Red Strings

Red Strings 5/?

"What?"

"I'm sorry, but I remembered that I had something to do today. I need to check up on someone."

"What?" Taekwoon pouted slightly. "But I wanted to... Can't you do that another day?"

Wonsik bit his lip, staring at Taekwoon's wide begging eyes before sighing defeatedly, nodding his head. Taekwoon was quickly learning how to get things his way, not that he had to as Wonsik was more than willing to spoil him rotten with affection and the likes.

Wonsik flinch a little in surprise as Taekwoon's arms wrapped around his neck, lips colliding with his. Over the time span of a few days, the elder had perfected his way of kissing, able to keep up with Wonsik only when he was being fair. He still had trouble keeping up with his nipping, sucking and the occasional tongue coming to massage the elder's.

Oh yes, Wonsik was more than happy to comply with Taekwoon's requests if this is what he got in return.

He laid back down slowly, feeling Taekwoon climb up on his body cautiously so he was straddling him with knees on either side. Wonsik groaned into the kiss at the feeling of the elders weight over him, grasping at the shapely hips that pressed down against his own to restrain his movements.

"Wonsik..." Taekwoon mewled into the kiss when Wonsik's fingers dug into his skin a little too harshly, the younger whispering a soft sorry as his fingers unlatched themselves from the porcelain skin. He settled for gently placing his hands at the small of the others back, fingers slipping past the white t-shirt the other had worn. 

Taekwoon sighed into the kiss at the feeling of warm fingers caressing his body, not completely sure what it was he was feeling that coiled in his stomach hotly,  laying his body flat against the younger's in search of more contact. He gasped a breathless moan as Wonsik's wandering hands settled on his ass, not doing much but just the feel of the others large hands on him in that way made him tingle all over.

"D-Don't do that." Taekwoon pulled away from the kiss, leaning back so he was in a slight sitting position, avoiding Wonsik's questioning stare as a blush crept up his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, baby." Wonsik cooed as he pulled his hands away almost immediately, sitting up on his elbows so his face was closer to Taekwoon's, the latter turning away as the younger's nose skimmed his cheek affectionately. "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"No..." He paused, feeling embarrassment eat at him but he felt the urge to voice his problems to the other, "It's not that I don't like it... I just... W-Wonsik." Taekwoon ended up whining like a child, shifting his body back and forth with a pout as he was unable to say how he was feeling. "I-It's embarrassing."

"Hey! It's just me baby, you know you can tell me anything." He coaxed the other with a gentle and caring voice, knowing that the other was probably feeling sensations he wasn't quite use to just yet. He moved his body weight to one elbow, bringing slender fingers to grip Taekwoon's chin gingerly, pulling his head back to face him with smoldering eyes. "Tell me what's up baby, it's okay. I won't laugh, promise." He added a wink to seal his promise, watching in amusement at the way Taekwoon turned a pretty pink that he had began to like.

"I-I... I feel all... weird." Taekwoon began in that soft spoken voice of his, leaning his forehead against the others as the hand in his chin cupped his cheek instead, "My skin tingles and I feel all hot when we... you know..." His eyes downcast adorably, "kiss. Then when you touch me, something starts building up right here." he rubbed the lower part of his tummy soft. "I only feel that way when I... W-When I touch myself down there."

Wonsik bit into his bottom lip, staring at the angle in his lap with awe, "And?" He resisted the urge to think about how the other would've looked, laying down against the bed with his long legs spread as he jerked himself off, back arching just right as he came.