“I thought you didn’t do one night stands,” the tone of your voice leaves little to the imagination, much as you try to hide it, the syllables come out hushed, breathy.
 

“I don’t,” he replies. Though his tone is collected, the desire is just as evident in body language. Lips that had been ghosting your neck, trail back along your jawline as he allows a moments pause; before connecting your lips in one languid, fluid movement. You’re no stranger to being kissed – touched – but Jongin has this way of igniting a fire within you, making every nerve ending spike. 
 

You could stop at any movement, reason favors so. He doesn’t do one night stands, you’re in love with someone else and working with him to snare said someone’s affection for yourself, he’s said someone’s worst enemy, etcetera, etcetera. 
 

And yet, the magnetism you feel in that moment is incomparable to any time before.
 

You could stop at any moment.
 

And yet… you’re not sure you want to.

accompaniment music -- 
first half: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7jSC_HLm9E
second half: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0jYA7eG0bo