Chapter 48: Makeout session

Minjoon looked at me with a bland expression.

'He's calling you.'

'Say your words out loud, baby boy.' I grin at him.

Minjoon blinked at my unexpected attack. With a short sigh through his nose, as if feed up, he opened his pretty pink lips.

With fluent English, he spouted. "Drake Ross, do you have any thoughts on joining the dungeon clearing of the S rank dungeon?"

I leaned back into my chair.

"Hmm..." I made a show of complementation.

Minjoon deadpanned. With a blank face, 'Don't be petty. Keep revenge private.'

"Well... I do have 'Fire Resistance' and 'Fire Absorption' as skills-"

'You shouldn't have left me hanging yesterday, with only my right hand to keep me company~'

Black lines appeared on Minjoon's face.

'Then your right hand can keep you company for the rest of your life, that I can promise.'

My smirk drops with the newly held leverage over my head.

"-however! As my main damage usage comes from my fire power, monsters with lava nature will not be greatly damaged."

I quickly redeem myself.

"Hmph." Minjoon turned away from me like a tsundere.

Ah, what tough love...

"I see, that is unfortunate. However, a tanker with fire resistance will be greatly appreciated." The president wouldn't give up, he continued to try and persuade me as he struggled to speak English. I've never spoken Korean in front anyone other than Minjoon, it was a nice excuse to ignore others.

Screech-

Minjoon's chair scraped the floor as he stood up. He coolly touched up the collar of his suit and tightened his loose tie as he spoke.

"The Froster Guild shall inform the Hunter Association of our decision on the same day as required of the other guilds. Frankly, I find being put on the spot and pressured, disrespectful. I'm disappointed, association president."

After elegantly putting the old man in his place, Minjoon walked down the isle and out the hall. I grinned as I caught up to him. The Froster Guild members who came today scurried after us.

Minjoon dismissed them before he dragged me into the car limo. He pushed me in, causing me to almost lay down. He got in and closed the door with a bang.

"Woah! What- Oh, okay, this is nice." I muttered as Minjoon settled himself on my hips.

As I encircle my hands around his slim waist, Minjoon knocks on the car's divider to signal the driver to drive. The windows were tinted, no one could see us.

"Hey, are you mad...?" I hesitantly ask once Minjoon faces me. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips pursed into a thin line.

"Sorr- ...!"

I tried to apologize but Minjoon smashed our lips together roughly.

I let him take the lead, his swept across my lower lip and dived in once I opened my mouth. Our tongues fervently mixed, I could feel his discontent as he bit me.

As his face was above mine, his saliva dripped down to my mouth; I welcomed it, lapping it up and sucking on his tongue, making him moan. He couldn't help but grind against me as I took command. He tasted like the cake he had earlier. The only sweets I'm fond of is him.

"Nhm, e-enough... ah..." Minjoon leaned back to stop our make out session.

Once his breathe steadied, Minjoon placed his forehead against my own. His hands were cradling my face as he spoke.

"I understand you were teasing me, but it doesn't feel good when the only person I trust and love doesn't take my side." He whispered, his hot breathe fanning against my lips.

"I'm sorry, I never meant to make you anxious or uneasy... it's a personality flaw, I'm too playful..." I straightforwardly admitted my mistake.

"It's not a flaw, it's a part of you I love." Minjoon softly smiled. "But please do remember that just as I am yours, you are mine. Be on my side, no matter what or where, okay?"

"Of course, love. I promise." I nod, my brown eyes gazing into his sky blue eyes with sincerity.

I will never endanger you, I swear on my soul. Even if you turn your back on me.

His pink lips curved into a delighted smile as his eyes squinted in pleasure. He pressed himself to me, chest to chest, his groin directly touching mine with only our clothes between us.

"Good. Now that that's settled, kiss me."

Of course, I instantly obliged.

"My pleasure."

I gave him no room to fight for dominance. As our tongues tangled, my hands wandered all over his body. I grab his ass and raise him lightly. I groped his thighs, ass, hips and waist, even his back didn't escape my touch.

I avoided his chest and lower parts, just to make him more needy. If I couldn't get my release right now, than neither could he.

Minjoon soon ran out of breath, his body shuddered as I ended the kiss with a string of saliva between our mouths. Holding his jaw, I appreciated the view of his lustful and dazed expression. I tilt his head with a slight push of my thumb against his jaw. He sighed as I left a travel of soft kisses along his jaw line to ear and down to his neck.

"Hah, grinding on you while we make out... feels so damn good." I groaned against his skin. Minjoon responded with shuddering gasp.

Leaving kiss marks on his white skin is tempting as always. I bite his prominent collar bone as I roughly pull down his tie.

I could barely come back to my senses. I take a deep breath of his scent as I held him tight in my arms.

"Lets stop here, any further and I'll fuck you senseless in this cramped box of metal." I said, voice husky and deep with unfulfilled desires.

"Then, lets do it." Minjoon groaned as he tugged at my shirt.

"No. The driver will hear us if we get any louder."

"He won't hear much-"

I grasped his chin, pausing him mid sentence. I tried to get my point across but I'm too worked up right now to be gentle. I lean forward and bite his ear lobe.

With an underlining growl in my tone, I said lowly, "Every groan, moan, and scream of yours is solely for my ears. Understand?"

Minjoon reluctantly nodded in understanding, yet still seemed unsatisfied.

"Just wait until we get home, I'll have you unable to walk straight for a week." I promised with a smirk.

"Mmm."

Minjoon gulped as a half groan and half expectant moan escaped his lips.