He still cannot believe this is really happening. He is kissing his Wookie. He really is kissing him. And Wookie is kissing him back – his Wookie, so shy, timid and inexperienced. He almost cannot describe feeling running through his body – it is more beautiful than anything he has ever felt. He did not even hope for something like this. Real kiss. With Wookie. His hands leave boy’s face and they find their way to his waist, pressing him against his own chest, kissing him softly, playing gentle game with his lips, losing himself in the delicious taste... Ryeowook’s arms wrap around Yesung’s neck, his eyes are closed and he slowly kisses him back. He has never kissed anybody before... not voluntarily. He does not know what to do, he just doubtfully moves his lips against Yesung’s ones. He likes it. Really. His lips are tingling, his heart is beating fast and he almost cannot breath, but it does not matter, who needs oxygen? He can feel Yesung’s palms his back, he can feel his warmth. He sighs quietly; everything is so beautiful now...

Yesung cannot stop himself, he longs for the boy so much that it is almost scary. He Wookie’s lower lip gently, it with his tongue, slightly opening his mouth, pressing his body against Wookie one more time. He risks going further, his tongue slides between Wookie’s lips and he can hear and also feel quiet purr. It surprises him when Wookie slightly opens his mouth as well, inviting him inside. Yesung hesitates. He should stop; he does not want to scare him, but... He cannot resist.

He tries it, carefully and slowly, just with a tip of his tongue, exploring Wookie’s mouth, his white teeth, prepared to stop immediately. However, it does not seem Wookie wants to run away. He tries to go further again, his tongue fills up Wookie’s mouth, , caressing. However, the boy just sighs again, his tongue moving against Yesung’s one. Yesung can feel fingers clenching his hair and it sends shivers down his spin. Wookie trembles in his arms. He has never thought kissing could by so beautiful. He has never felt something like this... Kisses he used to get were... No, he does not want to recall it now. He chases memories away before they can influence the amazing feeling which makes him shiver. It is time to create new memory which will replace the scary ones. Fantastic memory with a taste of Yesung’s lips. It will be the memory he will not be scared of. The memory of his first real kiss.

Yesung does not want to end it up although it must have already been eternity since he started to kiss him. It would be sin to stop. The kiss is as beautiful and innocent as a boy he is pressing in his arms. His tongue slowly starts to move backwards, making Ryeowook’s one follow him. In the moment Ryeowook’s tongue touches his lips, it stops, hesitating. Wookie does not know if he should continue and in the end he decides not to do it. Yesung is not surprised, he just smiles softly, not trying to enter his lips again, just playing gentle game again. Finally, he decides to interrupt the kiss, pressing against Ryeowook’s lips for the last time, pulling away and opening his eyes. Wookie’s eyes are still closed, his lips slightly opened and his cheeks are lightly red. At the moment he seems to be more beautiful than anytime before. Yesung’s fingers touch his skin, his face. The boy sighs for the last time, opening his eyes. They find Yesung’s look, he needs to assure himself the tenderness is still there. No, it has not disappeared. And it is probably stronger than a few moments ago. And he can see something more there.

“I love you.” Low whispering leaving Yesung’s lips. Yesung is the first person who has ever told him something like this. It warms his tiny heart. He would like to say the same words to him. However, he does not know if he can afford it. Would his words be sincere even though he has no idea how the love looks? Maybe. If all those incredible feelings filling up his soul, pleasant tingling, shivering caused by Yesung’s touches and wildly beating heart mean love, he can say it aloud.

He is already opening his mouth, really trying to say it but at the moment Yesung leans over him, arresting his lips again. The second kiss is not as long as the first one. Actually, it is desperately short. Just gentle touch of their lips. Yesung’s arms hug Wookie’s waist like before and presses him. Wookie can feel warmth of his body despite the clothes. He feels his heartbeat. He feels his breath in his own hair. Palms are his body...

He closes his eyes, longing for this moment lasting forever. He wants to stay like this in Yesung’s embrace. He curls up into a ball in his arms, breathing his smell.

“Can I stay like this for a while? Please.” He whispers quietly. Just a moment later he can feel a kiss in his hair. Yesung smiles, his shoulders, lying down on the sofa. He covers them with a blanket. The boy purrs again, cuddling against Yesung’s body. Yesung laughs quietly, the boy reminds him a kitty. Tiny, innocent kitty longing for , hugging and...love? He dares to guess it is his love he is longing for. The boy’s breath is slowly becoming regular and his face is relaxing in coming sleep. Ryeowook still can feels fingers his hair, but he does not perceive anymore. He just slightly smiles, sinking into deep and peaceful darkness with a certainty Yesung will still be there when he wakes up.

A/N: I hope you liked the "plotless" (does this word even exist in English?) chapter. I would like to promise you there will be some plot in next chapter but it has already been too long I was writing it so I cannot remember what is going to happen and I am too lazy to check it :D Anyway, expect another chapter in next two weeks. I would like to update more often but I just cannot - I am preparing for my leaving exams and I have even interrupted writing in my native language because of lack of time. So, see you next time :) Bye ^^