Chapter 13 #3
This was too much for him. Too soon. I’ve hurt him. I’ve done something wrong.
He looks up at me, the distress clear on his features—eyes watery, mouth trembling.
“Sun-ah? What’s wrong? I can fix it. Let me fix it,” I plead. “Talk to me.”
“I don’t know what to do!” he cries, shoulders shaking as he crumples in on himself. “I just wanted to be good for you. I practiced so much and I thought I knew what I needed to be able to do it, but it’s so different. It’s really you now, and I don’t know how.”
Maybe it’s the wrong time, but I know that I have fallen even farther in that moment, his vulnerability bringing out a fierce protectiveness in me. “Sun, come here,” I coax, reaching to wrap my arms around him gingerly, not wanting to move in any way that will make him uncomfortable.
He wipes at his eyes with the back of his hands and lets himself fall onto my chest. “I’m sorry.”
I press a kiss to the top of his head, holding him tight. “Do you need to move? Should I pull out?”
“N-no,” he says quietly, from where his face is hidden against my neck. “I want you inside me. I thought the toys would help, but it’s not the same. You feel… bigger. I like it.”
“Thanks for the ego boost,” I chuckle. Smoothing my palms over his back, I remind him, “This is my first time, too, you know. I’ve never done this either.
We can learn together. Try some things. Do what feels right.
Tell each other what we like.” I pause and slip my finger under his chin to tilt his head up to look at me. “I want that. Do you?”
He nods, then looks down, suddenly shy. “Do you still want me right now?”
“Yes, I do. Very much,” I assure him. I let my hands drop to his ass, grabbing and rocking him just a little bit, and he gasps. “Still feels like I want you, yeah?”
“Y-yeah.” He sits back up just enough to kiss me, hungry and urgent. “Can we do this? Differently?”
It takes me a second to catch up again, my body very much responding to the quick switch from a moment of reassurance and back to the action. “Hold on,” I say, getting my balance as he clings to me, then gently rolling us over so he’s on his back and I’m hovering over him. “Let’s try this again.”
Sun looks up at me, his plush lips curved into the smile that I recognize is only for me, and I feel like I lose another little piece of my heart to him. He’s been stealing it away, a little bit here and there, until soon it won’t be mine any more. “I like this better.”
“Perfect.” I kiss him again, settling more into the space between his thighs, teasing my tongue against his until I feel him relax enough that I can move.
Any good sex I’ve ever had in my life becomes a distant memory once I pull out enough to thrust back in—replaced by how snug he is around me and the choked moan that I hear when I’m in deep. “Fuck, you take me so well.”
“I like when you say things like that,” he breathes, the surprise on his face evident as a tremor seems to shock his whole body. We’ve both just learned something about him, and I can work with this new information.
Moving my hand to his thigh, I hitch his leg up higher on my hip, not realizing how the angle would change and I’d somehow slide deeper. We react simultaneously, my own shout and his pleas for ‘more’ blending together with the slap of skin-on-skin, the sound embedded in my mind for all time.
Sun locks his ankles behind my thighs, keeping me close to him as he begins to match the cadence of my thrusts, his fingers gripping my biceps hard enough that I’m sure there will be imprints tomorrow. “Just… right there… like that.”
“You’re so good for me,” I tell him, and he is practically radiant with the praise. I feel him clench around my cock in response, and I am entirely too close to be able to keep going if he’s doing that. “Sun. I want to see you come.”
“Yes, yes, make me come.” He lets go of my arm and reaches between us to touch himself. With only a few quick strokes, he unravels, head thrown back, lips parted around a silent scream, and he is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.
Grinding into him, buried as deep as I can be, the tight pulses of his body squeezing around me, tips me over the edge. I catch myself before I completely collapse on him, but Sun wraps himself around me, hugging me tightly.
I can feel the come, tacky on his stomach, and I think I need to pull out before it gets messy, but I don’t really want to move.
He’s breathing hard, hot puffs against my shoulder, his nails skimming over my back, legs still woven with mine.
“Are you okay?” I ask, partly to make sure I’m not crushing him, but also to check in.
Sun takes a deep breath, slowly and then exhales. “I think I am the best I have ever been.”
I look up at him, meeting his eyes. “The sex was that good?”
“Yes, but more than that, you are,” he says, reaching up with one hand to push my hair back off my forehead. “You are so good to me. For me.”
“That’s all I want to be.” If I’m being honest, I don’t think I’ve ever been more invested in anything.
I like who I am with him.
This feels like the best version of myself.
That’s who I want to be for him.
With him.
If he hadn’t waited for me, hadn’t wanted me the way he did…
I hold him tighter and kiss him hard.