To Catch A Hacker || YunSang ||

To Catch a Hacker

What Yunho also hadn't expected, was just how breathtaking the pretty hacker was. His smaller body pressed against the wall, with Yunho’s knife pressed under his chin. The look of fear mixed with determination set a fire within Yunho’s chest. His beret had fallen to the floor in the scuffle and left his hair mussed. His pale skin flushed from the exertion and pained his cheeks pink. His eyes were round as they glared up at him. His wrist felt so delicate in his grip. Yunho felt like his heart stopped. Suddenly, simply catching the hacker wasn't enough. Yunho had to have him.

“You've been giving me a lot of trouble, you know?” Yunho chuckled as he caressed the hacker's cheek with the back of his free hand. He’d let go of his wrist in favor of touching the man of his newfound interest. His knife remained still pressed dangerously against the man's pale, slim throat. He watched with fascination as the man swallowed and tried to keep up his bravado. He stared up at Yunho, trying to figure a way out, but nothing he came up with was enough. Somehow, Yeosang found himself at this man's mercy, yet he felt intrigued despite the lingering fear. “But I’ve finally captured you, Kang Yeosang.”

“Was all of this simply to trap me?” Yeosang asked. If he was surprised that the other knew his name, he didn’t show it. Instead, he countered with his own knowledge. “Jeong Yunho, the Anti-hero. Or was it vigilante? I can never quite tell.”

Yunho groaned at the sound of his voice. The question asked with a hint of challenge and sarcasm, carried by a lower tone. He felt a new hunger come alive. “What if I told you it was?” Yunho smirked, leaning down closer. He could feel the other's shaky breath against his skin. His smile widened.

“You've worked hard then. No one has come close to me.” Yeosang didn't know why he continued this game. He should be trying to escape. Until this moment, he'd been a ghost. An invisible force. Yet somehow, this man had managed to trap him. He even knew his name.

Tension seemed to crackle in the air around them. Yeosang felt like it was hard to breathe. Yunho felt like he didn’t need to. The two of them stared at each other for several moments before Yunho decided he wanted to act on these new urges.

“I did work hard, didn't I?” Yunho watched him a moment then leaned down, trailing his nose along Yeosang’s throat. The scent of his cologne was heavenly and Yunho wanted a taste of him more than ever before. “I deserve a reward.”

Yeosang’s eyes widened and before he could even take a breath, Yunho’s lips were pressing hard against his own. The knife at his throat kept him frozen in place but somehow it only added to the excitement. The adrenaline that coursed through his body made Yeosang feel as though he were vibrating. Yunho’s large hand cupped his face and for a moment, Yeosang felt himself relax. His hand wrapped around Yunho’s wrist but when the man didn’t pull away he let out a whine.

Yunho pulled apart, allowing Yeosang to breathe a moment before he leaned down to kiss him again. Yeosang squeezed his eyes shut fighting his urges. He shook his head free and pulled on Yunho’s wrist when the man started trailing down to his throat. It was then that Yunho realized he’d still been holding the knife against that beautiful column of skin.

“Sorry about that.” Yunho breathed against Yeosang’s throat before he dropped the knife. With speed Yeosang couldn’t perceive, Yunho captured both of his wrists in one of his hands and pinned them to the wall above his head.

Yeosang gasped. He’d only had a moment to relax after the knife left his skin before Yunho had him in a vulnerable position again. He stared up at the taller man with impossibly round eyes. His lips moist from the kiss and a little reddened. He tugged weakly at his wrists only to feel a heat start in his stomach when Yunho squeezed just a little tighter. Having been caught by this man felt like being a rabbit trapped in a den with a wolf staring him down.