Captivated (BL) || V2: A New Beginning ||

Chapter 130

Mewling in successive loss of strength in his body, Jin's parted lips quiver at another persistent pair of warm lips smoothly pressing against the side of his neck, giving his bounteous and stunning red marks an appreciative peck.

His shoulders wince at its tickling sensation, and the bulging monster squeezing between his pair of buns grew alarmingly in response to his softest moan.

Words fail him.

He had run parched.

He could not discern how many times his warm breath ravaged his throat from one of the numerous prior kissing and tongue-sipping sessions he had with the too-passionate and loving man.

Hiro's warm tongue and sucking lips journey up to the back of his ears, repeatedly planting small and supple kisses on his skin.

Jin tilts his head, giving the man access, "Hnghh." He will never know its end.

"Darling, you are far too lovely."

The man's heart-weakening disputes serenade his ears for the hundredth time, and his heart fell a thousand deeper from his grasp.

Hiro's lips curl into an inviting smile on the curving edge of his beloved's reddened ear.

His callous thumb lifts to touch and cover the tip of Jin's tiny and hardened buds. His softened copper-black eyes grin above the rare redness of his cheeks.

They were perking.

Jin suddenly feels out of breath. He crouches his body in hopes of fleeing from the flustering feeling of the man's expert fingers.

But Hiro thrust his hips and rubbed their wetness against each other, causing him to yelp and arch his back once again.

"My lovely Jin-ah."

In one soft flick of his large thumbs, the man pushed his throbbing buds up and pressed them down.

Hiro's warm breath rushes through inside his sensitive ear. "It keeps twitching."

Hiro was grunting in astonishment. His voice sounded strained and out of breath like his, and acknowledging that made him happy and concerned.

"It loves me too, Jin-ah."

Hiro's obsession was palpable.

And he gasps at his words. Will it not be just his lips that won't be spared for the n-night?

His lower belly feels weird. "Hngh~" W-What is it? He breathes.

It feels good.

The young fellow's grasp against the sleeves of the man's shoulders tightened, and his sensuous breathing was aberrant at the peculiar sensation of his lower hips.

Hiro hummed and lowered his head down with a whispering wish, "I want to know. . ."

It was merely impossible to get answers in his dreams.

Jin blinks at the dark and rough texture of the cavern walls shrouding above them, his mind clouded, still winding in bliss. "What is i-it?"

"How they taste like."

A startled and clipped cry fled his lips. His arid mouth but damp amethyst eyes shot wide at the sudden feel of his tongue lapping warmth to the base of his tout bud.

Jin's shivering fingers trail their way to the man's hair, his body shuddering as Hiro's pair of moist lips seal around his pressed bosom.

"Hiro—"

Hiro scooped his lips around his pinkness steadily and started sucking them dry.

Jin could feel the strain of his arched back and waist.