3RD PERSONS POV
"W-what?", Lay asked while stuttering.
"I want to g-give you my virginity", Suho answered while blushing.
"Oh."
"Okay, now how do we do this?"
Lay decided to take the dominant role. He smashed into Suho with a heavy kiss and two hands on his shoulders, leaning back for one sudden breath and he's going back in, tongue first while taking off his shirt.
Lay unconciously layed Suho down on the bed with his erection touching Suho's thigh. They're rubbing against each other and it's barely been a minute. Lay could feel Suho toying with him as Suho put more pressure on Lay's erection with his leg.
"How are you feeling?", asked Lay to make sure his partner was feeling comfortable
"I feel great, thanks," he replied, voice cracking in the worst way, but there's no time to be embarrassed when Lay was ready to move onto the next level.
Just to toy with Lay, he rubs his hands over his thighs. Lay visibly gulped, and Suho tries not to snicker. They started to share a heavy kiss once again.
Lay moves his hands to slide under Suho's shirt, lifting the edge of it up to show his pale stomach on display, fingers ghosting over his chest. His hands glides over Suho's nipple. Suho let's out a gasp.
Lay breaks the kiss, but doesn't remove his hands from Suho's nipples. Lay doesn't stop his motions at all, instead moving his lips to the side of Suho's neck.
"Did you like that?", Lay asked with a grin.
Suho wasn't sure if he could even hold a conversation.
"Yes," Suho said airily. His voice is entirely breath, no stand, no base.
Suho was already panting, chest falling up and down and heart beating too fast. Lay crawls behind him and lays his chest and stomach on Suho's back. He gasps at the sudden warmth of having somebody so close, so tight.
Lay decided to hint at Suho to take off his talks. Suho took the hint and got off the bed for a second removing both of their pants. He returned to their regular position and Lay started pawing at Suho's underwear.
"Relax," Lay whispered into his ear.
Lay reaches a hand over Suho's waist to pull at his boxers, and now he has two hands trying to get them off. Lay couldn't be patient anymore. He wanted Suho, and he needed him. Lay's mind was full of thoughts of how it will feel like to be inside him.
Lay finally succeeds, and pulls them just to his knees, cock bobbing upwards. Lay can see that Suho is aslo so fucking hard, precum continuously seeping from his slit, liquid on his red skin.
"Oh my god," Suho moans, as Lay begins to stroke his cock from behind him.
Too much is happening all at once. Lay's hands were stroking his soft squishy thighs. Everything is wet and messy. Suho looks up, and he sees Lay's fluffy black hair. His lips were parted, and his eyes were directly on Suho.
"Are you having fun, baby?" Lay asksed, and he moved his hands up to pinch both his nipples.
Suho could feel every twist, tweak, amd every pull. It gives him a shock that he's never felt before. A feeling that makes him even harder and wetter. If he doesn't get something in his ass in the next thirty seconds he's going to freak.
