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Very early in the morning— it was 3 AM, everyone was busy preparing to go to ISAC, while there were two boys still busy on their own.
One kneeling in front of the other, taking his length to his mouth, stroking it as fast as he could as they were running out of time.
"Yu– Yuma hyung– faster, please, I'm close–"
"Hey? Who's in the bathroom?"
Just enough for the other boy to get his release, yet he should held it back because of a knock on the door.
He bit his lower lip, struggling to keep his moans as the one kneeling was still moving his head back and forth.
"I– ah– Maki! Maki's here!"
He covered his mouth with his hand afterward, couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Okay! Just wanna say hurry up, or we're gonna be late!"
The boy can only nod, knowing that the man from the outside can't see it.
"Yuma hyung–" His voice was low, more like choked.
He dropped down after not hearing any noises from the outside, grabbed the said boy's shoulder, and put half of his weight on him.
Yuma looked up, maintaining eye contact with him. Maki could see that the boy under him started to slow down the pace on purpose, the corner of his lips slightly curled up, which means he's smiling, even though it's not very visible.
"Yuma hyung…" He whined, begged.
The corner of his lips curled up even more, now the smile is visible. He shook his head, wanting Maki to beg again, more properly.
"Please… Yuma hyung… The time…"
If he didn't say anything about the time, Yuma would probably still edging him to death. He quickened the pace at last, suck it so deep, deeper than ever.
Maki gasped, his legs became wobbly. Yuma held him tight by his thighs, worried about how he could do the relay race after this.
He then pulled back as soon as he noticed the erection getting bigger, the younger boy became so close. He switched it to his hand, stroked the length in front of his open mouth, all while still maintaining eye contact with him.
Maki closed his eyes, couldn't look at Yuma's defiant eyes for another second. He came close after that, bursting into the older boy's mouth and face.
He panted, finally opened his eyes, just to see Yuma's messy face; cum spreading along his face down to his jaw, mostly on his lips. Yuma playfully took Maki's length inside his mouth again, scraping up until the last drop.
He stood up, making Maki eventually stand back up to his place. He scooped all the cum on his face with his fingers, then brought it to his mouth, intentionally moving his fingers in and out of his mouth. Everything he did in front of the boy's face had to make sure he watched it.
And of course, Maki watched every bit of it, without words coming out of his mouth, yet he choked on his own saliva.
The older boy was done doing whatever he was doing before. He went to wash his face, then went back to Maki, who still had no idea what was going on from the start.
"So… What was all that for?" He finally asked.
"I just wanted to, or you can take that as a good luck charm,"
"For…?"
"Your relay race, Dummy."
Maki's mouth was wide open, "Did you do this to all the members doing the relay?"
"Nope, only you. I can do that too, though, if I have the time." Yuma laughed.
"Now, finish your shower, I'll go before anyone interrupts us again and we get scolded." He caressed Maki's cheek, then walked to the door.
"No kiss? Even for a goodbye kiss?" The younger boy pouted.
Yuma laughed, hearing that. He went back to him again, pulled Maki in for a kiss that lasted for a minute before he pulled back.
"Good luck with your race, Maki. I'll give you another one, even better, if you win." He stole a kiss for the last time as he patted the boy's chest, then left after he made sure no one was around.
Maki smiled, suddenly gaining more energy as if the good luck charm really did something for him.