The Beacon; My Siren - Chap 23B [CONTINUED!!]
CHAPTER 23 PART B:
CONTINUED!
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PART B -- CONTINUED
I stared up at Yunho after my bold suggestion. His eyes were locked with mine-those beautiful almond orbs-and his bottom lip quivered ever so slightly. My peripheral vision soaked up the pale pink of his lips until all I saw were shades of soft pink and almond brown.
Beneath the sheets my heart was pounding. Achingly so. With each quickened beat, my breath grew shallower. My chest was rising and falling against the sheets, the soft material kissing my naked skin.
Still locked in Yunho’s gaze, the sheets covering me couldn’t have felt any thinner. It felt as though every rise and dip of my body was visible, as if the sheets were a second skin, concealing nothing. The way Yunho was looking at me, I couldn’t even be sure anymore if the sheets were even still covering me.
I felt so bare. I felt so desperate for his touch.
“I dare you to kiss me,” I breathed out softly. “Everywhere…”
Where had all my shyness gone? I’d never shown my body to any adult but I was practically begging Yunho to throw the sheets off and touch me all over. Touch me where it was warmest…
Something had changed in his eyes but he still remained paralyzed. Sheets pressed against my flesh again and I burned even warmer. I didn’t want the velvety material touching me anymore-I wanted calloused fingertips ghosting over me and then gripping me where it burned.
“Yunho…” I moved closer to him, my eyelids feeling heavier. “If where you are is cold…” I could smell my shampoo in his hair as I tilted my head up. “Then where I am is warm. Very warm.” And then I kissed him. I kissed him hard and without remorse.
My fierce kiss broke the spell and Yunho’s tongue leapt forward into action. My burning erection twitched at the passionate reciprocation and I cupped his jaw with my hand, pulling him closer.
He was almost on top of me now. His body pressed against mine through the bedcover. I could feel the hard muscles of his hiker’s thighs press into me from either side. It wasn’t enough for my sides to feel them though; my hands were dying to grasp them and feel the extent of their tightness. So feel they did. Through the thick material of his jeans I gripped his thighs and squeezed. I could definitely feel the power in them thrumming in wait of action.
That’s when my kissing began to falter-the moment I remembered that not just any man was on top of me. This guy abseiled and could support most of his body weight with his arms as he climbed up giant rocks. What did I do? Nothing. What muscles did I have to offer? None. What gift in my physique did I have to boast about? Not a thing.
And with that the boldness left me. It scurried back to whatever cave it came from. I was left a puny blob under the sheets, wishing I could superglue them to my body. Good job, JaeJoong, you stupid fool. You had nothing to offer him but acted as if you did.
His thumb stroked across my collarbone and I felt sick to the stomach. Butterflies crashed about somewhere inside me, trying to get out. The fluttering only worsened when I felt his fingers move past my collarbone and onto the edges of the bedcover. The bedcover and sheets lowered a few inches. Cold air rushed around one of my nipples-but thankfully only one of them.
Yunho’s kissing diverted away from my mouth and left a trail across my cheek. The soft clumps of his hair against my cheek and neck were a gentle contrast to the slight prickles of his jaw. I had to stop myself from shivering.
A barely audible gasp flew from my mouth as one of his thumbs found my exposed nipple and swiped across it before climbing to the peak and rubbing it around in circular motions.
Beneath the sheets the rest of my body was crying out for his attention. It was such a shame that my body was so underwhelming. I wanted to offer up the best to him-not the dull sack of bones I owned.
His mouth came down onto mine again. He kissed me harder and harder, the rubbing of my nipple intensifying until I was all but crying into his mouth.
“Oh god…” he breathed against me, nuzzling his nose against mine. “Oh…sweet…JaeJoong…”
I thought he was going to kiss me (even lifted my lips up for him again) but got nothing. I opened my eyes to a white ceiling.
There was warm breath by my nipple and then complete wetness. His tongue was stroking me and his teeth were grazing me. And like an elastic wound up too tight, my back sprung up, pushing me further into his mouth.
Lost in passion, I covered my eyes and forehead with the back of my arm. It was the worst thing I could have done-there was nothing left to keep the bedcover trapped firmly over me. It slipped down a few more inches with my arching back, freeing my remaining nipple and a considerable amount of torso. This new freedom was not lost on Yunho. His mouth slipped down over my other nipple, leaving my pampered one to stick up in greed.
I whimpered loudly as Yunho’s fingers tugged at the sheets, revealing more of my skin, inch by inch. It was torture. The more he slid the covers down to expose more of me, the more I wanted to cry-and not from pleasure.
The arm covering my eyes blocked out his expression as he stopped all activities to gaze all over me, right down to my navel. I squeezed my eyes shut for good measure in case I accidentally caught any of his expression. I couldn’t stand that he was looking over half of my naked body. He’d be able to see my stomach, flat as a pancake-there wasn’t a muscle in sight. Not like his…
I choked back an exclamation as his fingers swiped across my belly. My chest was heaving-from both pleasure and humiliation. Even worse, my nipples felt like they were throbbing. I would look like such a mess to Yunho. I couldn’t stand it.
Then the unthinkable happened-he pulled the covers right off me. There was nowhere to hide. My nipples were throbbing, was stomach was flat as a pancake, and now to join in the horror, Yunho could see my thick, burning, conspicuous erection. I’d never open my eyes ever again!
His palm slipped onto my thigh. His thumb rested over the edge of it towards the unruly mane of my pubic hair. It just sat there, stroking my skin ever so slowly in fascination-be it good or bad.
My throat was painfully dry, but I couldn’t go find water. If I moved I’d have to see the expression on his face as he looked at me. The sudden rush of self-doubt was crippling. It didn’t make sense for me to be so afraid.
I knew I shouldn’t be so nervous when it was just Yunho here with me. Apart from last night he had never laughed at me before-at least, not unless I had invited him to. When I had been laughed at by the people in this town for always keeping to myself; when I had been christened ‘The Hermit’ by cruel, bored teenagers; when I could barely look anybody else in the eye, it had been so painful to endure… Yet Yunho had seen it all and he had never once laughed at me. He had always respected my choices and never forced me to be someone who I wasn’t.
So why was I so scared now about what Yunho would think? About me… About my body…
I trusted him. I felt safe around him. So why should I be so embarrassed now? Wasn’t this what normal people were supposed to do? Not that I could ever really fit in with ‘normal’ people, but I could try, couldn’t I?
Sudden movement sliced through my thoughts. The mattress dipped down beside me and I could sense Yunho nearby again. “JaeJoongie…” his voice finally spoke-a little hoarse. “What are you doing?”
What did he mean, what was I doing? I wasn’t doing anything! Just lying naked like a fool in front of him.
“You silly thing, why are you trying to hide?” He sounded amused now. “Joongie, look at me…” The mattress dipped again as he shifted his weight around, propping himself up closer to me.
I shook my head vehemently in refusal.
“Why won’t you look at me?” He tried gently coaxing my arm away from my eyes to no avail.
“I don’t look like you. Or her.”
“Huh?”
“The girl you liked. Who you almost had sex with. I don’t look like her. And I know my body is appalling. I’m sorry.”
“A-Appalling?” He sounded genuinely surprised. “What on earth are you talking about? Joongie, have you ever bothered to look at yourself in a mirror? Properly look?”
I didn’t respond.
“You’re beautiful, JaeJoong.”
Liar.
“And my ex-girlfriend… When I looked at her that night…I felt a little sick. But when I look at you…”
He lifted my spare arm up from the mattress, coaxed my fingers out from my fist and straightened them out. The next thing I felt was the rough material of his jeans and the large lump that stretched it outwards.
I opened my eyes and slid my arm further up my forehead and out of the way. My renewed sense of sight confirmed what my cynical mind refused to believe from my sense of touch. He was hard. He’d had the unfortunate task of looking at my body and still he was hard?
“From the moment I found out you were lying in bed completely bare, I’ve been in this embarrassing state-completely and utterly straining in my pants like a complete moron. If you put yourself down one more time, I’m going to have to slap you,” he started laughing, “because you’d be a bigger moron than me! So what do you have to say for yourself, huh?”
I was so stunned, the only thing that came out of my mouth was an irrelevant thought-“I’m cold.”
Yunho stared at me in similar surprise and then burst out laughing. “I’m not gonna say I told ya so.” He hopped back on top of me and pulled the bedcover over both of our bodies. “I’m sorry for being so selfish-oogling you like a dirty old man without shedding even one item of clothing to even up the score!”
I tried so hard not to smile but failed miserably-as always. But then, as quick as it came, my smile vanished. “Actually… I’ve already oogled you.”
“What? When?”
“That time ages ago…when you were at the beach…and I came to apologize to you…”
“You were checking me out then?”
“A little…”
“JaeJoongie!” he beamed. “You little pervert!”
“I-I’m not! W-Where else was I supposed to look when you came out of the water to talk with me? You were a little…see-through.” My cheeks could not have been any redder if I tried.
“When you said ‘oogling’ I thought you were referring to my chest, but you were actually looking down there too?!” he exclaimed. “I thought we had a serious conversation that day but you were actually looking at my goodies? Your innocence is a complete farce!”
“N-No! It’s not like that! When we were talking I wasn’t looking at your…your ‘goodies’. It was before that! And only for a second.”
“Sure, sure. And my father’s a talking pony.”
“Well, I’ve seen crazier things…”
“Ouch,” he chuckled. “JaeJoong: one, my family: zero.”
Our small talk drifted away. Quite inevitable, I suppose-there was only so much nervous conversation we could spin before we had to face reality again… It was alright for him-he had all his clothes on, didn’t he? But I was naked. Very naked. As naked as one could get. My heart had not stopped hammering since the moment Yunho had slipped the sheet off to gaze at my body, and at this rate I was going to launch myself into some serious palpitations.
I couldn’t look at his face anymore. Not even when he ran a calloused thumb across my cheek again with something akin to affection. If things kept going this way, if the two of us were going to remain this close to each other… Did this mean that we were really going to become intimate?
Braving a peek at him, I turned my head until I could see him. He was still staring down at me without a word. I didn’t know what he was thinking at that point, but somehow I knew that it didn’t matter. I knew that we were sharing similar thoughts.
Not trusting myself to speak, I lifted my jaw up to touch my lips against his neck. The shorter hair that lay over it tickled my nose as I did so, and it made me smile. This was Yunho. All of this was who he was. Every hair on his head, every mole on his skin, every lash around his eyes…
Everything that made up him was right there before me. No one could see it but me. No one was here but him and me. It was okay… I didn’t have to be scared…
The sudden realization that I wanted more made it hard for me to swallow, but this time I didn’t let the nerves stop me. I kissed his neck again, slightly fiercer this time, until I heard a soft rush of air escape from his lips. It was the sound of mutual desire. Some of the nerves began to leave me, yet my heart still refused to calm down.
Once again we looked at each other but the determination lurking somewhere in my eyes must have convinced him of something, for this time there was no more hesitation as he bent down to slowly kiss me. This was it. I just knew it. No matter how scared I was right now, no matter how unconfident, I wanted to have sex with him. Because this was my Yunho… This was him lying on top of me, his lips caressing mine with a gentleness that had never stayed too long in my life. It was just him and me.
As he continued to kiss me (still gentle at first but quickly growing fiercer with every peck), I found the ends of his shirt and slid it far up his back. Our kissing broke off just long enough for him to duck out of his shirt and throw it onto the floor. We recommenced with an intensity that made me want to arch my hips up and rub my aching manhood against the rough material of his jeans.
My hands slid across his broad, naked back and stroked his smooth skin. He felt so good beneath my touch and with an addiction I refused to fight as I stretched my fingers out as wide as I could to feel more of it. Every inch of his skin was soft and warm…
His lips broke away from mine to kiss my neck; gently sucking on my sensitive skin with every breath he took. It felt so good I had to moan.
These things we were doing… It was all part of it, wasn’t it? These were the things you wanted to do when you loved somebody else, weren’t they? You wanted to feel their warm skin, hear the sounds of their unique breathing close to your ear, be touched by them anywhere and everywhere…
I shyly moved my hands down to unbutton his jeans and tugged them down a bit. His hands joined mine and grabbed the elastic of his briefs, pulling each side downward past his groin and then past his knees. He was still lying over me, the muscles in his legs working hard to leave a bit of room in between us. I was glad there was space because I wanted to see everything possible to do with him.
As the thin material was finally kicked off his ankles and sent to fend for itself in the messy tangle of sheets, my mouth went dry and I stared at everything before me.
His manhood was so remarkable. It suited him perfectly. Was that a strange thing to think? That his penis matched his personality and essence? Because I truly did think it. It was a little intimidating, stretching so far upwards, the vein running beneath it so pronounced, but it was a part of him and I knew it would soon feel as special to me as the rest of him.
His body fidgeted a little on top of me as he half turned to push away the bedcover that kept getting in the way. Even that casual movement of his was elegant and precise. He had a certain confidence about him that showed with his every movement without being over the top. I really loved that part of him.
Giving me a shy smile as he turned back to me, he slowly brought his hands to my hips. I closed my eyes as I felt something wet brush against my erection. It was his mouth. Good god.
His tongue darted out slowly to lick the whole of my length and savor my taste. I arched upwards at the feel, subconsciously begging him to lick more of me. I almost screamed when he went above and beyond that, slipping most of me into his mouth. In and out it slid. It was unbelievable… It was unimaginable… What he was doing to me-what he was making me feel-was mind-blowing.
Was this what lovemaking was? Because at that moment I was sure feeling loved. Whenever I was around Yunho I felt loved, but this time I felt loved in a completely different way. It was like a marvelous mixture of the appreciation I felt from him whenever he said he enjoyed my cooking, with the physical pleasure and safety I felt whenever he threw his arms around me in a tight hug.
These feelings were maddening. They were so overwhelming. I wanted to cry out his name over and over again as loud as I could, but the syllables kept getting stuck in my throat. They were constantly drowned out beneath the deep moans that shot out in their place.
My fingers buried themselves in his hair, grasping at clumps of his strands-not quite for the purpose of directing his head further against my penis but rather to feel a part of him so very near the zone of aching pleasure.
My back arched one last time, before his mouth suddenly slid off my erection and left it bare. My eyes widened, a small string of whimpers leaving my mouth before I could even stop them.
“Am I doing this right?” he quietly spoke, his cheeks a little pink.
“I don’t know,” I gasped out. “But it’s unbelievable…”
He seemed pleased with my response but didn’t move back to take my penis into his mouth again. “I-I want to cum with you, JaeJoong,” he murmured, moving back up the bed until his head was directly above mine. His hands gently combed back some of the hair that had fallen across my face. “Is that okay, JaeJoongie?”
I nodded breathlessly, trying not to moan out loud again as my penis throbbed harder at the sound of his husky voice.
“But that means that… I’ll have to… You might…”
I smiled shyly and nodded. “It’s fine. But we’ll need to use…” I gently pushed him away from me and slid out from under him. Pulling at my bottom draw, I pulled out the plastic bag that had lain almost completely forgotten for weeks.
I quickly dug around inside it and tore open the cardboard box before I could lose my nerve. Pulling out one of the tiny packets within, I used my teeth to rip it open and pulled out the latex condom within. I handed it over to Yunho, my eyes gazing straight into his with determination. “We’re both new to this so we probably don’t have any diseases, but just in case you’ll need to use that. That’s what it says on the internet at least…”
He nodded and I watched his Adam’s apple bob in his throat as he swallowed nervously. His long fingers carefully rolled the condom over his erection and it was my turn to start feeling nervous again. I handed over the little lubricant bottle in silence.
I knew the drill; I’d done the research. I knew what men were supposed to do when having sex with each other. I knew that after we were properly protected he’d have to fit his penis into my anus. It didn’t sound all that pleasant in theory, but from what I had read from forum members, it was absolutely worth the initial discomfort.
I settled myself back down onto the mattress and gazed up at him. His face was still a little flushed and my hands had done a good job ruffling up his hair when he’d been sucking me. We’d barely done anything and yet he still managed to look completely animalistic. It was kind of a turn on…
“What?” he murmured, seeing my smile.
“Nothing. Just thinking about the way you-” He cocked an eyebrow up. “No, it’s nothing really,” I chuckled. “I just wish I was as handsome as you.”
His brow furrowed. “But you are.”
I closed my eyes and shook my head. If he really did think that, then that was nice, but that didn’t mean that I had to believe it. “Thank you,” I hurriedly spoke before he could start trying in vain to convince me and get us stuck in a never-ending loop.
“Come on, you,” I nudged him. “I’m ready.”
Taking a deep breath, I opened my legs for him and pushed myself up with my feet until he had all the access he’d ever need to my backside.
It was perhaps a silly thought, but thank god Yunho had taken me on all those treks! Their intensity may have been fairly weak compared to what Yunho was used to doing, but they had been enough to strengthen the muscles in my legs. I needed all the strength I could get right now to hold all of my weight up.
With a burst of concentration rivaling that of a Taekwando student trying to impress his master (and which almost made me giggle), he gingerly touched the tip of his penis against my awaiting ring. It felt cool and slippery against my burning skin. It was like a dose of reality and I lost my need to giggle.
“W-Wait,” I gasped out. “I think we’re doing this wrong.”
He looked down at me in confusion, moving back from my ring completely.
“The instructions I read said you have to do…other stuff before that,” I mumbled out, my cheeks growing red again.
“What other stuff?” Yunho asked. The concentration lining his face at that moment was enough to make me smile. He seemed to be desperate to do this right, willing to obey anything I told him. If I hadn’t been so nervous and awkward myself, I would definitely have started laughing.
“I think you need to, well, use your, um…”
“My what? My penis?”
“No, no,” I grimaced. Oh, what the hell did I have to be embarrassed about? He’d already put my penis in his mouth! This was nothing compared to that! “Your fingers. You need to stretch my…passage thingy with your fingers.”
“Oh!” He nodded in understanding, the concentration on his face deepening. “Here, relax for a second.” He pushed my thighs down gently until I lost balance in my legs and feet and fell back down onto the mattress. “Save your strength,” he laughed, his own cheeks growing a little red.
“Good idea,” I smiled back nervously.
Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, I let my head sink into the pillow and opened my thighs up again. One by one, he slid three of his fingers inside me as gently as he could to coax my virgin skin into loosening up for him. It hurt, I couldn’t deny it, but I had been promised in that forum that it would be worth it, so I tried to ignore the pain and concentrate on the feeling of Yunho all around me.
“Is that okay?”
I nodded, smiling a little as his spare hand gently stroked my thigh. He was so amazing. He was my Yunho. I loved my Yunho. I loved him so much.
Did it hurt when he finally slipped his erection in past my ring? It hurt like hell. But everything in this world hurt like hell. For so long I had felt the excruciating pain that the world inflicted upon me-pain that wasn’t physical but may as well have been whenever it gripped my heart so tightly I thought it would break it apart.
Yunho had eased most of that pain when he had walked into my life. Whether it was foolish or not to do, I had found myself trusting him because of the pain relief he had breathed into my soul. Even though Yunho’s penis was causing me pain right now, because it was his-and only because it was his-I let it continue to find solace inside me and battled on through the sharp stinging.
The forum members had of course been right with all of their explanations. When the pain finally dulled down, an abundant blast of pleasure had taken its place and rocked me to the core.
My back had started to arch even higher than when Yunho had been sucking my penis earlier. My legs had risen, knees bending as I once more pushed up with my feet to push him deeper inside of me. His strength has started rocking my body as well. The tight muscles in his thighs bulged out with every thrust. Those muscles, which had previously only ever shown themselves beneath his skin whenever he was hiking, were now moving for me, because he was in me, because I was the new trail he was hiking and exploring with a passion. And I was loving every minute of it.
The room was silent save for our heavy breathing. It took a surprising amount of effort to thrust up against one another. The sweat slipping down our skin didn’t make the task any easier.
With a sudden burst of energy, I contracted my abdominal muscles to lift my back off the mattress and flung my arms around his neck. Yunho moved his body closer against mine, pulling me up until I was almost seated over his lap. A laugh escaped my mouth at the sudden position. I may as well have been sitting innocently over his lap, like I had done many a time in the past. But no, this time it was different. This time we concealed something special beneath my thighs that was connecting the both of us together.
I took the chance to move forward and engage him in a long, amazing kiss. We stopped thrusting for a moment, concentrating purely on the tender kiss we shared. It had felt so good for both us to feel Yunho’s penis inside of me, but at the same time, it had felt almost a shame that I couldn’t kiss him properly. Kissing Yunho was my absolute favorite thing to do, and being denied that-even during such a pleasurable time-made me grouchy.
Kissing him deeply one more time, I grinned against his lips and pushed his chest with all of my strength until he fell back in surprise. I stared down at him, my smile growing even wider. He let out a laugh as well at the sight of my mischievous grin, and reached his hands up to slide them down my sides gently. I closed my eyes, letting myself drown in the sensation of the tiny hairs covering my skin prickling beneath his fingertips.
He was still inside of me, and this new angle felt even more spectacular than any of the others. Instinctually, I pushed up, letting his erection slide out of my anus, then fell back down on top of him, causing his manhood to plunge deep inside of me.
Oh god, it felt so friggen amazing! I repeated the action, completely hypnotized by the feel of his slick member moving through me, touching delicate areas along the way. It was unbelievable how I was able to feel every centimeter of his descent-or rather, ascent-within me.
Each time I rode up and down over him, the louder my moans became. I wasn’t the only one either-from beneath me Yunho was practically screaming out along with me. And the best thing about it was we could yell as loudly as we pleased-on weekends the café closed for a few hours between late afternoon and nighttime so that the dinner menu could be prepared properly. Only the chefs would be able to hear us right now and even if they figured out what we were doing up here, I realized that I didn’t really care.
“Oh JaeJoong… God… You’re amazing, baby.”
I whimpered loudly, the pleasure completely engulfing me.
“You’re so tight, baby. I can’t s-stand it! So tight. God.”
“Oh god, Yunho! Oh god, oh god!” I screamed loudly, hurriedly biting my tongue to silence myself as Yunho’s hands suddenly cupped my forgotten erection. I could feel him pumping it in time with my movement, and the pleasure was almost too much for me to handle. I almost fell down onto him from it, my thigh muscles burning as they tried to hold me upright still.
“Oh my god!” I moaned, my head flying backwards as a sudden new overwhelming sensation burst out over me. My penis was throbbing beyond control, and I knew that it wouldn’t be able to hold all the pressure for much longer.
“Yunho! Yunho! Oh my god, I’m-”
“Just let it happen,” he groaned back, and with a relieved moan I did what I was told.
Cum gushed out of my penis, splattering onto Yunho’s chest, and I completely lost my breath. I barely even had any strength left in my legs to hold up my weight on top of Yunho for much longer, but Yunho’s hands gripping my thighs tightly urged me to keep trying.
I was still panting heavily, my chest shining from the thick layer of sweat, when Yunho’s back arched up towards me, plunging his penis further into me. He let his tension out as well in that moment, his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open in an inaudible gasp.
His hands slipped slightly around my thighs as the energy left him, and I took the chance to finally fall down onto him and regain the rest of my breath. His hands were still cupped possessively around my thighs, and as we lay there together panting heavily, they never once left them. They must have felt awfully sweaty but Yunho didn’t seem to mind.
“W-Was that…” I could barely even get the words out, my chest still heaving. “Was that…sex?”
“Yes, JaeJoong…” Yunho breathed out. “I think that was it.”
“Wow,” was all I could say as I closed my eyes and nuzzled my head into the crook of his damp neck.
Now that I had stopped moving, I could feel the layer of sweat soaking my back. It wasn’t a highly pleasant feeling, but Yunho didn’t seem to mind it at all. In fact, the feel of his hands lovingly stroking the wet, sticky skin of my back lulled me into a gentle nap for the second time that afternoon. I didn’t want to close my eyes and recuperate in the form of sleep, but what I wanted was completely ignored by my tired body.
For a few hours that evening I fell asleep on top of Yunho, skin-to-skin, body-to-body. Call me a weirdo, but even after I woke up I felt like never putting my clothes back on ever again. All I’d have to do was keep the curtains drawn and Yunho and I would be able to live our lives without ever needing to wear a single garment ever again.
What a wonderful world that would be…
///TBC///
A/N: Physical progressssssion! Jae’s really showing some hidden kink here, isn’t he! You go boy! Tsk, it’s always the innocent and quiet ones you need to look out for. Bahahaha. I wonder if Jae is gonna tire Yunho out… XDDD
But jokes aside, I hope you found their time together alright. It only took 23 chapters LOL!
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