Fluffy Oneshots

I Love You Part 2

Win got closer to Bright and spoke softly, "Please hug me again and kiss me for the first and last time. I can't wait until the next life—I want you now."

Bright's eyes widened, and his breathing grew heavy. "I... I... I can't, Win. Our wives are in the house, no, we shouldn't."

Win moved even closer this time and whispered, "Come with me."

They went into the garage, and Win opened the back seat of his car, pulling Bright inside. Bright was breathing heavily. Win cupped Bright's face, sat on Bright's lap, and pulled his face closer until they were just inches apart.

"I've suppressed my love for too long. Now I can't stay still without bursting. Kiss me, love."

As soon as Win said it, Bright's lips were taken. Bright couldn't move his limbs; he was caught in Win's tight hold. Win kissed his lips for too long, and they both pulled away, needing oxygen. But Win didn't stop. He kissed Bright's lips again, then his jaw, and then his eyes. He sucked on his Adam's apple and collarbone, causing Bright to moan softly, whispering Win's name. Win ground against his lap and started to unbutton Bright's shirt.

Bright resisted. "Win, stop. That's enough."

Win was a hot mess, and truthfully, Bright was already turned on by the situation, but he knew he had to control himself. He grabbed Win by the collar and kissed him passionately again, and Win smiled into the kiss. He loved the touch of the person he loved most. He didn't want to go back to Natalie or see Bright return to Aleeta.

"Bright, I can't do this anymore. I love you so much. I want this for the rest of my life. I'm already addicted to you."

Bright looked into those beautiful eyes. His heart was racing, and his mind was spinning, unable to focus. What could he do?

"Win, I have to think about this. I can't divorce Aleeta right away or abandon her. But I... I... don't know."

He sighed deeply. Win hugged Bright, wrapping his arms around Bright's neck and kissing his forehead.

"I'll wait for you to make a decision. But tell me honestly—did you like this? Didn't you?"

Bright was caught off guard. "Yes... I liked it."

Win was ecstatic. He kissed Bright again. They were both so turned on, both in a painful situation after their steamy make-out session, with their bodies reacting.

"Win, I think we need to go to the washroom. We can't go inside the house like this," Bright said.

But Win didn't budge. "I'll take care of you."

Just like that, they spent three hours in the car, blowing off steam. Soon after, Aleeta and Natalie had to call Bright and Win for dinner.

Aleeta called, but Win was kissing Bright like his life depended on it. The phone kept vibrating, and Bright tried to pull away, but Win grunted in protest. Gently, Bright grabbed Win's head and pulled back, saying, "It's Aleeta."

Bright answered the phone. "Hey Bright, where are you and Win? We've been looking for you two for hours," Aleeta said, sounding concerned.

Bright quickly changed his tone, "Sorry, darling. We went to the shop nearby to check out some gadgets. We're on our way."

Aleeta hung up. Bright let out a heavy sigh and took Win back onto his lap, cradling him like a baby. "Listen, Win, we have to go back now, okay? We'll discuss this tomorrow. Come to my office."

Win pouted like a child. Bright wanted to kiss him again, but he knew if he did, he wouldn't be able to control himself. "Can I have one last hug, my everything?" Win cooed at Bright.

Bright smiled weakly and hugged Win. He was in a dilemma—did he love Win too? He was confused, bemused. When they finally parted, it was emotionally charged. Win cried as they prepared to return home, but Bright consoled him, reassuring him they would talk more tomorrow. They scheduled a time to meet at Bright's office the next day.

At Bright's office the next day, Bright was in a meeting when his secretary sent him a message that Win was waiting. Bright excused himself and headed to his office, a soundproof luxury cabin that resembled a suite—only lacking a bed. There was a fine couch, and here Win was lounging, waiting.

When Bright entered, Win immediately stood up. Bright locked the door, not trusting Win's next move. Before Bright could think, Win jumped at him, clinging to him like a koala. He buried his head in Bright's neck, forcing Bright to carry him like a giant baby bear to the couch.

"Win, sit here," Bright said, trying to regain control.

Win, acting like a needy child since yesterday, was pleading for Bright's love. "I missed you, Bright," Win whispered.

Bright sighed heavily. "Win, we have to stop this."

Win gasped and kissed Bright, invading his mouth before Bright could react. Bright found himself pinned to the couch, trying to pull away, but Win was straddling him, and his energy was overwhelming. Bright was breathless, unable to resist. After Win finally pulled away, they sat in silence for a moment, both catching their breath.

Bright spoke in a stern voice. "You can't behave like this, Win. This is my office, and we are not teenagers. For goodness' sake, we have families. We are husbands... I can't—"

Win grabbed Bright's hand. "I know, I know. But my love for you is exploding. After 20 years, I kissed you, I hugged you, I made love to you. It was my dream to become yours and for you to become mine. I can't stay with Natalie anymore. I'll tell her soon that I want a divorce. Bright, please... don't you love me? You can't say no. You kissed me back, you made love to me, and you even held me in your arms. Tell me, don't you want me?"

Bright sighed deeply. "Win, I love you too. But it started as pure intimacy... then I realized I liked being with you. And yes, we did something wrong to our families. We have to behave properly. Without a plan, without things falling apart on their own, we can't just separate from our families like this. We have to move on, Win. This can't go on much longer. If we ever get a chance, maybe we can be together. I did love you, but I didn't realize it until now. Please, my love, we have to move on."

Hearing Bright say "my love," Win was overcome with emotion. He straddled Bright again, kissing him deeply. With every kiss, Win poured out his feelings, whispering between kisses, "Can you make love to me one last time?" He cried, his breaths ragged with emotion.

Bright, caught up in the intensity, kissed him back. Soon, they were wrapped in each other's arms, making love on the couch, the heat of their shared affection overwhelming. Bright cared for Win tenderly as he sobbed now and then, overwhelmed by the impending separation. Millions of kisses were exchanged, but even in the moment, Win couldn't push away the thoughts of their parting.

After two to three hours, they finally settled, adjusting their clothes. Win's eyes were swollen and red, clearly showing the agony and tears he had shed. As he left Bright's office, Win wished desperately that they could be together soon.