``Senses
One of the things Jinki loves the most about being in love is how love heightens all of his senses. He sees things he never saw before, he smells things he never smelled before, his tastes are different, he hears things differently, and most of all, his touches are on a new level.
Sight. He's always preferred muscular guys, he loves running his fingers over their abs and resting his head on their chest. Looks are naturally a pretty big part in a relationship and boy has he hit the jackpot. The strong jaw, the beautiful ratio between fat and muscle, the tan skin -- even the height. He's perfect in Jinki's eyes. Sometimes he finds himself staring because, God, this man is godly.
Scent. It mainly happens when his boyfriend leaves for work and he finds himself laying in their bed, wearing one of his shirts. His smell. It's so strong and masculine yet so gentle and caring; just like him. Sometimes he likes to help him get dressed in the morning just so he can smell that cologne he always wears. The elder knows he likes it, that's why sometimes he's late for work due to the heavy make out session that ensues.
Sound. Jinki likes to listen to him speak. He likes how he sounds, how soft his voice gets when their intimate. He likes how his voice drops an octave when they're making love and the dirty words that escape his beautiful lips. He likes the stupid, cheesy things he says when he's trying to be romantic -- which is a natural for him. But most of all, he likes listening to him sing their son to sleep. The soft vocals and the endearing look makes Jinki melt and fall even deeper.
Taste. The taste of his lover drives him absolutely wild. It should be obvious to the both of them at this point that Jinki loves being on his knees in front of him, having his length in his mouth and getting to suck him to absolute ecstasy. He loves the salty taste of his skin and the tangy release on his tongue. He loves the taste of his lips when he licks them softly. The man tastes absolutely heavenly and Jinki is absolutely addicted.
Touch. The touch is Jinki's favorite. His lover's touches are always so tender and soft. The way he holds his hands and their fingers lace together, fitting so perfectly. Jinki always finds himself rubbing the skin with his thumb and simply enjoying how beautiful it feels. The way he holds him makes him melt. Especially when he's cooking and he feels those strong arms slip around his waist, pulling him into a backwards hug. Those are always the best.
The touches during sex are wonderful as well. When they make love, his hands roam all over his body and causes countless shivers to shoot down his spine. He clutches him close and he can simply feel everything, his muscles, their sweat, their pulses racing. Even when he's inside, he can feel every single inch and it drives him mad. It's the same when they're just straight fucking. He feels his ass sting from the harsh smacks, his thighs burning from the hard slaps of skin, the rough pounding against that perfect spot.
The touches when they fight are oddly enjoyable as well. Jinki is too scared to actually tell him this -- fearful he may scare him off -- but he likes being manhandled. He likes when his boyfriend gets angry and pushes him around. He loves the rough touch and the harshness of his actions. But of course, the gentle behavior is what he adores and cherishes the most.
Sight. Sound. Scent. Taste. Touch. Jinki loves him with every single bit of himself. He likes to think that the other does as well, and he's sure he's right. He wants to be with him for as long as he can be, he's made for him. They're made for each other, in every way imaginable. They're soul mates.
