Fahami's POV:
My lips moved gently against his. I bet he was shocked since he didn't reply immediately. Taesung was still for a brief moment, then slowly his lips parted, started moving against mine. It felt weirdly good.
My hands automatically went to his neck. My right hand were holding his back of the neck firmly and left hand went to his hairs. His hairs felt so silky, so soft under my fingers, that I felt I could play with it for a whole day.
His hands wrapped around my waist firmly, bringing me closer to his body.
My lungs screamed for air as I was not breathing but just tasting his lips. This felt so good, that it was shocking me. I had kissed before, many times in fact, but never had I felt like this.
We parted from each other for a moment to take breaths. Both of us panting for air. My hands still on his neck and hair, his hands still on my waist, we kept looking into each other's eyes.