MingKit - One✅

8

I don't remember what movie we picked. I watched the actors flitter across the screen, playing their roles. I heard their voices, but I didn't hear their words. Without realizing it, my hand moved over his stomach, feeling his firm, muscled abdomen. He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head, making me push my body into his side more.

"Hahaha, Kit, isn't that funny?" Ming commented about something going on in the movie.

"Mhm."

"Woah, don't do that."

"..."

"Bahahaha. That is so stupid."

"..."

"Why would you do that?"

"..."

"This guy is going to be in big trouble. Don't you think so Kit?"

"Mhm."

I blinked and looked up at him when the laptop shut with a loud click. Ming placed the laptop to the side, on the bedside table and turned to me.

"Kit, are you okay? You aren't paying attention to the movie." I watched his lips move as he spoke.

"Mhm." I puckered my lips, touching them to his, only for him to pull away and give me a wide grin.

"Do you want to do it now?" He gave an obvious fake cough and lay on his back, arranging himself comfortably onto the bed. "We can do it, but you'll have to do all the work since I'm still unwell." He fake coughed again and gave a dramatic shiver.

At that, I somewhat came to my senses. I moved away from him and turned my back to him. Why did I fall in love with someone who likes to tease me? I've done it a few times already but siting on top of him l-like that is still embarrassing. I rubbed my thighs together. My shorts felt uncomfortably tight. I closed my eyes, willing myself to fall asleep, but my needy body wouldn't let me.

He hadn't moved when I turned to look at him. It's all his fault. If he hadn't interrupted me...

"Kit, I'm waiting." He said in a singsongy tone. I looked his body over, my breath hitched at the sight of his thing bulging below his waistline.

Well...we only have this weekend. I plan to drive back home next Saturday morning. I still have to pack and I may be too tired on Friday.

I have two more exams, one on Friday and the other on Tuesday. I'll be studying on Sunday and Monday for the exam on Tuesday. Same with the exam on Friday, I'll be studying for it on Wednesday and Thursday. No matter how I think about it, we only have today to do it. But riding him is too embarrassing, just thinking of it is making me blush.

Ming gave a sigh, sat up and slipped his shirt over his head.

"What are you doing?" I asked him when he began wiggling out of his pajama bottoms.

"Helping you, and if you decide not to do it, you can just watch me take care of myself."

"You're not allowed to touch yourself." I said to him firmly.

"Why not?"

"If I can't do it, you can't do it either." He fell back onto the bed, stark naked.

"Then come here." I hesitated for a moment longer before moving closer to him.

In the end he got exactly what he wanted. He took over after the first one, putting my body through wave after wave of pleasure. We didn't leave his room until dinner time and he was completely cured. I guess sweating it out works sometimes. He laughed and said he'll think about it when I told him he needed to learn to cook.