„Why haven't I realized this earlier?", Jumin said softly while looking into Zen's dark red eyes. Zen himself also got lost in Jumin's cold gray eyes. Never had he felt this safe before than how he did now lying naked on the soft sheets that smelled so much like Jumin. It was as if he was drowning in Jumin's melting gaze and the warm feeling of his arms completely wrapped around him gently caressing his naked skin. Zen could feel the sensation of Jumin's warm and firm skin touching his own as if they were not two but one single body. A feeling he never had experienced before.
Jumin tightened his embrace causing Zen to softly moan a bit. He returned Jumin's embrace ever so tightly and stroke his back. „I can't stop thinking about you...," Jumin whispered into Zen's ear. „ I want you!" Jumin started to slowly run his fingers through Zen's long and smooth hair while simultaneously caressing his spine. Zen tightened the embrace even more causing his fingernails to get buried in Jumin's back. Jumin hissed excitedly. With his left hand he lifted up Zen's head and then started to gently kiss and bite his lover's neck. Zen moaned even louder now. „I love you, Hyun," Jumin whispered causing Zen to shed warm tears over his blushing cheeks. When was the last time he had heard these three magical words, Zen wondered and tried to lessen the space between them even further. Jumin kissed the tears away and rubbed his cheeks against Zen's. „I love you," he repeated before engaging his and his lover's lips in blissful prayer.
The kiss, first soft and gentle, slowly developed into pure passion and ecstatic lust. Zen felt Jumin's tongue touch his own and couldn't get enough of it. It became harder and harder to breath for both of them. Jumin slowly lowered his hand constantly caressing Zen's body. He went down and down and further and further until he stopped at the point which marked the border between Zen's chest and lower body. Zen pushed himself towards Jumin thus trying to give him a sign that he wanted him to continue caressing even further downwards. Jumin chuckled quietly: „You sure are naughty, Hyun!" „Stop talking you jerk!", Zen moaned and grasped the hand of his lover forcing him to grab his already hard crotch before then grabbing Jumin's as well. He began moving his hand up and down first slowly and then steadily growing faster just the way he liked it whenever doing it to himself. However, it was really hard for Zen to not suddenly stop his movement because he felt so overwhelmed by Jumin pleasuring him the same way.
„Aaah, aaah, aah Jumin, aaah!" Zen couldn't hold his voice back which turned Jumin on even more even if his moans continued to be very quiet. „Aaah, haaa, haaa, ughn Jumin..." Zen breathed faster and heavier than before. He didn't know that such ecstatic feelings even existed. „Aaaaah!" Jumin began kissing Zen heavily swallowing his own and his lover's moans as well. He then stopped moving his hand and instead started caressing Zen's lips with his fingertips. It didn't take long for Zen to understand what Jumin wanted him to do. He took Jumin's fingers into his mouth and started licking them greedily. Zen blushed when he met Jumin's eyes who looked at him like an eagle focusing his prey. And in the end it was nothing else but exactly this: Zen had become Jumin's prey. And he wouldn't want it any other way.
Jumin crawled downwards bathing Zen's shining skin in kisses. First the chest, biting his nipples, running over and inside his belly button with his tongue and then caressing the firm inside of his thighs with even more kisses. Zen hissed and moaned in delight. Jumin teasing him like that was the most pleasurable form of torture Zen could even think of.
Jumin then continued teasing Zen in an even meaner way and began to use his tongue to play with the tip of Zen's hard member. Just a little bit. Then again. And again. And while Zen began sticking his hip towards Jumin's face Jumin stuck two of his still wet fingers into Zen's anus. Zen let a little scream slip out of his mouth. He first cramped a bit due to the unknown and strange feeling but then he leaned into the movement of Jumin's fingers inside of him. Jumin stopped playing with only the tip of Zen's penis and instead began swallowing the entire shaft. "Aaah... aaah...haaa... Ju... Jumin... I'm gonna...come..." Zen couldn't stop moaning in pleasure as it was as if he was reaching the climax any second. "You better don't, Hyun. I'm not even nearly done with you," Jumin answered demandingly while opening a condom with his still empty hand and his mouth. He put it on and kissed Zen passionately.
Zen shivered in both ecstasy and fear of what was to come next. Jumin kissed him again but this time very gently which helped Zen calm down and forget his fear. The next thing Zen felt was Jumin slowly entering him. Never had he felt something like this before. Pain and pleasure fighting each other and Zen couldn't even tell which of the two feelings was stronger or which he liked better. "Aaaahh...," now even Jumin couldn't hold his voice back. "Hyun... aaaah, haaa, ugh... aahh!" Jumin kept on thrusting into Zen over and over again, steadily getting faster and pushing harder with every thrust. Zen didn't only moan anymore but also screamed while enjoying this masochistic feeling at the same time. He buried his fingernails in Jumin's back. "Aaah!", both moaned at the same time.
Suddenly Jumin grabbed Zen and forced him into a tight embrace. He then leaned back until he was lying on the sheets causing Zen to land on top of him. Zen began riding Jumin heavily letting out a loud moan with every single thrust. Jumin pressed his head into the bed and moaned loudly underneath Zen's beautiful wet body covered in both his own and Jumin's sweat as well. "Aaaaahhh, aaaah, haaaaa, Jumin!" "Hyun... Hyun...haaa... aaah!" Jumin couldn't hold it any longer and thus decided to switch positions one last time. He made Zen stop riding him and then forced him to get down on all fours. He entered his lover from behind while simultaneously bringing him pleasure with a hand job. He moved back and forth, again and again, continuously banging the man in front of him.
Zen screamed and moaned as if he had lost all sense and control... like he was merely an animal now. Never had he thought that he would experience something like that with someone he had so many issues and problems with for so long. Never had he thought that he would fall so deeply for this man with these cold gray eyes. Never had he thought that he would feel so close to Jumin Han. "Aaaaahh, aaaah, haaaah, Jumin... I... I love you!"
Zen jumped up from his sleep with a scream. He breathed heavily. "What... what... what the fuck was that?" Zen was in sheer panic. He grabbed his chest and felt his heart racing as if it was soon going to stop due to a heart attack. He was shaking. His face was hot and sweat was running down his forehead. "What the hell? What sick dream was that?! A sex dream? A SEX DREAM BETWEEN ME AND JUMIN?", Zen wondered trying to not freak out entirely. "How could that even be possible? And how in the world... how... could this make him feel so strange after waking up? How?" Zen then realized the bulge in his shorts. "What the fuck!?", he screamed and jumped up.
He stared at the bulge and felt his face buring. "Ok... ok... breathe... calm down... calm down Hyun... that is nothing extraordinary... a simple morning boner... nothing unusual... this is normal... this is normal! Calm down!", he said to himself in the calmest voice he could think of at this moment. He took a deep breath and then tried to think of something stupid or disgusting or sad, whatever came to his mind to get rid of this boner. His granny? No... that would be to inappropriate... The fish shaped bread seller across his house? No... he would never be able to buy the fish shaped bread again... A cat! Yes! That was perfect! He hated cats. Zen started picturing cats but this only led to him picturing Elizabeth 3suprd/sup which in conclusion led to picturing Jumin. He saw Jumin's face in front of him in every detail which caused his boner to become even harder. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH what the fuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkk!" Zen panicked. What could he do? What could he do? He ran around his room and tried to think of something that could help him other than just jerking off.
"Sports! Yes, good idea!" He started doing squats. Didn't work. Jumping jacks. Didn't work. Push ups? Wouldn't work... would just hurt... Zen screamed again. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" He slapped his face and tried to calm down again but this didn't really work either. He then ran to the shower and let the cold water run down his still shaking body. And this actually helped. His member slowly turned softer and softer and his face started to feel normal again as well. However, Zen was afraid of what would happen when he left the shower again. His heart was still racing but not as fast as before. Zen let his forehead sink on the shower wall. He felt his cheeks blushing. "What kind of sick dream was that? Why am I dreaming something like that? Why?", he wondered again.
But then Zen realized something. In the past he had had psychic dreams once in a while. Dreams that actually became reality. He started shaking again. "No... this will not happen! This will not happen, Hyun! Never ever will I let this happen!", he told himself and really hoped with all his heart that he was right. He really hoped that this dream, may it be the most realistic and graphic dream he ever had, would never become reality.
Or didn't he?
