Chapter 39 — Dirty Kitchen

Insane. That may be how Aurelius sees me at this moment as I challenged him to answer the absurd question I threw at him. His eyes glimmered and gave me what seems to be a small smirk before showing me his usual boyish grin.

“What prompted you to ask me such a favor?” He inquired as his hands held my waist firmly. I cleared my throat, blushing deeply at the question. “W-Well, because I'm in the mood,” I replied as I looked away, feeling a little flushed, a little off character.

Aurelius gave a short, quiet chuckle. “Won’t your appa and halmeoni hear us?” he asked as I turned back to face him. His expression was light with a raised brow, making me purse my lips as I replied.

“I’m sure they wouldn’t hear if we won’t scream or anything…” I reasoned out to him, but more like to ease myself off the thought. I didn’t want to think about that at all.

Stupid Aurelius.

I fastened my knees and legs to hold my weight up so as to not hold it against him as I moved my hands to cup his cheeks as I took in his details. His gleaming green eyes, wavy blond hair, and his skin. He looked handsome. I stared fondly at the man before me.

“You mean when you scream.” He said with a smirk, catching me off guard as we suddenly switched positions with him on top of me, making my eyes widen in surprise.

“Aurelius!” I whisper-yelled, making the British man laugh as he leaned to kiss my lips, cutting me off and making me melt below him. Not that I’d admit to it.

I returned the kiss, closing my eyes and moving my head upward and my hands onto the back of his head, my fingers carding through the strands of his hair as I released a small moan, and almost immediately, he pulled back. I wanted to whine but opted to open my eyes and give him a questioning stare instead.

“I…” he started, a shy and blushing expression gracing his tiers as his eyes looked the other way. “…this isn’t my first time but I feel nervous.” He confessed, making me blush deeply. He is right, we weren’t that intimate with each other, it was all pretend or just something not too serious.

“Oh… you are not alone there, though,” I replied with a soft tone as I glanced down, my hands sliding down but not before he took one and placed it on his chest, next to his heart. His intense gaze on me, making my blush flare up more. The heat rushing to my ears as he stayed silent, my eyes darted around the room, anywhere but his eyes.

It was a whole minute of silence before it started to feel awkward around us.

“So what, this is it?” I asked as I gained the courage to face up and meet his green eyes widening in realization.

“What? No, of course not! We are doing it. Unless this is your first time… and you’re nervous—”

I cut his sentence by smacking his head with my free hand.

“I’m not a virgin!” I exclaimed before covering my mouth, scared that my dad and grandma might hear me, my eyes trained at the door in case one or both of them came rushing in to scold us. Aurelius does so too, eyeing at the door and for a good minute or two of nothing but pure silence. We heaved a sigh of relief simultaneously, our faces softly red as our eyes met once more.

I bit my inner cheek and looked down before looking back up to him, “If we’re gonna do it, let’s do it. No more jokes or foreplays, just take me.” I said with firmness in my voice and gave him a serious and determined expression. Aurelius stared at me, surprise but amusement lingered in his eyes as the right corner of his lips curved upwards.

“Then let’s do it.”

He moved his hands on the bottom of my shirt, inserting them under the garment. Upon feeling his rough and warm fingers touching my bare stomach, it made me shiver softly. He leaned in for a kiss, to which I returned immediately. It started soft, sweet until the tongue was added to the mix. They battled for dominance, one wanted to win and the other fought for fun. I groaned as I surrendered, making Aurelius grin against my lips.

I threaded my hands on his hair once more as he pulled away from the kiss, his eyes glinted arousal when I looked up to the green irises. “Aurelius…” I smiled, almost chuckling at the male’s rare side. His usual jolly side is not even visible anymore.

“What? I thought no more jokes or foreplays? That I’m just gonna take you.” Aurelius spoke, his accent thicker, hotter even. I hummed softly at his retaliation.

“Touché,” I replied before pulling his head closer to mine, my breath tickling his face. “Do it,” I sighed again as he leaned in closer before pulling my shirt off, over my head, then throwing them to the side. I was bare, blushing as I felt as if this was the first time all over again, his eyes on my chest, on my breasts. My hands moved on his collar, on the buttons as I pulled them off halfway when he leaned in again and kissed me square on the lips, making me emit a low moan. He groans as he licks over my bottom lip, his hands now exploring every inch of my body and I playfully denied him access inside as I continued to unbutton his shirt until I felt his muscles under my fingers.

He growled and pulled away from the kiss. I whined and pulled off his shirt by pushing them off his shoulders, which he happily discarded. The sight was enough to make me lick my own lips. He grinned at the reaction and proceeded to kiss my jaw down to my neck. “See what you like, darling?” He whispered as my hands moved down to his pants, tugging on the garter with a moan.

My eyes were probably coated with lust and my instincts feral. Aurelius moved again by pulling off my pajama pants, it was swift and it felt so easily done. I blushed as the man before me was not anymore the man who was fixed, casual, and eccentric. This man is darker.

He moved a hand down, two of his fingers pressing on my center. Prodding on it before sliding his fingers up and down in a straight manner, making me moan. My fingers itching to remove his pants, whilst he continued to push me into a deeper pleasure. “Aurelius,” I called again, and he responded with a soft hum. “Your pants,” I whispered, eyes on his concentrating tiers as he smirked, eyes on me, fingers stopping the motions as he pulled them away.

“Do it… Take them off, darling.” He purred, his eyes amused, aroused, and challenging. I blushed again, it may be true that he is not Desmond. That he is different, but the way he makes me feel and melt into his arms just never occurred to me when we met. I could never have guessed this was who Aurelius Clarke truly is. My fingers immediately pulled his pants down, only getting it halfway because of the positioning of our bodies. I pouted when I wasn’t able to completely remove the clothing. Aurelius chuckled and helped by continuing to remove the pants until it was off and discarded along with the pile of clothes on the side.

He’s so handsome.

I groaned as I saw the outline of his hard-on through his dark blue boxer briefs. My hand now on the garter of said garments. He leaned to kiss the side of my head, making me lean on the touch. Eyes closed and humming before noticing a cool breeze on my center, prompting me to open my eyes and as I did, my panties were gone. I squeaked.

He licked his lips before biting the lower side and smirk, eyes raking my whole body. “Patience, darling, we’ll get there. First,” He started as he grabbed his bag, pulling out a condom. “Protection.” He whispered, making me blush at the sight of the blue shiny packaging.

I held on to his arm as he opened the packet and slid off his boxers, my eyes never leaving the sight of his bare body. I swallowed a small lump in my throat as he slid the condom onto his shaft easily and took a hold of it as he leaned forward and rubbed the tip on my entrance.

The feeling made me moan as I closed my eyes and mentally prepared myself for him. I felt a hand on my cheek as he leaned close and whispered, helping me relax. “Relax, I won’t hurt you, I promise.”

I nodded in response and opened my eyes to see a familiar Aurelius, soft fond smile, and that look in his eyes that could either make you swoon or comfortable. I smiled back out of instinct before yelping and his hand shot instantly to cover my mouth as I remembered we were not alone. I moaned into his palm as he thrust in, moving deeper each thrust.

My eyes closed but behind the lids are my rolled-back eyes, back arched as I held on to his arm for support as he continued to enter me. He made a few groans, clearly trying to be as quiet as he could as well for our benefit. A few more thrusts until he is fully seated inside me, he groans once more and removes his hand from my mouth. A gasp and a sigh escaped my lips as I felt full for the first time in months.

My body quivered as it accommodates Aurelius’ length. The said male smiled and leaned down again to kiss my temple. “Good job, darling,” he whispers, making me whimper softly. “Tell me if you’re ready.” He added to which I agreed.

Aurelius.

My eyes looked at the side of his head as he was still next to my temple and whispered. “I-I’m ready,” I mumbled. He grunted and started to move once more. It was slow and sweet, the feeling was pure ecstasy. I may not get enough, especially when one of his hands palmed my cheeks and the other on my waist as he planted his forehead on mine. Our moans and small noises mixing together in this tiny room we share.

His voice.

Gradually his thrusts started to get faster and faster, his grip on my waist tight, sure to leave a bruise if he grips harder, his eyes shut as thrusts faster, deeper, hitting that spot inside me that makes me curl my toes and back arch into a visible curve.

Mine.

I moaned softly and in return clenched my walls around his shaft, the action making him groan out as he bit his lower lip to prevent any loud noises from leaving his mouth and huffed. His eyes meeting mine, he grinned and I panted slightly. His lips soon met mine once more as his tongue wasted no time in entering my wet cavern and exploring it, reaching wherever he could and groaning into my lips before pulling away. A small, barely visible string of saliva proved the kiss had just happened as Aurelius broke off and moved down to kiss on my neck, leaving small trails of hickeys. Each started with a soft kiss, followed by a small nip before he broke the skin by biting then licking on top. Each also made me moan as it ended with a sharp thrust.

He’s mine.

I was feeling close, groaning as I was about to make it known to him, but was cut off by Aurelius. “I’m close darling,” he whispered as he continued to thrust and grunted from the pleasure.

I moaned with him in response before speaking, “M-Me too… Me too.” I breathlessly stated as my whole being shook from the pleasure of the intercourse.

“Together?” He held onto my waist with both hands and I nodded once more.

“Together.”

He leaned his forehead against mine once more before thrusting sharply until we both came in unison. Aurelius immediately buried his face onto my neck to muffle his noises and I, on his neck, muffling my own. The release was nothing but pure bliss. Heavenly as I last remembered it. The all too familiar feeling of reaching the high before being brought down to reality. It was incredible. His musky scent flowing through the room along with sweat and my own.

And I’m his.

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Morning came with the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting from the kitchen as I exited the room. I sleepily greeted my father, waving sloppily at the man who was yawning. “Morning, Appa. Did you sleep well?”

“I did,” he replied, blowing off the steam from his coffee. “It was a bit cold, but I was able to sleep after drinking tea. How about you?”

“Mhmm…” I hummed, grabbing a cup from the counter. Taking the glass kettle, I poured a small amount of dark brown liquid. “I slept like a log last night.”

After having sex, though.

Considering the timing and whose house we’re in, one wouldn’t want to have their relationship consummated in the house of their grandmother’s. However, that didn’t stop neither me nor Aurelius last night from committing the deed. In fact, if we were able to stop ourselves, it would be unbearable to be near one another. What amazes me is that my grandmother and father agreed to us sharing a room.

Won’t they wonder if anything happened last night?

“How is your boyfriend?” Dad continued asking, sporting a small smile. “Did he sleep well, I hope?”

“Oh, yeah he did. He was the… first one to fall asleep actually. Guess the long flight made him really tired.” Sitting down, I took my phone out after making sure Dad didn’t mind me using my phone while drinking. Seeing that he was all right with it, I began checking my notifications that I failed to see yesterday. “Where’s grandma?”

“She’s in the garden, watering her cactuses.”

“I thought she would still be asleep at this hour.”

“No, no, she’s usually the earliest one to rise.” Dad gestured to the kitchen after taking a sip of his coffee. “She’s used to this everyday routine of hers. Waking up early, watering the plants, and making breakfast is just the start of it.”

“And what about you, Appa? Do you wake up early as well?”

“Of course I do!” He placed a fist on his chest, beating it twice. “I’m the only one who’s taking care of her so I have to do more work than she does or it would seem unfair. Your grandmother may not show it, but there are times she would get back pains or her arthritis acts up. I’m the only one she could lean on.”

“It’s early in the morning for your speeches, Seojun,” I swore I almost saw Dad jump two feet in the air when Grandma came in, dirty gloves on her hand. “Maybe you should also tell your daughter how I often break the plates here or forget to take the clean clothes in after drying them out in the sun. Or how I’m too old to remember some important dates on the calendar and how that makes me feel really weak.”

“Ma, I was only telling your granddaughter how amazing you are. That despite being old, you still manage to do your chores dutifully—”

“Flattery won’t get you out of this, Seojun.”

“Okay.”

Turning to me, Grandma narrowed her eyes at me and I instantly froze on the spot at how intense her gaze was. As she approached me without breaking our gaze, I swallowed visibly.

Did I say something wrong? Is there dirt on my face? Oh god, what if I have traces of drool left on my face?

My hands quickly wiped the sides of my lips, making sure there wasn’t anything stuck to my skin. “Grandma, is there something wrong?”

“No,” she answered softly. “Is your boyfriend awake? We’ll be having breakfast soon.”

“I’ll go ahead and wake him up.” I rushed back to the room to find Aurelius gone from the bed and hearing running water from the bathroom. Seeing that he is taking a bath, I knocked on the door three times to make my presence known. “Aurelius? We’ll be having breakfast in a few.”

His reply was slightly muffled but I could make out the words ‘okay’. I went back outside, shutting the door behind me, and into the kitchen, I went.

Approximately thirty minutes had passed and breakfast was finally ready. The kitchen counter was filled with broken eggshells and spilled flour. Grandma and I wasted no time in cleaning the dirty kitchen. Once I was done helping with setting the table for our meal, my attention was temporarily diverted when I heard the doorbell rang. Dad glanced at the clock, silently wondering who was visiting so early in the morning. Nevertheless, he left his seat and went to the front door.

Aurelius, looking very fresh out of the shower, passed by him. He greeted my father before walking up to me with a smile. “Good morning, Alex. I trust you slept well.”

The idiot.

“Of course. And good morning to you as well—”

Rumbling footsteps grew from faint to thundering in mere seconds. The person who made a ruckus emerged from the corner along with my father trailing behind her. It took me moments to process the information presented to me suddenly without any warning. I would have appreciated it if someone warned me about this before it even occurred. I’m not ready. Not yet.

What is she—

“Alex.” My mother glowered, her face unreadable yet promising an onslaught of painful emotions. It irritated me. “I’ve come to get you.”