The Legacy (Underworld 1) JC

32: A Good Time

Smut ahead!

As the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, Seungcheol moved quietly around the kitchen, the soft sizzle of bacon filling the air. He glanced over at the sleeping form of Jeonghan, a fond smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Carefully, Seungcheol plated up the breakfast he had prepared, arranging it with care before carrying it over to the bedside table. Gently, he brushed a lock of hair away from Jeonghan's face, marveling at the peaceful expression that graced his features.

"Hey, sleepyhead," Seungcheol murmured, his voice gentle as he shook Jeonghan awake.

Jeonghan stirred, blinking sleepily up at Seungcheol. "Hmm? What's going on?" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

Seungcheol's smile widened as he presented the breakfast tray to Jeonghan. "I made breakfast for you," he said, his tone warm with affection.

Jeonghan's eyes widened in surprise, a soft smile spreading across his face. "You made this for me?" he asked, touched by the gesture.

Seungcheol nodded, his gaze never leaving Jeonghan's. "Of course, Angel. I wanted to do something special for you," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

Seungcheol couldn't help but be captivated by the sight of Jeonghan sitting at the table, wearing nothing but his hoodie, which barely covered his thigh. The casual intimacy of the moment, combined with Jeonghan's effortless allure, sent a shiver of desire coursing through Seungcheol's veins.

As Jeonghan took a bite of his food, his eyes fluttered closed in pleasure, a soft moan escaping his lips. The sound sent a jolt of heat straight to Seungcheol's core, his gaze lingering on Jeonghan's lips as he savored the taste of the meal.

Unable to resist any longer, Seungcheol moved closer to Jeonghan, his hand reaching out to gently brush against his bare thigh. Jeonghan glanced up, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he caught Seungcheol's gaze.

"Enjoying the view?" Jeonghan teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Seungcheol chuckled softly, his fingers trailing along Jeonghan's thigh. "How could I not, when you look so delicious?" he replied, his voice husky with desire.

Seungcheol couldn't resist the magnetic pull any longer. With a hunger that bordered on desperation, he leaned in, capturing Jeonghan's lips in a rough, passionate kiss. Their mouths met with a fervor born of longing and desire, igniting a wildfire of sensation that consumed them both.

Jeonghan responded eagerly, his hands tangling in Seungcheol's hair as he deepened the kiss, their tongues dancing in a heated embrace. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in each other, the world around them fading into insignificance.

The taste of Jeonghan's lips, the feel of his body pressed against his own, sent Seungcheol spiraling into a blissful oblivion. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the raw, unbridled passion that coursed through their veins, binding them together in a bond that was as unbreakable as it was intoxicating.

As they finally broke apart, breathless and flushed with desire, Seungcheol gazed into Jeonghan's eyes, his heart pounding with a fierce intensity. In that moment, he knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, their love would always endure, a beacon of light in the darkness that surrounded them.

With a primal need driving him forward, Seungcheol lifted Jeonghan effortlessly into his arms, his muscles tensing with anticipation as he carried him to their bedroom. Jeonghan wrapped his arms around Seungcheol's neck, their bodies pressed together in a heated embrace as they moved with a sense of urgency.