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‘Fuck!’ Felix yelled, slamming his hands against his desk. ‘Motherfucker.’
He threw himself back in his chair, with enough force to make the seat tip and bob on its legs. He took off his headset and let it fall with a clatter, rubbing his hands over his face.
On the other side, similar sentiments were being echoed. The muffled voices came through tinny and indecipherable. He let out a long sigh, puffing out his cheeks.
He flipped over his phone and tapped the screen awake to check the time.
3:45am.
He groaned, he hadn't meant to pull an all nighter (again) but they were on a losing streak and he really couldn't relent until he redeemed himself at least a little.
The chatter from inside his headphones started to sound like it was calling his name so he set them back on his head.
‘Yongbok-ah?’ Changbin called again, his loud voice directly in Felix’s eardrum this time.
‘Yeah, yeah I’m still here.’ He muttered.
‘That was such a bullshit game.’ Jeongin groaned over the call.
‘Or,’ Changbin cut in. ‘Maybe we’re just shit at the game.’
Felix snorted.
‘Speak for yourself.’ He teased.
The three of them groaned and muttered a whole lot of nothing. Jeongin probably accused the opposing team of hacking. A volley of expletives were exchanged. The usual stuff.
Then, inevitably, Changbin said;
‘So another game then?’
It was barely a question at this point, despite the time. To tell the truth, Felix had resigned himself to an all-nighter long before this point. At least they didn't have any schedules tomorrow. Or, well, today? Either way, he didn't have anything to do until going to practice in the evening so he could sleep in if he needed to. Which he would.
They were setting up for a new game when Felix suddenly became aware of a presence looming in his doorway. He looked over to see his housemate standing there, rubbing his eyes against the glow of the purple lights from inside the room, framed against the pitch blackness of their hall falling away behind him.
Seungmin had clearly been sleeping, unlike Felix. A rumpled, scruffy t-shirt that he’d had almost as long as Felix had known him hung to his thighs. The legs of his long, loose shorts were at odd lengths, one hitched up from wriggling in his sleep. His hair was moppy and fluffy and sticking out in cowlicks all over his head, soft face pink and warm and his puppydog eyes were hazy as he blinked into the light. He looked far smaller than he was, smaller than Felix even.
‘Give me a minute.’ Felix said into the headset, muting himself and putting it down.
‘Sorry Seungminnie, did I wake you?’ He asked.
Seungmin nodded and huffed contemptuously. Pouting, he furrowed his brows at Felix.
‘Ah, I’m sorry.’ He extended his arms towards Seungmin, who begrudgingly shuffled towards him.
His body was warm and soft with sleep, he smelled like sweat and fading shampoo when he bent over and pressed his face into Felix’s shoulder. He grumbled grouchily against his skin.
‘What is it, pup?’ Felix questioned, gently scratching at the back of Seungmin’s hair.
'You know what it is.’ He muttered in reply.
‘Mm, do I?’ Felix said, unable to help how teasing it came out. ‘Can you tell me? Just to be sure.’
Seungmin let out an exasperated sigh and pressed his warm little face further into Felix’s skin.
‘My turn to play with hyungie now.’ He said, the pout in his voice evident, even pushed into Felix’s shoulder.
‘Hyungie, hm?’ Felix teased. His housemate always pulled that card when he was angling for something.
Of course he knew what it was that he wanted this time. His tone was barely discernible from the way it sounded when he was buttering Felix up for a bite of his lunch, to bring him a towel or to bring a glass of water to him on the sofa. Despite that, Seungmin only ever turned up in Felix’s room in the early hours of the morning and sweetly called him ‘hyungie’ for one reason, and it was none of the aforementioned.
The tinny voices began coming back out of his headset, in a rhythm that sounded like his name being called again. Seungmin stood up and frowned at him, expectant, a little demanding. Felix rolled his eyes and sighed.
‘Okay.’ He conceded, picking the headset back up and unmuting it. ‘I’m gonna be afk for a game guys, I gotta make something to eat.’
Changbin and Jeongin began to protest, totally glazing him, showering him with far exaggerated praise of his skills and putting wholly unnecessary emphasis on his importance to them as a team.
‘Yeah, yeah. Laters.’ He chuckled, muting his headset again and turning his attention to Seungmin.
‘Okay. One game. Got it?’ He stood up and stretched, his spine popping loudly, and walked over to his bed. ‘C’mon pup.’
He patted the bed, beckoning Seungmin to hop up onto it. He complied, sitting there and looking up at Felix, pout never leaving his cute little mouth.
Leaning down, Felix placed a soft smooch on his lips and Seungmin made a fussy protest from beneath his mouth.
'I can't do this without at least giving you a little affection.’ Felix complained.
‘Ack.’ Seungmin dramatically stuck his tongue out and grimaced. ‘Yes you can.’
Felix tilted his head and regarded him dryly.
‘Fine.’ He huffed, opening the drawer in his bedside table. ‘On your back then.’
Satisfied, Seungmin flopped back and shuffled up the bed on his elbows, towards the wall. Off to the side, Felix was setting a half empty bottle of lube and a slightly stained washcloth out.
‘Comfy?’ He asked.
Seungmin nodded and grumbled affirmatively. He was cute like this, speaking in grumbles that mimicked little rumbly puppy growls, scowling because his sleep got disturbed and demanding Felix make it up to him, in the way that he decided he likes best.
‘Good boy.’ Felix said dotingly, already counting down the seconds until Seungmin went all soft and needy.
He knew this whole routine by heart now, it was still cute every time, though.
He slid his small, silky hands inside the loose legs of Seungmin's shorts and kneaded at his velvet soft, pudgy little thighs. As his hands worked their way closer to his groin, Seungmin let out a happy little whine and closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.
Ever so slowly pressing his hands up the inside of Seungmin’s thighs, he found the spot that made him whimper; he rubbed into it for a moment, just to listen to the sweet sounds, and then withdrew his hands, a devilish grin cracking his face. He watched as Seungmin shivered, his mouth falling open to make way for a little gasp. There it was.
The moment he got his hands on him, Seungmin started to melt like a popsicle under the warm rays of his touch.
Felix’s fingers burrowed under the baggy t-shirt that engulfed him, until they found the elastic of Seungmin's waistband. He shifted the shirt up just enough to expose the lowest, softest part of Seungmin’s belly, satisfied with how it was already rising and falling with eager breaths. Then he hooked his fingers into the elastic and slid the shorts down.
It was impossible to hold back the sugary sweet cooing that came out of his mouth, when he saw Seungmin's little cock fall free. Poor thing, he was already so flushed and leaking, a thick, sticky string of precum pulling away with the shorts.
‘Oh? Was someone playing with their little cock, before they came to ask hyungie for help?’ He teased, never losing the saccharine coating his tone.
‘N-nuh uh.’ Seungmin pouted unconvincingly. ‘Shut up. Just wanted to be ready for you.’
He awkwardly tried to push himself up to flash a scowl at Felix, who just giggled at him and grabbed his hips.
'It's okay.’ He soothed him. ‘Needy pup, hm?’
Digging his fingers into the soft skin surrounding Seungmin’s hipbones, he tugged him to the edge of the bed, pulling him unceremoniously off his elbows, and rubbed a few soothing circles into his tummy when he let out a plaintive whine.
He stroked attentively down his legs, bending them at the knee and then gently pushing his knees up towards his body. He patted at the back of Seungmin's thighs, prompting him to grab onto them and hold them steady.
Massaging his way down his legs, Felix found the sweet, soft ass his hands were searching for and gently spread it open to reveal Seungmin's tight little hole, pulsing excitedly as the air hit it.
'Look at that.’ He marvelled. ‘So pretty.’
A noise that he couldn't quite discern the meaning of, emanated from further up the bed. Maybe it was satisfaction, pride even? Maybe it was a little bashful? Maybe something in between or both or neither, he wasn't sure. His eyes and mind were too fixed on the pretty hole twitching in front of him to care much.
‘You gonna let hyung taste you?’ He asked, softly gliding the pad of his thumb over the sensitive entrance.
Seungmin jolted and mewled.
‘Mm, yes.’ He whined. ‘Want your tongue. Now.’
Felix slapped him with his thumb, reprimandingly.
‘Tongue. Please.’
Eh, good enough.
Felix sank to his knees, getting eye level with Seungmin's spread ass. He pulled his hands apart to open him just a little further and gently pressed his tongue against his warm hole.
His tongue was precise and the lightest touch made goosebumps prick up under his fingers, Seungmin shivered and let out a little whine. Felix lapped into him wetly and smiled at the sounds that bubbled out of Seungmin’s throat.
‘Good?’ Felix asked his hole.
‘Mm, so good.’ His mouth answered.
Felix smiled into the soft kiss that he pressed against Seungmin’s puckered hole, it twitched back against his lips as if it was returning the affection.
‘At least your hole kisses me back.’ He laughed against it.
He felt a hand batting around somewhere above his head, looking to smack at him no doubt. The effort was ultimately fruitless and Seungmin went back to gripping his thighs.
Felix huffed out a silent giggle and opened his mouth, letting it water messily over the sensitive skin. He ate him lazily; despite the time limit, he wasn't in any particular hurry. He had a decent grasp on how quickly he'd have Seungmin cumming all over himself once he stuffed his fingers up into his guts, so he took his time languidly savouring the taste with each slurp and lap at his sensitive rim. He loved how he tasted, especially half way through the night. So warm, a little musk just starting to creep in, and impossibly sweet.
Somewhere above him he could hear Seungmin’s high pitched whimpers and breathy gaps, already sounding not far off from overstimulation. Too bad for him. Felix wasn't even half finished with him yet.
When he was satisfied that he had gotten his fill, Felix unlatched from Seungmin's hole with an indulgent, wet slurp. He stood up and brought his finger to play in the mess he left, leaning over with one hand planted into the mattress. He looked down at Seungmin’s flushed face and hazy eyes.
‘How’d that feel?’ He asked
'Mmpft.’ Seungmin replied.
He laughed, taking that as a positive review and gently pressed the pad of his finger against the slick, tight entrance. He gazed down, watching as Seungmin’s eyes unfocused. Watching the way he bit into his softly blushed lip and swallowed deeply.
‘Lix.’ He hiccuped through a moan. Felix tilted his head, disapprovingly raising his eyebrows.
‘Hyung.’ Seungmin corrected himself. 'Hyung, play with my cock. Ple- please touch it. Please .. so sore.’
Felix stood back upright and brought both his hands to Seungmin’s bent knees, he pushed them apart, opening up his hips and presenting his glossy cock, deeply blushed and pathetically twitching. He looked unimpressed when he slowly brought his eyes back to Seungmin’s face.
‘Really?’ He laughed, eliciting a pleading nod.
‘Oh puppy, c’mon.’ He puffed out, amused. 'Don't be silly. It's far too little to be of any use.’
Seungmin whimpered helplessly and opened and closed his mouth. Bless him, he was trying to beg, but nothing aside from a few gurgly moans came out.
Looking from his tiny, drooling cock and back to his forlorn little face, Felix mimicked Seungmin’s pout. He mirrored his desperation, exaggerating it back at him, pushing his lips out, frowning. Making a huffy noise which mocked the ones leaving Seungmin’s own pout.
‘Oh dear.’ He said. ‘Poor thing. You want hyungie to touch your poor, tender little cock?’
‘Uh huh, uh huh.’ Felix nodded understandingly at the incomprehensible string of sounds coming out of Seungmin ‘Aw, my sweet pup. You need it really really bad, hm?’
Big glossy puppy eyes gazed up at him as Seungmin mouthed around silent pleas.
Humming, as if considering, Felix hovered his palm above Seungmin’s twitching crotch. He could feel heat pulsing off it and listened with satisfaction to the desperate, beseeching mewls filling the room. Even Felix’s own small hand could completely smother Seungmin’s entire cock and balls. He let his flat palm drop down and pressed it cruelly into Seungmin’s crotch, squashing his inflamed cock flat against his own groin.
Seungmin yelped and bucked his hips.
‘Ah!’ Felix reprimanded. ‘None of that, stay still.’
Seungmin just gaped up at the man standing over him and sniffled. Felix never let the soothing smile drop from his face.
‘I think you know I won’t play with your tiny excuse for a cock, don't you, honey?’ He murmured. ‘But since I’m a nice hyungie, I’m gonna finger your tight little cunt until you cum, okay?’
The only response he got was some squeaking and squirming.
‘Okay?’ He asked again, never raising his thickly doting, low voice.
‘Okay.’ Seungmin squeaked.
Lifting his hand away from Seungmin’s crotch, Felix pouted again, face contorting in faux sympathy.
‘Aw poor thing, already making such a mess for me.’
All he got in reply were a strangled chorus of hiccuping gasps and bubbly little moans. He didn't really mind, he was already wiping his palm on the cloth and clicking open the lid on the lube.
After quickly leaning over to check the time, Felix squeezed a generous amount of lube onto two fingers and brought them back to slick up Seungmin’s hole. It was cold, so cold that it made him squeak and shiver a little.
‘Sorry sweetheart.’ Felix cooed, not really sorry at all.
He found it adorable how responsive Seungmin’s body was to every little sensation, if he was given more time with him he’d love to see what delicious noises and reactions he could coax out of him. Sometimes, when he had him all splayed out like this, he fantasied about dripping hot wax on him, or dragging ice over his small nipples, just to see what he did.
As it was, he didn't have the time spare to indulge, so spreading cold lube on him and hearing his little squeals and whimpers would have to suffice.
Leaning over, one hand planted back on the bed next to Seungmin’s head and the fingers of the other circling round in the slick mess of lube. He pressed his body into Seungmin’s bent legs, making his soft, flexible body fold in on itself a little further.
‘Ready?’ He murmured.
Seungmin nodded a little too quickly.
Painfully slowly, Felix pushed his finger through the tight muscle. Seungmin was tight but so greedy, immediately contracting around his finger and sucking it deeper. Felix breathed out a soft laugh.
‘So eager to be stuffed, aren't you?’ He said, smiling down affectionately.
He began working his way to nestle a second finger in to join the first. The stretch was a little more intense and it made Seungmin mewl pitifully. Felix gently shushed him as the finger popped into the wet heat. It pulled out a sharp breath and a keening moan from beneath him. Once he had given him a little time to get used to the intrusion, Felix felt confident to start gently fucking into him with his soft fingers.
He watched as Seungmin's mouth fell open, glazed eyes searching the face looming over him. He looked so fucked out. So cute; far cuter than he had any business being whilst his hole was swallowing the entirety of two fingers, impatiently twitching around them, eager for more.
He was a little quieter now, seemingly soothed by the fullness. By the relief of Felix’s fingers rhythmically pushing through his soaked hole, massaging his insides. Only the little wet sucking sounds his needy hole made with each thrust, and the sound of his soft hitching breaths, filled the room.
‘There's my good boy.’ Felix smiled. ‘Taking it so well for me.’
He began fucking his fingers up a little quicker and pulled a few more needy whines out of his sweet pup.
Seungmin's hips started to wriggle, circling, pushing himself down, trying to fill himself up more and more and pouting when he found there was no more for him to take.
‘Oh dear, honey. Is your little cunt feeling greedy today, hm?’ Felix gently goaded. ‘Want another finger, pup?’
The only response he got was a tiny, pouty nod, but it was enough. Once again, he pulled back, wanting a better view if he was going to try for another finger stuffed in there.
When the pressure of Felix’s torso lifted off, Seungmin dropped his legs and let them fall weakly open on the bed, spreading either side of Felix, who was kneeling with his fingers still lodged inside him.
Choosing not to reprimand him and instead letting him relax into the feeling, Felix used his free hand to guide him as best he could to keep his hips opened up and his ass spread enough to accommodate the fingers pushed up inside it.
Spread out in front of him like this, Felix had such a good view of him. The slimy trails on his soft skin, where his cock had dribbled all over him; his plush hole glinting and contracting as it swallowed his fingers.
‘Pretty.’ He observed.
He unfurled his ring finger and started gently pressing it against Seungmin’s already tightly stretched open hole, trying to find space to push it parallel with the others. Seungmin bleated pathetically, tensing up at the stretch.
Felix soothingly stroked down his thighs, massaging to pillowy soft flesh gently, and shushing him comfortingly.
Once again, he pushed his third finger forward. He felt his tongue flit out and slick his lips as he watched the slow stretch as his fingertip nosed its way under his rim.
‘Thaaats it.’ He murmured as his finger burrowed deeper. 'You've got it, pup. C’mon, deep breath’
Seungmin took a shaky breath and as he exhaled, Felix bullied his finger the rest of the way with one deep push. A wretched gasp gripped around Seungmin’s throat, but it soon gave way to a blissed out moan as his hole pulsed around the fullness.
Satisfied with how stretched Seungmin’s blushing rim was around his fingers now, Felix started fucking into him again. Once he was satisfied that he was worked open enough that the thrusts glided in and out without much resistance, he began to root around with his fingers, looking for the right spot; the one that made a loud moan crack out of Seungmin's chest.
Once he found it, Felix started unforgivingly rubbing into it, syncing deep circling strokes with the rhythmic thrusts of his fingers.
His habit of giving out messages aided him when it came to milking an orgasm out of his housemate too. His precise fingers expertly kneaded against Seungmin's prostate and pulled deliciously desperate and strangled moans out of him. He liked the way his body twitched around him, liked the way his thighs trembled. The wet glossiness glinting on the soft, dark hair at the base of his cock, as each increasingly brutal thrust made that sweet little cock flop around and spread its sticky mess everywhere.
As Felix was taking in the scene, entranced, suddenly Seungmin’s fingers scrambled into the picture. He grabbed senselessly at himself, pinching the small, deeply flushed length between his fingers and started rubbing frantically, panting at the sensation.
He only got a fraction of a second’s relief though, before Felix’s free hand lashed out at his wrist with a harsh, stinging slap.
‘No.’ He reprimanded. ‘Dumb dog.’
With that, he started brutally fucking Seungmin on his fingers without restraint, making his body flop around like a ragdoll as heavenly moans echoed off the walls.
‘What did I say?’ He demanded.
Seungmin tried to answer through gasps and hiccups. He started babbling pitifully.
‘H-hyungie. Please. Please. P-lease let me touch it. It's too much. P-please, you have to.’
'Hey. Look at me.’ Felix demanded. 'Did you forget? Or did you just not listen? Are you stupid or disobedient, hm?’
He knew Seungmin was too gone to answer, the way he started clenching around him let him know he was losing it. His perverted boy loved it, of course he did.
‘Listen to me, I want you to really listen, okay? You're gonna cum on my fingers, yeah? You're gonna cum with them stuffing this sloppy, fucked out little cunt full. Okay? Don't try to touch your useless little cock.’
Seungmin just blubbered.
‘Hey. Do you understand?’ Felix said sternly.
No reply was making it out of Seungmin’s mouth, so Felix took his free hand and shoved his open palm down, flattening his cock and balls into his body again.
‘If you can't control yourself, hyung will help you.’ He dug the heel of his palm a little deeper, grinding it into his groin to prove his point.
Poor Seungmin yelped, squirming and wriggling around under the pressure. Still, the cruel pace of Felix’s fingers didn't falter; still he pushed his weight through his palm.
Poor Seungmin. His poor, sweet puppy.
He was such a sloppy mess. Between the overstimulation of his hole being stretched to its limits, aggressively stuffed full, and the frictionless pressure on his red-hot, pulsing cock, it was all too much for his soft, sensitive body.
He started panting raggedly, yelping and whining like a hurt puppy, the way Felix knew he does when he’s close. His fingers vigorously rubbed and burrowed around Seungmin's prostate, loving the way Seungmin sounded when the intensity of the pressure inside him was about to tear him limb from limb. Felix felt giddy as he watched a pink flush flood Seungmin's creamy skin, feeling his core start to spasm around his fingers and under his hand. It felt like a tiny bird was fluttering urgently beneath his palm as Seungmin’s cock began kicking and jerking angrily in its confines.
'That's my good boy.’ Felix cooed. 'That's it, you're almost there honey. C’mon, let it all out for hyung.’
With a few ragged gasps ripping up his throat, Seungmin's body began to shudder.
‘M’cumming.’ He called out weakly, voice hoarse and trembling.
'There you go, pup.’ Felix soothed as he felt a sticky, viscous warmth bloom under his palm. ‘Feels good, doesn't it?’
He thought he heard Seungmin choking out a string of thank you’s but it was hard to tell.
Then he let out a soft of alarmed yelp. His hands grabbed weakly for Felix’s wrist, desperately trying to lift it off, to relieve the pressure.
Felix didn't budge an inch though, keeping his fingers bullying into Seungmin's prostate, curious to see what was about to happen. Suddenly he felt hot liquid spurt into his hand and watched it spray out uncontainably between the cracks of his fingers.
He laughed in disbelief and lifted his hand.
Seungmin’s tiny cock, sitting limply in a puddle of his sticky mess, smothered in it, kicked in time with a deep press of Felix’s fingers inside him. He yelped helplessly as he sprayed an impressive fountain into the air.
'Fuck.’ Felix laughed, squeezing his fingers against his overstimulated prostate again and sending another warm gush spraying over them.
‘Look at those big squirts for hyungie. Clever boy.’
Seungmin's hands had been slapped over his pink face, as his body was mercilessly stimulated into seemingly endless messy releases. Felix moved just out of the splash zone and milked a couple more jets out, letting them just spray all over
Much to Felix’s disappointment, the uncontrolled surges soon became weak little gushes and then ceased altogether.
He unhooked his fingers and let them just relax inside Seungmin, before ever so gently and slowly pulling them free. He sucked in a breath, watching the little gape they left, biting back a moan when it pulsed wetly, trying to chase the fullness it had been deprived of.
Quickly wiping his fingers dry, Felix slowly leant over and tugged at Seungmin's wrist with one hand.
‘Hey. Hey, look at me.’ He gently coaxed.
Seungmin’s flushed, sweaty face peeked out from between his fingers,
‘C’mon.’ Felix relentlessly wriggled his fingers until they found a soft part of Seungmin's cheek to gently stroke. ‘Hey, did that feel good?’
Slowly the hands fell away and Seungmin's big eyes blinked up at him. He nodded.
‘Really good.’ He mumbled. ‘Sorry. Made a mess.’
Felix regarded him with a truly sincere expression.
‘Seungmin.’ He said earnestly. ‘Seungmin, that was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.’
‘Really?’
‘Fuck yes?’ Felix laughed, pressing a kiss into his temple.
He pushed himself back and surveyed the scene. He rubbed his hand in the puddle in Seungmin’s tummy.
‘Anyway, looks like you mostly made your mess all over yourself.’ He looked down at his white shirt, spattered with dark, wet patches. ‘Well, and me. But the bed isn't too dirty!’
Seungmin looked up at him and laughed weakly.
At that moment, Felix’s phone started buzzing angrily. He pulled his shirt over his head and quickly wiped himself down with the cloth still on the bedside table. He threw it into Seungmin and picked up his phone. Changbin was spamming the group chat, they'd lost another game. Felix rolled his eyes as a message from Jeongin came through, begging him to come play the next one with them.
He hurriedly typed out a reply.
‘Stay there.’ He commanded Seungmin (as if he was going anywhere) and scuttled out of the room.
When he came back, he had a big fluffy towel and a glass of water in either hand. He set the water down next to the bed, spilling some over the sides in his haste, and flung the towel at Seungmin.
‘Clean up. Drink.’ He pointed at the towel and then the glass. ‘You can stay in here as long as you want, get comfy. Well, if you can put up with me yelling a bit, I guess.’
‘Alright.’ Seungmin chuckled. 'Go on then.’ He gestured at the PC.
Felix grabbed his headset and jammed it back onto his head. He suddenly paused and spun on his heel, crawling up onto the bed to plant a kiss on an unsuspecting Seungmin’s soft pout. To his surprise he felt a kiss pressed gently back. He grinned.
‘Ha!’ He gloated, pointing at Seungmin as he backed up to his desk.
‘Yeah yeah.’ Seungmin rolled his eyes. ‘Don’t get any ideas, you didn't make me cum so hard I fell in love with you or anything.’
‘Damn. Well, guess I gotta keep trying.’ Felix grinned.