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aprilisque · 1 year

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do you want it I hueningkai

Pairing: Stranger! Hueningkai x You

Rating: 18+, MDNI

Warnings: drinking, dirty talk, choking, thigh grinding, kai and y/n keep teasing each-other to the limits, implied sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, folks!), mostly unedited.

Word Count: 3.3k words

Summary: you meet hueningkai at a party. the attraction between the two of you is undeniable and things slowly start to escalate into the night, a game of teasing which neither of you is willing to lose.

Recommended Songs: mi casa su casa (omar rudberg), tinnitus demo (ebby), party monster tiktok version (the weekend).

your heels clink against the marbled floor, following an even rhythm as you roll your shoulders back and keep your head high. it had been awhile since you'd been to a party and when the hotel you were staying it offered it as an event a few days ago, you were more than eager to participate. good music and alcohol? you were sold. your friends were sold too. you could see them seated on the bar, cocktails in hand as they giggle with one-another.

"hey," you greet, leaning on the counter next to them.

"you're late." yeji remarks, her cat like eyes taking in your appearance. after turning your closet upside down, you'd settled on a bodycon midi dress. the silky material is soft on the skin, hugging your figure just right, the shade of blue complimenting your undertones well. you look absolutely stunning and you know it, cocky smile threatening to tug at your lips as you wait for yeji to say something. but she looks just as good herself with her black mini dress and curled red locks.

before yeji can say anything, kazuha peers over at you from behind her, the red two piece dress striking against the color of her dark hair. "but she's always late. fashionably late."

you grin in response, satisfied to hear that they liked your outfit. "thank you, ladies. you both look stunning as well." eyes wandering to the cocktails on their hands, you nod at them. "so what did you order?"

"i got a cuba libre, while kazuha got the strawberry margarita." yeji explains, taking another sip. "they have tons of different cocktails on their menu over there."

"they offer the first drink for free, so just order whatever." kazuha says, swaying to the rhythm of the music playing in the background. the rooftop of the hotel doesn't seem as packed as you expected it to be. surrounded in glass railing, the shades of brown and green from the statement plants and furniture around you make you think of a tropical jungle. string lights are woven into each-other above your head, seemingly competing with the stars of the night sky and somewhere in the distance, you can faintly hear the sounds of the waves crashing. chatter and laughter surrounds you with some people already moving against another on the dance floor. you can't wait to join them, but you feel too sober to dance.

turning towards the handsome barista, you order three shots, ignoring the way yeji raises a brow and kazuha stares at you, stunned. it was so unlike you. but the past week had been quite rough and you were hoping for a quick stress release through drinking and dancing. and well, something else too.

"looks like we've got a real party animal over here." yeji remarks, watching you down the second shot in less than a second before grabbing the third one. the liquid burns at your throat, relaxing your muscles almost in an instant. maybe the alcohol hadn't hit yet and this was some sort of placebo effect. you associated alcohol with being relaxed after all. or maybe alcohol worked that fast. "slow down, tiger. i don't think drinking three shots with two seconds apart is a good idea."

"last time i drank like that, i spent the rest of the night throwing up in the bathroom. it was terrible." kazuha cringes, setting her now empty glass down. "you and yeji had to hold my hair back all night long."

"everyone thinks they can take a lot the first time they drink." yeji shrugs. "but at least you know your limits now."

"yeah, one drink and a half. i'm such a lightweight."

"drinking a lot isn't a party requirement." you clarify, before downing your last shot. the sweet aftertaste lingers in your mouth as a pleasant buzz spread all over your body. it feels as if you are feather light, the room around you feeling more like a boat than anything else. the chatter around you seems to disappear with only the sound of music being heard as you allow its rhythm to guide your body to the dance floor, letting it take over and move you whichever way it wanted.

yeji and kazuha soon join you, the three of you hyping each-other up and becoming one with the rest of the sweaty bodies on the dance floor. you feel amazing, confidence coursing through your veins as your moves become more sensual. the music drowns you, seizing you at once and making everything else around you disappear. only the euphoric feeling of each movement as you let loose, losing yourself in the dance floor.

and then, through the crowd of dancing bodies, near the sitting areas, you spot him. he's leaning back on the cream coloured couch, curly black hair long enough to almost cover his eyes. his features are quite sharp, but his hooded eyes seem to offset that - giving him this soft look overall, but there's this almost magnetic aura to him that has you slowly pulling away from the dance floor. the beer bottle in his hand is half empty when you walk over to him, his gaze taking you in in a way that makes you flush. he was insanely attractive and the curve to his lips only seemed to confirm that.

"liked what you saw out there?" you ask before you can stop yourself, taking the empty seat next to him before internally cringing at your choice of an opening. really? that was terrible. you know, this is part of the reason why you shouldn't drink before talking to people at parties. because you would say stuff like this. they would sound good in theory, but in practice they were cringe. it took only 3 seconds for you to ruin a possible hookup. maybe you should just get up and go.

to your surprise, he chuckles, amusement evident in his eyes. "hard not to when you look like that."

heat floods your body while he runs his eyes over your body, wolfish grin on his lips when he meets your gaze once again. "what's your name?"

"y/n. what's yours?"

"kai."

"so, kai," you begin, propping your elbow against the back of the couch as you angle your body towards him, your dress slightly riding up your thighs. "why aren't you on the dance floor?"

you don't miss the way his eyes graze at your thighs, throat bobbing before he looks back up at you, a lazy smirk on his face. "i'm more of a watcher than a dancer."

"is that so?" you ask, head tilting to the side as your eyes scan him. his legs in particular catch your attention due to the way he shifts, taking up even more room. slowly, you inch closer to him, monitoring his reaction as you place a hand on one of his thighs. you didn't want to be too much, ready to step back the moment he'd show the slightest discomfort. but he doesn't seem uncomfortable in the slightest, instead sucking in a breath as he waits for your next move. tracing circle patterns in his inner thigh, you look up at him with your doe eyes. "you look like you'd be a great dancer."

scoffing, a roguish grin settles into his face as he leans closer, the smell of pine hitting your nose. his hand settles on top of yours, stopping you from going up any further. "you're not playing fair." he exhales, hooded eyes gazing down into yours. "you do this a lot, huh?"

"no, not really. you're special." you coo, brushing your lips against his ear. the way his breath hitches brings a smile to your face as he turns to look at you, faces only inches apart. his gaze is almost piercing and you can feel it burning into your skin, demanding attention and captivating you at the same time. as his stare lingers, curving your lips upwards, you tap your fingers against his thigh once again, bringing him out of whatever trance you'd pulled him in. "so then, interested in joining me on the dance floor? i promise i won't bite."

"fine. lead the way." he smiles, setting the beer bottle on the table as he follows after you, hot on your heels. as you weave your way through the crowd, you can feel your body buzzing with each brush of his chest against your back. you're not sure if it's a coincidence anymore, especially not when his breath is hot on the back of your neck. shivering, you turn your head slightly to look at him. feigning innocence, he raises a brow, but you don't miss the way the corner of his mouth twitches, threatening to blow his cover.

eventually you make your way to the centre of the floor, turning around to look at him through the now dimmed lights. the music swells, coursing through your body and letting it take over as you move, not missing a single beat. kai follows, his moves hypnotising as he embodies the provocative vibe of the song. his dress shirt hangs loosely on his torso, the first three buttons undone to expose the smooth skin of his chest and yet, your eyes can't help but trail even lower, on the tight black jeans stretched across his thighs. it's almost devastating, how good he looks in this outfit.

closing the gap between you, he tilts your chin upwards. "eyes up here, angel."

flushing, you meet his amused gaze. the smell of pine is dizzying and so is the look in his eyes, filled with a heat you can't ignore. it's almost as if he's cast a spell on you, drawing you. your heart skips a beat as your body tingles with anticipation, arms moving to wrap around his neck as you flash a lazy smile. his hands grip at your hips, guiding your movements to match his.

electricity's in the air, skin sparking at his every touch in pleasure. and when he spins you around, you tug yourself backwards, pressing up against him in a way that makes him hiss, gripping your hips. the reaction alone sparks something within you as you begin to grind up against him. he grunts in your ear, the sound music to your ears as you continue your movements, teasing him even more until he spins you around, dipping you with ease. "you're bad, huh?" he whispers, lips grazing a path from your neck to your ear. your breathing is laboured as you tilt your head back, feeling your skin catch on fire on the places he's touched. still holding you in that position, the fingertips of his free hand trail down the bare skin of your thigh, hooking under your knee and pulling you to press towards him. you nearly moan, desire filling every inch of you as you stare at him heatedly, noting the same desire in his eyes as his stare lingers on your lips.

it's not until you spot yeji and kazuha looking at you from the corner of your eye, both of them giving you a thumbs up as they wear an expression that seems to say "good job" that you realise how long you've been standing there like that. turning a deep shade of red, your eyes meet kai's bashfully before you clear your throat and get out of the position you were in. confusion swirls in his dark brown eyes. just a moment ago you were almost willing to take him right there and then and now you're stepping away?

"let's get something to drink," you say in his ear and when he nods, you simply grab his hand and walk towards the bar with him. you're embarrassed your friends saw this side of you, but you guess it couldn't be helped.

the tension between you and kai is still there when you sit down. there's barely a gap left between the two of you, his arm stretched on the back of the couch behind you. with your drinks gone, only desire remains, hanging in the air like a palpable, electric current. it brings shivers down your spine as your heart picks up its pace in anticipation. there's a magnetism in kai's eyes, heat and temptation swirling in them dangerously. you can almost taste it - the sweet fragrance of a blooming flower, an alluring itch that demands to be satisfied.

leaning closer as if in a trance, you note the way his breath hitches, eyes landing on your lips with the same desire. he waits, gaze switching between your lips and eyes repeatedly, eyes fluttering shut when you lean to close in the distance. your lips press against the corner of his instead, willing to continue the teasing game from earlier in the midst of being overridden with the desire to kiss him with a force and passion that will leave you both breathless. you did enjoy teasing him after all, you think as you steal kisses along his sensitive pulse and sharp jaw while your hand moves back to the same spot on his thigh. a groan vibrates from his throat as he chuckles, throwing his head back at the predicament he's in. of course you would tease him like this. you'd been doing it this whole time tonight. but he'd had enough of it.

kai's hand tilts your chin to face him, thumb pushing past your lips and settling on your tongue. you still, feeling heat pool in your stomach as his gaze flares, hand slowly moves down from your chin and onto your neck. "this what you wanted?" he whispers, lips brushing against yours in a way that drives you insane, the slight pressure on your neck leaving you dazed. he notes that, smug smile playing across his lips. "you like that, don't you? you want me to choke you a little more, y/n?"

you pant in response, needily moving closer to press your lips to his, but he smirks, holding you in place. it seems he enjoys having you under him like this, drunk with the desire to chase after his lips and desperate to get a taste. "you're such a tease." you groan, unable to take it anymore as you bite on your lip.

"look who's talking," he grins before finally pressing his lips against yours. melting into the kiss, your hands slide up his silk dress shirt, tangling into his hair as you pull him closer. groaning, he cages you in against the couch, sweeping at your bottom lip with his tongue. you don't oblige, smirking into the kiss with each failed attempt to gain entry. maybe you were a bit petty from the earlier teasing and maybe this was your way of getting him back.

pressing you harder against the soft surface, you yelp when his fingers pinch at the soft flesh of your thigh, easily giving him access. rough and determined strokes have your head spinning as you moan into the kiss, pushing yourself against him. one of his hands has made its way under your dress, toying with the waistband of your underwear while the other massages your waist with his thumb. bitting on his lower lip, you break the kiss to catch some air while his lips trail down your neck, teeth scraping the base of your throat.

"fuck," you whine, rubbing your thighs together to ease some of the discomfort you were feeling down there. "you want to get out of here?"

"get out of here?" he repeats, eyes glinting as he notices the way you're all hot and bothered and it's all because of him. you were so cute with your reddened cheeks and swollen lips. feeling his pants tighten, he shifts once more, watching you rub your thighs once again impatiently. god, he couldn't wait to be in you and ruin you. he almost got up, ready to leave this party, but then an idea crossed his mind. gaze darkening, he tugs you closer whilst parting your thighs with his. there's a challenging smirk on his face as he waits.

there's absolutely no way, you think, staring up at him in disbelief. he isn't seriously asking you to ride his thigh in public? when you don't say anything, he smiles, tilting his head whilst pressing his knee against your aching core. "you seemed so eager to touch me here earlier, don't tell me you're all shy now?"

"you're insane," you whisper, almost sobering up as you nervously look around. it's not that you didn't want to, it's that he seemed to enjoy to see you in these positions, ruined and desperate for him and now everyone else would see that too. if they paid attention, you think, noticing the way the drunk ones are all dancing and the tipsy ones are flirting with one-another in other seating areas. still, it's quite risky to do something like this in an open space where everyone can see you, but it also gave you a thrill, pulse quickening as you stare at kai for a beat longer before pressing yourself closer. heart in your throat, you begin moving your hips up and down, the material of his black jeans providing that much needed friction. sparks fly up your body, producing heat as a layer of sweat glistens on your skin. you notice the way kai sharply inhales, hands moving to your hips to guide a more stable rhythm as you wrap your arms around his neck, whining into his ear with each roll of your hips. "this what you wanted? me fucked out on your thigh?"

"you're so fucking hot," comes his response, breath hot in your ear as your stomach tightens. you speed up your pace, throwing your head back in pleasure. you don't care anymore if anyone's watching you get off on kai's thigh while chanting his name like a prayer. you wanted him. you wanted him so badly.

"kai, please. . ."

"please what?"

you hiss, glaring at him as you continue your movements. you were starting to grow impatient now. it's true that you were the one that started this game of teasing, but you weren't expecting him to keep going. the smug expression on his face seems to irritate you even more. "god, maybe i should just fuck that smile of yours off your face." your voice is low, sultry enough to make him picture it clearly as you continue, your frustration showing. "you're being too cocky, stalling too much."

your words take kai by surprise. he looks down at you, lips parted as heat creeps up his face. raising a brow, you suddenly feel him pressing against your thigh and maybe it's your turn to be cocky. "you like that? me riding your face? using it to get myself off?"

"shit," he groans, pulling away, eyes hazy with lust. "let's go."

signalling to your friends that you're going to be leaving with him, you let him guide you to the elevator. as soon as the doors close, his mouth hungrily devours yours once more with a carnal greed whilst his arm hooks itself under one of your thighs, grinding himself against you almost impatiently. your teasing game had gone on for far too long, riling both of you up as you moan into his mouth, running your hands over his chest before beginning to unbutton his shirt. when the elevator dings and the doors open, you don't break from each-other, instead stumbling down the hallway and into his hotel room as you sloppily remove pieces of clothing from each-other. somehow, you make it onto the bed and kai's already in you before you can so much as say anything else.

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