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haechan was lying on the bed sideways, staring at his phone that was turned off. it’s one of those times when you just regret everything you’ve in your life. he was flushed, he couldn’t delete his tweet now, it was too late.
well, since he knew what was coming. shouldn’t he make things easier for the both of them? it’s not wrong to prepare in advance, right? that’s what haechan thought.
he hasn’t been fucked in a while, and it’s such a disappointment to him. haechan heaved a sigh, now staring at the boring ceiling. if mark was there beside him, he’d let the older do whatever he wants with his body. haechan would willingly give his body to his boyfriend. oh how the older’s cock would thrust in and out of his pink hole, haechan wanted to feel full.
oh fuck, he thought in realization. he closed his legs together, trying to hide the erection he got just now, realizing what he has done. how could he let himself drown in his own dirty imaginations when he should be scared for what was about to come?
who am i kidding? i’m the only one here anyways…and daddy will be home in about an hour, haechan gained a sense of relief as he looked at his phone that read 4:01 p.m.
the matte black sheets underneath him felt so soft, one thing that would immediately remind him of mark. he missed the days when mark used to make love to him, kissing until sunrise passionately.
haechan continued to recall those memories, his eyes closed. he lifted his oversized white t-shirt using his right hand, revealing his pretty cock. haechan stuffed the clothing in his mouth, to suppress his moans. he let his left hand travel down from his left hip to his crack. letting his fingertips slide between his ass cheeks. the feeling of warmth met his fingers because of his innocent-looking hole.
remaining his head on mark’s pillow, he tried to reach for the lube inside the bedside table. he poured the clear and thick liquid on his cock and fingers. haechan’s right hand started with slow and steady strokes, making sure his pretty cock is covered in lube. he moaned against the clothing stuffed inside his mouth, drool starting to cover a part of it. his moans were faint, but they screamed pleasure at the same time.
he then put his remaining fingers back on his hole. sliding his middle finger inside first, haechan couldn’t help but open his mouth a bit, his eyes rolled back a bit even if they were closed. imagining it was mark’s finger, he started to increase his pace on pumping his cock. the head leaking a copious amount of precum, it made his cock more slippery to pump.
“ahh…” he whimpered against his shirt, a large area wet from his drool. haechan was needy, eager for his daddy to come back home and fuck him good. he didn’t care about what he tweeted earlier in twitter, all he wants is mark’s cock only.
two lubed fingers were added inside his wet cavern. he just loved rearranging his insides, just like how mark would. haechan knew for a fact that his fingers weren’t as thick and long as mark’s cock. in fact, nothing could compare to it. if only the nine inch monster could ruin him everyday, but sadly, it couldn’t.
haechan’s body was shaking at this point. although lying down the bed sideways, he could feel how his legs were shaking a bit from the sensations his hands were giving. “mark, daddy…” he moaned, the shirt he had inside his mouth fell back on his body.
pumping his cock faster, balls full of cum, and abusing his own hole, haechan was nearing his orgasm. everything that was happening on the couple’s bed were in unison, like an orchestra. the moans, whimpers, heavy breathing, sloppy finger thrusting, and the mild shaking of his body were creating beautiful harmonies.
his nipples were hard, very hard. they were both alive and give off a pinkish glow, eager to be sucked, licked, and marked. as haechan felt that he was near, he gave all his energy, only having in mind a mark lee fucking him as if it was the end of the world.
“ohh fuck! oh my fucking god! ahh…holy shit. ahh…,” he gave his hole one powerful thrust with his three hard fingers, making himself cum so fucking hard. he couldn’t contain how multiple ropes of cum kept on splattering on the black matte sheets while his body was shaking intensely. haechan didn’t care, he didn’t mind at all, he was too busy enjoying himself, eyes rolled back as if he was possessed by an intimidating demon.
lee haechan, breathing heavily from the intense pleasure he gave to himself. a pool of cum beside him, and on the cold floor as well. he just stayed there with his eyes closed, realizing his petite body was weak and completely tired.
his right hand was covered in cum as well, still holding his cock that was as if it was milked to death. more…, he begged himself. unaware of the current time, he lifted his right hand to put it back on his now hard cock.
just as haechan was about to pleasure himself once again, he heard a disappointed sigh near the bedroom. he opened his eyes in shock, there’s no fucking way.