100 | jaeyong [1]

twelve (m)

Taeyong winces slightly as Jaehyun grasps the wound on his arm. Noticing, the younger moves his grip to be just below the wound.

"Stop worrying so much. It isn't healthy and it isn't helping anyone. I can understand why you're like this but maybe if you just tried to be calm for a few seconds even then you may just come up with some answers."

Taeyong shakes his head slowly. "There's no time, Jae. I either come up with a plan now or we may as well just hand ourselves straight back to the institute."

"Listen to me Taeyong" Jaehyun shakes him once, quite roughly. "If this plan is rushed then we might as well hand ourselves in."

"I-I lost Jisung. I can't lose any of you guys as well. I-I can't" The older stutters slightly.

Jaehyun finds his gaze landing on the silver haired's lips which are quivering slightly. Not being able to hold himself back, he presses his lips against the older's.

Taeyong's eyes widen when the sensation of the younger male's lips start to overtake his senses. It feels as if everything was shutting down inside his mind. Every thought just drifts into the oblivion to give enough attention to the touch receptors on silver haired's lips. The electric esthesis is like a gentle breeze wrapping around one's body during a sunny day - soothing and calming yet inflaming other senses.

Jaehyun breaks the kiss as his hands travel up to cup older male's prominent chin. His brown orbs lock with Taeyong's surprised ones.

"Stop talking" Jaehyun says and leans in once again to taste Taeyong lips with his tongue. "Stop thinking" younger male adds and connects their lips together once again. At the moment Taeyong is just stunned. He doesn't know how to response or how to react.

His mind is totally blank. It's like a white canvas that is ready to be colored. So he just lets the other male take a lead. He allows being painted with Jaehyun's colors.

The colors, he lost them a long time ago.

He opens his mouth allowing Jaehyun's tongue to sink in further into his insides making his worn out body even weaker. With every stroke of younger's tongue, Taeyong feels warmth palette of colors spreading around his moist cavern.

Taeyong feels as Jaehyun presses his body on his. His legs are getting weak under a pressure of the kiss so he's unconsciously backing himself to the bed. Suddenly the back of his knees hit the hem of the furniture.

He's being gently pushed by Jaehyun and his body falls on the mattress. His eyes open to see how Jaehyun takes off his shirt and unwraps the belt that holds the weapons. His lean body flexes in the dimmed light of the room. The warm rays outlining younger's features, glittering his milk-white skin.

Taeyong only licks his lips when Jaehyun climbs up on the bed. They are both keeping their eyes locked. Taeyong's body shivers seeing how Jaehyun's hungry eyes literally devour his whole figure. The younger male sits on older's hips, allowing his upper body to lean in. He steals a kiss, helping himself by holding silver haired male's chin in his hand when the other one's supporting his figure on the bed's mattress. Taeyong moans in the kiss feeling how Jaehyun's bottom rubs against his slowly hardening member.

"J-Jae" Taeyong mutters shutting his eyes when Jaehyun's fingers linger down his torso. "Do you really want-" he's stopped by brown haired male's finger on his lip. "Shhh" Jaehyun assures him. The former medical student wraps his hands on the hem of Jaehyun's shirt and lifts it up, his eyes fall on Taeyong's well-defined stomach.

"Just focus on me" Jaehyun lifts the shirt up when his head leans in, tracing the muscles with the wet kisses. Taeyong's hands wrap around the beddings when his mind goes wild with the sensation that is overcoming him.