IMPORTANT: This has a smutty section! It's rather...different than my typical steam/smut. I put this part in three sections. The second section is the adult content and there will be a text photo telling you when it starts. There will be a text photo telling you when it ends.
Also! I'm sorry if the smut/steam is not something you like, but it is always skippable. The only reason it's really increased in these parts is because they're actually physically together...after a year. What do you expect right? Anyway, thanks for reading everyone!
Parts: all found here
WARNING: Mature, sexual content
-Boram's point of view - Just like that first morning, I stretch to put my arm around him before open my eyes. This time however, I make contact with a warm body. I move closer and cuddle him. This is nice. I'm glad they let him stay. I'm really, really glad. I love waking up to him being here. "Good morning." He pats my head. I look up and he's smiling. He's sitting up a little and looking at his phone. I didn't realize he was awake. "Good morning." I go back to cuddling him. "You sleep late." "What time is it?" "Ten." "On what planet is ten in the morning late?" "My planet." "You don't have a planet." "If I did everyone would have to get up when I do." "Why would you be so strict about that?" "I get bored waiting for people to wake up." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you lonely. You have your phone, so you can't be that bored. What are you doing?" "Just playing a game." "What one?" I try to grab his phone and he moves it above his head. "Don't, I have a high score going." I sit up and try to look over his shoulder but he turns the screen away. "I don't do well in front of an audience." I let what he just said sink in for a few seconds until he realizes how dumb that sounds coming from him. "I mean games! It's different!" I look away and he moves it back in front of him. "Hoseok." He narrows his eyes. "What." "Are you ticklish?" I find myself being pinned down by him about five seconds after the word ticklish came out of my mouth. "I refuse to be tickled! No! Never! I hate it!" "So you are ticklish?" He rolls his eyes. "What do you think?" "Don't be mean just because you're a baby who doesn't want to be tickled." "It's really bad. Like really bad, please don't ever tickle me." "Sure." "That doesn't sound sincere." "It was." "Fine. But since I've got you here." He leans down and kisses me. After a few kisses he let's my arms go. I wrap them around his neck. I start moving one hand down his chest, running it along the sides of ribs. He jumps up and gets off the bed. "You were going to do it!" "Only because you won't show me what's on you're phone, you're being oddly secretive and now I'm curious." He grabs his phone. "It's just a game!" I get up and try to take it, but he tries to raise it above his head. Before he has the chance though, I grab his wrist, turn his arm over as I turn my back to him, then quickly put it on my shoulder. I give it a little pull down and he let's go of the phone dropping it into my hand. I turn around and shove him away. I run into the bathroom, shut the door, and lock it. "What was that all about!" "It's how you take a knife from someone attacking you." "That's my phone not a knife!" "What's your pass number?" "Why would I tell you that?" "Because I'm sure you'd like me to come out of here eventually." "You're going to threaten me?" "I'm not threatening you, I'm giving you an ultimatum." "That's not nice!" "Neither is being sneaky about a "game" on your phone." He's quiet for a moment. "Are you really not going to come out?" "I'm dead serious." I hear him sigh. "5489." "Thank you." He's pretty gullible. I open it and it's on the main screen. "I already exited out of it, so you won't see anything." He sounds so sure of himself. "I may not use an iPhone, but I'm not so technologically challenged as to not be able to figure out which one it was." I pull up the apps that are currently running and haven't been killed yet. "Do you even know how to kill apps? Your phone must be slow as hell with like over twenty running at once." "Kill apps?" "I'll show you later. You liar, you weren't on a game, you were looking at pictures." "Hey! Stop! That's an invasion of my privacy!" I open it. I look at the last pictures on the camera roll. "You took pictures of me while I was sleeping! And you're saying I invaded your privacy!" His voice is quiet. "You were so cute. I just wanted a couple." "There's like thirty." "I know." I sigh and open the door. I hand him back his phone. "You're creepy." He opens the phone and smiles. "You didn't delete them?" I sit on the bed cross legged. "I deleted ones I didn't like. Now don't be creepy anymore." "I'll try." "You shouldn't have to try to not be creepy, you should be able to just not do it." "You would think that wouldn't you." "Then try to at least keep it to a minimum." He lies down and puts his head on my thigh. "That I can do." "Thanks." I play with his hair. I push it back. "When are you ever going to get this damn hair out of your face?" "Why are you so fixated on that?" "Because I like to see your face. So why don't you?" "I don't really decide." "They control that too!" "Yep." "So I might never see it?" "Why do you sound so disappointed?" "Because I am." "I'm sorry." I sigh. "It's not your fault. I like when you wear snap backs and get it out of your face though. I think you look so handsome when I can see your face." He laughs. "I'm glad you like my face so much." "I do." "What's your favorite feature?" I hum like I'm thinking about it. "It's such a hard decision. You're just so beautiful I don't which is best." "You're such a brat." "You are very beautiful though." "Not exactly what guys like to be called." "Well, I don't think that needs to be a gender specific word. Beautiful is beautiful." He smiles a little. "Okay, then thank you." "That's probably my favorite." "What?" I run my finger over his bottom lip. "Your smile. Ah, but I really do just like your lips regardless. They're just perfectly shaped whether your smiling or not. They're so soft, too." He blushes a little. "Thank you." "Just telling you the truth. Anyway, it seems like as time went by your hair went from out of your face, to mostly out of your face, then to in your face." "Yeah. It would seem that way." "They're mean, covering your face so much. They made you wear that damn mask, too." "Yeah, I didn't like that at all." "Why?" "Do you know how annoying that thing is to wear? It's obnoxious. Not to mention my skin kept breaking out from it." "It's a good thing they stopped then." "Yes it is. I don't know what it is with those things, but they randomly assign them to members in some groups. Zelo had one too when he started." "Who's that?" "Oh. Just someone from a different group. I forget you're completely out of the loop with music here." "Well do you want me to listen to other groups? But wait, oh no, what if I like their music more?" He pouts. "Don't tease me." "Maybe I'll have to look up this Zelo and see what group he's in." "Why? Can't you just listen to us?" "Wouldn't hurt me to know other groups. It'd be kind of stupid if the girl you're dating is completely ignorant when it comes to music here." "Well. Fine. I get what you're saying. They're good so I can live with that. Just don't fall in love with any of them." "I'll try not to." "Don't try, just don't." "Don't be so sensitive, I was joking. Besides I'm sure you listen to girl groups or whatever." "Yeah." "Then I should be able to listen to as many boy groups as I want." "You're heartless." "That's because you took it from me." "Oh that was so lame!" "I know, it rubbed off on me." "I transferred it to you." "No, no you didn't. You are still very lame." "Not as much." "I'll admit that it's not as bad as before." "Thank you. So what should we do today?" "You live here not me. I don't know anything in this town." "Well, don't you know what you like to do on dates." "Not in a city like this." "What dates do you go on where you live?" "Mostly ones that take place in the woods. Walking on trails, four wheeling, sitting by a campfire under the stars, that type of stuff. It's pretty distinct to areas surrounded by nature." "Huh. Interesting. Maybe someday we'll do that." "Maybe. I doubt you'll ever come to my town though." "Never know." "Guess you're right. So what do you do for dates?" He looks away a little. "Hello?" He rolls onto his side and crosses his arms, still resting his head on my thigh. "Have you not gone on a date before or what?" He doesn't say anything. "Silence speaks louder than words." "Fine. It's just been a very long time. I don't know what people our age do for dates." "How long ago?" He's quiet. "Just tell me!" "Five years or so." "Wow. Must have been busy with that trainee stuff." "Basically." "So what do seventeen year olds do for dates?" "I don't remember." "You're lying." "Am not." He's not going to tell me. I slowly reach over and lean towards his side that's exposed. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I'm not lying." I quickly start tickling his side and he starts laughing really hard. He tries to push my hand away, but I just keep moving it to different spots. "Stop! Stop!" I get on top of him and pin his arms above his head. "Not if you keep lying!" "I'm not!" "You are!" "I'm seriously going to pee if you keep this up!" "Then you better tell me or you'll be really embarrassed won't you?" He's got tears in his eyes "If you don't tell me, I'll just assume you've never been on one!" "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! Please stop!" I stop but use both hands to pin his arms down. "You can stay just like this in case you foolishly decide change your mind." He tries to get his wrists out from my hands. "I'm strong. You're not going to get out." I squeeze a little tighter and push down harder. "This is embarrassing." "It's not. It's a weird position that makes it hard to use your muscles efficiently. Besides why would it be embarrassing?" "You're a girl." I squeeze his wrists harder still. "Ow! That's starting to hurt!" I loosen my grip slightly. "Then don't make it sound like I should be weak because I'm a girl." "You've made your point." "Now. Back to the task at hand. Tell me what teens do on dates here." "I didn't grow up here." "I'm about to tickle you again and I couldn't care less if you pee yourself. Though while I wouldn't care, I will definitely laugh and make sure you never forget it. Who knows, I may even tell your friends." "You've moved past being evil, you're officially a demon." "Okay." I move both his wrists under one hand. I reach down and start tickling him even harder than before. He's wriggling and kicking his legs around. "Stop!"
"You are disturbingly ticklish. To be honest it's kind of sexy being able torture you in such a harmless way." "It's not sexy!" I ease up and tickle him a little lighter. "Says you, but your body seems to disagree." "No it doesn't!" I tickle him in a more teasing way. "You're such a damn masochist. You're seriously getting turned on right now." He starts squirming instead of freaking out. "I'm not!" "You're in absolute denial, I can see it that you are." "I'm not! I know that I don't like this!" "Now I don't even care about finding out a date. This is just too fun. You can tell me every date possible, but I don't think I can stop until you admit that you like it." He makes some weird whiny noise. "What in the actual fuck was that?" "I don't know!" "So those are the noises you make, huh? Interesting. I'm getting into this." He whines again. "You're uncomfortably and overwhelmingly turned on." He's not really laughing much anymore. He's occasionally making sounds that are a cross between moans and whines, with bursts of breathy laughter here and there. "This is crazy. I've heard of it, but I've never actually had the opportunity to do this. I've never known someone who hated being tickled so much that it'd turn them on to be held down and tickled. Damn, your body is absolutely amazing." His back is arching. "God. This is really hot Hoseok. This is so unexpected, but I like it." He's breathing so heavy and sporadically making somewhat loud noises. "I know you're turned on, you're too overwhelmed to talk. You're not laughing, those noises are definitely sexual. Fuck, this is really something else." I'm biting my lip just watching him. No, I'm not watching him, I'm marveling at him. "I usually only get a single moan from you, but I love listening to you right now." I'm watching him in awe. His body is so interesting. "I wonder if you can cum from this. I bet if I did it long enough you would. I bet it'd be really fucking good and strong." I rub his nipples and that's definitely getting him excited. Moving between that and tickling is getting me the most interesting reactions. "God damn." My toes are curling. I can't believe I like this so much. "Hoseok I'm getting wet." He moans a little. "I'm getting seriously turned on. You have no idea." I'm breathing a little heavy. This is so weird. "I'm so lucky I'm a woman. I might just get myself off from being this excited." His back arches again and I moan little. "You have to. I know you will." He hasn't asked me stop for a while. He hasn't said anything. "I won't stop until you do. I need it. I need to see you cum from this." He loves hearing me say these things. "I need to make you cum in a way you never have. It will make me so happy." I don't think he'll know when to expect it. I think it just happens. Every time his back arches or he tries to get out of my grip it gets me closer to the edge. "Hoseok your body just gets me off. Everything about it. When you fuck me." He let's out another whiny moan. "When you lick me." He makes the same noise. "And just watching your body get so excited is killing me." My nails are digging into his wrists. "I'm shaking. I'm shaking from this. It's unbelievable how wet I'm getting. The noises you're making just drive me crazy." I let out a small moan. "I love knowing that I'm getting you there. I love knowing that I'll be the only person to make you cum this way." My voice is tight and high. "You're going to cum so hard. It's going to be amazing." I'm breathing so heavy. "I don't even know if I'm saying these things for you or if I'm just being selfish and trying to get myself off from all of this." My voice is sort of whiny. "I really think I'm trying to get myself off now. I don't know how just seeing you like this and hearing you is getting such a reaction out of me. I was trying to make you feel good, but I want us both to feel good." "Please cum. God I want it so bad. I've never been so turned on without even being touched." His back is arching and he moans loud. "I came. Stop." I immediately let his hands go and start rubbing myself while I'm leaning over him. He's breathing so heavy. "That was insane." I moan a little. I open my eyes and he's watching me. I close them again and focus on what I'm feeling. "You got me so close." He starts massaging my breasts. His touch is beautiful. "Yes." He lifts up my shirt and rubs my nipples. "Please." He keeps doing it and every muscle in my body is quivering. This is so different. All of this is so different than anything I've felt. I want to finish, but it's all so good. I don't know when I'll get a chance to experience this situation again. I want to savor it. I'm breathing heavy and almost whimpering. "Christ, Boram. I've never seen something like this." I control my breathing and the intensity of it gets even higher. "You're so sexual. It's like you're just radiating sexuality." I moan. "I'm almost there." "I never thought watching a girl do this would be so fascinating. Damn." "So close." "I want to see you cum. I want to see what you look like when you make yourself cum." I speed up. My toes curl, I grip the sheet, and my back arches so hard as I climax. I shudder as I rub myself for a few more seconds, making my legs shake even more. I get one last intense shiver that makes me gasp. I put my hand on the bed and just breathe for a few moments. I open my eyes and he looks so mesmerized. I try to talk normally but it's ridiculously breathy. "What?" He shakes his head. "That was so sexy. I'd fuck you so hard right now if I hadn't finished." I lean down and kiss him hard a few times. I bite his lip as I pull away. I lie down next to him. "That was new. I'm glad I tickled you. Could you tell when you were about to finish?" "No. It just happened. It was so good. It was really different. Saying it was good is such an understatement, but I can't describe it." "I'm glad it was so satisfying." "Insanely. It was worth the amount of time it took. You've got such a mind for things like this. You know my body better than I do. You've only had sex with me twice and you know what I like even if I don't." "Apparently I can read people when it comes to sex too." "I seriously can't believe you though. You were getting so into it. Listening to the things you were saying made everything so much better." "I don't know why I was like that. I really don't. You learn something new every day I suppose." "I never thought I'd thank someone for making me finish, but that deserves a huge thank you." I laugh a little. "You're welcome."
We're quiet for a few minutes. "So do you want to finally tell me what teens do on dates here?" He sighs. "What if I just surprise you?" ... - Hoseok's point of view - I had to go back to the dorms for a while. I'm lucky they're letting me leave as much as I am so I seriously can't complain. I walk into the hotel to meet her. I see her sitting on a couch in the lobby. She's so...cute. I walk over to her. "Why are you dressed like that?" "Like what?" "You said you don't wear cutesy clothes, and this dress is very cutesy." She looks down. "I do sometimes. Otherwise I wouldn't own it." I grab her hand and start walking. "We're going back to your room and you're going to dress like you actually want to. I want you to look like you want. You look much more attractive when you're comfortable and feel beautiful." "I do want to wear this." I stop and turn to her. "You look very uncomfortable and unsure of yourself. I think you look great, but I can tell you don't like that dress. I know exactly why you're wearing it. Look at me. How am I dressed?" "Normal." "Yes, I wore a snap back like you like. I wore jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers. I'm comfortable." I start walking again. "So we're going back to the room and you can wear something you'll be happy and comfortable in. I never get to see you; so when I do, I want to see you look like you. Not what you think I want to see." "Okay." ... "Do you feel more confident?" She smiles a little. "Yeah." "You look prettiest when you're confident. You can wear cute things, but only if you're comfortable. Don't force yourself. Besides, I like the dresses you wear. They're colorful and fun." "I like them too. They're just very..." "What?" "Revealing." I walk up to her and look her up and down. "Not really. This one is tight on the top, but then it's kind of flowy on the bottom. It's not too short by any means. Yes, your chest shows a little, but I won't say I don't like that; because I definitely like it. I like this dress a lot." "You do?" I put my hands on her hips. "Yes, you look very cute." She smiles. I give her a kiss. "Now let's go before we end up doing something else instead of going out." She laughs. "Kay." ... As we're walking down the sidewalk, I can tell she wants to hold hands. She kept "accidentally" bumping her hand against mine. Americans are so much more affectionate in public. She knows that's not really common to see here, she doesn't want to be rude or make me uncomfortable. She made her point and then backed off. She's so sweet that way. It's just hand holding. That's okay, it's not that weird a thing to see. I grab her hand. She looks at our hands and gives me such a big smile. She gets so excited over such simple things. After we walk a little more I interlock my fingers with hers and pull her a little closer as we walk. She doesn't look at me but she's smiling so much. She looks genuinely happy. "So where are we going?" "Surprise, remember?" It's slightly embarrassing going on a date like this, but I didn't date much as a teen so a youthful date sounds pretty fun. She never got to do these things either since she lived in a small town. It'll be fun, even if we look a little out of place. "Here we are." She laughs. "Really?" "You don't want to go here?" "No it looks fun! Let's go!" An arcade of all places. I look around us and there's a bunch of kids and teens. "I feel so young." She giggles. "Me too. I've never seen an arcade like this though. There's so many games." "What do you want to play?" She looks around. She points and jumps a little. "That!" "Mortal Kombat?" "Yes! Why are you bad at it?" "No, I just don't want to make you feel bad when you can't win." "We'll see." What an odd girl. Such a gory game and she's so excited to play. "Alright. You can pick first so we don't pick the same people." She looks at me and smiles. "Oh no, I'll give you a chance to actually win. I'd hate to pick the only one you're good with. I'm okay with most of them so please go ahead." "You're going to regret all this smack talk." "You're going to regret playing with me." "Fine. I'll pick..." I'm not that good with any of them. Mediocre at best with a couple. I'm just hoping she's talking big. Otherwise I'm going to look really stupid for saying all that. "Just pick!" "Fine!" Shit! I just clicked on some random person! "Hold on, I can't use him." She smirks. "Why? You made it seem like you're an expert." "Just let me switch." "Go ahead." "There." "You know Scorpion is like the easiest fighter, right?" "Shut up!" "Fine, fine. I'll pick Raiden. He's not that much more difficult then Scorpion, but still." ... Damn it! She's really good! She laughs. "You're nothing more than a button masher!" "Am not!" I bump her with my hip and she laughs again. She's doing special moves like every five seconds, how does she tap combinations that quickly! How does she even know them by memory! "Do you know the combos for all the fighters?" "Mostly. Fatalities too." "You made it seem like you'd never been to an arcade." "Not one like this. For a while when I was growing up there was this little place that kids went to hang out. A couple pool tables, Foosball, and a few arcade games." "I'm guessing this was one of those games?" "Sure was. That was the only place to go to do anything until it closed. I logged in many hours and spent lots of quarters playing this game. Nice thing is though when you have two people, you either take turns paying or loser pays for the next game. Get more plays that way. I used to win quite a few bucks making bets too." "You were a hustler or what?" "No, they knew I was good. I didn't pretend I was bad so they'd make the bet and then I'd beat them. That's how you get your ass kicked. There were times I lost bets, too." "You're so interesting." "And you're losing focus and it's ruining you're already terrible playing skills. It's not fun to play if someone's distracted or not trying." "Okay." ... "Ready to admit defeat? We've played like fifteen times now. You've tried every character twice and I've changed mine as well." "One more." "You're not even playing fair anymore though!" "Yes I am!" "No you're not! You keep bumping me with your hip, you're elbowing me, and you'll randomly reach over and push my hand away from the buttons when I'm close to beating you." "One more. That's all I'm asking for. I'll play fair and I'll really try." She's sighs. "Fine. I'll pick the character I'm worst with." "Liu Kang? Isn't he a lot of people's favorite?" "Yep, but I hate him. He's such a pretentious asshole so I never picked him. Therefore, I don't know his moves well." "Wait. Did you just say you never picked a pretty decent character based on his fictional personality?" "Yes. I can't play well if I hate the character." "How do you hate the good guy!" "That's relative. He's the bad guy to some people." "Yeah, to the bad guys. For everyone else he's the good guy. He saves the world." "And he thinks he's just so amazing because of it. So I hate him. Kung Lao worked hard, does anybody tell him he did a good job? No, because everyone's too busy sucking Liu Kang's dick." "You're very passionate about your hatred towards him. You just said something rather vulgar over a character and then empathized with another one. You have very complex feelings over a simple video game." "Thanks for the play-by-play babe. Now pick someone." She just called me babe. "Why are smiling like that?" "Like what?" "I don't know, but it's just not right for this situation." "Well, you called me babe." "It was a little sarcastic." "I know, but I still like how it sounds." "Noted. Now let's play." "Alright." ... Wow. She really is bad with him. "Is using him that big of a handicap?" "Pretty much. I told you I can't use someone I hate. Believe me, I'm seriously trying. We're basically evenly matched." Kind of lame if I win this way, but at least I'd have one victory. "Hoseok you seriously need to step your game up." "Why don't you?" "I'm maxed out. This is as good as it gets. You have fifteen seconds before we end up with a draw. I'm not going to let you win, but you can definitely beat me in fifteen seconds. So try harder because I know you're not that bad. Just relax." Is she really coaching me so I can beat her? Five seconds left, just a little bit and I'll beat her. "Yes! Fatality! I beat you! I finally beat you! Yes!" I look around and a bunch of kids are looking at me like I'm crazy for celebrating because I beat a girl in a game. That is kind of strange though. She laughs. "You're a pretty sore winner. Good job though. You beat me even when I was trying my best." "It was a bitter-sweet victory considering how terrible you were with him. Is there anything else you want to play?" "I don't know anything else." "Nothing?" She shakes her head. I put my arm around her shoulders. "Alright, I'll show you all the fun games." Maybe she won't beat me at everything if she's never played them. I'm having a lot of fun either way. The most fun I've had in a long time. "There's a girl staring at us." "Where?" She discretely points at a girl not far from us. I glance and look back. "She's not going to think it's me. Not when I have my arm around a girl. Not to mention, we're in an arcade. She seriously won't think it's me if that's why she's staring." "She's coming over here." I sigh. "Sorry." A girl that can't be older than twelve comes up to us. "Excuse me." "Can I help you?" Maybe if I play dumb she won't realize. "No thank you, I wanted to ask her something." She wants to talk to Boram? She gives her a kind smile. "What are wondering?" "Can I see the tattoo on your hand?" She looks surprised. "Of course." She holds her hand out and the girl looks. "It's so pretty!" "Do you like tattoos?" "I like some. I've never seen such a pretty lady with a tattoo on her hand though. I just wanted to see it." "I have one on my leg as well." She looks at her legs. "Where?" Boram lifts the skirt of her dress a little to show one of the fish. The girl's eyes light up. "That's so real looking!" "Isn't it though?" She smooths her dress down a little and smiles brightly. She smiles. "It is. Thank you for showing me. Sorry for bothering you." "You weren't at all, so don't worry. I always like when people like my tattoos. Nice meeting you." She bows a little. "Nice meeting you, too." She smiles before walking away. Boram giggles and sighs. "That was interesting. Who'd have thought that I'd be the one with a fan." "That was pretty adorable though." "It was. Such an outgoing little girl. Reminds me of myself when I was young and brave." She turns to me. "Anyway, what did you want to play?" "Ah, this one is fun." That was nice, she could use a compliment. Even if it's from a random child. I feel like that makes it a little more special in a way though, since she went out of her way to come say that. Kids are so honest. Boram looked so happy talking to her, she really does love people. I wasn't sure what to expect when I went out with her. I didn't know if we'd be bothered or not. This is nice though, it feels normal. I'm glad that little girl just wanted to talk to her and wasn't a fan. One fan would make more people notice. Then we'd just have to leave or something. Dodged a bullet there, because now we can continue our extremely normal first date.
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