it begins with a Drop.
(Minwoo's P.O.V)
I made it back home early around three in the afternoon. It looked like it was already past eight. The gray sky had been raining steadily all day. The wind knocked the rain drops into the windows every so often. I was bored so I decided to get work out of the way. At five I made dinner for Dongwan and myself. Then I showered and changed to get rid of the smell of food out of my hair and clothes. The hot water relaxed and made me a bit sleepy. There was nothing else to do but wait for Dongwan to come home and rescue me from boredom. I threw myself onto the couch in the living room. Slowly I began to drift off and fell asleep listening to the rain.
I awoke sometime later underneath his warmth. Everything was quiet, even his movements. His lips were on my neck and his hand on my shoulder. I was captured by the smell of his cologne.
"Dongwan..." I opened my eyes, barely making out his black hair in the darkness. There was only a little bit of light coming from outside. He lifted his head to meet my sleepy eyes with his.
"Hey, Baby." He kissed me softly. He was about to rise but I caught his arm and pulled him back down. "What's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head. I didn't even know if he saw that. I pulled him onto the couch and repositioned myself so that I lied on top of him. "Still tired?"
"Kinda." I nuzzled my head on his chest and closed my eyes, hoping to fall back asleep with him.
"Wait... wait... I'll be right back." He slipped out from under me. He walked into the bedroom, then I heard him undress, throwing his clothes on the floor like he always did. He returned in only lounge pants and with a blanket in his hand.
He found his spot under me again and threw the blanket over us. I rested my head comfortably against his bare chest. One of his arms wrapped around my waist and ran his other hand through my hair. "I love you," I said.
"I love you, too." He kept stroking my hair gently.
We stayed there for a while. Some time later the street lights turned on and I could see him more clearly.
The air was eerie and different tonight. I knew he felt it too. His touch was different, his actions were different, the absence of conversation was different. The night wanted something from us.
It began raining again and the raindrops began to tap on the window. The tapping steadily became more fervent and it began to thunder.
"It looks like you made it just in time." I raised myself to his lips and kissed him sweetly. It was only supposed to be a simple peck but he wouldn't let me back away. Instead he held me closer to his body and slipped his tongue in my mouth. I could taste the faint scent of mint on his breath. We managed to switch places once more. He suspended himself above me, still connected by our lips.
He got off the couch and lifted me off too by the hand. He pulled me down the dark hallway into the bedroom. The rain followed us, still tapping against the windows behind the translucent shades.
He laid me down on the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me even more ardently than before. His hands slipped underneath my shirt, brushing up against the stomach hairs that ran from down into my pajama bottoms. In one swoop he took off my shirt. With a finger he slowly traced the bumps and creases of my abs. His hand ended up at the rim of my pants. Instead of removing them all at once, bit by bit he pulled the rim down towards the base of my growing member. His tongue ran down the trail of hair and licked me softly. He finally exposed myself to him, pulling my pants off and throwing them off to the floor. He took me in his hand while licking all around.
I hated when he teased me like this. I felt helpless in his hands. "Dongwan..." I growled.
"Hmm?" He let go of me and looked into my eyes. "What is it, Minwoo?" He raised himself to put his mouth near my ear. "What do you want?" He whispered.
"You know... what I want." I heard him chuckle and he went back to work on me. He took me in his hand again, pumping me up and down slowly. "Dongwan..." I moaned.
Then slipped me into his mouth slowly. I could feel the tip of my member rub past his throat. I felt like I was going to orgasm just as soon as he started... he was that good.
His head continued bobbing up and down in the dim light that came from outside. Sometimes lightning would come to peek through the window, illuminating us momentarily. The rain was always there beating against the glass.
After a while he pulled off, leaving me wet. He took my hand and positioned himself so that I was on top of him. I repeated the same process that he took with me, except that I cut right to the chase. I left him completely naked at once. I slipped him in my mouth all the way. I gagged once or twice but I didn't care. I tasted his sweet pre-cum on my tongue which made me work him even harder.
I sucked him off for a while listening to him moan. He grabbed onto my hair leading me up and down faster and faster until he was close... He pulled me off and brought my ear to his lips. "Fuck me..." he said in a low voice.
"What?" I was confused. I always thought I was the bottom.
"Fuck me..." He laughed. "What? You don't think you're up to it?" He grabbed my member. "I think you are." He lied down again on his back waiting for me to make a move. "Come on..."
I reached into the top drawer of the night table beside the bed. My fingers touched the back of it only to tip over an empty bottle. "We're out of lube," I told him.
"You don't need lube..." He closed his eyes let out a deep breath. He lifted his legs waiting for me.
I didn't want to keep him waiting so I thought of the next best thing. I spat in my hand and spread it on his opening. His body writhed in pleasure at my touch. I took my index finger and gently slipped it inside him. I listened to him breathe out slowly while I drove it in deeper to my last knuckle. I slowly went in and out, loosening him up. Then I added another one. My gaze was focused on his face. He would squint his eyes in a mix of pleasure and pain. His chest heaved up and down from breathing hard.
"Minwoo... fuck me..." He growled.
I pulled my fingers out of him and positioned myself in between his legs. I spat in my other hand and lubed myself up. Then I pressed the tip of my cock against his opening and pushed in. On either side of him, his hands gathered a clump of sheets and squeezed hard while I attempted to enter him for the first time.
I managed to get the head of my member inside him, and then I felt him clench tightly around me. He bit his bottom lip trying to silence the whimpers that wanted to escape his mouth. I wanted to pull out but he neither physically or mentally let me.
We were like two statues on the bed. The rain kept tapping even harder on the window; I thought it was going to break. Lightning frequented the bedroom allowing me to see the still pleading look on his face.
I pushed harder inside him, and little by little I managed to slide in all the way. He let out a loud moan with his head tilted back and eyes tightly clenched. A pool of pre-cum escaped him and formed on his abdomen.
I didn't move for a long time, letting him get used to the feeling of my member inside of him. I tried to get even a little bit soft but he was wrapped so tightly around me it wasn't possible. I remembered the first time that we made love. I was the same way when he was inside me.
After a while his labored breathing calmed down and so did the look on his face. I pulled out slowly and slid it back in again, but not all the way. I figured I would put it in until I heard a soft moan escape his lips. That was enough for him. I continued this rhythmic motion for only a short time. It wasn't long before his tight grip on me made me want to come. I stopped for a moment. Then I continued moving in and out of him after the feeling was gone. His hold on me brought me close so many times but I didn't want to come yet.
"It's okay," he cupped my cheek in his hand. "I can't... take it much more either."
I felt beads of sweat form on my upper body. It was as if the rain had gotten inside and fell on me.
I pumped myself in and out of him harder until I came. I released myself inside Dongwan echoing his sounds. It felt like lightning had struck me, and it ran through all of my body for several moments. I lost all my senses and rammed myself inside him all the way making him moan even louder.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes in the midst of the rainy night. The thunder outside drowned out the sounds of our breathing. I pulled out of him more easily than before, letting some of my cum spill from him. I collapsed beside him on my back still drowned in pure ecstasy. Then he turned his face to me and said, "I'm not done with you yet."
He took me by the hand into the bathroom and pushed me into the shower, turning on the water. The fake rain flowed down our bodies and shrouded us in steam. It was strange because he never liked to bathe in hot water; it was always my thing, but he didn't say a word. He took soap from the dish next to my head and kneeled down. He began to lather up my limp member, cleaning off the cum I had expelled. Only a couple of strokes into it and I started getting hard again. A smile formed on his face while looking back up at me. He turned me to face the wall and bent me over under the hot stream of water. I felt the tip of his member rub up against my entrance. I tried to push myself on him but he backed up. "Not yet," he said. He continued to tease me like that for a while.
"Dongwan..." I cried.
He shut off the water and took me back into the bedroom, both of us still dripping wet. With a towel he fetched from the rack he quickly dried us up the best he could and threw it on the bed. He threw me on it stomach down and climbed on top of me. He kissed my neck and tugged on my ear with his teeth, all while still rubbing stiff member on me. The thunder returned with an even more voracious sound.
He planted kisses down my back leading down to my opening that he brushed lightly with the tips of his fingers. I clenched my fists tightly when I felt his slick tongue press against me, trying to pry me open. He never did this before, but I didn't care. I just knew it felt good.
He reached around me and grabbed my member and began to pump me slowly. The combination of his tongue and hands touching me was enough to drive me over the edge again. I felt weak on my knees and elbows and lowered my body down to the bed. He took his tongue away and left me wanting more. Soon I felt his member tap me wanting to come in. A moan escaped into the pillow I held under my mouth.
Slowly he pushed in until all of him was inside. I got back on my hands trying to push myself even deeper onto him. He placed his hands on my hips and began pumping himself in and out. With every stride in, I felt him touch my spot leaving me weak momentarily.
Al the while it was pouring madly outside. The apartment felt like it was underneath a waterfall, getting pounded underneath the weight of its relentless streams.
He lowered his body closer to me, and his thrusts became more powerful and he drove himself even deeper inside... if that was even possible. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. He made me cry louder, but our sounds were completely no match for the noise the thunder created. I turned my head to the side and watched our shadows connect on the wall. It must've been what the storm was looking at through the window.
"Minwoo..." he said. "I'm getting... I'm gonna... come." His thrusts quickened and became more sporadic. His rhythm finally broke and pulled me close to him as he came. I felt him empty inside of me. At the same time I heard the clouds above send a sonorous thunderbolt, splitting the sky in half. He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily, trapping me between the warmth of his body and the damp towel and velvety sheets of the bed.
He pulled out now only half hard and rolled over onto my right. His heaving chest calmed down and his breathing slowed. He took my hand in his and squeezed it tight. He smiled, but it wasn't the usual one he always gave me whenever he finished me off. "Guess who's gonna be sore in the morning." He chuckled.
He pulled the towel from underneath me and cleaned us both up, and threw it on the floor. I guess some things never change. I rolled over and laid my head on his chest. "So... what made you wanna... you know..."
"Hmm..." He smiled. "The rain told me to do it."
I made it back home early around three in the afternoon. It looked like it was already past eight. The gray sky had been raining steadily all day. The wind knocked the rain drops into the windows every so often. I was bored so I decided to get work out of the way. At five I made dinner for Dongwan and myself. Then I showered and changed to get rid of the smell of food out of my hair and clothes. The hot water relaxed and made me a bit sleepy. There was nothing else to do but wait for Dongwan to come home and rescue me from boredom. I threw myself onto the couch in the living room. Slowly I began to drift off and fell asleep listening to the rain.
I awoke sometime later underneath his warmth. Everything was quiet, even his movements. His lips were on my neck and his hand on my shoulder. I was captured by the smell of his cologne.
"Dongwan..." I opened my eyes, barely making out his black hair in the darkness. There was only a little bit of light coming from outside. He lifted his head to meet my sleepy eyes with his.
"Hey, Baby." He kissed me softly. He was about to rise but I caught his arm and pulled him back down. "What's wrong?" He asked. I shook my head. I didn't even know if he saw that. I pulled him onto the couch and repositioned myself so that I lied on top of him. "Still tired?"
"Kinda." I nuzzled my head on his chest and closed my eyes, hoping to fall back asleep with him.
"Wait... wait... I'll be right back." He slipped out from under me. He walked into the bedroom, then I heard him undress, throwing his clothes on the floor like he always did. He returned in only lounge pants and with a blanket in his hand.
He found his spot under me again and threw the blanket over us. I rested my head comfortably against his bare chest. One of his arms wrapped around my waist and ran his other hand through my hair. "I love you," I said.
"I love you, too." He kept stroking my hair gently.
We stayed there for a while. Some time later the street lights turned on and I could see him more clearly.
The air was eerie and different tonight. I knew he felt it too. His touch was different, his actions were different, the absence of conversation was different. The night wanted something from us.
It began raining again and the raindrops began to tap on the window. The tapping steadily became more fervent and it began to thunder.
"It looks like you made it just in time." I raised myself to his lips and kissed him sweetly. It was only supposed to be a simple peck but he wouldn't let me back away. Instead he held me closer to his body and slipped his tongue in my mouth. I could taste the faint scent of mint on his breath. We managed to switch places once more. He suspended himself above me, still connected by our lips.
He got off the couch and lifted me off too by the hand. He pulled me down the dark hallway into the bedroom. The rain followed us, still tapping against the windows behind the translucent shades.
He laid me down on the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me even more ardently than before. His hands slipped underneath my shirt, brushing up against the stomach hairs that ran from down into my pajama bottoms. In one swoop he took off my shirt. With a finger he slowly traced the bumps and creases of my abs. His hand ended up at the rim of my pants. Instead of removing them all at once, bit by bit he pulled the rim down towards the base of my growing member. His tongue ran down the trail of hair and licked me softly. He finally exposed myself to him, pulling my pants off and throwing them off to the floor. He took me in his hand while licking all around.
I hated when he teased me like this. I felt helpless in his hands. "Dongwan..." I growled.
"Hmm?" He let go of me and looked into my eyes. "What is it, Minwoo?" He raised himself to put his mouth near my ear. "What do you want?" He whispered.
"You know... what I want." I heard him chuckle and he went back to work on me. He took me in his hand again, pumping me up and down slowly. "Dongwan..." I moaned.
Then slipped me into his mouth slowly. I could feel the tip of my member rub past his throat. I felt like I was going to orgasm just as soon as he started... he was that good.
His head continued bobbing up and down in the dim light that came from outside. Sometimes lightning would come to peek through the window, illuminating us momentarily. The rain was always there beating against the glass.
After a while he pulled off, leaving me wet. He took my hand and positioned himself so that I was on top of him. I repeated the same process that he took with me, except that I cut right to the chase. I left him completely naked at once. I slipped him in my mouth all the way. I gagged once or twice but I didn't care. I tasted his sweet pre-cum on my tongue which made me work him even harder.
I sucked him off for a while listening to him moan. He grabbed onto my hair leading me up and down faster and faster until he was close... He pulled me off and brought my ear to his lips. "Fuck me..." he said in a low voice.
"What?" I was confused. I always thought I was the bottom.
"Fuck me..." He laughed. "What? You don't think you're up to it?" He grabbed my member. "I think you are." He lied down again on his back waiting for me to make a move. "Come on..."
I reached into the top drawer of the night table beside the bed. My fingers touched the back of it only to tip over an empty bottle. "We're out of lube," I told him.
"You don't need lube..." He closed his eyes let out a deep breath. He lifted his legs waiting for me.
I didn't want to keep him waiting so I thought of the next best thing. I spat in my hand and spread it on his opening. His body writhed in pleasure at my touch. I took my index finger and gently slipped it inside him. I listened to him breathe out slowly while I drove it in deeper to my last knuckle. I slowly went in and out, loosening him up. Then I added another one. My gaze was focused on his face. He would squint his eyes in a mix of pleasure and pain. His chest heaved up and down from breathing hard.
"Minwoo... fuck me..." He growled.
I pulled my fingers out of him and positioned myself in between his legs. I spat in my other hand and lubed myself up. Then I pressed the tip of my cock against his opening and pushed in. On either side of him, his hands gathered a clump of sheets and squeezed hard while I attempted to enter him for the first time.
I managed to get the head of my member inside him, and then I felt him clench tightly around me. He bit his bottom lip trying to silence the whimpers that wanted to escape his mouth. I wanted to pull out but he neither physically or mentally let me.
We were like two statues on the bed. The rain kept tapping even harder on the window; I thought it was going to break. Lightning frequented the bedroom allowing me to see the still pleading look on his face.
I pushed harder inside him, and little by little I managed to slide in all the way. He let out a loud moan with his head tilted back and eyes tightly clenched. A pool of pre-cum escaped him and formed on his abdomen.
I didn't move for a long time, letting him get used to the feeling of my member inside of him. I tried to get even a little bit soft but he was wrapped so tightly around me it wasn't possible. I remembered the first time that we made love. I was the same way when he was inside me.
After a while his labored breathing calmed down and so did the look on his face. I pulled out slowly and slid it back in again, but not all the way. I figured I would put it in until I heard a soft moan escape his lips. That was enough for him. I continued this rhythmic motion for only a short time. It wasn't long before his tight grip on me made me want to come. I stopped for a moment. Then I continued moving in and out of him after the feeling was gone. His hold on me brought me close so many times but I didn't want to come yet.
"It's okay," he cupped my cheek in his hand. "I can't... take it much more either."
I felt beads of sweat form on my upper body. It was as if the rain had gotten inside and fell on me.
I pumped myself in and out of him harder until I came. I released myself inside Dongwan echoing his sounds. It felt like lightning had struck me, and it ran through all of my body for several moments. I lost all my senses and rammed myself inside him all the way making him moan even louder.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes in the midst of the rainy night. The thunder outside drowned out the sounds of our breathing. I pulled out of him more easily than before, letting some of my cum spill from him. I collapsed beside him on my back still drowned in pure ecstasy. Then he turned his face to me and said, "I'm not done with you yet."
He took me by the hand into the bathroom and pushed me into the shower, turning on the water. The fake rain flowed down our bodies and shrouded us in steam. It was strange because he never liked to bathe in hot water; it was always my thing, but he didn't say a word. He took soap from the dish next to my head and kneeled down. He began to lather up my limp member, cleaning off the cum I had expelled. Only a couple of strokes into it and I started getting hard again. A smile formed on his face while looking back up at me. He turned me to face the wall and bent me over under the hot stream of water. I felt the tip of his member rub up against my entrance. I tried to push myself on him but he backed up. "Not yet," he said. He continued to tease me like that for a while.
"Dongwan..." I cried.
He shut off the water and took me back into the bedroom, both of us still dripping wet. With a towel he fetched from the rack he quickly dried us up the best he could and threw it on the bed. He threw me on it stomach down and climbed on top of me. He kissed my neck and tugged on my ear with his teeth, all while still rubbing stiff member on me. The thunder returned with an even more voracious sound.
He planted kisses down my back leading down to my opening that he brushed lightly with the tips of his fingers. I clenched my fists tightly when I felt his slick tongue press against me, trying to pry me open. He never did this before, but I didn't care. I just knew it felt good.
He reached around me and grabbed my member and began to pump me slowly. The combination of his tongue and hands touching me was enough to drive me over the edge again. I felt weak on my knees and elbows and lowered my body down to the bed. He took his tongue away and left me wanting more. Soon I felt his member tap me wanting to come in. A moan escaped into the pillow I held under my mouth.
Slowly he pushed in until all of him was inside. I got back on my hands trying to push myself even deeper onto him. He placed his hands on my hips and began pumping himself in and out. With every stride in, I felt him touch my spot leaving me weak momentarily.
Al the while it was pouring madly outside. The apartment felt like it was underneath a waterfall, getting pounded underneath the weight of its relentless streams.
He lowered his body closer to me, and his thrusts became more powerful and he drove himself even deeper inside... if that was even possible. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. He made me cry louder, but our sounds were completely no match for the noise the thunder created. I turned my head to the side and watched our shadows connect on the wall. It must've been what the storm was looking at through the window.
"Minwoo..." he said. "I'm getting... I'm gonna... come." His thrusts quickened and became more sporadic. His rhythm finally broke and pulled me close to him as he came. I felt him empty inside of me. At the same time I heard the clouds above send a sonorous thunderbolt, splitting the sky in half. He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily, trapping me between the warmth of his body and the damp towel and velvety sheets of the bed.
He pulled out now only half hard and rolled over onto my right. His heaving chest calmed down and his breathing slowed. He took my hand in his and squeezed it tight. He smiled, but it wasn't the usual one he always gave me whenever he finished me off. "Guess who's gonna be sore in the morning." He chuckled.
He pulled the towel from underneath me and cleaned us both up, and threw it on the floor. I guess some things never change. I rolled over and laid my head on his chest. "So... what made you wanna... you know..."
"Hmm..." He smiled. "The rain told me to do it."