Minho's POV:
I reached for the door and opened it, grabbing Felix by the wrist and pulling him inside. The moment the door closed, I pushed him against it, our bodies colliding with a thud. Without giving him a chance to speak, I captured his lips in a harsh, demanding kiss, my hands fumbling to lock the door behind us. His initial surprise melted into a fierce response, his hands gripping my shoulders as our kiss deepened, filled with a frantic urgency that neither of us could control. The intensity of the moment erased any hesitation, leaving only the raw, electric connection between us.
As our bodies moved against each other, the heat between us intensified. My lips moved roughly on his, eliciting a moan from Felix. Taking the opportunity, I slipped my tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss further. I grabbed him closer by his waist, feeling the firm pressure of his body against mine. My hands roamed down his back to his ass, squeezing it hard. The contact made him gasp, and I took advantage of the moment to move my lips to his neck, trailing rough kisses along his sensitive skin.
I pulled back slightly to catch my breath, our foreheads pressed together, our bodies still intimately connected, and our breathing quick and shallow. "Hyung... You have a meeting," he managed to say, his hands moving to button my shirt. "I'll be quick," I murmured against his neck, pressing urgent kisses along his skin.
I moved my hands quickly to his ass, lifting him up to my waist without breaking the kiss, and carried him to the bed. laying him down, I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the floor, revealing my bare chest. My fingers fumbled with his shirt buttons, eager to feel his skin against mine. I kissed down his chest, leaving a trail of marks on his milky skin, each moan growing louder as I descended. When I reached his pants, I swiftly unzipped and removed them along with his boxers, leaving him fully exposed beneath me.
His breath quickened, eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and desire. I paused for a moment, taking in the sight of him, before leaning down to kiss him again, our bodies pressing closer. My hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of his skin, savoring the way he responded to each touch. His hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as I continued my descent, kissing and nipping at his skin, drawing out a series of gasps and moans that only fueled my desire.
I could feel the heat radiating from his body, his muscles tensing under my touch. As I moved lower, I could see the anticipation in his eyes, the way his body arched towards mine, craving the contact.
I stood up, my eyes locked on his as I spoke. "Don't move," I commanded, my voice low and filled with intent. He lay still.
I walked to the side table, opened the drawer, and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube. I returned to the bed. As I approached, I could see the anticipation in his eyes, his body still and waiting for what was to come next.
I put some lube in my hands as I parted his thighs. The anticipation in his eyes was palpable as I moved my finger against his entrance, teasingly circling. "Ready?" I asked, my voice husky with desire, continuing the slow, deliberate motion of my finger.
"Yes, please, Hyung," he managed to answer, his voice trembling with need. I pushed one finger inside, watching as his head fell back, a deep moan escaping his lips. His reaction spurred me on, my finger moving deeper, slowly preparing him. His moans grew louder with each movement, his body arching in response to my touch. His hands gripped the sheets.
I slipped in a second finger, then a third, moving in and out as he kept moaning. His body was taut with anticipation, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His arousal was evident, his need clear. "Hyung, please," he pleaded, desperation in his voice. I removed my fingers, whispering close to his ear, "Please what?" as I kissed his ear, knowing exactly what he wanted but wanting to hear him say it. "I want more, please, Hyung," he begged. " I'll give you something better " I said.
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Who Killed my Boyfriend |Hyunho|
RomanceWhat's worse: losing the one you chose to spend your life with, or discovering he was killed by someone you love? Dear reader, Abandon all notions of affection and sweet romantic sentiments, for this story will shatter them if you dare to continue. ...