[M] Twenty-sixth Click (1/1)

The room was filled with noises that sent my mind over the edge of insanity. There were moans, gasps and groans of every level as Chanyeol and I indulged in our own personal pleasures.“Ah…” Chanyeol groaned deep in his throat as I nibbled on his earlobe. With the clock ticking away my birthday, I wanted to make everything with this giraffe perfect. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to make him mine again.“Hyung,” Chanyeol whispered, snapping me from my predatory thoughts. “What…”“Sorry,” I breathed against his nape as I sat up, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it across the room. I could hear Chanyeol’s soft panting as he stared at me with dilated eyes. I smirked. “I was thinking.”“About what?”“Nothing.” I whispered, kissing his nose then his lips. “Let’s continue, shall we?”Chanyeol blushed as I slowly removed his shirt from his body and he squirmed when I wouldn’t remove my eyes from his torso.“Stop looking,” He mumbled and I couldn’t suppress a chuckle.“I have every right to look.” I said, sliding a hand up from his navel to his chest. He shivered under my touch and moaned softly. I licked my lips as I pressed them once again on his, one of my hands resting on one budding nub on his chest. With a pinch and a squeeze, Chanyeol tensed slightly. He can be so sensitive at the most perfect of times.“Will you be fine with just this as a birthday present?” He shyly asked.“Of course,” I smirked. I leaned forward and took his lips once again, my tongue probing in to taste him. I pulled back, feeling his warm breath against my cheek as I pecked kisses on his jaw, then at his neck.My hand moved from his chest down to his leaking member. When I wrapped my hand around it, he jerked and gasped.“W-Wait!” He said, pulling his head up. “Don’t squeeze it like that!” He whined as I did exactly what he just said.I chuckled, “That’s what you get for locking me out of your room before, Chanyeol.” I whispered, pressing the tip of his shaft.“Mhm…” He whimpered before he decided to take matters into his own hands. He pulled himself up, grabbed both of my shoulders and pushed me back as he readjusted himself to rest on my lower half, effectively causing friction to my still clothed lower half.“Ugh,” I grunted as I felt his weight and pressure on my hardening bulge still in the confines of my jeans, “Chanyeol…”“Heh,” He grinned as he put pressure again, causing me to once again grunt in response. “How does that feel, hyung?”“Mm…” I said, sweating a bit since the situation was slightly uncomfortable for me. “It’d feel even better if you let me take my pants off.”Chanyeol grinned, moving his hands to unzip and unbuckle my jeans, tugging it down and just like that, I let out a sigh of relief as my lower half could finally breathe.“Better?” He cooed with a hint of laughter in his lovely deep voice. I chuckled, motioning one hand for him to lean down which he did so without hesitation. I guess it really is a good thing that today is my birthday.“I hope you’re being docile willingly,” I said, whispering at his ear, causing him to shiver.“Don’t worry, hyung.” He whispered back, taking one of my hands and the initiative to lubricate my fingers in his mouth. Dear lord, my throbbing shaft throbbed even more. The feel of Chanyeol’s wet, long and slick muscle of a tongue was orgasmic. When he pulled my hand away, he led it down to his entrance where he prodded me to insert a finger.“You’re eager…” I chuckled.“Time is ticking, hyung.” He replied. “Your birthday present is waiting.”My eyes widened at hearing what CHanyeol just said. That was the sexiest pick-up line I have ever heard from this giraffe as of late. With that thought in mind, I pushed a finger in and he groaned deep, squinting his eyes and shifting his lower half to accommodate my second finer and then the third.“Unn…” He mewled softly, his hands moving on their own as they felt my chest. His cheeks flooded with pink as he couldn’t control the wanton noises coming out from his mouth. “Ah… Right there…”I flicked my fingers inside him and he jerked, some droplets of sweat dripping from his forehead. Was the pleasure that intense for him? Or maybe those were leftover sweat from all the running earlier. Whatever the case, the look of a panting, groaning and sweating Chanyeol was priceless.When I removed my fingers, he immediately lifted his lower half, moving back to my awaiting member. He really learns fast…“Don’t push yourself, Chanyeol.” I said, taking his hand as he used his other to take my rock hard shaft and positioning it to his entrance.He nodded his head and sat down slowly onto me. Christ, he feels good. But I was not about to succumb to the pleasure yet – not when Chanyeol looked like he was in pain.“Chanyeol…”“I’m fine,” He said, “I got it.” And he was inching himself slowly down some more. He groaned softly before finally, he had all of me in him. He let out a low groan as he rested a bit, adjusting to me.“You look really good right now.” I said, trying to coax him to relax. “I wish my camera was here with me.”“I’m glad that it isn’t.” He growled at me and moved forwards, slowly. I gasped and moaned, the feel of his muscles tightening around me as he moved was exquisite.“But – ugh – I would want to take a picture or two of this.” I added, “To remember this by.”“No!” He grumbled, squeezing me harder that it hurt. I laughed weakly and apologetically.“Ow, ow, ow…” I said. “Don’t do that, Chanyeol. I feel like I’m going to break in two. I’m sorry.”He loosened and I smiled, adding, “But you’ll let me take a picture of you afterwards, right?”“Hyung!” He cried but before he could do something about it, I held his waist and thrust without warning. He yelped and growled at me, mildly cursing as I thrust again – he jerked forwards that he had to place his hands on either side of my head to maintain his balance on top of me.“How does that feel, Chanyeol?” I asked, creating a rhythm.He shut his eyes tight as he opened his mouth but quickly shutting it as he grunted in his throat, going along with my rhythm. I smiled, taking that as a good thing.“…!” He jerked, falling limply onto my chest, his warm breath tickling my ears as his chest was against mine, our bodies glued together and blending with the other’s warmth. “… Hyung…” He shifted forwards, his member rubbing against my abdomen.“Mhm…?” I breathed, sneaking a hand to assist his attempt at pleasuring himself by jerking off using my abdomen.He blushed as soon as he felt my hand wrapping and pumping his shaft. He turned his head and gazed at my eyes, “I really like you.” He smiled shyly at me – all things considered, I hadn’t expected him to say that.“Me too, Chanyeol.” I kissed him and I resumed pumping him. He panted, hard, as he pulled himself up off of my chest, arching his back as he rode on me – the pace becoming quicker and quicker that I had ever anticipated.Before I knew it, Chanyeol let out a loud moan and came – his muscles tightening painfully yet pleasurably around me made me follow suit.He got off, slowly, a trail of cum dripping onto the side of his leg. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of that. Chanyeol blushed as he fell back on the bed, lying down beside me.“Not funny.” He pouted.I smiled, rolling onto my side to kiss his messy golden-brown locks. “Thank you, Chanyeol.”He nodded his head, snuggling closer to me. “Same here, hyung.”“Hm?”“You went…” He sighed. “You actually went and saved me.”“Of course I did.”He pulled his head up and stared at my eyes. “But how did you know where I was?”“…” I placed a finger under his bottom lip, massaging his bruised lips with my thumb gently. “Instinct, maybe?”He creased his forehead, before deciding to just shoo the matter away. I