[completed] Yeosang has to come to terms with the fact that his life is no fairytale, not even a romantic novel - just another short story, fighting to stay above water in the bottomless ocean of so many others'. And in that ocean, he will have to r...
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Soft kisses, deep thrusts, loud moans and gentle hands - everything mixed together, merging into the most beautiful moment in Yeosang's life.
Unlike the last time they slept together, that one night that didn't end well at all, everything feels different tonight - and all the pain and all the hurt is washed away with every wave of their bodies moving against each other.
Yeosang tries to keep his lips pressed against Seonghwa's, but he fails every time the older hits him even deeper inside and his head is thrown back by pure pleasure. His legs are wrapped around Seonghwa's waist, and his body pulled up from the mattress by the older's strong arms.
For the first time in his life he doesn't feel the need for feeling pain at the same time. No need to get slapped, bitten or anything, just this - just this perfect moment with Seonghwa on top of him, touching him everywhere and being so deep inside of him.
"I love you," Seonghwa suddenly whispers, before pressing his lips against Yeosang's.
The words are so soft, and they keep echoing in Yeosang's ears, while he smiles into the kiss. Hearing Seonghwa say that, after all this time fills his heart to the brim with happiness. The only right answer to those words are resting on his tongue, ready to be spoken as soon as the kiss ends.
But just as Seonghwa breaks the kiss, his body tenses up and he almost drops Yeosang onto the bed. The dark-blonde locks are dangling over Yeosang's face, as the older looks at him from underneath, with sparkling eyes.
"Ah... Fuck..." Seonghwa pants, as he rests his head against Yeosang's. "I'm sorry... It's... It's been a while..."
His cheeks are blushing with embarrassment, but Yeosang just laughs softly while diving his fingers through the older's messy hair.
"It's okay," he whispers, with a kiss on Seonghwa's nose.
"I feel so embarrassed..." the older mumbles while carefully pulling out. "L-let me just get rid of this, and I'll take care of you, okay?"
Seonghwa rolls out of bed and disappears into the bathroom, but is back only a few seconds later. His lips are soon pressed against Yeosang's again, and their tongues connected in a passionate dance. Yeosang hums softly, when he feels Seonghwa's hand running up along his inner thigh.
The older's lips then start to move downwards, kissing Yeosang all over his neck, collarbones, around his chest and down his stomach.
"Seonghwa..." Yeosang moans, when he suddenly feels the older's wet lips around the tip of his hard cock. His body begins to tense up the further Seonghwa takes him into his mouth, and Yeosang is soon gasping for air on the bed - clenching onto the sheet under him.
The rush intensifies by a million, when Seonghwa gently pushes a finger inside of him - and then another, slowly filling out the emptiness that was left behind earlier. Yeosang is drowning in his own moans - which gets louder each time Seonghwa's fingers are thrusting into him, and the older is making sure to match the pace with the way he is sucking.
