Under Dim Lights

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As their passionate embrace intensified, Hakoi could feel himself being consumed by Yang's overpowering presence. He let out a moan as Yang's tongue delved deeper into his mouth, their tongues tangled together in a heated dance. With every passing moment, their ardor only grew stronger until it seemed like nothing could tear them apart. They didn't even notice when the music stopped or how long they stayed locked in each other's arms; all that mattered was the intense connection they shared. It wasn't until they heard someone clearing their throat that they finally broke away, both breathless and red-faced. As they looked up, they saw a group of people standing outside the door, watching them with amused smirks on their faces. Embarrassed yet exhilarated, they quickly made their way back out onto the dance floor, not caring who saw them anymore. From that night on, they knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, side by side and always under the glow of the dim lights.

They waited for the person to leave as the party continued on, alone again they turned and smiled sheepishly to each other before laughing and coming back in for a tantalizing kiss. "Yang, move us to the bed." Hakoi would whisper as he grinned and moved a knee slyly up against the groin of his lover in a teasing way.

Hakoi's suggestion sent shivers down Yang's spine, and without hesitation, he led his lover towards the bedroom. Once inside, they shut the door behind them and stood there catching their breath for a few moments, savoring the aftermath of their earlier encounter. Suddenly, Yang grabbed hold of Hakoi's hand and led him towards the bed, where they fell down on their knees, facing each other. Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, they simply stared at each other, lost in their own thoughts. Then, slowly and deliberately, Yang began to undo the buttons on Hakoi's shirt, exposing his chest. His fingers brushed lightly across the smooth skin, causing Hakoi to shiver once more. Without breaking eye contact, Yang leaned forward and took one of Hakoi's nipples between his lips, sucking gently while rolling the other between his fingers. Hakoi moaned softly, unable to control the building pleasure coursing through his veins. Yang then switched breasts, lavishing equal attention on both of them before moving lower still, unbuckling Hakoi's belt and pulling down his jeans.

Once the jeans were off Hakoi was left in just his boxers and unbuttoned shirt, which he was now sliding off as he let out low moans. Yang's fingers teasingly slid along the buldge in Hakoi's boxers, feeling every inch of it through cloth and fabric. This drew out long and silent moans fron Hakoi's lips that made Yang grin as he sucked and nipped at Hakoi's nipple.

Their movements were slow and calculated, each touch sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout their bodies. Hakoi's hips bucked involuntarily as Yang'as fingers danced along his erection, teasingly stroking it through the thin material of his boxer shorts. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, Hakoi reached down and tugged at the waistband, yanking them down so that they pooled around his feet. Yang's gaze never left Hakoi's face as he watched him strip down completely, leaving them both naked and vulnerable before each other. For a moment, they simply sat there, taking in the sight of each other's nude forms. Then, without warning, Yang leapt forward, attacking Hakoi's neck with hungry kisses and bites, eliciting gasps and whimpers of delight from his lover.

"Yang-" Hakoi moaned out as he was pushed back against the bedframe, his eyes half closed now as his hand wandered the body of Yang. His fingers brushed between Yang's thighs as Yang continued his attack on his neck. Hakoi could feel his lovers erection pressing against his own thighs

As Yang's teeth sunk into Hakoi's neck, his own arousal grew even further, threatening to burst free from its confines. He ground his hips against Hakoi's leg, feeling the heat emanating from his lover's body. With a final, powerful thrust, Yang entered Hakoi, filling him completely. They both groaned loudly, lost in the intense passion that was consuming them. As they moved together, their bodies twisting and turning, Yang's hands roamed over Hakoi's flesh, caressing and fondling every inch of him. It seemed like they could go on forever like this, lost in the ecstasy of their lovemaking. But soon, the inevitable climax approached, and with a final, powerful surge, they both exploded into orgasm, their cries echoing throughout the room. Panting heavily, they lay spent beside each other, their hearts racing and their limbs trembling.

Yang was calming down against the bedsheets, and Hakoi lay beside him. Though the sex was great he still craved touch against his sensitive skin. He didn't voice his desires yet, but Yang could feel that he hadn't yet satisfied Hakoi completely.

Despite being physically exhausted from their exertions, Hakoi's desire for more remained strong. Without saying a word, he reached up and traced delicate patterns across Yang's chest, marveling at how smooth and silky his skin was. Yang responded by wrapping his arms around Hakoi tightly, pulling him close and planting soft kisses on his forehead. Despite everything, neither man wanted the evening to end just yet; they were content to lie there in each other's company, enjoying the afterglow of their intimacy. As the hours passed, however, reality began to intrude once again, and reluctantly they knew that they would have to return to the world outside the safety of the dimly lit room.

Hour did not pass. They lay together, softly caressing each others bodies to a slow build up. Eventually Yang's hand slid down, tracing lines along Hakoi's hips and eventually making contact with the base of Hakoi's cock.

Without warning, Yang's fingers curled around Hakoi's erection, stroking it gently while his lips brushed against Hakoi's ear. "Do you want me to give you some relief?" he asked quietly. Hakoi moaned in reply, unable to resist the temptation. Yang teased him further, running his tongue along the shell of Hakoi's ear before taking his lover's cock back into his mouth and sucking firmly. The combination of Yang's expert oral skills and tender ministrations drove Hakoi wild with desire, and before long he erupted into a torrent of cum. As he came down from his high, Yang held him tightly, letting him know that he was loved and cherished beyond measure.

Hakoi did not cum yet.
Yang continued to tease his lover sensually, taking the tip into his mouth only while he stroked the rest slowly. It was almost agonizing how slow Yang was being, Hakoi let out a groan as he tried to buck his hips.

As Yang continued to torture him with his slow, deliberate movements, Hakoi could feel himself growing increasingly frustrated. He wanted release so badly, but Yang seemed determined to deny him. Finally, when he thought he might explode with need, Yang released his cock from his mouth and instead took hold of both sides in his hands, squeezing them tightly. With a growl of pleasure mixed with pain, Hakoi climaxed explosively, spilling his load all over Yang's hand and chest. As he collapsed onto the bed beside his lover, spent and satisfied, he knew that this night would remain etched in his memory forever.

Hakoi did not cum.
Yang pulled back, laughing softly at Hakoi's frustration. "Is this too slow for you?" He asked as he watched Hakoi squirm with desire and frustration. Yang wanted to prolong this, keep Hakoi just on the edge.

Yang smirked as he saw Hakoi struggling to control himself. His eyes glinted with mischief as he reached underneath the sheets and grabbed Hakoi's dick once again. This time though, he didn't stroke it. Instead, he started to play with it gently, twirling his finger around the head and teasing the sensitive skin there. Taking advantage of Hakoi's impatience, Yang began to move his hand up and down the shaft in quick jerky motions, driving Hakoi crazy with lust.

Though each time Hakoi thought he was just about to finish Yang would pause, stopping Hakoi's climax in its tracks. This would happen a few times, now leaving Hakoi whining desperately as he glared at his mischievous lover.

Hakoi huffed in annoyance as Yang continued to tease him like this, playing with his emotions as well as his body. But even as he grew more irritated, he couldn't help but admit that he loved the way Yang was taking his time with him. It made every moment together seem precious, like they were savoring something rare and delicious.

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As Yang finally allowed Hakoi to come, he let out a loud moan of satisfaction before collapsing onto the bed beside his lover. They lay there for a while, catching their breath and enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Eventually, however, they both became aware of the fact that the party was still going strong outside their little haven away from prying eyes.
"We should probably get back," said Yang, reluctantly breaking the spell between them. "But I don't want to leave you yet."

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Hakoi didn't say anything, just smiling up at Yang as he ran his fingers lightly over his chest. He knew exactly how much it meant to Yang when he took control like this, and he was content to let himself be taken care of for once. Besides, he wasn't ready to go back into the noise and chaos of the party quite yet anyway; he wanted to stay here with Yang, lost in this world of pure pleasure.