I met his eyes in the middle of the throng - almost black orbs surrounded by long eyelashes. They stared back. I felt butterflies.

With his milky skin glowing in the twilight and the slender body moving perfectly to the beat he was definitely the most tempting creature I have seen in a long time. The little smirk that was playing on his pink lips was so inviting that I simply couldn’t resist coming near the angel.

It was midnight and everything around me was blurry. Everything but his back now almost touching my chest. I could inhale his scent. Strawberries! `Ah, it must be heaven’. The mysterious being turned around and put his hands around my neck. Once again I sank into the black eyes. He pressed himself against my torso and I felt his body though the thin blouse.

- You feel good! – a whisper. A moan? Almost made me crazy. Restoring my composure I leaned forward to nip his ear.

- Want more, y?

The only thing I remember after that was soft lips capturing mine, a playful tongue boldly entering my mouth, two soft hands entangling with my hair while mine crept to the small waist enveloping it.

Well, honestly speaking I remember a little more. Later in the room, under the moonlight. . . Of course couldn’t forget it. Those moans and screames are not meant to be forgotten. Again and again. More of him. More of the intoxicating heat of his. More of his baby like skin sliding so easily in my hands. Just like silk.

Little did I know back then . . .
 

[ Jonghyun's pov. ]