Y/N'S POV
Walking inside Jin's house was like walking from a gold speckled twilight to a wondrous moonlit night of the starfall.
Vast sprawling expanses of dark ebony floors greeted my eyes as soon as I set foot into the living room, the grey and black vinyl walls balancing out the midnight blue light that poured in from the glass wall running from the high vaulted ceiling down to the floor.
Facing the glass wall was a magnificent sitting area, furnished with lavish faux fur carpets, extravagant sofas and opulent glass tables. Ornate mercury grey lamps and other fancy light fixtures lit up the whole place with a mellow silver blue glow.
"That is so beautiful," I breathed awestruck as my gaze came to a standstill on sparkly blue streams of water falling down from the ceiling right beside the sofas. The water seemed to fall in continuous parallel streamlets, making it look like a series of silver strings that trickled, frothed and upon catching light, shone like crystals.
It took me a moment to realise that the water wasn't actually coming from the ceiling but from the mini showers streamlined inside the decorative glass wall that in fact, separated the living room and the kitchen.
I turned to Jin who was now casually perched against one of the bar stools, his arms crossed. Pretending not to notice his intense gaze, I pointed towards the 'wall of starlight' yep, that's what I was going to call it from now on.
"Would it be too rude of me to ask you to take a picture of me there?"
Jin closed his eyes, softly laughing. "Not at all," He shook his head before pulling out his phone. "You might want to change into some pajamas before you pose though." He smirked, locking eyes with me briefly.
"You're taking all the spotlight away from my beautiful wall."
Was that a compliment or an insult?
Knowing Jin, he couldn't possibly be complimenting me so I simply crossed my arms and stared back at him. "Just take a photo, Jin."
"But the dress, Y/N-"
I cut him off mid-sentence, rolling my eyes impatiently. "Look, are you going to take a picture or not?"
Fine, I knew I wasn't the best looking girl out there and was certainly no match for either Jin's or this place's beauty but come on!
Just because he was bonded to me didn't mean he could take a joke too far and roast me in my face.
I'm not roasting you, darling. Jin responded through the bond and I could feel him roll his eyes.
"Like I said, the wall is beautiful," He nodded while letting his gaze slowly trail over my figure. "But you are simply...divine." He licked his lips.
"So yes, I don't want you taking all the spotlight." He re-emphasised but even though his expressions were well-composed, his thoughts gave him away.
His shadows rumbled darkly in the back of my mind, grumbling in sullen displeasure as I tried to tap into his thoughts; but the bond was extremely strong. There was no way he could stop me from hearing him, no matter how hard he tried to shut off his brain.
Because you'd look insanely pretty in the photos and I can't trust all the sexual predators waiting to zoom in and leer at your body the moment you post the pictures online.
I huffed. "You're so paranoid, Jin. Men aren't all perverts."
"You're right, Y/N. They're not. They are all pigs!" He rolled his eyes, making no effort to conceal his mild displeasure. "And with you looking like that? Yeah, no shit."
My lips melted into a soft pout. "What's wrong with how I look?"
"Absolutely nothing," Jin shook his head in bewilderment. "And that is the problem."
I don't want other men looking at you and thinking they stand a chance.
My eyes flicked up to Jin's as he continued to send thought after thought to my brain.
If only you could see how you look in my eyes right now.
Jin's voice inside my head was strained, almost as if he was physically holding himself back from something and involuntarily, I felt heat rising to my cheeks. I was going to combust if he didn't stop staring at me right now.
I sucked in a breath as he sent an image down the bond, my heart going into an overdrive when I looked at myself for the first time in hours—a flustered, mussy-haired twenty-something woman with extremely innocent brown eyes, parted red lips and a body-hugging, skimpy dress that barely left anything to imagination.
You're way too perfect and that's the problem! His voice whispered. You look way too fvcking flawless for your own good right now and THAT is the problem.
"It's...impossible to resist you." Jin whispered huskily as shivers ran down my spine, my throat drying under his unwavering, heated scrutiny.
"Then," I bit my lip gently, slowly looking up to hold his molten gaze. "Make something wrong with me. Make me flawed."
SEOKJIN'S POV
I licked my lips, my gaze narrowing. "You're going to regret saying that, sweetheart." I muttered slowly. "Don't say foolish things."
"I won't," Y/N defended. "I won't regret it."
"Even if my idea of flawing you extends much beyond your imagination?" I drawled softly.
Y/N clearly didn't seem to know about the mark of the Mind Whisperers yet and I didn't want to tell her before I was sure that she was ready—ready to bear the repercussions of that mark, to accept the lifelong obligation of fidelity that came with the mark.
I did not want her to run away.
"Considering how quick I was to accept the existence of someone as...unearthly as you and your world, I'd say my imagination is pretty accommodating." Y/N's reply was smooth.
"I don't want you to regret your words later, Y/N." I smirked. "It'd break my heart."
"Rest assured," Her expression mirrored mine as she strolled closer. "I have no intention of doing something so utterly despicable."
I couldn't stop a slow smile from creeping onto my lips as she looked up at me through her lashes, in an effort that was not really meant to be seductive but clearly was.
"And what exactly are the intentions that you do have, sweetheart?" I crooned, resisting an urge to tip up her stubborn little chin and make her look at me with that dark, passionate gaze.
Y/N's fingers hooked into my belt in a rather demure fashion. A challenge...or an invitation?
I loosened in a laboured breath as her fingers slipped around my waist.
Fvck, those eyes!
All I needed to do was to turn her back against the bar and she would be mine to ravish.
"My intention?" A conversational lilt in Y/N's voice forced my attention back to her. She was eyeing me with slightly raised eyebrows, her gaze quickly shifting to the phone in my hand.
"Is to get a photo of course," Her red lips pulled into a playful smile. "Did you have something else in mind?"
How fvcking naughty! I raised an eyebrow. Two could certainly play this game.
In the blink of an eye, I had her pushed against the bar, my hand gently twisting her arm around her back. "Obviously," I couldn't help the anticipatory grin that twisted my lips as I took in her abashed expression. "I would like to continue what we couldn't in the elevator before."
"You—"
"Shh," I whispered, swooping in with an intent to kiss her but Y/N being the insufferable brat she was, deliberately chose to dodge my advances.
"In your dreams." Turning her face to the side, she side-eyed me amused before breaking out into a sweet fit of giggles.
If only she knew that I'd do much more...so much more, in my dreams than just making out.
"Oh come on," I groaned dramatically. I was going to play along with her little fun game for as long as she needed to put down her guard. And then, quick like lightning I'd strike.
"Don't be so mean." I added with a slight pout for added effect as she snickered even harder, giving me the perfect opportunity to access her unguarded neck.
Pressing my lips to the base of her throat, I let my tongue explore her warm skin dauntlessly even as she squirmed, sounds of half-hearted protests mixed with breathy moans escaping her form.
I chuckled as she lifted up her free hand to possibly grip onto my shirt and smacked it away, trapping it behind her back as well.
"You've got to be a good girl for me and behave, baby." I hummed, taking in her slight floral scent while pressing kisses down her neck. "You aren't allowed to touch me."
Y/N's breathing accelerated as my mouth dipped lower and lower, leaving soft kisses across the expanse of her neck. I stole a look at her flushed face. Gods, she looked absolutely glorious.
Grabbing both her wrists in one of my hands, I used my free hand to trail up her side until I could finally graze my fingertips across the little bud poking through the fabric of her dress and quickened my assault on her sensitive bud when Y/N let out a soft scream.
"Why?" She shuddered as I let my hand trail down her side, this time with an intention of lifting the hem of her dress up.
"Why what, love?"
"Why can you touch me but I can't?" She breathed out.
"Because I'm the one in charge here, sweetheart." I purred, pressing my mouth to her neck again. My fingers trailed down the dress' hem and I grinned when Y/N didn't react apart from tightly clenching her legs together; just before I slipped my hand in between her thighs and forced them apart.
"And because there's so many dirty, deplorable things I wish to do to you," I whispered. "To make you feel so much better and so much more than what you can think of."
My fingers traced the seam of her panties. "Have you ever touched yourself before?"