Letter 2 U

The revelation

"So, who's a better kisser?" Jackson sneered, as the American sighed with displease. He seriously didn't want to have that talk right now.

"Don't you start." he muttered, a little upset by the unsettling question. The rapper quickly kneeled between his legs and massaged Mark's thighs seductively. The American tried to avoid Jackson's lust filled eyes, but he almost groaned with the way his lover's hands groped him.

"Do you think he's still in love with you?" Jackson inquired more serious. Mark wanted to find a way to reassure his boyfriend that Jinyoung did not present any kind of threat to their relationship. He almost regretted telling him about Jinyoung's confession years ago.

"No, maybe he never was. Perhaps he was just confused at the time." Mark pulled Jackson into a kiss to shut him up and the Chinese gladly changed his position to straddle his boyfriend.

"Good. What about a quickie before going to bed?" Jackson suggested sexily as he could feel his lover's clothed hard on pressed against him.

"I'm not in the mood." Mark whispered, as Jackson eyed him with disbelief. The Chinese rapper even felt him up to make a point.

"Mark, you have a hard on and so do I. Let us both forget about this tragic night and have some fun." Jackson's hands were already inside Mark's pants and travelling their way underneath his boxers, but the American gripped his arm firmly.

"Stop it! You embarrassed me in front of Jinyoung. You didn't have to manhandle me in that way! You hurt my shoulder and my pride. I think I've had enough bruises for one night." Mark insisted locking eyes with Jackson. His body was responding well to his lover's advances, yet his mind was elsewhere. He did not want to be caught having sex with the rapper in the middle of the living room. He also wanted to wait for Jinyoung and make sure things didn't change between them. However, he needed to get his frowning boyfriend off him first.

"What the hell, Mark! Are you denying me now?! I told you not to forget who we are." Jackson got up suddenly annoyed, but there was something else clouding his expression, something similar to fear.

"It's just not a good time, Jack. We have practice tomorrow morning, and it's been a long night. And what if Jinyoung gets lost? We should make sure he wasn't kidnapped or something. When he comes back, let's just go to bed, ok?" Mark uttered, immediately feeling guilty. The rapper just nodded at him, and went for a cold shower.

Mark felt like the worst boyfriend ever. It was obvious that he wanted Jackson as much as he wanted him. He was aware of his boyfriend's jealousy as well as his large inferiority complex. It could be a problem if the Chinese thought Mark had chosen Jinyoung over him. After considering his options and their possible aftermath, he forced himself to forget about his adorable dongsaeng and followed Jackson to the bathroom. The Chinese was surprised to see his naked lover get into the shower with him.

"What are you doing? I thought you would wait for Jinyoung's return." Jackson looked at him quizzically. He had guessed his boyfriend was anxious about the photos' deliverance to the right address, and too stressed to make love to him. But the rapper was still deeply disturbed with the fact that he had to take a photograph of Mark and Jinyoung's kiss, then send those pictures to a stranger, and to make things worse, hear a denial from his lover. It was the first time Mark said 'no' to him. And all that happened in on single night.

"I decided to be a good boyfriend and give you a hand." Mark emphasized the last word as he smirked at Jackson and started stroking his welcoming erection. Jackson held Mark by the shoulders and moaned his name. The American showered him with kisses, which travelled till his happy trail. Jackson noticed how his boyfriend skillfully got into his knees and started licking his tip. The scene before him made him feel proud, but also insecure. He eyed the huge hickey that had formed on Mark's shoulder due to their earlier activity. The Chinese rapper felt incredibly lucky to have a gorgeous boyfriend naked, on his knees, ready to blow him and make him the happiest man in the world. Yet, he also wondered what other guys would do to have what he has. He wondered how Jinyoung could even stand being near Mark and not touch him like that. Then another inconvenient, dreadful thought crossed him mind.