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There is absolutely nothing Beomgyu would trade this moment for. Waking up slowly next to your loved one without the shrill ringing of alarm clocks next to your ear while sunlight streams through the translucent blinds casting a beautiful glow over your beautiful husband truly is a privilege for a man like Beomgyu.
His life is secure. He has a stable job, financial freedom, and a dream home he owns with his husband. But security is hard-earned. Coming from a middle-income family, Beomgyu’s parents had enough savings to cover tuition for only his first year of university. He was not like his friends who were backed by money or already had a company waiting for them after graduation—he came from a humble household with dual-income parents who worked hard five days a week to give their children the best life they can give them. To ease the financial burden on his parents, Beomgyu applied for a scholarship, which paid for the remaining two years he had with this institution. It was a relief, to be able to help his parents save a total of fifty-four grand which could have gone into their retirement savings. Yet having a scholarship meant that he had grades to maintain, and it wasn’t possible to do so without sacrificing either his part-time job or social life. He chose to sacrifice the latter.
Huening Kai is a blessing that came into his life in his last year of university. Beomgyu went to the library one day only to find his usual seat taken by someone he didn’t recognise. He must have concealed his shock at having his seat taken so poorly because the guy immediately stood up, whispering his apologies as he quickly tried to shove his belongings back into his bag. The poor guy had been so flustered Beomgyu felt bad and did something he had never done before — he offered to share. It was a big table anyways, it could easily fit two people and then some, and Beomgyu didn’t mind this guy’s company. Something told him that he would be a decent study buddy, which he turned out to be. He was quiet and focused on his laptop the entire time, and never said a word until he stood up to leave and bade Beomgyu goodbye. He again did something he’d never done before—he invited the boy to share his study table with him again next time and the blinding smile the boy, Kai, gave him made Beomgyu’s heart stutter.
Kai came back the next day, which turned into a week, then a month, and friendship easily came for them from then on.
It was also Kai who managed to break him out of his admittedly unhealthy routine of waking up, studying, attending classes, studying some more, going home for dinner and then studying till bedtime. He introduced Beomgyu to quiet cafes perfect for studying, as well as study lounges near their university. Spending eight dollars on coffee every day did put a small dent into his wallet, but he had to admit the change in the study environment did wonders for his mental health. Studying outside with Kai meant that he got to converse with the younger more as they made their way there after school, and had a lot more opportunities to have meals together. The younger, Beomgyu realised, barely studied, but he was content sitting with Beomgyu and silently playing games on his phone while he waited for the older to finish, before they would either grab dinner or make their way back to the dorms together.
It wasn’t hard to fall in love with Kai, not when the younger took good care of him silently from the sides without Beomgyu noticing even though Beomgyu was the older one among the two. He is bright and cheerful, his sunshine, his teddy bear, his comfort, his home. They both got together the year Kai graduated, and married two years after. Beomgyu never stopped working hard, determined to pay his parents back the money they spent on his tuition as soon as possible, and to build a future with Kai. Graduation must have switched something in the younger because he too starts working extremely hard with a determination in him Beomgyu has never seen before. It was for their future, he had confessed to Beomgyu once over drinks and it made him fall in love with Kai all over again. With both so busy with work, neither could afford to wake up slowly together in the mornings, only dinner if they are lucky and an hour of youtube together before they both pass out from exhaustion.
Now, lying in bed with a wonderful view of their private pool and the Maldives beach beyond, with the love of his life stirring awake in his arms, Beomgyu thinks there’s nothing else he could want in life. Perhaps raising five golden retrievers and eventually opening a quiet cafe with a garden in a small town with Kai. But he is content, and maybe this is his definition of “success”.
“Good morning love,” Beomgyu smiles, watching his husband blink awake sleepily. He’s the cutest like this when his face is still puffy from sleep and his hair looks more like a nest than human hair. He places a palm on Kai’s cheek and coos internally when his husband nuzzles into his hand.
“Morning hyung,” Kai yawns, stretching his arms out. His voice is still deep and horse from sleep and it never fails to make Beomgyu’s skin tingle. “What time is it?”
“About eight-ish? The last time I checked.”
“Eight?” Kai blinks in surprise, “That’s earlier than I expected.” Beomgyu hums, settling back against the pillows. Kai closes his eyes again, shifting forward to press his face into the crook of Beomgyu’s neck. He wraps his arms around his husband, fingers feeling the dip of his spine and resting on his lower back while he buries his nose in soft black curls that smell like a mix of floral shampoo and leave-in hair mask that is so distinctly Kai. The weight of Kai’s warm body on his and their legs tangled together underneath the sheets makes him feel so warm, safe and secure. It’s been so long, Beomgyu misses this.
“I miss this,” Kai mumbles into his neck. Guess Beomgyu isn’t the only one who has been feeling this way. He hums and hugs Kai even tighter to himself.
“Me too baby. I hate how our jobs don’t allow us to do this every morning, and on weekends we are so busy with household chores and running errands that we don’t have time for this too. I wish I could have an hour with you like this every day.”
“You can wake up at four in the morning to cuddle me for an hour, I don't mind,” Kai suggests, his cheeky little gremlin, and Beomgyu tickles his sides in retaliation. Kai doesn't even flinch and Beomgyu pouts.
Kai cranes his neck up to press a kiss to Beomgyu’s jaw. “Me too hyung, but don't worry—retirement is coming soon for us.”
“Yeah, in like thirty years,” Beomgyu grumbles and Kai laughs. Their lips find each other’s once again and Beomgyu is ashamed (not really) to admit that his heart still flutters like it was their first kiss many years ago inside their university’s library. It’s an odd angle for both their necks—Beomgyu can already feel his aching and cramping up but he refuses to pull away. Moments like these are hard to come by.
“Right—” Kai pulls away and sits up all of a sudden, causing Beomgyu to flinch. “Wait here.”
The younger scrambles out of bed, rushing over to where his luggage was left messy and wide open and bends over, rummaging for something. Beomgyu can’t help but lick his lips and let his eyes rake appreciatively over his husband’s figure. Kai is much taller, broader, and built-in all the right areas with curves to die for. His back and muscular thighs are littered with hickeys, evidence of their lovemaking last night, and if he squints he can see the print of his hand around Kai’s hips when he accidentally gripped him a little too hard last night. God, it's way too early for his dick to be stirring against his thigh but unlike other days, today , they have the luxury of time.
Clueless to what's brewing on their shared bed, Kai returns excitedly with a bounce in his step, only to squeak in surprise when Beomgyu pulls him into his lap so that he can shamelessly grope his husband’s ass. Kai whines.
“Can you be serious for a moment? I have something—” Beomgyu slips his hands into Kai’s underwear and squeezes, feeling smooth flesh spill between his fingers. He smirks when he sees Kai’s lashes flutter, pausing for a moment. “—f-for you.”
Beomgyu hums, “show me.” His naughty hands however remain where they are.
Kai rolls his eyes, though there is no heat behind the action, and tosses him a black case. He immediately recognises the logo, it’s something Kai used to bring to school every day after all.
“A Nintendo DS?” Beomgyu gasps.
“No, this is a Nintendo Switch, a DS is too outdated,” Kai explains as Beomgyu opens the case and takes out the device. “I remember you said you always wanted one back then but couldn’t afford it, and it was one of your dream purchases once you got a job. But you kinda forgot about it I guess? So I decided to buy you one for our anniversary. I got one myself too so we could play animal crossing together.”
Kai wrings his hands nervously, watching Beomgyu’s expression carefully, “D-do you like it? I mean— I hope I didn’t overstep any boundaries—”
Beomgyu is so touched he feels like he could cry. As Kai said, life had been so hectic the moment he graduated and he had been so busy with other important priorities in life that he completely forgot about this. The fact that Kai remembers something he briefly mentioned only once during their university days brings tears to the corner of his eyes. He’s so full of love for the man in his lap that he feels like he could burst. Beomgyu sits up, wrapping his arms tightly around Kai in a hug. “Of course I do. Thank you so much Kai-ah.”
The younger looks relieved, bending down to press a chaste kiss against Beomgyu’s lips before nuzzling their noses together. “Happy anniversary.”
“I'm sorry I didn't get you anything,” Beomgyu mumbles apologetically.
“You booked this trip for us baby. Being here with you is enough for me.”
He giggles when Beomgyu groans and squeezes his arms around Kai tighter, pressing loud wet kisses all over the younger’s cheeks and neck. He flips them around, such that Kai is now on the mattress with Beomgyu hovering above him. He loops his arms around Beomgyu’s neck, the wedding ring on his finger glistening in the sunlight.
“I love you so much— god, can I fuck you now, please say yes,” Beomgyu whines into his neck, rutting his bare cock against Kai’s thigh. It’s surprisingly hard despite not having done anything yet and it makes Kai bite his lips. “Seeing the bruises I left on you last night completely just— oh god— I think— I think all the blood and love I have for you just went to my dick.”
Kai laughs and a burst of full-bellied laughter rings loudly in the room, “respectfully, lovingly, hyung— you’re full of shit.”
The laughter dies when Beomgyu presses their crotches together and ruts against him, pulling a tiny noise from the younger. He clamps his jaw shut when Beomgyu pulls back from his neck to face him. His husband’s pupils are completely blown out and the way he eyes him hungrily full of desperate want and need makes the younger’s toes curl into the sheets.
“Can I?” Beomgyu asks again, hands already at Kai’s hips, tugging slightly on his underwear. Kai swallows, “Yeah.”
Despite how desperate Beomgyu was earlier, he doesn't rip Kai’s underwear off just yet. Instead, he starts by kissing every bruise left on Kai’s pale neck, adding on new ones in places he might have missed out last night, so slowly, carefully, and lovingly , it makes his heart thud loudly in his ribcage. Almost seven—eight years together today—and it still feels like they got together yesterday.
Beomgyu pays special attention to the spots that he knows the younger is most sensitive, tongue darting out to give it teasing licks before sucking harshly on the patch of already bruised skin, knowing his husband enjoys a little bit of pain. Sure enough, Kai arches slightly, breath stuttering as his fingers curl into the sheets beside him. His cock has filled out in his underwear by now, a wet stain forming at the front of his black Calvins. Beomgyu’s fingers dance by the waistband of his underwear and dip occasionally underneath, so painfully close to the head of his cock that Kai almost whines. Almost.
Kai feels breathless by the time Beomgyu reaches his chest, but he can’t help but bark out a laugh in surprise when Beomgyu pushes his tits closer together and buries his face in them with a groan.
“What— what are you doing?”
“Breathing in these glorious pair of tits.” Beomgyu mumbles, still squeezing at his chest. “Fuck, you have no idea how much I love your boobs.”
Kai stares at him in disbelief and amusement, “thank you?”
“Sometimes when I’m at work and I don’t want to think about work I think about you and your chest. Do you think if I squeeze them hard enough I could fuck my cock in between them?”
“What—”
Beomgyu lets go of his chest, but he presses a thumb into a nipple and Kai jolts at the sensation. “I think about how sensitive they are, how your nipples would harden almost immediately under my fingers when stimulated, how pretty they look puffy and abused after I’m done with them.” The older pinches and tugs lightly on them, dark eyes trained on his chest, marvelling at how they turn red and puffy just as described.
“You have no idea how many times I daydreamed about dressing you up in a sheer babydoll dress, with bullet vibrators taped to your nipples underneath. Might put a leash on you too and make you cum from that alone.” The older spits on his chest and rubs his saliva over his nipples, the wet slide of his fingers and the coldness of the air against his wet buds absolutely maddening . Kai sucks in a breath, face flushed red and his cock now shamelessly dripping from how dirty his husband is being.
“Y-you have a very vivid imagination.”
“It’s not my fault you’re so hot my brain has so much material to work with.”
Beomgyu bends down and blows cool air over his chest before he runs his tongue over a perked nipple, tongue hot and wet. Kai groans, but the older is quick to move on, moving down to his tummy and he tries not to be too disappointed.
“Love your tummy too, so cute, so perfect, and it’s all mine.” the praise washes over Kai like a soft haze and he shivers, watching his husband with dark eyes as he moves closer and closer to where he wants Beomgyu most. He leaves a trail of wet kisses, sometimes bite marks, but it's so painfully tender it makes Kai’s toes curl.
“You're so soft in all the right places, yet so strong and so sturdy.” Beomgyu nips at his hipbone and Kai groans, hands curling in the older’s hair. “Gyu, no more teasing.”
Beomgyu ignores him, moving past the younger’s weeping cock. “Mmm, you could choke me with these and I would die a happy man.” His lips ghost the seam of Kai’s thigh and public bone, “my beautiful angel.” He sucks a mark on the younger’s trembling thigh.
Unable to take it any longer, Kai groans, pulling Beomgyu back up by his shoulders. He’s embarrassed from all the praise, hiding his face behind his hands. “Can you— can you get on with it?”
“With?” Beomgyu teases, tilting his head with faux innocence and batting his eyelashes.
“Don’t make me say it,” Kai whines, still shy after all these years. Dirty talk comes easily for Beomgyu, but not for him. But his husband is a brat and Beomgyu hums, sitting back and pulling even further away from Kai. He lifts the younger’s right leg up and presses a kiss to the inner ankle.
“Then I won’t know what you want, love.”
A surge of irritation rises in him at Beomgyu’s words. Ripping his leg from the older’s grasp, he grabs his husband and yanks him forward, flipping them over with a display of strength he knew turned Beomgyu on. They've never talked about it but Kai is an observant man. He sees the way Beomgyu eyes his biceps when he does the heavy lifting, the way he enjoys being carried around the house and the way his lashes flutter whenever Kai physically manoeuvres him by the hips. Sure enough the older gasps, hips bucking up into nothing when Kai presses him into the mattress and hovers above him. Beomgyu’s eyes darkened impossibly further.
He shifts forward and settles in Beomgyu’s lap, wriggling his hips teasingly when he feels a hard length pressed between his cheeks. He rocks his hips forward again, catching both of Beomgyu’s wrists when he tries to grab his hips. He pins them in front of him on Beomgyu’s chest and his body burns hot when he sees the way the older’s eyes nearly roll back when he closes them, a small whimper rising from his throat. Fuck , this is addictive.
“Not so cocky anymore are you?” Kai grins at the way Beomgyu is only able to watch him helplessly through his lashes, hands and hips both pinned down by Kai. He can literally feel Beomgyu’s precum soaking through his briefs, forming a sticky wet patch where he drags his clothed crack over the older’s cock. It turns him on a lot more than it should.
“You’re so wet for me hyung, just because I shoved you around a little?” Kai reaches underneath him to wrap his hand around Beomgyu’s cock and his fingers return sticky. He sticks two fingers into his mouth and Beomgyu groans.
“You will be the death of me.” Kai giggles around his fingers in return.
The older tries to free his hand from Kai’s grasp, but it's a futile attempt—Kai almost effortlessly puts him back into his place and Beomgyu immediately deflates, breathing much more heavily than before. He moans, hips twitching underneath Kai.
“Please.”
“Please what?” Kai tilts his head innocently the same way Beomgyu did earlier. “I don't know if you don't tell me.”
“Let me touch you at least— if I don't get to touch you soon I might die. Please, love.” Beomgyu begs.
“Dramatic,” Kai comments, but he lets go of Beomgyu’s wrists. That was probably his biggest mistake because the older immediately reaches for his butt, and he hears an ominous rip.
“Choi Beomgyu!” Kai exclaims in surprise. The cool air around his entrance confirms his suspicions. “Dude! These are expensive!”
Beomgyu huffs. “Please do not call me dude when we're about to fuck.”
“Those are—”
“The fact that it rips so easily means that it's time you throw them away.”
“But— my Calvins.” Kai wails.
“Stop whining like you can't afford to wipe out the whole store.”
“Just because we have money now doesn't mean we— o-oh.” All words die in his mouth when two wet digits rub against his entrance. Beomgyu didn't make a move to grab the lube, so it must have been his own precum. The way his dick twitched at the realisation doesn't go unnoticed.
“You're so dirty Hueningie,” Beomgyu smirks, flipping them over.
“S-shut up.”
He’s still loose from last night, two fingers slipping into him easily. Kai lets Beomgyu prepare him, though he thinks the older doesn't need to. Beomgyu prefers to be gentle with him, but he likes it rough and when he can feel the stretch.
“Come on,” Kai whines, voice high and breathy, “put it in already.”
“Beg for it then.” He hates how Beomgyu is so hell-bent on this.
“Fine.” Kai moans, loud and obscene, “Please fuck me, I want your big cock so badly daddy !”
He said it as a joke, but the way Beomgyu freezes and pushes his thighs up to his chest way rougher than usual tells him that it's not a joke for the older. Very interesting, he probably should talk about it with Beomgyu later, but whatever thoughts he had vanished when Beomgyu shoves into him in one full thrust.
Kai gasps, hands scrambling for purchase on Beomgyu’s shoulders. He can barely breathe, the pace set by Beomgyu so rough and punishing it takes him by surprise. He moans, loud and drawn out, thankful that the four figures they paid for this villa came with the privacy he needed to get the best fuck of his life. Who knew that “daddy” was the magic word for getting dicked down the way he dreamed of? Why had Beomgyu not said a thing in the past eight years?
Squirming, Kai tries to push his hips down to meet Beomgyu’s thrusts. He desperately needs more, he needs to feel it in his throat, he needs Beomgyu to fuck him so hard he can't even get out of bed after.
“Stop moving.” Beomgyu grips Kai’s thighs tighter.
“More, more, more, please, I can't.” Kai sobs, continuing to squirm, not hearing what Beomgyu said, mind delirious with pleasure.
Raising a brow, Beomgyu yanks his underwear off just enough to expose his ass and lands a hard smack on his right cheek.
Kai barely registers what happens before he cums, vision turning white as he cums hard , splattering all over his chest and even landing some on his chin. It’s so sudden it even takes Beomgyu by surprise, hands hovering by his side and eyes wide as he tries to process what just happened.
He winces when Beomgyu gently lowers his legs onto the bed and pulls out, a stupid smirk on his face at the discovery. He already knows his husband will exploit that to his heart's content in future. Determined not to lose, Kai brings a shaky hand up and pats his chest. “Here.”
“Huh?” The look Beomgyu gives him is comical, mouth hanging wide open as he stares dumbly at Kai.
He mimics the way Beomgyu pushed his pecs together earlier. “Fuck my tits daddy .”
Kai’s being cruel, he knows. He has to fight off the grin when Beomgyu exhales harshly through his nose, “You will be the death of me.”
Kai’s tits are nothing like a woman’s of course—Beomgyu rutting against his sternum would be a more accurate description than actually fucking his tits. But Beomgyu seems to enjoy it anyways, brows furrowed as he rubs his cock against Kai’s chest, hips rolling and abs flexing sinfully. As hot as it is, it’s clearly not providing the older with enough friction. Sensing his husband’s frustration, he shifts Beomgyu’s cock over to his left pec and holds it there.
Almost immediately Beomgyu’s moans grow in pitch and his thrusts pick up speed. The head of Beomgyu’s cock bumps into his nipple and Kai can't help but whimper.
“You're gonna kill me— fuck— I’m gonna cum.” Beomgyu whines, head lolling back from pleasure.
“Do it, cum on my tits.”
That's all it takes for Beomgyu to spill into his hand, covering his chest with cum. Kai moans at the sight, cock twitching with interest but he's way too spent for anything more. The downsides of being thirty.
Beomgyu flops dramatically down next to him, immediately wrapped around Kai like a koala. He feels bad for the resort staff who has to clean up their cum stained sheets later. They both remain silent as they each catch their breath, Kai’s fingers carding through Beomgyu's sweaty bangs idly.
“Daddy, really?” Kai is the first to speak up, turning to look at the older who flushes bright red.
“Spanking? Really?” Beomgyu retorts and it’s Kai’s turn to flush red.
“In my defence I had no idea…”
“Thinking about it… is that why back then when I—” Kai surged forward to shut his husband up with a kiss, hand coming up to grip Beomgyu’s chin roughly while Kai rolls over him. Beomgyu immediately melts into the bed, body going limp against his.
“That's something else we have to unpack too hyung.” Kai can't help but grin. He pulls a dazed Beomgyu up from the bed, ushering him to the bathroom.
“Go run the bath, I don't think I can walk.” Beomgyu nods and heads to the bathroom first to fill the tub. Only when he yells for Kai does the younger push himself up, groaning when his lower back ached and he stumbled.
“Ow, fuck.”
“Are you okay?” Beomgyu is quick to return to his side, a concerned look on his face.
“Yeah, my back, I honestly don't think I can walk.” Kai presses a hand to his back, kicking his ruined underwear off his legs, “But I like it, always wanted you to fuck me so hard I can't walk.”
Beomgyu sighs and scoops Kai up into his arms bridal style, the younger screeching in shock at the sudden action. “You're lucky my dick can't get up as quickly as it used to, or you wouldn't be walking for a week.”
“We're getting old hyung. Our dicks are getting old.”