Painkillers

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Bed. Sunlight shining painfully right to the eyes... Uhh..

Head is aching like hell. Dry in the mouth. 

I need water. Not only a glass of... I need a stream of cold water. Perhaps that's what will bring me to the world of the living.

Barcode stretches his body in bed.

Gosh. And I thought I managed that alcohol well. I wasn't intoxicated after all. Hmm... when you don't drink at all... that definitely wasn't a good idea...

OH FUCK!!!
The heart drops to the pants.

Ooooh shit!!!

No, no, no, no, noooo! What have I done!!!!

FUCKIN SHIT!!! I just... Jeff... Noooo!

IDIOT!!! Daaamn!!! Runs hand to his hair.

What have I...!?!
I wasn't thinking at all...!

OBVIOUSLY! COMPLETE IDIOT!!!

Hold a sec. Wait a minute... Closing his eyes... Behind the eyelids, the action starts again...

Protective darkness.. loud beats of music.. just like those heartbeats.. His dewy body, his smell... GOSH, his smell...

Damn butterflies...

Those lustful eyes... his sexy panting... right to the ear... oh fuuuck... shivers run through the spine down... there...

What now...? I'm fucked up...
I need that shower!!!

Barcode stands up from the bed. Checks the second bed. Ta is still sleeping. So, he silently goes to the bathroom. Sips water. Then, he goes to the shower. UUUUUHHHHH!!! COLD water.

Surviving the first shock, cold brings lifeful energy to his veins, muscles, and BRAIN. He treats every inch of his skin with this miracle.

What should I do now?!  Apologise?

Towel.

Why should I? We baked it together... 

His panting, almost turned to moans... his exciting touching...  He was enjoying that... just like me...

His pressing hips... He was hard... just like me...

Damn, I was so hard... OMG
What have we done...

Boxers.

Fuck! I'm feeling it even now!!!
Duuude!

Pants.

Uh... not now... not now!

T-shirt.

'How tempting you are...'... oh, MY!!!... Like... how... ME!?! What the hell was he talking about!!! Huh!?

But... uh... He can get anyone! Like.. come on!

Toothbrush, toothpaste.

Thank god for toothpaste...

His clutching hands in the hair... He intensified the kiss!

Helpless stare... He never looked at me like thaaat... 

Feeling a jab in his navel, he smiles like a fool...
Even being as a Kim... There was no control behind his stare like always... he seemed lost entirely.. he begged with his eyes..

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