DJ got me falling in Love- Thirty Two
As you cuddle over the last whispered "goodnight", you can't help but feel this is what it means to be home.
You don't realize you've closed the distance until he's just inches away.
Anticipation is dancing in the silence, breaths fluttering on tiptoes, as if any harsh movements will break the mesmerizing moment. The curtains at the window aren't drawn, moonlight peeking in and illuminating both awaiting faces softly.
"What did you say?" You ask, barely a whisper.
"Huh?" Kyungsoo doesn't quite understand, too busy drowning in soft brown orbs that's yours.
"What was your answer... when I asked that question?" You repeat, hardly louder than the first.
Kyungsoo lets out a breath before he replies.
"Yes... I said yes."
With that, you pull him down by the collar and presses your lips on his.
Time slows, the only sounds audible being the rushing of blood in ears and wildly thumping hearts.
Kyungsoo takes over the reign after recovering from the initial shock, tender lips moving to goad you further along.
It's funny because even though you are the one who initiates the kiss, he's the one who steals your breath away.
Not that the male is any experienced in the art of kissing, but there's something about the way he carefully cradles you like you're some precious china that makes you buckle and wants to give in more to him.
Sheer need and liquid courage blends together to form a simultaneous tug of push and pull.
Soon, the back of your knees are knocking into the hard sofa and you stumble, Kyungsoo steadying you quickly in the midst and pinning you against the wall of the cushion.
Ardent lips find yours again and you grasp the nape of his neck blindly for some sort of purchase, but only succeeds in heightening the vertigo that's already pushing you off the edge when he licks a stripe across your bottom lip, silently requesting for access.
You can only comply, mouth parting slightly for him to slip a tongue in. He tastes a bit like you, a mixture of the Myeongsa beer and spicy kimchi, and something else hotter. Kyungsoo thinks you taste a bit like him, salty and zesty, and something else sweeter.
As hot breaths mingle and the tangling of tongues get wetter and bolder, you whimper. The sound shoots right down the pit of his stomach and Kyungsoo skims a hand across your back to pull you closer. His action makes your sweater ride up, cool air hitting exposed skin.
You shiver at the cold and he notices. Without warning, he hoists you up by the waist and you yelp, arms and legs automatically hooking around him to prevent from falling.
Before you can utter a word, he silences you with a hot kiss and you sense your world reeling again.
This is getting addicting but it's not like you mind it at all.
You feel his muscles flex as he carries you into his room, lips breaking away momentarily while he gropes for the thermostat switch.
Then you realize it. He's switching on the heater for you.
That little act of tenderness warms you up from the inside and you kiss him back more fervently.
Kyungsoo chuckles a bit into the kiss, murmuring a soft "is this better?" as you hum your confirmation.
It's then he sets you down on the bed, the smooth sheets rustling as you fall back, pulling him down with you.
The new position presses both bodies closer and Kyungsoo's breathing labor from the coiling pressure in his guts. He breaks the kiss and hovers above you, muttering uncertainly.
"D-Do you... Want to stop?"
You mirror his heavy pants, body heated and sensitive.
"I... Don't know."
The desire in his eyes are apparent though and you take the initiative once again, curling cool fingers around his neck to bring him down into a kiss.
Kyungsoo grunts shortly in response, primal instinct kicking in and he's speeding up, driven by silent concession and pure want. The kisses are getting more needy, his hand wandering over your arms and collarbone and suddenly you feel air hitting your torso again.
You gasp into his mouth as his fingers smooth over naked skin and cups a covered breast.
This is unchartered territory. Even with Jongdae, you've never gone as far, settling for chaste kisses and the occasional necking. Feeling self-conscious, you grab his wrist and Kyungsoo halts, easing back to look at you.
"Should I stop?" His voice is a little hoarse and if it isn't just the sexiest sounding. Coupled with the raw emotions in his eyes, you are simply overwhelmed.
You've known each other for less than two months.
How can something so fleeting feels so right?
You are giving away pieces of your heart right here, right now and you are scared. So scared because you know that this time, you won't be able to take it back.
But you are not in control here, not when he's looking like you're the only thing that matters in the whole world.
And it's true. The male is staring at you intensely, sanity hanging by a thread.
Kyungsoo wants you so badly, but he'll deny himself of every single thing if it makes you happy.
"Why do you like me?" Your voice carries on a whisper.
Kyungsoo wills himself to connect with the question. A valiant effort considering how all his blood are now rushing south.
"I just do." He utters.
And then as an afterthought, "Ever since I first saw you, I just do."
That's good enough for you, as you release the grip on his hand and moves to undo his shirt buttons.
Kyungsoo heaves under the touch, his desire returning in full force.
Clothes are further shed under heated kisses and you would have balked at how quickly you are giving in but just then, everything feels too good, too hot and there's only one thing on your mind- Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo.
When he enters at first, you have to stop him because it's uncomfortable and the feeling too foreign. He's about to withdraw again, fearful of hurting you, when you catch him by the arm and assures, "Just... Give me a moment."
As the pain eases and you allow him to move, Kyungsoo's gaze bores into yours.
At that instant, your heart is so, so full and you feel like sobbing.
Kyungsoo sees the glistening in your eyes and he slows down, whispering "should I stop?". You can't speak, opting to shake your head profusely and pressing a kiss against his lips. He latches onto the warmth and sucks, the action so tender and loving you have to hold back your tears once again.
Overwhelmed with so much sensations and friction all at once, Kyungsoo doesn't last very long, One, two thrusts more and he's pulling out, spilling over the bed and panting like he just finished a sprinting race.
Feeling a tad embarrassed he came so quickly, he gives you a sheepish grin.
You smile back and reaches out for him, and though neither of you said anything, the warm languid kisses and glazed stares are worth more than any spoken words.
By the time the two of you are done cleaning up, it's already past midnight.
Stating the faulty heater as excuse, Kyungsoo coaxes you into lying with him.
You oblige.
As you cuddle over the last whispered "goodnight", you can't help but feel this is what it means to be home.
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You don't realize you've closed the distance until he's just inches away.
Anticipation is dancing in the silence, breaths fluttering on tiptoes, as if any harsh movements will break the mesmerizing moment. The curtains at the window aren't drawn, moonlight peeking in and illuminating both awaiting faces softly.
"What did you say?" You ask, barely a whisper.
"Huh?" Kyungsoo doesn't quite understand, too busy drowning in soft brown orbs that's yours.
"What was your answer... when I asked that question?" You repeat, hardly louder than the first.
Kyungsoo lets out a breath before he replies.
"Yes... I said yes."
With that, you pull him down by the collar and presses your lips on his.
Time slows, the only sounds audible being the rushing of blood in ears and wildly thumping hearts.
Kyungsoo takes over the reign after recovering from the initial shock, tender lips moving to goad you further along.
It's funny because even though you are the one who initiates the kiss, he's the one who steals your breath away.
Not that the male is any experienced in the art of kissing, but there's something about the way he carefully cradles you like you're some precious china that makes you buckle and wants to give in more to him.
Sheer need and liquid courage blends together to form a simultaneous tug of push and pull.
Soon, the back of your knees are knocking into the hard sofa and you stumble, Kyungsoo steadying you quickly in the midst and pinning you against the wall of the cushion.
Ardent lips find yours again and you grasp the nape of his neck blindly for some sort of purchase, but only succeeds in heightening the vertigo that's already pushing you off the edge when he licks a stripe across your bottom lip, silently requesting for access.
You can only comply, mouth parting slightly for him to slip a tongue in. He tastes a bit like you, a mixture of the Myeongsa beer and spicy kimchi, and something else hotter. Kyungsoo thinks you taste a bit like him, salty and zesty, and something else sweeter.
As hot breaths mingle and the tangling of tongues get wetter and bolder, you whimper. The sound shoots right down the pit of his stomach and Kyungsoo skims a hand across your back to pull you closer. His action makes your sweater ride up, cool air hitting exposed skin.
You shiver at the cold and he notices. Without warning, he hoists you up by the waist and you yelp, arms and legs automatically hooking around him to prevent from falling.
Before you can utter a word, he silences you with a hot kiss and you sense your world reeling again.
This is getting addicting but it's not like you mind it at all.
You feel his muscles flex as he carries you into his room, lips breaking away momentarily while he gropes for the thermostat switch.
Then you realize it. He's switching on the heater for you.
That little act of tenderness warms you up from the inside and you kiss him back more fervently.
Kyungsoo chuckles a bit into the kiss, murmuring a soft "is this better?" as you hum your confirmation.
It's then he sets you down on the bed, the smooth sheets rustling as you fall back, pulling him down with you.
The new position presses both bodies closer and Kyungsoo's breathing labor from the coiling pressure in his guts. He breaks the kiss and hovers above you, muttering uncertainly.
"D-Do you... Want to stop?"
You mirror his heavy pants, body heated and sensitive.
"I... Don't know."
The desire in his eyes are apparent though and you take the initiative once again, curling cool fingers around his neck to bring him down into a kiss.
Kyungsoo grunts shortly in response, primal instinct kicking in and he's speeding up, driven by silent concession and pure want. The kisses are getting more needy, his hand wandering over your arms and collarbone and suddenly you feel air hitting your torso again.
You gasp into his mouth as his fingers smooth over naked skin and cups a covered breast.
This is unchartered territory. Even with Jongdae, you've never gone as far, settling for chaste kisses and the occasional necking. Feeling self-conscious, you grab his wrist and Kyungsoo halts, easing back to look at you.
"Should I stop?" His voice is a little hoarse and if it isn't just the sexiest sounding. Coupled with the raw emotions in his eyes, you are simply overwhelmed.
You've known each other for less than two months.
How can something so fleeting feels so right?
You are giving away pieces of your heart right here, right now and you are scared. So scared because you know that this time, you won't be able to take it back.
But you are not in control here, not when he's looking like you're the only thing that matters in the whole world.
And it's true. The male is staring at you intensely, sanity hanging by a thread.
Kyungsoo wants you so badly, but he'll deny himself of every single thing if it makes you happy.
"Why do you like me?" Your voice carries on a whisper.
Kyungsoo wills himself to connect with the question. A valiant effort considering how all his blood are now rushing south.
"I just do." He utters.
And then as an afterthought, "Ever since I first saw you, I just do."
That's good enough for you, as you release the grip on his hand and moves to undo his shirt buttons.
Kyungsoo heaves under the touch, his desire returning in full force.
Clothes are further shed under heated kisses and you would have balked at how quickly you are giving in but just then, everything feels too good, too hot and there's only one thing on your mind- Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo.
When he enters at first, you have to stop him because it's uncomfortable and the feeling too foreign. He's about to withdraw again, fearful of hurting you, when you catch him by the arm and assures, "Just... Give me a moment."
As the pain eases and you allow him to move, Kyungsoo's gaze bores into yours.
At that instant, your heart is so, so full and you feel like sobbing.
Kyungsoo sees the glistening in your eyes and he slows down, whispering "should I stop?". You can't speak, opting to shake your head profusely and pressing a kiss against his lips. He latches onto the warmth and sucks, the action so tender and loving you have to hold back your tears once again.
Overwhelmed with so much sensations and friction all at once, Kyungsoo doesn't last very long, One, two thrusts more and he's pulling out, spilling over the bed and panting like he just finished a sprinting race.
Feeling a tad embarrassed he came so quickly, he gives you a sheepish grin.
You smile back and reaches out for him, and though neither of you said anything, the warm languid kisses and glazed stares are worth more than any spoken words.
By the time the two of you are done cleaning up, it's already past midnight.
Stating the faulty heater as excuse, Kyungsoo coaxes you into lying with him.
You oblige.
As you cuddle over the last whispered "goodnight", you can't help but feel this is what it means to be home.
Chapter 33