Bright Darkness | Chapter Four
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Drama
Summary: Kibum’s current relationship is lacking spice. To safe his relationship, he calls his boyfriend for an intimate phone conversation, but the one at the other side isn’t his boyfriend… It’s a boy called Jonghyun.
Kibum tossed his head to the right, trying to ignore the loud sound that was trying to wake him up from his paradoxical sleeping state.
After finally opening up his eyes, staring blankly into the darkness of his room he realized it was his mobile, trying to tell him to pick him up.
Still he found it hard to process the act he had to do.
When the sound stopped, only to begin seconds later again, he understood that is was his duty to reach out, eyes closed again, and to unlock the caller screen.
‘Are you awake?’ a soft voice asked him.
‘Goddammit, Jonghyun it’s…’ he looked at his screen to discover it was ‘Fucking three am. I’m trying to sleep. Goodnight.’
‘Wait.’ He called out.
‘Spill it Kim, so I can go to sleep again.’ He said annoyed.
‘Don’t you have to call a wrong number while performing things?’ Jonghyun asked, clearly embarrassed.
‘No. You’re not calling me to jerk of at my voice right?’ he said bewildered.
‘God, I took care of that already.’
Kibum snorted. ‘Unimportant information.’ He ruffled his hair, planting his face in the pillow. Jonghyun had to be glad that he wasn’t awake.
‘Why are you calling me?’
‘Just to ask if you’re the same as me, or if I just am being some abnormal being.’ Kibum rolled his eyes, waiting for the other to talk further. ‘I’m amazed you’ve hold out for so long with your boyfriend. Two months you said? God. Four weeks and I’m dying.’
‘Are you talking about sex?’ he asked amused. ‘You’re getting frustrated?’
‘Kind of. And I was asking you if you were the same, I feel really stupid to get excited from everything and… ugh. I want to die.’
Kibum laughed. ‘I’m the same. But I can live with it. But what were you planning?’
‘I wanted some distraction. It’s like I’ve took some Viagra, It keeps bothering me. Today at school I even had to excuse myself to the bathroom. Why are some students allowed to wears such tight pants?’ he whined.
‘You don’t want to meet me if you can’t survive some skin hugging pants.’ Kibum said lazily, turning around to wrap the blanket tighter around him.
‘I don’t want an image now, please.’
‘You would get horny of me?’ he asked surprised.
‘It’s your own fault. You shouldn’t have called me telling about how you were jerking off and stretching and… oh no. Jonghyun shut up.’ He told himself firm.
Kibum started to blush about the thoughts. ‘I tried to forget that.’
‘Really?’ Jonghyun asked surprised. ‘It was really hot. I don’t think I’ll ever forget.’ The boy was smirking. Kibum knew it for sure. ‘But I was actually calling for… No. I just promised myself I won’t tell it, why am I starting about it?’
‘Jonghyun. Are you on drugs?’ Kibum chuckled.
‘No.’
‘Just spill it.’
He heard some rumbles. ‘If you think I’m crazy, which I am, just see this phone call as never happened.’
‘God. Now I’m curious. Tell me.’
‘Now. You see. We’re both single now. And like you once said to me, boys need sex. We survive on it.’
Kibums’ eyes were now opened, muscles tensed. He wasn’t really going to ask… no. He couldn’t.
‘And I would lie if I said that I wasn’t really attracted… to your voice, or personality. I don’t know. We’ve never met so hell I don’t know how I can
feel so attracted to you. And I thought that it would be a great solution to pass time, just to try of course, that we… uh…’
Kibum never dared to guess that Jonghyun would actually suggest this. But he didn’t actually say it so it wasn’t …
‘To hook up.’ Jonghyun sounded terrified.
‘What?’ Kibum asked slowly, letting the words sink in.
‘It was a bad idea. Sorry. I’m going to sleep, good-’
‘Why me?’ Kibum asked with a small voice.
‘Like I said. I feel attracted to you. I guess I would like it more with someone I like than some random dude I found on the street. And… Eh. You’ve told me about your poor sex life. I guess I mean that I can offer you a lot.’
‘Don’t think too highly of yourself.’ Kibum snorted.
‘I never heard anyone complaining.’
Kibum rolled himself on his back, looking at this ceiling that was invisible in the dark.
Did he want this? Did he want to meet Jonghyun and have a steamed night with him? If Kibum’s image of him was one percent alike, he would. But even if he was ugly it wouldn’t be that bad. Kibum really liked Jonghyun, but he never thought about him in a sexual way. And didn’t Kibum decide he wouldn’t change for anyone? That he would take control over his own life again. Living some adventurous life like he wanted to, not being the guy next door.
‘You’re quiet. Is that a good or bad sign?’ Jonghyun asked uncertain.
‘It’s just that I’ve never thought about it. Not only about that, but about meeting you. Like for real.’ He thought out loud. ‘I love this weird relation we share. It feels like I can trust you without knowing who you are. And I guess I’m afraid that it will change. That we become just friends, limited by knowing each other for real.’ He muttered.
‘I would never want us to destroy what we have.’ Jonghyun said, like he was only thinking about it now. ‘If you think this will change anything we won’t do it. But if we do, we can separate both things right? On the phone like this. And IF we enjoyed the first time, meeting for our frustration, experimenting.’
‘I like an adventure.’ Kibum confessed with a sigh. ‘And I guess I’m in a need for change. It would be very exciting don’t you think.’ He bite his lip, chewing in the lower one.
‘I will only do things you’ll like.’ Jonghyun said, trying to convince Kibum for real.
‘And if it’s not like we expected, we could go back to normal? Like it never happened?’
Jonghyun made an approving sound. ‘So…?’
‘I’m in. I guess.’ Kibum laughed a bit, letting his lip escape from the painful pressure.
‘It will be fun.’ Jonghyun promised.
Both stayed quiet. The only thing that they heard was the air-conditioning in their own homes. In that moment Kibum started to understand what he had agreed to. He would see Jonghyun, but was also going to touch him, to let him explore places that only a few had before.
‘Jonghyun?’ His breath became heavier.
‘Yeah?’ Kibum wasn’t the only one with the breath problem.
Both of them laughed, comfortable with the knowing that they both felt the same. That they both were nervous like hell.
‘It feels like I’m expecting my first time again.’ Kibum laughed breathy.
‘Only this time we have more experience.’ Jonghyun said in the same tone as Kibum had. ‘When was your first time?’ he sounded really interested.
‘When I was seventeen. It was really awkward.’ He chuckled. ‘And it really hurt. We were kind of unexperienced. Didn’t even know about the prep thing.’
Jonghyun laughed.
‘He just wanted to push it in? I really pity you.’ He didn’t sound like it at all.
‘And yours?’
‘Sixteen. It was with a girl who had a huge crush on me. I didn’t want to come out at that time so I just went with it. Kind of smooth actually, but I didn’t really touch her much. My first time with a boy was four months after that. That was a lot better. Still awkward though.’
‘Did you top?’
‘Of course I topped. Proud virgin from the backside.’ He laughed.
‘You should try bottoming, it isn’t that bad.’
‘Maybe, I will leave it to you when we enjoy our time together.’ He said with a hushed voice.
Kibums’ face was burning. He had complained with Siwon for always bottoming, but that was a statement. He really didn’t saw himself doing it. And the idea of taking Jonghyun virginity there was, was just weird.
‘Maybe.’ Kibum knew to get out of his throat.
‘When do you want to meet?’ Jonghyun asked suddenly after a short silence.
‘I don’t know what you had in mind?’ Kibum found it almost impossible to breath, was it always so hot in his room?
‘This week?’
It was Wednesday, which meant within four days.
‘Sure.’ He swallowed thickly. It was really going to happen?
‘What about Friday, after our classes?’ Kibum hummed in approval. ‘Your or mine place?’ was his next question.
‘I live in a dorm. I can even hear my neighbors’ television.’
‘My place it is.’ He said soft, clearly happy that it was going to happen. ‘Do you know that cute coffee place in the center of Seoul? With the blue name written on the windows? It’s packed between a mc Donald’s and Starbucks.’ Kibum hummed. ‘Let’s meet there, around seven?’
‘Okay.’
Where was he getting himself into?
***
Kibum had never thought that two days could be so long. He barely slept, only getting impropriate images flashing through his head when he closed his eyes. There wasn’t only the pressure of having sex with the stranger, he also was going to meet the stranger. The boy, Jonghyun, where he was having conversations with for the past three months. The boy that made him laugh, but also was able to let him cry through the beautiful music he produced. The boy he never dared to meet.
Because he was just too perfect.
Kibum was afraid that Jonghyun wasn’t real; that every word they shared was fake.
Or that Jonghyun was tóó perfect. That he was turned off the second he saw Kibum, leaving him alone in the café. Never picking up the phone anymore. Making a fool of Kibum.
But still, Kibum was walking over the sidewalks of Seoul.
Walking past hundreds of persons, every male could be a potential Jonghyun. It made him realize how big this city was, filled of persons that would never know the other. Kibum felt like he could have a mental breakdown every second. He never was so anxious before.
He really was going to meet Jonghyun.
When he walked past the Starbucks, he slowed his pace. Trying to look through the windows of the coffee shop beside it. It wasn’t really busy, but there were people. But almost every person was the half of a couple. He probably wasn’t there yet.
He opened the door of the café, walking confident towards the smiling woman behind the counter. If Jonghyun was already here, he wasn’t going to see any uncertainness on his face. He would be the diva that he was known for on school.
Or shouldn’t he? He said he would never change. Was this changing then? Trying to be one of his personalities? Kibum was going crazy.
Kibum ordered, once again, a coffee latté.
The girls look stayed lingering a bit longer that should be normal on Kibum’s face when she handed him his order.
A little awkward he bowed, breaking the eye contact to look for a place. He took one at the window, back turned towards the entrance. If Kibum was right, he had to see him before he walked into the café, knowing at which part of town he always shopped.
Kibum took a sip of his coffee.
God, this was frustrating. Would Jonghyun feel the same?
Kibum waited two minutes before he took his phone out of his pocket. He didn’t want to admit that he was shaking when he tried to type a message to Jonghyun, to inform him that he was already there. He typed the message only to keep him from a mental breakdown, he had to do something.
When he sent the text message he heard almost instantly a beeping tone not far behind him.
It couldn’t-
‘Kim Kibum?’ a voice asked hopeful.
Kibum almost dropped his drink, wanting to turn around.
‘Don’t turn around yet.’ The other said with a voice full of excitement.
A pointing finger on his cheek pushed his head back to face the tables before him.
‘I have a proposal.’
To hear his voice for the first time in real was so different than through a microphone. The mobile never could process the little amazing things that he heard now. A breath, the emotion that Kibum could feel even without seeing him, and the realness. Jonghyun was real.
‘It’s actually an idea. Only if you’re into it.’ He heard a chair being pulled out and set in place behind Kibum. Not too close so that others would find it strange. Kibum found it hard to say something, not sure if he was even supposed to talk. ‘You said you’d like adventure. And that you were afraid everything would be different, what if we didn’t change it so much?’ The boy sounded really positive about his idea.
‘I guess that’s too late now, right?’ Kibum laughed, wanting to turn his head, but was stopped by a hand on his cheek, turning him once again straight forward.
The touch felt so soft, not forcing him to turn back. But it was an option, like he asked ‘Would you be nice enough to just let me talk?’
‘I don’t think so.’ He heard Jonghyun swift back in to his former position. ‘What if you couldn’t see me? What if it was just like through phone, but with touch?’
‘I don’t understand you.’ Kibum asked confused.
He had expected everything of their first meeting, but not this.
‘A Blindfold.’ He just said. ‘You won’t see me. You will just listen and feel… I have the feeling this sounded much better in my head. But you see, we both are looking for trust and- ’
‘I’m not really into kink and fetish I guess.’ Kibum spoke doubtful. He really didn’t saw how this could be working.
‘I won’t restrain you in any other way. And it’s your choice; you can take it off at any given moment. I just thought that it would be fun, I want to give you the best experience I could offer. But if you don’t want it; I’m sitting here, turn around.’ He said.
‘God, it sounds so bad.’ He let his head rest on his hand, and started fiddling with his straw with the other. ‘But it sounds a little alluring. If I wanted adventure indeed, this would be very adventurous, wouldn’t it?’ he spoke softly, hands shaking.
‘The only thing is, do you trust me enough? I understand when you don’t. I’m not sure if I would say yes immediately when you wanted to do this with me.’ Jonghyun said honest. ‘And I don’t think I wanted to miss your shocked expression when I called your name.’ he chuckled.
‘Yah!’ Kibum almost turned around automatically, but managed to sit still. ‘I wasn’t shocked.’
Jonghyun snorted. ‘If you believe that yourself.’
Kibum rolled his eyes, supporting more weight on his hand. ‘I’ll trust you. But if you dare to take advantage of me I’ll kill you and feed the little pieces of your body to my ex’s dogs.’
Jonghyun laughed. ‘Knowing this, I wouldn’t even dare to do something bad to you.’
Kibum chuckled nervously with him.
‘God!’ he screamed when he felt two hands on his shoulders. If Jonghyun didn’t hold him with enough force he would’ve fallen onto the ground.
‘Let’s go. I’ll lead you.’
Unsure Kibum stood up, feeling a push at his right shoulder that he should turn.
‘You’re just like a little kid.’ Kibum laughed when Jonghyun stayed behind him, making sure that he would never be seen.
‘You know that parking place a few blocks further?’ he asked him when they left the little café. After Kibum nodded he told him to walk there.
‘We don’t want you to see me in some reflection of the glass right?’ he joked. He told him the car he had to look for, the one parked at the second row.
‘It feels really weird.’ Kibum complained when the elder encouraged him to walk.
‘I know. But it’s also very exciting.’
Kibum started to walk before their conversation on the streets could get any worse.
Kibum sighed deep when he turned the first corner, not looking back to see if he was following him. What was he doing? Wasn’t this a little too daring for him? Maybe Jonghyun was some murderer. But Kibum couldn’t really get the killer picture blending with Jonghyun. And after all, Kibum was the one who started this connection between them. Jonghyun never asked for a Kim Kibum in his life. Jonghyun was just some boy with a sexual fantasy, and Kibum could use the change in his life after weeks crying over another guy. And Jonghyun sounded so good, too good.
When he arrived at the parking spaces, seeing the car he should look for, he got excited of the idea that anything could happen from now on. Kibum would give his control away to someone for real, for the first time in his life.
‘Boo!’ Kibum’s hand shot out towards the car, trying to support himself from the shock.
‘Jonghyun, please. I’m a walking wreck.’ He said when his breath came back, even paler than before. His whole diva personally was ruined.
‘Sorry.’ He laughed. ‘I can’t see much of your face, but it’s so funny.’ He said, like it was nothing.
‘Sorry for my funny looking face.’ He sighed unpleased, fixing his blond hair back into place.
‘Don’t be.’ Two hands were placed in his neck, kindly massaging the tensed muscles. ‘It’s quite beautiful actually.’ Kibum shuddered at the feeling of breath on his naked skin.
When the warm hands let go of him, Kibum instantly missed the touch.
‘Don’t be scared.’ He spoke softly when Kibum saw two hands appearing at both sides of his face, holding a black piece of fabric that connected them. Kibum couldn’t even register that this was the first time he saw, a piece, of Jonghyun. Seeing the blindfold come closer made him wanted to take a step back, afraid that this wasn’t a good idea. That it was too dared. Taking another step back, and he felt Jonghyun, his back pressed against his chest. ‘Don’t you want it?’ he asked, not judging him.
‘I think I’m just a bit afraid.’ His heart pounded in his chest, almost giving him no possibility to breathe.
‘Don’t be.’ Jonghyun shushed. Brining the black fabric closer to his eyes, until it touched his skin, taking his sight.
Total darkness.
He felt Jonghyun pulling at the blindfold to knot the two pieces till one.
‘Isn’t that bad right?’ he asked. Leaving his backside alone, only to stand before him to check if he was really blinded.
Kibum moved away when he felt two fingers pulling at the underside to readjust it a little.
‘Sorry.’ Jonghyun said.
Kibum heard the car unlocking, and the opening of a door.
‘I’ll help you.’ Jonghyun offered, pulling at his arm to come closer to the car. ‘Bend down a little.'
Kibum never felt more awkward in his life before. Climbing into a car was damned difficult when you couldn’t see a thing.
When he finally sat, the door was being closed for him. The mere seconds he was alone in the car made him realize how stupid this was. And how embarrassing it was when people walked by.
Kibum couldn’t think further when he heard the door beside him close.
‘I look stupid.’ Kibum stated when the engine started.
‘Not at all.’ Jonghyun tried to comfort him.
‘Don’t lie.’ He heard Jonghyun sigh.
‘Only a bit. But I could’ve bought some eye mask with a funny face on it.’ Jonghyun laughed. ‘But I guessed that would be a big turn off.’
Kibum rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms over his chest. ‘This whole thing is uncomfortable.’ He sighed annoyed.
‘You can take it off you know.’ Jonghyun stated.
‘No. It feels like a game, and I’ve lost when I see you. I don’t start games where I know I’m going to lose.’ He only heard him chuckle.
‘Then don’t complain. Just tell me about your day or something.’
So Kibum started to tell him about the different classes he had, what he liked about the new teacher and what he hated about the old grumpy one that didn’t even know what fashion meant.
Then Jonghyun started to talk about a new composition he was writing, even singing a little piece of it. - Kibum didn’t ignore the pad he received on this knee, where some drum solo should take place.-
‘We’re here.’ He said when the car stopped making noises and stood still.
‘I don’t really want to walk across the street with a blindfold.’ Kibum said unsure when Jonghyun opened the door for him.
‘You’ve just had an eyesight correction.’ Jonghyun said while taking his hand in his to help him out of the car.
Jonghyun held him at his hip, pulling him with him while walking to somewhere unknown for Kibum.
Jonghyun led him, giving short words when he had to look out for something, sometimes even stumble over a little hole in the floor or he missed a step. Kibum was terrified to fall.
‘This is me.’ He said after releasing his grip around Kibum to open his door with the number combination.
Excited, Jonghyun pulled him in, not even letting him take of his shoes.
‘Just sit down.’ He said when he leaded Kibum to someplace to sit on. When Kibum bended his knees, and let his hands wander over the softness under him, he realized he was sitting on his bed.
‘Have you eaten already?’ he asked Kibum, voice turning a bit awkward.
‘No. But I don’t think I’m able to eat like this. And I don’t really crave for something.’ He said, face facing his knees.
His place smelled so homelike. Kibum never thought about how his home would smell, but he guessed it was not like this.
‘I’ve never done this kind of thing.’ Jonghyun admitted. ‘I don’t really know what I should do now.’ He chuckled nervous. ‘Instantly ravishing you didn’t seem a good idea.’
Kibum patted beside him. ‘I want to know how you look’ he said softly, shifting a bit so he faced him more.
‘How?’ he asked when he sat down beside Kibum.
Kibum didn’t gave him a real answer, only tilled his arms up, trying to find his face.
‘A meter to your left.’ He laughed, grabbing his hands out of the air, laying them on his cheeks.
Kibum held his breath. His skin felt so hot. He let his thumbs run over his cheekbones, higher to his eyes, forehead, and then lower, over his ears
to his jaw, lastly letting his thumbs run over his lips. God, they were so soft.
He felt Jonghyun planting a kiss on the thumb that discovered his upper lip. Kibum laughed nervously before letting his hands travel to his hair. The sides were really short, but as he let his fingers feel the hair more at the top, he could even fist them. Kibum laughed, knowing he had this kind of haircut sometime ago.
‘I guess you’re beautiful.’ He joked. Letting his hands fall on his own lap.
‘I am beautiful.’ He laughed.
He felt Jonghyun stand up from the bed. He left Kibum looking around him, searching for some sound that would let him know where he was.
His muscles tensed when he felt a pair of hands at his feet, pulling at the perfect bow of shoelaces. Jonghyun pulled at his shoe to take it off, doing the same with the other one.
‘They’re really awesome.’ Kibum knew he wasn’t talking about his feet, but at his platform converses.
‘Everything I buy is awesome.’ Kibum just shrugged.
Kibum felt how he hooked a finger behind his sock, pulling it from his foot, only to end with a little kiss on his ankle.
So it was going to happen.
When he had done the same with the other sock, leaving another kiss, he stood up to sit down beside Kibum again.
Kibum shuddered at the warm hand on his neck, sending shivers over his entire skin. Kibum felt the hot breath of the other ghosting over his lips, like he was waiting for approval.
He nodded, letting the other know that he was allowed to kiss him.
Kibum got problems with breathing when a pair of lips covered his.
He was kissing with Jonghyun, a boy he’d never seen. It felt all so ridiculous, but he couldn’t do more than kiss back, while throwing his arms over the others neck, pulling him closer.
The singer moved slowly against his lips, trying to let him feel everything from the soft texture of his lips till the fingertips that ghosted over his neck. He wanted to let him feel his arm brushing Jonghyun’s skin, to let him feel the nose that bumped against his when he tried to give better access. Just everything.
Kibum felt a wet tongue asking for permission, that he gave by letting him meet his own tongue. Kibum fisted his hand in the long haired section of Jonghyun’s hair, hearing a gasp when he slightly pulled at it.
Dear lord, this was the best kiss Kibum had ever had with someone.
He let him explore his mouth, let him do anything that he wanted.
One hand left his neck and traveled to his shoulder, pushing softly and breaking the kiss. When Kibum lied down, he pulled him in again. He was getting so eager. He didn’t want to admit that he had thought about this for the past days, getting so aroused that he was going to do it with Jonghyun.
‘Ah…’ Kibum broke the kiss, head craving into the mattress under him when he felt two hands disappearing under his shirt. The hands followed
the curve of his hips, making its way to his chest. Kibum pulled the boy in for another kiss, trying to cover his moan when Jonghyun pinched his nipple.
Jonghyun helped him out of his shirt. Kibum felt his skin being covered with goose bumps, sheets tickling his body when the piece of fabric left his body.
Kibum wanted to pull his arms back, but Jonghyun held them, letting his fingers being entwined with the younger’s slender ones. He heard Jonghyun letting out a breath, a laugh clearly hearable.
Kibum felt a peck of his lips for less than a second, waiting for another one that never came.
‘Wh- Ah!’ Kibum wanted to ask why he stopped, why he only felt his sweaty hands in his. But Jonghyun climbed on him, sitting on his belly, and letting his ass slowly travel lower, until he sat on his groin.
He started to grind their lower areas together, slowly to let the feeling sink in for both.
Kibum didn’t want anything more than let the clothes between their half hard erected members to disappear. He heard Jonghyun moan with a deep breath, and stopped for a single second.
Jonghyun let go of Kibum’s hands, letting his fingers travel down to his wrists, to the inside of his elbows and ending at his shoulders. Kibum felt the weight of Jonghyun on his chest when he dropped his arm, supporting himself on the elbows beside Kibum’s head. His hands lazily playing with his hair.
Jonghyun dropped his head to Kibums’ ear. ‘You don’t know how much I missed this.’ He said when he started to move his hips again, meeting
Kibum in the middle.
Kibum hide his mouth in the shoulder he felt above in, trying to hold in any sound of pleasure.
‘You’re- ah- so quiet.’ He moaned in his ear.
‘He didn’t liked- Damned…- me making any sounds.’ Kibum told the elder who was nibbling at his earlobe. Kibum found it strangely arousing to hear the little sounds it produced.
‘What an ass. You sound beautiful.’ Lips connected to his neck. ‘Be as loud as you want to be tonight.’ He told him with a husky voice.
‘It’s embarrassing.’
‘Aren’t first times always like that?’ Jonghyun answered.
Kibum wiggled his arms under the ones of Jonghyun, resting them at his hips, searching for the hem of his shirt. Kibum felt how thin the fabric was, and light as a feather when he pulled it up. He only now realized that he was wearing a tank top, feeling the already naked shoulders when he tried to pull it over his head. Sweet heaven, his shoulders.
‘Help me.’ Kibum whined when he had the feeling he was choking the man with his own shirt.
Jonghyun laughed, sitting up to pull the last bit over his arms.
Kibum hissed when he felt the naked skin on his, their nipples meeting when they moved.
‘God!’
Kibum grabbed his upper arm, trying to lift himself up for a kiss, but he forget the kiss at once when he felt the firm muscles under his hands. He had never lied about his body.
He heard Jonghyun chuckling. He sat up, taking both of his hands in his to guide to his tummy. Kibum thought he never felt something more attracting. He could almost count the little squares under his fingers.
He dropped down again, kissing the skin of his collarbone, sucking so hard that Kibum was sure there would be a mark to remind him the next day.
‘Are you going to trust me?’ he asked, leaving a wet trail of kisses to his pink bump, giving a fast suck.
Kibum couldn’t do anything more than nodding while letting out a whimper.
‘What?’ he asked teasingly, giving another suck what resulted in a shock going right to his erection.
‘Yes! God, yes!’ he whimpered while Jonghyun dropped lower, planting a kiss on every square centimeter he passed.
Jonghyun started to pull at his pants after unbuttoning it. Kibum helped him by lifting his butt a little, feeling his thighs being released from the firm fabric. Jonghyun made quick work of his boxer briefs, removing them within a second from his body, leaving him completely naked.
Even though he trusted Jonghyun -he hadn’t proven that he wasn’t trustable at least. - he still felt a wave of discomfort. Being blinded, not knowing where the other was at this moment, made him feel vulnerable. And if Kibum didn’t like a specific emotion, it was being vulnerable. Like the person he had built for years would be nothing at this moment.
When he felt Jonghyun again, it was on his thigh, hand under the bending of his knee, kissing the soft skin. Kibums’ hands found a way into the sheets, chest raising and falling faster than ever before.
He was never touched like this before, never. Not even in the relationship with Siwon that took two years of his life.
Then he did something he hadn’t expected. The trail kisses went down, kissing the skin of his groin and eventually ended at his stiff cock.
‘I really feel sorry for you that you never had to experience this before.’ He said when he stopped kissing him for a second. ‘I hope I’m not too
bad.’
Kibum wanted to look, he wanted nothing more than to know what was happening. To know how erotically this had to look. Kibum sat a bit up, resting on his elbows, forgetting for a moment that he couldn’t see what was happening.
Kibum lost the strength in his body when he felt a new kind of pleasure, one caused by a tongue running from the bottom to the tip of his throbbing cock.
‘That was fun.’ He heard him chuckle, patting his leg.
‘Then continue.’ Kibum said, already out of breath.
Kibum expected an answer, not a suck on the head.
It was such a weird feeling, regretting that he only discovered this part now. Regretting that he spent so much of his life to someone that couldn’t make him happy. Even Jonghyun made him feel better than Siwon had ever done.
Kibum held his breath when a wet hotness covered his now painful erection.
Kibum closed his eyes in ecstasy, trembling under the spell of the other.
This felt too good.
Kibum couldn’t hold his body still, wanting more than the gentle sucks the other gave him while his tongue kept swirling over the sensitive skin. But he knew how painful it could be for the other if he let his hips do what he wanted.
When Jonghyun took him in all the way he couldn’t help that his hips raised from the bed, suffocating the other even more.
But the other let him. He never restrained him from the pleasure he was feeling.
So Kibum could only thank him by what he knew that felt good.
His cramped fingers let go of the sheets under him, reaching for the elder’s hair to lock them there.
He received the most beautiful moan from him, the vibration of his voice doing weird things to his body.
He felt in the pit of his stomach that he was close.
Desperate.
He tried to form words that would let the other know that he was so close. But the eager sucking made it impossible for him to form decent words.
But Kibum guessed Jonghyun already knew he was close by how his legs tensed and the almost impossible pace of his breath.
When Kibum came with his mouth open, not able to produce any sound anymore, he felt the other swallowing. Swallowing every drop of Kibum’s white liquid.
‘God. You should see yourself.’ Said the husky voice of Jonghyun. He didn’t cover the fact that he was needy. He let Kibum know with his voice how much he wanted him.
And it felt great.
Amazing.
Just the feeling of someone that longed for him was enough to sit up and pull the other down by his neck to taste his own unique flavor.
It was enough for not being ashamed of what he was doing anymore. To enjoy the feeling of being blinded. To let this stranger do everything with him. Things that he never had experienced before.
Kibum didn’t care anymore.
Kibum knew that the kisses he was forcing were messy ones, and he was glad that he couldn’t see the result of so much tongue and teeth involved just after a blowjob.
On the other side; he was dying to see it.
To see the mess that was caused by both.
To see what Jonghyun looked like.
To see what he was doing.
Kibum used so much force in his kisses that the elder had to lean back by the pressure, causing to let them both fall what made Kibum on top now.
Kibum was never so eager to taste, to feel, to experience.
Kibum had the face of the other cupped in his hands. Every time hoping that he aimed for the others soft and willing lips. - Not that it did cared when he missed- Two hands stoke the pale skin of his back. Trailing up and down and causing a shivering boy under his hands.
Kibum moaned softly when one of those hands fisted in his hair, pulling his head backwards which gave access to the tongue that now trailed over the almost non-visible adam apple. Tooth that scraped over the thin skin, leaving a trail that ended at his collarbone. Kibum felt the ivory dig into the skin, almost beastlike.
Kibum let out a soft whimper.
The wet muscle lapped the abused skin to numb the pain. His hand had never let the hair escape, even pulling it in a tighter embrace to create more beautiful noises from the others throat.
Kibum didn’t mind the force, even giving in by letting his arms rest over the others shoulder, crossing over his back to let one of his hands travel to his hair also. Giving it kind strokes to let him know that he shouldn’t stop.
If he only dared to stop.
While Jonghyun was still working on the skin of his clearly tempting collarbones, sometimes going lower and giving attention to the little pink
bumps on his chest, Kibum let go of the soft hair to explore the hot skin under him. He trailed over his back feeling the damp layer of sweat that covered his body until he reached the band of the boxer briefs, pulling and pushing to get it off. When Kibum understood that is wasn’t going to happen with one hand he let the other travel down also. Jonghyun noticed what he was doing so he let go of the others hair only to push him over again so Kibum could pull the piece of underwear down without trouble when Jonghyun hovered over the lying boy, planting kisses at his ear.
Kibums’ hands left the soft flesh of his ass, letting the skin lead the boy to what he wanted. Kibum felt the other quaver when Kibum let the tips of his fingers move over the now probably painful throbbing arousal.
Kibum smiled at the desperate breath he received in his ear.
He knew that his hand moved painfully slow, so slow that the other bucked into the touch to feel more, to make it faster.
Kibum shot out a high pitched tone when his hand got pulled away from the heat, getting positioned beside his head.
The tight clutch of fingers around his wrist let go, hand caressing the arm, torso, disappearing behind the others back to stop at his buttocks, pulling him up to let the now both naked sensitive areas meet.
Both of the boys grasped each other desperately, hands landing at the most close by patch of skin that it could meet. They ended up in nothing more than a bundle of messed up human. Both holding each other, like they were afraid of the next wave of pleasure that awaited them when one of them would move.
He heard Jonghyun let out a fast chuckle.
God how could he laugh in a position like this?
Kibum was dying of excitement and arousal.
‘We aren’t desperate or anything.’ He laughed sarcastically.
‘Not at all.’ Kibum said as sarcastically as the elder, finding a laugh coming out of himself.
Jonghyun pulled Kibum in once again after connecting their mouths, which resulted in broken moans in each other’s mouths.
After two more of those meetings, Kibum couldn’t hold it in anymore. He wanted to release so badly.
‘Fu-… Ah!’ A third time. His head fell back on the cushion beneath him.
‘Fuck me.’ Kibum managed to say. The sound almost desperate.
Jonghyun let go of Kibum, but still hovered above him. Kibum could sense it.
‘What?’ he asked. His voice was shaking as much as his body. Feeling so cold at the loss of the others warmth.
‘You’re beautiful.’ The elder just stated.
Kibum would’ve thought that he was lying. But the sound, Jonghyun sounded clearly amazed, almost grateful.
Kibum knew he wasn’t lying.
And that made him feel uncomfortable.
He never thought he was beautiful. He was pretty, well dressed. But beautiful was such a big word to say. And it wasn’t told to him often. Maybe his grandmother being the only exception. -But he really didn’t want to think about the elder woman that represented so much of him in this situation.-
But here there was a boy, a man, hovering over him and saying he was beautiful.
Kibum thanked him inside his head. To let him experience this. To feel special, really special, after such a long time.
Kibum snapped back from his thoughts when he heard a bottle being uncapped.
Jonghyun was already back between his legs, spreading them a little further apart to lean between them, catching Kibum’s abused lips.
Kibum bite on the others lip, softly whimpering when he felt a well-known cold at his entrance.
He welcomed the feeling of being stretched a little, the cold letting him tremble through his spine.
‘That time on the phone…’ Jonghyun started when he tore his mouth away from the others ‘You weren’t lying.’ He almost stated in a moan when
Kibum started to nibble at his earlobe. ‘You’re so tight.’
‘I would never lie.’ Kibum smiled against the others neck. Knowing that he meant so much more with those words.
Jonghyun and he were nothing more than friends with benefits.
But he wouldn’t lie.
He wouldn’t leave with somebody without his knowing.
He would be honest every minute he spent with the elder.
He would be hundred percent Kibum.
‘Me neither.’ Kibum knew Jonghyun meant the same.
The blond gasped when a second finger entered, stretching him more.
The moving fingers got a bit uncomfortable, so he pulled Jonghyun in again, trying to get distracted by the soft lips on his.
It was a hundred and eighteen degree turn from only minutes ago.
Then everything was desperate, wanting to touch every inch of the others heated skin. But now Kibum and Jonghyun were lazily sucking each other’s lips. Both trying to get this part more comfortable for the other.
‘Ah!’
Kibums’ body jumped from the mattress at the feeling of the fingers brushing something deep inside. Something that made Kibum feel so good.
‘Found it.’ He heard the other chuckle.
‘Don’t sound so proud while your fingers are still in my ass.’ He grunted when the tips of the fingers stroked the same spot again.
‘So I got permission to get them out?’ the other chuckled.
Kibum couldn’t care that this conversation turned so awkward so quickly.
‘Yes, god, why do you talk so much?’ Kibum complained when the digits slit out of him. Letting him crave for something so much more satisfying.
Kibum let the boy kiss his jaw, finding its way up to his ear where a hot breath stopped.
Kibum felt a hand caressing the inside of his thigh, going up and down from his knee to his groin. After a few times of repeating the comforting gesture he pulled the leg up, leading it over the muscular body to rest on his back.
The other hand trailed from Kibums’ neck to his private era to leave the others body completely.
Kibum bite his lower lip, he knew what was coming in mere seconds. But he felt so anxious, like it was his first time again. But it wasn’t, and Kibum knew how good it would be. But still he trembled. Even the hot summer air felt cold against his exposed body. Completely in the others control.
And then he felt it.
He felt how he was slowly being filled. He felt how the hand found his hip again, pressing the fingers in the skin, sure that he was leaving marks now. He heard the low, almost animal like, grunt from the person that was so close by his head. He also felt how his own body tensed, trying to get away from the intruder on his own accord. How his heel pressed in the hard skin of the others back. And he felt like being torn open.
He had never felt better.
He let out a whimper when the elder rested his weight on Kibum when he was fully seated. Both trying to catch their breath.
‘Fuck.’ Kibum hissed when the boy tightened the grip on his leg so it wouldn’t fall, other hand brushing some hair from his forehead, and gave a first experimental thrust.
Kibum needed the other to move, to speed this up so he could leave the pain he was feeling behind.
Like he had heard him, Jonghyun started again.
Slow thrusts, moans from the elder, and whimpers of pain from the blond. That was how it went for the first seconds, minutes, until Jonghyun had found his spot again to leave the other in total ecstasy. Making him raise his other leg too to pull the other closer, to make him do the movement again to let him feel the pure pleasure again.
Kibum felt a pair of warm hands on his shoulder, pulling him up a little so he could wrap his arms around the thin frame of the boy. Kibum doing the same with the others neck.
They were so close now, no skin untouched.
Kibum hid his face in the crook of the others neck, moaning when he met the other in the middle of his thrust, creating a strangely arousing sound of flesh clashing together.
‘Agh!’ Kibum shouted when his sweet spot got abused time after time. ‘So…so good.’ Kibum muttered to himself. . The only thing that made him sure that he was still on earth was the feeling of the lips that covered his.
Kibum got devoured by the feelings.
The raw fingertips that ghosted over his back.
The wet kisses.
And the mind blinding pleasure.
Kibum got a tighter hold of the elder, feeling that both got closer and closer to their release that they wanted so badly.
At one steady, aimed, thrust Kibum felt his body tensing. His mouth opening to crave for the oxygen that surrounded them, but wasn’t able to obtain.
Tears of pure delight fell out of his eyes, feeling how the blindfold worked as a sponge causing that the other would never see them.
Kibum felt the hot liquid landing on his abdomen.
His skin felt hot, sensitive to every single tough.
To every single thrust the other was giving him to reach his own peace of Eden.
To every wrinkle of sheets under him.
To every single breath that the other caused at his ear.
When he heard a loud moan, feeling the other freezing above him like he had done just mere seconds ago, he knew the other was finished too.
Kibum let out a little puff of air when the others weight landed upon him. Kibum felt the other go limp inside him while he was trying to get back
on his arms to let the younger breath again.
Without further movements a pair of plush lips landed on his, kissing him with so much tenderness that it was almost scary after the happenings from before.
They stayed like that for a little while. Both still sensitive what made the kiss so much deeper. Letting fingertips ghosting over the others hips while Kibum moved his over the others spine, creating soft moans.
When Jonghyun regained his sense of being as first, he climbed of the other while making sure he wasn’t hurting him when sliding his now limp cock out of the other.
Kibum couldn’t do more than just lay there.
Exposed.
Still blind.
He heard some noises, and not long after that a raw piece of paper on his stomach, cleaning the mess they had made.
Kibum wore a lazy smile, still enjoying the one of the best orgasms he had ever experienced.
He felt a hand on his arm, pulling him on his side until he met the broad chest of the others. A strong arm rested over his hip to pull the thin cover over them.
‘How do you feel?’ Jonghyun’s soft and tired voice asked.
‘Perfect.’ Was the only word that he could describe the feeling that he felt in his heart.
It was times ago that he felt this satisfied over something.
That he felt so good.
‘And you?’ his own husky voice asked.
‘More than perfect.’ The other spoke in his hair, giving it an itching feeling when the breath moved some little hair strains.
‘Good.’ Kibum sighed satisfied.
Kibum enjoyed the warm feeling that the other body gave him, resting his head on the others arm and his nose hiding against his shoulder.
‘We can do this more often.’ Jonghyun suggested.
‘Sounds good to me.’ Kibum implied with a voice that got sleepier with every second. ‘What are the conditions?’ he yawned.
‘Should there be?’ Jonghyun asked. Kibum felt the hand that was drawing abstract figures on his back stopping. ‘You aren’t allowed to see me.’
Jonghyun stated softly. ‘And when one of us falls in love with someone we stop. No strings attached.’
Kibum nodded. Not capable of saying much more.
‘And lastly; we don’t stop calling each other. I want to remain our friendship.’
‘…Agree.’ The other said with so much breath that it was almost unable to hear.
‘I guess we should sleep.’ The other chuckled when Kibum nuzzled even closer to the other, clearly already gone.
A/N: And so it begins... muhahaha. Sorry for the late update. I've caught a nasty flue >w< Please leave me a comment to let me know what you think about it! I am really curious, since this is one of my favorite chapters of the story.
Have a good week!!
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, Drama
Summary: Kibum’s current relationship is lacking spice. To safe his relationship, he calls his boyfriend for an intimate phone conversation, but the one at the other side isn’t his boyfriend… It’s a boy called Jonghyun.
Kibum tossed his head to the right, trying to ignore the loud sound that was trying to wake him up from his paradoxical sleeping state.
After finally opening up his eyes, staring blankly into the darkness of his room he realized it was his mobile, trying to tell him to pick him up.
Still he found it hard to process the act he had to do.
When the sound stopped, only to begin seconds later again, he understood that is was his duty to reach out, eyes closed again, and to unlock the caller screen.
‘Are you awake?’ a soft voice asked him.
‘Goddammit, Jonghyun it’s…’ he looked at his screen to discover it was ‘Fucking three am. I’m trying to sleep. Goodnight.’
‘Wait.’ He called out.
‘Spill it Kim, so I can go to sleep again.’ He said annoyed.
‘Don’t you have to call a wrong number while performing things?’ Jonghyun asked, clearly embarrassed.
‘No. You’re not calling me to jerk of at my voice right?’ he said bewildered.
‘God, I took care of that already.’
Kibum snorted. ‘Unimportant information.’ He ruffled his hair, planting his face in the pillow. Jonghyun had to be glad that he wasn’t awake.
‘Why are you calling me?’
‘Just to ask if you’re the same as me, or if I just am being some abnormal being.’ Kibum rolled his eyes, waiting for the other to talk further. ‘I’m amazed you’ve hold out for so long with your boyfriend. Two months you said? God. Four weeks and I’m dying.’
‘Are you talking about sex?’ he asked amused. ‘You’re getting frustrated?’
‘Kind of. And I was asking you if you were the same, I feel really stupid to get excited from everything and… ugh. I want to die.’
Kibum laughed. ‘I’m the same. But I can live with it. But what were you planning?’
‘I wanted some distraction. It’s like I’ve took some Viagra, It keeps bothering me. Today at school I even had to excuse myself to the bathroom. Why are some students allowed to wears such tight pants?’ he whined.
‘You don’t want to meet me if you can’t survive some skin hugging pants.’ Kibum said lazily, turning around to wrap the blanket tighter around him.
‘I don’t want an image now, please.’
‘You would get horny of me?’ he asked surprised.
‘It’s your own fault. You shouldn’t have called me telling about how you were jerking off and stretching and… oh no. Jonghyun shut up.’ He told himself firm.
Kibum started to blush about the thoughts. ‘I tried to forget that.’
‘Really?’ Jonghyun asked surprised. ‘It was really hot. I don’t think I’ll ever forget.’ The boy was smirking. Kibum knew it for sure. ‘But I was actually calling for… No. I just promised myself I won’t tell it, why am I starting about it?’
‘Jonghyun. Are you on drugs?’ Kibum chuckled.
‘No.’
‘Just spill it.’
He heard some rumbles. ‘If you think I’m crazy, which I am, just see this phone call as never happened.’
‘God. Now I’m curious. Tell me.’
‘Now. You see. We’re both single now. And like you once said to me, boys need sex. We survive on it.’
Kibums’ eyes were now opened, muscles tensed. He wasn’t really going to ask… no. He couldn’t.
‘And I would lie if I said that I wasn’t really attracted… to your voice, or personality. I don’t know. We’ve never met so hell I don’t know how I can
feel so attracted to you. And I thought that it would be a great solution to pass time, just to try of course, that we… uh…’
Kibum never dared to guess that Jonghyun would actually suggest this. But he didn’t actually say it so it wasn’t …
‘To hook up.’ Jonghyun sounded terrified.
‘What?’ Kibum asked slowly, letting the words sink in.
‘It was a bad idea. Sorry. I’m going to sleep, good-’
‘Why me?’ Kibum asked with a small voice.
‘Like I said. I feel attracted to you. I guess I would like it more with someone I like than some random dude I found on the street. And… Eh. You’ve told me about your poor sex life. I guess I mean that I can offer you a lot.’
‘Don’t think too highly of yourself.’ Kibum snorted.
‘I never heard anyone complaining.’
Kibum rolled himself on his back, looking at this ceiling that was invisible in the dark.
Did he want this? Did he want to meet Jonghyun and have a steamed night with him? If Kibum’s image of him was one percent alike, he would. But even if he was ugly it wouldn’t be that bad. Kibum really liked Jonghyun, but he never thought about him in a sexual way. And didn’t Kibum decide he wouldn’t change for anyone? That he would take control over his own life again. Living some adventurous life like he wanted to, not being the guy next door.
‘You’re quiet. Is that a good or bad sign?’ Jonghyun asked uncertain.
‘It’s just that I’ve never thought about it. Not only about that, but about meeting you. Like for real.’ He thought out loud. ‘I love this weird relation we share. It feels like I can trust you without knowing who you are. And I guess I’m afraid that it will change. That we become just friends, limited by knowing each other for real.’ He muttered.
‘I would never want us to destroy what we have.’ Jonghyun said, like he was only thinking about it now. ‘If you think this will change anything we won’t do it. But if we do, we can separate both things right? On the phone like this. And IF we enjoyed the first time, meeting for our frustration, experimenting.’
‘I like an adventure.’ Kibum confessed with a sigh. ‘And I guess I’m in a need for change. It would be very exciting don’t you think.’ He bite his lip, chewing in the lower one.
‘I will only do things you’ll like.’ Jonghyun said, trying to convince Kibum for real.
‘And if it’s not like we expected, we could go back to normal? Like it never happened?’
Jonghyun made an approving sound. ‘So…?’
‘I’m in. I guess.’ Kibum laughed a bit, letting his lip escape from the painful pressure.
‘It will be fun.’ Jonghyun promised.
Both stayed quiet. The only thing that they heard was the air-conditioning in their own homes. In that moment Kibum started to understand what he had agreed to. He would see Jonghyun, but was also going to touch him, to let him explore places that only a few had before.
‘Jonghyun?’ His breath became heavier.
‘Yeah?’ Kibum wasn’t the only one with the breath problem.
Both of them laughed, comfortable with the knowing that they both felt the same. That they both were nervous like hell.
‘It feels like I’m expecting my first time again.’ Kibum laughed breathy.
‘Only this time we have more experience.’ Jonghyun said in the same tone as Kibum had. ‘When was your first time?’ he sounded really interested.
‘When I was seventeen. It was really awkward.’ He chuckled. ‘And it really hurt. We were kind of unexperienced. Didn’t even know about the prep thing.’
Jonghyun laughed.
‘He just wanted to push it in? I really pity you.’ He didn’t sound like it at all.
‘And yours?’
‘Sixteen. It was with a girl who had a huge crush on me. I didn’t want to come out at that time so I just went with it. Kind of smooth actually, but I didn’t really touch her much. My first time with a boy was four months after that. That was a lot better. Still awkward though.’
‘Did you top?’
‘Of course I topped. Proud virgin from the backside.’ He laughed.
‘You should try bottoming, it isn’t that bad.’
‘Maybe, I will leave it to you when we enjoy our time together.’ He said with a hushed voice.
Kibums’ face was burning. He had complained with Siwon for always bottoming, but that was a statement. He really didn’t saw himself doing it. And the idea of taking Jonghyun virginity there was, was just weird.
‘Maybe.’ Kibum knew to get out of his throat.
‘When do you want to meet?’ Jonghyun asked suddenly after a short silence.
‘I don’t know what you had in mind?’ Kibum found it almost impossible to breath, was it always so hot in his room?
‘This week?’
It was Wednesday, which meant within four days.
‘Sure.’ He swallowed thickly. It was really going to happen?
‘What about Friday, after our classes?’ Kibum hummed in approval. ‘Your or mine place?’ was his next question.
‘I live in a dorm. I can even hear my neighbors’ television.’
‘My place it is.’ He said soft, clearly happy that it was going to happen. ‘Do you know that cute coffee place in the center of Seoul? With the blue name written on the windows? It’s packed between a mc Donald’s and Starbucks.’ Kibum hummed. ‘Let’s meet there, around seven?’
‘Okay.’
Where was he getting himself into?
***
Kibum had never thought that two days could be so long. He barely slept, only getting impropriate images flashing through his head when he closed his eyes. There wasn’t only the pressure of having sex with the stranger, he also was going to meet the stranger. The boy, Jonghyun, where he was having conversations with for the past three months. The boy that made him laugh, but also was able to let him cry through the beautiful music he produced. The boy he never dared to meet.
Because he was just too perfect.
Kibum was afraid that Jonghyun wasn’t real; that every word they shared was fake.
Or that Jonghyun was tóó perfect. That he was turned off the second he saw Kibum, leaving him alone in the café. Never picking up the phone anymore. Making a fool of Kibum.
But still, Kibum was walking over the sidewalks of Seoul.
Walking past hundreds of persons, every male could be a potential Jonghyun. It made him realize how big this city was, filled of persons that would never know the other. Kibum felt like he could have a mental breakdown every second. He never was so anxious before.
He really was going to meet Jonghyun.
When he walked past the Starbucks, he slowed his pace. Trying to look through the windows of the coffee shop beside it. It wasn’t really busy, but there were people. But almost every person was the half of a couple. He probably wasn’t there yet.
He opened the door of the café, walking confident towards the smiling woman behind the counter. If Jonghyun was already here, he wasn’t going to see any uncertainness on his face. He would be the diva that he was known for on school.
Or shouldn’t he? He said he would never change. Was this changing then? Trying to be one of his personalities? Kibum was going crazy.
Kibum ordered, once again, a coffee latté.
The girls look stayed lingering a bit longer that should be normal on Kibum’s face when she handed him his order.
A little awkward he bowed, breaking the eye contact to look for a place. He took one at the window, back turned towards the entrance. If Kibum was right, he had to see him before he walked into the café, knowing at which part of town he always shopped.
Kibum took a sip of his coffee.
God, this was frustrating. Would Jonghyun feel the same?
Kibum waited two minutes before he took his phone out of his pocket. He didn’t want to admit that he was shaking when he tried to type a message to Jonghyun, to inform him that he was already there. He typed the message only to keep him from a mental breakdown, he had to do something.
When he sent the text message he heard almost instantly a beeping tone not far behind him.
It couldn’t-
‘Kim Kibum?’ a voice asked hopeful.
Kibum almost dropped his drink, wanting to turn around.
‘Don’t turn around yet.’ The other said with a voice full of excitement.
A pointing finger on his cheek pushed his head back to face the tables before him.
‘I have a proposal.’
To hear his voice for the first time in real was so different than through a microphone. The mobile never could process the little amazing things that he heard now. A breath, the emotion that Kibum could feel even without seeing him, and the realness. Jonghyun was real.
‘It’s actually an idea. Only if you’re into it.’ He heard a chair being pulled out and set in place behind Kibum. Not too close so that others would find it strange. Kibum found it hard to say something, not sure if he was even supposed to talk. ‘You said you’d like adventure. And that you were afraid everything would be different, what if we didn’t change it so much?’ The boy sounded really positive about his idea.
‘I guess that’s too late now, right?’ Kibum laughed, wanting to turn his head, but was stopped by a hand on his cheek, turning him once again straight forward.
The touch felt so soft, not forcing him to turn back. But it was an option, like he asked ‘Would you be nice enough to just let me talk?’
‘I don’t think so.’ He heard Jonghyun swift back in to his former position. ‘What if you couldn’t see me? What if it was just like through phone, but with touch?’
‘I don’t understand you.’ Kibum asked confused.
He had expected everything of their first meeting, but not this.
‘A Blindfold.’ He just said. ‘You won’t see me. You will just listen and feel… I have the feeling this sounded much better in my head. But you see, we both are looking for trust and- ’
‘I’m not really into kink and fetish I guess.’ Kibum spoke doubtful. He really didn’t saw how this could be working.
‘I won’t restrain you in any other way. And it’s your choice; you can take it off at any given moment. I just thought that it would be fun, I want to give you the best experience I could offer. But if you don’t want it; I’m sitting here, turn around.’ He said.
‘God, it sounds so bad.’ He let his head rest on his hand, and started fiddling with his straw with the other. ‘But it sounds a little alluring. If I wanted adventure indeed, this would be very adventurous, wouldn’t it?’ he spoke softly, hands shaking.
‘The only thing is, do you trust me enough? I understand when you don’t. I’m not sure if I would say yes immediately when you wanted to do this with me.’ Jonghyun said honest. ‘And I don’t think I wanted to miss your shocked expression when I called your name.’ he chuckled.
‘Yah!’ Kibum almost turned around automatically, but managed to sit still. ‘I wasn’t shocked.’
Jonghyun snorted. ‘If you believe that yourself.’
Kibum rolled his eyes, supporting more weight on his hand. ‘I’ll trust you. But if you dare to take advantage of me I’ll kill you and feed the little pieces of your body to my ex’s dogs.’
Jonghyun laughed. ‘Knowing this, I wouldn’t even dare to do something bad to you.’
Kibum chuckled nervously with him.
‘God!’ he screamed when he felt two hands on his shoulders. If Jonghyun didn’t hold him with enough force he would’ve fallen onto the ground.
‘Let’s go. I’ll lead you.’
Unsure Kibum stood up, feeling a push at his right shoulder that he should turn.
‘You’re just like a little kid.’ Kibum laughed when Jonghyun stayed behind him, making sure that he would never be seen.
‘You know that parking place a few blocks further?’ he asked him when they left the little café. After Kibum nodded he told him to walk there.
‘We don’t want you to see me in some reflection of the glass right?’ he joked. He told him the car he had to look for, the one parked at the second row.
‘It feels really weird.’ Kibum complained when the elder encouraged him to walk.
‘I know. But it’s also very exciting.’
Kibum started to walk before their conversation on the streets could get any worse.
Kibum sighed deep when he turned the first corner, not looking back to see if he was following him. What was he doing? Wasn’t this a little too daring for him? Maybe Jonghyun was some murderer. But Kibum couldn’t really get the killer picture blending with Jonghyun. And after all, Kibum was the one who started this connection between them. Jonghyun never asked for a Kim Kibum in his life. Jonghyun was just some boy with a sexual fantasy, and Kibum could use the change in his life after weeks crying over another guy. And Jonghyun sounded so good, too good.
When he arrived at the parking spaces, seeing the car he should look for, he got excited of the idea that anything could happen from now on. Kibum would give his control away to someone for real, for the first time in his life.
‘Boo!’ Kibum’s hand shot out towards the car, trying to support himself from the shock.
‘Jonghyun, please. I’m a walking wreck.’ He said when his breath came back, even paler than before. His whole diva personally was ruined.
‘Sorry.’ He laughed. ‘I can’t see much of your face, but it’s so funny.’ He said, like it was nothing.
‘Sorry for my funny looking face.’ He sighed unpleased, fixing his blond hair back into place.
‘Don’t be.’ Two hands were placed in his neck, kindly massaging the tensed muscles. ‘It’s quite beautiful actually.’ Kibum shuddered at the feeling of breath on his naked skin.
When the warm hands let go of him, Kibum instantly missed the touch.
‘Don’t be scared.’ He spoke softly when Kibum saw two hands appearing at both sides of his face, holding a black piece of fabric that connected them. Kibum couldn’t even register that this was the first time he saw, a piece, of Jonghyun. Seeing the blindfold come closer made him wanted to take a step back, afraid that this wasn’t a good idea. That it was too dared. Taking another step back, and he felt Jonghyun, his back pressed against his chest. ‘Don’t you want it?’ he asked, not judging him.
‘I think I’m just a bit afraid.’ His heart pounded in his chest, almost giving him no possibility to breathe.
‘Don’t be.’ Jonghyun shushed. Brining the black fabric closer to his eyes, until it touched his skin, taking his sight.
Total darkness.
He felt Jonghyun pulling at the blindfold to knot the two pieces till one.
‘Isn’t that bad right?’ he asked. Leaving his backside alone, only to stand before him to check if he was really blinded.
Kibum moved away when he felt two fingers pulling at the underside to readjust it a little.
‘Sorry.’ Jonghyun said.
Kibum heard the car unlocking, and the opening of a door.
‘I’ll help you.’ Jonghyun offered, pulling at his arm to come closer to the car. ‘Bend down a little.'
Kibum never felt more awkward in his life before. Climbing into a car was damned difficult when you couldn’t see a thing.
When he finally sat, the door was being closed for him. The mere seconds he was alone in the car made him realize how stupid this was. And how embarrassing it was when people walked by.
Kibum couldn’t think further when he heard the door beside him close.
‘I look stupid.’ Kibum stated when the engine started.
‘Not at all.’ Jonghyun tried to comfort him.
‘Don’t lie.’ He heard Jonghyun sigh.
‘Only a bit. But I could’ve bought some eye mask with a funny face on it.’ Jonghyun laughed. ‘But I guessed that would be a big turn off.’
Kibum rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms over his chest. ‘This whole thing is uncomfortable.’ He sighed annoyed.
‘You can take it off you know.’ Jonghyun stated.
‘No. It feels like a game, and I’ve lost when I see you. I don’t start games where I know I’m going to lose.’ He only heard him chuckle.
‘Then don’t complain. Just tell me about your day or something.’
So Kibum started to tell him about the different classes he had, what he liked about the new teacher and what he hated about the old grumpy one that didn’t even know what fashion meant.
Then Jonghyun started to talk about a new composition he was writing, even singing a little piece of it. - Kibum didn’t ignore the pad he received on this knee, where some drum solo should take place.-
‘We’re here.’ He said when the car stopped making noises and stood still.
‘I don’t really want to walk across the street with a blindfold.’ Kibum said unsure when Jonghyun opened the door for him.
‘You’ve just had an eyesight correction.’ Jonghyun said while taking his hand in his to help him out of the car.
Jonghyun held him at his hip, pulling him with him while walking to somewhere unknown for Kibum.
Jonghyun led him, giving short words when he had to look out for something, sometimes even stumble over a little hole in the floor or he missed a step. Kibum was terrified to fall.
‘This is me.’ He said after releasing his grip around Kibum to open his door with the number combination.
Excited, Jonghyun pulled him in, not even letting him take of his shoes.
‘Just sit down.’ He said when he leaded Kibum to someplace to sit on. When Kibum bended his knees, and let his hands wander over the softness under him, he realized he was sitting on his bed.
‘Have you eaten already?’ he asked Kibum, voice turning a bit awkward.
‘No. But I don’t think I’m able to eat like this. And I don’t really crave for something.’ He said, face facing his knees.
His place smelled so homelike. Kibum never thought about how his home would smell, but he guessed it was not like this.
‘I’ve never done this kind of thing.’ Jonghyun admitted. ‘I don’t really know what I should do now.’ He chuckled nervous. ‘Instantly ravishing you didn’t seem a good idea.’
Kibum patted beside him. ‘I want to know how you look’ he said softly, shifting a bit so he faced him more.
‘How?’ he asked when he sat down beside Kibum.
Kibum didn’t gave him a real answer, only tilled his arms up, trying to find his face.
‘A meter to your left.’ He laughed, grabbing his hands out of the air, laying them on his cheeks.
Kibum held his breath. His skin felt so hot. He let his thumbs run over his cheekbones, higher to his eyes, forehead, and then lower, over his ears
to his jaw, lastly letting his thumbs run over his lips. God, they were so soft.
He felt Jonghyun planting a kiss on the thumb that discovered his upper lip. Kibum laughed nervously before letting his hands travel to his hair. The sides were really short, but as he let his fingers feel the hair more at the top, he could even fist them. Kibum laughed, knowing he had this kind of haircut sometime ago.
‘I guess you’re beautiful.’ He joked. Letting his hands fall on his own lap.
‘I am beautiful.’ He laughed.
He felt Jonghyun stand up from the bed. He left Kibum looking around him, searching for some sound that would let him know where he was.
His muscles tensed when he felt a pair of hands at his feet, pulling at the perfect bow of shoelaces. Jonghyun pulled at his shoe to take it off, doing the same with the other one.
‘They’re really awesome.’ Kibum knew he wasn’t talking about his feet, but at his platform converses.
‘Everything I buy is awesome.’ Kibum just shrugged.
Kibum felt how he hooked a finger behind his sock, pulling it from his foot, only to end with a little kiss on his ankle.
So it was going to happen.
When he had done the same with the other sock, leaving another kiss, he stood up to sit down beside Kibum again.
Kibum shuddered at the warm hand on his neck, sending shivers over his entire skin. Kibum felt the hot breath of the other ghosting over his lips, like he was waiting for approval.
He nodded, letting the other know that he was allowed to kiss him.
Kibum got problems with breathing when a pair of lips covered his.
He was kissing with Jonghyun, a boy he’d never seen. It felt all so ridiculous, but he couldn’t do more than kiss back, while throwing his arms over the others neck, pulling him closer.
The singer moved slowly against his lips, trying to let him feel everything from the soft texture of his lips till the fingertips that ghosted over his neck. He wanted to let him feel his arm brushing Jonghyun’s skin, to let him feel the nose that bumped against his when he tried to give better access. Just everything.
Kibum felt a wet tongue asking for permission, that he gave by letting him meet his own tongue. Kibum fisted his hand in the long haired section of Jonghyun’s hair, hearing a gasp when he slightly pulled at it.
Dear lord, this was the best kiss Kibum had ever had with someone.
He let him explore his mouth, let him do anything that he wanted.
One hand left his neck and traveled to his shoulder, pushing softly and breaking the kiss. When Kibum lied down, he pulled him in again. He was getting so eager. He didn’t want to admit that he had thought about this for the past days, getting so aroused that he was going to do it with Jonghyun.
‘Ah…’ Kibum broke the kiss, head craving into the mattress under him when he felt two hands disappearing under his shirt. The hands followed
the curve of his hips, making its way to his chest. Kibum pulled the boy in for another kiss, trying to cover his moan when Jonghyun pinched his nipple.
Jonghyun helped him out of his shirt. Kibum felt his skin being covered with goose bumps, sheets tickling his body when the piece of fabric left his body.
Kibum wanted to pull his arms back, but Jonghyun held them, letting his fingers being entwined with the younger’s slender ones. He heard Jonghyun letting out a breath, a laugh clearly hearable.
Kibum felt a peck of his lips for less than a second, waiting for another one that never came.
‘Wh- Ah!’ Kibum wanted to ask why he stopped, why he only felt his sweaty hands in his. But Jonghyun climbed on him, sitting on his belly, and letting his ass slowly travel lower, until he sat on his groin.
He started to grind their lower areas together, slowly to let the feeling sink in for both.
Kibum didn’t want anything more than let the clothes between their half hard erected members to disappear. He heard Jonghyun moan with a deep breath, and stopped for a single second.
Jonghyun let go of Kibum’s hands, letting his fingers travel down to his wrists, to the inside of his elbows and ending at his shoulders. Kibum felt the weight of Jonghyun on his chest when he dropped his arm, supporting himself on the elbows beside Kibum’s head. His hands lazily playing with his hair.
Jonghyun dropped his head to Kibums’ ear. ‘You don’t know how much I missed this.’ He said when he started to move his hips again, meeting
Kibum in the middle.
Kibum hide his mouth in the shoulder he felt above in, trying to hold in any sound of pleasure.
‘You’re- ah- so quiet.’ He moaned in his ear.
‘He didn’t liked- Damned…- me making any sounds.’ Kibum told the elder who was nibbling at his earlobe. Kibum found it strangely arousing to hear the little sounds it produced.
‘What an ass. You sound beautiful.’ Lips connected to his neck. ‘Be as loud as you want to be tonight.’ He told him with a husky voice.
‘It’s embarrassing.’
‘Aren’t first times always like that?’ Jonghyun answered.
Kibum wiggled his arms under the ones of Jonghyun, resting them at his hips, searching for the hem of his shirt. Kibum felt how thin the fabric was, and light as a feather when he pulled it up. He only now realized that he was wearing a tank top, feeling the already naked shoulders when he tried to pull it over his head. Sweet heaven, his shoulders.
‘Help me.’ Kibum whined when he had the feeling he was choking the man with his own shirt.
Jonghyun laughed, sitting up to pull the last bit over his arms.
Kibum hissed when he felt the naked skin on his, their nipples meeting when they moved.
‘God!’
Kibum grabbed his upper arm, trying to lift himself up for a kiss, but he forget the kiss at once when he felt the firm muscles under his hands. He had never lied about his body.
He heard Jonghyun chuckling. He sat up, taking both of his hands in his to guide to his tummy. Kibum thought he never felt something more attracting. He could almost count the little squares under his fingers.
He dropped down again, kissing the skin of his collarbone, sucking so hard that Kibum was sure there would be a mark to remind him the next day.
‘Are you going to trust me?’ he asked, leaving a wet trail of kisses to his pink bump, giving a fast suck.
Kibum couldn’t do anything more than nodding while letting out a whimper.
‘What?’ he asked teasingly, giving another suck what resulted in a shock going right to his erection.
‘Yes! God, yes!’ he whimpered while Jonghyun dropped lower, planting a kiss on every square centimeter he passed.
Jonghyun started to pull at his pants after unbuttoning it. Kibum helped him by lifting his butt a little, feeling his thighs being released from the firm fabric. Jonghyun made quick work of his boxer briefs, removing them within a second from his body, leaving him completely naked.
Even though he trusted Jonghyun -he hadn’t proven that he wasn’t trustable at least. - he still felt a wave of discomfort. Being blinded, not knowing where the other was at this moment, made him feel vulnerable. And if Kibum didn’t like a specific emotion, it was being vulnerable. Like the person he had built for years would be nothing at this moment.
When he felt Jonghyun again, it was on his thigh, hand under the bending of his knee, kissing the soft skin. Kibums’ hands found a way into the sheets, chest raising and falling faster than ever before.
He was never touched like this before, never. Not even in the relationship with Siwon that took two years of his life.
Then he did something he hadn’t expected. The trail kisses went down, kissing the skin of his groin and eventually ended at his stiff cock.
‘I really feel sorry for you that you never had to experience this before.’ He said when he stopped kissing him for a second. ‘I hope I’m not too
bad.’
Kibum wanted to look, he wanted nothing more than to know what was happening. To know how erotically this had to look. Kibum sat a bit up, resting on his elbows, forgetting for a moment that he couldn’t see what was happening.
Kibum lost the strength in his body when he felt a new kind of pleasure, one caused by a tongue running from the bottom to the tip of his throbbing cock.
‘That was fun.’ He heard him chuckle, patting his leg.
‘Then continue.’ Kibum said, already out of breath.
Kibum expected an answer, not a suck on the head.
It was such a weird feeling, regretting that he only discovered this part now. Regretting that he spent so much of his life to someone that couldn’t make him happy. Even Jonghyun made him feel better than Siwon had ever done.
Kibum held his breath when a wet hotness covered his now painful erection.
Kibum closed his eyes in ecstasy, trembling under the spell of the other.
This felt too good.
Kibum couldn’t hold his body still, wanting more than the gentle sucks the other gave him while his tongue kept swirling over the sensitive skin. But he knew how painful it could be for the other if he let his hips do what he wanted.
When Jonghyun took him in all the way he couldn’t help that his hips raised from the bed, suffocating the other even more.
But the other let him. He never restrained him from the pleasure he was feeling.
So Kibum could only thank him by what he knew that felt good.
His cramped fingers let go of the sheets under him, reaching for the elder’s hair to lock them there.
He received the most beautiful moan from him, the vibration of his voice doing weird things to his body.
He felt in the pit of his stomach that he was close.
Desperate.
He tried to form words that would let the other know that he was so close. But the eager sucking made it impossible for him to form decent words.
But Kibum guessed Jonghyun already knew he was close by how his legs tensed and the almost impossible pace of his breath.
When Kibum came with his mouth open, not able to produce any sound anymore, he felt the other swallowing. Swallowing every drop of Kibum’s white liquid.
‘God. You should see yourself.’ Said the husky voice of Jonghyun. He didn’t cover the fact that he was needy. He let Kibum know with his voice how much he wanted him.
And it felt great.
Amazing.
Just the feeling of someone that longed for him was enough to sit up and pull the other down by his neck to taste his own unique flavor.
It was enough for not being ashamed of what he was doing anymore. To enjoy the feeling of being blinded. To let this stranger do everything with him. Things that he never had experienced before.
Kibum didn’t care anymore.
Kibum knew that the kisses he was forcing were messy ones, and he was glad that he couldn’t see the result of so much tongue and teeth involved just after a blowjob.
On the other side; he was dying to see it.
To see the mess that was caused by both.
To see what Jonghyun looked like.
To see what he was doing.
Kibum used so much force in his kisses that the elder had to lean back by the pressure, causing to let them both fall what made Kibum on top now.
Kibum was never so eager to taste, to feel, to experience.
Kibum had the face of the other cupped in his hands. Every time hoping that he aimed for the others soft and willing lips. - Not that it did cared when he missed- Two hands stoke the pale skin of his back. Trailing up and down and causing a shivering boy under his hands.
Kibum moaned softly when one of those hands fisted in his hair, pulling his head backwards which gave access to the tongue that now trailed over the almost non-visible adam apple. Tooth that scraped over the thin skin, leaving a trail that ended at his collarbone. Kibum felt the ivory dig into the skin, almost beastlike.
Kibum let out a soft whimper.
The wet muscle lapped the abused skin to numb the pain. His hand had never let the hair escape, even pulling it in a tighter embrace to create more beautiful noises from the others throat.
Kibum didn’t mind the force, even giving in by letting his arms rest over the others shoulder, crossing over his back to let one of his hands travel to his hair also. Giving it kind strokes to let him know that he shouldn’t stop.
If he only dared to stop.
While Jonghyun was still working on the skin of his clearly tempting collarbones, sometimes going lower and giving attention to the little pink
bumps on his chest, Kibum let go of the soft hair to explore the hot skin under him. He trailed over his back feeling the damp layer of sweat that covered his body until he reached the band of the boxer briefs, pulling and pushing to get it off. When Kibum understood that is wasn’t going to happen with one hand he let the other travel down also. Jonghyun noticed what he was doing so he let go of the others hair only to push him over again so Kibum could pull the piece of underwear down without trouble when Jonghyun hovered over the lying boy, planting kisses at his ear.
Kibums’ hands left the soft flesh of his ass, letting the skin lead the boy to what he wanted. Kibum felt the other quaver when Kibum let the tips of his fingers move over the now probably painful throbbing arousal.
Kibum smiled at the desperate breath he received in his ear.
He knew that his hand moved painfully slow, so slow that the other bucked into the touch to feel more, to make it faster.
Kibum shot out a high pitched tone when his hand got pulled away from the heat, getting positioned beside his head.
The tight clutch of fingers around his wrist let go, hand caressing the arm, torso, disappearing behind the others back to stop at his buttocks, pulling him up to let the now both naked sensitive areas meet.
Both of the boys grasped each other desperately, hands landing at the most close by patch of skin that it could meet. They ended up in nothing more than a bundle of messed up human. Both holding each other, like they were afraid of the next wave of pleasure that awaited them when one of them would move.
He heard Jonghyun let out a fast chuckle.
God how could he laugh in a position like this?
Kibum was dying of excitement and arousal.
‘We aren’t desperate or anything.’ He laughed sarcastically.
‘Not at all.’ Kibum said as sarcastically as the elder, finding a laugh coming out of himself.
Jonghyun pulled Kibum in once again after connecting their mouths, which resulted in broken moans in each other’s mouths.
After two more of those meetings, Kibum couldn’t hold it in anymore. He wanted to release so badly.
‘Fu-… Ah!’ A third time. His head fell back on the cushion beneath him.
‘Fuck me.’ Kibum managed to say. The sound almost desperate.
Jonghyun let go of Kibum, but still hovered above him. Kibum could sense it.
‘What?’ he asked. His voice was shaking as much as his body. Feeling so cold at the loss of the others warmth.
‘You’re beautiful.’ The elder just stated.
Kibum would’ve thought that he was lying. But the sound, Jonghyun sounded clearly amazed, almost grateful.
Kibum knew he wasn’t lying.
And that made him feel uncomfortable.
He never thought he was beautiful. He was pretty, well dressed. But beautiful was such a big word to say. And it wasn’t told to him often. Maybe his grandmother being the only exception. -But he really didn’t want to think about the elder woman that represented so much of him in this situation.-
But here there was a boy, a man, hovering over him and saying he was beautiful.
Kibum thanked him inside his head. To let him experience this. To feel special, really special, after such a long time.
Kibum snapped back from his thoughts when he heard a bottle being uncapped.
Jonghyun was already back between his legs, spreading them a little further apart to lean between them, catching Kibum’s abused lips.
Kibum bite on the others lip, softly whimpering when he felt a well-known cold at his entrance.
He welcomed the feeling of being stretched a little, the cold letting him tremble through his spine.
‘That time on the phone…’ Jonghyun started when he tore his mouth away from the others ‘You weren’t lying.’ He almost stated in a moan when
Kibum started to nibble at his earlobe. ‘You’re so tight.’
‘I would never lie.’ Kibum smiled against the others neck. Knowing that he meant so much more with those words.
Jonghyun and he were nothing more than friends with benefits.
But he wouldn’t lie.
He wouldn’t leave with somebody without his knowing.
He would be honest every minute he spent with the elder.
He would be hundred percent Kibum.
‘Me neither.’ Kibum knew Jonghyun meant the same.
The blond gasped when a second finger entered, stretching him more.
The moving fingers got a bit uncomfortable, so he pulled Jonghyun in again, trying to get distracted by the soft lips on his.
It was a hundred and eighteen degree turn from only minutes ago.
Then everything was desperate, wanting to touch every inch of the others heated skin. But now Kibum and Jonghyun were lazily sucking each other’s lips. Both trying to get this part more comfortable for the other.
‘Ah!’
Kibums’ body jumped from the mattress at the feeling of the fingers brushing something deep inside. Something that made Kibum feel so good.
‘Found it.’ He heard the other chuckle.
‘Don’t sound so proud while your fingers are still in my ass.’ He grunted when the tips of the fingers stroked the same spot again.
‘So I got permission to get them out?’ the other chuckled.
Kibum couldn’t care that this conversation turned so awkward so quickly.
‘Yes, god, why do you talk so much?’ Kibum complained when the digits slit out of him. Letting him crave for something so much more satisfying.
Kibum let the boy kiss his jaw, finding its way up to his ear where a hot breath stopped.
Kibum felt a hand caressing the inside of his thigh, going up and down from his knee to his groin. After a few times of repeating the comforting gesture he pulled the leg up, leading it over the muscular body to rest on his back.
The other hand trailed from Kibums’ neck to his private era to leave the others body completely.
Kibum bite his lower lip, he knew what was coming in mere seconds. But he felt so anxious, like it was his first time again. But it wasn’t, and Kibum knew how good it would be. But still he trembled. Even the hot summer air felt cold against his exposed body. Completely in the others control.
And then he felt it.
He felt how he was slowly being filled. He felt how the hand found his hip again, pressing the fingers in the skin, sure that he was leaving marks now. He heard the low, almost animal like, grunt from the person that was so close by his head. He also felt how his own body tensed, trying to get away from the intruder on his own accord. How his heel pressed in the hard skin of the others back. And he felt like being torn open.
He had never felt better.
He let out a whimper when the elder rested his weight on Kibum when he was fully seated. Both trying to catch their breath.
‘Fuck.’ Kibum hissed when the boy tightened the grip on his leg so it wouldn’t fall, other hand brushing some hair from his forehead, and gave a first experimental thrust.
Kibum needed the other to move, to speed this up so he could leave the pain he was feeling behind.
Like he had heard him, Jonghyun started again.
Slow thrusts, moans from the elder, and whimpers of pain from the blond. That was how it went for the first seconds, minutes, until Jonghyun had found his spot again to leave the other in total ecstasy. Making him raise his other leg too to pull the other closer, to make him do the movement again to let him feel the pure pleasure again.
Kibum felt a pair of warm hands on his shoulder, pulling him up a little so he could wrap his arms around the thin frame of the boy. Kibum doing the same with the others neck.
They were so close now, no skin untouched.
Kibum hid his face in the crook of the others neck, moaning when he met the other in the middle of his thrust, creating a strangely arousing sound of flesh clashing together.
‘Agh!’ Kibum shouted when his sweet spot got abused time after time. ‘So…so good.’ Kibum muttered to himself. . The only thing that made him sure that he was still on earth was the feeling of the lips that covered his.
Kibum got devoured by the feelings.
The raw fingertips that ghosted over his back.
The wet kisses.
And the mind blinding pleasure.
Kibum got a tighter hold of the elder, feeling that both got closer and closer to their release that they wanted so badly.
At one steady, aimed, thrust Kibum felt his body tensing. His mouth opening to crave for the oxygen that surrounded them, but wasn’t able to obtain.
Tears of pure delight fell out of his eyes, feeling how the blindfold worked as a sponge causing that the other would never see them.
Kibum felt the hot liquid landing on his abdomen.
His skin felt hot, sensitive to every single tough.
To every single thrust the other was giving him to reach his own peace of Eden.
To every wrinkle of sheets under him.
To every single breath that the other caused at his ear.
When he heard a loud moan, feeling the other freezing above him like he had done just mere seconds ago, he knew the other was finished too.
Kibum let out a little puff of air when the others weight landed upon him. Kibum felt the other go limp inside him while he was trying to get back
on his arms to let the younger breath again.
Without further movements a pair of plush lips landed on his, kissing him with so much tenderness that it was almost scary after the happenings from before.
They stayed like that for a little while. Both still sensitive what made the kiss so much deeper. Letting fingertips ghosting over the others hips while Kibum moved his over the others spine, creating soft moans.
When Jonghyun regained his sense of being as first, he climbed of the other while making sure he wasn’t hurting him when sliding his now limp cock out of the other.
Kibum couldn’t do more than just lay there.
Exposed.
Still blind.
He heard some noises, and not long after that a raw piece of paper on his stomach, cleaning the mess they had made.
Kibum wore a lazy smile, still enjoying the one of the best orgasms he had ever experienced.
He felt a hand on his arm, pulling him on his side until he met the broad chest of the others. A strong arm rested over his hip to pull the thin cover over them.
‘How do you feel?’ Jonghyun’s soft and tired voice asked.
‘Perfect.’ Was the only word that he could describe the feeling that he felt in his heart.
It was times ago that he felt this satisfied over something.
That he felt so good.
‘And you?’ his own husky voice asked.
‘More than perfect.’ The other spoke in his hair, giving it an itching feeling when the breath moved some little hair strains.
‘Good.’ Kibum sighed satisfied.
Kibum enjoyed the warm feeling that the other body gave him, resting his head on the others arm and his nose hiding against his shoulder.
‘We can do this more often.’ Jonghyun suggested.
‘Sounds good to me.’ Kibum implied with a voice that got sleepier with every second. ‘What are the conditions?’ he yawned.
‘Should there be?’ Jonghyun asked. Kibum felt the hand that was drawing abstract figures on his back stopping. ‘You aren’t allowed to see me.’
Jonghyun stated softly. ‘And when one of us falls in love with someone we stop. No strings attached.’
Kibum nodded. Not capable of saying much more.
‘And lastly; we don’t stop calling each other. I want to remain our friendship.’
‘…Agree.’ The other said with so much breath that it was almost unable to hear.
‘I guess we should sleep.’ The other chuckled when Kibum nuzzled even closer to the other, clearly already gone.
A/N: And so it begins... muhahaha. Sorry for the late update. I've caught a nasty flue >w< Please leave me a comment to let me know what you think about it! I am really curious, since this is one of my favorite chapters of the story.
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