You(r) Tuber Vol 1.

21 Chop-khun and His Peach Scent

 

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The sound of the bathroom door unlocking caught Intouch's attention as he stood by the glass door, holding a glass of wine. He turned his gaze away from the heavy rain pouring outside the villa and looked at Chop-khun, who emerged wearing an oversized white T-shirt and grey pyjama pants. His brown hair was slightly messy from blow-drying, but to Intouch, he looked as adorable as ever.

 

Meeting Intouch's sharp eyes, Chop-khun suddenly felt nervous, his mind wandering to the thought of sharing a bed with him. Especially after confessing their feelings earlier, it'd be a lie to say he wasn't feeling anything. But why am I this excited?!

 

During their earlier dinner, their conversation flowed so smoothly that they talked for hours. Now, Chop-khun couldn't think of a single thing to say. Glancing at the rain outside, he seized the opportunity to start a conversation.

 

"It's raining all of a sudden," Chop-khun said, walking to stand beside Intouch. "If it keeps pouring like this tomorrow, we probably won't be able to go diving."

 

"I checked the weather. It won't rain during the day tomorrow," Intouch replied, taking a sip from his wine glass.

 

"In, did you order wine?"

 

"Yeah, I noticed you like red wine, so I ordered some. But I'm not sure if you'll like this brand."

 

"Honestly, I don't know much about wine. If I like the taste, I like it. I'll have to try it first. Most of the time, I just take some from my dad."

 

"Your dad likes wine?"

 

"Yeah, he loves it. He even has a wine cellar."

 

"What kind of wine does he like?"

 

"From what I've seen, he likes all kinds, but he opens red wine the most."

 

Intouch nodded in understanding and stepped closer to Chop-khun, reaching out to fix his messy hair. "You should try it later. The wine's in the living room."

 

"Okay, thanks."

 

"Your hair smells nice, Khun."

 

"You think so? I think so too. It's the hotel shampoo. The soap also smells amazing," Chop-khun said, leaning down to sniff his arm dramatically before extending it toward Intouch. "Guess what scent it is."

 

Intouch glanced at the pale wrist and leaned in slightly. Though his nose didn't touch Chop-khun's skin, the scent was unmistakable. It was the kind of fragrance that made him want to keep smelling it.

 

"Peach."

 

"Correct." Chop-khun's lips curved into a smile. 

 

"I've never used peach-scented products before. It smells so good. I might have to switch to it."

 

"I like peach."

 

"You do?" Chop-khun tilted his head, looking at him curiously.

 

"When it's on you."

 

Chop-khun's face flushed at the straightforward comment. Meeting Intouch's steady gaze only made him more flustered, unsure where to look. He bit his lips slightly before mumbling, "You should take a shower too, so you'll smell nice."

 

Intouch smiled. "After I finish this glass."

 

The mischievous glint in Intouch's eyes and the smirk on his lips made Chop-khun feel a twinge of annoyance. He always seems to enjoy it when I get flustered. Ugh, I need to get back at him.

 

Chop-khun grabbed Intouch's hand, took the wine glass, and downed the remaining red liquid in one go. The warmth of the alcohol spread through his chest as he licked the wine residue from the corner of his lips. The unintentional gesture made Intouch's heart skip a beat.

 

"The glass is empty now. Go take a shower. I'm curious too if I'll like the peach scent on you," Chop-khun said, his voice trailing off at the end, but his eyes remained locked on Intouch's.

 

"You really want to know?"

 

"Yeah." Chop-khun lifted his chin slightly in defiance. The stubborn expression and challenging gaze made Intouch smile at how adorable Chop-khun was. He loved it when Chop-khun tried to get back at him, even though he could barely hide his embarrassment.

 

"Alright, I'll go shower now," Intouch said, tapping the tip of Chop-khun's red nose affectionately.

 

Chop-khun didn't respond, only nodding slightly. Once the teasing man disappeared into the bathroom, Chop-khun let out a long sigh and flopped onto the bed. He rolled back and forth several times, his face burning as if he were standing in front of a hot grill, even though the air conditioning was on full blast. His heart raced as he replayed Intouch's gaze and words in his mind. Damn it, I'm blushing so hard! ...But honestly, I handled that pretty well.

 

After silently praising himself, Chop-khun took a deep breath and pressed his palms to his cheeks, giving them a few light slaps to regain his composure. When he opened his eyes, he blinked in surprise to see Intouch standing by the bed. He froze for five seconds before springing up into a sitting position, his face even redder than before. Why is he standing there?

 

"I forgot to grab my pyjamas," Intouch explained, his expression calm despite the smile he was struggling to suppress. He'd accidentally witnessed Chop-khun rolling around on the bed earlier.

 

"Oh, okay," Chop-khun replied, his voice barely audible. All his earlier confidence had vanished, leaving only a flustered expression and reddened cheeks and nose that made him look even more endearing. Without saying anything more, Intouch turned to grab his pyjamas, a wide grin spreading across his face as he walked away, unseen by the man on the bed.

 

Meanwhile, Chop-khun quickly grabbed his phone from the bedside table, pretending to scroll through it while his lips pouted in embarrassment. He definitely saw me. Ahhhh, how embarrassing!

 

"Make yourself comfortable. I won't forget anything else," Intouch said before heading back to the bathroom, leaving Chop-khun to glare playfully at the bathroom door. Just wait until it's my turn.

 

After sulking for a bit, Chop-khun flopped back onto the bed, spreading his arms across the soft blanket. Just then, a LINE notification popped up. Seeing it was a message from his younger brother, he rolled onto his stomach and opened the chat.

 

Khunkhun: The sky was so beautiful today. I saw Sebastian too! Are you going to be a crybaby and want him home again?

Teerak: Stop making fun of me!

Khunkhun: How's Kati? Is he feeling down?

Teerak: Nope. He's been playing with Mantou all day. They're inseparable.

 

Sent a photo

 

Chop-khun burst out laughing at the picture of Kati standing under Mantou, both dogs wearing brightly colored heart-shaped sunglasses. He saved the photo, planning to post it on his story later.

 

Teerak: What are you doing now?!

Khunkhun: Just rolling around.

Teerak: And P'In?

Khunkhun: Showering.

 

Teerak: Ohhh, what are you two doing after?

Khunkhun: What else? Probably watching a movie.

Teerak: Ohhh, watching a movie, huh? (Blushing bear sticker)

Khunkhun (Rabbit with a club sticker)

Teerak (Smirking pig sticker with 'Ooohhh' text): The photo P'In posted on his story is so cute. Are you two dating now?

 

Chop-khun thought about the photo he was tagged in earlier in the evening. It was a picture Intouch had taken of their shadows on the street as they walked together in the old town. When Intouch took the photo, Chop-khun had noticed and playfully posed as if poking Intouch's cheek. After reposting it on his own Instagram story, his close friends who knew about the situation had been teasing him nonstop.

 

Khunkhun: Not yet.

 

He paused for a moment before typing again.

 

Khunkhun: But we've confessed already.

 

As soon as he sent the message, a video call from Teerak popped up on the screen. Smiling, Chop-khun shook his head slightly and answered, already expecting this reaction.

 

[Who confessed first?] Teerak wasted no time, firing the question at his older brother.

 

"Shh..." Chop-khun raised a finger to his lips, signalling his brother to lower his voice. Once Teerak nodded eagerly, Chop-khun glanced toward the bathroom door, listening to the sound of water hitting the floor. He then turned back to his brother.

 

"We were walking on the beach together..." Chop-khun trailed off, smiling shyly as he recalled the events of the evening.

 

[And then?] Teerak urged him to continue when he fell silent.

 

"Alright, alright, I'll tell you," Chop-khun said, summarising the story quickly, worried that Intouch might come out of the bathroom before he finished. When he got to the part where Intouch confessed, Teerak smiled bashfully. Covering his mouth with his hand. By the time Chop-khun described Intouch finding the message in the sand, Teerak was biting his shirt collar in excitement. Chop-khun was already embarrassed recounting the story, but seeing his brother's reaction made him even more flustered.

[P'In is so sweet.]

 

Chop-khun nodded, agreeing with Teerak.

He's so sweet I can't even handle it.

 

[You look so happy. Do you realise that?]

 

"Really? Is it that obvious?" Chop-khun shrugged, smiling in a way that made Teerak roll his eyes and pout. Seeing his brother's constant smile, Teerak couldn't help but feel happy for him. Ever since Chop-khun met Intouch, his life seemed brighter and more joyful-nothing like when he was with Tewit. If he had to compare the two, Intouch was a diamond, while Tewit was just a piece of tile.

 

[How's the trip? Are you having fun?]

 

"Great. How about Kati and Mantou? Where are they?"

 

[Here.] 

 

Teerak panned the camera to show Kati lying on his back on the floor, with Mantou sitting beside him, chewing on a ball and trying to nudge Kati's belly with his paw to get him to play. Chop-khun laughed at the image he saw and quickly took a screenshot.

 

[Oh, by the way, the adults changed the family trip from Khao Yai to Hua Hin.]

 

"Why?" Chop-khun raised an eyebrow. This year's family reunion trip had been planned for months. Why the sudden change?

 

[Something about an issue with the accommodation they booked. Li suggested Hua Hin instead so the kids could play in the water. Grandpa and Grandma also wanted to go to the beach.]

 

"Can we bring the dogs?"

 

[Yes.]

 

"Then that's great. We go to Khao Yai almost every year. It'll be nice to take Kati and Mantou to the beach for a change."

 

After chatting for a bit, Teerak excused himself to continue studying. Chop-khun couldn't help but remind him to rest properly, worried because their mom often complained that Teerak had been staying up all night studying lately.

 

"Don't overdo it, okay? Get plenty of rest. Even young people can get sick. Health is important."

 

[I know. It's just for now. You take care of yourself, too, babe. Don't overdo things.]

 

Chop-khun frowned, about to ask what he could possibly be overdoing, but when he saw the mischievous smile on Teerak's face, he bared his teeth playfully. Teerak laughed before ending the call. That brat!

 

After lying on his stomach for so long that his back started to ache, Chop-khun got up and walked to the living room. He poured some wine from the bottle on the table into a glass, then sank into the large sofa bed. Picking up his phone, he opened his photo album to browse through the pictures he'd taken since the start of the trip.

 

Soft laughter escaped him as he scrolled to a clip of Intouch eating ice cream with a straight face, only to break into a shy smile when he realised he was being filmed. He looked so cute when he was shy. Too bad it's such a rare sight.

 

He sipped his wine as he continued scrolling through the photos. When he reached the ones taken with Intouch by the beach, his scrolling slowed down. There were about three or four pictures of them together, and he liked every single one. But the one he lingered on the longest was the one where Intouch leaned over from behind, resting his chin on Chop-khun's shoulder, a wide smile revealing his dimples. Chop-khun was smiling just as brightly in the photo.

 

Chop-khun smiled and tapped the heart icon on the picture. He locked his phone and placed it on the table before shifting to lie on his side, leaning against a cushion. Resting his face on his arm, he gazed out at the rain, which had started to let up.

 

"Are you sleepy?"

 

Chop-khun flinched slightly at the question, accompanied by the sound of the sofa in front of him sinking. He looked at the man sitting across from him, now dressed in an oversized black T-shirt and grey sweatpants. Now I understand why he said I smelled nice. Because right now, he smells amazing.

 

"I'm not sleepy yet. Just watching the rain," he replied softly, his voice slower and his eyes more glazed than usual, something Intouch immediately noticed.

 

"How many glasses have you had?"

 

"Two. Oh, if you count the one I took from you, then a little over two."

 

Intouch smiled faintly, recalling the earlier incident before his shower. He shifted to lie on his side, propping his arm on the backrest, and watched as Chop-khun rested his face on his arm, his cheek slightly squished. Gently, he reached out to stroke Chop-khun's brown hair. Chop-khun leaned into the large hand, enjoying the sensation. He loved it when Intouch stroked his head like this. It felt so good and comforting. He understood why Kati loved being petted so much.

 

"How's the wine? Do you like it?"

 

"It's good. Easy to drink."

 

"What about the one you had at my place last time, Khun? Did you like that one?"

 

At the mention of their last wine night, a faint blush crept onto Chop-khun's face. He wasn't thinking about the wine, but rather their first kiss that night. His eyes inadvertently drifted to Intouch's lips, and a fluttery feeling stirred in his stomach as he vividly recalled the moment.

 

"I liked it," he mumbled, avoiding direct eye contact.

 

"I liked it, too."

 

Hearing that, Chop-khun's round eyes glanced up at Intouch's sharp features. The glint in his eyes made Chop-khun's cheeks flush even more. Both of them smiled, but neither said anything further.

 

Chop-khun found himself staring at Intouch's handsome face, which always made his heart race. He admitted that Intouch's looks and demeanour were exactly his type. But what impressed him even more was Intouch's personality. The more he got to know him, the more he liked him: his attitude, his calmness, his kindness.

 

And he really liked the version of himself when he was with Intouch. Like right now.

 

"What are you thinking about?" Intouch asked, noticing Chop-khun staring at him silently for a while.

 

"Thinking about you."

 

Intouch raised an eyebrow. "What about me?"

 

"Not gonna tell you," Chop-khun replied with a small smile, which made Intouch smile back.

 

"What do I have to do for you to tell me?"

 

"Hmm, good question." Chop-khun raised an eyebrow playfully. "What should you do?"

 

".."  Intouch watched as Chop-khun's long lashes fluttered slowly, his cheeks tinged pink, his full lips curved into a faint smile, and his brown eyes sparkled with mischief. He suspected that the wine had made Chop-khun a bit bolder than usual.

 

"If I tell you, will you do whatever I say?"

 

...And dealing with this version of Chop-khun was making Intouch's heart race.

 

"Are you drunk?"

 

"I'm not. I won't let myself get drunk. We're diving tomorrow, and I don't want to be hungover." Chop-khun insisted he wasn't drunk. He was fully conscious, maybe 99 per cent, but definitely not drunk.

 

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

 

"Two."

"..." Intouch held up five fingers.

 

"Five." Not only did Chop-khun answer, but he also placed his smaller hand against Intouch's larger one.

 

Intouch suppressed a smile, narrowing his eyes at the man in front of him. He was now certain that Chop-khun wasn't drunk, but the two glasses of wine had definitely made him more daring.

 

"You're sure you're not drunk?"

 

"Don't you believe me?" Chop-khun raised an eyebrow. "Fine, I'll prove it to you."

 

".." Intouch stayed still, watching as Chop-khun sat up straight, curious about what he'd do next.

 

"I can still see your face clearly. Look, here's your mouth." Despite his words, Chop-khun playfully poked Intouch's cheek instead, gently rubbing it.

 

Intouch immediately smiled, realising he was being teased. He watched the mischievous grin on Chop-khun's face and let him have his fun, even though the playful touches and the faint scent of Chop-khun were making his heart race.

 

"Here's your cheek." Chop-khun's finger tapped the tip of Intouch's nose, accompanied by a cheeky smile.

 

"And this..." His slender finger rested on Intouch's lips. "This is your nose."

 

"Wrong," Intouch said, leaning closer and cupping Chop-khun's face to tilt it upward. "Let me show you."

 

The distance between their faces gradually decreased until their noses touched.

 

"This is my nose." Intouch grinned. Chop-khun's face heated up instantly, not expecting to be countered like this.

 

"And this is my cheek," Intouch continued, brushing his nose against Chop-khun's flushed cheek, his warm breath grazing the skin.

 

"And then..." Intouch pulled back slightly, their eyes still locked.

 

"And then what?" Chop-khun asked with a small smile.

 

Intouch chuckled softly before brushing his nose against Chop-khun's again, his lips teasingly grazing the younger man's, almost touching but not quite.

 

"You're so bold."

 

Meeting Intouch's dark, glimmering eyes, Chop-khun found it hard to keep up his bravado. His heart pounded as Intouch pressed a kiss to his lips, nibbling and tugging gently, the sound of their kiss filling the room.

 

Intouch leaned closer, guiding Chop-khun to lie back against the sofa. His hand lifted Chop-khun's slender leg onto the couch as he lay beside him, partially hovering over him, their lips never parting.

 

One of Intouch's arms propped him up on the sofa, while the other hand caressed Chop-khun's slim waist, moving up and down. His tongue traced along Chop-khun's lips before slipping inside, exploring every corner of his warm mouth, savouring the lingering taste of wine. Chop-khun let out a soft moan in response.

 

Chop-khun wrapped his arms around Intouch's neck, the sensations quickly overwhelming him. He found himself responding instinctively, his body melting under Intouch's touch. The expertise Intouch displayed this time far surpassed their previous encounters. Their gentle, teasing movements grew more intense, their tongues intertwining passionately. 

 

Occasionally, they'd take turns sucking on each other's tongues, the wet sounds of their kisses echoing in their ears, drowning out the sound of the rain, which had started pouring heavily again. Their breathing grew heavier until Intouch finally pulled back, giving Chop-khun a moment to catch his breath. He gazed at Chop-khun's half-lidded eyes, flushed face, and slightly parted, glistening lips before leaning in for another kiss.

 

Intouch's hand slipped under Chop-khun's T-shirt, caressing his soft stomach before moving upward. His fingers brushed over sensitive spots, eliciting soft moans from Chop-khun.

 

Chop-khun didn't remain passive either. One hand stroked the back of Intouch's neck, while the other tangled in his jet-black hair, gripping lightly and then more firmly as Intouch's fingers teased his chest.

 

Their growing arousal was evident to both of them. Intouch broke the kiss, staring deeply into Chop-khun's brown eyes. They exchanged a look that conveyed their mutual desire for more.

 

"Let me take care of you."

 

Chop-khun nodded but hesitated slightly. "But I haven't..."

 

Although Chop-khun didn't finish his sentence, Intouch understood that Chop-khun hadn't prepared himself. He knew that with their diving plans tomorrow, neither of them wanted to overexert themselves tonight. Intouch had no intention of pushing things too far either, not wanting to leave Chop-khun drained or 

 missing out on the fun.

 

"It's alright. Do you want to keep going?" Intouch inquired, his voice gentle.

 

"Mm," Chop-khun nodded, longing to touch the older man, to be even closer to him.

 

When he saw the answer, Intouch's heart raced. He began to caress the soft body beneath him with calm patience, even though his own desire ached within him. He wanted Chop-khun to feel as much happiness as possible, so he refused to rush.

 

He pressed a kiss to those full lips, then moved to gently nibble at the earlobe, trailing his lips down to the pale curve of Chop-khun's neck. Intouch breathed in the delicate scent, softly biting and kissing without leaving a mark. His sharp features lowered further as he lifted the T-shirt up to the neck, revealing the tattoo above the white chest, his eyes drawn first to the words and the drifting dandelion. He brushed soft kisses over them.

 

"Did I ever tell you I like your tattoo, Khun?"

 

As he spoke, Intouch brushed the hair from his eyes, glancing up at the deep red face, his fingertips tracing the beautiful ink.

 

"You only like the tattoo?" Chop-khun asked, his brown eyes trembling. He could only meet those intense eyes for a moment before looking away. Gosh. I can't handle this man. He's too hot!

 

The man above gave a small, knowing smile, eyes fixed on the deeply blushing face, while his fingers circled and teased the soft nipple until it hardened beneath his touch.

 

"I like this part as well. Do you like it when I do this?"

 

There was no answer in words, but Chop-khun's body told him everything; this spot was especially sensitive. him.

 

"Ah," Chop-khun gasped, his back arching, unconsciously pressing into the touch that sent sparks through

 

"Look at me."

 

Chop-khun wasn't sure if it was the gentle tone or simply his own desire to see Intouch's face, but he turned easily, meeting those dark eyes. Even with his face burning and his heart pounding as if it might burst, he couldn't look away from the man before him.

 

The slow circling became quick, teasing flicks. Chop-khun's face twisted, his chest arching into the touch. He bit his lower lip so hard that Intouch leaned down to gently suck and coax his lips open, soothing them with his tongue.

 

"Don't bite your lip. I want to hear your voice," Intouch said, before lowering his mouth to the other nipple.

 

Chop-khun moaned softly, glancing down at the fingers circling and pinching one of his nipples, while the other nipple was being licked and sucked, the wet sounds filling the air. When he looked up, he found Intouch already watching him.

 

"Let's turn off the lights," he whispered, his voice trembling as he felt the large hand slide down to massage his sensitive spot through the soft fabric of his pants.

 

Chop-khun wasn't brave enough to watch Intouch do all this with the lights so bright. Intouch paused, reaching out to gently stroke his hair. "Okay, just a moment." He stood, his eyes lingering on the flushed, peaked nipples before he went to turn off every light.

 

The room fell into darkness, but the glow from outside still filtered through the large glass doors, letting them see each other in a soft, shadowy light. Intouch returned to lie beside Chop-khun on the sofa, picking up where he left off. 

 

Warm breath and the dampness of his tongue traced lightly along the neck, drifting lower to the chest. His hand slid the waistband of Chop-khun's pants down just enough to free him. His palm circled the tip, now slick with clear fluid. He rubbed in slow circles until his palm was wet, then wrapped his hand around the hard length, stroking slowly.

 

Chop-khun squeezed his eyes shut, barely able to hold back his moans as both his most sensitive places were touched at once. His legs rubbed together, hands clutching at Intouch's black hair. Intouch lifted his face from the chest, watching Chop-khun's reactions as he stroked the part up and down. He wanted to know what would make Chop-khun lose control, what would make him cry out.

 

"Does this feel good?"

 

".." It felt incredible, but Chop-khun couldn't bring himself to say it aloud. Intouch didn't need a reply as the look on Chop-khun's face and the way his body moved told him everything. He focused even more on the spots that made Chop-khun tremble. Chop-khun already felt like he couldn't take much more. It'd been so long since his last time, and Intouch was so skilled that every touch overwhelmed him. 

 

Even though he didn't want to compare, Tewit had hardly ever taken the time to arouse him, as the guy always focused solely on his own desire. But with Intouch's care, Chop-khun felt good-so-good, in body and heart. Yet he felt so much from every touch that he didn't dare show it.

 

He snapped out of his thoughts when his pants were pulled off completely, goosebumps rising as his skin met the cool air. Chop-khun only realised what was happening when Intouch grabbed a cushion to place under his hips, then knelt on the floor, lifting one leg and pressing soft kisses to the inside of his ankle. No one had ever done this for him before.

 

Chop-khun's heart pounded, fine hairs standing on end as those lips kissed and licked their way up his leg to the inner thigh. Intouch gently spread those slender legs, then bent down to suck and nibble at the skin near Chop-khun's most sensitive spot, drawing out a soft moan.

 

This is another place where Chop-khun is especially sensitive. His pale face burned as he looked down at the head between his legs. Their eyes met in the dim light, and as their vision adjusted, they could see each other's faces and bodies more clearly-almost too clearly.

 

Chop-khun covered his face with the back of his hand, embarrassed by the open desire in Intouch's gaze. Just being looked at made him nearly lose control. Because it was Intouch. That's what got him feeling like this.

 

Intouch began to slowly lick along the length. Chop-khun's breathing grew heavier, and he let out a loud moan when the soft tongue circled the tip, making sounds that made him blush even more. His head fell back, his hands gripping Intouch's hair, his toes curling, and his body twisting helplessly. 

 

When his sensitive part was enveloped in the warm mouth, deep enough to feel the throat, moving up and down in perfect rhythm, his moans grew louder, spurring Intouch on. His hips moved as the pleasure built higher and higher. One hand tried to push Intouch's head away, knowing he was about to lose control, but it was no use.

 

"In, I'm close... ah!"

 

Veined hands locked his thighs to the sofa, Intouch's head moving faster, his eyes watching every reaction. When he saw Chop-khun pinching his own nipple, eyes squeezed shut, moaning, Intouch grew even more aroused.

 

"In, ah, I'm going to-" Chop-khun's sweet, breathless voice repeated.

 

Intouch's heart swelled every time he heard Chop-khun call his name in that desperate tone. As Chop-khun's hand pressed his head down, he unconsciously thrust into Intouch's mouth. Chop-khun trembled, his body jerking several times. He moaned loudly as he released everything, his body still taut, hands tangled in Intouch's hair.

 

Relief washed over him, his body light as if floating. The pleasure overflowed, bringing tears to his eyes. Chop-khun hadn't felt like this in so long.

 

He lay back, still caught in the afterglow, letting Intouch swallow his every drop. Intouch's hand stroked the length as he licked the tip clean. Intouch lay down, wrapping Chop-khun in his arms until his breathing calmed, pressing a gentle kiss to his damp forehead, his hand soothingly stroking the slender back.

 

"Did it feel good?"

 

Chop-khun nodded, admitting it before sitting up. The white T-shirt slipped down, barely covering his lower body, making him feel a little less shy. Intouch shifted, reclining half-sitting, half-lying against the sofa. Their eyes met before Chop-khun moved and knelt beside him, leaning in to press a grateful kiss to his lips, his hands trembling as he reached for Intouch's waistband.

 

"Help me a little bit," he said, his face burning, but he didn't want to waste any more time, knowing Intouch felt just as much.

 

Intouch complied easily, lifting his hips as the pants were pulled away, his arousal springing up at once. Chop-khun's heart pounded wildly at how obvious Intouch's desire was. When he saw the large hand slowly stroking himself to ease the tension, he quickly looked up at Intouch's face.

 

"T-take off your shirt, too." When Intouch smiled at him, Chop-khun hurried to explain, "It might get messy."

 

"Take it off for me."

 

Chop-khun shot him a playful glare but still took off the T-shirt. The light from outside outlined the naked body, the muscular form clear in the shadows. Isn't this even more sexy? Chop-khun thought, before grabbing the hard, hot length, his thumb circling the slightly wet tip.

 

His face and body burned. Just thinking about what he was holding made him want to hide under a blanket, but because he wanted Intouch to feel good, too, he tried to shake off his embarrassment.

 

The heated atmosphere dissipated, leaving only slow, deliberate actions that stirred Intouch's emotions even more. He watched every move Chop-khun made with intent, appreciating the care he put into it. Even though Chop-khun wasn't particularly experienced, his touch easily made Intouch feel good.

 

"That's good, but a little faster."

 

Chop-khun followed his request, moving his wrist faster. Soon, the sound of heavy breathing filled the air, giving him a sense of accomplishment. His eyes wandered to the taut, rippling muscles of Intouch's abdomen, contracting intermittently. He then reached out and touched them. They were firm, and Intouch's body was so warm.

 

His palm lightly brushed over the faintly visible tattoo before he realised what he was doing and started to pull his hand back. But a larger hand caught his wrist, and that's when Chop-khun looked up at Intouch's face. Intouch gave a small smile and guided his hand to glide over his strong chest before bringing it back down to his abs.

 

"Can you kiss it?"

 

Both of their hearts raced. Chop-khun swallowed hard before deciding to shift, kneeling astride one of Intouch's thighs while still stroking him. He met Intouch's intense gaze for a fleeting moment before leaning in to press a kiss to the pale curve of his neck, inhaling his scent, and whispering softly into his ear.

 

"I like the peach scent on you, too."

 

As soon as he spoke, his full lips pressed a kiss to Intouch's sharp jawline, slowly trailing down to kiss lightly over the spot where his heart beat steadily. His moist tongue licked across the broad chest, stopping at a spot he knew would make Intouch feel good. Intouch clenched his jaw tightly, his rough hands kneading the soft, bare flesh with a passion that wasn't exactly gentle. "Does it hurt?" he asked.

 

"Harder," Chop-khun replied, his lips hovering just above the nipple.

 

"Ah," The low moan from Intouch and the firm touches on his body made Chop-khun instinctively press his thighs together. His own arousal returned, clear fluid beginning to drip onto Intouch's thigh. Embarrassed, he quickly pulled his shirt down to cover the evidence, but his movements didn't escape Intouch's notice. 

 

Intouch could feel how restless Chop-khun was, unconsciously grinding his sensitive area against his thigh, the tip occasionally brushing against his stomach. Even through the white T-shirt, his hardened nipples were clearly visible. Intouch pulled Chop-khun onto his lap and swiftly removed the white T-shirt.

 

"Together, alright?"

 

Chop-khun understood immediately. Their passionate kiss resumed, and soon their hands worked together, stroking each other in unison. Their naked bodies pressed together, and the wet sounds only heightened their shared desire. The cool air couldn't temper the heat between them. The only way to cool down was to release it together.

 

Chop-khun broke the kiss, tilting his head back as the pleasure surged. Intouch's lips found his pale nipple again, sucking and licking harder, causing Chop-khun's hips to grind against him even more.

 

"In, I can't..." Chop-khun gasped, overwhelmed, his hand faltering. His face fell onto Intouch's broad shoulder, biting lightly to release the tension. Intouch took over, pressing their hot lengths together and stroking them both. He clenched his jaw as Chop-khun's hips moved against his hand, their heated bodies sliding against each other.

 

The faster Intouch moved, the louder Chop-khun's moans became, his breath hot and heavy against Intouch's neck.

 

"Kiss me," Intouch murmured. Chop-khun lifted his face, cupping Intouch's sharp features in his hands, and kissed him deeply, their passion growing more intense as they neared their peak.

 

As they approached the edge, they pulled back slightly to catch their breath, a thin string of saliva connecting their lips. Their foreheads rested together, their eyes reflecting each other's faces. Low moans mingled with soft gasps, their warm breaths brushing against each other's lips.

 

"I'm close," Intouch uttered.

 

"Not yet," Chop-khun replied, brushing Intouch's hand away. He slid down to kneel on the floor, his tongue flicking over the tip before taking as much of Intouch's length into his mouth as he could. His hands worked on the rest, moving up and down despite the difficulty.

 

The warmth of Chop-khun's soft mouth and the sight before him made Intouch's heart race. Intouch placed his hands on Chop-khun's head, gently guiding the rhythm. He was careful not to push too hard, worried about overwhelming him. They weren't perfectly in sync yet, but just imagining a future where they might be was enough to make him groan deeply. How incredible would it feel to be inside Chop-khun? Intouch wondered.

 

"That's good... ah, a little deeper," Intouch said, his handsome face tilting back and trembling as Chop-khun learned what pleased him. His abs tightened, sweat beading on his skin, and his heavy breathing echoed through the living room. Finally, he released into Chop-khun's warm mouth.

 

Intouch held Chop-khun's brown hair tightly, keeping him in place as he thrust a few more times before letting the moment linger. Chop-khun trembled, still unsatisfied. He reached down to stroke himself, his eyes lifting to the sight before him, making his stomach flutter and his heart race even more. He'd never seen this side of Intouch before, and he wanted to see more. He wondered just how much they could reveal to each other.

 

Intouch, still catching his breath, reached out to stroke Chop-khun's head before pulling him up to sit with his back against his chest.

 

"You were amazing just now," Intouch praised.

 

His sharp nose nuzzled into Chop-khun's pale neck, his lips leaving teasing kisses and nips that sent shivers through Chop-khun's fair skin. One hand circled and teased a soft nipple, while the other stroked his arousal.

 

Chop-khun moaned softly, his body trembling on Intouch's lap, his hips grinding against the heat beneath him until he finally released onto his smooth, pale stomach. He panted, collapsing against Intouch's sweat-dampened body, letting him kiss his cheek and temple to his heart's content.

 

"Just a moment," Intouch said, gently laying Chop-khun back on the sofa. He reached for the tissues on the table, cleaning the mess on Chop-khun's stomach under the dim light.

 

Once Chop-khun was clean, Intouch lay back on the sofa, resting his head on a cushion. He pulled the smaller man to lie on top of him, wrapping him in a tight embrace. Their bare skin pressed together, sharing warmth.

 

Chop-khun rested his face against Intouch's broad chest, still faintly scented with peach, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

 

"You're so warm, In."

 

"And you're so soft," Intouch replied, likely because of the lotion Chop-khun used often.

 

Chop-khun had once mentioned that his mother had applied it for him since he was a child, and it'd become a habit.

 

"This is so comfortable. If I stayed on top of you like this all day, would you be okay?" Chop-khun teased, meeting Intouch's gaze, earning a kiss on the forehead.

 

"Try it and see."

 

"Don't tempt me. I'm great at staying in bed, you know."

 

"How about we start tonight?"

 

"You said it," Chop-khun grinned before Intouch playfully pinched his cheek.

 

"I always mean what I say," Intouch replied.

 

Chop-khun nodded mischievously before resting his head on Intouch's firm chest again, his hand lightly brushing over the muscles. How much did Intouch have to work out to look this good? For Chop-khun, exercising wasn't easy at all.

 

"Should we watch a movie? It's only 9:30," Chop-khun suggested, glancing at the clock. 

 

"But let's cuddle first." 

 

Intouch smiled, tightening his embrace. 

 

"Alright, let's cuddle first."

 

They chatted idly, neither wanting to move, savouring the closeness they'd missed all week. They both knew that after this trip, it wouldn't be easy to see each other again with their busy schedules.

 

"Did you have a good day?" Intouch asked, running his hand through Chop-khun's brown hair.

 

"Mm, I had a great day. What about you?"

 

"I did too. You made me feel so good," Intouch replied.

 

Chop-khun smiled widely at the response, tracing his finger along Intouch's broad shoulder.

 

"Was there anything you didn't like earlier?" Intouch asked, wanting to make sure he hadn't done anything to upset Chop-khun. Physically and emotionally.

 

"I was fine," Chop-khun said, nuzzling his cheek against Intouch's warm skin. He felt comfortable; Chop-khun felt good about everything they'd done together. Seeing another side of Intouch and being able to respond to each other's needs-it was amazing. Even though they hadn't gone all the way, he felt closer to Intouch than ever.

 

"If there's anything you like or don't like, let me know. I want us to be able to talk about this as easily as we talk about anything else," Intouch said, his hand roaming over Chop-khun's slender back before gently kneading the soft flesh.

 

"What about you? What do you like?" Chop-khun asked, resting his chin on Intouch's chest and meeting his gaze.

 

"You."

 

Chop-khun couldn't help but smile. Seriously, is he really going to keep my heart running wild forever?

 

"And what about you? What do you like?" Intouch asked.

 

"I like everything you did," Chop-khun replied.

 

"Really?" Intouch smirked. "But that's not everything I want to do for you."

 

Chop-khun chuckled softly before pressing a kiss to Intouch's sharp chin, asking, "We still have two days left. Do you think you can do it all?"