the effects of lust.
Title: The Effects of Lust.
Pairings: Key/fc.
Length: A somewhat long oneshot. (look, it's an oxymoron! xD)
Rating: NC 17.
Genre: Umm.. romance?
A/N: OMG. This is the longest thing I've ever written. I kinda gave up halfway because I got so pissed at the story so I rushed it and just wrote some crap to finish this damn thing. So the story is like, REALLY choppy and non-detailed.I kinda pmsed while writing this story so it might go from happy to depressed to smut very suddenly. xDD oh & I was too annoyed at this story so I didn't even edit this... xDD But I wrote this for uhh what's her name again? oh yeah COLOURHEART! :] (you can probably tell by the names...) So yeah, ENJOY this very sucky story! <3
and ps: I do not take full credit for the sex scene. xD Sorry if it's kinda .... "revealing." I was in a very :M mood when I wrote it. xD
Summary: They were both prepared for an easy night of drinking and partying, but neither one of them expected to find comfort in each other--neither expected to find love.
It was a Friday night. At many other parts of the world, it may be a quiet, calm evening but this was not the case for 18 year old Kaye in Central Korea. Exam week was finally over and there was no way in hell that Kaye was going to pass out on an opportunity to celebrate the special occasion. Sitting in a shiny black limousine, she was dressed to impress. Her hair styled flawlessly, Kaye was sporting a chic, red strapless Louis Vuitton dress and a Chanel clutch in her hands. There was no doubt about it; she was the epitome of perfection.
As she waited impatiently to reach her destination, her mind began to wander. Closing her eyes, Kaye envisioned what the summer will bring her. Summer-the time of beach and sun, of tanning and of course, hot boys. Sighing in delight, she was broken out of her thoughts by the honking of a nearby car. Realizing the limo had halted to a stop, she casually stepped out onto the busy sidewalk. A gust of sudden wind blew in her bearing, causing her hair and dress to glide adrift. Gathering up her serenity, Kaye checked her appearance hastily, before walking towards the fiery red entrance.
The moment she entered the loud, booming club, Kaye felt herself immersing into the surroundings instantly. The piercing music thudded, muffling conversations and causing the area to echo and vibrate endlessly. The room was smoky and dark, its disco lights flashing wildly everywhere. The atmosphere was humid, and contained the stench of sweat lingering in the air. Bodies were everywhere, in every corner of the room, groping and grinding against one another. This was truly a blazing party.
Making her way through the crowds, Kaye chuckled at the sexual tensions residing in the air. She walked over to the bar and without hesitating, she immediately sat down on one of the stools. Just as she was setting her clutch onto the counter, the bartender came over and poured her a glass of sex on a beach.
Kaye stared at the drink in confusion. “Um, excuse me? I didn’t order this,” she said shortly.
The bartender took a quick glance at her and replied, “I know. The guy over there bought it for you. He said it seemed appropriate.”
Kaye raised an eyebrow. “Which guy?”
The bartender pointed his finger to her left. Kaye turned her head in the direction and her eyes settled on a figure staring intently back at her. Smirking, Kaye remained in her seat. She knew the games well. Swallowing a sip of her vodka, she felt the icy liquid burn in her throat, causing her entire body to shudder in flames. Ignoring the blazing sensations, Kaye drowned her shot in one gulp. She let out a breath and lightly tapped her fingers along the counter.
Just like she planned, it took no sooner than a couple of minutes before the mysterious guy made his way to the bar, and sat down tentatively in a seat beside her. Kaye turned to face him, taking in his appearance for the first time. Her eyes widened in shock. He had to be one of the most gorgeous guys she had ever seen. His auburn hair was glossy, sweeping over his forehead and contrasted with the radiance of the air. His face was faultlessly structured, creating a perfect curve and meeting to his chiseled jaw. But what mesmerized her most were his eyes; bright and gleaming, and they seemed to captivate her, drawing her in.
“So what’s your story?” he asked. His voice was deep, breaking into her thoughts, yet delicately soft, like a sweet lullaby to her ears.
“…Pardon me?”
He rephrased his question. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing drinking alone?”
Kaye chuckled in amusement. “You think I’m pretty?” she flirted, licking her lips.
He didn’t answer, merely took a sip of his drink. “Name’s Key. What’s yours?”
“Kaye.”
“Kaye…That’s a nice name,” Key said, grinning a boyish smile.
Kaye returned a smile. “Thanks.”
“So…are you here alone?”
“If you’re asking if I’m single, then yes.”
Key finished his glass and set it on the table. Looking over at the vacant pool table, he nodded in its direction. “How ‘bout a game?”
“A game of what? Pool? Why?”
“Come on, loosen up. Just for fun?” he pleaded, mustering up the best puppy face he could. Kaye felt her heart quicken for just a second. Damn, he was attractive and cute. “Look, I’ll even go easy on you!”
Kaye raised an eyebrow, she could have some fun with this. “Fine,” she decided, “but let’s make this more interesting. How about…whoever loses has to do whatever the winner says?”
He laughed, leaning on the table. “You’ve got yourself a deal there, honey.” Silently, they got their equipments together and set up the game. “Now, now. Ladies first.”
Kaye flashed him a smile as she grabbed her own pool stick. Analyzing the billiard balls, she held her stick to her side and shot. She watched the balls bounce off one another in perfect alignment as three balls sailed swiftly inside the holes. Smirking with satisfaction, Kaye skipped in front of Key and lightly grazed his chest with her fingers. She leaned in, her lips inches away from his ear and whispered, “Oh, did I forget to mention? I’m kinda, really, good at pool.”
Key’s body stiffened as he felt her hot breath upon his earlobes. He swallowed dryly, staring at the gorgeous girl in front of him. “T-that wasn’t very nice,” Key let out, trying to keep his voice as normal as he could. He would never let her know just how much of an effect she had on him.
Kaye locked eyes with him and answered, “I never said I was nice now, did I?” and walked back to her original standing.
For the next hour, they continued their game of pool with Kaye cheering in delight and Key muttering in anger. In the end, the victory, no surprise, went to Kaye, much to Key’s dismay.
Kaye squealed, jumping into the air. “So, Mr. Big-shot, how does it feel to be a slave?”
Key furrowed his eyebrows, and set his pool stick onto the table. He walked over to Kaye. “Slave? I don’t remember that being part of our agreement.”
“Our agreement was that the loser had to do anything the winner said! And since you’re the loser and I’m the winner, I guess you have to do whatever I tell you to!”
Key sighed, and ordered a beer. Taking a gulp, he asked wearily, “Alright, alright. What do you want me to do, your highness?”
“Hmm, let’s think. How about you buy me everything in the whole world?” she exclaimed, her eyes twinkling.
Key frowned, scratching his forehead. “Uhh, I don’t think I can do that…I mean well, for one thing I’m not super rich…” Kaye tried to keep a straight face as she watched him ramble on. “…and not to mention, the world has a lot of things. But that’s not to say I don’t want to buy you anything because I don’t want you to think I’m a cheapskate or anything…” he trailed off, uncertainty in his tone.
Finally, Kaye could no longer hold in her laughter. “Key! Relax! I was simply joking… How shallow do you think I am? You’re so gullible!”
“Oh...” he said, bowing his head down in embarrassment. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-”
Kaye cut him off. “Did I ever tell you how adorable you are when you’re embarrassed?”
“Oh, uhm, no…I don’t recall you did…”
“Well then, I’m telling you now.”
Key scratched his head, diverting his eyes on the ceramic tiles of the floor. “T-thanks…”
An awkward stillness evaded.
“Hey, I got an idea…Let’s play I Never!”
Key raised an eyebrow. “I never? Are you serious? That’s like, a kindergarten game!”
“What’s your point?” she asked, glowering at him. She turned her body to face his, and placed her fingers on her lap. “Besides, you have to do whatever I say so are you in or not?”
Key stared at her and considered. He had played this before in his sophomore year, and well, let’s just say booze and intoxication don’t mix.
However, he was a grown man now, not a rebellious teenager. After a moment of deliberation, he replied, “Sure, what the heck. I ain’t got nothing else to do.”
Kaye grinned and clapped her hands, her face glowing with excitement. “Great!” After ordering several more bottles of beer, they found a secluded area in the corner of the club.
“Who starts?”
“I’ll go.” Kaye declared as she wiggled in her seat, “I…I’ve never liked yellow gummy bears.” Key rolled his eyes and lifted his bottle to his lips. He loved gummy bears as a kid. Kaye chuckled as Key took a nip. “Your turn.”
Key thought for a second before stating, “I’ve never eaten a bagel.”
Kaye’s chin dropped to the floor. “Are you serious?” He nodded in response. “But bagels are like, the food of the Gods!”
He laughed at Kaye’s ghastly expression. “What can I say? I’m a true Korean, I guess. It’s sushi and milk tea for me all the way.”
“Man, you’re missing out on so much deliciousness.” Kaye took a minute to gain composure. Once she got over the shock, she said, “I’ve never gone to private school.” This time they both rose their bottles to their lips.
“Oh really? You went to private school?” Kaye asked, stating the obvious.
“I drank, didn’t I?”
Kaye rolled her eyes. “Sheesh, it was just a mindless question. Don’t crap your pants so fast.”
“Excuse me?” Key asked, scrounging his eyebrows.
“Huh? Oh, it’s just an English phrase. Nothing personal,” she explained. Noticing Key’s confusion, she added, “I spent half of my life in New York.”
“Oh…Americans sure have interesting expressions...”
Kaye laughed. “That they do. Hey, wait! Stop going off topic. It’s your turn now.”
“I’ve never been to America,” Key smirked, seeing Kaye roll her eyes for what appears to be the thousandth time that night.
“Gee, how creative,” she replied, sarcasm drenching every word. “I’ve… never hit on girls.”
“Well I’ve never hit on guys.”
“I’ve never mocked someone.”
“I’ve never lied about mocking someone.”
“I’ve never hated pizza.”
“I’ve never hated eggplant.”
“I’ve never gone skinny-dipping.”
“I’ve never worn pink.”
“I’ve never been to Disneyland.”
“I’ve never lived in New York.”
“This is so not fair. All you’re doing is rebutting my statements,” Kaye whined, her speech coming out a tad slurred. By now, both parties have reached what is considered to be their alcohol tolerance level. “Are you trying to get me drunk or something?”
Key chuckled. “So what if I was? What if I said that was my plan all along?” he asked daringly.
“Well then, I would have to say your evil plan is working,” Kaye replied sluggishly, rubbing her temple slightly. “What do you say…Let’s give this three more rounds?”
Key agreed, nodding his head. His head was whizzing and his alertness was flawed now. Suddenly, without thinking, he said, “I’ve… never wished I could change my past.”
Kaye froze, surprised at such a private question. Silence overtook the air between them as the two brunettes gaped at the bottles in front of them. Without a glance, they both drank again. Key raised his wrist and checked the time. 2:34am. He was about to declare the ‘game’ over when a whisper interrupted his thoughts.
“I’ve never been in love…”
Key’s head shot up at her soft voice, and as he examined her, he could tell there a distressed soul behind her eyes. She sounded afraid, full of sorrow, as if love was the cruelest act humankind can experience. Well, in some ways…he assumes it was.
However, what was even more surprising was when Key suddenly took a drink. Kaye stared at him questionably, surprised at what he was implying.
Key noticed her perplexed gaze and offered her a sad smile. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Kaye,” he murmured, his eyes focusing on a dirt stain on the carved, wooden table.
Silence filled the space between them again, but this time there was a slight deafening sadness protracted in the air. Neither Kaye nor Key attempted to change the ambiance, and instead, they chose to immerse the underlying subject matter with alcohol. Lots of alcohol.
Seconds morphed into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. At least, to the two brunettes, it certainly seemed like hours.
“You’re wrong.”
“…I’m sorry?”
“About what you said before. That I don’t know anything about you.”
Key kept quiet.
“I do know things about you, Key.”
“Oh, really? Like what?” He raised an eyebrow.
“I know your favourite drink is a tequila sunrise. I know you stare at the ground when you’re uncomfortable, and you scratch your head when you’re confused. But most importantly, I know…” she trailed off, her eyes glinting with mischief. She got up from her chair and strutted in front of Key.
“You know…?”
Swinging one of her knee over his lap, she straddled him between the legs. “I know… that you want to kiss me.” she finished, her voice rich in seduction.
Key leaned his body towards her. “And how do you figure that?”
“How do you not?”
He looked into her eyes, and felt mesmerized by her beauty. Devoid of inhibitions, he closed the gap between their faces and crashed his lips against her’s. She was right. He did want to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her the second he saw her sitting at the bar.
Kaye gasped as she felt his lips on her’s, surprised by the sudden aggressiveness. However, after a split second, she relaxed to his touch. Moaning, Key forced her lips open and she abided, allowing their tongues to mesh madly together. Kaye ran her fingers furiously through his hair as he slipped his hand to the back of her waist and pulled her body closer to his. She could already feel her body reacting with his and moaned at the contact between their bodies.
Key felt his body was on fire as he heard her moan, and in a split second, he slammed her against the wall. He roamed his hands everywhere against her body, trying to feel every part of her. Just as his hands slipped under the zipper of her dress, Kaye pushed him off.
Panting heavily, he asked confusedly, “What? What’s wrong?”
Kaye’s face was flushed as she tried to regain her breath. “No-nothing. It’s just, are you sure about this? Do you really want to do this?”
Key looked down at her and watched as her chest rose and fell rapidly. He did that to her, made her all breathless and hot. It excited him and he definitely didn't want to stop now. Nodding, he brushed a strand of hair from her face and replied softly, “only if you want to."
She gazed at his lopsided grin with his messy hair and ruffled shirt, and her heart skipped a beat. How could he be so cute even when he was all hot and bothered?
Looking down, she responded, “I do…I just…”
“Just what?” he asked gently.
“I don’t want this to be just a one time thing, I’ve had more than enough of that. I like you, a lot actually and I just…I want this to mean something.”
Key wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer. “This isn’t just a one time thing, Kaye. I like you a lot too,” he responded seriously, “as crazy as this sound, I feel like you’re the missing part from my life I’ve been searching for. You make me complete, Kaye.”
Kaye’s heart sped up rapidly as she listened to his sincere words. She couldn’t believe how the night had played out. She had come, with the thought of drinking a few beers, some tequila, and perhaps flirt with a cute guy or two. Instead, she’s found her prince charming.
“So? You still wanna do this?”
She beamed and gave him a hard kiss. "Hell yeah I want to do this." After uttering her words, she removed his hands from her waist, trailing his bottom lip with her tongue. He responded instantly with eagerness. They soon found their previous rhythm and let their tongues mate violently. The feel of Key' tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth made her longing to feel his hard member thrust in and out of her just as wildly.
Key pushed her up against the wall once again, his fingers trying to free the dress off of her, but to no success. Either it was a trick zipper or his hands just weren’t working like they were supposed to. He muttered in annoyance as Kaye laughed at his impatient state. Stepping back, she raised her arms and promptly removed the expensive dress from her body, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy, black bra and matching bottom.
Key slowly unclasped her bra, and felt his knees go weak. She looked like an angel. He brought his lips down to her chest. As he pressed butterfly kisses against her skin, he whispered hoarsely, “You’re beautiful, Kaye.”
Kaye diverted her eyes to the ground, blushing at his compliment. She couldn’t remember the last time someone told her she was beautiful.
However, she was broken out of her thoughts as she felt him continue trailing kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. Key moved one of his hands to her butt and massaged her skin with the other. He let his lips trail down her neck to reach her navel as he lightly dipped his tongue across it. Key’s hand seared a path down her abdomen and to her thighs, hiking up her underwear. He, quickly and effortlessly, with one hand, tore the small lace material apart from her lower body. He heard Kaye yelp with excitement from above as he placed his mouth back onto her lips; he needed to feel her lips on his once again. Not breaking the kiss, he held her up by the butt and supported her by his arms.
Kaye gasped at the sudden movement as her body shivered from the coolness of the brick wall. She tore off his shirt impatiently, chucking it aside. She took a second to admire his muscled body and all its toned glory. Kissing him hungrily, she begged breathlessly, “I can’t take this anymore. I need you Key…I need you inside of me.”
Key nodded, feeling the same anxiousness she was feeling. He hurriedly unzipped his pants, ripping off his briefs and without a warning; he entered deeply inside of her. After waiting briefly for her to adjust to the size of him, Key began moving slowly within her. Kaye wrapped her legs around his waist as she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies dancing in perfect harmony.
She let out a shaky moan, sighing at the pleasure he was evoking within her, and he thought it was the most erotic sound he’s ever heard. Tightening his grip on her, Key sped up, thrusting deeper and harder and faster with every movement. Kaye shut her eyes tightly, her body overtaken by the pleasure she’s feeling. Their bodies were in perfect sync, as if they were always meant for one another.
After a few minutes, Key felt the insides of her walls clench and he knew she was close.
“Key…” she whimpered shakily, “I’m almost there…”
“No…Open your eyes, Kaye. I want to see you when you come.”
Obeying his commands, Kaye forced her eyes open just as she was brought to the edge. She cried out in absolute pleasure, causing Key to reach his climax right after. Key held her against him as they rode out their orgasms.
After a few minutes, the two ‘lovers’ stayed huddled in each other’s embrace. Key slowly stroked her, memorizing the feel of her silky skin. He brought his face to her hair, and engrossed himself into her scent.
“What do you say we go back to my condo?” Kaye asked quietly, trying to fix his rustled hair.
Key grinned. “I say that is the greatest sentence I’ve heard my entire life.”
After they redressed themselves, or at least, redressed to the best of their ability, they made their way down the desolate sidewalk. Their hands locked in a tight grip, Kaye and Key walked leisurely under the bright reflections of the moonlight. As they reached an intersection, Kaye abruptly stopped.
Turning to face Key, she frowned deeply and asked, “Did we really just have sex in the back of a building?!”
Pairings: Key/fc.
Length: A somewhat long oneshot. (look, it's an oxymoron! xD)
Rating: NC 17.
Genre: Umm.. romance?
A/N: OMG. This is the longest thing I've ever written. I kinda gave up halfway because I got so pissed at the story so I rushed it and just wrote some crap to finish this damn thing. So the story is like, REALLY choppy and non-detailed.I kinda pmsed while writing this story so it might go from happy to depressed to smut very suddenly. xDD oh & I was too annoyed at this story so I didn't even edit this... xDD But I wrote this for uhh what's her name again? oh yeah COLOURHEART! :] (you can probably tell by the names...) So yeah, ENJOY this very sucky story! <3
and ps: I do not take full credit for the sex scene. xD Sorry if it's kinda .... "revealing." I was in a very :M mood when I wrote it. xD
Summary: They were both prepared for an easy night of drinking and partying, but neither one of them expected to find comfort in each other--neither expected to find love.
It was a Friday night. At many other parts of the world, it may be a quiet, calm evening but this was not the case for 18 year old Kaye in Central Korea. Exam week was finally over and there was no way in hell that Kaye was going to pass out on an opportunity to celebrate the special occasion. Sitting in a shiny black limousine, she was dressed to impress. Her hair styled flawlessly, Kaye was sporting a chic, red strapless Louis Vuitton dress and a Chanel clutch in her hands. There was no doubt about it; she was the epitome of perfection.
As she waited impatiently to reach her destination, her mind began to wander. Closing her eyes, Kaye envisioned what the summer will bring her. Summer-the time of beach and sun, of tanning and of course, hot boys. Sighing in delight, she was broken out of her thoughts by the honking of a nearby car. Realizing the limo had halted to a stop, she casually stepped out onto the busy sidewalk. A gust of sudden wind blew in her bearing, causing her hair and dress to glide adrift. Gathering up her serenity, Kaye checked her appearance hastily, before walking towards the fiery red entrance.
The moment she entered the loud, booming club, Kaye felt herself immersing into the surroundings instantly. The piercing music thudded, muffling conversations and causing the area to echo and vibrate endlessly. The room was smoky and dark, its disco lights flashing wildly everywhere. The atmosphere was humid, and contained the stench of sweat lingering in the air. Bodies were everywhere, in every corner of the room, groping and grinding against one another. This was truly a blazing party.
Making her way through the crowds, Kaye chuckled at the sexual tensions residing in the air. She walked over to the bar and without hesitating, she immediately sat down on one of the stools. Just as she was setting her clutch onto the counter, the bartender came over and poured her a glass of sex on a beach.
Kaye stared at the drink in confusion. “Um, excuse me? I didn’t order this,” she said shortly.
The bartender took a quick glance at her and replied, “I know. The guy over there bought it for you. He said it seemed appropriate.”
Kaye raised an eyebrow. “Which guy?”
The bartender pointed his finger to her left. Kaye turned her head in the direction and her eyes settled on a figure staring intently back at her. Smirking, Kaye remained in her seat. She knew the games well. Swallowing a sip of her vodka, she felt the icy liquid burn in her throat, causing her entire body to shudder in flames. Ignoring the blazing sensations, Kaye drowned her shot in one gulp. She let out a breath and lightly tapped her fingers along the counter.
Just like she planned, it took no sooner than a couple of minutes before the mysterious guy made his way to the bar, and sat down tentatively in a seat beside her. Kaye turned to face him, taking in his appearance for the first time. Her eyes widened in shock. He had to be one of the most gorgeous guys she had ever seen. His auburn hair was glossy, sweeping over his forehead and contrasted with the radiance of the air. His face was faultlessly structured, creating a perfect curve and meeting to his chiseled jaw. But what mesmerized her most were his eyes; bright and gleaming, and they seemed to captivate her, drawing her in.
“So what’s your story?” he asked. His voice was deep, breaking into her thoughts, yet delicately soft, like a sweet lullaby to her ears.
“…Pardon me?”
He rephrased his question. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing drinking alone?”
Kaye chuckled in amusement. “You think I’m pretty?” she flirted, licking her lips.
He didn’t answer, merely took a sip of his drink. “Name’s Key. What’s yours?”
“Kaye.”
“Kaye…That’s a nice name,” Key said, grinning a boyish smile.
Kaye returned a smile. “Thanks.”
“So…are you here alone?”
“If you’re asking if I’m single, then yes.”
Key finished his glass and set it on the table. Looking over at the vacant pool table, he nodded in its direction. “How ‘bout a game?”
“A game of what? Pool? Why?”
“Come on, loosen up. Just for fun?” he pleaded, mustering up the best puppy face he could. Kaye felt her heart quicken for just a second. Damn, he was attractive and cute. “Look, I’ll even go easy on you!”
Kaye raised an eyebrow, she could have some fun with this. “Fine,” she decided, “but let’s make this more interesting. How about…whoever loses has to do whatever the winner says?”
He laughed, leaning on the table. “You’ve got yourself a deal there, honey.” Silently, they got their equipments together and set up the game. “Now, now. Ladies first.”
Kaye flashed him a smile as she grabbed her own pool stick. Analyzing the billiard balls, she held her stick to her side and shot. She watched the balls bounce off one another in perfect alignment as three balls sailed swiftly inside the holes. Smirking with satisfaction, Kaye skipped in front of Key and lightly grazed his chest with her fingers. She leaned in, her lips inches away from his ear and whispered, “Oh, did I forget to mention? I’m kinda, really, good at pool.”
Key’s body stiffened as he felt her hot breath upon his earlobes. He swallowed dryly, staring at the gorgeous girl in front of him. “T-that wasn’t very nice,” Key let out, trying to keep his voice as normal as he could. He would never let her know just how much of an effect she had on him.
Kaye locked eyes with him and answered, “I never said I was nice now, did I?” and walked back to her original standing.
For the next hour, they continued their game of pool with Kaye cheering in delight and Key muttering in anger. In the end, the victory, no surprise, went to Kaye, much to Key’s dismay.
Kaye squealed, jumping into the air. “So, Mr. Big-shot, how does it feel to be a slave?”
Key furrowed his eyebrows, and set his pool stick onto the table. He walked over to Kaye. “Slave? I don’t remember that being part of our agreement.”
“Our agreement was that the loser had to do anything the winner said! And since you’re the loser and I’m the winner, I guess you have to do whatever I tell you to!”
Key sighed, and ordered a beer. Taking a gulp, he asked wearily, “Alright, alright. What do you want me to do, your highness?”
“Hmm, let’s think. How about you buy me everything in the whole world?” she exclaimed, her eyes twinkling.
Key frowned, scratching his forehead. “Uhh, I don’t think I can do that…I mean well, for one thing I’m not super rich…” Kaye tried to keep a straight face as she watched him ramble on. “…and not to mention, the world has a lot of things. But that’s not to say I don’t want to buy you anything because I don’t want you to think I’m a cheapskate or anything…” he trailed off, uncertainty in his tone.
Finally, Kaye could no longer hold in her laughter. “Key! Relax! I was simply joking… How shallow do you think I am? You’re so gullible!”
“Oh...” he said, bowing his head down in embarrassment. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-”
Kaye cut him off. “Did I ever tell you how adorable you are when you’re embarrassed?”
“Oh, uhm, no…I don’t recall you did…”
“Well then, I’m telling you now.”
Key scratched his head, diverting his eyes on the ceramic tiles of the floor. “T-thanks…”
An awkward stillness evaded.
“Hey, I got an idea…Let’s play I Never!”
Key raised an eyebrow. “I never? Are you serious? That’s like, a kindergarten game!”
“What’s your point?” she asked, glowering at him. She turned her body to face his, and placed her fingers on her lap. “Besides, you have to do whatever I say so are you in or not?”
Key stared at her and considered. He had played this before in his sophomore year, and well, let’s just say booze and intoxication don’t mix.
However, he was a grown man now, not a rebellious teenager. After a moment of deliberation, he replied, “Sure, what the heck. I ain’t got nothing else to do.”
Kaye grinned and clapped her hands, her face glowing with excitement. “Great!” After ordering several more bottles of beer, they found a secluded area in the corner of the club.
“Who starts?”
“I’ll go.” Kaye declared as she wiggled in her seat, “I…I’ve never liked yellow gummy bears.” Key rolled his eyes and lifted his bottle to his lips. He loved gummy bears as a kid. Kaye chuckled as Key took a nip. “Your turn.”
Key thought for a second before stating, “I’ve never eaten a bagel.”
Kaye’s chin dropped to the floor. “Are you serious?” He nodded in response. “But bagels are like, the food of the Gods!”
He laughed at Kaye’s ghastly expression. “What can I say? I’m a true Korean, I guess. It’s sushi and milk tea for me all the way.”
“Man, you’re missing out on so much deliciousness.” Kaye took a minute to gain composure. Once she got over the shock, she said, “I’ve never gone to private school.” This time they both rose their bottles to their lips.
“Oh really? You went to private school?” Kaye asked, stating the obvious.
“I drank, didn’t I?”
Kaye rolled her eyes. “Sheesh, it was just a mindless question. Don’t crap your pants so fast.”
“Excuse me?” Key asked, scrounging his eyebrows.
“Huh? Oh, it’s just an English phrase. Nothing personal,” she explained. Noticing Key’s confusion, she added, “I spent half of my life in New York.”
“Oh…Americans sure have interesting expressions...”
Kaye laughed. “That they do. Hey, wait! Stop going off topic. It’s your turn now.”
“I’ve never been to America,” Key smirked, seeing Kaye roll her eyes for what appears to be the thousandth time that night.
“Gee, how creative,” she replied, sarcasm drenching every word. “I’ve… never hit on girls.”
“Well I’ve never hit on guys.”
“I’ve never mocked someone.”
“I’ve never lied about mocking someone.”
“I’ve never hated pizza.”
“I’ve never hated eggplant.”
“I’ve never gone skinny-dipping.”
“I’ve never worn pink.”
“I’ve never been to Disneyland.”
“I’ve never lived in New York.”
“This is so not fair. All you’re doing is rebutting my statements,” Kaye whined, her speech coming out a tad slurred. By now, both parties have reached what is considered to be their alcohol tolerance level. “Are you trying to get me drunk or something?”
Key chuckled. “So what if I was? What if I said that was my plan all along?” he asked daringly.
“Well then, I would have to say your evil plan is working,” Kaye replied sluggishly, rubbing her temple slightly. “What do you say…Let’s give this three more rounds?”
Key agreed, nodding his head. His head was whizzing and his alertness was flawed now. Suddenly, without thinking, he said, “I’ve… never wished I could change my past.”
Kaye froze, surprised at such a private question. Silence overtook the air between them as the two brunettes gaped at the bottles in front of them. Without a glance, they both drank again. Key raised his wrist and checked the time. 2:34am. He was about to declare the ‘game’ over when a whisper interrupted his thoughts.
“I’ve never been in love…”
Key’s head shot up at her soft voice, and as he examined her, he could tell there a distressed soul behind her eyes. She sounded afraid, full of sorrow, as if love was the cruelest act humankind can experience. Well, in some ways…he assumes it was.
However, what was even more surprising was when Key suddenly took a drink. Kaye stared at him questionably, surprised at what he was implying.
Key noticed her perplexed gaze and offered her a sad smile. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Kaye,” he murmured, his eyes focusing on a dirt stain on the carved, wooden table.
Silence filled the space between them again, but this time there was a slight deafening sadness protracted in the air. Neither Kaye nor Key attempted to change the ambiance, and instead, they chose to immerse the underlying subject matter with alcohol. Lots of alcohol.
Seconds morphed into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. At least, to the two brunettes, it certainly seemed like hours.
“You’re wrong.”
“…I’m sorry?”
“About what you said before. That I don’t know anything about you.”
Key kept quiet.
“I do know things about you, Key.”
“Oh, really? Like what?” He raised an eyebrow.
“I know your favourite drink is a tequila sunrise. I know you stare at the ground when you’re uncomfortable, and you scratch your head when you’re confused. But most importantly, I know…” she trailed off, her eyes glinting with mischief. She got up from her chair and strutted in front of Key.
“You know…?”
Swinging one of her knee over his lap, she straddled him between the legs. “I know… that you want to kiss me.” she finished, her voice rich in seduction.
Key leaned his body towards her. “And how do you figure that?”
“How do you not?”
He looked into her eyes, and felt mesmerized by her beauty. Devoid of inhibitions, he closed the gap between their faces and crashed his lips against her’s. She was right. He did want to kiss her. He wanted to kiss her the second he saw her sitting at the bar.
Kaye gasped as she felt his lips on her’s, surprised by the sudden aggressiveness. However, after a split second, she relaxed to his touch. Moaning, Key forced her lips open and she abided, allowing their tongues to mesh madly together. Kaye ran her fingers furiously through his hair as he slipped his hand to the back of her waist and pulled her body closer to his. She could already feel her body reacting with his and moaned at the contact between their bodies.
Key felt his body was on fire as he heard her moan, and in a split second, he slammed her against the wall. He roamed his hands everywhere against her body, trying to feel every part of her. Just as his hands slipped under the zipper of her dress, Kaye pushed him off.
Panting heavily, he asked confusedly, “What? What’s wrong?”
Kaye’s face was flushed as she tried to regain her breath. “No-nothing. It’s just, are you sure about this? Do you really want to do this?”
Key looked down at her and watched as her chest rose and fell rapidly. He did that to her, made her all breathless and hot. It excited him and he definitely didn't want to stop now. Nodding, he brushed a strand of hair from her face and replied softly, “only if you want to."
She gazed at his lopsided grin with his messy hair and ruffled shirt, and her heart skipped a beat. How could he be so cute even when he was all hot and bothered?
Looking down, she responded, “I do…I just…”
“Just what?” he asked gently.
“I don’t want this to be just a one time thing, I’ve had more than enough of that. I like you, a lot actually and I just…I want this to mean something.”
Key wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer. “This isn’t just a one time thing, Kaye. I like you a lot too,” he responded seriously, “as crazy as this sound, I feel like you’re the missing part from my life I’ve been searching for. You make me complete, Kaye.”
Kaye’s heart sped up rapidly as she listened to his sincere words. She couldn’t believe how the night had played out. She had come, with the thought of drinking a few beers, some tequila, and perhaps flirt with a cute guy or two. Instead, she’s found her prince charming.
“So? You still wanna do this?”
She beamed and gave him a hard kiss. "Hell yeah I want to do this." After uttering her words, she removed his hands from her waist, trailing his bottom lip with her tongue. He responded instantly with eagerness. They soon found their previous rhythm and let their tongues mate violently. The feel of Key' tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth made her longing to feel his hard member thrust in and out of her just as wildly.
Key pushed her up against the wall once again, his fingers trying to free the dress off of her, but to no success. Either it was a trick zipper or his hands just weren’t working like they were supposed to. He muttered in annoyance as Kaye laughed at his impatient state. Stepping back, she raised her arms and promptly removed the expensive dress from her body, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy, black bra and matching bottom.
Key slowly unclasped her bra, and felt his knees go weak. She looked like an angel. He brought his lips down to her chest. As he pressed butterfly kisses against her skin, he whispered hoarsely, “You’re beautiful, Kaye.”
Kaye diverted her eyes to the ground, blushing at his compliment. She couldn’t remember the last time someone told her she was beautiful.
However, she was broken out of her thoughts as she felt him continue trailing kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. Key moved one of his hands to her butt and massaged her skin with the other. He let his lips trail down her neck to reach her navel as he lightly dipped his tongue across it. Key’s hand seared a path down her abdomen and to her thighs, hiking up her underwear. He, quickly and effortlessly, with one hand, tore the small lace material apart from her lower body. He heard Kaye yelp with excitement from above as he placed his mouth back onto her lips; he needed to feel her lips on his once again. Not breaking the kiss, he held her up by the butt and supported her by his arms.
Kaye gasped at the sudden movement as her body shivered from the coolness of the brick wall. She tore off his shirt impatiently, chucking it aside. She took a second to admire his muscled body and all its toned glory. Kissing him hungrily, she begged breathlessly, “I can’t take this anymore. I need you Key…I need you inside of me.”
Key nodded, feeling the same anxiousness she was feeling. He hurriedly unzipped his pants, ripping off his briefs and without a warning; he entered deeply inside of her. After waiting briefly for her to adjust to the size of him, Key began moving slowly within her. Kaye wrapped her legs around his waist as she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies dancing in perfect harmony.
She let out a shaky moan, sighing at the pleasure he was evoking within her, and he thought it was the most erotic sound he’s ever heard. Tightening his grip on her, Key sped up, thrusting deeper and harder and faster with every movement. Kaye shut her eyes tightly, her body overtaken by the pleasure she’s feeling. Their bodies were in perfect sync, as if they were always meant for one another.
After a few minutes, Key felt the insides of her walls clench and he knew she was close.
“Key…” she whimpered shakily, “I’m almost there…”
“No…Open your eyes, Kaye. I want to see you when you come.”
Obeying his commands, Kaye forced her eyes open just as she was brought to the edge. She cried out in absolute pleasure, causing Key to reach his climax right after. Key held her against him as they rode out their orgasms.
After a few minutes, the two ‘lovers’ stayed huddled in each other’s embrace. Key slowly stroked her, memorizing the feel of her silky skin. He brought his face to her hair, and engrossed himself into her scent.
“What do you say we go back to my condo?” Kaye asked quietly, trying to fix his rustled hair.
Key grinned. “I say that is the greatest sentence I’ve heard my entire life.”
After they redressed themselves, or at least, redressed to the best of their ability, they made their way down the desolate sidewalk. Their hands locked in a tight grip, Kaye and Key walked leisurely under the bright reflections of the moonlight. As they reached an intersection, Kaye abruptly stopped.
Turning to face Key, she frowned deeply and asked, “Did we really just have sex in the back of a building?!”