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Hyunjin and Felix had been friends since forever. Felix can’t remember the time they hadn’t known each other.
He can’t remember his life back in Australia. He’d only lived there for like, four years before moving to Korea. Seoul, to be exact. Where he met Hwang Hyunjin.
Felix had always been kind. His past teachers had described him to be an angel. A pleasure to teach, a pleasure to students around him.
His friend Hyunjin was the opposite.
Rowdy, rude, and loud. He’d had multiple teachers call home to discuss his treacherous behavior.
The opposite of a pleasure to teach.
Right now, Felix is sitting beside Hyunjin in the auditorium of their university.
Felix had originally wanted to go to a more prestigious school, but he couldn’t risk leaving Hyunjin behind.
The professor is currently in the middle of a lecture, reteaching the states of quantum particles after nobody could answer what they were.
Felix takes notes, his pen gliding over his notebook paper. His eyes glance up at the professor every so often.
Hyunjin does none of that. He’s so bored. He doesn’t care about quantum particles at all. He’d only taken this class because Felix wanted to take it. It’s too hard.
Instead of taking notes, Hyunjin thinks about what he wants to do after class. Perhaps hit up the gym? Maybe go on a run? Or…
Hyunjin’s eyes dart to Felix, watching him copy down the exact words leaving the professor’s mouth.
Felix catches Hyunjin’s stare. He feels his heart flutter. Sometimes Hyunjin really gets on his nerves when he does this. He’s trying to learn.
“Aren’t you going to take notes? You know, put forth some effort?” Felix raises a brow, trying to keep his tone soft and gentle. He doesn’t want to alert the professor.
“On what…?” Hyunjin’s brows furrow. It’s like this man lives on a separate planet from everyone else.
"What do you mean 'on what'?" Felix whispers back, his pen pausing mid-sentence.
"The lecture. The entire reason we're sitting in this auditorium right now." He glances at Hyunjin’s completely empty notebook with a small sigh, already used to his lack of attention in class. It’s still frustrating. "You could at least pretend to be interested."
“No way.” Hyunjin scoots his chair towards Felix. “I don’t care about quarter quantum particles.” He huffs.
Felix watches as he deliberately scoots his chair closer to his, clearly not caring about the lecture or the notes he's trying to take.
He rolls his eyes with a small, irritated smile, used to his nonchalant attitude. It’s frustrating. So, so frustrating.
The lecture continued on—only ten minutes had passed since Hyunjin moved closer. Felix is proud Hyunjin hasn’t made a ruckus. Yet.
Felix was proud until Hyunjin’s hand moved to his thigh.
He jumps slightly at the sudden contact, glancing around the auditorium to make sure no one noticed Hyunjin’s hand on his leg. He bites his lip, trying to ignore the warmth spreading through his veins as he focuses back on the lecture. "Hyunjin, stop that," He warns.
Too bad Felix’s warning falls under deaf ears. Hyunjin squeezes slightly. “You like it any other time.” He smirks, his thumb rubbing small circles over Felix’s clothed skin.
"That's different," Felix whispers back, his voice a little breathy as he shifts slightly in his seat. He knows Hyunjin’s right—he usually loves his touches—but this is a public place, and he's trying to maintain some semblance of decorum. "Not here," he adds softly but firmly.
Hyunjin never listens to him. He knows he’s fighting a losing battle.
Hyunjin’s hand moves higher, rubbing Felix’s inner thigh now. He wants a reaction out of Felix. His fingers glide smoothly over the fabric of the other man’s sweatpants, aiming for his arousal.
Felix's breath hitches, his knuckles tightening around his pen as Hyunjin’s fingers brush dangerously close to where he doesn't need the attention right now. He quickly drops his notebook onto the playful man’s lap to block any wandering eyes.
"Hyunjin," he hisses through gritted teeth, but his eyes betray him—darkening slightly as he glances at him.
“Don’t be a prude, it feels good, doesn’t it?” Hyunjin’s hand cups Felix’s center, his middle finger rubbing right between his folds through his sweatpants.
Felix bites his lip to keep from moaning, his hips shifting slightly as Hyunjin continues to tease him through the fabric of his sweatpants. His face burns with embarrassment and arousal, knowing that at any moment, someone could glance over and see his best friend’s hand pleasuring him.
"Stop," he whispers urgently.
Hyunjin smirks and presses his middle finger to Felix’s clit. The pants are warmer now, feeling more humid. Hyunjin wonders if Felix is getting wet or if it’s just because his hand has been there for a hot minute. Maybe a mixture of both.
Felix's eyes widen, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp as Hyunjin presses directly on his clit. His legs clamp together, trapping his hand between them as he tries to keep from making a sound. The action earns a toothy smile from Hyunjin. What a minx…
His heart races, chest heaving with quiet breaths as he stares at Hyunjin with a mix of shock and pleasure. "Hyunjin..."
“You getting wet for me? I can feel it…” Hyunjin whispers as he leans closer. “Fuck, you smell so good…” His nose smashes into Felix’s neck, inhaling the scent of the sweat slicked skin.
Felix's whole body trembles at Hyunjin’s words, his thighs twitching around his trapped hand. He doesn't deny it—he can't. The evidence is soaking through his sweatpants, and now the other man can smell it. His composure shatters as Hyunjin’s finger circles his clit again, the pressure making him squirm.
"You're such a jerk," He whimpers quietly, his eyes scanning the room. His anxiety is through the roof. Felix is desperately trying to keep anybody from seeing or hearing their sexual activity. It’s humiliatingly intoxicating.
Hyunjin presses his lips to Felix’s neck, causing a breathy gasp to leave Felix’s lips. “You’re positive I can’t mark you?” He frowns slightly, his lips trailing down the smaller man’s sensitive skin.
Felix tilts his head to give Hyunjin better access, completely losing himself in the pleasure. The words make him even wetter—knowing his best friend wants to mark him, claim him, right here where anyone could see. It’s so hot.
"Someone will notice if you suck a hickey onto my neck," Felix worries, trying to sound logical.
“I want people to know you’re mine.” Hyunjin whispers again. Oh god. Felix almost moaned aloud at the possessiveness of those words.
His stomach flips in the best way, Hyunjin’s tone of voice makes his core clench. He wants that too—wants everyone to know he's Hyunjin’s—but he's still nervous about the execution. His best friend’s lips are already trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along his pulse point, making rational thought difficult.
"What if someone sees your hand in my lap?"
“Is it bothering you that badly?”
“Yes…” Felix responds, his cheeks heating up. Is that not a reasonable thing to be bothered about?
“Let’s go to the bathroom.” Hyunjin stands up.
Felix practically sprints down the hallway, his heart pounding in his ears. He glances back to make sure no one's following before slipping into the small, dimly lit janitor's bathroom, pulling Hyunjin in with him. He locks the door behind them both and immediately presses the other man against the wall, kissing him desperately.
"You're so fucking cruel," He whines, his hands running along Hyunjin’s body.
Hyunjin smirks, his hands dropping down to cup Felix’s ass. “You’re too cute. I had to get you away from that long, boring class.” He shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly, still groping Felix’s thick globes.
“You’re horny for me, aren’t you?” Hyunjin taunts, pressing his lips to Felix’s again.
Felix moans into the kiss, grinding against Hyunjin shamelessly. His best friend’s hands on his ass only make him wetter—if that's even possible.
He breaks the kiss to pant, "Shut up and finger me already before I beg you."
“You’d beg? Now, I wanna hear you beg me.”
Felix groans, frustration and lust mixing in his voice. He's already so far gone—soaked through his sweatpants, his clit throbbing from Hyunjin’s relentless teasing, and now he wants him to beg? How cruel is he? "You're such a piece of shit," he breathes, but he's already leaning his head back against the wall, spreading his legs.
“Sit.” Hyunjin commands. He’s speaking to Felix as if he were a dog now.
But without hesitation, Felix sits on the dirty counter, spreading his legs wide. He pulls his sweatpants and underwear down to his knees, baring himself to him completely. His hole is already clenching, his inner thighs shiny with his wetness. "Please," he whines softly, "fucking please, Hyunjin."
Hyunjin reaches out his hand and rubs his long finger over Felix’s clit, circling it slowly. Holy wet.
Felix cries out, his back arching off the counter as Hyunjin finally touches him where he needs it. His hands scrabble for purchase on the cold tile wall behind him, nails scraping against the surface. He bucks his hips into Hyunjin’s touch, chasing more friction.
“Fuck… you smell too good..” Hyunjin’s middle finger pushes inside Felix. He presses his nose to his neck, inhaling his scent.
Felix moans loudly, his legs shaking as Hyunjin’s finger slides inside him. The way he’s breathing him in like he's some kind of rare perfume makes him feel absolutely worshipped—and even more turned on. "I'm right here," he pants, "smell whatever the fuck you want." He grinds down onto the other man’s finger, wanting more.
“Ride my fingers, you slut.” Hyunjin inserts his ring finger, hooking it upwards. He watches Felix’s expression carefully, loving the way his angel’s eyes roll back. The way his jaw drops.
As Hyunjin adds another finger, his hole stretches around them. He starts riding his hand desperately, chasing the pleasure he knows is building inside him. His wetness drips down Hyunjin’s fingers, making obscene squelching sounds with each thrust. He’s in heaven.
“That pussy sounds so good for me, baby. You’re adorable.” Hyunjin whispers, licking a stripe down Felix’s neck.
Felix's face flushes bright red at the praise, his hips moving faster and more urgently. He loves when Hyunjin talks to him like that—like he's something precious and dirty all at once. His clit rubs against his palm with each movement, sending sparks of pleasure through him. He’s never felt so horny before.
“Play with yourself.” Hyunjin demands in a soft voice, pulling Felix’s shirt up. “Play with your nipples.”
Felix moans, his hands immediately going to his own chest once his shirt is pushed up. He pinches his nipples, twisting and pulling at them, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Watching Felix touch himself while his own fingers keep fucking him is making Hyunjin harder than he’s ever been. His cock throbs violently in his pants, aching to be released.
“Does it turn you on, watching me?" Felix pants out. Cocky little shit. Hyunjin loves it. He loves it when Felix is past the embarrassment part.
“Fuck yes. You’re making me so hard.” Hyunjin confirms. Even that’s an understatement. He might cum in his pants if he’s being honest.
Felix whimpers, his body shaking with need. Hearing that he's making Hyunjin hard only makes him more desperate. He starts playing with his nipples harder, rolling them between his fingers and pinching them sharply. His other hand moves down to his clit, rubbing furiously alongside his best friend’s fingers.
“Good girl… that’s my princess...” Hyunjin smirks, his fingers picking up the pace inside of Felix. “I love it when you listen to me.”
Felix completely melts, his head falling back against the mirror with a loud thud. Being called Hyunjin’s "princess" and his "good girl" while he plays with his own tits and rides his long fingers pushes him dangerously close to the edge. "I'm your princess," he sobs, his hips bucking uncontrollably.
"Only yours, Hyunjin."
“Gonna cum for daddy?”
That word—daddy—breaks something in Felix completely. His walls clench tight around Hyunjin’s fingers as his whole body quakes, his back bowing off the counter. "Oh fuck—I'm…I'm…"
Felix’s orgasm crashes through him before he can even finish the sentence, his thighs clamping around Hyunjin’s arm as he comes undone, spilling all over his fingers.
Hyunjin grits his teeth, pulling his fingers out of Felix gently. “You think you can take more, princess?”
Felix is still shaking from his orgasm when Hyunjin asks, his hole clenching pathetically around his fingers. He looks so wrecked—hair a mess, shirt still bunched up with his nipples red and swollen, thighs covered in his own arousal. He should need a minute to recover. Instead, he looks up at the other man with desperate, pleading eyes.
"Please," He begs, wanting, no, needing more.
Hyunjin wastes no time, unbuckling his belt. He then fumbles with the button of his jeans as he shimmies them down his hips. He finally releases his aching cock, pre-cum beating at the slit.
God, he’s so fucking horny.
Felix’s legs spread wider on instinct, practically inviting Hyunjin in. The sight makes the taller man lick his lips, his eyes lighting up with desire.
Hyunjin aligns his cock with Felix’s still drenched entrance, pushing inside of him.
Felix screams as Hyunjin pushes inside him, his legs wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. He's already so sensitive from the fingers and his own hand, and now Hyunjin’s inside him—big and hard and filling him perfectly.
“That feels good, doesn’t it, angel?” Hyunjin smirks. “These are the things you get to feel when you don’t resist me.”
Felix's brain short-circuits at the words, his hole clenching tight around Hyunjin. He should be embarrassed—to be called out for caving to him, for being just like he said—but instead it makes him wetter.
He nods frantically, unable to form coherent words. "Y-yes, daddy," he whispers, pulling Hyunjin closer by the shoulders.
Hyunjin groans at the title, his dick throbbing inside Felix’s wet heat. “Shit…” He mutters lowly, his hips stuttering.
Felix loves that he can affect Hyunjin like this. It only spurs him on to keep doing it, to keep calling him names that make him react. "You like hearing me call you daddy, don’t you? It makes your cock throb and ache for me…”
“I love it.” Hyunjin confesses, although it’s not much of a confession. His hips begin to move, pushing in and out of Felix at a slow, agonizing pace.
Felix moans loudly, his body completely boneless except for his legs wrapped around Hyunjin’s waist. He’s taking his time—really making him feel every inch—and it's driving him insane. Felix needs more. "Fuck, you're so deep... Daddy, you fuck me so good..."
“Oh yeah? Is daddy making your little pussy wet?” Hyunjin’s thumbs glide up to Felix’s chest, rubbing over his pink nipples. “I love it when you submit to me. You’re such a fucking brat all the time.”
Felix's eyes flutter shut as Hyunjin pinches his nipples, his words making his insides melt.
Hyunjin’s absolutely right—he is a brat most of the time. But this? Being owned by his best friend like this? This is what his body actually craves. "M'sorry I'm a brat, daddy," he whimpers, grinding against him.
“You gonna be my perfect girl? You gonna let daddy make your pussy feel good?” Hyunjin’s hips move faster, his own words edging him.
Felix nods frantically, his body moving with Hyunjin’s. He's completely lost in the moment—completely owned by the taller man. "Y-yes, daddy... Please, make me feel good... Make your little princess cum..." He's reduced to begging, his voice high and breathy.
“That’s it… surrender yourself to me.” Hyunjin’s hands slide up Felix’s inner thighs, slapping them gently but firmly, earning a loud gasp from the angel beneath him. “Let daddy take care of your pussy. Your body… Your mind.” Hyunjin pounds into Felix, the squelching making the domination even more intense.
The slaps on his thighs make Felix see stars—he loves being handled like this, loves being treated like something to be fucked and used. He feels completely claimed and it makes him so much hornier. "I'm all yours, Daddy... My body is your toy..."
“You wanna be mine through and through? That means you listen to me. You don’t get to be a brat to me anymore.” Hyunjin warns, his hand moving to grip Felix’s chin. “That means when I tell you to get on your knees in class, you get on your knees and wait for my next command.” Hyunjin expects full obedience and nothing less.
The words send a shockwave through Felix—it's degrading, humiliating, and absolutely horrifying to a normal person. But beneath it all, his cunt clenches violently around Hyunjin. The idea of being his obedient pet, of dropping to his knees in public without question, makes his brain melt. "I’ll listen… I’ll be a good girl, your good girl.”
“You’re such a good girl.” Hyunjin pulls almost fully out of Felix before slamming back inside. “My princess.” Hyunjin groans, his hands sliding under Felix’s knees.
Felix cries out, his arms wrapping around Hyunjin tightly as he slams inside him. The sudden change in pace and depth has his eyes rolling back, his mind completely shattered. He's nothing more than a mindless hole for Hyunjin now, his only purpose being to take his cock.
“Cum for daddy. I know you need it. Your pussy’s so tight around my dick.” Hyunjin moans, his hips moving in a frenzied motion. Felix’s wet walls squeeze him so good, he can tell his princess is almost there.
Felix is already so close—he never really came down from his first orgasm, and now with Hyunjin pounding into him and calling him his princess, he's completely done for. The dominant man’s words push him over the edge.
"I'm cumming, Daddy! I'm—" His body locks up, his hole clenching hard around Hyunjin as his second orgasm rips through him.
Hyunjin’s head falls back. “Fuck…” He groans. He then buries his face in Felix’s neck, his hips pistoning in and out of Felix with incredible speed. “Gonna fill you up. You want my babies?” He bites down on Felix’s neck.
The bite sends a jolt of pleasure-pain through Felix, combined with the dirty question making him dizzy. Being bred by Hyunjin? Being filled with Hyunjin’s babies? It sounds absolutely perfect to his wrecked mind.
"Yes! Yes, Daddy, please fill me up!" He screams, his nails digging into Hyunjin’s back. "Give me your babies... breed your princess..."
Hyunjin’s eyes roll back, his cock releasing thick spurts of cum inside Felix’s unprotected pussy. His hips twitch with every string of release he emits. It feels so good.
Felix's eyes roll back just like Hyunjin’s, his body locking around him as he feels him cum inside him. It's so much—he can feel it filling him up, spilling out around Hyunjin’s cock and leaking down his ass. The knowledge that he's being bred—actually being bred by Hyunjin makes his own clit throb and his third orgasm hit him completely by surprise.
Hyunjin’s lips part, feeling Felix’s pussy convulse around his sensitive cock. He lets out a shaky breath, sweat dripping down his body.
Felix's whole body shudders violently, his walls contracting rhythmically around Hyunjin’s dick as his orgasm crashes over him, milking every last drop of cum from the sensitive organ. He's completely overwhelmed, his mind turned to mush. "Daddy..." he sobs brokenly, clinging to Hyunjin as his pussy pulses uncontrollably. "So full... feel you filling me up..."
“It’s okay, princess… It felt so good, didn’t it?” Hyunjin’s hand slides up into Felix’s hair, stroking from his scalp to his strands. “You did so good for me.”
Felix nods jerkily, his face buried in Hyunjin’s neck as he tries to catch his breath. His pussy is still spasming around him, his hips occasionally jerking forward to grind his little clit against Hyunjin’s pelvis. "Mmm, yes... It felt so good, Daddy.”
“You did so good for me. You’re so special, Felix.” Hyunjin mutters, wrapping his arms around the smaller man.
The simple praise makes Felix's heart swell. He nuzzles against Hyunjin’s neck like a kitten, completely content and high on endorphins. "I try so hard for you..."
“I love you.”
The words make Felix's eyes well up with tears, his heart feeling like it might burst. His voice cracks as he speaks, "I love you too... I love you so much…” He sniffles, his heart beating rapidly.
“Hyunjin!” Felix shouts, his hands resting on his hips. He looks irritated…
Hyunjin’s eyes flutter open and blink rapidly, his cheek pressed against his desk. He sits up, wiping the drool from his lips.
His eyes dart around the room, the auditorium’s lights shining a bit too brightly for his liking. Hyunjin lets out a yawn, his back aching.
Hyunjin looks back up at Felix, his princess. “Felix…” He smiles lazily.
Felix isn’t smiling back at him. He looks almost annoyed. But also smug?
“Hyunjin, you should really try to control your sleep talking habits.”
“What?”
Hyunjin’s confused for like, two more seconds before he realizes that none of what just happened between him and Felix was real.
A dirty, despicable wet dream. And apparently Felix knows about it.
Humiliating.
“It’s…fine.” Felix mutters, picking up on Hyunjin’s panic and shame quickly. “I promise.”
Hyunjin still feels disgusting. That was such a vile fantasy to have about your best friend. He prays for the gigantic chandelier hanging on the ceiling to fall on top of him and remove his best friend’s attention from the wet dream he just sleep-talked him through.
“I’m sorry.” Hyunjin apologizes. “What did you hear?”
“I just didn’t know you were so kinky.” Felix teases. “It was faint, you weren’t loud. I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who heard you.” If Felix is trying to make Hyunjin feel better, it is not working.
Hyunjin would rather some random hear his darkest fantasy about his best friend, rather than his best friend himself.
“What did you hear?” Hyunjin repeats.
“Something about me being your good girl and being yours completely.” Felix laughs softly.
Hyunjin groans.So embarrassing. He feels like he might throw up, honestly.
He grabs the rest of his things, pushing past Felix as he books it to the door. Hyunjin basically runs to the exit, flying into his car.
Felix places a hand on his hip as he watches Hyunjin bolt. He shakes his head, a small, knowing smile forming over his lips
Felix exits the auditorium.