✯ hotel

@k jennie He was shocked by her beauty, engulfed by the gleams that seemed to radiate from her body. It had never been about just her appearance but every man had to admit that personality and beauty could play a role alike. Jennie had had both back. It was painful to now see her again like this knowing that their love had broken apart so long ago. He hadn’t been her choice. She had preferred running after that man who was now buried beneath grass, just like his successors. What was it that had driven Jennie to this point? Luckily, the glasses hit how he stared at her, took in the sight of her body, his mind filled with memories. A grin tugged at his lips as she chose the chair over the bed even though Taehyung would have preferred the latter. Mainly because the memory of Jennie spread out on his bed carried him like a sweet fantasy back into another universe, one where they had never been broken apart.

“You better have faith in my gang.” He comments with a roll of his eyes, one that she can’t see due to his glasses. Taehyung decided to listen to her, now being the one to sit down on the bed even though the second chair would have worked just as much. For a moment he debates whether he should reveal himself. Clearly, he had tried to hide himself like this but the way her eyes pierced right through him had him crave that she knew who he was. Though, what if she didn’t remember him at all? They had matured over the years and Taehyung by far wasn’t the boy from back then anymore. He was a man now, the boss of a whole mafia gang, in a way he was the big bad wolf of the cyber underworld—a role that had always fit him perfectly.

In the end, he decides to reveal his cover. Some voice in his head controlled his mind, his body listened wanting to hold the female back in his arms so badly. However, he didn’t move from his spot, didn’t touch her as it would be highly inappropriate of him to do just that. Without a word he unwraps the scarf from his necks, taking off the sunglasses seconds later. Did she recognize him? God, why was he this nervous? “Tell me those stories, Kim Jennie.” He decides to voice her last name too as she still may not have realized just who he was.

@k taehyung Sora gasped audibly in response to his aggressiveness in removing her hands from his body. She continued to play her little game of ‘I’m innocent and scared’ by whining in response. But in actuality, she loved it, every second. The heat between her legs was something that she hadn’t felt in a long while. She hadn’t had a young man like him take such control, only old hags that made her feel disgusting. But him, he was handsome, y, young. Oh, she would go for days like this if it meant watching his greedy eyes looking at her.

“Like the type that is just in it for the ing, but nothing else.” It was a lie, he didn’t seem to be that type at all. Taehyung sounded like the type of man that enjoyed toying with his prey, got the most out of them. “If blood is involved, scarring is involved. I don’t play with knives.” Another sound of shock left from her, well, it was a moan. But the shock of how tight he tied her made it seem believable enough. The roped cut into her wrists in a way that made her body hot. She like the way she was restricted, how his eyes took in her nearly body. She couldn’t deny that it was a beautiful sight for the other. She certainly knew so, Sora was a conceited woman. The e knew just how her body would seem to another.

“O-oh my,” the woman stuttered when the cool blade pressed against her skin. Was he going to cut her, seconds after she explicitly told him to not? Or was it all for show? Judging front the large stack he nearly offered her, Taehyung seemed as though he would have no problem with paying her for any wounds that he caused. Thus, it made it more believable that he would slice her skin and play with her blood just as he had spoken of. Instead, a loud ripping sound filled her ears as the fabric of her lingerie was torn away.

She paid no mind to his words, only to the way he touched her body. God, he was hot. And , she was so wet. The mafia leader probably knew just how soaked she was, what with his fingers playing with the bean between her legs. She couldn’t help but moan, let her legs twitch in response to his rubbing her most sensitive spot. She wanted him to just her, the , she wanted him in her, tearing her in ways that would make her scream.

But Taehyung had other ideas, the next thing she knew, he had her by the hair, his erect in her face. “Be careful, I may bite it.” With a harsh tug of her hair, Sora whimpered, her plump lips bumping against his moist tip. With a of her lips, another moan sounded from her. His taste was delightful, wonderful. She knew he was certainly a healthy man from it. Unlike the big beefy old men she had ed.

It was almost desperate that way search for him. Without the use of her hands, it was hard to get his in , rub her tongue along it to give him the best experience. It was sloppy, his bumped into her cheeks as her tongue searched for him, precum smearing onto her face. But the moment she found him, she took him in until she could not anymore. Sora swallowed around his girth, trying her best to breathe properly despite trying to . Both his taste and the fact that she could feel him at the back of made her antsy, her thin thigh clenching together desperately with the need for something, anything between them.

@k taehyung frankly, jennie wasn't expecting much with the meeting, she's been in the same kind of situation many times, unfortunately. it wasn't like there was something that'll keep her on her toes when it came to them. she wistfully stared outside of the car window, the chauffeur in front of her was silent while the radio played idly in the background. she laid her head softly against her knuckles, while her arm supporting it was poorly pinned against the cushions. with every slight bump, her head would jump yet she still passively stared into the passing buildings. she couldn't help but drift into thinking about her past husbands, how it all went wrong. the edges of dip down in a pout. they really didn't deserve her thinking about them, nevertheless, this much trouble over them. she huffed as she shut her eyes, agitation slowly bubbling. if it wasn't for the chauffeur notifying her that they've arrived, she would've turned back around and rescheduled. the pain was still fresh that she could very well throw a tantrum. however, she still fought on. let's get this over with.

the hotel was well-furnished, it fit exactly to her taste of extravagance that she felt her mood lift. it somehow reminded her of someone from long ago, the memory of it blurry in her head, but the sense of nostalgia wasn't able to be muffled down. she coughed to herself, regaining her objective, as she made way to hotel receptionist to explain and let in. it was at that moment where she noticed that she was tardy - which wasn't surprising to her. despite the realization, she took another look of herself in the mirror, fixing up her hair and her rosy lipstick. once she settled on her appearance, she made way to the hotel room, making sure to double-check with the text before knocking a few times. a few seconds later pass as she was greeted by a tall man with his features covered. she thought of it was strange but still welcomed herself in.

his voice was unique, low yet soft. her nostalgia came back crashing, however, didn't understand why. she looked at his gesture towards the bed but went ahead to sit by the table near the window. a chair was more appropriate. she swept her hair behind her shoulder then crossed her legs to finally speak. "you must be hot underneath the scarf. it'll be weird to tell a story without a little eye contact." she tilted her head, blinking upwards. "i'm teasing. i have full faith in olhos verdes but take a seat, it'll take me a moment to explain." she smirked.

@k yeosang “Oh honey I know but you never asked me to shut up either,” Seonghwa said highly amused while watching Yeosang. He liked watching the other, seeing him struggle to understand Seonghwa and if he was honest it was kind of endearing. Adorable and sweet and Seonghwa wished he could just about it but right now was not the first time. While his attention was partly on Yeosang, the rest was on everything around them. After all they were not safe here. “Of course I missed you. Though you always drag me into trouble.” He sighed dramatically and shook his head amused. Survive and thrive, yeah, that fit very well. He blinked we he looked at the money, shaking his head amused. “Why are you not keeping it?” He asked however Seonghwa had no problem with having some blood money. He chuckled about the last part. Until he knew he was safe. That was in fact rather soft from Yeosang and Seonghwa wasn’t sure what to think about it.

“Babe I’m a scavenger,” Seonghwa said even though Yeosang knew. His hobby was also his job in the mafia and he wasn’t one but regretting it. “Not only with objects.” If someone wanted a person, he was the one to get them. And it was cute how Yeosang thought he couldn’t hurt a fly. “I can protect myself and you aren’t the only one who has killed before.” He smiled slightly, a knowing smirk on his lips. Maybe he had to kill in front of Yeosang so the other believed him though he knew the other was a lot cleaner with killing. Seonghwa had only killed when he had had to. Never just for fun. He wasn’t that heartless. “Though it’s not my job so I rather keep away from it.” He then looked around. “Is it time to leave now?”

@p seonghwa Yeosang just rolled his eyes in his defense, he really couldn't get mad at Seonghwa, he did kind of like him. But in a weird, get the out of my life and move on, kind of way? He didn't understand his own feelings for him but when he did. It made sense in his mind. He keeps dragging Seonghwa in because he is one of the few people he can trust that won't make a fool of him whenever things get hairy or tough. He just shuts up and lets him do what he has to. He pays him one way or another later. "You talk to much sometimes you know that?" He laughed at his own question, but gave Seonghwa a smirk, "Come on you can't tell me its not fun to see me again, didn't you miss me a little bit? Not even a tiny bit? And I drove the car because I had to. We do things to survive and thrive not just to do them for fun." Rolling his eyes again as he was opening the safe and looking for things that pertained to him. He saw cash, cold hard cash that he shoved into an envelope and slid over to Seonghwa. "Take it, and there is a key here for you, probably goes to his house. I will keep this until I know you are safe."


Sighing, he stood up and looked at Seonghwa, "I don't detest your hobby, I just don't understand it, how can you buy from people who are so cruel. I kill because I have to for a living. I kill bad people. I kill people who try to kill my family. I am not the least bit worried about someone running up on me because I can protect myself. But you, I haven't seen you hurt a fly ever, let alone a human being."

@p sora [Please shorten this when you reply, I got carried away lol]

“Overly pleased? We will see about that.” Taehyung commented. Her attitude was a bit too feisty. Usually everyone would act obediently. He was not yet sure if it intrigued him and if he liked it or if it was more so the opposite. A man like him didn’t have anyone play with him, he was the master of the games, the boss not only of a mafia gang but in bed alike. He couldn’t have a e like her mock him. “The act you’re playing” For a moment he wondered if the other men in the hotel had liked this act, her treating them like little boys. Crazy to think that someone actually enjoyed that, someone high of power at least. He liked playing with his actual baby boys just as much but he wasn’t going to be turned into one.

Watching her touch herself turned him on but it was the rage that ruled in his body at the time. An almost evil yet satisfied expression played along his face with the squeal that she had given as his hands had tightened around . He his lips, satisfied with the sight beneath him, just how he liked it. He glanced down at her s tempted to rip the fabric from her body but his hands were already busy with choking . It surprised him or more so annoyed him that she still managed to say something that seemed to be mocking him again. “You should be more obedient, .” Once she called herself his too, he was satisfied. He ignored her coughing though her moan had his twitch in his pants. Taehyung wanted more.

As her fists found their way on his chest while they shared the heated kiss, he ripped them from his body again, pinning her hands above her head. The way her back arched had her s press up against him and it reminded him once more that he wanted the fabric to be gone. Her moans had him feel the urge to her right there, no preparation, no toys, just ramming himself inside of her until she would be unconscious from the multiple highs that he would give her. Taehyung wanted to ravish, to have her crave his touches over every other man that had ever paid her.

“I don’t look like the type?” He questioned. “What do I look like then?” Taehyung his lips before moving close to her ear to whisper into it. “I wouldn’t leave any scars, I just like playing with blood. I want my partner to give me their all and trust me with their body. They get rewarded for it too...” In the end, he decided to go with the ropes, tying her hands to his bed and having her restricted seemed to be enough for now. Once she was tied with her hands above her head, he smirked. “A beautiful sight, I should keep you here.”

His eyes drifted to the knife, even if he wouldn’t her skin, it was still handy. His lips moved over her skin, from her neck down to her collarbone where he nipped teasingly between moving further down to the area that was between her s. His kisses were gentle for now, though he wouldn’t stay soft for too long. Taehyung took the knife and placed it at her s, not to hurt her, but to rip the fabric of her lingerie apart. The sight of her s was revealed to him and before he continued remove the fabric completely, he leaned back down to kiss and on them. “Hm, no wonder your pimp chose you.” He hummed. “He must be quite rich because of your body.” He went on with cutting the fabric, throwing it next to the bed once it was damaged. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy you something prettier if you want.”

Taehyung ripped her too, her juices smelt heavenly and he could already tell just how wet she was. Just what he wanted. His fingers slid between her folds, the juice moistening his finger. For a moment he considered to actually just her right there without any further but that wouldn’t really be enough for the money that he paid, right? His finger moved to her circling it for a moment while leaning back down to place kisses on her s. His pants were uncomfortably tight by now. He moved away from her to pull his pants along with his underwear off.

His movements were quick as he loosened the rope from the bed again but kept her tied together behind her back. However, he wanted her be able to move for this. Taehyung grabbed onto her hair as he pulled her face close to her . “ it.” He ordered as he found himself in a seated position leaning against the bed, the woman flipped around and her face close to his as his hands guided her towards it.

@k taehyung “I like my customers to decide how much they want to give me after they’ve had their taste of me.” Her eyelashes fluttered as she watched the way her nails scrape against his skin. “Typically, they are overly pleased by their course and pay me accordingly” It was a bit of a lie. She typically stated her price to young men like him, not wanting to overwhelm them and find her too expensive or even have them jip her from their having a good time. But with him, she treated him just as she did with any other stupid business man.

Though, Taehyung seemed to be the type to not pay if he wasn’t please, something Sora did not mind. If a young man like him ed her in the way that she hoped he would with the signs of aggression he already showed, she did not mind doing it for free.

“What act?” She asked in a baby girl voice, his voice sickeningly sweet, rolling off her tongue with such ease. Her dark eyes glistened excitedly both the way his eyes trained on her lace adorned body and the anger that seemed to emit from expression. Oh, she loved it, loved the way he reacted to the named that she called him, that he was put on the defensive for it. Sora wanted him to her to ravish her. And if it meant making him angry to do so, then so be it. It made everything all the more fun.

As she waited for him, her hands busied themselves with massaging the heated area between her legs, transitioning back and forth between there and her spread thighs. No sooner did the word “boy” leave her lips that she was folded uncomfortably onto her back, Taehyung’s grip tight on her small throat. A squeal of surprise sounded in response as she had hit the bed, her back arched in a suggestive manner, her small s threatening to slip up out of her bra.

The e was so /wet/ from his anger. By God, she wanted him to choke her, her until she was passed out. She laughed with joy at the thought. “Hng...want me...t-to call you d-daddy then?” She wheezed, struggling to get her words together with his hand restricting her airways. Her eyes rolled back, a loud moan unintentionally echoing through the room from his grip tightening once more. “I’m your , I will behave according, daddy,” she said whilst coughing as he started to loosen his hand from her neck.

Sora did not have a chance to take a proper breath when his tongue seemed to choke her just as much as his hand. Desperation for him to stop so that she could breathe was feigned as she pressed her fists against his shoulders, as if she was trying to push him away from her. All the while, she moaned into his mouth, moans that could pass as signs of struggling, whimpering in response to his aggression. She wanted the hotel owner to her, to tear her apart.

“W-why would I choose?” The e panted, trying to see what was in the box. She wanted anything, everything that he could offer. “You don’t look like the type. You should choose. What do you want to do to me? I already told you to do that. Just don’t cut me, otherwise you will pay even more money and have a hit on you for hurting a precious e of my stature.” However desperately she wanted the knife she saw glistening in the box on her skin, she knew how dramatically her value would drop for scars. Men wanted beautiful, perfect women to . They hated seeing any impurities, especially ones that proved that they weren’t the only ones ing the girls. Maybe the gag would suffice, but Sora wanted to see what kinks the other had.

@c siwon // ksjkdfjsk i didn't know where else to choose

hyunjin stood in front of the tall building, wondering if he was too early or if he had taken too long getting ready. it wasn't very often that he was anywhere other than his shop, the mechanics store having become a sort of safe haven for him after all these years, and yet, he found himself standing around the unfamiliar street, waiting for a certain someone. it was a bit cooler than usual and the boy found himself wishing he had brought a jacket, dirtied or not.

it would be bad if anyone saw him at this hour, waiting around in front of a hotel but for once, he didn't care. the one person who had cared for him during his darkest times, the one soul who never laid a hand on him unless it was out of kindness. hyunjin was determined to wait around all night for that man regardless of what he had planned for him.

@k yeosang “No offense but full offense. Your whole existence is a threat to me and yet I always end up in your trouble,” Seofnhwa frowned and rolled his eyes. Well, at least it was a well hidden secret that Seonghwa stole artifacts too – aside from that one time he might have told the other. But they weren’t here for him at least so there was that. If they were, Yeosang would probably sell him out within second and Seonghwa couldn’t even be pissed at that.

A little confused he lifted an eyebrow. “I have no idea what you are implying with goods last night but I’m letting it slip and-“ no time for talks. The next moment Yeosang was already cutting someone’s throat without even hesitating or checking and spilling so much information to the point Seonghwa wondered if they were enemies or partner in crimes. Just for Yeosang to decide that he was helping him. And Seonghwa hated it, hated it very much, because, no, he wanted to walk out of that damn door and be just an uninvolved bystander but him sideways because, of course, Yeosang was dragging him again. As always. There was not one time he met Yeosang where he wouldn’t end up in trouble.

“Guess today isn’t our lucky day,” Seonghwa mumbled and rolled his eyes as he followed Yeosang. He wasn’t exactly sure why, he could have just turned around and left but here he was, getting into trouble with his beloved redhead. “Hey, you wanted to drive that ing car, not my fault,” he huffed and rolled his eyes. Yeosang often assumed so many things about him, it was funny. He always gave him the benefit of the doubt when in fact Seonghwa had his own dirty business and so little remorse. “I knew who he was, Yeo. I just didn’t care.” So he harvested children’s organs. But guy, noted. But honestly Seonghwa didn’t care. Many thought he did because he looked gentle and friendly but he didn’t. He just didn’t give a at all and if it was his own little sister – he had none – he wouldn’t even bat an eye. That was the thing: there was no real remorse in Seonghwa, ever, not until he had a real connection to a person and to achieve that it took a while. Yeosang was somewhere in between if Seonghwa was honest but he clearly wouldn’t let him know.

An amused sound left Seonghwa’s lips and something inside him wished he could just strangle Yeosang but, of course, he refrained from it. But he really really really was very close to hit him with something on the head. “Call me liability again and I’ll ruin your plants big time,” he growled – he was unbelievably petty and Yeosang should know matter. He looked at the lock for a long moment and lifted an eyebrow before he shrugged and then locked the door. “You really think I’m incapable of taking care of myself, huh?” he rolled his eyes and shook his head. Sometimes the redhead knew how to piss him off big time and he wasn’t even sure why he liked him anyways. “I didn’t bring them, shoot them if you must. I’m here on personal matters and not for mafia business.” Though he still called them off with a quick movement, simply because Yeosang looked like he was already drowning in trouble and Seonghwa really didn’t want to end up like Yeosang's own colleague. Nope, he had been stabbed before and he was not looking forward to that.

While Yeosang was taking care of getting his business done, Seonghwa looked at him for a long while. He hadn’t seen the other for a few weeks and he didn’t mind but whenever he was around, it was always fun. Troublesome but also fun. He wondered if they would ever encounter each other without a big disaster happening around them. “You should decide. Am I help? Liability? Bodyguard?” He lifted an eyebrow and then shook his head. “I just want nice artifacts, babyboy. It has nothing to do with you,” he then said while he watched him work. “And this auction held quite a few valuable items. I know you detest my hobby but I enjoy it. It holds more value to you than you’ll probably ever understand.” And he didn’t mind. He didn’t need some appreciation from anyone. It was enough that he liked his hobby and enduldged himself into them. It gave him ease. “Also… don’t act like you didn’t kiss me, Yeo.” Because he knew the other didn’t hate his company either.

Hearing Yeosang’s words took him by surprise and so did his own laugh. Too good for this world. He shook his head and looked at the other, an almost gentle smile on his lips. “You really know me only halfway as good as you think.” Too good for this world. Seonghwa hadn’t heard something this funny in a while. He might not be the worst and he might seem nice sometimes, but he had done quite a few dirty deeds. “Now aren’t you trying to protect me here, huh?” He watched Yeosang, glancing to the door from time to time but no one had yet tried to break in so they were lucky. He had to admit that Yeosang’s offer stood tall and he was too damn curios to know about the documents but he had to admit that Yeosang didn’t need to buy him like this. He would do it willingly.

“Your sixty six seconds are almost up, love,” Seonghwa said when chucking his clock and looked out. He himself had brought a weapon though he had yet to pull it out. He could fight well with his body, even though he had never shown that to Yeosang and the smaller probably thought he was helplessly lost too. “And how is this related with helping your friend? You got me curious.”

@p seonghwa "Seonghwa.. when have I ever tried to put you in danger, and they aren't here for me, I bought the people out that were here. They are here for someone who likes to steal artifacts old timer." He looked up at the owner's office and saw him fall against the glass with blood on the window. .


He sighed and looked at the older male, the goods? "Your here for the goods, what, you didn't get enough last night in your bedroom, so you had to come here to get your precious materialistic things." He scoffed at the fact of him even liking auctions. But he knew he had extra information for Seonghwa, but he really didn't want to tell him. He could but then he couldn't. He felt something touch his wrist and he extended his blade and cut the person who grabbed his wrist and stood to the side of Seonghwa, looking innocent like. . It was his own gang member. "We need to leave now. I just hurt a Corvus member. The alarm went off because big dude is dead up top. And we need to go into his office, no one will go into his office now that he's dead, the cops are leaving out the door, that's why they pulled the alarm. We have 66 seconds to get upstairs, go into his safe, take his stuff and leave. I need the documents in there for a confirmed kill, and your helping me now." He looked at Seonghwa with intent, and knew how he would get his help. "My artifacts, from 100 years of my family's history, they are old writings about the rulers and recorded history documents. They are priceless, you help me, I give them to you.

The last time Yeosang dragged Seonghwa into one of his "death traps" was when he almost got himself and Seonghwa killed. He felt bad but it was raining and the car was a stick shift. He had no idea how to drive stick. "Drive he said, it would be fun he said." He said this out loud as he was walking with Seonghwa to the office of the idiotic man. "I bet you didn't know who he was. He was an organ harvester, I killed him so he didn't take organs from children, that is how he was able to afford all the artifacts in the first place. Such a shame, there are probably precious secrets in the brain of his."

He laughed a bit as he opened the door and tossed him a lock, "Lock the door. I need to do confirm this kill and get the hell out of here. You are a liability now, I hope you realize that. And if you want to make it back to your hideout or whatever rathole you live in, you will listen to me and do exactly as I say, got it?" He sighed when he saw that Seonghwa's gang members were looking up at Yeosang, "Call off your gang, now, or I can just kill them, I am not afraid to kill them. This is a personal mission got it?" He didn't want to like but he did to get what he wanted. Thats what he always did, lying makes him feel like he can have the upper hand.

He shifted back to remembering the night he was with Seonghwa, it was passionate, somewhat fun, but he promised it wouldn't happen again. "Why do you keep finding me everywhere, I don't need a bodyguard, I can take care of myself. Why do you feel the need to come to auctions in my part of the city. I own this area, I pay the politicians, the cops, I own them. My payroll, no one else can touch them or Corvus members. I will extend that courtesy to you, if you agree to the terms. You will take the money, retire from buying from idiots and criminals and go at it legitimately, you are too nice for this world. I have a student to take care of, that is why I am being ruthless right now. He is in a lot of pain and I need to help him-" He stopped talking and took a knife out that was plated in gold with the Corvus symbol on it and slashed the Komin's neck and left a star on his stomach. He breathed out and enjoyed the smell of fresh blood, oh yeah he's a psycho but that is why he is a master at his craft. Don't you forget it, he is ruthless and won't stop until he gets what he wants.

@k yeosang The way Yeosang spoke back took Seonghwa by surprise and he liften an eyebrow. They weren’t on bad terms but they had never been the closest. Simply because Seonghwa wasn’t here to put a lot of effort into a friendship that might possibly kill him because that was what Yeosang was: a possible threat to his life. And while Seonghwa loved to take risks and be up for reckless decisions, he preferred to choose his own poison and not be dragged into Yeosang’s death traps.

Sadly it clearly was too late for today.

“I am not here for the money,” he said and he was honestly surprised by how easily Yeosang gave him that combination. Of course he knew that the redhead was trouble and killed people – not that Seonghwa really cared if he was quite frankly speaking. For what it was worth, Seonghwa could kill one of his coworkers and he would probably shrug unless it was his favourite one that knew how he liked his coffee – though he was surprised Yeosang killed and did not take the money from the safe but willingly left it for Seonghwa and even gave him the combination. “I’m here for the goods.” He shook his head amused.

“Now, you are killing the fun. Couldn’t you have waited until after the auction?” Seonghwa groaned, rolling his eyes. He wasn’t offended by Yeosang being surprised he was still in this business. He couldn’t care less about what the younger thought about one of his hobbies but he had really looked forward to that day – he loved new relics and antiques and now he probably wouldn’t get his hands on them and that really ing bugged him.

For a long moment Seonghwa let his eyes glance around and then frowned. “Are they here because of you?” he then asked, voice a little lowered. He wasn’t sure if Yeosang had noticed all the different sides – by now Seonghwa had given up on counting how many different parties he had found but he was bothered by it. Where the undercover cops here because of Yeosang killing another unimportant puppet in the game? Or was something more behind it. He had noticed a few more mafia people, a few from his own organisation but from others as well. And that could get them into quite some trouble.

“Aside from that, you are very badly dressed for an auction, my dear boy,” Seonghwa rolled his eyes. Yeosang couldn’t have worn even more attention seeking clothes – everyone else in here was wearing a suit or some fancy clothes and then there was Yeosang, looking a little lost in his hoodie in and the red pants. Even though Seonghwa had to admit that he did look rather handsome in them but it was not the time for it. And if it was any other person he would have mentioned that the clothing was an easy catch to get noticed by those people but this was Yeosang. Yeosang could openly go on a killing spree and no one would dare lay a finger on him. Or even mange it, Seonghwa knew that.

“Something is off,” he then mumbled and shook his head. “We probably should get out,” he added when he heard an alarm go off. Oh ing great. Amazing. Just splendid.

@p seonghwa Something felt...

It was the early afternoon when Yeosang was sent out by a random person to kill the acution leader. He didn’t ask any questions, but he knew that the pay was always good. Money. Power. No you idiot, money doesn’t equal power. Money is greed, power is lust. Influence equals above all, that is what he learned about this city from his generation of Corvus members and his parents and grandparents. He put on his blade that his grandfather gave him when he was a child, and slipped it on his wrist, it was red, like his hair. But his hair was red with blood, well fake blood, called hair dye. His blade had real blood on it, he never bothered to clean it because, what was the point? He would never get caught because he had INFLUENCE in this city.

After thinking to himself about his blade and why he wore it, he stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. Just another day in paradise. He put on a hoodie, and red pants, he had the Corvus symbol in a necklace on but the latch was broken, it bothered him but didn't at the same time. He was very precise about his "work" outfit. Everything had to be perfect, it was like a tradition to him, getting ready for the hunt was just as good as the hunt itself. He looked at his phone as his femur bone cracked a bit, ahh it was normal, just a good stretch should fix it. He needs to get ready this specific way or his triggers will start. He has no respect for anyone who doesn't respect him. Looking out his window of his 3 story condo rental in the heart of the city, he saw... Weaklings. Just people that are weak to him, he can't respect them ever. Rolling his eyes he decided to put his Nike black shoes on and leave the condo.

He saw the landlord on his way out, he slipped him $10,000 and the key, and whispered to him with scary intent in his voice, "If you tell anyone I was here, I will kill your little girl, and your teenage boy." Walking away, he could tell the landlord would not say anything to anyone where he was. Intimidation. That is the other key to success in this city, you need INFLUENCE and INTIMIDATION. As he was walking he was stalking his target, a Jung Komin, he was the auction owner, who caused fraud. Surveillance showed that not much was there, besides a couple of rare artifacts. Shouldn't be too hard, no one should miss him, he has no family.

It was a good payday, at least helps him cut 6 months of his work life, more retirement, and more money to help YangYang, he cared about the boy, but couldn't put up with his... He shook his head he had to ignore that fact right now. Getting personal during a mission is not fun work, at all.

Looking around as he entered the building he saw the man..... Something felt... off, about Seonghwa, he recognized him but why was he at this auction. Rolling his eyes when he noticed that he may have been found out, he indulged the idea of walking up to him, he saw two undercover cops, but none of them know about them so they can talk someone openly about things.

"Seonghwa, you are still in this business, I thought you would have given up, I am killing the owner of the auction. If you want the money that he has then go to his office it is there, the safe combination is 23-15-17-9. No questions asked, you don't say anything, I don't say anything, sound good? If not I can get my own people to make sure it is clear." He looked Seonghwa straight in the eyes as he said this, he wanted him to know that he could not mess this up.

@k yeosang Something felt off.

It was an early evening, the rooms were filled with people and while it was a legal auction, Seonghwa could feel that something was utterly off. Ever since he had entered the building – an old but luxurious hotel – he had had that feeling and he couldn’t shake it off. And sadly when it came to his intuition he usually was right. But instead of walking out again right away he had just rolled his eyes in annoyance and had walked inside, engaging with one of the rich old men who knew him from before and loved to engage with him. Seonghwa actually only cared because of the money they would invest, otherwise they would be dead meat to him. Not that they wouldn’t be dead meat anytime soon anyways, stinking of death five miles against the wind.

Seonghwa only interacted with a few of those people some powerful, some rich, most though both of it, until he saw his actual person of interest. He easily stood out in the crowd, simply because he was one of the younger ones and his face was beautiful but Seonghwa knew better than just to judge his looks. He had met the other before and he would definitely not get fooled by him. Or anyone.

“And yet I thought you wouldn’t mingle with my kind of business,” he hummed amused, knowing fully well that Yeosang sometimes would be found at auctions. Though this time Seonghwa had known beforehand that he would find the younger here. He wasn’t entirely sure if the other had come because of his business or personal interest – but then again both was probably considered mafia keeping Yeosang’s upbringing in mind. Seonghwa himself was here out of personal interest. While he was one of the best scavengers known, he was also someone who collected and resold antiques as a living. It was easy to get information, both for his private job and for the mafia so it was very much convenient. “What brought you here today?”

Being in the middle of the people it was easy to assess the situation. He knew the people: different mafia, undercover cops as well and he snorted amused. This was a legal auction so it surprised Seonghwa that he saw so many of them here and he wondered what their plan was. But honestly, as long as he wasn’t involved, he couldn’t care less. Just that he was pretty sure that he would get involved and he was already annoyed.

@p sora It was a question that he ignored, a dark expression rushing over his face shortly before it adjusted back to normal. Oh, there were quite a few ways to get rid of her depending on the mood he was in. Short and easy, long and painful. Nonetheless, it seemed like this woman would be able to fulfil his needs, no need to plan the getting rid of her just yet. “How should I know what is fun to you?” He breathed out as he pressed himself a little closer. The way she arched her back to get closer intrigued him. ‘Wanting it so bad, aren’t we?’ He thought to himself and grinned.

“Sora.” He whispered like a code that he had just figured out through hacking, a sweet secret.

Taehyung was surprised as she wanted to be paid afterwards rather than before. The ‘baby boy’ comment had his blood boil but he decided not to act upon it, not yet. “You think my tip is higher once I had my high?” He commented, a smirk still stuck to his lips as he watched undress. His gaze took in every little detail of her body as he scanned while her body was more and more revealed to his sight. Taehyung liked a good show and for a moment he considered to have some classical music echo through his apartment. Though, that would be quite too romantic for the occasion. “Must be the first time that you see someone storing that much in their bedroom.”

His body was frozen to the spot, not because he was intimidated or anything of the like, more so because he played the role of an observer, he wanted to see just how she had played with those many men from the lobby. “Oh, there are quite a few things that you can moan, baby girl.” He voiced, mocking the nickname that she had used for him before. “Taehyung is fine too though.” While he had expected her to take the money now, all she did was place it away. “Working for free today?”

Once the name dropped again he was close to strangling her. He wasn’t one to be looked down on, made it clear that he was the boss in whatever occasion he had to. “You better drop that act.” It left his lips as a low growl though her lips brushed over his soon after. There was no answer to her question. She would notice it soon enough, just what he liked.

The already ed shirt slid from his shoulders down his arms and onto the floor. He watched her, a spark of lust rushing through him because of the way she lured him. Taehyung took of his shoes to be ready to follow her any second though her words had the blood in his veins boil some more. ing . The view was marvellous but he only had one thought in his head as he walked over to the bed. ing strangling her.

His hands were at quickly once he was on the bed. He forced her back to bend down onto the back as he pushed her down. Taehyung tightened the grip around her neck, a hint of darkness overtaking his eyes as his gaze pierced through hers. “If you repeat that name once more, you will leave this hotel as a corpse. Got it?” He growled like a wolf who was about to pull his prey apart. “Your other men might have liked that name but I’m not one to be dominated. You’re a , my object to play with so you better behave accordingly.” His grip tightened once more choking her to the point that she must have been close to passing out by the strength that he put on her. He let go seconds later, he wasn’t here to kill her but to spend a lustful night.

As his grip loosened, his lips pressed onto hers capturing her in a battle of tongues pushing against each other. His hand slid over her body, the black lace of her underwear. He enjoyed to have her locked beneath him, the way her legs were bend making it unable for her to move away. Taehyung was in control just like he wanted it. Soon after their heated kiss he leaned over to open the drawer of his nightstand. He pulled out a box that was filled with all kind of toys that he had bought at some point including knifes, ropes, a gag and all kinds of other things. “Choose what you want me to use on you.”

@p chaeyoung The male observed the girl attentively, he knew the proposal would come up as a shock, but he was waiting for the next reaction. Would it be disgust? Suspicious? Or delight? Anything could go, in the mafia world nothing is predictable and that's just how Jaehyun lived his life. Asking for her to move in would be, by far, the craziest thing he ever done. That wasn't just it, the moment she admitted to be single, there was a loud heartbeat. Odd, he thought. Why were Jaehyun this excited but also... enticing, almost as if he's happy to hear that she is actually single. This was dangerous, he knew it, but he wanted it so badly.

"I don't know why but I love the idea of having you with me, in my house. Maybe I'm just enthusiastic from the , I don't know. All I know is that I want more, all of you." Jaehyun his tiers looking at the girl, still holding his chopsticks. The thrilling feeling running through his veins were immersing his whole being. "I don't think I will get sick of you. You will probably get tired of me because I'm too crazy and perfectionist." Took another bite of his shrimp, not even bothering to look at the food as his orbs continue to focus on her. She was the real food, and it wasn't just . Her presence was appealing, but there was something else and he wanted to find out what.

"I would also like to take you on some business dinners, not mafia related. You see, I also have a regular life with a regular job. Sometimes they have a lot of dinners, but I'm always going alone and it doesn't look good on my resumé. I'm also not the type to book an hooker to pretend to be my girlfriend. So, if you're willing, be my fake girlfriend at those dinners. I will also do something in return for you, anything you want. How about that?" Leaving his chopsticks on the table, he took the bottle of wine and pour on his glass before taking another glass and pour it for the female. He calmly looked at her trying to study all of her reaction.

Jaehyun felt like he was meeting the business woman of his life, the partner he could count on for all those little jobs and also for all the moments of fun and entertaining together at home. . Also human company, female company that Jaehyun been craving ever since he left his parents house. He needed that and was willing to never let go of this girl if she provided him all of it. The game was on and he was ready to play it.

@k jennie For the first time ever in his life, Taehyung was nervous about meeting a customer, someone who had wanted files to appear or to disappear. However, it wasn’t the job that made him nervous. He had met customers like this so often by now that he had stopped counting. This was more so about where he knew the woman from. Kim Jennie. The one woman who had stolen his heart, had been his world while he had been nothing but an affair to her, a summer fling before returning to her ex-boyfriend’s side who was soon to be her husband. For Taehyung it was almost amusing, wiping the files of his death from the internet just like those about all the other husbands she had had. All dead, quite striking and he gave him an idea about just who had been responsible for their deaths. However, his sole focus was on meeting Jennie again.

The gaze in the mirror was unfamiliar, the sunglasses that hid his eyes, the scarf and hat that hit his face. He looked like one of those shady guys in a crime series but it was exactly the look that he was going for. He didn’t want her to recognize him before she wouldn’t tell him herself about the things that he had found about her and her husbands online. Time passed and at some point he wondered if she had forgotten about their meeting. However, only minutes later the knock on the door revealed her arrival. His heat beat like crazy in his chest as he stepped towards the door. Taehyung took a deep breath before opening it. He was taken aback by how beautiful she was, the young girl that he had known back then had matured into a marvellous woman.

“Come in, miss.” He said wondering if she would recognize his voice, though the last time they had talked must have been too far back in time. Once he had closed the door behind them, he gestured for her to sit on the bed. Taehyung himself stood by the window, his eyes piercing through her even though she wouldn’t be able to see him staring with the sunglasses he wore. “Before I hand you the files, I want you to tell me about all of this as I like hearing the story first-hand. You will receive the files once you told me about the details.”

@j jaehyun Rosé shifts on the edge of the bed, leaning forward to receive the kiss in instinct before she pulls away. “Mm, this smells delicious.” she remarks, her hand rubbing circles on her flat belly as she eyes the cart of food in front of them. His words registered in her mind after a second, this man just asked if she was single after they already had . Whatever offer he was thinking about, she knew she had to decline it. It was so easy to lie after all, so easy to let the ‘no,’ slip out of her tongue. But, in the end, she told him the truth. “Y-yes. I’m single.” she confessed, shyly, tucking her hair behind her ear while she takes her chopsticks.

“W-what?” she arched her brow and turned to face him again, there is a pounding in her ears, fast and loud, which is probably the reason why she did not hear correctly what he said or perhaps it is what he really said. Live with him. She brought her hand up to massage her temple, trying to dampen the noisy roaring sound. It was all the woman can do to keep her jaw attached to her face. “Did you–Did you just ask me to live with you? Out of the blue? Because, because you want to spend more time with me?”

It is a terrible idea. It is the worst idea she has ever heard. The both of them belongs to different gangs and not to mention that, the two of them practically meet just a few hours ago at the bar, yet on second thought, not that the proposed arrangement means anything. It is just that they will meet for. And if this male had any underlying agenda up his sleeve, what does an impostor like her have to lose?

“You do realise that I would actually be living there. With you. I’d be a person, living and breathing and doing things in your space all the time.” she spoke slowly, trying to sound as level as possible but she was incredulous, and the temptation to laugh in his face is definitely there too. “You’d get sick of me in half a day if I lived with you. You’d hate me. I mean, yes, it would be only during weekends.” she her head and shrugs, taking a bite on the delicious food. All her mind can think about is how it was as good a reason as any. How she actually likes it, the idea of being in his place and they would not worry about anything else when they’re together.

And she would probably beat herself up for it later when she’s alone on her home, and replaying this exact scene on her mind. But, right now, she does understood. That somehow, when she is with him, she could forget about the secrets she was hiding; how she could take a break from playing the role of someone else. “Yeah, we can just call it off anytime if one of us gets bored of each other.” she does not think she’ll ever get bored of the man, she thought. “The weekends sounds good to me.”

@p chaeyoung "Maybe this Corvus will make you do a lot more" Jaehyun said as his fingers quickly surrounded the woman's neck pulling her close but also semi-choking her as a tease. Wanting to give her a bit of taste of what could be like in the future with him. "I really still can't believe Aureo as such a goddess with them. I should snatch you from them and keep you in my cage." He joked, sort of, because he did want to have her all for himself. Jaehyun was well aware that girls in gangs were commonly seen as hoes and holes to play when the guys were in need. That was something he did not want to imagine with the lady in front of him.

"True, I just wonder what will happen if we had a face-off. It's not usual, but it happened in the past. That's how I've met some of your colleagues. I don't remember seeing a girl there... I think. I was more focus of killing all of you, instead of beauty in the place." Jaehyun could feel her thick accent invading his senses oh so nicely, he knew that would be one of his weakness from now on. Her voice. Her attitude. Just her. He was glad that even with little time spent together, she already knew how to behave. "Of course I don't." He gulped seeing her glorious body, almost as if she was ready for another round. Jaehyun took a deep breathe before walking to the door and opening with a wide welcoming smile.

"Please enter." He said to the employee carrying all the food ordered in a nice cart, leaving it near the door. Jaehyun tipped the guy and closed the door gently. "Thank you" His eyes wandered to the food while his stomach growled in pain. "Finally, food!" He said rubbing his belly, pushing the cart closer to the bed eyeing the y girl with a smirk on his lip. "If this wasn't so hot, I would be eat this off your body" Jaehyun joked as he took a sit next to her leaning in to steal a long delicate kiss from her lips. "Are you free? I mean... as in single? I might have an offer for you."

Jaehyun said in a low tone, he wasn't thinking in getting any romance from it but he certainly wanted her closer, exclusively for his doings. Would be a risky offer but maybe she wanted the same as him, and why not taking the chance. "I want you to live with me, like during weekends at least. Stay with me from friday to sunday, and maybe when you're free during the week. Let's keep business off our minds for now. I want to spend more time with you, getting to know this 'Rosé'. What do you think?" He said while opening the noddles' box and get his chopsticks.

@j jaehyun “I’ll take that as a compliment, yes.” she replied as she beamed at him, leaning forward on her tip toes to swipe her hot tongue against the expanse of the skin on his neck while she listened to his answer to her question. His tone somewhat changed and she averted her attention back to him, it was almost as if the man was uncertain to even share that little bit of information to her. Rosé did not ask furthermore after that, and just nods. Corvus. It all made sense. He has such a presence— bold, commanding, and powerful. It was arresting or perhaps it was for her.

“I did not know someone from Corvus would make me do all that naughty stuff.” she shakes her head, a bright pink hue still tainting her cheeks whilst she laughs with him. Her fingertips running through his scalp as she looks at the man in adoration, he was clearly something else. The sweet small smile that dances on her lips turns into a mischievous smirk, one hand instinctively sliding down and making its way inside his robe to his length. “I guess as long as we just stay off each other’s gang business then, we’re good.” she spoke, even though it was a form of her teasing, there was a slight hint of threat on her words. She still had to know this man better after all and it is best if they would be clear to each other first and foremost. Plus, she doubts that this will be the last night that they will share.

Rosé leaned forward, her hot breath against his ear as she playfully bites it. “Besides, I would not want to chop off the that made me feel so...ing good.” she clearly emphasised the latter part of her sentence, her hand giving his a light squeeze before she instantly pulled away when the sound of knocking on their hotel door echoes followed by an announcement that it is room service. “I will let you answer the door. I figured, you do not want another man eyeing me like this.” she announced, her gaze falling down to the exposed skin of her mid-section then down to her pink folds that was also exposed when she left the dress shirt ed. Rosé left him with a peck on the lips, turning around to walk towards the bed, the dress shirt slightly shifting up to expose her cheeks as she did so before she sat on the edge of the bed as if nothing happened.

@h minhyun Lost in the crowd of dancing bodies, the redhead swayed his hips to the rhythm of the booming music, his eyelids closed, his long slender fingers curled in his locks. He put his hands up, leaving them high in the air once the beat dropped, all those around him bursting with energy, jumping and cheering for DJ. Once in a while, when life in the mafia became too overwhelming, Baekhyun liked to go out and dance, it was a way to relieve stress and empty the chaos of thoughts in his mind. As the song faded into a slower paced once, the redhead made his way through the mass of people to the bar, climbing up a stool and signaling the bartender to come serve him. He engaged in a short conversation with the man as his drink got mixed, Baekhyun tugging at the front of his shirt which stuck a bit to the skin, his face slightly flushed and hair rather messy but still a great look on him. Laughter spilled from his lips at a cheesy comment of the bartender's made over his choice of drink, a sweet cocktail with a small percentage of alcohol in it. Feminine they'd say and Baekhyun agreed but he couldn't afford having anything stronger even if the crave was there. He finished fast his cocktail, needing to quench his thirst and just catch his breath before he'd jump back into the sea of dancing people. Though maybe a second drink wouldn't hurt first.

@p chaeyoung Jaehyun's eyes were always on her, the reflection of the mirror was perfect for him to keep an eye while he put a robe on. "I love what I see, every inch of it" He said having his orbs glued to her body, he certainly couldn't get enough of that view, and her voice was as y as her figure. The combination drove him wild, if it wasn't for the food on the way, he would be wrapped around her exploring her body.

Turning his back on the mirror, he took a deep breath, his brims portrait a wide smirk while remembering the fact that all were clothing were ripped. Wondering if he could get something for her to dress while being in that hotel, unless he gave her his large coat that could easily cover her compacted figure. Of course either way he was going to give her a ride, not wanting for people to get any look of that glorious body he just possessed.

The moment has come, who was that girl, the kiss almost took his mind off the matter but he quickly focus on whatever she was going to say. It was true, that question was never easy, but she is not like others and he wanted to get a hold of her before he poofs in thin air. Jaehyun tilted his head patiently, her expression sort of changed but not in a bad way, soon enough he would be justified. His her answer Jaehyun's world would all make sense. Of course. Mafia. Would else could have this sneaky sensual personality if not one like him. He didn't want to think about it at first, but now it all come together. "You're brainy one, aren't you?"

Jaehyun felt like he was playing with fire, falling right in the enemy's claw, but it would be that easy because Jaehyun was never easy to open. Not even with torture. "Corvus" He said briefly, not wanting to give out any extra information yet. He needed to study this woman better. "I never knew Aureo produced such gorgeous specie.... not to mention flexible and good at . I'm surprised" Jaehyun chuckled, of course he wanted to but he wouldn't deny how great that girl is and will be next to him. "I presume I should be careful now, or you will chop my to get info." He joked.

@j hoseok She thought that she would get use to how rough a customer could be, but here she was rolling her shoulder to release the tension. The didn’t last long and with the hour he was the first to leave, and she cleaned herself up. It was around midnight and the streets were still busy with others like her, and men that that matched to their hip. Baba in her breath, her heels clicking at it echoes down the sidewalk. Her hands buried in pocket on what to do. She didn’t want to go home and she wasn’t ready to go for another round. She fishes out her wallet to check the amount she collected. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to spend a few for a hotel room? She thought to herself and walks toward the direction of the nearest hotel.

@j jaehyun There is something about the way his eyes looks at her, something about it adorable and familiar. Rosé can’t remember the last time she has felt so pinned by someone’s stare. It wasn’t quite ual, she has been ogled and made uncomfortable plenty of time before, and this isn’t quite it. He is looking at her as if she is a diamond he found in the ocean.

“Chinese food sounds nice.” she coos, leaning into the warmth of his palm against her cheeks. Her lips dance along his own, eager to savour the addicting taste. Rosé cranes her neck, eyes fluttering shut as she moans in appreciation whilst his lips trail down on her skin. Once again, she let her sense of touch reigns and she drowns into the sensation. Her nails run through his scalp, guiding him as he makes his way down through the valley of her s, leaving feather light kisses as he goes to her folds. “You’re amazing.” she replied, still lost in the sea of arousal as she studies him for a precious moment.

“Don’t look so smug, boy.” the woman chides with a pinched expression despite it being weaker than usual once she saw his wide smirk while he stared at the mirror. It’s her turn to shoot the other a smug look and then, moments later it turns mischievous. “Like what you see?” she removes the sheets that covers the last bit of skin on her body as she turns to the side, eyeing his ness.

He is incredibly good looking as he stands in all his glory, she notices. Rosé stifles a laugh and nods at his realisation as she sat up on the edge of the bed before she picked up his dress shirt on the floor for her to wear, she didn’t bother buttoning its buttons before she makes her way to him.

“You want to know more about me..” she stated as she studied him calmly, loosely draping her slender arms around his neck to give him a kiss. “I think we both know that question have the tendency to ruin things, and yet, you still asked.” she adds, pursing her lips. She looks at him intrigued and curious. He had the aura of a mafia even from the first time she laid her eyes on him back at the bar so, now she is certain that he is. Probably one that is high in rank too. “Aureo Rosa. You?”

@p chaeyoung The most amazing surprise came during the after care, the y charismatic woman was exhibiting glimpse of a cute personality within her wild lustful one. It was all beyond cozy, a perfect balance from just a few seconds ago. All her little noises and antics, made Jaehyun soften and happier, it's been an unique experience, not even during his relationships attempts things were so ambrosial and luscious as with this girl he barely knew. Jaehyun's brims tugged upwards in a tender smile, not being able to hold back the urge to peck her lips a few times. "All of you did, yes." Locking eyes with her seems to be one of his favorite hobbies now.

"What's your favorite food? Or may I just order some chinese food in?" He said while having his large hand caressing her soft sweaty cheek, returning her eskimo kiss playfully, his lips mold on hers kissing her tenderly. Almost as if he was savoring her tiers for dinner. Jaehyun didn't stop at her lips, but moved lower to her chin, neck, s, stomach, finishing right about her . His lips were planted against her and a small portion of her glowing folds. Tracing her lonely folds with his tongue, tasting both fluids' mixed before getting up. Sitting comfortable on the bed, as he looked down on the woman with a grin on his face. "You look amazing...as always"

Kicking himself off the bed, Jaehyun stretched up staring at the mirror with a wide smirk, that view can easily be the view he wanted for the rest of his life. Killing, having great with this girl and go grab some food after. He was just at bliss, doubtful that he was ever this glad and happy before. Jaehyun grabbed the phone and dialed the room service number to order in. "Hello, I would like some food for the room 222, what do you guys have? Perhaps chinese food? Can you get us some shrimp with vermicelli and garlic. dumplings, chow mein? And to drink... some martini would be nice. Bring enough for two people, please. Thank you" He said before hanging up and eyeing the girl. "Maybe I should get a robe to answer the door." He laughed skipping quickly to the wardrobe.

"So tell me a bit more about you..." Jaehyun was curious for god knows how long, he knew that the question would backfire but he was beyond ready for it.

@j jaehyun It’s as if every muscle in her body clenches around him. Her around his , her legs around his waist, and her hands around his strong arms, as if she needs him close to her as he physically can be whilst her walls milked him of every drop of he had to offer—their heavy breaths in sync and warm bodies heaving as their ebbed away. Rosé moaned in protest at the sudden emptiness, taking in open-mouthed breaths as she lay limp.

The whole scene was an almost cruel contrast to the headiness of before, the desperateness, lust and excitement which had made the very air of the room thick and humid with and sin, and it was quickly lulling her happily exhausted body into a near comatose state of utter fulfilment and warmth.

The only thing that could possibly be considered missing in that perfect moment was...well, arms holding her...lips kissing her...soft voice whispering in her ear...But, Rosé wasn’t the type to do all that, she used to leave the place as soon as the ing was over without a word after she recovered from her post- high and yet, she was interrupted mid-action as she felt his arm sneaked in and pulls her into his embrace.

Rosé looks at Jaehyun then. Surprised yet, unable to pull away. Her poor heart was still racing away in her chest, but a softer kind of racing now; one that is more content. She smiled softly to herself, shyly, when she heard his words and received a soft kiss on her lips. “Jaehyun.” she raised a hand and cups his face, placing a sweet kiss on his jawline before resting her head beneath his chin as she melts into his embrace. It was the best of her life and she blushes at the wild thoughts that entered her mind, this night surely wouldn’t be the last time.

“Starving.” she declared, her fingers lazily drawing circles on his chest as he looks up to see his eyes. “Did I? All this excitement has made you hungry?” she shyly giggles, breathlessly, through the haze of desire and arousal as she hovered over his body to lie atop of him. Rosé could still feel the warm liquid dripping on her inner thighs and she bites down on her lip at the sight as she settled in her position, his body flushed against hers while she leaned forward to return the peck on his lips, awkwardly bumping their noses as she did so. ”I guess we can order for something to eat.”

@p chaeyoung Immersed by the pleasurable sensation that was running wildly through his veins, he failed to noticed how close her soft looking mounds were to his visage. Only when he started to deeper and her s hit his face, while he was leaning down, was when he snapped out of his trance. His eyes were filled with that delicious and tempting 'meal' ahead. Not wasting a single second, as his hungry tiers part surrounding her pretty perky , giving each a slow gentle , au contraire of how hard and rough his was slamming into her .

" for me, baby..." Those were the words that escaped his busy lips, rolling his hips to stretch her walls a bit more, teasing her as much as I can, allowing himself to edge his for a bit. Jaehyun's lungs were aching for air, forcing him to abandon her gorgeous s as his main focus now was making the woman release all her fluids. Leaning down, his lips were tracing lazy kisses along the girl's jaw, up to her forehead.

The timing was perfect, the moment she threw her head, his lips were glued on her neck. Giving her a little love-bites, but not enough to mark her hard as he could feel a knot on his stomach. Her juices were nicely coating his filthy , his teeth craved on her skin a bit too rougher due to his . Groaning loudly with the warm fluids mixed around his length. Jaehyun kept ing harder on her, riding both s out along with loud moans coming out from the man.

His body collapsed gently on the woman's, panting slowly trying to gain some air back in his lungs. Rolling his body off hers, groaning when the feeling of her warm walls was gone, bits of dripping on his thigh. Jaehyun had this silly satisfied grin playing on his lips as he closed his eyes momentarily. "Damn..." He said, still out of breath, opening his eyes to stare at the ceiling. It was just the perfect day and for sure he didn't want it to end so quick. Jaehyun looked to his side, towards her girl, sneaked his arm under her upper body and pulled her closer to his embrace. He wasn't the kind of man to do any sort of after care, but somehow he was in the mood for her. It was like she had something on him, like she could easily get anything from him.

"Rosé, you're amazing, baby." He sealed his words with a soft peck on her lips, looking down on her with such contentment, like he found himself a jewel of the Nilo. Jaehyun was mostly certain to not want to get rid of her this soon. He knew he was going to have a lot of fun with this mysterious woman, even if he gets karma biting him in the later. And 'Z' should be a concern of him really soon, but right now, it was just him and Rosé. "Are you hungry?" He said, as he realized he ate nothing the whole day and his stomach was growling like crazy. "I guess you've made me hungrier..." Jaehyun laughed at the noise coming from his organism.

@j jaehyun Rosé shuts her eyes tight and eagerly nods. It’s so crazy how that one word—baby—coming from the man have the capacity to knock all the wind out of her. It takes her breath away, a roguish smile is still playing on her lips. Even like that, the sound of his voice has the ability to make her much more drunk in desire, that much wetter; the lust spell unbroken between the both of them. His weight atop her was comforting and familiar, as though he was meant to be there, encompassing her, shielding her from the world. She moves, rolling her hips against his to create the delicious friction as she stifles a moan into the dance of their lips.

A too loud drawn-out moan rustled off her red lips as tremors of forbidden desire and arousal rocked her straining body from head to toe, her silky walls contracted and throbbed around the hardness that is now finally, buried deep, too deep, inside of her. Now, he has her stretched impossibly tight, he was so big to begin with, all of him is. Her knees were awkwardly bent in the air while her trembling legs were spread wide open for him, her blunt nails dug into the silk sheets as she panted breathlessly, his name leaving her lips like a quiet melody for them to hear. Her lust-blown eyes swimming behind her closed eyelids as she bit her lip, and her breathing ragged and dry beneath every hitch of arousal that electrified every cell of her being. “J-jaehyun, , so so big..” she took a cursory glance down there after she props on her elbows, the sight of his sliding in and out of her so deliciously.

Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, after into her pulsating body making a dirtier and more carnal slicked slapping sound echo out into the room to bounce moistly off the walls alongside poorly muffled moans and groans coming out from the both of them. Rosé opened her eyes to follow his gaze towards the mirror, the obscene image of the man ing into her while she lie there on the bed completely at the mercy of his s and yet so strangely in control too, greeted her eyes before she shifted her gaze just to meet his own that was already staring at her intensely; reflecting the lust in her dark orbs.

Rose arched her back, the tips of her ears and her cheeks burned even hotter at how ty and needy she was acting; how lewd and obscene she must have looked just then, how she would have looked in the eyes of the man while she lie there trembling in need, burning in shame with her back arched to a sensual curve and her body spread open, ed open by the man, rivulets of burning sweat trickling down on her temples and her breath hiccupping in between the almost cute little sounds that escapes her lips.

She knew the man was close already, could hear it in the muffled moans and curses mirroring her own almost too perfectly. “I-I’m close,” her hand moves to hold his arm for support and leverage, her walls clenching around him. Rosé threw her head back, toes curling in desire as the lovely pressure build up inside, until she finally snapped and screamed, the sensations rolling around in waves, making her whole body seize before the last of the sensations faded away, and she was left breathing heavily on her mattress.

@p chaeyoung Jaehyun was highly impressed by the girl's flexibility, the feeling of having her lips surrounding his in that position was beyond divine. He moaned loudly while eating her out, pulling away a bit for air as he almost choked on her. She was no ordinary, that was for sure and the more they tested together, the more he was craving to have more of her and to get to know who this girl really is. Jaehyun never saw that girl there, would that be her first time? What was she doing there exactly? A girl with this heavenly appearance must have a man, doesn't she?

Few curiosities that ran through his mind, even though he was just laying in bed causally and her sensuous and . His eyes closed tightly trying his best to not move when she was dangerously engulfing his , making his whole body want to twitch and upwards, but he knew that he shouldn't and couldn't do that. That was his first challenge of the day. Feeling her arms steady on his torso, Jaehyun took a chance to sneak his hands back to her core, spreading her wet folds taking a good luck at her glorious hole, humming pleasntly before giving her a few teasing . Trapping her spot between his tiers afore to on it roughly.

Once his tongue slide back in her he felt a huge drop on his stomach, making him groan and pull away from her . "" He said having now the beautiful horizontal view of the girl's body, outlining perfectly towards the mirror. Jaehyun grinned to herself, she looked hot but a bit cute while being a mess. He will certain do everything for this girl to be pleased. His eyes locked, he need and lust could be seen in her orbs, she looked so hot like that, more than usual. "Let me you, baby."

It didn't take much for Jaehyun to roll over her, having now his feet on the bedheader and their heads close to the mirror. Pinning her down, his was rubbing gently against her , he leaned down to attack hungrily her lips. His right hand traveled all the way down to his hard , positioning it slowly on her entrance before shoving his whole length deep inside of her. He could sense her walls expand with his actions, only earning a loud moan from him, as he pulled away to look down on them. "... feels so good..." His orbs glow upon seeing how her hole was taking in his whole length slowly. Jaehyun at a steady pace, but slowly increasing it with each move.

Jaehyun looked up again, this time to the mirror in front, watching the girl calmly laying down and the reflection of his disappearing and appearing when banging her. A wide smirk formed on his lips, as if he needed nothing else but that. Satisfied with his reflection, he looked down on her, staring at her deeply while his hips move harder and rougher on her. Skin-slapping sounds echoed the room, he was pounding her as fast as he could, feeling himself nearing his .

@k taehyung The e indeed had noted his worth. He held himself like a man with money, with power. Sure, there were cocky young men his age that tried to hold themselves in the same manner, but it was hard to play the part when your smell and clothing did not match. The other smelled expensive, his suit was the latest from Givenchy. Everything about him screamed money. And maybe something a bit more dangerous. “Oh my, and how do you believe to get rid of me if I do not fulfill your needs?” Her eyes sparkled, mouth watered at the thought of just what things he wanted to do to her, what he wanted her to do to him.

She stumbled only a second from the sudden rush for them to go. It was quite exhilarating, how impatient and to the point he was. God, she could get off right there in the elevator from his hands gripping her thin wrists. Of course, Sora loved to be in control, which she never got to be unless her men wanted a dominant woman, but his reactions to her...Goodness, they made her shiver. “Mmm should I give you a fake?” She smiled up at him, her back arching in what looked like an uncomfortable manner, pushing her small chest out to be a little bit more noticed. “It’s more fun if you know it, isn’t?” Her words were breathy, having lost it from his aggression.

“Sora.”

Once they were in his penthouse, Sora laughed. “My price? We can negotiate that once we’re done, baby boy.” She rested a heeled foot on a chair in his room, her skirt falling in a way to give the slightest hint of her . She was slow about ping her boot, sliding out of in a just as painstakingly slow manner. She wanted to rile him up, he seemed like the type to get aggressive, to not follow the rules of a e. Good. That’s what she wanted, something exciting for the night. Just how far would she push the young man. “Besides, with that large stack, you have far more than I would have imagined.”

She strutted towards the other as soon as her shoes were off, black translucent stockings left on her feet as she tiptoed towards him. Her fingers trailed over his chest, slipping button after button from their secured holes. It was as though she did it with merely her fingertips with how smoothly they came undone. Her opposite hand took hold of the cash, placing it back in its place as if she were so humble. “You still have yet to tell me your own name. What am I supposed to be , hm?”

Her lips were so close to his, one could nearly taste it. He had such an addictive smell, and the closer to his lips she was the more that she could take in the faint scent of mint. “What are you darkest fantasies, baby boy?” Her lips just barely brushed his before she pulled away, turning her back to him as she ed her shirt, walking to the bed.

It didn’t take long for her clothes to disappear, leave her only in the lacey black lingerie that she had bought. Her hips swayed gently as she walked, hoping to entice him, to lure him to come to the bed with her. She made a point to allow her be within full view as she climbed onto his bed, crawling until she was in such a place that was ideal. “What will you do big boy?” She asked, her eyes glittering, her lips parted as she ran her hands up her body, her fingers brushing over her hardening s, feigning that she was merely lifting her hair to give him a better view.

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