[ONESHOT] Strange Night (NC-17)
Name: Strange Night
Pairing: GDYB, YB&OC
Genre: Romance
Rating: kinda R
Summary: Youngbae feels the sexual pleasure of his life that night.
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I smell his perfume and feel myself floating into the sky, with one difference he floats with me. My God, what is he beautiful. A pair of sweet brown eyes, eyebrows like two waves on his face, the sweat drops from my face when I rub his full lips and feel them on mine.
His pretty little nose that fits so perfectly, that face touches my cheek. My body glows from head to toe. My nipples feel his. They feel just as hard as his, with my tongue I taste his nipple and show my love for him.
The pleasure is mutual.
I felt his hands slide over my body writhing and moaning I answered his gestures. We merge into one. He curls up on me and our hips rotate as if on command the same directions. I feel his lips down over my chest, to my belly and all I can do is moan and tossing my fingers through his hair, his chest touches mine.
I massage his nipples while hid tongue continued searching for the spot where my body is already burning wanted to be touched. He knows where to look. I lift him up and turn my body half way to his so that I can taste it and that he can be guided by my silence dominant instructions.
He is between my legs and I'm between his. I smell his perfume, his body is mine, I want him to reach his climax. He wants the same. Groaning, I feel his tongue going deep and I do the same with him, this is life, this is enjoyment, this is love. Jerky movements and a shocking hip motion show that its won't last that long. I want a little delay, I turn back around and crawl on him now, then my nipples against his and I try to find his lips.
We suck each other and our legs are attached to each. My God, I was enjoying the sexual pleasure of my life with this beautiful creature. But the time is invaluable. I feel his fingers sliding into me and I turn along with his movements, do the same with him and suddenly there was the explosion. Same time we come to a climax. I see fireworks, I feel my body burn and moan in pleasure and wants to call his name.
But then suddenly I realize I don't even know what his name is. Am I dreaming? Is this a fantasy that I experience. Why I can not even get his name? I lift my head up and look surprised at him. He's gone. All I see is a dark room, my girlfriend beside me is still sleeping. I'm surprised and turn on the lights.
My girlfriend wakes up and yawns: "Is something wrong?" She asked sleepily. "No, you go ahead to sleep, I had a nightmare," I reply. "You want to talk about it?" She dramt a while. No, there's nothing more I say and finally realize.
This love is beyond my salvation if I have to look at man in my dreams to make my life a pleasure. Then I can decide for myself that this relationship already doomed to failure. But God what was he beautiful. I was disappointed and turned off the lights again with the hope that I can see him back in my dream just to finish it, because the burning feeling isn't gone yet.
But the disappointment is great. But not greater than the realization that your relationship is doomed to failure after a wet dream because there is no longer something between us, never was once there.