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“I saw your photoshoot for Elle.” Younghoon comes to Sunwoo’s room one random night, late, after all the practices and lessons they had through the whole day. His hand swinging, clearly having the magazine copy for himself.
Sunwoo looks up from his phone, body glued to the bed like he’s one with it. His eyes squinting from the low light in his room, then he just shrugged, giving up to whatever Younghoon’s antics might be. “Yeah. So?”
Younghoon walks slowly, joining Sunwoo in his bed. His long limbs start to clinging into Sunwoo, caging him from behind while the younger still mindlessly scrolling on his phone.
“Hmm. Nothing. I think you look good.” Younghoon’s mumbled against Sunwoo’s shoulder, giving Sunwoo a slight shudder. The warm breath is welcomed.
“Thanks.”
“Too good, even. Baby, you look hot. May I know whose idea is it to put a lip ring and nose stud on you?”
“The stylists, obviously.”
“Hmm. They should get a raise for doing such a wonderful job.”
“Yeah, I think so too.”
A few minutes of silence. Sunwoo is still on his phone, not paying attention to his boyfriend who slowly caresses his bare skin. Hands under his t-shirt, squeezing his waist lightly. Going up and up until it reaches a particular spot.
“What exactly you’re trying to do?” Sunwoo notices. He swipes up on his phone and locks it, putting it away on the nightstand and tries to roll back, facing the older.
“I miss you.”
Oh. The realization hits Sunwoo.
His boyfriend is just horny gay, after all.
“I don’t think that’s the real reason.” Sunwoo tries to peel away his boyfriend and see his face. “We did a quick session this morning, if you forgot.”
Younghoon shrugs his shoulder. “What can I say? I love seeing you choke on my dick. The lip ring you wore for Elle… Oh God, what would it felt like against my dick? I wonder.”
Sunwoo raises his eyebrow. “So, you want me to use it this time? To feel that cold metal hitting your warn dick while I go down? Pervert.”
Younghoon chuckles. “You say that, but I can see you squirming from that idea. C’mon, baby, put on a show for me. After all, you’re a good boy, right?”
Sunwoo gulped. There’s no denying that he feels the familiar blood rush in his body. Fuck Younghoon for always knowing what button to push.
He nods then goes up to his dressing table, reaching up to the jewellery box and grab the lip ring. The same one he used for the photoshoot. He winces as he put it on his lips, feeling the cold.
He slowly walks back to Younghoon. His boyfriend splayed on the bed half naked, pants pooling on his ankle and hand playing with his own, teasing himself.
Sunwoo crawls on top of Younghoon until their face matches level. “I demand a kiss before.”
So Younghoon do just that. He dives deeply into the other’s mouth, focusing on the thick lips. His tongue plays with the lip ring, licking and biting it until Sunwoo gives up, opening his mouth for the older to freely exploring. Counting his squared little teeth. Poking his inside cheeks. Tongues fighting. Teeth crashing. Saliva drooling.
A messy kiss, just how Sunwoo likes it.
He pulls away after some time, panting hard and trying to get oxygen back into his lungs before pushing for one last kiss.
“God.. I think I can cum just from your kiss.” Sunwoo says, drawing a laugh from Younghoon. His dick is clearly hard now and leaking with pre-cum, tenting on his basketball shorts.
“Oh? My baby can cum untouched now?” Younghoon teases. “I guess we’ll have to see it if it’s true.”
“Oh, shut up.”
Sunwoo hides his blushing face by crawling down, kissing softly on the older’s chest, down to the stomach, and finally on a spot Younghoon yearns to be touched the most.
“Hyung, you’re leaking a lot too. Try not to come in my mouth, I need your dick to fuck me after.” Sunwoo’s mouth is dangerously close to Younghoon’s dick. The warm breath making the older squirm below him.
“I can do second round.” The older already sounds breathless and Sunwoo hasn’t even starting his magic yet.
“You never do that.”
“I can start today.”
“I’m warning you. Don’t come in my mouth.”
Sunwoo gives kitten licks around the mushroom head, slowly working his way deeper into the shaft. The metal slightly brushing Younghoon each time and it actually drives him crazy.
Soft moans leaving Younghoon’s mouth as the younger works on his dick, leaving praises and sweet words, worshiping it. It’s one of Younghoon’s weakness, and Sunwoo loves to abuse this knowledge against him.
Feeling enough with the warm up, he swallows Younghoon’s dick in one motion without warning, making the older curses. “Fuck! Sunwoo… Ah, ah.”
Sunwoo smiles at the older’s reaction. He stills for a few moments, waiting for Younghoon to stop trashing so he won’t accidently bite the dick, then continues after Younghoon seemingly calmed himself enough.
“God, you always know how to work with your mouth.” Younghoon praises him. “That’s right. Ah.. Yes, like that. You always look the prettiest like this. So pretty, so good for me. Using your mouth to please your hyung. Good boy.”
Younghoon places his hand on Sunwoo’s head, tugging the hair and forcing the younger to go deeper. The younger hums at the appreciation, sending electricity to Younghoon’s body.
He bobs his head up and down, skilfully hollowing his cheek to give a good squeeze, adding the pleasure for Younghoon.
Younghoon’s soft moans turn louder. He knows he’s close, so he roughly pulls Sunwoo from his dick, causing a loud pop and a string of saliva connecting them. The sight makes Younghoon almost burst.
“You warn me not to come in your mouth.” Younghoon sits up, hand reaching for Sunwoo’s mouth, licking the excess saliva until the younger is clean.
“You gross.” Sunwoo says after Younghoon finished cleaning him. “But it’s also hot.”
Younghoon gives him one more peck on the lips.
“Your turn. Do you want me to eat you out first?”
Sunwoo shakes his head. “As much as I want that,” he glances at the clock, “We don’t have time for it. Just fuck me.”
Younghoon nods. “Next time, then. I’ll wear that lip ring and eat you out, letting you know how it feels. Bet it’s amazing on the ass too.”
Sunwoo hides his face. Really, dirty talk like this always makes him shy. How did his sweet, tall boyfriend say these words swiftly to him?
“On your position.” Younghoon orders, and Sunwoo immediately complies.
He crawls back up to the bed, shoving the pillows underneath him for support before throwing his t-shirt and shorts on the floor quickly. Legs widen instinctively, showing his glory.
“Cute.”
Younghoon reaches to the first drawer in the nightstand, knowing exactly where the lube and condom Sunwoo put it in. He stands up, peeling off his annoyingly sticky clothes on him. The cold temperature in Sunwoo’s room makes him shiver.
He pours a generous amount of lube on his hands, warming it before slicking Sunwoo’s hole. A little act that Sunwoo always appreciates, though he never says it out loud.
“Do you think you’re still loose from this morning?” Younghoon pushes two finger in easily, confirming how loose it is.
Soft moans falling out from Sunwoo’s mouth. “I… I think I still need prep.”
“Hmm.” Younghoon hums. “My baby is so tight, one quick fuck in the morning just won’t do to make you loose? Is that it?”
Sunwoo grabs on the sheet a little harder, trying to keep himself steady. “S-sorry…”
“No need to be sorry. It’s my fault for not fucking you enough.” Younghoon kneads Sunwoo’s ass with his free hand, while adding a third finger.
The room is silence except for Sunwoo’s panting and the slick of lube against the skin. He experimentally adds a fourth fingers, drawing a loud scream for Sunwoo. The older expertly opening him, fingers intentionally not reaching for Sunwoo’s bundle of nerves, making him frustrated and starts pushing back against Younghoon’s fingers.
“Fuck… Hyung. Deeper! Please.”
Younghoon chuckles. He thrusts his fingers a few times before pushing it to the place Sunwoo wanted the most and stills there, giving it a constant pressure.
“Hyung! Hyung! Fuck!” The familiar tight feeling in his stomach pooling his gut, he can feel it. “C-close…”
“Does my baby want to cum now? Or later on my dick? Choose.”
“Later… Please, please. Don’t want to cum now.”
Younghoon pulls out his fingers, leaving Sunwoo’s hole gaping for nothing. The younger whines at the loss, desperate as he lost his high but feeling relief at the same time.
Younghoon lets the younger calm down, caressing him softly, singing praises and the encouragement.
“Better?”
Sunwoo nods. “I can go now.”
Younghoon kisses him, showering Sunwoo with all the love exploding in his heart right now. “You know I love you so much, right?”
“I love you too.”
Younghoon grabs the condom and rolls it on himself, hissing when he pour the cold lube on himself, stroking his member a few times to bring it back to life then positions himself above Sunwoo.
“I’m pushing it in.”
He moves slowly, inch by inch, all while kissing Sunwoo to distract the younger from the burn. Finger softly making figures on Sunwoo’s waist, soothing him.
He stills for a few minutes after burying all of himself, enjoying the warmth provided by Sunwoo’s hole, collecting his thought so he won’t come early while letting Sunwoo to adjust.
“Move now. Please.” Sunwoo bucks his hips weakly.
“As my baby wish.”
Younghoon starts moving experimentally, looking closely at Sunwoo’s face to see if he has the slightest hint of pain, but seeing Sunwoo’s blissful expression makes him drown in lust even more.
He sets a fast pace, thrusting fast and deep into Sunwoo, knowing it is exactly what Sunwoo likes. Sunwoo likes to be fucked into oblivion. He likes the feeling of his inside shaping around his boyfriend’s dick. He likes to be fucked stupid, until his eyes roll back and his mouth can’t close. Until he can’t make up a coherent word and going into a subspace in his head.
In which, Younghoon can provide it all to him.
Sunwoo can’t think of anything else except for how good and thoroughly Younghoon is fucking him, reaching all the places inside of him that never seen the sun.
Younghoon may not the biggest dick he has ever taken, but he clearly knows how to use it. And Sunwoo is very thankful.
The loud moans leaving his lips can’t be stopped. If anyone is still awake in the dorm, they would clearly hear and know what’s going on. They would know that Sunwoo is being fucked good, and that thought sends him further into the heaven.
“H-hyung… I’m close.”
“Yeah? Does my baby want to come?”
Sunwoo doesn’t believe himself to speak another word, so he only nods.
“You said before you can come untouched. C’mon, this is your chance. I’m giving you permission.”
Younghoon thrusting into Sunwoo impossibly harder. The bed creaks under them. Sunwoo screams at the change of pace.
“No… N-no. I can’t. Please. Please please please…. Hyung. Your hand. Please..”
Sunwoo bites his lips hard. His hands are above him, with Younghoon’s hand pining him so he can’t use his own. He badly needs to come. He’s so close, yet he just can’t tumble over his high. His dick is painfully hard and in pain, red and slick with so much pre-cum coming out. He keeps chanting please to Younghoon, hoping that the older would just touch him and let him have his orgasm.
“C’mon. I know my baby can do it.” Younghoon keeps on thrusting, hitting Sunwoo’s prostate again and again, making the younger scream and tears flowing down his face.
“No… Can’t. Hyung, please!” Sunwoo sobs loudly, His whole body caught on fire, his muscles sore, and his mouth salty from the tears. He needs to come now.
“Be a good boy and come untouched for your hyung? I know you can do it, baby. C’mon, show hyung how much of a good boy you are. Come. Now.”
Sunwoo trashes hard on the bed, vision blacking as he comes hard. Ropes of cum spurting out between two bodies. Younghoon lets go of Sunwoo’s hands and milking him, the sudden delicious pressure on his dick after being untouched for so long leaves him breathless.
Younghoon thrusts into him a few times before stilling deep, filling up the condom with his come. Sunwoo whines from the sensation of hotness, feeling oversensitive after his high.
He pulls out slowly, trying not to make Sunwoo startled even more, then goes up to throw the condom to the trash bin and grabs a few tissues before going back to Sunwoo.
He cleans Sunwoo quietly. The younger hums in appreciation as he’s too tired to even more a finger.
After he’s done cleaning up and making sure they both drink water, he slips back to bed, spooning Sunwoo as the younger slowly drifts away to the dreamland.
“You okay? It wasn’t too much, right?”
Sunwoo only mumbling his reply. “Maybe a little. But I enjoyed it too. Didn’t know I could actually come untouched.”
Younghoon laughs. “We should explore that further next time.”
Next time can be Sunwoo’s least worry right now. He huffs, turning his body as he faces Younghoon, burying himself into the neck and enjoying the warmth of the older as he sleep deeply tonight.