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-The timeline binding Yeon Sieun and Anh Suho was woven with memories shared since childhood. They had met in the classrooms of elementary school, a time when the outside world seemed far too big and loud, but where they managed to find a mutual sanctuary. Since those early years, an invisible thread of attraction and care had kept them anchored together. Suho had always adopted a protective role, looking out for Sieun against any threat or mockery with unyielding loyalty, while Sieun, in his own quiet way, watched over Suho’s steps with the exact same fierce devotion.-
-That childhood affection matured over time, and specifically at sixteen years old, words finally replaced lingering glances.-
-The confession of their feelings gave way to a formal relationship; they were a shy couple, sheltered from the eyes of the world, but deeply in love. Throughout their school years, their romance maintained an almost untouched innocence. Love expressed itself through the subtle brushing of hands beneath desks, fleeting kisses in empty hallways, slightly awkward embraces born from nervous tension, and whispered promises. Both were virgins and felt absolutely no rush to explore the physical realm; the simple presence of the other was more than enough to fulfill any expectation.-
-Now, settled into university life, they remained a solid, stable couple. The passage of time had only reaffirmed what they had built as teenagers. They walked across campus holding hands with a confidence that no longer feared the judgment of others, certain that the love born in their childhood was still bearing mature fruit every single day. They had even taken the massive step of moving into a small apartment together just a month ago.-
-During a break between classes, Suho was sitting on a courtyard bench next to his friend Hyuntak. He was waiting patiently for Sieun to finish his study session in the library, where he had met up with Juntae to review some course material.-
-Suddenly, Seongje appeared, slumping down beside them with a casual attitude and a knowing smirk.-
ㅡHey, look at this...-Seongje said, catching the attention of both.-
-Looking over, they watched as Seongje pulled a small, square packet from his pocket: a condom. He held it between his fingers with a sly grin.-
ㅡI’ve got a date tonight.-He added, flaunting the object.-
-Hyuntak burst into a laugh, shaking his head.-
ㅡAnd what's that for?-He asked amusedly.-
ㅡWell, you gotta be prepared for anything, don't you think?-Seongje replied, shrugging with sheer confidence.-
-Suho let out a light laugh, watching the scene with a sense of detached amusement.-
ㅡHaven't you thought that instead of planning things like that, you should treat the person with a little more... Tenderness?-Suho suggested in a calm tone.-
-Seongje shook his head immediately, dismissing the comment with a wave of his hand.-
ㅡI can be tender, sure, but I can also do this. Don't tell me you don't sleep with your boyfriend? Don't be dumb, Suho, we're turning twenty soon. This isn't a taboo for anyone anymore.
-Hearing the direct question, Suho’s cheeks flushed a light pink, and he averted his gaze to the ground, falling silent. Hyuntak, noticing his friend's awkward reaction, widened his eyes in surprise and gave him a light nudge.-
ㅡWait... Don't tell me you and Sieun still haven't done anything.-Hyuntak inquired, incredulous.-
-Suho snapped his gaze up instantly, scowling with clear annoyance. He shoved Hyuntak’s shoulder to push him away.-
ㅡShut up. You don't talk about those things with friends, that's strictly between him and me.-He snapped, trying to shut down the topic.-
-Seongje let out a mocking laugh, leaning back against the bench.-
ㅡYou started living together a month ago and you still haven't lost your virginity? You really are an idiot, Suho.
ㅡHey, Sieun isn't into that kind of stuff.-Suho shot back defensively, trying to protect his partner's modest image.-
ㅡAnd how would you know? Have you ever even asked him?-Hyuntak questioned, crossing his arms.-
-Suho went completely silent, unable to find a valid response. Seongje took advantage of the quiet to keep pressing.-
ㅡIf you think Sieun is going to settle for simple little kisses for the rest of his life, you're dead wrong. You've been together for years; eventually, he’s going to want something more. You're a couple, it's only normal.
ㅡIt's fine, he'll tell me when he's ready and wants to.-Suho insisted, maintaining his stance of absolute respect.-
ㅡWith how shy and introverted Sieun is, I highly doubt he’ll ever make the first move.-Hyuntak commented.-Besides, you're the one who should take the lead in the relationship when it comes to those things.
ㅡExactly.-Seongje agreed. He reached into his pocket again, pulled out an identical packet, and slid it across the table toward Suho.-Here, keep this. It'll come in handy.
ㅡYou're an idiot.-Suho muttered, but despite the insult and his pride, he quickly snatched the condom and hid it inside his jacket pocket.-
-Truth be told, the thought had crossed his mind more than once, but the fear of pressuring Sieun or scaring him away with physical advances always held him back. He knew Sieun was a reserved guy, someone who didn't seem to focus his attention on those aspects, and Suho preferred a thousand times over to respect his timeline rather than make a mistake that would drive a wedge between them.-
-Meanwhile, in the quiet atmosphere of the library, the situation was entirely different. Seated at a secluded table, Juntae and Sieun were barely paying attention to the open books in front of them; instead, they were conversing in hushed whispers.-
ㅡI don't think Suho desires me that much in that way.-Sieun murmured, keeping his eyes fixed on an unread page, a rare hint of dejection in his usual flat tone.-
-Juntae looked at him in surprise, pausing the pen he was using to take notes.-
ㅡHe adores you, Sieun. Why would you think something like that?
ㅡYou know what I mean...-Sieun sighed softly, adjusting his glasses.-Everyone around us has a stable sex life, except for him and me. Even you've already taken that step with your boyfriend... And I'm still waiting for Suho to try something with me.
-Juntae set his pen down on the table and observed him carefully, analyzing the situation.-
ㅡWell, you've been living under the same roof for a month now and you still put a pillow between you in bed every single night. Don't you think that plays a part? He probably thinks you don't want him to get close.
ㅡHe should be the one to remove the pillow...-Sieun countered with a touch of stubborn intimacy.-
ㅡOr maybe you should drop a hint.-Juntae suggested with a knowing smile.-Just so he knows it's not a rejection on your part, but that you want him to take the initiative. The moment he realizes you're on board, he'll get motivated. Right now, he's just respecting you because he loves you.
-Sieun fell silent, processing his friend's advice. After a few moments, he nodded slowly.-
ㅡAlright... I'll take your advice then.
-Juntae smiled, pleased to see his friend determined to take the leap.-
-As evening approached, the sun began to dip, painting the sky in shades of amber and orange. Sieun and Suho met up in the university's main courtyard and, as was their routine, began the walk back home holding hands. However, the trek felt unusually quiet. It didn't take long for Sieun to notice the rigidity in his boyfriend's posture; Suho’s palm was slightly sweaty, and a faint flush remained stubborn on his cheeks.-
ㅡIs something wrong, Suho?-Sieun asked, gently halting his steps to look at him.-
-Suho blinked, snapping out of his thoughts, and offered a quick, reassuring smile.-
ㅡIt's nothing, really. Just thinking a bit.
ㅡAbout what?-Sieun pressed, keeping his dark eyes fixed on him.-
ㅡIt's nothing, sweetheart, don't worry about it.-Suho replied, using the affectionate pet name that always managed to smooth things over.-
-Sieun nodded, momentarily satisfied. They resumed their walk, and he tilted his head, resting it against Suho’s shoulder as they ate up the final meters toward their apartment.-
-Upon arriving, domestic routine took over the space. After a few minutes dedicated to getting comfortable, changing into their respective pajamas, and leaving university stress behind, they both lay down in bed. The bedroom had an established order; Sieun liked to maintain strict rules of cleanliness and personal space, which Suho willingly and unquestioningly followed. Tonight, however, the rules seemed to blur from the very first moment.-
-Sieun didn't place the usual dividing pillow in the center of the mattress. Breaking the invisible barrier he typically imposed, he moved past his designated side, lying down directly next to Suho and pressing part of his body against him as they shared the screen of Suho's phone to watch short videos.-
-The atmosphere grew thick in a matter of seconds. Suho could feel the heat of Sieun’s body flushed against his; his own breathing began to turn heavy, and an erratic heartbeat settled in his chest. He was incredibly nervous, making a superhuman effort to focus on the videos on the screen and ignore the intense romantic, domestic weight finally unfolding between them.-
-Sieun, noticing the absolute stiffness of the body he was leaning against, spoke in a whisper.-
ㅡWhy are you so nervous?
-Suho swallowed hard, averting his eyes from the phone for a second.-
ㅡY-You're... really close.-He admitted in a low voice.-But don't worry, I like you being like this.
-Sieun smiled almost imperceptibly, a soft expression that carried a firm resolve.-
ㅡWe should be close. Because we're boyfriends.-He stated.-
-Hearing the confirmation, Suho's instincts took control for a split second. He tossed the phone aside, extended his arm, and wrapped it around Sieun’s waist, pulling him a fraction closer against his chest.-
ㅡYou're right.-Suho conceded, his voice dropping an octave.-
-Sieun took advantage of the movement to wrap himself completely around him, hiding his face in the crook of his neck and closing his eyes. Caught in that embrace, Suho couldn't stop replaying Seongje and Hyuntak’s words in his head; the weight of the square packet in his hanging jacket pocket felt like it was burning from across the room. Yet, he forced himself to hold back. The fear of scaring Sieun, of crossing a line he might not want, or of disrespecting him remained a powerful anchor in his mind.-
-It was then that Sieun inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with the scent of the other's skin.-
ㅡYou smell good, hyung.-He whispered against his neck.-
-Suho’s eyes snapped open, his entire body tensing up. The mention of that honorífica, a word Sieun rarely used, reserved only for moments of extreme closeness or rare vulnerability, hit Suho’s system like an electric shock. The physical reaction was immediate; a firm erection began to press against the fabric of his pajamas, awakened by the raw sensuality laced in his boyfriend's voice. It was a fantasy Suho had harbored since his teenage years, and hearing it in this domestic setting unleashed a storm inside him.-
-Sieun, far from being startled by the sudden shift in Suho’s body, clung tighter to his shoulders, burying his flushed face into the older boy's chest. With a deliberate movement, he hooked one of his legs over Suho’s thighs, straddling him partially and shifting slightly, generating a direct friction against the hardness growing between the other's legs.-
-Suho let out a ragged breath, his hands tightening around Sieun's waist in a mix of shock and desperation.-
ㅡSieun... What are you doing...?-He managed to articulate, his voice fracturing with rising desire.-
ㅡMmh... Hyung, don't you like it?-Sieun asked, tilting his face up slightly to look at him from below, his eyes swimming with a shyness that melted into a newfound audacity.-
-Suho exerted a slight pressure on his boyfriend's waist, sinking him deeper against his pelvis.-
ㅡI like it...-He confessed, completely surrendering to the evidence.-
-Sieun smiled sweetly and, gathering confidence, pushed himself upward to settle fully onto Suho’s lap. Seated there, he began to rub his own center directly against Suho’s erection, gradually picking up the pace of his movements. Suho lowered his hands to Sieun’s hips, anchoring him firmly to guide the sway, applying the necessary upward pressure to maximize the friction between their bodies.-
-Overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the sensations, Sieun hid his face in Suho’s chest once more. Their breaths mingled in a chorus of rushed pants that shattered the quiet of the room, beginning to dampen the fabric of Suho’s shirt with the sheer heat of their proximity. Suho was in a state bordering on shock, marveled by his boyfriend’s transformation, but he gave himself entirely to the rhythm, responding to every physical demand.-
-Mid sway, Sieun stretched one of his hands down, seeking Suho’s fingers resting on his hips. He gripped his hand firmly and guided it slowly downward, placing it directly over one of his own glutes, a crystal clear invitation to hold him there. Suho understood the assignment instantly; his fingers flexed over the firm flesh, squeezing Sieun’s ass with a lust he had suppressed for years. The tight grip ripped a sharp, high pitched whimper from Sieun that echoed loudly in the room.-
-Seeking more contact, Sieun returned his hand to Suho’s shoulder and quickened the grind of his hips. The constant stimulation lit an uncontrollable fire in Suho, who began to massage his boyfriend's buttocks with a more demanding rhythm, pushing his pelvis up to meet Sieun’s downward descents. The younger boy's groans grew more frequent and breathless.-
-Sieun, undone by the mounting pleasure, opened his mouth and bit lightly into Suho’s chest through his clothes, anchoring himself. Then, moving with difficulty due to the constant friction, he trailed his face up to his boyfriend's neck. He began leaving soft bites, followed by slow, wet licks that sent shivers down Suho’s spine, burying the sound of his sharp gasps directly against the skin of his throat.-
-They continued like this for a long while, lost in the heat of the bed and the mutual surrender they had delayed for so long. The unrelenting friction brought Sieun rapidly to his physical limit. His body experienced a series of small, involuntary spasms against Suho’s lap; he released a small spill of semen that dampened his own underwear, soaking through the thin pajama fabric until it stained Suho’s clothes as well. Feeling the warmth of the fluid and Sieun’s final tremors, Suho’s own body reacted in tandem, hitting an immediate, crushing orgasm that left him gasping for air.-
-Sieun remained motionless for a few moments, keeping his heavy body slumped over Suho, slowing his movements to a lazy, dragging friction as he tried to catch his breath. Suho, his respiration equally wrecked, kept one of his hands on Sieun’s backside, caressing the area softly in a gesture of pure tenderness and comfort.-
-After a few moments of heavy silence where only their ragged breathing could be heard, Sieun lifted his head slightly, locking eyes with Suho with an unyielding determination in his heated gaze.-
ㅡMake love to me, Suho.-He requested in a clear, unhesitating whisper.-
-Suho’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with a mix of adoration and renewed desire at his partner's boldness.-
ㅡAren't you a brat, mmh? Acting all mischievous...-He murmured, sliding his hands back down to Sieun’s hips.-You want hyung to make love to you right here? You want me to push it all the way inside you?
-Sieun nodded without a second thought, holding the eye contact with flushed cheeks and a face glistening with a fine sheen of sweat from their previous exertion.-
ㅡYes, hyung... I want it inside me. I want you to make love to me tonight...
-Slowly, Sieun began to slide down Suho’s body, abandoning his lap. His gaze never wavered from his boyfriend's as his hands dragged delicately toward the waistband of Suho’s pajama pants. Face burning with arousal, he leaned over the taut area, beginning to lick the fabric over the hard length, sucking lightly at the dampness underneath. The gesture, dripping with a raw and unexpected sensuality, completely re ignited Suho’s senses, leaving him utterly reeled in for the next step.-
-Suho realized in that exact moment that the supposed innocence he had attributed to Sieun for years was non existent; in intimacy, his boyfriend was a total deviant who seemed to have pent up his instincts to the absolute limit. Watching him lick his erection like that, with the thin fabric of his pajamas soaked in saliva clinging to his lips and tongue, was an absolute revelation.-
-Sieun wasn't holding back a single thing from this hidden side that Suho had never imagined witnessing. Suho closed his eyes, overwhelmed by a wave of pure pleasure, not quite knowing how to react. He had abstained from his own sexual desires for so long out of sheer respect for his precious boyfriend, and now he was acting so wildly that it left him completely stunned.-
-Making an effort to claw back a shred of sanity amidst the intense stimulation, Suho cracked his eyes open and sought Sieun's gaze.-
ㅡSweetheart... In my jacket pocket... There's a condom, go grab it.-He managed to get out, his voice thick and rough.-
-Sieun paused his movements for a second, flashing a mischievous grin as he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He stood up from the bed with a slow deliberation that tortured Suho's senses and walked over to the jacket. Pulling out the small, square foil packet, he returned to the mattress and held it right in front of his boyfriend's face.-
ㅡSo you were thinking about doing it too, hyung.-Sieun commented, his tone soft but teasing.-
-Suho, completely flushed, could only nod his head, unable to deny it. Sieun settled back over him, tearing open the metallic wrapper.-
ㅡDon't worry, I'll take care of everything...-He added in a whisper that drove Suho entirely out of his mind.-
-Sieun opened the packet and, with decisive movements, pulled down Suho's pajama pants along with his underwear, exposing him completely. He tried to roll the condom on as best as he could; despite the immense heat dominating the room, the reality was that they were both still virgins, and this represented entirely uncharted territory. Once the latex was adjusted, Sieun wrapped his fingers around Suho’s firm length, massaging it slowly while audaciously bringing it up next to his own face, comparing the size with a mix of curiosity and fascination. Then, he slid the tip of his tongue along the exposed length before pushing himself up to capture Suho's lips in a deep kiss.-
-Suho returned the kiss with a renewed fervor. His hands locked firmly onto Sieun's glutes, squeezing them through the fabric while simulating small upward thrusts, searching for direct contact. Feeling far more motivated and uninhibited, Suho slid his fingers along the edge of Sieun's pants, tugging the garment down along with his underwear in a single motion, leaving his butt completely bare to the touch. Sieun let out a low whimper against his lips and began to grind against him with even more insistence.-
-Seeking to prep the ground properly, Suho slid one of his hands carefully downward, caressing his boyfriend's tight entrance. The direct finger contact ripped a loud, sharp groan from Sieun, a clear indicator of the desperation and desire consuming him entirely. Unable to wait any longer, Sieun took Suho’s length into his hands and began to guide it, attempting to introduce it slowly inside himself. However, the moment the pressure increased, he realized the process was painful. Sieun let out a choked gasp, his eyes instantly welling with tears from the resistance of his own body.-
-Noticing the discomfort, Suho reacted immediately, halting the movement and cupping his partner's face with both hands.-
ㅡWait, baby... Let's use something to make it go in easier, I don't want to hurt you.-Suho said, his voice laced with genuine concern.-
-Sieun nodded, blinking to clear the tears. He looked around, spotting the nightstand, and remembered they kept a jar of vaseline in the top drawer. He reached over, pulled the drawer open, and grabbed the container. After twisting it open, he scooped out a generous amount with his fingers and began spreading the lubricant where it was needed, prepping things properly before trying again.-
-Patiently, Sieun settled over Suho's lap once more. Slowly, the tip began to guide its way inside. Sieun choked back a whimper, gripping Suho’s shoulders so hard his nails scratched at the skin through his shirt. He waited a moment in perfect stillness, allowing his body to gradually adjust to the thickness and size taking up space inside him before he began to move in a slow, careful roll.-
-Suho let out a low, gravelly growl from the depth of his throat at the sheer intensity of the sensation. Sieun’s walls were gripping him with a tightness and heat he had never experienced in his life; it was something entirely unique, an experience that made any past solitary attempts vanish from memory. Sieun kept whimpering and crying lightly from the physical invasion, but the need for pleasure overrode the discomfort, so he decided to pick up the pace. The sudden increase in speed caused the length to slip fully in and out of him repeatedly.-
-Their mutual lack of experience quickly showed in their execution. Due to the rushed pace and lack of practice, Suho’s length slipped out entirely on several occasions, missing the mark on the next downward motion. Every time this happened, Sieun was forced to pause momentarily, taking him with his fingers to realign him correctly before dropping back down.-
-Despite the clumsy slips, the movements became faster and harder. The moans escalated in volume, filling every corner of the bedroom. With every deep, bottoming thrust, Suho’s head hit Sieun's prostate directly, making the younger boy scream out in pleasure without a care for the noise, begging for more intensity. The sensory overload caused Sieun to hit another wave of involuntary spasms. Moving frantically for a final few seconds, he lifted himself up, letting Suho slip completely out of his interior.-
-With a boldness that utterly reeled Suho in, Sieun leaned forward, wrapped his fingers around the length, and quickly stripped off the used condom. Without hesitating, he brought the latex to his mouth, using his lips and tongue to swallow the remaining pre cum directly from the condom, keeping his gaze locked onto Suho's eyes. Suho felt an intense, burning coil tighten in his gut at the sheer rawness of the sight, watching his boyfriend take complete control of the situation.-
-A few moments later, the overstimulation reached its breaking point. Sieun came freely all over Suho's stomach, and almost simultaneously, the visual impact and physical proximity caused Suho to hit his own climax, releasing inside the sheath of his own hand. The thrusts slowed down to a lazy, dragging friction as they both brought their lips together again in a wet, breathless kiss.-
-After a few moments of absolute quiet, Sieun pulled back just a few inches. A satisfied, feline smile stretched across his sweaty face as he ran his tongue over Suho's lips, tasting the remnants of their encounter.-
ㅡMore, hyung. Let's do it again.-He requested in a whisper, his eyes gleaming in the dim light.-
-Suho, entirely spent and his body heavy from the exertion, could only nod his head, completely surrendered to the will of his boyfriend, who on that bed looked like a literal animal in heat that was impossible to deny.-