In the Middle of the Night [BANG CHAN FF] ✔️

30. First time

A/N: This is the XXX chapter! I wrote smut before... but I'm not that confident in myself... so read at your own risk lol

If you don't like reading smut (though this one is gentle 'love-making') then feel free to skip this chapter (that's why it's a double update). For those who decide to stay: I hope you enjoy this step in their relationship.

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This chapter will be longer... 

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The sound of waves crashing on the white sandy beach came through the opened window of the room, letting in the warm salty wind as well. Night has already fallen and the room was dark but there was no need for any "artificial" light as the moonlight lit the room just fine and enough for them to see each other. The smell of the princess's shampoo and the knight's cologne mixed and became stronger because of her wet hair and their wet clothes. But at that moment, they stopped being the princess and the knight - standing in front of each other, they were just Yona and Chan, two young adults who loved each other.

The soft white towel which Chan took from the maid's cart in the hallway absorbed the water from Yona's hair the more he rubbed it on her head, wiping the drops that slid down her face just as gently. Both were silent but there were no words needed to express this caring moment. He dropped the towel off her head, staring into her shimmering eyes and then at her parted full lips. What he read on her face was need mixing with love. Bang Chan couldn't suppress the urge - he put his thumb on her lower lip, slowly pulling it down, stopping his finger on her chin.

Yona held another towel in her hands and reached up, wiping Chan's face and his dark hair just like he did to her, not once breaking eye contact. She moved her hand to his neck but noticed that the towel quickly became damp at just how soaked his jacket was.

"Can I?" she asked, stopping her fingers and gripping the lapels of his jacket. Chan took a small step forward to answer her question and Yona slid the heavy soaked jacket off his shoulders, letting it drop by his feet, along with the wet towel. Her gaze was fixed on his chest which was partially visible under the white shirt that was glued to his upper body. "You're going to catch a cold..." she placed her palm on his left chest muscle, sliding her fingers in the gap between two buttons, feeling his rapid heartbeat and his hot skin. Chan jolted, her touch was electrifying and tempting, sending shivers through his body. 

He grabbed the wrist of her hand that touched him, stopping her from exploring, leaning his face closer to her ear, "What about you?" he paused intentionally, "Your dress is soaked as well..." his hot breath continued to hit her chilled skin, "Shall I exit the room for you to change into your dry clothes?"

Yona played with a button on Chan's shirt, accidentally undoing it, revealing his glossy skin, "No..." she whispered and their eyes met again, "I want you to stay..." she said and leaned first into the kiss, tugging on his shirt, making the strings that held the buttons tighten but not break. Fighting the cold of their clothes, Chan gave in to Yona's hot lips which were sweeter than strawberries, and she loved his wide hands cupping her cheeks as if they were sealing their warmth.

"Are you sure that we should do this?" he asked and she nodded. 

Yona initiated the kiss as part of her answer, "I have never been more sure of my decision," their foreheads and noses were touching, her lips grazing his, "I want to do it with you, Chris... tonight..."

He was surprised at the sudden change of his name but it was, again, Yona making a move. And her consent was what he wanted to hear for such a long time. He thought he would relax after hearing it, but it only made him more nervous.