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It was always Heeseung and his fucking sweatpants, exacerbated by the fact that it's no secret he has a big dick, with the way he manspreads every opportunity given to him. Around the dorm, he didn't give a shit because it was his home and he had the right to comfort, but the ever-existent bulge in his pants (even when soft!) was a bit distracting. It drove Sunoo crazy. All the damn time.
That's how he came to be in the bathroom at 3 am, hand down his pants and sat on the toilet seat. He had been going at it for a while now and couldn't get the image out of his head of having Heeseung under him, enjoying the irony of the "sunshine boy" fucking the ass of his mathyung with a huge dick. Whether it was a memory or shifting to a new thought, the sight was heavenly.
That imagery was seared into his mind, pushing him ever closer to release. Sunoo's hips bucked forward, fucking into his hand and thinking of it as Heeseung; his head was thrown back and eyes squeezed shut in concentration.
God, he needed him again, and soon.
What really pushed him over the edge was imagining himself riding his beloved hyung, cock stuffing him in all the right ways, as the elder helplessly watched with tearful doe eyes.
Sunoo felt himself burst, abdominal muscles and thighs clenching hard as he came to the thought of Heeseung.
Again.
The mess was worth it.
It was the following afternoon and Heeseung was standing in the kitchen, silently mulling over which ramen brand he should have as a snack when Sunoo snuck up behind him and pulled him into a back hug. One hand was gripping his hip with the left wrapped around his front, dick pressed much too close into the hyung's ass for it to be of innocent intent.
Startled, he jumped, then realized what was going on. "Sunoo-yah, really?"
"What?" he laughed, a sweet sound. "You know the others won't be back until late tonight. I missed you."
"Jay is literally sitting on the couch right now," he deadpanned.
"Yeah, and he's doing nerdy stuff like learning our songs on a guitar. I think he'll be busy and noisy for a while." Sunoo pulled the elder closer and repeatedly kissed the side of his neck while he toyed with the hem of those damned sweatpants.
"What do you say, hyung? Do you want to?"
Heeseung's eyes fluttered shut at the contact, hands coming up to grip Sunoo's arm that was holding him. It was easy to get him all submissive; they didn't even do anything yet.
With no hesitation, he breathed out, "Yes." Looks like he had been desperate lately, too.
The thing about Heeseung was that he likes to show his elder hyung side, to be the big strong brother who can solve anything and be there for the others. On top of that, he likes to look hella hot on stage or in cool outfits for Engenes. But looking closer, it's quite easy to see how he craves praise and validation, reaching for the skinship of dongsaengs a bit too much. He pretends not to be, but Heeseung is clingy and just wants to be taken care of.
Sunoo does exactly that.
"Come on, hyungie." The younger pulled away and grabbed his hand, leading them to Heeseung's room. Jay didn't even look up, expectedly, busy concentrating on a YouTube video.
With the door now locked and shut behind the pair, Sunoo looked into the eyes of his hyung, who was standing with fidgeting hands by the bed.
"Clothes off, hyung, then lay down. We're going to have lots of fun today, hm?"
Heeseung complied as Sunoo tracked down the lube, which was kept in the same place as always, ready to be utilized.
Once he was down to his boxers, the elder hesitated, playing with the band and attempting to cover his exposed body as inconspicuously as possible. Not noticing until he turned from the dresser, Sunoo rushed forward, a small frown written on his face.
"Hyungie, are you okay? Do you want to stop?" Cupping his face, he rubbed both his thumbs on Heeseung's cheeks, which warmed considerably, ears red too. The touch was innocent, letting him have space if needed while still providing intimacy.
"No I just... I, um..." He was momentarily distracted by Sunoo's pretty features, which softened in encouragement. "You still have your clothes on but I don't..."
Oh, boy, he was talking in a pout.
Melting with endearment, Sunoo said, "My cutie is shy, then?"
Heeseung nodded, eyes wide and head tilted down.
"Don't be embarrassed," he withdrew away from his hyung and quickly took off his shirt. "See? I'm right here with you." His pants were next, slid off at the same time as his underwear. Now he was the one naked as Heeseung openly stared. Sunoo was no longer embarrassed to be buck naked in the presence of Heeseung (after all, they'd done this countless times) but knew going into subspace was a weird transition for his vulnerable hyung.
Smiling knowingly, Sunoo asked, "Need help with that?" while nodding at his boxers.
Blinking back into concentration, the boy tore off the last bit of clothing and crawled onto the bed, giving Sunoo a tremendous view of his cute ass for a few seconds.
Once situated on his back, the younger made his way to straddle Heeseung's thighs, leaning down so that his forearms rested on either side of his head. Their dicks were brushing; Heeseung whimpered at the contact on his half-hard-on while Sunoo ignored the fire the friction caused him to feel. He loved the feeling of his physically bigger, older hyung underneath him, submitting to the innocent-looking younger, much smaller boy; it made him feel powerful.
Softly kissing his lips, Sunoo guided one of Heeseung's hands down, down, down his body until it came in contact with a cold, hard object in between the younger's cheeks. Heeseung whined hard when he figured out what it was.
"Smart boy. Can I ride you, hyungie? Let you stuff me so good that you cry for me?"
Tears accidentally brimmed in his eyes as he nodded, already surrendering to all of the feelings overpowering him.
"Good boy."
Sunoo was preening, the pretty hyung under him so willing to let his dongsaeng pleasure them both; he couldn't wait to fuck him.
Letting go of his hand, he hurriedly pulled out the plug and threw it to the foot of the bed, not wanting to waste another second. Popping off the top of the lube, he applied it directly to the deliciously big dick he was about to sit on, Heeseung softly gasping at the chill.
"Are you ready, my love?"
(Pet names and praise drove the elder crazy when they did this).
"Yes, please, Sunoo." His eyelashes were now clumping with tears, still unshed, and he didn't know what to do with his twitching hands.
That quickly changed when the younger sank down, the pace set slow so as to not hurt Sunoo; Heeseung's hands immediately shot up to grip his hips, not pushing downward but simply holding him as if to make sure he was actually there, confirming that what he was feeling was real. Sunoo moaned as he went further down, enjoying the hot thickness making way inside of him, leaning his hands on his hyung's beautifully defined chest for support.
Heeseung was shaking, trying hard not to move his hips at all. A single tear ran down his temple into his hairline.
"You're doing s-so good for me, cutie," said Sunoo, almost there. "You feel amazing, hyungie, so big."
Once his ass was firmly sat on his pelvis, they moaned in unison. Heeseung gripped his hips even harder, trying to concentrate on the pleasure instead of the urge to move.
Meanwhile, Sunoo was relishing in the stretch of his ass, even after wearing the plug. His hyung was throbbing inside of him, ready when he was.
Experimentally, he shifted his hips forward and Heeseung bucked upward, unable to stay still with the sudden stimulation.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" said Heeseung, eyes closed as Sunoo began to move up, sliding perfectly.
"Hey, baby, it's okay, you have nothing to, ah, nothing to be sorry about." As he moved himself to sink down, he leaned to kiss Heeseung, hands in his hair, hoping to muffle the (admittedly hot yet cute) sounds coming out of him just in case Jay heard from a few rooms away.
He continuously worked his magic, hips going faster and occasionally moving in grinding patterns, kissing across Heeseung's neck and chest and face, appreciating him as he should always be. The dick inside of him was so warm, so big, moving in him well and hitting his prostate, rubbing his walls and his rim in all of the perfect ways.
Sunoo himself felt good, amazing, yet wasn't close to coming yet. Heeseung, however, was dangerously close judging by the desperation on his face and in his thrusts that he couldn't hold back anymore; he was always the more sensitive one.
Ignoring the burn in his legs, he went faster. "Are you going to come for me? You're going to look so pretty when you do." The cock inside of him noticeably twitched at the words. Sunoo brought a hand up to play with his nipples, rubbing and rolling them between his fingers, which earned more lewd noises. Wet streaks ran down Heeseung's face and his bottom lip quivered as the sensations became too overwhelming, pushing him to release.
"Sunoo!" he wobbly cried out, coming into the boy with a final jerk of his hips.
Enjoying the new warmth spreading in him, he stopped all movement and captured Heeseung's lips in a sweet and slow, gentle kiss to aid him in coming down from the high. Sunoo tried not to clench down on the softening cock in him as his own dick brushed against his hyung's abs, focusing on the boy underneath him.
A few moments go by and their breathing evens out again. Breaking off the kiss, which Heeseung hungrily chases after, Sunoo said, "I'm not done with you yet, hyungie."
Heeseung's hips accidentally buck upwards with those words as he stares up at Sunoo, eyes wide.
Smiling, he said, "Eager, are we?" He slowly lifted himself off of hyung's (mostly soft) dick, his rim begging for more, while the elder whined at the friction. Come coated his cock and dripped slowly from Sunoo. He moved Heeseung's legs, manhandling them until they were spread, then knelt between them.
Grabbing the bottle of lube again, he coated his fingers as Heeseung watched with half-closed eyes. The tears were starting to dry on his face.
He was thoroughly fucked out yet keen for more.
"Ready?"
A groan was heard as an answer as he positioned his legs even wider, propped up on the bed.
Circling his rim, feeling it clench at the light touch, he pushed one finger in. The glide was easy and inviting as he pumped it in and out. Heeseung's hands now gripped the bedsheets, preparing for more of what was to come. Only a moment after, he slid in the next finger, avidly scissoring and avoiding his prostate on purpose.
He made such cute sounds, Sunoo couldn't help but stare admiringly at his beloved hyung's handsome face for a bit, his eyes closed and eyelashes fluttering. Sunoo's dick hurt so bad from staring at the scene, being void of any attention and dripping with precome, but he would get there soon enough.
When Heeseung was ready, he added a third and final finger, now watching as he thrust into the slick hole. The older started crying again, wanting to be fucked so bad that he started begging after only a few minutes.
"Sunoo, please, I'm ready, just- just please!"
Really, how could he ever say no to his Heeseungie? They were both restless for it.
Pulling out his fingers abruptly, he quickly lubed his dick with his already tainted hand, hissing softly at the contact. Heeseung looked at him, wet eyes silently pleading as his hole unconsciously clenched.
As Sunoo got into position, pressed to hyung's front, he kissed the tip of Heeseung's nose, a promise of security and pleasure.
He started pushing in, slowly. The oldest squeezed his eyes shut and tightly wrapped his arms around Sunoo's shoulders, processing the feeling of being filled. Sunoo's dick was by no means as big as his but the feeling was still tremendous. It didn't help that the younger's front was rubbing against his spent cock while pushing in, heightening the sensation.
"Such a good boy for me, hyung, s-so pretty taking me like this." To say he was unaffected by Heeseung's lovely hole and his debauched look would be a straight-up lie, and the come trickling from his gaped ass to his balls made him even more sensitive. The slow slide, stretching him open, felt euphoric.
Now flush to Heeseung's ass, he waited, giving him time to adjust, as the older openly cried. The first few times they fucked, Sunoo was so scared seeing his hyung like this but soon came to realize that he was comfortable enough with Sunoo to show a new and vulnerable side to him. Now he watches with hunger, but also a staggering sense of protectiveness. So many overwhelming emotions are going through his mathyung during sex, and the younger just wants him to be safe and happy.
Gently wiping tears off of Heeseung's cheeks, he softly kissed his lips once and whispered, "It's okay, hyung, I'm right here to make you feel good."
To prove his words, Sunoo pulled out just the slightest and punched back in at an angle that bluntly hit his prostate, causing the elder to loudly moan. In an abrupt effort to quiet him down, the younger stuck two of his clean fingers in his mouth, letting Heeseung suck on the digits (which he did diligently).
Shit, Heeseung would be the end of him; the way he sucks and licks and swirls around his fingers, mouth as blazing hot as his ass, eyes ever wet as he gently grinds his hips into Sunoo, almost as if he wasn't aware he was doing so. His grip around Sunoo's shoulders was borderline crushing but nothing he couldn't handle for his baby.
Moving steadily now (albeit at a slow pace), the younger held onto Heeseung's waist, thumbing at his gently curving abs.
"Hyung is really pretty like this. You're handsome all the time but especially right now, letting me make us feel good." Groaning, he paused as he felt Heeseung's ass clench hard at the words, tongue wiggling against Sunoo as a few more tears fell. "Such a talented hyung, too. Deserving of a good time like this with your Ddeonu."
His own words made him speed up, causing a whine to come out of the elder. Neither of them was going to last long at this rate, with Heeseung's subspace and Sunoo's desperation to come seeing him like this. The lips that were puckered around his fingers looked like a pout.
Reaching down with the hand not resting on Heeseung's tongue, he began to stroke his hyung's messy dick in time with his rather fast thrusts, resulting in his arms tightening around him yet again with a sob, caging him in.
"Come-ah, shit-come when you're ready for your Ddeonu, hyungie," he said with a kiss to his sweaty forehead, bangs stuck in the way.
Only a few seconds later, Heeseung came hard, bucking his hips up as he did so in an effort to feel as much of Sunoo as he could, sobbing while Sunoo sped up his thrusts, losing all rhythm to rut into the elder, chasing his own release. Before Heeseung's high ended, Sunoo came, too, inside of his hyung with a broken moan.
Grinding for only a little while longer, he soon laid still on top of Heeseung, both enjoying the contact (the weight didn't crush him, it was rather welcomed). Fingers were still inside of him and the elder sucked gently on them while Sunoo's dick softened in his ass.
Allowing them to rest there for a few minutes, Sunoo soon propped himself up (Heeseung groaned as he shifted) and reached for wet wipes he had placed nearby earlier, finally pulling the digits from the older boy's mouth. He wiped off as much come as he could without moving much, not wanting to be glued together later, before throwing them to the foot of the bed to be dealt with tonight. All the while, Heeseung tiredly stared up at him, lips shiny and face nearly soaked (which the younger also gently wiped down), not wanting to sleep unless Sunoo was doing so with him.
Finished, Sunoo gently rolled them on their sides and hiked Heeseung's leg over his hip for comfort, trying not to get hard as some of his come escaped with a squelch even as his dick plugged it all in. He had learned rather quickly that Heeseung gets relentlessly clingy after sex to come out of subspace, and he particularly liked cockwarming because it's physically the closest they could possibly get. Sunoo loved it, especially when they took naps together.
Heeseung was pulled in tight, quickly nuzzling into his skin, sighing contently and wholeheartedly ready for a nappy nap. Sunoo, too, was exhausted, thankful that Jungwon knew to steer everyone clear if they were in hyung's room alone together so they could have privacy later on too. They would probably wake up just in time for dinner, but for now, they would happily sleep.
Kissing the head of the already-dozing Heeseungie, Sunoo drifted off too.
In the living room, Jay was blasting music on his headphones and praying that they would stop fucking soon so that he could get on with his life.