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Jisung unbuttoned his jacket with difficulty, almost breaking the zipper on it. His body had heated up to an unbearable temperature and all he needed was to get all those clothes off of him. But that wasn't as simple as it seemed, it wasn't when he had his lips busy intensely kissing the blonde's and his hands that wanted to touch all that pale skin that drove him crazy.
Rehearsal had ended half an hour ago, which Christopher had used to practice the new steps they had learned. And what better way to learn than with his cute boyfriend. Despite the hesitation in his moves, Christopher had to admit that he had another reason why he needed Jisung.
"Couldn't you wait until we get home, honey?" Jisung asked on purpose because he already knew the answer and he was sure that the whole group had seen the leader's erection while they practiced the new choreography in front of the mirror.
And that was not typical of Christopher, far from it. It had been a surprise both for himself and for Jisung, who blushed with embarrassment at the discomfort. But Han Jisung wasn't a saint either and didn't hesitate to play along with his boy.
"Are you seriously asking me that?"
The brunette groaned when Christopher began to lick and bite his neck and smiled at the desperation in his voice. If Christopher needed help, Jisung would give it to him without a second thought.
He had been so attached to the blond during the rehearsal and after this that, when he moved his hips on him, with the cheap excuse of teaching him a step, the older one grabbed him by the waist, breaking the choreography to bring him to his lips and kiss him with suddenness. It was at that moment that the clothes began to be left over.
Jisung stuck his hand inside the blonde's shorts, hearing him groan as he circled around and started pumping him. All of his being was lost in Christopher and in his eyes, which shot flames, sending a current of heat into his body that begged to be filled. In a fit of lust, Jisung sloppily pulled off his black hoodie and wasted no time going downstairs to lick the sweat off his ripped abs that he liked so much to show off. Jisung's hot mouth moved to his pelvis, where he took all the time in the world to get on Christopher's nerves, who had to release his erection on his own and sneak it inside Jisung´s mouth. Jisung was not bothered, quite the opposite, he sucked on it fervently, sucking hard on the entire Christopher phallus and sending chills through his entire body as he felt the vibrations that Jisung produced as a result of enjoying it as if it were his favorite candy.
Christopher knelt on the floor with him, pulling his pants down and squeezing Jisung's butt with both hands as Jisung turned and got on all fours, his back to Christopher, but in front of his was the mirror. The eldest benefited from that position as it gave him a full view of the rapper's beautiful body.
Christopher lubricated his fingers and carefully inserted one into Jisung, who groaned and winced when he felt it move. With his other hand, the blond jerked off imagining how good he would fuck Jisung when he was ready.
Jisung was filled with three fingers, giving him the addictive sensation of something bigger and harder like Christopher's dick.
The leader took his hands off the ground and hugged him, caressing his entire torso, and stimulating his nipples.
"Do you want to know what I'm going to do to you?"
Jisung's skin prickled at Christopher's low tone and he nodded feeling his member grow a little more.
"I'm going to fuck you from behind while you look in the mirror and see how much you love giving yourself to me."
He released Jisung, who fell into his hands, ready to be penetrated by the older one. Christopher moved into him, observing the symptoms in Jisung's body: his muscles tensed and his mouth fell open, but no sound came out. He couldn't help but move his hips slowly, opening Jisung's tight entrance a little more. He dropped his head at Christopher's quick movements.
“You feel so good. You're my favorite, Jisung...”
Jisung smiled when he heard it since he always joked about it. Nobody knew what he did with Christopher at night, when no one saw them or when they disappeared for a long time. Therefore, no one understood why Jisung was so obsessed with letting all of his teammates know that the leader favored him.
Thus, pleasing Christopher, the younger raised his head and looked into Christopher's eyes in the mirror, noting for the first time how attractive he looked ramming him from behind. Unconsciously, he began to penetrate himself pulling his body back. Jisung did not want speed, he was looking for depth, so he arched in such a way that Christopher came to touch that point that make him tremble and reach climax. The leader took him by the hair by force, making him arch as much as he could, but in order to see his face in the mirror. And so, he did, Jisung's contractions were better than any type of sexual stimulation he had ever had, not for nothing was he, his favorite.
Jisung turned around and helped Christopher finish with kisses on the neck as Christopher quickly moved his hand and touched the inside of Jisung's thighs. Christopher loved every part, every inch of Jisung's body, although he had to admit that those legs and his narrow waist were his biggest weakness.
"Seriously speaking," Jisung told him with messy hair and sweaty body, "you could have waited until you got home. Or am I to suspect you have a new fetish for mirrors?”
"In part, yes, you discovered me," Jisung smiled showing his teeth and Christopher couldn't help but hug him, "but you also have one." Jisung looked away, playing distracted even though Christopher knew how much he liked, at least that doggy position.
“The good thing about your fetish and that position is that we were able to combine them and enjoy both.” Christopher added.
"You're right, I'd even repeat it if we didn't have work to do." Jisung mentioned thinking about the unfinished songs.
They dressed and went to the exit to wait for the vehicle that would take them to their address with the others.
Jisung moved his leg nervously, glancing sideways at Christopher, who kept fiddling with the lace on his jacket.
"I was thinking…" Christopher began.
“Yes”
“I wasn't kidding about the mirrors.”
“I didn't do it with the position either.”
The two kept silent.
“And yes... ?”
"...Shall we cancel the ride home?"
They both ran up the stairs and corridors of their company building, while Christopher took Jisung by the hand, trying not to trip as he was writing the message to his production team that he would stay a while longer to "rehearse the choreography". ".
It didn't take long for them to lock the door and take off their clothes again. Their time was long over, and unfortunately, the next group would have to wait outside for several more minutes to use the rehearsal room...