Kyuhyun and I went to the backyard. Memories flowed through my brain as I looked around. I looked at the tree where Kyuhyun "saved" me because he was my "knight in shining armor". I smiled just thinking about when I kissed his cheek and he ran away. Now, if I kiss his cheek, he might lose control and we'd end up kissing a LOT.
He smiled and looked at me. "Old times, huh?"
I nodded and looked at the other side of the yard. There was the bigger tree, the tree that held the treehouse. We walked to the ladder and looked up at the treehouse.
"Wow..." he whispered. "It's still here. Looking just the same the last time we touched it."
I smiled.
He looked at me. "You go first."
I nodded and started climbing up the ladder. I opened the door and poked my head inside the treehouse. I looked around. Nothing changed. It wasn't even dusty. I think Mr. Cho went up here to clean it every once in a while.
I smiled, remembering the times we had.
I climbed out of the hole on the floor of the treehouse, which is where the ladder was. I walked inside.
Everything was here.
There were those blankets we used whenever it was raining and I got scared. We'd cover ourselves with the blankets and he'd comfort me and tell me there was nothing to be afraid because "Super Kyu" was with me.
Those blankets were folded and placed neatly in a pile next to a matress we always jumped on because his parents didn't allow us to jump on the other beds.
There were the table and chairs where we ate when his parents gave us snacks. There were the bean bag chairs in the corner of the room where we'd sit if we were bored or just tired.
Next to the bean bag chairs was a box full of the old toys we used to play with. And there was the little bookshelf filled with our favorite fairytales and stories. There were two flashlights on top of the bookshelf that we'd use on rainy days or if it was night time.
Up on the walls were posters of our favorite movies and idols. There was the window that we could close and see nothing outside, or just leave it opened. It was opened, so I could see the gray clouds outside. I think it might rain later.
Kyuhyun poked my shoulder behind me. I jumped because I didn't know he'd climbed up already. I turned to him. He was smiling. "It's amazing, right? I think my dad kept this place clean from dust and bugs. I can smell the bug repellent."
I nodded and grinned. "This is great. No bugs, no dust, everything looks the same. It's amazing!"
He nodded and took my hand. "Nostalgia," he laughed.
I chuckled and pulled him to look outside the window. "Look, oppa, it might rain."
"Yeah, it looks pretty cloudy," he said. He looked at me. "But Super Kyu is here!"
I giggled as he picked my up from the waist and spun me around. We both laughed. When he put me down, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. I smiled in the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck.
Suddenly, we heard thunder.
We pulled away from the kiss and looked at the window. He let go and walked over the window so he could see. "You were right. It's going to rain." He closed the window, so now it was a little dark. But through the darkness, I saw him smile. "But at least we're together here."
He walked over to me and I smiled. I wrapped my arms around his neck again. "I wouldn't want it any other way." I pecked his lips in the darkness, and suddenly, to me, the room lit up.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me passionately.
It hadn't been a long time since we last kissed. Seriously, before we even got into the house, we made out a little in his car. Of course, though, if there'd been a cop, we'd be in trouble. So we stopped after a while.
But every damn time we kiss, it feels the same way it did the first time. There's always a spark, a flame burning inside of us that tells us to continue.
We kissed each other hungrily, our tongues being actively involved in the kisses. Our breaths were steady and normal, but it turned into a fast paced breathing as our kisses became hotter.
But then his father knocked on the door on the floor. We stopped instantly as we heard him say, "The cookies are here~!"
Kyuhyun sighed and I nodded as he let go of me and walked near the door. He bent down and grabbed the handle, opening it to reveal his father holding onto the ladder and a plate of cookies. He took the plate. "Thanks, dad. Hurry back inside the house, it's raining."
"Okay, bye!" his father said and climbed back down.
Kyuhyun closed the door and put the plate of cookies down on the snack table. I walked over to the table and was about to get a cookie. But he grabbed my hand and shook his head. I looked at him questioningly.
"Let's just leave the cookies there," he said.
I raised an eyebrow and he smirked. He wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me towards him.
With one of the most sexiest smiles ever, he huskily said, "I'm not done with you yet."
I grinned, catching on. We immediately started kissing each other again. Lovingly. Hard. Roughly. We ate each other and with his hands, he pulled up my thighs to his waist and lifted me up, still kissing me hard.
He walked to the mattress and slowly put me down there. I looked up at him, the both of us feeling the same. We were losing control, again, and we were going to do what we did last night in our own treehouse we played in as kids.
He got down on the mattress, getting on top of me, smiling. His hand caressed my face, the other rubbing against my thigh. He leaned down and our bodies touched as he kissed me.
My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as I tilted my head. Both his hands rubbed against my thighs, and I moaned, letting his tongue delve in my mouth.
We kissed each other, we teased each other, our actions getting hotter and more passionate than before. We moaned and groaned aloud together. His parents couldn't have possibly heard us because they were inside the house, thank goodness, because we probably wouldn't give a crap. We'd still be loud.
The thunder and lightning roared at each other, but we spaced the sound out with ours.
Nothing, I felt, was better than being loved by Kyuhyun. As he got inside me again, pounding and thrusting, he would say my name. He'd groan in pleasure as I'd moan in the same feeling.
I knew he wouldn't dare think of another woman. He loved me.
I let him take me three times. He claimed me, and I'm glad it wasn't anybody else. Because I love him too.
I moaned out his name as he was jamming himself into me at an inhumane speed. "Kyuhyun... ahh..."
He grunted and groaned. I could hear his whisper. "S-seohyun..."
I could feel myself reaching my climax. "Oppa, I'm... going to..." I couldn't say anything else when I screamed out, going through my orgasm. He followed next, and I felt his warm liquid inside.
We breathed heavily, sweat on our faces, despite the cold weather. I heard the thunder crackle and the wind howl outside. I closed my eyes and let myself relax. He rested his head on my shoulder, also closing his eyes.
I opened my eyes when I felt him kiss my neck, then my cheek. He took himself out of me and rolled next to me. He put his arms around me and we looked at each other lovingly.
I got the folded blankets from the side and covered us with it.
I snuggled against him as he pulled me closer. Our faces were very close. "Oppa?"
"Hm?" He rubbed his nose with mine.
"What would you do if your parents ever find out?" I asked.
"I'd tell them the truth," he said. "I'd tell them that I love you and I lose control when I'm around you. I'd tell them how much you mean to me and that I can't imagine life without you."
I giggled. "Cheesy much."
He chuckled and pecked my lips. "Only because of you."
"You two have to go so soon?" Mrs. Cho asked us.
Kyuhyun smiled and nodded. "Sorry, ma. We'll visit more later." He looked at me and smirked. "Especially for the treehouse, I think we both would like spending more time in there."
I smiled and blushed. I bowed to his parents. "Yeah, we'll visit more. Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Cho."
With that Kyuhyun and I went to the car, got inside, and drove away.
"Oppa," I said, "I want to give you something."
"Hm?" he asked. I took out a key from my pocket and showed it to him. He looked at it, then back at the road. "What's that for?"
"I'm trusting you with my spare key," I told him. "The key to my house. You can just come in whenever you want. And I won't mind if you come in at weird moments."
He grinned. "Oh, cool. So basically, I can come in, even when you just finished bathing, and you won't mind? I think I'm very good with that."
I giggled. "Okay."
He smiled. "I think I should give you a spare key to my apartment too. But it's at home."
"Then off to your apartment.
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