𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 • 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

III. Brontide (M)

(n.) The low rumble of distant thunder

The door to the bedroom closed and the pair stepped into the dark room, not even bothering to turn on a light, the moonlight shining through the curtains was enough to light the room.

Wooyoung took Yeosang in his arms kissing him all the way to the bed, and only stopping momentarily so they could remove their shirts and pants before reconnecting once more.

Although Yeosang had never dated he had kissed his fair share of boys throughout his adolescent years at high school in an attempt to distract himself from the feelings he was harbouring for Wooyoung, and Yeosang knew Wooyoung had kissed before too so neither boy was inexperienced.

Wooyoung gently guided Yeosang backwards into the bed sheets before the blonde sat his body on top of Yeosang's waist, only the thin fabric of their boxers left separating them.

Wooyoung kissed down Yeosang's jaw and neck all the way to his collarbones and then back to his mouth, touching his body and making Yeosang shiver in delight.

Yeosang wrapped his arms around Wooyoung's neck, rolling their bodies so Yeosang was in top position, but Wooyoung quickly took over again and within seconds Yeosang had found himself back on his back, he admitted defeat and instead tightly wrapped his legs around the blondes waist bringing their bodies closer together as Wooyoung gently jutted his hips.

Yeosang's body was burning hotter and harder as time passed, it was pleasurable, but it was also a little painful since he'd never felt quiet like this before. Not even in his wildest fantasies had he allowed himself to grow this hard, the idea of pleasuring himself to a point of release always weirded him out.

Yeosang could remember thinking that maybe things were moving too quickly. Wooyoung hadn't even confessed, they hadn't spoken about their feelings and they'd just gone straight to kissing.

But as Wooyoung moved his body against Yeosang's, pressing and moving their bodies together, and Yeosang could feel Wooyoung's erection rubbing against his own, 'too quick' and 'too fast' were no longer phrases in Yeosang's vocabulary.

Yeosang no longer cared, he was drunk, in love and having his feelings reciprocated, why not start the year of with a bang? They could talk about feelings later.

That's what Yeosang had thought.

Looking back, it was the moment where Wooyoung had edged his boxers off and grabbed hold of his cock. That's where things should have stopped.

As much as Yeosang loved Wooyoung, loved having the blonde touch him, kiss him, pleasure him, in that moment he should not have let the situation evolve any further, he should have waited, he should have. . .researched.

But being drunk and in love did crazy things to your mind, so when Wooyoung had asked if he wanted to have sex, Yeosang was off with the fairies as he nodded and gave his consent.

It didn't even cross his mind that this was a bad idea, that it was too soon. Yeosang had thought that this was the right decision. He'd always wanted his first time to be with Wooyoung, it was just happening earlier than he had anticipated.

Soon their boxers were on the floor and Yeosang was facing down, bent over, with his ass in the air and his hands gripping a pillow.

If he had researched he would have known about preparation, if he had researched maybe he'd have a better understanding of how much the first time was going to hurt, if he had researched then he would have 100% used a lubricant. In all his day dreaming he'd never looked into the finer details.