After enduring the dinner that felt like an eternity, Suho and Zuri decided it was time to make their exit. Zuri had played her part well, but her mind was a whirlwind of frustrations and anxieties that she couldn't shake.

Throughout dinner, her palms had been sweaty, and her scalp prickled with discomfort. Suho's brother had displayed an attitude problem that could eclipse the sun on a bad day, and Zuri couldn't help but wonder what his deal was. In contrast, Joon's wife seemed like the only beacon of normalcy in this eccentric family, although that wasn't setting the bar very high.

As they made their way to Suho's car, they exchanged glances, both knowing that they needed a moment to breathe. Suho's lips looked inviting, and Zuri felt an inexplicable pull toward him. It was as if her heart and mind were in a constant battle.

"So?" Suho began, looking deep into Zuri's eyes.

"So?" Zuri replied, mirroring his gaze.

In that moment, the world around them seemed to fade into the background. It was just the two of them, caught in a whirlwind of emotions and unspoken desires. Their hearts beat in synchrony, and an unspoken tension hung in the air.

Without thinking, they both leaned in, their lips meeting in a soft and tender kiss. It was a moment of connection, an unexpected spark of chemistry that sent shivers down their spines. The world seemed to disappear, leaving only the warmth and intimacy of their kiss.

Zuri couldn't help but think that sometimes, even in the most bizarre and unexpected situations, life had a way of bringing two people together.

They drove to his apartment, the streets bathed in a soft, amber glow. He led her inside, his heart pounding in his chest.

"What did you need to pick up?" Zuri asked as they walked inside.

"Uh, it's nothing, really," Suho replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Zuri raised an eyebrow. "Nothing? Well, then, can I have some water? I'm a little thirsty."

"Sure, let me get that for you," he said, his palms sweaty.

He led her to the kitchen, and as she took a sip of water, her eyes scanned the room.

"This is a nice place," she commented, her voice tinged with admiration.

"Thanks," he replied, feeling a sense of pride.

"How come you're living alone, though? Where's your roommate?" she asked, curious.

"Oh, um, I don't have a roommate," he admitted, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

Zuri chuckled. "Seriously? You're lucky, I would kill for a place like this."

He felt a wave of relief, grateful that she didn't judge him. "I guess you're right. I like the privacy."

"Privacy is important," she said, her voice a low murmur.

As the words hung in the air, a moment of tension passed between them.

"Well, thanks for the water," Zuri said, breaking the silence. Her eyes locked onto his, he felt something stir within him.

"You're welcome," he replied, his voice thick with emotion.

The tension in the room grew, a palpable energy between them. Zuri stepped closer to him, her gaze intense.

"Zuri, I-"

Before he could finish his sentence, her lips were on his, their kiss electric.

As their kiss deepened, Suho lifted her up on the kitchen counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. His hands roamed over her body, his desire for her growing with each touch.

They broke the kiss, their breath ragged, their eyes filled with passion.

"We shouldn't," Zuri breathed.

"I know," Suho said, his voice husky. "But I can't help myself."

With that, he crashed his lips onto hers, the heat between them rising. He could feel her body respond to his touch, and he knew he was lost. He lifted her up, his hands cupping her ass, and carried her to his bedroom, their bodies pressed together.

He laid her on the bed, her body a vision beneath him.

"Suho," she moaned, her eyes filled with lust.

He trailed kisses down her neck, her body arching into him. His hands explored her curves, her skin smooth and warm beneath his touch.

She reached for his shirt, her fingers undoing the buttons. He pulled the shirt off, revealing his muscular frame, and she let out a gasp.

"Wow," she breathed, her eyes taking him in.

"Zuri," he murmured, his voice filled with desire. She traced his bicep tattoo with her finger, sending a shiver down his spine.

He leaned down and captured her lips in another heated kiss, their bodies melting into each other.

He trailed kisses down her neck and chest, his fingers deftly undoing her dress. He slid the straps off her shoulders, revealing her bra and panties.

"You're beautiful," he murmured, his eyes taking her in. She reached behind her back, her fingers fumbling with the clasp of her bra.

He helped her undo it, his eyes filled with hunger. She laid back, her breasts exposed, and he trailed kisses down her chest, his lips enveloping a nipple.

She moaned, her hands grasping his head. He swirled his tongue around the hardened nub, his fingers exploring her body.

He kissed his way down her stomach, his tongue leaving a trail of fire.

"Oh my," she gasped.

He slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties, his hand sliding down until he found her clit.

She bucked against him, her body responding to his touch.

"Fuck, Zuri," he groaned, his fingers teasing her entrance.

"Suho, I need you," she breathed, her body begging for release.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he growled.

He stood up, his erection straining against his pants. He unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off, revealing his muscular thighs and toned ass.

"Holy shit," she gasped.

He stepped towards her, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself between her legs, her pussy glistening.

He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss. She reached for his cock, her fingers wrapping around him.

"You're so big," she breathed.

"You have no idea," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He nuzzled her neck, his cock teasing her entrance.

"Please," she begged, her body aching for him.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice husky.

"Yes," she moaned, her body arching towards him.

He teased her entrance again. "Then show me." He said, his mouth inches away from hers.

Her eyes met his, and she slowly guided him inside her. She gasped, the sensation of him filling her up nearly overwhelming.

He groaned, his body shuddering.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he grunted.

"Please, move," she begged, her body needing release.

He obliged, his thrusts deep and steady.

"Oh, yes," she moaned, her body arching against him.

"Fuck, Zuri," he growled, his pace quickening.

He pounded into her, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. The sounds of their pleasure filled the room, their bodies melding together in ecstasy.

"You feel so fucking good," he grunted.

"Harder," she moaned, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

He obliged, his cock hitting her in just the right spot.

"Yes, oh god, yes," she cried, her body reaching the brink of orgasm.

He leaned down and captured her lips in a heated kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth.

"Come for me," he commanded.

His words were her undoing, her body shattering around him.

"Suho!" She screamed, her orgasm crashing over her.

He continued his thrusts, prolonging her pleasure.

"Fuck, Zuri," he grunted, his own release near.

"Come for me," she pleaded.

"I'm gonna-"

"Do it," Her body writhed beneath him.

He groaned, his cock pulsing inside her.

"Zuri," he grunted, his orgasm spilling inside her.

They rode the wave of pleasure together, their bodies spent.

"Holy fuck," he murmured, his breathing ragged.

"That was amazing," she breathed, her eyes hazy with satisfaction.

He rolled off her, his body spent.

"Jesus," he exhaled.

They heard a knock on the wall. "Shut the hell up."

"Yeah I forgot to mention that my neighbor is a pain in the ass." Suho said.

"I think I know why." Zuri replied, a smile playing on her lips.

"Sorry about him. He's... difficult." Suho said.

"He's not the only one," Zuri said, her tone light and teasing.

"Yeah, I can be a real pain," Suho agreed, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"Don't worry, I like it," Zuri replied, her own grin matching his.

They fell into a comfortable silence, their bodies sated and their minds content.

Suho, his thoughts drifting, felt a pang of guilt. He had brought Zuri into his charade without even considering her feelings. But she seemed comfortable with him. And so did he.