Could you please NOT!?!?!

Sleepover

Ok. Firstly, sorry that I did not update for a while but I was hit by all these BL series like ThatnType, History 3 and Dark Blue Kiss, constantly watching and re-watching every single episode, and lost track of my time, life and existence.

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!!!!WARNING!!!!!
This chapter may (definitely) contains mature vocabulary and subject matters.
PG17 (🤣 Sorry couldn't help my self)
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Since they recorded in Pavel's house, the boys quickly went into his bedroom.
Dome was there so often since they met, he already considered Pavel's home as his, knowing exactly what is where.
That's precisely why he was the one, dragging Pavel by his hand upstairs.
- 'Come on P', Dome whined - 'Hurry up,  i want to sleep'.
Pavel didn't say anything,  letting his Nong drag him upstairs,  laughing at heart at how cute he was ,pouting at him.

Once they entered the room, they took a shower. It was a quick one since Dome seemed sleepy, but it didn't mean they did not fully use this time to enjoy each other's bodies, by touching and a make out sessions under the water, until Dome started chocking...on the water. And they had to stop.

After they went sleep, Pavel was sure that Dome, was already in the land of dreams, judging by the busy schedules they had; but he himself could not sleep. He was thinking about the interview they just had, especially about how they spoke about their closeness and how they are comfortable touching each other 'everywhere'. They always spoke in double innuendos, so the fans would never see any difference, but still... he was thinking about Dome, and him being right next to him did not help his little friend who wanted to play.

Pavel could not sleep, after staring at the ceiling for half an hour, moving from place to place, until he settled on spooning Dome. After a few seconds Dome spoke, startling Pavel out of his thought.

P!...Are you sleeping?- he asked

No, I can't sleep. Why? - Pavel was curious and concerned why he wasn't sleeping yet. Is it something that he did? Did he say what he felt out loud?, he wondered.

'I can't sleep either...I think its coz you're too hot' - complained Dome, turning around to face Pavel, who looked at his partner's lips and then responded with -'Thanks babe, you're hot too'

'That's not what...' - Started Dome, pushing Pavel away slightly, and creating distance between their bodies. Dome stopped mid sentence apparently changing his mind, because suddenly he came closer to Pavel, until their faces were inches from each other and whispered

'Actually you're right. We are both hot, very hot so...we don't need this' he kicked the bed covers of their bodies.
'Also, I think....' Dome started, stoping to kiss Pavel, who till now was enjoying the monologue.
The kiss started slowly, but it evolved into one full of passion and want. It became rough and sloppy, their lips smooth and slippery, perfectly fitting each other, knowing what the other wants, needs. Their tongues were in a battle for dominance, with no clear winner; enjoying the warmth of each other's embrace, touching everywhere, squeezing, taking off layers of clothing until both of them were naked.

Dome loved how, even the smallest touch from Pavel, could set all his nerve endings alight, making him feel everything so much more vividly. They kissed leisurely, Dome was rubbing their appendages together, while Pavel was attached to Dome's neck creating hickeys, both making small noises of appreciation, with arousal washing over the both of them.

Dome let out a shuddery breath the more Pavel was all over him. Their positions changed slightly since they lied in bed. Dome was lying on his back on the bed, with Pavel on top of him, kissing every inch of skin starting from his forehead, to that spot behind his ear, that made him jolt into Pavel with a moan.
Pavel going lower and lower, kissing every inch of skin, slowly approaching Dome's happy trail, until without warning, Pavel engulfed the full lenght in his mouth, deep throating and hollowing his cheeks. He knew, from previous experience, what he liked to be done to him, so he did the same to Dome; who was going crazy underneath him, moaning, choking and....sobbing?

Dome didn't know what to do.
His whole body was on fire, the predominant feeling being 'want'.
Pavel knew all his soft spots and was currently using them against him.
The perpetrator was currently sucking onto his left nipple alternating between the two.
Dome couldn't decide whether it would help to, squeeze the bed matress on both of his sides during these ministrations, or just grab Pavel's hair and guide him.
He was especially concerned not to buckle into Pavel's mouth, when his lengths was being almost swallowed but he soon  stopped worrying.
That's because, Pavel was prepared, using his arms to block Done's hips from moving, and the way he was looking at Dome, from his position made him forget everything.
Making him feel more lightheaded with every second, the nerve endings in his body firing more often, getting him closer to the white light behind his eyes.
Thats the last thing Done remembered vividly.
After that he could recall them swapping positions on the bed, panting, trying to catch their breath, moving in unison until the final climax.