Flightless Bird [YINWAR]

Chapter 14: Can I call you back

Enjoy reading and don't forget to vote.

War's POV

The afternoon stretched lazily, and I found myself alone on the couch, contemplating life's mysteries while staring at the array of movie options.

Yin,had disappeared into his father's study to tackle some pressing work.

Despite his suggestion to rest, I couldn't shake off the boredom that crept in.

Just as boredom threatened to engulf me, a gentle hand on my shoulder made me turn my head.

Yin, ever the surprise artist, stole a quick peck on my lips before I could utter a word.

Feeling bored,?" he teased.

I nodded, pouting slightly. "Yeah, and I have no idea what to do with myself."

Yin chuckled, "Well, how about we watch a movie together?"

We decided on watching a movie together.

But as the on-screen couple engaged in an intense make-out session, we realized we had chosen an 18-rated film.

Awkwardness settled in, both of us glancing at each other with sheepish expressions.

About to grab the remote and switch to something less steamy, Yin caught my hand, holding it with a warmth that dissolved the awkwardness.

His eyes met mine, and I could feel a magnetic pull drawing our lips together.

Slowly our lips met.

The kiss started innocently enough, a simple smooch, but the chemistry between us quickly ignited.

Yin, lifted me onto his lap without breaking the kiss. Our lips moved in tandem, the connection growing more intense with every passing second.

His hands, warm and inviting, ventured beneath my shirt, caressing my skin.

The sensation sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but reciprocate, exploring the contours of his body.

As the kiss deepened, Yin's tongue sought entry, asking permission to dance with mine.

I granted it, and our kiss transformed into a passionate ballet of intertwined tongues and shared breaths.

Our bodies pressed against each other, the intensity of our connection escalating.

Yin's hands explored my form with gentle possessiveness, leaving a trail of tingling sensations.

The world outside faded away, and all that remained was the intoxicating dance of our lips.

About 20 minutes into our passionate embrace, I found the strength to pull away before things spiraled into a point of no return.

I chuckled nervously, "Maybe we should switch to a more family-friendly movie?"

Yin, his cheeks flushed, agreed, "Yeah, that might be a good idea."

We both calmed down from our shared euphoria, my body still perched on Yin's lap.

He caressed my back, peppering my face with gentle kisses.