Changmin brushed through the crowded ballroom, but by the time he entered the hallway, it was empty.
He rushed passed several closed doors, nearly breaking into a run as he reached the end of the hallway, which forked left and right.
"Damn," he cursed as he randomly chose the left. "Where did they go?"
He wasn't sure why he had such a strong disliking for that male model that had taken Yoona from the dance floor, but it was instinct. Something told him that she would not be safe with him.
"Whatever that is supposed to mean, I am sure I know better than anyone else what I do or do not need!" Yoona protested as she stepped backwards, trying to create some distance between her and the tall, intimidating model.
He had been nothing but trouble for her so far, and she knew that she couldn't trust him. Especially considering he brought her into a dim cloak room against her will!
"You're so green, that you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, do you?" he spoke in a low, almost taunting tone.
Two more steps backwards, and she felt the coats against her back, hanging from tall racks.
"If you don't let me out of here this minute, I'll..."
"You'll what?" he seemed to dare her to scream.
She considered it. If it weren't for the fact that she was in a very high profile event with her boss, she would have. But the last thing she wanted was to create a scandal for Director Jihoon on his most important launch night.
"I'll make you regret it!" she seethed.
"Now that's more like it," he smirked as he stepped up to her, taking her chin in his hand and lowering his lips onto her earlobe and nibbling on it.
"What you need, Ms. Assistant, is to be kissed... and often." He took ahold of the filmy shawl, and pulled it down to her waist, exposing her bare neck and shoulders. "And by someone that knows how."
He lowered his mouth onto her neck and kissed it, leaving a burning trail as he reached the junction next to her collar bone, he latched onto it and sucked hard.
She grabbed his hair as hard as she could and tugged with all her might. His head reared violently back, and he groaned at her strength as she refused to let go of his hair.
"What do you think you're doing, you jerk! Who do you think you are?"
He met her fierce glare, and noticed tears forming in her eyes. The smirk disappeared from his face when he saw how truly upset she was. Well this wasn't part of the plan. He didn't think she would have been so adversely affected to his charms. She actually looked like she wanted to castrate him, and if her expression could do it, he would be writhing in pain right now.
He felt like a clod.
She released his hair and wiped furiously at her ear and neck, where he had touched her, as if she wanted to scrub off any impression he may have left.
Before he could react, the door behind him swung open, and Taecyeon instinctively pushed Yoona down into the coats. He reached up to the rack and appeared to be browsing through the clothing. When she looked up at him, shocked at his action, he raised a finger to his lips.
He was obviously trying to avoid a scandal. Yoona realized what he had done, and pulled her legs into the dark coats, and he re-arranged the garments, to fully cover her.
"Why are you in here?" Yuri asked him pointedly.
She looked around and added, "Are you alone?"
Taec's back was facing her, and he turned around slowly, still standing in front of the coats, hoping that Yoona was completely covered by now.
"I was thinking of cutting out of here early, so I came for my coat." he answered. "I'm bored."
"Well why didn't you say so?" she sauntered up to him and placed her hands on his chest, and leaned her head on his shoulder, snuggling into his neck. "You won't need your coat to go upstairs... let's go to my room."
Taec reached up and took Yuri by the shoulders and pulled her off of his chest and neck. He looked down at her. She was undoubtedly a beautiful woman, and her eyes were hooded in a sultry, inviting way, that left no doubt to his imagination of what she wanted to do upstairs.
"Yuri-ah, I've already told you, you're to be the focus of the party tonight, you can't disappear upstairs."
She would not be deterred so easily.
She reached for his waist and took his belt buckle nimbly into her hands.
"You're right, why go upstairs when we can just as easily do it here..."
Before he could stop her, she hand unbuckled his belt, and began unzipping his pants.
He grabbed her wrist in a panic, and she looked up at him questioningly.
"Are you still in a foul mood?" she licked her lips invitingly. "Let Yuri help you..." She pressed her mouth onto his and took him into a deep kiss, capturing his tongue.
This woman was exactly what he needed. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, she knew him and his body as well as she knew her own.
Her free hand slipped down the front of his pants and he groaned as she found her target, which wasn't difficult to find at all considering the size.
Remembering they weren't alone, Taec broke away from the passionate kiss, and tried to pry Yuri's hand out of his pants. "Not here..."
"Liar," Yuri teased him as she stroked so expertly, "You can't pretend you don't want this, when..."
Taec took her mouth to prevent her from revealing exactly what she was about to say.
Yoona heard them from behind the coats. She wanted to melt into the wall, and disappear. How could he! He knew she was here! She was tempted to stand up and reveal herself, but she knew the opportunity for that had passed, and nothing good could come of it. She clenched her eyes shut, even though she couldn't see them, her imagination ran wild.
When they broke apart for air, Yuri was on fire. He knew how passionate of a lover she was, and it took all of his willpower to not throw her down onto the floor and take her. Some nagging feeling prevented this... he was having a hard time remembering why he shouldn't.
"Oppa..." Yuri begged, "Let him come out to play... Release the Kracken!"
Yoona couldn't believe what she had just heard! She slapped her hands over both ears and bit her tongue to keep from screaming. "THE KRACKEN?"
Their nickname for Taec's manhood made her want to burst out laughing!
Yuri began to lower herself on to her knees as she took him in both hands, but Taec's last thread of willpower pulled her back up.
"No," he denied her from pleasing him. "Not here. Not now."
Her face was flushed with want, and it only made her look irrevocably sexier than before. He wanted her. He wanted her now. He wanted her here.
And she knew it.
"Don't make me beg, Oppa... I know you want me."
"I do." he openly admitted.
"We can have a quickie, right here, right now... what's stopping you?"
He watched her caress her own breast and it undid him.
"Damn you, Yuri."
He pulled her to him, and took her breast with one hand while the other reached down and pulled her dress up. His mouth slammed onto hers and she jumped on top of him, wrapping her legs around his waist, digging her fingers into his hair as she passionately sucked on his tongue.
"Take me... take me hard!" she breathed restlessly into his mouth.
Even covering her ears and closing her ears couldn't stop the sounds from penetrating through Yoona.
She couldn't believe he had put her in this position. The perverted model was actually going to have sex ... right here, in front of her!
"Oh God!" Yuri called out as Taec's expert fingers found her depths.
Yoona had to stop them. She refused to be party to this... she thought quickly, when she heard a ripping sound.
Yuri had pulled apart Taec's transparent black dress shirt, tearing the buttons off, as she sunk her teeth onto his chest, then kissed, nipped, sucked her way across the broad expanse.
That was the last straw. Yoona parted the coats and saw that the tall man's back was facing her, his legs slightly parted, and the other woman's legs were wrapped around his waist.
Yuri moaned aloud, "Yessss..." and Yoona saw her squeeze her legs tighter around him as she lifted herself up and down.
For a moment she was mesmerized at the sight. She felt something burn within her. She wanted to tear her eyes away, but the sight of his strong back, and the other woman's pleasurable sounds enraptured her.
He definitely was a master at what he was doing, she admitted as her mouth went dry.
For a fleeting moment she envied the woman. Something deep down, and dark pulled Yoona into the scene. She wanted to feel ... well she wasn't sure what she wanted to feel, because she never had even come that close to experiencing a man, but whether it was sexual curiosity or a perverted side of her, she didn't know.
She observed his elbow, pumping back and forth when she heard Yuri loudly plead with raspy whines, "Faster... oh... there... there..." Taec fingered her vigorously when he thought he heard a whimper come from behind him. There it was again, a small nagging feeling, telling him to stop.
Yoona clamped her hands over her own mouth in horror. Had she just made that sound?
In sheer panic she kicked her foot as hard as she could into Taec's leg, before scurrying back into the coats.
She was sweating. Her heart was racing. She had no idea what had overcome her. What ... was... that?
Taec lurched at the sharp pain in his leg, and immediately that small nagging feeling bursted into his frontal cortex, bombing him with realization of where he was, and who else was in the cloak room!
He immediately pulled his hand out from between Yuri's lusciousness, only to hear her loud protest.
"WHY ARE YOU STOPPING?"
Taec couldn't respond. He could barely think. His lust had completely enveloped him, and for a fleeting moment he considered continuing. Forget the Assistant... she could do with an education anyways. The thought brought a wicked smirk to his lips as he momentarily toyed with the idea.
"I was so close!" Yuri complained.
"Later," Taec promised. "Now get back into the ballroom."
"What?"
"You heard me. We'll take up where we left off at upstairs... later."
"Don't you dare tease me! You're driving me crazy!" Yuri pouted as she tightened her legs around him. He nipped her nose and reached behind him to take ahold of her legs, and lowered her off of him.
"Are you sure you want to wait?"
"No," Taec answered truthfully but then he felt a sharp heel dig into the back of his leg. "But Hyori and Hyung will both have my head if I strip you and take you here and now. Get back in there, the sooner you do your bit, the faster we can go upstairs."
He stepped forward, out of Yoona's reach, and leaned down to kiss Yuri gently on the lips.
"What was that for? Are you playing with me?"
"Just reminding you..." Taec promised.
Yuri genuinely smiled at him, her face lighting up. Nobody made her as happy as Taecyeon. It had to be him.
When she opened the door to leave, she turned to blow a him a kiss, and he winked in response. He liked Yuri. Maybe even more, if he stopped to analyze it. But he never analyzed their relationship. That would ruin it. They worked together, they played together, they fit together. It worked for both of them, and that's all that mattered.
There was a downside: the jealous streak she had. She was constantly throwing fits at him, even though he had told her that they were not exclusive. It didn't stop her from trying to ensnare him, and making him her own.
He heard the rustling noise behind him as he turned to see Yoona trying to come out from behind the coats.
She was glistening. It must have been warm behind all those coats... or... was it from something else?
"Sorry about that..." Taec began. "I didn't mean to..."
Before he could finish Yoona walked up to him and slapped him as hard as she could. Her hand stung as much as his face did, but she didn't say a word. She pushed past him and left him alone, standing there, rubbing his cheek.
He deserved that. He admitted it. Probably deserved more than that. He was about to leave when he remembered his ripped shirt.
"Damn Yuri, now what?"
He glanced around and the glittery shawl on the floor caught his attention. He reached down and picked it up, then smiled crookedly as he placed it around his neck, and tucked it into his jacket, covering the damaged shirt.
He stepped out into the hallway when he realized his pants were still unzipped, and his belt undone. He tucked the scarf in, zipped his pants, and was readjusting himself as he buckled the belt when he heard steps behind him.
Changmin had just turned the corner when he saw the model come out of the opened door, and begin fixing his pants. Changmin rushed up to him, glancing at the door, confirming it was not a restroom.
Yoona was no where to be seen.
Suddenly every warning signal flared around him, and Changmin grabbed the other man by the jacket lapels.
"Where is she, bastard?"
"Oh it's the cameraboy..." Taecyeon replied, his voice filled with snark.
Changmin pushed him aside, and threw the door open revealing a dim cloak room. Empty.
"Yoona?" Changmin called into the room of coats.
Taec shook his head as he began to head back toward the ballroom. The night had definitely gone from boring to crazy, in just a matter of minutes.
Changmin knew something was wrong. He didn't know what, but something had gone horribly wrong. If that man had dared to lay a finger on her...
He rushed back down the hall and grabbed Taec's shoulder and pushed him up against the wall.
"You have exactly one second to tell me where she is... and what were you doing in that room?"
"I have no idea where your date is," Taec pushed back at Changmin. "And what I was doing in that room has nothing to do with you."
It was then that Changmin noticed the sparkly scarf that Yoona had been wearing, wrapped around Taec's chest, under his jacket. His eyes widened and his anger flared out of control.
He swung at the chiseled jawline before he even realized what he was doing. Taec saw it coming, but wasn't fast enough, and although the punch wasn't full force because of his attempted duck, he still caught a clip on the chin and his head jerked to the side with the violent motion.
"Are you crazy?" Taec yelled at the photographer as he came at him again. "Don't ever hit a model's face!" Taec warned before lunging his shoulder into Changmin's abdomen.
Yoona tried to compose herself, as she frantically searched the ballroom for Changmin. The room erupted in applause as Rain stood in the center of the room, a spotlight on him, and he spoke into a hand mic.
"The unprecedented collaboration between the two top Korean modeling agencies, Pepper Rain and Priority promises to release globally with our first stop in Romania at the end of the week!"
He was in the middle of his announcement and she felt guilty for not being here when he started. After all, she was working, and she should have been at his side in case he needed her.
Instead she was in some dark room ... she shuddered at the thought of what she had witnessed, and was thankful that she had at least avoided a scandal.
No sooner had she thought it, when the ballroom doors burst open and two tall male bodies rolled onto the floor. A few of the nearby ladies screamed and everyone's attention immediately was averted from Rain to the two men wrestling on the ground.
Yuri had recognized who they were before Yoona did. She rushed up to them, and cried, "OPPA!"
Taecyeon looked up just in time to be clipped again by Changmin, who was under him. Yoona then recognized the two and rushed over as well.
"CHANGMIN SHIM!" she called out to him and it jolted him. He attempted to look up at her but Taec's fist found it's target across his jaw.
The larger of the two, Taec was about to pump his fist yet again into Changmin's face, but he was abruptly pulled off of the man and easily tossed to the side.
Rain glared at the two of them. Although he was a tad shorter than both, his body was stronger, and they had no doubt he could take them both at the same time.
"Get up." he said to both of them, menacingly. "Get up now!"