does she purr?
“Hyung, I’m off. Don’t wait for me, I might not come back tonight,” Hankyung gave Leeteuk a charming smile, grabbing his coat, and Leeteuk nodded in answer, pretending to be focused on the show he was watching.
And when door closed behind Hankyung, Leeteuk switched TV off, his face expression turning sulky with hints of jealously. He is alone, again, but he wanted one and for all to make Hankyung to understand his true feelings. It’s so frustrating, that his hints had never worked.
“That girl… that damned girl keeps you away from me.”
And the very next day Hankyung was soon back, finding Leeteuk all spread on the couch. From the sight of his roommate’s beautiful face in a deep sleep, he kneeled beside him, smiling to himself.
“Damn, Leeteuk, you’re so irresistible,” his hand lifted up to touch LeeTeuk’s face but stopped halfway, fingers just coming in a touch with LeeTeuk’s shirt in a region of his heart.
Leeteuk mumbled in his sleep, his body moving to the side dangerously close to the edge that he nearly fell on Hankyung who supported his thin body with his hands. “I should carry you to the bed,” he whispered.
He slid his hands gently under the smaller man and picked him up lightly, in a bridal style, carefully, just to don’t wake him up. With a success he entered his room what was the only one with not closed door, and laid him on the blue bed sheets, making sure that his head rested on the pillow.
“Did you have fun?” Leeteuk spoke, opening his eyes and arms encircled Hankyung’s neck, making hard to escape. “Is she everything you want?”
Hankyung find it hard to breathe, faces inches away from each other and he gave up on trying getting up, his body coming in a contact with LeeTeuk’s, being on top of him, and he used his elbows for support.
“You’re not asleep,” Hankyung said, pretending to be surprised.
“I wasn’t already from the moment you came back.”
Hankyung gulped and a lazy smirk found its place on LeeTeuk’s lips.
“Does she purr?” Leeteuk made a light sound. “Does she makes it hot?” he slid his hand up down Hankyung’s chest, seducing. “Does she kiss better?” Leeteuk captured his lips in a quick, open-mouthed kiss.
“She is nothing compared to you,’ Hankyung sounded little breathless, little yearning, his breathe ghosting over the skin of LeeTeuk’s exposed neck.
“Am I charming?” Leeteuk asked straightly.
“More than that,” he was glad to answer more than positive.
“Am I hot?”
“More than that.”
“Do you love me? Because I can’t without you,” that was a confession, his heart beating increasing rapidly.
“I do, oh yes, damn I do,” and Hankyung admitted that for last. Yesterday he was in doubts, days before he was restless, and now his heart was in peace, not making him to guess, he understood, lastly, in time.
“Then how-“
“I was hesitating, wasn’t sure and I guess, was just being dumbly oblivious.”
“And I should punish you, punish you so much,” Leeteuk licked his lips, his eyes telling completely different, wanting something different.
“But I want you now,” Hankyung words were as a whisper in LeeTeuk’s ear, tickling.
“Then you should be really good or else--,” Leeteuk looked in his eyes, warning, but Hankyung was fast silence him with a kiss, long, tongue involved until their lungs started to protest.
It was better between them than ever before.
And when door closed behind Hankyung, Leeteuk switched TV off, his face expression turning sulky with hints of jealously. He is alone, again, but he wanted one and for all to make Hankyung to understand his true feelings. It’s so frustrating, that his hints had never worked.
“That girl… that damned girl keeps you away from me.”
And the very next day Hankyung was soon back, finding Leeteuk all spread on the couch. From the sight of his roommate’s beautiful face in a deep sleep, he kneeled beside him, smiling to himself.
“Damn, Leeteuk, you’re so irresistible,” his hand lifted up to touch LeeTeuk’s face but stopped halfway, fingers just coming in a touch with LeeTeuk’s shirt in a region of his heart.
Leeteuk mumbled in his sleep, his body moving to the side dangerously close to the edge that he nearly fell on Hankyung who supported his thin body with his hands. “I should carry you to the bed,” he whispered.
He slid his hands gently under the smaller man and picked him up lightly, in a bridal style, carefully, just to don’t wake him up. With a success he entered his room what was the only one with not closed door, and laid him on the blue bed sheets, making sure that his head rested on the pillow.
“Did you have fun?” Leeteuk spoke, opening his eyes and arms encircled Hankyung’s neck, making hard to escape. “Is she everything you want?”
Hankyung find it hard to breathe, faces inches away from each other and he gave up on trying getting up, his body coming in a contact with LeeTeuk’s, being on top of him, and he used his elbows for support.
“You’re not asleep,” Hankyung said, pretending to be surprised.
“I wasn’t already from the moment you came back.”
Hankyung gulped and a lazy smirk found its place on LeeTeuk’s lips.
“Does she purr?” Leeteuk made a light sound. “Does she makes it hot?” he slid his hand up down Hankyung’s chest, seducing. “Does she kiss better?” Leeteuk captured his lips in a quick, open-mouthed kiss.
“She is nothing compared to you,’ Hankyung sounded little breathless, little yearning, his breathe ghosting over the skin of LeeTeuk’s exposed neck.
“Am I charming?” Leeteuk asked straightly.
“More than that,” he was glad to answer more than positive.
“Am I hot?”
“More than that.”
“Do you love me? Because I can’t without you,” that was a confession, his heart beating increasing rapidly.
“I do, oh yes, damn I do,” and Hankyung admitted that for last. Yesterday he was in doubts, days before he was restless, and now his heart was in peace, not making him to guess, he understood, lastly, in time.
“Then how-“
“I was hesitating, wasn’t sure and I guess, was just being dumbly oblivious.”
“And I should punish you, punish you so much,” Leeteuk licked his lips, his eyes telling completely different, wanting something different.
“But I want you now,” Hankyung words were as a whisper in LeeTeuk’s ear, tickling.
“Then you should be really good or else--,” Leeteuk looked in his eyes, warning, but Hankyung was fast silence him with a kiss, long, tongue involved until their lungs started to protest.
It was better between them than ever before.