Minjun's Point of View:
I liked the feeling of Jirae in my arms. It made me feel something that I've never felt before. He's so beautiful but, his face and body were not the only things beautiful about him.
I could sense that something was worrying him. His eyes glow, but not with what we call happiness or content. Last night, it glowed with lust, those honey-coated orbs dilating. Earlier by the river, it was glowing with sadness and guilt of some kind.
He's indecipherable, his charms enchanting me. He's a mystery, intriguing my interest. He's an open book, making me want to explore every bit of him, both inside out. He's everything I could ask for, everything I could dream of.
When his body met mine, the warmth emitting from him made me want to hold him closer. The way I shuffled closer to him might've made me seem desperate but, it isn't entirely a lie. I was desperate, I am desperate, desperate for the love only he, I believe, could provide me with.
I was walking to Dara's house after getting instructions from him since I got lost. I sighed, looking up at the pitch-black sky that was adorned with stars. The stars were shining ever so brightly, twinkling as they looked bigger, unlike the modern-day stars that look fogged with the thick coat of pollution caused by humankind, just like their dark souls and scared hearts.
I thought about how I wanted to live. 'Without hurrying to nor turning from the goal', Henry Van Dyke says in his very poem Life. That's how I want to live. Without running in life like all people now do.
But then, what's my goal even? What is my destination? What is the ultimate purpose of my life? What am I living for? When I think about it, I get an answer, an answer that might seem inappropriate but, I couldn't care less.
The answer I get everytime to all my questions is the beauty that I adore with all my heart and mind, Jirae is my purpose.
After I reached Dara's house, I told him about my meeting with Jirae. The look on Dara's face wasn't exactly warm nor was it accepting. He looked alarmed.
"You can't meet him if it's not for sexual purposes," Dara told me, it almost sounded like a warning. "Why?" I questioned him, terrified of the idea of not meeting the beauty I adore so much.
"That's his story to tell," He answered, not letting me question further. "Wanna go there again?" Dara questioned. "You go daily?" I questioned him back. "Well, I just need to see someone there," Dara finished as we both started out.
It was a twenty-minute walk there from Dara's place. When we reached there, it was packed just like yesterday. As soon as we got to the bar area, Dara ordered a drink for both of us, yes the same drink that almost killed me but, it really didn't so why not try it again?
The bartender placed both our drinks in a cup. They were identical to the warren cup in terms of style and structure but, the sculptures were totally different. As soon as I got it, I chugged it down my throat, ignoring the not so light burn that made me tear up.
I saw the Yeonmin guy walking over to Dara, sighing. I was actually mentally preparing myself to ask him about the whereabouts of Jirae. Just as I parted my lips to ask him where Jirae was, Jirae entered the big hall I was in.
He was the showstopper, every eye watching him like a hawk until he chose the man for the night. Yes, he chooses them. I discovered this when I was talking to Dara this morning.
I looked into his orbs with parted lips as he walked towards me. His eyes making me forget the world. It was as if I fell in love with this beauty within a day. It might seem insane, but it isn't wrong. Falling in love with a guy in just a day is indeed, insane but, as research says, it takes only four minutes to fall in love.
I sigh, feeling my eyes soften as I confirmed that Jirae was walking towards my side, just as I hoped for. Guess I'm his lucky pick for the night. Within seconds, he was right in front of me, looking through my soul.
"Come with me," was all he said before dragging me to the room I was left alone last night. I was a tad bit angry at him for that but, how can I even stay angry at such a beauty like him? I looked at him, trying to figure out what it was that he was feeling right now. He didn't look at me with burning lust like yesterday but, with something that entirely had to do something with comfort. It looked like he was comfortable with me being here.
"Jirae, why am I not allowed to see you during the day? You can talk to me about it, Rae. Only if you're comfortable with it, of course," I spoke out, my voice soft as if to soothe any discomfort in him.
"Shush, we'll talk about that later, how bout we start from where we left off yesterday, hmm?" Jirae asked, voice barely above a whisper but ever so sexy that it got chills running down my spine as I was slowly getting turned on by just Jirae in total.
"Sure," I answered, my usually sweet voice deeper as lust took over me. Jirae smirked, his eyes getting darker as he inched closer, almost hovering over me.
He looked at me one last time, biting his pretty lips before licking a long stripe from my neck to my jaw. I closed my eyes, feeling ecstasy fill me up.
"Looks like the marks from yesterday didn't disappear, huh?" His profound voice, breathy. I bit my lip meeting Jirae's eyes, trying to hold in the obscene sound that threatened to escape my lips.
I felt submissive like I was nothing I portrayed myself to be; dominant, successful, and confident. It made me hard, needy, thirsty and he hadn't even touched me yet. This time I couldn't hold in my pathetic whimper as Jirae pressed his hand on my bulge.
It was embarrassing, to submit to a man that looked so fragile, soft like the petals of a flower. But oh, did it feel so satisfying, extremely arousing. The way he smirked at me made my hips thrust up, knees going weak as I silently begged for more, looking into his eyes with a pleading look.
It's quite funny how he avoided my question but, that's for later. Today, I'm just going to drink in the oh, so delicious pleasure he brought me. His hands moved up and down, in constant motion as I let out shaky breaths, eyes clouding with pleasure. But, I wanted more, needed more.
"Please..." I pleaded for more but, it sounded more like a breathy moan that I couldn't help but let out. His smug smirk widened as his movements fastened, making me bury my face in the thin cotton fabric, letting out moans and groans.
"Want more, hmm?" Jirae questioned in a sweet voice but, I could already sense the lust-filled darkness hidden behind it. "O-oh, yes, please..." I moaned out, voice breaking in the middle while he hummed softy at my pleading.
He quickly undressed me, precum oozing out of my length as he ran his slender fingers up and down my bare crotch. I groaned from the back of my throat as he lowered his face to my crotch, licking a big fat stripe on the head of my cock.
"God, you taste so good, Minjunnie..." He muttered as he kept on licking my cock from top to bottom, leaving it wet. The way he looked at me with those droopy bedroom eyes and flushed cheeks made me moan out loud.
Jirae took my cock in his mouth making me let out a loud drawn out, almost strangled moan that echoed through these walls. He bobbed his head up and down, going farther down every time.
I let out a loud moan when he had his perfect nose buried in the small patch of public hair I had. He took me so deep, I could feel his lower lip on my balls. Just the thought of Jirae taking me like this made heat coil in the pit of my stomach.
I could feel his larynx tightening around the tip of my sensitive head, a petty whimper passing through my harshly bitten red lips that glistened with spit. I moaned when he started bobbing his head again, the contrast between the hotness of his mouth and the coldness of the room around my cock bringing me closer to the tingly, sweet, ecstatic feeling of release.
"I'm c-close..." I managed to mutter out. He hummed around my cock in response, the vibrations sending tingles all around my body, making goosebumps raise around my body. I could feel his smirk around my cock when he felt my gooseflesh.
He started bobbing his head faster, pulling out just before I could release. I groaned, not liking the feeling of being denied. I opened my mouth to complain, just then he started running his hands up and down my crotch as I closed my eyes, feeling my sweet orgasm build up again.
"R-Rae..." I moaned out loud as I released, ropes of white cum reaching his hands and my abs. He milked my orgasm before licking his hands, tasting my cum, humming approvingly at the taste.
I panted hard, chest rising and falling due to the impact the powerful orgasm caused. I sat up as I drank the cup of water he gave me before laying down again waiting for the feeling of fatigue to disappear.
"Can I suck you off too?" I questioned him, not as a formality but, a wish. He just chuckled, the sound making me want to hear more of those from him. He declined the offer telling me it was okay, rejecting politely.
"Are you sure?" I questioned him again, this time raising my eyebrows. He smiled before shaking his head, denying my offer yet, again. I just shrugged my shoulders as an answer before questioning the beauty again.
"So, will you tell me why we shouldn't meet up in the mornings? I'm not trying to be nosy, I just really wanna know since I want to come see you so much," He just sighed before questioning me as an answer, "You don't shut up now, do you?" He asked with no real heat to it.
"Rae..." I let out a breath before hearing him sigh again. He laid down next to me and moved closer, searching for warmth in this cold night. I pulled him closer, cuddling him as he wrapped his soft arms around my hard torso.
"Fine, I'll tell you..." Jirae murmured, shuffling closer as our legs tangled, my chin resting on the crown of his head. His words made me happy yet, I could feel the hesitation in his voice like he was broken. The way he clutched onto made me feel like he was afraid, afraid of letting me go...
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