Behind the Sex - Chapter 28
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 :: Chapter 13 :: Chapter 14 :: Chapter 15
Chapter 16 :: Chapter 17 :: Chapter 18 :: Chapter 19 :: Chapter 20 :: Chapter 21 :: Chapter 22
Chapter 23 :: Chapter 24 :: Chapter 25 :: Chapter 26 :: Chapter 27
Snaking his arm around Kevin’s waist, Kibum naturally led the younger to the lift and pressed the button. He had been thinking of, planning for, anticipating this day. Kevin leaned in towards the warmth, not suspecting a thing and only smiling prettily.
Anyone reading Kibum’s thoughts might have thought he was going to do something horrible, except not really.
Kibum clearly remembered the shudder he felt from Kevin when their bodies were in full contact, every little touch making the younger bite his lower lip so forcefully that it might bleed. And the first time Kibum kissed Kevin’s leaking erection, he violently kicked randomly and caused Kibum’s cheek a week-long bruise that swelled so bad.
It had been something they were doing in the midst of tangled limbs, locked lips and-
Was it love or lust? Kibum couldn’t even tell them apart anymore. Kevin’s actions were confusing him more and more. Were those moans from the heart? The younger’s actions weren’t very constant with what he had gotten used to, what he had decided was Kevin’s personality.
Kibum had been eating more and more of Kevin’s private time. Kevin hadn’t complained.
Today, he was going to explore every part of Kevin. He wanted to hear those sharp gasp, the occasional uncontrolled moans, Mentally reminding himself to keep Kevin from kneeing him in the face again, Kibum pulled the other into the lift and grinned when the younger pecked his cheek almost unnoticeably.
“Are we starting now?” Kibum chuckled, pressing a kiss on Kevin’s forehead. Kevin hummed contentedly, circling his arms around the older man’s waist and taking in the scent from Kibum’s neck. Naturally then leaning against Kevin’s soft, gentle locks, Kibum squeezed Kevin’s arms lightly, as if giving him a sensual massage.
They swayed to a slow rhythm, each adding a hint of cheekiness with a subtle grind, a stroke against the thigh, and maybe a playful hand reaching beneath the shirt to tease the hard nub. Leaving the lift a little messily due to their awkward position, Kibum then searched for their room calmly with Kevin hugging his right arm, silently waiting for them to enter a private area.
A loud beep signalled that the door was unlocked, and unlike their usual routine of stumbling in, Kibum steadily placed the card into the card holder and switched on the lights. He looked at Kevin, who watched him with a glint, as if trying to catch his timing. Kevin broke out into a smile first, closing the door behind him and then releasing his grip around the older man’s arm. Deciding that Kibum wasn’t going to pounce into action any time soon, he walked into the room, carefree state shown in the way he moved.
Kibum smiled, following so that they could have a better view of the entire room.
“They have alcohol, you want some?” Kevin blinked, bringing out a wine bottle from the fridge. He placed it back when the older man shook his head, then waiting for some movement on the other’s side. Today had been especially slow, and the two hadn’t shared a kiss yet.
Something must be up.
Unwilling to take initiative in case he spoiled whatever Kibum planned, he waited patiently, watching Kibum sit on the bed. Their eyes met, and another two smiles were exchanged, before Kibum patted the spot next to him in a silent call for Kevin to walk over.
Kevin walked purposefully, conscious of his moves especially when there were only the two of them, and with Kibum’s eyes so intently on solely him. He swayed his hips with a little more force, seductively staring down at Kibum and then instead of sitting on the spot where Kibum previously pointed out, Kevin hugged the older man’s neck and placed himself on the other’s lap.
Carrying the younger man in his arms, Kibum laid Kevin such that he looked like he was in a comfortable position, then watching Kevin blink prettily back. The younger tried understanding what Kibum was about to do, when the older man removed his own shirt and then flung it away.
It didn’t feel familiar, though.
Kibum’s hands stripped Kevin till he was stark naked, but the older man was calmly making every move, leaving Kevin confused as to whether or not to react.
“Just relax.” The older man’s voice had a soothing tone, hands gently massaging Kevin’s shoulder so he loosened up completely. There was a strong gaze in Kibum’s eyes, and despite the gentle voice, Kevin curled up, unable to confidently face the older man with his fully exposed body in view. It sounded ironic that he could be shy, but that was because he wasn’t really shy, only uncomfortable with Kibum observing him with no lust hiding his flaws, no dark lighting to hide the imperfections. Kibum was soberly taking in the sight, and it might just be repulsive. “You’re unexplored.”
“Huh?”
“Leave everything to me today.” Kibum spoke quietly, straddling the younger man beneath him and then biting Kevin’s earlobe lightly. Enjoying the way Kevin flinched but pressed closer, Kibum inched lower down the younger’s jawline, scraping the sensitive skin with his teeth. With a roaming tongue as if to soothe the scratches he had caused, Kibum then returned to leave open-mouthed kisses on the shell of Kevin’s ear. “Everything, to me.”
The light, almost ghostly kisses left Kevin squirming, unable to hide how aroused he was feeling. He writhed even more violently under Kibum as the older man gently breathed against his earlobe, even clutching the older man’s head tighter and pressing himself closer subconsciously.
“You can’t…I-I’m supposed t-to-” Kevin incoherently mumbled, buckling his hips towards Kibum’s heated body without a thought. He rubbed their erections together, despite Kibum’s pants fully clothed lower body, actions completely contradicting his half-hearted words.
“Hush, just feel this.” Kibum smiled, knowing Kevin’s resolve was crumbling like a badly built building would in a high magnitude earthquake.
“I’m-”
Capturing the younger’s lips hurriedly, Kibum teased the tongue within Kevin’s mouth and fought with it till the other thrashed his legs about, gasping for air. Kibum then pulled away and stared into Kevin’s eyes, trying to grasp what the younger might be worried about, which could help him address those fears that were swirling about in the other’s blurry mind.
He saw the insecurity in those eyes slowly melt away, gradually becoming certain. There wasn’t anything stopping them anymore. Kibum then smiled, while Kevin sought comfort in the older man’s expression, somewhat relaxing his tensed muscles. Pecking Kevin’s lips to reassure him some more, Kibum shifted to the younger’s collarbone before leaving light kisses around the area he was about to bite down on.
Kevin shook his head, the last bit of sanity reminding him of what Kibum was going to do. He tugged limply Kibum’s locks that he had weaved his fingers through, mumbling feebly. “No…The bite…can’t stay…”
With a nod, Kibum massaged the area with his lips instead, nibbling down gently. He then travelled further down, tongue guiding him along, reaching another sensitive area of Kevin’s. Kissing the exposed hard nubs, Kevin moaned loudly, hugging Kibum’s head tighter. He might even suffocate the older, but right now he didn’t care, desperate for the contact.
Kibum pulled away and tickled Kevin’s nub with his fingers instead, moving his head to the other one to do the same, except with his tongue. He sucked the nub tenderly, tongue running over where his teeth might have left indentations on, before pulling away as a tease. The younger then threaded his fingers through Kibum’s hair and tugged forcefully, whole body wriggling and struggling for more contact, more friction. Kevin’s breaths were heavy, an indication that it was harder for him to battle his throbbing erection.
Kibum resisted Kevin’s intuitive attempts, leaning backwards and then smiling at the younger in amusement. “You’re very sensitive.”
Kevin only blushed, eyes unfocusedly looking around in a futile effort to relieve himself from the ache.
Kibum had something entirely different planned, though. To prevent the younger man from throwing his body probably off the bed with all these violent twisting he was doing, the older man properly straddled Kevin once more, then returning to his task on hand. Kevin, on the other hand, slid his hands down Kibum’s back to grab the other’s shoulders, hoping to transfer the intensity of his arousal through his fingers.
Taking Kevin’s moans as a signal as to when to move on, Kibum’s hands brushed across the other’s waist and heard the younger purr uncontrollably, as if the previous noises he made weren’t erotic enough. The older man urged himself forward despite the desire to remove his own restricting pants, continuing with his travel southwards.
Holding onto Kevin’s length, he then left sloppy, wet kisses up the hard erection, before rubbing the slit of the member with his thumb. Kibum instantly noticed the generous amount of pre-cum already leaking with a smirk, when all they had done was foreplay with contact only on the upper body. As he had thought, Kevin’s body was too sensitive for a prostitute, but it was.
He drew a zigzag pattern up Kevin’s erection from the very base with his tongue, feeling the younger shudder noticeably, as if a cold shiver just ran down his spine. He teased the head with a gentle blow, not minding the way Kevin tried prodding his member into his own mouth. Taking in Kevin’s erection into his mouth instead, he then felt the pulsing erection twitch, ears taking in the sounds Kevin moaned incoherently.
Warmth engulfed his erection, but that wasn’t the end of the relief. Kibum then bobbed his head forth and back, as Kevin’s knees started bending, fingers curling around the bed sheets with a sharp arch of his back.
“Kibum….Kibummie…” Kevin called out weakly, buckling his hips higher till almost the whole of his body was up in the air. If he was to describe the situation between them, he would have said he was violated. Willingly violated. Kibum had touched, kissed, felt every sensitive part he had, hands still roaming the unexplored areas. This was painful, but also pleasurable despite the obvious irony.
Kibum pulled himself out while holding onto Kevin’s erection, doing slow pumps for the younger and then looking up at him mischievously. “Yes?”
“Finish me off.” Kevin smiled giddily back, watching the head of his erection become engulfed by Kibum’s mouth once more. The scene between his legs had him biting his lower lip, somewhat understanding why men could be turned on watching him. His shallow, shaky breaths then filled up the room, along with the moist, warm water vapour which has evaporated from the perspiration formed on their naked bodies.
It was so different, Kevin felt so aroused this time, something he hadn’t thought would happen.
“God, that feels good.” The man groaned as Kevin trailed patterns with a tongue along that erection in his mouth.
Kevin had no idea why it would feel good at all, until now.
“Thanks, you’re the best quick sex, ever.”
Because he was always there, just for the customer to feel good. Never the other way round, until now.
He always thought he was aroused plainly from thrusts. Sure, he was sensitive, but no one touched him enough for him to know his sensitivity. This time, it was a total opposite. There were no rough thrusts from behind, only gentle touches and kisses all around him. There could be no other reason why he was panting for a strangled gasp of air.
Kibum gently slid his hands up Kevin’s waist, knowing the younger was a tad bit sensitive to touches around his waist if it was very light strokes while he continued his ministrations on Kevin’s length with his mouth. His hands continued their roaming upwards, pinching the hard nubs and feeling Kevin’s erratic heartbeat pound against his ribcage. Kevin’s moans became more incoherent if it was possible, breathlessly gasping for oxygen his dizzy mind needed.
Bringing his hands down once more, he rubbed Kevin’s thighs sensually and sucked the leaking erection faster, harder, hearing his name being screamed between sharp gasps of breaths. Kevin inched closer to his climax with these stimulations, legs trembling in anticipation for the final release. Hollowing his cheeks with his tongue tasting the head of Kevin’s length, Kibum then felt a surge of cum fill his mouth, hearing the younger scream out his name almost simultaneously.
Kibum pulled away with Kevin’s load still in his mouth, and despite the thickness, he swallowed it entirely with a satisfied smile. Raising his head, Kibum’s eyes met with the other’s, which only caused him to smile wider. He then crawled up to fill the remaining space on the bed and silently cocked his head to aside, as if asking why Kevin was looking at him with a certain glint in his eyes.
“Why did you do that…?” Kevin bit his lower lip, fingers tracing the shape of Kibum’s lips. “You didn’t have to swallow-”
“You do that too, don’t you?” Kibum shrugged, leaning towards the touch with a warm look in his eyes. Kevin’s words were virtually inaudible, adding a tinge of vulnerability to the already fragile features, and Kibum had this urge to protect even the dreams of the younger man’s. Pressing a kiss on his sweaty forehead, Kibum smiled once more, caressing the pale cheeks.
“I’m…I’m meant to do that. You’re….you’re not.” Kevin said unsurely, eyes looking into Kibum’s deep, black orbs that seemed to lure him in. He felt trapped in the gaze, unable to look away even if his heart was reacting wildly. “You didn’t have to do this whole thing. I’m an escort, or-or just a prostitute.”
“Yep, you are. So?” Kibum frowned slightly, disliking the way Kevin put himself down but tentatively listening to his side of the story.
“I sell sex.”
“You don’t, you sell sexual favours. And you’re doing me a favour letting me hear you desperately calling my name, something no one else hears. It’s so different, so exhilarating, and I’m not lying when I say I want to do this again.” Kibum paused, noticing Kevin’s eyes widening and a tinge of pink coloured his cheeks. The younger man awkwardly shifted under Kibum’s gaze, heart palpitating ecstatically at those words.
Again?
Kibum kissed Kevin’s lips this time, smiling. He thought Kevin was scared of other customers finding out about his half-hearted screams, and it was only right that he dismissed those fears. “It’s okay, no one can tell you’re faking it until they hear you scream this way. I won’t tell.”
The younger man only became more fearful, finally tearing his eyes away from Kibum’s.
So Kibum thought he was scared of that, when Kevin was terrified out of his wits imagining that the older man knew about his accelerating heart. Weren’t they friends? Why was his heart wringing and twisting so badly that it hurts, but at the same time beating so frantically as if he needed the extra beats to survive?
Kibum kept silent, taking in Kevin’s reaction that wasn’t what he expected. How, just how did this happen? Psychology, his best subject, just backfired on him. What else was Kevin scared of?
What else could he be scared of?
“You have another customer later, yeah?” Kibum switched the topic, and the younger nodded quickly, before getting off bed and then putting on his clothes. Kevin would usually take a shower to clean himself but he wasn’t comfortable with staying too long today.
Since Kibum only had a shirt off, he quickly wore it and then reached for his wallet, holding onto a stack of money neatly put together in a rubber band. When Kevin was done with dressing back up, the older man then passed the money to the escort. With a gentle smile, Kibum raised his hands and gestured towards the door as though to say that he would leave after Kevin. They had another schedule to go to, anyway.
The younger looked at the money that was now in his hands and kept it, silently making his way out. Realisation hit him on his head, feeling hot tears welled up in his eyes. The steps quickened, and Kevin broke out into a run, hand blindly fishing for his phone.
The exchange they had earlier, why did it still involve monetary issues?
He ran, ran as far as his legs could carry him, letting the tears fall uncontrollably. He then dialled the headquarters’ number and apologised loudly, stating that he was sick and the next customer’s appointment would have to be postponed. Kevin never did such a thing, usually forcing himself forward even if he was hurt or sick. He wasn’t sure if the headquarters would listen to his pleas, he wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but he couldn’t just leave for the next appointment and act like everything was fine when he was breaking inside.
Honestly, breaking.
“Kevin, you cannot-”
“Please!” Kevin screamed, leaning onto the nearest wall as he cried harder, lost somewhere in the basement car park after running down numerous flights of stairs. “I’ll have free sex with him, whatever! I don’t want to do it today.”
The words ended in a whisper as Kevin fell onto the floor pathetically, back leaning against the pillar so he could act like it was his support. He clutched his body tightly, unable to forget those hands, those kisses. The phone line then went dead as a form of consent, as Kevin sobbed harder, hugging his knees like a lost child afraid of the world outside.
This was different, so good to feel every part of him being touched by Kibum’s warm hands. They weren’t having sex, because there wasn’t a real penetration. They weren’t having sex, because Kevin was never this aroused when having sex. They weren’t having sex, because Kibum’s name just slipped out of his mouth so easily, without a thought.
Kevin understood, holding onto the money in his hand, that he didn’t want this money. This money that dirtied the meaning of what he feels for Kibum.
He had fallen in love.
Long, long ago.
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You can...hate me ;~;
But I'll cry :(
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 :: Chapter 13 :: Chapter 14 :: Chapter 15
Chapter 16 :: Chapter 17 :: Chapter 18 :: Chapter 19 :: Chapter 20 :: Chapter 21 :: Chapter 22
Chapter 23 :: Chapter 24 :: Chapter 25 :: Chapter 26 :: Chapter 27
Snaking his arm around Kevin’s waist, Kibum naturally led the younger to the lift and pressed the button. He had been thinking of, planning for, anticipating this day. Kevin leaned in towards the warmth, not suspecting a thing and only smiling prettily.
Anyone reading Kibum’s thoughts might have thought he was going to do something horrible, except not really.
Kibum clearly remembered the shudder he felt from Kevin when their bodies were in full contact, every little touch making the younger bite his lower lip so forcefully that it might bleed. And the first time Kibum kissed Kevin’s leaking erection, he violently kicked randomly and caused Kibum’s cheek a week-long bruise that swelled so bad.
It had been something they were doing in the midst of tangled limbs, locked lips and-
Was it love or lust? Kibum couldn’t even tell them apart anymore. Kevin’s actions were confusing him more and more. Were those moans from the heart? The younger’s actions weren’t very constant with what he had gotten used to, what he had decided was Kevin’s personality.
Kibum had been eating more and more of Kevin’s private time. Kevin hadn’t complained.
Today, he was going to explore every part of Kevin. He wanted to hear those sharp gasp, the occasional uncontrolled moans, Mentally reminding himself to keep Kevin from kneeing him in the face again, Kibum pulled the other into the lift and grinned when the younger pecked his cheek almost unnoticeably.
“Are we starting now?” Kibum chuckled, pressing a kiss on Kevin’s forehead. Kevin hummed contentedly, circling his arms around the older man’s waist and taking in the scent from Kibum’s neck. Naturally then leaning against Kevin’s soft, gentle locks, Kibum squeezed Kevin’s arms lightly, as if giving him a sensual massage.
They swayed to a slow rhythm, each adding a hint of cheekiness with a subtle grind, a stroke against the thigh, and maybe a playful hand reaching beneath the shirt to tease the hard nub. Leaving the lift a little messily due to their awkward position, Kibum then searched for their room calmly with Kevin hugging his right arm, silently waiting for them to enter a private area.
A loud beep signalled that the door was unlocked, and unlike their usual routine of stumbling in, Kibum steadily placed the card into the card holder and switched on the lights. He looked at Kevin, who watched him with a glint, as if trying to catch his timing. Kevin broke out into a smile first, closing the door behind him and then releasing his grip around the older man’s arm. Deciding that Kibum wasn’t going to pounce into action any time soon, he walked into the room, carefree state shown in the way he moved.
Kibum smiled, following so that they could have a better view of the entire room.
“They have alcohol, you want some?” Kevin blinked, bringing out a wine bottle from the fridge. He placed it back when the older man shook his head, then waiting for some movement on the other’s side. Today had been especially slow, and the two hadn’t shared a kiss yet.
Something must be up.
Unwilling to take initiative in case he spoiled whatever Kibum planned, he waited patiently, watching Kibum sit on the bed. Their eyes met, and another two smiles were exchanged, before Kibum patted the spot next to him in a silent call for Kevin to walk over.
Kevin walked purposefully, conscious of his moves especially when there were only the two of them, and with Kibum’s eyes so intently on solely him. He swayed his hips with a little more force, seductively staring down at Kibum and then instead of sitting on the spot where Kibum previously pointed out, Kevin hugged the older man’s neck and placed himself on the other’s lap.
Carrying the younger man in his arms, Kibum laid Kevin such that he looked like he was in a comfortable position, then watching Kevin blink prettily back. The younger tried understanding what Kibum was about to do, when the older man removed his own shirt and then flung it away.
It didn’t feel familiar, though.
Kibum’s hands stripped Kevin till he was stark naked, but the older man was calmly making every move, leaving Kevin confused as to whether or not to react.
“Just relax.” The older man’s voice had a soothing tone, hands gently massaging Kevin’s shoulder so he loosened up completely. There was a strong gaze in Kibum’s eyes, and despite the gentle voice, Kevin curled up, unable to confidently face the older man with his fully exposed body in view. It sounded ironic that he could be shy, but that was because he wasn’t really shy, only uncomfortable with Kibum observing him with no lust hiding his flaws, no dark lighting to hide the imperfections. Kibum was soberly taking in the sight, and it might just be repulsive. “You’re unexplored.”
“Huh?”
“Leave everything to me today.” Kibum spoke quietly, straddling the younger man beneath him and then biting Kevin’s earlobe lightly. Enjoying the way Kevin flinched but pressed closer, Kibum inched lower down the younger’s jawline, scraping the sensitive skin with his teeth. With a roaming tongue as if to soothe the scratches he had caused, Kibum then returned to leave open-mouthed kisses on the shell of Kevin’s ear. “Everything, to me.”
The light, almost ghostly kisses left Kevin squirming, unable to hide how aroused he was feeling. He writhed even more violently under Kibum as the older man gently breathed against his earlobe, even clutching the older man’s head tighter and pressing himself closer subconsciously.
“You can’t…I-I’m supposed t-to-” Kevin incoherently mumbled, buckling his hips towards Kibum’s heated body without a thought. He rubbed their erections together, despite Kibum’s pants fully clothed lower body, actions completely contradicting his half-hearted words.
“Hush, just feel this.” Kibum smiled, knowing Kevin’s resolve was crumbling like a badly built building would in a high magnitude earthquake.
“I’m-”
Capturing the younger’s lips hurriedly, Kibum teased the tongue within Kevin’s mouth and fought with it till the other thrashed his legs about, gasping for air. Kibum then pulled away and stared into Kevin’s eyes, trying to grasp what the younger might be worried about, which could help him address those fears that were swirling about in the other’s blurry mind.
He saw the insecurity in those eyes slowly melt away, gradually becoming certain. There wasn’t anything stopping them anymore. Kibum then smiled, while Kevin sought comfort in the older man’s expression, somewhat relaxing his tensed muscles. Pecking Kevin’s lips to reassure him some more, Kibum shifted to the younger’s collarbone before leaving light kisses around the area he was about to bite down on.
Kevin shook his head, the last bit of sanity reminding him of what Kibum was going to do. He tugged limply Kibum’s locks that he had weaved his fingers through, mumbling feebly. “No…The bite…can’t stay…”
With a nod, Kibum massaged the area with his lips instead, nibbling down gently. He then travelled further down, tongue guiding him along, reaching another sensitive area of Kevin’s. Kissing the exposed hard nubs, Kevin moaned loudly, hugging Kibum’s head tighter. He might even suffocate the older, but right now he didn’t care, desperate for the contact.
Kibum pulled away and tickled Kevin’s nub with his fingers instead, moving his head to the other one to do the same, except with his tongue. He sucked the nub tenderly, tongue running over where his teeth might have left indentations on, before pulling away as a tease. The younger then threaded his fingers through Kibum’s hair and tugged forcefully, whole body wriggling and struggling for more contact, more friction. Kevin’s breaths were heavy, an indication that it was harder for him to battle his throbbing erection.
Kibum resisted Kevin’s intuitive attempts, leaning backwards and then smiling at the younger in amusement. “You’re very sensitive.”
Kevin only blushed, eyes unfocusedly looking around in a futile effort to relieve himself from the ache.
Kibum had something entirely different planned, though. To prevent the younger man from throwing his body probably off the bed with all these violent twisting he was doing, the older man properly straddled Kevin once more, then returning to his task on hand. Kevin, on the other hand, slid his hands down Kibum’s back to grab the other’s shoulders, hoping to transfer the intensity of his arousal through his fingers.
Taking Kevin’s moans as a signal as to when to move on, Kibum’s hands brushed across the other’s waist and heard the younger purr uncontrollably, as if the previous noises he made weren’t erotic enough. The older man urged himself forward despite the desire to remove his own restricting pants, continuing with his travel southwards.
Holding onto Kevin’s length, he then left sloppy, wet kisses up the hard erection, before rubbing the slit of the member with his thumb. Kibum instantly noticed the generous amount of pre-cum already leaking with a smirk, when all they had done was foreplay with contact only on the upper body. As he had thought, Kevin’s body was too sensitive for a prostitute, but it was.
He drew a zigzag pattern up Kevin’s erection from the very base with his tongue, feeling the younger shudder noticeably, as if a cold shiver just ran down his spine. He teased the head with a gentle blow, not minding the way Kevin tried prodding his member into his own mouth. Taking in Kevin’s erection into his mouth instead, he then felt the pulsing erection twitch, ears taking in the sounds Kevin moaned incoherently.
Warmth engulfed his erection, but that wasn’t the end of the relief. Kibum then bobbed his head forth and back, as Kevin’s knees started bending, fingers curling around the bed sheets with a sharp arch of his back.
“Kibum….Kibummie…” Kevin called out weakly, buckling his hips higher till almost the whole of his body was up in the air. If he was to describe the situation between them, he would have said he was violated. Willingly violated. Kibum had touched, kissed, felt every sensitive part he had, hands still roaming the unexplored areas. This was painful, but also pleasurable despite the obvious irony.
Kibum pulled himself out while holding onto Kevin’s erection, doing slow pumps for the younger and then looking up at him mischievously. “Yes?”
“Finish me off.” Kevin smiled giddily back, watching the head of his erection become engulfed by Kibum’s mouth once more. The scene between his legs had him biting his lower lip, somewhat understanding why men could be turned on watching him. His shallow, shaky breaths then filled up the room, along with the moist, warm water vapour which has evaporated from the perspiration formed on their naked bodies.
It was so different, Kevin felt so aroused this time, something he hadn’t thought would happen.
“God, that feels good.” The man groaned as Kevin trailed patterns with a tongue along that erection in his mouth.
Kevin had no idea why it would feel good at all, until now.
“Thanks, you’re the best quick sex, ever.”
Because he was always there, just for the customer to feel good. Never the other way round, until now.
He always thought he was aroused plainly from thrusts. Sure, he was sensitive, but no one touched him enough for him to know his sensitivity. This time, it was a total opposite. There were no rough thrusts from behind, only gentle touches and kisses all around him. There could be no other reason why he was panting for a strangled gasp of air.
Kibum gently slid his hands up Kevin’s waist, knowing the younger was a tad bit sensitive to touches around his waist if it was very light strokes while he continued his ministrations on Kevin’s length with his mouth. His hands continued their roaming upwards, pinching the hard nubs and feeling Kevin’s erratic heartbeat pound against his ribcage. Kevin’s moans became more incoherent if it was possible, breathlessly gasping for oxygen his dizzy mind needed.
Bringing his hands down once more, he rubbed Kevin’s thighs sensually and sucked the leaking erection faster, harder, hearing his name being screamed between sharp gasps of breaths. Kevin inched closer to his climax with these stimulations, legs trembling in anticipation for the final release. Hollowing his cheeks with his tongue tasting the head of Kevin’s length, Kibum then felt a surge of cum fill his mouth, hearing the younger scream out his name almost simultaneously.
Kibum pulled away with Kevin’s load still in his mouth, and despite the thickness, he swallowed it entirely with a satisfied smile. Raising his head, Kibum’s eyes met with the other’s, which only caused him to smile wider. He then crawled up to fill the remaining space on the bed and silently cocked his head to aside, as if asking why Kevin was looking at him with a certain glint in his eyes.
“Why did you do that…?” Kevin bit his lower lip, fingers tracing the shape of Kibum’s lips. “You didn’t have to swallow-”
“You do that too, don’t you?” Kibum shrugged, leaning towards the touch with a warm look in his eyes. Kevin’s words were virtually inaudible, adding a tinge of vulnerability to the already fragile features, and Kibum had this urge to protect even the dreams of the younger man’s. Pressing a kiss on his sweaty forehead, Kibum smiled once more, caressing the pale cheeks.
“I’m…I’m meant to do that. You’re….you’re not.” Kevin said unsurely, eyes looking into Kibum’s deep, black orbs that seemed to lure him in. He felt trapped in the gaze, unable to look away even if his heart was reacting wildly. “You didn’t have to do this whole thing. I’m an escort, or-or just a prostitute.”
“Yep, you are. So?” Kibum frowned slightly, disliking the way Kevin put himself down but tentatively listening to his side of the story.
“I sell sex.”
“You don’t, you sell sexual favours. And you’re doing me a favour letting me hear you desperately calling my name, something no one else hears. It’s so different, so exhilarating, and I’m not lying when I say I want to do this again.” Kibum paused, noticing Kevin’s eyes widening and a tinge of pink coloured his cheeks. The younger man awkwardly shifted under Kibum’s gaze, heart palpitating ecstatically at those words.
Again?
Kibum kissed Kevin’s lips this time, smiling. He thought Kevin was scared of other customers finding out about his half-hearted screams, and it was only right that he dismissed those fears. “It’s okay, no one can tell you’re faking it until they hear you scream this way. I won’t tell.”
The younger man only became more fearful, finally tearing his eyes away from Kibum’s.
So Kibum thought he was scared of that, when Kevin was terrified out of his wits imagining that the older man knew about his accelerating heart. Weren’t they friends? Why was his heart wringing and twisting so badly that it hurts, but at the same time beating so frantically as if he needed the extra beats to survive?
Kibum kept silent, taking in Kevin’s reaction that wasn’t what he expected. How, just how did this happen? Psychology, his best subject, just backfired on him. What else was Kevin scared of?
What else could he be scared of?
“You have another customer later, yeah?” Kibum switched the topic, and the younger nodded quickly, before getting off bed and then putting on his clothes. Kevin would usually take a shower to clean himself but he wasn’t comfortable with staying too long today.
Since Kibum only had a shirt off, he quickly wore it and then reached for his wallet, holding onto a stack of money neatly put together in a rubber band. When Kevin was done with dressing back up, the older man then passed the money to the escort. With a gentle smile, Kibum raised his hands and gestured towards the door as though to say that he would leave after Kevin. They had another schedule to go to, anyway.
The younger looked at the money that was now in his hands and kept it, silently making his way out. Realisation hit him on his head, feeling hot tears welled up in his eyes. The steps quickened, and Kevin broke out into a run, hand blindly fishing for his phone.
The exchange they had earlier, why did it still involve monetary issues?
He ran, ran as far as his legs could carry him, letting the tears fall uncontrollably. He then dialled the headquarters’ number and apologised loudly, stating that he was sick and the next customer’s appointment would have to be postponed. Kevin never did such a thing, usually forcing himself forward even if he was hurt or sick. He wasn’t sure if the headquarters would listen to his pleas, he wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but he couldn’t just leave for the next appointment and act like everything was fine when he was breaking inside.
Honestly, breaking.
“Kevin, you cannot-”
“Please!” Kevin screamed, leaning onto the nearest wall as he cried harder, lost somewhere in the basement car park after running down numerous flights of stairs. “I’ll have free sex with him, whatever! I don’t want to do it today.”
The words ended in a whisper as Kevin fell onto the floor pathetically, back leaning against the pillar so he could act like it was his support. He clutched his body tightly, unable to forget those hands, those kisses. The phone line then went dead as a form of consent, as Kevin sobbed harder, hugging his knees like a lost child afraid of the world outside.
This was different, so good to feel every part of him being touched by Kibum’s warm hands. They weren’t having sex, because there wasn’t a real penetration. They weren’t having sex, because Kevin was never this aroused when having sex. They weren’t having sex, because Kibum’s name just slipped out of his mouth so easily, without a thought.
Kevin understood, holding onto the money in his hand, that he didn’t want this money. This money that dirtied the meaning of what he feels for Kibum.
He had fallen in love.
Long, long ago.
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You can...hate me ;~;
But I'll cry :(