Seven had been sitting at his computer all night and day, he looked so stressed. You walk up behind him and blow into his ear. “Hmmm….” you moan low into his ear. He bites his lip, but doesn’t say anything. You lean closer, your lips brush against his ear lobe. “Hmmm…Luciel..“you drag his name out with a low moan making his face a deep red. He drops his hands from the keyboard and turns around to face you. He looks into your face with those piercing eyes that wanted you so badly it hurt. You kiss him whispering it’s okay to take a break. Hesitant, looks down at the floor his face a deep red. He starts to turn back around. You stop his chair and sit in his lap facing him. “I can’t do this…I…I need to work…” his voice breaks your heart. It was a low whisper that sounded like pain if it had a voice. You lift his head and kiss him softly on the lips. He kisses you back as the kiss evolves from a peck to a lifeline. His hands clutch your back tightly. When you seperate, he picks you up and lays you down on a nearby table. You spread your legs wide lifting off your last remaining article of clothing pulling your shirt up tonyour neck. He stands in awe admiring how beautiful you are. He had to collect himself. He unconsciously touches your smooth skin sliding his fingers along the curves in your breast and the length of your body. He leans over you kissing your soft lips, your cheeks, and your neck. He nibbles on your neck swirling his tongue around a few spots. He wanted to leave a mark on you so everyone knew he had loved you; needed to engrave himself in your flesh to prove he had been here. He kneels down kissing your stomach licking your flesh down to your lips. His tongue lodges itself between your legs teasing you. You gasp for air as his fingers slide in joining his tongue in a playful dance. You hold your breath biting your bottom lip. Luciel looks up at you watching your face go red. You grab fists full of Luciels hair and push him between your legs. Placing the heels of your feet on his back, you grip his hair moaning his name. His fingers and tongue slow; he wanted to enjoy every second of you calling for him. Erect, he places his hands under both of your thighs and rubs the tip on you. Watching you blush and turn your head away he buries himself within you slowly allowing you to feel his every inch. He wanted to close his eyes. The way your face morphed and the way your voice begged for him, he was flustered, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you; you were so beautiful. He picks up the pace getting lost in the feeling of being inside of you. You lift your legs high opening them up for Luciel. Your moans fill the room and take root deep within him. He loses himself in the sound of you calling his name. He grips the edge of the table hard enough to turn his knuckles white and slams into you harder. With every thrust, he pushes a louder moan from your throat. He was addicted to the sound of your voice. It drove him crazy and all he wanted was more. His face was a burning red as you arch your back screaming a crescendo of moans; you were so very close. “God Saeyoung…take me to space…take me higher..” you scream for more so close to your limit. He holds onto the table and shoves himself as deep as he could and filling your body up . You tremble beneath him releasing yourself with him. You try to control your breathing, but Luciel wanted to taste more of this passion. He covered your mouth with his pulling your tongue to him. You run your hands through his hair pulling him into a harder kiss. When he finally pulls away, you whisper to him, “I love you. You don’t have to hide from me. I believe in you. I trust you. I need you, Saeyoung.” His eyes fill with heavy tears and he buries his face in your shirt. He holds onto you like you were going to drift away from him. A muffled “I love you” escaped his lips before he realized what he had said. This was too dangerous.