Behind closed curtains [HYUNLIX]

thirteen

Hyunjin:

Three days.

Three painful days of not feeling Yongbok's soft and smooth skin, his warm body and his soft, sweet lips.

It's a torture.

Because all I wanted to do is feel him again. I craved him.

And it's not good for me.

It makes me imagine things I shouldn't, just like his body beneath me and his mouth releasing those wonderful, sweet moans again.

Or his small but cute hands around my neck, stroking the skin.

Or his lips hungrily tasting mine.

I wanted, no needed it to happen again.

And I would make it happen again. Today.

I sat next to him at lunch, a torture by the way because I wasn't able to touch him without having everyone's attention on us, but I had asked him out.

I had used the same excuse as last time and he got it immediately.

His eyes had sparkled dangerously while he smilingly answered, "Sure."

And because of my excuse no other person at our table had turned suspicious.

No one would think of what I was planning on doing when I had asked him to come to my room for painting advice.

We had left the table together this time and walked towards my room.

His hand brushed against mine from time to time which caused it to prickle.

My stomach was fluttering in excitement and I sincerely hoped for our ambassador to not interrupt us again.

I opened the door for him and he smilingly entered my room.

God, that innocent yet bold smile...

I love it.

As I entered the room he immediately turned around to face me while I closed the door carefully.

He stepped closer and closer, testing my patience with every small step he took.

The innocence had left his smile, only boldness and desire could be found in it now.

I grew impatient and stepped closer to him myself.

We met in the middle of the room.

He nodded at me and his glance danced between my eyes and lips. He teasingly licked his lip and that was my final straw.

I threw my patience over board and slowly guided him backwards till he hit the wall behind him.

I chose the wall instead of the door this time so hopefully no one would hear us.

As soon as his back hit the wall I urged my body against his, feeling the warmth again.

I had waited for this way too long.

His hands found my face and drew it closer to his own, his eyes were burning with desire.

I hungrily closed the gap between our lips, crashing my lips onto his.

We immediately played a dangerous game, no time for introduction.

Our lips smashed together, tugging and pulling on each other. His sweet, plump lips felt like heaven on mine. They were warm and desperate.

We eventually parted for a breath and I opened my eyes, only to see his eyes still closed, with a sly smile on his lips.

I couldn't resist it and kissed him again, he looked so adorable like this. This time, our kiss was slower, more gentle.