Dearest Enemy
{San × Reader}
Genre: Boss San, enemies to lovers, smut, girl receiving, protected intercourse (pill), cursing (Fuck, Fuck you), pet names (Darling, baby)
Word count: 5,2k
A/n: As always with my FF's, this FF isn't meant to represent the artist in any kind of way or form!
- MINORS DON'T READ-
A sigh leaves your lips at the prospect of having to spend 3 days with your incredibly handsome, Cocky and arrogant know it all Boss in a Hotel in another country across the world to deal with some really important clients.
Even worse, earlier when you finally arrived at the hotel after a 10 hour flight and a temperature change of 20⁰C all sweaty and in despreate need of a welcomed shower, you found out that they made a mistake with the reservation.
And that's how you found yourself sitting awkwardly on the big comfortable sofa across from San in your shared suite.
Your eyes fell on his suit jacket that he must've draped over the edge of the sofa when you weren't watching, it's a habit you always disliked about men.
Couldn't they see that that would inevitably cause nasty wrinkles?
Your jaw flexed in annoyance as you got up and grabbed the jacket, careful to not make it any more wrinkly than it already was before you pinned San with a annoyed look.
"Is it so hard to just hang your jacket on the rack?" You asked him as you tried to make it look the best it still could given the circumstances.
San's eyes lifted from the papers he has been observing for the last 30 minutes, a smirk on his lips already. "Why would I do it myself when you're here?"
You hated how sure of himself he was and how his voice never failed to give you shivers that you didn't want to acknowledge any further.
Anger bubbled up inside of you at his words. "I'm your assistent and not your freaking servant, San."
He raised a eyebrow at you as he leaned back on the couch, draping one muscular arm over the backrest.
Your eyes inevitably acknowledged how the buttons of his black suit shirt strained and held on for their dear life against his undoubtedly muscular chest.
Heat crept up to your cheeks as it always did around him, you always faulted your anger for it but deep down you knew it was something else entirely that caused it.
Another wave of his musky and addictive scent hit you right in the face as you turned on your heels and made your way to the entrance door to discard his jacket before he noticed your inner turmult.
"Oh, but I think you are just that darling. Or have you forgotten what you signed up for by taking the job as my assistant?" You heard him say full of confidence with a presumably arrogant smirk on his face.
You stopped on the spot yet again and turned back to face him fully. "You might be my boss but you can't and won't treat me like that when we aren't even in the office!"
San shot up from the sofa and closed up to you in a few quick strides. "We are enemies since school, and yet I gave you job and a purpose when your brother came running to me to beg for a job for you."
His voice was calm and silky, and you knew too well that he only used that voice when he would continue with an absolute death blow.
"And you're here whining about hanging up a suit jacket every once in a while when I could make your life a lot harder in a blink." You felt his breath fan your face softly as you noticed the amusement glimmering in his eyes.
Your hands crumbled the soft fabric of the suit jacket as you took a step closer towards him, your chests almost touching. "Why did you even hire me in the first place then?"
Your finger poked his firm chest as a venomous smirk appeared on your lips. "Are you enjoying to see that I'm better than you in all aspects so much that you have to try and degrade me any chance you get?" You spat with nothing but venom in your voice.
San's eyes took on a dangerous glimmer. "I think you're too confused from my handsome face to see the reality here, darling."
The anger you tried keeping at bay surfaced in lightning speed as you tossed away his suit jacket. "Don't you dare call me that!"
His eyes tracked the crumbled suit jacket as a quiet and menacing laugh left his full lips. "We both know you love it, darling."
Your jaw flexed. He was right, and you knew it, but you weren't gonna give him that satisfaction. "I don't like it one bit. And I don't like you or your freaking face or character. I'm better than you, and I always was."
"If that were the case, you would be in my position and own a multimillion dollar heavy company, would you not?"
He took a step closer to you, the arrogance and confidence of each stride of his long legs that carried him impossibly closer towards you pissed you off all the more.
"Yet you are here as my Assistent, making me coffee and working on tasks I don't want to do."
His annoyingly sexy smell that consisted of his perfume and his own intoxicating smell that never failed to give you goosebumps all over your body enveloped you in full force again. "Nothing to say to that?"
You grit your teeth. "Fuck you."
With that you left him standing in the middle of the room but not before making sure to walk over his mad expensive jacket, crumbling it beyond saving.
You heard him laugh behind you as you stomped into the bedroom and opened your suitcase to grab a comfortable outfit and took a quick shower.
Once you were dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants and a white shirt, you tied up your still wet hair into a messy bun and made your way back to the living room.
You found San yet again engrossed into the papers before him, his eyebrows drawn together in thoughts.
He hasn't noticed you yet, so you took your time to look at him fully. You noticed that he opened the top Buttons of his Shirt, which gave you an excellent view over his fancy cross necklace and the perfectly sculpted muscles you knew were beneath the suit shirts he wore on a daily basis.
"If you're done staring at me, you could actually come over and work. I don't pay you to look at me." You heard the amusement in his voice.
Your chin lifted as you made your way next to him. "As if there was anything worth to look at anyways." You said in a sarcastic voice as you took a seat right next to him.
Once you sat down fully, you swatted his hands away from the papers forcefully to inspect them quickly. You felt San's gaze on you, as he inspected you closely.
A smirk formed on your lips, as you checked the things you would need to press into the tight budget you were given by your business acquaintances. "Careful Boss, or I might think you actually like me."
You heard him laugh quietly. "I'd rather jump in front of a train, darling."
After another two minutes, you set the papers down on the glass table in front of you both. While leaning forward, your knee bumped and pressed against his by accident.
A electric shiver raced down your spine and the air seemed to steer and shift around you.
Your eyes shot to San as you felt uncomfortably warm all of a sudden, he was suddenly too close and his smell too inviting.
With every additional second of eyecontact you felt your selfcontrol slip more and more, until the point that you couldn't bear to be next to him even for a second longer before you did something stupid like kiss him or jump him, so you straightened your spine quickly averting your eyes to the papers.
"We should take their offer, but under a few conditions. We won't pay more, we decide on the campaign design, and we handle the finances. They should only participate in their Name and leave the marketing to us to ensure their visions become reality."
San's eyes seemed darker than they usually were and a arrogant smirk slowly appeared on his face as he leaned back and draped his arm on the back rest of the sofa behind you, never losing that intense eyecontact with you. "Same minds seem to think alike." You seemed to feel the heat of his body and the ghost of a touch on your back.
With a deep breath to calm your nerves, you quickly got up and went around the glass table to the side across from him on the couch you occupied before your outburst over his jacket earlier.
Your eyes fell to the floor where you stomped over his jacket earlier, but the place where you left it was empty. Your eyes darted to the clothing rack and focused on his crumbled suit jacket that hung there.
A slight smirk grazed your lips. That was a first for sure.
You grabbed your glasses and the stack of papers next to you to start calculating the budget you would realistically need and to work on the marketing plan out for the meeting tomorrow.
You started typing into the calculator in lightspeed, trying to ease your traitorous mind. Not much time passed in for you uncomfortable silence before you heard San get up but you didn't dare spare him a glance as he did so.
Once you heard the door to the bedroom close, you tossed away the pencil and calculator and let yourself fall against the backrest of the sofa with a frustrated sigh.
You hate San, you always did. It was always a rivalry from the moment he enrolled in your school. He always tried to be the best and to your strong dislike you and him always were on the same level in everything.
But your traitorous heart still fell for him on first sight all those years ago, and those feelings never disappeared or wavered no matter how mean you were to one another or how much you pretended you didn't like him.
And being so close to him was like poison to you, your body would betray you and it almost did a little while ago.
Those 3 days sounded manageable when you booked the trip, but the moment you found out you had to share a room, it started sounding like a nightmare.
You opened your bun and raked your hand through your damp long hair before you grabbed the statistics you finalised and the laptop.
You strode to the bar and filled yourself a big glass of wine as you continued working.
Sipping on your wine and refilling it occasionally, you were too engrossed in your job to notice that San entered the room again in the meantime.
He cleared his throat behind you, and you jumped. Your hand flew to your racing heart as you turned in your seat to face him. "God damn it! San, why would-"
Your words got stuck in your throat as you gaped at him. He switched his suit pants for a pair of Black sweat pants and his suit shirt for a black tanktop that gave you a perfect view over his broad and muscular body. His head was framed by a dark cap, and the same fancy cross necklace from earlier sat on his chest.
Your eyes widened as you took him in, and your eyes snagged to his broad and muscular shoulders and the strong tendons of his arm.
You knew he worked out a lot, but the suit shirts and overoversized clothing he wore daily hid just how well build he actually was.
A dimple formed on his handsome face. "Like what you see?"
You scoffed as you removed the glasses from your face. "I don't get paid to look at you, remember? Not that I would want to anyway."
A smile plastered his lips as he lowered his head for a second. The cap hiding his expression excellently.
You turned in your bar chair. "I finalised the statistics and have a big part of the marketing plan ready."
San nodded and closed up to you to examine your work. "It's only a little left for tomorrow. That's good."
You gulped down the rest of your wine and got up before his close proximity and parfume could lull you in. "I'll take a rest now."
Without waiting for a reply you let yourself fall on the couch and turned on the tv, not really caring about the program.
San passed by you towards the door. "I'll do some workout, don't miss me too much while I'm gone."
You gave him a side eye and rolled your eyes in annoyance as you signed him to get lost.
With a scoff, he left the suite. Once the door clicked into the lock, you turned off the tv and jumped to your feet.
Finally!
You thought to yourself as you raced to the bedroom and grabbed your black bikini. You didn't pick this specific Hotel for nothing and since San would have to pay regardless why not make the best of it you thought while booking some days ago.
You jumped into the bathroom happily and put on your bikini before you went to the infinity pool on the balcony of your suite that provided an impeccable view over the whole city with all the shimmering lights and the stars above your head.
You dipped one toe into the water and were pleasantly surprised at the temperature of the water before you went back to put on some music over the speakers.
Once you were settled in the water, you dove under the surface to soak your whole body in the nice and warm water before you swam up to the boarder of the pool from where you could look at least 15 stories down.
As the music of your favorite artist reached your ears, you forgot why you were here to begin with. You felt your muscles loosed quite instantly as your body set into relaxation mode.
You forgot the important meeting tomorrow and the pressure that that brought with it, and you forgot your annoying Boss and rival that was somewhere in this building and working out which you assumed would be quite a sight to behold if you weren't sworn to hate him.
Your eyes looked over the endless skyscrapers and the dozens of lights of their residents. You couldn't help but wonder what their life might be like, what they might do for a living, what their stresses and worries might be, what living here would be like.
The air was still far above 20⁰C even though it was already nighttime, which only reminded you of the fact that you travelled around half of the globe within the last 24 hours.
A long time passed with you looking out at the big city and more and more lights being distinguished as residents went to their well-deserved sleep.
You heard the water steer behind you and turned around to see San, who already stood chest high in the pool, his eyes focused on you as he made his way towards you.
Your eyes widened in surprise, if you were already affected by him in a tanktop earlier, you weren't prepared for what you saw now.
Your eyes roamed over his exposed chest in awe, and heat crept up your neck and cheeks as your stomach fluttered.
He raked his hands through his hair, his eyes dark and dangerous in the low light of the balcony. Once he was only a few steps from you, his eyes travelled over your body.
You cursed yourself for turning on the pool lights earlier since it now provided him a good view of you.
You were mesmerised by his face, by his cheekbones and his eyes that seemed to capture you and lay your very mind bare before him with each look.
You followed a drop of water that ran down the bridge of his nose until it fell into the water before your eyes focused back on his.
You found him already staring at you in a way that had your heart racing, and you back up until your back hit the tiles behind you. "You really shouldn't look at me like that, darling."
Your heart felt as if it was beating out of your chest, but you faked annoyance just as you did so many times before in the past. "Looking at you like what? You, out of all people, should know that I don't even like you."
San smirked at you as he closed up to you, he rested his arms on either side of you, caging you between him and the pool boarder. "Your mouth speaks a fastly different story from your body." He said as he leaned down closer to you, his left hand every so slightly resting on your waist below the water where goosebumps followed every stroke of his thumb on your stomach.
"Let's stop pretending that I don't notice the way you look at me. You want me just as much as I want you, admit it." His voice was low and oddly husky, which caused you to shiver.
Your hands flew to his upper chest, where you attempted to push him off, but it was an admiddetly weak attempt. "I have no idea what you're-"
Your words got cut off as his lips found yours in a devouring kiss, against your better judgement, you instantly melted against him as your hands moved up to his neck where you pulled him closer towards you.
You felt him smirk against your lips as he grabbed your legs and lifted them up before he pushed you back against the rim softly.
You hooked your legs around him as his tongue fought for dominance with yours. A gasp left your lips at the contact of your lower bodies colliding.
Your head fell at the overwhelming sensation and the thrill of being pinned between your enemy and the wall.
San's lips travelled down to your neck, where he quickly found your sweet spot, which elicited a breathy moan to escape your lips. Annoyance crept up inside of you as you felt him yet again smirk against your skin, so you grabbed his hair and pulled, which caused him to rumble against your neck.
Your lips were still tingling from kissing him when he lifted his head and looked into your eyes with a smug look. "Look at you, darling. You're supposed to be my enemy, and yet you throw yourself at me like you want to be my mine."
You scoffed at him. "Talk about yourself, San. You're the one that threw himself at me."
He pressed harder against you, making you feel just how affected he was by you. "You didn't push me away."
His hand trailed up to cup your breast over the bikini top where he pinched your nipple, not in a painful way but just enough to make it sting. "What are you waiting for?" His voice was like silk against your ear.
The music that played was only adding to the fire that roared inside of you as your back inevitably arched against his hand.
You opened your eyes ever so slightly to stare at him in a mix of anger and want. "Fuck you."
You rocked your hips against him with a smirk on your lips as you watched his jaw flex as your index finger drew patters over his well-defined chest before you took a hold of his necklace. "What is it? You look a little tense from here."
You felt his muscles move under your touch. When you looked up to meet his eyes again, you saw nothing but fire within them. "You're playing with fire. Do that again, and see where it takes you." His voice was deep and guttural.
Your finger travelled up his neck slowly. "Should I?"
Your hips rolled against his again as your eyes fell to his swollen lips. You felt him twitch against you.
Without warning, a menacing growl left his lips before he crushed you in a passionate kiss again, his tongue demanding entrance instantly.
He pulled your hair slightly to deepen the kiss as he held you by your ass and turned around to exit the pool in quick steps.
The water around you got less and less, as San carried you out of the water as if you weighted as much as a feather.
The water dripped down on the ground as he walked through the big open glass double door.
You pulled away and glanced down, seeing the puddles he left behind. "We are making a mess, San. we should dry up a little first!"
San smirked down at you as his hand clasped the piece of fabric that held your top together as he tugged. "We haven't even started yet."
You felt the cold, wet fabric slide down your body until it hit the tiles at his feet with a wet tud.
He hoisted you further up and cupped your boob with his mouth. Your head fell back once more as your back arched against him. A moan of his name leaving your lips involuntarily.
With a few efficient steps, he reached the bedroom and passed right through it.
You pulled his head far enough away from you to make him look up at you. Your thighs clenched at the sight of him and the intense gaze he watched you with as you tried puzzling your thoughts together. "You missed the bedroom." It came out more breathy than you wanted it to be, and it fueled his ego as the smug facial expression returned to his features.
He pushed open the door to the bathroom with his foot effortlessly. "That's not where we are going."
His lips found yours again as he crossed the bathroom until he reached the shower, and your back pressed against the cool tiles.
Without breaking the kiss he fumbled for the faucet until a soft warm rain engulfed you both from the waterfall shower.
His hands wandered down your sides until he got a hold of the straps of your bikini bottom where he pulled slightly, it was enough for the fabric to get loose and eventually fall to the ground when he sat you to your feet carefully.
San's eyes were fixed on yours, his breath hot against your heated skin as his thumb grazed over your swollen lips, which caused electric shivers through your whole body.
A gasp left your lips at the sensation. "Sit down." His voice was strained and almost impatient, his eyes still transfixed on your lips.
You backed up a step until you felt the cold stone of the built in bench against your calves before you sat down, the initial touch to the bench made you yelp, the cold stone against your bare skin caused goosebumps and a shiver to run up your spine.
San crouched down in front of you, his hands gliding up your thighs softly until he got a hold of your ass. He janked you towards the edge of the bench with ease before he pushed your legs apart without breaking eye contact with you.
He lifted your right leg on top of his broad shoulder and gave your inner thigh a lingering kiss before his eyes focused on your aching core.
A groan left his lips. "Tell me darling, how does it feel to be all exposed to someone you call claim to hate?"
His left hand that drew soft circles on your other thigh moved up and up and up in a torturing slow speed. "To be all needy for me out of all people."
His hand grazed your bundle of nerves in a ghost of a touch, your hips bucked against the touch. "Please."
His eyes snapped back on yours and you saw the barely restrained lust behind his pupils.
His index finger glided through your folds before he started pumping you. "Fuck darling, you're so wet." Soon his ringfinger followed, the stretch was delicious and pushed all reasoning and thoughts right out of the window.
Your hand found his arm with which he was holding your thigh, you grabbed his arm forcefully. "San please..." You begged between loud moans and gaps.
His grip on your thigh tightened as he looked back up at you, you looked at him half closed eyes.
You watched as the water cascaded around his massive form like a rainshower, and the water that dripped down his wet hair down his face, and the necklace that dangled on his muscular chest with each move up until your leg that rested on his shoulder.
That sight alone could've made you come already if he wouldn't have stopped altogether.
His eyes burned holes in you as he removed his fingers from you to guide them to his mouth and taste you. A low rumble erupted from his chest. "You taste even better than in my wildest dreams."
Your jaw dropped. You had relationships before, but none of them could make you feel like this without even having done much.
What you just saw had to be the most sexist thing you ever witnessed.
Without another warning, he shot forward and started devouring you like a man that's starved.
You moaned his name loudly, and your hands flew to this hair when his hot tongue speared into you.
Your hips bucked against his face shamelessly until his strong hands pinned you back down against the stone bench. He hummed against you, which caused you to fist his hair forcefully.
He alternated between licking and sucking you until you were an incomprehensible screaming mess. You couldn't be sure if you were just screaming or screaming his name since your mind was too far in absolute extasy.
You felt yourself tumbling closer and closer to your release when you tugged his hair forcefully yet again. "S-san... I'm-"
You didn't get much further as his tongue dove extra deep and curled, hitting your spot dead centre.
Your release rolled over you in a relentless wave that had you seeing stars and your whole body shaking.
San still worked on you, tasting you and taking every bit of your release.
When your hands fell to your sides weakly he set your leg back down carefully before he lifted you up and pushed you against the wall as his lips found yours in a urgent kiss.
You could taste yourself against his lips as your hands impatiently trailed down his body until you reached the rim of his trunks, in a swift movement you pulled them down.
Need filled you once again as you felt him hard against your palm. You pumped him once and watched as a sharp gasp escaped him. His head fell back, and his eyes were forced shut.
You felt him twitch as you circled the tip with your thumb in a soft touch. San's hips surged forward as a curse left his lips.
"My control is about to slip, baby." He gritted through his teeth.
Your lips formed into a develish smirk, you reveled in the fact that it was you making him squirm and needy with only a ghost of a touch.
Your index finger trailed back to his base, and your eyes focused on every heavenly expression that crossed his beautiful features. "Go on, San. Lose it."
In light speed you felt him grab your hips, and before you realized what's happening, he had you pinned against the wall with your wrists above your head encuffed by his right hand.
Soft rain drippled down on your sweaty skin and a moan left your lips as you felt his tip at your entrance.
His forhead touched yours, and his breathing was ragged. "I gotta ask, are you on the pill?" His voice was strained and heated.
Your hands cradled his face as you nodded. "I am."
With that as confirmation, he pushed into you with a powerful stroke. You stretched painfully at his size and a gasp left both of your lips as he buried himself inside of you to the hilt.
His head fell to your neck, his breathing hard. "You're incredibly tight, baby." He forced out in a strained voice.
A few seconds passed with neither of you moving, and when the pain started dampening slightly, you tapped his shoulder.
His lips found your sweet spot as he started moving inside of you again, first slowly and tentative to not hurt you, but soon enough, he all but drilled you into the tiles.
His hips snapped against yours in a hard and fast pace as his lips crashed back on yours.
Your hands strained against his iron hold as your back arched from the sensory overloud.
He lifted your legs up further to take you even deeper as you started screaming his name with every thrust of his hips.
San's eyes fell down to where you both were connected, and a curse left his lips. "Fuck, I might be getting addicted baby."
His movements grew more erratic, and you could sense he was just as close as you. His finger found your sensitive spot where he drew lazy circles that stood in stark contrast to his harsh thrusts.
He kissed your lips softly once, twice. "Let go."
In a sharp explosion, your second release erupted, making you scream his name loudly yet again. His lips crushed yours once again, a loud moan leaving his lips as he picked up speed when your walls tightened against him.
You shook against his body, moaning a string of incomprehensible words as you felt him stutter and hold inside of you.
His face fell into the crook of your neck as he came with your name on his lips. His left hand released your wrists as he placed soft kisses on your neck and shouder.
You felt him fill you up and spill out to the sides of you as your hands caressed his scalp. Both your breathing was messy as he pulled out of you slowly, a small hiss leaving you at the sensation.
When he lifted his head and your eyes connected, you saw no hint of regret in his deep brown eyes. His hand caressed your cheek softly. "I've been dreaming of this ever since I first laid my eyes on you all those years back."
Your eyes widened in surprise at his words. San laughed at your expression. "I-I never really fully hated you either."
His smug facial expression resurfaced. "Like I said, the body doesn't lie, baby."
You swatted his chest playfully before his face became serious once again. "How about changing the title of our relationship from enemy to lovers?"
You leaned forward and gave him a lingering kiss. "I would love nothing more than that."
You both quickly actually showered before you dried yourselves up and got ready for sleep.
But before you laid down, San turned back towards you with an arrogant smirk. "Just to make things clear, baby. I'm still better than you."
A/n I tried to proofread it as much as I could, but I'm dyslexic and English isn't my first language, so you might still find mistakes. I hope you guys enjoyed this ff!
