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"You can't be serious…"
Daeyoung watched as the lines on his boyfriends forehead got deeper. Even frowning he looked cute, however, Daeyoung had his priorities. He had to find what he did to annoy Riku this time. Last night, he pissed him off with not turning the lights off before coming to bed. He could still feel the coldness of his cuddle-less sleep from yesterday. He knew he deserved it but it still made him sulky.
"What's wrong?" He decided to bite the bullet and ask. Depending on the seriousness of his crime he could potentially piss Riku off more, because how dare he even ask what he did wrong when he knew he did something wrong?! He would always try to fix it with a few cutesy moves and his puppy-like shining eyes, which he knew Riku couldn't resist. It was probably a bit manipulative of him to do that but he had to use what he was gifted with, right?
"Why are you wearing that blue atrocious thing?" Riku sounded disappointed, as if the idea of Daeyoung wearing that was giving him pain.
Daeyoung didn't like that, at all. The idea of disappointing his boyfriend was making him nauseous. He had to fix this immediately.
"I thought we were just going to get some stuff from convenience store? Is this not okay?" He asked, self conscious about his outfit now. He tried to fix the creese his tracksuit zipper made on his belly in doubt, he thought it was appropriate to go out like this for a few snacks.
"Honey, it's too bright!" Riku complained louder. The idea of Daeyoung saying it's appropriate in that devil reincarnation thing on their inconvenience store date was grating on his nerves.
"Aren't we supposed to wear bright clothes in dark tho? For accidents and stuff…" Daeyoung was now more confused than ever, his voice got slowly less audible towards the end. He scratched his neck in confusion.
"Don't get smart with me, baby! You know what I mean, it's so ugly." Riku cried loudly.
"Okay, what do you want me to wear? I'll listen anything you say." Daeyoung tried to fix everything by making himself a doll just for Riku to do whatever he pleased.
He watched as light and flowers return to his boyfriends face. He was too adorable, excited only because he could dress him up. Even if it meant more work for him.
"I'll only show you a few times, then you'll learn and find us a matching fit, okay? That's your homework now." As much as his boyfriend loved him, Daeyoung knew he hated incompetent people. He decided right then and there he would find the greatest outfit ever for them to match.
"I'll prove it to you." Daeyoung declared, as he was jumping to fit in the pants Riku threw at him. It was a casual white t-shirt with jean jacket outfit. The sight that greeted Daeyoung in the mirror almost made him tear his hair apart, realizing only now just how bad his previous choice was.
"See, we look like a hot couple now." Riku giggled and fixed the crooked jacket.
Daeyoung accepted dejectedly that he was awful at fashion and he needed to learn as soon as possible. He needed everyone to see he deserved to live next to his perfect boyfriend.
"Let's go eat, baby." Daeyoung grabbed Riku’s hand and pulled them away from the mirror. Now that they matched and looked like an unreachable hot couple, he had to show it off to everyone.
They arrived at the store and got their food and much to Daeyoung's disappointment showed their matching fits off to exactly one person -the cashier- then, went back home with stomachs full of soup and disappointment, for not finding anyone to show their outfits.
Following days, Daeyoung learned the power of tank tops and all black fits. Riku, true to his word, never helped him more than three times. He never thought he would change his closet this fundamentally. He had no idea how much thought went to one outfit before, now he matched even his socks' color with his outfit. Putting this much effort into his looks wasn't a skill Daeyoung learned when he was young. He had two older brothers who were about 9 years older than him. If you asked Daeyoung he loved his brothers to death, but just imagining them giving him fashion advice was impossible.
He even had a new collection of necklaces, thanks to his lovely boyfriend, which in his opinion was crazy. He still remembered Riku's face after he tried one of the necklaces, his expression changed from aroused to 'I made the greatest mistake ever' like a power switch.
"Does it look okay?" Daeyoung asked self consciously, scratching his neck.
"It's good," Riku said, "…Too good." He blurted out as if it pained him to confess.
After seeing Riku's contemplating face Daeyoung tried to solve it with getting rid of the problem. "I can take it off-"
"No!" Riku practically yelled at him and took Daeyoung's hands to make him stop taking it off. He, then, fixed it and placed his hands on Daeyoung's neck. The reflection of light in Riku's eyes made him look more angelic than usual. It was dangerous.
Daeyoung took a shaky deep breath and wrapped his hands around Riku's waist.
Riku played with the hairs on Daeyoung's nape. Riku looked too pretty to be in his arm like this, all pliant and soft. A stranger could even notice how safe he was, it was written all over his face. Daeyoung felt proud that he made Riku act this way. He loved the idea of Riku finding him too hot for anybody else to see. After all, his body, mind and soul belonged to Riku, only Riku. He licked his dry lips and kept staring at his boyfriend's plump ones. God, he wanted to sink his teeth into that lower lip.
Riku inched his face closer until the space between them could only be described as a strand of hair. He didn't close the gap. It was Riku's favorite thing to do, he wanted Daeyoung to finish what he started. That was his way of giving Daeyoung a chance to back off if he ever wanted to. Daeyoung thought it was hilarious, the idea of him not wanting to kiss Riku. As if such thing could be possible.
Daeyoung slowly met his boyfriend in the middle. Today, he didn't want the almost animal like kisses. Today, he wanted to pour his heart out with his lips. He wanted drink from Riku's soul and exchange it with his. He wanted Riku to be only filled with him and his love. He wanted to hear even the tinniest whimper his love let out. He wanted to be the cause of his pleasure. And he wanted him to just take, take and take.
Their lips danced to a song nobody but them heard.
Daeyoung caressed Riku's face with his thumbs. He was holding Riku's cheeks like they were fine china. He took the lips he dreamed of between his, and sucked them. The groan Riku let out made him shiver all over. He could feel his toes curl without his permission, because it was just that good. He could feel Riku's open mouthed, wet breaths against his face after they paused for a second. A second too long if you asked Daeyoung.
Riku got on his tiptoes and resumed kissing Daeyoung. Daeyoung couldn't contain himself with his boyfriend's cuteness, he suddenly carried Riku and leaned against the wall behind them. The yelp Riku made brought Daeyoung endless satisfaction. He immediately stuffed his tongue in Riku's mouth. He licked every inch of his boyfriend's mouth. The feeling of Riku's soft tongue against his was overwhelming. At the same time, he gripped Riku's thighs with all his strength, mostly to carry him but, a sick, pervert side of his brain was telling him to move from Riku's thighs to his ass. And he did. It didn't feel soft, unlike every part of Riku's body, probably from his endless workout routines.
Riku whined at Daeyoung's slowness. It was almost like Daeyoung wanted to savour him like a meal. His last meal on earth, apparently. "Take me to the bed…" Riku whispered in Daeyoung's ear, and licked his earlobe.
There wasn't any need for Daeyoung to wait a single second more. He carried them to their bedroom and almost threw Riku in bed with a newfound urgency. He placed his leg between Riku's legs. Daeyoung barely concealed the urge to press his dick against Riku’s and push.
The necklace that started it all, dangled in front of Riku's face, to mock him. Riku took it in his hands and Daeyoung watched him move. "I guess I made a good choice with this one, huh?" Riku asked, eyes still fixated on the necklace.
"You did. You're the best after all, honey." Daeyoung smiled and kissed Riku's nose. The look of absolute delight formed on Riku's face. He loved being kissed like that.
"You will spoil me, I'm warning you."
"Good, I love this spoiled man." And just like that, they continued to make out. Daeyoung run his fingers through Riku's hair. It was like petting a cat's fur, shiny and soft.
While Daeyoung was reveling in Riku's embrace, Riku was opposite of soft. He was needy, and impatient. All of Daeyoung’s teasing with his tongue and his efforts to change just for Riku’s comfort was arousing for Riku. It was exciting to think about the lengths Daeyoung would go for him. He moaned again when Daeyoung’s naughty hands passed by his nipples, creating a little friction. His dick was pulsing with need, the texture of his jeans made humping Daeyoung’s leg more delicious. He wanted more. "B- baby, more…" He arched his back for Daeyoung to give in, which resulted their dicks to rub each other.
The last drop of patience left Daeyoung's body after that. He didn't care about taking his time now. His boyfriend was practically begging at this point, he had no choice but to obey Riku's wishes.
"What do you want, love?" Daeyoung found himself at home in Riku's neck while waiting for the answer. He pressed little kisses and occasionally sucked to left marks.
Riku pressed Daeyoung's head closer to his neck. He needed there to be no space between their bodies. "Need you in me. Now." Riku demanded, his breath short because of Daeyoung’s kisses.
Daeyoung unbuttoned Riku's jeans slowly. He watched as Riku chased after the warmth of his hand, hips jerking forward. The wet spot in Riku's underwear begged for attention, Daeyoung licked his lips unconsciously. He pinched the head of Riku's dick through his underwear.
Riku squirmed with the need to cum. They were kissing for so long because of that every nerve in his body was more sensitive than usual. "I'll cum if you keep doing that." He warned Daeyoung.
"I'll make you hard again." Daeyoung replied with a smirk and he sped up his movements, now fully jerking Riku off through the piece of cloth.
His confidence was both turning Riku on and annoying him. Unfortunately, Riku’s traitor dick decided it was more turned on than annoyed and he cummed almost immediately after Daeyoung's sentence ended. His eyes rolled back and he felt them getting wetter, as wet as his underwear. His legs were shaking around Daeyoung's waist. After calming down he realized he stretched Daeyoung's t-shirt with his grasp.
"Are you okay?" Daeyoung's voice was smooth as butter. He fixed the strands of hair that stuck on Riku's face with his sweat.
"Amazing…" was all Riku managed to say after his orgasm. He still felt breathless.
"We can stop a bit, my love." Daeyoung smiled reassuringly.
"No, I want you inside me." Riku whined and covered his eyes with his arm. He did feel tired but not tired enough to say no to the second round.
Daeyoung hugged and left pecks on Riku’s cheeks. "You have a dirty mouth." His thumb grazed Riku's nipples. He slid Riku's shirt up and saw them getting perky.
Riku twitched helplessly in overstimulation. His dick hurt, the pain was making tears form in his eyes, yet the pleasure that coursed through his veins was worth any pain he could endure.
Daeyoung reached for the lube in their drawer. He couldn't wait to be inside Riku. Seeing his boyfriend reach his peak was almost enough for him to soil his pants. Any second felt too much now, he could combust in tiny particles with just a breeze at this point.
He hurriedly slid Riku's dirty underwear off of him and undressed himself too. Knowing Riku didn't enjoy the sudden temperature changes, he uncapped the lube and warmed it up in his fingers.. The sight of Riku was out of this world at this angle, just helplessly waiting for Daeyoung's fingers to be inside him, eyes glistening with tears.
After deeming it was warm enough, Daeyoung's first finger breached Riku's hole. Riku screamed at the intrusion. Judging by Riku's reaction, he still wasn't over his first orgasm. Daeyoung tried to avoid Riku's prostate on purpose, knowing it would only bring him pain for now. He shushed Riku's cries with a soothing voice, with his other hand he drew circles around Riku's hip bone.
"You can add more now." Riku said, voice shaky. More comfortable than before. His confidence amused Daeyoung, he added the second finger with a mischievous face. Both of Daeyoung's fingers grazed Riku's prostate immediately. Riku's hand went to Daeyoung's wrist to make him stop abusing his prostate. Daeyoung jabbed his finger on it, after his boyfriend's attempt to stop him. Riku threw his head behind and closed his eyes tightly, mouth open with no sound leaving his body. Daeyoung's strength was enough to make Riku's whole body move. Even the bedpost shook with Daeyoung's thrusts. Knowing that Daeyoung was able make that with just his fingers didn't make holding himself back any easier for Riku.
"In! In me, in me now Dae… Please please please." Riku's voice cracked with need towards the end.
Daeyoung didn't wait more and ripped the condom open - he took it with lube - and put it on with a speed he didn't know he was capable of. He bent down on Riku to hold his hand, his necklace was hitting Riku with every move. He buried himself in Riku's hot hole, and for a second, heaven was just a breath away. He chased after his heaven with frevour. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge as the melodies coming from Riku's increased.
His beautiful angel was splayed out, taking every thrust Daeyoung made, accepting any kind of pleasure coming from him. With Riku's pliant-ness, there was no way for him last long, ever. He let go off every restraint he had and came with a groan. He buried his face in Riku's neck. He checked to see if his angel also reached his peak, and faced a very red dick practically begging for relief. Daeyoung took the dick in his hand and jerked it off quickly, not wanting Riku to suffer more. It didn't take long for Riku to come as well. They breathed heavily in each other's embrace, no other sound but their breath was present.
"That was really intense." Daeyoung blurted out. It was more emotionally charged than any intimate moment they experienced before.
"Yeah…" Riku mumbled, he was already on the brink of sleep. He felt disgusting with all the sweat and bodily fluids on him. He glanced at their bathroom door and gave up. It was too far, he could survive sleeping just once in this state.
"I think you're going to nail the homework I gave you." Riku said right before falling asleep.
Daeyoung looked at Riku's peaceful sleeping face and thought to himself yeah he was going to find the best matching fits, not realizing how screwed he truly was.
Daeyoung did a little dance with joy. He finally found it. The homework Riku gave him at the start of his fashion journey. He searched for days, mostly at night because he wanted it to be surprise. He found a jacket, something he could clearly imagine on Riku. He picked two of the same jacket, different colors. He chose them himself hoping they're acceptable, after all what made Riku mad wasn't only his outfits itself, it was the color too. He trusted himself this time. He wasn't going to screw up. He couldn't wait for them to arrive.
The package arrived 3 days later, when he was out with his high school friends from Daegu. Riku was alone at their place, probably watching one of his animation movies, curled up on himself on their couch, cheeks squished against the pillow.
Daeyoung entered their house and his keys fell down. He was slightly tipsy and decided it was okay to get the keys back in the morning. He found Riku exactly as he imagined. The difference was how he was sleeping while the movie continued on his phone. He smiled at the sight, he could live like this forever. His eyes jumped from furniture to furniture to find Riku's blanket. They both had their own one because of the difference in their taste for fabrics. He found it on one of the chairs, just when he was about the grab it a box caught his eye. He read the label and saw it was the jackets.
With the excitement to open the package, Daeyoung dropped his phone loudly. Riku jumped in his place and rubbed his eyes to see what was disturbing his sleep. Daeyoung sheepishly apologized.
"Morning, baby," Daeyoung whispered and added, "Our matching fits arrived." He shook the box to show his enthusiasm.
That woke Riku up, he came closer and hugged Daeyoung from behind. "Open it." He was still rubbing the sleep off of his eyes.
Daeyoung opened it and waited for Riku's judgment. It was important to get his boyfriend's approval. After making Riku mad, only thing Daeyoung wanted see was a nice smile from him. A smile that never bloomed, if anything Riku looked confused.
"Baby, I'm going to be brutally honest, why did you match us in Christmas theme?" Riku asked, genuinely curious. He added quickly, "I mean, at least it's not bright so, points for that. Good job." He smiled and pecked Daeyoung on the lips.
"But I thought you liked red? And green was the opposite of that in the wheel…" He was getting sadder after every word. He failed? Was he so bad at fashion that he couldn't even find something Riku would like?
"What wheel, baby?" Riku realized Daeyoung was more drunk than he anticipated and chose his words carefully.
"Colour wheel, you know what I'm talking about…" Daeyoung was pouting now. Oh, he looked so miserable. As if the idea of Riku not liking it was a crime worse than death.
Riku understood what Daeyoung meant immediately. This guy… He searched the colour theory just to find something for both of them. Riku couldn't believe Daeyoung would take his criticism this seriously. The love he felt for Daeyoung increased tenfold at that second.
"Honey, you did such a good job. I love it so much and I love you, too." Riku peppered Daeyoung's face with endless kisses.
"Did you really?" Daeyoung asked in between kisses, still thinking Riku said that just to make him not upset and sulky.
"I. Love. It." He punctuated every word with a kiss on the lips.
Daeyoung finally accepted he passed the test and sighed in relief. He snatched Riku’s waist and pulled him close to kiss him properly. Riku melted in his arms as he moved his lips.
If in their next friend reunion, every time someone complimented their jackets Daeyoung flashed a smile that rivaled the sun, nobody commented on it.