The sheets smelled of sweat and pheromones, damp from the heat of the night. Wisteria and gardenia clung to the air, heavy and intoxicating. Kaein stirred, blinking awake, only to feel the weight of Lior's arm still wrapped around his waist, firm and possessive. His Lunar was curled against him, lips pressed to the curve of his shoulder as if even sleep couldn't part them.
For a moment, Kaein just breathed him in, cheek brushing against tousled hair. But then Lior shifted, awake enough to murmur against his skin, voice low and husky, "Already up? Hm… no, don't move. Stay here."
Kaein turned, and their lips found each other without hesitation. The kiss began soft, a brush of warmth, but quickly deepened—Lior's tongue sliding into his mouth, coaxing a moan from Kaein's throat. Their hips brushed together under the sheets, heat sparking instantly.
"You didn't let me rest," Kaein whispered against his lips, voice shaky as Lior nipped at his lower lip.
"You weren't complaining," Lior murmured back, his hand sliding down Kaein's bare stomach to his hip, squeezing lightly before pulling him closer. "You begged me for more."
Kaein's fingers tangled in Lior's hair, tugging his head back just enough to meet his gaze. "And if I beg again?"
That earned him a smirk before Lior rolled him onto his back, settling between his thighs. Their bodies pressed together, skin to skin, every inch of heat sparking against the other. Lior kissed down his throat, teeth grazing, tongue soothing, leaving faint marks that made Kaein gasp.
"You taste like mine," Lior growled softly, his hand roaming over Kaein's chest, fingers teasing a nipple until Kaein arched. "Say it."
"Yours," Kaein breathed, hips rising to meet him. "Always yours."
The rhythm between them was unhurried but consuming, each kiss deeper, wetter, each thrust of hips dragging a groan or a moan from the other. Lior's mouth lingered everywhere—across Kaein's chest, down his ribs, returning to his lips with an urgency that made Kaein dizzy. Their tongues tangled, their teeth clashed, breath mixing until neither knew where one ended and the other began.
Kaein gripped at Lior's shoulders, nails leaving red trails down his back. "Lior…" he gasped, the word breaking into a moan as Lior shifted, pressing harder, deeper, until his entire body trembled under the weight of sensation.
"Look at me," Lior whispered harshly, pulling back just enough to capture Kaein's eyes. "Look at me when you fall apart. Only me."
Kaein obeyed, eyes glazed with need, pupils blown wide. When release tore through him, it was with Lior's name on his lips, body arching into the arms that held him steady, grounded him even as waves of ecstasy consumed him.
They stayed pressed together afterward, skin slick, breaths uneven, kisses softening into tender brushes. Lior tucked stray strands of hair from Kaein's face, kissed his forehead, and murmured, "I'll never get enough of you."
"Good," Kaein whispered back, voice hoarse but full of affection. "Because you're stuck with me forever."
They lingered in that haze until morning sunlight spilled fully across the bed. Then, reluctantly, Kaein slid out from beneath the sheets to pack his small suitcase. His hands shook slightly from exhaustion, but there was peace in the ache.
Lior leaned lazily against the doorframe, watching him with a satisfied smirk, chest bare, hair messy, marks from Kaein's nails still red across his back. "You're really moving in with me," he said, voice half-mocking, half in awe.
Kaein snapped the suitcase shut and gave him a look, smirking. "You begged me to. Or do you think I'd let you sleep alone in that dorm?"
That made Lior cross the room, capturing his mouth in another bruising kiss, deep and hungry, hands gripping his waist. When they finally broke apart, both breathless, Lior whispered against his lips, "One week. Seven nights of you beside me. That's all I need."
Kaein's answer came in another kiss, slow and certain.
And so, their day began—two souls tangled in body and heart, stepping into routine with the quiet knowledge that nothing, not duty nor distance, could separate them now.