Hii! I'm starting this immediately after I just posted the last one cause I don't wanna keep anybody waiting for part 2 ~~ And I also hate cliffhangers LOL

*AHEM* This chapter contains NSFW content, please be warned~~~

I do not own MM!

"Can I talk to you about something?"

"Yes, what is it?"

I rubbed my neck nervously, looking away from his gaze, my previous confidence blowing away with the breeze that swirled around us.

"Well, I... I feel like we are getting really close, and... We've been together for awhile now, and, I- Um, if you were uh... Okay with it... If- Mmph!" I was cut off once again by Yoosung kissing me, but this time, although it was loving, this kiss was filled with something more- with passion. I shivered as he bit my lip, rolling it between his teeth, pulling back ever-so-slightly, staring at me through half-lidded eyes, a shy smile on his lips.

"I want you to be my first." His voice was barely a whisper, but it was warm, and holding a tone I had never heard him use before. I blushed harder, and he smirked at me, trailing is fingers along my neck.

"yeah, I know what that actually means now."

"Where did you find out?"

"Well, we've been spending a lot of our time together, and I decided it would be smart to not be so oblivious, so I asked Zen to lend me some of his magazines so I could... Figure stuff out." He blushed as he said this, looking up at me shyly through his lashes. I found myself momentarily questioning what kind of magazines Zen keeps, but I pushed that thought aside- it was better off I didn't know.

I ran my hands up along Yoosung's arms, landing on his jaw, tenderly rubbing just below his jawline, staring into his eyes softly.

"Are you... Really okay with this..?"

Yoosung slid his hands up over my own, squeezing them softly, nodding in response.

"I'm always okay with you. Just... Pardon my inexperience."

I raised an eyebrow at him slowly, smiling a bit.

"You say that like I have experience."

"You don't?!"

I laughed a bit at his surprise, shaking my head slowly.

"No. I had kissed people before, but.. Nothing beyond that. I was part of a religious cult and was paranoid of everyone."

He giggled a bit, nodding slowly, "Okay, yeah, that's true..."

I ran my hand through his hair gently, smiling as his eyes fluttered closed at my touch.

"But you... I feel so enamoured with you." I bit my lip gently, feeling the storm of my emotions overflowing all over again. "I didn't think I was capable of such feelings. I didn't think I would be deserving of someone's touch, especially someone as incredible as you," I let out a soft laugh, shaking my head, "But... Here you are. Some days I still can't quite believe it."

I laced my fingers into his, kissing his knuckles softly.

"I want to do everything in my power to keep you. I will keep winning your heart every day so you never stop loving me- I'll do anything for you."

His eyes were shining, his face bright pink as he looked at me.

"S-Saeran..."

I looked into his eyes, one of my hands resting on his chest, above his heart.

"Yoosung, I love you."

A tear fell from his eyes again as he beamed at me, pulling my chest flat against his own.

"I love you so much-!" He crashed his lips onto mine, his breaths ragged as he cried, his tongue sliding over my lip gently, desperate to connect. I opened my mouth, moaning softly as he slid his tongue over mine, the taste of him enough to make me feel drunk. The kiss continued for a few minutes, soft moans and warm breath the only sensations surrounding us outside of the cool chill of the night air. I pulled away, leaning my forehead against his, looking into his eyes, my breathing heavy.

"...Let's go inside."

We gathered the blankets, climbing back down the security ladder. He got down before me, and tried to gather the blankets, but I stopped him, scooping him up in my arms, causing him to squeak in surprise. He blushed as I carried him to the bedroom, closing the door behind me with my foot, laying him down on the bed. I crawled over him, looking down into his gorgeous eyes, stroking some of his hair away from them.

He smiled up at me, pulling me down to him by my shoulders, attaching our lips once again. I bit his lip softly, smiling a bit as he whimpered in response. My body was growing warmer by the second as the kiss continued- more passionate, more tongue, more need. Suddenly he placed his hands on my chest, pushing me over, flipping us so that he was on top of me. He blushed as he sat upright, slowly pulling the zipper of his sweater down. I smiled, sitting up a bit, pushing it off of his shoulders, allowing it to fall off of his arms, tossing it to the side.

I trailed my hands down his chest slowly, playing with the hem of his shirt, and his blush deepened, his eyes looking at me with a mixture of nerves and excitement. I slid my fingers under his shirt, gingerly touching the skin of his abdomen, and he visibly shivered as my cold fingers ran over his warm skin. I placed both my palms on his abdomen, staring him in the eyes as I ran my hands over his stomach, and chest, lifting his shirt higher and higher until his chest was completely exposed. He lifted his arms, and I pulled the shirt off, tossing it into the darkness of the room, unable to tear my eyes away from him.

His skin was nearly milky white, smooth as silk, and had not a hair in sight. His nipples were erect in the cold air, goosebumps rising all over his skin. He blushed under my gaze, trying to lift his arms to hide his bare chest, but I grabbed his wrists, keeping them at his sides. I pulled him down to kiss him quickly, trailing kisses down his jaw and neck, over his collarbones, slowly and tantalizingly, until I came to his nipples, gazing up at his eyes as I flicked my tongue out, running over the left one. He threw his head back, unable to hold in the loud moan that escaped his lips, his body quivering at the sensation.

I smiled to myself, sucking at his nipple now, my hands massaging his hips. His hands found my shoulders, squeezing hard, soft whimpers of my name falling from his lips, broken sighs and moans echoing in the room. I bit down on it gently and he cried out, his hands gripping hard at my hair.

"O-Oh, Saeran..!"

His breathing was heavy as he pushed me back, reaching hastily for the hem of my shirt, pulling hard at it. I smiled up at him, laughing softly.

"Someone's impatient."

He huffed softly, crossing his arms indignantly.

"I just want to see my boyfriend up close..."

I blushed, still smiling as I lifted my shirt up, tossing it aside. I felt self-conscious all over again as I became painfully aware of the scars all over my body, of which Yoosung seemed to be observing. He lifted his hand slowly, trailing his fingers over the scars on my chest and stomach. I watched his face carefully, waiting for any signs of disgust, or repulsion- but none came. Just a sad look of knowing- a look of pain of not being able to save me from those moments I hated myself so much that I brought harm to my own body. He ended the trail of his hands on the tattoo on my right arm, and I recoiled slightly- still ashamed of what meaning that tattoo held, and its permanence within me.

He leaned in slowly, placing soft, tender kisses all over the scars on my upper body, and I blushed softly, closing my eyes as his lips padded all over me, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. He trailed up from my stomach, to my chest and collarbones, trailing over to my arm, hovering above my tattoo for a moment before biting down hard on it. I flinched in surprise, looking down at him as he continued to leave little bite marks all over it.

"Wh-Why did you bite there..?"

His eyes flashed up at me, and I was taken aback at the sheer possessiveness burning within them.

"Because they tried to keep you- and you're mine now."

I moaned as he kissed me, his aura burning me up inside in the best of ways, a flame igniting me in every corner of my body. I wrapped my arms around him, flipping us again, swiftly unbuttoning Yoosung's pants, pulling them down, tossing them aside, quickly disposing of my own. I leaned back on my knees, staring down at my lover before me- his legs were long and lean, just as smooth and soft as the rest of him. He looked like he was glowing in the dim moonlight pouring in from my window; I barely registered myself licking my lips as my eyes landed on his black boxers, of which I could see the outline of his hard-on pressing through them.

He blushed as I ran my hands slowly along his shins, massaging the curves of his knees, the muscles on his inner thigh- he was squirming beneath me, his breathing uneven and shaky as I came closer and closer to his arousal. I smiled, leaning in just above his boxers, licking the skin above the band of material. He cried out in need, his hips bucking up towards me, and I felt my body pulse as he quivered beneath me.

I ran my thumb slowly under the band, taking a deep breath before looking up at him.

"..If you want me to stop, tell me now, otherwise I don't think I can hold back."

"Don't," His eyes were swirling with need, dark and half-lidded, his lips moist with saliva as he panted heavily, "Don't hold back."

I pulled his boxers down, throwing them quickly to the side, rubbing circles on Yoosung's beautiful hips. I leaned in close, staring at his length with awe- it was long and slender, a perfect shade of pink at the head, and there, a bead of pre-cum was awaiting me. I flicked my tongue out to catch it, and Yoosung cried out again, squirming harder with impatience.

I wrapped my mouth around his head, sucking hard at it, revelling in Yoosung's cries of my name before finally taking him all the way in, slowly lifting again. I met his gaze as I bobbed my head along his cock, his face burning and even deeper shade of pink as he watched me take him. His lip was quivering, eyes watering with pleasure, gazing at me through his lashes. He gripped the sheets hard in his fists, beads of sweat covering his body, his lip now caught between his teeth as he fought back a moan. I pulled away from him for a moment, slowly stroking him with my hand in absence of my mouth.

"Don't hold your moans in," I squeezed the base of his cock hard and he moaned wantonly, and I smiled at him, the warmth in my abdomen beginning to fill my whole body, "I love the sounds you make."

"O-Oh, fuck- Saeran.. Oh..." He bucked his hips up again as I took him back in my mouth, running my tongue under the base, swirling it around the tip as I reached the head. I went faster, closing my eyes, focusing on his whimpers of my name, the quickening of his breath-

"S-Saeran, oh, oh- FUCK!" His hips jerked involuntarily, his cum flowing into my mouth in quick streams, which I happily swallowed down, moaning as I did so. I pulled away, licking the head of his cock clean before climbing over him, removing his hands from his blushing face. I kissed him softly, and the whimper he let out at tasting his cum on my tongue nearly drove me to the edge.

I pulled away, licking my lips, sighing softly, smiling down at my flustered boyfriend.

"Mm... You're delicious, you know that?" His blush deepened as I leaned in close to his ear, my breath tickling his neck, "Maybe I should taste that every morning."

"S-Saeran!" He pushed me away, forcing me onto my back, a determined look on his face, running his fingers along my hips gently, hooking his fingers in the band of my own boxers.

"It's my turn now."

I made no objection, lifting my hips to assist him as he pulled them down, removing them from my body. He blushed as my cock sprang free, staring at it with wide eyes.

"You're.. So big..."

I hid my face with one hand, a blush covering it, letting out a small sigh.

"You don't need to say it out loud..."

He nervously wrapped his hand around the base of it, stroking it slowly, and I hummed low in my throat in approval. He leaned in, lapping tentatively at my head before suckling gently at it, his violet doe eyes fixed on me. I bit my lip, breathing slowly through my nose.

"Ah... Do... Do it a bit harder.."

He complied, sucking harder, causing me to hum again, and I nodded, closing my eyes as I tilted my head back in pleasure.

"That's... Like that..."

He picked up his pace, moving his tongue around experimentally, catching on to what got me going very quickly- humming in his throat when he took me all the way in, pressing his lips hard around my centre, catching his teeth on the edge of my head, making my body twitch with need. He bobbed his head faster, pressing his tongue hard against the base of my cock, and I let out a hiss through my teeth, my head tilting to the side, my hips quivering.

I could feel the fire building inside me as he continued, going faster, and faster- I felt something snap within me, my hands reaching down, grabbing a fistful of his hair, forcing him down onto my cock as I came hard into his throat. The sound of him gagging around me as I released sent me into ecstasy, sparks popping behind my eyes. I let go when my peak fell, and he pulled back, coughing hard at the sudden force put upon him.

The high of pleasure now beginning to ebb away, guilt quickly replaced it. I sat up, gingerly reaching for his shoulder, my eyebrows creased together in concern.

"Yoosung, are you okay...? I kinda lost control... I'm sorry.."

He blushed, smiling softly up at me, rubbing his throat softly, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

"It was... Kinda hot. I just wasn't prepared.. But I wouldn't be opposed to you.. Doing that again..."

I smiled, sighing softly, pulling him towards me, wrapping my arms around his upper body gently.

"I think.. That's enough for today. I just want to hold you now."

Yoosung snuggled into my touch, his head buried into my chest, his hair tickling my jaw. He wrapped his leg around mine, and I smiled at the sensation of our bare skin pressed against each other completely. He turned his head so his ear was right above my heart, his eyes fluttering closed, a content smile on his lips.

"Your skin is so soft, Saeran... And your heartbeat is so comforting.."

He kissed my chest, right above my heart, before looking up at me with a loving gaze, his smile bright and warm as he kissed me- his aura was so bright I felt like it could purify me.

"I love you." I whispered against his lips, and I felt his curve up into a smile.

"And I love you."

ahhhhhHHHHHHHHH 30 CHAPTERS AND THERE'S FINALLY SOME NSFW. But I mean i feel they'd have to have a slow progression because- well you all read the story ;0;

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~Pixil-8