Who actually notice how the fuck did they get into an apartment? Certainly not Rain.
With mouths that feel like not wanting to be apart from each other for more than 3 seconds, Rain doesn't even know how many fingers his hand has. His body's temperature is on a steady incline. Everywhere Phayu touches feels burning.
"Where ...," he only manages that one sentence before Phayu kisses him feverishly again. "My apartment," his handsome mate says, head buried in the crook of his neck. Phayu's head is drowning under the sweet scent of Rain's pheromone.
The smell seems different.
It's more sweet. More intoxicating.
But Phayu's brain is jammed. After years of longing, he finally gets what he is dreaming about day and night. His sanity is not something he will hold on to. But even then he knows he must take extra care as this is Rain's first time and he is not exactly little down there.
He sits on a fluffy sofa that he bought because he knows that is how Rain likes his sitting and takes Rain on his lap. Slowly, he peels Rain's clothing, button by button, kissing the exposed skin with gentle care. His eyes are watching his little mate, wanting to find any discomfort there. But Rain seems to enjoy it, with those little moans and sharp intake of breaths.
Phayu smiles.
"Baby, are you aware of what are we about to do?"
It takes five seconds for Rain to nod shyly. Gosh, Phayu just wants to ravish him until he can satisfy his thirst! Eat him piece by piece until there is no leftover for anyone else.
"So you don't mind? You agree?"
Again, that little nod. But a permission is a permission, he'll take what he can get as Rain is granting it. He takes both sides of Rain's hip and begins to glide him, moving Rain forward and backward in swift movements. Slow at first, rocking him above him. He enjoys Rain's expression as if the boy is in some kind of pain, with slightly open lips and hitched breaths.
Rain bites his lips as a sensation that he never knew before invades his body, making him tremble. "Phi," he calls.
"Feels good, Baby?"
Rain nods. It feels good, but it's not enough.
He can feel how hard Phayu is under him and how wet he has become. Phayu picks up the pace and Rain suddenly feels his hand on his ass, sneaking under his underwear. He doesn't even know when Phayu unzipped his pants. He doesn't care, not when Phayu's mouth finds his nipples and plays with them. He's getting bolder, now adding sucks and bites to his movements, drawing shameful voices from Rain.
He caresses Phayu's hair in a desperate move to lessen the sweet torture that his body feels.
"You're so wet, Varain. Are you that horny for Phi?" Phayu whispers in his ear before licking the shell. How can this man be so shameful, saying that kind of thing to him? But those words, they only heighten his mood, making him fly even higher.
All these sensations at one time are overwhelming but Rain doesn't want Phayu to stop.
Phayu suddenly stands up and takes Rain with him. He discards Rain's remaining clothes in a gentle and slow movement, taking his time so that Rain cannot help but feel his face getting red and hot. Then he takes his own off.
Phayu in clothing is a handsome picture. Without it, he is majestic. Rain can't take his eyes off of him. When his eyes find that part of Phayu's body, fear and panic instill in his mind. He is unsure now. Fuck! How can that thing even fit in him?
Phayu, who can sense it, takes Rain's face in his hands. "It will fit, Baby, don't be scared. We are soulmates. It will fit like a glove, I promise."
"Will," Rain pauses, not sure how he can voice this without getting embarrassed, "Will it hurt?"
