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"You are so pretty." Kim said, sliding his hands to Porchay's waist and digging his fingers into the skin possessively. "So fucking pretty, Porchay."
Chay smiled, wrapping his arms around Kim's neck and snuggling into his lap. Porchay's thighs were already trembling in anticipation as Kim explored his body with hungry hands. At Kimhan's lustful gaze in his direction, Porchay flushed, burying his face against Kim's shoulder.
"Hey. Please don't... Don't hide." Kim whispered, already out of breath. Everything about Porchay was just… so perfect. Kim couldn't stand it. "Please, Chay, look at me?"
“P'Kim…” Chay whispered shyly.
Kim nuzzled Porchay's neck, his arms still tight around him. Kim slid his hands from Porchay's waist to his hips, moving down a little lower until they landed on his ass. Kim dug his fingers into the soft skin, covered tantalizingly in pajama shorts. Chay squirmed but didn't lift his face from Kim's shoulders.
Kim said:
"Please, babygirl, let Phi see your face."
When Porchay literally whined Kim couldn't help but smile. Well, they had been dating for over nine months now. It wasn't like Kim hadn't noticed a few… things.
Kim's smile widened when he felt Chay move his hips against his leg. Porchay's arms wrapped around Kim's neck even tighter.
"You like that, don't you?" slowly, Kim kissed under Porchay's ear, causing the youngest to instantly shiver. "You like when I call you babygirl?" Kim asked, squeezing Porchay's ass with both hands and encouraging him to keep moving against his leg. "I can see you're already dripping, baby. So fucking wet with just this." One of Kim's hands slid from Porchay's ass to his crotch. His cock was hard under his pajamas and a tempting wet spot was already forming against the fabric. Kim teased the tip slowly.
Chay lightly bit Kim's shoulder at the same time that his nails dug into the back of Kim's neck.
“P-please, P'Kim…” whimpered Porchay. He was so needy with just so little and Kim, fuck Kim wanted to do more.
"Please what, angel?" Kim asked. The tone of his voice against Porchay's neck sent good vibrations over the skin, almost like a light tickle. Porchay loved.
"Keep going." Chay lifted his head, and this time, he also whispered against Kim's ear.
"Going with what, Chay?" Kim asked, finally wrapping Porchay's cock over the fabric of his shorts. Chay rocked his hips impatiently, needing more friction. "Do you want my hands? Do you want my mouth all over that pretty little body of yours?" As he spoke, Kim distributed kisses over Porchay's neck and shoulder, at the same time that his hand continued vehemently groping his length. "Tell me exactly what you want."
"Just k-keep... talking." begged Porchay. Kim smiled. "Keep calling me..."
"Calling you what?" asked Kim, finally cupping Porchay's jaw lightly with his hand, forcing him to look at his face. Kim needed to look him in the eye. "Babygirl? You really like this." Kim smiled and Porchay, well, he just rolled his eyes. "It really suits you. Phi's babygirl. I can even imagine you, beautiful and tender. All wrapped up in lace for me, just so ready to be fucked."
Chay closed his eyes, feeling the pressure of Kim's hand on his cock and seeking for this pleasure.
Kim licks Porchay's lower lip and finally reached into Porchay's shorts with his hand, grabbing his luscious erection. Chay fucked harder into Kim's fist.
"Keep doing that." said Kim against Porchay's mouth. Chay promptly complied. Porchay wrapping his arms around Kim's neck again, seeking friction on his cock while wiggling his ass against Kim's neglected length. Kim wrapped one arm around Porchay's waist, placing kisses against his collarbones. "Fuck. Don't stop now. You are such a good girl for me, baby. So fucking perfect."
"Kim!" Chay whimpered. Pinning his thighs on Kim's sides, seeking more firmness in his hip movements. Kim kissed Porchay's mouth, swallowing his moans.
"I'm here." Kim said against Chay's mouth, their tongues rubbing against each other causing saliva to trickle on their chins. "Keep going. Just like that. I'm close."
"P'Kim!" Chay screamed, moving his hips wildly. Just the thought of being inside Chay sent a shiver through Kim's entire body.
Neither of them said anything else as the pressure started to build more and more in their bellies. Chay tangled his fingers in the hair on the back of Kim's neck, moaning against his mouth.
They moved together and then, they came together. And Chay rubbed his face against Kim's shoulder, mumbling incoherent words against Kim's skin. One of the phrases, Kim understood perfectly.
Kim smiled, and slowly, adjusts Porchay in his lap. Laying with Porchay's head against his chest. They were a mess. Sticky and still panting. But at that moment, nothing else mattered.
Kim asked:
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Chay sighed, and with his head still on Kim's chest listening to the constant thump, thump, thump of Kim's heart, Chay shook his head.
"Not now, actually." said Chay, making invisible drawings on Kim's chest with his finger. Kim hugged Chay tighter. Then dropped a kiss against his head. "But will you still love me if... If I..."
"I'll keep loving you. No matter what." Kim said promptly. "I don't care if you're my little babyboy. Or my babygirl. Or both. Or none. Or something in between. You are just mine. You get it?"
Chay smiled a little. He nodded.
And sighed in relief.
He replied:
"Yeah."