Behind his dimpled smile and sugary eyes lies a past of hardships. Zee lives aimlessly, hopping from job to job, unable to keep stable employment. But when he is invited to take a position at the prestigious Haven Hotel, Zee's life changes from a le...
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Zee was the type of person who closed his eyes during a kiss, the type to lose himself in the heat, softness, passion; however, in this moment, he watched Chawarin melt slowly within his hold. His eyes were closed and his body relaxed, his entire body weight pressing into Zee. If they could, Zee felt like Chawarin would burrow himself into Zee's chest. And he would not mind it one bit.
Their lips were soft and slowly moved, pursing against each other. Zee's hands clasping Chawarin's face slowly glided around, one hand sweeping gently at his boyfriend's jawline. The other traveled around to Chawarin's nape. He wrapped his entire hand around the base of Chawarin's head and pulled him in closer. Their lips had no way of escaping.
Zee chuckled as Chawarin moaned quietly, his elbows propped on Zee's shoulders with his arms draping down his back. It was a single moment. Their kiss was barely anything but soft flesh caressing and greeting. They soon pulled away, their lips releasing a soft pop.
Their faces were close, still; Zee felt Chawarin's soft breaths along his skin. However, they pulled away, providing some distance between their passion and desires.
"So," Zee's hands slid down to either side of Chawarin's waist, "Did you get the kiss you wanted?"
Chawarin cocked his head. He tightened his arms around Zee, his elbows hitched on his shoulders and his wrists on top of the other behind Zee's nape. He scooted his hips into Zee and then laid his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, "Weren't you the one who said you wanted to fucking kiss me so badly?"
Zee chuckled and leaned his head down, pressing his cheek against Chawarin's. Then he turned his head and kissed the plump cheek. Chawarin opened his eyes and huffed. Then he turned his face, pressing his lips together and pushed out his lips with furrowed brows. Zee scoffed teasingly and then dipped down to kiss his lips. Zee felt Chawarin's lips spread into a smile and his arms around Zee's head shifted around. Chawarin dug his fingers into Zee's hair, massaging his scalp, as Zee's grip around the former's waist tightened. His hands slowly drifted down, lightly grazing Chawarin's hips. Chawarin let out a soft breath and his kisses slowly moved to Zee's cheek, kissing his nose, and then down his jawline and to his pulse.
"Your blood is pumping really fast," Chawarin said with a grin.
Zee laughed through his nose, "And you're out of breath."
Chawarin rose his head to kiss Zee again. And when he released his lips from Zee, Zee kissed him back. The sound of their lips and the squeaking pecks drove Zee crazy. He raised his hands again, placing them around Chawarin's cheeks and gave him one last kiss before he pulled away.
