Behind the Sex - Chapter 12
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
Kibum decided to let the past be the past. He didn’t want to let Kevin know he was the one who saw him that night, and whatever that has happened had already happened. He just wanted to find out more, as a reference, and give his all to protect Kevin from now on.
It had been about two weeks since the last time he brought in a camera that was somewhat politely rejected. Would Kevin finally drop his first protective layer after five weeks of interactions? How many more walls did he build? Would Kibum be able to break every wall down?
This was final, Kibum promised, gathering his distracted thoughts to focus once more on the current issue. If Kevin still decides against it, he wouldn’t try once more. Kibum didn’t want to appear too insistent, and he didn’t want to make Kevin think he needed to do so to please Kibum. If this was a no, he could just move on to something else.
He didn’t want to scare Kevin yet, like that last time, so he kept the camera in his pockets. Kibum checked his watch and decided he was rather early, five minutes early actually, and continued keeping an eye for Kevin. The younger boy appeared from the lift, probably meaning there was someone before his appointment, and waved happily at Kibum.
Kibum smiled as Kevin took quick, long strides towards him and easily pressed up against his body, face grinning brightly. “How was your day in school?”
“Fine, usual.” Kibum chuckled, ruffling Kevin’s hair. Kibum somehow always became Kevin’s last appointment due to his school schedule and the many business men having to book Kevin at an earlier time, going home to their families. Looking at the time then, he checked Kevin’s face for hints of fatigue. “Tired?”
“Not really, got fed like a pig at dinner, so I might be on sugar rush.” Kevin giggled cutely, drawing circles on Kibum’s chest with a cheeky smile, eyes staring at his own finger in complete concentration. He paused when he finally drew a proper circle, looking up into Kibum’s eyes with a sparkling glint in his own. “Ate a lot of cakes!”
Kibum pinched Kevin’s cheeks affectionately, laughing. Must be another customer bringing him out for dinner seeing that the time of appointment was so close to dinner time. Kevin usually didn’t restrict himself when his patrons offered. He would only ask once if they really didn’t mind, before stuffing himself full. He had told Kibum of this before, and the older man wondered if there was some sort of hint in those words.
Maybe he should bring Kevin out for meals someday.
They talked normally and casually, almost like friends. With hands intertwined, they held an amiable conversation to the lift and then even up to the insides of the room. They had chatted about Kevin’s dinner, then Kibum’s simple one with his father, and suddenly about different countries’ cuisines and their favourite dishes from some of the countries they had talked about.
Then suddenly, as if the calm before the storm had passed, Kevin jumped onto Kibum and kissed with great enthusiasm, practically ravishing the older man’s lips. Kibum instinctively supported the light weight with his hands, returning the passion as he shoved his tongue into the younger’s mouth. Kevin’s mewls were muffled in the heat, and with the increasing fervor between both their lips, they slowly grew dizzy, desperate for air but also desperate for more.
Kevin gasped sharply as Kibum moved away, nibbling onto the end of Kevin’s lips and then trailing down to his chin, up his sharp jawline Kibum’s heavy breaths tickled Kevin’s ear, causing him to flinch slightly, gradually getting used to the ticklish sensation. With his breaths returning to a steady state, he groaned, feeling those moist lips latch themselves on his skin. Kibum’s tongue licked the shell of Kevin’s ear, tasting the metallic taste of his earrings, and the edge on the top of Kevin’s elf-like ear.
Kibum pressed gentle pecks on the ear, realising how red it was turning. Kevin’s ears turns red when he’s aroused? That was…cute.
Kevin brought back his straying thoughts, detaching Kibum’s lips from his own ear and then biting Kibum’s neck. The older smiled, hugging Kevin’s head while the younger then slid his hands under Kibum’s shirt, rubbing, pinching.
“Mm.” Kibum groaned softly, a mixed feeling of pain and pleasure. He never knew he was sensitive there, or maybe it was just the difference between someone else’s hands and his own hands. He should have figured it out earlier, silly him.
Unlike Kevin who obediently stayed still while Kibum toyed with his ear a moment ago, Kibum started removing Kevin’s pants, stroking the bulge that the underwear contained. Kibum hadn’t really played with Kevin this way before, usually stripping Kevin’s lower body fully in one move. It was an instant reaction, Kevin clutching tightly onto the sides of Kibum’s body under his shirt, throwing his head back with a purr. He then looked into Kibum’s mischievous eyes, pouting.
The two mouths met again, both minds filled with lust driving their intense kiss. Kevin then brought his hands under Kibum’s shirt higher, removing the said fabric and then working on the pants. Kibum helped Kevin with his at the same break of their kiss, before crashing their lips back together. His mind distractedly thought of the camera that was in his pocket, but then again, it probably wouldn’t spoil even though it was dropped to the floor at such a height. His pants hopefully pillowed the impact, if not, well whatever.
Tumbling onto the bed only when both their bodies were undressed (which was quite some time later because none of them stopped themselves from teasing the other), Kevin fell first, his body in direct contact with the bed. Kibum was right on top of him, smirking at the younger boy beneath him. Kevin waited for Kibum to lean lower, their lips to meet, this time really sweetly.
Here comes the real actions.
Kibum believed Kevin understood, not hesitating in entering Kevin. The foreplay earlier was enough for both of them, judging from how badly Kevin’s erection was already leaking. The first shove in was sudden, but Kevin was accustomed to such intrusions, only sighing softly in response. He then raised his head lazily, looking at Kibum thrust into him with his own unfocused eyes. With every plunge Kibum made into Kevin, the friction increased - the burning, but comforting kind Kevin loved.
Kevin unconsciously reached for his own neglected member and started pumping it to the rhythm Kibum set, visually tempting Kibum. The younger boy moaned wantonly, the double stimulation causing his erection to throb so badly. The younger man had his other hand sliding down, scratching the underside of the length if only drive himself nearer to his climax. Kevin whined, disliking how his release was taking its own sweet time to torment him.
“F-Faster.” Kevin begged limply, feeling a hasty acceleration in Kibum’s thrusts, the two bodies writhing in pleasure sent pulsating through every nerve and every fibre of their being. Kibum panted heavily, forcing his body to keep going, eyes taking in the way Kevin’s body squirmed so temptingly.
The younger man could feel the stiffness of Kibum’s length in him, the other also unable to hold on for long. Kevin came first, though, aiming his release on himself, messily spreading his cum on his body. Unconsciously, he also tightened his muscles within him, clenching tightly around Kibum’s member and causing the older man to groan at both the tightness and Kevin’s current seductive state. Kibum’s release aided him in riding his length out, and the man then rolled onto the space next to Kevin, exhausted.
“Can I take a picture?” Kibum tiredly asked, rather sudden a timing to Kevin, then turning his head to Kevin regardless of his weariness in case Kevin was answering positively, against his wishes. Kevin had a weakness in his acting - his face. The emotions that flash past those eyes were the answers Kevin couldn’t hide.
Kevin seemed uncertain, biting his lip hesitantly. He took time to think it through, not giving an outright rejection to Kibum’s request like the previous time. As if reaching a conclusion with himself, he parted his mouth to speak. “Why do you want to take it?”
Kibum tested the question in his head and decided he didn’t have enough clues to pass a judgement on whether or not that question was negative or positive. “I want to capture this moment. I don’t know, pictures always do a lot for me.”
“You won’t show it to others, right?” Kevin quickly asked, right after the last word left Kibum’s mouth.
Was that his ultimate concern? Kevin looked rather anxious to know if Kibum was going to do such a thing, to show his naked form to other people.
No, of course not. Why would Kibum show anyone the body belonging to the man who was precious to him?
“I won’t, ever. It’s really just for me.” Kibum nodded firmly, feeling apologetic for actually thinking of such a request that made Kevin uncomfortable. He could move on. It was probably time to use another tactic to find out more about Kevin. “We should forget it.”
“No, do it.” Kevin bit his lower lip and quickly said his reply. “I just didn’t want others to see me, but if it’s only you, do it.”
Kibum shifted slightly, raising Kevin’s chin so the other was looking at him, their eyes locked. He needed confirmation; he really didn’t want Kevin to do it for a customer’s sake. He wanted Kevin to do it for a man he had known for five weeks and trust enough, or not do it at all. “Really?”
“Yes.” Kevin replied with a sure nod, eyes gazing fearlessly into Kibum’s as if to tell the older man how sure he was of his answer now that he had decided.
It was just that he had a bad memory with cameras.
The man some years ago had only bought his services once, and the second time he did it, he brought someone else. He said the man he brought was his secretary, just staying with him before the next meeting, and Kevin thought that was fine. In fact, the man even said he would pay double the price if Kevin could let him stay.
Why not?
Everything went as usual, and the man had been stripping Kevin a lot more enthusiastically than the first time, Kevin realised. His realisation came too late when a subtle cue was given and he was suddenly being locked in place. The supposed secretary locked his legs and his arms skilfully, swiftly, and Kevin had a short panic attack. Everything was too sudden that Kevin didn’t even have a chance to blink.
What were they trying to do? Kevin tried struggling, but the grip only turned tighter, and Kevin thought his arm was going to be dislocated this way. He better not move, and while wincing, Kevin thought he saw the man that had been stripping him reach for a camera.
Comprehending only when the man started pointing the camera lens at his body, Kevin shut his eyes tightly and tried to hide his face, to no avail. The man took pictures, many, from all the sounds of camera shutters shutting that he could hear in the silence. He whined softly, knowing it was probably no use anyway from the grip behind him, shaking his head furiously if only to blur his face in the picture.
He felt so useless. He was always so easily controlled by others, and forced into situations that left him unable to help himself. It didn’t seem like anything fully illegal, but Kevin didn’t like it. He felt utterly humiliated, the way they were looking at his body, taking pictures of him as if he was some specimen or a porn actor, whichever.
He just didn’t like it.
Until now, he still has no idea where those pictures went. Yet, the thought of them commercialising his body, circulating it around to everyone and then talking about it, ogling at it, it was disgusting. No, he didn’t even want to think of those consequences.
But there was only the two of them right then. No one to force him to do what he doesn’t want to do, no one to hold him in place in case he runs away. No one, but them two.
And Kibum, Kevin trusted Kibum. Kibum wasn’t this sort of person. He was trustworthy. Kevin believed so, and if his belief was placed wrongly, then he would only curse himself for placing a wrong judgement.
“But erm, can I look away?” Kevin continued, as Kibum brought out the camera from his pants that were left on the floor previously. The older man turned on the camera and looked through the lens, taking a quick picture of the surrounding when he saw Kevin’s unprepared expression, before checking the photo to see the lighting. He then walked around, choosing a position.
An encouraging smile, while Kibum knelt down as the words sunk into his head, when he was finally satisfied with the angle he had found. “Sure, I wasn’t intending on taking your face.”
Kevin nodded and looked away, body slightly shifting away from the camera due to being awkward, although knowing Kibum wanted to take exactly that. Him, naked, with cum still on his body. He almost wiped them off messily, but Kibum stopped him just in time. The photographer then took a quick, perfect shot and looked at the image formed on his camera screen, deciding Kevin was really shy, and there was really something behind him. His actions spoke so, even if the words never left the tip of his tongue.
He was going to study this body’s language in full details back home.
“Could I request something else?” Kibum asked as he placed the camera on the table he pulled to another certain position, changing some options as heard from the soft beeps.
“Hm?” Kevin hummed as a question, looking up at Kibum and realising the customer was staring at his camera and probably adjusting some things. He seemed so serious, really professional, and Kevin felt comforted that this choice was at least not as bad as it could have turned out to be.
“Us two, in the picture.” Kibum pointed at both of them, smiling.
“Of course.” Kevin smiled back immediately, and Kibum had a thought that it was probably due to Kevin not being the only focus in the picture that made the younger man feel at ease. He turned on the timer and clicked, making sure it was the right angle once more before going up the bed. “How do you want to do it?”
“Just straddle me.” Kibum said simply, switching their positions swiftly and then holding onto Kevin’s waist while bringing the younger further up his thighs. Using the blankets to cover Kevin’s bottom, he reached for Kevin’s neck and pulled him gently lower. “And look at me.”
Kevin stared into Kibum’s eyes, and slowly got lost inside, heart palpitating wildly due to the anxiousness. These intense eyes he knew he had no resistance against, he really couldn’t stare into them for too long. “F-For how long?”
“The beep will indicate the picture being taken. Wait a while more.” Kibum quietly stated, looking back into Kevin’s eyes. Kevin looked unsure, nervous. Kibum would have to go home and figure out what those meant, since Kevin was actually relieved when Kibum said he was going to be in the picture too.
It seemed like forever, and Kevin slowly lowered himself a lot more because it was getting harder to support his upper body’s weight at the same position for too long. And Kibum’s eyes, the pair that made him melt, causing him to fall closer towards that attractive warmth. A little more, and their chests would be touching, lips meeting. Kevin wanted to look away, but he didn’t want to cause Kibum to question why, because he wouldn’t have an answer.
After what felt like eternity, a beep resounded in the room, breaking the deafening silence the two of them sunk themselves in. Kevin hurriedly moved away, an excuse already thought up in his head if Kibum asked.
“Why are you in such a rush?” Kibum questioned as he predicted, amused.
“I thought you wanted to go check your picture quickly.” Kevin smiled nervously, reassessing the mess on himself as some sort of distraction and then asked Kibum if he could at least go wash them away.
Kibum didn’t reply, moving to check the picture first, before smiling approvingly at the younger boy. “Sure, go on, thanks for the permission by the way.”
Kevin had placed the next foot forth, in the direction of the bathroom when he turned on his toes and paused in the time Kibum took to reply him. Looking at Kibum look at the picture in such great details, he wondered how it had turned out. Frowning, he turned once more and decided to head into the shower instead.
Once in the bathroom, Kevin closed the door and watched himself in the huge bathroom mirror, touching his lower lip with half-lidded eyes. He did look pretty good this way, he wouldn’t deny. But in the pictures Kibum took of him, he wasn’t this way.
He had been shy, in an awkward position because he didn’t know what he should have done. Kibum should have told him, shouldn’t he?
Why did Kibum want to take pictures if he wasn’t even going to tell Kevin what poses he should do?
Kevin shook his head, trying to push those confusing thoughts out of his head. It was good that he didn’t do any poses. At least, if Kibum ended up being a bad guy and tried selling those pictures, no one would buy them.
“Ah, stop it, you negative idiot.” Kevin growled, splashing cold tap water on his face before glaring at the image in the mirror. “Try believing him, just try, won’t you?”
Kevin tested a smile on his face, deciding to go get a shower to wash away these thoughts first. Then, he would leave the bathroom with a proper smile once more, believing Kibum was someone he could rely on to not betray him.
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Angsttttt :3
Haha, like my first day of school ;~~;
Wasn't fun at all, spent time sitting down and listening to a lot of yada-yadas :S
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
Kibum decided to let the past be the past. He didn’t want to let Kevin know he was the one who saw him that night, and whatever that has happened had already happened. He just wanted to find out more, as a reference, and give his all to protect Kevin from now on.
It had been about two weeks since the last time he brought in a camera that was somewhat politely rejected. Would Kevin finally drop his first protective layer after five weeks of interactions? How many more walls did he build? Would Kibum be able to break every wall down?
This was final, Kibum promised, gathering his distracted thoughts to focus once more on the current issue. If Kevin still decides against it, he wouldn’t try once more. Kibum didn’t want to appear too insistent, and he didn’t want to make Kevin think he needed to do so to please Kibum. If this was a no, he could just move on to something else.
He didn’t want to scare Kevin yet, like that last time, so he kept the camera in his pockets. Kibum checked his watch and decided he was rather early, five minutes early actually, and continued keeping an eye for Kevin. The younger boy appeared from the lift, probably meaning there was someone before his appointment, and waved happily at Kibum.
Kibum smiled as Kevin took quick, long strides towards him and easily pressed up against his body, face grinning brightly. “How was your day in school?”
“Fine, usual.” Kibum chuckled, ruffling Kevin’s hair. Kibum somehow always became Kevin’s last appointment due to his school schedule and the many business men having to book Kevin at an earlier time, going home to their families. Looking at the time then, he checked Kevin’s face for hints of fatigue. “Tired?”
“Not really, got fed like a pig at dinner, so I might be on sugar rush.” Kevin giggled cutely, drawing circles on Kibum’s chest with a cheeky smile, eyes staring at his own finger in complete concentration. He paused when he finally drew a proper circle, looking up into Kibum’s eyes with a sparkling glint in his own. “Ate a lot of cakes!”
Kibum pinched Kevin’s cheeks affectionately, laughing. Must be another customer bringing him out for dinner seeing that the time of appointment was so close to dinner time. Kevin usually didn’t restrict himself when his patrons offered. He would only ask once if they really didn’t mind, before stuffing himself full. He had told Kibum of this before, and the older man wondered if there was some sort of hint in those words.
Maybe he should bring Kevin out for meals someday.
They talked normally and casually, almost like friends. With hands intertwined, they held an amiable conversation to the lift and then even up to the insides of the room. They had chatted about Kevin’s dinner, then Kibum’s simple one with his father, and suddenly about different countries’ cuisines and their favourite dishes from some of the countries they had talked about.
Then suddenly, as if the calm before the storm had passed, Kevin jumped onto Kibum and kissed with great enthusiasm, practically ravishing the older man’s lips. Kibum instinctively supported the light weight with his hands, returning the passion as he shoved his tongue into the younger’s mouth. Kevin’s mewls were muffled in the heat, and with the increasing fervor between both their lips, they slowly grew dizzy, desperate for air but also desperate for more.
Kevin gasped sharply as Kibum moved away, nibbling onto the end of Kevin’s lips and then trailing down to his chin, up his sharp jawline Kibum’s heavy breaths tickled Kevin’s ear, causing him to flinch slightly, gradually getting used to the ticklish sensation. With his breaths returning to a steady state, he groaned, feeling those moist lips latch themselves on his skin. Kibum’s tongue licked the shell of Kevin’s ear, tasting the metallic taste of his earrings, and the edge on the top of Kevin’s elf-like ear.
Kibum pressed gentle pecks on the ear, realising how red it was turning. Kevin’s ears turns red when he’s aroused? That was…cute.
Kevin brought back his straying thoughts, detaching Kibum’s lips from his own ear and then biting Kibum’s neck. The older smiled, hugging Kevin’s head while the younger then slid his hands under Kibum’s shirt, rubbing, pinching.
“Mm.” Kibum groaned softly, a mixed feeling of pain and pleasure. He never knew he was sensitive there, or maybe it was just the difference between someone else’s hands and his own hands. He should have figured it out earlier, silly him.
Unlike Kevin who obediently stayed still while Kibum toyed with his ear a moment ago, Kibum started removing Kevin’s pants, stroking the bulge that the underwear contained. Kibum hadn’t really played with Kevin this way before, usually stripping Kevin’s lower body fully in one move. It was an instant reaction, Kevin clutching tightly onto the sides of Kibum’s body under his shirt, throwing his head back with a purr. He then looked into Kibum’s mischievous eyes, pouting.
The two mouths met again, both minds filled with lust driving their intense kiss. Kevin then brought his hands under Kibum’s shirt higher, removing the said fabric and then working on the pants. Kibum helped Kevin with his at the same break of their kiss, before crashing their lips back together. His mind distractedly thought of the camera that was in his pocket, but then again, it probably wouldn’t spoil even though it was dropped to the floor at such a height. His pants hopefully pillowed the impact, if not, well whatever.
Tumbling onto the bed only when both their bodies were undressed (which was quite some time later because none of them stopped themselves from teasing the other), Kevin fell first, his body in direct contact with the bed. Kibum was right on top of him, smirking at the younger boy beneath him. Kevin waited for Kibum to lean lower, their lips to meet, this time really sweetly.
Here comes the real actions.
Kibum believed Kevin understood, not hesitating in entering Kevin. The foreplay earlier was enough for both of them, judging from how badly Kevin’s erection was already leaking. The first shove in was sudden, but Kevin was accustomed to such intrusions, only sighing softly in response. He then raised his head lazily, looking at Kibum thrust into him with his own unfocused eyes. With every plunge Kibum made into Kevin, the friction increased - the burning, but comforting kind Kevin loved.
Kevin unconsciously reached for his own neglected member and started pumping it to the rhythm Kibum set, visually tempting Kibum. The younger boy moaned wantonly, the double stimulation causing his erection to throb so badly. The younger man had his other hand sliding down, scratching the underside of the length if only drive himself nearer to his climax. Kevin whined, disliking how his release was taking its own sweet time to torment him.
“F-Faster.” Kevin begged limply, feeling a hasty acceleration in Kibum’s thrusts, the two bodies writhing in pleasure sent pulsating through every nerve and every fibre of their being. Kibum panted heavily, forcing his body to keep going, eyes taking in the way Kevin’s body squirmed so temptingly.
The younger man could feel the stiffness of Kibum’s length in him, the other also unable to hold on for long. Kevin came first, though, aiming his release on himself, messily spreading his cum on his body. Unconsciously, he also tightened his muscles within him, clenching tightly around Kibum’s member and causing the older man to groan at both the tightness and Kevin’s current seductive state. Kibum’s release aided him in riding his length out, and the man then rolled onto the space next to Kevin, exhausted.
“Can I take a picture?” Kibum tiredly asked, rather sudden a timing to Kevin, then turning his head to Kevin regardless of his weariness in case Kevin was answering positively, against his wishes. Kevin had a weakness in his acting - his face. The emotions that flash past those eyes were the answers Kevin couldn’t hide.
Kevin seemed uncertain, biting his lip hesitantly. He took time to think it through, not giving an outright rejection to Kibum’s request like the previous time. As if reaching a conclusion with himself, he parted his mouth to speak. “Why do you want to take it?”
Kibum tested the question in his head and decided he didn’t have enough clues to pass a judgement on whether or not that question was negative or positive. “I want to capture this moment. I don’t know, pictures always do a lot for me.”
“You won’t show it to others, right?” Kevin quickly asked, right after the last word left Kibum’s mouth.
Was that his ultimate concern? Kevin looked rather anxious to know if Kibum was going to do such a thing, to show his naked form to other people.
No, of course not. Why would Kibum show anyone the body belonging to the man who was precious to him?
“I won’t, ever. It’s really just for me.” Kibum nodded firmly, feeling apologetic for actually thinking of such a request that made Kevin uncomfortable. He could move on. It was probably time to use another tactic to find out more about Kevin. “We should forget it.”
“No, do it.” Kevin bit his lower lip and quickly said his reply. “I just didn’t want others to see me, but if it’s only you, do it.”
Kibum shifted slightly, raising Kevin’s chin so the other was looking at him, their eyes locked. He needed confirmation; he really didn’t want Kevin to do it for a customer’s sake. He wanted Kevin to do it for a man he had known for five weeks and trust enough, or not do it at all. “Really?”
“Yes.” Kevin replied with a sure nod, eyes gazing fearlessly into Kibum’s as if to tell the older man how sure he was of his answer now that he had decided.
It was just that he had a bad memory with cameras.
The man some years ago had only bought his services once, and the second time he did it, he brought someone else. He said the man he brought was his secretary, just staying with him before the next meeting, and Kevin thought that was fine. In fact, the man even said he would pay double the price if Kevin could let him stay.
Why not?
Everything went as usual, and the man had been stripping Kevin a lot more enthusiastically than the first time, Kevin realised. His realisation came too late when a subtle cue was given and he was suddenly being locked in place. The supposed secretary locked his legs and his arms skilfully, swiftly, and Kevin had a short panic attack. Everything was too sudden that Kevin didn’t even have a chance to blink.
What were they trying to do? Kevin tried struggling, but the grip only turned tighter, and Kevin thought his arm was going to be dislocated this way. He better not move, and while wincing, Kevin thought he saw the man that had been stripping him reach for a camera.
Comprehending only when the man started pointing the camera lens at his body, Kevin shut his eyes tightly and tried to hide his face, to no avail. The man took pictures, many, from all the sounds of camera shutters shutting that he could hear in the silence. He whined softly, knowing it was probably no use anyway from the grip behind him, shaking his head furiously if only to blur his face in the picture.
He felt so useless. He was always so easily controlled by others, and forced into situations that left him unable to help himself. It didn’t seem like anything fully illegal, but Kevin didn’t like it. He felt utterly humiliated, the way they were looking at his body, taking pictures of him as if he was some specimen or a porn actor, whichever.
He just didn’t like it.
Until now, he still has no idea where those pictures went. Yet, the thought of them commercialising his body, circulating it around to everyone and then talking about it, ogling at it, it was disgusting. No, he didn’t even want to think of those consequences.
But there was only the two of them right then. No one to force him to do what he doesn’t want to do, no one to hold him in place in case he runs away. No one, but them two.
And Kibum, Kevin trusted Kibum. Kibum wasn’t this sort of person. He was trustworthy. Kevin believed so, and if his belief was placed wrongly, then he would only curse himself for placing a wrong judgement.
“But erm, can I look away?” Kevin continued, as Kibum brought out the camera from his pants that were left on the floor previously. The older man turned on the camera and looked through the lens, taking a quick picture of the surrounding when he saw Kevin’s unprepared expression, before checking the photo to see the lighting. He then walked around, choosing a position.
An encouraging smile, while Kibum knelt down as the words sunk into his head, when he was finally satisfied with the angle he had found. “Sure, I wasn’t intending on taking your face.”
Kevin nodded and looked away, body slightly shifting away from the camera due to being awkward, although knowing Kibum wanted to take exactly that. Him, naked, with cum still on his body. He almost wiped them off messily, but Kibum stopped him just in time. The photographer then took a quick, perfect shot and looked at the image formed on his camera screen, deciding Kevin was really shy, and there was really something behind him. His actions spoke so, even if the words never left the tip of his tongue.
He was going to study this body’s language in full details back home.
“Could I request something else?” Kibum asked as he placed the camera on the table he pulled to another certain position, changing some options as heard from the soft beeps.
“Hm?” Kevin hummed as a question, looking up at Kibum and realising the customer was staring at his camera and probably adjusting some things. He seemed so serious, really professional, and Kevin felt comforted that this choice was at least not as bad as it could have turned out to be.
“Us two, in the picture.” Kibum pointed at both of them, smiling.
“Of course.” Kevin smiled back immediately, and Kibum had a thought that it was probably due to Kevin not being the only focus in the picture that made the younger man feel at ease. He turned on the timer and clicked, making sure it was the right angle once more before going up the bed. “How do you want to do it?”
“Just straddle me.” Kibum said simply, switching their positions swiftly and then holding onto Kevin’s waist while bringing the younger further up his thighs. Using the blankets to cover Kevin’s bottom, he reached for Kevin’s neck and pulled him gently lower. “And look at me.”
Kevin stared into Kibum’s eyes, and slowly got lost inside, heart palpitating wildly due to the anxiousness. These intense eyes he knew he had no resistance against, he really couldn’t stare into them for too long. “F-For how long?”
“The beep will indicate the picture being taken. Wait a while more.” Kibum quietly stated, looking back into Kevin’s eyes. Kevin looked unsure, nervous. Kibum would have to go home and figure out what those meant, since Kevin was actually relieved when Kibum said he was going to be in the picture too.
It seemed like forever, and Kevin slowly lowered himself a lot more because it was getting harder to support his upper body’s weight at the same position for too long. And Kibum’s eyes, the pair that made him melt, causing him to fall closer towards that attractive warmth. A little more, and their chests would be touching, lips meeting. Kevin wanted to look away, but he didn’t want to cause Kibum to question why, because he wouldn’t have an answer.
After what felt like eternity, a beep resounded in the room, breaking the deafening silence the two of them sunk themselves in. Kevin hurriedly moved away, an excuse already thought up in his head if Kibum asked.
“Why are you in such a rush?” Kibum questioned as he predicted, amused.
“I thought you wanted to go check your picture quickly.” Kevin smiled nervously, reassessing the mess on himself as some sort of distraction and then asked Kibum if he could at least go wash them away.
Kibum didn’t reply, moving to check the picture first, before smiling approvingly at the younger boy. “Sure, go on, thanks for the permission by the way.”
Kevin had placed the next foot forth, in the direction of the bathroom when he turned on his toes and paused in the time Kibum took to reply him. Looking at Kibum look at the picture in such great details, he wondered how it had turned out. Frowning, he turned once more and decided to head into the shower instead.
Once in the bathroom, Kevin closed the door and watched himself in the huge bathroom mirror, touching his lower lip with half-lidded eyes. He did look pretty good this way, he wouldn’t deny. But in the pictures Kibum took of him, he wasn’t this way.
He had been shy, in an awkward position because he didn’t know what he should have done. Kibum should have told him, shouldn’t he?
Why did Kibum want to take pictures if he wasn’t even going to tell Kevin what poses he should do?
Kevin shook his head, trying to push those confusing thoughts out of his head. It was good that he didn’t do any poses. At least, if Kibum ended up being a bad guy and tried selling those pictures, no one would buy them.
“Ah, stop it, you negative idiot.” Kevin growled, splashing cold tap water on his face before glaring at the image in the mirror. “Try believing him, just try, won’t you?”
Kevin tested a smile on his face, deciding to go get a shower to wash away these thoughts first. Then, he would leave the bathroom with a proper smile once more, believing Kibum was someone he could rely on to not betray him.
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Angsttttt :3
Haha, like my first day of school ;~~;
Wasn't fun at all, spent time sitting down and listening to a lot of yada-yadas :S