It was so hot today. This summer had been rather mild so far, but today was different. Everyone was out having fun at beaches, or spending the day enjoying the sunshine while eating ice cream, but here you were. Stuck doing deliveries for the bakery you worked at.

At the very least, you didn't have to be in the store with the sweltering ovens in this kind of heat, and could enjoy driving around with your music on and the windows down. So it wasnt so bad...That was until today.

"(y/n), we have another delivery coming up! You mind taking it?"

Your boss asks while you look up from boxing up cookies, and nod while you finish up.

"Sure. Where to?"

You ask, taking the delivery slip from him and eyeing the adress. It was for the top floor of the sort of ritzy hotel across the city, and the order consisted of a fairly hefty strawberry cake along with some pastries to go along with.

"Must be for a special occasion."

You say, and walk over to grab the bag with the treats in it before making sure you had your car keys.

"Anyway, I'll see you in a bit."

You continue, walking out of the bakery and toward your car. Getting in, you let out a small groan to find it was an oven in there. sighing, you start up the engine and head out on your way.

Once at the hotel, you walk briskly through the lobby before stopping at the elevators. Noticing that it was one of the ones you had to have a key card to operate, you glance arou d before spotting someone nearby.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you but.... Do you mind buzzing me up? I have a delivery I'm making to floor fifteen."

You ask sweetly, smiling at a dark haired individual standing at the elevator doors.

"Sure."

He shrugs in a slightly monotone voice, and you hop in with him before he scans his key card and pushes the button before stepping back again.

"You're going to the same floor?"

You ask, trying to make a bit of pleasant conversation while the elevator begins to go upward.

"Yes, actually. What's the room number on your ticket?"

He asks as two grey eyes trace toward you while he places an index finger to his lips, and you tilt your head.

"Wha...Oh! It's....Room number 1556. Order for some pretty nice looking cakes and pastries."

You smile, and you see him perk up slightly.

"Then I think that's actually for me. Strawberry, right?"

He asks, and you glance down at the ticket before you nod.

"Yea, that's certainly a convenient coincidence! Do you want me to just take it to your room with you?"

You ask kindly, and he smiles only a tiny bit in response.

"If that's no trouble. I would pay here but I don't have my wallet on me."

He answers, and you wave your free hand just a bit.

"Of course not. that won't be a problem at a-"

You begin, but just then, you feel the elevator jolt before shuddering violently for a few seconds while it grinds to a sudden halt. Surprised, you look at each other quickly before you shift, honestly a little scared.

"W-what just..."

You mumble, looking at the number pad for the floors, stepping over to press it again. But your stomach twists when the normally white numbers all turn red, not letting you select anything.

"Hehe...um..."

You continue nervously, pressing the button again, and then the one that usually should open the door. Neither worked. Looking up to the floor number display above the door, it reads ten before giving out too. Thankfully however, the lights stayed on.

"No way...a-are we..."

You sputter, and he steps over, looking at the numbers before glancing over with a concerned expression.

"...Stuck here?"

He continues for you, and you swallow hard.

"I....I think so."

You finally finish, and he falls silent before quickly pulling out a cell phone from his pocket, speed dialing a number in his phone without wasting time. Feeling a little awkward and panicked, you keep your eyes on the number pad while you twirl a piece of hair around your finger, pulling out your phone to text your boss.

"Hello, is this the maintenance desk?"

You hear him ask, and you gently put down your delivery bag on the carpeted elevator floor.

"Yes. We're in an elevator headed to floor fifteen, but its seemed to have broken down around floor ten.... The doors won't open and the power is off for the number pad."

He says surprisingly calmly, before you see his eyes widen.

"You've got to be joking..."

He continues with a look of shock, before its quickly replaced by him looking rightfully pissed.

"Alright. Thank you."

He sighs, before hanging up. He then groans as he puts his phone away, throwing his head back in frustration.

"We're going to be here for at least four to seven hours....Most likely closer to seven..."

he whines, and you tense.

"S-SEVEN?!"

you ask, and he nods before sighing.

"We happen to be in a spot that's fairly hard for maintenance to get to..."

"I can't believe this...On the hottest day in summer too."

You whine, leaning into the mirrored wall of the elevator. After a moment while your boss and you exchange a few messages, you kneel down and open your delivery bag, looking up.

"Do you wanna break into those sweets of yours then? I'm certainly not going to be keeping them from you while we wait. Especially if its going to take that long."

You finally ask, definetly not thrilled about being stuck.

~♡~Hour 1~♡~

The boredom was already getting to you two. It really, really was. After you had eaten about half the cake and a few of the pastries (which he was kind enough to share), you were both sitting on the floor playing what must have been the twentieth round of rock paper scissors.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors...Shoot."

You sigh, shooting out paper while he does scissors with two slender fingers, causing you to let out a laugh.

"How do you win every round?"

You smile, and he looks up with his cool grey eyes, a small smile on his lips.

"Intuition, mostly."

He answers, and you return the gesture before stretching lightly, wiping your brow.

That was the thing. Not only were you both losing your minds from boredom, the air conditioning went down when the other power for the elevator did. And it was getting hot pretty damn fast.

~♡~Hour two~♡~

The heat was getting unbearable. It slowly became more and more noticable as time drew on, but now the buttercream icing on the cake was just beginning to melt, and you felt as if you were close to doing the same.

"Its so hot in here..."

You sigh, unbuttoning your shirt a little before running your hand up through your hair.

"No kidding."

He sighs, and you lean back before scooping a little icing up on your finger. Because of the heat, the icing had become a bit runny, and a small amount drips down onto your shirt.

"Oh for gods sake-"

You snap, a little short fused because of the heat.

"You know what? Screw it. It's about a million degrees in here."

You finally say, unbuttoning the rest before letting it slide off your shoulders, now only in your black Calvin Klein sports bra.

"Sorry. I figure it would be better than dying of heat stroke."

You sigh, but truly feel pretty unapologetic while you look up, to see him wide eyed before he darts his eyes in the other direction.

"I-It's fine."

He answers, drawing a hand to the back of his head.

"You're welcome to follow suit, if you want. It's probably only going to get hotter...Trust me, I dont care given our current situation."

You suggest, and he doesn't answer immediately. But not long after, he sighs, keeping his eyes averted.

"You're right..."

He mumbles, and soon after shifts his plain white shirt upward, moving it over his mess of black hair. Not being able to help yourself out of pure curiosity, you take a small glance over while he leans back, trying not to make it obvious.

He was toned. No abs or any predominant muscle seeing that he was so thin, but definitely nice definition. If you were honest, he was pretty hot. Getting caught up in staring for a moment, your eyes eventually trace upward before suddenly meeting with his.

His cheeks were flushed. Maybe from the heat. Maybe from how you had taken your shirt off, and were looking at him just like he had been at you. Glancing over, you see his eyes quickly shift away again.

"Sorry. Couldn't help it."

You playfully say, before out stretching your legs a bit, making his cheeks slightly darken.

~♡~Hour three~♡~

It was round 26 of eye spy. Given that you were in an elevator, it already got old pretty quick, and you were quickly running out of things to even look at.

"Hmmmmm.....I spy....Something that is....white."

"The cake."

"No."

"The box for the cake."

"No."

"My shirt on the floor."

He guesses in a monotone voice, speaking volumes about how bored he was.

"Yep. Your turn."

You sigh, leaning back while you swear you were about to go crazy from boredom. He takes a moment as he glances around the room, pressing his thumb to his lips.

"Hmmm...I spy something....Lace."

He mumbles, biting his thumbnail while you tilt your head. Lace? Where in the elevator was there....

Looking down, it clicked. Not your bra, but the trim of your panties that was only just visible....that little...

"Ah-Hey! I'm up here you know."

You say, feeling your cheeks tingling while he shrugs.

"Sorry....but we're running out of things. Theres only so much to look at in a game of I spy in here."

He says in his deep voice, and you feel yourself smirk lightly.

"Well if you wanna play like that, then...I spy something grey."

You say while you cross your arms, playing along. He takes a moment looking around, and eventually his eyes fall onto his boxers, which were poking out of the top of his baggy jeans.

"Clever."

He says, giving you a sideways glance, which in all honesty made your chest tighten slightly.

"I spy something...Pink."

He says, looking directly at you before he glances down at your lips for a second. Knowing the answer already, you pause before blurting it out.

Maybe...There was a more interesting way to kill the time....It certainly seemed like the tall dark and handsome stranger that you were stuck with was leaning that way as well.

"Not sure. Theres no pink in here."

You say, playing dumb.

"Can you show me?"

You ask, and you see a very small smirk tug on the side of his lips.

"Something pink. Think hard...The answer is right in front of you you know."

He says, shifting closer before bringing your chin upward ever so slightly.

"Can I have a hint?"

You ask, and he pauses for a second before he agrees, gently bringing grabbing your chin and tracing his thumb across the bottom of your lip.

"There. Since you couldn't guess, I win eye spy."

He says, and you feel heat all across your face that wasn't just because of the temperature in the elevator.

"So, what do you want to do next?"

He asks, as casually as can be while still holding your face gently.

Without a single thought passing through your head, you lean in and press your lips to his for what seemed to be only a second. After you realized what you were doing, you pull off at lightning speed and look back down, avoiding his eyes and feeling your face essentially light on fire.

"Ah- um, I dont know what happened, I...I didn't mean to.. s..sorry."

You stammer, not even knowing what to say. Before can think of anything however, you feel him gently touch your jaw again.

"That's alright. Kind of an unconventional way to pass time....But....I don't see anything else we can do."

He says, with a slight smirk in his tone before drawing his lips close to yours.

"Do you agree?"

He asks before he closes the gap, and you manage a tiny nod before he finally leans in fully. His lips were slightly chapped, but still very soft and warm. You could only just taste the cake from earlier on them, and cant help but completely melt into it as his free hand slowly creeps to your waist.

Maybe it was just the heat of the moment....No pun intended...But it was nice.

Without even realizing what happened next, you suddenly were almost full making out in the elevator while the boredom quickly faded for the time being. Guess that's one way to pass the time.

"You know...We still have time to kill. About two hours."

He flirts while you break away for a second, and you blush while you look down.

"What do you mean?"

You ask innocently, while he maneuvers himself closer.

"You know what I mean."

He says in a low whisper only just above a mumble, and you feel your face quickly collecting heat.

"Or do you want to keep playing I spy for the next three hours?"

He asks, making you laugh lightly while his lips travel to your neck.

"Because if you ask me....I spy is getting a little old. We could always do something else that would be a bit more enjoyable."

He continues in that deep voice of his, and you could feel yourself getting more hot and bothered -- but not from the temperature.

"Completely your decision."

He continues, and you felt to awkward to actually say anything, so you push your lips on his before maneuvering onto his lap.

"I suppose that's an agreement then?"

He smiles, and you can't help but blush as you look away.

"...maybe."

You mumble, and lean in again before he shifts a little, accepting the kiss, shifting closer.

After a second or two, he pulls back a bit, Breaking your kiss before he takes a moment to think.

"I-I'm sorry, but....The floor definitely won't do...Normally I would have no issue with this, but I feel like your thighs are crushing me...Maybe sit up there if you can."

He softly suggests, looking at the metal support bar that ran around the elevator.

"O-Oh! Sorry."

You mumble, getting off him before you try and do what he had suggested, but it was a little too narrow for you to fit.

"Please don't apologize. Like I said, its a good thing anywhere other than an elevator floor. But....Here,"

He begins, and gently holds your thigh and props you up, making you blush.

"Is that okay?"

He asks in a low smooth tone, and you nod while you feel his hand slowly slip your skirt up. Meeting your lips for a moment, you allow your arms to link around his thin shoulders, while he shifts just a bit closer.

"Are you ready?"

He asks, his voice low and lustful, which sent shivers down your spine.

"I think so."

"I need a yes. 'I think so' isn't a yes."

He says, moving his lips to your neck before kissing from your collarbone up to your ear.

"Y-yes."

You mutter, and feel his lips smile on your neck while he gently lifts your leg, moving your underwear aside and taking a small moment to tease you just a little, to which you couldnt help but let out a small hum of pleasure. Eventually, he grips your thigh a bit tighter before lifting you up, leaning you against the wall of the elevator.

You inhale sharply as you feel him push your hips down, and he looks up with his two mysterious eyes that had nothing in them but an intense gaze that had every intention for what he was doing.

"M-Mn~"

You hum, getting used to him while he places one of his hands on the wall behind you for extra support. You couldn't believe you were doing this. It seemed so....Cliché. but you were here for every second. Who wouldn't want to have a hookup with the tall dark and handsome stranger that was stuck with you for seven hours?

After shifting a little and finding the best position for himself (which snapped you back to reality) he slowly begins to push his hips into yours while his breathing picks up, his hand gripping the bottom of your thigh a bit tighter.

"Ah-"

You yelp softly, and he thrusts a little harder as he runs his hand into your hair, gripping onto it while you let your arms wrap around his slender shoulders. He takes this as an opportunity to pull your hair down a little, forcing your neck to be more open to his nips and kisses.

"Hmm~..."

He sighs, breaking away for a moment while he allows his forehead to touch yours, enabling you to see his pink cheeks and tired eyes up closer while he sighs, obviously focusing on nothing else but the moment he was in - and so were you.

Letting your hand bury itself into his soft raven hair, you feel the pressure building while he stifles himself from making too much noise, instead letting out shaky sighs and gripping your thigh tighter.

After a short amount of time had passed and it was clear that neither of you were going to be lasting much longer, he allows his head to rest on your shoulder, finally allowing himself to let out a soft moan. and you swore in that moment it was the sexiest thing you have ever heard.

"I-I feel like I'm going to...to.."

You begin, but before you could even finish what you were saying you feel the wave that was building finally breaking, causing you to gasp before you allow your head to fall back, feeling nothing but complete bliss as the sensation clearly caused him to be sent over the edge as well.

"M-mmn..~"

He hums, finally slowing down as his shoulders twitch ever so slightly.

Needless to say, after you found how....effective this way of killing time was, the next few hour passed rather quickly for the both of you.

~♡~hour six~♡~

Finally, after you had both spent all the energy you had for the time being, you were silently sitting with him, leaning on his shoulder while he held your hand, running his thumb along the side of it. You felt like you could almost go to sleep.

Suddenly, you hear a phone start ringing, making you both jump before he quickly pulls his phone from his back pocket again.

"Yes?"

He questions, before a look of relief washes over his stoic expression.

"Alright, we will make sure to do that. Thank you."

He says, before hanging up and standing again, picking his shirt off the floor before slipping it back on.

"They are returning the power and we can get off on the floor we were headed to. They're going to be working more maintenance on the elevator itself, so...When you head back to work you'll probably want to choose a different one."

He says, walking to the key pad and pressing the button for the 15th floor. Finally, it slowly starts moving, and the doors slide open once it stops. Stepping out after putting your own shirt back on and pick up the cake boxes and your delivery bag from the floor, you relish in the freedom from the heat and the claustrophobic space.

"Do you...Have to go back to work actually? Sorry, I just assumed.."

He asks, and you laugh while you shake your head quickly.

"Oh, God no. My shift actually ended not long ago, and my boss is giving me tomorrow off for the trouble."

You answer, and he shifts a little before glancing up toward you with his deep grey eyes.

"Then...Do you want to come to my room for awhile? To cool off? You're more than welcome."

He asks, and you smile as you slide your arm