𝐒𝐄𝐗!, mairi

two

❝I MELT IN YOUR MOUTH, GIRL.
NOT IN YOUR HAND.❞

third person

though the feeling doesn't last forever.

kairi pulled away abruptly, breathing heavily. the itailan boy followed his lips before being stopped by hands on his chest. there was hunger in his eyes as he examined his friend's face, wondering why they stopped.

"you alright?" mattia asked, licking his lips in memory from the seconds ago. kairi nodded slowly. when did the room get fuzzy?

"yeah, yeah." he said, taking his hands off of mattia's chest. the taller boy looked unconvinced. "do you wanna stop?"

yes.

"no!" kairi shook his head furiously. "i liked it." mattia raised an eyebrow at that. "you did?" kairi nodded shyly, looking anywhere but the boy's face. 

"can we do it again?" mattia asked timidly. he hoped the other boy would say he could. his lips were so soft and felt much different (better) than the ones he kissed before.

"yeah." kairi practically whispered, now looking into the boy's eyes. mattia leaned forward slowly. he didn't wanna rush kairi. kairi however, wanted this to hurry up.

kairi being bold, smashed their lips together. he closed his eyes as mattia kissed him back. the taller boy slightly in shock but gently fluttered his own eyes closed.

their kissing became a little more desperate, a little more passionate. he felt mattia’s hands on either side of his jaw and kairi could have swooned. the wasian boy moved over so he was straddling mattia's thighs.

oh, this is nice.

kairi's mind was racing. he had no idea what he was doing. he acting purely on desire and desire alone. he needed oxygen but the want kissing mattia is addictive.

reluctantly, he pulled away. "i don't know what i'm doing." he panted. mattia only smirked as an answer before settling his hands on kairi's hips. "just do what you were doing." mattia reassured him, tugging on his hoodie. kairi lifted his gray hoodie off then threw it on the floor.

mattia starts attacking his neck with gentle kiss and little bites. mattia bites down hard and kairi stiffens then whimpers.

the italian pulls back quickly, eyes wide. “shit, are you okay? I didn’t mean to bite hard…” he went to kiss already turning bright bruise before getting pulled up by kairi, lips locking. all tongue and teeth. mattia ignores the fact that kairi didn’t answer him. the short boy tugs at mattia’s hoodie so he can get the memo.

things are about to get alot more interesting.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE
god of short chapters 🥰
but yeah, i actually prefer writing short chapters but i can't actually write which is crazy-- also um. it has come to my attention that i really nervous about this book so uh
yeah that's that. hope this was decent for a second chapter after not updating for weeks--