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Usually every weekend everyone tries their hardest to be available for movie night. They all get to gather around and watch either the newest movie that’s all the rave or a classic favorite they all enjoy. It’s nice to be able to step away from working hard at the office all week long.
This week, it was Soonyoung’s week to set up and host movie night. Anytime he has to host, something always goes wrong. Last month, he literally forgot to buy snacks, drinks, and didn’t even provide any sort of blankets or pillows for them. They had to post-pone watching the moving for an entire two hours because they had to get that sorted out. It’s not like anyone minds though, they all enjoy bickering with one another about dumb things anyhow.
“Did you get everything this time?” Seungkwan sassed, looking at Soonyoung who was innocently sitting on the couch.
“Yes! Well… Kind of..” Soonyoung avoided eye contact, leaning back.
“He got a new couch that only fits three people. No extra chairs, no extra anything. So someone has to sit on the floor.” Seokmin sighed, taking a seat next to Soonyoung. He playfully tossed some popcorn at him for getting such a dumb couch.
“I’ll sit on the floor,” Hansol shrugged, “especially considering two of you are already claiming your spots on the couch.”
Seungkwan wiped the invisible sweat off of his eyebrow, lightly giggling after, “really thought I was gonna have to sit on the floor.”
Everyone got settled into their spots, Seungkwan sitting in between Soonyoung and Seokmin and Hansol sitting on the floor by the arm of the couch. Seungkwan slightly pouted, not liking the fact that Hansol was so far away from them. He reached over and yanked his arm, motioning him to sit closer. Hansol furrowed his eyebrows but obliged, scooting closer to the bunch.
“Hansol why are you so- ah just sit here.” Seungkwan shook his head, pointing at the space in between his legs.
What?
Hansol tilted his head to the side, his cheeks feeling a bit warmer than they did before. Sit… in between his thighs? In front of Seokmin and Soonyoung?
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It was a pretty big secret that Seungkwan and Hansol are a thing. It only happened a month ago and truthfully, neither of them even remember how it started. Things just got a bit too handsy one day and the line was crossed. Ever since, the dynamic between the two of them changed. They felt more comfortable sharing intimate details about themselves to one another or testing said interests with each other.
“What do you like about me the most?” Seungkwan asked, looking over at Hansol who was rearranging his pantry.
“Your thighs.” Hansol responded with zero hesitation. He scrunched his face, when the hell did he buy lima beans?
Seungkwan’s face lit up pink, now looking away from Hansol’s direction, “really..?”
“Yeah I mean, how can I not? They’re so fucking beautiful I wish my head was between them at all times,” Hansol hummed, tossing the lima beans into a bag with other unopened items.
“Oh..? Well.. Good to know..” Seungkwan bit his lip, scheming.
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The movie had started and this week Soonyoung had chose one of their favorites, White Chicks. Already ten minutes in and Seokmin is repeating every line that he thinks is hilarious. Usually, this would get a chuckle out of Hansol considering Seokmin does this with every movie they’ve watched more than twice but it was different this time. All he could think about was how his head was mere inches away from both of Seungkwan’s thighs. He could faintly smell the vanilla lotion Seungkwan always uses and it’s all he could focus on. His eyes were dead set on the TV but he couldn’t tell you what the hell they were even watching.
No one seemed to take notice though, Seokmin and Soonyoung bouncing jokes off one another and Seungkwan telling them to shut up. The few moments of silence between them being broken when Seungkwan pops in with a joke of his own, the three erupting in laughter. Seungkwan continued to laugh while his hands instinctively went to mess with Hansol’s hair. He loved the way his short hairs would feel between his fingers.
Hansol gained his conscious, blinking excessively to really ground himself into reality. He attempted to move out of the space he was in only for Seungkwan to squeeze his thighs against his head. Not too hard, but just enough pressure to make him stay in place. Hansol felt his entire body and mind go numb. He’s really doing this.. Now?
Hansol swallowed. Hard. He squeezed his eyes shut to try and get his cogs moving once again but once he opened his eyes he couldn’t focus on anything but Seungkwan’s warm thighs against the sides of his head. It didn’t help the fact that his jeans all of a sudden felt uncomfortable around his crotch.
“Blanket. Do you have a blanket?” Hansol said, not looking at anyone with his gaze still fixed on the TV.
“Huh? Oh! There’s one in my bedroom I just didn’t feel like bringing it down.” Soonyoung glanced down at Hansol, seeing him being squished by Seungkwan’s thighs. Soonyoung playfully punched Seungkwan, “You’re gonna kill him! No wonder why he didn’t want to sit in front of you!”
“Wha- Oh! I didn’t even realize!” Seungkwan fake gasped, the grip his thighs had on Hansol’s head being released.
Immediately Hansol stood up and rushed up the stairs to Soonyoungs bedroom. Seungkwan watched Hansol scramble up the stairs, giggling to himself. Seokmin and Soonyoung were practically clueless, talking amongst one another on if Hansol is okay or not. Seungkwan waved off their concerns, telling them not to worry.
“I’ll go check on him if it makes you feel better.” Seungkwan looked at the two of them.
“Please do, he almost looked like he was sick.. We can pause the movie too.” Soonyoung cooed, grabbing the remote to gesture he can pause it.
“No you guys enjoy the movie, i’m sure me and Hansol will know what’s happened while we were gone.” Seungkwan smiled as he stood up.
Soonyoung and Seokmin nodded as they watched Seungkwan walk up the stairs, immediately falling back into the movie on the screen. Seungkwan opened the door to Soonyoungs room, finding Hansol scavenging around for a blanket.
“Hansol.”
His eyes widened as he looked back at the door, watching Seungkwan make his way into the room and shut the door behind him. Hansol stood up straight, facing the opposite direction of Seungkwan.
“What’s wrong?” Seungkwan asked, his tone seemingly concerned but Hansol knew it was just a game to him.
“I think you know.” Hansol messed with his hands, his back still facing Seungkwan.
“Oh but I really don’t.” Seungkwan pouted, stepping closer to him.
Hansol turned around, now facing Seungkwan, “oh but you really do.”
Seungkwan smirked sheepishly, getting close enough to wrap his arms around Hansol’s neck, “I thought you would like it though?”
“I did, you know I did. Why the hell do you think I ran up here? Do you think I want to announce to Soonyoung and Seokmin that being squished between your thighs is a big turn on for me?” Hansol cocked his head to the side, glancing at Seungkwan’s lips for a moment before locking eyes with him.
Seungkwan just giggled, stepping closer to the boy. “It is? I never knew that..” He wrapped his arms around Hansol’s neck, looking at him with big doe eyes.
Hansol could hardly hold back anymore, gripping onto Seungkwan’s waist as he crashed his lips onto the others. He backed Seungkwan up against the wall, the black haired boy whining into Hansol’s mouth as the thump echoed in the room. Their kiss was nothing but heat and passion. Hansol darted his tongue into Seungkwan’s inviting mouth as one of his hands trailed up the other’s shirt. Seungkwan found himself leaning into the touch, craving more of it as he let the younger take control.
Hansol trailed his hot kisses down Seungkwan’s jawline and neck, his hand fully pressed against Seungkwan’s abdomen. “you’re annoying” Hansol mumbled as he bit a spot on the others neck he knew would be hard to cover up.
“Not even. It’s not my fault you can’t keep it in your pants ddollie.” Seungkwan sassed, tilting his head to the side to let Hansol explore his neck properly.
Hansol laughed, pulling away from Seungkwan and creating just a small gap of space between the two. “Oh it’s my fault now?”
Seungkwan pouted at the loss of contact, almost wanting to follow the younger so he was still in his warm embrace but decided against it. “Well.. yes!”
“Hm” Was all Hansol said before he got onto his knees in front of him. His hand rode up Seungkwan’s shorts, biting his lip at the contact of the warm flesh.
Without warning he pulled off Seungkwan’s shorts, letting them pool at his ankles. He squished his cheek against the firm thigh, humming at the contact. Before Seungkwan could even muster up a word, Hansol latched his lips onto his inner thigh, kissing and sucking on the exposed skin.
Seungkwan gasped and let out a pitchy moan, immediately covering his mouth. His free hand went to Hansol’s head to attempt to move him away but he was a brick wall. He smacked the top of his head a couple of times to try and get his attention which only gave him a view that made his knees feel like they were going to buckle.
Hansol looked up at him with a gaze of hunger, something new Seungkwan hadn’t seen before. Without breaking eye contact the younger continued to leave all sorts of marks on his thighs, now moving more towards the front of them. His hand creeped up the thigh he wasn’t marking up, finding its way to Seungkwan’s bulge. The older flinched, instinctively squeezing his thighs together which just made Hansol’s mind spin once he felt his head being squished by the large quads.
“Ddollie you can’t— were— ah fuck..” Seungkwan was searching for words but truly couldn’t find them. He started a game he knew Hansol would end up winning.
“Want me to stop?” Hansol pressed a gentle kiss against a new mark he made, nose nuzzling against his thigh.
“No.” Seungkwan said maybe a bit too quickly, earning a chuckle from the boy on his knees. “This is insane. You’re insane.”
“Me?” Hansol scoffed. He reluctantly pulled his head away from Seungkwan’s thighs, his hands immediately find their way to knead the flesh. “So squishing my face between your thighs in front of our friends isn’t insane but being in our friends room alone while i kiss your thighs is?”
Seungkwan pouted, crossing his arms and turning his head to the side so he didn’t have to look at Hansol, “well when you put it like that...”
Hansol playfully rolled his eyes as he helped Seungkwan step out of his shorts before he stood up. He gave the older a quick kiss before grabbing onto his wrist and leading him to the bed in the middle of the room. He helped Seungkwan sit upright, him furrowing his eyebrows at Hansol. “What?”
“This isn’t your apartment. Not my apartment either.” Seungkwan crossed his arms once again.
“Yeah, don’t make a mess.” Hansol shut the boy up by kissing him, this time a lot slower than their first initial kiss. Seungkwan always loved when Hansol kissed him like this, like they have all the time in the world. Seungkwan put his hand on the nape of Hansol’s neck as he felt him make his way onto the bed inbetween his legs. Hansol pulled away from the kiss but Seungkwan chased after him, starting it back up again. The younger laughed at his eagerness, kissing him back.
Seungkwan pulled away when he was somewhat satisfied with their kiss, mumbling something about how good Hansol is at kissing him. He left a kiss on Seungkwan’s slightly rosy cheek, simultaneously pulling off his boxers and tossing them off to the side to be forgotten about. Seungkwan’s cock stood up proud, precum already leaking out of it.
Hansol adjusted himself so that his face was once again inbetween the others legs. He wasted no time, starting to kiss on the thigh he hadn’t marked up yet. He bit and sucked on the soft skin, making sure to leave all sorts of purple and red markings on every inch of the other’s thigh. Hansol bit on a particular spot of his inner thigh, causing the older to squeeze his thighs together and let out a moan. Hansol smirked against the skin, his tongue soothing the bite just before he sucked on that area. His hand snaked up to his cock, pumping it a few times.
Seungkwan gasped, covering his mouth as he moaned at the sudden contact. He squeezed his thighs together harder, almost now concerned on how tightly he’s squeezing Hansol’s head. That concern washed away when he heard Hansol let out a whiny moan of his own against his warm skin. The one thing Seungkwan loved about Hansol is he was never afraid to be a bit whiny. Constantly hearing animalistic groans and grunts was frustrating to Seungkwan whenever he would hook up with others. It’s okay to let go and be a bit whiny, needy even especially when they are such delicious noises.
Hansol took his hand off of Seungkwan’s cock, looking up just to watch it bob angrily. He bit his lip as he put his hands on both of Seungkwan’s knees, making him open his legs. Seungkwan furrowed his eyebrows, what happened to wanting to be squished by his thighs? He was about to say something before Hansol’s hands swiftly moved to his hips to pull him down a bit. Before he could even think Hansol’s head disappeared between his legs, jolting forward as he felt a sudden warmth and wetness at his entrance.
Seungkwan looked around hurriedly to see if he could find something to cover his mouth with. There was no way he could trust his hand. His attempt in finding something nearby failed as Hansol’s tongue pushed into the tight ring of muscle. Seungkwan let out a moan as he squeezed his thighs together, earning another whiny moan from the other. Hansol kept one hand on the olders thigh, it splayed out on the inner side of it as he pushed it out just slightly to have more access to Seungkwan’s needy hole.
Seungkwan let out a string of moans as he felt the other’s tongue explore his hole. His hands gripped onto the side of the bed, a slight tinge of guilt hitting him. It immediately was forgotten about when Hansol started to eat him out like he was starved. Seungkwan couldn’t help but squeeze his thighs together at the sudden shift, feeling the way his tongue felt so warm inside of him, exploring him freely.
“Ddollie.. please…” Seungkwan didn’t even know what he was pleading for. All his brain could think of was how fucking hot it was that his best friend of over a decade was so turned on by just his thighs.
Seungkwan threw his head back when he felt Hansol’s warm hand make contact with his neglected cock. It was only going to take a few strokes before he was on the brink. He didn’t know whether to watch his hand or to keep his focus on Hansol between his legs. He couldn’t really do either though, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt the familiar pit in his stomach grow.
“Wait.. ‘m gonna cum.. Ddollie gonna..!”
Seungkwan let out a broken moan as he came hard. Ropes of white fluid streaming out of his cock like something depended on it. Hansol pulled away from his hole, watching the way it clamped onto nothing. A string of saliva was attached from his tongue to Seungkwan’s hole. He left messy kisses on the others thigh as he continued to pump Seungkwan’s cock through his orgasm, just teetering on overstimulation.
Hansol pulled his hand off of the olders dick as he sat up. He made direct eye contact as he licked up all of the cum that landed on his hand, humming in satisfaction at the taste. Seungkwan blushed, having to look away from his intense gaze. He playfully shoved his shoulder, saying something about how dirty that is. Hansol smirked, leaning in to try and kiss him but Seungkwan immediately pushing him away. He acted like the other hurt him, placing his hand on his chest and putting on the biggest frown he could.
“Don’t even try, i’m not kissing you.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes, dropping his legs so that they were at Hansol’s sides.
“You did it before.” Hansol pouted, messing with the hem of Seungkwan’s shirt that was surprisingly not cum-stained.
“Well yeah because you fucked me to the point i genuinely couldn’t form a coherent thought for the rest of the night!” Seungkwan furrowed his eyebrows, his lips in a natural pouty state.
“That was a really good day actually.” Hansol bit his lip, thinking about how he really did fuck the life out of Seungkwan.
Seungkwan just rolled his eyes, switching to be sitting up on his knees. He ran his hand down Hansol’s chest and to the waistband of his pants but the younger grabbed his wrist before he went any further, causing Seungkwan to pout. “What? Wanna jerk you off.”
Hansol just shook his head, making it so that the two were holding hands. “I’m good.”
Seungkwan scoffed, partially offended, “oh so you don’t like handjobs now?”
Hansol bit his lip, his ears getting redder than before. He avoided eye contact with Seungkwan, the wall on the side all of a sudden really interesting. “No it’s not that.. I just.. Don’t need the help.”
Seungkwan huffed out of annoyance, letting go of Hansol’s hand and putting it on his crotch. His annoyance turned into confusion. Wasn’t he hard earlier?
Oh.
ohhhhhh
Seungkwan giggled as he cupped Hansol’s face, making him look at the older, “you came untouched ddollie?”
“I-I mean i was kind of humping the bed a little but yeah..” Hansol looked at Seungkwan, the tips of his ears now bright red.
“Next time just hump my thighs” Seungkwan pressed a kiss on his forehead, giggling against it.
“Wait give me like twenty minutes and we can do that.” Hansol bit his lip, his gaze having a new interest.
Seungkwan shook his head, looking on the floor to see where Hansol threw his clothes. He stood up from the bed and put on his boxers and shorts, both being on two opposite sides of the room. He looked down, eyes widening as he noticed several marks peaking out from his shorts. He groaned, looking over at the culprit with a death glare.
“Why are you mad at me? You provoked me!” Hansol put a hand on his chest, acting like he was offended. “At least you don’t have cum in your pants.”
Seungkwan rolled his eyes and opened the door, going downstairs without really thinking. He stood at the end of the stairs and looked over at Soonyoung and Seokmin who both looked like deers in headlights. Seungkwan’s face flushed pink, avoiding their eyes as he made his way over to the other end of the living room, sitting on the floor.
A minute or so later Hansol came down the stairs, receiving the same type of look from the two. He smiled awkwardly, “I think i’m going to head home.”
“And you couldn’t have done that before you ran upstairs?” Soonyoung huffed, not even wanting to go up to his room.
“No look, who cares if they did it in your bedroom. They’re fucking?? That’s what i can’t get over!” Seokmin said with shock, his mouth just slightly agape like he was truly surprised.
“Oh yeah you weren’t there at Shua’s birthday. The two of them totally snuck off to make out only to get caught by Jihoon. I genuinely had to rip this information from him.” Soonyoung huffed, taking a sip from his water.
“Jihoon saw that??” Seungkwan felt his cheeks go red again. Well, maybe some know that Hansol and Seungkwan are a thing.