Precious - SeongSang

13

I laid there. Not being able to go to sleep again.

Thoughts of Yeosang continued to make their way into my mind. Ofcourse Im not complaining at all. I would never complain about thinking of him. But the thing I'm complaining about is that Hongjoong had kind of ruined it for me a while ago.

But the thought of Yeosang seemed to come back anyway.

Just letting the thoughts come. Letting my body feel however it wants. Taking my shirt off because it was getting hot. Taking my pants off because it was getting uncomfortable. Still a little uncomfortable with how hot I was feeling.

Gripping onto my pillow as I bit my bottom lip. The flavor of peaches filled my mouth again. I felt even more heated.

I kept from touching myself. I wanted to feel heated even more than this.

Thinking of him.

His moans. His whimpers. The way he says my name. The way he moans my name. His soft skin. His tiny waist. His always-exposed legs when he is over. How he would never fully zip up the sweaters I let him borrow because he likes to tease me. His collarbones on full display. Amazing. Everything about him is amazing and it drives me crazy.

Biting my bottom lip even harder to keep myself from touching myself. The feeling of my lip opening up and the taste of metal mixed with the taste of peaches. The feeling of the gloss coated on my lips. Just got to think of him.

My grip on my pillows got tighter. My breathing started to pick up in pace. "Yeosang." I breathed out.

Just a little longer.

Just think. Just thoughts. Yeosang, just him and only him.

I felt hotter. I want to keep going.

I want to feel the same heat I feel when we are together. That unbearable heat that I need to get out when he is with me. The same heat he makes me feel every single time. I want it so damn bad that I need it.

Just the thought of craving it set me off. Fuck it.

I started to touch myself. Palming myself through my boxers, my eyes rolled back. This has never happened to me before but whatever. Covering my mouth as I continued. Leaning my head back farther into my pillow. I felt even hotter. The blankets helping with the heat. Making this even better.

Uncovering my mouth and laying my arm over my eyes. Letting out deep breaths. I didn't want to do this so quickly. I want it to be painfully slow. I want to think of him in this way for a bit. Just for a little bit.

My body shook. My body wanted more. Wanted me to go faster, and be rougher with myself. Just to not be an asshole to myself. I want more, I need more but keeping everything in me to not go beyond this, not now at least.

Letting out a groan. Calling out his name, almost as a whisper. Just for myself.

Balling my hand, the feeling of my nails digging into the palm of my hands. The pain helped me get off a bit more than it's supposed to.

I continued, stalling myself as long as I can to keep myself from going so far.

"Yeosang."

My breathing became unstable. My head felt fuzzy. I need to breathe normally but fuck that. Gritting my teeth as I teased myself. My own boxers were annoying me but I left them on. Grabbing onto my own hair, lightly tugging at it from annoyance.

Remembering how Yeosang ran his hands through my hair and how he lightly tugged at it. Just from remembering, my own movements staggered. Letting out a breathy groan.

"Yeosang." I called out his name again. Licking over my lips to get the flavor back. Anything to keep me going.

Just think. Only him.

"Fuck."

Doing this to myself really annoyed me, but I liked it. Sliding my hand down to my sheets. Gripping onto them. Dragging my nails and hearing the sheets ripping. I'll deal with that later. My fingers twitched as I continued to keep myself from going farther.

It was painfully slow.

My breathing staggered again. Digging my nails more into the sheets, gripping on them. Feeling the pain in the palm of my hands again.

Fuck this shit. I took my boxers off. Throwing them. I was getting so annoyed. They were getting in the way.

Continuing to touch myself. My eyes rolled back again as I touched myself properly. My mouth fell open from how good this felt. This felt way better than normal. Felt better than all the other times I've done this.

"Yeosang." I groaned. His name helps me a lot.

I stayed slow, not wanting go to too fast. I was gentle with myself. I hate this, but I love it.

Thinking of his lewd faces and the lewd noises that would often come out of him. Moans and whimpers. God, I love them. My hand twitched and staggered again. Just thinking of him. Only him. Yeosang.

He is what I crave. He is what I want. He is what I need.

My breathing staggered. Continuing to just tease myself. I am almost at my limit of just really going for it. Clenching my teeth.

"Fuck."

"Fuck it."

I quickened my hand. Rough with myself. Doing what I finally fucken wanted. My eyes rolled back even farther from what I can feel. Rolling back so far, it hurt. I let out a groan.

"Yeosang." I said his name again.

Continued to think of him. Everything and anything about him got me closer. The thought of him made me go faster and be more rough with myself.

Tensing up as I started to feel that turning feeling in my stomach. Annoyed it came so quickly already.

Letting go of the sheets. Laying my hand over my eyes again. Balling my hand again. Licking over my lips to keep the taste.

The heat that I'm feeling now is so unbearable. I. Fucken. Love. It. Explaining how much I love it is hard, too hard to explain. Only he will be able to make me like this. Im going crazy for him and only him. I want him, I want him here more than ever. I want to make a mess out of him.

Letting out a groan. "Fuck."

Just him, only him.

The feeling began to build up quicker. Just a little longer, please. My breathing started to get even quicker. My head is so fuzzy, it hurts. Quickening my pace even more.

I tensed up.

Wanting to stop myself so I can go on a bit longer, but I craved the release.

"Yeosang."

I chased after my climax and I really hated how desperate I was for it. I wanted this to last longer. A little longer. Just a tiny bit.

I leaned my head back even more.

Just thinking of him. It has to be him. Only Yeosang.

The feeling built up as I continued to think of him.

Letting out a groan as I got closer. My movements staggered even more. Letting out a huge breath. My eyes rolled back again and hurt even more. The taste of peaches filled my mouth one last time as I felt myself release.

"Oh. Fuck."

Relaxing as I slowed my movements. Trying to catch my breath not even realizing how unstable it was. The pain in my head started to go away. My mouth felt dry. My body began to cool down.

"Shit." I took my arm off my face and just stared at the ceiling. Thinking of nothing to keep myself calm or at least tried.

I want Yeosang. He will be mine.