UP's lips rejoin his the moment the door shuts behind them, pressing up against him hungrily while he coaxes him backward until Kao's calves hit UP's bed. He thinks UP will push him down and he's more than fine with that, but instead UP twirls them around and takes Kao's previous spot, falling backward onto the bed and pulling Kao with him.
He seems to be making a point of relinquishing control to Kao, which both surprises him considering his apparent affinity for wrapping Kao around his finger and making him squirm, and worries him considering his own lack of experience.
He slides his hands up under UP's sweater as they kiss, mapping out his torso with gentle touches. UP's skin is so warm and so soft, Kao wonders how he's real. Hands tangle in Kao's hair, tugging just hard enough to pull little gasps from his lips.
Kao shifts, bringing his knee up between UP's thighs and UP welcomes the opportunity eagerly, rolling his hips into Kao's leg with muffled little noises of pleasure.
He pulls back to admire UP, lips slick, hair mussed, eyes wanting, hips canting hard and needy, all because of Kao. It does something to his heart. And his dick.
"You're so fucking hot," he murmurs, diving back down to kiss him again. "I don't know what I'm doing."
UP grins up at him, stars in his eyes. "Why? You're doing great."
"Sorry, just..." Kao smiles weakly. "I'm nervous. Tell me if I do something weird. I've embarrassed myself in front of you enough."
UP gasps, unconvincingly feigning shock. "You? Embarrassing? Never."
"Shut up," Kao grumbles, pushing his knee into UP's crotch and catching him off guard with a gasp.
"Oh yeah?" UP's eyebrows raise, stirring anticipation in Kao's gut, and then his hips are yanked down onto UP's raised thigh, a stuttered moan escaping his mouth when UP's hands guide him to grind down on him. "You gonna make me?"
"Fuck." Kao is acutely aware of how tight his pants have become. "No. I like your voice."
"Want me to talk dirty to you?" he asks with an eyebrow wiggle.
"Hell yeah."
"Too bad. I'm shit at pillow talk." They both laugh softly as Kao is pulled down for another kiss, interrupted too soon by UP tugging at his hoodie. "Off."
"What do you mean? That was pretty good," Kao jokes, more to offset his anxiety than anything. He sits back on his heels to comply, tugging his hoodie and t-shirt off at once, sheepish when the cool air hits his exposed chest.
He resists the urge to curl in on himself, only because he'd hate to disappoint UP's hungry gaze as it rakes over his bare stomach, leaving Kao somewhere between self-conscious and extremely proud of himself for all the nights he worked out even when he'd wanted desperately to do anything else.
"Like what you see?" he asks, far too smug for someone in his position.
UP hums, sitting up to kiss him and runs his hands over the muscle appreciatively. "You're full of surprises, hm?" He trails a gentle hand down Kao's abs to his waistband, making quick work of unfastening his pants. A hand snakes its way in between his pants and underwear to palm him while UP swallows his moans.
Fuck, this is really happening.
UP starts to tug at Kao's jeans impatiently and he gets the hint, slipping off of the bed to remove them but hesitating when he catches UP's eye.
"What about you?" Kao stalls, not all that thrilled at the prospect of being naked and vulnerable in front of a fully-dressed UP.
"If you want my clothes off, take them off," he says simply.
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FantasíaKao needs to get laid, plain and simple. Except it isn't that simple―not when he lets his ego drag him into a bet that requires him to get in his classmate's pants before the end of the semester.
