Part 23 - The Tiger

Lee Know advanced on you like a tiger, smooth and confident and focused. You leaned back onto the counter, and he walked right up to you, pushed your knees apart and slid between them, his face an inch from yours. He lifted the hem of your dress, exposing your cute panties. He didn't touch you, he just gathered it up in his fist, and put the hand holding his tie against the cabinet next to your head. Kabedon, you thought randomly, having just learned the word from YouTube. You didn't have time to think about it long.

"I won't force you, of course. But you seem pretty worked up to me, and I can't risk you going to Han for relief. So I think you should let me -" he paused, kissing his finger then tapping it lightly directly on your slit through your panties, "- in there."

"Bang Chan will probably come tonight, so I'm good," you said, shivering at his touch, not feeling nearly as confident as you sounded.

"We're going to my room anyway, but doesn't he have... what, three days to go before he can fuck you again?"

"How do you even know about that??"

"I told you," he leaned close, whispering in your ear again. "I know everything."

"I can see Hyunjin - "

"You want to wake Hyunjin up at 3am? Have you ever done that before? He'll be as useless as a wet noodle."

"Felix - "

"Uh uh. I'm your only choice, unless you want to use those tiny little fingers of yours." He took your hand and brought your fingers to his mouth, wrapping his tongue around them, making your vision dim at the edges. Lee Know might be an asshole, but he sure as fuck knew how to make a girl warm. Still, you pushed at his chest, though it did no good. It was like trying to move a refrigerator, trying to fight those thighs of his. You changed tactics, looking for any chink in his armor.

"Do you think Han would be happy about this?" you asked, eyes wide.

"Han will thank me for it," he said, nibbling at your neck, his hand now cupping your whole pussy. "Don't you want to make Han happy?"

You growled but that was all the ammunition you had. Your body was responding freakishly quickly to his touch, and he felt the wetness seeping through your panties.

"We're going," he announced, and threw you over his shoulder like you were a bag of cat food. You couldn't even argue; your pussy had you tongue tied. Whether or not you wanted Lee Know, your pussy sure did, and it had a stranglehold on the rest of your body.

Lee Know dumped you on the sofa in his suite and took off his jacket. You stood up, because if he wanted you sitting, you wanted to stand. He laughed a little and walked right up to you, close, his face again just inches from yours. He stared in your eyes, unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling up his sleeves. You tried to read his face, but it was a mask.

"Will you please take off your dress?" You were taken aback. He was asking? You weren't prepared for that.

"In due time."

"Okay," he smiled sweetly. "I'm going to go ahead and do it then." In ten seconds your dress was across the room. He sat down on the deep couch, legs spread, still in his suit pants and shoes, the shirt unbuttoned just a little more than before. He patted the seat between his legs. You stood, glaring at him, your arms crossed over your bra.

"You look great in those boots. Look what you're doing to me." He indicated his hard-on as if it were a star coming on stage. "Please sit down."

You turned away, not sure what you were doing but you felt bratty so you ignored him.

"Don't make me come after you," he sang.

The way he said it froze your blood. He wanted to come after you. You were pretty sure you did NOT want that. You sat down between his legs.

He pulled you back against his chest, your ass flush with his crotch. He took your wrists in his hands and held them in your lap as he kissed his way up your shoulder to your neck. Again, he was surprisingly gentle. The feeling of his lips, the way he sort of bit with them, sucking and pressing them into your skin - it had you going already. Lee Know figured out right away the first time you met that the back and sides of your neck were serious erogenous zones for you. You moaned and relaxed against him, feeling him smile into your neck. He released your wrists and ran his hands across you, pulling your tits out of your bra, finally settling with his arm around your chest, playing with one nipple while scraping the other against the skin of his forearm. The other hand found its way into your panties and the magic Lee Know knew how to do with his fingers shocked you yet again. You gasped, laying your head back on his shoulder, letting him have you completely.

Before long he had you on the edge, squirming and mewling in between his legs, your movements against him making him rock hard. "Open," he breathed in your ear as he brought his fingers out of your slit and into your lips, pushing them in and around your mouth. It was an invasion, and highly erotic. He took them out and held you by the chin, angling your face directly ahead of you. "Look at yourself," he said proudly, and you saw the mirror positioned perfectly to show whatever went on in that chair. This man... You looked flushed, hot, needy, his fully clothed legs outside of your boots, his mouth on your neck as he plunged his hand back into your panties and pinched your nipple extra hard, making you arch your back. The vision sent you over the edge. Goddamn, does Hyunjin tell him everything? I'm gonna kill him. Before you could contemplate murder any further, you had to deal with this orgasm.

Lee Know, looking for all the world like an extremely hot businessman who'd found himself a slutty girlfriend, scooped you up and carried you into the bedroom. These fuckers never let me walk anywhere, you thought randomly, making yourself giggle. You expected him to throw you down and start torturing you, but he stood you up next to the bed instead and sat down himself, turning you to face him. He looked up at you with a little smile as he pulled your panties down over your boots and you kicked them off. "I'm going to lay down," he said, "and I want you to ride my face."

"I have absolutely no problem with that," you murmured, and he pushed himself back further onto the bed. You leaned on the bed, one knee between his legs, and unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way, wanting to lick his toned body. He lay back, holding his hand out to help you straddle his body. He looked significantly hotter below you, you thought - especially with his shirt open, his cock hard and trying to push through his pants, his pretty lips parted just a little in anticipation. You crawled over him on your knees, and you could tell this act alone made him excited. Maybe Lee Know has a little sub in him too, you thought, liking the idea of making him beg for once.

Your knees on either side of his head now, he put his hands on your hips and guided your center to his face. For a moment he didn't do anything, but you could feel his hot breath now and you weren't inclined to wait. You lowered yourself onto his lips, and he locked on to you slid his tongue through your folds, kissing and sucking his way through you like a buffet. You did as he requested and rode his face, gripping his hair, pulling him into you harder, and he obliged with an increased flurry of his tongue that caused you to whine and shiver. His fingers dug into your hips holding you to him even when the sensation was too much, not letting you escape as he sucked another orgasm out of your trembling body. So much for sub Lee Know, you thought, as he slid his hands down to your thighs and he flipped you neatly onto your back.

He undid his pants in a flash and before you knew what happened his cock was buried inside you, the burn and stretch causing you to cry out, but he was not stopping for anything. You pushed against his chest, trying to slow his drive, and his lips set in a thin line as he backed out of you and pulled his necktie from his back pocket. He quickly bound your hands together, looping the tie over the top of the headboard, pulling your arms tight above your head and securing them before leaning down and biting your bra off with his teeth. You owe me so much lingerie, dude. He pushed into you again, this time with nothing to stop him, and he bottomed out hard before beginning to fuck the life out of you.

At some point he shed the rest of his clothes, but you barely noticed due to the beating his cock was giving you. He kissed and bit your lips, your neck, your chin, your ears - anything he could get to with his mouth was covered. His hips relentlessly slammed into you as he maneuvered you to his pleasure, lifting your leg, then both, then wrapping them around his waist so he could bow up and bite your nipples. He switched it up, and began going slower and slower, until he was inching in and out of you, and you could feel every bit of him dragging through you, your pussy lips clinging to him and trying to suck him back in when he pulled back.

He locked his gaze with yours as he did this, and you could see the intense curiosity in his eyes, and feel the significant intelligence that lurked behind his cold outer shell. If he weren't so achingly beautiful, he would be terrifying. Lee Know had mad skills, there was no doubt about that - but it was his strange way of thinking, the way his mind worked, that made him so formidable in bed. He seemed to anticipate - not so much what you wanted, as Hyunjin was so talented at, but what you didn't know you wanted - and then he gave it to you in spades.

He reached up and released your hands, bringing your wrist to his mouth and untying the knots on one wrist with his teeth before kissing the inside of your hand and letting it go. He left it tied around your other wrist, but you didn't care. You put your hands on his sinewy shoulders, feeling the muscles slide smoothly. He was in the groove now, his rhythm so sweet that you could hear music. You were fascinated by his expressions, watching him as he watched you. He actually looked happy, happy that he was making you feel so good. He was obviously enjoying it too, his long, low moans and sighs giving it away as he worked himself in and out of you. You felt your climax building, and you met his eyes, seeing a different Minho than the one you knew for just a moment. He smiled, a genuine one. "Come for me, pretty girl."

That changed everything for you. You grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in to your kiss. The next thing you knew you were coming together, both of you crying out as it shook through you.

You continued to kiss even after it was over. For the first time, it made you hungry in a different kind of way. You wanted to know how he worked. Sadly, you knew he would never allow that, so you took what you could get.

"You're really fucking good in bed," you whispered when he finally broke away from your lips and pushed up on his arms, looking down at you.

He laughed a surprised little laugh. "I guess you don't hate me after all?"

"Well, I don't hate your dick, that's for sure."

He laughed loudly at that and flopped down beside you, both of you staring at the ceiling and trying to catch your breath. He found your hand and laced his fingers into yours, a gesture so sweet that it melted you even further. Maybe he's not a complete asshole.

Minho turned his face to you. "Do you want some mulnaengmyeo?"

"Why do you have -"

"I made it for Hyunjin, but I made too much."

"So that's how you're learning all my secrets, bribing Jinnie with food? Very clever."

He just grinned, getting out of bed and going to the fridge. He brought back two bowls and chopsticks, then a bottle of sake, and you sat on the bed and ate, watching the sun come up. It was such an interesting conversation that you wished you weren't so tired; apparently once you got him going on no sleep and sake, he was quite fun and not at all scary.

Even when you asked quietly about Han, his eyes remained soft, and never got that ubiquitous guarded look.

"You're his best friend, Minho. What can I do to cause the least amount of pain?"

"Well, it seems like you're hurting too, at least a little, so you just need to tend to yourself. I'll talk to Han. Everything will be okay."

"What if he finds out we slept together?"

"Why would he care about that? Now, if you had slept with Mr. Pink Hair... that might have riled him up."

"Well, I didn't. And I was hoping to bring Mr. Pink Hair to the show. Do you think that's a bad idea?"

"Are you going to fuck him?"

"I don't think so. No, I'm not. I'm pretty sure."

"Then I don't see the problem."

You nodded, hoping he was right. You felt better, though, knowing that he was going to help. You really didn't want to hurt Han. And you really really didn't want to hurt yourself. You looked down at your wrist, noticing that his necktie was still tied around it. You started to pick at the knot, but he put his hand on yours. "Don't take it off,'" he said softly. "I like it." You felt a little warm at that. Like he wanted you to remember who owned you in that moment.

The morning sun was rising. Lee Know yawned. You could feel your eyes closing. You started to get up and get dressed, and he looked at you wide eyed. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to my room to sleep."

"What, you can't sleep here?" He looked genuinely perplexed. You sighed.

"Do you want me to, Minho?"

"I think you should. I mean, you might get horny again later and I'd like to be there just in case." His smile is pretty dang cute.

"You have a show tomorrow night. Shouldn't you be getting plenty of sleep and not wearing yourself out?"

He threw his head back, laughing. "It will take more than one of you to wear me out."

"That sounds like a challenge. Unfortunately, I'm too tired to argue about it now."

He patted the bed beside him, lifting the covers. "Come on now. Just stay."

Why not.

It was late afternoon when you woke up, Lee Know still asleep and completely under the covers beside you, hiding from the sunlight. You inched your way out of bed and quietly put on your clothes, the ones you could find - which was basically your dress and your boots, and you weren't putting those boots back on for a walk a few feet down the hall. You opened the door a sliver, checking for any activity, and saw the coast was clear. You jumped about a mile when a loud, "BYE!" came from the bed behind you. "Freak," you muttered, turning around to give him a goodbye kiss.

You dug him out of the covers, grinned at his crazy hair, and planted one on his cheek. He sleepily arched an eyebrow at you, his hand catching your wrist before you could draw away. "If I wasn't so tired, I'd - " "Okay, thank you, goodbye!" You interrupted him, pulling away and heading out the door. "Get some sleep," you tossed over your shoulder at him as you left.

But this time you hadn't checked, and almost everybody was in the hallway. Fuuuuuck. You could swear you heard Lee Know laughing behind you. You stood up straight. "Just having some mulnaengmyeo with Minho," you said brightly. They looked, seemingly as one unit, at your dress, then your hair, then the boots you were carrying over your arm, and finally at Minho's tie still tied around your wrist. It struck you as hilarious, and when Chan said seriously, "Must have been spicy," you burst into laughter and didn't stop until you got into your room and collapsed on the couch. This is all so insane.