Behind the Sex - Chapter 32
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
Chapter 30 :: Chapter 31
It was hard to act indifferent once more, Kevin sighed, hugging Teddy as he rolled around in bed. His real thoughts were getting more transparent the more he tried to cover it up, and it was bad. That he leaned in closer every single time Kibum appeared beside him, that he allowed Kibum to call him Sunghyun even if it was for a very short time. He wasn’t sure if the older man caught all these, especially when Kevin used to have a violent reaction towards Kibum whispering that name.
An uncontrollable small smile played across Kevin’s lips, remembering how sweet his name sounded once more. The gentle call Kibum voiced out, eyes boring straight into his soul that Kevin could be fully clothed and feel like he was naked before the older man nevertheless. Kevin tightened his embrace around Teddy at the thought, then giggling softly, tentatively forgetting his worries.
It was hard, also, to not think about the way they went out together and spent time with each other. Like every other time, Kibum made Kevin feel like he was just on a normal date with a friend, that he was an equal and not someone inferior. The two of them could blend into a Sunday crowd like a pair of brothers and no one would raise even an eyebrow, and that was the magic he felt from Kibum alone.
“What should I do, Teddy?” Kevin whispered, as though the wall would give his secret away if he was just a decibel louder.
Maybe it would be better for him to act normal, completely fine, around the older man. It wouldn’t alert Kibum, because then, he wouldn’t be even the slightest bit of evasive. Things would be as usual, except that Kevin would be more conscious of his palpitating heart, but that’d be all.
“Is that it?” The male sighed, tugging on the stuffed arms of the bear before him, treating the toy like a human child instead. “Should I do that?”
The silent smile the stuffed toy always wore somehow comforted Kevin, as he hugged it again, humming gently with an unnoticeable nod.
-
The game plan was to act like he usually did, that certain friendly way that would help him avoid sudden random acts of friendly affection from the older man. With a carefully high level of alertness, Kevin would then try to catch any hint of the other reciprocating his feelings.
Forget about whatever he had said about not being able to love and all, for he was starting to get fidgety instead. A gesture, a smile, a possessive touch, anything - Kevin wanted them. He didn't want to be isolated from the crowd, he wanted a break from what he was used to. Kibum could spoil Kevin's future plan of living a quiet life before he dies, and Kevin wouldn't mind because that had been what he wanted fourteen years ago.
To be loved. Truthfully, sincerely, by the whole of one's heart.
“Morning!” Kevin chirped, rehearsing the lines he had planned out. He gave a smile and tried not to make it too bright since it would look unnatural. It was, definitely, still awkward for him to act so friendly - he wished he hadn’t found out he was in love. “How’s your…Did you sleep well?”
A knock on his door made him jump a little, surprise evident on his previously bright face.
“Kevin.” A familiar low voice sounded, and Kevin hurriedly covered his mouth as if it could bring back those conversation-starters he practised just a moment ago. “Are you there? You’re running late.”
“Late?!” Kevin swiftly gave his mirror image a last glance, running to grab his keys and wallet on the table. Slipping into his shoes, he then unlocked the door and exited, before locking the door from the outside. “Um, hi.”
“Morning.” Kibum chuckled, ruffling Kevin’s hair affectionately. He then turned towards the exit, purposefully swinging his arm but not reaching for the younger’s hand. Kevin clung onto it quickly, smiling brightly when the older man gave him an amused look. “Let’s go.”
“Mm.”
-
Kevin couldn’t deny how good it felt to come to terms with his feelings. It was as though he dropped two bags called burden, one on each of his shoulders, into some trash can. The best thing yet - Kibum didn’t seem to dislike it. Instead, he was smiling in reply to all the random grins he got from the younger.
It was an expected change, sure, but Kibum was hesitant to believe it was actually happening. The only thing pushing him towards this reality was the constant attention Kevin showered him with. Random smiles, small conversations, and a few shy glances from the corner of those eyes.
“I like this song.” Kevin started, gently swaying to the music playing from the radio. It was a mid-tempo song with a strong beat contrasting to the light melody, complementing the male singer’s voice. And that voice was smooth, with a certain vibe that was just so attractive. “I like the singer too.”
“I would think so.” Kibum smiled at the small dance Kevin was doing, chuckling slightly when Kevin forgot if he was supposed to sway left or right. “What are you thinking of?”
“Hm?” Kevin distractedly replied, realising his clumsiness may have attracted the older’s attention. And how did he know? Was Kibum watching him all this time? Perhaps he should start searching for clues, because maybe, just maybe, the older man liked him the same way. Teddy did say to do that, afterall.
“You’re distracted.”
“Oh, um, was wondering what this genre is called.” Kevin quickly made up, laughing nervously. It wasn’t everyday he could lie to Kibum’s face, but today he really couldn’t let the older know the truth.
Please.
“Rhythm and Blues.”
The traffic possibly worked in his favour, Kevin thought as he quietly sighed in relief. The road was quite deserted of cars and hence Kibum could go through many junctions without having to stop. That easily meant concentrating on the driving as the older man went at a speed of eighty five kilometres per hour ahead.
“Ah, pretty name too.” The younger man lamely continued, fiddling with his seatbelt slightly. He tugged it away from him and let it return to its place against his chest, and repeated the same mechanical actions to busy himself, in case he starts looking awkward because his mind is obviously somewhere else.
While it was easy to state that he was going to search for hints of love from the older, it was another story trying to pinpoint what exactly is an action made out of love. What if it was all friendly? What if it was all figments of his imagination? What if it was all just a misunderstanding at the end of the day?
Kevin turned to face Kibum, lips pursed as he considered how he should go about examining the older’s every move.
“-vin, Kevin? Hey?” Kibum frowned, finally tearing his eyes off the road as he slowed the car down at a hard shoulder, making sure no car was speeding behind him that could possibly collide into them. The older couldn’t understand how his words could go unheard when Kevin was staring right into his eyes, and how Kevin didn’t look like he was actually registering what he saw. In fact, it was natural that the very moment anything you’re staring at has a slight variation, you snap out of a daze instantly. “Kevin?”
“Argh!” Kevin groaned, a reaction two seconds late, messing up his hair as he lost himself in his train of thoughts. “This will never work out.”
“What?” A quiet voice, and Kevin could almost shrug it off as his inner voice when he stopped breathing.
“Oh no, I didn’t just think out loud. I didn’t. Did I?” The younger anxiously fiddled with his seatbelt some more, shifting uncomfortably in his seat as his eyes widened. “H-How much- You didn’t hear a thing. Yeah, aha.”
“Kevin, you’re acting weird.” Kibum bit back any more words, seeing Kevin lower his head as if guilty of something.
“L-Let me be.”
Kibum sighed, accelerating the car once more. Kevin would need some time to adjust back into the friendly Kevin, since he had been avoiding Kibum just a few days ago.
Right, that might just be the reason.
-
Kibum drove silently for the rest of the journey, before going into the driveway right outside the hotel lobby to let Kevin alight. He then turned to the younger and smiled slightly, as if signalling the other that they have arrived. The escort mumbled a quick apology with a brief, half-hearted smile, and then hurriedly leaving the car as if it could suffocate him if he stayed a second longer.
Even Kevin couldn’t tell if he was apologising for previously, or for spacing out even now.
Closing the door behind him, Kevin took a big breath, then turning around. Kibum seemed to be anticipating this, giving a slight wave as Kevin faced him, and then leaving the driveway after the younger returned the gesture.
“W-Well, at least he waved.” Kevin bit his lower lip, checking the time and realising he needed to find his customer’s room in a minute. “Damn.”
As the escort walked briskly into the hotel, Kibum, on the other hand, headed straight into the underground car park. He had to wait for the one-hour business to end, and his usual habit was to do some homework at the hotel lobby. Apparently there was some preparatory essay he needed to finish in three days, so might as well, the man thought.
Easily reversing into a vacant car park lot, Kibum picked up his belongings and locked his car after he exited. There was something that left a subtle frown etched on his forehead, despite the otherwise calm expression. As he entered the lift and pressed the button for the ground floor, he couldn’t shake the feeling that things weren’t as he thought.
Something about Kevin’s behaviour is off, and it wasn’t because he was uncomfortable of adjusting back to being on friendly terms with Kibum.
-
Kevin weighed his options as he laid with limbs sprawled out, stark naked. Watching the ceiling with a sigh, he then reached for his phone to check the time. It had only been about half an hour, too quick, and Kevin thought once more if he should execute that idea of his.
He searched for the contact list on his phone, and his finger hovered over the name of the only individual contact he had. Kevin wondered idly if Kibum had a way to tell if someone was lying, even over a phone call. Before he could come up with an answer, however, he already called the other man.
“Yes?” Kibum asked, though sounding a little confused. “It hasn’t been long, is he gone already?”
“Yeah.” Kevin hummed, the other hand’s fingers half-consciously stroking his exposed length. Kibum’s voice still sounds as enchanting as ever, but a little deeper over the phone. This sort of voice…it would be perfect for phone sex, but Kevin had other plans in mind. “But I need a favour from you.”
Kibum paused for a moment, not responding, before voicing out his question. “Favour?”
“He was called for an emergency meeting, but we were doing foreplay at that moment. Then of course he hurried the climaxing and now I’m kinda left hanging.” Kevin fibbed, despite the first half being obviously true. He barely got himself erected though, which was the only lie, and the single reason his fingers were busily massaging his member. “So you would do me a great favour getting rid of this erection while not paying for it. Cause obviously I need help and it’s not fair to charge you for what I need.”
“…” Kevin held his breath, wondering if he was such a blatant liar. “I’m not sure about the pay thing. The headquarters-”
“It has only been half an hour. That man hasn’t even used all the time he bought, and escorts are supposed to follow a minimum one hour rule.” Kevin cleverly rebutted, eyeing his slightly erected member. Was this convincing enough? While not paying attention, his fingers accidentally brushed over the tip of the length, releasing a soft whimper from his lips.
“Well…all right. Just this once. I don’t like taking you as a free ride.” Kibum sighed, and Kevin heard some rustling sound from the other end of the line. “Your room number?”
“831.” Kevin smiled softly, then hanging up. He eyed his phone one last time, before leaving it on the side table, and then looking up at the ceiling once more.
Was Kibum not willing to take Kevin as a free ride the only reason why he always paid up so religiously? Kevin knew he should feel angry, or at least upset, that Kibum placed a price on Kevin’s body like every other man out there. Yet there was something deeper about his rationale, something that said Kevin wasn’t just someone to be bought, used and thrown aside.
That it was only basic respect to pay Kevin for what had been decided as his price.
-
Kevin ushered the older man in, while Kibum closed the door behind him, leaving his belongings on the dressing table. The younger then hugged Kibum from behind him, hands reaching to remove the shirt from the other man.
“Kevin.” Kibum blinked, holding onto the said man’s roaming hands before turning around. “Don’t you want to get off?”
“Yeah, I do.” Kevin nodded, leaning closer to kiss the other man. Kibum didn’t resist, following the flow Kevin set up for the both of them.
Because he didn’t want to simply get off. He wanted the entire procedure.
Pulling Kibum’s shirt over his head, Kevin slid his finger down the well-toned body, throwing the offending material in his other hand to the other end of the room. Kibum chuckled lightly at his actions, leaning lower to kiss the younger fiercely, introducing his tongue into Kevin’s welcoming mouth. He then teased the other’s tongue, lips continuously pressed against Kevin’s as if to transfer all the passion from one body to another.
While Kibum steered the open-mouthed kisses, Kevin continued the undressing of the man before him. It wasn’t long before Kevin could grind against human skin, feeling Kibum’s member slowly turn hard alongside his. He moaned, leaning closer towards the older man in hopes for a friction that will burn.
Like how his body was burning.
Kibum accommodated to every single one of Kevin’s silent pleas, who had all words unspoken in between each whimper. Moving his hips to the comfortable rhythm Kevin set, Kibum shifted both bodies closer towards the bed, not minding the way the younger hugged his waist with those bare legs. The weight of the escort never did bother him, and probably never will. He chuckled lightly as Kevin then hung onto his neck, panting a little for air before returning to the fierce exchange of lust with their tongues.
It couldn’t get any gentler than this, Kevin thought, as he landed softly on the bed clinging to the older man.
Removing the other man’s limbs off from his body slowly, Kibum then had more room to admire Kevin’s curves with his hands. Not losing the chance to tease the writhing boy beneath him, he stroked down the middle of the escort’s body to see it arch up in response. Kevin whined softly, then cut off by a quick kiss against his voice box.
“Now…” Kevin managed, though in a rather breathy voice.
Complying within seconds, Kevin then found himself enjoying Kibum’s intrusion. Both riding the heat of the moment, the younger then laced his fingers through Kibum’s hair, loosely tugging, Slowly, steadily, they rocked back and forth, building up for their release.
The ragged pace of their breathing calmed down from the earlier high, as Kibum supported himself on his arms to lightly nibble on the other’s lips. Kevin hummed while he combed Kibum’s soft locks with his fingers that were tangled in the slight mess, smiling softly.
Throbbing, both their erections were throbbing, but it didn’t give either of them a reason to rush the process.
It grew painful, but all the more precious, with every thrust Kibum did. Kevin shuddered, feeling his leaking length threatening to release at any moment soon. It showed on his face, the need to let himself go, causing Kibum to fulfil the urge of leaning lower to kiss the frown etched on his otherwise smooth forehead.
And it came, the wave of bliss that washed through their entire body. Kibum came inside of Kevin with a groan, filling the younger man up and then triggering the escort’s own release. The mess within the two did its job to serve as a reminder of the reality - that euphoria wasn’t unattainable, because they have reached it.
The sensation left both men silent, only smiling softly as they exchanged glances.
-
“You’re thinking too much.” Kevin sighed, splashing cold water on his face. While bringing his face towel to clean up the water droplets gathering at his chin, he looked up into the mirror to see his own pitiful look after a long day.
Gentle smiles, friendly nods, simple waves. A soft chuckle here and there, the usual sex between them, and soon it all ends with a swift goodbye. There was nothing about anything, even if Kevin tried reading too much into the smallest factor of a vaguely different action. There was nothing to it, and it was as simple as that.
He mocked that person looking straight into his eyes through a reflective surface. He found that pathetic person in the mirror so stupid, so foolish, to ever believe in something that could never be. Why did he even hope in the first place? It only made him see how worthless he truly is. Along with the fact that he had no idea of his real worth, and actually needed something to prove it.
Yet it was known long ago. So long ago that Kevin felt miserable, and so, so useless that he still cries at the thought of never being loved. The fact now more cruel, because Kevin found someone who could finally love him. Someone that he could also love in return.
But the possibility of Kibum loving him?
“Like it would ever happen.”
-
Happy Valentine's Day! Spend it with every single person you love, and spread the love in the air <3
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
Chapter 30 :: Chapter 31
It was hard to act indifferent once more, Kevin sighed, hugging Teddy as he rolled around in bed. His real thoughts were getting more transparent the more he tried to cover it up, and it was bad. That he leaned in closer every single time Kibum appeared beside him, that he allowed Kibum to call him Sunghyun even if it was for a very short time. He wasn’t sure if the older man caught all these, especially when Kevin used to have a violent reaction towards Kibum whispering that name.
An uncontrollable small smile played across Kevin’s lips, remembering how sweet his name sounded once more. The gentle call Kibum voiced out, eyes boring straight into his soul that Kevin could be fully clothed and feel like he was naked before the older man nevertheless. Kevin tightened his embrace around Teddy at the thought, then giggling softly, tentatively forgetting his worries.
It was hard, also, to not think about the way they went out together and spent time with each other. Like every other time, Kibum made Kevin feel like he was just on a normal date with a friend, that he was an equal and not someone inferior. The two of them could blend into a Sunday crowd like a pair of brothers and no one would raise even an eyebrow, and that was the magic he felt from Kibum alone.
“What should I do, Teddy?” Kevin whispered, as though the wall would give his secret away if he was just a decibel louder.
Maybe it would be better for him to act normal, completely fine, around the older man. It wouldn’t alert Kibum, because then, he wouldn’t be even the slightest bit of evasive. Things would be as usual, except that Kevin would be more conscious of his palpitating heart, but that’d be all.
“Is that it?” The male sighed, tugging on the stuffed arms of the bear before him, treating the toy like a human child instead. “Should I do that?”
The silent smile the stuffed toy always wore somehow comforted Kevin, as he hugged it again, humming gently with an unnoticeable nod.
-
The game plan was to act like he usually did, that certain friendly way that would help him avoid sudden random acts of friendly affection from the older man. With a carefully high level of alertness, Kevin would then try to catch any hint of the other reciprocating his feelings.
Forget about whatever he had said about not being able to love and all, for he was starting to get fidgety instead. A gesture, a smile, a possessive touch, anything - Kevin wanted them. He didn't want to be isolated from the crowd, he wanted a break from what he was used to. Kibum could spoil Kevin's future plan of living a quiet life before he dies, and Kevin wouldn't mind because that had been what he wanted fourteen years ago.
To be loved. Truthfully, sincerely, by the whole of one's heart.
“Morning!” Kevin chirped, rehearsing the lines he had planned out. He gave a smile and tried not to make it too bright since it would look unnatural. It was, definitely, still awkward for him to act so friendly - he wished he hadn’t found out he was in love. “How’s your…Did you sleep well?”
A knock on his door made him jump a little, surprise evident on his previously bright face.
“Kevin.” A familiar low voice sounded, and Kevin hurriedly covered his mouth as if it could bring back those conversation-starters he practised just a moment ago. “Are you there? You’re running late.”
“Late?!” Kevin swiftly gave his mirror image a last glance, running to grab his keys and wallet on the table. Slipping into his shoes, he then unlocked the door and exited, before locking the door from the outside. “Um, hi.”
“Morning.” Kibum chuckled, ruffling Kevin’s hair affectionately. He then turned towards the exit, purposefully swinging his arm but not reaching for the younger’s hand. Kevin clung onto it quickly, smiling brightly when the older man gave him an amused look. “Let’s go.”
“Mm.”
-
Kevin couldn’t deny how good it felt to come to terms with his feelings. It was as though he dropped two bags called burden, one on each of his shoulders, into some trash can. The best thing yet - Kibum didn’t seem to dislike it. Instead, he was smiling in reply to all the random grins he got from the younger.
It was an expected change, sure, but Kibum was hesitant to believe it was actually happening. The only thing pushing him towards this reality was the constant attention Kevin showered him with. Random smiles, small conversations, and a few shy glances from the corner of those eyes.
“I like this song.” Kevin started, gently swaying to the music playing from the radio. It was a mid-tempo song with a strong beat contrasting to the light melody, complementing the male singer’s voice. And that voice was smooth, with a certain vibe that was just so attractive. “I like the singer too.”
“I would think so.” Kibum smiled at the small dance Kevin was doing, chuckling slightly when Kevin forgot if he was supposed to sway left or right. “What are you thinking of?”
“Hm?” Kevin distractedly replied, realising his clumsiness may have attracted the older’s attention. And how did he know? Was Kibum watching him all this time? Perhaps he should start searching for clues, because maybe, just maybe, the older man liked him the same way. Teddy did say to do that, afterall.
“You’re distracted.”
“Oh, um, was wondering what this genre is called.” Kevin quickly made up, laughing nervously. It wasn’t everyday he could lie to Kibum’s face, but today he really couldn’t let the older know the truth.
Please.
“Rhythm and Blues.”
The traffic possibly worked in his favour, Kevin thought as he quietly sighed in relief. The road was quite deserted of cars and hence Kibum could go through many junctions without having to stop. That easily meant concentrating on the driving as the older man went at a speed of eighty five kilometres per hour ahead.
“Ah, pretty name too.” The younger man lamely continued, fiddling with his seatbelt slightly. He tugged it away from him and let it return to its place against his chest, and repeated the same mechanical actions to busy himself, in case he starts looking awkward because his mind is obviously somewhere else.
While it was easy to state that he was going to search for hints of love from the older, it was another story trying to pinpoint what exactly is an action made out of love. What if it was all friendly? What if it was all figments of his imagination? What if it was all just a misunderstanding at the end of the day?
Kevin turned to face Kibum, lips pursed as he considered how he should go about examining the older’s every move.
“-vin, Kevin? Hey?” Kibum frowned, finally tearing his eyes off the road as he slowed the car down at a hard shoulder, making sure no car was speeding behind him that could possibly collide into them. The older couldn’t understand how his words could go unheard when Kevin was staring right into his eyes, and how Kevin didn’t look like he was actually registering what he saw. In fact, it was natural that the very moment anything you’re staring at has a slight variation, you snap out of a daze instantly. “Kevin?”
“Argh!” Kevin groaned, a reaction two seconds late, messing up his hair as he lost himself in his train of thoughts. “This will never work out.”
“What?” A quiet voice, and Kevin could almost shrug it off as his inner voice when he stopped breathing.
“Oh no, I didn’t just think out loud. I didn’t. Did I?” The younger anxiously fiddled with his seatbelt some more, shifting uncomfortably in his seat as his eyes widened. “H-How much- You didn’t hear a thing. Yeah, aha.”
“Kevin, you’re acting weird.” Kibum bit back any more words, seeing Kevin lower his head as if guilty of something.
“L-Let me be.”
Kibum sighed, accelerating the car once more. Kevin would need some time to adjust back into the friendly Kevin, since he had been avoiding Kibum just a few days ago.
Right, that might just be the reason.
-
Kibum drove silently for the rest of the journey, before going into the driveway right outside the hotel lobby to let Kevin alight. He then turned to the younger and smiled slightly, as if signalling the other that they have arrived. The escort mumbled a quick apology with a brief, half-hearted smile, and then hurriedly leaving the car as if it could suffocate him if he stayed a second longer.
Even Kevin couldn’t tell if he was apologising for previously, or for spacing out even now.
Closing the door behind him, Kevin took a big breath, then turning around. Kibum seemed to be anticipating this, giving a slight wave as Kevin faced him, and then leaving the driveway after the younger returned the gesture.
“W-Well, at least he waved.” Kevin bit his lower lip, checking the time and realising he needed to find his customer’s room in a minute. “Damn.”
As the escort walked briskly into the hotel, Kibum, on the other hand, headed straight into the underground car park. He had to wait for the one-hour business to end, and his usual habit was to do some homework at the hotel lobby. Apparently there was some preparatory essay he needed to finish in three days, so might as well, the man thought.
Easily reversing into a vacant car park lot, Kibum picked up his belongings and locked his car after he exited. There was something that left a subtle frown etched on his forehead, despite the otherwise calm expression. As he entered the lift and pressed the button for the ground floor, he couldn’t shake the feeling that things weren’t as he thought.
Something about Kevin’s behaviour is off, and it wasn’t because he was uncomfortable of adjusting back to being on friendly terms with Kibum.
-
Kevin weighed his options as he laid with limbs sprawled out, stark naked. Watching the ceiling with a sigh, he then reached for his phone to check the time. It had only been about half an hour, too quick, and Kevin thought once more if he should execute that idea of his.
He searched for the contact list on his phone, and his finger hovered over the name of the only individual contact he had. Kevin wondered idly if Kibum had a way to tell if someone was lying, even over a phone call. Before he could come up with an answer, however, he already called the other man.
“Yes?” Kibum asked, though sounding a little confused. “It hasn’t been long, is he gone already?”
“Yeah.” Kevin hummed, the other hand’s fingers half-consciously stroking his exposed length. Kibum’s voice still sounds as enchanting as ever, but a little deeper over the phone. This sort of voice…it would be perfect for phone sex, but Kevin had other plans in mind. “But I need a favour from you.”
Kibum paused for a moment, not responding, before voicing out his question. “Favour?”
“He was called for an emergency meeting, but we were doing foreplay at that moment. Then of course he hurried the climaxing and now I’m kinda left hanging.” Kevin fibbed, despite the first half being obviously true. He barely got himself erected though, which was the only lie, and the single reason his fingers were busily massaging his member. “So you would do me a great favour getting rid of this erection while not paying for it. Cause obviously I need help and it’s not fair to charge you for what I need.”
“…” Kevin held his breath, wondering if he was such a blatant liar. “I’m not sure about the pay thing. The headquarters-”
“It has only been half an hour. That man hasn’t even used all the time he bought, and escorts are supposed to follow a minimum one hour rule.” Kevin cleverly rebutted, eyeing his slightly erected member. Was this convincing enough? While not paying attention, his fingers accidentally brushed over the tip of the length, releasing a soft whimper from his lips.
“Well…all right. Just this once. I don’t like taking you as a free ride.” Kibum sighed, and Kevin heard some rustling sound from the other end of the line. “Your room number?”
“831.” Kevin smiled softly, then hanging up. He eyed his phone one last time, before leaving it on the side table, and then looking up at the ceiling once more.
Was Kibum not willing to take Kevin as a free ride the only reason why he always paid up so religiously? Kevin knew he should feel angry, or at least upset, that Kibum placed a price on Kevin’s body like every other man out there. Yet there was something deeper about his rationale, something that said Kevin wasn’t just someone to be bought, used and thrown aside.
That it was only basic respect to pay Kevin for what had been decided as his price.
-
Kevin ushered the older man in, while Kibum closed the door behind him, leaving his belongings on the dressing table. The younger then hugged Kibum from behind him, hands reaching to remove the shirt from the other man.
“Kevin.” Kibum blinked, holding onto the said man’s roaming hands before turning around. “Don’t you want to get off?”
“Yeah, I do.” Kevin nodded, leaning closer to kiss the other man. Kibum didn’t resist, following the flow Kevin set up for the both of them.
Because he didn’t want to simply get off. He wanted the entire procedure.
Pulling Kibum’s shirt over his head, Kevin slid his finger down the well-toned body, throwing the offending material in his other hand to the other end of the room. Kibum chuckled lightly at his actions, leaning lower to kiss the younger fiercely, introducing his tongue into Kevin’s welcoming mouth. He then teased the other’s tongue, lips continuously pressed against Kevin’s as if to transfer all the passion from one body to another.
While Kibum steered the open-mouthed kisses, Kevin continued the undressing of the man before him. It wasn’t long before Kevin could grind against human skin, feeling Kibum’s member slowly turn hard alongside his. He moaned, leaning closer towards the older man in hopes for a friction that will burn.
Like how his body was burning.
Kibum accommodated to every single one of Kevin’s silent pleas, who had all words unspoken in between each whimper. Moving his hips to the comfortable rhythm Kevin set, Kibum shifted both bodies closer towards the bed, not minding the way the younger hugged his waist with those bare legs. The weight of the escort never did bother him, and probably never will. He chuckled lightly as Kevin then hung onto his neck, panting a little for air before returning to the fierce exchange of lust with their tongues.
It couldn’t get any gentler than this, Kevin thought, as he landed softly on the bed clinging to the older man.
Removing the other man’s limbs off from his body slowly, Kibum then had more room to admire Kevin’s curves with his hands. Not losing the chance to tease the writhing boy beneath him, he stroked down the middle of the escort’s body to see it arch up in response. Kevin whined softly, then cut off by a quick kiss against his voice box.
“Now…” Kevin managed, though in a rather breathy voice.
Complying within seconds, Kevin then found himself enjoying Kibum’s intrusion. Both riding the heat of the moment, the younger then laced his fingers through Kibum’s hair, loosely tugging, Slowly, steadily, they rocked back and forth, building up for their release.
The ragged pace of their breathing calmed down from the earlier high, as Kibum supported himself on his arms to lightly nibble on the other’s lips. Kevin hummed while he combed Kibum’s soft locks with his fingers that were tangled in the slight mess, smiling softly.
Throbbing, both their erections were throbbing, but it didn’t give either of them a reason to rush the process.
It grew painful, but all the more precious, with every thrust Kibum did. Kevin shuddered, feeling his leaking length threatening to release at any moment soon. It showed on his face, the need to let himself go, causing Kibum to fulfil the urge of leaning lower to kiss the frown etched on his otherwise smooth forehead.
And it came, the wave of bliss that washed through their entire body. Kibum came inside of Kevin with a groan, filling the younger man up and then triggering the escort’s own release. The mess within the two did its job to serve as a reminder of the reality - that euphoria wasn’t unattainable, because they have reached it.
The sensation left both men silent, only smiling softly as they exchanged glances.
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“You’re thinking too much.” Kevin sighed, splashing cold water on his face. While bringing his face towel to clean up the water droplets gathering at his chin, he looked up into the mirror to see his own pitiful look after a long day.
Gentle smiles, friendly nods, simple waves. A soft chuckle here and there, the usual sex between them, and soon it all ends with a swift goodbye. There was nothing about anything, even if Kevin tried reading too much into the smallest factor of a vaguely different action. There was nothing to it, and it was as simple as that.
He mocked that person looking straight into his eyes through a reflective surface. He found that pathetic person in the mirror so stupid, so foolish, to ever believe in something that could never be. Why did he even hope in the first place? It only made him see how worthless he truly is. Along with the fact that he had no idea of his real worth, and actually needed something to prove it.
Yet it was known long ago. So long ago that Kevin felt miserable, and so, so useless that he still cries at the thought of never being loved. The fact now more cruel, because Kevin found someone who could finally love him. Someone that he could also love in return.
But the possibility of Kibum loving him?
“Like it would ever happen.”
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Happy Valentine's Day! Spend it with every single person you love, and spread the love in the air <3