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Jongseong admires the difference in their complexion—how his slightly tanned skin complements Sunoo’s fair skin by their entwined hands on his bare chest. Rubbing his thumb over the back of Sunoo’s hand, listening to the boy’s steady breathing from where his head rests on his chest, he lets out a content sigh. Oh how he loves mornings like this—no rushing, no adrenaline kicking, no noise. Just him and his love.
He feels Sunoo stir, finally waking up from his slumber. a small smile makes its way to Jongseong’s face as he waits, squeezing his boyfriend’s hand gently.
Sunoo slowly looks up, eyes dazed and swollen from sleep, cheeks puffy. There is a pout on his plush lips, which Jongseong finds oh so adorable.
His eyes crinkle at the sight of his boyfriend smiling at him, shifting to bury himself further in Jongseong’s arms. Their bare skin touches, warm, soft. “Good morning,” Sunoo mumbles against his collarbone, feeling him pressing a chaste kiss where his lips are.
“Good morning. You look lovely.” The older male greets back, chuckling when Sunoo smacks his chest lightly. He grins, moving a little to wrap his arms around his love, squeezing them together. He hears Sunoo whining against his chest.
Jongseong rolls them over carefully, now hovering on top of his boyfriend. Sunoo looks stunning under him, with his cheeks painted pink, his hair sticking back on the mattress… His bare neck and shoulders littered in marks Jongseong made the night before.
Sunoo looks so fucking gorgeous.
“You’re so…” He trails off, unable to formulate words to describe how much he admires him, how much he adores his lovely one.
A soft chuckle is what Sunoo gives him, his Adam's apple bobbing, the angry red marks painted across his neck distracts Jongseong a little. “I'm so…?” He teases the older male, a grin on his pretty face.
Jongseong laughs a little, leaning down and resting his arms on his elbows beside Sunoo’s head, his hands reaching to brush the fringe on his boyfriend’s eyes. “You’re gorgeous, babe. so fucking ethereal.” He mumbles, breath fanning over Sunoo’s lips.
“Yeah?“ Sunoo murmurs, his eyes wandering south from Jongseong’s eyes to his nose to his lips.
The older male laughs again, his breathy, husky laugh that makes Sunoo’s toes curl in excitement every time he hears it. “Yeah. you are so… Fucking pretty. Makes me want to ruin you.”
Sunoo snorts, “Pretty late for that huh?” He says, as he runs his fingers through his marked neck oh so slowly, Jongseong’s eyes following the movement with a hooded gaze. Sunoo chuckles, his Adam's apple moving again. “You ruin me eeeevery night.” The younger male says, a little cheeky, teasing Jongseong.
“It's because you’re someone I love to ruin.” Jongseong simply says before leaning down and finally capturing his boyfriend’s lips in a searing kiss. The muffled noise Sunoo let out was swallowed down as Jongseong pressed himself harder against the other.
Their lips move into a quick, but precise rhythm. One of Jongseong’s hands slowly slides from Sunoo’s arm down to his curves, his slightly calloused palm grazing over Sunoo’s smooth skin and then stops by the younger male’s hip. He squeezes tight but gentle, earning a sharp inhale from his boyfriend. Jongseong’s tongue slides between Sunoo’s teeth before pushing in further the other male’s mouth, the soft flesh of Sunoo’s tongue desperately chasing after him.
Hands scramble up to hold onto Jongseong’s toned back, until Sunoo’s arms wrap around his neck, pulling him down. The action aroused Jongseong even more, having him pulling back, their lips separating with a loud smack, with Sunoo whining at the sudden loss, his mouth chasing after him. Jongseong sits on his knees, looking down at his boyfriend and his spit slicked lips, his bruised chest heaving. Jongseong lets out a small huff, lips curling to a teasing grin.
“You look so out of it already and all we did was kiss for a few seconds.” Jongseong teases, placing his palms on Sunoo’s knees and getting a hold of them to pull the younger male towards him. Sunoo gasps at that, feeling the back of his thighs hitting his boyfriend’s own. Jongseong’s hands creep down on Sunoo’s thighs, the feathery touch of his fingers makes Sunoo shiver.
“Gorgeous.” Is what Jongseong mumbles before grabbing his boyfriend’s semi hard cock. Sunoo gasps, his hips shaking.
“Ah, don’t move too much Sunoo-ya.” Jongseong says, a little devious, a lopsided smile plastered on his face as he begins to slide his palm on Sunoo’s dick.
“H-hyung..!” The younger male whines, trembling as pleasure courses through his body. Using his free hand, Jongseong manages to pull Sunoo’s enclosing thighs apart, pinning one of Sunoo’s legs down the bed.
Jongseong continues to stroke Sunoo’s pretty dick, precum starting to come out from the tip. “You have a pretty cock, baby. Just like you.” He mutters, tugging it a little harder, earning a loud moan from the boy underneath him.
“Fuck—“ Sunoo curses, another moan coming out as Jongseong quickens the pace, his eyes watching his lovely boyfriend fall apart beneath him. “Hyung–!” Sunoo gasps, hands struggling to grab a hold of Jongseong’s arm.
“Hyung please..!” Sunoo cries, inhaling a deep breath and letting out another loud groan when Jongseong’s thumb strokes the tip, catching the precum between his fingers.
Sunoo pants, and despite his legs feeling like jelly from the stimulation his boyfriend is currently doing to him, he manages to hook his other leg behind Jongseong and pulls him towards him. The older male raises his eyebrow, chuckling at how desperate Sunoo looks.
“What? what do you need, Sunoo-ya?” He asks, the hand on Sunoo’s dick halting, earning another whine from the younger male.
Sunoo mutters some gibberish words, his lips parting when Jongseong does another hard tug. “You–! Please… hyung. Please, please, please, please . Anything—your fingers, your cock. Please. ” He pleads, eyes blurring from the tears brimming.
Jongseong chuckles softly, leaning down to wipe his boyfriend’s eye. “Okay.” He mumbles, fondly watching his love squirm under his touch.
He moves, his hand leaving Sunoo’s hardened cock. He shifts to lean over the mattress to open the drawer on the bedside table, pulling out a bottle of lube and a packet of condom. He throws it aside, leaning back again to admire the work of art that is his boyfriend beneath him.
Gorgeous, unworldly gorgeous. Are the words Jongseong would say when people ask him about his wonderful boyfriend. Ever since they met, Jongseong has always found Kim Sunoo ethereal. From under the dim lights of the 24-hour convenience store across campus, when he was on a mission to buy some red bull and coffee, he saw the most beautiful person—yes, even more beautiful than his own mother. The prettiest person to ever exist, standing behind the counter, batting his equally pretty eyelashes doing his best not to fall asleep. Now years later, he still has the same long and beautiful eyelashes and Jongseong is still—if not, more— totally gone for him.
He huffs as he feels Sunoo’s heel on his ass, pulling him once again. Jongseong snorts at his boyfriend’s whining (again). “You’re too cute… And impatient.” He mumbles.
Jongseong slowly grabs his own dick, eyes never leaving Sunoo’s brown ones. He leisurely strokes the already throbbing cock, taking his time on teasing his boyfriend. He watches Sunoo’s hazy eyes look down on his cock, swallowing hard.
“Do you want it?” The older male asks, grinning. Sunoo looks at his eyes again, his swollen lips pouting. There was a tiny nod, and if Jongseong wasn't staring intently at Sunoo, he wouldn’t be able to notice.
Jongseong moves again to let the younger male sit up. Sunoo rolls over, leaning his whole body down on the bed, now facing Jongseong’s angry cock. He looks up, meeting Jongseong’s lidded eyes as if he was asking for permission. When the older male nods his head, Sunoo immediately grabs the dick with his warm hand, stroking the base oh so softly.
A groan comes out of Jongseong’s parted lips as Sunoo begins to trail kittenish licks on his cock.
Sunoo sighs as he kisses the tip, his tongue poking the slit. His hand continues to stroke the base, flicking his wrist in a skillful manner, as if his hand was made for this—maybe it is. Maybe Sunoo is made for taking Jongseong’s cock, with how pretty he fucking looks between his boyfriend’s legs, back arched so beautifully, his perky ass jutting out.
“Fuck…” Jongseong groans once Sunoo swallows half of his cock. The warmth of the younger male’s mouth engulfs his aching dick. He gently grabs Sunoo’s pink hair, fingers gripping on the strands. The younger male groans on his dick, turning Jongseong on even more.
Sunoo inhales before swallowing down most of Jongseong’s cock in his mouth, the tip poking the back of his throat. Jongseong prides in the size of his own dick—thick and long. He remembers the first time Sunoo saw it, the younger male’s doe eyes widening in shock, even telling him that he has not taken a dick that big in his life before. The comment made Jongseong jealous of course, hearing Sunoo talk about the other men he fucked before him. Their first time having sex had Sunoo crying on his sheets, ass throbbing in pain and pleasure from how hard Jongseong was fucking him. The cries Sunoo made that night were forever engraved in Jongseong’s mind, how Sunoo uttered high pitched whines about Jongseong’s dick hitting him in the right places.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart.” Jongseong mumbles as Sunoo bobs his head up and down the older male’s cock. The fingers on his pink hair are still gripping him tightly. Sunoo pulls back for a while, the dick leaving his mouth with a loud pop as he inhales for air. He goes back, sloppily licking and kissing Jongseong’s dick. Sunoo continues to play with the other male’s cock, Jongseong exhaling so loudly through his nose.
Sunoo looks up once again, his pink tongue poking out of his plump lips, his left hand still pumping Jongseong’s cock like his life depends on it. He watches Sunoo lick the precum oozing out, sucking on the tip.
“Stop, stop.” The older male breathes out, his fingers loosening its grip on Sunoo’s pink hair, his other hand gently pushing his boyfriend away from him. Sunoo sits up, hands resting on his thighs, his eyes staring at Jongseong, waiting like the obedient little thing he is.
Jongseong breathes deeply before ushering Sunoo to lie down again, the older male positioning himself in between Sunoo’s spread legs. He leans over to grab the bottle of lubricant and the packet of condom that mysteriously slid towards the pillows beside Sunoo’s head.
His boyfriend watches him with half-lidded eyes, his spit slicked lips parted, tongue peeking. Jongseong chuckles, opening the cap of the tube and squeezing an ample amount of the cold liquid on his hand. He looks down at his slicked fingers, then to Sunoo whose eyes start to brim with unshed tears, lower lip caught between his perfect white teeth.
“I’m gonna put it in, baby.” Jongseong mutters, one finger playing on Sunoo’s hole. The younger male nods his head so Jongseong slowly slides his slicked index finger inside, earning a gasp from Sunoo. The ravenette hums in satisfaction.
“More?” Jongseong asks. Sunoo nods again, a tiny noise coming out of his lips as the older male slides in another finger. “How many fingers do you think you can take?” He asks.
“T-three… I’m still a little loose from last night.” Sunoo manages to mutter despite the pleasure he could feel from Jongseong’s fingers being inside him.
Jongseong laughs a little at the confession, shaking his head. That’s true though, his fingers could slide in perfectly in Sunoo’s hole. Sunoo lets out a loud moan when Jongseong’s third finger invades him.
“Ah–“ Sunoo groans. “Please, hyung.” He mumbles.
“Hm? Please what?” Jongseong, normally would do everything Sunoo wants no questions asked, decides to be a little shit that morning and teases the smaller male under him.
Sunoo whines again, “Please… Need you, need your cock please.” He cries.
Jongseong, ever so loving boyfriend, smiles fondly, stopping his hand before his hand gets cramps. He wipes his fingers on the sheet—taking a mental note to make sure they change the sheets after—and grabs the packet of condom and tears it.
Sunoo sees Jongseong slide the condom on his cock, beautifully erected. He swallows the lump on his throat as he watches his boyfriend stroke his cock a few times before shifting to line himself in Sunoo’s hole.
“I’ll put it in.” Not a question but a statement. Sunoo feels the tip of his cock intrude his entrance, making him gasp. Jongseong slowly pushes his cock inside, painfully so. Sunoo groans in frustration, wanting to get fucked immediately.
“Hyu—“ He wasn't able to finish his sentence when Jongseong, the bastard , decided to shove his entire cock inside, slamming himself.
Sunoo screams in surprise, hands hurriedly finding the headboard to grip on it. Jongseong’s large hands find their way on the younger male’s hips, gripping the flesh as he starts to move his hips.
“Shit– fuck.” Sunoo curses under his breath as the male in between his legs pounds into him, the sound of their skin slapping resonating around the room.
Jongseong leans down, his hands leaving Sunoo’s hips to brush the younger male’s hair out of his face. He presses his lips onto Sunoo’s open mouth, teeth biting on Sunoo’s lower lip, sucking on it.
Sunoo’s legs wrap around Jongseong’s torso, pushing him down. The older male props his arms beside Sunoo’s head as he slams his hip harder, faster. The tiny little noises that come out of Sunoo’s lips are adorable, Jongseong loving it a little too much.
“Sunoo—fuck.” The older male groans, burying his face in the crook of Sunoo’s neck, lips parting and then biting on the flesh above the other male’s collarbones. He bites on it and then sucks on it, taking another advantage of the fact that Sunoo’s skin bruises oh so easily.
He leans back again, hands grabbing Sunoo’s legs and pushes them down, folding the other male in half. The new position shots another pleasure in their bones, the pace quickening, the bed creaking under their weight and the harsh movements. The moans Sunoo lets out gets a little higher, the groans leaving Jongseong’s mouth getting louder.
“Do you–“ The older male starts, then pauses to laugh when Sunoo’s gasps in surprise, his eyes widening, tears streaming down on his pretty face. Jongseong continues to piston his hips to the same angle over and over as he listens to Sunoo’s pleasured moans.
“Do you think you can come untouched?” Jongseong manages to ask after a few seconds, his hips slowing down, deciding to pound a little slowly but harder and deeper instead.
Sunoo gasps for air, a quiet sob leaving his lips. “Y-yes.” He cries.
Jongseong laughs a little, winded at the arousal and pleasure. He watches as Sunoo falls apart beneath him once again as he delivers another hard and deep thrust. Jongseong revels at the sight of Sunoo’s thighs jiggling and trembling against his fingers.
Sunoo looks so fucking wrecked and there is no other person who can have the beauty that is Kim Sunoo under them like this—pliant and beautifully ruined, there is no other person who can see him like this other than Park Jongseong himself.
“Shit,” The older male curses, his hips starting to stutter on his thrusts.
Sunoo cries harder, hands reaching up towards Jongseong who leans down to capture his boyfriend’s lips in his.
With a few more hard thrusts, Sunoo comes first, hot white cum painting both of their stomachs. Jongseong continues to pound his dick, sucking on Sunoo’s tongue.
It doesn’t take long before the older male follows suit, his thighs trembling as he comes inside the condom, dick still buried deep inside Sunoo’s hole. Jongseong groans, his forehead resting on Sunoo’s shoulder, the younger male caressing his hair.
Once Jongseong comes down from his high, he leans back and slowly pulls his cock out, the condom hanging loose with the cum inside. Sunoo sighs at the sudden loss, his ass feeling empty. His puckered hole clenches around nothing.
“Good morning.” Sunoo suddenly greets after a little while, voice hoarse. Jongseong looks down as he ties the condom and throws it to the bin three feet away from them (which he fortunately didn’t miss).
“Good morning, my love.” The older male says with a cheeky grin, leaning down to press a firm kiss on Sunoo’s bruised lips.
Sunoo chuckles against Jongseong’s lips. “That was a great way to start our weekend.” He mumbles.
“Yeah, well. I’m making the most out of it before we both get busy again because of work.” The older male says, before leaning back and moving to stretch his limbs. He stands up from the bed, cracking his bones.
Sunoo watches his boyfriend with a small smile on his lips.
Jongseong looks back, an adorable smile adorned his pretty face. A smile that is a little too pretty and innocent as if that man didn’t rail him literally five minutes ago.
“I’m gonna run the bath, hm? You can close your eyes for a while.” Jongseong says, grabbing a clean white towel from their drawer. He begins to wipe Sunoo’s face first, then to his neck down to his torso, arms and then legs. Sunoo is too tired to argue that the other male doesn’t have to do it, that he can do it himself (he can’t).
“You’re too nice.” The pink haired male mumbles, his eyes drooping drowsily. Jongseong chuckles at that, as he goes back to wiping Sunoo’s face.
“Yeah? It’s because I love you.” He grins.
Sunoo giggles sleepily, “I love you too.” He mumbles before drifitng to sleep once again.
Jongseong snorts, looking at the younger male for a little while before trudging towards the bathroom to run the warm water on the bathtub. He wipes himself as he stands beside the tub. He drops one of Sunoo’s favourite bath bombs, and then he waits until the tub is ready, walking out of the bathroom to wake the sleeping male.
“Hey, baby. Wake up, the bath is ready.” He mumbles, shaking Sunoo gently.
The younger male stirs awake, slowly blinking as his eyes open. “Hm?” He mumbles incoherently, moving to face Jongseong who’s smiling down at him. “Let’s go, you need to take a bath.”
Sunoo hums, standing up from the bed with the help of his darling boyfriend. Jongseong chuckles as Sunoo staggers to walk, his hips bent in a familiar way. The younger male hisses and shoots him a glare. “Stop laughing.” He grits.
The statement only made Jongseong laugh more, now earning a slap from his boyfriend. “Shut up, not a word should be uttered Park Jongseong.”
The older male could only snort in amusement, gently helping Sunoo to the tub. Once the younger male is sitting inside the warm water, Jongseong follows him, sitting in front of the other male, resting his back on Sunoo’s chest.
“Love you.” Sunoo mumbles, kissing Jongseong’s shoulder. The other male smiles, reaching up to grab Sunoo’s hands to intertwine their fingers. He presses a kiss on the younger male’s palm.
“I love you too.”
Jongseong turns around and kisses Sunoo on the lips, which the other male returns. He moves his body to face the other male without breaking their kiss, the sound of their lips smacking echoing inside their bathroom.
When they part, Jongseong chuckles a little.
Sunoo raises an eyebrow, confused as to why his boyfriend is laughing right now when all they did was make out for a few seconds.
“Why are you la—“ He doesn’t get to finish his sentence when his eyes dart down, the familiar tip of Jongseong’s cock peeking through the waters of the tub. He looks up at his boyfriend who gives him a sheepish look.
“Seriously?” Sunoo asks, dumbfounded, but still finding his adorable Jongseong amusing.
The older male shrugs, “Sorry.” He says, not even bothering to look a little apologetic. “Another one?”
Sunoo narrows his eyes. “You’re pushing my buttons, Jongseong-ah.”
“The only thing I’m going to push is my dick inside yo—“
“Park Jongseong!”