The Next Prince, Special Chapter 1 pg2
The Next Prince, Special Chapter 1 pg2
Just smelling the soft scent and feeling the warm breath close by. Only that, but the image in his head has wandered off into various fantasies... You’re such a tease, Charan.
“Phii Ran... I missed you.” He thought the little one probably didn’t know that he wasn’t really asleep, while the other side stretched their face and whispered the words in their heart, their body temperature rising, their surroundings getting restless. Charan felt like he was being tested by Khanin’s teasing, and this fact...
He failed... Without any reservations whatsoever.
“Ah...”
The attempted patience was of no use. Charan held Khanin tightly around the waist, forgetting all about composure, the short time of blinking an eye, the one who’s shorter had floated up and changed position to rest on the solid chest, quickly and forcefully enough that the little one didn’t have time to adjust.
“How much do you miss me?”
Phii... Phii Ran you are still awake.” The sound of the little one’s voice trembled a bit. Khanin twitched slightly, like a kitten caught in the act of playing a prank.
Charan burst into a smile, even if the face wasn’t visible, he knew exactly what expression the other side was making.
The little one might be blushing so hard right now.
“Yes, when my Nin is close to me... Can’t sleep.” The end of the sentence was whispered softly to observe the listener’s reaction.
Khanin stopped twitching and clasped his small hand on the shirt, as if it was a premeditated action to alleviate the discomfort.
“...” The silence was one part that made Charan hear his own heartbeat clearly, it pounded wildly and relentlessly, no different from the lump in Khanin’s left chest.
It’s strange that the feeling suddenly became so intense, the desire for everything easily bubbled up with just one hug... Just one hug.
“What soap do you use, why do you smell so nice...” The more the fingertips sneak in to touch under the shirt, the harder it is to explain the feeling, they both know the future... Both sides know what will happen without the need to talk about it.
It’s not just Charan who wants Khanin. Khanin himself desires Charan as much.
“Well... the white bottle in the bathroom.” It could be observed from the fact that the little one didn’t have any intention to escape anymore, instead, the boy chose to lean closer and rub their cheek against the strong chest, and signal their response through subtle body language.
Sometimes using the fingertips to trace the body, at times intentionally slipping the hand down to slide over the abdomen and stop at the edge of the pajamas, teasingly embracing Charan, laughing softly in his ear, playing around with the young one.
“...”
“Oh! What ar-... aaargh.” Khanin opened his eyes wide and automatically lowered his head. Suddenly, being flipped over and pushed down onto the bed by another person, even for a split second. Charan changed his position and moved up slightly, sniffing at the white neck.
“Why is the soap the same...”
“...”
“But Nin, you smell better... you smell really good.” The person who previously appeared calm and collected in front of others, now changed like a different person. Charan breathed in the distinctive scent of Khanin’s body, teasing and tracing warm kisses along the contours of the young man’s white skin, paying no attention to the thin and frail person next to him.
“Uh...” Khanin nibbled at the edge of his lips, the soft touch causing goosebumps to rise on his skin. He raised his small hand to the older man’s arm and almost melted, but quickly spread his legs apart as the person above him asserted himself and pressed his body against him.
“Phii Ran!” The sound of the voice was filled with embarrassment, and
Charan noticed and let out a small laugh at the adorable reaction from Khanin.
The younger one’s body tensed, trying to bring his legs closer together while his body was burning, but he didn’t dare to resist or protest, even though he knew very well that he was being teased, and of course, Charan wouldn’t stop just yet.
“What is it? Does it embarrass you?” The voice asked as the warm tongue licked the small earlobe, making the young man’s body tremble and his mouth quivering.
“Ah... Phii Ran...”
The conversation alone was not enough... Charan focused on every mood, word, and action, playing with the younger one until... he was shaking.
So, what now?”
“Don’t tease me.” The voice that tried to put a lid on his shyness, sounded scary at the same time. Charan felt that Khanin was now even more teasing than before, as he couldn’t resist wanting to tease him even more.
“Who said I was teasing you? I just want to know why we are using the same soap, but you smell better.”
“Oh...” Khanin swallowed a large gulp of saliva under the dark shadow, shuddering as Charan lowered himself after he was done, his thick hand managing to remove the younger boy’s shirt, before nestling warm kisses to his abdomen.
Hot breaths cut through the body’s temperature, making Khanin’s body tense until he realized that someone had already rapidly arrived and neatly folded his favorite pair of pajamas on the floor.
“Phii... More, please!”
Charan acted like a book without an epilogue, with no introduction nor ending, while his counterpart lowered his head, biting his own mouth, squeezing his tall body as he widened his legs.
The warm, fiery kiss drew in passion to the white skinned man’s body. Khanin clenched his fists, his heart pounding, his tall body curled up, while his hot fingertips traced the sweet cherry colored lips.
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