Behind the Sex - Chapter 13
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
Kibum had gone to the shop nearby his school early in the morning to develop the two pictures he had been studying on his camera for three days. He realised it would be easier to study the picture when it was not on a rather reflective screen, and was a lot more stress-free to pick spots he wanted to stare at then abuse the buttons on his small digital camera.
Carrying his developed photos, he was almost knocked down by a car if not for his professor.
“Wow, careful there.” Professor Lee smiled, bringing Kibum back to the pedestrian walkway. “What are you so interested in?”
Kibum noticed the older man was leaning over his shoulder trying to make out what was in the photograph that he had turned upside down. He frowned slightly, before breaking out into a smile. “Bet you can’t see a thing.”
The professor looked back at Kibum’s expression, before contemplating the tenseness hidden behind the smile. “You’re right, my eyesight is really failing me, it seems. So, what’s this?”
“Playing with lights.” Kibum shrugged, shifting his gaze back onto his photograph. He knew he was pretty easy to see through if the other party was his mentor. Afterall, he had learnt everything from this man.
“Funny.” The professor smiled anyway, although Kibum knew it wasn’t all sunshines and flowers that the smile was trying to convey. It was only a way of telling Kibum that Professor Lee understood he was trying to hide something. So he would let it pass, tentatively. “Your project, huh?”
“Yes.” Kibum nodded, his smile cautious.
“Doing well?”
Kibum paused, knowing he had uncover some of Kevin’s secrets and let himself into the younger man’s world already. Was that night, the very first night in which he met Kevin as a young boy, that emotional turmoil? Because Kevin wasn’t facing it. He wasn’t facing the name that he had, as if trying to bury the past.
Was that it?
“I’m not sure yet, but it’s progressing rather steadily.” Kibum finally replied, tight-lipped.
“Any reports you want to send to me as a midway check? It’s a week to the third month, meaning you would soon have only about hundred and twenty days left.” Professor Lee continued pressing, finding Kibum’s vague replies more attention-grabbing than the rest, wanting to know exactly what this man had in store for him.
“Don’t you trust my abilities?” Kibum almost arrogantly asked, before readjusting his confidence level. “I mean, my usual checks are always at the beginning of anything. If I doubt my work, I’ll ask you. If I don’t, I will follow it till the end and then let you decide if my choice was right. Isn’t that what you know, even writing that down on my report card?”
The older man nodded, patting his shoulder. “Just, well, don’t shock me too much.”
-
Kibum had heard Kevin talked about becoming an escort soon, and the younger had briefly explained what it would be like. Kevin’s day would be separated into two periods. Morning and night, which is 6 o’clock in the morning till 6 o’clock in the evening, and then 6 o’clock in the evening till 6 o’clock in the morning. When he starts working that way, his pay would be fixed at seven million.
Kibum decided the schedule of Kevin’s needed to be matched with his. He then contacted the principal and vague explained his situation, his concerns over the school’s timetable for him and the schedule he needs it to become.
It might be that his father actually held some shares in the school (and many other places actually), or that the principal was long-time friends with his father. Whatever the reason, his case was approved and the teachers would send their assignments to him via e-mails and expect work to be done. A lot easier than sitting through lectures after lectures, at least.
He then thanked the man and left, deciding Kevin would be too busy for him and thus contacting a teacher in-charge of the photography class if they had any field trips soon.
“I heard a lot about you from Professor Lee.” Professor Park chuckled. “Good words, of course. Well, we are actually hiking up a mountain this afternoon. You are free to join us.”
And somehow, he ended up climbing the said mountain (he didn’t really bother to check the name of it), taking in the refreshing cool air, and the greenery from at least five hundred metres above sea level. It was calming, because the other students were too engrossed in taking their own interpretation of the mountains to talk, and the serenity had this soothing effect.
Faraway, Kibum could almost say the land and the sky were only a thin horizontal line apart. And from this distance, the clouds looked like they were touchable if one reached upwards for the sky.
Clouds…
Kibum watched the beautiful clouds form a fluffy regular shape, moving slowly due to being carried away by the wind. He brought out the camera he had brought along, swiftly taking a picture of it and smiling at it. Hopefully, they would reappear the next time he brings Kevin along. Kevin would like this very much.
He knew the students majoring in photography were fully judging him for his mediocre camera and his sudden addition to their group. That didn’t matter, for their judgement was of no use to him. In fact, the only person here who might be able to help him in deciphering body language was actually the female teacher-in-charge who tagged along. Would she feel that the picture he was prepared to show was revolting, though?
“Professor Park.” Kibum called out with a charming smile, easily gaining himself a warm smile back. “You know, I’ve been rather interested in nude photography.”
“Nude?” The professor confirmed, nodding with an encouraging smile when Kibum showed affirmation to her question. Seems like she was quite accepting. “And?”
“I was wondering if the contours of the body, the position of the limbs could be used to tell what the person might be like. Something like body language.” Kibum asked, waiting for a signal that told him he was able to bring out the pictures he had developed.
“Maybe, but it’s not fully reliable. It’s not easy to learn, either.” She smiled, cocking her head to a side, eyes questioning amiably. “Why?”
“Could you help me study this picture and see if there’s any vibe it gives off?” Kibum then reached for the two pictures safely tucked into his pockets, passing them over without any hesitation. She would be able to help him, he thought.
Professor Park first frowned when she looked at the top photograph, before the wrinkle on her forehead gently faded away. “It’s too dark, actually. Or was it intentional?”
“Intentional. I didn’t want it to look too clear. Those kind of photos make me uncomfortable.” Kibum explained, now fully anticipating whatever the professor had to say.
The lady nodded to his words, using a finger to trace the apparent skin portions that showed up in the photograph. She didn’t hurry herself to reply Kibum though, despite knowing the younger man was rather fidgety in his position, seemingly expectant. “Looks like a man’s physique. Rather thin.”
Kibum paused.
He didn’t like that answer. That wasn’t what he was looking for. Of course he knew Kevin was a man, and Kevin was indeed, rather thin. Anyone could tell if they stared long enough, why would he need professional help on this?
“Do you know this man?” The professor suddenly asked, and Kibum instantly remembered that he had been too careless. How could he have fell into the trap of a photography professor, telling her that he was the one who took the picture? She had asked it so subtly, asking if the lighting was intentional. Seems like he would have to be more cautious against everyone in general. His professor wasn’t the only sneaky one.
“Yes.” Kibum truthfully replied, deciding there wasn’t anything she could draw from his answer anyway.
“Is he awkward? His position looks really uncomfortable. His knee is bent too purposefully but it doesn’t seem like he was posing because his arms are too randomly placed. If you were to ask me, I’d say he looks rather uncomfortable with a picture of him taken. Otherwise, it just means he’s plain awkward in his actions.” The professor hummed, scanning the picture once more in a bigger picture. “It’s a good picture if the lighting was slightly brighter. It would retain the contrast of bright and dark and cause the picture to turn out rather vague, but would add the hint of clarity for proper viewing.”
Uncomfortable…and that was all Kibum thought. He didn’t care about the tips the teacher was teaching him, because he simply wasn’t into the idea of developing a photography career. But why did Kevin agree if he was uncomfortable? He was so sure those eyes told him otherwise, and that certainty was the only reason why he went on with his idea.
“The next picture?” Kibum decided to think in full details only when the picture of both of them was studied completely too.
“Are there two bodies? I can make out a pair of feet underneath what seems like the blankets.” The lady frowned slightly, bringing the photo closer to her eyes. “The back of the man looks like it belongs to the same man in the previous picture. He looks a lot more comfortable in general despite the awkward height, but he looks afraid to go near whoever is beneath him.”
“Afraid?” Kibum blinked. Why would Kevin be afraid of him?
“Coming to think of it, he actually seems more nervous than afraid.” Professor Park added as an afterthought. “If he was afraid, he wouldn’t sit so comfortably on the legs under him.”
Nervous about what? Kevin had seemed nervous that day, which matched the impression this professor thought. Was there anything significant that he had to be nervous about?
“Thank you.” Kibum smiled politely. There was only this much photographs could say, but this much was enough to send Kibum thinking deeper.
-
“You look pleased.” Kibum chuckled at Kevin taking very light steps towards him, seemingly whistling.
“You don’t look too bad yourself.” Kevin hummed, unable to hide his smile as he gave Kibum a quick hug. “You know, our appointment is the very last time I’m working as a prostitute.”
“Escort?” Kibum questioned, nodding along when Kevin gave a positive reply. “So from tomorrow onwards, two men a day?”
“Yep!” Kevin grinned, lacing his fingers with Kibum’s and then swinging their linked hands like a little child. “A lot less tiring if you ask me.”
Kibum didn’t reply, enjoying the childishness Kevin was displaying as the younger skipped to the lift, him following behind like a parent unable to do a thing to spoil the fun of his overactive child.
He ignored the bitterness that was forming, and forced himself not to wonder if Kevin was also tired of his purchases. Whether or not Kevin liked his purchases or not, he was doing this for a project. Yes, he was doing this for a project, and that was a fact.
A fact that was harder to cling onto with each passing day.
-
Kevin seemed to be giving his all today, saying that he was going to make the “last time” a rather memorable one for both parties. Kibum couldn’t help but think about that afternoon, the professor’s impression of Kevin. This man before him didn’t seem, even the slightest bit, nervous.
“You know, one of us almost have to always lie down.” Kevin said, pressing on Kibum’s shoulders as a signal to get him to sit on the end of the bed. Kevin placed a knee beside Kibum’s thighs and then held onto Kibum as he straddled Kibum that way, bottom sitting comfortable on Kibum’s thighs. Adjusting himself so he was closer, he then smiled up at the older man. “But I have this other customer that we do this sort of position. You want to try?”
“You like it?” Kibum chuckled, nodding when a tinge of blush coloured the younger man’s cheeks. “I’m fine with anything you come up with, actually.”
Kevin lightly punched Kibum’s chest for the flirtatious tone in his voice, then hovered his lips before Kibum’s, getting into the mood. Eyes locked with the older man’s, Kevin then gently leaned forward to brush their lips together, before pulling back slightly. Kibum’s hands had been behind his back, supporting his weight. At the gentle teasing Kevin was doing, he brought his right hand to his side, crawling up Kevin’s thighs and then his stomach, all the way up across the younger’s chest to his chin.
Their eyes had a hint of amusement, and with two fingers, Kibum held Kevin’s chin and brought it closer. The contact, firmly pressed together with nose flatted against the other’s, made both instincts take over. Kevin tilted his head and pressed closer, slinging his arms about the older’s neck while Kibum nibbled on his lower lip and soon kissed passionately, intruding Kevin’s mouth with his tongue.
Kevin moaned softly, while Kibum brought both of his arms around Kevin’s waist, pulling him closer. The heated battle for dominance continued intensely, despite Kibum’s hands defiantly stroking Kevin’s smooth body beneath the shirt. Kevin’s fingers crawled up Kibum’s head and tangled themselves into the raven locks, tugging them forcefully while he leaned his head on Kibum’s shoulder to gasp for air. Kibum circled one of Kevin’s hard nub in the meantime, causing the younger to purr in his arms.
Kibum smirked when he felt moist lips against his neck, sucking softly. Forever a step before Kevin, he unbuttoned Kevin’s pants and dragged them down to his mid-thighs, where they could no longer be dragged down due to his legs straddling Kibum’s. That was fine, this much access was enough, Kibum smugly thought. His hands slid up from where he had left the pants, then down into the inner thighs, slowly rubbing their way up.
Kevin whined, retrieving his hands from Kibum’s head and then digging his nails into the older’s chest as a petty revenge. He kissed the area he had left teeth marks on, twirling his tongue about it before leaving sloppy kisses about the older man’s collarbone in search for the next area he could claim as his. Kevin’s hands, though, reached for Kibum’s pants and pulled them down the same way, hands quickly bringing out Kibum’s erection to stroke.
Kibum hummed lowly, palming Kevin’s clothed erection while rubbing it, teasing the younger man for his cruel teasing back on Kibum. Kibum, however, leaned backwards suddenly, then tilting himself as low as he could before ravishing Kevin’s lips, disallowing him to leave any more bites. Kevin smiled into the kiss knowingly, lustfully returning the fervor with his talented tongue.
As Kibum finally pulled down Kevin’s underwear, the older man carried Kevin’s weight and shifted him closer. Kevin hugged Kibum’s neck snugly while letting out seductive mewls muffled by their mouths, feeling the stiff erection of Kibum’s prodding at his entrance.
“Kibum-ah…” Kevin moaned while he threw his head back, feeling Kibum slowly enter him, filling up the space within him. He arched his back as the length started thrusting back and forth restrictively, gasping, while Kibum quietly enjoyed the writhing Kevin did.
Kevin subtly rubbed both their clothed bodies together, moving in the opposite directions to Kibum’s thrusts since Kibum wasn’t able to move too much while sitting on the bed. He smiled giddily when Kibum leaned against his ear, asking him to rock his body faster.
“Beg me.” Kevin giggled, unconsciously driving the sex and Kibum having to listen to him if he wanted to climax. He kissed the tip of Kibum’s nose with a cheeky smile, repeating himself. “Beg me.”
“Kevin.” Kibum breathed heavily into the younger’s ears, licking the shell of Kevin’s ear before whispering into the sensitive ear once more. “Ke…vin…”
Kevin squirmed, the ticklish feeling causing him to unconsciously raise his shoulder and move away. Kibum kissed his way down Kevin’s jawline, before smirking. Kevin pouted softly, knowing Kibum probably wouldn’t relent, thus moving faster the way the older man told him to.
One day, Kevin promised as he looked into those deep orbs. “One day, I’ll hear you beg me.”
Kibum chuckled, agreeing. “One day, and I will look forward to the same day.”
Kevin smiled, before moaning as each thrust sent a certain wave of impulses through his body. His lidded eyes unfocusedly saw Kibum’s subtly frowning form, as if concentrating on his thrusts.
So cute, the younger man thought. Kevin giggled a little, leaning his forehead against Kibum’s own sweaty one, the two panting to the rhythm their bodies were following.
Kibum grabbed the erection Kevin didn’t know he was neglecting, pumping to a similar rhythm, hearing Kevin’s beautiful whimpers fill the silence in the air. He smiled gently, the pre-cum that was leaking out abundantly telling him all that Kevin’s body couldn’t say. As usual, they were both reaching their release.
Kevin’s lips turned pale from the panting, and Kibum had to kiss them moist once more. The two tiredly kissed, passion losing against exhaustion, focusing their energy on their lower bodies’ throbbing need. It didn’t take too long, fortunately, when Kibum’s cum struck Kevin’s prostate after the final thrust, and the younger came at the warm sensation.
Leaning his weight on Kibum tiredly, the older man then laid backwards on the bed and rode out his length. When their bodies were separated, he then helped Kevin into a more comfortable position, the two worn out from that day’s worth of work.
Despite drifting into unconsciousness, Kevin reached for Kibum’s hand and intertwined their fingers. The two bodies fell asleep to the lullaby of their steady breaths, and the radiating warmth from the other figure next to them.
-
My stomach has a flu, so it's making me have diarrheoa and feel nausea.
I swear I feel like I'm a pregnant woman ;~~;
Not that I know how that feels like, eh-heh.
So sorry for the late update! Happy Lunar New Year to those who are Chinese? :D
Fandom(s) : U-KISS
Pairing(s): KeMaru
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Romance
Warnings: Awful!English
Author's Notes: My second NaNoWriMo, and a rather bold decision, if I might say :)! Hopefully doesn't contain too much inaccuracies, and if it does, please ignore it? >_>?
Prologue :: Chapter 1 :: Chapter 2 :: Chapter 3 :: Chapter 4 :: Chapter 5 :: Chapter 6 :: Chapter 7
Chapter 8 :: Chapter 9 :: Chapter 10 :: Chapter 11 :: Chapter 12
Kibum had gone to the shop nearby his school early in the morning to develop the two pictures he had been studying on his camera for three days. He realised it would be easier to study the picture when it was not on a rather reflective screen, and was a lot more stress-free to pick spots he wanted to stare at then abuse the buttons on his small digital camera.
Carrying his developed photos, he was almost knocked down by a car if not for his professor.
“Wow, careful there.” Professor Lee smiled, bringing Kibum back to the pedestrian walkway. “What are you so interested in?”
Kibum noticed the older man was leaning over his shoulder trying to make out what was in the photograph that he had turned upside down. He frowned slightly, before breaking out into a smile. “Bet you can’t see a thing.”
The professor looked back at Kibum’s expression, before contemplating the tenseness hidden behind the smile. “You’re right, my eyesight is really failing me, it seems. So, what’s this?”
“Playing with lights.” Kibum shrugged, shifting his gaze back onto his photograph. He knew he was pretty easy to see through if the other party was his mentor. Afterall, he had learnt everything from this man.
“Funny.” The professor smiled anyway, although Kibum knew it wasn’t all sunshines and flowers that the smile was trying to convey. It was only a way of telling Kibum that Professor Lee understood he was trying to hide something. So he would let it pass, tentatively. “Your project, huh?”
“Yes.” Kibum nodded, his smile cautious.
“Doing well?”
Kibum paused, knowing he had uncover some of Kevin’s secrets and let himself into the younger man’s world already. Was that night, the very first night in which he met Kevin as a young boy, that emotional turmoil? Because Kevin wasn’t facing it. He wasn’t facing the name that he had, as if trying to bury the past.
Was that it?
“I’m not sure yet, but it’s progressing rather steadily.” Kibum finally replied, tight-lipped.
“Any reports you want to send to me as a midway check? It’s a week to the third month, meaning you would soon have only about hundred and twenty days left.” Professor Lee continued pressing, finding Kibum’s vague replies more attention-grabbing than the rest, wanting to know exactly what this man had in store for him.
“Don’t you trust my abilities?” Kibum almost arrogantly asked, before readjusting his confidence level. “I mean, my usual checks are always at the beginning of anything. If I doubt my work, I’ll ask you. If I don’t, I will follow it till the end and then let you decide if my choice was right. Isn’t that what you know, even writing that down on my report card?”
The older man nodded, patting his shoulder. “Just, well, don’t shock me too much.”
-
Kibum had heard Kevin talked about becoming an escort soon, and the younger had briefly explained what it would be like. Kevin’s day would be separated into two periods. Morning and night, which is 6 o’clock in the morning till 6 o’clock in the evening, and then 6 o’clock in the evening till 6 o’clock in the morning. When he starts working that way, his pay would be fixed at seven million.
Kibum decided the schedule of Kevin’s needed to be matched with his. He then contacted the principal and vague explained his situation, his concerns over the school’s timetable for him and the schedule he needs it to become.
It might be that his father actually held some shares in the school (and many other places actually), or that the principal was long-time friends with his father. Whatever the reason, his case was approved and the teachers would send their assignments to him via e-mails and expect work to be done. A lot easier than sitting through lectures after lectures, at least.
He then thanked the man and left, deciding Kevin would be too busy for him and thus contacting a teacher in-charge of the photography class if they had any field trips soon.
“I heard a lot about you from Professor Lee.” Professor Park chuckled. “Good words, of course. Well, we are actually hiking up a mountain this afternoon. You are free to join us.”
And somehow, he ended up climbing the said mountain (he didn’t really bother to check the name of it), taking in the refreshing cool air, and the greenery from at least five hundred metres above sea level. It was calming, because the other students were too engrossed in taking their own interpretation of the mountains to talk, and the serenity had this soothing effect.
Faraway, Kibum could almost say the land and the sky were only a thin horizontal line apart. And from this distance, the clouds looked like they were touchable if one reached upwards for the sky.
Clouds…
Kibum watched the beautiful clouds form a fluffy regular shape, moving slowly due to being carried away by the wind. He brought out the camera he had brought along, swiftly taking a picture of it and smiling at it. Hopefully, they would reappear the next time he brings Kevin along. Kevin would like this very much.
He knew the students majoring in photography were fully judging him for his mediocre camera and his sudden addition to their group. That didn’t matter, for their judgement was of no use to him. In fact, the only person here who might be able to help him in deciphering body language was actually the female teacher-in-charge who tagged along. Would she feel that the picture he was prepared to show was revolting, though?
“Professor Park.” Kibum called out with a charming smile, easily gaining himself a warm smile back. “You know, I’ve been rather interested in nude photography.”
“Nude?” The professor confirmed, nodding with an encouraging smile when Kibum showed affirmation to her question. Seems like she was quite accepting. “And?”
“I was wondering if the contours of the body, the position of the limbs could be used to tell what the person might be like. Something like body language.” Kibum asked, waiting for a signal that told him he was able to bring out the pictures he had developed.
“Maybe, but it’s not fully reliable. It’s not easy to learn, either.” She smiled, cocking her head to a side, eyes questioning amiably. “Why?”
“Could you help me study this picture and see if there’s any vibe it gives off?” Kibum then reached for the two pictures safely tucked into his pockets, passing them over without any hesitation. She would be able to help him, he thought.
Professor Park first frowned when she looked at the top photograph, before the wrinkle on her forehead gently faded away. “It’s too dark, actually. Or was it intentional?”
“Intentional. I didn’t want it to look too clear. Those kind of photos make me uncomfortable.” Kibum explained, now fully anticipating whatever the professor had to say.
The lady nodded to his words, using a finger to trace the apparent skin portions that showed up in the photograph. She didn’t hurry herself to reply Kibum though, despite knowing the younger man was rather fidgety in his position, seemingly expectant. “Looks like a man’s physique. Rather thin.”
Kibum paused.
He didn’t like that answer. That wasn’t what he was looking for. Of course he knew Kevin was a man, and Kevin was indeed, rather thin. Anyone could tell if they stared long enough, why would he need professional help on this?
“Do you know this man?” The professor suddenly asked, and Kibum instantly remembered that he had been too careless. How could he have fell into the trap of a photography professor, telling her that he was the one who took the picture? She had asked it so subtly, asking if the lighting was intentional. Seems like he would have to be more cautious against everyone in general. His professor wasn’t the only sneaky one.
“Yes.” Kibum truthfully replied, deciding there wasn’t anything she could draw from his answer anyway.
“Is he awkward? His position looks really uncomfortable. His knee is bent too purposefully but it doesn’t seem like he was posing because his arms are too randomly placed. If you were to ask me, I’d say he looks rather uncomfortable with a picture of him taken. Otherwise, it just means he’s plain awkward in his actions.” The professor hummed, scanning the picture once more in a bigger picture. “It’s a good picture if the lighting was slightly brighter. It would retain the contrast of bright and dark and cause the picture to turn out rather vague, but would add the hint of clarity for proper viewing.”
Uncomfortable…and that was all Kibum thought. He didn’t care about the tips the teacher was teaching him, because he simply wasn’t into the idea of developing a photography career. But why did Kevin agree if he was uncomfortable? He was so sure those eyes told him otherwise, and that certainty was the only reason why he went on with his idea.
“The next picture?” Kibum decided to think in full details only when the picture of both of them was studied completely too.
“Are there two bodies? I can make out a pair of feet underneath what seems like the blankets.” The lady frowned slightly, bringing the photo closer to her eyes. “The back of the man looks like it belongs to the same man in the previous picture. He looks a lot more comfortable in general despite the awkward height, but he looks afraid to go near whoever is beneath him.”
“Afraid?” Kibum blinked. Why would Kevin be afraid of him?
“Coming to think of it, he actually seems more nervous than afraid.” Professor Park added as an afterthought. “If he was afraid, he wouldn’t sit so comfortably on the legs under him.”
Nervous about what? Kevin had seemed nervous that day, which matched the impression this professor thought. Was there anything significant that he had to be nervous about?
“Thank you.” Kibum smiled politely. There was only this much photographs could say, but this much was enough to send Kibum thinking deeper.
-
“You look pleased.” Kibum chuckled at Kevin taking very light steps towards him, seemingly whistling.
“You don’t look too bad yourself.” Kevin hummed, unable to hide his smile as he gave Kibum a quick hug. “You know, our appointment is the very last time I’m working as a prostitute.”
“Escort?” Kibum questioned, nodding along when Kevin gave a positive reply. “So from tomorrow onwards, two men a day?”
“Yep!” Kevin grinned, lacing his fingers with Kibum’s and then swinging their linked hands like a little child. “A lot less tiring if you ask me.”
Kibum didn’t reply, enjoying the childishness Kevin was displaying as the younger skipped to the lift, him following behind like a parent unable to do a thing to spoil the fun of his overactive child.
He ignored the bitterness that was forming, and forced himself not to wonder if Kevin was also tired of his purchases. Whether or not Kevin liked his purchases or not, he was doing this for a project. Yes, he was doing this for a project, and that was a fact.
A fact that was harder to cling onto with each passing day.
-
Kevin seemed to be giving his all today, saying that he was going to make the “last time” a rather memorable one for both parties. Kibum couldn’t help but think about that afternoon, the professor’s impression of Kevin. This man before him didn’t seem, even the slightest bit, nervous.
“You know, one of us almost have to always lie down.” Kevin said, pressing on Kibum’s shoulders as a signal to get him to sit on the end of the bed. Kevin placed a knee beside Kibum’s thighs and then held onto Kibum as he straddled Kibum that way, bottom sitting comfortable on Kibum’s thighs. Adjusting himself so he was closer, he then smiled up at the older man. “But I have this other customer that we do this sort of position. You want to try?”
“You like it?” Kibum chuckled, nodding when a tinge of blush coloured the younger man’s cheeks. “I’m fine with anything you come up with, actually.”
Kevin lightly punched Kibum’s chest for the flirtatious tone in his voice, then hovered his lips before Kibum’s, getting into the mood. Eyes locked with the older man’s, Kevin then gently leaned forward to brush their lips together, before pulling back slightly. Kibum’s hands had been behind his back, supporting his weight. At the gentle teasing Kevin was doing, he brought his right hand to his side, crawling up Kevin’s thighs and then his stomach, all the way up across the younger’s chest to his chin.
Their eyes had a hint of amusement, and with two fingers, Kibum held Kevin’s chin and brought it closer. The contact, firmly pressed together with nose flatted against the other’s, made both instincts take over. Kevin tilted his head and pressed closer, slinging his arms about the older’s neck while Kibum nibbled on his lower lip and soon kissed passionately, intruding Kevin’s mouth with his tongue.
Kevin moaned softly, while Kibum brought both of his arms around Kevin’s waist, pulling him closer. The heated battle for dominance continued intensely, despite Kibum’s hands defiantly stroking Kevin’s smooth body beneath the shirt. Kevin’s fingers crawled up Kibum’s head and tangled themselves into the raven locks, tugging them forcefully while he leaned his head on Kibum’s shoulder to gasp for air. Kibum circled one of Kevin’s hard nub in the meantime, causing the younger to purr in his arms.
Kibum smirked when he felt moist lips against his neck, sucking softly. Forever a step before Kevin, he unbuttoned Kevin’s pants and dragged them down to his mid-thighs, where they could no longer be dragged down due to his legs straddling Kibum’s. That was fine, this much access was enough, Kibum smugly thought. His hands slid up from where he had left the pants, then down into the inner thighs, slowly rubbing their way up.
Kevin whined, retrieving his hands from Kibum’s head and then digging his nails into the older’s chest as a petty revenge. He kissed the area he had left teeth marks on, twirling his tongue about it before leaving sloppy kisses about the older man’s collarbone in search for the next area he could claim as his. Kevin’s hands, though, reached for Kibum’s pants and pulled them down the same way, hands quickly bringing out Kibum’s erection to stroke.
Kibum hummed lowly, palming Kevin’s clothed erection while rubbing it, teasing the younger man for his cruel teasing back on Kibum. Kibum, however, leaned backwards suddenly, then tilting himself as low as he could before ravishing Kevin’s lips, disallowing him to leave any more bites. Kevin smiled into the kiss knowingly, lustfully returning the fervor with his talented tongue.
As Kibum finally pulled down Kevin’s underwear, the older man carried Kevin’s weight and shifted him closer. Kevin hugged Kibum’s neck snugly while letting out seductive mewls muffled by their mouths, feeling the stiff erection of Kibum’s prodding at his entrance.
“Kibum-ah…” Kevin moaned while he threw his head back, feeling Kibum slowly enter him, filling up the space within him. He arched his back as the length started thrusting back and forth restrictively, gasping, while Kibum quietly enjoyed the writhing Kevin did.
Kevin subtly rubbed both their clothed bodies together, moving in the opposite directions to Kibum’s thrusts since Kibum wasn’t able to move too much while sitting on the bed. He smiled giddily when Kibum leaned against his ear, asking him to rock his body faster.
“Beg me.” Kevin giggled, unconsciously driving the sex and Kibum having to listen to him if he wanted to climax. He kissed the tip of Kibum’s nose with a cheeky smile, repeating himself. “Beg me.”
“Kevin.” Kibum breathed heavily into the younger’s ears, licking the shell of Kevin’s ear before whispering into the sensitive ear once more. “Ke…vin…”
Kevin squirmed, the ticklish feeling causing him to unconsciously raise his shoulder and move away. Kibum kissed his way down Kevin’s jawline, before smirking. Kevin pouted softly, knowing Kibum probably wouldn’t relent, thus moving faster the way the older man told him to.
One day, Kevin promised as he looked into those deep orbs. “One day, I’ll hear you beg me.”
Kibum chuckled, agreeing. “One day, and I will look forward to the same day.”
Kevin smiled, before moaning as each thrust sent a certain wave of impulses through his body. His lidded eyes unfocusedly saw Kibum’s subtly frowning form, as if concentrating on his thrusts.
So cute, the younger man thought. Kevin giggled a little, leaning his forehead against Kibum’s own sweaty one, the two panting to the rhythm their bodies were following.
Kibum grabbed the erection Kevin didn’t know he was neglecting, pumping to a similar rhythm, hearing Kevin’s beautiful whimpers fill the silence in the air. He smiled gently, the pre-cum that was leaking out abundantly telling him all that Kevin’s body couldn’t say. As usual, they were both reaching their release.
Kevin’s lips turned pale from the panting, and Kibum had to kiss them moist once more. The two tiredly kissed, passion losing against exhaustion, focusing their energy on their lower bodies’ throbbing need. It didn’t take too long, fortunately, when Kibum’s cum struck Kevin’s prostate after the final thrust, and the younger came at the warm sensation.
Leaning his weight on Kibum tiredly, the older man then laid backwards on the bed and rode out his length. When their bodies were separated, he then helped Kevin into a more comfortable position, the two worn out from that day’s worth of work.
Despite drifting into unconsciousness, Kevin reached for Kibum’s hand and intertwined their fingers. The two bodies fell asleep to the lullaby of their steady breaths, and the radiating warmth from the other figure next to them.
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My stomach has a flu, so it's making me have diarrheoa and feel nausea.
I swear I feel like I'm a pregnant woman ;~~;
Not that I know how that feels like, eh-heh.
So sorry for the late update! Happy Lunar New Year to those who are Chinese? :D