14 Feelings

(Three days later)

"Do you like that?" Jiro asked in a low voice when he was nipping Natsuo's earlobe. He was utterly helpless to speak at that point - he was shivering, every part of his body charged, when Jiro was running his soft lips over his neck. Natsuo responded with a barely audible moan, his head falling back in pleasure as he let out a long sigh.

The silky, dark red satin sheets of Jiro's king-size bed felt slippery and chill on their naked skin, but it did not help cool Natsuo at all, who was sweating when Jiro drew his hand closer to his crotch.

Natsuo almost fell off the couch as he woke up startled. His body throbbed from the shock of what kind of dream he was having. He took a few moments to catch his breath and calm down, still feeling the heat of Jiro's body next to him.

"Fuck me," he scolded himself.