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Sion is happy, Yushi knows that much. Sion hasn’t stopped smiling since their manager told them they will be rooming together. Yushi feels a little shy looking at Sion’s giddy smile directed at him, the lingering touches the older gives him throughout the day, and how he clings to Yushi more. Sakuya even asks Sion if he’s alright, to which he replies never been better.
Sion is happy because they are rooming together. Silly hyung. Yushi would laugh at him if he didn’t feel the same way.
The walk back to their hotel room is silent but not uncomfortable, it never is between them. Sion’s hand brushes against his several times before the older finally links their pinkies together. Yushi hears the familiar beep as Sion taps their keycard, the older pulling him in by their interlocked fingers.
The cool air immediately hits Yushi as he steps inside, making him sigh in relief. Yushi reluctantly separates from Sion and throws himself onto the queen-size bed, groaning as the soft mattress hits his sore back. His eyes are closed, but he can hear Sion moving around the room before the bed dips under his weight.
“You’re not showering?” Sion cards his hand through Yushi’s sweaty hair. Yushi only has half a mind to push him away, choosing to melt into the touch instead.
“Hyung can shower first.” Yushi still has his eyes closed, but he can imagine the look on Sion’s face. A soft, gentle little thing that always makes him blush.
“Wanna shower with hyung?”
Yushi can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of him. He knows it won’t be a simple get-in-get-out shower. Especially when Yushi opens his eyes and sees the suggestive look in the older’s eyes.
They haven’t had any time to do anything more than very unromantic quickies that end too soon. Right now, they have all the time in the world. Until tomorrow morning, at least, when they’re back to being idols Yushi and Sion. Still, that’s a lot more than they could ever ask for.
Yushi’s hand finds Sion’s and squeezes. He bats his eyes in a way he knows drives Sion crazy. “Only if you wash my hair for me.”
Sion does not waste any time pulling them towards the bathroom. Taking off their clothes in between kissing is a little challenging, but it’s nothing they haven’t done before. Yushi shivers at the coldness against his bare skin. With Sion’s mouth still on Yushi’s, he runs his hands up and down his sides, warming Yushi up. And it feels nice, Yushi thinks, to be taken care of like this.
Sion clumsily adjusts the water and Yushi takes it as an opportunity to stare at him. His blonde hair is slightly bouncing around as the muscles on his back flexing with every move. His other one is holding Yushi’s. Huh. Yushi doesn’t even realize they’re holding hands. Sion hums happily when he finally gets the temperature right, muttering something about it being good for your soreness . Yushi thinks Sion is very cute.
“Hyung..”
“Hm?”
Yushi surges forward, capturing his mouth in a slow kiss. Sion makes a surprised noise in the back of his throat but welcomes it. Sion sticks to his promise of washing Yushi’s hair. Slender, gentle fingers massaging his scalp, before he washes his own. It feels a little silly, having to take turns under the shower, but Yushi gets to kiss Sion and feel him giggle on his lips, so Yushi doesn’t really mind.
The air shifts into something heavier as Sion’s hands travel down Yushi’s ass, skillfully kneading and squeezing the moans out of him. Yushi turns until he has his back against Sion, leaning on the cold tiles, his hips arching back towards Sion. The angle is a bit hard to navigate at first, but Sion still takes his time fingering Yushi open. One finger turns into two, two into three, leaving Yushi weak in the knees with every curl of his fingers.
“I’m ready,” Yushi chokes out. “I want you. Inside.”
When Sion pulls out, Yushi whines at the empty feeling. Sion kisses him before turning him the other way around, his chest flat against the glass door. Yushi follows, liking the way Sion handles him around. It’s a little slippery, but Sion’s hands on his hips keep him steady.
The stretch slightly burns when Sion finally pushes in. He can feel every inch of Sion’s cock against his walls, making his toes curl and his eyes roll to the back of his head. When Sion finally bottoms out, he gives Yushi time to adjust, peppering light kisses along his back.
After a few seconds, Yushi experimentally rolls his hips, making the both of them groan. Sion starts moving in a torturously slow motion, pulling all the way until his tip catches at Yushi’s rim and pushes back inside with force, hitting his prostate each time.
When Sion starts to move faster with more precision, he pulls Yushi’s back until he is flat on Sion’s chest. The new angle makes Sion feel longer and deeper inside him. One of Sion’s hands travels upward, his big hand covering Yushi’s whole neck before putting a gentle pressure on the sides. Yushi’s knees buckle at the sensation, Sion inside him and all over him.
“So pretty for hyung, hm?” Sion whispers in his ears. “Look to the front, Ushi-ya.”
Yushi tries to clear his mind enough to do as he’s told. The glass is a bit foggy from the shower, but he can see it. The shape of their bodies together on the bathroom mirror, moving in time with Sion’s thrusts. Yushi can see himself. The way Sion’s hand fits around his neck and how wrecked he looks, mouth falling open in pleasure. Yushi isn’t really a narcissist but he kind of gets why Sion likes seeing him like this so much.
Sion’s other hand finds Yushi’s leaking dick and Yushi trembles from pleasure. It only takes a few more strokes until Yushi comes with a cry, painting the clear glass and Sion’s hand with white. Sion follows immediately after, coming inside Yushi as he clenches down on him, milking him dry.
Yushi falls forward, leaning on the door with Sion on his back, breathing down his nape. For a few seconds, there’s only the sound of their breaths. Yushi thinks he’s never come that hard before.
“That was crazy,” Yushi laughs.
“Yeah?” Sion chuckles. “Yeah. God.”
With his skin still buzzing from his high, Sion carefully pulls out of him. Sion lets him cling to him for the rest of the shower, cleaning them both. Yushi comes again when Sion fingers his come out of him. Sion swallows his moans in a kiss. He lets Sion dry his hair after, nodding off to sleep several times in the process. After they’re both fully dry and clothed, Yushi comes out of the bathroom with shaky legs, relying on Sion’s arms.
They slip under the covers, cold feet touching each other. Sion is warm behind him, and Yushi can already feel his eyes growing heavier by the second. Except Sion keeps moving behind him, pulling Yushi back into consciousness. He’s rutting against Yushi until he feels it. There’s no way.
“Hyung, really? You’re hard again?” Yushi asks, equal parts in disbelief and amusement.
Sion groans into his neck, his movement slowing down. “Sorry. It’s been awhile.”
“You’re insane,” Yushi laughs.
“I just miss you,” Sion adds, sounding way too sweet for someone humping Yushi’s ass. Still, Yushi’s heart lurches and he can’t help the smile on his face.
“Miss you too, hyung.” Yushi turns around, kissing him square on the lips. Sion hums, satisfied with Yushi’s words. “But I’m too tired to move.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” Sion mutters, running his thumb along Yushi’s lower lip. “Let hyung do all the work.”
As if he hasn’t done all the work up until now, Yushi’s brain reminds him. But Sion likes this, taking care of him, and Yushi will not lie and say he doesn’t like being taken care of. Plus, who knows when they’ll have enough time to do this again.
So Yushi nods. “Okay. Do whatever you want to me, hyung.”
Even under the dim hotel lights, Yushi can see the way Sion’s eyes darken. “Careful. You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
Yushi shrugs. “Then show me.”
Sion is serious about not letting Yushi do anything. He takes their boxers off and throws them to the floor, immediately hovering over Yushi and pushing his legs open, bending him in half. Yushi is still loose from earlier, making the slide easy. The feeling will never get old for Yushi, letting himself surrender to the pleasure. Yushi’s face falls to the side, and Sion hums disapprovingly. His fingers gently bring Yushi’s face to look at him.
“Look at me,” Sion sounds breathless. “I didn’t get to see you properly earlier. Let me look at you.”
Yushi burns at Sion’s words but obliges, trying to keep eye contact even when his eyes flutter close from pleasure a few times. From his slow thrusts and his hold on Yushi’s hands, he can tell Sion isn’t rushing to chase for release, mostly wanting to be connected to Yushi.
Maybe it’s the gentleness in Sion’s eyes, maybe it’s the tiredness from the day, or maybe it’s just Sion and everything about how he makes Yushi feel. About how loved Yushi feels around him and how he takes care of him without asking anything in return.
“Beautiful, so beautiful, Ushi-ya.”
One last precise thrust on Yushi’s sensitive prostate and Yushi’s third orgasm of the night hits him. Sion fucks him through it, finally chasing his release while prolonging Yushi’s. It feels neverending, his whole body convulsing but nothing comes out of his cock anymore. Yushi almost feels like crying, but Sion is there, always so steady and grounding around Yushi as he comes inside him again.
“You’re so good to me, Ushi, so pretty.”
Yushi only hums, too tired to say anything. When Sion goes to pull out, Yushi whines and clenches down, making Sion groan. A dark, gravelly sound like he’s trying to keep himself from busting another nut.
“I have to clean you up.”
“No need. Just stay.”
“Let’s get comfortable, though, yeah?”
Yushi nods, letting Sion move them back to their initial position. Sion’s softening dick moves inside Yushi, making him whimper.
“Sorry, baby,” Sion apologizes, carefully lying down and pulling Yushi closer. Yushi can’t help but clench down, feeling so full and connected to Sion. “You’re gonna make me hard again.”
“What’s up with you?” Yushi’s shoulders shake from his laughter. Sion bites down in protest, not enough to break skin but enough for Yushi to whine out strings of apologies.
“I just really like you.”
Yushi preens at the confession. He knows, but it’s really nice to hear it again and again. Sion whispers an I love you on the back of his neck, and Yushi only manages to reply love you too before he’s out like a light.