and find his hideout there before following just behind him. Their teps turned muffled inside from the soft carpet in the room and Hoseok's soon stopped altogether as he stood by the other man, clinking his glass to his for cheers before letting the drink soak his lips, slip down his throat and warm his gut.

@♦ Kim Kibum Can't talk, pretty thing?
*laughs breathlessly at your stuttered breaths, the way you seem to be fighting to form words*
I'd give you all of it. The pleasure, the pain- everything you could possibly ask for. Isn't that what we said? Because good boys get rewarded. And just look at you, getting all worked up like the needy you are.
*looks down at my bare torso, the way that my pants have grown tight and uncomfortable, tutting lightly*
You've made me hard, darling. Such a naughty boy, getting yourself off just from my voice. Are you going to fantasize about me during your shift? Gonna think about this thick ing you open just right, making you over and over until you can't even remember your name? Let me hear you. Let me hear you make a mess of yourself and for me, right here.

@♦ Kim Namjoon *lips part to the slightest degree as I try to respond to you, wanting to -- but my words falter at the back of my throat; instead being replaced by a shaky moan*
You… *fights down another noise of pleasure; the bed groaning softly as I bend my knees a bit more, losing myself in the sound of your voice as my pace quickens; the dim lighting of the room making my visualization of you that much clearer*
I would like that… *purrs dangerously, my eyes opening a tiny crack; pupils blown with lust; my skin hot to the touch* I would want to try it * confesses as I envision your body over mine, but quickly angles my face away; blushing hard; unable to even meet the eyes of the illusion above me; almost able to see the smirk on it’s face- my pride crumbling away*
N-namjoon… *groans; my chest rising and falling faster than usual; my hard and twitching in the crease of my palm- nearly at my limit- the teasing and ing taking it's toll on me* I'm close

@♦ Kim Kibum Fair? Oh, darling, I don't think you want me to be fair. If I was fair, then this... this would be just indecent. And I would hate to disappoint you, when you've been just so good for me.
*finds myself content to indulge in my imagination when you follow my instructions, something so simple as getting yourself off still so difficult for so many people to follow- the way that you seems so eager to do as I say while still holding on to some of that insufferable pride of yours*
Mmmm, how could you get bored of this? I know exactly what you want. I'd tease you, you know. I bet you look so pretty when you're trembling and flushed all pretty for me. I'd keep you on edge for hours, just listening to you moan and beg for me to let you . Are you touching yourself right now? Your hands were so pretty, darling. Just the right size to work yourself open for my thick inside of you.
*groans softly at the thought, my breath coming heavier as I try to maintain my composure, wanting to hear more of your delicious *
I'd you open so deep on my . Literally drive you senseless. I bet you wouldn't be so snarky when you're riding my , hm?

@♦ Kim Namjoon *resists the urge to curse at you but my thoughts are quickly overcome by the low baritone of your voice; shamelessly letting myself get carried away by it*
That's not fair.. *groans softly in protest, the ever persistent blush burning brighter than ever across my cheeks, but my voice was twice as faint now, distracted, as i hesitantly spread my thighs and encircle my slender fingers around the base of my ; stroking the length of it; my eyes falling shut as I replace the imagery of my own hand with yours; evoking a noise of pleasure*
You know I wouldn't get bored. * my lips and swallows, groaning quietly, voice failing as change the tempo; my thumb brushing over the tip*
I want you.. *whispers imagining you hovering me and the warmth of your hands on me; the sole thought sparking a fire in my chest and lower abdomen, eliciting a needy- almost desperate moan from my lips; my hand curling tighter around my * I want you in me..

@♦ Kim Kibum *listens to you, closing my eyes as I imagine your slender body slowly being revealed inch by inch, the cute flush working its way up your cheeks, your words having a noticeable effect on me and taking the time to savor them, carefully choosing how to respond*
I've been told that I have that effect on people, darling.
It wouldn't be good to give you everything you want right now, would it? I can't have you growing bored of me too soon.
*takes a deep breath at your moan, smirking and letting my voice take on a teasing lilt*
Did you? I'm so proud of you, my pretty boy. I bet you look so pretty right now, spread out and bare for me. You're practically begging for me to touch you already, aren't you? I want you to put on a show for me, darling. that pretty of yours and let me hear how much you want it from me.

@♦ Kim Namjoon *gets more comfortable on the bed and sets the phone down, also placing it on speaker* I guess not…
*forces out a tiny breath as I felt myself bend to your words, already past the point of complaining; both hands grabbing a little fistful of fabric at the hem of my sweater, slowly pealing it up- my back arching to the tiniest degree as I pull it off over my head*
I just found myself coming back to you. I felt like… *shudders softly as the room’s cold air caressed my skin, breath catching in my throat as I let the sweater fall to the floor* …I just had to..
*the bed groans softly as I lay back and trail my fingers down my chest, whispering in a voice weak with need- just loud enough for you to hear* I like it when you take it slow… forcing me to remember every little touch.
*curls my thumbs into the hem of my pants, carefully sliding off the fabric which clung tightly to my thighs, not wearing anything else underneath; a delicate moan escaping my lips as the edge of pants brushed against my which was already growing hard*
*shivers as the fabric falls to the floor, and curls closer to the phone which was discarded next to my head, letting myself get lost in your voice* I did as you said… sir.

@♦ Kim Kibum Nothing would happen? You've already been banned from my casino, darling. Are you sure that your record can handle another write up? I would hate it if our fun was cut short because you couldn't behave yourself during work.
*places my phone on my desk, turning on speaker phone and slowly ing my shirt, listening to you talk and enjoying the way your voice sounds when you struggle for your words, already imaging you with a pretty flush on your cheeks*
Very good, pretty boy. I like it when you're good for me. I don't give my card to just anyone, you know. Only those who have... potential. When I see something I like. /Someone/ I like. And since you're the one that called me, you must feel something similar, right?
*finishes undoing my shirt, picking you up again and speaking in a low murmur, something just above a husky whisper*
Undress yourself for me, pretty. Pretend it's my hands on you. You'd like that, wouldn't you? I'd take it slow, draw it out until you started getting all breathless and squirming... So needy. You like it when I play around with you, don't you? I believe you said that you enjoyed a man with patience.

@♦ Kim Namjoon *lip catching between my teeth, I try my best to stifle a little noise of displeasure, already perfectly content with where I was, but eventually complying anyway; not wanting you to hang up on me*
It’s not like anything bad would happen though… *mutters into the speaker, not really intending for you to hear as exit the room and wander through hall, eventually stopping in front of a gold-plated door- a room I’ve visited many times* If that’s what you want, then..
*whispers as I turn the handle*… I’ll be good. *enters the room and quietly shuts the door behind me, the lock turning with a near deafening ‘click’ as if sealing my fate and cutting off my escape. I turn on the light and set it to ‘dim’ choosing a soft ambiance over the blinding golden-glow the rooms tended to have at full brightness; the mood being much more appealing now as I move towards the bed*
I was thinking.. about your voice. *confesses in a low voice, as I sit on the edge of the bed; my skin and clothes washed in a warm glow under the muted light* And… the way your hands felt on me. *takes a tiny breath before continuing, struggling to force away the blush on my cheeks* How I wanted to feel them on me again..