• Asian Man/Black Woman
• Korean MMCs.
• M/M/M/M/M/M/F
• K-Pop Romance
• Dancer FMC
• Why Choose
• All Queer Cast
• Celebrity Romance
• Hot and Spicy
• Celebrity Romance
• Employee/Employer

Chapter One

East Meets West

Ha-neul

“It’s been way too long,” Ha-neul said, as he pulled up in the driveway of the huge three-story modern-style mansion in the Hannam The Hill.

“Well, if you weren’t such a workaholic.” Axel took his hand and squeezed, taking the sting out of his words.

Ha-neul wanted to bring those long dexterous fingers up to his lips and kiss them one by one. Being in a boyband meant that all of his lovers were beautiful. In the K-pop industry that was practically required

But there was something special about Axel’s rugged bad boy looks with his white-blond mohawk, tattoos, and piercings on his eyebrows and ears.

His pants were suddenly way too tight.

“Oh, wait until I get you inside,” Axel said, his voice low and rough.

Ha-neul smirked, “Looking forward to it.” He hurried out of the car and Axel was right on his heels. They had to be good even in their yard, even with the high hedge bushes and the security gates anybody could be watching.

They had been way too careful these last seven years to mess it up now. Once they hurried inside, Axel shut the door and spun Ha-neul around to slam him up against the door, slotting his mouth against him in a hard passionate kiss.

Ha-neul moaned and wrapped his arms around him.

He arched against Axel as their erections rubbed against each through their jeans.

Shibal, Ha-neul was already so wet, the copious amounts of pre-come ruined his silk designer briefs.

Ha-neul threw a sultry look as his other hand traced down his chest, lips quirking in the hitch of Axel’s breath as they dropped to his crotch.

“What do we have here?”

Axel groaned but before things could get any more interesting both of their phones rang. His lovers knew better than to interrupt the individual dates. The band’s nights off were rare these days with their upcoming comeback just around the corner.

“What?!” Axel snarled into his phone There was a moment of silence and then Axel rolled his eyes. “Alright, we will be there in a minute.”

“What is it?”

“We have to meet our new choreographer.”

Ha-neul closed his eyes and took one breath, and then two to try to get himself under control.

He straightened to his full height and firmly put on the mask of Ha-neul Cheong, leader of the multi-platinum K-pop group YKO.

“I thought the choreographer wasn’t coming until Monday.”

Axel gave a frustrated huff, “Well, apparently they arrived early, and the rest of the guys were already downstairs in the studio.”

Ha-neul sighed, “Let’s go.” He started to walk away, but Axel pulled him back and took his mouth in a hard and demanding kiss that made his cock regain some of its interest.

“That’s so unfortunate, hyung.” Axel gave him a wicked smile. “I was looking forward to wrecking you tonight.”

Ha-neul gulped as he watched Axel swagger away and adjusted his pants. Sometimes, Ha-neul thought that he was delusional for thinking that he could handle five other lovers when most of the days he could barely handle one.

***

The music was vibrating off the walls before they even made their way down the stairs to the basement. Axel froze in the doorway and Ha-neul frowned.

“What’s the matter?” But he couldn’t really be heard over the music. Ha-neul shoved his lover out of the way and ignored the scowl thrown in his way.

The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was dancing to their latest hit single, ‘Heart’s Desire’. He was mesmerized by how she danced gracefully in front of the mirror.

The woman was Black with rich dark brown skin and she had curves in all the right places. Ha-neul’s eyes lingered on the huge swell of her breasts as they bounced up and down. The choreographer stepped back, then forward, before executing a smooth spin to the sound of his own voice blasting over the sound system. His eyes traveled down to the woman’s thick thighs. They were covered in matching red skin-tight leggings; leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He couldn’t quite look away from her big ass and the way it jiggled enticingly. It made him want to kneel down and bury his face between them.

It could be that their new choreographer was clearly wearing something that was much too revealing by Korean standards (but he knew that most foreigners’ fashion was much laxer). It could be the way she moved so enticingly to his voice, but either way, Ha-neul knew one thing for certain:

He was going to die.

“You are drooling,” Axel whispered in his ear. Ha-neul shuttered and tried to shut down his lustful thoughts. His gaze drifted to his lovers and bandmates who were standing against the wall. ] were standing against the other wall looking no better than Ha-neul. S.C. and Tae were also blatantly staring at her ass and the maknae of the group Bright was blushing so much that the cherry red of his cheeks was almost clashing with his cyan blue hair.

Meanwhile, Min-Su was the only one who seemed to have kept their cool.

Ha-neul wasn’t jealous (they had been in a healthy and secure polyamorous relationship for five years). No, the only thing Ha-neul felt right other than burning lust was commiseration and sympathy for his lovers.

Their maknae, Bright’s sweet voice lingered and then faded away as the song ended. Their new choreographer ended the dance in with one arm in the air, the other on her ample chest, hips cocked in an arrogant tilt.

One beat, then two, and then she released the pose and spun around to push one of her long onyx-colored twists that had escaped her high ponytail out her face.

Axel coughed to cover up his laugh and Ha-neul nudged him hard in the stomach. Could he at least let him have some face, here?

The woman turned and stopped when she saw Ha-neul and Axel in the doorway. She gave them a wave and her lips broke into a wide excited grin before she bowed.

“ Annyeonghaseyo,” the woman said. “ Nae ileum-eun Aisha Chambers ibnida.”

Ha-neul bowed in return but all he could think as he stared at the new choreographer was: ‘Oh, we are in so much trouble.”