[ WARNING: This chapter contains sexual scenes.]

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With each passing day, he may have been growing more and more hooked on being intimate with Eujae. He can't be sure when his lover's mouth has become much more delightful and sweeter than a chocolate cake, but in his mind, he accepts that Eujae's kisses have long soared on top of his favorite tastes.

A small whine escapes Poll's throat as Eujae draws back from their liplock and the gentle hand leaves his aching privates.

He stares dumbly at his hands, which are gripping his boyfriend's collar, before he raises his head. With a tone that matches his pleading gaze, he utters, "Eujae."

More. He wants more—no, he needs more—of his man's caresses.

As if he comprehends the rest of the male twin's thoughts, Eujae makes an understanding smile. He pecks Poll's nose and lips. "Just give me a second to remove your clothes, baby."

Poll watches anxiously as Eujae undoes the buttons of his pajama top. A single second starts to feel like an hour. The waiting has become too painful for the male twin while his lover takes his sweet time unfastening his shirt. He itches to grab the task from the taller man and finish it quicker, but he doesn't want to rob him of the moment.

After what seems like an eternity, Eujae reaches the last button. He parts the plackets to expose Poll's chest and stomach without fully discarding the shirt.

Looking up, Eujae smirks while his fingers fiddle on the hem of the former's pajama top.

Poll widens his eyes upon recognizing the deviousness in his lover's expression. "You were just teasing me again," he accuses, a sense of being cheated surfaces, figuring that his boyfriend had purposely dragged out the unbuttoning.

Eujae chuckles. His mouth strikes the male twin's collarbone before it travels up to his neck and stops near his ear. "God, so impatient," he whispers, slipping his hands on Poll's unfastened shirt to grab his bare waists and pull him closer.

The male twin breathes deeply, shuddering at the contact.

"Wasn't this the same small angry bean who told me we couldn't do anything just a while ago?" Eujae brushes his lips against the sensitive area behind Poll's ear. "But I have to say, I really love the way you call my name with that desperate voice. It's erotic."

Before Poll can say anything, he feels himself being lifted from the ground.

Eujae deposits the male twin on the soft chair while he remains kneeling on the floor, trailing wet kisses on the smaller man's chest.

Poll throws his head back and leans on the couch, relishing on the delicious sensations that his lover's tongue stirs up from deep inside him. He curls his hand into a fist in front of his mouth, closes his eyes, and keeps calling Eujae's name in an uneven, clingy voice.

His body has become feverish. Every inch of his skin, which his gorgeous lover licks and strokes, quivers with anticipation. It doesn't help that Eujae is doing everything leisurely, as if to let his touches linger longer, as if to make sure he leaves Poll wanting for more.

The male twin suddenly opens his eyes as his pants slide off his legs. He peers down just in time for Eujae to throw the garment on the floor.

Poll has no time to react to the fresh development when his boyfriend gets on the couch and maneuvers him to lie down. Eujae holds Poll's parted upper legs and angles his head to the side, kissing the male twin's inner thigh.

A raging blush takes over the smaller man's face, his heart beating wildly, once his lover meets his gaze. Smirking, Eujae moves his mouth higher on Poll's leg, higher and higher, until he pauses a fraction away from the burning region below his stomach.

Poll sticks his lower lip in disappointment. Just as he thinks Eujae will not give him what he wants anytime soon, the taller man shifts his head and nuzzles the bulge in his boxer shorts.

Poll lets out a sultry yelp when Eujae swirls his tongue against his covered hard-on. With only the fine fabric protecting him, he has no problem discerning the moistness permeating his arousal.

His body reacts on reflex, his waist thrusting forward, unsatisfied with the light touch of Eujae's lips, while his toes twist, digging on the cushioned seat. Another sensual gasp flies out of his mouth when the thin barrier disappears and Eujae directly kisses his heated privates.

"Ah! Eujae! Not that—" he exclaims, his tone anything but disapproving. Poll peeks at his boyfriend pleasuring him below and can't help but be awed at the sight of the man's brunette head in between his legs.

Flutters persist in his chest and stomach, but it has become more prominent in his groin. All of his limbs tremble with excitement. He has barely done anything, and yet, it's as if he's been moving nonstop for hours with the way he is breathing.

Poll grabs the nearest throw pillow. Squeezing it near to his chest, the male twin frowns.

It's not enough. His body longs for something warmer, something firmer to embrace. Getting rid of the scatter cushion, he props himself to a half-sitting position and returns his gaze to his boyfriend, who's still occupied with licking him. As much as he likes what Eujae is doing, Poll also yearns for a more intimate connection between their skins.

"I wanna hug and kiss too," he mumbles sulkily.

Eujae pauses and looks up at Poll, a mix of apology and amusement flitting across his soft stare. "I'm sorry," he whispers, and then leans away with just enough space to strip the underwear that has gotten caught on the smaller man's lower thighs. Eujae drifts up, cups Poll's face on either side and grazes their lips against each other. "I guess I've neglected this baby," he says before giving Poll an open-mouthed kiss.

The male twin shuts his eyes, welcoming the familiar taste of Eujae's mouth. Sweet, soft, despite the intensity. His face heats up more when he is reminded of where the man's tongue had just been a while ago.

Choosing to focus on the current situation, he encloses his arms around his taller boyfriend's waist and lets his fingers roam on solid back.

Their passionate embrace lasts for a minute, and as soon as they break off the kiss, Poll tugs on the front of Eujae's shirt, asking, "Are you not gonna remove this?"

In response, Eujae puts enough distance between their bodies to pull his top over his head. He tosses the shirt on the corner of the couch and gives his full attention back to Poll, his sly smirk an obvious question. Satisfied?

The male twin doesn't need words to show his appreciation. He runs his hand on his lover's torso, confirming it is packed with lean muscles. Eujae's skin is starting to get damp with sweat.

Poll lowers his gaze, his hand halting on his lover's navel as he notes the thing that's poking on the taller man's pants.

"You're also—" Poll presses his palm in between Eujae's legs, and then immediately withdraws when his boyfriend curses under his breath. "I—I'm sorry. Is that weird?"

Eujae stares at Poll with wide eyes. The shocked expression doesn't last long, and a glimmer settles in his contact-lens-covered eyes.

"No, of course not, baby," he says, letting out a low snicker. He pulls down his zipper, making Poll's gaze dart to that slight movement of his hand.

The male twin doesn't take his eyes off even when the flyer opens and Eujae lowers the front waistband of his boxers to reveal his own erection. Gulping, Poll observes with amazement while his mind relives the blissful moment of having his lover deep inside him.

"I was just surprised." Eujae gently wraps his fingers around his smaller partner's wrist and guides Poll's hand back to his stiff length. "But it felt amazing when you touched me," he admits, breathing hoarsely.

Poll hesitates for a moment, but the lust in his lover's expression encourages him to start stroking Eujae. The taller man sighs and mutters another silent oath, the sound of contentment inspiring the male twin to move his thumb and play with Eujae's tip.

Just when he's enjoying seeing his boyfriend getting serviced by him, a pair of arms winds around his middle, pulling him forward.

"Eh?!" Poll finds himself holding on to his lover's shoulders as he lands on the other man's lap.

Eujae sucks on Poll's neck down to his nipple while his hands wander underneath to fondle the male twin's naked buttocks. After another round of tonguing and petting, the couple stumbles back down on the couch.

Legs entangle. Mouths mesh. Hands rove everywhere, feeling up hot skins, mussing up one another's hair. Their burning bodies refuse to part from each other, but Eujae has to withdraw for a second to shed his jeans and boxers; just a fleeting moment that makes Poll cold with the absence of his boyfriend's warm embrace.

Thankfully, he doesn't have to endure for so long as Eujae hovers back on top of him and begins peppering his face with feather kisses.

The taller man drops his waist. And then, he grinds himself against Poll, the friction sending ripples all over the latter's nerves.

Poll cries out his lover's name yet again as the new euphoric experience takes over his whole being. Sensual ecstasy makes him unable to see and think straight; only hazy hues flash at the back of his head when he closes his eyes.

He returns his arms around his boyfriend's upper trunk and encloses his legs around Eujae's thighs as he revels in the sense of their bare privates rubbing against each other.

"Does it feel good?" Eujae asks in an affectionate tone, cradling Poll's head. He pecks the male twin's cheek and continues to sway his hips.

"It does," Poll answers honestly, snuggling his face against the other man's shoulder. "It's good. Like having sex."

Eujae leans back a bit to give Poll a loving stare. With a soft smile on his lips, he brushes Poll's hair away from his face and kisses his forehead. "That's because this is having sex too, baby. Honestly, I should have done something more like this during our first time to make you slowly get used to it, but..." He grunts as he pushes down, pressing their crotches harder. "It was hard to keep my control... There was just something about you that made me so desperate then."

"But I also liked it a lot, don't worry!" Poll reassures, surprising himself with his own bluntness.

But it's not as if he can lie about something he has been trying to recreate in his mind. They have been both busy with schoolwork these past weeks, and during the days he had not gotten his dose of Eujae, Poll had tried to satiate his desire by pleasuring himself while imagining how his boyfriend had bedded him for the first time.

And yet, it has never been enough. It has always been different. Because Eujae's touches have felt better than his own.

"I liked when we did it the first time and I like this too," the male twin says, unable to stop himself from confessing. He pauses and wonders why he believes he would be fine with whatever Eujae does to him during their love-making.

Until he comes up with one reason.

"Because it's you, Eujae."

A few words that had caused complications for them in the past; a few words Poll cherishes now with their new sweet meaning.

Eujae must have been caught off guard, as there is no immediate reaction from him. He stares at Poll, long, hard, while emotions swirl in his eyes. After a while, he sighs and lets himself collapse on top of the male twin.

With their heads resting next to each other, Eujae reaches for the side of Poll's face, stroking it gently, before planting a hearty kiss on his smaller lover's lips.

"Seriously, Apollo, you really have a knack for making me lose my composure."