trapped in a photograph || chenji

New Year's Special: Love Me Tender

💌 ➜ New Year's Special
A Realistic First time; where these two just love each other so much.

My eyes greet the day shine, my heart and lungs expand. There are times that I feel that I must have been so blessed to live the same day over and over, even though I age, for those first few moments are so identical. At first, there are the dreams, then the sense of welcoming a new day, the anticipation of whatever comes.

Upon waking, Jisung burrowed himself into the warm, soft sheets. He rubbed his eyes and gazed out at the horizon; its vivid light extended across a rosy sky, as Chenle slowly woke up squirming and looks up deeply into my eyes – I kissed him passionately knowing what my angel's asking for, this was our love language.

"make love to me" was all he needed to mutter, and Jisung couldn't take it anymore.

So this is what he's like, Chenle thinks, breath hitching, stuttering as Jisung experimentally lowers his fingers into him and rubs them all over.

Chenle clearly doesn't know what he's doing, only what he's supposed to do, what's supposed to go where, and what makes it easier to put it there, textbook knowledge dueling his total lack of practical experience. He breathes as if he's just learned how, weak little things, shaky things. His belly expands, quivers, he tenses and relaxes.

Jisung sucked at the tip, pushing his first finger into Chenle, he bucked his hips upward, hands grabbing at the blankets as Jisung gave him a warm smile.

"are you ready?" Jisung said in which he got a nod as an answer, enough for him to put one finger inside him, slowly going in and out to build up the pace.

"mhm..." he muttered, "more."

Jisung obeyed, putting another finger in him, his hole started opening wider, though not wide enough for his member to go in yet. he put another finger, and another, then kept sliding his fingers in and out of him before he decided that he was ready. finally, he slid them all out at once - Chenle immediately feeling empty that he frowned.

"take it slow, Angel," Jisung told him before he aligned his finger again inside the boy, and fuck he still was as tight. he slowly slid them deeper inside him, resulting in a loud moan to come out of Chenle's lips, he rocked in and out of him.

honestly, he felt like he was on top of the world, like he was finally able to understand the feeling of euphoria, the feeling only Jisung could ever give him. and fuck does it feel great.

Jisung continues to kiss Chenle as thrusts himself faster and faster with every second that passes by, their tongues meeting yet once again.

they continue to wrestle before Chenle stopped kissing him back, he threw his head back to the bed, "fuck, I'm so close."

Jisung nodded, as he told Chenle if he felt a warm feeling in his stomach then he knew he was close.

"God, I didn't think it'd feel that great." Chenle panted as Jisung began to move his finger, making sure to rub the walls and making Chenle keen, and he whined. "I'm going to come--"

"just come, baby," he said as he thrusts even faster, as impossible as that sounds.

It must have been the way Jisung's voice dropped to a sultry tone, or how he added another finger in, or even just the way Jisung had always found Chenle beautiful, he rushingly starting rubbing his plump shaft on chenle's tip and both came crashing down to a high.

As in no time, Jisung came all over Chenle's stomach and his own, right before he followed suit, sliding his hand out of the boy before he came all over their bed sheet, suddenly feeling a little bad at the mess they made.