A garden for two | heehoon

★stay quiet

Heeseung's hands were warm and steady as he cradled Sunghoon's face, his thumb tracing the curve of Sunghoon's jaw.

Their eyes locked, the weight of the moment pressing down on them like a tangible force.

Slowly, Heeseung's lips ghosted over Sunghoon's, a feather-light touch that sent a shiver racing down Sunghoon's spine.

Then, with a gentle but insistent push, Heeseung guided Sunghoon backward.

Sunghoon moved without resistance, letting Heeseung lead him until his legs hit the edge of the bed.

Heeseung's hands slid from Sunghoon's face to his shoulders, urging him down.

Sunghoon sank into the mattress, his heart hammering against his ribcage, every nerve alight with anticipation.

Heeseung followed, hovering over him, his breath warm against Sunghoon's skin as he kissed along the line of his jaw.

Each touch was deliberate, as if Heeseung was savoring the moment, drawing out the tension that coiled tighter with every passing second.

Sunghoon trembled beneath him, a soft gasp escaping his lips as Heeseung's mouth found the sensitive spot just beneath his ear.

Sunghoon’s fingers curled into the sheets, his body reacting instinctively to the electric sensation of Heeseung's lips trailing down his neck.

He tilted his head back, granting Heeseung more access, his breaths coming faster, shallower.

Heeseung’s mouth was hot against his skin, each kiss sending a fresh wave of need through Sunghoon, making him arch slightly off the bed.

When Heeseung’s lips finally left Sunghoon’s neck, a whimper of protest slipped from Sunghoon’s mouth, but it was quickly silenced as Heeseung captured his lips in a searing kiss, leaving Sunghoon breathless and wanting more.

As Heeseung pulled back just enough to speak, Sunghoon parted his legs, his thighs brushing against Heeseung’s sides.

The gesture was inviting, a silent plea for more, for everything Heeseung was willing to give.

Heeseung’s gaze darkened with desire as he settled between Sunghoon's legs, his hands sliding down to grip Sunghoon’s hips, holding him in place with a possessive firmness.

But then, Heeseung paused, his lips hovering just above Sunghoon’s.

His voice, when it came, was a low murmur, thick with restraint.
“You have to be quiet.”
Heeseung warned, his eyes flicking to the door as if reminding Sunghoon of the presence of others in the house. “Or we should wait until everyone’s asleep.”

Sunghoon bit his lip, the urgency of his need battling with the caution in Heeseung’s words.

His breath hitched as he looked up at Heeseung, his entire body tense.
“I’ll be quiet.” Sunghoon promised, his voice barely more than a whisper, a tremor of excitement lacing his words.

Heeseung’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile, his thumb brushing over Sunghoon’s cheek in a gesture that was both tender and commanding.

He pressed down on Sunghoon’s hips, anchoring him to the bed as he leaned in once more, his mouth finding Sunghoon’s neck again, this time with more intent.

The kiss was deeper, more intense, and it pulled a ragged gasp from Sunghoon that he quickly muffled by biting down on his lip.

Sunghoon’s fingers tangled in Heeseung’s hair, holding him close, trying to stay quiet even as his body trembled with the force of his desire.