When the right time comes

23: Lust, Love or Something else?

“Ouch! It h-hurts…”

Timmy sobbed, clutching the bed sheet tightly within his palm. His face was shoved into the soft mattress and ass hung in the air with Jingyu sheathed himself to the hilt within the warmth. 

Gripping his palms on Timmy's delicate waist, Jingyu groaned more, for Timmy's sobs rather turned him on more, than sprouting any kindness in him. He sped up, tearing him apart, spanking on the already reddened ass cheeks of Timmy three more times. 

“T-told you, don't shout, babe…” He leaned down, smooching Timmy over his nape. His hand impatiently crawled softly up, from Timmy's smooth thighs to the abs, to his chest, tweaking his bud playfully. 

Timmy gasped, feeling his brain short circuiting. It was too much at a time. The tearing pain down and hell of pleasure on every inch of his skin. Tears streamed down fervently. He had no time to process things out. 

Still, small butterflies danced on his whole body, creating ripples on his every hair. He doesn't know why, what Jingyu did to him was totally abuse, but he had liked them all. Yes, he cursed openly when Jingyu fucked him raw, speding up even when he cried his lungs out but at the same time, at heart, he didn't want Jingyu to stop either. Those calloused hands caressing every nook and crany of his body, The pain when they land on his needy body with a thud, his crooked teeth creating undefined pictures on his body, his low groans and moans of pleasure… Timmy loved them all. 

Hot tongue, wet and slippery, Jingyu dragged it along the sensitive skin on Timmy's nape. He planted kisses ever so gently until he reached the earlobe. There was his favourite thing, Timmy's silver piercings. He planted kisses on them, licked them and took them completely into his mouth to suck them passionately until the metal cut his tongue to draw blood. Feels barbaric or vampiric but Jingyu absolutely loved it. The feeling of mixed blood and soft meat in his mouth. 

 A squeeze, right on the crown and then to the base. Rope after rope of white liquid was splashed onto the mattress from Timmy and he lost count how many times he had already done it for Jingyu the very night. 

And then he got the warmth of Jingyu's jizz inside his abused hole and heard him groaning in pure bliss and then taking small huffs, smooching Timmy. Skin to skin, they got to know each other. STDs? Who cares? The carnal needs had already spun away those critical thinking from Timmy's head a long time by now. He usually never let anyone touch him without protection but with Jingyu, he didn't care. All he wanted was to get rid of the itching that kept disturbing him the whole time. 

“That was amazing…” A satisfied smile appeared on Jingyu's face. So did Timmy collapse on the bed carrying Jingyu on top of him and accepting his praises and afterward smooches. Jingyu still had been doing small small thrusts, shaking and recovering from the mind-blowing moment they had shared. 

His hands lazily roamed all around Timmy until it stopped to pull him closer to his chest while he settled on his back to the bed in a comfortable position. Timmy didn't mind. After all the exhaustion was too much to deny any care that he got at that very moment. He clung on to Jingyu, catching his breath and enjoying the wet heat of Jingyu's warm chest. He liked it. A lot. 

He wanted to turn around but they were still connected. Jingyu spooned him from behind, securing Timmy within his warm body and enjoying the way his soft cock burned inside Timmy's wet hole. He forgot everything except that. No brother, no Yibo, no chaos. He just loved that feeling of peace, resting inside Timmy. All that he saw then was only Timmy.

He had never felt like this before. Jingyu was feeling a kind of tingle in his heart seeing the way Timmy was catching his breath. He seems so vulnerable and… beautiful. Those half closed eyes, cherry red lips, pale skin… and everything. Jingyu was having a hard time containing his emotions.