Behind the Sex - Chapter 5
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
Kevin stirred awake to his handphone’s message tone, and quickly checked the time before reading the message. It was still fine, only twelve minutes after seven o’clock. Usually no one would find him so early in the morning.
Schedule at ten, room 804.
That’s fine, he has time to wash up and get breakfast, and maybe shop around for a while for new clothes or something. Not that it really mattered, since his clothes would be on floors half the time. However, his customers would probably like seeing something else on him, because wearing the same clothes over and over again just made people have this cheap impression.
He looked around him and suddenly remembered yesterday’s encounter, the man that left before he woke up. The man he didn’t even know the name of was a pretty curious case, wasn’t he? Young and rather built, with really deep eyes…Oh fuck, did he pay? “Damn it, that jerk, if he dares take me as a free-”
Kevin surveyed the room with a growl, before spotting a stack of cash by his neatly folded clothes, his negative thoughts then tentatively pushed away. Yet, before he could sing in praise of the man, he counted the money skilfully.
“Exactly five million, six hundred and forty two thousand won. What a miser.” Kevin rolled his eyes, before pausing. “Or he really didn’t enjoy the sex at all. Darn.”
Kevin sighed, then walking to the bathroom.
“I shall just wish I wouldn’t see him again.”
-
Kibum distractedly listened to his lecturer conduct the ever-so-boring lecture. He used to listen attentively no matter what, but is recently more and more distracted, especially after meeting his research subject.
He was quite cute, Kibum belatedly thought. In all truths, he is easily a lot more adorable than two third of his class.
As yesterday replayed in his mind, Kibum started jotting down his overall first impression. Kevin, was observant. He minded things more than he showed. He was also rather straightforward, whether or not he wants to. If he has doubts, he asks away.
A typical prostitute, but somehow giving people the impression that he’s protective of his body at the same time. That if he dared touch Kevin sexually after an hour passed, he would have to pay the price, literally.
Why didn’t he just entice Kibum into touching him and then making him pay? That was beyond Kibum, but he would find out one day.
Inquisitive, Kibum mentally added, as Kevin was seemingly intrigued by his mild reactions and his decision of finding a prostitute at his age. Kibum paused, realising the excuse of being gay and therefore finding a male prostitute wasn’t used. Must be the fatigue, Kibum sadly thought.
Now that the first meeting is done, first impression all scribbled down, how else should Kibum interact for Kevin to reveal more of himself unconsciously?
-
“I’m off.” Kibum announced as he wore his casual clothes and locked the door. Slipping into slippers instead, since it was a lot easier to take them out, Kibum then strolled to that brothel he visited the day before.
“Are you here to complain about Kevin?” The receptionist raised an eyebrow, unable to read Kibum’s neutral expression.
“No, actually, I’m here for another hour. He was good.” Kibum smiled, looking around without a care for the receptionist, unlike the day before. “Where is he?”
“Oh. Well, next time you can just give us a ring and if you have no concerns over where you both have sex at, we will always set it at the hotel you went yesterday. Kevin has a schedule, you see, so you have to call us and we will arrange a time slot. If you’re agreeable with the time, we’ll tell you the room number and he would be there on time.” The receptionist explained, giving Kibum a name card. “This is the number you call. You don’t have to trouble yourself to come here.”
“All right.” Kibum nodded, allowing himself a second to think about how advanced this brothel seemed. “Is he free now?”
“Ah, let me check.” The receptionist smiled kindly (well, she has to if Kibum was another reason why she has a pay rise), calling someone and then asking about Kevin’s schedule. From the words she used, she didn’t seem to be talking to Kevin. “Fifteen minutes more? Okay, wait, I’ll ask.”
“I’m fine with waiting for another fifteen minutes.” Kibum cut in, smiling amiably.
“Yeah, okay, book another room.” She said to the phone, before putting it down. Brightly beaming at Kibum, she then spoke. “You can now make your way to the hotel. Oh, Kevin costs five million, six hundred and fifty thousand won today.”
Kibum wrote that out in numbers in his own head, realising it was an eight thousand increase from yesterday. “What happened?”
“It’s just that he costs more after every day.” The receptionist dismissively said, smiling politely at the person behind him. “Welcome.”
Kibum thought it was her way of asking him to go to the hotel and shut up about his questions. Leaving his question at the back of his head, and mentally reminding himself to review it later, Kibum then took a walk to the hotel.
Best to save costs while he can, if Kevin’s price was going to change every single day.
-
Kevin screamed, panting hard after feeling his patron’s release in him. As he slowly opened his eyes, he saw the man place a cheque beside his thin arm on the same bed.
“Thanks for the night.” He said, then leaving the room silently after wearing his clothes.
Kevin reached for his phone as if whatever had happened a minute earlier was an illusion. He had heard the vibration when the man was thrusting into him, but it would be rude to reach for his phone and check what it was about.
Ten minutes, room 527.
With an inaudible sigh, Kevin quickly cleaned up the cum left in him by the previous client, wearing his clothes. He thought it was the last schedule for the night, yet it seems like there’s a sudden appointment made.
Hurrying to leave the current room because there was only a minute and twenty seconds left, he jabbed the lift button and then waited for the lift to reach him, who was on the second level. Kevin never liked to be late, and it was something he lived by. Imagine the negative thoughts that could form just because he was late for a second. He wouldn’t want any of his customers to be unpleased, because that would make his later jobs harder. “Quick…”
A soft ring indicated that the lift was here, and as the doors opened, Kevin idly wondered who would make such an abrupt appointment at this time in the night. In fact, his clients usually had to rush home to prevent suspicions from being raised from their wives, and left him to sleep in the room for the night. The bed in the hotel is a lot more comfortable than the cheap one he bought back in the dormitory, afterall.
“Oh, hello.” Kibum greeted before Kevin could register how this face looked so familiar as he walked in. “Going to the fifth floor?”
Kevin furrowed his eyebrows gently and realised this was the man from the previous night. Processing his words, he then nodded warily, eyes scanning the man. “How do you know?”
“Oh, I happen to be going there too.” Kibum shrugged, staring at their distance. It was as if Kevin was afraid of him or just didn’t want anything to do with him.
Would be interesting to see Kevin suddenly cling onto him when he realised he was the next appointment.
The lift stopped at the fifth level and the two exited. Kevin turned left, already knowing the hotel pretty well, while Kibum searched around for a toilet. He had the key, but better to build suspense in Kevin’s heart, not letting him realise he was playing mind games with him. This was going to be fun.
“Kevin, where is the washroom?” Kibum asked, for the first time calling Kevin by his name.
The prostitute stopped in his tracks, turning around hesitantly and wondering if he was feeling kind today. “Go down three rooms and turn to the left. Follow the walkway and turn right.”
“Thanks.” Kibum smiled, but Kevin didn’t look long enough to see it.
So he had a careless attitude to those he wasn’t entertaining? Cruel, how very cruel, but that made Kibum even more excited to see that shocked expression that would flash across Kevin’s beautiful features.
He smirked as he washed his hands, adjusted his clothes and did all he could do in the toilet to waste time. Checking the time, he chuckled, making Kevin wait exactly three minutes and fifteen seconds at the moment. With confident steps, he then stepped out of the washroom and headed back to the main walkway, noticing Kevin waiting outside a room. Kevin was looking at the lift with sharp eyes, trying to figure out who his next client was apparently.
Kibum then took the opposite route to avoid Kevin’s sight range, casually strolling and watching Kevin check his watch in worry.
How should he let Kevin know he’s the one actually?
“Waited for quite some time, huh?” Kibum said before he could actually consider if those words were what he wanted to use, the impression he wanted to give.
Kevin turned around and paused, cautiously processing Kibum’s words. “You’re…the one I’m waiting for?”
“I don’t know.” Kibum nonchalantly replied, face hiding the smirk he was wearing. He reached for the card in his back pocket and held it in front of Kevin’s eyes. “Let’s see if this works.”
The green light flashed when the matching card was swiped down the card reader, unlocking the door. At this, Kevin’s mouth fell agape. To think he was tricked!
Kibum strolled in and wondered how long it Kevin will take to start sucking up to him again. One, two-
About three seconds? Kibum chuckled, as he felt arms circle around his waist and heard a click indicating that the door was shut. Kevin nuzzled his neck from behind and started nibbling gently on his ear, trailing forward as he jumped up on Kibum. Wrapping his legs about Kibum’s waist, Kevin then hugged the other’s neck and leaned over.
Kibum supported Kevin’s weight with his palms on Kevin’s bottom, turning his head and allowing Kevin easier access to his lips. He then took a few steps towards the bed and sat on it, as Kevin kissed him fiercely, wishing the customer would forget the episode outside the room.
Why would Kibum mind whatever that had happened outside the room earlier on? He had planned it all.
Kibum then gently pried off Kevin’s legs, pushing him to the front, as if trapped in Kevin’s bewitching charm. Kevin seemed to have caught on with Kibum’s intentions, shifting obediently while deepening the kiss in the more comfortable position on Kibum’s lap. Threading his fingers through Kibum’s soft locks, he remembered Kibum’s request to kiss him the day before. Maybe he had a fetish for kisses. Grabbing onto this clue, Kevin tilted his head and fought Kibum’s tongue for dominance in the other’s mouth. Even if he was growing breathless, it was fine, if he could earn just a little moan of pleasure from Kibum.
Kibum held onto the back of Kevin’s head, using the same amount of energy to fight Kevin’s eager tongue. He could feel Kevin’s burning face pressed against his cheeks, then pulling away and watching the other choke on air. He smiled softly, deciding this was the first time Kevin actually kissed someone so strongly. Kevin, afterall, did say he didn’t know how to kiss properly.
Kevin looked back into Kibum’s eyes, embarrassed, after getting the oxygen he much needed. Only that the soft smile he saw made his imagination run wild, wondering what it meant. Kibum pressed a sweet kiss against Kevin’s lips swiftly, before smiling again.
Keeping silent, because he had no idea what Kibum really wanted, he decided to go with the flow and try to figure out Kibum’s preferences instead. He had been in such a rush to get Kibum to react, but today, he’ll do all he can to match his customer’s needs.
“Come on, smile for me.” A gentle whisper brought Kevin out of his temporary trance. Kevin took a second to understand the words, making himself even more confused. Why were all these requests so simple? “Can’t you spare me just one smile?”
Kibum didn’t really know what had gotten over him, for him to spout out such nonsense. He just wanted to see the smile he couldn’t forget even in his last night’s dream. Why was Kevin so hesitant on giving just one smile? Kibum wanted to search deeper, to understand the qualms Kevin had about giving one sincere smile. Did the problem lie in him? Or was it Kevin’s previous experiences?
He wasn’t sure if this was a selfish thought or just a general one anymore. Come on, Kibum pleaded with his eyes, just one smile.
Where did his logical side go to? Where were all his plans on making Kevin drop his guard further? Where did the ideas of making Kevin react to a new situation disappear to?
How did his smugness outside the room turn into such desperation for a silly smile?
Kevin uncertainly gave a smile, the context a little awkward for him to truly do so. Kibum seemed satisfied with that much, pressing Kevin’s head towards him and locking their lips once more. In the raging lust, two bodies fell back onto the bed, clothes soon rid of their bodies.
Kevin pulled away when his lungs ached for air, finally smiling, slightly more relaxed now. At least he wasn’t asked to smile, making it feel a lot natural and a lot more comfortable to do so. Kibum paused, mesmerised by the gorgeousness of the smile, so simply whisking his thoughts away.
Was this falling in love?
Wasn’t it a little too easy?
Kibum hadn’t fallen in love before, so he would never know. Instead of having sex with Kevin, Kibum simply wanted to kiss this man all night long. Kevin cut off his thoughts with another kiss, and Kibum responded by nibbling the pink, plush lips, trying to claim every spot of this mouth.
Kevin purred softly, hugging Kibum’s body closer and feeling Kibum’s member actually grow stiff. This man was seriously aroused by pure kisses?
Just one night, Kibum decided. One night to let himself a little looser and fall in love if he was meant to - to go crazy for this smile, even if it meant the wrong move for his research. He immersed himself in the sweetness he felt from the kiss, the subtle grinding Kevin was doing against his growing erection.
And he realised how irresistible Kevin was, something he failed to realise the day before in his efforts to look nonchalant. With the tip of his erection continuously prodding Kevin’s entrance, he swore the prostitute was just enticing him. No, the last bit of sanity yelled, don’t succumb to temptations.
Kevin rolled off Kibum, calming his frantically beating heart. He was starting to lose his sense of direction in this chaos, mind already seeing stars. “Sorry, I need to breathe.”
Kibum turned to see Kevin’s clouded eyes, his heaving chest, his state so appealing, so alluring. He looked away, closing his eyes.
Resist.
Kevin regretted pausing in his actions, seeing Kibum close his eyes and not speak a word. He positioned himself above Kibum’s erection, with his back facing his patron, then slowly letting Kibum enter him. Leaning back, he brought Kibum’s arms around his form and willed the man to thrust.
“Fuck me.” Kevin vulgarly begged, voice in a whining tone.
Who was the one really going insane?
Maybe it was all the masturbation he had done. After his member was firmly wrapped around by the insides of Kevin’s, Kibum could gather his thoughts once more. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to listen to this enticing plea, but he couldn’t, the logical side reminded Kibum.
Kibum mildly pulled himself out of Kevin and then gently shoved his erection back into the other. All the moans Kevin let out didn’t change a single thing, and when Kevin tried to turn around to kiss Kibum, the only weakness Kevin found so far, Kibum wouldn’t let him. Subtly, Kibum was preventing himself from losing his mind by hugging Kevin’s slim waist. Holding him with his own chest against Kevin’s back, Kibum tried to forget how fitting this position was, that his forearms could rest on the curve so comfortably.
Only that he couldn’t stop the thoughts of their mind-blowing kiss, and that was more erotic than the sex currently happening. Coming to such a scene playing in his head, Kibum bit his lower lip, forcing himself to not let out a noise that was louder than a sigh. Kevin cried out, tiredly giving Kibum’s arms around him a squeeze.
As Kibum rode out and fell asleep next to Kevin, Kevin didn’t leave. It wasn’t the money issue anymore, though yes, Kevin would have to collect his payment later. Watching the serene face, Kevin wanted to find out how he was going to make this man moan for him.
He wasn’t going to give up, Kevin determinedly promised himself. It was his first ever challenge in his career, and he was setting his mind on completing it.
-
Eheh, Kibum's falling in love too fast when he came off so cold in the first few chapters ;~~;
Disregard the idiocy and just put it as he hasn't fallen in love before nor interact with people much so when he finally does, he gets pulled in faster and stronger than the rest.
Or Kevin's just superbly attractive.
LOLOLOL.
/is an idiot
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
Kevin stirred awake to his handphone’s message tone, and quickly checked the time before reading the message. It was still fine, only twelve minutes after seven o’clock. Usually no one would find him so early in the morning.
Schedule at ten, room 804.
That’s fine, he has time to wash up and get breakfast, and maybe shop around for a while for new clothes or something. Not that it really mattered, since his clothes would be on floors half the time. However, his customers would probably like seeing something else on him, because wearing the same clothes over and over again just made people have this cheap impression.
He looked around him and suddenly remembered yesterday’s encounter, the man that left before he woke up. The man he didn’t even know the name of was a pretty curious case, wasn’t he? Young and rather built, with really deep eyes…Oh fuck, did he pay? “Damn it, that jerk, if he dares take me as a free-”
Kevin surveyed the room with a growl, before spotting a stack of cash by his neatly folded clothes, his negative thoughts then tentatively pushed away. Yet, before he could sing in praise of the man, he counted the money skilfully.
“Exactly five million, six hundred and forty two thousand won. What a miser.” Kevin rolled his eyes, before pausing. “Or he really didn’t enjoy the sex at all. Darn.”
Kevin sighed, then walking to the bathroom.
“I shall just wish I wouldn’t see him again.”
-
Kibum distractedly listened to his lecturer conduct the ever-so-boring lecture. He used to listen attentively no matter what, but is recently more and more distracted, especially after meeting his research subject.
He was quite cute, Kibum belatedly thought. In all truths, he is easily a lot more adorable than two third of his class.
As yesterday replayed in his mind, Kibum started jotting down his overall first impression. Kevin, was observant. He minded things more than he showed. He was also rather straightforward, whether or not he wants to. If he has doubts, he asks away.
A typical prostitute, but somehow giving people the impression that he’s protective of his body at the same time. That if he dared touch Kevin sexually after an hour passed, he would have to pay the price, literally.
Why didn’t he just entice Kibum into touching him and then making him pay? That was beyond Kibum, but he would find out one day.
Inquisitive, Kibum mentally added, as Kevin was seemingly intrigued by his mild reactions and his decision of finding a prostitute at his age. Kibum paused, realising the excuse of being gay and therefore finding a male prostitute wasn’t used. Must be the fatigue, Kibum sadly thought.
Now that the first meeting is done, first impression all scribbled down, how else should Kibum interact for Kevin to reveal more of himself unconsciously?
-
“I’m off.” Kibum announced as he wore his casual clothes and locked the door. Slipping into slippers instead, since it was a lot easier to take them out, Kibum then strolled to that brothel he visited the day before.
“Are you here to complain about Kevin?” The receptionist raised an eyebrow, unable to read Kibum’s neutral expression.
“No, actually, I’m here for another hour. He was good.” Kibum smiled, looking around without a care for the receptionist, unlike the day before. “Where is he?”
“Oh. Well, next time you can just give us a ring and if you have no concerns over where you both have sex at, we will always set it at the hotel you went yesterday. Kevin has a schedule, you see, so you have to call us and we will arrange a time slot. If you’re agreeable with the time, we’ll tell you the room number and he would be there on time.” The receptionist explained, giving Kibum a name card. “This is the number you call. You don’t have to trouble yourself to come here.”
“All right.” Kibum nodded, allowing himself a second to think about how advanced this brothel seemed. “Is he free now?”
“Ah, let me check.” The receptionist smiled kindly (well, she has to if Kibum was another reason why she has a pay rise), calling someone and then asking about Kevin’s schedule. From the words she used, she didn’t seem to be talking to Kevin. “Fifteen minutes more? Okay, wait, I’ll ask.”
“I’m fine with waiting for another fifteen minutes.” Kibum cut in, smiling amiably.
“Yeah, okay, book another room.” She said to the phone, before putting it down. Brightly beaming at Kibum, she then spoke. “You can now make your way to the hotel. Oh, Kevin costs five million, six hundred and fifty thousand won today.”
Kibum wrote that out in numbers in his own head, realising it was an eight thousand increase from yesterday. “What happened?”
“It’s just that he costs more after every day.” The receptionist dismissively said, smiling politely at the person behind him. “Welcome.”
Kibum thought it was her way of asking him to go to the hotel and shut up about his questions. Leaving his question at the back of his head, and mentally reminding himself to review it later, Kibum then took a walk to the hotel.
Best to save costs while he can, if Kevin’s price was going to change every single day.
-
Kevin screamed, panting hard after feeling his patron’s release in him. As he slowly opened his eyes, he saw the man place a cheque beside his thin arm on the same bed.
“Thanks for the night.” He said, then leaving the room silently after wearing his clothes.
Kevin reached for his phone as if whatever had happened a minute earlier was an illusion. He had heard the vibration when the man was thrusting into him, but it would be rude to reach for his phone and check what it was about.
Ten minutes, room 527.
With an inaudible sigh, Kevin quickly cleaned up the cum left in him by the previous client, wearing his clothes. He thought it was the last schedule for the night, yet it seems like there’s a sudden appointment made.
Hurrying to leave the current room because there was only a minute and twenty seconds left, he jabbed the lift button and then waited for the lift to reach him, who was on the second level. Kevin never liked to be late, and it was something he lived by. Imagine the negative thoughts that could form just because he was late for a second. He wouldn’t want any of his customers to be unpleased, because that would make his later jobs harder. “Quick…”
A soft ring indicated that the lift was here, and as the doors opened, Kevin idly wondered who would make such an abrupt appointment at this time in the night. In fact, his clients usually had to rush home to prevent suspicions from being raised from their wives, and left him to sleep in the room for the night. The bed in the hotel is a lot more comfortable than the cheap one he bought back in the dormitory, afterall.
“Oh, hello.” Kibum greeted before Kevin could register how this face looked so familiar as he walked in. “Going to the fifth floor?”
Kevin furrowed his eyebrows gently and realised this was the man from the previous night. Processing his words, he then nodded warily, eyes scanning the man. “How do you know?”
“Oh, I happen to be going there too.” Kibum shrugged, staring at their distance. It was as if Kevin was afraid of him or just didn’t want anything to do with him.
Would be interesting to see Kevin suddenly cling onto him when he realised he was the next appointment.
The lift stopped at the fifth level and the two exited. Kevin turned left, already knowing the hotel pretty well, while Kibum searched around for a toilet. He had the key, but better to build suspense in Kevin’s heart, not letting him realise he was playing mind games with him. This was going to be fun.
“Kevin, where is the washroom?” Kibum asked, for the first time calling Kevin by his name.
The prostitute stopped in his tracks, turning around hesitantly and wondering if he was feeling kind today. “Go down three rooms and turn to the left. Follow the walkway and turn right.”
“Thanks.” Kibum smiled, but Kevin didn’t look long enough to see it.
So he had a careless attitude to those he wasn’t entertaining? Cruel, how very cruel, but that made Kibum even more excited to see that shocked expression that would flash across Kevin’s beautiful features.
He smirked as he washed his hands, adjusted his clothes and did all he could do in the toilet to waste time. Checking the time, he chuckled, making Kevin wait exactly three minutes and fifteen seconds at the moment. With confident steps, he then stepped out of the washroom and headed back to the main walkway, noticing Kevin waiting outside a room. Kevin was looking at the lift with sharp eyes, trying to figure out who his next client was apparently.
Kibum then took the opposite route to avoid Kevin’s sight range, casually strolling and watching Kevin check his watch in worry.
How should he let Kevin know he’s the one actually?
“Waited for quite some time, huh?” Kibum said before he could actually consider if those words were what he wanted to use, the impression he wanted to give.
Kevin turned around and paused, cautiously processing Kibum’s words. “You’re…the one I’m waiting for?”
“I don’t know.” Kibum nonchalantly replied, face hiding the smirk he was wearing. He reached for the card in his back pocket and held it in front of Kevin’s eyes. “Let’s see if this works.”
The green light flashed when the matching card was swiped down the card reader, unlocking the door. At this, Kevin’s mouth fell agape. To think he was tricked!
Kibum strolled in and wondered how long it Kevin will take to start sucking up to him again. One, two-
About three seconds? Kibum chuckled, as he felt arms circle around his waist and heard a click indicating that the door was shut. Kevin nuzzled his neck from behind and started nibbling gently on his ear, trailing forward as he jumped up on Kibum. Wrapping his legs about Kibum’s waist, Kevin then hugged the other’s neck and leaned over.
Kibum supported Kevin’s weight with his palms on Kevin’s bottom, turning his head and allowing Kevin easier access to his lips. He then took a few steps towards the bed and sat on it, as Kevin kissed him fiercely, wishing the customer would forget the episode outside the room.
Why would Kibum mind whatever that had happened outside the room earlier on? He had planned it all.
Kibum then gently pried off Kevin’s legs, pushing him to the front, as if trapped in Kevin’s bewitching charm. Kevin seemed to have caught on with Kibum’s intentions, shifting obediently while deepening the kiss in the more comfortable position on Kibum’s lap. Threading his fingers through Kibum’s soft locks, he remembered Kibum’s request to kiss him the day before. Maybe he had a fetish for kisses. Grabbing onto this clue, Kevin tilted his head and fought Kibum’s tongue for dominance in the other’s mouth. Even if he was growing breathless, it was fine, if he could earn just a little moan of pleasure from Kibum.
Kibum held onto the back of Kevin’s head, using the same amount of energy to fight Kevin’s eager tongue. He could feel Kevin’s burning face pressed against his cheeks, then pulling away and watching the other choke on air. He smiled softly, deciding this was the first time Kevin actually kissed someone so strongly. Kevin, afterall, did say he didn’t know how to kiss properly.
Kevin looked back into Kibum’s eyes, embarrassed, after getting the oxygen he much needed. Only that the soft smile he saw made his imagination run wild, wondering what it meant. Kibum pressed a sweet kiss against Kevin’s lips swiftly, before smiling again.
Keeping silent, because he had no idea what Kibum really wanted, he decided to go with the flow and try to figure out Kibum’s preferences instead. He had been in such a rush to get Kibum to react, but today, he’ll do all he can to match his customer’s needs.
“Come on, smile for me.” A gentle whisper brought Kevin out of his temporary trance. Kevin took a second to understand the words, making himself even more confused. Why were all these requests so simple? “Can’t you spare me just one smile?”
Kibum didn’t really know what had gotten over him, for him to spout out such nonsense. He just wanted to see the smile he couldn’t forget even in his last night’s dream. Why was Kevin so hesitant on giving just one smile? Kibum wanted to search deeper, to understand the qualms Kevin had about giving one sincere smile. Did the problem lie in him? Or was it Kevin’s previous experiences?
He wasn’t sure if this was a selfish thought or just a general one anymore. Come on, Kibum pleaded with his eyes, just one smile.
Where did his logical side go to? Where were all his plans on making Kevin drop his guard further? Where did the ideas of making Kevin react to a new situation disappear to?
How did his smugness outside the room turn into such desperation for a silly smile?
Kevin uncertainly gave a smile, the context a little awkward for him to truly do so. Kibum seemed satisfied with that much, pressing Kevin’s head towards him and locking their lips once more. In the raging lust, two bodies fell back onto the bed, clothes soon rid of their bodies.
Kevin pulled away when his lungs ached for air, finally smiling, slightly more relaxed now. At least he wasn’t asked to smile, making it feel a lot natural and a lot more comfortable to do so. Kibum paused, mesmerised by the gorgeousness of the smile, so simply whisking his thoughts away.
Was this falling in love?
Wasn’t it a little too easy?
Kibum hadn’t fallen in love before, so he would never know. Instead of having sex with Kevin, Kibum simply wanted to kiss this man all night long. Kevin cut off his thoughts with another kiss, and Kibum responded by nibbling the pink, plush lips, trying to claim every spot of this mouth.
Kevin purred softly, hugging Kibum’s body closer and feeling Kibum’s member actually grow stiff. This man was seriously aroused by pure kisses?
Just one night, Kibum decided. One night to let himself a little looser and fall in love if he was meant to - to go crazy for this smile, even if it meant the wrong move for his research. He immersed himself in the sweetness he felt from the kiss, the subtle grinding Kevin was doing against his growing erection.
And he realised how irresistible Kevin was, something he failed to realise the day before in his efforts to look nonchalant. With the tip of his erection continuously prodding Kevin’s entrance, he swore the prostitute was just enticing him. No, the last bit of sanity yelled, don’t succumb to temptations.
Kevin rolled off Kibum, calming his frantically beating heart. He was starting to lose his sense of direction in this chaos, mind already seeing stars. “Sorry, I need to breathe.”
Kibum turned to see Kevin’s clouded eyes, his heaving chest, his state so appealing, so alluring. He looked away, closing his eyes.
Resist.
Kevin regretted pausing in his actions, seeing Kibum close his eyes and not speak a word. He positioned himself above Kibum’s erection, with his back facing his patron, then slowly letting Kibum enter him. Leaning back, he brought Kibum’s arms around his form and willed the man to thrust.
“Fuck me.” Kevin vulgarly begged, voice in a whining tone.
Who was the one really going insane?
Maybe it was all the masturbation he had done. After his member was firmly wrapped around by the insides of Kevin’s, Kibum could gather his thoughts once more. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to listen to this enticing plea, but he couldn’t, the logical side reminded Kibum.
Kibum mildly pulled himself out of Kevin and then gently shoved his erection back into the other. All the moans Kevin let out didn’t change a single thing, and when Kevin tried to turn around to kiss Kibum, the only weakness Kevin found so far, Kibum wouldn’t let him. Subtly, Kibum was preventing himself from losing his mind by hugging Kevin’s slim waist. Holding him with his own chest against Kevin’s back, Kibum tried to forget how fitting this position was, that his forearms could rest on the curve so comfortably.
Only that he couldn’t stop the thoughts of their mind-blowing kiss, and that was more erotic than the sex currently happening. Coming to such a scene playing in his head, Kibum bit his lower lip, forcing himself to not let out a noise that was louder than a sigh. Kevin cried out, tiredly giving Kibum’s arms around him a squeeze.
As Kibum rode out and fell asleep next to Kevin, Kevin didn’t leave. It wasn’t the money issue anymore, though yes, Kevin would have to collect his payment later. Watching the serene face, Kevin wanted to find out how he was going to make this man moan for him.
He wasn’t going to give up, Kevin determinedly promised himself. It was his first ever challenge in his career, and he was setting his mind on completing it.
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Eheh, Kibum's falling in love too fast when he came off so cold in the first few chapters ;~~;
Disregard the idiocy and just put it as he hasn't fallen in love before nor interact with people much so when he finally does, he gets pulled in faster and stronger than the rest.
Or Kevin's just superbly attractive.
LOLOLOL.
/is an idiot