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Low sounds of moaning and skin slapping play from a phone, along side a squelching sound.
Felix keeps his phone resting on a pillow right beside his ear, listening to a porn video as he pleasures himself.
He has his fingers knuckle deep into his cunt, but it’s still not enough.
No matter how vigorously he presses his fingers they tire out and his wrist begins to ache, unable to reach his climax.
After a few more minutes he gives up and stops his movements, letting his fingers rest as he whines out at the loss. His eyes gloss up, so close to swelling up with tears.
The video beside him continues, the sound of two people pleasing each other. It’s rough, noisy, and so sexy, Felix was turned on the moment it started and had to let the entire video play, just looking away to begin roughly touching himself.
He could only dream to switch places with the stranger through the screen.
His enlarged clit throbs from how abused it was earlier, begging to be teased with again, but Felix doesn’t want to come from rubbing over it, he wants something inside him.
He wants to cum so badly, he doesn’t think he’s ever been this horny before.
All day he hoped for a break where he could quickly rub one out in a restroom stall or closet, but his schedule was too busy and it was all too risky. So he went the whole day with a throbbing between his legs, soaking up his underwear, hoping it will go away, just waiting for the day to end so he could be in the comfort and privacy of his bedroom.
Yet here he is now, struggling to cum. He starts to move his fingers again, only getting a full second of pleasure before quickly giving up again.
They’re are just too short. Unable to each where he really needs it.
He whines out and writhes around in his bed.
He doesn’t own any toys, always felt too embarrassed to actually get any on account that he doesn’t even live alone.
Always scared that his roommate would somehow find out, walk in on him using them, find them, maybe the packaging wouldn’t even be discreet. But in times like this he wishes he had pushed past it, because by now he’d at least be able to actually cum from long and thick silicon,
but no, all he has are is small fingers that do nothing.
Thinking back to his roommate, his friend and bandmate, whose hands are very slender and long.
Oh how pretty they are, he cant help but always be captivated every time they’re in his vision.
Whenever he holds his phone, microphone, or a cup of coffee. When he holds Felix’s hand or arm, all the little touches he gives to him and their members, of course it’s always platonic, but Felix can’t help his mind running with dirty thoughts of them.
How the fingers must look wrapped around his own hard length and stuffed into his hole, chasing after his own pleasure.
Or better yet, going over Felix’s unclothed body.
Dipping them into the plush skin, slithering them into his mouth to press his tongue down and cover them with his drool, make him suck and clean the cum off of them.
His fingers would reach right exactly where he needs them to.
It makes him feel terrible and sick. He shouldn’t be thinking of his friend this way, the friend he has to face every day, work, cook and eat with. But he’s too horny right now to even care.
Felix needs his assistance now so badly, more than ever. So he pulls out the fingers stuffed in him with a wet sound and throws the covers off from his bottom half. Turns off his phone before hopping off his bed and heading towards door, opening it to enter the darkened and hushed hallway.
He doesn’t bother to cover himself up, just leaving the large tee he already has on to barely drape past his hips.
Felix turns the knob and almost expects it to be locked, but he opens it enough to peek into the room. It’s dark but dimly lit by the moonlight shining through the undraped windows.
He sees the body lying on the bed, inactive. His chest slowly rising and falling with steady breaths so light he doesn’t even look living. So peaceful, and completely oblivious to the guest entering his space.
Felix steps into the room and closes the door behind him, keeping is eyes on the sleeping boy who still remains unreacted to the sudden quiet noises in a somewhat completely silent room, unaware of what is about to happen.
Felix pads over to the bed, trying not to make the floor creak with every step he takes.
He almost begins to feel remorseful for waking him up, his heartbeat rushing with anxiety, and the negative outcome of this endeavor.
What an uncomfortable position he’ll be putting him in. He could hate him for this, scream and yell at him to leave, to never show his face around him ever again. Years of friendship and unique bonding just down the drain, because of Felix’s vulgar mind.
But those thoughts are just whispers beside his arousal. His pussy pulses and gushes with the thrill of it. His arms prick with goosebumps the closer he gets and the clearer he see’s the boy’s unconscious expression.
So cute and pretty, from his long lashes to his soft slightly parted lips revealing the perfect teeth hidden behind. He’s always been beautiful, while singing or laughing, but Felix could arguably agree that he looks much more attractive this way. Relaxed and unconscious.
How he could just hump his leg while he sleeps, or finger himself right beside him as he tosses and turns, remaining blissfully unaware of Felix’s true feelings.
And this isn’t the first time he’s imagined doing such things with the boy, his mind tends to run very wild during his moments of lust and desire, especially when someone as attractive as his roommate is just on the other side of a wall.
He knows how disgusting of a person that makes him, but that doesn’t stop him, just adds more fuel to the fire that is his pulsating cunt.
He carefully climbs into the bed, beginning to softly whine and moan the closer he crawls to the boy, upset that he’s trapped over the blanket dividing them.
He notices the boy’s nose scrunch and eyebrows furrowing. The sudden dip in the bed causing him to wake. His head turns as he inhales and exhales deeply through his nose before squinting his eyes open.
Felix kneels himself down beside the boy’s thighs, looking down at him with the poutiest expression as he begins to stir awake. His soft groaning already doing things to Felix.
The boy’s eyes blink open, trying to unblur his surroundings until focusing in on the figure in front of him. At first he’s shocked, but thanks to the moonlight he’s able to recognize the facial features. He pushes himself up slightly.
“Felix?”
His voice rasp and deep from non-use.
“Seungmin...”
Felix whines out deeply.
Seungmin looks over to his digital clock softly blinking on his desk.
“It’s 3am, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asks in English.
“No…” Felix whines as he glides a hand over Seungmin’s, petting over his slender fingers before picking it up and holding it.
Before Seungmin could respond Felix answers again.
“I-I need you,”
He brings both his hands to hold up Seungmin’s, bringing it close to his abdomen.
“I-I need you, sooo bad…”
His voice begins to crack a little, feeling close to tears again.
“W-What? What is it?” Seungmin concerningly asks.
Felix lowers his arms to rest on his thighs, putting Seungmin’s hand so close to where he ‘needs him’.
“I…I want to cum, I want to, sooo so bad. Y-you dont understand, please I, I need your help.”
He whines as he begins to slightly thrust forward onto the sheets, trying to get an ounce of friction but failing, causing him to whine out more while beginning to bounce a little.
Seungmin feels like he just got slapped awake, both aware and very unaware of what is happening. He can’t believe what Felix had just asked him. Could he still be dreaming?
“W-, What?”
Felix could hear his own heart thumping through his ears. He licks and purses his lips before swallowing down his saliva.
“Please… I’ll never ask for anything ever again, I promise, just, mhmmh… please, please…”
Felix is done asking, Seungmin hasn’t done anything to reject him yet, so he takes that as a green light to continue on even further.
He raises Seungmin’s hand up again, bringing it up close to his face and opening his mouth to put three of his fingers in.
He licks his tongue around them, swirling in between to coat them each with his saliva. And Seungmin just lets him, speechless to it all.
He can feel his own heartbeat thumping strongly against his chest now as he watches Felix mouthing on his fingers.
This can’t be really happening?
Felix pulls the fingers out, sticking his tongue out a little as they’re connected by a string of saliva.
Seungmin swallows his own down from the sight.
He has to admit, what he did was really sexy.
The feeling of Felix’s warm mouth and wet tongue made Seungmin’s ears heat up. He also can’t deny that another part of him slowly waking up, and how we wishes it was that instead his fingers.
Is it wrong for him to think about his friend this way? Has that shipped sailed already?
“F-Felix…”
Felix locks eyes with Seungmin.
“Please…” He whines.
He lowers his hand again, and Seungmin just now realizes that he is completely bare from the bottom.
His plush thighs look so soft in the moonlight, but his crotch remains concealed in the shadows, still somewhat a secret to Seungmin and their members.
Would he be first? To see and to touch him?
He’s never actually gotten that sight of him, as that’s not really a part of your friend you casually see. Felix tends to walks around their home undressed most days but always with underwear on.
Though he can’t see it clearly in his dark room his heartbeat accelerates. He wants to lean over to turn on his bedside light, get a better look at the boy in font of him, but he fights against it.
Still not able to believe that he is no longer dreaming and that this is really happening to them.
Felix fully lowers his hand and has it right under his aching pussy, begging to be touched. Seungmin can feel the heat coming from it.
He’s scared. He hasn’t done anything like this, especially with someone he’s very close with.
He understands the idea of fingering, he’s a grown man and has his rare share of porn watching screen time, but he never really imagined doing it to Felix.
He feels a bit guilty, he shouldn’t be scared of Felix. It’s not like it’s a random person, it’s his sweet and always kind hearted friend who lights up a room, he wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt Seungmin.
This… is just a new unseen side of him, that he’s now comfortable with sharing to him.
If Felix really knew he wasn’t ready to come onto Seungmin or any of their members this way then he would still be in his room alone.
This is the bravest he has ever needed to be.
Seungmin can see it a little too, Felix’s fear. After all this is a new shared experience for them both.
If he never woke up would he still had gone through with this? If he doesn’t move would Felix keep guiding and use his hand himself while he just watches, or would he get frustrated and leave?
Deep down, Seungmin doesn’t want to upset him.
So he finally takes control of his fingers, twitching them up to slightly touch, before pressing them right onto Felix.
It’s just as warm as expected.
He starts to slowly feel around and glide his saliva covered fingers over the flaps and enlarged clit, getting a whined moan of older boy.
Seungmin swallows down the drool pooling in his mouth before slipping the slightly trembling fingers in between and he feels just how soaking the boy is. He slides his middle finger forward and back against the entrance, spreading more of the slick leaking out from it.
Felix continues to whine and keep his hold on Seungmin’s hand to keep it where he needs it to be, occasionally petting him with his fingers. His eyes closed and head is pulled back, already feeling so good, thanks to Seungmin.
Seungmin feels like there must be visible steam coming from how hot his head is. Now feeling somewhat thankful for the lack of visibility, because he’s sure his face must be as red as a tomato.
He feels fully awake now, and there’s no way he’d be able to go back to sleep anytime soon.
So he continues rubbing and spreading the wetness of Felix’s fluids.
He feels how smooth and soft the skin of his inner thighs are, like some fuzzy flock, but there’s also a slight pricking from excess hair surrounding it. Seungmin’s head spins, feeling dizzy as he swallows more saliva.
A moaned whine leaves the older boy’s mouth, kicking Seungmin back into the moment.
He doesn’t think the current position is quite comfortable or as pleasurable, so he attempts to take control to fix them both. Just simple courtesy, no?
Seungmin uses his other hand to push himself right up, getting closer to Felix’s body. Once up he fixes his legs to kneel and sit on his heels, then uses his free hand to softly push Felix down to lay his back on the bed, while slipping his middle finger into him. No longer trembling.
Felix lets him take over, looking up at him as he hovers over now. After entering one he sinks in a second finger into him, and he can feel right how they surpass where his stop, making him gasp.
Seungmin then starts curling them as a slow pace, keeping his eyes on Felix’s expression.
Felix keeps his mouth agape, releasing soft breaths.
“Is this okay? D-does it hurt?” Seungmin asks.
Felix moans from hearing him speak again and the context behind it, he can’t believe that this isn’t actually a dream, and that he actually has his friend and bandmate’s fingers deep in him.
Seungmin takes that as an answer that he must be doing it right, so he picks up the pace and curls his fingers faster, creating a slick sound in between them.
“A-ahh! Mmh, yes! Yes, please, keep going, keep going!” Felix moans out.
It surprises Seungmin at first, worried that he must be hurting him, but once Felix finishes it sentence, the worry turns into a form of reassurance for him, which gives him the confidence that he is actually helping him feel good.
So Seungmin keeps going, curling and pressing his fingers faster against his g-spot. Felix’s eyes roll back as he begins to moan louder.
Seungmin decides to stop curling his fingers as to not tire them out too quickly, instead he takes a hold of one of Felix’s knees, pressing it down closer to the boy’s chest as he begins to push his fingers up inside.
It’s very forceful and creates such a lewd sound of wetness and slapping from his palm hitting against Felix.
Felix lays his head back further with his mouth open.
“Ah! F-fuck! Fuck yes, God, don’t stop, ah-! D-dont stah-p , please!”
Seungmin obeys. Always finding it hard saying no to him, which is why he’s in this position now.
He releases his own soft grunts and breaths as he continues relentlessly.
His shorts begin to feel uncomfortably tighter the harder he gets, but right now his focus is solely on Felix. He can relieve himself after he leaves.
The older is letting out moans and curses non stop from under him. Seungmin’s room is filled with eroticism, an unfamiliar sound in this territory. But now that he’s heard it he doesn’t think he wants it ever to end.
“F-fuh-fuck, fuck, fuck- fngh-!” Felix’s voice pitches up with every word.
He’s close, just right there, the relief he’s been chasing after finally upcoming. He curls his toes as his legs begin to slightly tremble.
Felix opens his eyes to see him. Seungmin towering over him, his hand caressing his knee and pressing it against him, quite actually folding his body as he’s fingering him.
His lidded eyes and hung opened mouth expression is what pushes Felix over the edge.
“Ah! S-Seung-min-ngh!”
Felix finally cums. His body beginning to twitch as he releases high pitched moans.
Seungmin has never heard him sound this way ever before. This newfound discovery also tips Seungmin over the same edge.
Grunting as he spills into his shorts.
He uses his remaining energy to finger the cunt more fiercely, sounding much more sloppy and slick from his release.
Felix’s body keeps twitching as his walls begin to clench and tighten up around the fingers as it pulses.
Seungmin quickly pulls them out with a slick pop noise.
The two catch their breaths, Felix being the much louder one, exhaling out whines. His body is slumped flat against the bed, body weak after a strong and exciting orgasm. Seungmin stays sitting up looking down at him. They stay like that for a moment.
Seungmin shifts his focus to his fingers, the ones that were just inside his bandmate.
The moonlight perfectly catches the milky coating over them, Felix’s release.
He pulls his fingers apart, watching the stickiness stretch and drip.
He slowly pulls them closer to his face, wanting a better look at it. His mouth widens, and without even thinking he sticks his tongue out, and slips the coated fingers into it.
He licks once, then decides to suck on them, cleaning them off. He pulls out his fingers to look at how stickiness just disappeared as he swallows it down, and it’s funny.
Somewhat sweet and bitter, the consistency felt weird,
but he doesn’t hate it.
He puts his fingers back into his mouth for seconds, though the taste of Felix no longer remains. So instead he covers them with his spit. Pulling his wet again fingers out he looks over at the boy spread before him, still lost in his post orgasm bliss.
Seungmin just moves without thinking again, bringing his hand down to pad over the pussy again. Rubbing over the tip experimentally he watches how it will react.
Felix shutters a moan on contact, his body jerking away from the overstimulation.
Seungmin presses on, quickly flicking his fingers over the enlarged clit.
Felix cries out as his body twitches from the sensation.
He’s still so sensitive, but is having trouble deciding whether it’s too much or too good.
His body decides for him.
Dribbling out watery white while pushing out more of his sticky, the two fluids mixing and drip down to his hole.
Seungmin pulls his hand away to let the boy breathe again, watching how his pussy glistens in the moonlight, pulsing and slightly clenching.
He’s feeling lightheaded again, diverting his attention back to Felix’s face.
Watching how his chest heaves and jerks as his legs twitch and tremble. He still has his knees pressed up to him, his mouth still hung open and releasing whines.
Seungmin sits himself back more comfortably, fixing his own legs to a crisscross position with one leg hanging off the bed. The uncomfortable feeling of a sticky mess in his shorts makes him cringe.
Felix relaxes his legs too, stretching them out to lay flat on the bed. “Holy fuck…” He sighs out.
“That, was soo good, Seungmin…”
He turns his head to the side to look at the younger. Their eyes lock for a moment before Seungmin flickers his to objects around his room, feeling too shy for eye contact.
“Y-, yeah…” He responds.
Seungmin just made his roommate, bandmate, and closest friend cum with his fingers. Because he asked him to. And he didn’t deny. He couldn’t.
He lets his eyes wander until they land back in between Felix’s legs.
What a mess it made on his hand and sheets. But he could always just wash them, and act like this never happened. But can he really just forget something so intimate? Will Felix?
He sort of mentioned this would be a one time thing. Seungmin should bring it up and ask, but how do you even ask something like that?
Seungmin swallows down the lump in his throat, Felix’s taste no longer lingering.
Their breathing slows down and the bedroom slowly becomes quiet once again. Seungmin wants to slice the air and say something, hesitating, but Felix beats him to it.
“Thank you.”
So he just leaves it at that.