A Heart In Two | YuTae

Eleven.

"It's okay if you don't want to." But, Taeyong shakes his head and locks Yuta in between his knees, straddling him. Taeyong stands up while looking at Yuta, hair disheveled, cheeks painted in a pretty hue of pink, plump lips bitten and sleek and, those lustful gaze, it turns him on more than it should have. The cum trickles down his thighs but, he doesn't care as he positions himself on Yuta's erection. Taeyong slowly lowers himself on Yuta's dick and, even if they had sex a few minutes ago, it still feels different. But, this different is definitely good.

"You are still so tight." Yuta moans as Taeyong can feel Yuta's dick filling him to the core, the feeling is so good and it has Taeyong arching his back in pleasure. Yuta pulls him in for a sweet kiss, to forget the pain of Yuta tearing him apart and put him into oblivion. It was just supposed to be sex and nothing else but, Taeyong feels his heart beating faster, warmth filling his heart and all he can think about is Yuta and Yuta only.

Taeyong slowly lifts himself and falls back on Yuta's erection, eliciting sweet moans from Yuta, while Yuta's grip tightens around his waist. After a few more thrust, Taeyong is bouncing on Yuta's erection, making him nearly come as Taeyong looks so pretty being on top of him. Sometimes, Yuta would thrust to meet Taeyong's thrusts and it would hit Taeyong's prostate, earning a cry from Taeyong.

Taeyong quickly tires himself so, Yuta softly pushes him back on the mattress as he hovers above him, still filling Taeyong but, unmoving. This time, Taeyong is the one pulling him in for a kiss as he hooks his legs around Yuta's waist. It lights a flame of hope that maybe Taeyong wants him as much as he does. Yuta runs his tongue against Taeyong's soft lips and Taeyong gladly opens them as Yuta dips his tongue. Both of them taste like cum but, Taeyong doesn't mind as he twirls their tongues together. Yuta starts thrusting slowly, as Taeyong gasps for more air before pulling Yuta again for another round of kiss.

Yuta keeps on thrusting while Taeyong grasps the sheets for support, his prostate being abused so much but, it feels so good to be filled by Yuta, to feel him slide inside him, to hear the slapping of their skins while Yuta fucks him deeper and harder. The room is filled with nothing but, moans and the sound of skin slapping against each other. Soon, Yuta's thrusts are uneven as Taeyong clenches around him, making it difficult for him to hold on.

With a few more uneven thrusts, Yuta comes filling Taeyong to the brim, the white strings warming his insides. While Yuta milks himself dry, he keeps on stroking Taeyong's dick and soon he follows Yuta's orgasm. Panting hard, Yuta falls beside Taeyong but, doesn't pull out and maybe Taeyong doesn't even bother about it.

"Can I stay for the night?" Yuta asks hopeful as he doesn't want to let go, not now and not ever.

"it's pretty late so you should stay here." Taeyong gives him a small smile.

"Let's get you cleaned up." And, Taeyong is more than happy to oblige. Yuta swiftly pulls away, making both of them moan at the contact and carries Taeyong to the bathroom. 

Too tired to look for clothes, both of them sleep naked after drying themselves. Yuta doesn't want to sleep because when he wakes up tomorrow, everything will be back to what it was before. He wouldn't have Taeyong by his side as he wants him to be. Taeyong is curled against him as he can hear Taeyong's soft snores and breathing, making him smile a little.

"I don't think I am ready to let you go." Yuta mumbled to himself as he tightens his hold around Taeyong's waist firmly, not wanting to let go even when he is asleep.