raspberries and mocha | heejake

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Heeseung pressed Jake harder against the wall, their lips moving in a fierce rhythm that sent sparks down his spine. The heat between them was palpable, each kiss deeper and hungrier than the last. Jake's fingers threaded through Heeseung's cherry red locks, pulling him closer, while Heeseung's hands gripped Jake's waist with a possessiveness he hadn't known he could feel so quickly. The room felt charged, like there was nothing but this—nothing but the way their bodies moved together.

Jake tilted his head, giving Heeseung better access, and Heeseung took full advantage, his lips trailing down Jake's jawline, peppering kisses along the soft skin of his neck. The scent of raspberries was overwhelming now, flooding Heeseung's senses and driving him wild. He nipped at the spot just under Jake's ear, earning a low gasp from the younger boy.

"Fuck," Jake murmured breathlessly, his grip tightening on Heeseung's shirt as if grounding himself. Heeseung could feel Jake's heart racing against his chest, mirroring his own.

Their lips crashed together again, more desperate this time, the heat between them rising as Jake tugged Heeseung closer by the collar of his shirt. Heeseung wasted no second and shoved his tongue into Jake's mouth, refusing to let him breathe. Every touch, every sound sent a jolt through Heeseung, and he could hardly keep his hands still, one hand sliding up to cradle Jake's jaw, the other pulling him flush against his body.

The staff room felt too small, like it could barely contain them and the heat they generated. Heeseung could feel Jake's breath hot against his skin, his lips parting slightly as they moved in sync. Time seemed to blur as the space between them disappeared completely.

But just as the heat threatened to consume them entirely, Heeseung pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against Jake's as they both panted softly, catching their breath. His heart was still pounding in his chest, the rush of adrenaline making him feel lightheaded, but there was something else there—something more.

Jake looked up at him, his eyes wide, pupils blown from the intensity of the kiss. "What...what's wrong?" Jake asked, a teasing smirk playing on his lips despite the dazed expression. His thumb brushed gently across Heeseung's bottom lip, sending another spark through him.

Heeseung chuckled, his voice still husky. "Nothing's wrong. I just..." He paused, looking down at Jake, admiring the way his lips were slightly swollen, his hair messier than before, and the undeniable pull he felt towards him. "Maybe we should slow down...just for now."

Jake blinked, clearly taken aback by the suggestion. "Slow down?" He raised an eyebrow, half-amused, half-challenging. "I didn't take you for the type to stop in the middle of something like this."

Heeseung smirked, leaning in just close enough to whisper in Jake's ear, "I'm not, trust me." His breath tickled Jake's neck, and he could feel the younger boy shiver beneath him. "But maybe we should save some of this energy for later."

Jake's eyes narrowed playfully as he leaned back, assessing Heeseung with that familiar mischievous grin. "You're teasing me now, aren't you?"

"Maybe." Heeseung stepped back, giving them both a little more breathing room. His eyes lingered on Jake, who still looked flushed and completely stunning. "Besides, my break's almost over. But...how about we pick this up later?"

Jake tilted his head, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Pick this up...as in?"

Heeseung leaned in again, close enough that their lips nearly brushed. "How about after I finish my shift...I take you out?"

Jake blinked in surprise before a sly grin crept onto his face. "Wait, are you seriously asking me out? Now?"

Heeseung chuckled. "Mm. You thought this was just a one-time thing?"