Chapter 13. An Anniversary

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Hey guys! from this chapter onward there will be some graphic scenes described explicitly, I will warn before each chapter starts and start and end those parts with **. Please proceed to read with caution or simply skip those parts if you feel uncomfortable. Thanks!

I climb down the stairs early in the morning tomake breakfast. Today, I'm craving some pancakes, Dae Sung was asleep when Isnuck out of the room barefoot. When I get busy in the kitchen I hear himdescending the wooden stairs squealing beneath him. He finds me and a plate ofpancakes behind the counter. 

"You woke up early!" He points freshand cheerful. 

" I couldn't sleep." 

Since that day that he kissed metill I was dizzy, he never made another move on me. Even our sleeping arrangementwith the same usual distant is intact. I understand and give him time and spaceto process and see if this is his cup of tea. He places himself gracefully inthe chair. 

"They look good. Are they for your birthday?" 

So, heknows. My birthday is a sad reminder of that fall from the rooftop. But I needa monument from that horrendous night to know why I'm standing here. I drop mylook and turn to get his morning coffee

"It's my death anniversary aswell..." 

I cough to swallow the lump in my throat

"Maybe instead ofhappy birthday, I can design a happy death day with caramel on thepancakes." I joke hastily but he doesn't smile. 

"It was a joke. Ithink it's time to joke about it" 

His eyes study me and see the bitternessbehind the fake humor 

"No. It's not funny. I don't like these kinds ofjokes." 

I put the mug in front of him

"You're so cranky." Hegrows quiet then heaves a sigh 

"What were you thinking? Right when youwere up there, on that rooftop watching us from afar?" 

No one has everasked me that question. That's a vividly painful memory. Standing up there atthe mercy of the ruthless wind, looking down to him and Hyung like two darkdots on the ground, confused about the misery that was about to fall upon them,how I felt? 

"I felt like a god. Observing you, knowing I could make yousad in a minute, being invisible. But at the same time, I thought god must belonely. I felt lonely. I felt powerfully lonely. Because I had the power tofinish the pain." 

The lump in my throat crawls higher to clog thebreathing. I exhale sharply and turn away from Dae Sung's sad expression. Isthat moment still haunting him? I step behind the countertop facing him, hiseyes darker than a winter night. 

"Here! Bring the thermometer, check mytemperature!" 

I open my mouth so he could place the thermometer in mymouth like every day 

" Aaaa!"

I urge him. He launches forward and his lipscrush to my open mouth, making it a hostage. The pressure of his movementpresses me to the wall behind me as he takes advantage of my surprised state.He nips at my bottom lips opening it further and his arms wrap around my waistholding me secure. I kiss him back cherishing his heavenly taste as I gasp intohis consuming mouth. I cling to him yearning his full weight on me pressingtill my breath runs out. He pins me with his hands flying up to my loosecollar, dragging it down as his burning mouth lets go of my used, puffed lipsto slide along my jaw, leaving open-mouthed kisses trail on his way down to myneck. He stops there to torture my poor skin with his swirling tongue. Biting,sucking, and soothing it with his magical lips. His fingers fumble with thebuttons of my pajamas and undo them with swift skilled moves

** Now I'm bare under his wondering palm as his mouth explores my collarbone down to my chest. I pant and rest my head on the wall letting him caress my bumpy skin with his savage fingers. He stops his movements to come face to face with me breathing in my face

"Is this ok with you?" 

He rasps as his fingers grasp my nipple to pinch it gently which sends a sharp electrified jolt right into my mind. 

"If it's ok with you?" I manage to utter. 

His hands get bolder playing with my now sensitive nipples. He goes down and whispers into my chest" Let's find out." Then his voice vanishes into my skin when his sinful tongue darts out to lick the tip. my skin prickles under the circling motions of his tongue, and I shudder as his mouth closes around the perked-up bud in a wild suction that tingles all my insides. His other hand roams to lay on the other nipple, pinching it till it starts burning but in a good way. My head falls down to witness the maddening scene of him eating me like a piece of candy and I melt under him. I'm not the kind to get aroused by mere kissing but this, is another level of intimacy that I have never experienced and my body starts to react to his bold mouth on me, and I feel my shorts are getting tighter in the crotch area so my fingers dip into his shoulder

"I'm sorry!" 

I pant into his ears and his tongue stops patronizing my poor nipples as he comes up to stare at me with glistening lips and darkened eyes. 

"What are you sorry for? He says in a hoarse tone." 

His arm still holding my waist. 

"I..." 

I look down so he can take the cue but his eyes never leave mine

"I'm hard. I'm sorry." I say in a small voice and his arm abruptly drops on his side he retreats.**

I feel empty as he pulls back missing his hot mouth on my body already. 

"It must be freaky." 

He pushes back a strand of hair behind his back, his eyes avoiding the obvious bulge in my pants. 

"I must say it's a bit weird." 

It's like a bucket of cold water is poured on my head by his admission. I steal my gaze

"Then... I'm going to the bathroom" 

"En." 

He says as he steps aside to let me pass him my heart heavy. What did I expect? And this is a natural body reaction while involved in such intense sexual action. I should be more careful around him, he might be ok with kissing and leaving bite marks on me but apparently, he is not on board with dick-play or anything related to male genitalia. I already agreed that this whole physical interaction would be on his terms and it goes as far as he is comfortable with, then why I am so hurt by knowing that my erection freaks him out? Maybe because it's easy to kiss and goof around with someone and pretend that they are women but when they get hard it's an obvious sign of manhood that can't be ignored. By the time I'm in the safe space of the bathroom all the painful thoughts have taken me down and I have no urge or desire to get rid of my hard-on. I just sit there and wait till it goes flaccid again. When I come out of the bathroom I see him playing with Doggy, he looks up

"You haven't made a wish." 

Ah. I completely forgot about my birthday. I stand behind the counter he has put a candle on the piles of pancakes. I close my eyes. Happy Birthday, Dara. You gave me a chance to celebrate a day like this with Dae Sung. It's a bittersweet journey but I'm grateful for the chance you gave me. I wish you find your father there. I open my glistening eyes, to blow the candle. When I look up I see a mysterious look on Dae Sung's face and my heart flutters. 

"Happy Birthday Nam Il." 

His lips twist in a radiant smile and I forget I was sad a minute ago. At least I'm here. 

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