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Warning: This part contains smut (only read if you feel comfortable with it)
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August 19, 2023

Yeosang pulled Jongho towards him and stumbled backwards at the same moment. They fell harshly onto the mattress of the bed in the middle of the small room.

Their lips parted and Yeosang realized that Jongho wanted to say something, but he didn't give him a chance to say what he was thinking. He wanted nothing to come between them. He bridged the short distance and his lips found Jongho's again. Full of desire, passion and devotion, they moved their lips in unison and when Yeosang still felt it wasn't enough, his tongue found Jongho's on its own and connected with it.

All the signals that normally warned Yeosang when he was about to do something stupid switched off. Because Yeosang only wanted one thing. Jongho. And just as he now ran his hands over Yeosang's sides, Jongho obviously wanted him too.

Breathless, Yeosang gasped into Jongho's mouth, causing them both to break their kiss. Yeosang opened his eyes and as much as he was caught up in his desire, he was all the more afraid that Jongho would push him away. But Yeosang's fear was not confirmed, because Jongho smiled, then leaned down and kissed Yeosang's forehead. This was followed by his temple, his cheek, his chin, his nose and finally his lips.

Overwhelmed by new feelings, Yeosang looked directly into Jongho's eyes to find the reason for his actions. But there was nothing but affection and a hint of lust in Jongho's eyes. Only now did Yeosang feel how Jongho's body, which was lying on top of him, pressed against him and everything inside him began to tingle. He finally wanted to feel him, and not just his lips.

Yeosang started to say something, but Jongho spoke first. "Are you sure?" Jongho whispered, his hand running into Yeosang's hair and his gaze sliding lovingly over his face. Yeosang knew immediately what he was alluding to and nodded. He had never been more certain, even if he didn't know what would come after this. What mattered was the moment and in that moment he wanted nothing more than to be enveloped by Jongho's warmth and movements.

The brief nod was enough for Jongho to move towards him again and his lips found Yeosang's neck. They left an intoxicating, almost burning sensation and Yeosang closed his eyes. He didn't need to see anything to feel Jongho. Yeosang's hands found hold on Jongho's shirt and his legs moved around Jongho's hips as if of their own accord. Jongho's lips traveled down his neck to his collarbones, almost reaching Yeosang's most sensitive spot, but then he let go.

Yeosang felt a thumb on his lips and opened his eyes again. Jongho's gaze lingered on his lips. "I've never done this with a man before," Jongho then whispered. His voice didn't sound scared, rather a little unsure. Yeosang had to smile slightly. A million butterflies fluttered in his chest as he uttered the next words. "Don't worry, I will teach you."

In the next moment, Yeosang pushed Jongho carefully off him and then rolled over him. Jongho looked at him with excitement. His purple hair shone in the last of the evening sun, his usually dark eyes now shining golden. He looked so beautiful that Yeosang forgot what he was about to do and paused. He had never felt so strongly about anyone before. Even Seonghwa was nothing compared to this and Yeosang was afraid of what would happen if he finally gave in.

A warm hand wrapped around the back of his neck. "We don't have to do this," Jongho's soft voice rang out. Worried, Yeosang looked at him. "Do you want to do it?" he asked, no longer sure what Jongho was really thinking. Jongho nodded slowly. "I just don't want you to regret it later."

Yeosang wasn't sure if he would regret it. Maybe because he was afraid of what would happen if the others found out about Jongho. Or because he was afraid that Jongho wouldn't feel the same way he did. But all these fears did not prevail at that moment. The burning in Yeosang's chest was too strong to ignore.