Who: Reader x Lee Hyukjae (Eunhyuk)
What: Smutian Crunch
I couldn't believe the feeling that was rushing through me at this moment. The host club was always filled with well dressed handsome men but this guy was captivating. His eyes were large, round and soft yet he had a solid look of a stern man that didn't like to play games. I was no slave to desire, no submissive woman to a man's games; I challenged and let men chase but looking at him from across this room I wanted nothing more than to get on my hands and knees and crawl over to him, pepper kisses from his ankles to his waist and unzip his pants with my teeth. How deliciously wicked these thoughts were, it was highly inappropriate for me to think like this about clients but he was pulling it out of me.
He sat laughing at the end of the booth giving him enough space to cross his leg on top of the other. He was lean and his white and blue pinstriped button down seemed to fit him exactly. It was like a second skin but his black suit jacket that sat on top hung open like it was a size too big for his frame. He was an excellent example of beauty, his smile was titanium white, as if each tooth was painted with god like precision. And his fingers! His hands were delicate with thin fingers, not so thin they were bone but skinny none the less. The image of him sliding each digit inside of me to outstretch my walls was making me sex heat up and form its own juices. I tried not to rub my legs together, that action only made the need for friction more.
I walked over to his table placing their drinks down, making every effort to arch my back to emphasize its curve and raise my buttocks up to grab his attention. I may not have had a fat ass but my booty was round and firm. It was cute none the less. However, he didn't seem to pay much attention to me, save for a brief glance as I placed the drinks on the table. His friends paid more attention to me and seemed to really enjoy the skimpy uniform on me. I gave them a polite smile and continued with work feeling annoyed that he hadn't paid attention to me. I wasn't an attention whore but when I wanted something, I wanted it on my time.
They stayed until closing and that's when they finally dispersed. I was further annoyed because my coworkers left me to clean up and my boss asked me to lock up. She was known for skipping out early so she could enjoy the rest of her night. I got extra money so it didn't make much of a difference to me. I hadn't locked the front door yet but I know for a fact the closed sign was up so I was annoyed to see the back of a man's head when I walked out from the back.
"We're closed, didn't you see the sign?"
It was late and once hours of operation were over I was less cordial. The man turned around and I recognized him as Mr. Handsome from earlier. My eyes narrowed on him as I wondered why he came back in.
"Did you forget something?" I asked.
He gave me a smirk, charming as it was, he seemed confident in his position. The space between us was overwhelming, I felt like I was in my position from earlier, with the perfect view to stare at him from across the room. My heart picked up its pace slightly as he turned around slowly, giving me a full view of his height. He looked like a man from a drama, the one the girl could never get. I felt like a hunter coveting someone else's prize but there was no one else to compete with. He smiled more now and closed some of the space between us. I took a few steps closer as well but the space was still large.
"You were eyeing me all night and now you're acting like you don't know why I'm here." He grinned.
I grinned back,
"So you did notice me."
"It was cute seeing that silent temper tantrum of yours."
"Temper tantrum?" I asked confused.
He nodded and took another small step forward, the motion was so subtle if there were others in the room you might not have noticed it.
"The way you walked away from our table, hips rocking hard from side to side. You were pissed I didn't acknowledge you."
"You're very observant."
"It pays to be." He smiled.
His subtle smile and soft round eyes staring back at me were alluring, he was bewitching. I took another step forward, we moved like pieces on a chest board, each of us calculating our next step. I wore a smile, finally getting the showdown I wanted. I wanted more than just a chase though. I wanted fire and sparks, thunder and lightning. If we were going to fuck, here and now was the place to do it, when the lights were dimmed, and the place was clear. What better place to do it than my job; it was quite forbidden and that's all I wanted. The excitement from doing something I damn well knew I shouldn't be doing.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Hyukjae but tonight you can call me Eunhyuk."
I cocked an eyebrow,
"Why the codename?"
"It adds an element of fun." He grinned.
I took one step forward, he mirrored the action. Were we at a stalemate or was he about to put me in check. I was really hoping he'd defeat me. I would surrender this war to him if that meant he could satisfy this burning between my legs. Shit I wanted him and this dance was getting tiresome but I continued our little tango like I had the endurance for it. Hyukjae, or rather Eunhyuk made his way to one of the booths, it wasn't the same one he was sitting at before. He sat down and beckoned me towards him with a finger.
"I've been waiting for you all night. So come to me." He said.
He didn't have to ask twice. I made his eyebrow cock when I lowered myself to my knees and I pulled off my crop top. My breast were squeezed together in my bra and pushed up to show cleavage. On my hands and knees, I crawled to him like a panther stalking its prey ready to pounce. He leaned back in the seat, his legs spread open ready to receive me. His eyes watched me with intrigue, his tongue swiping across his lips. He looked like the vision of lust, his pupils were blown; I could tell when I finally got up on him. I knelt between his legs placing my hands on his knees before I let them slide down his thighs.
I could tell by the rise and fall of his chest that his breathing was already starting to get laboured. My seductive crawl towards him had hardened his sex so that he was already bulging through his pants. I looked up in his eyes once more as I unzipped his pants and he lifted to pull them down. He looked like he had given in to desire yet he still had some kind of control over himself. He was disciplined well, but his eyes had gone black like a demon and his bangs hung in front of his face to shadow those already lustfully dark eyes. A victorious smile crept up on my face as I pulled him out of his underwear.
My hand moved slowly up and down his shaft, getting to know him. My thumb teased his head, spreading the small drips of juice that had already started to form on his tip. I played with his sensitive tip, teasing him, getting my own pay back because he purposely ignored me. My nipples had perked up and were protruding through my bra, my pussy was hot and dripping while I played with his meat. Pleasing a man was something I was magnificent at, I had men I hated trying to slide back in my dm's for that good good. I sucked souls out of dudes so they'd have no choice but to think about me every time they got head. I strived to be the best and so far I had never received a complaint.
His hums of approval spurred me on more. My tongue licked at his tip slow, I licked him like he was thick ice cream, I had to savor his taste. The flavor of his precum was bitter and had a slightly salty taste to it. His flesh was delectable, soft and now slick with your saliva. I engorged myself with his member bobbing my head back and forth while my hand jerked him off at the same time. I spread my saliva on his shaft while sucking hard enough to make echoing sucking sounds within the club. I heard him moan, his hand cupped my face helping me move faster on his dick. He threw his head back and shut his eyes tight while pleasure surged through his veins. I was stealing his energy but I wasn't ready to drain him of everything he had yet. My heat was melting as I did this, approval was satisfying to me and even more seeing his perfect face contorted in pleasure felt like I had turned my check into a checkmate against him.
His breathing was laboured and his panting filled my ears. His hips became impatient as he moved them to drive deeper in my mouth aiming to reach my throat. I coated him with layer after layer of saliva, lubricating him for myself despite my core being more than ready to receive him. I popped him out of my mouth and crawled my way up his body before I kissed his lips, allowing him to taste himself on me. He ate up my lips,
"Ready for a ride Eunhyuk?" I whispered in his ear.
He grabbed the back of my head, gripping hair and pulling me back a little. He grinned and said,
He latched his hands around my thighs and flipped me on my back in the booth seat. He grabbed at my panties, exposed because of my short skirt, and pushed them to the side. He took off his blazer and unbuttoned his shirt but left it on. He grinned as he came down towards me and placed my hands on either side of his open shirt. He came close to my lips looking in my eyes as he spoke to me, allowing me to breathe in each word.
"Hold on tight." he said.
He smiled evily and hooked his fingers in my panties he held onto them like they were reigns as he found my entrance and slid inside of me. Soft mewls escaped my lips as he pushed my walls open and then a short gasp came when he thursted hard inside of me. His hip moved quickly with even tempo but with the fierceness of a beast. He drove into me like he owned me, my breast bounced up and down as he fucked me like it was a sport, despite them being gathered in my bra. I yanked on his shirt yet his upper body didn't seem to move anymore than it already was. Wet slapping skin beat in my ears and my moans filled the empty club. I could hear him groan, breathing hard as he drove his rod into me. His sex was throbbing, the pulse alerting me to an on coming explosion that I was more than ready for.
He lifted my waist as he slowed his pace and drove himself in and out of me so my body could memorize his length. He curved and reached my spot but teased it with his slow pumping. I yanked on his shirt moaning for more.
"Eunhyuk. Eunhyuk." I moaned his code name.
The name must've been for his own benefit, the sound of me calling for him drove him deeper into ecstasy like it was a stage of insanity. He repeated his movements over and over again expecting a different result except that was exactly what he received. I yanked so hard on his shirt it almost ripped, my body experienced euphoric spasms that had me snapping my eyes open and mouth agape to release silent cries. My toes curled and he forced his hips in and out of me at a faster rate, my walls squeezing him so tight it was as if they intended to trap the appendage inside of me. He road my orgasm, making it last seconds longer than normal and then he yanked himself out of me in time to release his hot ribbons on my stomach, painting a perfect mess of juices from our very taboo collision.
He leaned down and kissed me, entrapping my lips with his. His tongue slithered in my mouth creating a battle of dominance in which we came to a stalemate. My heart raced, the world felt hazy and it took a moment for me to come down. I wanted to do it again though, I wondered would he be willing to break the rules with me once more. As we got dressed and cleaned ourselves and I finally locked up, Eunhyuk stopped me outside the club and handed me his card.
"Incase you ever want to hook up again." He grinned.
I chuckled and stuck the card in my bra, with a smirk of my own I said,
"You read my mind."
He gave you a two finger salut as he walked away and all you could think about was the next time you'd get to crawl on your knees for him.