Say Yes, Steph

Steph languished in the warmth of Hong Gi's arms. A smile curled her kiss-bruised lips. Making out with Hong Gi was absolutely everything she had imagined, well, everything she had envisioned with their clothes on.

No matter how worked up she got or how much she stroked him through his pants, he would only urge her to slow down and redirect her hands elsewhere. To wrap around his neck or to stroke herself, or he would clasp both of her hands in one of his above her head and tease her until she begged for more. Not that she was complaining. It was the best night of her entire life. 

Now the first signs of morning softened the darkness. With it, the magic that held her by his side was dispelled. The tendrils of uneasiness crept through her, reminding her that she was in a strange bed. How did one end a date like this one? Should she wait for him to wake up and see her out, or should she slip out like a thief? Would the crowd still be outside waiting to attack?