{lowercase intended}
craving // a powerful desire for something.
"you know what i crave the most yeonjun?
"w-what?"
"you."
in which two boys crave for each other's love to fill their emptiness.
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"even though i know i will be punished, i want something more exciting, give it to me."
-new rules (txt)
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yeonjun teasingly traced the skin closest to the hem of soobin's sweatpants, feeling the muscles flex under his feathery touch.
"oh my god-" soobin ran a hand through his hair, as he felt yeonjun leave small pecks around his jaw area.
yeonjun wrapped his arms around the taller's neck, smiling sweetly as he felt him respond by placing his own around the older's hips.
yeonjun stared for a second, eyes sparkling with wonder.
"so pretty..." he whispered genuinely, watching as the taller's cheeks blossomed in a deep shade of red, dimples threatening to make an appearance and steal yeonjun's heart.
"s-stop kidding around-"
"no soobin. you're so pretty, everything about you is just...pretty." yeonjun shyly looked away, feeling embarrassed after his short, sweet but not so detailed confession.
soobin lifted the older's chin slightly before smashing his lips onto yeonjun's, heart racing as he felt the older place his hands on soobin's bare chest, deepening the kiss.
yeonjun traced every muscle on soobin's stomach, as if he had memorised it like it was a pattern.
"y-yeonjun stop, i won't be able to control myself." soobin gasped as the older nipped at his jaw in response.
"then don't control yourself." yeonjun smirked, watching as soobin began rubbing his thighs together, seeking some sort of friction.
and that was when soobin snapped back to reality.
"don't do something you'll regret yeonjun." he growled, switching positions so that the older was now pinned against the fridge.
"there is nothing i'll regret doing with you." yeonjun seductively responded, wrapping his arms around the older's neck
yeonjun was like wine, frankly speaking, just addicting. one needy sentence, one kiss, one look with his big glossy eyes was all it took for soobin to give in. he was intoxicated by the older, but could never get enough.
"damn jun, you know exactly how to get to me." soobin growled, hands sliding up to the older's chest, only for them to be slapped away.
