Lying on the couch with a bar of chocolate in hand, Eunha surveyed the popcorn and snacks scattered across the table as she indulged in the latest season of Bridgerton. After a long day of classes and part-time jobs, she finally had some well-deserved downtime.
Just as the plot thickened, her phone buzzed, drawing her attention away. It was a message from her best friend, Steve Evans, who had been out of town for a few weeks.
"I arrived this evening. Do you wanna meet?" A smile crept across Eunha's face as she read his text; she had been missing him terribly.
"Sure. I'm at home. You can come over," she replied quickly, then tried to refocus on the show, though her excitement about seeing him after nearly three weeks made it hard to concentrate.
It was past 11 when Steve finally arrived, bearing her favorite dish-lasagna-and a tub of coconut ice cream.
"Is this your way of apologizing for abandoning your best friend for so long? I had to finish your statistics assignment all by myself," Eunha said, feigning unimpressed but secretly thrilled by his thoughtful gesture.
Steve shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "It's an advance treat for you to complete our next group project," he said, serving the lasagna onto plates for both of them.
Eunha gasped in mock outrage and threw a pillow at him.
"Calm down. I was just kidding, Eunha," Steve laughed, clearly pleased with himself for successfully riling her up.
After serving the food and wine, they both began eating, setting aside their usual banter for the moment. Steve noticed how engrossed Eunha was in the series, her emotions and reactions shifting with each scene.
A bit of lasagna sauce lingered at the corner of her mouth. Steve wiped it away with his thumb and, without her noticing, brought it to his lips to taste. His heart fluttered, realizing how much he had missed her these past few weeks.
"Wh... What!" Eunha exclaimed, catching him staring at her so intensely.
"You really prefer some nonsense TV series over your best friend, don't you?" he retorted, leaning back on the couch and pretending to be disappointed. He had hoped for a long conversation with her tonight.
"You're nonsense. And stop distracting me. I was truly having a great time without you around," Eunha lied, though there hadn't been a day she didn't think about him.
Steve chuckled, knowing she was clearly lying. He straightened up and leaned in close, whispering, "Liar. You did miss me, Eunha."
A shiver ran down her spine as his deep, hoarse voice reached her core.
"Wh... What's wr...wrong with you, idiot?" she stammered, failing to compose herself under the effect he was having on her.
"You seem nervous. Am I seeing things right?" he teased, enjoying her reaction, his hazel green eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Shut up. I'm not nervous," Eunha denied, rolling her eyes in annoyance, which only inspired him to provoke her more.
Steve abruptly turned off the TV, eager to spend quality time with her after being apart for so long.
"Why did you do that? I was watching it, Steve!" Eunha's voice was filled with dissatisfaction and a touch of rage.
"I'm bored. Let's do something fun," Steve suggested, settling back beside her on the couch.
She chuckled at his sudden whim. "At this hour? What do you want to play? Football?" she mocked.
"I have an idea. How about Truth or Dare?" he proposed, arching an eyebrow in her direction.
After a moment of thought, Eunha nodded, making Steve grin, his charming dimples on full display.
"I'll go first. I pick dare. You can ask whatever you want," he declared confidently.
Eunha seized the chance to tease him back. "Well, I dare you to take off your shirt."
"Really? That's your dare?" he asked, frowning in mock confusion before unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his muscular, toned body.
Eunha was taken aback, not expecting him to comply so readily. She couldn't help but check out his perfect abs while sipping her wine.
"You seem impressed with what you're seeing. I should have revealed myself to you earlier," he smirked proudly, enjoying her full attention.
"Impressed? Me?" Eunha exclaimed, faking a laugh to hide her admiration.
Steve scoffed, knowing she was too stubborn to admit it. "Whatever. Now it's your turn. Truth or Dare?"
"I choose dare," she replied, a playful smile escaping her lips.
Steve walked to the refrigerator and took out the coconut ice cream he had brought earlier.
"Do you want me to finish the whole box of ice cream?" Eunha asked excitedly as he approached her once again.
He sat beside her, a mischievous smile lingering on his lips, making her suspicious of his intentions. The next second, Steve took a full scoop of ice cream and began smearing it all over his abs, leaving her shocked to the core.
When he was done, Steve stared at Eunha and gestured to his abs. "Go ahead and lick it all off like a good girl."
Her eyes widened, not believing he would really dare her to do something like this.
"What? Already afraid? You can accept your defeat if you want," he mocked, reaching for a tissue to wipe off the ice cream, but Eunha interrupted, grabbing his wrist.
"I...I... will do it," she said hesitantly.
The alcohol in her system clouded her judgment, making her curious about how the ice cream would taste on her best friend's delicious body.
As Steve lay back down on the couch, she hovered over his half-naked body. Adjusting herself over him, she placed a soft kiss on his chest before beginning to lick every bit of ice cream with her tongue.
Steve clenched his teeth and fisted his palms, trying to prevent himself from moaning as her tongue worked its way across his skin.
"Enough," he finally said, unable to bear the sweet torture any longer. Lightly pushing her away, he sat up straight.
Eunha gave him a confused look, unsure if she had done something wrong, while Steve breathed heavily, struggling to control his desire for her in that moment. He grew weaker when he saw her licking her lips to get rid of the remaining ice cream.
Before she could react, Steve pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his hands tightly around her waist. "Are you intentionally doing this to seduce me?" he asked in a deep tone, pressing his hardness against her core, making her gasp in surprise.
Eunha willingly pressed her core harder against his bulge, and a slight moan escaped his lips.
"Did this happen because of me?" Eunha asked, shocked that she could have such an effect on him.
Steve struggled to think clearly, having his love interest so close and not being able to act on his desires. All he wished at that moment was to pin her down and make love to her, but he knew better than to force her.
He stared deep into her eyes and asked, "Why? Do you want to fix it?"
Eunha's breath caught in her throat as Steve's piercing gaze held her captive. She felt like a moth fluttering toward a flame, powerless to resist the magnetic pull of his desire. His smile, though gentle, sent shivers down her spine.
Having had a crush on her best friend from the beginning, Eunha had never been brave enough to confess it, which made this moment even more difficult to believe. "I...I... don't know," she replied shyly, turning her gaze down.
Steve reached out, his fingers tracing the soft curve of Eunha's cheek, his thumb caressing the delicate skin as he tilted her head up to meet his eyes. "Is that so? Should we stop here, Eunha?" he asked huskily, bringing his face closer to hers, knowing neither of them could resist each other's attraction at this point.
Steve's warm breath danced across Eunha's lips, teasing her with the promise of a kiss that hung in the balance. The tension between them was palpable, and Eunha's heart raced in anticipation as she tilted her head ever so slightly, inviting him to close the gap.
He wasted no time, placing his lips........
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