the mirror room.

@♦ Jeon Jungkook He easily spun her around, facing away from him towards one of the reflective walls. In it she saw herself nearly with him shirtless, and his mouth of her neck. She tilted her head to the side for him to have better access to her neck as she continued to watch him. He slowly moved his hands over her body, as he eventually made his way between her legs. Watching him move down, not only feeling him but seeing him made everything that much hotter. She let out a muffled moan as she bit her lip at the sight and feel of everything.

@Hyosung He gets his belt off, head tilted to one side as his eyes go over her beautiful form. "Look in the mirror, baby girl." With his pants still on, he approaches her and spins her around, getting a nice view of her chest in the wall just opposite of them. He latches onto her neck, lips hard, eyes still glued to the wall as his hands move to fondle her s before going down to slip into her , touching her there.

@♦ Jeon Jungkook She bites her lip as she watches his dress shirt fall to the ground behind him. Hearing his commands, her hands go straight to the back of her dress as she pulls the zipper down. The dress pools at her feet, leaving her in her matching bra and . As she undressed herself, her eyes were glued onto him, watching him undo his belt and remove his pants. Once her bra was unhooked, her hand went straight to her s as she kneeded them in her own hands, still watching him as she released a soft, muffled moan.

@Hyosung His hands pull away from her body to allow her to undress him, the cool air kissing his skin and her palms warm to the touch. The dress shirt falls to the floor in a heap behind him. The sight of her sitting on the bed and awaiting for more directions, all soft and compliant, is beyond attractive to him, and it's one that he's sure to remember. "Strip for me, kitten. And touch yourself. We're going to make use of this room and I don't want to rush for tonight." He unbuckles his belt.

@♦ Jeon Jungkook She chuckled lightly at his comment, too to be embaressed. As he backed away from the wall, pulling her with him, she flet his hands crawling up her leg under her dress. Making their way to the bed, she finally managed to his shirt, opening it up for her hands to be able to roam his chest. Once they reached the bed, she sat on it patiently, waiting for orders, however on the inside she was screaming with lust.

@Hyosung A small chuckle rumbles through his chest. The male tilts his head to the side, pressing into the kiss deeper before momentarily pulling away to smirk. "Someone's eager." He states, voicing his observation in a teasing tone. Not that he minded; a little eagerness would kindle some semblance of passion, and he /does/ plan on leaving her sore if it meant he would be remembered. "Come." He pulls her away from the wall, hands moving up from her thighs to slip under her dress as they make their way to the bed.

@♦ Jeon Jungkook Hyosung finds herself cornered and pushed up against a wall with her heart pounding and almost breathless from anticipation. Her arms went straight on to his shoulders, pulling him into a heated kiss. As their lips passioantly fought, her hands travelled down, from his shoulders to his chest. She began to his shirt unable to wait a moment longer to have him take her.

@Hyosung He has her with her legs wrapped around his waist, body pressed against him flush and pliant as he takes them through the hallways into the designated room he'd chosen for this particular night. The door is closed behind them, locked. Lights on. The walls are walls but they reflect each other, their figures doubling over and back inside each surface, but of course, this detail is lost on him with the little vixen he has before him, right here. Hyosung is the kind of girl who knows how to soak up the neon lights and attention of all the people around her, and Jungkook can't deny that he himself is caught under her enticing spell. He pushes her against the wall, lips finding hers as hot palms travel to her thighs, squeezing them with breathless appreciation.

@Sunmi Junnmyeon watched as the younger woman pulled away from him, making her way to the center of the bed, obviously trying to display her figure – showing off her body to impress the older male; man, was he impressed. The way she stared back at him, beckoning for him to take him right there, right then. Though, Junmyeon was very, very into teasing – wanting to see what lengths she would go to for his attention. His affection. His body. He let out a soft hum, a smug grin of confidence expressed through his face as he began ing his shirt slowly, going button by button as she spoke her answer.

“I’m here for the attention, the touches, the… … you’re going to give me all of that aren’t you, oppa?” she questioned as she remained there in front of him, posing like devious angel he suspected her to be. She definitely knew her charm, and knew how to use it. Junmyeon wasn’t sure anymore whether or not this was shyness, or just complete confidence in herself – though, all he really cared about was being with the beauty in front of him, and eventually, inside of her.

“Oh not here for the money?” he tilted his head to the side, finishing off the last few button of his shirt before tossing it to the side of the room, exposing his toned body – nothing too impressive to boast, but definitely the definition from an active lifestyle seemed evident. “Well then, if it’s the you came for, then I better deliver, shouldn’t I?” He motioned over to her once more, enrapturing her cheek with one hand, pressing his lips to hers as his free hand caressed her shoulder. He decided to begin rather gentle, as he was never on to rush into anything. To him, taking things slow usually brought the best results, especially with his experience with women. He pulled away from her lips yet kept rather close, trailing kisses down her cheeks, to her jaw, to her neck and so on. He pulled her closer and closer as their bodies eventually met, her skin against his own; his hands now roaming her back, supporting her body against his to make sure he was the one in control of the situation.

@Sunmi Junmyeon found himself staring at the woman more than he should – though, who could blame him, she was practically flawless. Her long dark hair, her pale white silky skin, her slim, fit figure that any woman would be proud to boast. Though despite all of that, her winning charm was her shy, adorable attitude. Was it wrong of him to find that so appealing? He wasn’t sure how someone who worked in this line of business could act – could possibly be – so innocent. Whether or not it was an act, it only fueled his desires for her, igniting something primal – something beyond just physical attraction – he had lost himself to lust. Everything about her sent him down this crazy spiraling downfall that had him internally begging himself to take her now, almost as if he were fulfilling some sort of fantasy by doing so. The way the word ‘oppa’ escaped her lips so naturally as she squeezed her hand as if they were familiar with each other was just another factor, urging him on and on. He placed his finger between the two ends of the robe, starting from her chest and letting it run down, ultimately parting the fabric that stayed together – revealing more of her skin to him.

“Wow, you’ve got quite the body, Sunmi.” His eyes wandered as she sat beside him, her robe now apart, her body exposed to him, only to be covered by the dark red fabrics of her underwear. He leaned over to press a soft kiss upon her lips, going back for seconds, thirds, and so on until he finally went in for a deep kiss, tilting his head as his hand was placed on her toned, flat stomach. His fingers trailed her skin, drawing shapes as they shared a not-so-casual kiss. He pulled away before humming for a few moments, thinking to himself of what to do next. “Tell me Sunmi, do you like your job?” He raised his eyebrow, wanting to get to know her just a tad more as to deliver her into a state of absolute pleasure. As despite himself being the guest, Junmyeon was no selfish man, and always put a woman’s needs before his own.

@Sunmi Junmyeon waited in anticipation for the door to fling open, hoping that it was the e that he had requested – though, he wasn’t exactly quite fond of that word, as it is usually followed by with negative connotation; ones he did not agree with at all. Rather, he preferred to think of these women as just, escorts – women who knew their beauty, enjoyed and attention, and well – gained profit from utilizing their skills. As the door finally opened, he was greeted by what he believed to be a stunning, young woman dressed in a long, black robe that did not at all do any help in concealing her toned, body. The dark red lingerie accented her light skin tone well, as did her long black hair. The look in her eyes and he smile feigned signs of innocence – though, the rest of her being screamed otherwise.

“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting,” she spoke out to him.

“No, not at all.” He sat up, feeling almost overwhelmed by her beauty. This was the very same woman whose picture he had been mesmerized by earlier that evening, and now that he had finally seen her in person – no words could explain the anticipation he felt, the desire he had to take her. To have his way with her. To hear her scream his name as she submit to him and allowed her to use her body as a toy for his pleasure. “Please, don’t be shy, Sunmi,” he began as he patted the lonely area beside himself, “make yourself comfortable.” He moved over, waiting for the woman to come close in proximity with himself, eagerly awaiting her contact. Though, his impatience got the best of him, prompting him to stand on his feet, and himself make his way over to her, taking her hand and leading her onto the bed, his eyes focused on her long torso, her beautiful legs exposed moments at a time as her robe shifted as they made their way onto the mattress. “I’m sure you get told this quite so often, but – damn, you are such a beautiful woman.”

@Sunmi Junmyeon was quite the regular at the Club Medium Nightclub. Besides, it had all the best things to offer; hotel rooms, a fully-stocked bar, a casino, a lounge, and best of all – women. He couldn’t exactly pinpoint why, but the woman at this specific club were all much more beautiful than those of the norm. Probably because they knew it and wanted to flaunt their so-called ‘blessings.’ Junmyeon took a sip of his old-fashioned cocktail as he watched the bodies move and jive along to the rhythm of the music accompanied by a blaring bass that not only echoed through the room, but also shook it. Junmyeon decided to explore the luxuries of the club, wandering over through the hallways and making his was off into the hotel. He noticed pictures of women hanging up on the walls, taking note that each of them had quite an individualistic beauty to themselves. His eyes focused on one name and picture in particular – Sunmi. He face was quite different from other women; her eyes seemed innocent, her cheeks and jaw rather defined, and her cheekbones high and obvious. Something about her seemed to be calling his name – or, to be quite blunt, feeding into his lust. He moved to the concierge, asking about the pictures before learning that they are a part of the brothel in the club, and were able to be requested and sent to the guests. He hummed to himself in thought, remembering it had been quite some time since his last ual encounter, and he was quite tired of jacking himself off to sleep at night. He was not ashamed of hiring a e – besides, he need it.

“Sunmi. I want, Sunmi.” His lips grew into a grin, as the concierge offered him a room for the night, laying out a collection of various themed rooms. His eyes shifted to the glass room - a room made of mirrors, giving you sight of everything that was going on. Moments later, Junmyeon found himself up in the room, waiting on the bed anticipating the arrival of the woman from the picture. He fixed himself up quickly before settling down on the bed, only to hear a sudden knock on the door. “Come in, come in. It’s opened.”