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There was such an intimate ambiance in the bath as Kihyun sat behind him, helping him to clean his back. The way his fingers would trail down the muscles, almost admiring them more than cleaning, and would trace patterns sometimes. It felt way too intimate for two friends, but Hyunwoo couldn't find it in himself to care; not when it felt this good. It was just like the time Kihyun massaged him as if all the tension in his body was going away and he could finally just relax. Enjoy the moment.
Though, the boy didn't miss the way Kihyun's fingers were more insistent in some places(but never inappropriate). It felt good, so Hyunwoo didn't complain. And when his dongsaeng reached to clean his upper chest, he felt a pair of lips against his neck. The contact was like a flame coursing his body, and suddenly, he felt aware of everything in the room.
Every push of Kihyun's fingers on his skin was enough to make his head spin a little, knees a bit weak under such sensations. He hadn't felt that in a while, a long while, and he couldn't be ashamed of it when Kihyun's lips stopped only touching his skin lightly. Instead, there were small kisses, almost unnoticeable, strewn on his neck. And that, that lighted up his body in flames immediately. He couldn't even stop the little, quiet pleasure sounds that left his mouth. Not one like those he would get out when he got massaged, no; this one was quiet but so intimate. So...Not dirty, but certainly not innocent either, and he knew Kihyun had heard it. Simply because the younger boy also let out a sigh against his skin.
And suddenly, he wanted so much more. Not in a lewd way, he wanted to be consumed by this quiet intimacy, swallowed by his own desire in the sweetest way possible. Be ruined so softly he could not even think, and he knew Kihyun just felt the same because his fingers were now dipping in his abdomen, and he could feel something half-hard against his thigh. The sensation was enough to make him a bit high on lust, whining softly. He wanted more.
"Ki…" The said man didn't answer, only let his fingers graze against Hyunwoo's naked thighs. The touch had the older man shiver, and relax into the touch. He just let his friend call the shots, and he liked it. Liked to not be in control for once, and he could feel his heartbeat painfully in his chest. He liked it too.
Meanwhile, Kihyun was going absolutely crazy. He couldn't comprehend what was happening, his brain refusing to think it was really happening. That he was here, touching Hyunwoo this way, making him moan oh so prettily. He was high on the sensation, fingers coursing the body he had looked at so much lately, and just enjoying their time there. He couldn't help it, not when Hyunwoo's slowly hardening-cock was laying there so close to his fingers. Kihyun thus let his hand wrap about it, softly, and pumped one time. He could feel Hyunwoo's thighs tense under him, his breath picking up and his lips parted in a sweet moan. Still quiet and airy, but so, so beautiful.
It was captivating, the way Hyunwoo just let Kihyun do whatever he desired, how reactive his body was to every touch. The writer's head was now against Kihyun's neck, back flushed to his chest, and he could feel him part his legs each time the artist sped up the pace. He was going relatively slow for now, just enjoying the touch, and it was enough to make Hyunwoo's head spin with pleasure. The world was melting around him; the only thing that was left was Kihyun, Kihyun, Kihyun. His hands on his body. His lips against his neck, kissing it softly, and the fingers slowly dipping in his thighs. He could hear his own sounds of pleasure, breathy and low, but he couldn't even be embarrassed by them. Hyunwoo was melting in Kihyun's arms, moans getting a bit louder until he was begging for more. He wanted to be surrounded by Kihyun, filled in the fullest way.
"P-Please...Please Ki'..." The moan made Kihyun smile, pleased to hear such a beautiful sound. He was going crazy because of desire too, could feel Hyunwoo shake a bit against his body. "Please what?" His voice was so quiet, almost a whisper. He didn't want to break the ambiance around them, the softness surrounding them and making the whole situation so intimate.
"I want you…" A pause, a breath he needed. The air was escaping his body and his lungs were slowly burning in the most pleasant way. He didn't need to elaborate further, Kihyun fully knew what it meant, yet he wanted to hear the precise words. "How do you want me? Tell me, baby."
He saw Hyunwoo's body shiver, a little moan escaping his lips at the pet name. His cheeks were getting red, a rare but adorable sight and Kihyun felt his heart swell in his chest. He truly couldn't help it, facing someone like Hyunwoo. "I-Inside, I want you inside…" The writer was so embarrassed, shy, and it was very cute. Kihyun's smile got larger as he tightened his hand around the head, doing a long stroke that had Hyunwoo's back arching. He was whining a bit, begging to have him inside.
"Okay, okay… I'm safe, I never been on the giving hand...Are you?" Kihyun trusted Hyunwoo. He knew people could lie, knew this was a bit dangerous, but he truly trusted Hyunwoo on this. "M-Me neither… I'm safe, please, Ki'..."
Kihyun couldn't help the smile on his face when he put his hands on Hyunwoo's hips. "Lift a bit your hips," he said, and the latter did it. The water helped them, and the feeling of Kihyun's fingers circling his hole made him shiver. The feeling was weird but not uncomfortable, and he sighed in pleasure when the artist finally sank his finger in him, carefully. The feeling was really strange, not something he was used to, but turned out Kihyun was really fucking good at making him comfortable. He was sweet, careful, pumping his finger in and out of the man below him.
Hyunwoo gradually got used to the feeling, begging for another finger. Kihyun was now pumping three fingers in and out of the man, reaching the most sensitive part inside him. A loud moan escaped his lips, ecstasy coursing through him and body going lax against his friend. That felt amazing, his body shaking a bit and begging for more fullness. Who knew how long they had been going at it for, a hand loosely pumping his member and the other opening him up. The writer was even starting to drive back on his dongsaeng's fingers, desperate for more and whining softly. Kihyun had never been harder in his whole life, swearing under his breath. Fuck, he's so hot. So pretty.
He was still kissing his neck softly, and the hardness of Hyunwoo's leaking cock against his hand was slowly driving him mad. He couldn't believe he was here, watching the man unravel under his touch. He was so prettily reactive, tears slowly starting to pool in the corner of his eyes. The sight was gorgeous, the best Kihyun had ever seen. He almost wished he could paint it right now, keep a trace of this perfect moment.
"Do you want something, love?" Kihyun's voice was soft, lovely, as he started playing Hyunwoo's sensitive nipples. The boy was writhing under him, begging for more and trying to grip onto the younger man. He was sensitive, pretty legs shaking and he could feel Kihyun's hard anatomy against his back. He started rutting against it, slowly, and a groan left the smaller man's lips. Fuck, it feels good.
"Ah, K-Ki, please, fuck, please…" A loud gasp quitted Hyunwoo's lips when the younger man touched his prostate again. "Inside, w-want you inside…"
No matter how satisfying it was to see Hyunwoo tremble and moan for him, Kihyun couldn't hold it back anymore and needed to be inside Hyunwoo as well. He was so pretty, so gorgeous; how could he resist him any longer?
"Okay, okay, I'm here baby."
It was like a relief when Kihyun finally sank into his counterpart. He went in slowly, sweetly, trying to soothe the pain the best he could. Above him was whining Hyunwoo softly, in pain, but enduring it. Once Kihyun was finally flushed against his ass, the only thing he could think about was just how full he felt. He never thought he'd feel this way someday, so...Connected to someone. Happily, Kihyun was there to keep Hyunwoo's balance when he fell against his chest and let out an almost pitiful sound.
Fuck, fuck, it feels so good inside. Jesus Christ.
Kihyun had the hardest time not bucking his hips into the wet heat surrounding him. It was absolutely heavenly, tight, and warm, the smaller boy felt like dying. He couldn't believe he was here, surrounded by Hyunwoo and filling him up that way. It was maddening to both of them, and it didn't take long before they started moving. Every time Kihyun pushed deeper, he was rewarded with a loud moan and only bucked his hips harder.
Hyunwoo was pretty sure he was losing his mind, with the way the writer filled him up so completely and touched his prostate at each touch. With the way his hands were stroking his skin, touching anywhere they could, and just making Hyunwoo a whole mess. He was well aware of the tears streaming down his cheeks, but he simply could not help it. It was too good, and the way Kihyun was moaning in his ear was killing him inside.
Their heads were spinning with pleasure, and they lost themselves in each other. Kissing every inch of skin they could, rolling their hips to feel it deeper, hands roaming everywhere. But, most importantly, there were those praises Kihyun was whispering in his hyung's ear, just making the whole situation hotter for him. He wasn't sure he could handle it much longer, not with how bad his cock was pulsing against his abdomen as Kihyun abused his prostate. So sweet yet so rough; the perfect combination.
"You're so pretty like this."
"Gorgeous baby, you're taking it so well."
"S-So tight and warm, fuck, you feel incredible."
Hyunwoo was letting out helpless moans and whines, Kihyun only pushing his hips forward harder. Each time he got back in, the older man was tightening around his shaft and it sent pleasurable electroshocks through his whole body. He was, too, nearing the end, unable to hold it in any longer. Hyunwoo was making the sweetest sounds and he was losing his mind, trying to muffle his own by kissing his partner's neck.
"I'm close, hyung," was all he could say, making Hyunwoo moan out loud. He was so, so close too, gripping onto Kihyun's body with desperation. He didn't even need to talk; the artist understood what it meant, and started stroking him at the rhythm of his thrusts. They were now getting slower, deeper, more intimate, and Hyunwoo's eyes were rolling to the back of his head at the feeling. He never felt something so deep in him, making him almost melt with attention and desire.
It didn't take them long after this to reach their high together, sounds echoing through the whole bathroom. Two men just lost in the pleasure and in each other, breathless. It was a beautiful mess, and Kihyun was surprised he didn't blackout with the force of the orgasm. Hyunwoo was quite surprised too, still a bit dizzy from it all.
Then, he turned around after the afterglow was gone, and the two boys just looked at each other in the eyes. There was a smile on their lips, and they both couldn't help the laughter that took them at the realization.
"I think...I think we need to clean again." Hyunwoo smiled, looking at his friend. "Yeah, we do. I'll need a bit of help though." And Kihyun smiled too, one smile that had his hyung's heart so fucking weak. "Don't worry, I'll help."