!vanilla smut alert!

With a trembling hand, he pressed the bell, waiting until someone will open the door. Jisung had no idea, why he agreed to Hyunjin's offer. He was a little bit afraid of Hwang's character and past but on the other hand, those things intrigued him. He knew that this evening could have a twofold ending and honesty, Jisung didn't know what to expect and he was even more unsure of what he wanted.

It has been already dark outside when he reached the elder's house. The sky was covered in dense clouds, which deepened the darkness even more. Honestly, he felt anxiety creeping down his heart while he was on his way to Hwang's home, almost running from one streetlight to another one. Maybe he was acting like a girl, but he was afraid of darkness and couldn't help that. But finally, he arrived safely, so what more could have happened to him since Hyunjin was right there?

After some time the door had been opened and Jisung saw the smiling face of the black-haired man.  The younger smiled too, giving him the crisps and a bottle of iced tea that he had bought earlier. The taller one took the food from him, letting him in.  He put those things on the shelf, and when he closed the door again, he looked at the shorter, who had taken off his shoes. Hyunjin opened his hands, gathering the smaller boy into his arms.  He hugged him tightly, feeling the boy's sweet vanilla scent overwhelm him.

"Hey, bae" he greeted, muttering those words into the younger's neck, which made him shiver. He couldn't understand why Hwang was making him react like this.

The younger one also snuggled into the taller's body, allowing himself to sink his nose into his black hoodie. He clenched his fists on the fabric of the garment, closing his eyes and resting his head on the boy's shoulder. Sometimes there are advantages to being short.

Hwang put his hands around Jisung's waist, pulling the brunet in even closer. His heart was beating fast because finally, he had someone he cared for so close to him. He placed a wet kiss on Han's neck, relishing his sweet scent, which had a calming effect on him.

"Hey" he murmured finally, not moving away from Hyunjin. He felt so pleased in his arms. At this moment he didn't want to move ever again. "This pet name is stupid"

"Of course, darling" he laughed which made the brown-haired boy roll his eyes. But even though his heart skipped a beat, making him snuggle into the elder's body even more. "Let's go upstairs."

Jisung shook his head, pressing his lips into a line and still not opening his eyes.  He felt pleasantly warm like he had finally found his place in the world. Hyunjin laughed, pressing his lips to the younger's ear.

"Come on, when we'll get there, I won't let you out of my arms till we'll fall asleep" he whispered, making the shorter boy shiver again.

"Appealing idea" he answered, unwillingly moving away. He took the food that he brought here from the shelf, then lifted them up a little. "So let's go eat!" he added, moving his eyebrows and making the elder boy laugh again.

Hwang shook his head in amusement and went to the kitchen. He took two glasses from there and he returned to his boyfriend with whom he went upstairs to his room.

At first, Jisung felt a little uncomfortable because he's never been there before, but when Hyunjin made him lie down on his bed, tossing him a bag of chips and pouring the drink into two glasses, he felt he didn't need to feel this way. Somewhere inside, he knew that he could have been himself next to Hyunjin, that he didn't have to pretend, because after all, Hwang still wanted him, even though he already has known his real personality.

After a moment, the elder joined him, pulling himself up into a sitting position. He turned on the TV, silently gesturing to the younger one to open the chips he had brought. So he did as he watched Hwang turn on the well-known Netflix app.

"What do we want to watch?" he asked, not moving his eyes away from the screen. The shorter boy bit his lip.

"For sure we're not going to watch a horror movie" he stated, which made the black-haired laugh. He frowned, waiting for the taller's answer.

"Don't worry, I don't like horrors either" he said, looking at the brunette.

"Same as me" he added. Hwang extended his hand to him, wanting to give him a high-five, but the younger boy rolled his eyes.

"What? We're perfectly matched."

In the end, they chose one of the most popular sci-fi movies that they both had already seen before. Hyunjin settled down comfortably on the bed and as promised he hugged the smaller boy, pulling him against his torso.

The only thing that could have been heard in the room was the movie's soundtrack, which mixed with a rustle that disturbed it every time either of them reached for the chips. They were focused on the movie because, in the end, no one had to be afraid of it, because they preventively rejected the option of watching a horror movie.

They were both in reclining positions, leaning against the headboard of the host's bed. Hyunjin's left arm was tightly wrapped around Jisung's waist, whose head was resting on the black-haired boy's rising chest.

It was peaceful and cosy.  Nothing disturbed Jisung's fearful nerves as he lay there in Hyunjin's arms, not caring about the rest of the world. And perhaps this blissful state would have lasted longer if it hadn't been interrupted by a phone that suddenly began ringing.  Hyunjin unwillingly loosened his grip, leaning towards the device.

"Mom?" he mumbled, still looking at the screen. He stopped the movie, just in time to hear his mom's voice. His parents were visiting their aunt so he was surprised to see the call.

"Hyunjin, we're staying at aunt Soo's tonight" she stated and the black-haired nodded his head. "The storm is coming" she explained which made everything clear. His aunt was living about an hour away from their house and his dad who was the only one besides him who had a driver's licence hated driving through the rain. He nodded again even though his mom wasn't able to see that. "It's not a problem, right, sweetheart? Check the fuse, please, so they won't blow like the last time."

"Okay" he sighed, getting up from the bed. Jisung immediately felt cold.

"Have a good evening, darling" she added and then hang up.

The boy stretched a little, looking at the younger boy. He sent him an apologetic smile.

"I have to check the fuse box" he announced. "I'll be right back, I swear" he added and then left the room, leaving the shorter boy alone.

Immediately the pleasant atmosphere disappeared, and a small grimace appeared on the brown-haired's face. It was so cosy and it disappeared. He sighed heavily, pulling his legs up. He wrapped his hands around them, resting his chin on his knees. Air flew out of his mouth and he was just momentarily disappointed. But when the room was suddenly filled with a bright light that must have been caused by lightning, a cold shiver ran down his spine. The storm was another thing he was afraid of, and maybe it was childish while he's been already a grown man, but for some reason, it was still making him tremble with fear. He pulled his legs even tighter against his torso, squeezing his eyes shut, feeling his heart beat faster because of the sudden stress. But in the end, he couldn't panic, Hyunjin was downstairs and it was just a storm. He wasn't in danger. He was fine...

And then he heard a thunder that made all his rationality disappear. He squeaked loudly, involuntarily pressing his hands to his ears. His breathing quickened and his heart started beating at an alarming pace. Did he really have to be afraid of everything?

At this point, only one solution seemed ideal to him — he needed to be close to Hyunjin, who after all was only one floor away from him. Pressing his hand to his mouth to keep himself from making those unmanly sounds again, he got up abruptly from the bed, lunging to the door. He ran down the stairs as quickly as possible, ignoring the fact that his feet were bouncing off the floor with a loud noise. Now the only thing that mattered was to get to Hyunjin as soon as possible, and he wanted to do it immediately, even if he had to fall down the stairs for it. And when he finally got downstairs, feeling his heart beat very fast and his breath rushing greedily through his mouth, he saw an older man standing in the kitchen, checking the fuses placed in one of the cabinets. He ran towards him quickly and wrapped his arms around his waist, tucking his face against the back of his hoodie. Immediately Hyunjin's presence started to soothe the younger's nerves. The taller one, feeling the smaller body pressed against him, turned around in Jisung's embrace, hugging him as well. He didn't quite know what was going on, but he automatically felt the nervousness emanating from the younger boy's body. His breathing was rapid and his body began to tremble.

"You've started to miss me already?" he laughed, trying to loosen the atmosphere. He pulled Jisung in, tugging him closer to his body and brushing his brown hair with his right hand.

However, it all became clear as another thunder was heard. The younger one squealed loudly, pressing his face into the crock of Hyunjin's neck and tightening his fingers on his hoodie. He tried to remind himself in his head that it was just an ordinary storm, and that he wasn't in danger, but the fears were stronger. He hated them so much that he wanted to be braver for his whole life. Admittedly he didn't know that all these fears made Hyunjin think that he was cute, but he wanted to get rid of them anyways. Hwang hugged him tightly, placing his chin on the brunette's shoulder. He could perfectly hear his rapid breathing and felt how his body was shaking in his arms. He quickly understood what was happening and tried to drown out the sounds of the storm by humming a random song. And after a while, the younger's tensed body relaxed a bit, and Han's breath which was hitting the taller boy's neck calmed down. Hyunjin's presence calmed him down better than anything else, and he was beginning to wonder if Hwang had even surpassed Felix, who had been number one in this category for years.

"Is everything alright?" the elder asked when he considered that Jisung's momentarily panic attack had passed away. He moved away a little bit, looking directly into his dark and scared eyes. The shorter nodded his head and sniffed. Now he felt ashamed of the way he acted. "Why didn't you tell me that you're afraid of storms? If I knew I wouldn't leave you there."

Jisung sighed quietly, staring at the floor. He honestly didn't know the answer. He felt ashamed of his fears, found them terribly unmanly and knew that many people would laugh at him if they knew about them. He would like to get rid of them, but he couldn't. He didn't feel as if he was good enough around Hyunjin, and those silly fears made him feel even more inadequate. He didn't understand what Hyunjin saw in him — for him he was just an ordinary, unremarkable, grey person with a lot of fears.

"Because it's nothing" he mumbled, staring at the floor. He felt a blush appearing on his cheeks, as always in the wrong moment.

"Don't say that Jisung" the elder said immediately, reaching out for the latter's hand. "Everything that you're afraid of matters for me. I want you to feel safe beside me."

Finally, Jisung rose his head, looking into Hyunjin's dark eyes. They were sparkling with w joy, which made him feel like the black-haired boy told the truth. Han smiled, nodding his head.

"Your presence is enough. When you're next to me, everything's alright" he stuttered out and then stood on his tiptoes to leave a quick peck on the taller's lips. Maybe they were a couple and they had talked about more nasty things but such gestures were still making Jisung's heart beat faster. He stood on his full feet again and smiled widely, feeling burning on his cheeks.

Hyunjin sighed with relief and the sound of another thunder broke in the room. Jisung squeezed his hand tighter, so Hwang caressed his cheek to remind him that he was there for him and there was nothing to be afraid of. He lifted the younger's chin gently, smiling broadly.

"Let's go upstairs" he proposed and Jisung agreed with a nod.

A moment later they were both back in the older's bedroom, climbing onto the soft bed again. This time, however, the taller one pulled Jisung even closer to him, pulling him onto his lap and making him shriek. He smiled to himself as he wrapped his hands around the shorter's narrow waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. Jisung shook off his shock, also began to laugh too. Then he grabbed the remote and resumed the movie. He rested his back on the black-haired man's torso, nesting himself and snuggling even closer to Hyunjin's body.

Jisung began to pay attention to the movie again, but Hyunjin's gaze lingered on the younger of them. Maybe he could only see the edge of his mouth and his round and therefore cute cheeks, but that was enough for him. He just couldn't take his eyes off him when he was near. He could spot so many unique things about Han that none of their schoolmates could see. Maybe some of them considered Jisung to be only a short and timid nerd, but he saw his whole world in him. From his point of view, Jisung was perfect and the last thing he wanted was to hurt him. But at the same time, Jisung was making him think in ways he never did before. Jisung was keeping the elder's thoughts in disarray and his senses were going mad.

Maybe he knew it was a bit hasty and he could hurt Jisung if something went wrong, but it was an impulse. He gently kissed the shorter's neck, then nudged the same place with his nose. And maybe Jisung really came there only to watch the movie, but at that moment a shiver ran up his spine. The brown-haired boy sighed uncontrollably, involuntarily moving back a little, making it even worse for Hyunjin. Nevertheless, Jisung chose to ignore the small gesture that Hwang gave him, still staring at the screen. If only he knew that it was only the beginning.

The thunders seemed to disappear in the background as he began to shiver even more because of Hyunjin's small play, who was attacking his neck with kisses. He was leaving small kisses on it, sometimes holding his lips against his skin for a little longer. Jisung still hadn't given him a verbal answer and that is why he pressed his lips against Jisung's flawless skin for even longer, then biting on it and sucking it gently. A red mark began to form on his skin and a soft sigh escaped from Han's lips.

Jisung couldn't deny that he was getting turned on too — because all of these gestures were making him feel a pleasant warmth. Whenever Hyunjin initiated something between them he felt the same emotions — he wanted to drown in this strange and unknown excitement, he felt intrigued and he wanted to let the older do whatever he wanted but at the same time, he felt fear. Hyunjin complimented his body, which made him blush and smile like a teenager. Hyunjin was his first real partner and the first person that he really liked, so it was obvious that his feelings seemed to overtake him with twice their power. Those stupid butterflies were rushing in his belly, and his cheeks were burning like fire but still, he wanted Hyunjin to continue what he was doing, even if he was nervous. He felt very pleased, but he knew that this strange feeling of fear was caused by the fact that all those things were new to him. However, he wanted to overcome this feeling.

And Hyunjin seemed to sense it too — the fact that Jisung chose not to resist, that he let him keep going. He smiled again, kissing his neck once again.  He reached for the remote control, feeling that no one was paying attention to the movie anymore. He turned off the movie, and then put his hand on the thigh of the boy who was sitting on his lap. He squeezed his fingers gently, revealing Jisung's shoulder with his other hand and exactly in this place he left another kiss. This time he bit on his skin too, leaving another blue mark on it, decorating his skin so beautifully.  He smiled at the sight, moving his hand a little bit upwards and leaning over the shorter's boy ear. He was trying to study his reactions all the time because even though he was starting to think like a typical Hyunjin again, he wouldn't forgive himself if he hurt Jisung. He had fought for him for too long and he adored him too much to hurt him. And when he heard Jisung sigh sweetly because of his fingers moving upwards, he breathed with relief, placing another kiss on his lobe.

"Baby" he whispered with a low voice, which made the brown-haired boy shiver again. "You're so fucking hot. My sweet, precious baby boy."

And these words were like a nail in the shorter's boy coffin. He didn't know why he was reacting so hard, why he was so turned on by just ordinary words, but in some paradoxical way, he liked it. He didn't fully realise what he was doing but he moved further into Hyunjin's body and this time it caused the elder boy to blush. Because even though Hwang initiated this situation, he didn't expect Jisung to react to his gestures. He didn't want to be pushy, but now it seemed that the younger boy was starting to act more willingly. Indeed, Jisung hadn't been in a situation like this before but in his own, quiet room he had done some things. He was a very curious person and wasn't afraid to seek answers to his questions, so when this strange feeling appeared in his lower abdomen in the evenings, he decided to look for answers on how to get rid of it.

Because of Jisung's sudden move, Hyunjin felt pressure in a such sensitive place and he groaned involuntarily, thus clenching his fingers tighter on the upper part of the brown-haired's thigh. The shorter one made a startled squeak as he turned slightly towards the older one. And that was the moment when he realized where his ass was. He blushed even more, moving his gaze away from the heated face of the taller. He rolled over on his lap, dropping Hwang's hand off his thigh. He put both hands on his shoulders, tentatively looking up.

"Hyunjin..." he stuttered out, suddenly feeling overtaken with shame caused by what was happening between them. "Are we?"

And when he managed to meet the elder's eyes, he saw a strange mixture of feelings in them — yes, there was something in them that could easily be identified as desire, but mostly they were filled with something else, something that filled them every time Jisung was nearby him — adoration. And maybe it was hasty, but at this point, he decided to give in no matter what was going to happen. Somewhere inside, he felt that Hyunjin won't hurt him. Something else was starting to take over his actions and he let it be. Without waiting for the black-haired reply, he bent down, connecting their lips and answering his own question.

Their innocent kiss quickly turned into something more emotional. Hyunjin grabbed Jisung's waist tighter. He pulled him up even closer and Han placed his legs on both sides of the elder's hips. He caressed the black-haired's cheeks which were only a little bit less red than his own. He smiled through the kiss as Hyunjin sucked on his lower lip. It was turning him on but at the same time, Hyunjin treated him with such gentleness and subtlety as if he was scared of hurting him.

When one of Hyunjin's hands went down his hip, he moved closer, unintentionally brushing his crotch against the elder's one. It was so sudden, that their kiss had been broken and the symphony of moans had filled the room. Jisung leaned his forehead against Hyunjin's, closing his eyelids. He felt warmth spreading around his body. But the state he was in deepened even more when Hwang hooked his finger on the edge of the brown-haired's tight jeans.

"Shh, I'll make you fine" Hyunjin added, following the feelings that spread on the younger's face with his gaze. The smaller boy whined loudly because he couldn't bear the tension. How was it even possible, that Hwang was causing such reactions from his body only with his words?

A strong shiver ran through his body, making him clench his fingers on the taller's shoulders. He wasn't sure what he should do but he liked this situation. Maybe he tried to keep Hyunjin at a distance but it was caused by his fear which now disappeared completely. Embarrassment was the last bad feeling that was left in him but Hyunjin seemed to destroy this boundary by slipping his fingers under Han's hoodie.

Another whine escaped his lips as Hyunjin tugged his hoodie up and then rubbed his skin with his thumbs. The storm didn't matter anymore because Hyunjin was near him — this was all he needed to feel happy and safe. He didn't believe in things that happened in his life these days. He was finally happy but it all still seemed so unreal to him. But suddenly he was snapped out of these ruminations because of Hyunjin's lips which were pressed to his collarbone. He widened his eyes, overwhelmed by Hwang's touch. The black-haired man pulled up his hoodie even more, and then he willingly helped him to take it off. Suddenly he felt extremely exposed, although he was still wearing his pants. His cheeks turned pink again and he looked down. The taller boy pressed his lips against his collarbone again and Jisung sighed softly, clenching his fingers on the older boy's shoulders. Hyunjin put his hands again on his waist, gently kissing the skin above his collarbone, making a red mark on that spot.

"Hyunnie, you know that I..." he stumbled, lowering his gaze again. Hyunjin's touch seemed to burn his skin, but this feeling seemed to be pleasant at the same time. He felt his cheeks turn into bright pink colour again. "I've never slept with anyone" he stuttered and felt Hyunjin moving his hands from his waist to his hot cheeks. He squished them gently and then he left fond kisses on both of them, at the end leaving the last peck on his soft lips.

"I know" he answered after he left another peck on his skin, this time kissing his forehead. "I'll be gentle, I swear" he promised, resting his hands on the younger's slim waist again. He wanted to behave like he said this because even though Jisung was turning him on like no one else, he didn't want to hurt him. He was fighting for him for too long. "I mean if you want this. I won't do anything if you're not ready. One word and..."

And at this moment his speech was interrupted by younger's lips, which landed on those of his again. Jisung pressed harder against his lips, placing his hands on the elder's shoulders. Hyunjin understood the message immediately. Jisung made him sure by moving away a little bit because he didn't see any hesitance in the younger's eyes. They weren't a couple for a long time, but he already has learnt how to read feelings from the smaller's eyes.

"I know" he sighed. He felt the taller boy's fingers catch on the verge of his jeans again. He moved forward unconsciously again, making Hwang groan. His ass landed right on the elder's hardening crotch and this didn't make it easier for both of them. "I just wanted you to know. You know, if I'm not good enough or if I'll do something wrong."

This time black-haired drew closer to the latter, stealing a quick peck from his lips.

"You're perfect and nothing will change that."

After those words, before the brown-haired realized what was happening, Hyunjin switched their positions, carefully laying the shorter's fragile body on the mattress. For another time this evening, he left a kiss on his lips and then he began to go down. He was leaving cute kisses and short pecks on his jawline and then passed through red marks on his collarbone. For a short moment, he hooked his tongue over the brown-haired's left nipple, making him moan out of surprise. He smiled into his skin, going even lower where he found younger's flat tummy. He didn't want to waste any more time so he began to shower him with more kisses, sometimes sucking on Jisung's sensitive skin for a little longer. And when he felt Jisung squirm, he looked up at him, staring at Han's face.

Indeed, in the meantime, Jisung was going through hard moments. He didn't understand what was happening with his body, even though he experimented with his body because of curiosity a couple of times. Now, however, he was reacting to every Hyunjin's slight gesture with unusual tenderness — his body trembled uncontrollably and moans were escaping from his mouth. He couldn't control his reactions, and Hwang, who was going downwards with kisses, was turning him on even more. And as soon as he saw the black-haired looking at him from below, a strong shiver ran down his spine. He threw his head back as one of Hyunjin's hands caressed his thigh tenderly while the other traced circles along his waist. He squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the older's next move. And when he nudged his crotch with his nose through the fabric of his pants out of sudden, another sigh escaped from his mouth. It was uncontrollable the same as the sudden urge to push the hips forward in the touch's direction. Then, however, he heard a friendly chuckle made by the elder who leaned on his elbows, looking up at his boyfriend's face again.

"What's happening, baby? he asked, smiling flirtatiously. After a second Han felt one of the older's big hands start to tease his crotch and this made him throw his head back again, as he tried to understand the black-haired's words. "What do you want me to do?"

Only those words were enough to make Jisung whine again. But when the older boy rubbed his hardening crotch again, he lost the ability to form any logical answer.

"I don't know, anything" he answered, panting quietly. Maybe Hyunjin's gestures and moves were gentle, but even though they were overwhelming him with a double force. "Just take care of me."

He didn't have to tell it twice. Hyunjin bent down, placing another kiss on the younger's belly, just above the edge of his pants. He sucked exactly at this spot and then he unbuttoned his pants.

"Is this alright?" he asked lovingly, and when the younger nodded his head while not opening his eyes, he grabbed the edge of his jeans, pulling them downwards. Jisung was left only in his briefs, but this fact didn't matter anymore because his eyes were shut close and he was focusing on the older's so damn pleasant touch. And when Hyunjin kissed his cock through the boxers' fabric, he moaned again. He pressed his hand to his lips, trying to muffle all those weird noises that were escaping from his mouth. His heart was beating so damn quickly and he's mind was a complete mess. It was something new, something scary in its curiosity. But even though, he liked this and he didn't want this to stop. "And this?" he asked after, kissing the smaller's length again. Jisung nodded furiously, not wanting Hwang to stop. And when he thought that he was going to feel the elder's touch in this sensitive place again, Hyunjin slipped his hand under his body, squeezing his asscheek. Jisung whined even louder because of this sudden move and even his hand couldn't muffle this sound. "What about this?" he asked again, wanting to be completely sure that he won't hurt his darling. Jisung managed to open his eyes, looking at the elder who was located between his legs.

"Please, don't stop" he whispered, feeling another wave of warmth appear on his cheeks. He didn't want to see Hwang's reaction to his words and that's why he closed his eyes again, waiting for his next move. He needed him so much. 

"Then lay down on your belly, baby" he commanded and Jisung obeyed immediately.

He rolled over obediently on his tummy, nestling his face into the pillow, which was smelling of Hyunjin's shampoo. At this moment he was really thankful that he could do that because the pillow could muffle his embarrassing sounds. He wasn't sure what was going to happen next and that's why he rested on his elbows, tentatively lifting his hips slightly upwards. And before he could react, Hwang rested one of his hands on his asscheek. The black-haired man tightened his fingers, tearing out another sweet moan out of his mouth. His hips dropped automatically and he pressed his face tighter into the pillow. Hyunjin, however, didn't allow this to happen, holding his hips up and still clenching his fingers on his right asscheek. He giggled melodiously, looking at the state that he was pushing the younger boy into. He had to admit that he liked it so fucking much. He knew that there was no reason to resist anymore and that's why he slipped one of his fingers behind the edge of Jisung's briefs and leaned over the shorter boy's back. Jisung felt Hyunjin's hot breath on his skin, which caused goosebumps.

"I'm gonna ask once again" he announced, wanting to be sure that he wasn't doing anything against Jisung's will. He didn't want to hurt him. He felt desire growing in his body, but it wouldn't matter anymore if only he did something against the younger's will. Jisung rose higher on his elbows, tearing his face apart from the pillow and looking at the kneeling boy from behind his shoulder. "Are you sure? If you don't want to do this, we can stop it."

Jisung only rolled his eyes, smiling friendly.

"Don't worry, Hyunnie. I want this. If something will hurt, I will tell you about this" he promised which caused a smile on the taller's face. However, after those words brown-haired pushed his hips backwards, desperately wanting some touch. "But hurry up, please, because your babyboy is getting impatient."

And only when he saw the expression that appeared on the elder's face, he realized what he said. He whined with embarrassment, nestling his face into the pillow again. Before he could kill himself because of the shame, he felt Hyunjin's long fingers slip behind his briefs' edge. Black-haired pulled them down and Jisung was left completely naked beside cute socks that were still stuck on his feet. Stress, fear and embarrassment were eating him out from the inside but he wanted this so much that he couldn't submit to those feelings. Hwang's touch was his addiction and he couldn't run away from this. And when he felt a hot breath on one of his asscheeks, another shiver ran through his body. He knew that he won't last long on his elbows and that's why he wanted to lay down flat on the mattress. Although the taller boy didn't let him do this, holding him up and kissing one of his asscheeks out of a sudden. Jisung moaned again, but this sound was muffled by the pillow. Little did he know, but it was only the beginning. Hyunjin got even closer which made Jisung feel the elder's breath on his hole. Hwang smiled to himself, seeing how hard the shorter boy was reacting to his gestures. Brown-haired was trembling, barely holding up in the right position even though he got only so little. However, Hyunjin didn't want to wait any longer and that's why he leaned even further, licking past the shorter's rim. Jisung shrieked out of shock, feeling this type of touch for the first time in his life. He had experimented with his body for few times, but it was the first time when he felt somebody's touch in this sensitive place because until today his short fingers were the only thing that had been in him. And that's why this small gesture made his knees tremble. He didn't know how long he was going to last in this position, but when Hyunjin pressed his tongue harder onto his hole, he made Jisung sure, that it won't be long. One of the black-haired's hands spread his asscheeks, while the other was holding him up in the right position. He thrust his tongue a little bit deeper, being careful not to hurt the younger. This movement was much more gentle than if he did this with his fingers and that's why after a moment muffled moans were tearing out of Jisung's lips again. Hyunjin had to admit, that he wanted to hear them properly, but mainly he wanted to please the younger boy and nothing else mattered. He started to move his tongue a little bit harder, now spreading the brown-haired boy's asscheeks with both his hands. Jisung began to tremble with even more force. Hyunjin pressed against the younger's hole even harder, feeling him clench his walls around Hwang's tongue. Maybe it was disgusting for some people, but he wanted to make Jisung feel good and that's what mattered to him the most. However, Han was fighting with himself, trying not to give up — his hands and knees were trembling, barely letting him stay in the position that Hwang set him in. He knew that if Hyunjin wasn't holding him up, he would collapse onto the mattress a long ago. Hyunjin was fucking his hole with his tongue, letting him feel new experiences. But he didn't want to come like this — if they came so far, then he wanted to give himself up to Hyunjin.

"Hyunjinnie" he stuttered out in between whines. Hwang lifted from above his butt immediately, afraid that he did something wrong. Little did he know, the truth was the complete opposite. "Please, take me right now."

"I don't want to take you like a slut or something" he answered immediately. "I want to make love with you."

Carefully he rolled over the smaller's body again, pulling himself up and hanging above Jisung. He looked directly into his eyes, searching for any kind of hesitance. Maybe he was complaining about a little amount of any kind of intimate moments, but now he didn't want to hand control over his body to desire. He cared about Jisung so much and hurting him was the last thing that he wanted to do. And even though he tried, he couldn't find any hesitance in the younger's eyes. That's why he connected their lips for a moment, swearing to himself that Han's comfort and pleasure were the most important thing no matter how much Jisung was turning him on. With this attitude, he stood up from the bed, reached to the bedside table and he took the lube out of it. Before he came back to his baby, he took off his t-shirt and hoodie, because he didn't want Han to feel uncomfortable as he was the only naked one. Again he found himself between his thighs, sending him a loving smile. His comfort was really the most important thing for him. Maybe Jisung wasn't his first sexual partner and he had experienced more spicy bed adventures but all of them didn't matter anymore. Now it was a completely different situation, because to Jisung he felt something that he hadn't felt before and that's why he could control his body and eclipse his own desires.

"It can sting a little bit at the beginning" he warned, opening a lube and pouring it on his fingers. "But if you want to stop, tell me. One word and I'll stop, I swear."

Jisung giggled happily, ignoring the fact that he was laying completely naked underneath his boyfriend, waiting for him to start stretching him. He just wanted to feel him closer or even better — inside him.

"I know, silly" he said, closing his eyes again and smiling involuntarily. "You were right, I've fingered myself before."

And even though it might have sounded weird, but those words calmed Hyunjin down. He didn't want to hurt Jisung and the information that he did touch himself made him realise that Jisung knew about the discomfort that will appear at the beginning of stretching. He checked if his fingers were well lubricated and then he placed one of them on Jisung's hole, which was already wet because of his saliva. He pressed one of his fingers past the rim, feeling the younger's muscles tense. He stopped when half of his finger was inside, at the same time connecting their lips to distract Jisung a bit. He kissed his soft lips gently, pushing his finger deeper. And when he finally felt that the smaller's body relaxed, he began to move his finger carefully. He didn't want to hurt Jisung and that's why he promised himself that he'll stretch him properly even if it's gonna take some time. A longer moment had passed before he could add the second finger, but the sound that escaped Jisung's lips after he did it, made his dick twitch. Jisung got used to the presence of two fingers in his body quicker, so Hyunjin started to thrust into him again, at first slowly, then a little bit more vigorously, listening to all those pretty moans and whines that were no longer muffled by the pillow. All those sounds were making him feel like he should just skip another step because he felt his own cock pulse in his pants. But he swore to himself, that he was going to make Jisung's first time perfect and he didn't want to break this promise.

When he added the third finger, he stopped showering the younger's face with kisses, moving away a little bit and looking at him from the top. Han's cheeks were covered with a deep shade of pink, his eyes were shut and his brown strands settled on his forehead. Hyunjin saw reddish and blueish marks on his skin in some places which made him proud because he was the one who made them. In his eyes, Jisung was the prettiest person in the world no matter if he was looking at his made-up and all dressed-up body or at his naked, natural body like at this moment. It didn't matter because he loved him in the way he was.

The shorter's moans were getting higher with every second and this was making Hyunjin's pants feel even tighter. He let himself move his wrist quickly and everything went smoothly and that is why he decided that Jisung was stretched well enough. He took his three fingers out of the younger's ass and he got a dissatisfied grunt as an answer. Jisung pulled himself up a little bit, looking at what was Hyunjin doing. Maybe he was afraid and stressed because it was his first time, but the desire, which was controlling him now, wanted to beg Hyunjin to take proper care of his body. With a spark in his eyes, he watched as Hwang stood up from the bed and unbuttoned his pants. He took them off and now was left only in his boxers. He slipped his fingers past the edge, also watching his boyfriend. He pulled them down, watching the shocked expression that appears on Han's face. The black-haired smiled feistily, examining Jisung's face — his eyebrows went up a little bit and swollen lips parted slightly. The brown-haired's gaze moved from his boyfriend's figure to his own cock. He quickly realized that their size was different and honestly he didn't know if he should be happy or scared, because this thing was going to enter him in a moment. Hyunjin found his place in between his legs again, both of his hands resting on the shorter's thighs. He spread his legs more, reaching for the lube again. The cold gel covered his fingers and then he spread it on his cock. He looked at Jisung's face, moving closer to him. He hovered over him again and wanted to make sure that brown-haired boy wanted this. He was going to open his mouth to ask the question, but Jisung overtook him.

"If you're gonna ask me if I want this, then I'm gonna change my mind" he threatened which made Hyunjin smile. The taller pushed his bangs away from his forehead and then bent over and connected their lips again.

He hadn't said a word, still pressing their lips together. Hyunjin lifted the younger's hips and while still kissing his lips, he directed his cock to Jisung's hole. Han made a panicked moan, which got lost between Hwang's soft lips. The black-haired wanted to distract Jisung a little bit by kissing him for the worst part of the sex and partly he did well — Jisung focused on following the kiss rather than focusing on the pain. And when Hwang finally bottomed out, he rested his forehead on the Jisung's one. He looked into his eyes, smiling fondly. Hyunjin didn't see any hesitance, sorrow or fear in his eyes. Jisung was smiling as well because he was waiting for it too — even though he was just a little scared. The shorter entangled his fingers in the older boy's black and slightly wavy hair, tugging at the tips. He tried to distract himself from the pain which was piercing his lower body. Jisung was really thankful that Hyunjina waited patiently, giving him time to get used to it. In return he tried not to show any signs of pain, gritting his teeth tightly against his lip. And although the pain didn't disappear completely, it definitely decreased.

"I think I'm ready" he whispered tentatively. Hyunjin only nodded his head.

The first thrust made the pain come back even though it left only a moment ago. He shut his eyes again, pulling harder at Hwang's black strands. The black-haired lifted the smaller's hips even more, wanting to please him in the best way. It worked because Jisung moaned again, motivating the taller.  Hyunjin really was holding back, not wanting to act like an asshole under any circumstances. His boyfriend's first time was supposed to be pleasant, so he only made slow and at first partial thrusts, stroking his thigh with one hand. He moved the second hand to move his hip, helping to keep the brown-haired boy in the right position. And only when Hwang accidentally hit the shorter boy's prostate their sex became sloppier. Han squealed loudly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed with pleasure.

"Faster" Jisung begged, lifting his hips on his own, trying to find the right angle.

He succeeded because the pleasure started to hit him with every thrust. The room was filled with their moans, which were muffled by their lips from time to time. Jisung felt the climax getting closer because a damn nice feeling filled him from the inside, but Hyunjin started to move faster inside the younger boy, seeking for his own orgasm. He moved his hand from Han's thigh to the throbbing cock of the brown-haired boy, wrapping his fingers around it. He began to move his hand in the rhythm of his thrusts.  Han's walls fit so perfectly around his dick that he didn't need much to come. And so it was indeed, because a moment after, along with the loud groan, Hyunjin came inside Han, slipping out of him with a wet sound. At the same time, white sperm covered Jisung's belly and the black-haired's hand. Maybe their sex wasn't exhausting and passionate, but it was rather emotional lovemaking, and it was enough for both of them. Hyunjin fell down next to Han's body and hugged his limb body.  The breaths of both of them calmed down slowly as they stared at the ceiling. What had just happened was still somehow unbelievable to them.

And only when Jisung completely got rid of the shock caused by the orgasm, he realized something.

"Ey" he started, making Hyunjin look at him with fear in his eyes. He was afraid that he did something wrong. "I'm not a virgin anymore!"

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