Quiet frankly, I was worried. I was pacing in the entrance, waiting for him. I knew that when Taemin came over to work on his math, that we probably weren't going to get anything done. I would feel a little guilty if we didn't work on any of Taemins homework, but honestly, only a little guilty. I wouldn't have minded to much if we ended up not doing any math at all, but other...activities. I knew that, no matter what, I would have a hard time focusing on math with Taemin sitting right next to me the entire time. My mind flashed back to that hot kiss we had shared in the classroom, and to the other one later that night. Ho was a I supposed to hold myself back, when he had been so eager.
Buzzz. I looked down at my phone, I had a new text message from Taemin. I smiled and opened up the text.
I'm here. Let me in?
I smiled wider, and quickly went over to the door, and opened it to see Taemins bright face. I let him in, and he turned to look at Key.
He waved to Key, who waved back. Then, he stepped all the way into my house. The second Key drove off, and he shut the door, I stepped forward, pulling his small body into my arms. I leaned in closer, and kissed his soft lips.
It was the same feeling of exhilaration as before. I was addicted to the feeling of his soft plump lips pressed to mine, and moving in synchronization. I had clearly taken him by surprise though, because when I pulled him towards me, he gasped. I pressed my tongue into his hot mouth, that was now, already open for me. It was the third time that we had kissed like this, and still, the taste entranced me. I loved kissing him, because it was one of the most amazing feelings ever. And I was lucky enough to be the first person to ever kiss Taemin like this.
I pulled back to give him some air, along with myself, after a minute of kissing passionately. His face was flushed, and he as panting.
"Hey," I breathed out. Taemin licked his lips, and smiled at me.
"H-hi." His voice was weak, and he blushed even more after his stutter. I thought his reactions were cute, and made me want to kiss him again.
I smiled as I thought about the night before, after the first kiss.
-Night Before-
I pulled up to Taemins house, in the quiet neighborhood. I looked at the house, it looked like a cozy middle class house. It looked like the type of house that was very comforting, unlike the hollowness of the large house I grew up in.
"Nice house," I commented. He frowned and looked down embarrassed. Crap, he probably thought I was being sarcastic.
"No, I-I mean it," I said quickly. He just shrugged his shoulder slightly, probably not believing me. I sighed, and reached over, making him face me. "I like your house," I said, looking into his big eyes. He smiled at me, and an urge to kiss him presented itself.
I leaned in, and pressed my lips softly to his. It was deep and passionate to the highest degree. His hands clung to my shirt as he moaned quietly into the kiss. He was a very good kisser, this only being his second time. It took a little bit of coaxing from me, but he got it down. Our mouths molded together perfectly, and moved in synchronization. It was like magic. I pulled him closer to me, as I passes my tongue through his lips, and into his hot cavern. I explored his hot mouth for the second time today, relishing in the sweet taste.
I remembered the first kiss was somewhat similar to this. I thought about the situation that had drove us to kiss in the first place. I had been shocked when I had walked into the library, after two girls said they saw Taemin go in there, and I saw Taemin pressed against a book shelf about to kiss another boy. I remember how a surge of jealousy passed through me, and my blood started to boil with anger and betrayal. I couldn't believe the site that was set before me. I had wanted to punch that smirk off of the other boys face, but instead, I dragged Taemin out of the library, and into an empty classroom.
I Confronted Taemin about yesterday, and if he was just playing me. I had been so unbearably angry, that is, until Taemin had placed his hand over my mouth,n and looked at me with pleading eyes, I felt the anger slowly fade away as he explained the situation, about how his friend had been forcing him, and he wasn't strong enough to push him away.
But, the real surprise came when I had been backing off Taemin, and he had grabbed my shirt, stopping me. He admitted his feelings to me, and that he wanted me to be his first kiss. And, I happily obliged to his request. At first, Taemin did seem confused, but after awhile, he started to really get into the kiss, just as he was now. I was happy that I had finally made Taemin mine. Maybe, after only four days, it didn't seem long enough to kiss someone, but it was something I had wanted to do from day one.
I pressed my tongue against the roof of Taemins mouth, and felt his tongue slide across mine. He was getting more and more bold.
He pulled away to soon, and leaned back against the seat, biting his lip. He looked over to his house, as if he didn't wish to go inside. I had the same feeling, wishing I could hold him for even longer. "I-I need to go inside..." He finally mumbled out. I nodded, but I still didn't let go of him, not wanting to see him go. He blushed more, and looked down.
"Minho..." I sighed, and released the boy, not liking the feeling of not touching him at all. If it were up to me, I would hold him all night.
"I'll see you tomorrow then," I said to him, feeling the anticipation already start to set in. He nodded, and bit his lip. He leaned forward and pecked me on the lips once more, before hurriedly opening the car door, and running up to his house. I smirked, as I watched him disappear into the house. I couldn't wait to see him tomorrow.
I gently leaned forward, and kissed Taemins forehead. I put my arm around his tiny waist as we walked into the living room. I felt Taemin lean against my shoulder, and I smiled, loving the feeling of him against me.
"So...We could do math, or make some food, or... do something else if you want." I looked down at him, and smiled, as I squeezed him a little closer. He shrugged, and looked down, still not used to looking me in the eyes yet. "Whatever you want, I guess." I sighed, and pulled his chin up so he would look at me. I didn't think Taemin was personally ready for what I really wanted to do.
"What do you want to do?" I asked. He started to fiddle with the hem of his shirt, as he thought over my request. "Maybe we could watch a movie?" My hand releases his chin, and went to move some of his hair our of his eyes.
"There, that wasn't so hard was it?" He smiled at me, and shook his head. I pecked his lips really fast, addicted to the feel of his soft lips pressed against mine. I lead Taemin over to the couch in the living room, and then went over to the shelf, and browsed over the movies that were placed there, not sure what to watch.
"What do you want to watch? I have action, horror, romance, comedy-" I listed all the genres, but was interrupted by Taemin. "Whatever you want to watch Hyung," He said. I turned and smiled at him, shrugging my shoulders.
"Whatever you say," I browsed the movies, and I decided upon a random dance movie, that though I owned, I had never seen. I took the disk out of the case, and put it in the DVD player, and pressed the play button.
When I turned away from the DVD player, I saw Taemin sitting in the middle of the couch, trying his best to get comfortable. His knees were pulled up to his chest, and his chin was resting on his arms that were wrapped around his legs.
The image was so cute and adorable, it was like innocent cuteness was oozing out of him. I got up, and walked over to the couch, and sat next to Taemin. He looked away, trying to avoid my gaze. I noticed that he slowly started to scoot closer to me, clearly trying to get close, but to embarrassed to say anything about it.
I smirked, and reached over, and pulled him as close as possible, and wrapped my arms around him. At first, he tensed up from the sudden touch, but then he slowly started to relax, and lean fully onto me. I felt the warmth from his body, and I held him tighter as the movie started to play on the TV. This moment was so perfect.
It was nice, being able to just lay back and relax, while holding Taemin in my embrace. Way better then doing math, if you asked me. Taemin seemed happy, now, laying across my lap, and watching the movie. Slowly we both started to get absorbed in the movie. It was amazing, being able to hear him laugh at the really funny parts, his laughter vibrating his entire body.
It was the first time I had heard that I had heard him laugh. And I mean, really laugh, not like the small chuckles I had gotten out of him before. It felt amazing to feel and hear him laugh, and I smiled every time he would go into a fit of laughter. Maybe he didn't realize it, but his laugh alone, would make my heart squeeze in my chest.
After one of the really funny parts in the movie, I leaned down so my mouth was right at his ear. "Your laugh is really cute," I whispered softly. I felt Taemin stiffen slightly from the sudden compliment, and he looked up at me.
"What? No it's not." He said back quickly, trying to ignore the compliment. He went on to mutter, "I hate my laugh. It's stupid, and high pitched, and squeaky, and-" My lips covered his, effectively shutting him up, and stopping him from insulting himself. Taemins eyes fluttered shut as he forgot his words, and got lost in the kiss.
"Your laugh is cute, and you shouldn't think any different," I mumbled as I pulled away from his lips a bit. He blushed, and turned his attention back to the movie playing on the TV. "What ever," I smirked in victory, and kissed his forehead, before turning back to the TV to watch the rest of the movie, admiring the amazing choreography in the dance scenes.
Eventually the movie ended, with a happy ending as usual. As soon as the credits started to play, and a song started as names came up the screen, Taemin sat right up. I blinked in confusion, not exactly sure what he was thinking about.
"Taemin?" I asked.. His attention turned to me, as a bright smile came across his face. "I love this song!" He squeaked out cutely. I chuckled lightly, "Do you now?" He nodded his head, as the same excited expression plastered itself on his face.
"In fact," He said, standing up off the couch. I felt a loss of body heat, now that he was out of my embrace. "This is one of my dance routines."
Dance routines? My eyebrows raised in surprise to his words. Since when did Taemin dance. "Dance routine?" I questioned.
He nodded happily, "Yeah! That's one of the reasons I'm so far behind in math. My teams dance competition is in two weeks, and we've been trying to perfect it." Wow, I thought. He dances. I smiled widely, "Show me." He blushed, and looked at his feet in embarrassment. "Well..." I leaned back against the sofa. "Please?" He bit his lip, and contemplated it. He nodded his head, and then went over to the DVD player to restart the song.
What came next, completely blew my mind. It was like he wasn't Taemin anymore. A soon as he started dancing, all of his shyness and uncertainty dissolved, and became a blur of well rehearsed dance moves.
I watched as his chest and torso started popping in time with the music, and I looked at him in awe. He was an amazing dancer. All I could do was sit there and watch, as his body moved with the beat, in certain times showing amazing flexibility. My mind went into a train of though, thinking of other ways that flexibility could be used. I licked my lips as I watched his body move in beautiful ways. Sooner then I would have liked, the song ended.
He turned to face me, smiling widely. "Well?" he asked uncertainly. I smiled, and started to clap my hands.
"Taemin that was amazing! Why didn't you tell me you could dance like that?" He looked down, embarrassed by my praising words.
"That wasn't my dance routine, that was just me. I know that it was pretty lame." I blinked in surprise, not believing a single word that came out of Taemins mouth. "Lame? Taemin that was so amazing." He looked back up at me, his eyes having a small shine to them.
"Hey... What would you say to coming to see my dance competition? It's open to the public, so yea. B-but you don't have to go if you don't want to, or if your busy that day. It's no big deal, so it's fine if you can't." I sighed, and motioned for him to come closer to me. He took a few hesitant steps toward me, unsure of what I was going to do. He was just close enough now for me to pull him down into my lap, and wrap my arms around his waist.
He squeaked cutely as he fell into my lap. I pressed my head against his, and whispered into his ear, "Of course I want to go, I wouldn't miss it for the world." Taemin looked up at me bashfully. "Really?" I pulled his chin up, so he was looking at me. I slowly leaned down, and pressed my lips against his.
He sighed into the kiss, and melted against my body. He wrapped his arms around my neck, and turned so he was straddling my lap. Taemin tilted his head slightly so we could kiss a little bit better. We both moaned a little when he opened his mouth, after a bit of coaxing from me, and my tongue slipped into his hot mouth, and tasted every corner and crevice.
I wrapped my arms around his his waist, and pulled him deeper into the kiss. I started to rub circle into the small of his back with my fingers. He pulled away from the kiss, and instead, leaned against my chest, and rested his head on my shoulder.
"Yes I want to go," I whispered into his ear again. I felt him smile onto my shoulder, and move slightly so he was in a more comfortable position. I felt his breathing steady. "Tired are we?" I asked after a few minutes of just silence.
"I didn't get much sleep," he mumbled tiredly against my shoulder. I started to rub harder into his back, in soothing circles. "No?" I asked him. He shook his head 'no' in reply. I continued to move my hands lower down his back, massaging the muscle there.
"That feels good," He purred out. He squirmed a little in my lap when my fingers found a knot in his back, and began to massage it. "Do you want a full back rub?" I asked, Taemin sat up more, and shook his head.
"No, I don't want to bother you."
"Taemin, I've already started."
"I...okay." He shifted off of my lap, so that he was now laying face down on the couch. I moved myself so that I was sitting half way on his thighs, trying to ignore the interesting position we were in. I started to rub my thumbs into his shoulders. "Mmmm..." I smiled as he moaned. My hands traveled down his back, putting pressure into the soothing circles my finger made, finding the tight spots in his body and loosening them. (When I was typing this for Anna, my mind went some place dirty)
"Your really tense," I commented as I loosened up another knot. He nodded his head," I do a lot of stuff..." I nodded, and continued to massage his back. After about five minutes, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing steadily. He was asleep.
"Minho..." He mumbled out. I smirked as I heard him call out my name. Looks like I wasn't the only one having dreams about each other. Though, I was sure his dream was vastly different then mine.
I looked down at his face, and noticed how cute he looked when he was sleeping, his mouth slightly open. I leaned down and kissed his cheek. He let out a little huff of breath when I pulled away. Luckily, my couch was pretty big. Big enough for both of us to lay down together.
I laid down next to Taemin, and the second I was next to him, he wrapped his arms around me. The way he nuzzled his face into my chest felt amazing. I leaned down, and kissed his head again, and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer to me. I enjoyed the feeling of his body heat.
"Good night."
