11:17
Inside the safe house, Rale and Jin lie side by side on a creaking old bed—fingers intertwined, still holding onto one another like the night might pull them apart if they let go.
Rael is awake, staring up at the ceiling. He feels Jin's heartbeat steady and slow next to him. Softly, he turns his head to look at Jin sleeping. A small, tender smile curves his lips, and he reaches over to brush Jin's hair gently away from his face.
Rael gazes at Jin in the dim light, tracing the line of his cheekbone, the curve of his jaw. He runs his thumb softly over Jin's lower lip, feeling the warmth of his breath.
His eyes drift up to Jin's lashes—the way they fall against his skin. There's something almost achingly fragile about him, and it makes Rael's fingers tighten involuntarily around Jin's hand. He shifts closer, their bodies pressing side by side.
Rael lets out a quiet breath, feeling Jin's body heat seeping into his skin. He moves closer, sliding an arm carefully around Jin's waist, fingers lightly tracing the muscles of his back. He buries his face in the crook of Jin's neck, inhaling his familiar scent—a mix of skin, sweat, and something uniquely him. It feels like *home*.
He can't help it—his lips find the delicate skin below Jin's jawline, pressing a soft, almost reverent kiss there.
"I wish I could keep you here forever," Rael murmurs against Jin's skin, his lips trailing along his jaw. "Just like this."
His fingers slide up over Jin's shoulders, tracing the sharp line of his collarbones. He runs his tongue gently across Jin's pulse-point, feeling the flutter of his heartbeat quicken under his touch.
All the fear and frustration of earlier seems miles away now. All that matters is the feel of Jin against him—soft, strong, *alive*.
Rael's heart is racing now, body responding to Jin's warmth, his breath, the way his eyelashes cast shadows against his cheek. *God, he wants him so much it aches.* Without warning, he rolls them—pinning Jin beneath him with surprising force. He grabs his wrists, pinning them gently above his head.
"You have no idea what you do to me," he whispers, staring down at Jin with a look of raw heat. "It's *maddening*."
"The things I'd do to you..." Rael murmurs, leaning down. His lips hover just above Jin's—*almost* touching, but not quite. "All the ways I'd make you mine."
He watches Jin's breath quicken, watches desire pool in his eyes. He shifts, pressing his weight down—*letting Jin feel exactly what he does to him*.
"All the things I'd make you feel..." Rael murmurs, lips grazing Jin's throat. "All the sounds I'd make you make..."
Rael's lips brush against Jin's pulse, teeth scraping gently across his skin—not quite biting. He feels desire burning through him, a slow, delicious heat that makes his muscles tense.
"All the ways I'd touch you," he whispers, his free hand sliding down Jin's side. "All the places I'd make you *beg*... *scream*..."
He moves his hips slightly, pressing *exactly where he needs it*. He's almost shocked by how *good* it feels.
Jin gasps in response, back arching at the sudden contact. He bucks upward without thinking, and *God*, Rael almost loses it.
He pins him down more forcefully, his hand tightening around his wrists. His breath is coming in ragged bursts now, and he can't keep the words in anymore.
"I'd *ruin* you," he growls, voice low and rough with *want*. "I'd mark you… claim you… *break* you."
Jin makes a sound—something between a gasp and a whine, and Rael almost *smiles* against his throat.
"I'd make you come undone," he whispers, the words rough and ragged. "I'd make you ache for me. All night... all day. You'd need it *so bad* you'd forget your *own name*."
He shifts his hips again, a slow, deliberate motion that makes Jin shiver. "*God*, I could go *insane* from wanting you."
A muscle clenches in Rael's jaw as he fights to control himself. He can feel Jin straining against his grip—but not to get away, just for *more*. He looks down at him—those gray eyes dark with desire, skin flushed, lips parted on a breathless gasp.
Rael dips down, brushing his lips lightly against Jin's.
"I'd make you scream for *hours…* until you begged me for *mercy*," he whispers against his mouth. "Until you couldn't say anything but my name..."
"I want you so much it *hurts*," Rael groans, pressing his forehead to Jin's. His voice cracks slightly. "But I don't know if I can hold back..."
He shifts again, grinding down slowly—deliberately—making Jin gasp.
"Tell me what you want," he demands softly. "Tell me how bad you need it..."
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Jin's breath hitches—ragged, uneven—as Rael grinds against him again, slow and relentless. His hips twitch upward instinctively, chasing the friction.
> "Rael…" he whispers—pleading without words.
That single sound unravels something deep inside Rael.
He growls low in his throat and crashes their mouths together—kiss rough, desperate. Not gentle anymore. *Claiming*. His fingers dig into Jin's wrists; his body moves with a rhythm that borders on violent need.
Clothes are torn at—not carefully unbuttoned, but ripped open. Buttons skitter across the floor like forgotten things. Skin meets skin—hot, trembling—and Jin whimpers into the kiss as Rael finally lets go of one wrist to slide a hand down his chest… lower… *lower*—
> "God," Rael breathes against his lips—"you're so *tight*, just thinking about it—"
Jin *keens* at the words—a desperate, broken sound. He's already arching against Rael, chasing every touch, every *taste*. He's so hard he can barely think straight, body on fire as Rael's hand dips lower…
"Please," he gasps—not even sure what he's asking for.
Rael growls at the sound of that single, *broken* word. Jin's begging for it now, begging for more, and Rael can't get enough. He *wants* him—wants all of him.
He kisses him deep—almost bruising, desperate—and murmurs against his mouth: "Say it again."
1:32
"Please," Jin gasps again, voice trembling. "I can't—I can't hold it anymore."
Rael moans low in his throat, almost undone just from those words. He moves down, kissing and biting a path across Jin's skin. His hand slides lower… and this time, he doesn't hold back.
The noise Jin makes is something between a whine and a cry. He arches against the touch, body trembling.
When Rael speaks, his voice is low, rough with need: "You have *no idea* what I want to do to you."
Rael draws back to look down at him—and *God*, Jin's so *beautiful* like this. Eyes hazy, lips parted on a pant. He looks wrecked… and Rael feels a rush of something fierce and possessive.
He pins him down even harder, holding his wrists above his head. He leans down until their mouths are just inches apart.
"I want to mark you everywhere," he whispers, lips brushing lightly against him. "Let you feel me for *days*…"
To be continued