hooked | brightwin

ten

win's heart is beating as fast as he could ever think of. with bright behind him as the bigger spoon, he can't help the ramming of his nerves seemingly confiding with one another. he's never felt this way to anyone before.

"you have no idea how happy you made me tonight," bright whispers as he nibbles win's earlobe.

win chuckles before entwining their hands together, basking in his warmth. it still overwhelms him how they've always been together but he's only felt this way now. thinking of what bright said earlier, he feels bad for how long he has to keep his feelings all to himself. and he's such an asshole for not noticing anything until the past few days.

"you make it sound like i did something huge."

"well, you did make something huge."

bright's raspy voice brings shiver in his spine, as if electrifying him from behind. before win can even ask, bright rubs his raging erection on win's bottom, making sure he'd feel how hot he is for him.

win clears his throat.

"wow," he whispers. win doesn't know how to respond, being that he's between 'going with the flow' or 'keeping things slow' and he's not really sure which way to go.

"wow? seriously? you're extinguishing the flames, asshole. c'mon, you're better than that," bright taunts as he uses his feet to play with win's toes.

"it's huge."

win's voice turns shallow, slightly tilting his head back as bright keeps on slowly rubbing his boner on him and playing with his sensitive toes.

"i know," bright says and win can feel his grin.

bright untangles his hand from win's and snakes his way inside his shirt. win's breath hitches, his body shaking as bright plays with both his nipples one at a time.

"i think we should just sleep. you've got your internship tomorrow."

win doesn't know how he manages to complete the sentence without his voice breaking from utter sensation.

"so do you, win. we'll just go together. for now, fuck the internship and face me."

win tugs his lower lip, battling with himself whether or not should he turn. but even before he can decide, bright moves on top of him and places his hands on win's shoulder, pinning him on the bed.

bright's stare is hot as if he's just been put in the oven. but win thinks it's his body that's hot...way too hot for his mind to take. he can't think straight.

"i will help you," bright says as he lowers his head to give a peck on win's forehead.

"unravel things with your body," he continues before moving on win's cheekbones.

"you've never been acquainted before," he says before finally taking win's lips until the only thing that can be heard are their lips claiming other's and the lapping of tongues exploring each other's mouth.

it's different. but on the better side of different, win thinks as bright sucks his lower lip and pushes his tongue in his mouth.

when they stop both of them are gasping for air, laughing.

"i'm not fucking dreaming, right?" bright asks as he shuts his eyes close, thinking what would he do if ever everything isn't real. the mere thought of it breaks every string of consciousness he has.

win pulls his shirt and moves his lips on bright's collarbone, sucking until it turns red.

"when we wake up and this is still here, then you're not dreaming. and when that happens," win cuts his sentence and steals a kiss from bright, "i'll gladly do it again."

bright slides his tongue on win's lower lip and hopes, the only thing he can do for now.