U Awake? Ch. 2
“So it really is true,” Kazuya thought to himself. However, he didn’t want the “fun” to end and ruin the mood, so Kame only used Jin’s comment to further fuel his desire and chase his nervousness away. When he finally reached Jin, Kame straddled his friend slowly, and sensually smiled at Jin as he looked up at the boy.
“What the fuck am I doing, what the fuck am I doing?” Kame berated in his head, contrary to his smooth appearance in front of Jin. Suddenly, Kame noticed something he realized Jin had probably been feeling this whole time as he observed the boy gulping more than necessary, his hands hesitantly reaching for Kame’s curvy waist. He heard Jin sigh with relief when his hands finally landed on Kame, and Kame only smirked more.
“Don’t tell me Jinjin’s nervous,” Kame joked.
“Shut the fuck up, Kazuya. It’s been a while since I’ve actually talked to you this close, and I’m actually about to kiss my friend…who’s a guy no less,” Jin managed to stammer as he tried to look Kame in the eyes.
“Che, so you’re nervous because you’re about to kiss a boy?” Kame asked, his voice powdered with a hint of irritation from Jin’s confession. Of course he was nervous; it’s not like Jin was known to just kiss anyone out there, much less a guy. He was straight for fuck’s sake.
“I didn’t say that, Kame. And I could care less whether or not you’re gay, but you’re my fri-“
Jin couldn’t finish what he was about to say as Kame shut his ramblings up with a small but firm kiss. It was smooth, but with ragged breaths as the two separated. Kame gave Jin another smile and said, “You talk a lot when you’re nervous Jin.”
“Shut up and just teach me, Kamenashi,” Jin replied as Kame willingly did as he was told, this time giving Jin a more defined, yet still teasingly smooth kiss. Kame was dominating the kiss, surprisingly to him, but it was only to be expected as Jin would of course back down to someone who was “supposedly experienced”. But Jin learned fast, especially with these kinds of things, and it didn’t take long until he was sucking Kame’s upper lip with minute force.
As all this was going on, Kame began to falter in his confidence. Was it supposed to feel this good? Like they had been doing this for ages? Like their lips were made to fit perfectly together? His faltered movements made Kame break the kiss for a moment and lean away from Jin, however Jin did not want to stop.
“Mm-mm, no not yet,” Jin said, his eyes still closed from the kiss, and he leaned towards Kame, who was shocked at just how much Jin was enjoying their own little session. Kame completely forgot he was still straddling Jin, and obviously the larger boy did too, locking his lips with Kame yet again, this time harder. Kame had to stand up and staggered back towards the piano as Jin continuously ravished his lips.
Kazuya could not deny how bittersweet this whole situation was when Jin sucked at his lips harder as if he hadn’t had a drink of water in years, making Kame moan at the sudden feeling of Jin’s tongue upon his lower lip, asking for entry. He didn’t know what to do, so he left his mouth open, unsure of what Jin would do next. Jin completely took the control away from Kame when he pushed Kame atop the ivory keys of the black piano, mismatching melodies ringing in the practice room.
Jin moaned as he heard the keys being pushed down by Kazuya’s butt, giving him all the more reason to heat up their kiss. His hands could not stop roaming all over Kame’s slim body, fingers clamoring and exploring every inch of exposed skin on the smaller boy. Kame tasted so good, too good, and he was glad Kame was his first. However, a thought soon came in his head as he hesitated with the kiss, Kame now again taking over, lapping at Jin’s lips and placing his hands on Jin’s neck. Kazuya was amazing at kissing; he had to wonder where exactly he learned how to do this, and who with was his first kiss?
Kazuya sensed Jin slowing down, all coherencies slowly coming back to them, so he broke the kiss, and looked wonderingly at Jin. Jin seemed to want to say something, pondering whether to say it or not out loud. Kame was suddenly scared that Jin regretted the whole thing.
“Something wrong Jin?” he urged the boy to speak.
Jin only chuckled and replied, “Nah, it’s nothing. Thanks for teaching me Kazu. Let’s do it again sometime.”
With that, Jin grabbed his things and left hurriedly out of the practice room. Kame was left alone, bewildered at the boy’s sudden decision to stop the hot session.
As Kame walked towards the school gates, his head hung low, he tried to think back on the last thirty minutes spent in the small room. What did he do? Was it his fault? Maybe Jin just had to hurry somewhere. Or maybe Jin did regret it all.
Kazuya sighed as he finally arrived home and walked into his bedroom. He flopped down on his stomach on his bed, closing his eyes and wanting sleep to lull him to nothingness. He suddenly perked up as he remembered Jin’s words before he had hurriedly left Kame.
“Let’s do it again sometime.”
“What the fuck am I doing, what the fuck am I doing?” Kame berated in his head, contrary to his smooth appearance in front of Jin. Suddenly, Kame noticed something he realized Jin had probably been feeling this whole time as he observed the boy gulping more than necessary, his hands hesitantly reaching for Kame’s curvy waist. He heard Jin sigh with relief when his hands finally landed on Kame, and Kame only smirked more.
“Don’t tell me Jinjin’s nervous,” Kame joked.
“Shut the fuck up, Kazuya. It’s been a while since I’ve actually talked to you this close, and I’m actually about to kiss my friend…who’s a guy no less,” Jin managed to stammer as he tried to look Kame in the eyes.
“Che, so you’re nervous because you’re about to kiss a boy?” Kame asked, his voice powdered with a hint of irritation from Jin’s confession. Of course he was nervous; it’s not like Jin was known to just kiss anyone out there, much less a guy. He was straight for fuck’s sake.
“I didn’t say that, Kame. And I could care less whether or not you’re gay, but you’re my fri-“
Jin couldn’t finish what he was about to say as Kame shut his ramblings up with a small but firm kiss. It was smooth, but with ragged breaths as the two separated. Kame gave Jin another smile and said, “You talk a lot when you’re nervous Jin.”
“Shut up and just teach me, Kamenashi,” Jin replied as Kame willingly did as he was told, this time giving Jin a more defined, yet still teasingly smooth kiss. Kame was dominating the kiss, surprisingly to him, but it was only to be expected as Jin would of course back down to someone who was “supposedly experienced”. But Jin learned fast, especially with these kinds of things, and it didn’t take long until he was sucking Kame’s upper lip with minute force.
As all this was going on, Kame began to falter in his confidence. Was it supposed to feel this good? Like they had been doing this for ages? Like their lips were made to fit perfectly together? His faltered movements made Kame break the kiss for a moment and lean away from Jin, however Jin did not want to stop.
“Mm-mm, no not yet,” Jin said, his eyes still closed from the kiss, and he leaned towards Kame, who was shocked at just how much Jin was enjoying their own little session. Kame completely forgot he was still straddling Jin, and obviously the larger boy did too, locking his lips with Kame yet again, this time harder. Kame had to stand up and staggered back towards the piano as Jin continuously ravished his lips.
Kazuya could not deny how bittersweet this whole situation was when Jin sucked at his lips harder as if he hadn’t had a drink of water in years, making Kame moan at the sudden feeling of Jin’s tongue upon his lower lip, asking for entry. He didn’t know what to do, so he left his mouth open, unsure of what Jin would do next. Jin completely took the control away from Kame when he pushed Kame atop the ivory keys of the black piano, mismatching melodies ringing in the practice room.
Jin moaned as he heard the keys being pushed down by Kazuya’s butt, giving him all the more reason to heat up their kiss. His hands could not stop roaming all over Kame’s slim body, fingers clamoring and exploring every inch of exposed skin on the smaller boy. Kame tasted so good, too good, and he was glad Kame was his first. However, a thought soon came in his head as he hesitated with the kiss, Kame now again taking over, lapping at Jin’s lips and placing his hands on Jin’s neck. Kazuya was amazing at kissing; he had to wonder where exactly he learned how to do this, and who with was his first kiss?
Kazuya sensed Jin slowing down, all coherencies slowly coming back to them, so he broke the kiss, and looked wonderingly at Jin. Jin seemed to want to say something, pondering whether to say it or not out loud. Kame was suddenly scared that Jin regretted the whole thing.
“Something wrong Jin?” he urged the boy to speak.
Jin only chuckled and replied, “Nah, it’s nothing. Thanks for teaching me Kazu. Let’s do it again sometime.”
With that, Jin grabbed his things and left hurriedly out of the practice room. Kame was left alone, bewildered at the boy’s sudden decision to stop the hot session.
As Kame walked towards the school gates, his head hung low, he tried to think back on the last thirty minutes spent in the small room. What did he do? Was it his fault? Maybe Jin just had to hurry somewhere. Or maybe Jin did regret it all.
Kazuya sighed as he finally arrived home and walked into his bedroom. He flopped down on his stomach on his bed, closing his eyes and wanting sleep to lull him to nothingness. He suddenly perked up as he remembered Jin’s words before he had hurriedly left Kame.
“Let’s do it again sometime.”