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“Oh lord”
“So….pretty”
“What is that height…”
“You think he has a girlfriend?”
“Who is he?”
His fringes moved freely along with the wind, his cheeks flushed from the heat of wearing the helmet. His suit defined his body so fine, so fine that it had all people swooning over him. The bike suit gave justice to those curves on his body and trust me, everyone was thankful for it.
The helmet which he held was perfectly balanced on the rear view mirror. He ran his fingers through his hair in order to make the perfect, more perfect. Everyone was either staring at him or his fabulous bike, which in the words of a ‘bike enthusiast’ was something only a rich person could obtain. No less than five minutes was taken for everyone to swarm the poor guy. Thankfully, he made it out alive. Courtesy to the girl with an extremely red face which by chance caught the ‘tall, handsome and rich’ lad’s attention.
He took long strides towards said girl, who seemed to have been growing redder by the second.
“Excuse me,” he said. “Could you….are you okay?”
“I’m alr-, no i am oka- okay.” the girl managed to reply. Why was she being such a loser? She wished she knew the answer.
The mysterious biker chuckled and she swore on her mom that that was the most heavenly laugh she has ever heard in her life. She could not help but stare at his reddened cheeks and the red tip on his nose. The words from the beautiful guy broke her train of embarrassing stares,
“Soobin”
“Huh?”
The boy chuckled again and the girl got embarrassed yet again.
“My name. Soobin” he said while extending his hand.
“O-oh he-llo Soobin” she stuttered. Soobin’s hand lingered mid air for quite a while before he retracted it. The girl realised it very late didn’t she?
‘Why am I like this?’ Not only had she not shaken his hand or returned the introduction, she also managed to turn the atmosphere way more awkward than it was supposed to be. A few minutes passed by with both of them silently thinking of reviving the comfort of conversation.
“I was just like you at that age” Soobin mumbled, thinking no one heard it, and no one did except that girl.
‘That age?’ She thought.
“Oh right, could you please show me the direction to professor Yeonjun's office?”
“Professor Yeonjun?” another boy chirped, draping their hands over the former. “Sure, i’m my way there any-”
“NO” the girl suddenly raised her voice which startled both of the persons near her.
“Uh, i mean,” she thought for quite a while, “AH, ah- ahem, i, too, have some questions for Professor so, uh” she snatched the papers for the boy’s hands which she assumed to be something submitted to Yeonjun , “i’ll make your work easier!” she said, surprised at her own boldness.
“Soobin-ssi, i'll show you the way” she said and walked away from the scene before her 3rd embarrassment for the day could set in. Soobin, while confused, followed her after saying a tiny goodbye to the other confused boy.
‘Nice! Score! Now all i have to do is not embarrass myself’ she said it to herself mentally, grinning like an idiot. Soobin on the other hand was admiring the atmosphere at the college. It was similar, if not more lively than when he studied there. He looked at the colourful walls, the trees which were smaller from when he remembers and oh his favourite place, the library. He covered his eyes from the sunlight as he looked at the top most floor of the opposite building, where he remembers the library to have been situated.
‘Oh my, he is sooo the main character over here, looking into the sunlight, ah those lashes and cheeks and that skin tone, lord I know I have offended you loads but this is pure unfairness!’ she was lost in her thoughts yet once again. It never had ended, she just stopped her steps and looked at Soobin lost in thoughts.
‘Why make all men so pretty? Lord really ga-’ her thoughts were forced to shut down.
“Why?” she groaned. Her master plan to not embarrass herself failed even before it began. Don’t ask. Don't ask why there is a mop on her head, or why she is kissing the floor, or why her foot is in a mop bucket, or why her clothes are all drenched, nor why she is retching from the terrible smell of the dirty water that she just tripped over. It all happened way too soon, Soobin could do nothing but stand there with both his hands covering his mouth which was wide open with shock.
On cue, the door opened, “What was th- oh my god, are you okay?” It didn't take more than a second for those eyes to shift from this embarrassing mess to the beautiful mess standing there.
“Soobin!?” the voice turned jolly, so jolly she could feel flowers suddenly blooming, the sun getting warm in the cold season.
“Yeonjunie hyung” Soobin chirped, his eyes crinkled from the effect and the poor drenched, now cold girl would know that even though she couldn’t see him. What was that word again? Ah, embarrassment was the reason she couldn’t afford to get up and face the two adults. Thankfully, for her, maybe for the professor and his ‘friend’, the other students rushed to help her on her feet.
Yeonjun held Soobin’s hand as he jumped over the tiny puddle of water, into his office and shut the door. He started undoing the strap of his leather gloves as he sat on the table, which was extremely neat compared to their house which looked as if they'd been robbed. Yeonjun grabbed his neck with one hand and the other snaked into its righteous place, Soobin’s waist; as he slowly kissed his beloved husband.
“What brings you here, baby?” Yeonjun said as he rubbed his nose to the latter, erupting a giggle from him.
“Mm, got my favourite husband a lunch box for his birthday.”
“Favourite!? There are others?? Who are they? Give me the address and I will-” Yeonjun made his face look scary, but outcome just made it look overall funny
Soobin started laughing as he hit Yeonjun’s shoulder, “Wow you’re funny like always.”
“Coming here reminds you of those days, doesn’t it?”
“Mhm, I felt young again.”
A few seconds flew by with them entangled in each other’s embrace in silence before Soobin spoke something about lunch and how it was getting cold.
“Right! What did my darling make me?”
Soobin got off the table and pulled out a neatly packed lunch box for two. Meanwhile, Yeonjun started emptying his desk to make space for the delicious and aromatic meal his beloved had prepared for him. He sat on his office chair while Soobin presented the mouth watering dish in front of him. Yeonjun started his meal messily, as always and Soobin, as always, reminded him not to eat like that. He joined Yeonjun by sitting back on the table and eating his share.
“You just get better everyday,” Yeonjun said, causing that favourite shade of pink to bloom on Soobin’s cheeks again. Soobin had nothing to reply so he just packed up all the boxes after he was done with his.
Yeonjun stared at him with a stupid grin on his face. The moment Soobin stepped a little closer to him, he grabbed his hands and pulled him to sit on his lap and gently cupped his cheeks to kiss him, twirling his tongue with his. Soobin put both his hands on Yeonjun’s shoulder as he felt the temperature of the room rise.
“J-un, what if someone hears us?”
“It's noon, everyone is on the other side of the campus, ''he said, not a second spared between those words as he helped Soobin pull out his leather jacket. Not Soobin’s, his .
All these little details only makes him fall deeper in love with him and not one day he regrets marrying this man. The loose shirt underneath was stretched enough for Yeonjun to trail his kisses all the way from Soobin’s neck to his shoulder blade.
“Soob, babe, what about dessert?” he asked, that damned voice and that damned smirk; all be damned, may this man be damned. Soobin, in fact did make dessert for him, but this mood and this dominance from his husband does make him say some wonderful things.
“Right here…” Soobin said with a droopy voice, as he trailed one of Yeonjun's hands all the way to his ass. Yeonjun gave a small laugh, as if he could predict everything Soobin would do.
“Hmm, is it really dessert?”
Soobin whined and he hid his face in the crook of Yeonjun's neck. After a while, as he found the courage to look at Yeonjun, he took a quick scan of the room. A little sigh left his mouth as he separated himself from the latter and climbed on the table. He laid back comfortably and undid his pants. His pace was slow enough to tease Yeonjun's patience. Said person just stared at him with such hunger lingering in his eyes that it worried Soobin that he might not have clothes to wear when he drives home. After his pants were finally removed from sight; and the silky smooth skin with a lot of hickeys from their previous session, was revealed,
Soobin spread his legs on either sides and used his long fingers to stretch out his hole and with the most seductive look that he could muster,
“Professor…you shouldn’t be this hard on me. How about you eat me for dessert, Hm?”
Yeonjun gladly took the invitation by taking a dive at the throbbing hole and with the ‘tongue of wonders’ (in Soobin’s words) he shoved it inside and started moving rhythmically, just like a man who’s so perfect because of all the practice he has gotten, and they weren’t maniac couples™ to have sex every hour of the day, but Yeonjun , lord this sinister man is so good in bed that just his voice can make you weak in the knees.
Yeonjun purposely makes noises louder and more exaggerated for the sole purpose of getting the unexplainable great reaction from Soobin which made him giddy.
Soobin felt electricity pulsing through his thighs causing them to twitch. Yeonjun felt the frail boy shivering with pleasure under him. He grabbed Soobin’s thighs and pulled him closer and this sudden moment allowed his tongue to have a deeper access and oh sweet heaven the moan that Soobin’s throat made went straight to his pants. He then held those thighs and pushed them further apart to help spread his legs while Yeonjun thrusted his tongue, desperately trying to find that one spot that would please his husband through the roof.
“Hahn~ hyung hyung hyung hyu~”
Bingo.
Yeonjun hit that spot, again and again and again and again till Soobin had tears flowing out of his eyes. The pleasure hit him so hard that he had to hold the edges of the table to keep him sane. Yeonjun could tell Soobin was close and with that in mind he would help Soobin finish but,
“Hyu-ng I'm close.”
“Mm” Yeonjun said muffled with his tongue still at work
“Ah~ h-hyun” Soobin moaned out, tugging at Yeonjun's hair and when he did get Yeonjun's attention,
“You know what I want.”
“What do you want?” Yeonjun smirked
Soobin hesitated for a bit, “I…I want to finish with you”
Did Yeonjun ever tell you how endearing he found his husband?
Soobin made eye contact with the man ravishing his life at the moment, “Let’s finish it quickly hyung, Hm?”
Yeonjun gave a small smile. He removed his fogged up glasses and threw them aside,
“Let me borrow your thighs real quick, baby” he said as he now hooked a hand under each of Soobin’s knees and joined the two together. He proceeded to leave a trial of marks from his ass all the way till his calves. Soobin took a moment to relax the muscles of the upper half of his body. He covered his face with both his palms, using the darkness to make his hazy mind settle down a bit but Yeonjun seemed to have other plans. He slapped his ass hard. Hard wouldn’t be the right word to describe the sting that went travelling through his nerves.
“Hm? This professor requires your concentration here.” he said and hit his ass again, a moan leaving Soobin’s mouth,
Soobin’s ass received yet another smack and another, until his left ass cheek had turned red with some distinction of Yeonjun’s long fingers. Yeonjun’s fingers found their way back to their designated spot, right above his hole, because they loved a needy and whining Soobin. He circled around the rim a few times, his touches as light as a feather as he kissed Soobin’s cold feet and laid them safely on one side of his shoulders.
Soobin’s breathing was heavy, his vision was blurry. Soobin was truly trying his best to obey Yeonjun
“Good boy,” Yeonjun replied, giving a little kiss on Soobin’s stomach and bended further to reach Soobin’s face, gave a kiss to his embarrassed face,
“Now, should professor help you out?”
He undid his pants and pulled out his dick, which whenever Soobin sees, always makes him wonder how that long length ever fit inside him. He pulled out a little packet of lube from his wallet which was conveniently in his drawer.
“Must you just carry that around?”
“What can I do? My husband is always horny” Soobin’s face heated up at an alarming rate but it was all too familiar for Yeonjun to worry about.
He bit the corner of the packet with his teeth and drizzled some on his dick and moved his hand up and down his shaft to spread it. This little gesture had Soobin covering his face, ‘He’s too sexy. How can someone look so sexy?’ he said to himself. The leftover lube on his hand was spread between Soobin’s thighs. Yeonjun made sure the position he was going to be fucking Soobin’s thighs would also stimulate Soobin’s balls, atleast until the base of his dick. Yeonjun was just that efficient.
Soobin always looked so precious during sex, it always made Yeonjun’s heart melt. He peppered Soobin with kisses anywhere and everywhere accessible. He slowly pushed his dick through the thick and warm meat which aligned almost perfectly with Soobin’s own.
Soobin started swaying his hips, grinding his lower half from pleasure even though Yeonjun had done the bare minimum. Yeonjun started moving, his dick rubbing against Soobin, the simulation he received was no joke, the tight feeling almost got Yeonjun unconscious.
Yeonjun started with slow and steady but it soon got fast and sloppy. Soobin’s moans got louder and louder as time passed. All this pleasure made his face so lewd to look at, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he had no strength left to even close his mouth. He could feel his throat go dry as his tongue was rolled out, drool dripping from it flowed all the way to the table creating a pool. A pool of Soobin’s drool sitting on the table just because he was getting his brains fucked out. How nice.
Yeonjun grabbed both of Soobin’s wrists in one hand and used the other to support his weight on the table. Soobin puckered his lips, or at least tried to, to get a kiss, which Yeonjun, thankfully delivered. Yeonjun had to loosen his tie and a few buttons to cope with the heat of the room. His sweat glistened chest made Soobin feel dizzier. Yeonjun retracted both his hands. This time, those sinful fingers entered Soobin’s mouth, and another pair entered Soobin’s ass. It was as if Yeonjun studied Soobin for years instead of his degree. On cue, Soobin let out a loud moan which was interrupted because his mouth was filled. Yeonjun's fingers caught up to the speed of his hips, both moving so fast Soobin couldn't differentiate reality anymore. His mind was so far into his subconscious that he wasn’t able to control his moans, or stop sucking Yeonjun’s fingers. His back arched as he kept repeating Yeonjun's name which was inaudible.
The table creaked with every movement. Soobin was gone and it was evident on his face.
“M close” Yeonjun announced.
It took a few more thrusts for Soobin to cum, followed by Yeonjun . The next minute or two were spent in silence for Soobin to gain his senses. They took some heavy breaths to cool off. Yeonjun released Soobin’s mouth and right on cue, they could hear the student’s chatter from outside.
“Perfect timing.” Both of them laugh. Over the next few moments, Yeonjun helps clean Soobin and the desk with a bunch of tissue paper. He then helped Soobin wear his pants and later, the both of them made the room spotless, as if nothing had ever happened.
Now, the sad part arrived. Soobin had to leave because he had some birthday preparations going on at home. Yeonjun fussed about how it was just a birthday and he was just getting older and that it wasn't something that should be celebrated but Soobin shushed him with a peck and promised that it would be worth it. They packed the last bit from Soobin’s bag, zipped it up and helped Soobin wear his leather jacket.
“Where did I keep those gloves?” Soobin said, looking around. Yeonjun did the same but stopped after noticing something,
“Babe, where is your ring?”
“OH MY GOD WHERE IS IT!?’
“WAIT IT'S ACTUALLY LOST??” Yeonjun started panicking and began searching the entire room,
“Jun…”
“You really liked that ring, wait it must be here-”
“That’s why”
“What?”
“That's why i didn’t wear the ring, i didn’t wanna lose it”
“Awh sweetie, where is it?”
Soobin pulled out a ring similar to the one that hung on Yeonjun's chest with a silver chain. Yeonjun took it and held Soobin’s hand gently while putting the ring on his ring finger.
“You won’t lose it. Our love is too strong to break. Don’t worry”
“Ew. cringe” Yeonjun smacked Soobin after he said that. On cue the bell rang indicating that the classes were going to resume.
Yeonjun opened the door and the girl from before stood there, with a new set of clothes. She seemed to have been talking to herself before she encouraged herself and opened her eyes and let out a scream at the two males in front of her. Soobin was startled and Yeonjun almost screamed back. What were those two words again?
Oh yeah
Plan : Epic fail
Embarrassment level : under the devil’s ass.
The girl covered her mouth out of embarrassment. She muttered a quick apology before running away but Yeonjun called out her name and for the first time she saw Yeonjun that afternoon. She immediately looked away, “uh sir. I think that would violate the teacher’s code.” Both Yeonjun and Soobin turned their heads towards Yeonjun’s pecks which were visible from the unbuttoned shirt.
“Shit” Yeonjun cursed before running back into his office. “I'm going to be late….could you please take Soobin to the parking lot?”
The girl refused to see in their direction, but nodded her head and started walking towards the parking lot and Soobin followed her while wearing his gloves. She saw a ring hanging on Yeonjun’s chest but now she just wants to forget that memory because whatever she saw was definitely illegal. Literally. They did not speak anything till all the way there.
“Thank you” Soobin said politely.
The girl smiled and she was about to say something but she looked at the ring on his hand and her mind went blank. It was only a glance for Soobin was wearing his gloves and so the vision of the beautiful ring was just for a moment.
Oh.
She just gave Soobin a bow and asked him to visit again and was on her way. ‘What was I even expecting?’ She thought to herself.
“That ring…” words didn’t come out of her mouth. She thought about the familiar looking ring but gave up on her bad memory. She found her friends returning from the cafeteria and immediately hogged up to them,
“Oh damn sis, how was Prince Charming?”
“Prince Charming got a princess”
“Oh damn that’s sad”
They immediately dropped the talk about Soobin, it was just a one-time-street-crush anyway.
“I had to miss lunch~” the girl whined. After the entire mop water incident, she had to change into her friend’s spare clothing, and this friend’s dorm was on the other side of the campus so they had to walk for quite some time in the cold wind.
“Ah,” she covered her nose, “ah” all her friends faced her while she made a funny face waiting for that sneeze to arrive, but it never did. All of them laughed at her. This is why you should not have friends. They suck.
The doorbell rang once but there was no response. There was a beat of silence before the sound of the keypad started beeping. The door opened revealing a curious Yeonjun .
Yeonjun had gotten a message from Soobin saying that he had changed the password of the front door and Yeonjun wanted to know why. He carefully looked at the kitchen and as expected, it was a mess. There was the faint smell of caffeine and a very prominent smell of burnt food. Yeonjun laughed to himself, wondering if this was his food from the afternoon.
“As expected from Choi Soobin, the only man who can bake cake without burning it but when it comes to food….he’s hopeless” he chucked. The very fact that he tried to do something for him made his heart flutter. He looked around the house to find no traces of his husband.
“Soobin?” He called and in response he got something questionable. He followed the source of the noise, which lead him to the bedroom and
Oh
Holy
Mother Teresa
Boy, Soobin has got to be his favourite person ever. Soobin, beloved Soobin, has gotten too much courage now; to the point where it scares Yeonjun .
Beloved, beloved Soobin is now crouched on the bed, his back arched and his fine ass stealing the spotlight. A strap of leather was the only thing that ran through his body. A single strip running from his neck, circling it, then continuing towards his delicious thighs which were also shown no mercy from the tight material. His skin already turning red and sweaty on impact. The same leather was attached to another strip, which followed Soobin’s backbone to his biceps, also tightly engulfing it. If that wasn’t ‘a lot going on,’ Soobin wore his favourite outfit, bunny ears headband and a bundle of fur on Soobin’s ass. That was Yeonjun's favourite outfit; just bunny ears, bunny tail and naked bunny. He had lost count as to how many outfits they had owned till now and how all of them were his absolute favourite.
This setting surely shocked yet excited Yeonjun. Of course, after doing it continuously since their ‘after ages sex’ Soobin had complained several times about being exhausted and sore. (but they did it anyways cause he is a slut for Yeonjun's dick) Yeonjun had his fingers twitching, his brain and heart both begging to touch the smooth skin covered with marks made by yours truly,
But the jaw breaking vision was the little decor of whipping cream on Soobin’s ass with a cherry on top and a glittery red ribbon around his waist, tied to a neat bow presenting his plump ass. Yeonjun dropped his briefcase at the sight. He could feel his heart beat faster. All his tired nerves and muscles forgot what being tired meant, and of course ‘the monster’ (as Soobin calls it but never says it out loud because according to him ‘that’s so cringy’) had awakened and was definitely waiting to devour its prey.
Yeonjun let out a breath as he loosened his tie. The urge he felt to completely destroy him, fuck him so hard that Soobin could feel his organs being pushed to the side and shuffle out of their places to such an extent that there would have been created a designated place just for Yeonjun’s dick.
“You….”
Soobin’s head jerked at the sound of Yeonjun's voice.
Yeonjun let out a little laugh, “I’m going to make you forget what your life without my dick up your ass feels like”
Soobin whined, trying hard to not move his hips at the statement. He felt hot, extremely hot and bothered.
“Whining like a fucking puppy now are we” He said, grabbing his plump ass and stared at the butt plug. Even though he was the one who insisted on buying it, he doesn’t quite like it. He grabbed it harshly. Soobin let out a choked moan,
“Hyung, slowly please” Yeonjun just glanced at Soobin. He let out a ‘tsk’ and carefully removed the object. Upon removing, a little drizzle of lube fell out. Soobin let out a sigh at that. He was mindlessly playing with the object at Soobin’s ass. Sometimes circling the rim, sometimes poking it inside. He looked at Soobin’s face, the look of anticipation of Yeonjun's next move, was clearly on his face.
“Maybe next time don’t use this,” he said with a small voice.
“Huh?” Soobin turned around slightly to look at Yeonjun's face,
“I said don’t wear it again, throw it out” Yeonjun said, trying not to meet Soobin’s eyes
“Why? I mean…” Soobin went into thinking, having no idea of the reason for Yeonjun's request. And then a possibility struck him.
“Are you perhaps…haa” he stifled a laugh. His elbows gave out on him as his face hit the bed.
“Yeonjun hyung, are you jealous of me using something that’s not your dick?” Yeonjun's face turned a little red from embarrassment. Sometimes Soobin wondered how a man with such a dominant aura and with such fat balls was ever so cute. Yeonjun slapped Soobin’s ass before they could get distracted from the matter at hand. He threw the lube covered object to the side of the room as he grabbed his ass,
“Let’s not lose focus alright sweetie? I’m gonna eat you whole today” he said while giving out a wink.
Soobin whined, those hands spread his cheeks apart, then squished them together and then pulled them apart again. Yeonjun enjoyed the sight of his twitching hole, preferring it better than that metal whatever. He placed both his thumbs at the entrance, hooked his thumbs in there while he, again, started squishing his ass. He has already declared that it was Soobin’s ass appreciation day and would love to fumble with it.
He then placed his tongue, right above his hole while ignoring Soobin noise of displeasement; and licked a long stripe till the whipped cream and cleaned it all. He could smell the lovely smell of Soobin’s (his) favourite body wash. Soobin was definitely gonna be on his peak tonight and Yeonjun had no intention of letting it go in vain.
“Nice cake by the way” he said with amusement lingering in his voice as he smacked Soobin’s ass. Soobin moaned in return, weirdly moving his hips to the air after the loss of filling in his ass. He hit him again, the action slowly becoming an addiction to him. He groped him again, massaging the flesh,
“I would rate it a solid 10,” he said and licked the same spot where the whipping cream had laid, “would definitely eat it again” he commented, this time not lifting his head, but rather undoing the red ribbon around Soobin’s ass with his teeth. Soobin couldn’t see Yeonjun's antics but god damn, he could feel his hot breath lingering on his back before the tight ribbon was undone.
“Oh sweet mother of hell, happy birthday to me” he said to himself in a whisper.
He removed it, slowly, ensuring Soobin felt the smooth ribbon tickling his waist. Soobin arched his back ever so slightly, lack of patience getting to him. He whined, whined for any action, a touch, a grab, a bite, anything, but nothing arrived. It was just Yeonjun taking his own sweet time enjoying his view. The ribbon was removed and Yeonjun wrapped it around his fist reminding himself to use it later.
He sat on the bed, his back facing Soobin and threw his hand over Soobin’s hip and brought his ass closer to his face. He crossed his legs, laying one on top of the other. He hooked a finger under the leather on his thighs, pulled it far from the skin and left it resulting it to slap Soobin’s skin. Soobin’s breathing stiffed at that. Yeonjun gripped the leather again, this time pulling it but not leaving it, rather using his other hand, he managed to manhandle Soobin onto his lap.
Soobin was quick with his reflexes. He quickly grabbed Yeonjun's shoulders and stared at Yeonjun's eyes with his own doe ones. Yeonjun smirked. He loved when Soobin was clueless and trusted Yeonjun to do everything on his behalf. Yeonjun gave up on resisting himself and attached his lips to that of Soobin’s. One hand supported Soobin’s back and the other grabbed his ass. Again. And Yeonjun will do it again and again and again, probably till someone cuts both his hands off. (Soobin says he would then probably try to lick him and that it would be better if his hands were still intact.)
The kiss got hotter, sloppier and Yeonjun definitely made the dominance present. He bit into Soobin’s lips and licked it, leaving it red and swollen. He pulled Soobin closer by his ass as Yeonjun gave Soobin some space to breathe. This was definitely new to Yeonjun , having Soobin laying on his lap, being so tiny and breathless with his brain far gone into his subconscious state. Soobin had no idea how lewd his face looked at that moment. His face flushed while his eyes half lidded and his mouth wide open with hot puffs of air releasing. Yeonjun could swear he saw hearts forming in his eyes for such little pleasure he was receiving.
Yeonjun let out a noise that Soobin recognised very well. It was his favourite voice of Yeonjun , the one which shows how much Yeonjun was pleased with Soobin. The one which let Soobin know that he was a good boy and Yeonjun was loving whatever Soobin was doing. If Soobin had a tail, it would've been shaking vigorously. He didn't need verbal saying anymore, just one sound from Yeonjun was enough to know everything about him.
The last thing Soobin saw was Yeonjun pulling his tongue out before his eyes closed, his head pulled back as Yeonjun licked his very perked bud. This new position has exposed Soobin’s chest more than he had ever felt before. Yeonjun licked the perked bud twice before he decided to put his mouth over the nipple and sucked it. Yeonjun sucking with that position gave him an advantage of having his ears right in front of Soobin’s throat and oh lord the sweet vibrations he felt from Soobin’s moaning sent him to another realm. Soobin was sensitive on his buds. Fuck. Soobin was sensitive everywhere. But in all honesty, Soobin was just sensitive to whatever Yeonjun did.
He moaned, the habit of biting his lips to stop them long forgotten because of the treatment he receives from Yeonjun . The man is mad, if Soobin ever closed his voice he would make sure to commit such sinful deeds that Soobin would've lost his voice. And thats what Yeonjun was doing to him right now, moving his tongue in such a way that gave Soobin such pleasure. Its nothing new. Yeonjun just knows way too much about Soobin, it was honestly embarrassing.
Yeonjun took a breather, a huge circular mark of teeth circled Soobin’s nipple. He left his grip on Soobin’s ass and brought it to his dick. Slowly moving his hand up and down the shaft as his thumb rubbed over the tip. A whole new sensation washed over Soobin. He gripped Yeonjun's shoulder tighter, his nails digging the skin, almost making it bleed. Yeonjun turned his body a little so that Soobin could rest his legs on the mattress while Yeonjun continued to give him a handjob. Yeonjun spat on his hand, then continued his actions on Soobin, with a little more ease.
He went slow and teasing at the beginning but when Soobin sent him a glare (which Yeonjun found to look more like a pout) he gained his speed. He was absolutely loving the noises Soobin let out at the expense of laying in his arms. He was loving it.
“Hy-ung” when Soobin’s broken voice reached Yeonjun , he knew he was close. He moved his hand faster while moving his mouth to his nipple , back to biting the already bitten skin. The added pleasure had Soobin squirming his hips, he started thrusting hips to match Yeonjun’s pace, and with Yeonjun tightening his grip around Soobin’s dick, he came. Long strips of white liquid was ejected onto Yeonjun's t-shirt and his face. Despite being high, Soobin managed to look at Yeonjun , his own cum sprayed across his face, across his lips.
Yeonjun grinned, licking around his lips tasting the hot semen. He dragged a finger, tracing the cum shot, scooped it on his index finger and gracefully licked it all. Soobin let out an embarrassing sound at that, covering his eyes, he whined. His whining made Yeonjun grin. It would be a lie if I would say that Yeonjun wasn’t hard; it couldn’t be possible. Soobin was lauded out so helplessly and curled up on his lap, that little helplessness and all these submissive sounds he keeps making affects Yeonjun beyond description.
He lays down Soobin on the bed before fumbling around under his bed. Soobin was still in his own daze before Yeonjun picked him up again and carried him out of their bedroom to the kitchen.
“Oh no”
“Oh yes”
“Yeonjun , baby, no it’s col-“ Soobin had to shut his mouth to adjust to the shock he felt from the cold table. Yeonjun layered him down carefully and let Soobin take his time to adjust to the cold.
“Hyung I told you no sex in the kitchen “
“Come on,” Yeonjun whined “this is the only place I’ve not heard you scream my name” Soobin wanted to roll his eyes but he wasn’t given a chance as Yeonjun quickly stuffed his mouth with something and strapped it around his head.
Soobin let out a sound of confusion.
“It’s called a ball gag sweetie. As much as I love to hear you, that sound out here might get us kicked out” Yeonjun scanned Soobin’s face for discomfort, not finding any he continued
“Besides you look pretty hot like this, tiny little puppy who will do anything I tell him to” he said and grabbed Soobin’s jaw harshly. Soobin got tears forming in his eyes, threatening to fall out.
“Such a good boy” he complimented which got Soobin aroused. He was barely brought back to reality from his last high before Yeonjun touched the cum on his tummy. He looked at Yeonjun , waiting to see what evil act he was going to play, but Soobin couldn’t decide if he should be greatful or not. Yeonjun might not be a sexy teen or young adult anymore but damn did lord take his time building his muscles. He was definitely a daddy and Soobin thanked god everyday to have the privilege to have such a hot husband whom he can swoon over everyday.
Yeonjun , the sinister man, just unbuttoned his shirt, one by one, he opened one button by one, following Soobin’s eyes which were staring at each button. He removed his shirt, his muscles on display. The eight pack, his shoulder blades, his biceps and triceps flexing as he removed the shirt. He folded it a little before using it to clean off the cum off of Soobin’s stomach and then used it to wipe Soobin’s sweaty face and neck and then threw it off to the side.
But the motherfucker did one thing that got Soobin thinking ‘how can he still think of something so kinky’. The little shit left his tie on. His body shone with the glistened sweat, shining off the ceiling light, a loosened tie just hung on his naked body; and the belt was currently being undone.
“Fuck you” he mumbled. The words weren’t clear but Yeonjun still understood. He smirked; That ego really did add to his length. He grabbed the leather at Soobin’s collar, bringing him to a somewhat leaning position and attached their foreheads together,
“Is the view nice?” Soobin turned his head, refusing to meet Yeonjun's eyes.
“Is it nice when your husband strips in front of you like this?” He forces Soobin to look at him by grabbing his cheeks.
“Do you have a fantasy of such a hot bod to fuck you and fill you up like a pathetic cum dump?” Soobin started whining. Of course when such a hot person talks like that, and when that hot person is Yeonjun that just makes it better. Yeonjun was the definition of a sexy hot man rather than the definition itself. Soobin could swear on a grain of gold that he never found anyone hot and sexy except Yeonjun , he literally could never get horny and hot if it wasn’t him, and when Yeonjun talks about being a stripper he can only imagine Yeonjun being in a public strippers club, strips and gets naked only for Soobin and then fucks him on the filthy couch.
Soobin moans at the thought, he would definitely love Yeonjun dancing with him in private room of a public club while grabbing his ass and making him moan so loudly that everyone knew he had a lover. It was as if Yeonjun could read Soobin’s thoughts.
“What now you want me to dance on you like a stripper? Want me to hold you against a pole and fuck you vertical?”
Soobin’s thoughts were scattered. He could not concentrate on his surroundings. Only the touch of Yeonjun's hand on his throat and his voice with vulgar words near his ears. He had already ascended to a different dimension just by his presence. Soobin started grinding on Yeonjun unknowingly. Just the words got him bothered and he needed Yeonjun'sdick, and for the first time in a decade of fucking, he wanted to verbally announce that.
Yeonjun's smirk grew bigger, he used his spare hand to guide Soobin’s hand to his firm chest, one by one. Soobin’s mind went so hazy, so drunk. He felt Yeonjun's firm muscles by running his hands up and down his chest a few times; he then hooked his hands around Yeonjun's neck and pulled himself closer towards Yeonjun and joined his ass right to Yeonjun's dick and grinding on it. It was already hard, he could make out.
Yeonjun hissed at the friction and grinded back almost immediately in reflex. Soobin moans were muffled but Yeonjun knew he was enjoying himself. Soobin let out a big sigh of satisfaction as Yeonjun grinded onto him for a tad bit longer and then laid him back on the table. Soobin looked so fucked out, as if he had given up and would literally allow Yeonjun to take his life and eat him whole.
His hands rested peacefully beside his head, his chest went up and down with every breath and his eyes, the prettiest of them all, had water filling it up. Yeonjun could notice a little drool leaking from the side of his mouth and his strands of hair which stuck to his forehead. He truly looked like an angel.
Yeonjun could hear his own heart beat, he found the man in front of him, his husband, his boyfriend, his classmate, the most beautiful creature god had ever created. He saw as Soobin lifted his head, his face contained concern as he wanted to check why Yeonjun stopped. Yeonjun’s heart was so swollen, he wakes up everyday only to fall in love with Soobin. He cupped Soobin’s cheeks and started showering him with praises,
“You must have been tailor made just for me” he rubbed his cheeks with both of his thumbs.
“Heaven sent me such an amazing angel; I must thank the lord, to present such innocence only for me to taint it for my pleasure” he kissed his eyelids. Soobin started finding it hard to keep up with Yeonjun’s constant mood swings, one minute he’s so soft and the other he’s just a devil, but Soobin decided to let him because it’s his day.
Soobin started moving his head left to right, trying to say something, muffling out loud voices. Yeonjun thought he must be discomforted by the ball gag, so he removed it and the moment he did, Soobin managed to connect their lips and started kissing him hungrily. Yeonjun kissed back, obviously, but not as strong as Soobin was coming at him. Soobin this time took the lead, kissing him and sucking on his tongue until he ran out of breath. His hands found their way to Yeonjun’s face, where he held him and connected the tips of their noses.
“Listen. here. you. piece of. hot. shit” Soobin said between breaths
“You better fuck me right here right now. I’m done being patient,” he said. Soobin was done waiting for Yeonjun. Yeonjun has never seen Soobin so frustrated because of impatience. He must have really left an impression on Soobin.
“Or what” Yeonjun asked, cocky enough. He expected him to joke about divorce or break up but,
“I’ll start wearing baggy pants and hide my ass from your vision forever” Yeonjun’s breath stifled at that. He knew Soobin was joking but Soobin’s ass, his most precious treasure, away from him? He would never be able to mourn for the loss.
Soobin bit his lips at the vision of Yeonjun’s eyes turning darker. He just knew what to say to hit Yeonjun right where it hurt.
“Oh I will fuck you alright. You think you can be bold now because I started wavering a little bit?” He grabbed Soobin’s thighs and separated them, he pulled out his dick from his boxers and lined it right to Soobin’s hole, but didn’t enter him. Soobin thought he had riled up Yeonjun just enough to finally fuck him but,
“You’re being a bad boy. How am I supposed to give you your reward?” Oh the pet boy talk again. It always got Soobin squirming on his seat.
“Yeonjun , Jun, hyung, please”
“Please what”
“Please fuck me, Hyung I will do anything ple- oughh” Soobin moaned out. Yeonjun entered him a little to shut him up. And with only half his length stuffed inside him, Soobin shut up.
“I’m still not hearing what I want”
“ Professor please, sir please grade me well, I’ll be so good” Soobin’s words were all slurry, he couldn’t think straight and just spat nonsense to please his husband.
“Hmm, good boy” Yeonjun said and with another swift motion he entered Soobin completely.
“ Ye-s oh yes, hy-ung” Soobin moans started getting louder. He pulled himself up with the help of Yeonjun’s broad shoulders, and with a new kind of standing position, he could feel Yeonjun’s dick go deeper inside him. Soobin moaned out louder.
“Fuck, Soobin” Yeonjun moaned out too, grabbing Soobin’s waist to help him out with that position.
“You are getting too bold nowadays, you dare talk back to me?” He said, slamming right into Soobin, and like always hitting a spot right next to Soobin’s prostate to tease him.
“Not gonna lie though, it’s kind of hot” he continued. Soobin couldn’t reply with words, just moaning and sputtering ‘ yes~’ during the entire time. Yeonjun carried him, Soobin wrapping his legs around Soobin’s waist as Yeonjun carried him to the nearest wall, next to their refrigerator, where he fucked Soobin right at his prostrate. Soobin started choking on his moans and started crying with the harder added pleasure. Soobin could swear he felt Yeonjun’s dick in his stomach. He swore he did.
Yeonjun enjoyed himself, Soobin clenched around his dick so perfectly, “sweetie I don’t think I can last that long. You’re so tight. Fuck.”
Soobin’s back burned by the constant rubbing on the wall because of how hard Yeonjun was moving his hips, and fucking him to death. Soobin held Yeonjun tighter and Yeonjun did the same, held Soobin tighter by the waist and snapped his hips faster. Soobin hid his face on the crook of Yeonjun’s neck.
“Hyun- I’m clo-ose nngh” Soobin said
“Cum my darling, cum just from my dick, just my dick is enough isn’t it?” Yeonjun too, started spitting nonsense. The unholy sound of skin clapping resonated in the room. The sound got quicker and Soobin let out the most high pitched moan possible as he spilled onto his and Yeonjun’s naked body. Soobin’s hot release got Yeonjun a little excited and he too released inside Soobin.
Soobin moaned at the hot liquid being spread inside him. He swore he could feel the heat in his throat even if it was inhumanely possible. They took a few minutes off to catch their breath, both the heads comfortably tucked into each other’s necks. Soobin let go of his grip on Yeonjun as he slowly slid down, but still held Yeonjun for support because the pain on his lower back attacked him like a snake attack.
Yeonjun didn’t let Soobin stand for more than a second, immediately scooping him up in his arms and carried him to the couch. He laid him down carefully and gave a kiss on his forehead indicating he did a good job. They stayed like that for a whole minute before Yeonjun moved in order to take his dick out of Soobin, but Soobin grabbed Yeonjun’s wrist. Yeonjun gave Soobin a glance,
“What’s wrong baby”
Soobin blushed, his already hot face gaining another layer of red.
“Hyung…”
“Yes baby?”
Soobin didn’t say anything this time, rather started grinding his hips again. Yeonjun was too stunned to speak. Should you be surprised? No. It’s his birthday and Soobin was horny. Add 1 1 (and you will get 69)
Yeonjun let himself fall on the couch as Soobin managed to slip himself out of Yeonjun’s dick, climbed back on Yeonjun and aligned his hole to Yeonjun’s dick,
“Hyung, let’s do a house tour shall we?” Soobin slurred in the most erotic voice he could muster.
“Oh wouldn’t that be nice” Yeonjun smirked.
“I heard professor Choi came today”
“Really? Was he sick?”
“I don’t know. We should ask him the next time we see him”
She walked a couple of steps faster than the rest of her friends. The image of her professor with an unbuttoned shirt still bothered her. She tried her very best to not think of her professor that way. She was an innocent girl and preferred not to do anything vulgar or illegal. She must’ve missed the calls from her friends because as she was about to speed up, she collided with someone making all her notes which she carried in her hand fall off.
“I’m sor-“
“I apol- oh hello. It's you! I haven’t gotten the chance to thank you for the other day”
Nice. The very person she was trying to avoid. Yeonjun. Her friends ran up to her, some asking if she was alright and the others picking up her papers.
“I-it’s alright professor. Your friend seemed nice.” She tried making small talk.
“Let me help you with that,” Yeonjun said as he kept his briefcase on the pavement and started helping the girls. Someone asked him why he didn’t come for the past week and Yeonjun replied saying it was some family matters.
Having everyone help her, she didn’t find the need to bend down and pick up the papers. She stood there awkwardly, ‘okay. Professor isn’t being weird and I shouldn’t either’ she encouraged herself. She looked around, sighing at the mess that was made and her eyes caught the glittery red ribbon that was tied to his briefcase.
“Aha, quite eye-catching isn’t it? I have noticed many professors getting the same bag and I didn’t wanna have mine mixed up” Yeonjun said when he noticed the girl staring at his briefcase. His calm smile hid the fact that that ribbon was the very ribbon that was tied for Soobin’s ass and he wanted to look at it everyday.
She didn’t wanna make eye contact with the professor just yet. So she just faced down. But the one glance she gave Yeonjun when he was giving her the bunch of papers back, her eyes quickly shifted and she looked at those papers instead of looking at him. She gave a bow and thanked him, that’s when she saw it.
The ring
The very ring she saw on Soobin
That’s why it was familiar
And she didn’t know how to feel about it.
Bonus:
“You’re cleaning every inch of this house” Soobin demanded, as he peeled the orange with his hands and was seated comfortably under the blankets on the bed.
“Yes sir” Yeonjun replied tearfully
“You’re taking responsibility for what you did to my ass,” he said, pulling out one orange and feeding it to Yeonjun.
“Most definitely sir!” He said while chewing the sweet fruit.
“You missed that spot”
Yeonjun could suffer. With great sex, comes heavy cleaning sigh.