Taking Hearts

Understanding

(DAYU)

His kisses felt new yet familiar.

It's like a kiss made of dreams I had that retained in my mind and I am trying to remember yet eluded me.

But a lot sweeter.

He pulled me closer and I settle myself on his lap. Kissing him and kissing him like the only way I know how.

Like kisses in dramas.

Which he didn't like because he stopped and lean out.

"Okay, first, you don't know how to kiss. Which makes me extremely happy because it means nobody had kissed you before, we will not count that kiss we had a month ago because you can't remember them. So, second, I will lead the kiss. You just open your mouth and I will do the rest. Okay?" He gave me a pointed look.

"How big should I open my mouth? Like I am putting in a tablespoon or a teaspoon?"

"Goodness, it really doesn't end, right?" He sighed and caressed my cheek.

"What?" I frown at him.

"Your craziness," he said. I flinched but he soothed me by hugging me. "It's okay, you are adorable while doing it,"

I push him away. He gave me a chaste kiss. Then another and another and another...

Until his lips lingered longer and longer against my lips. I sighed, moaned and push against his arms. He tightened his hold on me then kiss me harder.

He will lead. Fine, I will let him lead. I just want him to never stop kissing me. I think I can get addicted to his kisses.

He coaxed my lips to part and I gave him permission. I gasped when his tongue entered my mouth and dared mine to play with his.

I felt overwhelmed at first. I want to push him away but he held me closer at the same time gentled the kiss until I relaxed in his arms again.

He nibbled my lower lip, kiss me hard again, then soft again then bit me. His one hand held my nape, tilt my head then his lips transfered from my lips to my jaw and neck.

I close my eyes tighter as I felt him nibble the skin ony throat. His other hand touched my chest, my belly then dipped to pull the waist of my shorts.

I groan and held his head to kiss his lips again. I think I am officially addicted now.

After more kisses that ended with his nose bumping on mine and one last light kiss, I helped him take off his wet shirt and pants. I stayed in my shorts and he remained in his boxers.

We started washing seriously. I shampooed his hair and wash his face. He scrubbed my arms and shoulder. And my back too. Then he soaped my legs and feet and massaged them.

"Do you have any menthol patches? What if your legs ached later? We hiked and walked foe hours..."

I smiled at the concern on his voice, "I have menthol patches and painkiller tablets."

"Good,"

We continued bathing until we felt clean and the water is turning a bit cold. Then we toweled down and get dress. He tried taking a peek but I was too careful for him.

I know what he is doing. He wanted the field to be even. I had seen him naked. He wanted to see me without my clothes too.