Love Sick Fanfics of the juicier kind

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Phun and Noh's first night

Even though I am fairly drunk after chugging all those bottles of beer, it's not only the alcohol that makes the world spin and my head feeling jumbled.
It's something entirely different. Something I've never experienced before. I've never felt like this. Ever. With anyone.
   Just having Phun this close to my own body, makes the blood rush faster through my veins and my heart pound so hard that I, somewhere in the last conscious parts of my brain, wonder if the cause of all this might actually hear it.
   I've kissed before. A couple of girls, while out partying. (I'm not a total virgin in every aspect, you know.) I even been told that I'm a good kisser.
But I've done nothing that led to more than that, nothing like this. This is...

Phuns hands are running over my back, my neck, my waist, everywhere. They're hot and a bit sweaty and when he touches my skin it feels like electric currents are chasing all over my body.
His mouth is as hot, his tongue exploring my mouth, as I am doing with his. Phun is definitely a good kisser.
   My whole body is tingling, shivering, anticipating. It's like I can't wait – I want more, more, more. I want Phun's touch all over me, I want to touch him all over, explore him like he does me.
   I don't quite recognize myself... it's like my brain shut down and my body takes over and knows exactly what it wants.

I break free for a moment, rise up and literally throw myself over Phun in the bed, it was getting quite uncomfortable to crane my neck upwards from my sitting position in the bean bag, so we might as well be comfortable if we're going to do this.

   This... I just have a very faint idea of what this is.

I only know that I want it, want him, need him. Now.

I can very clearly feel that Phun is as eager as me, his lower body as hard and throbbing hot towards me, as my own is.
This makes flashes of pleasure run all through me, making me shiver and breathe harder.
   I'm not sure exactly what to do, (I have no experience in this part after all) – but my senses seems to take over on their own.
   I've never looked at Phun and felt arousal, my feelings (whatever they are) were in my heart, not in my pants. Until now.
Now I can't seem to wait to get even closer, closer. I want his skin against mine.

Phun rolls me over and pushes me down and while he's kissing my neck, he's unbuttoning the shirt of my uniform. He moves downward with his lips, following every button he undoes and lets his lips trace my throat, collarbone, chest.

I shiver uncontrollably by this point and can't help but to let out a low moan. This makes Phun chuckle a little before he lifts his eyes and looks at me.

His eyes are burning, like smoldering charcoals. His breath is scalding hot as he kisses me again while helping me get my shirt off, exposing my burning skin. Then he sits up, straddled over my waist and unpatiently fumbles with the buttons of his own shirt,
but then decides to cringe it off over his head instead.

If I hadn't drunk alcohol, I don't know if I would have been as bold as to do what I do next –

I start unclasping Phun's belt and unbuttoning his shorts.

I can feel him very well and very hard, under my hands and it makes my heart race even more.
I hesitantly stroke my hand over him through his boxers, just to feel what it feels like, but I don't anticipate Phun's reaction.
He suddenly flinches hard and inhales sharply, bending forward and shivering, breathing unevenly. With a small moan he whispers -"Be careful, I'm really worked up already, I don't want it to end too soon."
   His words make me blush but I obediently remove my hands and place my palms on his chest instead, feeling his burning skin under my palms.
Soft, smooth, warm. I've never touched anyone like this before. It's a curious feeling. But a good one. Like I want to continue to explore someone else's body. Or, more exactly, Phun's body.
   I let my hands slide all over his chest and stomach, feeling the lean muscles under the silky skin. I can feel his heart beating in overdrive, just like mine. His breathing is heavy and short and his face is quite red, (which is kind of adorable.)
   He opens my belt and shorts and just the brief touch when he tries to get inside my boxers, makes me I inhale just as sharply as Phun did a moment ago.
Now I understand what he meant. If he would touch me directly now, I would climax in a heartbeat or less.