a wonderful foreigner // mélovin.

thirteen *

Ukraine is breathtaking. Of course it was a bit difficult to focus on your surroundings and properly absorb everything around you but you've been giving your best. Konstantin and you have settled in a really lovely hotel just near the city centre in Odessa. And as soon as both of you were awake and well rested after the flight, Konstantin rushed you to get ready so he could take you on a walk. You couldn't help but wonder about the wonderful childhood your boyfriend must have experienced living in such a beautiful city near the Black Sea.

Despite the fact that Odessa isn't the country's capital, it sure was well built and organised. It was in such a busy yet in a completely zen like state. The streets were filled with people, going through their own days and ways and you couldn't help but be one of those guys that observes the others way too much; due to the fascination. After taking a walk through the Derybasivska Street and getting some local produce in the Privoz Market, Konstantin took you to a really lovely coffee shop, not so far away from the hotel you were staying at. The coffee shop was one of those places that you felt safe and comfortable at. It was filled with shelves of old records and books that you had absolute freedom over. The waiter assured you two that you are free to take a record and play it at any time, or grab a book off the shelf to read; as long as you don't steal anything of course. Once ordering your first coffee of the day, you decided to take the opportunity and practise your Cyrillic with your boyfriend.

As you were reading, paragraph after paragraph, page after page; he was pretty thrilled on how your reading of his native tongue has been getting better. Even though your vocabulary was still rather weak, you were still capable of reading words without particularly knowing what they mean. Of course there were still a few letters you've been struggling with, some sounds that you as a English speaker had now way in knowing of. And when Konstantin was showing and teaching you how to pronounce certain sounds you absolutely adored looking at his facial expressions and how his lips moved when he spoke.

The Odessa sunlight suited you well. It was only your first day here and you've already felt the need to stay for a really long time. Watching the Sun getting slowly enveloped by the distant shore on the other side of the sea was delightful. Having your body gently resting against Konstantin's side as you slowly lick your chocolate ice cream in a cone was giving you just the content you needed. And when you felt him beginning to draw gentle circles on your thigh with his pointer finger you couldn't be more joyous. After finishing your cold treat and the sunlight was completely gone, you two were debating on weather should you indulge into some night life in the city; but you've both made a decision that it would be a hundred times better to share some wine in the comforts of your hotel room.

The next day you were woken up by Konstantin's scrubby chin brushing against your shoulder. You couldn't help yourself but to let out a giggle or two in the most unexpected voice; I guess that ice cream did not soothe you as well as you thought at the moment of devouring it. Soon enough you've felt the tall man's fingers creeping under your shirt, gently brushing over your waist; the shirt that actually turned out to be his. At that second you turn around on your other side to face him, resting your temple against your bended arm; what was he trying to pull it was around ten am. You were welcomed by a cheeky grin, plastered on his face; you knew very well what was on his mind the moment you saw his face. And you had no desire to say no or deny what he's implying; it has been around four days since you've two had some fun and in the time you were dating; not counting in the Christmas holidays; this was the longest period you two had not had sex.

You did not waste more time and carefully pushed the panties you were wearing down your legs, letting them get lost somewhere underneath the sheets. Then slowly but firmly moved on top of the man next to you, taking a comfortable seat on his waist. As you extend your arms up to tie your long hair in a messy bun, so your face would not be disturbed in the process; Konstantin took the chance to push his undergarments as well, making him completely naked. The only piece of clothing that was in between the complete nude spectacle was the white shirt you were wearing; that was as well see-through, waking your already exited nubs noticeable to his eyes.

Carefully you lean in, down to kiss his soft and plump lips, but allowing him to completely control the kiss since your mind was still nearly absent; due to the fact you've woken up only five minutes ago, tops. You felt your breast pressed against his warm torso, and at the said moment you moved your hips, letting your womanhood grid over his already hardened cock. Konstantin moaned to your already heated actions, making the kiss you two hadn't stopped sharing throughout all this time. He shifted his arms a bit higher and started working on removing your shirt, pulling its hem up your frame then lifting it over your head. But you attached your lips onto his the second the piece of clothing was tossed on the carpet. Within the next few minutes, you place your palms over his naked chest, lifting your body up in the position this all started, returning to the first state including Konstantin's hands that were back on your waist already; wasting no time at all to guide your body upwards so he could let your folds then later your entrance swallow his member completely.

You've allowed your body to do what it desired. Your hips were moving, your thighs were shaking and you enjoyed every single bit. Not often are you on top, but at this moment it just seemed convenient. Of course, for Konstantin this experience was an absolute bliss. Seeing you become this moaning mess all because of him. Watching your body already glistening with sweat as your breasts moved, your sinful moans ringing in his ears; it was only making him even more turned on and heavy. His movement increasing as well as he was thrusting upwards, moving in and out of you.

Recalling this blissful morning as you two were completely sweat, wasted and utterly exhausted, was just bringing smiling upon your tired faces. Both eyes closed as you were panting and having your back pressed against his chest. You've barely managed to hear Konstantin speaking in Ukrainian, something about time. So you glance at your phone on the night stand and extend your left arm to take it.

"Shit." You mutter under your breath once looking at the time, realising you have around forty five minutes to shower, get dressed and take off to meet Konstantin's parents.