It all began when Jin Saesang, a mere person who suddenly barged into his life, aroused the manliness in him and succeeded in getting his attention.

The tiny spark of interest and curiosity Hiro felt towards him, he never imagined would turn into an addictive obsession, turning him into a lovesick perverted fool who longed for Jin's kindness.

It was the very first time Hiro felt such overwhelming possessiveness under the palm of his hand, the strong urge to possess someone.

Name it, his body, mind, soul, and heart. Hiro wants to own Jin, wholly.

It was as if Jin was made for him and him alone.

Hiro found himself in evident thoughts. It was far from possible to be away from him for a second.

He wants to be with him always and hold him so dearly like this.

Jin's two thin arms were wrapped around his muscular shoulders. The sound of heavy breaths and the bed creaking against the wall and floor fill the whole room, but Jin’s soft moans and cries plunged his ears, causing him to go berserk.

His sanity was slowly slipping away. He surrendered and let loose of his control. Kai Hiroshima Woo could only bury his head to his little sprout’s pale shoulders, enticed by the sweetest scent from his bare skin as his speed increases.

Hiro never knew his jealousy measured the way he cared towards him, but neither does this little man who’s helpless under him is aware of what he’s been hiding for himself.

Meanwhile, at the moment, Jin was in daze. He felt lost for a minute in confusion, more importantly, baffled by the emotions wanting to burst from inside his chest.

This is wrong.

What they’re doing is wrong, but what about him?

What does Hiro think of him?

Jin couldn’t read the thoughts inside Hiro’s head and he couldn’t bring himself to look into his deep eyes, thus he refrain from lifting his head and kept his chin down.

He knew Hiro was upset, but he never knew this guy was this upset...

Jin, who is being pinned under his strong embrace, whimpered. His frail and thin body trembled. It's written on his face well as he shrieks in pleasure by the tingling sensation and pain he’s not familiar with.

He was scared, but Hiro’s gentleness calmed him.

His heated body slammed against Hiro’s rock-hard ones. The nonstop pounding and rubbing, skin against skin both emptied Jin’s head. He was drowning, unable to resurface back by the pleasure he didn’t want to admit he loved.

How did he end up like this?

They were supposed to do a school project.

He never knew of this before. The blinding pleasure and stimulation he felt were unexplainable. He never knew he was capable of feeling this sensation in his life.

He didn’t want to admit it, but it felt good doing it with a man.

Not just any man, but Hiro and he doesn’t want Hiro to stop.

Being seen, noticed, and held like this with care. It was the reason why his heart couldn’t say no.

Another loud moan escaped Jin’s lips. He arches his back. He could no longer bite his lips and refrain from yelling in broad daylight.

N-No, his body feels weird, like his stomach is being stuffed in. He felt so full, “Hiro, I-I can’t anymore…”

It even hurts. He felt that he's going to rip down there. He bet it already left a bruised.

W-Why was it…He couldn’t fathom the size of it.

It was no human.

It was thicker than the size of his arms…and longer. It’s more believable if he knew it belonged to a beast than a mere high school student, a 190 cm tall, smart, and charming high school student.

The famous Kai Hiroshima Woo, himself. Jin’s stepbrother.

When Jin lifts his head, his lips part as he catches his breath, his eyes closed and there were evident marks of his tears streaming on his face, tears from both pleasure and happiness he can’t name and measure.

Hiro, who was on top was staring down at Jin warmly before he bring himself down and kiss the wetness of his eyes away. One strong arm around Jin’s small waist and another one supporting the back of his head.

Jin’s face alone could fit in his large hand and that made Hiro feel funny inside. How adorable.

If his gazes were touches, it would tickle Jin nonstop.

Jin forcibly open his eyes and his slump ones met Hiro's two dark brooding and happy globes, staring at Jin’s soul paired with a foolish smile.

Right now, there’s no doubt, he’ll consider Hiro the man he claimed himself to be.

He never thought this guy would take his teasing so seriously.

Jin paused. He's sure of it. He felt something inside him pulsed, not once but twice.

"Ah!"

It happened again!

Due to extreme embarrassment, Jin covered his small feline face with his bare hands.

“Forgive me, saesang shi, I want more,” whispered Hiro and his warm lips press onto Jin’s forehead.

Anyone who’d seen him at this moment could imagine his tail wagging happily like a dog to its sole owner.

Jin’s pale white skin turned red as he shrinks more to the sheets behind him, feeling Hiro's gentle kisses tracing down to his hands on his face.

He could be persistent sometimes. Well, in fact, he’s always stubborn.

The last thing Jin felt was Hiro's warm tongue lapping against the back of his hand before everything went into bliss.

How did they end up like this?

--- Hiro X Jin --- CAPTIVATED --- Yaoi --- BL ---