“Damn you! What do you need from me?” Chanyeol angrily asks the actor.

            As much as he wants to attack the man, he cannot do so since his limbs are tied. Woobin merely chuckles at him, sitting at the edge of the bed.

            “Answer me!” The rapper shouts desperately.

            Laughter is what Chanyeol receives as a response to his question. This is getting creepy. Woobin stops laughing, and instead, stares the boy lying on the bed lasciviously and his own upper lips slowly.

            Chanyeol cannot look at him anymore. He tries his best to calm himself down, asking a different question.

            “Where am I?” He looks at the model again.

            Woobin hums. Chanyeol just discover that the person in front of him is totally different from the guy he is with in the waiting room. From the way Woobin makes contacts with his eyes. The word Evil comes to his mind.

            “I’ve been waiting to have you…” He slowly cups Chanyeol’s face by his big hands. “here with me…” He pets Chanyeol’s wet-in-sweat hair. “in my bedroom.”

            “Why?” The younger curiously asks but Woobin chooses to respond with a smirk. “Did you set eveything up that happened earlier so we will meet each other?”

            “Hush.” The model puts his index finger gently on the middle of Chanyeol’s lips. “I never thought you talk and ask this much. Do you really want to know what is behind all of this, Chanyeol-ah?”

            The rapper feels electrifying chill as Woobin calls his name maliciously.

            “I actually did not plan to cross way with you today. I just said to myself that if I got the opportunity to meet you one of these days, I would lock you down with me.”

            Chanyeol is horrified of Woobin’s confession... and, there’s.still.more.

            “I’m thanking God for allowing us meeting each other. Don’t you know how happy I am?” He brushes his huge thumb to Chanyeol plump lips.

            All those moments, Chanyeol is shaking in terror. His eyes are like in no less than a second will shoot a beam to Woobin.

            “Why?” He cried as his voice cracks again. “Why me? I’m a guy and just few inches shorter than you.”

            “Well yes, you’re not petite, and I'm honestly not fond of small figures. I just think you suit me best.” Chanyeol watches the model’s hand, thinking on which part of his face it is going to fall this time. It’s not on his face but now on his chest that is covered with the thick color cream comforter. “You’re right; you are a male like me. But, how can I just ignore how beautiful you are created to be shown off to this world? Chanyeol, you’re so gorgeous.”

            Chanyeol interrupts his playing fingers on his chest as he flinches his upper body. He is getting more annoyed, noticing Woobin keeps on laughing at him.

            “What about you, Chanyeol? Don’t you think I’m perfect for you too?”

            “Huh?” Chanyeol stops moving.

            “Haven’t you said that you like a man who looks just like you when you used to join a Cross-dressing Competition at your school?”

            Chanyeol cannot believe Woobin knows that small detail of his past. That means, this guy likes him for a long time. He is a stalker.

            “Well, it’s getting late.” The man said, looking at the digital clock on top of the nightstand. “Don’t you think, Chanyeol?”

            The boy looks confused. The smirking Woobin slowly places one of his hands to Chanyeol’s cuffed hand. Hey! Does this mean he will set him free?

            No.

           Without any consent, the taller’s lips are already touching his. Chanyeol’s eyes widen, shock of this sudden kiss.

            The EXO member realizes Woobin’s hand-touching-thing is a trap so his attention will be taken away once the model attacks his lips. Much worse, that playful hand is intertwined on his and the other is holding his jaw. He hears giggle from the older person before he is kissed deeply.

            “Nngghhh…” is what Chanyeol can release on his mouth.

            Chanyeol’s lips taste so good, what more if the actor goes further inside of it?

            Woobin tries to penetrate the boy’s mouth, Chanyeol wanted to breathe so he succeeds to what he plans. He’s like a voyager, conquering even the smallest part of Chanyeol’s steamy cavern with his tongue.

            Woobin savors it. He is getting more aggressive as he hears the latter’s moans between every kisses.

            After Chanyeol’s doe eyes open widely and as this lip lock gets more in-depth, the younger forcefully closes his view in disgust to the other. He also tries to resist but Woobin is too much stronger than him. In just an instance, he open his eyes again to peek on the other, learning the taller eyes are close, maybe concentrating of making this kiss longer.

            As Woobin the latter’s toungue, Chanyeol releases a muffled moan, and eyes slightly close. The model is glad that he is getting a good reaction to his victim.

            Finally their kiss is done. Woobin slowly pulls a bit away from Chanyeol’s face while a thin thread of saliva is formed between their lips. Chanyeol grimaces as he remembers the day he that peeked on one of Suho’s Manga Collection. He saw the same thing and could not believe it happening in real life. His own life.

            The boy’s face is flushed in red. Woobin manages to chuckle in the middle of their duet gasping of air while he maliciously stare at the boy. Much getting his attention is the swollen lips of the younger.

            “That is absolutely good, Chanyeol.” The older said, petting the brown locks of the other.

            “Shut up!” The boys shouted before he spits at the latter. It lands to the right eye of the model that makes him hisses.

            Woobin sits up again beside Chanyeol the same time he is wiping the rapper’s own liquid.

            “Aish, Chanyeol. You did something really wrong here.” The man clicks his tongue. He is angry that he pins both of Chanyeol’s wrist harshly. “With that, it makes me want to make out with you more.”

            And then, again, the kiss continues.

~End~

A/N

I'm on overtime, so I may update this late tomorrow.