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"You want to touch me, don't you?" Yeonjun's words made Beomgyu shiver with anticipation, goosebumps rising all over his skin. The tension and attraction in the air was almost suffocating and Beomgyu swore if Yeonjun's lips weren't on his in the next few seconds, he'd actually go insane from desire.

"Yes. Yes I do." He whispered back, low and breathy; making Yeonjun's demeanor snap losing all his inhibitions as he closed the distance which separated them, surging forward and capturing the brunette's lips into a searing hot kiss.

Beomgyu let out a soft gasp, his body arching into Yeonjun as their lips met in a hungry, passionate kiss. All the pent-up tension and attraction between them seemed to explode in that moment, every sense of rationality flying out of the window.

Beomgyu's hands found their way to Yeonjun's bare chest, his fingers tracing the contours of the older male's muscular figure, as Yeonjun's tongue explored his mouth insistently.

Yeonjun's hands roamed over Beomgyu's body, pulling him closer with a desperate need that mirrored Beomgyu's own. He deepened the kiss, his actions almost primal, a stark contrast to the reserved exterior he usually maintained. Beomgyu matched his enthusiasm, meeting every touch and kiss with unabashed fervor, as if they were both possessed by a feral frenzy.

Just then, Yeonjun pushed Beomgyu against the wall, his knee sliding between the younger male's legs, eliciting a stifled moan from him.

"Y-Yeonjun..." Beomgyu gasped out, breaking the kiss for a brief moment, his voice shaky from the overwhelming sensations.

"No talking," Yeonjun said, his voice gruff and authoritative. He claimed Beomgyu's lips again, not giving him a chance to say anything more. His hands continued to explore, caressing Beomgyu's skin like he was something precious, yet handling him with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down Beomgyu's spine.

Yeonjun's possessive touches and dominant demeanor, coupled with the fervent responses from Beomgyu, created a volatile mix of heat and desire. Their bodies pressed together, Beomgyu's hips moving against Yeonjun's involuntarily, seeking friction and relief from the mounting tension.

The room was filled with sighs, gasps, and the occasional sound of their lips separating briefly before crashing together again, each sound adding to the mounting frenzy.

"P-please..." Beomgyu gasped, the aching need in his pants inevitable of ignorance now, and he knew Yeonjun was feeling the same, feeling his hard length grazing his thigh.

Yeonjun's sane persona told him to put a stop to this, to get back into his sense before they crossed the line to the point of no-return. He didn't love Beomgyu. The attraction was there, the need to see Beomgyu writhe and whimper under him was overpowering, but he knew he was losing it, the bet he started.

Beomgyu would win this way, and the thought of letting Beomgyu seep into his soul and heart scared him. He was messed-up and he was aware of it. He was a raging flame that would burn everything in its wake, and Beomgyu shouldn't be a victim of it. He deserves better.

"We shouldn't do this..." Yeonjun pulled away, his breathe heavy and eyes hazy with desire.

Beomgyu's eyes widened, a look of disappointment and frustration etched on his face as Yeonjun pulled away. He was still panting, his body aching with unfulfilled desire, and the air between them felt thick with tension.

"Why..?" he croaked out, his voice hoarse from their previous activities.

Yeonjun took a step back, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. He looked conflicted, torn between his own desires and the knowledge that he shouldn't be doing this.

He averted his gaze, unable to meet Beomgyu's eyes. "You know why. We can't...we shouldn't. You know I can't give you what you want Beomgyu.

Beomgyu could hear the uncertainty in Yeonjun's voice, the struggle he was having. He stepped forward, closing the space between them once again. He reached out, his hand cupping Yeonjun's face, forcing him to look at him.

"Look at me," he said, his voice just above a whisper. "Just look at me and tell me you don't want this."

Yeonjun's eyes flickered up to meet Beomgyu's, and for a moment, he was almost lost in the depth of his gaze, the sincerity and desire radiating from within it. He swallowed hard, the lump in his throat feeling impossibly thick.

"I'm no good for you," he murmured, his eyes flickering away from Beomgyu's again. He hated how weak he sounded, how vulnerable he felt. But he also knew that he had to get this out, had to make Beomgyu understand. "I'm a fire, waiting to burn everything in my path. I'll only end up hurting you if we do this...if we go any further."

Beomgyu looked at his, his eyes growing soft as he let out a chuckle.

"Then I'd be a flame, and join you in destruction and arson together Yeonjun. I'll merge with you." Beomgyu whispered, pulling Yeonjun back by his nape, his eyes burning with Passion.

"So don't hold back anymore." He said, voice soft and sultry, as he caressed Yeonjun's cheek with his finger, breaking Yeonjun's hard-built wall of resistance.

This man, he chose the fire, so he'll burn now. He'll burn both Beomgyu and himself, letting the flames consume them.

"You brought this upon yourself, remember that."

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Hello Luvs!! Rin updating so soon, surprising right? Haha I had some motivation lol.

As you can see, this chapter is quiet spicy hehe. The next chapter would have 18+ warning, so be prepared!!

The next chapter is already finished as well, as soon as this chapter and chapter seventeen both reaches 30 votes, I'll upload it!! This fic has average of 40 votes and 500 reads, but if I update too soon, it won't reach that, so please remember to vote and comment T-T

Anyways, that's it!! Hope you enjoyed the chapter!! See you in the next one! Take care my Luvs<3
-Rin💗