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Chapter 84: Heart's Demands (Part 1)

How could not anyone pity and admire this beautiful man in front of him?

"Should we run away?" Hiro whispers to him, his stern brows set forthright in determination.

As Hiro smooches his moist thinned lips to Jin's soft and cold skin, he takes a firm hold of the young fellow's small waist and slowly and leisurely moved Jin's hips against his lower half.

Never had he been relieved with his stockpile fortune and assets he has never paid attention to until now would give him a bigger advantage at hand.

An excruciating chill ran over Jin's body and soul like an imbecile plague spreading heat in his body before he could even protest at such a bold suggestion the man has offered in broad daylight and before their parents' wedding.

He opens his mouth and presses his lids shut close as a breathy whisper of restraint escapes his dewy lips, "N-No."

Hiro blinks and freezes at his rejection.

He was panting roughly, his wide anxious eyes watching every bit of his enticing expression, "You don't want to?"

Distracted by Hiro guiding him well on his shameless grinding, Jin pondered at the corner of his head whether to shake his head or nod in disagreement to whichever rebellion they were doing.

"R-Running away--we can't." He can never do it and even though how dangerous this is, he can never entrust his mother to that all-smiley-I'm-loaded-smile of a man.

Hiro squeezes his buns out of habit and . . .

"Ahnng~"

His cheeks turn redder as he bites his lips to control the noise brazenly coming out of him unknowingly.

It's embarrassing . . . but he doesn't want to confess he likes the tingling sensation inside him every time Hiro does it. Ughh. At this moment, he just wants to tuck in and hide his face from embarrassment.

Slowly, Jin felt the corner of Hiro's lips lift when it teasingly brush and lick past him, trying to smoothen his stiff ones and Hiro still reigned himself upon the same taste of softness and tender texture of his velvety sweetness.

"Again," said Hiro. He wants to hear more.

He purrs. It's addicting.

He momentarily pauses and lets Jin breathe for air, his breath hitching at his beauty, profoundly mesmerized and smitten like he never was before.

His eyes fix on the movements of Jin's plump bottom petal once more. He gulps, never has been this thirsty and hungry for such craving unlikely from his usual self.

He wants to do it again. Would Jin be mad at him?

He groans, feeling his entire body aching and pulsing in need.

Never had he felt so overwhelmed.

His spellbound eyes stared down at the young fellow lovingly with a hint of bitter longingness, "Darling . . ."

He sweetly murmured as he calls for him over and over.

His lips melodiously brush against Jin's flushed skin as he speaks, coaxing the young fellow with his pleading half squinted eyes to waver down his walls and accept even a drop of his dark and aching soul.

"Dear," he once again calls, desperate and anxious. Would he?

He doesn't want to hurt him, but if listening to his desires and pursuing what seems to be so inevitable, he's afraid he might break him apart. That this aggressive surge he has was not fit for mortal gentleness.

For such slender existence as his little sprout, he's afraid a gush of wind could take such a blessing away from him instead.

Hearing those pleads unexpectedly escaping Hiro's lips, Jin gulps, his watery eyes in many difficulties holding it in after the stinging withdrawal of feeding and awakening his carnal desire.

W-Why'd he stop?

He opened his mouth to utter Hiro's name, to equal the longingness he carried for him too.

"Hiro."

And with that Hiro cups his small face that barely fits his touch and tilts his head to the other direction before taking his claim on him again.

His kiss always carried passion and desperateness, and Jin can't help but be completely helpless as he felt his soul was completely lured to him, surrendering its self-restraint while trying to subdue the darkness in him.

'It's okay. He gave his word. You're not alone anymore,' his subconscious repeats the mantra.

'You always weren't.' Perhaps it was the first of them both to feel such fear of future events.

Because there's no knowing what could happen to them both in the future as it is indeed wide and unpredictable. Now he understands why Hiro's worries would yet put to stop, so as his.

"Don't ever leave me."

Hiro repeatedly whispers over his skin, his fingertips kneading and rubbing against the numb muscles on his waist.

"I won't unless you want me to."

Jin bites his lips and voluntarily tips his head up to give Hiro's chin a brief peck.

A small sincere smile crossed over his lips that reaches the adorable curve of his eyes following the festive blossoming of his cherry blossom cheeks.

"I like you. I love you. I care for you." He continues without a breath missed. "If you wanted me here, then so I will."

Yes. He had decided to accept this beautiful man in front of him.

He can never leave him. "It's not a confession but a lifetime oath," Jin whispers back gently holding the man's face between his hands.

Because even if he wanted to, there's no guarantee his soul wouldn't grieve to its grave with regret.

He doesn't know what love is and what drives someone to be fully devoted to one person but if love defines death over life, weakness over strength, but joy over sadness.

Then yes, he loves him.

Author's Note:

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