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Kai mindlessly walks to Beomgyu's apartment, listening to the Very Serious Goth Music playlist the other made for him, hand straightening his clothes every now and then.
They are supposed to study for an upcoming exam, which neither of them want to, to be honest, not when everyone else in their friend group is lucky enough to not have anything to do. Spring just rolled around the corner and they should be going on trips together, not sitting on the floor, cramped up in Beomgyu's bedroom and lifelessly hoping the exam will be easy.
Beomgyu called him over way too early. At four in the afternoon Kai is usually taking naps like a toddler, and everyone seems to understand it's essential for him to be normal. It's to have fun , he said. Have fun, yeah. But what kind of fun? If it's another Let's dye your hair! fun, he doesn't want it.
He would let Beomgyu do anything, that's how stupidly in love he is, but the flashbacks of the bleach burning his scalp and his eyes are still too vivid behind his eyelids to repeat it.
Beomgyu used the power of being insanely adorable and always got what he wanted, no matter how stupid or crazy it was. If he wanted something, Kai knew that one look from him, a pout on his pretty face is enough and he's sold. And Beomgyu took advantage of that, way too many times to count.
Now that he thinks about it, there's no way that Beomgyu doesn't know about his feelings. How could anyone miss the way Kai looks at him with the fondest expression every time he talks about something silly, or when he just smiles at Beomgyu doing absolutely anything ?
It's been four years, he should've caught on already.
Maybe he already did. Maybe not.
Once he steps into the apartment, the first thing he notices is how clean it is. It's not very Beomgyu to clean up, ever . It's also weirdly quiet, not a single shriek or annoyed cursing thrown at the game Beomgyu is playing. The fun, could it be another prank that he has to pretend is brilliant, because he doesn't want to see Beomgyu get sad? Kai sighs into his palm and makes his way into the living room, practicing how to get surprised or act like he never caught on to the prank.
Wow, Beomgyu! You're so cool for even coming up with this!
I definitely don't want to bend you over a desk, that's not why I'm saying it!
It's almost eerily quiet. This can't be too good.
Soobin warned him months ago that one day Beomgyu is going to do something insane that will either break them or make them, but he can't even begin to explain how badly he doesn't give a fuck. He would follow Beomgyu to the end of the world, let him do anything, hell , Kai would even support him if he wanted to drop out and start a life in the Mountains.
Beomgyu sticks his head out from behind his door when Kai is halfway there, looking too excited for some studying. So it's really a prank.
He's wearing a white silk robe and Kai has to look away from his chest, the robe exposing a bit too much skin to get lost in. Oh, how Kai always wanted to run his pale fingers along his honey skin.
"Finally! Come in." He says, and disappears behind the door again. It's odd. Beomgyu is always a little odd, but this is getting way too odd.
Kai prepares himself for a sight that will either shock him or make him concerned for the sanity of his best friend again, and he walks in with a frown. If Beomgyu has a body lying on the floor, even that wouldn't be too crazy for him at this point.
But there isn't a bloody bag lying there nor anything out of the ordinary except for how dark it is in there, so the confusion is growing even bigger. The older boy just stands near his full-length mirror with a coy smile as his hands are playing with the edge of his robe. His fingers are running up and down his chest like he's teasing Kai, like he knows his eyes are begging to wander down, down, down.
Like he knows how much Kai wants to touch, to feel him under his fingertips like he always wanted. Four years is a long time to want someone.
"I have something to show you, you're gonna absolutely love it!" Beomgyu says, pushing Kai down on the bed when he's closer to him. He doesn't question it anymore, just makes himself comfortable on the soft bed, crossing his arms.
His cheap, corny fairy lights are the only thing illuminating them, and Kai pretends to look at all the things in the room that he has already seen before, finding them rather interesting as he waits so he doesn't have to wonder what Beomgyu is wearing underneath the robe. If he's wearing anything at all.
Beomgyu goes up to his closet, opening the door and excitedly picking up a box from one of the shelves. It's bright pink and huge in his small hands, and Kai has to laugh, knowing that he's fucked and there's no way to escape.
He's forced to sit through a fashion show solely because Beomgyu had yet another night of obsessively shopping online. And tragically, he always had a passion for making Kai wish he was blind because touching is not something he can do, and seeing him strip down to his underwear is always, always challenging.
He hugs the box to his chest, and clicks his tongue. "So as I was waiting for you to finally text back and decide if you're coming or not, I've done some thinking." Here comes more ominous shit, Kai thinks with a sigh.
"Never do that again, hyung."
"Very funny. So, I've done some thinking, and I came to the realization that we barely have fun together anymore with how much we're studying." He stops talking for a moment to watch Kai, and the smile on his face is apologetic like it's his fault they're both busy.
He's right. Finding a day where they aren't swimming in papers due the next day and wishing to be strangled instead of studying was almost impossible.
"That's not true, we went grocery shopping for your grandma last week."
"Are you done being an ass?" He asks with a threatening pointer finger up in the air. Kai nods, smiling. "You and I, we're best friends, right?"
Even if it stings, Kai nods again. He doesn't know where this is going, but he doesn't need to be reminded of his status.
"Then… close your eyes." Beomgyu smiles at him, throwing the lid of the box somewhere in the room while he stares at him.
He does as he was told and puts his hands behind himself to lean back on the bed, not sure what to expect when he has to look him up and down, pretending to admire the clothes and not how his body looks.
"This better be something good!" He says, nervousness coloring his voice.
"Oh, it will be."
It takes maybe three seconds to hear Beomgyu open a package, pulling whatever it contains out of it. Kai half-heartedly hopes it's something ugly, or at least funny, because nothing makes sense. The low voice, the dim lights, even the ominous have fun , all that for some clothes?
"Now we're going to play a game." There it is. Kai knew this wasn't going to be that simple.
"Okay? What game?" He asks, crossing his arms again. Maybe he's unconsciously trying to get away from Beomgyu, but who knows?
His eyes are still closed when Beomgyu steps closer, their legs touching slightly. The unexpected contact makes him flinch, but the other is quick to put a hand on the top of his head, caressing the blond locks. It's not unusual to touch each other. It's also not unusual to get heartburn when Beomgyu does it, either.
Four years of being best friends and Kai is still choking on thin air when Beomgyu even just looks at him for a minute too long, and having him touch his arms, his legs, his hair and even his stomach so often… it's hard being Kai sometimes. Very hard.
"You have to guess what I'm wearing. Spread your legs." And oh fuck it's hard being Kai now for sure.
He can't let himself react to the words, not when Beomgyu is so close and watching him. There's no way he doesn't know what he's doing to Kai.
Spreading his legs, he places both hands on top of his knees, waiting for instructions or anything that tells him it's time to start the game when Beomgyu steps closer, between his legs. Guessing what he's wearing is going to be difficult with how worked up he is already, palms sweating even just thinking about how close they are. But Beomgyu is sweet enough to hold his hands, raise them until his fingers are grazing the soft skin on his thighs, allowing him to feel and touch and do all he ever wanted.
They're both quiet as Beomgyu guides his hands up and up, but Kai has no idea where they even are, not until he can feel the hem of something . His hands are suddenly left to wander on their own, and if Kai was sneaky like Beomgyu, he would let his fingers run back down to feel his skin again instead.
The fabric is velvety and light, and it doesn't take a genius to guess it's a skirt. A skirt. Once he has enough courage to hold the hem of it between his fingers, he knows it's barely long enough to cover his butt, let alone his beautiful thighs that deserved to be marked up and kissed.
He swears it's an accident, when he touches those said thighs. It's also an accident that he doesn't move his hand away immediately, the outside of his legs smooth and warm under his touch. Beomgyu doesn't seem to mind, he isn't laughing it off like he is sure Kai didn't mean to feel him up .
If Kai wasn't a raging virgin with a crush so huge it could challenge the Moon for a fist fight, he would even ask if Beomgyu planned for them to have fun like that. But unfortunately he is, and always has been embarrassed by the smallest gestures, not being able to look Beomgyu in the eyes when he playfully flirted with him or said something suggestive.
He can feel his face warm up second by second, knowing he's being watched as he touches Beomgyu like this. With a sudden move he puts his hands back on the skirt, holding onto his waist with a gentle touch. It's already too much for his weak, weak heart.
"What do you think?" Beomgyu asks, voice low as it breaks the silence.
This is dangerous. Beomgyu is dangerous. If all of this is a joke, a sick one, then he wants it to be over as soon as possible. They can go back to being painfully platonic, he doesn't care, but if Beomgyu pulls a sike! pranked! Kai is going to die both metaphorically and literally.
His mouth does its own thing, speaking up. "A skirt."
Beomgyu makes a noise to confirm it, and Kai has to swallow his heart back down and hide his boner behind what's left of his sanity. It's not much.
His hands are being held by Beomgyu's smaller ones once again, but without even a word, the older boy guides them up and up until they reach his chest.
He's not wearing a shirt.
He's not wearing anything and Kai's fingers bump into the boy's nipple, the metal jewelry adorning it now making contact with his own skin.
Kai knew about his nipple piercings, he even saw them a few times when he stole glances here and there, never the one to be at least somewhat discreet. Beomgyu always caught him watching, but nothing about his reaction was telling Kai that he hates the attention. Beomgyu is thriving on it. He needs it like he needs air. So he gave it to him, in every sense of the word he was giving his utmost attention to him, always, always.
Beomgyu guides his hands further up his chest, dragging it on his skin to feel every little goosebump, the velvety softness… Kai needs to remind himself to breathe when the other boy makes an appreciative little noise, liking how gentle and firm his touch is at the same time.
This is surely not a joke anymore. It cannot be just a joke. He wants to open his eyes and watch Beomgyu's face morph into an expression taken over with pleasure, but he wasn't told to do it and for some weird reason, Kai knows he should do whatever Beomgyu tells him, nothing more, nothing less.
"And here?" Beomgyu asks, his breathy little sounds getting longer and longer while Kai caresses his chest.
His fingers find the boy's nipples again on their own, and Beomgyu presses Kai's hands into his skin, moaning just barely loud enough to be heard. It's getting harder to even keep his mouth closed, Kai has no idea what to even do other than going along with what his best friend is doing.
"Nothing…"
"That's right, baby."
Baby .
Baby? When did they switch from dude to baby , when did they even decide to cross lines they've established years ago? When did this become something more?
He can't say this wasn't his dream , that he never wanted to push Beomgyu onto a wall and kiss his neck until the skin is left with red bruises. He can't say he doesn't want this, when it's all he ever wished for lately. Beomgyu asking him to feel him up, that's maybe even better.
"Hyung… what are we doing?"
"Playing, aren't we?" Kai can hear the smile in his voice.
And he can't keep his eyes closed anymore. But Beomgyu doesn't seem to mind it, locking eyes with him and dragging the younger's hands down down down until they rest on his lower stomach. Beomgyu's mouth is slightly open, letting out beautiful little sounds and Kai drinks them in, as well as the sight of him. Beomgyu standing between his legs, shirtless and just in a skirt that looks so insanely gorgeous on him that it's almost insane . It's light blue, just the right shade to accentuate his honey skin and bring out his glow that Kai so dearly loved. How the contrast between their skins was always maddening, how good they looked together, how perfectly they suited each other.
Beomgyu bites his lip as he brings one of Kai's hands to his back, circling his arm loosely around his body until his palm rests on his butt. The quietness makes it easy to hear how Kai's breath hitches in his throat, fingers immediately squeezing down.
He has never touched him like this. Kai was overly conscious about where his hands went when they were close or even cuddling, deathly afraid that one wrong touch can make it obvious how deeply in love he is with the boy. Beomgyu was different, his hands wandered to places Kai has never been touched, caressing his chest in the swimming pool or pinching the inside of his thighs playfully when Kai was wearing shorts. He never really thought about how it must feel for Kai. Or he did, and that's exactly why he did it.
Not long after that Beomgyu pulls his hand lower, under his skirt until Kai's fingers come in contact with something lacy and just rough enough to feel nice to the touch. It's not hard to know Beomgyu's wearing a lace underwear, tight on his body and he's actually touching Beomgyu in such places that can't be explained.
His touch is delicate, just like the boy between his parted legs, looking down at him with a gaze that sets Kai's mind on fire. Beomgyu wants him. He wants Kai to move, to go on. So he does, going from his velvety soft skin on his ass to caress his thighs once again. His inner thighs are warmer where the skin touches, and Kai forces his fingers between them easily. Beomgyu is skinny, Kai knew of that, but holding him like this, he feels it, how his hands could wrap around his thigh. When he moves his hand, the rough fabric of his panties are brushing against his knuckles, and Kai is painfully aware that he's close, very, very close to touching his cock.
Kai has never done this. His entire body is buzzing with excitement, how this is really happening to him. The only contact he made with cocks was his own and being so patient was getting hard, needing to go forward.
"Keep looking at me. Can you tell me what you are doing?" His words are gentle as if they aren't causing Kai's head to feel like it's in the clouds.
"Huh?"
"Don't play dumb, love , you know what I want." To use his words? Definitely that, right?
Beomgyu is using sentences Kai only ever heard from porn videos he desperately tried to imagine the two of them recreating, and it's scary how spot on it is. Beomgyu knows this gets Kai's face crimson red and burning, and knows his jeans are insanely tight around his crotch the longer they keep going. He thought hearing these words would be at least a little embarrassing, but why aren't they? Why are they making him want to moan?
Having no idea what he likes or doesn't like, Kai never knew what to fantasise about on his own.
Except one thing.
And it was Beomgyu ordering him around like he always does, like he needs to be told what to do, how to do it, like he needs to be controlled because if he isn't, he's hopeless. He imagined Beomgyu telling him how to fuck him well. How to behave. Treating him like this.
"I'm… touching you."
"Where?" Fuck. Fucking fuck.
"Your inner thighs." Upon the words, he accidentally scratches the sensitive skin with his fingernails, but instead of flinching away from the tickling feeling, Beomgyu's smile widens as he closes his eyes for a moment.
He liked that? Kai needs to take notes, he needs to store every little information in his head in case this abruptly stops and he has to think about this very moment every time he touches himself.
"And what do you think I want you to touch instead?"
Kai groans softly. "Oh my God, Beomgyu…"
"Say it Kai, don't you want to make me proud of you?"
"Your, uh– your cock?" His ears are burning.
"Good boy." Beomgyu's smile is as sweet as ever, like this is normal, like this is fine .
And it is, especially when Kai is allowed to be openly smitten and in love, getting to feel Beomgyu up close.
"Sit back on the bed for me." Beomgyu says with force in his sweet voice, and it sounds just like an order.
Kai does as he was told, using his hands to drag his body away from the edge of the bed, sitting back and staring at Beomgyu with wide, unsure eyes. The older boy bites back a smile, but Kai can see the little curve of it in the corners of his mouth, how it lights up his face and makes him look so innocent. He's far from that, and they both know it.
He crawls on the bed, onto the younger's lap with ease, his skirt barely covering anything from the eyes. Beomgyu looks mesmerizing like this, hands pushing Kai's chest down hard enough to force him to lay on his back. It's silent and that makes everything even more sensual, how slow Beomgyu's movements are and how dark his gaze is. He's admiring the boy on the bed, his expression, his parted lips, the blond hair messed up on the pillow underneath his head. Kai feels almost shy under the attention.
"I'm going to ask you something, and you have to answer me, okay?" His voice is stern, definitely not like how he always speaks, light and soft. Kai finds himself nodding immediately, desperate to hear praises coming from his mouth.
Beomgyu does so, like he heard his thoughts, whispering good boy under his breath. It's so addictive, Kai is going to go insane if he can't hear it again.
"I've been thinking about how good you are to me, how you never say no. Do you think you can be good for me now, too? Do as I say?" Kai lets out a low, broken groan, trying to think straight.
His best friend is sitting in his lap, clearly into him and wanting to do more. They're obviously done pretending there's no tension between them, and Beomgyu doesn't look like he never planned this. He waits for Kai to speak up, fingers playing with the hem of his sweater.
"Yes, yes." Beomgyu kisses his cheek softly at the answer, staying close and breathing hot air onto his sensitive ear.
"Yes what? Say it." Something about Beomgyu being so dominant makes Kai melt right into the sheets, already breathing heavily.
This might be even better than all of his silly fantasies about fucking him in the library and imagining Beomgyu crying in pleasure.
"I need you to tell me what you want and I want to do what you say." It isn't even hard to let the words out, especially when the older one looks so pleased with the answer afterwards.
"Do you want me?" He asks quietly right into his ear, kissing the skin under it like Kai isn't already gone.
What a silly question, Kai thinks. If he didn't want him, would he be this hard in his pants embarrassingly too soon? Would he forget how to use his body and forget every single word that could describe what he feels?
He tries to convince himself that this is, in fact, all real and really happening, letting himself fall into this trap he wasn't sure he ever wanted to get out of. If Beomgyu could stay like this for longer, if both of them could stay on this bed breathing moans into the air as their bodies become one, he would die happily anytime.
"I want you, so much…"
Beomgyu bites down on his lower lip, red and glossy, making Kai flush at the image in front of him. He wants Beomgyu to do something , to touch him, feel him up and order him around, to make him feel everything all at once. He wants to please him so much, not understanding where all of these feelings and thoughts are coming from.
With shaking hands, he holds Beomgyu's waist, desperate to feel him on his skin again. He can feel the zipper on the side of the skirt, cold and small, and knowing he gets to unzip it and undress him is such an intoxicating feeling.
"If you feel uncomfortable, and you want me to stop or slow down, use the colours."
Kai gulps, confused. "Colours? What colours?"
"Green for good, yellow to slow down and red to stop." Beomgyu breathes softly into the air between them and Kai feels all fuzzy like this is a fairytale, that the older cares about him so much.
Having the chance in itself is crazy .
"Okay, okay, hyung."
Beomgyu caresses his neck, fingernails almost, almost digging into his skin. It's both tickling and insanely arousing, a simple touch getting him worked up.
"I'm going to kiss you." He says it easily, and doesn't wait for Kai to answer, just closing the gap between them with a smile.
It's his first kiss.
Beomgyu knows that.
It was more than Kai ever imagined, better, hotter than anything he felt. Just a simple touch, yet his heart is beating in his ears so loudly it's impossible to hear anything else. Beomgyu's lips feel heavenly on his own, so plush and soft, the kiss gentle and careful. Kai thinks about all the times he wanted to kiss the older boy, just pressing his lips against Beomgyu's when they're quietly watching each other late at night, when he looks so ethereal in his makeup free glory, dressed in something simple. He wanted to kiss him everyday, but when he looked so comfortable in his presence, the urge always felt stronger.
He deepens the kiss by pulling on Kai's hair harshly, making him yelp in surprise as pain shoots down his spine. Having no idea how to kiss, how to move his lips, he simply lets Beomgyu lead and lick into his mouth as he pleases. And he must really like the taste on his tongue given how he kisses him so deeply. It's even better than that gentle peck, the wetness and the sounds of their lips colliding again and again. Kai's entire body feels like it's on fire, stomach tight and fuzzy as Beomgyu bites his lip hard enough that it hurts.
Kai feels like Beomgyu is having the time of his life just taking and taking and doing what he wants, kissing him like he desires and not giving Kai any time to get used to it. It's easy, letting Beomgyu lead and guide him, slim fingers holding onto his jaw and angling his head to lick into his mouth deeper. And apart from it being easy, it's also insanely natural. Beomgyu always took the lead, always the one to decide, always the one to have the last word.
When Beomgyu breaks the kiss with a playful lick to his upper lip, Kai slowly puts his hand back on the olders thighs, experimenting, testing the waters. Kai keeps staring in his eyes, and he sees Beomgyu frown at the touch.
"Did I tell you to touch me?" He asks with a sweet voice, almost making the younger believe he is just teasing him, but he realises soon enough, Beomgyu is getting a little annoyed.
Kai drops his hands right away, eyes wide and an apology is on the tip of his tongue but the expression Beomgyu makes is confusing, he doesn't know if he should even say anything.
The hand around his chest is pushing down as he sits square on his cock, leaning closer to his face again. Kai doesn't have the time to groan at the feeling of pressure against his sensitive cock, because Beomgyu is squishing his cheeks together, and it's almost humiliating.
"You don't get to do anything unless I say so, is that not clear?" It's a simple question asked in a simple way, nothing more, nothing less.
And Kai whines. If he wasn't embarrassed before, now he definitely is.
Beomgyu kisses him again, this time much slower, a hand sneaking up to his neck while the other is still digging into his soft cheeks. It doesn't allow Kai to move and it's even harder to kiss back now, but the other boy seems to enjoy his struggles, how he makes noises from the pleasure on his cock. Beomgyu moves his hips in answer, just enough to draw a low moan out of Kai's occupied mouth.
"My sweet Kai, I always wanted to ruin you." He says after pulling away, fingers travelling from his cheek to his lips, wiping their spit off and pushing his finger inside the wet mouth.
Always? Beomgyu always wanted to ruin him? Always?
If he could answer, maybe even a confession could slip from his mouth too, but the fingers pressing down on his tongue doesn't let him. He can just stare and hope whatever expression he makes is enough to let Beomgyu know, he always wanted him, too. He must know, even if he didn't know before, he needs to know.
Wondering how to let his needs be heard and seen, he closes his lips around the fingers and licks around them, not really sure if he's doing it right or not, but he's way past caring about seeming awkward.
"Ah, want to use your mouth for something? Want my cock between your pretty lips?" Beomgyu asks with a sweet smile, eyeing his lips.
With a short pause of them staring at each other, Beomgyu looks like he made up his mind about something, grinning before leaning down until he's close enough to Kai to brush their noses together. He pulls his fingers out, licking the gracious amounts of saliva off, and a gross part of Kai feels dizzy at the sight. With a kiss to his mouth, Beomgyu forces his lips open again, and before Kai can even guess what's about to happen, he spits in his mouth.
Just like that.
Kai barely has enough brain capacity to understand why his cock jumps at it. Why his stomach feels tight. Why he wants more.
Beomgyu happily leans away and grins at the glassy eyes staring right back at him, closing his mouth with those same fingers on his chin. Kai learns that just laying there, letting Beomgyu do as he pleases with his body is far better than having to guess what to do, and how to do it. It's like Beomgyu said, always complying and letting him do what he wants. It's true.
"Swallow, baby." And Kai does, obediently.
He pats his cheeks condescendingly, but Kai eats it up like it's something romantic. Beomgyu rewards him with gentle kisses on his neck that turn into bites, making Kai squirm on the bed from the feeling. It's not painful yet the thought that it could be, that is enough to send shivers down his spine, sparks of pleasure erupting from his body the longer Beomgyu goes at it, under his jaw, the side of his throat, below his sensitive ears.
He can't hold back his moans, throwing his head back when a sharp pain runs over him from a particularly hard bite, Beomgyu's teeth marking the skin that has never been touched before. Beomgyu likes the response, a little chuckle escaping his lips when Kai jerks his hips up, pressing against Beomgyu's.
"Touch me." He orders with a soft voice, and Kai doesn't hesitate at all, both hands going up and up his thighs, feeling the smooth skin until he reaches his ass.
If his hands slipped under the skirt, Beomgyu doesn't mention it. He pushes back onto the hands, rolling his hips down slowly but with enough pressure to cause friction, and Kai is overwhelmed by the feeling, overwhelmed with everything . Beomgyu's ass is just the perfect size to fit into his large palms, and he squeezes down on it when another wave of pleasure travels through his body. Kai doesn't recall ever hearing noises as sweet and beautiful coming from Beomgyu as now, breathy and high-pitched into his neck.
It's hard to even believe these sounds are coming from Beomgyu's mouth, grinding down on Kai's hard cock throbbing in his pants, hips doing tiny tiny circles on him. Kai presses his mouth closed, wanting to hear the noises more clearly, just listening to them as he holds Beomgyu close to his body, getting lost in the beautiful sounds. He unconsciously pushes Beomgyu's hips down to meet his own even firmly, making him feel like a horny teenager just desperately trying to get off.
Beomgyu sits up suddenly, hands pressed against Kai's toned stomach. He's flushed red and Kai's raging, horny head gleefully notices how he looks just as horny. Being wanted is a feeling he isn't all too familiar with, let alone being wanted by someone he wants just as much. Beomgyu looking at him like he's more than just a friend to watch anime with? Won the lottery. Saved a country in his past life. Sacrificed himself for someone else.
"Take this off." He says, pushing the lovely blonde strands of hair away from his face, setting Kai's thoughts ablaze. He puts a finger on his stomach, poking him once then twice.
He sits up with the help of Beomgyu, pulling the sweater off and throwing it off the bed without a care, and the eyes fixated on his body are making him turn red again. Beomgyu has seen him like this. So why is it so nerve-wracking when he openly stares like he's drinking in the sight for the first time? They lock eyes for a brief second, and Kai has the urge to kiss him, feel those lips on his own again. He leans in, but Beomgyu puts a hand on his chest, stopping him before he could connect their lips.
"Remember how I said you can only do things when I tell you to?" He asks with a calm voice, but his gaze is cold, daring.
Kai nods but it's not enough, Beomgyu needs words and he knows that, but he can't even let out a sound. Not with how Beomgyu looks at him, or how he sits on his cock, ass perfectly on him.
Beomgyu pushes him back on the bed with a click of his tongue, tracing his fingers over the lines of his muscles, tensing under the teasing touch. Kai wasn't exactly a gym-bro, never too bothered to tag along when Beomgyu told him he's off to run either. He even mentioned to Kai how unfair it is, having a pretty, toned body just from sitting in his bed and eating snacks, broad shoulders paired with a small waist. Kai never really thought he was honest, because why would Beomgyu even envy someone like him? It wasn't envy, he thinks. Beomgyu just had the hots for him like he did. And Kai thought Beomgyu is the oblivious one.
Beomgyu supports himself on Kai's chest, palms flat on him. Moving his hips in small circles again, Kai easily gets turned into a mess again, moaning freely when his inexperienced brain turns into mush. The other is watching as Kai's eyes go starry at the sight, rolling his hips with his mouth agape, using Kai for his own pleasure. His hands go pliant on the bed next to his head, not daring to close his eyes. He doesn't want to miss any second of this.
"Do you want to fuck me?" Beomgyu asks, grinning prettily when Kai chokes on his own spit.
Fucking hell…
Of course he was expecting this, Beomgyu is actively trying to get him off, but hearing it out loud? He nods a few times, eyes glowing in the light like he can't believe this was real. The eagerness, the enthusiasm, Beomgyu revels in it, how Kai looks at him like he personally hung the stars and got him the prettiest one from the sky. Like he's so in love.
"I want to fuck you…" Kai admits, and he feels like the air is burning his skin, like his heart is about to break out from between his ribs.
Beomgyu kisses him again, lips colliding in such a harsh way that their teeth knock together, but he doesn't seem to care, angling his head differently with a smile on his lips. It's bruising , the pace, the pressure, Kai feels like he's drowning in his scent and the taste of his lips, sweet and addictive.
The way his stomach drops when Beomgyu moans into his mouth is almost comical, and he gets the urge to moan too, just breathing into each other's mouths as they hump their lower halves together.
"Can't let anyone else see you like this, you're mine." Beomgyu says, whispering the words in the small gap between their lips.
"I don't want anyone else to see me like this."
Beomgyu likes the response, so he pulls on his hair, causing him to whine from the pleasure and pain, tilting his head back until he can barely keep up the eye contact. Kai's wide eyes are watery, and it excites the other, making a grin appear on his face. What a pretty sight, he thinks.
"Can you do something for me?"
Kai nods, licking his lips before trying to calm down.
"I want you to take your pants off and kneel on the bed for me. Then you're going to put your hands behind your back until I tell you to touch me, got it?" His words are punching every nerve in Kai's body, getting him excited all over again.
Calming down is not an option. Beomgyu sits down on the bed, knees pulled up and hands supporting his lithe body as he waits for the younger to do as he said. It's a little embarrassing, getting up and pushing his pants and underwear down with his face feeling like it's about to burn. Beomgyu looks so beautiful just waiting there, sizing up his body and following his movements with his eyes, not saying a word. It makes Kai even more embarrassed. The quietness lets him hear the way he is panting, how his belt drops to the floor and how Beomgyu chuckles like he finds it fun.
"You're shaking." Beomgyu says, a pretty smirk ridiculing Kai even more.
He doesn't answer. He can't find the words. Once he's completely naked, Beomgyu licks his lips, staring at his cock with a sparkle in his eyes. It doesn't surprise him, Kai knows how he looks, yet having someone size him up is exhilarating. And now Beomgyu knows too, and the fact that anyone sees him like this is crazy. But Beomgyu being the one to see him? For the first time? Even crazier.
His cock is harder than it ever was, flushed and bouncing as he steps out of his underwear, kicking it away. He wants to cover up, feeling all too shy to even look at his friend.
"Come here." Beomgyu adds, nonchalant.
Kai gets on the bed again, kneeling down in front of Beomgyu and trying to not cum on the spot from the look he receives. It's sultry, feeling like the other could eat him any moment.
Beomgyu is quick to put a palm on his abdomen, just inches away from his cock that is begging to be touched by him. His eyes never leave it, the milky smoothness of his skin, mouth opening in a pretty, cocky gasp when Kai twitches. It's so, so humiliating.
“Is it good when I touch you here?" He asks as he closes a fist around his length, and Kai just about dies right then, nodding so fast he becomes dizzy.
"How good?" Moving his hand slowly, tightening his hold around him, he looks at Kai with a teasing grin.
"God, it's–"
"It's not that hard to answer, is it?"
He gulps, trying to collect himself. "It's so good, hyung…"
"Want me to put my mouth on your cock?" The question is so vulgar Kai can't help but groan as he covers his face.
Beomgyu laughs at his reaction, moving his hand faster and faster.
"Don't say it like that…"
"What, embarrassed?" Beomgyu crawls closer to him and tugs his hands away.
Keeping up their eye contact, he kisses his stomach softly, leaving behind wet little spots on his skin. He slowly makes his way up, lips ending up on his nipple and with a playful lick, Kai needs to close his eyes in order to not cum.
"Put my mouth on your pretty, big cock, suck on it until you moan my name."
It's clear he's doing this to embarrass Kai. It's also clear that he's having way too much fun trying to make him speechless, saying things that nobody outside of porn does with that low, breathy voice.
"Hyung. Don't tease me, please…"
"Oh, but I am. My innocent baby, you're going to love it when I make you cum." He places a kiss on his throat and having had enough teasing, he finally moves away.
Kai takes a big breath as he is safe, but then Beomgyu lays on the bed in front of him, elbows propped up. Perfectly eye level with his cock. He needs to keep in mind that his hands can't move, because his first instinct is to touch Beomgyu, looking up at him prettily and breathing air onto his sensitive cock.
"Say it, baby." Beomgyu says, caressing his thigh with one hand.
Say what?
Seeing his confusion, Beomgyu scoffs. He taps his cock with a finger, raising his eyebrow like he knows Kai won't say anything. This is ridiculous, he thinks, Beomgyu is too keen on making his entire body shiver and make him feel shy, for the millionth time. He looks unaffected, like this is some everyday activity. Taking your best friend's virginity. Then have a tea break?
Kai thinks about staying quiet. Not giving Beomgyu the satisfaction or power over him.
"Please do it hyung, please…" But he wants it.
The older boy lets out a small smile in victory, then slowly licks the tip of his cock, making Kai see stars from that small, little move. He didn't know this could feel so fucking good. That touch was barely there, barely anything, yet it felt better than anything he's ever done to himself, his hand could never compete with it. The sight is just a bonus, with how pretty Beomgyu looks, dirty blond hair falling into his eyes and skirt barely covering the curve of his ass, smooth skin just laid out on the pastel blue sheets.
Beomgyu doesn't do much more than that for a few seconds, happy to tease the younger one until he really turns into a mess, begging and breaking the rules he had set up. No touching. How can he not, when Kai just wants to bring him closer by his chin, connect his hard cock to Beomgyu's beautiful lips.
"Please–"
“Stay still, don’t move your hips.”
He licks a long stripe up from the base to the tip, and Kai lets out a string of curses from the feeling. His tongue is warm on him, pretty pink and shining under the light, and it's so, so gentle, so maddeningly slow. Kai wants to ask for more, he thinks he even does it without really knowing what his body is doing on its own. He wants it all, all that Beomgyu could give.
With their eyes locked, Beomgyu kisses the sides of his length, sloppy and open mouthed, playing with Kai's sanity. His hips move just enough to feel that sinful touch more, pressing Beomgyu's lips to his cock. It's teasing, but Kai is way past minding it, all that matters to him is how good it feels.
And Beomgyu chose that moment to take him in his mouth, lips closing around his flushed cock. The sound of Beomgyu's wet mouth around him makes Kai wish he wasn't so inexperienced, fearing that in just minutes his body will betray him. He can't have that, not yet. He's shaking so hard from trying to stay still and not move his hips, push his cock deeper into the hot mouth until it reaches his throat, and have Beomgyu moan around him.
Turns out he doesn't have to, because Beomgyu takes it on himself to do so, taking all of it at once and running his tongue along the underside of it. He puts a hand back on Kai's thigh as if he was grounding himself, half lidded eyes staring up at him in a way that gets his stomach in a knot.
He loves this person. And that person is ducking his dick. Kai needs to meditate. He needs to sit in silence and think. Otherwise he's going to scream.
Beomgyu's head slowly goes up and down, sucking on the head when he pulls off, sinking back without giving Kai any time to get used to it. His nose meets the smoothness of his skin when he takes it all in again, trying to breathe through his nose and fight back the tears threatening to spill over. It's so insanely hot to be in his mouth, Kai isn't sure if his moans are really as loud as he hears them or not, but he can't hold them back, not like this. He throws his head back, unable to watch any longer. It's hard enough to keep his body up, seeing Beomgyu's lips stretched out prettily around him is too much.
"Fuck…"
But of course it's not allowed, stupid Kai, he thinks, when Beomgyu leans away with a frown.
"Look at me." The way he tells him sounds like a warning, so he forces himself to watch again, biting his lips.
Beomgyu definitely knows what he's doing, both to his head and to his cock, because he's evil like that. He takes Kai's length in his mouth again, and what's left of his cock is covered by his hand, slowly but firmly jerking him off. The slide is easy, Kai's cock is almost dripping wet from his spit, and this killer combination just makes him close his eyes again involuntarily. Beomgyu can't blame him, not when he's doing everything in his power to make Kai malfunction.
"Fuck my mouth." He says so offhandedly like it's not a big deal, and no , no way Kai could do that. He was already so close, he can't even imagine doing that.
"Hyung, I can't..."
"You can, and you will, right? You're going to be good for me, aren't you?"
Unfair. A part of Kai, a huge one at that, is desperate to be of use, to be good. He takes it surprisingly easily that everyone was right about him being submissive, especially Beomgyu. He made jokes, insults, and they even had a heartfelt pep talk about how it's okay to be passive. So for him to use it against him? Unfair. He knows Kai wouldn't say no.
So he fights his own thoughts about coming on the spot as he holds his hair between shaky fingers, but it takes several seconds to actually move. Beomgyu has a cocky smirk on his face, waiting for Kai to guide his cock between his lips. The thrusts at first are uncertain and slow, but Beomgyu wants none of that, so he pushes Kai's hips towards himself, taking it all in. Kai is really close to crying. Beomgyu keeps humming and moaning around him, mainly just to make it harder on Kai, to make him embarrassed.
It's hard to find a rhythm when Beomgyu's mouth feels like heaven, so soft and wet and hot. The tightness of his stomach and how his heartbeat quickens is something familiar, spending so many nights alone and learning his body, he knows he can't keep up longer.
"Hyung, I really can't–" He is trying to stop his hips, but Beomgyu keeps going, sucking even harder and closing his eyes at the feeling of Kai's cock hitting his throat.
He's close, he knows he can't last longer and in panic he yanks Beomgyu's head off of himself, already beginning to spill in his mouth. It's quick, mind going fuzzy as his orgasm hits him, knocking the air out of his lungs. He can't get a decent distance between them, coming on Beomgyu's face with a broken moan. They both stay silent in shock, and the growing smile on Beomgyu's face is everything but comforting, wide eyes and jaw hanging open in a silent laugh. He doesn't look angry, per say. But he also doesn't look happy.
Oh fuck.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was too close and you just wouldn't stop–"
"Stop talking." Beomgyu sits up, fingers going to his face, dirtied and even prettier than before.
He wipes the cum off his cheeks and nose bridge with an amused look, and Kai can't get himself ready for Beomgyu licking his fingers clean, all the while he's looking at him. He must've died. This isn't real. It's like Beomgyu somehow found his playlist on Porn Hub and took notes on what can possibly make Kai go insane.
"I didn't say you can come, Kai." He adds after cleaning his fingers off, wiping the saliva off on his skirt.
Kai is too ashamed to continue looking at him, instead finding it rather interesting how the sheets are still perfectly in place. He wonders if they're still going to fuck, if Beomgyu is not put off by his inexperienced antics. It seems rather unlikely, given how excited he was just minutes ago to take his innocence, but after coming on his face like he can't control his body…
"But you taste good, so I guess I can let it slide." There he goes.
Kai covers his face again, embarrassed chuckles leaving his mouth. But the other is quick to peel the hands off his face, holding him by his chin and forcing his mouth open with his thumb. Kai doesn't resist, letting him do as he pleases. He kisses him, slow and gentle like he's afraid to overwhelm him even more. It's a change in their dynamic, and the younger boy isn't dumb to not be able to tell Beomgyu is trying to calm him down after experiencing so many things in such a short time.
This is familiar. Beomgyu taking care of him, noticing every little detail and making sure Kai feels at ease, feels protected. Feels cared for.
Beomgyu having this sudden change is somehow very comforting.
The kiss doesn't last very long but Kai is far better than before, hands not shaking and heart isn't about to burst. He lets a smile make itself present on his face when Beomgyu pulls away.
"I'm sorry." He says into the small gap between them.
Beomgyu's smile in response is radiant. He places another small kiss on his lips, caressing his neck with a gentle touch.
"Don't be, baby. Lay down." Kai falls right away, back hitting the sheets once again. He has to try to not disappoint him.
Beomgyu pulls off his panties with a swift move, his body still covered by the skirt. He's smiling at the face Kai is making, watching him with hazy eyes, fixated on how his hard cock creates a tent in the skirt. He wants to touch him so much.
Beomgyu sits back on his lap, hands making their way up to his chest to further tease Kai, with how now his bare skin is right on the already hardening cock.
He grinds his hips against Kai's, slow small circles until he is moaning again, eyes closing on their own. Beomgyu's skin is warm on him, and he can feel everything , his cock, his muscles tensing as he grinds again and again and again. He's getting himself off, using Kai's body to his own pleasure, and Kai is so far gone, he would let him do anything if that makes him feel good.
"You were made to be used, baby boy." Beomgyu holds his face with one hand, and the other goes under his skirt, lifting it up enough to let Kai see.
Even his cock is pretty. Everything about him is just so pretty. His doe eyes filled with need, his flushed cheeks even though he's the one controlling the situation, the nipple piercings shining under the light. He's a work of art and Kai is getting choked up with his feelings.
He covers his mouth just in time so an embarrassingly loud moan doesn't escape when he grinds down just right and Beomgyu laughs at him, pulling his hand away, pining it over his head.
"No, no. Want to hear you." He waits for Kai to nod before continuing. "You're gonna kiss me while I finger myself, okay?"
Kai isn't sure if he's supposed to answer, but he couldn't do it even if Beomgyu wanted him to. He accepts the kiss that is more than rough, Beomgyu biting onto his lip and tugging at it as he moves his hand behind himself. Trying to keep up with him he even forgets about his body, how fucking hot he feels, light-headed from it.
The only noise apart from their kiss is the lube's cap opening and closing a few seconds later, and he doesn't have to look to know Beomgyu is already fingering himself. The lube smells sweet and fruity, and he has to stop his thoughts from wandering to how it might taste, Beomgyu riding his tongue and pulling on his hair.
He wants to see this, he wants to watch Beomgyu finger himself open and working those pretty, long fingers into himself. He doesn't dare to even ask, maybe he wouldn't even survive seeing him like that. It's already a lot to hear, how he moans quietly in his mouth and gasps when he pushes in further.
When Beomgyu pushes his finger in slowly, he bites down on Kai's lip again, pulling away for a moment to catch his breath. He lets Kai look at him from the bed, sitting up as straight as he can manage with his finger still inside. He wants Kai to enjoy this as much as he does, thinking about how good he's going to fuck himself on Kai's cock until his legs turn into jelly and Kai turns into a mess.
"You're so beautiful." Kai whispers, not really sure if the other boy can hear him or not.
He does, it's obvious from the smile dancing on his lips and the adoration in his gaze, but Kai chooses to believe he didn't. Messing up what they have with feelings? There's a reason he never confessed. Losing him would be unbearably hard. Even if there's hope blooming in his chest now, the possibility is there and he doesn't want to risk it. He is content like this, being able to look at him, hear him talk and laugh. Beomgyu is precious whether they're together or not.
Beomgyu kisses him again, moaning into his mouth when he pushes in a second finger along with the first one, his movements quick and skilled. Kai wants to focus on the kiss, he really wants to, but the way Beomgyu is shaking and letting out the most beautiful sounds is so distracting he forgets to kiss back. Beomgyu's presence is always overtaking his senses, making it impossible to do anything else than watch and listen, and this time is no exception, especially with the way he's speeding up his movements and whines .
"Kai, baby, listen." He pulls back from the kiss, looking the younger boy straight in the eye.
The obscene sounds are getting to his head, the clenching of the lube against his skin, the little moans from him, it's all so hard to take. Beomgyu looks otherworldly like he's glowing, a desperate need burning in his gaze.
"Fuck, hyung– Can I try it? Can I finger you?" Beomgyu looks like he is thinking about it very thoroughly, before saying a breathy yes .
It's like a reward, Kai is so sure , as Beomgyu picks up his hand and takes two fingers in his mouth, licking around the digits and wetting them, fucking up the boy's head even more. He lets go of them with a wet sound, smirking at Kai's expression, and he watches Beomgyu as he removes his own fingers. Not waiting, he replaces them with closed eyes, and Kai groans at the feeling of Beomgyu's tight walls around his fingers, the warmness engulfing him.
There's nothing in the world that could be compared to the feeling of fingering the love of your life open for your cock. Kai hopes it doesn't get to his head, because surely it's feeding his ego well, but he can't go on with his life just thinking about this very moment. Even if he wanted to, to have this moment engraved in his mind, maybe feeling like shit after even just remembering was not too high on his bucket list. He doesn't want to feel like he's a failure for having Beomgyu like this, then not having him at all.
"That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”
Kai moves the fingers in and out, not breaking eye contact as he tries to find a rhythm and test out how , what and where to touch. There's not much resistance but he can feel that Beomgyu's tight and even the thought that it's going to feel tighter on his cock makes him want to hurry up.
"Faster, baby, do it faster." He does, Kai moves his fingers faster and watches with his jaw hanging open how quickly Beomgyu falls apart.
His voice, his moans are high pitched and Kai feels like he is the one in control now, deciding what happens. It's exhilarating to know Beomgyu's getting off on his fingers and feeling good because of him, because he's so good to him and doing exactly what's asked. Beomgyu is moaning for him. Kai's head is in the clouds.
Especially when Beomgyu cries out, burying his face into Kai's neck and panting onto his skin.
"Youre doing so fucking good baby... do you wanna make me come?" He asks and Kai would be an idiot to say no.
He must be close because he doesn't give out an order on how to actually make him come, and Kai lets his fingers do what they've been doing, getting way too excited to see the boy laying on him cry out as his orgasm takes over him. Moving a bit too excitedly, making the older boy shudder and whine into his neck, Kai kisses the side of his head lovingly. It takes that for him to come with a dragged out cry, collapsing further onto Kai.
After he comes down from his high, he's still shaking so hard that Kai can't help but worry for him.
"Are you okay?" He sounds genuinely worried and Beomgyu laughs at the tone, kissing his neck a few times.
He raises his head, smiling down at Kai. "I'm more than okay." He says.
Beomgyu puts his hand on Kai's neck after taking a big breath to calm himself down, the touch comforting and grounding. It's gentle, how he holds him like he's fragile. There's a smirk dancing on his lips as he raises himself up and sits directly on Kai's cock again, moving his hips back and forth. He leans down to kiss Kai, licking into his mouth.
But for God's sake, Kai is so fucking overwhelmed that even breathing takes effort.
"Kiss me properly.”
Kai tries, but with the way his cock is touching the wetness between Beomgyu's legs is making his brain short circuit. It seems like Beomgyu isn't very satisfied with the kiss, and he leans away with a click of his tongue, eyeing Kai. There's something mocking in his gaze, and Kai's blood runs cold.
"Oh, this little baby is hard again? You're so easy Kai, can you even fuck me?"
Kai needs to take some time to evaluate why on Earth he is so turned on by getting made fun of, why he loves being humiliated by Beomgyu so much.
"Yes! Yes I can."
Beomgyu hums in thought. "Aren't you too sensitive for that? You're going to come just after getting your dick in me, won't you?"
Even the obscene words are making it ridiculously hard to keep his cock from twitching under Beomgyu, who raises an eyebrow like he wants to say Yeah, exactly.
"No hyung, I won't, I promise…"
"Then show me you can fuck me good." There is a challenge in his voice, and Kai wants to prove to him that he can be good for him, he doesn't know how, but he wants to.
Beomgyu is still wearing the skirt, high on his pretty, thin waist. The hem of it is starting to roll down with how much they've been moving, and Kai is waiting for his next move without breathing. There's a light sheen of sweat decorating his beautiful skin, hair sticking to his forehead slightly. Kai is trying to memorize every little goosebump on his skin, trying to take a mental picture of how his face is pulled into a concentrated frown.
He takes Kai's cock in his hand and positions himself over him, sinking down slowly. He doesn't even wait for Kai to collect himself.
It feels tight, so insanely tight that he has to pinch his own thighs to not come too fast again. There's no way Beomgyu isn't struggling when it feels so overwhelming for Kai, he can't be that used to taking cock.
Maybe Kai just doesn't want to think that he is, in fact, used to it. Thinking about anyone fucking him and making him feel good while Kai was waiting for him to even look at him, patience starting to run out and leaving behind bitter, melancholic flavoured regret that he never had the strength to say anything. He thought he was okay with it, just watching him and loving him from a distance, but there's something ugly rising in his chest at the thought that he isn't his.
He lets out a groan, grabbing Beomgyu's waist when he sinks down more, holding himself up on Kai's chest.
"You want me to slow down a bit?" He asks, but really, it's just mocking again.
Kai doesn't think before muttering a whiny please, and Beomgyu laughs, sinking down on him fully. There's absolutely no slowing down, thighs flexing as he moves up and down, gasping every time Kai's cock reaches deep inside him. A painful groan leaves his mouth but he doesn't stop, just angles his hips differently and starts riding him with so much energy Kai wonders how the fuck is he still so put together.
Seeing Beomgyu ride him is really something else, the moans escaping his throats are long and loud , his eyes closing from the feeling of being so full. Even just laying there and not doing more, Kai is busy being mesmerized by him. He feels the need to grab something , so he takes a fistful of his own hair, watching Beomgyu fuck himself so prettily. They lock eyes as Kai tilts his head back, moans spilling from his mouth.
"I've wanted this for so long, baby. Knew you would feel so good."
He wanted him. He wanted Kai, Beomgyu wanted him.
"I wanted you too…"
"Yeah? Tell me what did you think of."
When Kai doesn't answer, Beomgyu takes it as a challenge, sitting down on his cock fully and staying there like he is wanting to give him an even harder time. His warmness is maddening.
"I asked you something. Didn't I?"
Kai shuts his eyes closed. "I thought about fucking you every time you came over, and when you walk around shirtless I can't stop thinking about it…" Beomgyu coos at it, grabbing his hair and pulling him into a chaste kiss, satisfied.
"You were too shy to ask for it, right? Wanted me to take the first step, like always." He starts moving again, hips moving faster, slamming down harder every single time.
He shakes his head. That's not why.
"We're best friends, you know you could've told me."
No, no. No.
"I love you so much, hyung." The confession slips past his lips without a second thought, and when he catches himself, it's too late.
Beomgyu's face is unreadable, but his movements never halt. Maybe he's going to think Kai said it in the heat of the moment and didn't mean it, maybe he can get out of this somehow, maybe nothing is ruined.
His embarrassment doesn't last long, because Beomgyu's hand comes up to his face and pushes the hair out of his eyes, caressing his cheek with so much care it doesn't fit into the situation. Or maybe it does.
"Touch me, baby."
Kai doesn't have to be told twice, his hands make their way to his waist, one reaching under his skirt and taking his leaking, pretty cock in a shaky grasp. He's never touched someone else like this, the feeling of his cock throbbing in his hand is unusual but exciting. He's fixated on it, eyes never leaving the sight. Beomgyu's voice is always deep, but he learned how high and whiny he could sound when he's feeling good, pleasure running through his body, and it's Kai's new favourite sound.
Their hips move in unison, and Kai wasn't even aware he was thrusting up into the tight heat, but Beomgyu's noises are getting louder and louder just like before, when Kai worked his fingers into him, so he doesn't even try to stop. He pulls him down with every thrust, punching the air out of Beomgyu's lungs so easily.
"I'm really close, fuck, keep going. Come in me, baby." That alone is enough to almost send Kai over the edge.
Making Beomgyu cum first is all he can think about, tugging him down to lay on his chest and fucking into him like that. His thrusts are fast, reaching even deeper in Beomgyu with the new angle and he cries , babbling about how good it feels, how Kai is so big and perfect for this, how he needs his cum. The words are impossible to ignore, even if he can't take them, they make themselves at home in his head. Kai's arm around his back is holding him so tightly, head buried in his neck and making the skin wet with how he starts drooling.
"Don't stop, please!" Beomgyu begs, and that's the last straw.
His hips lose the rhythm he was trying so hard to keep up, thrusts becoming sloppy and going faster, deeper. He's so close that he can see stars behind his closed eyes, and when Beomgyu chokes up, he can't hold it in anymore. The other boy is squirming in his hold, coming on their stomach with a gasp. Kai follows right after, filling up Beomgyu, out of breath.
"Oh my God." He says, and Kai groans in agreement.
No words come to his head.
He's so fucking overwhelmed from losing his virginity that he can't even move. Beomgyu doesn't move either, laying on Kai as he comes down from his high for the second time.
"Fuck me like that again and I'll keep you." The tone of his voice isn't serious but Kai still doesn't know for sure that it's a joke or not.
"Again?"
Beomgyu sits up, frowning. "This wasn't a one-time thing, was it, Kai?"
Kai's cock is still nestled in Beomgyu's hole, but neither of them make a move to get away from each other. It's a little uncomfortable, but he wants to treasure what is left, and if that's his softening cock deep inside Beomgyu, he won't complain.
"No? I mean, I don't know– I hope not?"
"You're so cute, like you didn't just come in my ass." He wiggles his hips slightly as if to demonstrate how they've just finished fucking.
Maybe Beomgyu will never stop embarrassing him from now on.
"Stop…"
Beomgyu grins, and there's a fond look on his face. "Look at me."
Kai wants to hide under the cover, close his eyes and put everything in his chaotic head in order. He needs at least a month to come to some kind of peace after all this, and Beomgyu is acting like this is normal.
"No."
"Baby, look at me." He demands, holding Kai's chin gently. "Was it okay?"
Was it? Kai lost his virginity. To someone he loves and adores to no end. He'd like to think it was more than okay, even if it feels like such an impulsive decision, from both ends. Beomgyu never showed any interest in him, not like this and not like how Kai feels either, so he can't say this was ever something he thought was possible.
They will need to talk about it. The confession, the sex, the teasing. How Beomgyu said he wanted him, too. They need to talk it out and Kai needs to know where they stand before his feelings get tangled up in something delicate and confusing.
He knows they can work it out, but the slight nervousness bubbling in his stomach just doesn't want to disappear.
"Yes."
"Wanna fuck me again, then?"
He groans, bewildered. " Now?"