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Heeseung and Sunoo are the last to shower after the show. The rest of the members had left and returned to their hotel for the night.
They are not precisely chummy, just civil at best, with enough closeness to make their teamwork work.
Heeseung entered the stall at the far right end for privacy reasons, which he picked up back when he was still a trainee. Unbeknownst to many, it is due to the fact that he doesn’t want anybody to know how much Sunoo affects him, doesn’t want anybody to discover how he imagines Sunoo discarding his clothes and running his body under the steady stream of the shower, naked and raw.
Once Heeseung heard the shower knob turning, his imagination started running wild－pinning Sunoo’s body against the wall, gasping and moaning, his member hardening at the sheer thought of licking the droplets of water trailing Sunoo’s body.
Heeseung looks at his reflection, eyes dark, reminiscent of a beast eyeing its prey.
With Heeseung’s rationality now out the window, he starts palming his cock, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth, and muffling his moans and the younger’s name as it echoes. Sunoo.
Heeseung pumps his throbbing and swollen member, envisioning Sunoo clenching around his length, screaming his name. He pictures Sunoo bent over, lips parted and flushed pink, spreading his ass cheeks as Heeseung fucks his needy hole, chasing his orgasm.
“F-fuck!”
Heeseung’s hips start stuttering as he squeezes his cock, a hot searing pleasure driving him to climax, staining the cold wall with his come. As he comes undone, Heeseung immediately scrubs his skin clean, guilt coursing through his veins.
He should not be doing this, let alone to a younger member who holds him in high esteem, but what surprises Heeseung more is when he steps out of the shower, he sees Sunoo, the man of the hour and the object of his desires, standing in front of him, eyes blown wide, pink staining his cheeks, clutching a bottle of lube with his left hand.