End Game || Heejake

Feral behavior (1)

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Heeseung was far above his shame now, so, if Jake wanted him to ask for it, he would ask, and even command,

"Don't stop kissing me!" he exclaimed, Jake's face right in front of his.

Even a little surprised, Jake still immediately obeyed.

Heeseung had went completely feral. Jake worried for a second that Heeseung's rationality was being impaired by the excitement and considered to stop. But he himself was besides himself, and even if he had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to stop.

After a languorous kiss, Jake got away from Heeseung for half a second. The later was already about to beg, when Jake came to put a kiss on his neck.

And then lower and lower down his chest, while unbuttoning his shirt.

Jake then let the tip of his nose run down Heeseung's belly, until he was finally on his knees, his face between Heeseung's legs.

"Hurry...," muttered the latter.

Which fatally made Jake's whole being tremble, and incidentally made it harder for him to take Heeseung's pants off.

While starting to kiss Heeseung's thigh, Jake thought it would be too bad to not take advantage of Heeseung's sudden honesty. So, he turned his eyes up, and asked for new instructions,

"What do you want me to do now?"

Very annoyed, Heeseung lashed,

"You know what I want!"

"I need your permission, Hee. I wouldn't want to do anything you don't like."

Heeseung gave in. His hand, aimlessly reaching out around in the air, came to softly grab Jake's hair and he said,

"I told you...I want you to keep kissing me."

Finally doing as he was told, Jake smirked and got down on Heeseung, giving him the "kissing" of his life.

Heeseung was grabbing sheets, breathing heavily and tensing his muscles from head to toe. He was frowning in concentration, and wasn't realizing the biting marks he was making on his lower lip.

While Jake was reaching the epitome of his fun, Heeseung suddenly exclaimed,

"Stop!"

Alarmed, Jake stopped everything.

At the edge of climax, Heeseung struggled to straighten up. There, he looked at Jake and asked,

"Can you come back up here now?"

He looked in pain. So, half worried, and half mortally horny, Jake came to sit back between Heeseung's legs.

The latter looked drunk, his cheeks and nose pink, his breath short, and his eyes wet and sparkly.

He wrapped his arms around Jake's neck to hang on to it, and his face buried in Jake's shoulder crease, he murmured, with a pleading tone,

"Now, make love to me...please."