Behind the Sex - Chapter 30
Title: Behind the Sex
Fandom(s) : U-KISS
Pairing(s): KeMaru
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: Awful!English
Author's Notes: My second NaNoWriMo, and a rather bold decision, if I might say :)! Hopefully doesn't contain too much inaccuracies, and if it does, please ignore it? >_>?
Prologue :: Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7
Chapter 8 :: Chapter 9 :: Chapter 10 :: Chapter 11 :: Chapter 12 :: Chapter 13 :: Chapter 14 :: Chapter 15
Chapter 16 :: Chapter 17 :: Chapter 18 :: Chapter 19 :: Chapter 20 :: Chapter 21 :: Chapter 22
Chapter 23 :: Chapter 24 :: Chapter 25 :: Chapter 26 :: Chapter 27 :: Chapter 28 :: Chapter 29
It was suffocating, the silence that consumed them both every time they were together. In the first two days, Kibum would give a small smile and greet Kevin a good morning, while the younger nodded a little and looked away instantly. Kibum then fell into the same awkward state after that, the two only slightly nodding when they met as if to acknowledge the other’s presence.
In fact, it was so uncomfortable that Kibum felt like he had really became a proper chauffeur. He would head to the rear seats first and hold the door open for Kevin, wordlessly closing the door when the escort entered. Jogging to the driver’s seat, he would start the engine and drive the car out of the brothel, not once making eye contact. Kibum would then use a polite voice to inform Kevin of the location they were heading to, the time taken to reach there and repeat that he would be waiting at the lobby until after the appointment.
Quietly, the younger man would nod at those words and then look out of the window, reminding Kibum of how long it had been since he heard Kevin speak.
Kibum hadn’t found out the reason why Kevin was acting this way so suddenly, treating him like a total stranger. His behaviour to everyone else was normal, and that was what made Kibum even more puzzled. Because Kevin’s strange self would then be because of him without a need for doubt.
Even when walking around, the younger man would keep a distance between them when they usually had shoulders brushing together so frequently.
Just what did he do?
Everything he had done before Kevin’s change seemed normal, there wasn’t anything about Kevin’s reaction that was especially out of ordinary either. He tried remembering every single moment, but he couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when things went wrong.
Kevin fidgeted, having a gut feeling that Kibum was observing him through the rear view mirror. The older man had been doing so for a few days already, staring so intently that Kevin might just blurt out the truth behind his odd behaviour. Due to Kevin’s initial cold response to everything Kibum did, the older man soon stopped trying, more focused on fulfilling his job. Days became harder to bear, because despite Kibum being so near, it was as if they were separated by an ocean of unfamiliarity.
It was selfish for Kevin to want Kibum to keep trying, that he knew. But Kevin didn’t want them to end this way.
Would Kibum leave? That was what Kevin was doing, no? Chasing the older man away with all these emotionless fronts he was putting up. Eventually, anyone would leave. And then it would be a heartbreak, probably a lot worse than the pain he was already experiencing.
That he had driven out the only man that ever came so close, given up on the opportunity because he wasn’t confident in it.
Outside the window was a car driving parallel to theirs, and Kevin watched the couple chat happily away. The woman in the passenger’s seat pointed at a building not too far away before smiling widely, and then laughing while facing the man in the driver’s seat. Naturally, the man then pinched the woman’s cheeks, and even in another car, Kevin felt the bliss.
Kibum and him used to be that way, casually talking about anything under the sun and always wearing smiles. Even the dullest thing became a topic that ended with laughter, and even silence was comfortable. Until he ruined it, and he wasn’t certain if he could do anything to fix it.
“We’ve reached.” Kibum’s voice brought Kevin out of his temporary trance. The younger man took a second to recognise the place, before giving a nod as a wordless thanks and then stepping out of the car. Kibum kept hoping, clinging to the last of it for Kevin to turn around and give him a smile like he would before.
For the tenth time, he was left behind, disappointed.
-
Kibum burst out into laughter, smile not reaching his eyes as he tried to calm himself down. Taking in a deep breath and then letting it out, he regulated his irregular breathing by doing so for a few more times. It seemed ironic that he was so nervous when this was something he had grown so used to. He didn’t even have a speck of nervousness on the very first day he met Kevin, but maybe after going through so much, this made him anxious.
He lost his smugness, the kind that he usually has whenever he knew he would unconditionally have an upper hand over Kevin. Unable to keep his cool now, the man even had to pace around to help himself think through the situation carefully, trying his very best to concentrate.
What sort of Kevin would appear? Did he know he was the first appointment of the day? Would anything change between them? To use a casual tone or a polite tone? To act as if nothing had happened or slowly try to dismiss the tension? And as the many questions started clouding is mind once more, Kibum got more confused.
Kevin should be appearing any time soon, though. Surely he didn’t run away knowing Kibum was the one who took the time slot, did he?
“Argh…” Kibum growled, growing impatient.
“Sorry, did I take too long?” Kevin emerged from the backdoor of the brothel, biting his lower lip with uncertainty apparent in his eyes. Kibum blinked, face returning to the usual blank expression before shaking his head. He still wasn’t sure if Kevin was being distant or not, the two then exchanging glances when their eyes met. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” Kibum mildly replied, sighing internally. It wasn’t a warm greeting, but it wasn’t silent treatment like what he had been getting. Should he be glad?
Kevin hesitated while the two headed to the car, hands awkwardly placed as if hanging at the end of some invisible thread. Gathering his courage, he then gently held onto Kibum’s arm, slowly circling his arms around to hug it. He felt a subtle flinch when he first touched those arms, the very first contact they had in the past six days, and that made him afraid. Afraid that Kibum suddenly hated Kevin touching him, afraid that he couldn’t even do something so simple with Kibum anymore, and that made him coil his arms around Kibum’s tighter, as if to tie his heart down.
Kibum wasn’t sure if money influenced Kevin’s actions, and if it did, then he wasn’t sure if he should laugh or cry. Anger would have filled him up to the brim, annoyed with the younger being so easily manipulated by money. Yet he couldn’t be angry at the man he fell so deep in love with, especially when he was right beside him, clinging so close Kibum felt his heart race once more.
Leading the younger man to the rear seats, tentatively forgetting that he wasn’t a driver at the moment, Kibum then reached for the door. Kevin headed towards the front seat with a small smile instead, slightly tugging Kibum’s wrist to stop him from his chauffeuring duties.
“Ah.” Kibum sheepishly said, his expression not once softening.
Was he angry? Kevin bit the insides of his cheeks, fretfully entering the car. Kibum hasn’t returned any warm acts as a reply to Kevin’s attempts, and tasting Kibum’s bad mood once, Kevin really didn’t want to spoil their relationship further with another.
Panic was shown in his teary eyes, genuinely giving all he could to patch things up. He was always confusing himself, Kevin lamented, deciding on something and then executing it differently. When Kibum closed the door to the driver’s seat, instincts told him he didn’t care, leaning over the armrest and forcefully kissing Kibum on the lips.
Kibum cupped Kevin’s face, tenderly returning the affection and taming the other’s tongue. And the two hearts were not going to lie. It had been too long since they kissed that their hearts fluttered, softly hurting but also an addicting kind of pain. As if to prove that they were alive, they were in love with the other man, and therefore it hurts.
Such a slow kiss could go on forever with neither feeling breathless, the two memorising the rhythm of the other’s breathing against their cheeks. Despite the uncomfortable position, it was the most comfortable thing they had done in the past week, and it was like they left the heavy weight in their hearts somewhere else. The relief was incomparable, and Kevin could thank heavens for Kibum not pulling away.
And Kibum didn’t want to pull away. It wasn’t how he planned things to be, though he never really did have a plan, but he definitely didn’t want to stay in the car for the rest of it. Instead of pulling away, the older man held onto Kevin’s shoulder tightly and kissed fiercer, doing all he could to get them both out of breath. The moment came faster, with Kevin eager to return the passion, and it became a mutual agreement when they separated.
Panting, Kevin fought a smile, looking out of the window to hide his blushing cheeks.
Kibum almost groaned, until he saw the evident redness glowing from Kevin’s face that the younger couldn’t hide. Certain that Kevin wouldn’t be blatantly ignoring him any time soon, Kibum then started the car engine and headed towards a more private location.
His hand searched for Kevin’s, blindly lacing them together. Kevin didn’t retract his.
-
Who was he?
Kevin kept thinking during the car ride, trying to sink himself into a situation. Was Kibum the man he loved, Kim Kibum, or was Kibum the customer he has, someone that doesn’t need a name? Everything would be better if he treated Kibum like another nameless stranger he has to have sex with, to use a very objective perspective to judge the sex, to repeat the process with all the mechanical responses he had learnt.
Without a face, without a name, Kevin could then act like Kibum was just another man when having sex with him, and the man he was in love with was the man that drove him all about the city into the arms of someone else. And it was easier on his heart to imagine he was having emotionless sex with someone, instead of fighting his overwhelming emotions knowing it was Kibum he was doing all those intimate acts with but having to keep a normal front in case the older man realises.
Many people look forward to share their very first experience of sex with the person they love, the only one they will marry or had married. Kevin never had the chance, never understood why sex was sometimes called love making because it definitely didn’t make sense to him. Yet with the older man, he could see how the intimacy could be a way to bring a couple even closer, could help a loving couple create new “love”.
And so he couldn’t taint what love making means, setting his mind to treat Kibum like he was another man that would be leaving his life in no more than a year, if optimistic.
He forced himself to forget who that unique scent belonged to, forget the different way a certain man would kiss him, forget his feelings. As he threw himself into Kibum’s arms right after they exited the car, Kevin forced himself to think that he was now in the arms of a mid-thirties business man that had a pair of twins waiting for him at home. The man sought sexual relief from him because his wife couldn’t do just as good.
Kibum blindly led Kevin along, first heading to the first level to get a room. It was still too early in the morning for the hotel to have many people crowding at the lobby, and most of the few present were immersed in their own business, leaving the pair free to do their public display of affection as they pleased. The receptionist only grunted, then hurrying with the check-in process so the two could bring their heated kisses and obscene grinding to behind closed doors.
Kevin slipped in and out of consciousness as they made their way up into the room, sometimes melting into the embrace and other times flinching at the contact. Kibum tried to keep up with the changes, releasing his tight hold around Kevin when the younger tensed and doing the opposite when Kevin relaxed. The passion became burdensome, but Kibum couldn’t stop trying to accommodate the other. All he knew was that this was the closest he had gotten to eliminate all forms of awkwardness between them both and he wasn’t going to destroy it.
With a skilful hand, the older man then removed all traces of clothing on their bodies, tongue prodding further into Kevin’s mouth. The direct contact of both their naked forms finally sank into Kevin’s head, pass the lust, causing the younger man to hurriedly switch both their positions. He had worked so hard to build a profile for Kibum, imagining that he was a rather considerate customer and would sometimes touch him in his sensitive spots. However, if Kibum did what he had done that very night, all of Kevin’s efforts would go down into the drain.
Because no man, no other man could make him feel that way.
Straddling the other and grinding both their erections at a ragged pace, Kevin moaned sensually against Kibum’s lips, hastening every process to reduce chances of Kibum taking control. He weaved his fingers through Kibum’s hair, then tugged limply while Kibum stroked his back, fingers running down his spine as if admiring each and every vertebrae.
“Ugh.” Kevin purred, feeling the warm hands slide towards his waist, making him shudder in delight. He left his eyes half-lidded with desire, regretting instantly when he saw Kibum’s deep ones that drew him in. “Ki-Kibum…”
Kibum smiled gently, pulling Kevin closer once more to kiss the younger. He could feel Kevin fidget against him, apparently needy for more than just that. Although he wasn’t sure if the timing was right, he then followed Kevin’s speed and entered the younger with him guiding his member.
Kevin grabbed onto his own length before Kibum could, determined to get in the way of all Kibum’s possible attempts. Remembering that he needn’t have to release if he was attending to a normal customer, Kevin then held onto the pulsating erection without stroking it, mewling softly only to excite the other.
“Do you need help?” Kibum’s low voice instantly got Kevin biting back his want. Without any other warning, Kibum gently pried away Kevin’s fingers from his own length and helped the younger pump his erection.
“N-No…” Kevin gasped, arching his back so sharply that his chest came in contact with Kibum’s even though a certain distance need to be kept for the older man to properly thrust into him. Kibum didn’t seem to hear his weak protest, the other hand guiding Kevin’s chin such that both their lips met again. “Ngh, s-stop.”
“It just started getting fun.” Kibum smirked. Surely Kevin didn’t think he would listen, did he? Things had just begun, and he was finally eliciting some proper responses from Kevin. The said man was writhing against him, entrance engulfing his own leaking member, of course there was no way he was going to just stop.
Kevin whimpered, feeling Kibum shift his position to above him, then thrusting in a steady tempo once more. His length was continuously tended to with friction caused by Kibum’s hand, leaving him unable to even murmur an objection, lips only muttering strings of incoherence as if persuading Kibum to keep going.
The climax of both men soon arrived, simultaneously releasing their load. Kibum filled Kevin while the younger came into Kibum’s hand, the two then finally separating with the older man pulling out. Catching his breath, Kevin then laid limp on the bed, eyes tiredly closing.
Kibum gently held onto Kevin’s shoulder, the younger turning around at the contact. Kevin felt a certain wet feeling on him, then realising that Kibum had smeared his cum over his shoulder. Before he could scrunch his face up in disgust and head over to the bathroom to wash himself though, Kibum attached his lips and tenderly licked up the load. He saw Kibum stare into his own eyes, observing him thoroughly, and already, he couldn’t ease his pounding heart.
This might have been where things went wrong, Kibum thought, testing his hypothesis out and memorising Kevin’s reaction. When he made sure he finished licking up all the cum he had left on Kevin’s shoulder, he pressed a short kiss on the same area, finally pulling away.
Kevin didn’t move for a moment, finally tearing his eyes away after snapping out of his trance. Calming himself down and deciding that the nameless and faceless man he had sex with also liked cuddling, he made himself turn around and hug Kibum’s form instantly, eyes tightly shut. He didn’t want to see Kibum’s face, the one that makes him dizzy and confused. At such proximity with eyes closed, however, the exclusive scent Kibum became more obvious.
Kibum frowned slightly, pulling the bed covers over both their bodies and then hugging Kevin snugly. The younger’s response was still perplexing, but with Kevin’s breathing slowly steadying, maybe this wasn’t the right time to think about it. Slightly pulling away to see Kevin’s serene sleeping face, a smile then made its way up Kibum’s features, assured that the younger was getting the rest he deserved.
He stroked Kevin’s soft locks with his clean hand, then humming gently as if singing a lullaby to a little child. Without much movement, he brought Kevin close to him again, own eyes losing to fatigue.
Kevin unconsciously snuggled closer, falling into the best sleep he had in these few days.
-
Wee :D
Fandom(s) : U-KISS
Pairing(s): KeMaru
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: Awful!English
Author's Notes: My second NaNoWriMo, and a rather bold decision, if I might say :)! Hopefully doesn't contain too much inaccuracies, and if it does, please ignore it? >_>?
Prologue :: Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7
Chapter 8 :: Chapter 9 :: Chapter 10 :: Chapter 11 :: Chapter 12 :: Chapter 13 :: Chapter 14 :: Chapter 15
Chapter 16 :: Chapter 17 :: Chapter 18 :: Chapter 19 :: Chapter 20 :: Chapter 21 :: Chapter 22
Chapter 23 :: Chapter 24 :: Chapter 25 :: Chapter 26 :: Chapter 27 :: Chapter 28 :: Chapter 29
It was suffocating, the silence that consumed them both every time they were together. In the first two days, Kibum would give a small smile and greet Kevin a good morning, while the younger nodded a little and looked away instantly. Kibum then fell into the same awkward state after that, the two only slightly nodding when they met as if to acknowledge the other’s presence.
In fact, it was so uncomfortable that Kibum felt like he had really became a proper chauffeur. He would head to the rear seats first and hold the door open for Kevin, wordlessly closing the door when the escort entered. Jogging to the driver’s seat, he would start the engine and drive the car out of the brothel, not once making eye contact. Kibum would then use a polite voice to inform Kevin of the location they were heading to, the time taken to reach there and repeat that he would be waiting at the lobby until after the appointment.
Quietly, the younger man would nod at those words and then look out of the window, reminding Kibum of how long it had been since he heard Kevin speak.
Kibum hadn’t found out the reason why Kevin was acting this way so suddenly, treating him like a total stranger. His behaviour to everyone else was normal, and that was what made Kibum even more puzzled. Because Kevin’s strange self would then be because of him without a need for doubt.
Even when walking around, the younger man would keep a distance between them when they usually had shoulders brushing together so frequently.
Just what did he do?
Everything he had done before Kevin’s change seemed normal, there wasn’t anything about Kevin’s reaction that was especially out of ordinary either. He tried remembering every single moment, but he couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when things went wrong.
Kevin fidgeted, having a gut feeling that Kibum was observing him through the rear view mirror. The older man had been doing so for a few days already, staring so intently that Kevin might just blurt out the truth behind his odd behaviour. Due to Kevin’s initial cold response to everything Kibum did, the older man soon stopped trying, more focused on fulfilling his job. Days became harder to bear, because despite Kibum being so near, it was as if they were separated by an ocean of unfamiliarity.
It was selfish for Kevin to want Kibum to keep trying, that he knew. But Kevin didn’t want them to end this way.
Would Kibum leave? That was what Kevin was doing, no? Chasing the older man away with all these emotionless fronts he was putting up. Eventually, anyone would leave. And then it would be a heartbreak, probably a lot worse than the pain he was already experiencing.
That he had driven out the only man that ever came so close, given up on the opportunity because he wasn’t confident in it.
Outside the window was a car driving parallel to theirs, and Kevin watched the couple chat happily away. The woman in the passenger’s seat pointed at a building not too far away before smiling widely, and then laughing while facing the man in the driver’s seat. Naturally, the man then pinched the woman’s cheeks, and even in another car, Kevin felt the bliss.
Kibum and him used to be that way, casually talking about anything under the sun and always wearing smiles. Even the dullest thing became a topic that ended with laughter, and even silence was comfortable. Until he ruined it, and he wasn’t certain if he could do anything to fix it.
“We’ve reached.” Kibum’s voice brought Kevin out of his temporary trance. The younger man took a second to recognise the place, before giving a nod as a wordless thanks and then stepping out of the car. Kibum kept hoping, clinging to the last of it for Kevin to turn around and give him a smile like he would before.
For the tenth time, he was left behind, disappointed.
-
Kibum burst out into laughter, smile not reaching his eyes as he tried to calm himself down. Taking in a deep breath and then letting it out, he regulated his irregular breathing by doing so for a few more times. It seemed ironic that he was so nervous when this was something he had grown so used to. He didn’t even have a speck of nervousness on the very first day he met Kevin, but maybe after going through so much, this made him anxious.
He lost his smugness, the kind that he usually has whenever he knew he would unconditionally have an upper hand over Kevin. Unable to keep his cool now, the man even had to pace around to help himself think through the situation carefully, trying his very best to concentrate.
What sort of Kevin would appear? Did he know he was the first appointment of the day? Would anything change between them? To use a casual tone or a polite tone? To act as if nothing had happened or slowly try to dismiss the tension? And as the many questions started clouding is mind once more, Kibum got more confused.
Kevin should be appearing any time soon, though. Surely he didn’t run away knowing Kibum was the one who took the time slot, did he?
“Argh…” Kibum growled, growing impatient.
“Sorry, did I take too long?” Kevin emerged from the backdoor of the brothel, biting his lower lip with uncertainty apparent in his eyes. Kibum blinked, face returning to the usual blank expression before shaking his head. He still wasn’t sure if Kevin was being distant or not, the two then exchanging glances when their eyes met. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” Kibum mildly replied, sighing internally. It wasn’t a warm greeting, but it wasn’t silent treatment like what he had been getting. Should he be glad?
Kevin hesitated while the two headed to the car, hands awkwardly placed as if hanging at the end of some invisible thread. Gathering his courage, he then gently held onto Kibum’s arm, slowly circling his arms around to hug it. He felt a subtle flinch when he first touched those arms, the very first contact they had in the past six days, and that made him afraid. Afraid that Kibum suddenly hated Kevin touching him, afraid that he couldn’t even do something so simple with Kibum anymore, and that made him coil his arms around Kibum’s tighter, as if to tie his heart down.
Kibum wasn’t sure if money influenced Kevin’s actions, and if it did, then he wasn’t sure if he should laugh or cry. Anger would have filled him up to the brim, annoyed with the younger being so easily manipulated by money. Yet he couldn’t be angry at the man he fell so deep in love with, especially when he was right beside him, clinging so close Kibum felt his heart race once more.
Leading the younger man to the rear seats, tentatively forgetting that he wasn’t a driver at the moment, Kibum then reached for the door. Kevin headed towards the front seat with a small smile instead, slightly tugging Kibum’s wrist to stop him from his chauffeuring duties.
“Ah.” Kibum sheepishly said, his expression not once softening.
Was he angry? Kevin bit the insides of his cheeks, fretfully entering the car. Kibum hasn’t returned any warm acts as a reply to Kevin’s attempts, and tasting Kibum’s bad mood once, Kevin really didn’t want to spoil their relationship further with another.
Panic was shown in his teary eyes, genuinely giving all he could to patch things up. He was always confusing himself, Kevin lamented, deciding on something and then executing it differently. When Kibum closed the door to the driver’s seat, instincts told him he didn’t care, leaning over the armrest and forcefully kissing Kibum on the lips.
Kibum cupped Kevin’s face, tenderly returning the affection and taming the other’s tongue. And the two hearts were not going to lie. It had been too long since they kissed that their hearts fluttered, softly hurting but also an addicting kind of pain. As if to prove that they were alive, they were in love with the other man, and therefore it hurts.
Such a slow kiss could go on forever with neither feeling breathless, the two memorising the rhythm of the other’s breathing against their cheeks. Despite the uncomfortable position, it was the most comfortable thing they had done in the past week, and it was like they left the heavy weight in their hearts somewhere else. The relief was incomparable, and Kevin could thank heavens for Kibum not pulling away.
And Kibum didn’t want to pull away. It wasn’t how he planned things to be, though he never really did have a plan, but he definitely didn’t want to stay in the car for the rest of it. Instead of pulling away, the older man held onto Kevin’s shoulder tightly and kissed fiercer, doing all he could to get them both out of breath. The moment came faster, with Kevin eager to return the passion, and it became a mutual agreement when they separated.
Panting, Kevin fought a smile, looking out of the window to hide his blushing cheeks.
Kibum almost groaned, until he saw the evident redness glowing from Kevin’s face that the younger couldn’t hide. Certain that Kevin wouldn’t be blatantly ignoring him any time soon, Kibum then started the car engine and headed towards a more private location.
His hand searched for Kevin’s, blindly lacing them together. Kevin didn’t retract his.
-
Who was he?
Kevin kept thinking during the car ride, trying to sink himself into a situation. Was Kibum the man he loved, Kim Kibum, or was Kibum the customer he has, someone that doesn’t need a name? Everything would be better if he treated Kibum like another nameless stranger he has to have sex with, to use a very objective perspective to judge the sex, to repeat the process with all the mechanical responses he had learnt.
Without a face, without a name, Kevin could then act like Kibum was just another man when having sex with him, and the man he was in love with was the man that drove him all about the city into the arms of someone else. And it was easier on his heart to imagine he was having emotionless sex with someone, instead of fighting his overwhelming emotions knowing it was Kibum he was doing all those intimate acts with but having to keep a normal front in case the older man realises.
Many people look forward to share their very first experience of sex with the person they love, the only one they will marry or had married. Kevin never had the chance, never understood why sex was sometimes called love making because it definitely didn’t make sense to him. Yet with the older man, he could see how the intimacy could be a way to bring a couple even closer, could help a loving couple create new “love”.
And so he couldn’t taint what love making means, setting his mind to treat Kibum like he was another man that would be leaving his life in no more than a year, if optimistic.
He forced himself to forget who that unique scent belonged to, forget the different way a certain man would kiss him, forget his feelings. As he threw himself into Kibum’s arms right after they exited the car, Kevin forced himself to think that he was now in the arms of a mid-thirties business man that had a pair of twins waiting for him at home. The man sought sexual relief from him because his wife couldn’t do just as good.
Kibum blindly led Kevin along, first heading to the first level to get a room. It was still too early in the morning for the hotel to have many people crowding at the lobby, and most of the few present were immersed in their own business, leaving the pair free to do their public display of affection as they pleased. The receptionist only grunted, then hurrying with the check-in process so the two could bring their heated kisses and obscene grinding to behind closed doors.
Kevin slipped in and out of consciousness as they made their way up into the room, sometimes melting into the embrace and other times flinching at the contact. Kibum tried to keep up with the changes, releasing his tight hold around Kevin when the younger tensed and doing the opposite when Kevin relaxed. The passion became burdensome, but Kibum couldn’t stop trying to accommodate the other. All he knew was that this was the closest he had gotten to eliminate all forms of awkwardness between them both and he wasn’t going to destroy it.
With a skilful hand, the older man then removed all traces of clothing on their bodies, tongue prodding further into Kevin’s mouth. The direct contact of both their naked forms finally sank into Kevin’s head, pass the lust, causing the younger man to hurriedly switch both their positions. He had worked so hard to build a profile for Kibum, imagining that he was a rather considerate customer and would sometimes touch him in his sensitive spots. However, if Kibum did what he had done that very night, all of Kevin’s efforts would go down into the drain.
Because no man, no other man could make him feel that way.
Straddling the other and grinding both their erections at a ragged pace, Kevin moaned sensually against Kibum’s lips, hastening every process to reduce chances of Kibum taking control. He weaved his fingers through Kibum’s hair, then tugged limply while Kibum stroked his back, fingers running down his spine as if admiring each and every vertebrae.
“Ugh.” Kevin purred, feeling the warm hands slide towards his waist, making him shudder in delight. He left his eyes half-lidded with desire, regretting instantly when he saw Kibum’s deep ones that drew him in. “Ki-Kibum…”
Kibum smiled gently, pulling Kevin closer once more to kiss the younger. He could feel Kevin fidget against him, apparently needy for more than just that. Although he wasn’t sure if the timing was right, he then followed Kevin’s speed and entered the younger with him guiding his member.
Kevin grabbed onto his own length before Kibum could, determined to get in the way of all Kibum’s possible attempts. Remembering that he needn’t have to release if he was attending to a normal customer, Kevin then held onto the pulsating erection without stroking it, mewling softly only to excite the other.
“Do you need help?” Kibum’s low voice instantly got Kevin biting back his want. Without any other warning, Kibum gently pried away Kevin’s fingers from his own length and helped the younger pump his erection.
“N-No…” Kevin gasped, arching his back so sharply that his chest came in contact with Kibum’s even though a certain distance need to be kept for the older man to properly thrust into him. Kibum didn’t seem to hear his weak protest, the other hand guiding Kevin’s chin such that both their lips met again. “Ngh, s-stop.”
“It just started getting fun.” Kibum smirked. Surely Kevin didn’t think he would listen, did he? Things had just begun, and he was finally eliciting some proper responses from Kevin. The said man was writhing against him, entrance engulfing his own leaking member, of course there was no way he was going to just stop.
Kevin whimpered, feeling Kibum shift his position to above him, then thrusting in a steady tempo once more. His length was continuously tended to with friction caused by Kibum’s hand, leaving him unable to even murmur an objection, lips only muttering strings of incoherence as if persuading Kibum to keep going.
The climax of both men soon arrived, simultaneously releasing their load. Kibum filled Kevin while the younger came into Kibum’s hand, the two then finally separating with the older man pulling out. Catching his breath, Kevin then laid limp on the bed, eyes tiredly closing.
Kibum gently held onto Kevin’s shoulder, the younger turning around at the contact. Kevin felt a certain wet feeling on him, then realising that Kibum had smeared his cum over his shoulder. Before he could scrunch his face up in disgust and head over to the bathroom to wash himself though, Kibum attached his lips and tenderly licked up the load. He saw Kibum stare into his own eyes, observing him thoroughly, and already, he couldn’t ease his pounding heart.
This might have been where things went wrong, Kibum thought, testing his hypothesis out and memorising Kevin’s reaction. When he made sure he finished licking up all the cum he had left on Kevin’s shoulder, he pressed a short kiss on the same area, finally pulling away.
Kevin didn’t move for a moment, finally tearing his eyes away after snapping out of his trance. Calming himself down and deciding that the nameless and faceless man he had sex with also liked cuddling, he made himself turn around and hug Kibum’s form instantly, eyes tightly shut. He didn’t want to see Kibum’s face, the one that makes him dizzy and confused. At such proximity with eyes closed, however, the exclusive scent Kibum became more obvious.
Kibum frowned slightly, pulling the bed covers over both their bodies and then hugging Kevin snugly. The younger’s response was still perplexing, but with Kevin’s breathing slowly steadying, maybe this wasn’t the right time to think about it. Slightly pulling away to see Kevin’s serene sleeping face, a smile then made its way up Kibum’s features, assured that the younger was getting the rest he deserved.
He stroked Kevin’s soft locks with his clean hand, then humming gently as if singing a lullaby to a little child. Without much movement, he brought Kevin close to him again, own eyes losing to fatigue.
Kevin unconsciously snuggled closer, falling into the best sleep he had in these few days.
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Wee :D