#an insatiable little gremlin that wants his ass 24/7

[the-cookie-of-doom]

“We should get cleaned up.” 

They’re both sweaty and sticky, and Kim is dripping come. He squeezes his thighs together in an effort to keep it from leaking onto Chay’s bedsheets. Not that he won’t have to change them anyway, but it feels more illicit, having to see such stark evidence of their coupling. 

Kim lets Chay pull him up off the bed and take him to the bathroom, stopping only long enough to pull on their boxers. There’s that sticky, wet feeling again, as Kim leaks into the cotton. It makes his face hot. After everything they’ve done tonight—that’s definitely what gets to him the most. He let Chay come inside him. 

What was I thinking? Kim laughs to himself, smiling at the questioning look Chay gives him, and shakes his head. Better not to embarrass the boy any further. 

“Still okay?” Chay asks him beneath the hot spray of water. Of course they’re showering together; Chay is expectedly clingy after losing his virginity, and if Kim is being honest with himself, so is he. He doesn’t want Chay out of his sight. “You don’t re—”

“Still okay,” Kim answers. He leans into Chay, into his steady warmth. “That was great.” 

“Oh. Good. Really good.” 

“What about you?” Kim grins. “Any regrets?”

“Um, no, no, definitely not!” He had his bare cock inside of Kim not ten minutes ago, and he’s still so bashful. 

So cute. 

Kim lets Chay crowd him against the wall, kissing him, hands wandering all over his body.

"I was actually wondering—hoping—if we—if maybe we can do it again?”

“Right now?” Kim wouldn’t be opposed, but they both just came. Chay’s eighteen and there’s something to be said for teen refractory periods, but there’s no way he’s ready to go again so soon. No way. 

Except Chay tilts his hips into Kim, and sure enough, his cock presses a hard line against his pelvis. 

“I mean, if you want to? I meant later, in the future, whenever, but—yeah," Chay breathes, "Yeah, right now. That would be really good, too.” 

Kim is pretty sure he would let Chay do just about anything to him right now, up to and including turning him around and pushing him up against the wall. Which is exactly what he does. He pulls Kim back by his hips, makes him present, and presses up close behind him. Let’s Kim feel his cock, hard and dripping, pressing against his ass. 

“Still sure?”

Kim smiles. “Yes, Chay, stop asking me, already.” Kim is past the point of pretending he doesn’t want this just as badly as Chay does, but he’s starting to think Chay gets a kick out of making him say it. Brat.