Love in the Club

I hope you find me ~ unknown

Jimin

He just stood there. Dumbstruck. He seemed to have an internal debate on whether he should or shouldn’t get on. I pretended to be occupied on my phone and waited for him to get on. The lady voice on the lift came on announcing the closing of the doors.

“Are you getting on?” I asked him not looking away from my phone. I tried my level best to keep the amusement out of my voice.

“Y-yes! Sure,” he stuttered as he stumbled on and adjusted the straps of his backpack.

I like to think myself subtle but him... oh boy... he wasn't subtle at all. From the moment he got on the lift, I could feel his gaze on me. His eyes following my every move and burning holes through me.

Something about him was familiar and I tried to search my brain wondering why he looked so familiar. I was sure that I had met him before because I am really good with faces. I got a little frustrated when it did not come to me soon enough why the face was so familiar. Then it hit me!

Oh my God! He was the photographer from the park!

What were the odds? What was even more surprising was the fact that he worked in the company as I noted from the badge. Am I that oblivious that I do not know people who work here? No way! One doesn’t miss a face like that. He must be a new hire. I remembered the IT Product Design Team had recently hired a new person to their team and if I was right, he was the one that was hired.

I schooled my features to mask to hide the grin that was threatening to break through.

Wow.

He was gorgeous!

What surprised me was the star struck look he had in his eyes. I mentally high fived myself knowing that the attraction was not one sided. I could see the drool – well imaginary drool but you get the point. I think he had to remind himself that he was staring because a couple of times he seemed to shake himself out of it by tilting his head to one side and then shaking it.

Thrilled wasn't going to cover the feeling I had inside.

This was going to be fun!

I took my baseball cap off and ran my hands through my hair.

I was meeting Yoongi and Hoseok for a night about town so I had carried a change of clothes for after work to avoid the hustle of having to go back and forth from my apartment. We would start with dinner and then go dancing later.

But, I digress.

My action was to allow me to have a view of this tall wine glass of a man ogling at me in the lift mirrors. He was absolutely dazzling.

Those had to be the most perfectly toned thighs underneath the faux leather pants he sported. He had what they call ‘legs for days’ – long, slender, masculine, sexy, perfectly toned – I could go on and on with the adjectives. The baggy black t-shirt tucked in at the front of his pants exposing his thin waist suited him well. It rested on his chest perfectly outlining the toned pec muscles underneath it and I had to resist the temptation of running my hands all rub them all over him.

How I wanted to feel that chest and lick him all over. I had to keep my whorish tendencies in check before I was called into HR for sexual harassment.

As if conscious of my staring, he quickly looked away and rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment and a beautiful pink stained his cheeks.

The sound of phone ringing broke me out of my shameless ogling and I looked up to meet his eyes as I brought the phone to me ears. I did not need to look at the caller to know who it was because I recognized the voice on the other end of the line.

The blush on him looked cute. The tall, buff man in front of me had a soft side to him and it was endearing. His hair was swept to the side exposing his perfectly formed forehead. The veins on his hands were visible and even without experiencing it, I could tell that he was a strong man.

I quickly got through my call, went over some details with Hobi and hung up just in time for lift to ding and indicate that we had arrived of the ground floor. I looked his direction, gave him my signature heart stopping smile and stepped off the lift.

Marsha at the reception smiled at me and I went over for a quick chat. She was a nice lady once you got past the hard exterior. I wished her a lovely weekend and exited the building. The light at the zebra crossing in front of the office building turned green and I rushed over to cross over. On the other side of the road I stopped and looked back. Mr. Gorgeous stood there, hand on his chest patting it down like he was trying to calm his rapidly beating heart.

I chuckled.

“This is going to be so much fun!” I said to myself as I headed out to meet my friends at a nearby restaurant.

Dinner was a delight. It never was a dull moment with those two. I had met Hobi and Yoongi at one of my favourite restaurants in the city and afterwards we slowly made our way to the hottest club in town. We had been coming here a while and had made friends with the owner so getting a place in the VIP section was no hustle.

A few drinks in, we were having good conversation with some of the club patrons as we swayed to the music. We had made quite a number of friends and it was good to just get together like this and catch up. Props to the DJ, he was doing a fantastic job.

11.00 p.m. The time in anyone’s night out when they start to get a little high and the music gets good. A new DJ took to the floor and my favourite song by Usher, Love in this club, came on. I was ready to shake what I got and let myself go. Hoseok pulled me to the floor and while I was getting into my groove, I caught sight of him. A cheshire cat grin spread on my face as bad Jimin scratched under the surface. So, I let him come out to play!

When the occasion calls for it, I can be such a tease. There is something quite interesting about riling people up and getting a reaction out of them. Watching the range of emotions they display can be so much fun.

I wanted to rile him up. I was feeling like a rebel tonight and he was going to bear the brunt of it so I let myself go on the dance floor and let the music take over me. I felt it seep through and get imprinted at my very core. The fact that one of my favourite songs was booming through the speakers fuelled my movements and made me move flawlessly.

I loved this club. It was one of the best in the city and we had a presence here – even had a fan club because of our sic moves. Every time we got on the floor, everyone gave us way.

Once in a while I stole glances at him as I provocatively swayed my assets. Hoseok had known me long enough to know that I was up to something. He could read right through a knowing grin threated to split his face into two.

"Darling!” he whispered into my ear with a sultry voice. “You only move like that when you are up to something…” he chuckled into my ear. “Tell me…” he began as he caressed my face, “Who is the unlucky bastard?”

I smiled mischievously at him before I responded, "Twelve o’clock, army green jacket with insanely long legs.”. He turned subtly to take a look at my prey for the night. “Go with it! I wanna put on a hell of a show," I said pulling him against me wrapping my hands around his neck and grind myself against him.

Mr. Insanely Long Legs clenched his fists.

"Whoever that gorgeous piece of deliciousness is baby, tell me about it later, okay?" he said as leaned in to kiss my cheek.

That action made him almost stand up and launch at us. I was satisfied.

Turning my back to him I slowly turned to look at him over my shoulder, blew him a kiss, winked and went down in a slut drop.

And boy did it work.

Eyes fixed on me, I could see the burning desire in his gaze as he crossed the floor in long strides, shoving people aside without care. I felt like prey and the idea of it made me all hot and bothered. Excited even as my cock twitched behind the zipper of my pants. Not breaking away from his gaze, I kept dancing. I felt like a bird of paradise that often used dance as a way to attract a potential mate.

He was in a trance that he seemed to snap out of when someone stepped out in front of him blocking his and my view.

As soon as he broke his gaze, I vaporized into the crowd.

Jungkook

I threw my whole being into work; it was exciting but challenging. The days seemed to fly by because I had a lot of orientation activities such as trainings and one to one sessions with different members of the team. The nerves I had about adjusting in a corporate environment disappeared with every meeting and deadline I met.

In trying to keep the work life balance Tae and I were out almost every night getting accustomed to city life and establishing new connections.

I was on a high.

But not as high as I was on him.

I couldn’t explain why he was constantly on my mind and what's more, he stirred up feelings that I had never felt all my life. It was all new, it made my head spin and left me breathless.

Yes, I had finally had a chance to see that gorgeous face in all its glory up close nd boy was it beautiful. He was an incredibly beautiful man!

Our first face to face encounter happened on a Friday evening as I was exiting the building to head home. I was rushing home from work for a quick change before a night about town. The gang had decided to visit the hottest spot in town that evening. Namjoon and Jin has been giving us a serious initiation into city life. I had been late twice for our rendezvous and Tae wasn't going to excuse a third time. Not that he minded but still I didn't want to be that annoying friend who was always late.

The lift doors opened at my floor and oh my lord!

There he was, in his blessed glory as his slender fingers moved over his phone typing away rapidly. He briefly looked up and back to his phone. He beautiful smile spread across his face as he skimmed through his phone and I wondered who it could be that made him smile that way. I was jealous. I wanted to be the reason that a smile graced his pretty face. I wanted to be a presence in his life that he could not do without.

The way those lips parted as he broke into a smile left me breathless and all I wanted to do was pin him on to the next wall and have my way with him. Embarrassment coursed through me as I felt my pants tighten. Why did he have such an influence on me? It was like a switch had flipped in me and I had this animalistic desire for him. I wanted him, needed him even.

As if out of habit, he took off his baseball cap and ran his fingers through his hair, threw his head back and checked himself out in the lift mirror. His actions seemed to say I know! I am ethereal. And ethereal he was.

He should be illegal.

"Are you getting on?" he asked with one of his brows lifted in amusement.

"Y-yes! Sure," I stuttered. My throat suddenly felt dry and I force a cough in an effort to compose myself. I got on and punched the G button on the lift even though it had already been punched. Where were lift people when you needed them?

From my side view, I couldn't help but discreetly check him out. He was up to my chin in height and I thought he would be a perfect fit in my arms. This was the moment when I realized I was necessarily as straight as I had thought. The black leather jacket draped over his beautiful shoulders were a perfect complement to his black ripped jeans. Underneath, he wore a low cut black shirt. He was Friday-night-out ready. He looked so good, so mysterious and so deliciously sexy in all black.

“Did he change right after work?” I wondered. He must have because working all day in that would be well, distracting.

The lyrics of In the name of love broke through the air as his phone rang. He had great taste in music.

Fishing the phone from his back pocket, he briefly made eye contact and swiped his thumb across the screen to respond.

"Hello! Yes… yes… I am just leaving work… I should be there in say… half an hour?” he said as he checked the time on his wrist watch. “… sure… no no no... Definitely!"

He listened for a minute as the person on the end of the other line spoke a mile a minute.

"Calm down... I won’t be late this time... Y-yes... sure... would you relax! See you then. Okay, bye." He concluded and hang up with a chuckle.

The voice.

I couldn't get over it.

I hadn't realized that I was shamelessly ogling until the lift dinged. He smiled at me as he stepped off, his eyes disappearing into those beautiful crescents and walked towards the reception. I stayed back for a little while and watched as he made his way out of the building into the Friday evening city traffic.

***

It was like the universe was conspiring to cross our paths.

Our second encounter happened later the same evening at a local club. I made it in time this time around and Tae was impressed that for once I was early.

"Guys!!" I called in excitement as I announced my arrival at the club we were to meet at. After my encounter in the lift with the object of my desire, I had quickly rushed home for a quick refresh and change of clothes before I headed out again.

I opened my arms and welcomed the much needed hugs from my friends. I needed this; it had been a crazy first week at work. It was tough but I was slowly getting accustomed to the corporate environment. So when Friday called me to let loose and dance the week's stress away and I was here for it, obeying its call.

"This is a nice place! The music is great!" I said to Namjoon almost shouting over the loud music.

"It’s one of the best in town. Actually, a friend of mine owns this," he shouted back.

I nodded giving him a thumbs up and bopped my head to the music. Any more talking would not be good for my vocal chords so I resorted to using signs until we came to a quiet place.

"Can I have a shot of whisky?" I asked the tattooed and well sculpted handsome bar tender working drinks behind the counter. I needed some fuel to get going. I had planned to let loose and burn off some off my pent up frustrations from the week.

After downing my shot, we, made our way to our seats. We had a reserved VIP section for us at the other end of the bar – Man! It is good to be friends with the owner of the bar. The dance floor was packed as it was a bit of a struggle to get through the crowd to our seats. Boys and girls alike dancing to the music with their hands pumping through the air in tune with the music. Heads bopping so hard they could snap. Basically, letting go and living life.

I loved to dance but only when I had enough liquid courage. The drinks kept coming as Namjoon's friend made sure that we never fell short of supply and that we were having the time of our lives. Once in a while we would hype each other up, sing to the music and stand up from our seats to dance.

Sometime that evening Tae disappeared into the crowd. Namjoon and Jin were in their own perfect little world. I can swear they looked so cute that I envied them. I wanted something as beautiful as they had. They had their moments and it was funny to see them have their little fights over silly things. But then again, that is what made it fun and thrilling as they relentlessly pursued each other even after being together for a while.

I had began to get bored and started thinking of an exit strategy when I caught sight of him across the dance floor. There he was in the group of three laughing away, drink in hand, dancing to the music.

My heartbeat tripled.

“Uuuuhhh! This was gonna be so much fun!” I thought to myself as excitement pumped through me.

I had no idea why he stirred me up like that. It’s like he knew how to press buttons in me that left me excited and alive in the most intimate places. Why did I have to pay him so much attention? I couldn't explain it myself.

Time flew by and before I knew it, it was eleven o’clock. About this time in a club, the music starts to get goo and the DJ gets in his element. Shouts of excitement erupted across the dance floor as he changed into one of everyone's favourite songs.

I couldn’t hold myself back as I swayed up in my seat and lifted my hands in the air. Mr. DJ was good I had to admit. His song selection through the night had not disappointed.

That boy.

He set his drink down, stood up and stepped onto the dance floor. It’s like the crowd parted and gave him and his friend way. What a presence!!

Every move he made captivated me and he had my undivided attention because everyone around me and him faded into the background my vision zeroed in on him. It was like he was giving me my own private show.

There he was, swaying his hips from left to right; sinfully thrusting his hips back and forth and totally immersed in the music. He brought down his hands and ran them down his torso and slowly transitioned into body rolls. Sensually, he let his jacket slip off his shoulder exposing his perfectly sculpted biceps and long neck with a Coco Chanel necklace loosely hanging on it. Turning around, he sensually wiggled his perfectly formed bottom. I was drooling. My heart threatening to explode through my chest.

Damn! It was getting hot in here.

His low cut t-shirt now loose from his skinny jeans went up as he jumped up in sync with the music and I caught a glimpse of his perfectly defined abs. The red and blue lights in the club made it all look so dirty! So tantalising! So hot! And without warning, he fell into a slut drop.

“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath.

Before I knew it, I was walking across the dance making a beeline towards him. My mind no longer functioning on its own, the only thing that was on it was the deliciousness that was him swaying so sinfully to the music.

"Hey! Dance with me!" Tae appeared before me suddenly pulling me out of my trance.

I got irritated.

"Not now Tae!" I growled at him without intending to. He was taken aback my reaction as he flinched and looked at me in surprise. I immediately felt remorseful and regretted my action. This was Tae we were talking about, someone I had never taken that tone with.

“I am sorry Tae!" I apologised profusely as my brain finally rearranged my scattered thoughts in careful lines. "I just really need to pee so badly,” I blurted out an excuse. I had to come up with a reason for my initial reaction. “In a few minutes, okay?" I said in between forced chuckles even though I was dying a little inside.

“Boy, being pressed turns you into a bitch,” he said buying the lie. I laughed. "You owe me a dance. Get your fine ass back here as soon as possible," he said with a smile. "Toilet's that way!" he finally said pushing me in its direction and continued dancing.

I was grateful for the dim lights and the oversized t-shirt I was wearing because it helped cover the bulge in my pants. I was throbbing painfully and white hot desire coursed through me. I turned to find him, he wasn't there anymore.

Fuck.

Without much thought, I sprinted towards the toilets. Everything was happening so fast with blood pumping angrily through my veins and all of it seemed to pool down south making it impossibly hard to think straight. All my body cried out for was relief. He had me turned me into a hormonal teenager who had no control over his emotions.

I burst through the bathroom doors and paid no attention to the loud thud it opened with and headed for the first empty cabin I could find. I quickly shut the door behind me and pulled my pants down. Without much thinking, little me was already in my hand, so relieved to be set free from the confines of the tight leather pants. Throbbing furiously while becoming impossibly harder when it made contact with my warm hand.

Images of him seducing me across the dance floor flashed through my mind.

His abs.

His insanely delicious ass.

His sinful lips.

With my fingers wrapped around my shaft I steadily moved my hand up and down its length. The pre-cum providing the lubrication I needed. I closed my eyes as overwhelming pleasure enveloped me. I thought about his hip thrusts as I increased the speed letting out a loud moan at how good it felt before I could stop myself. I mean this wasn't the right place to be doing this but I just couldn’t help myself. I bit my lips to avoid drawing attention to myself as moans threatened to tear through me. It didn't take long before I felt every sensation pool in my groin, sending tingles through my nerve endings as I unravelled in my own palm.