silent love

Chapter 2

as the searing hot drink touches his tongue, mingyu feels the impact instantly hitting him. feels strong. it's a high quality he believes, perhaps it costs a fortune?

as half the bottle empties, mingyu pulls wonwoo's whole head facing his, letting both of their eyes make contact with each other. mingyu feels furious, of course, seeing wonwoo's sore eyes that was caused from crying over someone he shouldn't cry over

they stare at each other for a while when one of mingyu's thumb wipes away the forthcoming tears off of wonwoo's face. he will make sure, in any way that those tears won't come back. never again

wonwoo looks at mingyu with blurry eyes, almost considered blind thanks to sore eyes added with him having a bad vision. with tears filling up his eyes, he feels mingyu's hand applying pressure upon his face, pulling it closer

impatient, wonwoo slams their two heads together, letting their lips collide with each other's slightly harshly, mostly softly

mingyu wasn't expecting such aggression, but it feels, nice. really nice. he returns the kiss, giving a harder kiss to wonwoo and damn well wonwoo likes it

the kiss breaks as wonwoo wipes the tears of his face, looking around the area while mingyu watches in a half drunken state. yeah he's used to alcohol now that half a bottle of expensive tequila literally made him just half drunk

wonwoo looks at the tequila mingyu had earlier and tugs softly on mingyu's shirt, later on pointing to the bottle with shaky hands

mingyu takes the bottle and hands it to wonwoo slowly, curious on what wonwoo will do, which is, quite frank to say

wonwoo sips a few milliliters in, grunting a bit. mingyu can't help but to be stinged by that deep grunt. reminds him of his husky dog he had back then, just the constant growls it'll give mingyu if he's doing something wrong, in which he's clearly doing

wonwoo continues drinking the other half of what's left from mingyu while mingyu's hands are tingling to touch wonwoo like an impatient hoe. mingyu resists the urge to just smash wonwoo down on the bed and ride him hard

wonwoo throws the bottle aside, just letting the glass bottle shatter on the expensive marble tilings he installed a month ago. mingyu watches the bottle shatter, reminding him of how it felt when rina left him. yesterday, was it?

wonwoo stood up, walking on his knees towards frozen mingyu. he stands above mingyu, grabbing the latter's face while he watches in pure hunger

wonwoo lifts mingyu's head up and lowers his, attaching their lips together slowly like earlier, just making the kisses softer as they're still getting used to each other. the first one wasn't enjoyable but now they're, rather used to each other's touch now

again, mingyu returns it slowly, but yet again wonwoo breaks the kiss, leaving mingyu in confusion. this time, wonwoo sits down on mingyu's laps, claiming mingyu's lips more aggressively, leaving a powerful impact on mingyu

mingyu keeps up with the beat and grabs wonwoo's jaw firmly, not letting their lips grow apart anymore. he can't afford to let this man go anymore, he doesn't want to as well

wonwoo steps up the beat as he moves on to mingyu's neck instead, and mingyu's alpha instinct didn't even fight back, and that clearly surprised him. he's never felt so used before, just letting someone being dominant over him

one of mingyu's hand tugs harshly on wonwoo's hair while the other is being held back by wonwoo's hand. he's never felt, so, powerless before. ususally he's the one leading, but he's the one being led currently

his voice box wants to start functioning again at that point. the pleasure wonwoo's plump lips is applying to his neck is unbearable, and hell he wants more of it