I spoke into the darkness that enveloped the living room now, apparent that the lights had been turned off. He shouted a small coming! that made me smile, his voice sounding further than normal, meaning he'd probably stopped by the kitchen.

He returned with a bottle of blood red wine, two glasses in tow. He smiled his all too perfect smile and I couldn't help but return it, the heat radiating from me in waves so strongly that I'm sure it fueled the flames around me to glow a tad bit brighter, if that were even possible.

Setting the items down by the tub, Kihyun motioned for me to sit straight and he stepped into the tub behind me, settling his back against the edge of it. Once he spread his legs and had them on either side of me, he pulled me back into his embrace, my wet back meeting his warm and surprisingly more broad than I remembered chest.

He sighed, deep in his throat and it made his chest vibrate with the sound. It lulled me to lean my head back on his shoulder, eyes lazily meeting his own half lidded ones.

Without warning, Kihyun began to sing, in the octaves of dripping gold and honey. The song was already partway through but it didn't stop Kihyun from harmonizing from what felt like the heavens above. I swore the sound alone cradled my lungs and kept the air from filling them up.

His hands stroked along my sides, soft and trembling along the smooth skin there.

" Can't we just talk?" Kihyun reached past the cusp of the tub, pulling back with a glass of wine for me, his own cradled under the lazy grip on the hand he had braced on the side closest to the wall. I couldn't help but take a slow pull of the bloody liquid, the slow and slightly room temperature drink making its way down my throat like molasses, like it had all day to reach the pit of my stomach and warm me to a decent buzz. The flavor that followed was tart, sans any bitterness as it tasted as sugar sweet as everything else that came with knowing Kihyun.

"Talk about where we're goin' " His hand pulls back a few strands of my hair from my face, the water clinging to the hair and making it stick to my scalp. Some of the drops cascaded down my face, my eyes naturally coming to close at the sensation.

An idea burned in Kihyun's mind, his cock twitching at the filthy thought. Letting his hand rest at my clavicles, he brings his own wine glass to his lips, the deep and rich red contrasting with the lilac pink that dusted his lips. As he sipped hungrily on the drink, my eyes slowly opened to the sight of a singular drop of red slipping past the seam of his lips, trailing down the column of his perfect throat, where a prominent vein lay. Before it could drag any lower, I latched mu mouth there was best I could without twisting my body into that resembling a question mark. Sucking lightly, I make sure to pass my tongue and capture all of the fruity taste that the wine left sticky on his skin.

He groaned, the noise matching a vibration that hummed with my lips where they were attached. Pulling his glass away, he smacks his lips and chases the taste from his lips with a pass or two of his own tongue, mimicking how I lapped at his neck. I returned to my earlier position, head resting on Kihyun's shoulder once more as he continued to sing, his voice slightly more raspy with something aching to want; like fire licked at his throat and vocal chords.

" I've never felt like this before," His touch scorched now-burning a trail of need in the wake where my veins lay. No longer were his digits innocently skimming my sides, they gripped and tugged with intent, malicious indeed. He reached forward to cup my left breast with his only free hand, toying with my nipple and making me whimper as shocks made their way past my ribcage and down into the water, where my core was twitching.

"I apologize if I'm movin' too far," Kihyun punctuated his igniting words as his hand dipped down under the water, gently skimming where I burned the hottest. I jolted at the phantom touch, ripples in the water and some sloshing over the edge in reaction to my sudden movement. Some of Kihyun's wine crashed against the edge of the glass, a few stray droplets coming down in rich rivulets, each one larger than the next as they reached their end and dripped off the clear glass.

When they landed in the water, they tinged the area for just a mere moment, before the amount of water diluted to color and took the opaque red away and replaced it with the peach of the bath salts. I felt several grains swirl around me while I kicked around, trying to fight the extreme sensations Kihyun was bringing to me without even as much as touching me properly.

" Can't we just talk?, Can't we just talk? Figure out where we're growin'" He chuckled into my ear, his breath hot and heavy against the shell of it as his tongue came to follow. The burst and blooming of pleasure that came to fruition made me whine, keening in hopes that Kihyun would show mercy to his bathing lover. He suckled along my neck, bringing the glass of wine in his hand to my neck and tipping it over purposely, the cool liquid splashing audibly on my shoulder.

He watched with a burning fever as the wine stained my skin, leaving sticky sweet trails of color until it either ran off the sides into the milky bath water or collected in the space between my bones, in pools of inky red in my clavicles.

Unable to resist any longer, he sucked and lapped at the gaps where the liquid stayed static. I gasped at his hot mouth latched on my body, tasting every drop of wine along with the salty tang of my own skin, intermingling with the bitter rose water that still dotted my skin in pin pricks. Once he deemed I clean of the wine, he whispered my name, breathless, in my ear. I shivered at the sound, realizing he was just as wrecked as I was. His cock was solid behind me, full after all the teasing he'd succumbed me to.

" And I'm what you want, So stop thinkin' 'bout it "He half whispered-half sang against my neck, his breath coming short and desperate. The water swished and sloshed around the tub, the motion between the two of us causing it to erupt in waves to the point of cascading over the side and splashing down on the tile and soaking the maroon bath mat that lay on the other side.

Kihyun took the time to extract my wine glass from my trembling fingers. He placed his and my own where he had originally put them.

"Can we just talk?, Can we just talk?" He whimpered as I grinded back against him, causing his head to brush up against me over and over again. Had he not been submerged in that moment, I was sure he'd be drooling pre-cum all over my ass, no doubt making a mess like always.

He gripped my hips, that pesky magnet coming back into play, as he rocked against my backside. The water was relentless, constantly splashing and almost completely covering the sound of the music in the background.

" Talk about where we're goin'" Kihyun was practically begging now, his singing barely above a whisper as he tried to put his focus in working his hips along mine. All I could rely on for satisfaction was the ghosting fingertips of Kihyun's hand dipping down to tease along my thighs, and the constant slap of the splashing water against my hot core. It was a siren's call, begging me to succumb to the utmost pleasure I needed, to just push Kihyun's fingers where I needed them most. But unfortunately, nature doesn't work that way and water does just the opposite effect of what I need in order to proceed as I would normally.

"Before we get lost ,"Kihyun mouthed at my neck again, his voice finding some strength as he fucked against me, the mere pressure and friction driving him mad.

"Let me out first He whispered

" Can't get what we want without knowin' ," Kihyun couldn't hold back his own whimpers and moans, the thread inside him finally unraveling as he pistoned his hips against me, the smacks of his skin against me audible along with the slaps of waves of water colliding with each other as they traveled in opposite directions. Every forward thrust from Kihyun made me come to meet with an opposing force, another hard wave of water coming in contact with my lower half and making me squirm, only causing more smacks against me in return.

" I've never felt like this before," He finished himself off, one particularly hard grind against me making him erupt in white-hot pleasure, his come going straight into the water. It made the water between us murkier. Kihyun chuckled and finished with a few more thrusts, letting his high ride out its duration before he returned to singing into my ear, both hands coming around to tease at my nipples.

Kihyun teased, his breath fanning over the side of my face as he ground his now-soft cock into me, in hopes to keep the motion so I'd climax soon. The fingers that pulled and played with my nipples sent shocks of sensations of everywhere, toes curling from the aching pleasure I felt ramping up inside me.

Kihyun chuckled against my skin, the sound bringing me that much closer to the edge. I couldn't help it as I rose up higher against him, my back sticking to his chest as my head rolled back to crane onto his shoulder, my eyes meeting Kihyun's own burning dark orbs. I could see the aching satisfaction gleaming back at me.

"Can't we just talk?, Kihyun's fingers grazing the inside of my thighs and the mixture of his sickeningly sweet voice made me topple over the edge, my fingers gripping the edges of the tub until white bled into my skin as I came harder than I'm sure I've ever had-completely untouched.

Kihyun whispered praises in my ear, still rocking me gently to ride out mu own orgasm along with the soft waves the curled in the water. My eyes were closed, the pleasure too intense to handle with them open.

As I tried to come back from my high, I registered Kihyun still softly speaking into my ear, though his speaking was gentler now, if even that was possible. It was curling around me like smoke off a cigarette, enticing me to fall even deep for him.

"Can't we just talk?, Figure out where we're growin'He sang ending the song.

Off all the guys I've dated before Kihyun was the best among them all, able to breathe fire into my lungs and make me bend every which way to his will, to his word. All while looking like an angel himself.

But the angel may just turn out to be the devil, dressed in pretty lace and pastels.

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