Sweet CEO's First Love

Saint woke up to the sun streaming down through the top of the tent and the heat baking him like a burrito.

Saint sighed and stood up reluctantly. He walked into the room his body aching a bit from the stress and lack of taking care of himself he had been doing.

He smirked when he saw what he had expected. One empty side of the bed.

Kit was downstairs, just as he assumed he would be. Probably getting things ready.

Heart lay there sleeping like a baby cuddling tightly to the blanket which he had now wrapped his legs around as if it were a body pillow.

'Great, what is this world coming too. Now I am jealous of that blanket.'

Saint smirked, then very quietly walked away, he went to the door and left.

Twenty minutes later he walked back into the room dripping wet and feeling much better, more awake, alive. And ready to face the enemies of today.

He looked over and shook his head, smiling and chuckling gently.

'Wow, what a lazy secretary I have. Never does his work, causes trouble, and constantly needs taking care of.'

Saint walked up to the lip of the bed, stepped up, and climbed into the bed carefully, laying down beside Heart facing him. His hair dripped little droplets of water into the pillow making it wet. A drop fell down, landing on his nose and wriggled a path down his nose.

Causing it to itch and tickle terribly.

Saint groaned, wanting to scratch it. But paused as Heart moaned and stretched like a little cat.

'I wasn't even that loud… How... Is he waking up? What will he do if he sees you in the bed with him? Doesn't matter, just own it.' He thought naughtily.

Heart's eyes opened slowly, blinking through the sleep he tiredly rubbed them, while stretching, pushing his chest forward and reaching out his arms.

Saint smiled as his hand pressed into Saint's naked wet chest and Heart grasped trying to figure out what the feeling was.

"Can't keep your hands to yourself? Be Careful I already want to be the blanket between your legs?" Saint teased.

Heart's eyes flew open and he stared in surprise.

"I don't mind, but if you are going to grope one, mind groping the other one too? I am of the opinion that fair is fair."

Heart gulped and pulled his hand back really quickly.

Saint reached out and grabbed it back.

"Awww, take and touch what you want, but not willing to share."

Saint pulled the hand towards him and kissed the back of it gently while staring into Heart's eyes.

Heart bit his lip causing his dimples to break into his cheeks, causing the small little holes that sucked back in creating the cutest little divots he wanted to poke.

Saint kissed a little higher. Heart didn't move or protest or try to pull his hand back.

Saint pulled him closer, dragging the top half of his body across the bed softly.

He kissed Heart's wrist.

Heart breathed softly, watching Saint's every move softly.

Saint kissed higher, his kisses slowly traveling up the shirt he borrowed Heart the soft silk slipping between his lips and across Heart's delicate skin. Saint used his free hand to reach out and massage the material against Heart's stomach in slow relaxing circles.

"You are my dreams and not having you is my nightmare. I want you, I want all of you right now." Saint whispered into Heart's neck, before pecking the concave of his clavicle.

Heart blinked, realizing what he meant.

He pulled at the shirt knowing that the buttons on this one popped open easily. The top four buttons popped open, exposing Hearts chest.

Heart pulled away trying to run when a powerful hand wrapped around his arm and pulled him so close their bodies were touching and close enough to entangle.

Heart blinked up at him, and he felt attacked by the worry and desire he saw inside those golden honey eyes.

Heart seemed to finally notice the hardened state he was in and at the same moment noticed he was in nothing but a towel.

Heart shivered in his arms, 'Are you afraid or turned on?'

Their faces placed close together.

"Why are you here?" Heart's strangled and a desperate voice came out through the soft rough breaths.

Saint felt every one of those breaths on his face, in fact, he could feel every movement Heart had made.

Saint watched as Heart analyzed everything and finally realized just how dangerous a situation the two of them were in right now.

How both their hardons were pressing into each other. Became aware of every drop of water running down Saint dripping down towards the towel, and his eyes followed each one almost hungrily.

His eyes stopped lighting on the shape and outline of Saint's in the towel, his eyes observing how big Saint was without even being hard.

Saint stared down at Heart's rather large one and couldn't help thinking that he really wanted to see it. He realized where his thoughts were going and grinned.

He glanced back up and saw that Heart's face was flushed.

Saint's wet hair tips dripped softly onto Heart's sleeve, but one drop fell from his hair directly onto Heart's cheek.

Saint reached out with his free hand and softly wiped the drop away. Staring into Heart's eyes. His face was flushed and his breathing was ragged, each breath being pulled slowly between his wet lips.

Saint stared at those lips as they moved to, part softly so his soft sweet breath could escape as he shivered for him.

'I can't hold out anymore. I can't stop.'

Saint found his head dropping slowly as if it wasn't under his own control.

His lips pressed down onto Hearts.

They were soft, warm, and trembling. Saint flicked his tongue out to lick Hearts dry lips. They became moist and Heart's lips trembled close before opening back up, Saint slipped his tongue in tasting him gently flicking it back out quickly.

His hand reached down and wrapped around Heart's and His eyes flashed open for a moment in shock as Heart's hand encircled him too. But he closed his eyes and stroked Heart's neck with his free hand, his other hand rubbing and stroking Heart on top of his boxers.

Heart moaned happily.

Saint broke the kiss.

"I need you now."

The door beeped.

Heart's eyes flashed open, filled with panic, the spell broken.

And he sat up and jumped out of bed running for the closet.

"Hey, guys Chimlin said we can have breakfast out on the…" Kit said, walking in the room cheerily, then stopped as his eyes lit on Saint's state and he smirked cheekily.

"Ahh, so I sinned greatly and I am going to be reborn as a bug in my next life."

Saint glared eyes as hot as burning coals fresh from a fire.

"That is too good for you."

Kit chuckled.

"I think I forgot my plans for my future downstairs, just let me go get it."

"You do that. Bring them back here so we can watch them burn together, hmm." Saint said extra sweetly.

"Do you want me to go get him?" Kit asked sheepishly.

Saint sighed deflating.

"Just leave him, I have a feeling we both will fail if we go in there now."

"Let's go have breakfast. I need something to take the bite off my anger. So I don't end up throwing you in the ocean and leaving you there."

Kit chuckled softly.

"If you are going to throw me in the ocean can I take a few days off then? I can invite Ten here and we can have a brief vacation."

"No, you won't be getting any vacation days until you are eighty." Saint snapped.

"What! That's unfair. After everything we have been through together?" Kit pouted playfully.

"Loyalty and history went out the window the moment you made me get a case of blue balls."

"I need my freedom, let me go get Heart." Kit said. Saint clasped his collar tightly before he could even move.

Kit yelped.

"Oii, you behemoth of a little brat let go of me."

"Let's go have breakfast before we catch the flight back. We have to get that one back in time for classes."

Saint said and began shoving Kit out of the room, giving Kit no way to refuse.