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It was a beautiful day at Flower Fruit Mountain and a great day for training as Wukong and MK.
They just finished up when it was evening.
"You sure you want me to go back? I can train some more and get the hang of this 'monkie form'!"
Wukong patted the kids head and said "nah..you trained so great today! Plus I can tell you're tired. We can train more on it tomorrow, bud!"
MK looked disappointed rather in himself, looking at the ground. "You sure?"
"Of course, plus I got my lil' monkies to keep me company!"
MK looked at his mentor and sighed, "Alright, have a good one Monkey King!"
"Bye bud!"
MK left as Wukong looked sympathetically at him until he couldn't see him anymore.
"Well doesn't he look tense"
Macaque appears out of Wukong shadow and it doesn't startle Wukong one bit.
Macaque looks at Wukong smiling slyly, thinking he cracked the funniest line in a play, saw Wukong frowning and being puzzled.
Wukong started to walk away and Macaque drops his fake mask.
"Hey, I'm sure the kids' fine?"
Macaque says as he holds Wukongs hand to stop him walking which it actually works.
"I just… don't want him to worry about what might come in the future." Wukong says in a soft tone as he squeezes Macaque's hand.
"I know, but he's the Monkie Kid, he's going to worry." Macaque told Wukong and letting his hand go and putting it at his side.
Wukong noticed Macaque's face had turned red but he might have just misidentified it as his red mark on his face.
He looks to the side and puts his one hair behind his ear.
Wukong turned even redder than Macaque by the movement, why?
Why did Macaque simply putting his hair behind his ear making Wukongs heart beat faster.
Why did Wukong stare from Macaque's eyes and then glanced to his lips and wishing he could..ki-
"You okay?"
"Huh? Oh I'm fine..just peachy.." Wukong whispered the last part but Macaque heard it anyway, which then heard Wukongs heart beating really fast.
"Well I'm going to eat some food from the pantry!" Wukong said while running away and almost stumbling.
Macaque then looked at his hand and saw he was slightly trembling and his face was getting hotter.
"Get a hold of yourself, Macaque,...jeez."
He decides to sit on the cliff of the mountain and just feel the wind against his glamoured six ears.
Meanwhile Wukong inside the hut, was NOT getting food but rather freaking out and hold his hair for some comfort of what he was going through.
Why is he feeling like this? He felt like this many centuries ago when Macaque was his friend. … wait.
He felt like this about Macaque before so why now? They aren't even that close?! Enemies, not really. Friends, not quite. But being in love, it wouldn't work out.
Why would Wukong be in love with the same person that disguised as him and hurt MK, plus considering their background it would be way too much tension.
But Wukong can't get it out of his head that it wouldn't be a necessarily bad idea, maybe it would be good for him to be in love with him, but would Macaque feel the same.
Not wanting to think about it anymore and tired, he went to go lay in his peach accented bed, and basically collapses in it.
He wants to go asleep right now. He doesn't want to think about Macaque and his hair, and hands, and eyes, and li-. Wukongs eyes sprung open and he got hotter and his heart starting beating fast again.
Come on Wukong, just go to bed.
After several minutes of trying to adjust himself he finally got to go asleep.
…
ONLY to be reawaken at 2 am to hear a slight noise, it sounded like something fell but Wukong wanted to make sure no one was intruding.
He got up from his bed and before going out, used his gold vision, which he honestly forgotten he could use. He didn't see anything except for someone standing in the extra bedroom he had, which Macaque used.
Which, hey, it was Macaque making a posture where his hands were trying to pick up a broken vase and seemed to be shaking.
He stopped using it and decided it was fine..but still he wanted to see what was happening and particularly what Macaque was doing. He stepped out of his room and was about to go into the other room, Macaque was in until Macaque opened the door.
Wukong didn't expect him to, and also there was something different about Macaque..what was it…
Oh!
Some of Macaque's glamour was off which wasn't a surprise and a big deal considering they have saw each others real looks and such.
"..Is everything alright?"
Wukong asked with a gentleness in his voice.
Macaque looked at Wukong and back to the ground, his face turning that same shade of red again.
"Yea, just tripped and broke something."
Wukong wasn't sure that was it. Plus considering how Macaque had a frail stance, with his arm wrapped around the other and his tail was very twitchy and not to mention his eye seemed puffy.
"Are you sure..?"
Wukong said, which Macaque eyes seem to be surprised.
"Yea, i-im fine"
..now he's stuttering? Yea somethings definitely wrong. Wukong sighed, which got Macaque's attention.
Wukong starts to walk back and then stops, which again, caught Macaque's attention.
"I know we just got on mostly good terms but you can tell me what you are going through, and I won't judge you for it."
Wukong looked at Macaque, side eyeing him, seeing that he was taken back by the comment.
Wukong bringed his head back to his normal position and said "Goodnight Mac."
He started to go back in his bedroom and then he noticed something grabbed a hold of his shirt.
It was Macaque.
"I..uhm..i" Macaque said, stuttering again.
Wukong turned to look at him with a hopeful look in his eyes.
"I had a n-nightmare, and uhm didn't feel 'great'..so I uh took it out on the vase in this room."
Wukong stood there, completely staring at Macaque. Wow, I can't believe he just confessed like that, I mean I didn't sound that convincing, Wukong thought. However his thoughts now went to Macaques lips and eyes again..shit.
What should I say, I understand? Should I just literally confess back to Macaque? No no, he's probably to tired to take all of that information.
Wukong didn't caught up on this but Macaque was looking at his lips too.
Macaque went closer as Wukong kept thinking about what he was gonna say and then looked to the side.
"So do you wanna sleep in my room for tonig-"
Wukong looks back at Macaque and their faces were merely inches apart and Wukong could feel the others breath. God, if they could just be a little closer.
He really wants to kiss him, to hold him, heck, why did he even invite Macaque to his room even though he'll be yearning to touch him all night.
And he could kiss him right now, but would Macaque be alright with it. I mean he did get this close to Wukong but did he actually want it.
Wukong kept thinking and thinking eyes glancing everywhere but on Macaque.
Meanwhile Macaques eyes are still looking at Wukongs lips and then he looks at Wukongs eyes, and he gets the feeling Wukong doesn't want this.
As Macaque starts to retract his face away from Wukongs, Wukong notices him moving away and freaks out.
And as Macaque retracts more something grabs him by the waist and touches his lips.
Which was Wukongs lips, and then he separates from Macaque and pulls his hand away.
"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean t-"
Wukong got interrupted when Macaque plunged his mouth into Wukongs mouth which made Wukong stunned.
Then Wukong started to move against his mouth and put his hands back on Macaque's waist which in return Macaque but his arms around Wukongs neck.
Wukong then slid his tongue into Macaques mouth which made him quietly moan.
Panting started getting louder in the room and Macaques hold on Wukong got tighter and it was led to them crashing into the wall behind Macaque.
Wukong accidentally put his knee between Macaques legs and brushed against his area.
"Ah!~" Macaque moaned loudly in which he backed away from Wukongs mouth to breath which made a string of saliva between the mouths.
Wukong was taken back by the sound.
"Are you okay?"
Macaque took a while to get his breathing under control.
"Y-yea,..I'm more than o-okay."
"Do you want to continue kissing you?" Wukong asked, making sure he was okay with it.
"Uh..sure but can we continue kissing in bed."
Wukongs face turned red at that, all those nights he fantasized about, was this the night it came true.
"Now d-dont get the wrong idea, I don't want to do 'it' yet, I still got a lot on my mind but everything else should be okay to me"
Wukong calmed down but he understood, it's really late and Macaque had just gotten the idea that Wukong still loved him and it was A LOT to take in.
"Sure, we can just cuddle if you want?"
Macaque looked at Wukong, "What do you want to do?"
…"to kiss y-you"
"Then kiss me once we are in your room"
"Before we go in there, you know I um love you right?"
"Of course I knew, I saw you glancing at me all day.."
Wukong chuckles awkwardly, he was panicking or Macaque all day but the fact he knew was still a bit shocking.
"I love you too, even though I don't really forgive you, I am trying to"
..
"I understand."
Macaque smiles a little and goes inside of Wukongs room, with Wukong following him.
Macaque goes on the bed and shifts to the middle while Wukong goes to the other side but Macaque is motioning for him so sit in his lap. Which Wukong has no problem with, even though Macaque is a tad smaller than him.
Wukong straddles Macaques lap as he kisses him more roughly, getting sweet whimpers and breaths from the one under him
Wukong brings his arms to hug around Macaque while Macaque does the same and tugs on Wukongs shirt.
Wukong strokes Macaques tongue with his own, getting more sweater as he pulls back.
Being driven by obsession, he asks Macaque if he can go for his neck, which Macaque nods frequently.
Macaque lifts his head up to show his bare neck in which Wukong peppers kisses on the neck.
Kisses turn into little lovebites and licks which makes Macaque go crazy and whimper loudly at the actions being committed by Wukong.
Macaque takes the hand that was grabbing at his shirt and goes to his head and tugs Wukongs hair.
Wukong whimpers by the action and bites Macaque.
Macaque moans as Wukong licks the bite even though there wasn't really any blood..
Wukong takes a break to breath but Macaque keeps tugging on Wukong, getting whimpers and mewls from him.
Macaque decides to put both his arms around wukongs neck and bring him down to kiss.
It was a small chaste kiss that was ended by Macaque pulling away, but Wukong pulls him back, grabbing his waist and pressing his knee on Macaques crotch which made Macaque moan a lot.
"W-wukong~."
Macaque murmured into Wukongs mouth which Wukong didn't stop the kiss.
He has wanted this for so long, he would punch himself if this was a dream.
Macaques moans kept getting louder and louder while his area kept jerking up to meet Wukongs knee.
Macaque then tried to reach his knee up against Wukongs area.
But Wukong used his hand to keep Macaques leg down.
Wukong could tell that Macaque was nearing the edge, I mean I guess that's part of why Macaque didn't want to do 'it' yet cause he would be over-stimulated.
Wukong pressed more kisses to his neck in which Macaques breathing slows down more.
Not only was it nighttime but this makeout session was also making Macaque tired as his eyelids were only open a little and his mouth was drooling.
"Well, don't you look tired."
Macaque didn't even answer.
Wukong decided to pick up Macaque in a bridal style and put him under the covers.
After Wukong does that, he checks to see if Macaque is asleep, which he was out cold.
Wukong stealthily goes out the door and goes outside.
He stands there and starts to freak out
'IS THIS REAL'
'WE JUST MADE OUT WHAT THE HELL'
'WHY IS HE SO CUTE'
Wukong kept screaming in his mind, but then he decides its too much to think about and decides to go to bed with Macaque
Wukong goes back inside and in the room where Macaque was.
All his glamour was totally off more than before, seeing more scars and his hair was longer, which means he really was tired.
He looks so peaceful when he's tired
Wukong took his hand and put it to rest on Macaques cheek, in which Macaque wrapped his arms around Wukongs arm.
'He's so fucking adorable' Wukong thought as he scooted under the covers with him.
He pulls Macaque closer with him as he drifts towards sleep.
(that's gay)