Waiting

“Are you here yet?” Dahyun asks you on the phone.

“Yep. Going down the ramp of the basement parking. The third level, right?”

”Yes. Third level and the exact parking spot, okay?”

“I’m pulling up to the spot right now. Are you done with your shoot?”

”Almost.”

“Alright. I’ll wait for you at the lobby. Love you, dub.”

”Love you too, Chris”

“Hey— Holy shit.” An appropriate reaction from you after seeing Dahyun come out of the elevator. The outfit. Jesus that outfit. You had no words to describe it, only maybe that peeling it off of her later would feel like a cardinal sin. 

“Language.” She tells you as she approaches you. “And I knew you’d like the look.”

“Like is a very strong understatement. So did MK just lend it to you or?” You ask her. 

“All mine.” Dahyun answers you. “Complimentary gift for becoming a global ambassador. Officially, I can do whatever I want with it. Meaning we can do whatever we want with it.” She gives you a mischievous smile.

“God, you have no idea what I already have in mind for you when we get home.” You tell her as you get her bags and hop back on to the elevator. 

“Bold of you to assume that I’m that patient.” She replies with a smirk. You want to ask what that last thing meant, but then more people entered the elevator. You just end up letting the statement slide. When the elevator reached the third basement, you got off to a virtual ghost town. The only people there being you and Dahyun. 

“So Yoona said that she might be in the recording booth for another hour or so.” You tell Dahyun as the both of you walk to the car. You open the trunk and start putting her bags in. “I was thinking we could go back up for a cup of coffee after we get your bags sorted out. What do you thi– hmmph?!” You couldn’t finish your thought as Dahyun pins you against the side of your car and starts kissing you. It was frantic and fiery. Her tongue forcing your lips to part. Her hands went straight to your cheeks, making sure you stay in place while she continues to kiss you. It was almost as if she’d been trying to control herself for months. After a few moments, she finally pulls away and lets you breathe again.

“God, you don’t know how long I’ve been holding this in.” The use of the Lord’s name? Oh now you know she isn’t playing around. “When they showed me the outfit, I knew it would drive you crazy. That alone already started getting me hot and bothered. But when they showed me the prop car. How it looked almost identically like your’s. Christ, I was already soaking in the middle of the shoot.”

“But -mmph- someone might see–”

“Don’t worry about that.” Dahyun assures you. “Only idols get to park on this level, but most of them ride with their managers on the upper level. This is also a blind spot for the CCTV cameras, so no one can see us. Security is also on break for an hour. Right now, no one will know that we’re here and know what we’re doing.” Her mouth curls into a devious smile after she emphasizes the last sentence. “Besides, I could care less if some innocent soul does end up wandering into this level and sees our debauchery. I have been unbelievably fucking pent up and horny for the past few hours. Right now, I just want you.”

You would be lying to yourself if that last sentence didn’t immediately get you to full mast. Adding to that would be Dahyun coming in prepared like a girl scout, covering all her bases to make sure that you’re at ease and any anxieties of getting caught would be moot. Seeing how her horniness and logic are somehow adding up, you decide to give in to her desires. You decide to let her take control.

“How do you want me?” You ask Dahyun. Her mouth curls into a smile knowing you’re buying into the situation.

“Get in the back seat so I can ride you like there’s no fucking tomorrow.”

Straight to the point. A usual trait when she’s horny and initiating. She loves taking control and avoiding wasting time. To be fair, you love it when she does that too.

The back row door to your car swings open as you and Dahyun hop in. Your lips stay connected as you enter the car, maneuvering in the tight space. You grab her waist and help her up to straddle you, though she doesn’t seem to appreciate it. She suddenly grips both of your wrists, pinning them to the backrest of the seats.

“No, no.” She says as she continues to pin down your wrists. “Don’t get me wrong, babe. I love it when you take your time worshipping every inch of me when you’re in control, but you tend to get carried away when you do. You love taking your sweet time. Right now though? I want to get straight to the point.” She says with a smirk. You nod in reply, fully understanding what she wants.

You don’t fight her grip anymore, your muscles softening and surrendering to her control. When she feels this, she lets go of your wrists. You dare not move them from where she had them pinned, making her smirk grow into a full smile.

“Good boy.”

Jesus Christ. From the way she said it, you could have cum on the spot. Thankfully you managed to control yourself.

Dahyun decides to reward you for following her instructions. Her hands start gliding down your body, stopping at the edge of your pants. Her fingers quickly undo the button and zipper, before pulling your pants down along with your underwear. You spring free from the tight constraints of your under garments, basically fully hard just from Dahyun’s words alone. She smiles seeing how eager you are, giving your length a few light strokes that has you twitching in her grasp.

Your hands never leave where she placed them, showing her that you’re under her spell. As she continues to stroke you, she stares into your eyes. She sees the desperation, the same fiery passion that she had been trying to control for the better part of the day. She knows you’re dying for release just as much as she is, and that she’s the one that decides whether or not to give it. For both of your sakes, she will.

Dahyun stops stroking you before she lifts up her hips. She reaches down, hikes up her skirt, and pulls her panties to the side. She takes hold of you again, gives you a few light strokes before aiming you towards her entrance. In the split second where your tip makes contact with her folds, you both let out a guttural groan. She slowly sinks down on your shaft, with every inch she takes making her whimper and has you gritting your teeth.

You’re fighting your inner demons from grabbing Dahyun’s waist and slamming her down. You're desperate to feel her velvet walls around you, but that would be overstepping from what she’s allowed you to do. You do your best to keep your hands in place, leaving everything to her control.

When Dahyun fully sinks down, you both let out a loud and guttural moan. Feeling her velvety walls wrap around your aching shaft has you seeing stars. When she fully engulfs your length, she decides not to waste any more time.

Dahyun starts bouncing and grinding on you relentlessly. Mainly chasing her own high, but unconsciously dragging you along to your own as well. Each movement may seem random, wild even. But with Dahyun, they were decisive. Purposeful. Each time she lifts her hips and impales herself on you, she has your tip hit her most sensitive spots. 

Over and over and over again. 

Every bounce. 

Every grind. 

She gets closer and closer to her climax.

You, on the other hand, have found your will split. Half being used to delay your own orgasm, making sure you don’t go off while Dahyun hasn’t been satisfied yet. The other half, willing your hands to where she placed them. Fighting the urge to grab her and fuck her back. She notices how hard you’re working– trying to control yourself at two fronts. She decides to reward you. She grabs your wrists, guiding your hands towards her waist. She gives you permission, letting your fingers bury deep into her exposed flesh, grabbing her perfect, hour-glass waist. She lets you start driving back up into her, matching her every bounce and grind. She isn’t just dragging you along now, she’s letting you drive with her.

Your jeep starts fogging inside. Your shared moans, grunts, and whimpers fill the car. If anyone were outside, they would see it shaking violently, offering no other excuse to hide your little tryst. The off-road suspension gets used thoroughly, but not for its intended purpose.

With both of you working towards it, it doesn’t take long for you to reach your peaks. It also helps that Dahyun had already spent the better half of the day pent up, making getting her to the edge easier than normal. For you though, even with the safeguards that Dahyun set-up, the adrenaline rush from the thrill of doing this in a public setting was working in your favor. 

“God! I’m so fucking close! Just keep fucking me like that. Please!” Dahyun says as she starts bouncing even faster.

“Me too, Dahyun. Fuck! I’m—”

You don’t get to finish your thought as Dahyun captures your lips in a searing kiss. You match her every bounce with a thrust of her own. Your hips meet only a few more times before–

Her walls start contracting around you.

Your shaft starts to throb inside of her.

Dahyun stops bouncing, crashing her hips down and burying you deep inside of her. You both crash into the seat, already stained with your combined sweat. She lets out a long moan into your mouth, you grunt into hers. 

When your mouths finally separate, Dahyun’s head hangs back in pure ecstasy. Her messy bun loosens, basically becomes undone. You bury yours in the crook of her neck, lapping at the beads of sweat on her skin and marking her flesh with kisses and bites. She hugs your head for support, you hug her waist to keep her from falling on the center console.

You continue to throb inside of Dahyun, each one coinciding with a stream of cum that was flooding her womb. Her walls continue to spasm around you, milking you for more of your seed. Her juices start jetting out against your crotch, mixing with the sweat stains on your chair that you’ll have to clean up in the future.

Dahyun continues to pant and whimper through her high, while your own groans crash against her skin. Eventually, you both start to slow down, coming down from your shared nirvana. You feel her body melt in your hold before you pull away. You lean against the backrest and see Dahyun wearing a satisfied smile on her face. Her eyes are still glassy from her orgasm. You brush away a few wet strands of her hair from her face when she starts coming to. Your eyes meet and her smile grows wider before she leans in and kisses you. It was quicker and softer, but still meaningful. When she pulls away, she leans against you and rests her head in the crook of your neck and shoulder. With the little energy she has left, she whispers close to you,

“God, that was amazing. You were amazing.”

As much as you want to say that she was amazing too, you whisper back an even better response.