You were nervous. You weren’t sure of what to do, how to act. What the heck. We’re friends. “Are you okay?” You heard his deep voice pierce your brain that was all in a jumble. You looked up at him slowly and raised an eyebrow. He smiled down at you. You heart began pounding against your chest as you continued to airbrush a few areas on his stomach.
You were friends with the Happy Virus Park Chanyeol and you happened to be the stylist/make up artist for this particular shoot. This was the first time you actually got to work with him and out of all the shoots he’s ever done, it had to be this concept. Sexy, masculine, and chic. “Okay.. just a few more on this side and then we’re done.” You said as you scrunched your eyebrows to get the right highlights on his stomach. Chanyeol stood there looking down at you as you did your work. “I can’t believe I have to be airbrushed this much…” He said with a sigh. You stood up and looked at his body. It was pure perfection. You scanned your work of art. “Don’t worry, EVERYONE has to be airbrushed and made up.” You reassured him. He gave you a half smile.
You took out his long hair that was tied in a pony tail and began to fix it. It fell in front of his eyes and onto his shoulders. You ran your fingers through his hair and tousled it. He was so sexy it wasn’t even funny. His eyes were fixed on you as you did the finishing touches. Your eyes caught his for a split second but you looked away quickly. You backed up and looked at him with awe. “Chanyeol, you look so good.” You said as you crossed your arms. “Really? You think so?” He bit his lip and widened his eyes. How can someone look so sexy, yet cute at the same time? You nodded and noticed a piece of hair sticking out next to his ear. “Let me get that..” You moved towards him and raised both arms to reach that piece of stubborn hair. Chanyeol leaned back against the dressing room table. Your body angled towards him and with that, you found yourself pressing against him, trying to fix that one strand of hair. His hand weaved around you and touched the small of your back, holding you against him. “Ram” He whispered. But before you could respond, you heard a knock on the door of the dressing room which startled you both. You jumped up and out of his light embrace and turned to see who it was. It was the photographer and some other staff letting Chanyeol know they were ready for him. He smiled at you before making his way to the set.
You stood there behind the scenes, watching Chanyeol do his shoot. You couldn’t believe that that was the same boy you were friends with. The same smiley faced, loud talking, crazy laughing, derpy looking, voice that doesn’t match the face, friend that you have known for years. You were seeing him in another light. He was a man to you now and all he gave off was pure sex. Your mouth began to dry up just looking at him. One of the staff members standing next to you began talking to you but you weren’t paying attention. All you saw was him. Nothing else in that room mattered, except him. You couldn’t take all the emotions you were feeling so you decided to leave the set and head back to the dressing room.
You shut the door behind you and pressed your back to it. What is this? You thought as you placed your hand to your chest. The light knock on the door made you jump. “Oppa, they need you.” One of the staff members said while peeking her head into the doorway. You remembered you had a job to do and you couldn’t just walk out of the set like that. “Right.” You said breathlessly as you scurried back to the set. You saw Chanyeol pacing back and forth with his mouth closed and cheeks puffed out. He noticed you and gave you a big cheesy smile. You walked towards him and began to adjust his clothes and fix his hair. “Where’d you go?” He said in a low voice. “Oh.. I forgot something in the dressing room.” You lied. The photographer was ready once again and Chanyeol continued with his shoot. As you watched Chanyeol, all these inappropriate thoughts flooded your mind. You wanted to touch him. You wanted to kiss him. He looked so damn desirable and delicious. But this was your friend! You couldn’t possibly… could you?
Almost an hour passed and the photographer wrapped up the shoot. Chanyeol stayed back and thanked everyone, giving courteous bows and saying they’ve worked hard. You returned to the dressing room to gather your belongings. “You’re leaving already?” You heard him say as he shut the door and locked it. You turned around as he stood there with his jacket still on his shoulders. Your heart raced. The sight of this towering god before you made you lose all your senses He watched you with burning eyes as you made your way over to him. Your hands gripped the top of his jacket and you removed it slowly, throwing it on the nearest chair. You felt the heat of his body as you stood so close to him. He looked down at you with a fire in his eyes. His chest rising and dropping at a steady pace. You started to walk backwards slowly and he followed you eagerly until you bumped into the dressing room table. You felt his strong hands grip your waist and lift you effortlessly onto the table. You spread your legs so that he could settled in between them. The two of you were at eye level, gazing into an unknown territory. You placed your hands on his shoulders and pulled him close to you, your faces just inches away. Your mouth parted sensually exposing your glistening tongue and that was all it took. Chanyeol grabbed the back of your head and pulled you in for the most passionate kiss you’ve ever had in your life. His mouth opened wide and closed against yours so slowly it sent goosebumps all over your body. His head turned at angle working every part of your mouth. You gripped onto his hair as his tongue worked its magic.
“Chanyeol.” You said breathlessly as he attacked your neck. Your fingers still locked in his hair and your hands gripping his head. “Mmmmmmmm?” He moaned into your neck. His warm body still pressed against yours. “Is this…” He kissed your lips “Can we…” He kissed them again. You couldn’t finish your sentences. His hands were now touching your bulge. “Is this wrong?” You managed to say. It came out as a moan. He bit your bottom lip. “I want you… ” His voice was deep and sexy. “I want you so bad.”
You wrapped your legs around him as he carried you to the couch. You kissed each other frantically as he stumbled and fell backwards onto it with you landing on top of him. “Ahh!” He hissed through his teeth. He started to sit up but you put your hand to his chest and pushed him back down. You sat on him, legs on either side and looked down at him.. He was hardening beneath you and boy could you feel it. You rolled your hips to tease him a bit and he let out a moan. He placed his hands on your thighs while giving you the most dirty look. “Ride me.” He said while licking his lips. You shot him a sexy smirk as you unzipped your pants and removed them completely. Your eyes not once leaving his as you began to unzip his pants. You lifted your weight so that he could pull his pants off completely. You took off your shirt which left you in your boxers. His eyes scanned your body, his member beneath you, ready to be touched. “Ride me..” He said again desperately. Chanyeol threw his head back as you pulled out his throbbing member. You removed your boxers before positioning him at your entrance and slowly sunk down onto him. Your moans echoed throughout the dressing room and once you were adjusted to his length, you began to roll your hips and ride him like he wanted.
Chanyeol stared at your lust filled face. You shut your eyes and bit your lip as you worked his lower body. You did him good. He put a hand to your cheek and you turned your head to nuzzle it. His fingers tracing your lips as you continued to move on him. You took a finger into your mouth and sucked on it. Chanyeol’s mouth opened wide at the sight of this. “Just like that…” He said as you rode him slowly. You held onto his head as the two of you reached your climax. He fell back onto the couch with you on top of him, breathing heavily against his rising chest. “That was.. amazing.” He said as he stared at the ceiling. One of his arms sprawled across his forehead. You traced the contours of his chest with your fingers while snuggling close to him. “I hope we get to work with each other more often..” You said as you pecked him on the cheek.