It Started In The Elevator

Chapter 12

TAEHO'S POV

It's been a couple of weeks, since Sang and I fucked in the elevator of our apartment complex, and we have been inseparable. Every second, minute, hour, day, that we had free we were spending time with each other, either at his place, or mine. We would also go out to the movies, or to the mall, we even went to the beach once.

I honestly couldn't be happier.

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I'm currently lying on my bed, waiting for Sang to get done with his class, when there was a knock at my front door. I climb off my bed, and head into the living room, where I spot Kilo lying on his bed, with his chew toy, that Sang had bought him.

I went to the door, and pulled it open, after unlocking it, and smiled happily.

"Sang!" I giggled, jumping into him, and wrapping my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist.

"Hi baby boy." Sang chuckled, his hands resting on the back of my thighs, holding me up. He carried me into my apartment, and I kicked the door shut.

"I missed you," I purred playfully, as he sat down on the couch, me now sitting on his lap.

"I missed you too baby boy. What did you do today?" He asked.

"Slept. Hung out with Kilo, while watching TV. Then slept again." I confessed, making him chuckle.

"Is that so?" He whispered, his lips close to mine. I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his lips. "Then what should we do now? Sleep some more?" He moved to where he was about to get up, and I whined, pushing him backwards.

"Nooooooo." That made him chuckle, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Oh?" His asked, his mouth forming a small circle. "Then what?"

There's that smirk again.

I pretended to think about his question, even though I already knew just as well as he did, what I wanted to do.

"How about this...?" I whispered softly, before pressing my lips against his, marking the start of a very rough and heated make out session.