You got me touching on your body.
You got me touching on your body.
To say that we're in love is dangerous.
But girl I'm so glad we're aquainted.

- Aquainted x The Weeknd

You were out wit friends at te local club. They alwats had great music and the vibes were always pleasant. You wore fitting pants that hugged your curves and a loose fitting fitting off the shoulder top. Your friends have been hyping you up all night about good you looked, and from the influx of people who tried to dance with you or buy you a drinks did wonders on your confidence.

You sipped on your favorite drink, swaying your hips to the beat of the current song playing, when a voice caught your attention.

"Excuse Me, Miss." They'd said.

You turn your head, your friends gasping and whispering amongst one another. There, standing before you, was the Number Five ranked hero, Cellophane. Your breath hitches in your throat as you look him over. He stood there, his loose fitting button up a deep crimson, faint detailing woven into the matieral that you could only see when you were nearly pressed against him the top mostly unbottoned and tucked into his fitted slacks that were so neatly pressed and clinging to the lower hald of his body– his fit body. His hair slightly messy and handing to his collarbone. Your eyes finally meet his and he smiles that beautiful smile you've always seen on television.

"I'm sorry for bothering you." He says, rubbing his neck a bit. "But I was wondering if you wanted to dance maybe?"

He was nervous? To talk to you? Why?

You go to open your mouth, but one of your friends beat you to it.

"Of course she will!" They say, practically pushing you into the raven haired man. He quickly grips your waist so you wont fall, your chest pressing against one anothers. His strong arm around you, a gentle hand on the small of your back, producing goosebumps on your skin through the fabric of your clothes. He smiles at you once more.

"Shall we?" He asks.

You nod slowly. His hand never leaving your body as he guides you away from your friends and towards the dancefloor, finding a good spot to dance.

"So can you even dance?" He smirks looking your body over.

"Of course I can." You scoff with a coy smile.

The two of you danced the night away, joking and laughing between the two of you, you almost didn't want the night to end– and neither did he.

"If it isn't too much to ask, can I get your number?" He asked, his cheek heating slightly. "I enjoyed myself with you and I don't want this to be a one-time thing. I'd like to see you again some time– if that's alright with you?"

"You couldn't stop your mouth from falling open. "Cello–"

"Hanta." He corrects you, his hands in his pockets as he looks down at you. "Please, call me Hanta."

You smile, the two of you exchanged numbers, with intentions of seeing one another agaian. You see him quite often, going on dates and spending time privately with one another.

Tonight, Sero had a candlelight dinner prepared on his balcony that overlooked the entire city. He'd cooked for you, and the two of you danced under the moonlight and the stars. The two of you now looing at the breathtaking view of the city. His arms around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder.

"Hanta, this is beautiful." You breathe out.

He turns his head, kissing your neck softly. "Not as beautiful as you are." He mumbles against your skin, making you shudder against him. You felt a hand slip under your top, gripping one of your breasts through your bra as he continues to kiss on your neck and shoulders. His other hand however, made it's way safely up your skirt, massaging your clit through the fabric of your panties.

Your head falls back onto him as you let out a shaky breath.

"You're so wet." He whispers in your ear, his fingers tracing over your panties, feeling the wetness of them from just him rubbing small circles on your clit.

You nod slowly, your hands gripping the railing of the balcony even tighter. His hand moves your panties to the side, before he slips one of his long fingers inside of you, making you gasp and your eyes flutter. His thumb continuing to rub small circles onto your clit, finally gaining a moan from you.

"Oh fuck." You breath out, feeling his fingers tap against your spot, teasing it and making your body shudder.

"You know I thought you would brush me off too." He whispers, working his fingers inside you so accurately, it was almost as if the two of you have been dealing with one another for years. "I was actually nervous walking up to you, you've been brushing off everyone that approached you."

"Oh god no." You moan. "I would never."

You feel him smile against you, before placing a kiss on your neck. You were feeling so good, his fingers working in and out of you, is thumb massaging your clit at a steady pace that you started grinding into him. Everytime you drew back, your ass would brush against his hard cock, almost making your legs give out. Sero bit down on your shoulder, gaining yet another moan from you.

"I want you." He tells you, licking the spot he'd bitten. "I want all of you, Y/N."

"I want you too Hanta." You breathe. "God I want you so bad."

His hands never leaving your body, He took a step back, pulling you with him and making you let go of the railing. He turned the two of you around, leading you back into the house, but your legs wouldn't move with every pump of his fingers.

"C'mon baby," He kisses your neck. "You can make it, we're almost to the bedroom."

You nod as your breathing started to get heavy. He continues to lead you through his home, heading towards the bedroom. Every few steps you'd stop, the pleasure he was giving you becoming too much you thought you were going to come, but everytime he'd stop, encourage you to keep going and once you took another step, his fingers kept going. This man was trying to do something to you that you couldn't even explain.

You'd finally made it to the bedroom, and he'd removed his fingers from you. You didn't hesitate to snatch his shirt off of him, pulling it over his head and tossing it onto the floor, just as he'd done to you the moment his arms were free. The both of you tugging at the others clothes, inching closer to the bed. You fell back onto the soft covers of his bed, with him on top of you. His hands entangling with yours as he kisses you hungrily, his tongue sliding against yours. Hips grinding into yours making you moan against his lips. His cock brushing against your clit making you quiver.

He kisses down your body, reaching your soaking wet pussy. His lips wraps around your clit, sucking gently making your back arch off the bed. His long tongue licking at your slit before he inserted his fingers back into you.

"Oh god, Hanta." You moan, you hands gripping his hair, which turned him on even more, removing his fingers from you, pushing your legs back as far as they would go, replacing his fingers with his tongue.

"Fuck...yes....oh god yes..." You moan over and over and over, watching him devour your pussy as if he hadn't eaten in days. His head dipped down further, his tongue teasing at your ass, his saliva mixed into your own juices slipping down. He curved his tongue, licking back up and sucking on your clit once more, the entire thing making you cry out.

Your legs shake in his hold and he glances up at you, catching your eye. You watch as he smiles while he continues to lick your entire cunt, he grips your thighs his tongue still fucking your insides. Your body shakes as you come, Sero making sure he licked you clean. He placed sweet kisses on your sensitive clit.

"You alright there baby?" Sero smirks up at you, watching as you catch your breath. "That was intense, yeah?"

You let out a breath and nod your head, watching him worship your body, slowly kissing up, placing a kiss on your neck, before kissing your lips softly letting you feel his cock slip against your slit and making you quiver.

"I'll take good care of you baby." He whispers against your lips. "You trust me babygirl?"

"Yes." You moan, quivering under him.

Sero leaned up, reaching over into the endtable for a condom. Ripping the package open he slipped it down on his dick. Tape shot from his elbows, tying your hands together and to the headboard making you gasp. He smirks at you, licking your neck before biting your shoulder and making you moan. His hands caress your thighs so gently, you couldn't help but feel so valued by the man on top of you. Lining himself up at your entrance, he slowly slides himself inside you, making you gasp at how he stretched you. A hand of his grabbed you thigh, hooking it around his waist as he continued to stretch that pretty little pussy of yours, making you moan out the deeper he went.

He kissed a corner of your mouth tenderly, his eyes landing on yours. "You okay, baby?" He coos, feeling himself bottoming out. You breate out, lifting your other leg and wrapping that one around his waist as well, locking your ankles together.

"Yeah." You say, feeling your walls adjust to his size. Your head was spinning. You feel him pull away before stuffing you once more, making your back arch into his chest.

"Fuck." You hear him breath out as he groans. "Fuck, you feel so damn good."

He starts off with a slow rhythm, fucking into you and making sure you adjust to his size.

"H-Hanta please." You moan, arching yourself into him. His hands roaming your body as his fucks into you, his eyes scanning your body like a kid in a candy store. He looked truly amazed at the work of art you were. As if he himself couldn't believe that he'd be fucking your right now, just like you couldn't believe you were naked, in his bed with him deep inside of your tight, wet walls.

His hands slowly slide from your stomach, dipping into your curves and back up, cupping at your breasts just as his rhythm begin to gradually speed up.

"God, you're so wet." He groans, palming at your breasts before dipping down and taking a nipple in his mouth. "You're so....fucking.....beautiful...I'm so....glad... we're aquaninted baby...."

You feel his tongue leaving a wet trail from your breast, up to your neck, were his kissed gently all while accurately hitting your deepest of spots. Your body trembles.

"Oh god, Hanta right there." You moan as you move your hips to meet his thrusts.

His hand slowly slips down to your clit, rubbing small circles, shooting more pleasure throughout your body.

"You're such a good girl, you know that?" He whispers in your ear. "My good girl yeah?"

"Oh god yes!" You yell. "Yours, fucking your good girl! Please... please don't stop."

You pull on your retraints, just to see if you can get out of them. Sero smirks against your skin, as he pumps faster and deeper inside of you, rubbing on your clit.

"You wanna touch me baby, is that what you want?" He asks his lips brushing against your neck.

"Y-Yes please." You whimper.

"Sorry baby," He says. "This is about you– not me. I want to show you just how much I appreiate you being here....right now.... with me.... let me appreciate this body baby...and I promise, next time I'm all yours, yeah?"

Your body feels like it's on fire. Your thighs tighten around him, making your walls grip tighter around his length. Whatever Sero was doing to your body was sending you over the edge, slowly building that knot in the pits of your stomach letting you know you were right there.

"There you go good girl." He whispers, his hand interlocking wwith one of your restrained ones as the other continues to rub circles on your clit. "That's my good girl, feel so good on me....taking me so well...you're gonna come for me yeah?"

"Oh god yes, please!" Your chest arches into him once more as he squeezes your hand. His head drops as you feel him twitch inside you.

"Fuck I'm....I'm almost there baby." He grunts, fucking into you as he throws his head back after the words leave his mouth, his heavy breathing mixxed into his moaning sending you completely over the edge.

You yell out as you cum, your body convulsing against his as he meets you with an orgasm of his own. Both of your bodies shudder from the wave crashing into the both of you. Sero pauses to catch his breath for a few beats, before he pulls out of you, watching in amazement as your glaze coat the latex of the condom. Pulling himself together, he reaches up, removing the tape from his bed slowly bringing your arms down to remove the tape from your wrists. He kissed you deeply as he did.

"Girls born in the 90s are dangerous." He smirks against your lips before kissing your lips again.

Needless to say, when it came to Hanta Sero– you were going back for more every chance you got.