You feel your body surrender the second he touches you.
He’s soft; his fingers delicate on your body, delicate and oh so agonisingly, deliciously, slow...
You’re both standing in the lounge, music coming loudly from the stereo, filling up the air around you. Hoseok’s hands are on your waist, gently pushing you into a correct rhythm, matching the song’s tempo.
“You know I can’t dance Hobi,” you complain, blushing shyly from your inability, watching his determined face as he chuckles under his breath.
“Everyone can dance babe, everyone” he smiles absentmindedly, his face fixed in concentration, watching your feet, calculating. “You just have to learn the basics first...”
He’s close to you now, his hand pressed on you back, bringing you even closer to him. He notches you into his body whilst he dips you, making you laugh joyfully with the movement as the song begins to hit a crescendo. As he pulls you back up your arms wrap naturally around his shoulders as you grind into him, both of you moving in unison now, his thigh inbetween your legs as the bass reverb hits you deep in your chest.
You feel the subtle shift in him; the way the teacher side is slipping away, the way the dancer, the lover, is surfacing instead.
He rests his forehead against yours and his hands start to move up and down your body, running down your back, clutching tightly at your hips, grabbing your ass, always pressing you closer, closer...and softly, slowly, he’s kissing you; your bodies still moving together, the music inside you both as his tongue delves deep into your mouth and you feel him press himself against you, his body like a promise - telling you exactly whats in store for you.
“See?” he says as he breaks apart from you, smiling, holding your hands in his as he pulls you towards the bedroom, “I can make a dancer out of anyone...”
- Ask selected as part of the Hobiversary, for Smiley Anon 🙂, who requested “... something like you can’t dance at all so he tries to help you learn some basic moves but it turns into some soft sensual sex?”