Written In The Stars ☑️

CHAPTER 12

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Mew suddenly caressed my face, his eyes never leaving mine. His gaze burning with desire. He bit his lips and it sent massive chills all over my body.

"Mew..." was all I could ever say.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked.

I didn't answer. Instead, I pulled his face closer and pressed my lips against his. Sloppy. Needy. Passionately. I wanted this kiss. I dreamed of this.

Strike while the iron is hot, as they all say.

I opened my mouth and welcomed his equally needy tongue. My hands snaked around his neck as our tongues continued exploring each other's mouths. The feeling was exquisite. I heard Mew's soft little moans. Again, it turned me on in ways unimaginable. The flaming desire was mutual. When he suddenly bit my lower lip, I groaned. Not from pain but from pleasure.

We were kissing for God knows how long. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other's sweet lips. But I needed more. I pulled back. "Mew..." I stared at him, my hands still wrapped around his neck, our eyes communicating.

He knew what I wanted right away. "Are you sure? I don't want to force you."

"I am," I told him. I bit my lips just like what I learned from him.

I saw the excitement in his eyes. It made me proud.

Both of us felt it. Both of us wanted more than just kissing and making out at that very moment. Our bodies were telling us what they want. Who were we to deny them? I grinned at my own thoughts. I guess I'm really naughty.

"But... Can I go ahead and prepare myself first?" I shyly asked, my face turning red.

He chuckled. "What?"

I couldn't help but frown. "Are you deaf? I said I'll prepare myself for you. How do you think two men have sex?"

He burst out laughing. Should I be offended?

"Did you just declare that you're... a bottom?" He looked amused.

I wanted to disappear at that moment or the ground to swallow me whole.

He laughed again. When he looked at my not-so-happy facial expression, he held my face. Amusement still filled his eyes. "Of course I know. Sure, babe. Go ahead. Do it in my bedroom, okay?"

Did he just call me babe? Butterflies in my stomach fluttered.

"Go now. I'll follow after this." He pouted on the dishes.

"Why to your room?" I asked.

He grinned boyishly. "Uhhh... I may have expected what's going to happen tonight. And I also may have prepared some essentials beforehand."

My eyes widened.

He laughed. "Go now before I change my mind. Wait for me in my bed." He then gave me a seductive wink and lip bite.

What the hell? I turned to my heels right away as I felt myself flushing.

Mew was making me feel all sorts of things.

I giggled like a teenage boy.

This is it.

I spent over 30 minutes preparing myself in Mew's bathroom. I was excited but equally nervous. I wasn't scared of the aftermath of what we're planning to do. I knew Mew will be gentle and will take care of me as well. I just couldn't help but feel a little tensed. It's normal I guess.

When I got out of the bathroom, my eyes widened when I saw him on the bed, comfortably leaning on the headboard, his legs folded and his arms over his head. I paused at the door, suddenly getting conscious. I was only wearing his bathrobe and nothing else. God this is embarrassing.