Blind Trust (MewGulf)

Chapter 35: The first episode

POV Mew

Being that close, Mew and Gulf shared the same breath, and they were both breathing hard.

- Gulf… - Mew’s hand went over Gulf’s head, pushing the bedroom door closed while pinning him against it.

His mouth sought his, like two magnets finding each other. Gulf’s back hit the door with the force of their encounter. Their tongues tangled, and there was no hesitance on either part. Gulf tasted so good, better than Mew remembered. With his hips, Mew pushed up against Gulf’s, feeling him getting hard.

Mew’s body instinctively rocked into him while they continued the kiss. His hands wandered shamelessly all over Gulf’s body. Mew gripped his hair and tilted his head back while his lips trailed down his neck. His free hand found its way to the button and zipper of his pants.

- P’Mew…

- Can’t talk now.

A growl got stuck at the back of Mew’s throat. He needed this.

He kissed Gulf again and pulled him off the door. Without breaking their lips apart, Mew dragged him over to the bed. The voice inside Mew was telling him he was being too passionate, that he needed to slow things down. It had been a while since Mew felt that kind of fear and panic go through his body. Just the thought of Gulf misunderstanding something and leaving him was enough to put him on his knees.

He pushed Gulf down and landed on top of him, their mouths moving in sync. It had been a while since they got the time to do things like that. Mew blamed his master and the work they were doing to promote the series. It wasn’t enough, not with Gulf.

Gulf’s stomach muscles contracted as Mew moved his hand between them. He got a grip on his hardness, making Gulf throw his head back on the mattress. They were hanging half off the bed, but Mew couldn’t bring himself to move them farther up.

Gulf’s moans were intoxicating, and Mew felt himself getting lost in everything Gulf was doing.

Instead of pulling away, Mew moved down his body, sinking to the floor on his knees. He barely got his pants and boxers down his thighs before he engulfed his hardness with his mouth, taking him to the back of his throat.

- Shit! - Gulf hissed.

Mew’s tongue landed on him and circled around the tip. Mew would’ve loved to take his time to savor Gulf’s taste and the soft moans coming of him, but he was way too desperate to actually take his time.

Gulf reached for Mew’s cheek and his thumb run across the soft skin.

Mew relaxed his jaw and continued his movement, trying to make his boyfriend go crazy. When the first spurts hit his tongue, Mew did his best to take everything in, even the last drop until Gulf’s body melted into the mattress.

- So good… - Gulf murmured.

Mew climbed up his body until they were face to face.

- Are you up for more…? - Mew teased him.

Gulf let out a little chuckle and hugged his boyfriend’s back.

- Bring it on.

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POV Gulf

As they were laying down on their bed after finishing their activities, Gulf remembered something from that day.

“You’re special to him. He told me you’re his legend”

He hadn’t had the chance to give that a thought, with everything that had happened with Jom and HIM coming around, but at that moment the confusion hit him again like a rock.