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It has been a while since the two of them could have some alone time together, the last couple of months have been crazy and they are too busy for more than rushed kisses in hidden storage rooms during breaks, just for reassurance.
Now after a tiring schedule and exhausting practice, Mark and Donghyuck finally find themselves alone in each other’s company after so long, being able to just bask in their lover’s attention and hold.
They’re laying down on Donghyuck’s bed, watching a random romcom that the younger one chose, on his laptop. Mark is barely paying attention, his thoughts are wandering further and further away from the movie plot as time goes on, Johnny is nowhere to be found, probably hanging out with Jaehyun and Jungwoo, so they have the room to themselves.
The two boys were glued to each other’s side, Donghyuck’s head laying on Mark’s chest while he was intensely focused on the movie, every time something dramatic happened the younger would jump a little, or let out little gasps.
The older one looks down at their intertwined hands, Donghyuck’s slim fingers wrapped around his. Mark has always liked his boyfriend’s hands, his slender and soft fingers, the way they look so good when Donghyuck wears rings — when he wears their ring, how they can go from touching him softly to being rough and making him gasp for air. But as of lately, the boy has found himself wondering how those fingers would feel like right inside his mouth, putting pressure on his tongue, making him struggle to breathe, shutting him up, making him feel full. Would Donghyuck find him pretty? Would he like the image of Mark choking on his fingers? Does he also think about it?
Rather unconsciously he starts to play with them, using both of his hands to pull his fingers apart, softly caressing his knuckles, waiting to see if there would be any reaction. Donghyuck seemed to not be bothered by it — Mark plays with his fingers and holds his hands often, it is nothing unusual.
He was still focused on what was playing on the screen, his eyes shining with the reflection and his lower lip being bitten in a nervous way as if he was anxious about what would happen next. Mark doesn’t even know what has been happening in the movie since the very moment it started playing, but he still finds all of his boyfriend’s mannerisms incredibly endearing and cute.
Slowly, to not startle the focused boy, he brought the other’s hand up to his lips and pressed a short kiss in each of his boyfriend’s fingers. That seems to be what it took for Donghyuck’s focus to shift away from the laptop screen.
He bobbed his head to the side and stared confusedly at Mark, who just smiles at the younger and encourages him to go back to watching the movie.
The younger boy raises an eyebrow and stares at his boyfriend suspiciously before ultimately deciding that he should go back to what he was watching. Mark uses this opportunity to slightly open his mouth and put two of Donghyuck’s digits inside, sucking on them experimentally. With the sudden movement, the younger immediately turns to his boyfriend.
“H-Hyung?” Donghyuck gasps, his breath shuddering.
Mark hums and looks at him with big doe eyes, such an innocent look for someone who’s currently content with two fingers deep inside his mouth.
“What are you doing?”
The older slowly removes the fingers, to be able to reply. “Your fingers are nice, I really wanted to suck on them,” he whines.
“Is that so?” Donghyuck smirks and ungraciously throws the laptop on the floor (thank god it’s carpet). He moves to sit on top of his boyfriend as his eyes darken. “Then suck.” he forcefully grasps Mark’s jaw and makes him open his mouth rather harshly.
The older makes a choking noise as the other presses his fingers deeper into his mouth, reaching his throat. Donghyuck’s smirk grows bigger as he sees how beautiful Mark looks with fingers in his mouth, mentally saving this image for another time.
“Doesn’t my baby look so pretty, choking on my fingers? You’re so good, aren’t you? I bet you’re loving this.” he coos mockingly.
Mark nods eagerly, trying his best to do a good job at sucking his boyfriend’s digits, the compliments and nickname make his stomach feel funny and want to show that he is indeed a pretty and good boy, despite his boyfriend’s insulting tone, he wants to prove him wrong.
Donghyuck puts his free hand at the back of the older’s head and slightly pulls on his hair, making him groan against his fingers. The younger grins at the sight of his teary-eyed boyfriend and how worked up he was. His Mark is always weak to hair pulling and being treated cruelly, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in pleasure.
He pulls his hair harshly so Mark can let go of his fingers and focus on his voice. “Sweetheart, you’re hard,” he states. The older boy looks down confused, he must have not realized that he had gotten this aroused by the situation. “Should I reward my pretty boy for being so good to me? For sucking my fingers so well?”
Mark nods, his pretty eyes glittering and unfocused. “Please?”
“So polite.” the younger coos and grabs the other’s chin, forcing the older to look at him. “What do you want me to do, baby?” he caresses his cheek.
“Anything,” he begs. “Just touch me, Hyuckie.”
The younger nods and changes their position on the bed, he places himself in between Mark’s legs and cards his fingers through the exposed skin of his thighs.
“Can I?” he says softly, fingers playing with the waistband of his boyfriend’s shorts. Mark nods looking away, too shy to make eye contact. “Are you shy now, baby?” He laughs tenderly and removes Mark’s underwear and shorts in a single swoop.
“H-Hyuck-” the older boy whines as he feels himself being exposed, at the sight of his boyfriend smirking and taking in all of him, licking his lips in anticipation.
“You’re so pretty, hyung. My pretty baby.” he mouths against Mark’s skin as his lips trail up his legs, from his ankle all the way up to his thighs, basking in the way the rapper trembles under him, biting his lip to not let out any embarrassingly loud sounds.
He always liked leaving bruises and marks all over his boyfriend’s body, seeing the aftermath fills him with some twisted kind of pride, it gives him chills, knowing that Mark is his and only him gets to mark him up like that, and he’s the only one seeing them, the only one who has access to this side of Mark. It’s sad how it’s been so long since he’s gotten to spoil his baby, so long since he marked him up all pretty and purple-kissed.
He equally likes hearing Mark falling apart under his touches and kisses, so the fact that he is trying to contain his moans and whines that Donghyuck so dearly loves is starting to upset him.
“Mark.” he says after biting particularly harshly on the inside of Mark’s thigh, dangerously close to his crotch.
Mark simply hums, eyes shining as he looks down at his boyfriend.
“I wanna hear you.”
“It’s embarrassing.”
Donghyuck furrows his eyebrows as he looks up at the other. “You sound lovely.”
Mark lets out a whine at his words, the words and the sight of Donghyuck between his legs made him feel all jittery and warm.
“Where do you want me?” the younger boy questions as his hand meets Mark’s cock, hovering just right up the tip of it, a fleeting touch, suggesting. “Here?” he asks. “Or here?” his fingers trailing down, stopping just over his hole.
The way Mark’s head shyly turns to the side and the blush on his cheeks grows redder, answers Donghyuck’s question. He knows him too well.
“Can you pass me the lube?”
“Do I have to?” Mark asks with a raspy voice. Already? a sick voice inside Donghyuck’s head speaks.
“Yes, baby. You have to.” Donghyuck replies, tongue laving over the forming bruises in his thigh. “Don’t wanna hurt you.”
“But I want it to hurt.” the older boy whines and looks at his boyfriend pleadingly.
“Mark,” he warns, slapping his thigh. “It’s been a long time.”
“Alright.” he huffs, upset, puffing his cheeks the way Donghyuck loves, and leans over to the side table, blindly reaching for the lube bottle that’s under his boyfriend’s underwear. “Here.” he tosses it carelessly.
Donghyuck picks the bottle up and glares back at his boyfriend. “Don’t give me that attitude.”
“I’m not. Just did as you said.”
“Alright.” he rolls his eyes as he opens the bottle and smears a generous quantity all over his fingers.
He doesn’t hesitate or even take his time to warm up the lube like usual, he simply fingers Mark the way he knows he likes it, slowly but hard.
He takes his sweet time making sure Mark is ready, waves of arousal hitting him as his boyfriend progressively stops to muffle his noises, and they get louder and higher-pitched. He likes knowing he’s making Mark feel so good he loses control of himself, it feeds his ego.
He continues with his ministrations, scissoring his boyfriend open, watching the way he squirms and turns, the way he hides his face and grows hotter as Donghyuck hits that sweet spot with his fingers.
“Hyuckie-” he breathes out desperately. “That’s enough, I want you.”
“Do you now?” he mocks. “And since when are you in charge here?”
“P-Please?” Mark begs, voice small as if ashamed. “I need you.”
Curse Mark for being cute, and Donghyuck for being so weak for his boyfriend.
The younger boy pulled away slightly so he could discard his clothes. Mark whines at the loss but stays laying down prettily, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he watches his boyfriend get naked.
His eyes dilate in interest as Donghyuck’s fully naked body is finally displayed. If this was any other day Mark would rush to get on his knees, not caring about the bruises and pain he would feel later, his only focus would be sucking his boyfriend off and pleasuring him, just like he loves to do, but today isn’t like the other days, they’ve wasted too much time and Mark is urging to be all filled up.
“Hyuckie… Hurry up,” he whines as his boyfriend takes (in his honest opinion) too long to put the condom on.
Donghyuck snickers at his boyfriend’s desperation. “Aren’t you eager?”
“I’m about to leave this room, and beg for literally anyone else to fuck m-” he tries to complain but is quickly interrupted by a hand to his throat and his boyfriend hovering over him, with a dark expression.
“You’re about to do what?” he asks, a threat in his tone.
“N-Nothing.”
“And thinking I was gonna be nice, and fuck you just the way you like it. You were being so sweet earlier but I see you’re back to being your bratty self, aren’t you? You know what you get when you act like that.”
“B-But Hyuck-”
“Shut up.” he spats and looks down at his boyfriend’s body, aligning himself up with Mark’s holes and pushing in.
He’s not slow or gentle by any means, he sinks in quickly, not giving him much time to adjust, and starts thrusting into him just as fast in a rhythm pattern. He knows the way Mark likes it, they’re all too familiar with each other’s bodies after growing up together and more recently exploring this other side of them.
It doesn’t last for long, they haven’t touched each other like this in months, they’re both too sexually frustrated to try and contain their feelings, so it would last longer.
Donghyuck is starting to feel overwhelmed and light-headed with the feeling of tightness and warmth, the familiar feeling at the pit of his stomach increasing as he presses lust-filled kisses all over Mark’s torso.
“I’m so, so close.” Mark lets out in ragged breaths.
Donghyuck looks up at his boyfriend, who looks absolutely fucked-out, pretty tears streaming down his face and his eyes rolling back in pleasure. “Me too,” he confesses as he sloppily gets a hold of Mark’s cock and jerks him off, far too gone in his own head to do a better job at it.
Soon enough Mark cums, strings of white decorating his stomach as he moans loudly and pulls the younger one into a messy, tongue-filled kiss.
Donghyuck wastes no time searching for his own release, thrusting mercilessly onto Mark who only continues to kiss him harshly and whines at the oversensitivity. It doesn’t take too much for Donghyuck to reach his high as well, filling up the condom and collapsing ungracefully on top of his boyfriend.
“You feel so icky,” Mark complains out of breath, trying to push his boyfriend off of him.
“So do you.” Donghyuck doesn’t bulge and stays on top of the older boy, pulling out and slightly changing his position so it’s more comfortable for both of them.
Mark giggles and cards his fingers through the other’s hair softly. “I really needed that.”
“So did I. How did we last this long?”
“I don’t know.”
The two stay like that for a bit longer, in each other’s arms, pressing soft kisses in all the places they could reach, until the uncomfortable feeling of sweat and dry cum was too much to handle.
“Alright. We need to shower I feel disgusting.”
“I could sleep like this.” Donghyuck mouths against his neck, where he was marking him.
“You are a pig.” Mark rolls his eyes and moves up, causing the younger one to fall to the side with a small thud. “Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The pink-haired boy stretches like a starfish in bed, cracking some of his bones, and gets up, wraps up the condom, and throws it in the trash can next to his desk, clenching his fists in victory when it successfully falls in.
“You’re so childish, I can’t believe I let you put your dick in me.”
“Hey!” he gasps offendedly. “You love me and my dick.”
“Unfortunately, yes I do.”
Donghyuck runs up to his boyfriend and presses his naked front against Mark’s back. “What about round two in the shower?” he whispers in his ear, finishing it off with a slow and tentative bite.