✨𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖏𝖊𝖈𝖙 ✨ (𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖐𝖎 𝖝 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖋𝖊𝖒 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗)

lil kissy kissy touch touch

On the Couch

I lift my head up but a kiss was placed on my lips and a hand was wrapped around my neck "saiki!!!" i squirmed out "shh yn' he said, We collapse onto the couch together, lips locked in a heated kiss. His hands grip my waist, pulling me closer as the intensity between us builds. The world outside feels distant and irrelevant compared to the electricity in the air between us.

I break the kiss for a moment, catching my breath, but Saiki's eyes are locked on mine, filled with a fire I've never seen before. My heart pounds as I run my fingers through his hair, tugging gently to bring him back to me.

The way he responds, pulling me back into another kiss, makes it clear we're on the same wavelength. Our connection is deeper now, more intense, like we've crossed some invisible line that neither of us wants to retreat from. His hands roam up my sides, leaving a trail of heat in their wake, and I shiver under his touch.

"Saiki..." I whisper against his lips, the words barely audible as I feel my body responding to his every move.

He leans in, pressing a kiss to the side of my neck, and I can't help the soft gasp that escapes my lips. The sensation sends shivers down my spine, and I pull him closer, needing more of that warmth, more of him.

His hands find their way to my hips, steadying me as I straddle his lap, and I feel the tension in the room spike. It's like every touch, every kiss is amplifying the connection between us, and I can't get enough. I never thought I'd feel this way—this vulnerable, this open—but with Saiki, it feels right.

Our breaths are heavy, mixing with the heat between us. Every touch feels like fire against my skin, and I can tell Saiki is feeling the same. His hands grip my waist firmly, grounding me, as if he's holding on for control. I lean in closer, letting my lips brush against his neck, feeling his pulse race under my touch.

"Y/n...Fuck" Saiki's voice is low, husky, and it sends a shiver down my spine. He's usually so composed, but right now, I can sense the struggle in him to stay calm.

I smirk a little, knowing that I'm affecting him just as much as he's affecting me. I let my fingers trail down his chest, feeling the tension in his muscles as he reacts to my touch. It's like we're both testing the boundaries, seeing how far we can push this without completely losing control.

I lean in to kiss him again, slower this time, savoring the way his lips move against mine. It's not rushed anymore—it's deliberate, intentional. The world outside might be complicated, but right here, right now, it's just us, and nothing else matters.

His hands slide up my back, pulling me even closer, and I can feel his hesitation slipping away. There's a new kind of hunger in his touch, like he's finally letting himself feel everything he's been holding back. I moan softly against his lips, letting him know I'm right there with him.

As the tension builds between us, the sound of the front door opening suddenly breaks through the moment like a splash of cold water. We freeze, pulling away from each other just as Adin's voice echoes through the hallway.

"Y/n? You home?" Adin calls out, his footsteps growing closer.

I quickly scramble off Saiki's lap, trying to straighten myself out before my brother walks in. Saiki does the same, though his usual calm demeanor returns as if nothing happened. I can't help but feel a little frustrated at the interruption, but I know there'll be more moments like this—moments that won't get cut short.

Adin steps into the room, completely oblivious to the tension in the air. "Oh, hey Saiki. Didn't know you were here," he says, giving us both a casual nod.

"Yeah, just working on the baby project," I reply quickly, trying to sound as normal as possible, though I can still feel the heat in my cheeks.

Adin raises an eyebrow, but doesn't press. "Cool, cool. Well, I'm gonna grab something to eat. Y'all want anything?"

"Nah, we're good," I say, exchanging a quick glance with Saiki.

As Adin heads into the kitchen, I exhale a breath I didn't even realize I was holding. Saiki looks over at me, and I can see the slightest hint of a smirk on his face. Even though the moment got cut short, I know we're both thinking the same thing—this isn't over.

We'll find our way back to each other soon enough.