Break The Distance

12

You wake up to something hard pressing against the back of your head, so you move up to cling to Jisung's side, your head now against his chest while you wrap one of your legs over his and your arms go around his waist. You're pretty sure that's how Jisung cuddles you, but he lets out a strangled noise and nearly chokes on air when you move, and it startles you into waking up fully. You blink the sleep from your eyes as you pull away enough to see his face.

"Jisung, are you okay?" you ask, concerned.

"I'm sorry!" he squeaks as your face inches closer to his so you can see him better in the dim lighting.

"Sorry for what, hun?"

"I'm... hard," he mumbles, turning his face away.

"Do you want me to ignore it or...?" you trail off, not sure why he's apologizing, "That's a normal guy thing, right? It's not a big deal."

You scoot up more and cup his cheek to turn his face toward you again. His face is warm, and you can make out a blush on his face in the dark. He doesn't say anything, refusing to look at you. You sigh and take a chance, kissing his cheek before continuing.

"I'll leave you be if that's what you want. I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable." you get up and head for the kitchen to turn on a light since you're no longer getting sunlight from outside.

He looked so cute on the couch; you just want to pinch his cheeks and kiss him silly while you tell him everything is fine. But you're not sure how he reacted to the kiss earlier, so you wait for anything to indicate his comfort level. If he wants you, he'll find you, and if he needs a minute, you're already in the kitchen cleaning up the movie snacks. You hear shuffling behind you before you feel his hands gripping the back of your shirt.

"What's up? I need you to talk to me, yeah?" you remain with your back facing him.

His forehead presses against your back, and he mumbles something into your shirt. You can practically feel the anxiety rolling off him in waves.

"Can you please say that again? I can't hear you through my shirt."

"The first night I was here," he says slightly louder.

Your eyes widen. He's been avoiding talking about it, and you thought you pushed him too far then. You take a deep breath, not wanting to scare Jisung away.

"What about it?" you ask

"Wanna do that again, please."

"What part, Ji?" you lightly tease; you can't help but push him a bit- he's just so irresistible when he's flustered.

"I... umm," Jisung trails off, shifting behind you before pressing his body against your back and peeking his head over your shoulder, "Kiss me, mark me. I want to kiss you. Want to make you feel as good as I did."

You smile, glad he's communicating for you. You can feel his erection against your ass, and you make sure to press against it as you turn around. You're naturally almost at his eye level, so when you face him, his face is right in front of you. You raise an eyebrow at his nervous face; he steps back as you step forward until he hits the kitchen island, and you place your hands on either side of him to grip the countertop.

"Why are you backing up, Ji? I thought you wanted me to kiss you? Or do you just like being pushed against countertops?" you tease, excited at his reaction.

"Yes," he gulps.

"Yes, what?" You ask.

"I like it when you push me against the countertop. A wall would work too. Or, the bed," he squeaks, rambling in response to your sudden switch in confidence.