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Shotaro feels like he is in heaven right now.
And Eunseok and Sohee are the reasons for it.
He would expect that after dating his best friends, it would not feel any different. The three of them were already knitted prior, Shotaro is certain the dynamic between one another would not change.
But boy, he is wrong.
It feels better, the strings are stronger than ever. Shotaro’s heart has never felt warm until recently. It can be from the smallest to the biggest of things. From how Sohee would give him a little kiss on the cheek as a way of saying ‘have a good day’ when he has to go for his classes, and how Eunseok would accompany him in dinner after coming home from dance practice.
The happiest part, Shotaro feels so grounded and secure. The way Eunseok and Sohee constantly showers him with reassurance that he is always meant to be here and to be with them. Shotaro trusts Eunseok and Sohee with his heart, and they trust him with doing the same. Shotaro is in awe.
One thing certainly, he is grateful to be with them in this day and age. They complete Shotaro wholeheartedly.
However, another problem (Shotaro would not call it a problem. He rather calls it an ‘acquired habit’ he needs to get used to) Shotaro has to go through is,
He did not realize how needy Eunseok and Sohee are.
Before becoming official, Shotaro’s sex life to say the least, was not as blooming as theirs. Of course, he expected Eunseok and Sohee to have better experiences since they became a thing first. They had sex together, they know each other’s bodies from the tip of their fingers, knowing what are each other’s spots that would get them moaning in an instant. But for Shotaro, he does not even know what sends himself to the edge, handjobs are good enough to make him sensitive.
Eunseok and Sohee also have top-tier staminas, Shotaro can see from how they could not keep themselves away from him after a full session of making love. Meanwhile, Shotaro already feels tired from giving himself a handjob, let alone another round. It is ironic, Shotaro’s dancing background would have given him good endurance to vigorous activity. But it has failed him miserably, he blames his boyfriends’ barbaric behavior, they are beyond repair. Shotaro thinks they are insane.
(Eunseok has been joking around with Shotaro, saying that as their relationship goes by, Shotaro’s stamina would be as par to them. Shotaro blushes at how Eunseok says that they will ‘practice a lot from now on.’ Shotaro knows what he means by that.)
Nonetheless, with Shotaro coming in late to the picture, Eunseok and Sohee did not waste time to figure out what Shotaro likes in bed, on his behalf. And Shotaro is thankful for that, and also terrified.
Shotaro is thankful to his boyfriends’ experience, Eunseok and Sohee always hit the bullseye accurately. They are able to find the likes and dislikes of Shotaro. He is impressed to say the least. The terrifying thing is, Shotaro is also in the journey of discovering new things he liked, or kinks he did not know existed in the first place. Shotaro feels filthy, he did not expect the amount of pervertness prevailed within him.
(Innocent hyung, that's what Sohee calls him, rightfully so after Sohee introduced Shotaro to what Sohee calls it as, ‘giving Taro hyung’s cock more attention’ (also known as, overstimulation).
As from the shift of only settling himself with jerking off to this, Shotaro fears he might not be able to please himself anymore. Eunseok and Sohee are too good. They made him feel like he is in cloud nine, nothing he has ever imagined would top what he is experiencing with his boyfriends now.
Their hands are magic, their lips are addicting to his own and his skin, the little teases they would play in here and there just to hear Shotaro cry in pleasure. Shotaro also picks up on how Eunseok and Sohee have a thing for him moaning, which only coaxes the ego within Shotaro to not hold back and tell his lovers how good he feels.
The effect of bliss, and love rushing through his veins after, Shotaro loves the aftercare that Eunseok and Sohee gives as much as having sex with them. The way they would take care of him, clean him up, wash him in Shotaro’s bathtub in a nice wake bubble bath. Eunseok and Sohee would never lose the opportunity and pepper Shotaro with kisses and hugs, ending their night with laying on each side of the Japanese male and cuddling him tight.
Eunseok and Sohee are so lovely to him. They are so perfect for Shotaro.
Friday afternoons are perfect for lazy naps, slow strolls and a whole bunch of procrastination. Shotaro is trying to fill up the word count to his report on the evolution of theater, it is due 11:59pm on the same day. With the clock 3pm, he still has 5000 words to go. Great.
Shotaro would have finished this report the day before if it was not for his gorgeous, never ever seen visuals that are out of this world significant other(s), Eunseok roaming his palm all over the older’s thigh while sitting beside him in the kitchen doing the assignment knowing damn well he is sensitive there. Eunseok played dumb, he knew what he was doing, but he blamed it on Shotaro anyway, for being ‘too adorable to resist ’.
They fucked the whole afternoon away, with Eunseok taking the ‘practice’ a little too serious and went for multiple rounds. Shotaro was worn out by the night, thoroughly fucked with how insane that man was going at him. Not that Shotaro was hating on that but his report is not going to write by itself.
The same old routine sets back in, with every ounce of his remains, trying to squeeze the last bits of motivation to finish, Shotaro is now sitting on the couch of the living room, his laptop balancing on a pillow, typing away.
Shotaro’s eyebrows are furrowed, trying to make sense in his last sentence of the third paragraph. He is doing it, making progress to make it up for yesterday.
“Just one more paragraph.” Shotaro pep-talked to himself, neck arched back slightly to release the tension he is feeling in his muscles.
Moments of deleting and retyping, he was done with the third. Shotaro cheered internally.
“One more-”
“Hyung? Was looking for you just now. Didn’t know you’re here.” Shotaro did not need to look behind to know who the person is. The guy who railed him yesterday-
“Another report? Didn’t your professor give you one last week to do and you just finished it days ago?” Eunseok asked, sitting right beside the older, holding a packet of something. Shotaro could not comprehend. Eunseok seems to have just finished showering, towel around his neck.
Shotaro groans in response. “He in fact did give us another report to do. Professors are witches hiding under their doctorates, I swear he is so mean for this.” Shotaro mumbles behind the screen, fingers stopping at the keyboard while he is thinking on another point to bullshit through.
The other hums, hand reaching out to pat Shotaro’s shoulder as a sign of encouragement before he starts opening the packet. Shotaro eyes sideways, watching the younger male tearing out what looks to be a candy wrapper. The younger plops it in his mouth, sucking on it gently. Hums are heard from Shotaro’s right, Eunseok is enjoying his candy.
“Candy? What is that new flavor you got?” Shotaro peers away from his screen, looking from the bag of candy to Eunseok.
“This? I don't know, I think it is peach candy or something.” Eunseok answers, looking at the back of the candy bag trying to make up what he is eating.
Shotaro hums as an acknowledgement, looking back to his screen. He then displays his palm flat to the younger, indicating that Shotaro wants some too. “Can I have some?”
Eunseok is silent, eyes flicking between Shotaro’s palm and then at the older. “Come taste it in my mouth then, hyung.”
And Shotaro stops, his fingers scrolling down his report comes into a halt. He turns around slowly, to look at Eunseok.
“Huh?”
Eunseok is still sucking on the candy, on his tongue, probably swirling it in his cavern from what Shotaro can imagine. He just stares at the Korean male, confused. The sounds, is all sloppy and loud, the hardness of the candy hitting between Eunseok’s teeth. The younger then parts his lips, all wet and Shotaro is right, the imagery of his candy rolling against his tongue is obscene to say the least. Shotaro also knows Eunseok is doing this on purpose, to try and rile him up.
What a devil.
“Seok, how am I supposed to taste the candy when it is in your mouth-”
“With your tongue hyung, in my mouth.”
Shotaro shakes his head, facing back the screen but if only his fingers move on his stupid ass keyboard that is not going to type on his own-
Shotaro could feel Eunseok moving closer, chin perched up against his shoulder, eyes pretending to read the words Shotaro is typing but he knows all too well that he is not paying attention. Despite being so close with Eunseok for ages, Shotaro feels his face warm up at their proximity.
“You don’t wanna taste? This candy is one of a kind, it’s so sweet but also-”
“Seok, pass me a candy please? I only got one last paragraph and you can do whatever you want on me lat-” Shotaro could not finish his sentence, as his lips are suddenly shut with the yank of his chin from Eunseok, only for their tiers to connect.
Their lips move in sync, like an orchestra. It is as if they picked right off, the harmony between their lips is desperate. Eunseok did not shy away from cupping the older’s cheeks with a hand, thumb running the expanse of Shotaro’s cheek, keeping him in place. Shotaro feels dizzy, Eunseok makes him dizzy. Shotaro likes how firm Eunseok can be with his touches. They have been sharing countless kisses after they have become official but it never fails to put a coil right at the pit of his stomach.
Shotaro sense his tummy churn when the younger brushes his tongue right across his lower tier, poking right in asking for entrance. Shotaro did not protest, lips parted and god , his mind exploded.
Shotaro almost forgot how good Eunseok is, when his tongue swiftly shifts right into his cavern. His head tilts to the side, and Shotaro mirrors the same as their lips latch tightly. Tongues brushing against one another, Shotaro let out a muffled whine, hands going up to fist around Eunseok’s shirt, clinging onto him for dear life. Eunseok tastes sweet, the remaining candy flavoring coats Shotaro’s tongue.
Shotaro comes into senses, both of his boyfriends are pieces of nasty fucks. They like wet and messy, however Shotaro could see the difference with how Eunseok shows his wild side, in contrast to Sohee who immediately shows during their first night together. Eunseok gradually shows as time passes by, the sweet, prince-like charm he displays is long gone. This surprises Shotaro, not expecting this unholy side behind the calm facades of Eunseok.
It feels like a moment when they part, Shotaro feels sweetness lingering within the ridges of his tongue mixed with his heavy panting, and something hard is already nestled within.
The candy.
“How does it taste, hyung? Do you like it?” Eunseok asked, the calm demeanor plaster across his face, unaffected. As if he did not shove his tongue invasively right against Shotaro’s throat minutes ago and slot the candy in skilfully without the older’s notice. Shotaro is indeed impressed.
It took some time for Shotaro to digest what the other was saying, he is not transported back to the present, still stuck in the past of their shared kisses.
Eunseok did not wait for Shotaro’s answer, now taking another candy and plops right back in his mouth. Again, the repetition of his movements surfaces back, tongue swirling, lips smacking right against the candy-
This time, he smears his lips well with the stickiness of the candy, placing it in between to let it coat. It is hard to do since it is not a lollipop, there’s no stick to hold the candy in place. But Eunseok being Eunseok, knowing how to use his warm wet tongue a little too well, did it swiftly. Shotaro swoons in the inside.
The younger male then places the candy back into the wrapper and leans in, pressing his wet glossy lips over and over Shotaro’s, transferring the stickiness. Shotaro stays still, Eunseok’s hand behind his nape to hold him firm. Shotaro loves the duality, the way Eunseok shifts from being rough and then going back to the familiar softness. It is like a push and pull, and Shotaro allows himself to get swayed.
When Eunseok is satisfied, he pulls away with one last smooch and, licks the reminiscence of the candy right along his tower tie. Shotaro did the same on his own. Strawberry?
“I like this one better, how about you hyung?” Eunseok asks. This time, Shotaro manages to forge an answer.
“I think I am more for the peach.” Shotaro still has the previous candy in his mouth, sucking it right between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.
With that answer, Eunseok gives out a small, oh so cute , smile towards Shotaro. He leans in for one more peck, taking the strawberry candy he left earlier on the wrapper back into his mouth while leaving the candy packet right on top of the older’s keyboard and stands up from the couch.
“My bad, I think I am distracting you. Get your work done, it is almost 4.” Shotaro then looked at the clock display on the right side of his laptop screen. 3:54pm.
Mind blank, Shotaro only nods, still speechless with what he just did earlier on with his lover. The soft, gentle curl of Eunseok’s lips is still there, but Shotaro could feel a sense of smugness written across his visage for a brief moment.
"Good luck with work hyung, when you're done I'll make sure to cuddle you lots as a reward. You have worked hard." the angelic embodiment of Eunseok came back again. But it feels falsifying.
Eunseok then leaned closer to his ear, in a hushed whisper. “Or I'll give you more than just that. You deserve so much more, so proud of you to call you my hardworking hyung. Round two maybe, in my bed? See you later.” Shotaro gasps at the soft nibble against the shell of his ear, lips brushing ever so slightly but still goosebumps run over his skin.
Something about Eunseok’s voice, smooth like espresso. But also light as a feather. The mischievous giggle that accompanies his suggestive words after, it feels so sexy. Sparks runs down Shotaro’s spine in an instant
The younger then walks away, hand reaching for his towel to hang it over the kitchen chair in their open space. Shotaro’s brown orbs did not leave the other male’s frame until he disappears from his view. Coincidentally, the candy in his mouth is long gone, but the lingering touch of Eunseok’s sweet lips is still there.
He throws his head to the back of the couch, letting out a loud sigh in defeat while his eyes shut with his brows crossed deeply.
Shotaro knows he is doomed, again.
(Shotaro finished the report with the speed of lightning. He sends his report an hour after the kiss, and runs so quickly to Eunseok’s room.
And now, he finds himself underneath Eunseok’s familiar bed, the comforter crumpled up beneath. Eunseok is in between his spread legs, eyes boring into Shotaro’s. The smug lits back up around Eunseok’s expression, lips all wet and slicked after eating Shotaro out as preparation. Shotaro wants to smack that look away.
“Your stamina is improving, hyung. Two times consecutively? You wouldn't usually have sex if you had it the night before.” Eunseok states, lace with a teasing grim as his hand is busy coating himself with lube. Shotaro whines, arms up to act as a curtain to shield his redness from the younger.
“So, did you proofread your report at least once? You were fast. Hopefully there’s not grammar mistakes for you.” Eunseok asks, breath ragged up. Hand holding his own length, he rubs it against the entrance of the older. Shotaro is like a broken machine, whimpering uncontrollably. Shotaro is not sure on how to feel with the Eunseok’s duality, he loves it but also he swears he could get a heart attack on how much teasing Eunseok does to him.
“What? Fuck, I don’t know Eunseok I don’t care-”
“Did you also check your plagiarism rate? Make sure it is not over 30 percent-” Eunseok pushes his tip right into Shotaro’s rim, painfully slow.
Shotaro is about to lose his mind.
“Shut up Song Eunseok! Just put it in and fuck me already.” Shotaro exclaims impatiently as he throws away his arms, his red face on display as his eyes are pleading towards Eunseok. Shotaro’s hips are reeling forward in attempts to take Eunseok whole.
Eunseok could only laugh, he is enjoying poking the older one a little too much. Shotaro knows Eunseok loves watching him go weak with his touches, breaking apart with whatever he does. Getting him all fucked out without needing to do the most, Shotaro knows Eunseok enjoys it so much.
Whatever Shotaro wants, Shotaro gets. Eunseok pushes in, slams his length hard and deep without hesitation. Shotaro’s body arch up from the bed so beautifully, head thrown to the back as he moans out Eunseok’s name needily. Eunseok wished he could see that sight over and over again. It is so addicting.
The next day, as expected, Shotaro could not even walk to his dance practice. He asks his dance teacher for time off.)