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Jell-o Kisses
Kilik sat down on the
edge of the lone bed and picked up his desert. He let his eyes
flutter slowly shut with the pleasure at the surprisingly sweet
flavor. The taste seemed to glitter on his tong like crystal
strawberries or cherries only somehow sweeter. He smiled as the
bright-eyed youth who had brought him the fruity jelly settled on
the futon beside him.
"Like it?" Yunsung asked. Kilik
glanced up grinning into that elegant face.
"Yes it's
delicious, Thank you" The redhead was grinning with delight in
pleasing his companion. He was still wet from his trip to the
bathhouse; water ran in little shining rivulets down his
well-muscled shoulders and chest. In the amber-gold light of late
afternoon he positively shone, his hair even more unruly than
usual; the occasional strand sticking to his face. As he moved
the light fell; a fleeting touch Yunsung's supple form
highlighting the martial artist's smooth, flowing lines and
youthful features.
When Kilik finally found his voice again it
only came a breathless blush,
"Thank you."
"You
already said that," A cheery light glittered in his playful
eyes, he grinned. "And 'sides; I still failed."
"failed
in what?" the fighter asked in genuine puzzlement/
"My
mission to find something as sweet as the thought of kissing
you." Kilik blinked in surprise.
"W-what? Did you
just-"
"-Say that I wanted to kiss you?" He traced the
lines of Kilik's face with a softly calloused fingertip,
tilting the brunette's face up to meet his eyes. "Yes I
did…And I do…" the older man couldn't say anything…He
didn't know anything that would fit. Instead he let his eyes
flutter shut, one thing he did know, as his hand almost
involuntarily lifted to cover his friend's, is that he didn't
want that touch to leave. Briefly he opened his eyes to meet his
companion's imploringly. Kiss me. He tried to say without
words, Go on. Make me feel.
Yunsung smiled, a
gentle, quiet smile his usual youthful arrogance replaced by a
mature tenderness.
"It's about time." He
said softly, closing the gap between them. For a moment he let
the sunset light linger on their faces before he closed the kiss.
The two fighters' lips claimed each other with a gentle sort of
passion that only a pair with such deeply hidden feelings could
gather. The lingered that way for moments that seemed like
eternity, just breathing in the other's scent.
The
sun slipped down below the horizon as if telling the resting pair
to sleep well.
Not that they did much sleeping that
night.
Fin.