Ji-Su blinked back sudden and unexpected tears. The tears weren’t from pain, but from the overwhelming emotional and physical pleasure all tangled up within him. “You,” he got out past the tightness in his throat.
“That’s right. This perfect hole is mine.” His voice lowered to a whisper.“You’remine.”
Ji-Su nodded in agreement. “Raul I...” He trailed off, unsure what he was about to say.
Raul’s face softened.
“I know, cariño. I know.”
He leaned down for a kiss at the same time he gripped Ji-Su’s cock and started to stroke.
Ji-Su sobbed into their kiss. It should have been too soon for a second release, but thanks to Raul’s blood, he was pushed into it. Not as powerful as the first, but still satisfying. Raul groaned when Ji-Su clenched down on his cock as he came again.
“Can’t hold back anymore, baby. You’re so hot and tight, you’re making me come.”
The sound of Ji-Su’s soft sobs were drowned out by the furious slap of skin meeting skin as somehow, Raul fucked him even faster.
“Take my cum,” he said in a harsh whisper against Ji-Su’s lips, each word emphasized with a deep thrust.
“Yes!” Ji-Su cried out as he arched his back, nails scratching down Raul’s forearms. “Give it to me.”
Raul slammed into him one last time and then he was coming, his cock pulsing deep inside Ji-Su and filling him up with a hot rush of cum.
“Fuck,” Raul cursed on a long drawn-out groan, his entire body shuddering with the power of his release. Their climax went on for what seemed like endless heartbeats and they shared kisses and gentle murmurs of affection until it was over.
Finally, Raul collapsed on top of Ji-Su, pinning him to the bed with his weight. But Ji-Su didn’t mind. He found himself soothing Raul, stroking his sweat slick back and quietly praising him for the work he did. “That was amazing. You’re so strong and you made me feel so good.”
Raul lay there a little longer and let Ji-Su continue to pet and praise him. Just before his weight began to be too much, he pulled out and rearranged them to lay on their sides facing each other.
“Thank you for trusting me tonight,” he said as he gently brushed Ji-Su’s hair back from his face. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”
Ji-Su was wrung out with exhaustion and sore in all his intimate places, but still he smiled with happiness. “Thank you for trusting me to know what I want and what I can handle.”
RAUL LAY WITH HIS FINGERSentwined with Ji-Su’s. They were both too tired to move, so they lingered in bed with no intention of getting up any time soon.
“You’re gorgeous like this.”
Ji-Su scrunched up his nose. “No way,” he denied. “I’m all red and sweaty.”
Raul shook his head. “You’re glowing and flushed and perfect. I keep a mental picture of you like this.”
“It doesn’t have to be a mental picture.”
“What do you mean?”
“Take a picture with your phone.”
Raul raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You’d allow that?”
“Sure,” Ji-Su said with a shrug. “I trust you not to let anyone else see it.”
Not about to let this opportunity pass, Raul grabbed his phone from the nightstand. Opening the camera app, he startedtaking pictures of Ji-Su’s face. With each snap of the camera, he captured Ji-Su’s shy smile, the glow in his cheeks, and the satisfaction sparkling in his dark eyes. Then he pulled back to get Ji-Su’s perfect, slender body. The navy sheet draped over his hip, covering him from the waist down, was a lovely contrast to his golden skin.
“Can I pull this down a little bit?” Raul quietly asked.
“Go ahead,” Ji-Su answered just as quietly.
Raul tugged the sheet down enough to bare the space beneath Ji-Su’s navel, stopping as his strawberry shaped birthmark and the base of his cock came into view. He took several pictures, some up close where the black curls of his pubic hair were plainly visible, some zoomed out so that he shot Ji-Su from head to toe. He snapped a final pic with his hand in the frame, possessively curved over Ji-Su’s waist.
