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Hongjoong loved lazy mornings. He loved the calm, quiet sound of the atmosphere with no hindrances. The city was tranquil at this hour, a few cars buzzing by, yet still was quieter than the normal busy noises of the outdoors. The time read 8:30 am which was still pretty early, but he basked in the moment. He smiled, feeling the warmth of his boyfriend curled up against his chest letting out soft snores as the sun hit just right making the sleeping man appear so angelic. God, he was in love. His heart fluttered while just watching the love of his life sleep without a care in the world. Soft, jet-black hair fell into his face and Hongjoong did miss the pink hair on him, but the black was majestic on him, sculpting his face to perfection.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa have been dating for the past few months. Since that infamous day on Christmas when Hongjoong gifted the stranger-turned- lover earrings, they started going on a few dates to test the waters with their relationship. Now, they were boyfriends, they were inseparable, and most importantly in love. Moving in with each other proved to be no issue for them; Hongjoong didn't think he'd get so lucky, but truly an angel fell from heaven and came into his life on a silver platter.
Seonghwa slowly stirred awake, eyebrows furrowing adorably as Hongjoong kissed his forehead, smiling at the precious man before him. “Good morning, lovely.” And there goes that little secret smile Seonghwa always gave him, loving and sweet.
“Morning, my love.” Seonghwa’s eyes sparkled, galaxies swarming in the irises as he looked at Hongjoong like he was the luckiest man on earth. Yes, they've only been dating for a few months and they're already saying I love you to each other. They both fell in love so fast within their first few dates, they let it slip; it came naturally like they really were meant to be, like the stars were aligned in their favor.
“What's on the agenda today, baby?” Hongjoong asked as he placed a gentle kiss on the other's nose.
“Actually, I'm off today so nothing much, and you? Probably the studio again I assume?” Seonghwa pouted then and Hongjoong really couldn't resist such a gesture.
“Since my last song did so well, I'm actually allowed to have a small break. I'm off this whole week.” And the smile that spread across Seonghwa’s face could light up an entire city.
“Well, I think that's cause for celebration.” Seonghwa leaned up to kiss him gently on the lips. “Gonna make you my famous pancakes with a little something extra.” Seonghwa soon got out of the sheets, Hongjoong whining at the loss of warmth.
“Why can't we order breakfast and stay in bed?” He did grabby hands at the raven who rolled his eyes, giggling at his antics.
“Because I said so and I have a surprise for you that I have to set up.” Seonghwa pecked his lips before heading out of the room towards the kitchen. “So, wait here until I tell you to come down.” He said finally before leaving Hongjoong in bewilderment. The redhead huffed as he let himself relax in the bed, scrolling through social media as he waited in wonder on what the other could have for him.
Hongjoong smiled to himself, recalling the few small bruises on different areas of Seonghwa's neck when he walked away. They haven't made it to sex just yet, but heavy make-out sessions nearly gave the illusion. Even if they got hard, nothing ever progressed because they didn't bring it up yet (a couple of hand jobs here and there but that's it). And Hongjoong wanted to (he wasn't a virgin), but he wanted to wait until the right moment on top of waiting to see if Seonghwa would be ready. He could do it either way too, it all depended on how comfortable the other was because communication was key!
Now, he did have a few fantasies but never did anything about them. And it was okay because he and Seonghwa had such a strong connection he knew, when they were ready, that he could discuss anything with him. Reassurance was so important when it came to intercourse, and he just wanted everything to be perfect like a cheesy romantic comedy. He was talking like rose petals everywhere, a bottle of wine, a bubble bath, and soft music to encompass the moment. Yes, he was a hopeless romantic.
Besides all that, he just wanted to show Seonghwa how much he loved him more intimately.
Some time went by where Hongjoong was still waiting for the other to call for him and it was odd since he knew pancakes didn't take too long to make. At least he thought so, cooking wasn't his forte, though Seonghwa did teach him a few things to make, and one was making pancakes. He would never be able to be as perfect as the raven making them, but he at least could make them edible.
“Hongjoong, you can come down now!” Hongjoong smiled upon hearing his name, getting out of bed quickly before making his way down to the kitchen. The closer he got to the kitchen, the more the wonderful smell wafted through the air, sweet and buttery, and his mouth waters, stomach constantly growling.
The moment he walked into the kitchen, his mind short-circuited.
Firstly, his precious Seonghwa was wearing a skirt, a very short red pleated skirt that barely covered his ass. And Hongjoong was used to him wearing skirts because he was comfortable in them, but this skirt was much shorter than his other ones. Long legs covered by white stockings with little bows on the ends. He wore an apron and appeared to not be wearing a shirt but instead a white bralette contrasting his tanned skin. The raven seemed not to notice him or at least pretended not to when he dropped a fork on the ground. Bending over he picked it up and holy shit, Hongjoong was going to faint; Seonghwa didn't have much of an ass, small yet perky but a lace thong was all he was wearing underneath the skirt and— was that a butt plug?
There was no way such an innocent man was displaying himself like this. Hongjoong had to be dreaming, he had to be living in one of his dark fantasies. His angel looked like a demon in front of him and all he could do was cough to get some form of attention. The raven turned around then and God, he had makeup on too; a sparkly lip gloss and shimmer eyeshadow, and Hongjoong felt like he was going to combust.
Breathe, Hongjoong breathe.
“Hey, baby! Breakfast is just about ready.” Seonghwa spoke like this was any other normal circumstance. His cheeks were pink though, a shy flush that spread down his neck, and Hongjoong literally didn't know what to say. He gulped, his vocal cords malfunctioning as he chose to just sit down at the table. He wanted to play it off like he wasn't affected by this, but his pajama pants were growing tighter by the minute and Seonghwa kept bending over.
His food was brought to him, pancakes, bacon, and a small cup of porridge with a glass of orange juice. It all looked delicious, yet Hongjoong could barely focus on the food because such a gorgeous man was sitting in front of him. He took notice of the way Seonghwa shifted, biting his lower lip as his flush turned a deeper red and all Hongjoong could think about was that little plug resting inside of him. The redhead didn't know how he was going to make it out alive.
“Hope y-you like the food.” Seonghwa squeaked out. Hongjoong had half the mind to just forgo breakfast altogether for the sake of enjoying Seonghwa instead, but he was actually hungry, so he did his best to ignore his urges.
“It looks delicious!” Hongjoong smiled, still trying not to think about how hot Seonghwa looked right now.
He began eating and as usual, the food was magnificent. The pancakes were fluffy, a sweetness not too sweet and the bacon was cooked to perfection. He noticed Seonghwa only had the porridge and was eating it slowly. He really was trying to kill him; some porridge got on the corner of his mouth and he licked it away in probably the most seductive way imaginable. They stay in silence for the most part because Hongjoong knew not a single intelligent thing would come out of his mouth if he spoke.
Hongjoong tried not to look at him, but he knew the other was staring at him probably for some form of reaction, but he was too awestruck. To think Seonghwa was already ahead of the game with probably wanting to get more sexual in their relationship, yet Hongjoong figured they talk about it first. Now though, with the raven looking so pretty, no— sexy, it really had Hongjoong’s mind spinning with too many possibilities. Also, the fact Seonghwa was kinky, that alone was making the redhead grow harder at the goddamn kitchen table.
A small part of his rationale thought maybe this was just how Seonghwa wanted to be perceived on a daily basis and him making it sexual made him weird. That thought couldn't be any more wrong when Hongjoong felt a foot glide up his leg and the moment he looked up, he saw lidded eyes, a blush high on the other's cheeks, and a smirk playing on that pretty face.
Yes, Seonghwa was trying to kill him.
“You haven't said anything this whole time, baby. Are you okay?” There was a certain innocence to his voice that drove Hongjoong crazy. There was absolutely nothing innocent about this especially when that foot on his leg was getting dangerously higher.
“I'm fine—” A moan caught in his throat when that foot pressed against his half-hard bulge. “It w-was g-good!” He thankfully finished his food, trying to regain himself now as that pleasant pressure disappeared as quickly as it came.
“I'm glad you liked it! Let me do the dishes really quick.” Seonghwa said nonchalantly as he retrieved Hongjoong's plate, swishing his hips from side to side and the redhead was mere moments away from exploding. And maybe this was his cue to finally do something when Seonghwa’s back was turned towards him as he began doing the dishes.
And Hongjoong did, walking up behind Seonghwa and pressing against his exposed back, marveling at the bralette before giving the material a quick snap to his skin. He could feel the other shiver, hands fumbling with the sponge as he seemed to want to focus on cleaning. Hongjoong, on the other hand, wasn't going to get teased for much longer as he let his hands rest on slender hips, lips ghosting over the expanse of Seonghwa's neck before blowing air into his ear.
“Can I just say you're so fucking pretty. This little outfit is so sexy on you it drives me crazy.” He spoke. “You're a tease. And here I thought I was just going to only get breakfast, but something more delicious is right before me.” Seonghwa let out a small whimper, turning the water off and putting anything he was holding back in the sink.
“This isn't too much?” Seonghwa asked quietly, unsure and God, even in a moment like this, he was so cute.
“This is so perfect just like you.” Hongjoong kissed the side of his neck before groaning out when Seonghwa began grinding back against him.
“I-I’ve been wanting to bring it up, but I didn't know how to. I figured actions spoke louder than words and decided to dress up a bit… Are you sure this is okay?” Seonghwa seemed a bit tense, but Hongjoong began kissing along his neck, running his hands up exposed sides to reassure him.
“Baby, this is more than okay. Though, I was thinking our first time together would be different like how romcoms are, but this? I wouldn't trade this moment for the world.” To get his point across, he began grinding slowly against him. Seonghwa’s little giggle tapered off into a soft moan, the most beautiful sound Hongjoong has ever heard.
They stayed like that for a bit, grinding against each other before Hongjoong grew the urge to kiss him. Which he did with a small lean to his neck as the other turned a little towards him, connecting their lips in an enthusiastic kiss. They meld so perfectly into each other, lips moving in tandem as their tongues began twisting with each other desperately. Hongjoong was losing his mind that he still hadn't wrapped around everything that was happening.
“N-need you…” Seonghwa whined out against his lips and Hongjoong had to stop thinking for a moment so he could actually please his lover.
“Did you want to move to the bedroom or—”
“Why did you think I dressed up like this in the kitchen?” Seonghwa chuckled before turning his body around completely, wrapping his legs around Hongjoong's waist before leaning up to his ear. “Want you to fuck me right here against the counter, baby.” Any thoughts Hongjoong had completely fizzled out as soon as Seonghwa asked him quite crudely to fuck him in the kitchen, on a surface.
Seonghwa was surely full of surprises.
“Jesus fucking christ…” Was all Hongjoong could say before Seonghwa was capturing his lips again in a very heated kiss. Okay, he had to get out of his head because he was way too damn hard right now not to do anything.
He first rose up Seonghwa’s skirt, pulled the thong down in one swoop, and fuck, he was dripping precum with his cock so hard like it's been like that for a while. Hongjoong wondered just how hard the raven had been when he first came to the kitchen, what he had to do to get like this and it made his head spin with the idea of Seonghwa preparing himself— Focus, Hongjoong focus! He gently grasped the other's cock, giving slow strokes that elicited the sweetest noise he ever heard Seonghwa make.
“D-don’t tease me… fuck! Feels… so good!” Hongjoong will never get enough of Seonghwa sounding like this, so desperate and needy. In retrospect, Seonghwa was always needy for kisses and touches and just overall affection, seeing it exploited for something sexier was something Hongjoong was not expecting when he woke up this morning.
The position was a bit awkward mainly because Hongjoong never had sex standing up, so he had to figure out where to put his hands while also not overthinking everything. He first tapped Seonghwa’s legs to go down for a moment so he could, at the very least, pull his pants down. The cool air hit his throbbing cock once it was freed and the raven wrapped his legs around him once more, this time pressing their hardness together which made them both moan.
“Holy shit…” Hongjoong cursed as he got lost in the sensation that was Seonghwa. It was intoxicating; their lips, the movement, their hands feeling each other, and it was everything Hongjoong could ever want.
“Are you going to fuck me, baby? This little plug doesn't do anything for me.” Hongjoong had to hold himself back from cumming on the spot from just the way the raven spoke. There was that mock innocence in his voice, asking so sweetly to get fucked over the counter and Hongjoong was going to have a heart attack.
“Yes, I will! I will, just… This is so fucking surreal. I wasn't expecting this at all.” He admitted. Seonghwa mentioned that plug and Hongjoong’s mind started flipping just thinking about his lovely boyfriend preparing himself; those long fingers working inside of his tight hole enough to fit the plug inside, the way he'd sound pleasuring himself, his face screwed up in euphoria— did he have other toys? The redhead really couldn't focus on a damn thing and his minimal actions made a worried look come upon Seonghwa’s face.
“Hey, we don't have to do it here if you're uncomfortable. I just wanted to surprise you and thought you'd like this and—” Hongjoong noticed the swelling panic in Seonghwa's voice and he immediately put everything he had into kissing the daylights out of him. He claimed his lips hungrily, pressing his tongue into such a warm, inviting mouth as he finally regained himself. He wrapped his hands around their cocks, stroking slowly, moaning into the kiss while the other let out a high whine.
“This is all so good. Sorry,” He pulled back just barely from the kiss, panting against the raven's lips. “You're just so fucking sexy that I can't wrap my head around anything else.” He laughed as the other blushed and chuckled too before leaning up to kiss on his neck.
“And you know what would be sexier?” Seonghwa’s voice dropped lower, sucking on the side of his neck. “Me bent over the counter with your cock shoved inside of me. Wouldn't that be so sexy?” Hongjoong, still in pure disbelief, at least now had enough sense to play along with the way Seonghwa spoke.
“I think you screaming my name loud enough for the neighbors to hear would be even sexier, don't you think?” He finally countered with the same energy and Seonghwa moaned, eyes widening in surprise before he dropped his legs back down, moving a bit more over to the counter rather than over the sink and turning back around so he was laying against it.
“Then what are you waiting for?” He stuck his ass out, arching his back in the most provocative way that made Hongjoong’s jaw drop.
Then he thought of something.
“Wait, I don't have… condoms or lube…”
“I prepared myself well enough and… I wouldn't mind feeling your cum inside of me. Bet it'd feel so good.” Fuck. Fuck. The mental gymnastics Hongjoong had been doing this whole time just amplified. If this is tamed Seonghwa, there was no telling what other crazy shit he liked, and oh boy, Hongjoong definitely wanted to explore every avenue with him after this.
The redhead was soon pressing against Seonghwa's back, cock sliding between his thighs before gliding against the plug. He was rather content with thrusting between his thighs, giving a glimpse of what was to come. He never really dealt with sex toys before, so it was very new seeing the flat end of the plug sticking out of the raven. Hongjoong tugged on it gently, feeling it give way when he slowly began taking it out while the man beneath him shuttered and moaned low in his throat. He moved the toy slowly in and out, hearing the way Seonghwa’s voice grew higher in pitch with every moan.
Everything about this moment was mesmerizing. From the way Seonghwa sounded and reacted to every little thing Hongjoong did, everything was better than he could ever hope. He began pulling the plug out, gently removing it, which made Seonghwa whine at the loss while wiggling his ass.
“I'm so empty now. Can you fix that, baby? Can you fill me full of your cock until I can't take it anymore?” Seonghwa mused and goddamn, Hongjoong was truly on cloud nine with every word that came from Seonghwa’s mouth. He realized he shouldn't waste any more time, grinding his cock between those cheeks before letting the tip press ever so slightly against a still very tight hole.
“A-are you sure you're stretched enough? I don't want to hurt you or anything…” He was being considerate because, again, this was their first time together and he didn't know how much Seonghwa stretched himself prior and if he should have considered fingering him first before even thinking about pressing in and now, he was getting nervous because maybe he was going too far—
“Babe, I left myself tight so I could feel you split me open. Wanna feel that stretch of your cock so badly… P-please will you do that? Will you fuck me open on your big cock?”
That was the last thread of Hongjoong's sanity.
Seonghwa was begging. That was probably the biggest turn-on ever in Hongjoong's life. A man so sinfully spread out against the counter like a wet dream come true, speaking like this and Hongjoong was surely going to follow through. The skirt was driving him insane as he bunched it up, so it wasn't in the way. He didn't even give a warning, his mind so blurred in lust that he began pressing into such a warm tightness, mouth falling open when the head of his cock breached passed the rim.
“Holy fuck!” He groaned out, getting lost in the pleasure so soon he was nearly at his climax already.
“Oh— oh God! H-Hongjoong yes! Yesyesyes!” Seonghwa moaned loudly, moving his hips backward which made Hongjoong choke out a moan as his cock got completely engulfed by that wonderful heat. He soon was pressed flush against the raven's ass, stalling his movements just to feel how incredible this was; those inner walls fluttering around his cock nearly made him cross-eyed. He squeezed Seonghwa’s hips for some stability, doing everything in his power to not absolutely start ramming fiercely into him; he had to take it slow.
The thrusts started out steady, unrushed, borderline wary mainly because Hongjoong didn't know exactly how ready he truly was for all of this. Seonghwa, on the other hand, didn't seem to like the slowness too much as he started rocking back quickly against him.
“Feels so… fucking good! M-move…” And finally, finally Hongjoong got out of his head and began a moderate pace, thrusting firmly with a bit of force behind them. It felt amazing unlike anything else. His prime focus was on nothing but Seonghwa and yielding every beautiful sound from those pretty lips. Hongjoong couldn't help but feel a little sentimental because this was their first time and though it wasn't what he had in mind, it couldn't be a more perfect moment, surely something he'd always remember.
Seonghwa’s voice was heavenly. Hongjoong would love to use such a sound in one of his songs and maybe he'll ask the raven about it one day (the kitchen had great acoustics too). For now, he was going to embed every sound into his memory. He prided himself on getting Seonghwa like this, soft, constant moans, and whimpers and only he could witness the other in such a state.
His thrusts grew a bit quicker, their skin slapping emitting off the kitchen walls mixed with all the noises they were making. It was dirty considering they were doing this kind of activity in the kitchen and knowing Seonghwa, he was going to rave about cleaning up, but they'll cross that bridge when they get there. Hongjoong was much more interested in thrusting into that tight heat encompassing his cock perfectly like Seonghwa was made just for him.
“God, you're s-so fucking hot. So, so good…” He changed the angle a bit, thrusting in deeper, and heard Seonghwa whine loudly, body trembling with his back practically bowing.
“Joong, fuck— fuck! So deep!” It felt like never-ending heat every time Hongjoong thrust in and out of him. He leaned over and attached his lips to Seonghwa’s neck, licking and sucking fresh marks onto the skin. His teeth dragged along the other's neck before settling on the spot between the neck and shoulder and bit down on the flesh, licking at the bite mark. He heard Seonghwa keen, voice growing louder with each thrust and it made a small amount of possessiveness come upon him; he was getting Seonghwa this loud, no one else, no one ever will.
“Y-your perfect— shit! Sound so good, feel so good just— fuck— God, you're so good.”
“I-I'm good, I'm good! Ah-ah… Wanna be g-good, wanna please!” And just for a moment, Hongjoong blanked on the thought of Seonghwa having a praise kink. Every little discovery left him so shocked, but not enough to falter his movements. If anything, his thrusts became harder, more staccato than the languid thrusts he had prior.
There was another angle change, one that had Seonghwa’s legs buckle, and a scream fly out of his mouth, back arching into the counter. Hongjoong pulled nearly all the way out, tip clinging to the rim before he slammed back in right at that angle which yielded a sob from the raven, loud and lewd. He ground against that precious spot, feeling Seonghwa tremble and babble incoherent words like he couldn't grasp reality.
“You like that?” He said with unknown confidence. “Like how deep I am? Bet my cock is in places you have never felt before.” He really didn't know where the confidence came from, but it felt right, felt like it fit whatever scene they were in.
“I-I— oh fuck! L-love your cock—” A shriek stopped his words when Hongjoong decided that Seonghwa being incoherent due to pleasure was really fucking hot and began thrusting hard against that bundle of nerves at a constant pace. “Fuckfuckfuck—” Another scream tumbled out of the raven and all he could muster out were loud moans and high-pitched screams as he laid across the counter taking every brutal thrust.
Hongjoong was in awe at just how loud Seonghwa was. Someone so patient and soft-spoken now begging and screaming out every sound he was making. It was mesmerizing, something the redhead was glad he could witness and even more glad that he made all these sounds come out of him.
He eased on that spot for a while, not wanting to bring Seonghwa to his release so soon because this felt too good to end so soon; he was savoring every moment. Hongjoong was hanging off a thread himself, getting so worked up beforehand, and was now doing this, actually having sex, really made him edge himself so he didn't cum so quickly. It was hard though when someone as lovely as Seonghwa was presenting himself like this and practically fucking himself back onto his cock. Patience was a virtue.
“Fuck yes! You're amazing… holy shit— so good, such a good boy—” And Hongjoong had no fucking idea where that came from, but it seemed to affect Seonghwa so much as a surprised sounding moan fell from his lips and those legs seemed like they'd buckle under him at any moment at how much he was shaking.
“Hongjoong! Please, please say that again— Oh God… ah fuck…” Definitely a praise kink.
“Hmm? Good boy?” The gears really started turning in his head. “My precious good boy taking my cock so well— fuck! So good…”
“I'm your g-good boy… Ah-ah! A-all yours!” And that possessiveness came upon Hongjoong again. All his. Seonghwa was his and vice versa.
“Yes, all mine!” He uttered out hotly against the other's neck, sucking more dark spots around the area just so he could mark him as his. His hips seemed to move on their own, thrust becoming harsher, wild abandonment that Hongjoong didn't even know he possessed. Harder, faster, more, more, more, and he gave everything he had into fucking Seonghwa like he wanted, like he deserved.
In reality, this was all still pretty crazy. One moment Hongjoong was just ready to eat breakfast and the next moment he had Seonghwa bent over the counter with his ass stuck out, ramming into him with some unknown energy that made his head spin, but he kept going and going as he completely got lost in lust. To think they'd have soft, tender sex their first time yet here they were, wildly fucking in the most obscure place to have sex for the first time. They're built differently apparently.
He found that certain angle again, pressing against Seonghwa's prostate with ease as the other let out another beautiful scream. “Pleasepleaseplease right there! Fuck, Joong— fuck— please! Harder!” Hongjoong could never get enough of Seonghwa begging like this.
“Right here?” It was teasing, yes, but Hongjoong loved how absolutely wild Seonghwa sounded right now. He pressed hard against that delicate spot, feeling the raven's whole body tremble and he wrapped an arm around his torso so the man wouldn't collapse to the ground.
“Yes! F-fuck— fuck yes— ah shit! Hongjoong!” The way Seonghwa said his name, no, screamed his name was music to his ear. It spurred him on, made him move at an animalistic pace, rough and unrelenting. His other hand he carded through Seonghwa's hair, giving him something to hold as he began to lose his mind.
That boiling feeling in his groin was very prevalent. He was getting closer to his release, teetering on that edge and he had a feeling Seonghwa was close too just from the way he clenched deliciously around his cock. His thrusts never faltered, becoming more sporadic just so he could chase after his climax.
“Are you close, baby?” He asked so gently in comparison to the way he was moving.
“So close, so close! Please! D-don't stop! Don't ever fucking stop!” Seonghwa was thoroughly wrecked, voice hoarse and raspy from all the screaming he'd done. “T-touch me, please touch me!” And Hongjoong considered doing just that, but a wicked thought came to mind.
“Think you can cum just like this? Just from being full of my cock?” He gave an experimental tug to the raven's hair, hearing the lewdest sound thus far come out of Seonghwa's mouth. “Be a good boy and cum just. Like. This.” He accented those last words with quick, hard thrusts and he kept surprising himself with the way he was speaking; the raven just had that effect on him.
His words, thrusts, hair pulling, and everything in between seemed to take Seonghwa over the edge instantly.
“Fuck— oh shit! Hongjoong, I'm cumming! I'm cumming, I'm— Hongjoong… Hongjoong!” The redhead felt Seonghwa’s whole body quake, spasming violently as he screamed to high heaven when his orgasm hit him. Hongjoong groaned when he felt Seonghwa tighten around him like a glove, yet he kept going, kept racing to his release while listening to Seonghwa let out broken, overstimulated moans.
He tugged Seonghwa’s head to the side and for the first time he was able to see a bit of his face and God, those unfocused eyes rolled into the back of his head, lips ajar with a puddle of drool on the counter, and the best part was that lone tear rolling down a flushed cheek; he was gone. That visual snapped that remaining thread Hongjoong was hanging off of, pushing him over the edge as well as he thrusts a few more times before pressing in as deep as he possibly could.
“Holy shit— fuck— Seonghwa!” He moaned out the other's name as he came probably the hardest he's ever had. His own eyes crossed; he was shaking slightly as that wave of constant pleasure washed over him. It felt like the euphoria wouldn't end, like he couldn't stop cumming for a solid minute. He soon gave shallow thrusts, working them through the post-orgasmic haze as Seonghwa mewled softly.
Hongjoong was afraid to pull out with the fear of his cum spilling out of Seonghwa, but then he remembered the plug. He grabbed it from beside them, gently pulling out with that wet squelch being heard before he replaced his cock with the plug once more with minimal spillage. Seonghwa was still catching his breath, whining at the loss but soon humming delightedly.
“That was so fucking good, baby,” Seonghwa spoke first, giggling softly before turning around facing him with a blissed-out smile.
“I still can't believe you did all this to have sex with me. I thought we'd have like a whole conversation, but you sure as fuck surprised me.” He chuckled before placing a soft kiss on the other's lips. “It was fantastic, I wouldn't want our first time any other way.”
“I'm glad. I was so nervous about dressing up and I didn't want you to think I was weird or anything. I didn't want to move too fast, but we were on the same wavelength after all.” Seonghwa explained.
“Trust me, it was really fucking good. It just took me a while to wrap my head around everything. You're a kinky motherfucker!” Hongjoong laughed.
“This was very tame. Valentine's day is coming up, I'll show you what kinky really is then.” Seonghwa smirked and Hongjoong felt like he was astral projected into the beyond. He could barely handle the raven now and there was more to be discovered, he truly was going to die at the hands of Seonghwa.
“I was planning on giving you gifts and pampering you, yet you're already talking about planning a damn BDSM scene.” He was teasing him, but it definitely piqued his interest in what the other could come up with.
“There's a lot to learn.”
“Well, I know you have a praise kink so that's one thing. I guess I'll slowly discover myself too.” They stayed like that for a while until Hongjoong really thought about their position. “We should go shower.”
“I can't feel my legs.” Seonghwa whined. “Carry me?” He pouted and Hongjoong couldn't resist him.
“You better be glad I love you.” He sneered as he scooped the other up, kissing his cheek.
“I love you too.” And with that, the two were off to get cleaned up.
Hongjoong began to get a bit sappy. His love oozed out of him as he took care of Seonghwa in the bath, gently washing his body, massaging his legs while showering him in kisses. He was so lucky. Never in a million years would he have thought that such a wonderful man would come into his life. All it took was one visit to one of his neighbors, a gift, and a few dates to get to know each other and now he was in love.
“You know, I'm glad I met you on Christmas day.” He said after they finished bathing and were back in bed cuddling each other. “The cute pink-haired boy next door becoming the love of my life; sounds like a fairytale.”
“I don't ever really believe in fate, but maybe we really were meant to be.” Seonghwa blushed that adorable blush of his and Hongjoong fell in love all over again.
“I love you so much.” He kissed his cheek. “My soulmate.”
“I love you too, my love.” And they soon basked in the afterglow, enjoying the rest of their quiet morning together.