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“Ah, Jay, love, you feel so good.”
Jay flushed bright red at Jake’s words as he pushed back onto the younger’s cock again and again, his hands fisting the bedsheets as whimpers and moans slipped out of his mouth. He would deny it till the day he died but Jake’s accent was so hot.
Jake was gripping his hips so hard he was bound to leave angry red marks on his tanned skin — marks that Jay would savour as a reminder of the night and marks that turn Jake absolutely feral if he catches sight of it in the day — as he fucked Jay.
“I — I’m close.” Jay managed out, the pleasure coiling and threatening to explode as Jake slammed unforgivingly into him.
Sex with Jake was always fast and hard; the way Jake would strip him in seconds and then finger him senseless, making him come once before manhandling him onto his arms and knees, and mount him like the dog fans like to liken him to, forcing his body against Jay as he thrust inside until Jay had no choice but to submit and moan like a bitch in heat.
Jay loved every second of it.
“Oh, Jake, Jake, Jake —“ Jay was half gone with pleasure, Jake’s name almost a chant that increased in volume. The mature part of him knew he had to be quiet; they had a long day of practice and half of the group was probably knocked out in their beds, exhausted. The worst thing that could happen was for Ni-ki to stumble into their room, wanting to complain about the noise but finding his Jay hyung impaled on his Jake hyung’s cock.
In fact, Jay was initially going to sleep too until he made the fatal mistake of letting Jake slip into bed with him. The younger boy had insisted that he only wanted cuddles and Jay couldn’t resist those damn puppy eyes. One thing led to another before Jay knew it, he was on his back making out messily with Jake, their pyjama pants pushed down to their ankles and their tops tossed somewhere on the floor.
They weren’t exactly in a relationship but they were obviously not just friends or bandmates. They were just in a comfortable, unspoken relationship where they both took what they wanted from each other. It was the same arrangement with Heeseung and Sunghoon but by virtue of sharing the same room as him, Jay often turned to Jake when he had… well, needs .
Jake reached over to wrap his hand around Jay’s weeping cock and Jay nearly came on the spot, the touch electrifying after he hadn’t been touched for so long. Heeseung would have made him beg and call him oppa or sir or whatever latest kink he had before touching him, but Sunghoon was worse — he would have made Jay come on his own without touching his cock because he was an insufferable asshole like that but underneath all the roughness, Jake was sweet, sweet to jerk him off in time to his thrusts.
“That’s right, you feel so good on my cock,” Jake praised in a low voice, his hand jerking Jay off as the other boy moaned shamelessly. God, he hoped the younger boys were dead asleep. “You want to come on my cock, don’t you? Come on, come on, Jay, love, come for me —“
The combined pleasure proved too much for Jay and with a gasp of Jake’s name, Jay came spilling all over Jake’s hand and onto the bed sheets, ruining it. Jay’s walls clenched beautifully around Jake’s cock, his warm heat nearly making him come. Jake wiped his hand on Jay’s ass, marvelling at its plumpness for a second, before pulling him upright and fucking him hard. Jake was close, teetering on the edge as he hammered into Jay.
Despite coming so hard, Jay let Jake chase after his own high even as he writhed underneath him from the overstimulation. It was almost too much and Jay was ninety nine percent sure that he was going to regret indulging in Jake’s horny whims the next morning (thank God that they had a free day and he could spend it in bed).
“Fuck, Jay,” Jake groaned out as his hips continued thrusting. No matter how many times Jay got fucked, he still felt impossibly tight and Jake relished the sensation of being inside him. Nonsense stumbled out of his lips. “You’re so tight. How are you still so tight? Fuck, haven’t you been fucked enough? So tight, love, so tight for me—“
Below him, Jay made a noise of encouragement as he clenched around Jake, knowing that he was going to come whenever he starts babbling. Grunting, Jake slammed into him again and again before finally letting himself go.
“Jay, fuck…” Jake spilled into his roommate’s tight heat, his eyes closing instinctively before he all but collapsed on top of him. He turned his head to the side, cursing and swearing into Jay’s ear.
“Jake!” Jay protested half heartedly, turning his head to shoot him a glare at the sudden deadweight.
“You’re so good to me, love,” Jake mumbled instead, pressing a wet kiss on Jay’s cheek and politely pretending to ignore the way Jay preened at the praise. Jay liked to act like he didn’t care but deep down, he just wanted to please people and wanted more to be acknowledged.
The two of them took a moment, Jay cockwarming Jake, before Jay finally couldn’t withstand the awkward position and wetness of the sheets. He started squirming and Jake took one last second to enjoy Jay’s perfect little hole before reluctantly pulling out of him. The resultant sight of his cum seeped out of Jay nearly made Jake want to go for a second round, his cock twitching in interest, but Jay shoved him off quickly, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
“You’re an insatiable horny dog,” Jay scolded the moment he turned around, staring accusingly at Jake’s dick which only hardened even more at that.
Down boy.
Jay got to his feet, wobbling ever so slightly, and Jake felt a sense of pride at having fucked Jay so well that he nearly couldn’t stand properly. There were smears of cum between his legs.
“Only for you, love,” Jake cooed, throwing himself at Jay and planting kisses on the older boy’s face. How was Jake not supposed to feel turned on when Jay still had his cum leaking out of his hole and staining his thighs?
“Insatiable,” Jay hissed even as he let Jake grope his ass. Then he whimpered angrily when Jake teased at his sensitive hole and Jake grinned.
They ended up fucking again in the bathroom, Jake bending Jay over the bathroom counter as he took his own sweet time making both of them feel good with long, deep thrusts. This time, Jake pulled out and came onto Jay’s back, the pearlescent fluid striking against his tanned skin.
By the time they returned to their bedroom, it was close to two in the morning but Jay still insisted on stripping his bedsheets and putting it in the laundry and Jake listened — it was the least he could do after Jay gave him two mind blowing orgasms.
Jake returned from the laundry room to find Jay in bed, not bothering to change to new sheets, under the blanket. Again, Jake found himself making his way to Jay’s bed and slipping behind him.
“Cuddles?” The Australian boy asked even though he was already twisting his around Jay’s waist, so confident that he wouldn’t decline.
Jay groaned in faux annoyance. “This was literally how we started fucking earlier.”
Jake burrowed his face into Jay’s neck, taking in his familiar scent. They didn’t wash their hair because it was too late in the night to blow dry it so there was still the faintest after sex smell. Jake wanted to bottle it up and sniff it like it was a drug.
“I’m impressed that you think I can go again but no, I meant cuddles for real,” Jake promised, squeezing Jay’s stomach.
“Good.” Jay pushed himself back onto Jake, chest to back and his ass on his crotch as if that was the only confirmation he needed.
“Love, don’t do that,” Jake whined, feeling the slight stir of arousal in his belly even as sleep threatened to take over. Damn his ass. Maybe I could really do a third round.
Jay didn’t respond but Jake could see the tips of his ears turn pink as he shifted his arms. There was a flash of bright yellow and Jake realised that Jay was hugging something.
“Is that the giant Pikachu Pokémon gifted you?” Jake asked, shifting his body to peer over Jay’s shoulder. It was and Jake wasn’t sure how he missed it earlier when it was so fucking big and yellow. He remember playfully using it as a punching bag when it first arrived until Jay slapped his hands away.
“Yeah, I finally remembered to take it from the car,” Jay sleepily replied, the day and night activities taking their toll on him. “It’s a great toy to hug.”
It was ridiculous but Jake felt that the pitch black eyes of the Pikachu stuffed toy were too much, almost as if looking into his soul. And the size! Isn’t it too big? Why would Jay need it when he already has Jake in his bed? No, wait, was he seriously complaining about a toy?
Shaking his head, Jake lowered himself down to the bed, hiding behind Jay’s head and keeping the Pikachu out of his sight. “Yeah, great toy to hug.”
No round three tonight, that’s for sure.