[M] Part V (1/1)

“W-why are you taking off your shirt?” Chanyeol rasped, watching Kris throwing the discarded fabric to a random spot, slowly making his way to the bed, getting closer to Chanyeol. Chanyeol blushes deeply when the model licks his own lips, turning Chanyeol even more.But his promise to himself-Chanyeol made eye contact with Kris and Chanyeol moans internally at the sight, it was like watching a beast waiting to attack his prey, ready to swallow its prey full. Chanyeol thought Kris’s lips was incredibly pink today, and it looks even plumper than the last time they kissed, and Chanyeol missed the amazing sensation of melding their lips together,Chanyeol feels Kris’s presence slowly approaching him, trapping him under his body that wasn’t that bigger than Chanyeol, they only had a few centimetres difference. But that’s not important to think of right now, Chanyeol needs to react something, give a response to Kris’s crotch rubbing his legs, and it’s creating delicious friction Chanyeol craves, although Kris had barely touch his impatient area.“You said something to me,” Kris’s hoarse voice lingered in Chanyeol’s hearing senses and sent shivers down his spine. God, Chanyeol wants this. He can’t believe he wants this so bad, especially to his own colleague, let alone the most attractive colleague he has ever worked with.Chanyeol stayed mute as Kris’s fingertips slowly went up his collarbone, one of Chanyeol’s weakest spots. His leg spammed because of the feeling, and Kris almost wanted to kiss Chanyeol roughly for breathing out sexily like that, mouth agape and heavy breathing coming out from the photographer’s mouth.“You told me to expose myself. In that case, you should also expose yourself while taking my pictures,” Kris touched Chanyeol’s wrist slowly, trying to calm the needy but nervous photographer. Chanyeol bites his lips, almost wanting to regret his decision to actually do this with the model, but Chanyeol wants this as bad as Kris.Kris patiently pulls Chanyeol’s tank top straps, revealing perfect porcelain skin. Kris hummed happily before kissing Chanyeol’s skin slowly, feeling the flesh and the short hair waking up every time Kris brushes over the spot. Chanyeol wanted to slap the smug smile on Kris’s face but his face is too pretty to hit, even touch.Chanyeol clicks his tongue when his tank top is now gone, and now Kris was tugging his shorts, kissing places on top of his skin, making him squirm in anticipation and lust. Chanyeol takes the camera and take the camera, taking pictures of Kris looking at him while worshipping his skin; Kris slides Chanyeol’s shorts and threw it to join the pool of clothes in his room corner.Chanyeol’s heart beat faster every time Kris is close to his lips. Chanyeol just misses Kris’s tender yet sensual lips; He recalled the first kiss they shared together, tongues intertwined and hands finding support to hold on to. It’s as if Chanyeol is depending on Kris to fill his soul, fill Chanyeol’s once empty soul with Kris’s love.“I hate how you can see right through me!” Chanyeol retorts, legs giving cute reactions to Kris and it boosted his ego to tease the younger even more, wanting to draw out how Chanyeol is so sensitive in the neck, or in the collarbones. Kris feels like he knows Chanyeol better than anyone, how Chanyeol is literally helpless on the older.Chanyeol bit his lips as he feels a weird tear of sweat running along his cheek, making him distracted. He was too busy thinking about the licks Kris was leaving on his neck, and the soft embraces the Kris left on his chest, so fucking close to his nipples that it made him so fucking hard.Chanyeol’s boxers were no more. It was gone just a second ago when Kris practically threw it away again. Chanyeol cussed internally when he realizes that Kris wasn’t even doing anything, just leaning his whole weight against Chanyeol. Chanyeol stopped taking pictures like many minutes ago because he was too busy feeling it. Too busy intoxicated with Kris’s scent, his lips, his tongue, his touches, his eyes that was staring into the photographer. He was too busy with Kris.Kris sucks on Chanyeol’s neck tentatively, trying to search for his sweet spot. He kisses all over his neck, checking if the spot was behind his ear, or if it’s near the shoulder blade, Kris tried everywhere. When Kris had drawn that certain spot on Chanyeol’s flesh, he licks and sucks it harder than any other places, marking his territory.The model’s hands slowly made its way to Chanyeol’s abdomen, rubbing soothingly on the flesh. Kris stays in a certain position, legs in between Chanyeol’s, one hand grasping lightly on one of Chanyeol’s wrists, being dominant on the younger.“Don’t look at anyone else,” Chanyeol pleaded, looking at the model straight in the eyes. Kris doesn’t respond, giving a clue to Chanyeol to continue. “Only look at me. I can no longer draw a line between my job and my feelings, and I’m glad that it’s you how’ve changed me and I-““I love you,” Chanyeol breathes out, scared of what was about to happen. Kris smiles genuinely but the mockery in his smile while never fade, and it somehow made Chanyeol thankful. If he is the only one that can make Kris, he is fine with it. As long as he’s the only one that can make Kris only look at him, he’s fine with it. As long as he’s with Kris, he will always be fine.“If that’s so, then take control of me. Both of my heart and body, my glance, my everything.”Kris hands was securely wrapping around both of Chanyeol’s wrist and Kris almost wants to kiss the hell out of Chanyeol for looking so fucking vulnerable under him, breathing out soft moans and please whenever Kris makes a small move on him. It made him crazy, God, Chanyeol makes Kris crazy.Chanyeol is tired of waiting and finally did the first move, circling his arms around Kris’s neck, trying to pull the model so Chanyeol at last can kiss the model, his needs now fulfilled. Chanyeol takes a rigged breath when Kris is already caressing his bulge, making Chanyeol even nervous. Although Chanyeol wasn’t his first, he is still so happy that Kris is his.*****“You’re late!” The model’s manager thundered. He eyes the couple slowly, examining each of them with full alerted attention. When he sees both of their faces, he knows what they did. The manager rolled his eyes and shook his head, urging them to continue the photo shoot.It ended up being successful, not every snap having a flaw.******It was Christmas eve and girls from different high schools was making a line in front of the cashier, a photo book of Hot Line of Sight in each of their hands.“I’m so glad I reserved a copy!”“It’s sold out in almost all bookstores! Can’t believe a college boy actually took these photos.”“I wished he was looking at me with those eyes.”Kris smiles when he sees an embarrassed Chanyeol under the sheets, trying to hide his blushing and tired face. Kris took out his phone and opens the camera, pulling Chanyeol slowly to face him.“Come on, can I have a picture of your face for my wallpaper?” Kris pleads, shaking Chanyeol on the shoulders, making Chanyeol turn a little bit. Chanyeol bites his lips and hides his face into the bed sheets even more when Kris was kissing his neck lightly, finding his sweet spot a second later.“You’re so persistent!” Chanyeol responds, finally turning to look at the model that was supporting his chin with a hand, looking at Chanyeol with a smug expression plastered on his face. Chanyeol acted like he was about to vomit and that made Kris laugh. Kris slowly leans in after taking Chanyeol’s hands and trapping him under the older, making Chanyeol look so submissive.Kris kisses the photographer slowly and felt his heart skip; he definitely enjoyed kissing the younger, especially when he was still tired after making love. Chanyeol’s wasn’t different from the kissing either. Kris pulls away from the photographer and kisses his earlobe, slowly whispering to the younger. “Never leave me,”“I won’t.”