Stuck

Of course it's fucking raining.

Of fucking course.

You hated your job working in late night food delivery, but it helped pay the bills. It was close to midnight and this was probably going to be your last delivery if it didn’t stop raining.

Who wants to drive around a delivery scooter in the rain? Not you. Yeah, you're wearing a huge rain coat but it didn’t help keep the rain off your face when driving around. Mom was right, you should’ve bought those dumb fucking goggles for nights like tonight.

The fried chicken restaurant you were picking the order up from smelled incredible. Definitely going to come back here and get something after dropping this off. You grab the order off the counter and then look at your phone to see where you were supposed to take it.

Starship Entertainment Headquarters Floor 7

WHAT?

You read it again.

Starship Entertainment Headquarters Floor 7

That’s IVE’s company. What if they placed the order? They have a World Tour coming up, they might be there this late.

Your brain is going a million miles a minute as you stand there in the restaurant with the bag of chicken in your hand.

There’s no one else that would be in that building this late working, right? What if you actually get to meet Leeseo, your bias, even though you always act like you’re not into K-Pop at all. What do you even say to her when you hand her a bag of fried chicken? She’ll think you look like shit, you have helmet hair. You’re all wet too, she wouldn’t even give you the time of day.

“Sir?”

But what if she does say something to you? What then? God she’s so fucking hot. That ass? NEED NEED NEED that. The things you would do to be that lucky. Hey, you might be lucky enough to see it in person if it is her food. What if you pass out from that? You’ll look like an idiot. Or she’ll help you out after you faint and ask if you want to stay for a bit until you feel better. And then that could lead to who knows what?

Your mind then goes to 50 different dream scenarios you’ve read from fanfics.

“Sir, is something wrong?” It’s the manager of the restaurant. He’s made his way over to check on you since you’re just standing in the middle of the dining area. The question breaks you out of your frantic daydreaming.

“What?” You look around realizing everyone in the restaurant is now looking at you.

“Did we forget something in your order sir? Is that why you’re just standing here in the middle of the restaurant?”

You look down at the bag in your hand as you land back into reality. “Oh. Uhhhh… no, you didn’t forget anything. Sorry… I… I was just seeing where I needed to take this, I didn’t want to do that out in the rain.”

“Completely understandable sir.”

“Uhhh… how late are you guys open?” you say, trying to change the subject as quickly as possible.

“3am.”

“Awesome, I’ll definitely be back after I drop this off. It smells too good and it’s making me hungry. Sorry again for freaking you out.”

“No problem at all sir. Looking forward to seeing you back here soon. Stay dry!”

You walk towards the door, realizing as you walk that daydreaming about Leeseo has made you rock hard. So yes, you were standing there in the middle of the restaurant fantasizing about Leeseo with a huge bulge in your pants. That’s probably why everyone was staring at you. Why are you so fucking weird and plan out fake scenarios in your head all of the fucking time? Your friends are right, you are like Ross Geller and Ted Mosby. BLAH, why can’t you just be normal?

Back out in the rain again, you put the food in the insulated box on the tail of your scooter and put your helmet back on before making your way to Starship. Thankfully there was hardly any traffic this late at night, but the weather was taking a turn for the worse. The rain had turned into a downpour and the lightning had become almost nonstop. It wasn’t supposed to storm THIS BAD, was it?

As you pull up to the headquarters of Starship Entertainment, you hope that maybe they might let you stay in the lobby until the storm passes. It would not be smart to go back out there in these conditions. Plus, you were sick of being drenched. Even if waiting in the lobby meant delaying getting some of that fried chicken for yourself, it was worth it to stay dry. At least it’s open until three, storm should be long gone by then. You park your scooter underneath the building’s overhang, grab the bag of food, and go inside.

Strangely enough, the receptionist is the only person in the lobby, there’s not even security. It is pretty late.

The receptionist looks up from her computer, “Hey, how can I help you tonight? Here to deliver something?”

“Yeah.” You hold the bag of fried chicken out. “I have a food delivery for someone on the 7th floor.”

“Oh, well we usually have runners take food up but since I’m the only one down here tonight, you can take it up there yourself.” She’s only paying half attention to you as she goes back to looking at her computer.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I can trust you to not do anything stupid right?”

“Of course,” you say with absolutely zero confidence.

“Well, just take that elevator over there.” She half-heartedly points to the lone elevator at the far end of the lobby. “There should be a desk right when you exit the elevator onto the 7th floor you can put the food on. I’ll call up so they know you’re coming.”

“Who is they?” you word vomit out. You shouldn’t be asking that, who cares? Just do your job.

She looks up from her computer with a quizzical look on her face, “Does it matter? Just take the food up there.”

The lights flicker thanks to the storm outside.

“You’re uh… you’re right, it doesn’t. I’ll go… uhh… I’ll go do that now.” You’re so fucking awkward.

The doors to the elevator immediately open when you press the button to call it. You walk in and just as you’re about to press the button for the 7th floor you hear a voice, a cute voice, call out.

“Wait wait wait, please hold the elevator.”

You stick your arm out to keep the doors from closing as the person with the cute voice rushes in.

It’s Wonyoung.

THE JANG WONYOUNG. She has her hair up in a messy bun and is wearing a plain white t-shirt with jeans.

You feel your brain go into meltdown as the realization sets in. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK?. That’s THE Wonyoung, in the flesh and she’s now in the same elevator as you.

She looks at you and gives you a polite smile. “Thanks for holding the door.”

“YUP, NO PROBLEM,” you say way too loud. So fucking awkward, just one time can you not be awkward? You press the button for the 7th floor. “What floor are you going to?” your voice cracks halfway through. WHY GOD, why?

“I’m going to the 7th as well. What are you here for?”

The doors close and the elevator begins its ascent.

“Here to deliver some fried chicken to someone.” You hold the bag out to show her. Why are you holding the bag out like you’re some kid at show and tell? She can clearly see it already.

Wonyoung gives you an awkward smile like she’s cringing at what you’ve just done, looking you up and down. That’s when you realize you’re still wearing your helmet and huge rain jacket. You’re drenched and in the process of leaving a puddle on the elevator floor from all the raindrops falling off of you. She has to think you look absolutely ridiculous. It just keeps getting worse, doesn’t it?

She holds back a laugh as you feel your cheeks redden. You can’t help but to quickly look at her from head to toe in return. She’s even more gorgeous in real life. When your eyes reach her t-shirt, you can see the shirt is actually a little see-through. Is that her black bra that you’re seeing? Are you actually seeing Wonyoung’s bra right now that’s holding her tits? HER TITS?

Wonyoung folds her arms, covering her chest.

That’s when the lights in the elevator go out and it comes to a sudden stop.

 “Woaaaahhh” you hold your arms out to maintain your balance and slowly brace yourself against a corner of the elevator.

It’s pitch black.

“You okay?” you ask her since she didn’t appear to react at all to it.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she replies back like it’s something she’s used to happening. Did you just see two glowing red eyes from where her voice was coming from? There’s no way, your eyes must be playing tricks on you.

The backup service lights flicker on. Wonyoung is in the same exact spot with her arms still crossed over her chest, she hasn’t moved at all. What the fuck? How is she not phased at all? Does this really happen that often here?

“I guess the storm caused the power to go out,” you say.

“Yup,” she says, still not moving.

“Thinking we just sit here until it comes back on or someone helps us, right?”

“Yup.”

“Well, if you need anything, you just let me know, I’ll be right over here,” you joke, or at least try to, as you wink at her and do a finger gun gesture.

She just gives you silence back.

You gave her finger guns? In 2026? Really? Who are you trying to be, Peter fucking Parker from Spider-Man 3? She’s arguably the biggest celebrity in the country and she’s stuck in here with you, a random delivery guy. Anyone would do anything to trade places with you right now. And what do you do in this situation? Awkward jokes and finger guns. Yeah, you are the biggest loser in the world. Just get as far away from her as you can and stay there, you’ve done enough.

You see her face cringe as you go sit in the corner.

Time goes by and it’s getting hotter and hotter as you sit in the silence. Whether it’s because there’s no air circulation or you’re feeling more and more stressed out in your own thoughts, who’s to say? You can feel yourself start to sweat.

Wonyoung on the other hand, is as cool as a cucumber, looking exactly the same as when you held the elevator door open for her. She’s hasn’t broken a sweat, she looks so unbothered about it all.

You finally take off your helmet and rain jacket to hopefully start to cool off. You put the jacket behind you to use as a makeshift cushion against the elevator wall. Well at least there’s food in case you’re in here for a long long time. But then again, you’re kind of hungry now. You shouldn’t eat someone else’s food though, that would be fucked up. What if it is Leeseo’s food? She’d hate you forever, can’t have that happen.

Wonyoung’s stoic demeanor breaks. She’s staring at you now. Is there something on your face or something? Her breathing has changed, becoming a little labored as she starts to fidget with her hands.

Should you ask if she wants some food? You’ve been in here for a while now, she might be hungry after smelling the  fried chicken the whole time.

“Hey, you good? Do you want some of this fried chicken? Don’t think we’re getting out of here anytime soon, someone should eat it before it gets cold. Shall we?” Shall we? Can you even speak normally? You swear you see her eyes briefly turn red. Are you good?

“No, I’m good… I mean… I mean I’m hungry, but I don’t eat stuff like that.”

“You don’t eat stuff like what? Fried chicken? Are you gluten-free or something?”

Looking down at her jittery hands she says, “No, I’m not. I just don’t eat human food.” Her eyes go wide as she realizes what she just said, she slaps a hand over her mouth trying to keep the words from escaping.

“What do you mean human food?” For once  you’re not the awkward one, finally.

“I… ummmmm… listen….”

Her eyes are boring into your neck.

“Are… are you sure you’re okay.”

“Ummm… yeah, I’m su–“

Her irises turn red.

“No I’m not. I don’t know… I don’t know how to tell you what’s wrong.”

What the fuck is going on? “You can tell me, no judgement here, can’t be any weirder or more awkward than I’ve been during the short time you’ve known me.” You nervously laugh.

“Well… I’m… I’m… umm….” Her eyes are still on your neck.

“Go on, It’s okay.”

“I’M A VAMPIRE!” she blurts out to just get it over with.

WHAT…

THE…

FUCK?

“Uhhhhhhh… what?”

“I knew you’d judge me, liar.”

“No no no no, I’m not I swear. I just want to make sure I’m hearing you correctly, you’re saying you are a vampire, like a blah blah blah vampire?”

Wonyoung laughs. “We don’t say blah blah blah. But yes… I am… a vampire.” Her eyes still haven’t moved away from your neck.

“Is that why you’ve been staring at my neck ever since I took my jacket off?”

“Yeah.” She partially crosses her arms like she’s shy about it. “With it getting hotter and hotter in here, I heard your pulse getting faster and faster. Ever since you took your jacket off, I’ve had to control myself giving into my urges.”

“Your urges? You want to eat me?” You’re so fucked.

“No no no no. Well, my DNA does, sure. But do I, no. I haven’t eaten anyone in ages, I just feed on animals, I’m what some of my kind call a vegetarian vampire,” she jokes.

“But that’s still meat.”

“Yeah, but it’s not human. Animals are basically our form of veggies.”

You’re just bewildered by it all. “You said you haven’t eaten anyone in ages. That means you have eaten someone before, right?”

“Not eaten eaten, I’ve just drank a little from some people before because it was an emergency. They didn’t die or anything.”

“An emergency? An emergency like the one we’re in right now? The emergency we’re we’ve been stuck in this elevator and will be stuck in for the foreseeable future?”

“Yes… this would be classified as one of those emergencies. I haven’t fed on anything today. Even though I only feed once every day or two, with us practicing so hard today for the tour, it’s made me really really hungry.”

What the fuck do you do? “So, what choices do I have here? I would rather not get eaten tonight.”

“Wellllll… there’s two options. You can choose to wait it out and see how long it takes for the elevator to work again. But, if you do choose that, there will be a point where I won’t be able to restrain myself and I’m not going to be able to control what happens to you.”

Don’t think that’s one to go with no matter what the second option is, you can’t risk her being a vampire like the ones from 30 Days of Night. “What’s behind door number two?”

“Behind door number two is you letting me just take a quick nibble at your neck to hold me over until we get out of here,” she nervously laughs.

“A quick nibble…” you say as you do air quotes.

“Yeah, it’ll only hurt a little, I promise. You’ll feel some things afterwards, but I promise I’ll make it worth your while.” She winks and gives you finger guns.

Finger guns. Why is she so cute when she does it but when you do it, you’re an awkward loser? To be fair she’s probably cute doing anything, just look at her.

Wonyoung’s cheeks redden.

“Well… I… I think I’m going to go with option number two. I’ve seen so many vampire movies, so many that I don’t want to find out what happens if your urges take over.”

“Those movies aren’t necessarily accurate silly,” she giggles as approaches you in the corner, “but I think you’re making the right choice. If you want to go ahead and get it over with, which I’m guessing you do, I think it’ll be better if you stand up.”

Nervously you stand up, you’re really sweating now. It’s so hot in here and no it’s not just Wonyoung making it that way, definitely not. You’re about to get bitten by a vampire, a stupidly hot vampire, who wouldn’t be stressed the fuck out? You take a few deep breaths as you notice her start to blush even more as the space between you closes.

You’re now practically face to face. “Alright, I’m ready to do this, just a quick nibble right and you promise it won’t hurt that much?”

She looks into your eyes, her irises still red, “It’ll last only a minute and I promise you it won’t hurt that much. Like I said, you’ll feel some things afterwards, but I swear it won’t be bad. You really are the best for doing something like this for me, it means a lot.”

 You briefly catch her look down at your lips and then back to your eyes. “Yeah, no prob–”

Wonyoung kisses you, quick and hard, the kiss ending before you can even process it.

“What… what… what… was that for? I was expecting you to bite my neck, not kiss me. Even though…. I’m… I’m not against it, like at all… I mean… I mean obviously. But still… what… why?” you stammer and feel your face turn bright red.

HOLY FUCK, WHAT IS YOUR LIFE? This is awesome, crazy, but awesome. Her lips are so fucking soft.

“I told you I’d make it worth your while,” she says smiling. “Plus being like this makes me feel other things too… not just hunger.” She bites her lip.

What does that mean?

“You know, you are kind of cute.” Wonyoung runs her hands up your arms and then cradles your face.

The way she’s looking at you with her doe eyes makes the words catch in your throat. “Me… me… I’m… cute? You think I’m cure? What?” Is this real?

“Yeah it… you are.” She kisses you again the same way. Your brain once again can’t process what the fuck is going on. “Just making sure, this is what you want to do, right?”

“I… uhhhh… I’m sure… yes… let’s do… let’s do this… I’m ready.”

She laughs, “You’re adorable when you’re frazzled. Well then, this will only take a sec, okay? If you want to stop at any point, just let me know. Okay?”

“Will do.” Just breathe. Don’t freak out. You have a super hot girl that yes, wants to suck your blood. But she is super hot and she’s already kissed you twice and she said she’d make it worth your while. Fuck it, the risk is worth it. Just breathe, it’ll be over before you know it.

Wonyoung runs one of her hands down the side of your neck, resting it on your shoulder, her other hand now cups the back of your head.

Just breathe.

She tilts your head to the side.

Breathe.

You close your eyes waiting for the inevitable. You feel her come close, feel her breath against your neck, before she gives a small kiss to the side of it.

That feels nice, wait, JUST GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY.

Before you know it, you feel two sharp points puncture your neck.

That’s not so bad, it only feels like getting a shot.

A euphoric warmth starts to envelope you starting from your neck, it’s melting your tensions away, your stress away, your sadness away as the skin tingling blooms out all over your body.

It’s so relaxing…

It’s so comforting…

It feels like you’re being truly loved for the first time.

Please don’t stop.

Please don’t let this feeling stop.

You want her.

You want to be hers.

You need to be with her forever.

You instinctively reach out and grip the hips of her hourglass figure. God, she feels so good.

“Fuck,” you can’t help but whisper.

 You pull her in closer.

She lets out a small moan into the crook of your neck and then you feel the two points of pain on your neck disappear as she pulls away. But, the warmth, the feeling of bliss, the feeling of NEEDING her stays.

“Well, that wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be,” you joke, taking a second to realize you’re still gripping her hips. You start to let go, but then Wonyoung grabs your wrist, keeping your hands in place.

“I don’t want you to let go. And yeah, I told you it wasn’t going to be that bad. The only thing that does happen is that your deepest emotions get amplified and all of your inhibitions go away. I think I can tell what those were by how you’re holding me right now. I’m glad you feel that way, really glad,” she says laughing. “Like I said, it makes me feel things too.” Feel things, like what? Wait… oh. No way no way no fucking way.

She looks up at you, her irises are still red and you get a glimpse of her fangs before they shrink back to normal sized teeth. Somehow there’s no blood on her mouth. Guess real life vampires clean up after they feed, maybe she is telling the truth and they aren’t anything like the ones in movies.

Wonyoung smiles. “I told you we’re not.”

What? “What?”

“I told you, we’re not anything like the movies.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“No, I didn’t, I just thought… wait…”

“Uhhhhh…”

“Can you read my mind or something, is that why you thought I said that?”

“Ummmm… well…”

“Can you?”

“Ughhhhh… fine… yes. Yes, I can, okay?”

“So, you’ve heard everything I’ve thought since we entered this elevator?” Oh no.

“Yes.”

Your face is the reddest it’s ever been. “Everything including what I was thinking about before the power went out... when I was thinking about your–”

“Tits? Yeah, I heard that,” she looks at them, “I mean they are pretty nice so I can’t really blame you.” You can’t help but look too. Yeah, they are nice, wish you cou– wait, she can hear this right now. Fuck.

She giggles, “Yeah, I can hear that. Don’t worry about it, listen I’m sorry I heard everything you thought, but it’s also kind of hard when your mind doesn’t shut the fuck up.”

“Yeah, it really doesn’t. Always been like that, never been able to make it stop,” you laugh along with her.

“I do want you to finish that thought though.”

“Which thought?”

“About my tits. How you wish you could…” She pulls you closer, staring deeply into your eyes.

“Oh that… I wish… uhhh… I wish I could…”

Wonyoung lightly drags her nails across your forearms. “Just say it.” She smirks.

“I wish I could... I wish I could suck on them.”

She immediately reaches down the front of her shirt with both hands, grabbing the bottom hem of it and slowly lifts it up…

…up past her midsection…

…up to her bra, that her fingers also hook under…

…and drags both her shirt and bra up to her neck, making her surprisingly large full tits drop. Then she squeezes them together with her forearms as she holds her shirt and bra up. There’re not enough adjectives to describe those, FUCK.

“I know I know. Well go ahead then. Suck on them.” Wonyoung pokes her chest out.

“Those are better than I imagined. Fuck me.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

“Wait wha–” Wonyoung grabs the back of your head before you can think on what she just implied and pulls you into one of her tits. You reflexively open your mouth and latch onto her nipple.

You’re squeezed into her tit, it’s so soft. You start to suck and move your tongue around her hard peak. This is the best thing that you’ve ever tasted in your life.

“Is it now? Unnf… fuck. That feels… that feels so fucking good.”

You keep sucking and sucking. She’s moaning more and more. She’s giving you a scalp massage with her hands, running her fingers all through your hair. It feels unreal.

You reach up and squeeze her other boob.

“FUUUUUUCCCCCK yes.”

You suck so hard and pull your mouth away with a… POP. “You’re so fucking hot and taste so fucking good. Now we can’t leave the other one out, can we?” You switch it up and start sucking the other one.

“You’re so… fuck… good at that, you sure you’re not… oh my god… a vampire with how good you are at sucking?”

You laugh into the soft flesh in your mouth at how bad of a joke that was before getting back to the business at hand.

Wonyoung’s hands start exploring your body, going down your back, around your ribs, down your stomach, then lower.

Fuck.

“Yeah? Look at you, you’re soooooo hard for me.” Wonyoung rubs your bulge with her hands.

Oh my fucking god. “Mmmmmmmmph!”

“Does that feel good? You like my hands rubbing your hard cock through your jeans?”

The way her hands are making you feel is too much, you can’t help but stop sucking and pull your mouth away. “It feels fucking incredible. FUCK.”

“I think I know of a way to make it feel even better.” She gives you a peck and then drops to her knees. Wonyoung then fully takes off her top and bra, leaving her naked from the waist up.

You can’t help but stare.

“Well don’t just stand there, take your shirt off too, things are about to get a little messy.” She starts undoing your jeans.

You take off your shirt and toss it to the side, Wonyoung immediately stops and looks at your body. “Well fuck, workout much?”

“Just got out of the military not too long ago, so yeah, I do,” you shyly respond back, partially crossing your arms.

Wonyoung spends a second taking the shirtless you in before undoing your jeans. She hooks her fingers into the waist band of your briefs and slides both them and your jeans down at the same time.

All the way down.

You hard cock springs out, almost hitting her in the face. “Woah there, watch where you put that… wow. You’re… you’re so fucking big. I mean look at this.” Without any warning she grabs a hold of the base and tilts her head so her face is right next to it. “Your fucking cock is bigger than my face, like what the fuck?”

“Uhhhh… thanks… I guess?”

Wonyoung laughs, “Yes, it’s a compliment. I can’t wait to see how much I can fit in my mouth. I have 350 years of experience so I think I can fit all of it. You ready?”

“350 years? What?”

“Yeah, I’m a vampire remember? I’ve been one for a very very long time.”

“Wow, uh… yeah… I guess I’m ready.”

She licks just the tip, you’re already leaking. “Oh yeah, you really do taste good.”

Glad she didn’t say that after she got done feeding on your neck.

Her tongue circles around the head of your cock before she sinks down the length of your shaft. The warmth of her mouth is insane as she takes you deeper and deeper. You feel yourself slowly go down her throat, all the way down until her lips meet the base of your cock. She then takes you all the way back out.

So much saliva coats your cock and her lips, it’s so sloppy.

She takes a deep breath. “First try. Like I said, I have experience.” Wonyoung smirks and then sinks back down.

She bobs her head non-stop, moving up and down your shaft. You feel the tightness of her throat every time she takes you to the hilt.

Gluck…

Gluck…

She’s so focused.

Gluck…

Gluck…

The amount of spit is growing and it’s getting thicker. It runs down her chin and in-between her tits. You start moaning.

Gluck…

Gluck…

Gluck…

Wonyoung smothers the spit all over her chest, her large tits now glistening like they’re oiled up.

Gluck…

Gluck…

Gluck…

Gluck…

She takes you all the way in and holds you there, looking up at you with her red irised eyes as you see a little strain at the edges. It’s so hard not to let it all go right now.

“Wonyoung…”

Gluck..

“I think.. I think…”

Gluck…

“I think I’m going to cum if you don’t stop.”

She stops as soon as you finish speaking. “We can’t have that yet, can we? You still need to fuck me.” Wonyoung quickly sucks one of your balls into her mouth and rolls her tongue over it before releasing it. She stands up and goes in for a deeper kiss. You kiss her back passionately, your tongues intertwine, her chest presses into yours.

Your hands run down her sides and then to her ass. Her voluptuous round ass. You give it a hard squeeze and Wonyoung moans into your mouth.

She pulls back, “Let me give you a better look at that, it’s not fair to you that you’re the only fully naked one here right now.” She teasingly skirts her hand up your shaft as she turns around. Wonyoung undoes her jeans and bends over as she slides them down along with the black lace thong she apparently had on, a couple of strings of her wetness following them down.

The view in front of you might be the best thing you’ve ever seen in your life. Her ass is amazing, it’s so big and cheeky. You already knew that from that one fan cam, yes, the one everyone knows with the part where it’s just her simply walking away from the cam. But to see it in person and completely bare literally takes your breath away.

“Fuck, you are stunning.”

“You think so? Go on and give it a feel now.”

You reach out and cup a cheek. It’s so soft as you squeeze it.

“There you go.” She smirks, slowly backing up until her ass is square against your dick. She slowly starts to grind against it, your cock getting lost in between her cheeks. Wonyoung leans back and turns her head. “Doesn’t that feel soooooo good?”

“Yes… it… mmmm... fuck… your ass is ridiculous.”

She giggles and then kisses you, it slowly turns into a full-fledged make out. Lost in the moment, your hands wander all over her body, one hand grabs onto one of her tits while the other hand slowly makes it way down lower and lower until your hand is between her legs. Spreading her legs, she welcomes your fingers into her folds. She’s soaked.

“Fuck,” she whispers.

Your fingers learn every inch, finding exactly which spots make her knees weak. Then, you focus solely on her clit, circling around it with two of your fingers. Wonyoung gasps in your ear. That’s all you need to hear to keep the same pace and pressure. Her hands grip onto your forearm.

“Right fucking… there… don’t stop… PLEASE DON’T STOP.”

You don’t. Wonyoung’s knees start to give way, you throw your other arm around her stomach to keep her up, your fingers still circling at the same pace.

She starts to shake.

Her breath becomes shallower.

You don’t stop.

Wonyoung arches her back, her nails dig into your forearm.

“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK… OH MY GOOOOOOODDD.” She shrieks. Your hand gets drenched. You hold her as she goes through the aftershocks, giving her light kisses on her neck.

“You’re so fucking hot,” you whisper in her ear.

“God… you… fuck… what the fuck… you’re fingers… how… what… you’re amazing.”

“Well thank you,” you smile.

Wonyoung turns around to face you, still in your arms, “No no no, thank you,” she lets out a quick laugh and gives you a gentle kiss. You feel her reach down and grab a hold of your length, looking into your eyes. “You know we’re not done here yet, right?”

“That’s what I was hoping you’d say.” You give her a kiss.

“Only thing is, I’m a little worn out thanks to you, so you’re going to have to do most of the work, is that okay?” she laughs as she asks.

“Of course that’s okay.”

“Also, I’m pretty durable so don’t be too afraid to be a little rough with me, I like it like that,” she gives your shaft a squeeze.

You can’t wait any longer, you need to be inside her and you know exactly how you want her. Gripping her hips you turn her around and move her towards the elevator wall. You need to see that ass as you fuck her, you are an ass guy after all.

“I kind of figured.” Wonyoung laughs, she knows exactly how you want her as she presses herself up against the elevator wall, placing her hands on the wall next to her head. She pokes that round ass of hers out.

SMACK.

Your hand connects with her ass, her cheek ripples.

“FUCK, do that again.”

SMACK.

“AGAIN.”

SMACK. SMACK. You grab her ass after the last spank.

“FUCK YES.”

Your cock is aching but there’s one more thing you want to do, no, NEED to do before you remedy it.

You have to taste her.

Quickly, you drop to your knees and dive your face in between her legs from behind. You tongue goes straight into her wet heat.

You hear her hands slap the elevator wall. “Oh my god, fuck. That feels so good.”

You move your tongue through her folds.

“Fuck… I… you’re so… fucking… nghhhh… your tongue. FUCK. I need you inside me. I need you inside me right now. JUST FUCK ME ALREADY PLEASE. FUCK.”

Can’t keep her waiting any longer.

“No, you really can’t!”

You run your tongue along her folds to get one last taste of her sweet nectar, thinking you could spend forever in between her legs.

You stand back up, grab a hold of your shaft with one hand and line yourself up behind her. You put your other hand on the curve of her waist. You spit on your dick and coat it with your hand before slowly working the tip against her folds.

Wonyoung lets out a whiny moan. “Please just stick it in already. I want that big fucking cock to stretch me out so bad, right fucking now.”

Slowly, you slide your cock between her puffy swollen folds and into her core. It’s the tightest, warmest, wettest pussy you’ve ever felt in your life. It’s gets tougher and tougher to not cum as you sink in inch by inch until you bottom out inside her. You now have both hands on the curves of her waist to steady yourself as you see her try to grip whatever she can on the elevator wall.

“FUCK,” you both say at the same time.

 “You’re so fucking tight.”

“And you’re so big… and thick… fuck.”

You slowly start to move your hips back and forth.

“Faster,” she whines.

PLAP… the sound of your hips hitting her ass as you sink all the way in. You pick up the pace.

PLAP… PLAP… PLAP… PLAP…

“That’s it… that’s the spot… keep… keep fucking going.”

PLAP... PLAP... PLAP... PLAP... PLAP...

Wonyoung’s hands slide down the wall of the elevator as her face is still pressed against it. She reaches back and spreads her ass open, allowing you to go even deeper.

“YESSSSSS. Fuck yes, you’re so fucking deep.” She lets out a loud moan that’s muffled by the elevator wall.

It’s the biggest struggle to maintain the tempo while she rhythmically squeezes down on your cock.

Her ass ripples with every stroke.

You watch yourself slide in and out of her, seeing your cock covered in her.

You reach around to her bouncing tits and grab them, pinching her nipples.

“FUUCKKK.”

You’re close, you can’t hold on much longer. You put one hand back on the curve of her hip and reach around to her clit with the other.

Wonyoung lets out a loud whine. “OH MY GODDDD.” Your fingers circle her clit at the same pace as before while you’re going in and out of her.

It’s euphoria.

“I’m close,” you both say at the same time. You briefly stop as you both laugh.

“Where do you want me to cum?”

She back her ass up to signal that she’s ready for it. “Inside me, PLEASE. Fill me up, it’s fine, don’t need to worry about anything. Nothing like that can happen.”

How can she be this perfect. She’s so fucking hot. You grab a hold of her waist and fuck her as hard as you possibly can. She’s clawing at the wall as she’s letting out whatever sounds she can muster. The more you go in and out of her, the more you press your body closer and closer into hers, squeezing her against the wall. The pressure in your core is right on the edge as you bend down and kiss her neck before lightly sucking on it.

“HOLY FUCK… THAT’S SO FUCKING HOT! You’re going to make me fucking… fucking cum.”

You keep sucking on her neck as you feel her pussy clench down on your cock. Wonyoung lets out a screaming moan, slamming her hands against the wall. The pressure in your core dissipates and you erupt into her, emptying everything you have deep inside her.

“Fuck yes…” trying to catch her breath, “please fill me up, fill me with your hot cum.”

You moan into her ear as the last drops leave you.

There’re a few moments of silence as both of you catch your breath, you holding her in your arms.

“Fuck… I don’t know… I don’t know what to say.” You really don’t know what to say.

“Wow, just wow,” a small laugh escapes Wonyoung’s lips.

“Yeah, wow,” laughing as well, “I don’t know if I can stand anymore.”

“I don’t know if I can either, wait, what are you doi–.”

You slowly sink to the ground, dragging her down with her because you don’t want to let her go. “There problem solved.”

“I guess so,” she laughs.

Both of you are absolutely spent but you don’t want to let her go, you don’t ever want to let her go. “I’m fine with just chilling like this forever, or at least until the power comes back on.”

“We can do that, just sit here until the power comes back on, doesn’t seem like it’ll come on anytime soon, we can also be like this forever too if you want.”

“What do you mean we can stay like this forever?”

“Did I say that?”

“You did.”

“You sure about that? Maybe you have the power to read thoughts like me,” she jokes.

You laugh, “I definitely do not, my life would be a lot easier if I did have that ability. But yes, you did say that.”

Still in your embrace, she turns her head to look at you, “Well then, I guess I did. I guess me being cum drunk causes me to throw my filter out the window. But to answer your question yes, we could be like this forever, if you wanted. Not naked in an elevator forever, of course, but yeah… together. That’s the part that is kind of like the movies.”

“Go on.”

“Ummmmm… there’s this thing we have called bonding. When we meet a human that we have strong feelings for, there’s something we can do to turn that into a bond, a more permanent connection. The human stays mostly human, but they’ll gain the ability to live much longer lives along with the ability to sense the location of the vampire they’re bonded to and if they are ever in danger. The bonded vampire will be able to sense the same things too for their bonded human.”

“Oh.”

“I’m telling you because for some reason,” she starts to rub your thigh, “ever since you held the elevator door for me and I laid eyes on you, I’ve felt this strong feeling towards you. I don’t know how to explain it.” Wonyoung grabs your hand and kisses the back of it.

“Oh, well… then… um…”

Wonyoung stops and drops her head, “I know it sounds fucking stupid.”

“No no no no…” you grab the back of her hand and interlace your fingers with hers. “I was just taking a second to process all of it, it’s a lot.”

“I know it is, really, you don’t have to decide ri–”

“Fuck it, I’ll do it.”

She looks up at you with her doe eyes. “What?”

“It’s the easiest decision I’ve ever made, yes. Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes.” You quickly kiss her.

“Wait wait wait. Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am. Listen, ever since I got out of the military, I’ve been listless. Working odd jobs here and there just to get by. I’ve hated it, but did it to see tomorrow. Just seeing you walk into the elevator brightened my day. Now look.” You pull her in close and whisper in her ear, “After all of this, I never want to let you go.”

Her head falls forward and you feel a wet drop hit your arm. “That’s the sweetest thing someone has said to me in a long long time.” She lifts her head back up and looks into your eyes. Wonyoung is teary eyed, but her smile is beaming.

You cup her face and wipe away a tear before it falls. “Hey now, don’t you cry. You’re going to make me tear up.”

“I’m just so happy.” She sniffles.

“Me too, for the first time in a long time. And to think Leeseo was my bias before all of this.” You laugh as you joke.

She thankfully finds it funny too, laughing along, “Oh I know, I heard you when you were thinking whether to eat the food or not.”

God, if you only knew before what you know now.

Wonyoung can obviously still hear your thoughts, “No, it’s a good thing you didn’t know then because who knows what would’ve happened.”

“That’s true, I’m thankful for everything or the lack of things that has led me here to be with you.” You kiss her cheek. “So, back to me saying yes to this bonding thing, what exactly do you have to do to me?”

“It’s not what I have to do, it’s what you have to do.”

“What, do you mean I have to bite you or something? I already sucked your neck a little.”

“I know and I hope you do more of that later, but it’s something like that.”

‘Just tell me.”

“You have to taste my blood.”

“Pardon?”

“You have to taste my blood. You don’t have to drink it or anything, literally only tasting a drop of it will work.”

You laugh, “Thank god, I was getting worried there for a sec that I was actually going to have to drink some ceremonial goblet of your blood or something.”

“No no no, definitely not, that’s how they used to do it way way way back in the day, but not now. Mostly all of us don’t do any of that ceremonial bullshit anymore.”

The little bit of uncertainty you had fades away, “That’s fantastic news, I didn’t want there to be like some governing body of vampires that has all these rules like there is in a few certain books or movies I may or may not have read or seen.”

“Twilight. You’re talking about Twilight.”

“Maybe, maybe not. Who’s to say?”

“Me, I’m saying it. You’re totally talking about Twilight,” giggling, “Anyways, no it’s not quite like that.”

“So, there is something like that?”

“You definitely don’t need to worry about that right now.”

“Good, I won’t. So, one drop of your blood is all it takes?”

“Yes, that’s all it takes.”

“I’m ready then, however you want to do it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes Wonyoung, I promise you, I’m sure.”

“Okay, well, close your eyes so you don’t have to see it.”

“Why?”

“Just do it, I don’t want you to see what I have to do.”

“Okay okay, fine.” You close your eyes as the two of you sit on the floor of the elevator, naked, still holding her in your arms.

It takes a second before she says something. “Alright, if you’re 100% you want this to happen, open your mouth.”

You open your mouth.

You feel Wonyoung stick her thumb in and instinctively you suck on it. There’s a quick metallic taste before all of the sudden you feel yourself engulfed in a vision. It’s a series of flashes of different scenes, of different memories, of HER memories.

Her walking with a friend through a compound that looked like it was during the Joseon Dynasty.

Her dancing under the moonlight with a longtime lover.

Her holding that lover as he died in her arms while fire engulfed the village around her.

Her watching the first electric lights flicker on in Seoul from a quiet hillside.

Her standing in a garden watching a different lover paint at nighttime.

Her sending that lover off to fight in the war.

Her in the middle of the crowd watching the Olympic Opening Ceremony for the 1988 Summer Games.

Her on stage performing at the first stop of IVE’s first World Tour.

Among many other memories, so many others. Her life basically flashes before your eyes and then the darkness of being behind your eyelids returns. You’re overcome with emotion from what you just went through, for what she has gone through. You open your eyes as you feel a few tears start to fall.

Wonyoung is kneeling at your side. “Are… are… you oka–”

You don’t let her finish the sentence before you grab her and pull her in for the biggest hug you’ve ever given anyone, dragging her back down on top of you on the floor. “I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” she strains as you hold her so tight.

“Sorry for everything you’ve gone through, I saw so much, so many of your memories as a vampire.”

“Yeah, and there’s a lot of stuff you didn’t see. I didn’t want to tell you that would happen beforehand. I didn’t want to freak you out.”

“You’ve had it so rough, for so long.”

“Not all of it has been rough, there have been some really great times. These last few years have been fantastic. All of that has led to this, and for that, I’m grateful for everything else.”

She kisses you and you kiss her back.

It’s passionate…

It’s intense…

It’s love.

In the heat of it all, all of the sudden…

BANG.

BANG.

BANG.

The two of you freeze as you hear someone knock on the elevator doors and call out.

“Wonyong, are you in there!”

“Yes, I’m in here!” Wonyoung answers back.

“I’m coming in!”

“No no no… wait wait wait… give us… me a couple of minutes.”

You see the elevator door start to get pried open. Pried open by someone’s BARE HANDS, a woman’s hands.

The mysterious person that’s somehow opening the doors responds, “Us? What do you mean by us…” she gets the doors all the way open, “oh.”

Wonyoung rolls off of you and stands up, “WHAT THE FUCK Karina? I told you to give me… us a few minutes.”

Karina?

You look at the mystery woman stepping into the elevator.

Oh, that Karina.

WAIT, IT’S THAT KARINA.

You immediately cover yourself with your hands not wanting her to see everything.

Karina steps fully into the elevator, she’s in a full body leather outfit that looks straight out of the movie Underworld, it hugs every curve. The irises of her eyes are red and you notice her two fangs. She looks at Wonyoung, then at you still on the ground, then back to Wonyoung.

“Looks like you know how to choose them,” Karina says before attempting to wink at you.

“Back the fuck off, he’s mine. Now why are you here? We were kind of in the middle of something.”

“I can tell.” Karina laughs as Wonyoung glares at her. “And I’ll back off… for now.” Karina smirks and attempts to wink at you again. Why is she having such a hard time doing that? “I’m here because you’re in danger, we’re both in danger.”

“What danger could possibly warrant you breaking all the way into here?”

“It’s them, they’re here.”

“Who?”

“The Council.”

“Oh no.”

“Yeah, so we need to get going before they show up here too. I’ll let you two have a moment before we leave.” Karina turns and walks out of the elevator.

Wonyoung quickly grabs your clothes off the floor and brings them to you, “Here, put these on quick, we need to get out of here.”

“Is this that Twilight thing you told me not to worry about earlier,” you try to make levity of the situation as you put on your clothes.

“Yes, yes it is."