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Kim Hongjoong, a fourth-year student at the university, made the long trek to his newly assigned dorm room, carrying a large box with both hands and keeping the handle of his luggage tucked in his elbow. After suffering through the previous semester with the cruelest roommate alive, spring was nearing. By some miracle, in the middle of the school year, the university finally approved his request to move to an entirely different dormitory building. Simply swapping rooms within the same building likely would have sufficed. Not only was it not an option, but he also wanted to get as far away from his previous roommate as possible.
Hongjoong was well aware that he wasn't what people considered cool, but he didn't think it gave others the right to harass him so intensely. The worst part was how his roommate had framed their actions as though he were doing Hongjoong a favor. Either way that was over now, and Hongjoong was making an effort to at least try to come off as not such a loser to whomever his new roommate would be.
When he finally reached the door to his dorm room, he decided to sit his belongings down first and take a brief look around the room where he would reside for the next few months. After he straightened up and rotated his neck to release tension from carrying items so far, he gently knocked on the door in case his new roommate was inside.
After waiting a few moments, the door opened entirely, and Hongjoong felt his heart leap into his throat at the sight of an unbelievably attractive, ethereal man standing and leaning against the open door. He had medium-length raven hair pulled into a half-up, half-down style that framed his pretty face beautifully and created a cute ponytail at his crown. He wore a thin, black, cold-shoulder halter top with a lace-up front and a black leather, form-fitting, wrap mini-skirt. The look was topped off with platform combat boots, a multitude of silver jewelry, and a dark shade of eyeshadow that made him look sultry. The icing on the cake was his plump, red-stained lips, pursed slightly and wrapped around a lollipop stem.
Hongjoong quickly bowed and greeted the taller male but was unable to look him directly in the eye due to the immense feeling of inadequacy he was currently experiencing in the presence of the most beautiful man he had ever seen in his life. "H-Hi. My n-name is Kim Hongjoong. I-I'm—"
"It's five hundred dollars for three minutes," he interrupted abruptly, scanning Hongjoong from top to bottom with his large doe eyes, popping his lollipop out of his mouth with a wet sound. "But clearly, you won't need that much time, so I can give you a discount." He offered him a flirtatious smile but seemed almost bored by the encounter.
The smaller male stood stunned momentarily, and when the words were processed, he became pretty embarrassed and slightly offended. He felt his cheeks heat and turned his head away to stare at anything other than the man before him, "N-No, y-you... I— uh... Um," Hongjoong's gaze flicked to the older male. "What exactly are you offering here? Because five hundred seems steep for such a short amount of time." Hongjoong couldn't stop his brain from doing its usual thing and breaking down the logistics of such an outrageous proposal. "And the median amount of time for intercourse for a human male is roughly five and a half minutes, so it's presumptuous of you to insinuate I won't last three minutes, but I'm not going to spend some absurd amount of money just to prove you wrong. I am just advising you that you may want to reconsider your starting price and duration times if—"
The taller man snorted loudly, interrupting, and stared at Hongjoong, dumbfounded but amused by the nonsense spouting from this apparently innocent and utterly unassuming male before him. He took a moment to laugh briefly in disbelief before he covered his mouth politely. "Oh, wow! Okay," he laughed again. When Hongjoong looked at him again, he was absolutely gorgeous, giggling uncontrollably at whatever joke was so amusing that it caused him to react in such a way. Hongjoong's stomach did a flip when he briefly realized that there was a chance the man wasn't speaking of anything sexual at all. He had just assumed that was where things were going because his mind never had a filter from reality and directly jumped to conclusions based on available evidence. "You are a cutie!" The man cooed, reaching forward to grip Hongjoong's sweater vest and pull him close until their noses were only an inch apart.
The shorter man felt his breath hitch when the other spoke, the words dripping sweet and seductively from his lips, "How about we make a deal then? Since you're new and super cute, I will let you try before you buy. Sound fair?" Hongjoong gaped at him as his brain malfunctioned, unable to process what was happening or even begin to understand this guy's objective.
Before he could respond, the other pulled him through the threshold of the dorm room and kicked the door closed behind them before dragging Hongjoong towards his bed without further preamble. Once they reached it, he guided Hongjoong to sit, but he remained standing and stared down at him with a smirk. The taller man removed the lollipop from his lips, discarding it into a small trash can beside the nightstand that his bed was pushed up against.
"Here's the rules," He stated simply as he knelt on the floor between Hongjoong's legs. "No suppressing noises and no holding back," he said firmly, running his hands up slowly up Hongjoong's thighs. "You can cum in my mouth but don't touch me. At all. Understood?" He added, raising a brow and searching the younger's expression for any sign of hesitation. He almost giggled at the sight of Hongjoong's eyes as wide as saucers, staring right into his own like a deer caught in headlights.
Hongjoong felt lightheaded. He couldn't believe that this was actually about to happen. Not only was his sex life before this point had been entirely nonexistent, but he was about to be given a blowjob for the very first time by the most beautiful being in the world. There was something almost erotic about being told explicitly what was allowed, which was strange to him since he wasn't usually the type of person who liked being ordered around. Still, this man was literally the embodiment of everything Hongjoong ever wanted. His deep voice alone could have caused him to cream his pants right then. He suddenly registered his cock already straining against the zipper of his slacks. He knew that he was going to embarrass himself once things got rolling, but, like hell, he was going to let this opportunity pass him up.
He gave a firm nod to show his agreement but didn't trust himself to speak verbally yet and began unbuckling his belt hastily with shaking fingers. The man before him placed his hands atop the trembling pair to still their movements and smiled up at him sympathetically, "Let me. Just relax." His tone was soft and encouraging, and Hongjoong nodded silently again, feeling his skin burn hotly at the fact that he was visibly shaking. The raven-haired beauty was more than willing to be patient with him, though.
Hongjoong released his hold on the buckle and moved his hands to grip the sheets beneath him to keep them from misbehaving.
The other deftly pulled his belt loose and unzipped his slacks, pausing momentarily to stare at Hongjoong's boxer briefs with amusement. On them, tiny little dinosaurs dancing were printed all over the material, and he covered his mouth to hide the giggles threatening to spill out of his chest.
Hongjoong glanced downwards with embarrassment, noting the silly print his underwear was patterned with, and immediately regretted choosing to wear them today. If he'd had known someone as ethereal as this was about to give him a blowjob, he certainly wouldn't have worn anything quite as juvenile as dinosaur-covered underwear.
"I—" he began but stopped when the other sat taller on his knees until they were at eye level. He pressed his index finger to the more petite man's lips and made a shushing noise.
Hongjoong felt the heat spread down his neck, and he inhaled deeply to calm his nerves. The intoxicating scent of the other man invaded his senses, making the entire situation a bit surreal. The man's finger on his lips felt searing, and he desperately wished he could run his tongue along it and taste him, but he figured no licking fell under the no-touching rule.
"It's fine," the other man whispered, moving his finger slowly to run down his throat and over his chest. "I'm not bothered by a few little dinosaurs," he chuckled as he slowly stroked a path downwards. Hongjoong gripped the sheets under him tighter when his groin was caressed over the cotton fabric of his briefs. He fought the desire to press his eyes shut tightly at the overwhelming pleasure of the friction on his throbbing erection. The need to watch the angel before him was too strong.
The man's face slightly twisted into one of surprise, his eyebrows rising, and he glanced down at where his hand was palming the impressive bulge that had formed between Hongjoong's legs. "Speaking of dinosaurs," he quipped, giving him another squeeze over his briefs before meeting Hongjoong's gaze again and grinning slyly.
Hongjoong's cock seemingly enjoyed the praise and throbbed beneath the raven-haired beauty's touch at the comment.
The taller man's grin morphed into something darker, a mischievous twinkle sparkling in his eyes. He sat back down on his heels, resuming his position and trailing his hands back up Hongjoong's thighs to slip his fingertips below the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down slowly.
Hongjoong lifted his hips to assist and watched intently as his cock was slowly revealed to the man, whose eyes seemed to glint with lust upon viewing his member. The taller male licked his lips in anticipation and, grasped his thick length firmly and gave an experimental pump, causing Hongjoong's breath to hitch once more and his eyelids to droop in pleasure.
"Park Seonghwa," the beauty stated simply, smiling up at Hongjoong before giving him a few teasing kisses on the tip.
The younger sucked in a sharp gasp and struggled to form words, but his voice came out in an embarrassed whisper, "W-What?"
The man hummed against the underside of his cock, continuing to press kisses along his length before responding in between, "My name... is Park Seonghwa..." He made a gentle trail from the base all the way to the tip of Hongjoong's dick, swirling his tongue around his slit before placing another kiss there and making eye contact with a devilish smirk before engulfing the entirety of Hongjoong's cock with his perfect lips, enveloping it in delicious heat.
Hongjoong cried out lowly in response, tossing his head back and gripping the sheets until his knuckles turned white. The sensations washing over him were incredible, and the tight, wet warmth of the other's mouth felt like heaven. It was unlike anything he could have imagined, and he couldn't help but allow his jaw to drop open slightly, a string of soft, stuttering moans leaving his body without his consent.
Seonghwa pulled off with a loud pop, "Now, that was a sinfully beautiful sound." He murmured before wrapping his swollen lips around his cock once more and began bobbing his head expertly, his tongue massaging his shaft the whole way down. Hongjoong's chest was heaving, his breath coming in ragged and strained due to the sheer stimulation.
It took less than twelve for Hongjoong's resolve to snap, and he gave into temptation. Hongjoong finally, desperately, released his vice grip on the sheets, fighting every urge to weave his fingers into that stunning black hair and fuck into that gorgeous mouth. He gently moved one of his shaky hands up and stroked it over those luscious locks. At the same time, the other one went to caress the back of Seonghwa's neck, "Oh, god— I-I can't, H-Hwa," He was mumbling nonsense now but couldn't bring himself to care. He didn't even realize he had used a nickname.
Seonghwa's reaction to either his touch or words was unexpected to his surprise. Instead of pulling off and scolding Hongjoong, the raven-haired beauty moaned filthily and pulled him deeper into his mouth, burying his nose against his skin until he swallowed around him, and Hongjoong lost what was left of his sanity.
Without warning, Hongjoong's grip tightened, and his entire body tensed as a jolt of pleasure shot up his spine. He threw his head back, gasping and cursing, as he released into Seonghwa's waiting mouth. He saw stars as he continuously spurted into his throat for a good ten seconds, unable to control his tremors, "Ah, ah— Oh... Oh, fuck!" he cried out brokenly.
After he finally finished, his muscles completely relaxed, and he fell back onto his elbows on the bed, breathing hard as though he had just completed a marathon, trying to catch his breath. The most pleasurable experience of his entire life washed over him.
Seonghwa removed his mouth from his cock and lapped gently at the remaining cum on his tip. He looked smug as he sat back, wiping his mouth and licking the residual liquid off his thumb.
At the sight, Hongjoong's spent cock twitched with interest. He attempted to rise again, eliciting raised eyebrows from Seonghwa as he stood up, looking amused. Hongjoong instinctively covered his half-hard member with his hands and stared at the most gorgeous person in the world standing over him, hoping he hadn't grossed him out or made him regret their deal. He wouldn't blame him, honestly.
"S-sorry, I didn't mean to—" he began but trailed off when Seonghwa gripped the waistband of his pants still around his thighs. With a simple tug, he pulled them off completely, tossed them aside, and stepped forward, kicking off his platform shoes.
Without breaking eye contact, Seonghwa straddled him and sank down to settle his ass against Hongjoong's growing erection before he rocked down suggestively, making it all too obvious he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath his short skirt. Hongjoong choked on his own saliva, and his eyes grew wide, gazing up at the man towering above him with awe and unable to suppress the shiver that ran down his spine at the delicious drag of silky smooth skin over his bare and hypersensitive dick.
Seonghwa smirked at the adorable display before him, grinding down firmly and reaching up to stroke Hongjoong's cheek affectionately, "I like you," He commented in a soothing tone.
The smaller man gulped audibly before a wave of pure euphoria hit, and he couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. He looked up at the most handsome man, feeling his heart beating wildly at the thought of someone so perfect liking him. No one liked him, and he always made sure he knew it.
This guy must have really been a higher being because Hongjoong had never met a single person, man, woman, or anyone who ever gave him such attention or any sort of kindness whatsoever.
This man was a complete stranger, but he had made him feel happier than ever in the few short minutes they'd shared together. Hongjoong decided at that moment that he would do anything he asked. Hongjoong stared into his large brown eyes adoringly and nodded in agreeance to the sentiment spoken by the most beautiful voice on earth, "I-I like you too," he said, but his heart fluttered when he noticed the ever so slightly stunned look on Seonghwa's face. He figured he'd find some way to ruin this somehow. After all, he was Kim Hongjoong, the loser of the universe.
The moment lasted just a heartbeat before Hongjoong found himself caged in by the most stunning man. His arms were on either side of his head, causing his cock to come to full attention again almost instantly. He didn't know if this guy had a magic potion for lust and happiness sprinkled somewhere under his mini-skirt. Still, he knew without a shadow of a doubt that he wanted him in every conceivable way.
Seonghwa grinned down at him before his expression turned to one of wonder. "Your smile is so breathtaking," He breathed and raised his hand to run his thumb across Hongjoong's bottom lip. It felt like electricity ran through him at the light touch, and his cock jerked enthusiastically beneath the man straddling him. "Oh?" he giggled, looking down between them briefly before returning his eyes to Hongjoong's, "I think your cock likes me too." Hongjoong knew he was blushing all the way to the tips of his ears at that statement, but the soft kiss that followed against his lips wiped any shame from his mind. "So cute," Seonghwa muttered softly, leaning closer to kiss him again.
"It l-likes you a lot," Hongjoong replied sheepishly before cringing at his awkward attempt to flirt. He wasn't great at speaking to people, especially not people as attractive as Seonghwa, and his stupid mouth tended to say whatever it wanted to, regardless of how socially inept he was. This gorgeous man was going to think he was a complete idiot.
But it seemed Seonghwa liked his response an awful lot because the second Hongjoong opened his mouth to say anything else, he pressed his lips to Hongjoong's once again, except this time his tongue explored the expanse of Hongjoong's own, running across his teeth and wrestling with his tongue for dominance. Hongjoong quickly surrendered his mouth, allowing Seonghwa to take complete control, and it was intoxicating.
Their mouths fit together perfectly, as though they were puzzle pieces destined to connect. The way he swirled his tongue in his mouth and sucked on Hongjoong's lips sent a bolt of pleasure throughout his body, and he whined.
Seonghwa gasped into his mouth, breaking their kiss for a mere second to lift the hem of Hongjoong's shirt. He hurriedly obliged, sitting up and lifting his arms to allow both his vest and shirt to be simultaneously peeled off entirely and tossed aside. Hongjoong froze for a moment, unsure of what to do next, and stared intently at the halter top Seonghwa wore, wanting nothing more than to explore every inch of his skin beneath but unsure if that would be okay.
The raven-haired man smiled gently, seeming to understand the internal battle going on within him. He carefully unclasped the collar fastened at the nape of his neck and leaned forward, resting his head on Hongjoong's shoulder before whispering sincerely, "Can you get the zipper?"
Hongjoong shuddered at the feel of warm breath on his skin and moved his hands to shakily rest upon Seonghwa's back.
Slowly, he slid the tiny metal clasp down and loosened the thin material encasing his torso, his fingers ghosting over smooth flesh and his heart hammering inside his chest. Hongjoong gently grasped the fabric and dragged it downward. He pulled it away from Seonghwa's shoulders as the older leaned back to assist, revealing his gorgeous, tan body to Hongjoong, who gawked at the sight before him.
His stomach was flat and sculpted with subtle abs. He looked in perfect shape, which, really, Hongjoong expected no different at this point since he seemed flawless, from his hair down to his toes.
He was toned in a way that Hongjoong could only describe as effortlessly graceful, like a panther ready to pounce on its prey.
"You can touch, Joongie," Seonghwa spoke softly, smiling reassuringly as he grasped Hongjoong's wrists and gently guided his hands to his stomach. His skin felt like silk, and he inhaled sharply as Seonghwa pressed his palms against the flesh of his exposed upper body. Hongjoong immediately relaxed his grip and lightly ran his hands along Seonghwa's skin, reveling at the way his skin felt under his fingertips.
Hongjoong moved his hands upward, skimming the dips of each ab before his hands trailed up to Seonghwa's chest, pausing just below his nipples, which were a shade darker than the rest of his body. He hesitated, and Seonghwa nodded encouragingly.
He tentatively touched the peaks with his index fingers. He lightly traced tiny circles over the hardened buds, causing a low moan to leave Seonghwa and his nipples to harden even more in response. The sound stirred something animalistic within Hongjoong. He wanted to hear more sounds like that, so he continued to play with the perky, gaining courage with the noises of appreciation falling from those gorgeous lips.
With each pinch and flick, Seonghwa rolled his hips harder, creating glorious friction on Hongjoong's cock, which was dripping precum, now trapped between the cheeks of Seonghwa's perfect ass.
When his hands left his chest, crept over Seonghwa's slim waist, and stroked the gentle slopes of his hip bones and lower back, the man above him sighed contently at the touch, and Hongjoong found himself entranced. As if under some kind of spell, his body moved on its own, and he leaned forward to suckle on one of the tantalizing buds, swirling his tongue over the sensitive, sweet-tasting skin.
Seonghwa released a subtle gasp, arching his back slightly into Hongjoong's mouth, encouraging him to continue. He obeyed and proceeded to move his lips to the other nipple and latched onto the peak, sucking eagerly at the soft flesh and taking the tiny nub between his teeth to nibble on gently.
After a few seconds, Seonghwa pushed him forcefully to lay flat again. He wondered momentarily if he had hurt him and went to open his mouth to apologize, but stopped when the raven-haired man swiftly climbed off to fetch a bottle of lube and returned, undoing the tie on his wrap skirt in one fluid motion and letting it fall to the ground before climbing back to straddle Hongjoong.
Hongjoong blinked up at him in utter awe. "W-wait... are you serious...?" He asked incredulously, to which Seonghwa nodded and shrugged, smirking before squeezing the substance onto his fingers and tossing the bottle aside.
Hongjoong could only stare in disbelief, his heart pounding loudly in his ears as the man he only met moments before now positioned his body above him to prepare himself to have sex with him. He had never been more turned on in his life. Still, his anxiety over the prospect of being responsible for this perfect human's pleasure overwhelmed him.
As Seonghwa gripped Hongjoong's rock-hard member, coating it generously with lubricant, he panted through the pleasure, "W-wait again… I should probably tell you… I've, um, actually never had sex before... Are you sure— oh, fffuck..." He trailed off into a high-pitched moan as Seonghwa tightened his grip, holding onto just the head of his cock in his warm palm.
Seonghwa's lips quirked upwards mischievously. "There's a first time for everything, right?" he murmured quietly, licking his lips seductively.
Hongjoong's brain was short-circuiting, and he needed any excuse for a distraction not to blow his load right then and there. He didn't need two incidents of premature release in one day. "But.. w-wait, what about, ahh.. stretching you first, shouldn't we…!" He bit down harshly on his bottom lip. He whined embarrassingly when Seonghwa stroked his dick firmly once more, grinning in triumph at the reaction. "I don't want to hurt you," Hongjoong finished with a small whimper, squirming under Seonghwa's firm grasp.
Seonghwa giggled in amusement, releasing his grip and crawling upward a bit before grabbing Hongjoong's hand and guiding him to between his legs in between the valley of his round, supple ass cheeks. Hongjoong audibly gulped when he felt his fingers brush against his balls, past Seonghwa's taint, and further up his crack to meet a foreign object that seemed to be inserted into the man's ass.
Seonghwa hummed as Hongjoong's fingertip curiously explored the plug nestled deep inside him, tugging at it gently and testing the resistance of the toy. Seonghwa moaned softly, and Hongjoong nearly passed out. "Take it out so I can ride you until you can't walk straight," he demanded huskily as Hongjoong struggled to process what was happening.
He pulled slowly on the toy, savoring in Seonghwa's quiet gasp when the thickest part of the butt plug finally popped out of his entrance. Without missing a beat, Seonghwa repositioned himself, hovering above Hongjoong's painfully throbbing erection before sinking down onto him fully in one quick movement.
Both men groaned in unison, though Hongjoong was certain he sounded more like a pitiful whine as he adjusted to Seonghwa's tightness gripping his length.
He didn't miss how the elder winced slightly as he sat back more, resting his hands behind him on the shorter's thighs, causing Hongjoong to furrow his brows in concern. He never wanted him to hurt, yet he felt guilty as hell for the little voice in his head that secretly wished he was the cause of that pretty face expressing such a thing, no matter the reason behind it.
Before Hongjoong could voice any of the millions of things currently racing through his mind, Seonghwa lifted his hips slightly and dropped down sharply, groaning quietly, his eyes fluttering shut, "Fuck, you're so big," he crooned as Hongjoong grunted and dug his fingernails into his plump, tanned thighs, squeezing them tightly for some semblance of purchase.
He couldn't believe that he was in this man, around him and feeling him. The best orgasm he had ever experienced was nothing compared to the incredible sensations flowing through his body now that his cock was buried deeply inside Seonghwa. Hongjoong prayed to any deity out there that he wouldn't cum the moment the man began moving in earnest.
And fuck did he move.
Seonghwa began rolling his hips forward, circling and grinding his ass over his cock. Hongjoong was vaguely aware of the strangled-sounding moans leaving his throat, but he was far too preoccupied with the intense, pleasurable experience overtaking his every sense to care. Once the other had found what he was looking for, he picked up the pace and bounced fervently atop Hongjoong like he was born to do it. He arched his back, circling his hips to adjust to the thickness penetrating him and using Hongjoong like he was his own personal toy.
Hongjoong tried desperately to focus on anything besides the fact that his dick was in heaven. He opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling in some useless effort to gain any sort of leverage over his impending climax. Before he could make peace with the knowledge that he had less than no chance of lasting more than a minute, his gaze was drawn to the mesmerizing view before him.
Seonghwa had tilted his head up to the sky, his lips parted, chest heaving in ecstasy. His raven-colored hair was tossed haphazardly as he rode Hongjoong faster and harder, slamming down with vigor and precision. His cock bobbed hypnotically each time his body came down upon the man's. Precum leaked profusely from the tip, the slit glistening like diamonds against Hongjoong's stomach.
They were having sex, and his brain supplied him unnecessarily. He already knew, but somehow, the thought became overwhelming when combined with the erotic sight before him.
Seonghwa fucked him so expertly that Hongjoong didn't stand a chance. His breath caught in his throat, and he moaned, gasping in an attempt to keep himself from crying out when Seonghwa tightened around him in just the right place.
When Seonghwa reached down to stroke his own neglected cock, Hongjoong intercepted the action. He held tight to the elder's waist to try to help keep him upright and to stop his own hips from bucking involuntarily. He began stroking Seonghwa in time with his movements, pumping his hand up and down the length, twisting at the top, and using his thumb to tease the slit.
Hongjoong watched through hooded eyes as the raven-haired male gasped sharply before sighing, his head falling forward. When Seonghwa's eyes connected with Hongjoong's, the lust-filled intensity almost brought him to tears.
Time seemed to freeze for just a second as if scripted from a movie. Nothing else mattered.
Hongjoong knew with certainty that this would forever change him. He could see the stars reflected in Seonghwa's large brown eyes.
Then, he truly saw stars. His vision blanked as waves of pleasure overtook him. He cried out as Seonghwa tightened around him, releasing an angelic chorus of moans as he neared his own climax and spilled hot seed between them and all over Hongjoong's hand, never once breaking eye contact. Hongjoong rode out his orgasm with him, grunting softly as he emptied himself deep within his beautiful stranger's body.
After taking a moment to compose himself, Hongjoong's eyes widened. "Oh my god… I'm so sorry!" He rushed out quickly, panting through his apology.
Seonghwa glanced down at where they remained intimately intertwined. "Sorry, for what exactly?" He said, arching an eyebrow.
"I totally just came in with you without permission," Hongjoong stuttered.
The raven-haired male laughed loudly and leaned down, pecking him chastely on the lips. Hongjoong blushed as Seonghwa slipped off him and laid on his back beside him. "I am sure I will survive, Joongie."
Hongjoong turned his head to look over at him. "So… uh… h-how was it... for you?" he murmured, his heart swelling at the adorable nickname, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable with the situation. He liked the intimacy of their interaction, the familiarity they seemed to have despite knowing virtually nothing about the other man besides the fact that he made the most exquisite noises during sex.
Seonghwa turned his head and met his gaze, smiling fondly. Hongjoong believed this guy would be the death of him for sure if the way he looked right now was any indication. "I give it five out of five stars," He giggled, a slight blush creeping into his tanned cheeks.
Hongjoong swallowed, disbelieving that someone as stunning and apparently experienced as this person gave him, the campus loser, a positive performance review, and praise. He never wanted to leave, but he was sure that he should snap back to reality before he got any stupid ideas about wanting to get closer to his dream man. "Are you sure? I didn't like… do much. It was mostly all you."
The black-haired man hummed as he rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow. He stared directly into Hongjoong's eyes and pursed his lips in consideration. After a short silence, he responded thoughtfully, "It was your first time. I liked the way you looked at me.. the way you touched me. Besides, you've got plenty of time to learn," he paused and smirked, continuing slyly, "I might be willing to offer you private lessons sometime."
Hongjoong gulped and nodded enthusiastically. "Y-yeah, of course! Yeah… I'll have to check my schedule!" He stammered, mentally kicking himself for how ridiculously lame he was.
Seonghwa frowned slightly. "Unfortunately, you may want to head out. My new roommate should be here any time now, and I don't think it would go very well for either of us if he arrived to find you naked on his bed."
Hongjoong blinked, shocked to remember that he actually was indeed completely naked. He sat up immediately, searching for his clothes, but not before blushing hard at the realization that Seonghwa still had no clue about his original purpose of arriving at his door.
He managed to find his underwear before asking tentatively while slipping them on, "What if your new roommate didn't mind because… it's his bed anyway?"
The older male's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Pardon?"
Hongjoong cleared his throat awkwardly. "I… um… I'm your new roommate."
A beat of silence ensued.
Seonghwa scrambled to crawl under the covers to hide in shame. "Oh my god, I thought you were a potential client but thought you were super hot, so I totally jumped your bones without even letting you finish a sentence. Oh my god. Oh my god. So you were not even here to fu— oh god, and I just forced myself—" he trailed off, humiliated.
Hongjoong grabbed some tissues from atop the nightstand, wiping his stomach off and tossing them into the bin before stepping over to sit on the bed. He gently lifted the corner of the comforter, shielding him away. Seonghwa peered back at him, eyes round and full of apprehension.
Hongjoong smiled fondly at the endearing expression on his face and patted his head gently. "You didn't force anything, Seonghwa, but… if it helps you, let's start over, yeah?" He suggested.
Seonghwa nodded timidly.
"I'm Kim Hongjoong, your new roommate," he introduced himself formally.
The raven-haired man blinked at him, appearing hesitant for a moment before responding. "Park Seonghwa," he answered with a tiny smile, slowly relaxing his guard.
Hongjoong grinned happily, pleased at this turn of events.
"You have a very beautiful name, Seonghwa," he remarked truthfully, relishing in the blush blooming across the other's cheeks and how his own name sounded coming from his lips. He decided that he liked saying it a whole lot.
"You have a very beautiful cock, Hongjoong."
Hongjoong's eyes bugged, and he choked on his spit as Seonghwa dissolved into giggles.
"Oh, come on! Don't get shy on me now after everything we just did."
He was still laughing when Hongjoong got a rush of courage, pinning the elder's lithe frame down with his own, holding his wrists beside his head. Seonghwa looked up at him in mild surprise, still chuckling to himself before falling silent as Hongjoong's smile grew dark, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes.
Seonghwa shivered in anticipation, licking his lips unconsciously, more turned on than he'd ever been at seeing the meek, whimpering mess just moments ago morph into such a commanding presence, dominating him easily.
"You're in my bed, Park Seonghwa," he purred huskily. "You might want to get out before you get the sheets even messier and upset your new roommate, hmm?"
Seonghwa groaned, squeezing his thighs together at the statement. This man might just be his favorite person ever. The way he had such a profound effect on his body was nothing short of magic. He barely knew him but wanted more and more with each passing moment. "Make me," he challenged quietly, eyes hooding with arousal once again.
Hongjoong chuckled darkly before whispering lowly into Seonghwa's ear. The older male felt his blood boil under the attention as Hongjoong's breathy voice echoed seductively against his skin. "Be careful what you wish for, angel."
And just like that, as if fate had brought them together, he had awoken the beast that lay dormant within Kim Hongjoong, his new roommate and the only man ever to ruin him for anyone else.
Hongjoong hadn't woken up that morning believing his move would result in meeting the man of his dreams, little less fucking him every way possible over the entirety of the day and night. Still, life could throw some great surprises his way.
Especially when those surprises looked like they had just stepped straight out of the gates of heaven.
Perhaps all the unfortunate events up to that point had been worth it in the end.
As unique of a first meeting as it was, it was not a tale they chose to share at their wedding reception. Some secrets were meant to be kept between them and the walls of Halazia University, Dune Residence Hall, Room 1024, forever.