Die by the Beach
"Fuck you."
There's a psychotic flash in Kibum's eyes that reveals his every intent; You'll never catch up to me emanates from his body and his usual repertoire plays out like a recording.
With a glazed and much more entranced male beside him, Kibum rolls over and the sunset paints his hues. Salt water slicks the black strands that fall over his forehead, droplets kissing his cheeks as he looks at Jonghyun in a lustful haze, letting rapid pants control his chest.
He makes the elder submit to him, a gameplay only he has mastered. Jonghyun sucks on the bottom lip of a glistening Kibum, hot and heavy, so hot he doesnt notice as Kibum pounces onto him, humid air caressing his raised hips. Kibum eyes up a sun-kissed and heated Jonghyun, toes sliding against his leg in a soft curve.
As their bodies press together, soaked more in sweat than from the rising tides, Kibum lowers his sight from the stares he receives, dragging his fingers onto Jonghyun's plush lips before forcing them inside.
His bitten fingers soon find themselves on Jonghyun's tanned chest, sandy and oiled, scratching their way over his nipple. Bare thighs hold him down and with a flick of Kibum's tongue to replace his wet fingertips, he clenches his eyes shut.
Iridescent waters battle inwards and Kibum grazes his lips. He likes to busy his opponent, so he reaches to the side with a swift but gentle lean.
But Jonghyun is already pulling him in by the waist, nails injecting into Kibum's back like heroin. He juts his hips closer, mouth falling open as cold metal strokes down his face.
"Don't move."
Jonghyun has no time to respond when he feels the object resting between his teeth. His lids snap wide with a taste of something dry and dirty trickling out of his stretched mouth.
Kibum shoots charcoal eyes at him as he locks the trigger. He is dead ass serious.