Chapter 11 (1/2)

Yoseob let Kikwang put on his bracelet, Yoseob looked at his wrist with a smile, it was truly beautiful.

Kikwang stood a little awkwardly in his house, it was strange to be there so suddenly, he notices Yoseob was home alone too.

He couldn't help but ask. "So, where are your parents?" Kikwang was curious.

Yoseob smiled. "oh, they are out together and they told me not to wait up." He answered

Kikwang smiled, he was happy Yoseob's parents weren't like his own. Yoseob noticed his sad smile, and couldn't help but feel sorry for him, he probably didn't have such a good relationship with his parents.

He would talk to him about it later, he wanted Kikwang to know he was there for him, he wanted him to know he could tell all his problems and secrets, cause after all he was his boyfriend now.

Yoseob showed him quickly around his house, Kikwang enjoyed the tour, with Yoseob's hand warmly into his. Yoseob's house wasn't as big as Kikwang's, but it was a home. It was warm and cozy.

Kikwang couldn't help but wonder what his surprise could be. He didn't dare to ask.

Then they arrived at Yoseob's bedroom. "So this is my bedroom and the room you'll be staying tonight." Yoseob said happily.

Kikwang nodded before realizing what exactly Yoseob said. "Oh, wait what?" he looked at him with widened eyes.

Yoseob smiled. "You heard me, you can stay the night, that is if you want of course." Yoseob answered, he loved the way Kikwang could act dumbly sometimes.

So they changed into their sleeping clothes each with other thoughts on their mind.

Yoseob groaned in the bathroom, that wasn't such a good idea, he thought, maybe Kikwang was expecting something else, but would he mind?

Not really, he thought before smiling to himself, he took a deep breath before stepping into his room.

Kikwang was already laying in his bed, for what he could see, Kikwang was wearing a white tank top. He looked so stunning.

Yoseob slowly got into bed next to him, followed by a smiling Kikwang.

Kikwang gently wrapped Yoseob up into a warm, safe embrace, Yoseob lost himself in the warmth of Kikwang's arms.

A heartbeat passed, so very short of a moment, before he felt those lips touch his own.

No spark of resistance flared up within his chest as Kikwang's warm, firm hands gently guided him to a lying position on the bed's soft sheets.

Kikwang's hand worked its way under Yoseob's shirt, soon touching the skin with just the tips of his fingers.

The featherlike contact caused a shiver to Yoseob's relaxing body.

It were careful kisses Kikwang spread along Yoseob's neck, making him relax completely into his touch.

Suddenly, Kikwang took his shirt off, Yoseob was a little too dazed and infatuated to completely realize the way this was going.

Kikwang's strong hands stroke downwards along the slender sides of his Yoseob's torso, Yoseob slowly shuddered at the physical contact he realized he wanted for so long.

"Sure you want his? Kikwang asked gently while caressing his hair.

Yoseob nodded, he was nervous, but he wanted it. He wanted Kikwang.

Kikwang loved Yoseob, he softly kissed him before moving his hand downwards.

Yoseob closed his eyes, afraid of what was going to happen next before gasping softly due to cool air brushing his groin and arousal since his light pants and underwear were caringly pushed down his slim hips.

A surprised gasp came out of Yoseob's mouth, making his chest jerk with it at the sensation of a warm tongue licking at his entrance, moistening it for a finger to slip inside and prepare him.

Before he knew it his open mouth was closed with a passionate kiss, the penetration of the other's hardened length into his lithe body was smooth and quick, knocking the air out of his lungs nevertheless.

It hurt, but Kikwang was careful. He softly stroke his hair hoping he hadn't hurt him.

"You okay?" Kikwang spoke softly in the room full of lustful tension.

Yoseob nodded, blinking the few upcoming tears away.

Slowly, Kikwang started moving, Yoseob moaned softly at first. He never felt such pleasure before, he wished it could last.

Confidently and steadily, the thrusts grown shortened and more impatient were leading both of them towards the ultimate peak.

Yoseob's body arched to meet another fiery thrust, pulling Kikwang into another kiss, both they're lips were swollen, but they didn't mind at all.

"I love you Yoseob." Kikwang breathed out.

"I love you too." Yoseob answered breathing heavily.

While he was riding out his orgasm, a few more swift thrusts into the heat of tight, contracting walls brought Kikwang's pleasure as well.

Afterwards, Kikwang slowly collapsed next to Yoseob on the mattress they shared, they both panted, trying to regain their breath

and trying to calm their rapidly beating hearts down.

They cleaned themselves up a little before finding the warmth of each other's arms once again. Kikwang affectionately stroke Yoseob's back, oh how he loved that boy.

Yoseob smiled to himself against Kikwang's strong toned chest. Then they drifted off into dreamland together.

The next morning Kikwang woke up in Yoseob's bed, luckily it wasn't just a dream. He thought to himself, he softly kissed Yoseob awake.

"Good morning sunshine." Kikwang said looking at him with a lovesick puppy look.

Yoseob rubbed his eyes. It was strange to realize he slept with Kikwang last night, but he didn't feel guilty at all, it felt to right to be wrong.

He smiled and pulled Kikwang into a tight hug, he would never ever let Kikwang go.

Kikwang smiled to himself, he loved to hold Yoseob, he still felt a little guilty about breaking his heart, but what he didn't know was that it was fully mended thanks to him.

He would never leave Yoseob, he loved him too much for that.

After a while of cuddling and kissing, they had no choice but to get up for school. They showered together and got dressed.

Then they went downstairs and had breakfast together. Then Yoseob panicked, he heard footsteps coming downstairs. Oh no! he totally forgot about his parents.

His father stepped into the living room. "Good morning Yoseob, who is your friend?" he asked.

Kikwang almost choked in his apple juice and Yoseob only scratched the back of his neck. "Eh this is Kikwang."

"Nice to meet you." His father said. Kikwang didn't have the chance to say anything back cause Yoseob's father gave Yoseob a pat on his hair before going out for a morning run.

Then his mother went downstairs, once again Yoseob introduced Kikwang.

"This is Kiki, I mean Kikwang." Yoseob said with a blush that appeared rapidly.

His mother smiled to herself, she knew it wasn't just a friendship, but she didn't mind at all.