Push

Mad

He, Jongup, shuddered as my hands ghost underneath his clothes, his eyes getting misty as lust slowly fills them and his lips slightly quivering as he struggles to call out my name.

“Dae… hyun,” he whimpers breathlessly.

I grazed my lips over his lower lip before possessing them and I got rewarded with a moaning plea.

“Dae –” his breath hitches when I palmed his clothe erection. “Dae…” he whimpers as he struggles to get his pinned arms off the wall, to get his hands on me I suppose. How cute but that won’t be too much fun. I went down, sliding the tip of my nose on his cheek, his jaw line, to his neck and over that patch between his shoulder and collarbone, breathing everything about him. He squirmed as he felt the hot breath that escaped my smirking lips. I want him, so bad but I will savor every moment, every gasp, every moan, and every plea.

“Dae –” his breath hitches again and he chews his lower lip as I marked him mine while I knead him under his pants. “Daehyun,” he calls out while he shuts his eyes, the way he says my name just makes me want to…

Makes me want to…

“SHUT THE FUCK UP?!” I growled and stopped every bickering, giggling, mumbling and just everyone within earshot.

My head snaps at the five girls who intentionally forgot their neck ties or curled up their skirts two inches up the knees or forgot their nameplates just so they could grope on Jongup, my Jongup. Okay, so maybe he isn’t mine… not yet but they interrupted such a delicious dream, they will pay.

“You, you and you,” I said as I point at them one by one. “And don’t you make me call out all of you,” I added with a growl, each time my eyes see Jongup I get reminded of the dream which makes my blood boil even more, so much so, Zelo wasn’t free from my wrath.

“Unless you lot want to stay with us better get in school fast,” I spat at the rest of the student body, I saw a couple of girls who unwound the hems of their skirt, pulling them down, and how others just wore the uniform properly before they entered the school gate. The girls who I forced to stay with arms raised above their heads complained and with just one death glare their mouths automatically shut and their knees, I smirked at how they shake.

What was Jongup doing you wonder? He’s behind me, away from the prying hands of these witches.

“Stop encouraging them,” I snapped at him and he flinched. He bit his lower lip to keep himself from smiling yet I can still sense him giving everyone a tight-lipped welcoming smile.

~~~

“Wow,” Himchan said praise and amazement laced in his voice as he comes down applauding. I leaned against the wall. I never knew glaring and putting up Hell was this tiresome. Jongup gives a ninety degree bow of respect with that innocent, cheerful smile again, too cheerful I think. “And,” his eyes scanning over the rule-breakers faces with a rehearsed, good-natured smile, “Zelo.” Now he looked at me and I can sense the disappointment in his voice. I warily looked around.

“Must’ve escaped went round back,” I answered with a shrug. I took Jongup by the arm and drag him inside before Himchan could go satanic on me.

“W-we’ll go a-ahead, sir,” Jongup stuttered as he tried to keep up with my pace.

“Daehyun, we’re not finished.” I heard Himchan call out but there’s no way in hell I’m looking back even if Jongup was just beside me trying to act like an angel telling me to listen to the teacher.

If it wasn’t Jongup I’d punch his mouth shut. If we weren’t in a public place I’d push my tongue inside that holy mouth of his and just devour him. But this is Jongup, the classmate who is like the second epitome of pureness like the senior Ryeowook who had just graduated, the guy who I just had a pre-wet dream at the gate of the school and the person whose body I want to spoil so I ended up ignoring him and the electricity traveling from his arm to my hand and towards every nerve of my body.

“Daehyun,” he calls out. “The classroom’s this way,” he says as he points to the direction he was heading.

“I’m going to the infirmary,” I said curtly and turned with a click of my heel.

“Why, are you hurt somewhere?” the urgency in his voice made my heart jolt involuntarily.

No I’m going to jerk off, was what I wanted to say. “Skipping class obviously,” was what I settled for.

“You can’t do that,” he said as he caught one of my arm, I had to shove him hard else I’d have it around his waist or something and I just realized that he was too pure to defile, it was too early for that. I heard him winced in pain, apparently he hit his back on the wall.

“Sorry.” He looked at me with wide, surprised eyes. “What?” I asked, an eyebrow cocked with curiosity. He shook his head and he looked at me with a smile, god, I wonder how it would feel to have that smiling mouth of his around my cock. Wait, no, I’ll be the one doing everything even fellatio still…

“Please come back when you feel better,” he said gently before going to the classroom.

When I entered the infirmary, Zelo was there sitting at one of the stools. “The doctor is out for a sec,” he said.

“Okay, now leave.”

“Why? You’re not the only one who can play hookie,” he pouted. I plopped on one of the beds, a hand placed over my forehead.

“I’m going to masturbate are you going to help me?” I said as I sat up.

“Eww! Oh my god, how could you say something so disgusting with a straight face and as if it was normal?!”

“It is normal Zelo,” I said rolling my eyes heavenward, “I’m a healthy young man. Leave or help me.”

Zelo made this face that was both disgusted and about to puke.

“Seriously, you’ll live longer if you stay within crowds and keep that hat over your head.” 

“Before you go mad, why don’t you just stick that dick up his ass,” he said as he steps to the door, “I don’t want to be the victim of your insanity.” And he shuts the door behind him. I flop back down the bed as I groaned at how my head was killing me.

~~~

“Daehyun,” Jongup called out softly and sweetly his hand pushing back strands of hair away from my face. His face is inching closer awkwardly until his lips touched mine tentatively.

Is this pre-wet dream number two or am I actually going to finish it?

“Jongup, I want you,” I whispered as I reached out for his face and connected our lips again. But before I could do anything else than answer that chaste kiss of his he jerked away from me, his eyes filled with shock and horror and his hand flew to his mouth to cover it.

Wait, what?! Oh, fuck. I fucking kissed the real Jongup. Shit, I need to fuck someone or settle for my right hand that or I’ll go mad.