in the company building with han

""Oh my god "Sulphur" get up already I'm bored"" Jeongin whines as he starts messing up your blankets and sheets annoyingly.

Han playfully punches your shoulder, a teasing smile on his face. "I know I'm something else, but it's because of you that I am. You bring out the best and the craziest in me."

You giggle, knowing full well that he isn't wrong. You always did have an effect on Han, pushing him to be more open and expressive.

"Oh really?" you challenge, raising an eyebrow at him. "How so?"

He winks at you, pulling you closer as you walk towards the car. "Well, for one, I probably wouldn't have the confidence to do this in public without your influence." He says as he softly pushes me up against the car and sucks my neck softly.

"Hmm, you think?" you murmur, feeling a thrill of excitement course through you as his lips trail along your neck. Your heart races, and you're grateful for the cover of the dark hallway as you feel yourself becoming flushed with desire.

"Mm-hmm," he whispers against your skin, his hands gently cupping your face. "You bring out my inner bad boy. But only for you, baby."

As his words hang in the air,

you feel his warmth radiating against you, grounding you in this intimate moment. You close your eyes, savoring the sensation of his lips on your skin and the security of his embrace.

"Han," you breathe out, "I love how you make me feel. Like I'm the only one who matters in this world."

He pulls back slightly, searching your eyes with a serious expression. "You are the only one who matters to me, baby. I would do anything for you, always."

Your heart swells with love as he leans in to kiss you again, his lips soft and passionate. In this moment, it feels like nothing else exists but the two of you, connected by a bond stronger than any force.

He smiles down at you, his eyes filled with desire and affection as he admires the sight of you laying on the desk. With a slow, deliberate motion, he unbuttons his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs beneath.

"I've always wanted to make music with you in this room, but not quite like this," he murmurs, his voice husky with lust. His gaze drifts down your body, lingering on the curves he knows so well, before meeting your eyes again. "Do you trust me?"

Your breath hitches at the question, your mind racing with anticipation. You nod, your eyes locked on his, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through you. Not sure if you're allowed to have sex before the abortion appointment

With a final confident smirk, Han starts to undress you, gently removing each article of clothing as he

places them neatly on the floor. You shiver slightly in the chilly room, your skin prickling with anticipation as he reveals more of your body to him. Each touch from his skilled hands sends a bolt of pleasure through you, heightening your senses and making you acutely aware of every inch of your skin.

Once you're fully undressed, Han steps back, taking in the sight of you standing before him, vulnerable yet beautiful. A slow, appreciative smile spreads across his face, and he reaches out to trace the outline of one of your breasts with his fingertip.

"You are breathtaking," he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper. He leans in, gently kissing your lips before trailing soft kisses down your neck and chest. Your heart beats rapidly in your

chest, the feeling of Han's lips and tongue on your skin sending waves of pleasure through you. Your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as you respond to his touch, arching into him and offering more of yourself to his exploration.

"I want to make you feel good, baby," he murmurs against your skin, his breath warm and soothing. "Trust me, let me take care of you."

You nod eagerly, unable to find words past the intense sensation of his kisses. He continues to explore your body, his lips tracing delicate patterns across your skin, each touch igniting a fire within you that grows stronger with every passing moment.

As his attention shifts to your core, you feel a wave of nervous anticipation wash over you. Despite being intimate before, there's something

new and intense about this encounter, the intensity of your emotions heightened by the knowledge of what lies ahead. Han seems to sense your apprehension, pausing momentarily to look into your eyes with a soft, reassuring expression.

"I'm here with you, baby," he whispers, gently cupping your face in his hands. "We'll take it slow, whatever you want. Just remember, I love you, and I'm not going anywhere."

You nod again, taking comfort in his words as he resumes his exploration, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on your skin before slowly delving between your folds. A shiver races down your spine, your body responding eagerly to his touch.

His thumb brushes gently against your most sensitive spot, and you gasp, your fingers digging into his

arms as the sensation courses through you. Han's eyes meet yours, his own dark with desire and admiration. He continues to tease you, each touch building the fire within you until it reaches a breaking point, leaving you writhing against his hand.

"Han...I need..." you murmur, your voice ragged with need.

He smirks, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly slides a finger inside you, stretching you open in preparation for what comes next. A wave of pleasure washes over you, your body arching against his touch as he continues to explore you.

"That's it, baby," he murmurs, his voice low and velvety. "Let me feel you, let me know how much you want me."

He just fingers you and eats you out, not wanting anything to go wrong with the procedure.

As he finger-fucks and eats you out, you can't help but cry out his name, the intensity of the sensations overwhelming. He responds to your cries by picking up the pace, his tongue darting and swirling around your most sensitive spots while his fingers plunge into you deep and hard.

"Oh god, Han," you moan, your legs trembling as you struggle to stay still on the desk. His name seems to ignite a fire within him, spurring him on to even greater heights. With each thrust, each flick of his tongue, you feel yourself inching closer to the edge, your body tensing in anticipation.

His free hand slides up your body, his thumb brushing across your swollen nipple, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through you. You come and he gives you after care.

As you reach your peak, Han increases his pace, guiding you through the throes of ecstasy until you finally cry out his name, your body trembling in his arms. When your shudders finally subside, he gently pulls away from your core, moving to lie beside you and cradle you in his arms.

"I'm right here, baby," he murmurs, his voice soft and comforting. "You did amazing."

You lean into him, basking in the afterglow of your orgasm as he tenderly kisses your forehead and strokes your hair. The air between you feels charged, filled with a sense of intimacy and connection that goes beyond the physical.

You smile and blush shyly, shy from his compliments. His lips curve

into a warm, gentle smile as he leans in to press a tender kiss to your lips. "You are amazing, and I'm so lucky to have you," he whispers, his eyes gleaming with affection.

You return the kiss, savoring the warmth of his lips against yours as you cling to him, both of you basking in the aftermath of your shared experience. Slowly, Han pulls away, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin as he gazes into your eyes.

"How was that?" he asks, his voice tinged with nervous anticipation. "Is there anything else you want me to do for you?"

You smile and nestle closer to him. It feels right, safe and secure in his embrace. "It was wonderful," you respond, your voice barely above