Taken in

Progress?

The silence in the cupboard was thick enough to slice with a knife.

“This is awkward, isn’t it?” he asked me.

I answered quickly with, “god yes.”

“Best friends aren’t supposed to kiss.”

“No. Well, unless they’re friends with benefits.”

“What is that?” he asked me with a confused face.

It was then that I saw my get out clause. This could be the ultimate win for us. It was decided.

I walked towards kitty in the dark, and I could see his outline. I flicked the light on beside his head, and he saw just how close we were.

“Friends with benefits,” I began, “are friends, and appear to all of their friends as only friends, but they have upsides.” I took a breath and lifted my hand to put it on his cheek. “They can do this, and it’s not weird. They can also do this,” I mumbled to him, taking my hand and brushing it though his hair. He hadn’t put gel on it today, so it was just soft. “Man, your hair is soft,” I said off track. “They can do this,” I brushed the back of his neck with my hand, then brought it back to his cheek.

“And don’t tell me, they can do this too,” kitty said like he was bored, then lifted his eyes to meet mine and crashed his lips against mine.

I staggered back in surprise, but then kissed him back. He pulled away a few seconds later, looking me in the eyes. I blinked a few times at him.

“Yeah, they can,” I panted. There was hardly any time between me talking, and our lips being mashed together again.

I will only say this once.

Yukwon is an amazing kisser.

The way his lips moved against mine, it was like we slotted together like puzzle pieces. His hands rested on my waist, and mine explored his hair.

“I’ve wanted to do this since I met you,” he mumbled, brushing his lips against my neck. I sighed in appreciation.

“Saranghae, Yukwon.”

He pulled away from my neck, tilted me back on his hands into a dip, then whispered, “I love you too, Jessika.”

When our lips met again, it was fully loaded with passion, and longing, and need. He trailed his kisses down my neck, then pushed my necklace out of the way to get to me there. I could feel him giving me a love bite. At the same time he pulled away from my newly made bruise, I began to fumble with the top three buttons on my dress. I got them undone, and he attacked there with his lips aswell.

“TWO MINUTES LEFT!” Shannon shouted to us, and we took absolutely no notice of her.

Kitty’s lips went down to the middle part of my bra, then lowered me to the floor on his hands. He then let his mouth go all the way to my belly button, still kissing me. I groaned at him, rather loudly.

“ONE MINUTE LEFT! GATHER YOUR CLOTHES AND LOOK DECENT!” Shannon then shouted, banging on the door aswell.

Kitty finally retracted his lips from my body, then stood up and held out a hand for me to take.

“Why did you stop?!”

“Not in a broom cupboard, my dear.”

“By god, you really are the devil,” I laughed, taking his hand. I buttoned my dress up again, brought my necklace round to the front of my chest, and kitty was staring at me.

“What?”

“I really did a number on your neck,” he laughed. He shrugged his hoodie off and passed it over to me, so I did it up all the way to cover my neck.