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Hongjoong Seonghwa = pirate cosplay (skirt, flowy shirt, corset, ripped tights), numerous positions (window, etc), use of oil as lubricant
Seonghwa sighed as he opened the door, feeling the warm air brush against him as he entered his and his fiance's shared apartment. He’d just come back home late after hanging out with a couple of friends, and he could not wait to finally meet the man that has been running around his mind all day.
Said man was the reason as to why he came home earlier than expected, his friends making fun of Seonghwa whenever he looked at his phones background which was of the two of them on one of their first dates; holding hands with the han river in the background, or when he would look at something such as flowers and smile- thinking of how he could surprise his fiance with a wonderful gift.
It was far more than pleasant, the relationship between the two of them. Seonghwa was shocked when Hongjoong had actually shown interest in him as a friend, and nobody could even come close to imaging the feelings that went through him when realising that romantic and sexual feelings had also started to blossom. At first he didn’t believe it, only taking it seriously after Hongjoong had asked him to reflect back on how their friendship was different from others- that Hongjoong felt as if their platonic relationship was taking a turn, and wanted Seonghwa to know about how he feels.
Seonghwa knows how he feels now, and that’s turned on. Whilst he was out, his lovely boyfriend decided to torment him by sending him explicit photos- nudes.
They had both talked about sending each other sexual texts when outside, but Seonghwa hadn’t actually expected Hongjoong to go through with the idea so quickly; they had just spoken about it recently, after all. He can’t help but think back on how cute his boyfriend was when they first got together, the shyest person on earth who could barely ask for a kiss… Now? Seonghwa would be shocked if Hongjoong wouldn’t voice his want to ride Seonghwa like there was no tomorrow.
He was still as cute as ever, but just in a different way now. Before, he had been cute when covering his smile with an oversized sleeve from the jacket he’d made just for their first date, and now he is cute when sucking on Seonghwa’s fingers in an attempt to quiet his moans- tongue playing with the engagement ring on his finger.
Seonghwa didn’t waste any time in moving, no longer wanting to draw out the time in which he could be spending it with his desperate lover. He basically throws his bag by their front door before he speed walks down the small hall and turns to their closed bedroom door. Opening it, he’s met with the sight of their bedroom how it always is, however unlike usual, there’s his fiance dressed up on their bed.
There sits Hongjoong, acting casual with one hand twirling his grown out hair and the other being used to scroll through whatever he was doing on his phone. His back was to the wall that their bed was pushed up against, the skirt he was wearing inched up his thighs. Seonghwa was barely able to take in the tight corset hugging his waist, on top of a flowy white shirt, before Hongjoong had looked up at him.
“Hi love, why are you home so soon?” He grinned at Seonghwa, going back to his phone once more as if he wasn’t dressed in such a sensual manner. Seonghwa decided to play along, walking up to Hongjoong. “No reason, just missed you… What are you looking at?” He questioned, reaching out to one of Hongjoong’s thighs that was covered by his tights and started to rub it as he sat down next to the other.
“I’m finding out some pretty interesting facts! Did you know that virgin coconut oil can be used as lubricant? I actually have some next to the bed because I thought it’d be fun to use if we ever get to it,” Hongjoong smiled at his phone which clearly was void of any fun facts and was instead on his social media app, scrolling through his timeline. Seonghwa hummed as he quickly looked at their bedside table, seeing a small container of said oil. His lover took the noise as a sign to continue speaking.
“Yeah, don’t you find that interesting? It got me thinking about pirates- you know how much I love them, and how they would have had to use substitutes like oil for lube. Then, I realised how much I also loved their outfits, and remembered my corset had finally come in the mail last week. Don’t I look pretty?” Hongjoong asked as he grabbed Seonghwa’s hand that was on his thigh and pulled it under his skirt, onto his growing bulge.
Seonghwa’s hand rubs against Hongjoong’s bulge, fingers getting a feel for the clear lack of underwear under the sheer tights. He looks up at his fiance who has since turned off his phone and threw it next to them in favour of leaning towards the bedside table to grab the oil. Wordlessly, Seonghwa drags Hongjoong lower on the bed, the other gasping in shock at the sudden change of position.
“You scared the hell out of me-”
“A pirate? Scared?” Seonghwa scoffed, watching in admiration as Hongjoong playfully rolled his eyes, opening the tiny container of oil that was still in his hands.
“Pull down my tights, hurry up,” Hongjoong ordered, scoping some of the oil from the container before carefully placing it next to them. That movement was in vain when Seonghwa ripped his tights open from the centre, container tipping to the side and slowly making its way onto their bed. Hongjoong didn’t even bother telling Seonghwa off, the other grabbing the oil from Hongjoong’s hands and pressing it against his now exposed hole.
Hongjoong harshly inhaled air, Seonghwa’s fingers barely spreading the oil evenly before pushing in two fingers, stretching Hongjoong. Seonghwa placed a kiss on Hongjoong’s collarbone, fingers continuing to move as he slowly started to grind against one of Hongjoong’s thighs. Hongjoong couldn’t help but slowly undo Seonghwa’s flyer, pulling his pants and underwear down just enough for his cock to be free. He dryly jerked Seonghwa off, using the slight precum that left him as lubricant.
“Seonghwa, please, just get a condom so you can-”
“What made you think pirates had condoms?” Seonghwa grinned to himself as they made eye contact. Another finger pushed into Hongjoong as Seonghwa leaned towards their bedside table, opening the drawer and grabbing a condom without looking. Seonghwa moaned at the movement, unintentionally fucking himself into Hongjoong’s hand as he leaned forward, pushing Hongjoong’s hand away from him as he leaned back onto their bed.
Now, Hongjoong is all for safe sex practisies, but his mind basically blanked out as Seonghwa ripped the condom wrapping open with his teeth, then skillfully used one hand to put it on. Feeling himself get more excited, he started to rub against Seonghwa’s fingers, the other chuckling as he took them out and rubbed his tip against Hongjoong’s hole.
“How do you feel about being fucked against the window, hm? I think a swab princess like you deserves nothing but the best, a whole crew who can look at you while you are getting fucked.” Seonghwa questioned, rubbing himself against Hongjoong, waiting for the others' response. Hongjoong eagerly agreed, the two rushing towards their window. They lived fairly high up, but not so much that if someone were to look up they wouldn’t see into their apartment. It was possible for someone to catch them, but only if they decided to look far up in the building and focused in on them.
Hongjoong turned towards the glass, pushing his ass out so Seonghwa can easily fuck into him.
“So pretty…” Seonghwa mumbled, rubbing on the oil around Hongjoong’s hole with his cock again before gently pushing his tip in. Hongjoong pushes his head against the glass, sighing as Seonghwa grabs onto the side of his skirt, pulling it up and nudging him forward to lean his full body against the window. With his skirt now pulled up, Hongjoong’s cock is pressed against himself and the glass, rubbing harshly against it as Seonghwa thrusts into him- gripping hardly onto his skirt, so tightly Hongjoong is worried it will rip.
His worries wash away when he looks down, thoughts now filled with how his heartbeat is quickening as he realises just how many people were innocently walking on the streets below. Seonghwa leans his head against Hongjoong’s shoulder, looking down at all of the people. He groans, Hongjoong whining at how close his mouth is to his ear as he’s fucked into, imagining what would happen if people were to look at him.
“We should do this more, you react so well to it, baby.” Seonghwa breathed out, moving his hand between the glass and Hongjoong’s body to wrap around Hongjoong’s cock- jerking it off. Hongjoong swore he saw someone look up at them, and barely noticed when the precum leaking from him was now semen, squeezing his eyes closed as he let out a loud moan.
Seonghwa slowed his thrusts, loosening his grip on Hongjoong’s skirt. Hongjoong took deep breaths, which quickly turned to a gasp at the feeling of his corset being untightened, dropping to his feet as Seonghwa turned him around, unbuttoning his shirt. Hongjoong could barely keep up, trying to help by hasistly removing his skirt, barely done by the time Seonghwa picked him up and dropped him on their bed.
Hongjoong spread his legs, tights barely holding onto his skin anymore as the rip got bigger with each movement. His hands slowly moved down his body, making their way down to his hole where he slowly fingered himself, smiling at how intent Seonghwa seemed watching him. It didn’t take much for Hongjoong to whine, pushing his ass against the air as he begged Seonghwa to touch him again, regardless of him just releasing against their window.
He kneeled between Hongjoong’s open legs, taking Hongjoong’s fingers out of himself before replacing them with himself once again, slowly moving his hips. He took his time filling Hongjoong up, looking at his face while he felt up against him.
“Feels good?” Seonghwa asked, chuckling at the enthusiastic nod Hongjoong gave, pulling Seonghwa closer to his body- hugging him.
“Of course it feels good, you’ll take anything.” Hongjoong whined at Seonghwa’s words, slowly grinding his hips against Seonghwa’s slow movements. The two enjoyed the slow movements between them, both somehow getting more aroused at their panting; and the fact that they were both feeling each other so much thanks to their pace.
Seonghwa pulled out, taking off his condom and started to jerk off over Hongjoong’s stomach. Hongjoong’s hands moved from behind him and onto Seonghwa’s cock, helping the other release. He inhaled harshly as Hongjoong rolled his finger over his sensitive tip, now looking at his small hands barely wrap around his member completely.
Thinking of how wide Hongjoong was in comparison to him, Seonghwa barely kept himself up as he finally came, inhaling harshly, then spilled moans from his mouth. His eyebrows scrunched together, biting onto his bottom lip as tears filled his eyes-
Hongjoong always made him feel so fucking good.
Seonghwa felt himself being pushed onto his back. He looked up to see Hongjoong licking his hand clean of Seonghwa’s cum, offering him a small smile along with the clearly arousing view. Not even a moment after, Hongjoong made a face of disgust.
“Oh come on, no way it tastes that bad!”
“It really does, and now my hand is sticky too!” Hongjoong whined, shaking his hand in front of Seonghwa’s face. Rolling his eyes, he grabbed Hongjoong’s waist, slowly massaging it.
“... How about we take a bath, hm?” Hongjoong nodded happily, suddenly not as playful as before, but rather excited.
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Hongjoong let out another whine as Seonghwa’s finger continued to slowly fuck themselves into him, gently touching his walls.
“You asked me to help you clean yourself out yet you can’t stay still. The more you move, the longer this will take,” Seonghwa says, pouting at how much Hongjoong seemed to be moving away from his fingers.
“It’s too much, but- I can’t do it by myself, I can’t reach that far,” Hongjoong frowned as he gripped onto Seonghwa. He was sitting on his lap with one of Seonghwa’s hands behind him, the other wrapped around his waist. The two were surrounded by water, said water aggressively moving with each twitch that came from Hongjoong or movement from Seonghwa.
Hongjoong tightened his grip on Seonghwa- not even paying attention to where he was grabbing as his overly sensitive body reacted to Seonghwa’s fingers, unintentionally causing him to dryly orgasm. Gasping, he felt embarrassed, unable to not grind against his lover who was trying his best to clean him as requested.
His lover gently shushed him, whispering it was ok and that he was nearly done as there didn’t appear to be as much semen leaving his hole as the last couple of times. Seeming like hours but actually being a couple of minutes, Hongjoong felt Seonghwa tenderly pet his head. He also felt the lightest of kisses against his cheek, and he smiled at how warm he felt.
“Thank you,” Hongjoong said, and kissed Seonghwa before he said there was no need to thank him- like he always did. It was more of a peck rather than a kiss, the two just keeping their lips together and barely pressing them onto the others.
“I love you,” Hongjoong whispered as he moved back, looking at how Seonghwa looked at him with as much love as he had for him, eyes sparkling as he looked up at his lover.
“-and I’d like to know how you reacted to my nudes in front of your friends,” Hongjoong grinned as Seonghwa groaned, melodramatically throwing his head back.
“You embarrassed me so much! I was so close to getting hard in front of them, Hongjoong!” Seonghwa fake cried as he reached for their shampoo, squirting some out of the bottle and started to massage it into Hongjoong’s scalp.
“Stop being such a big baby,” Hongjoong joked as he hummed in content, also grabbing some shampoo so he could reciprocate the action of washing his lover's hair.
It may not have seemed like much, but they enjoyed their little moment. Even when the water had gotten cold, hair and bodies washed, and started to feel their skin wrinkle, the two stayed in their bathtub for just another moment. They enjoyed each other's presence, and both were already imagining how their next day together will be.