“Is this okay?”
I nod my head, harder than necessary. “Yeah. Can we keep kissing?”
Jin nods, tilting his head up for me. I dive down, kissing him again. We’re learning from each other, our kisses morphing into some form of technique that works for both of us. When ourtongues touch again, I feel lost. At the same time, I feel like I’m coming home.
A whiny, needy sound comes from one of us and I honestly can’t tell if it’s me or Jin. I don’t fucking care anymore, too busy focusing on the feeling of our mouths touching and Jin’s hands on my body. My fingers tighten around his shoulder, my other hand going to the back of his head, tangling in his messy, red hair.
Every touch lights my insides on fire. My cock is so hard it hurts, tenting the front of my sweatpants. I would be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on. I should stop this. I should scoot away. I should try to cool things down.
Instead, I drive myself forward, sitting my ass down against Jin’s erection, pushing my own against his toned stomach.
“Fuck,” Jin says, pulling away, panting. He tilts his head back against the couch, staring up at the ceiling. “Holy shit. Fuck.”
His throat is exposed and I hone in on it, my instincts going absolutely haywire. I stare and I stare and I stare until I can’t stop myself from diving in. My nose nudges under his jaw and I breathe him in, straight from the source for the very first time. That smoky, sweet scent leaves me breathless. I suck in a sharp breath, over and over, devouring it until that’s the only thing I can smell.
“Is this okay? Do you need to stop?” I ask, breathing against Jin’s throat. I feel the way he swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing against my lips, before he’s shaking his head.
“Keep going.”
I whimper again, pushing my hips against his stomach, riding my ass down against his cock through our clothes. “You feel so good, Jin.”
“You feel good too. So good. Like nothing I’ve felt before.”
I want to bite him.
Fuck. My entire body freezes. I want to bite him. I want to bite him so badly that my mouth is flooded with saliva, my fangs sharpening with anticipation. As a shifter, biting someone right here would mean forming a mating bond with them.
I pull away with great reluctance. I’ve only just met Jin. I can’t bite him! Fuck, what the hell is going on inside of me?
With my face away from Jin’s throat, one of his hands goes to my cheek, pulling me down into another kiss. My head swims with lust. I hump Jin’s belly, thanking every lucky star that he’s not stopping me. I already feel so close to coming and by the noises that Jin is making below me, he must be close too.
Jin’s scent blooms around me, invading my senses. The closer he gets to coming, the more overwhelming it becomes. I want his scent to stick against my couch cushions. I want his scent against my skin. I want it so entwined with my own that every shifter will be able to tell that he’s mine.
Jesus fucking Christ, I need to get ahold of myself! Why are my instincts going so wild for Jin? Why is my inner phoenix on fire for him in this way? Why is my inner omega chirping so happily at being this close to him?
“Leo,” Jin pants against my lips. “Fuck, Leo. So good.”
“Yeah,” I breathe back. I run my wrist against the side of Jin’s throat, scent marking him. I want our scents to mix. I want him to smell like me.
Jin tilts his head, giving me better access. My ass is so slick I’m pretty sure the back of my sweats will be dark with it. I don’t fucking care, too overwhelmed.
I dive back down, shoving my tongue roughly into Jin’s mouth. He makes a strangled noise and that’s it, that’s what does me in. My body locks up and I gasp into Jin’s mouth, coming into my boxers with my cock pressed against Jin’s stomach.
“Oh fuck,” Jin says back, his head falling back against the couch. He grabs my hips roughly, thrusting up against my assbefore stilling. I can smell his release and it makes my mouth water with how badly I want to taste him. My ass clenches, suddenly feeling achingly empty.
Maybe next time…
No, I can’t think like that! Jin wanted to experience a kiss. I gave him a kiss and so much more, but that doesn’t mean he’ll want to do this again.
Jin presses a kiss against my cheek, his hands running up and down my back. I just barely keep myself from melting against him and purring against his chest. I’ve never purred for anyone before and I’m not about to do it now.
“Fuck, Leo,” Jin says softly, grinning up at me, his eyes warm and excited. “I didn’t know it would feel like that. Holy shit, that wasawesome.”
I can’t help but match his expression, grinning right back. “Yeah, it really was.” Then I wince, looking between us. “Shit, we made a mess.”
“Yeah we did,” he says proudly. I can’t help but snort, swatting at his chest. “What? You can’t expect me not to be proud! I made you come just from kissing!”
My entire face heats and I know it must be as red as Jin’s hair. I duck my face against his throat to hide and it makes him chuckle. Maybe hiding here wasn’t the best idea because now I can smell Jin. I can smell the way his scent has turned mellow with satisfaction. Oh, this is an addictive facet of his scent. I could get drunk off this.
