Back in the car, the world outside feels distant and muted, the faint glow of streetlights slipping past the windows like blurred streaks of gold. The air inside is warmer, heavier, filled with the quiet sound of their breathing and the soft rustle of clothes against leather seats.
Joshua reaches for Taesan without hesitation, his hands firm yet careful as he pulls him closer. With a sudden urgency that surprises even Taesan, Joshua guides him onto his lap, closing whatever little space had remained between them. The movement is swift but not rough, almost as if he is afraid Taesan might slip away if he waits even a second longer.
Their faces hover inches apart.
Then their lips meet.
At first, the kiss is soft and uncertain, barely more than a brush, gentle and testing, like they are both memorizing the feeling. It lingers, slow and warm, carrying a tenderness that makes Taesan's chest tighten. But the softness does not last. The quiet longing that has been building between them spills over, and the kiss deepens, growing hungrier, more desperate, their breaths tangling together in the small, enclosed space.
Joshua's hold tightens instinctively, fingers curling into Taesan's waist as if grounding himself.
Taesan's heart pounds so loudly he is sure Joshua can hear it.
The heat rushes to his face, spreading across his cheeks and down his neck. His thoughts scatter, leaving only the dizzy sensation of being so close, too close. Breathless and overwhelmed, he finally pulls away for a moment, lips parting as he tries to catch his breath.
His cheeks are flushed a deep pink, eyes lowered, caught between desire and shy embarrassment, unsure where to look or what to say next.
"Josh... I want you..." He blushes and leans in to continue the kiss.
Joshua, unable to resist, begins unbuttoning his shirt with quick, practiced movements, casting it aside onto the passenger seat. As the fabric falls away, his hands return to Taesan, guiding him to undress as their kiss deepens further. Their tongues entwine in a slow, heated dance, the world outside the car fading into nothingness.
"Ahhh..." Joshua hisses, pulling away, a faint trace of blood appearing on his lower lip.
Taesan's eyes widened the moment he noticed it. The rush in his chest turned into guilt. He stepped closer without thinking, his movements careful now, almost hesitant. His thumb gently brushed across Joshua's lip, wiping the small smear of red with surprising tenderness.
"Ohh no...I'm so sorry" Taesan rubs his finger over the slightly bleeding wound on Joshua's lips.
Joshua only laughed under his breath, soft and warm, the sound meant to calm him. There was no blame in his expression, only quiet reassurance. His hand caught Taesan's wrist, holding it there for a second longer than necessary.
Joshua smiles, his voice soft and understanding. "It's alright, Taesan. You're just as eager as I am. Now, let me undress you properly."
The air between them grew heavier, slower, charged with nervous anticipation. Taesan swallowed, heart pounding hard against his ribs, every sense suddenly too sharp, too aware of how close Joshua was.
Joshua undoes the fabric of Taesan's shirt, each movement measured and tender, as his lips trail soft, teasing kisses along the curve of Taesan's collarbone. The sensation sends a shiver through Taesan, igniting a heat within him that he can no longer ignore. His hands, guided by an instinctive need, wander to Joshua's chest, fingers tracing the defined lines of his torso, moving down to graze the sculpted muscles of his abs. The touch is hungry, as if he's memorizing every inch of Joshua's skin, each caress a silent plea for more.
Once Taesan is fully undressed, seated in Joshua's lap, Joshua's lips trail up to his neck, pressing soft, sensual kisses against the smooth skin. His teeth graze lightly, nibbling with a delicate possessiveness that sends a tremor through Taesan. After a few moments, Joshua pulls back, his breath warm against Taesan's skin, leaving behind a small, dark hickey.
"Did you just..—"
"Yes, I did. I have marked you as mine. Jeon Taesan, you are mine now."
The words hang heavy in the air, thick with meaning, as Joshua's eyes lock with Taesan's. Taesan's heart races with a fluttering excitement. There's something both thrilling and overwhelming about Joshua's claim. The intensity in his voice, the quiet authority behind his words—it strikes a chord deep within Taesan, making him feel both vulnerable and utterly desired.
For a moment, Taesan doesn't respond. His pulse beats loud in his ears, the weight of Joshua's possessiveness sinking in. He feels a rush of emotions—desire, hesitation, and something else he can't quite place.
Taesan's breath hitches, his body reacting to the raw intensity of the moment. "I... I don't know what to say," he admits, his voice barely a whisper.
Joshua smiles, his expression a mixture of amusement and something. deeper, something more primal. "You don't have to say anything," he replies, his lips brushing lightly over Taesan's ear. "Just let go. Trust me."
With those words, something in Taesan shifts. The walls he's built up, the doubts that had lingered in the back of his mind, begin to crumble.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" Taesan asks as he cups Joshua's cheeks.
"Is that even a question now? I'm yours, darling. And you are mine." He pulls Taesan in for a deep and passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined in each other's.
The car is filled with the slurping and smooching sounds they were making while kissing. Joshua starts to trail kisses down Taesan's chest. He pinches and flicks Taesan's nipples and then bites them.
"Hnghh.. Haa.. Ugh....I'm really sensitive there.."
"But you like it, don't you?"
Taesan flushes and looks away. "I...I..."
"Already stammering, huh? My baby boy..."
Taesan blushes deeply and moves slightly on Joshua's lap.
"Hngh..." Joshua lets out a low sigh.
"What?"
"You definitely know... what you are doing..." He smirks and looks at Taesan's nipple, which is now crimson and covered in teeth marks.
"Joshua...I can feel...something under...my ass...it's hard and big...Is it your....?"
"Yeah, baby....it's the thing that will go inside you in a few." This causes Taesan to blush profusely, and he hugs Joshua. "Stop saying things like that....I'm gonna lose control."
Joshua grips Taesan's ass cheek, then squeezes it. "Hmm..wait a sec.." Taesan speaks out.
"What for?!"
Taesan picks his pants and brings out a condom packet from his wallet.
"I mean....it's our first time...."
Taesan puts the condom on the car deck. He turns back to Joshua and unzips his pants.
"Can I?" Taesan asks.
"You don't have to ask."
"Okay," Taesan pulls out Joshua's big, thick, veiny, throbbing member out. He was in pure shock.
"This big.." Taesan mused inwardly, his thoughts drifting. "Is this some kind of weapon?" His grip tightened, his fingers encircling the length with careful deliberation as he traced its form, mesmerized by its size.
Joshua moans a bit and closes his eyes. "Your hands feel so good on me. Can you stroke it?" He blushes.
Taesan's eyes widened in surprise at Joshua's words, his body responding instinctively. His hand moved with a deliberate grace, tracing the outline of Joshua's length as he began to stroke him with a slow, deliberate rhythm. "It's so..big...and veiny...."
Joshua tilts his head back, a surge of desire coursing through him as Taesan's words echo in his ears. The intensity of his longing grew, a fervent craving to claim Taesan, to fuck Taesan and make him scream and moan his name in pleasure throughout the night.
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