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“Bleh… you call that tasting good?”
“It’s an acquired taste,” Sunoo teased.
“If you say so…”
There was a moment of unexpected stillness. Niki wasn’t sure how, but he had the feeling Sunoo was about to pounce. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
“Nikiya,” Sunoo cooed. “I didn’t think you’d be up for round two so quickly…”
Before he could move, Sunoo’s palm squeezed over his soft cock. He curled in on himself, instinctively trying to protect his hypersensitive prick, but it was no use. He couldn’t shake him off. But when Sunoo abruptly stopped teasing him, Niki surprised even himself by rutting shamelessly up into his fist.
Sunoo watched, his jaw gone slack with surprise.
“Ohhh, Riki, I was teasing, but you’re actually ready to go again, aren’t you?”
“Hyung,” he growled low in his throat, and the sound made Sunoo’s eyes snap back up to meet his gaze.
“Hyung, I’ll make you regret teasing me…”
Sunoo swallowed.
“Please do,” he whispered. “I’d love to see you try.”
Sunoo’s soft smile and complete lack of alarm frustrated him. He was threatening him, so the least he could do was look threatened. Niki shoved a knee under Sunoo’s thigh, lifting and angling his hips how he liked. At the same time, he slipped a hand down the line of his back and brushed his knuckles casually over his hyung’s slick hole.
“Ah… mmm, Ri…ki…”
Niki sat back on his heels to free up his other hand and get a better view of Sunoo splayed out beneath him while he teased his entrance. His heavy breathing had him flushed all over, dewy with sweat and all but glowing. His body had a suppleness that the others members lacked, which had always fascinated the maknae. The modest swell of fat just over each pec was particularly irresistible, both like and completely unlike a girl’s chest in a way that drove all reasonable thought out of his head.
Niki cupped a pec and squeezed gently.
Sunoo squeaked.
“You’ve got nice tits, hyung,” Niki hummed. He pinched a nipple, drawing out a helpless whimper.
“They’re… hah… not- Mmn!”
Niki had silenced him by rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. A laugh rumbled deep in his chest as his palm dug against the soft curve of Sunoo’s pec.
“They’re not tits? But they’re so soft, and sexy, and they make you whine when I touch them… so what are they?”
“P-pecs…,” Sunoo argued. “My chest…”
“Nah,” Niki laughed, smoothing his full palm over one soft mound. “Pecs are underneath. These are hyung’s cute tits. Maybe some other time, you’ll let me shove my dick between and fuck them? I’ll cum on your face too. You’d like that, right?”
“They’re… ah! Not big… enough…”
“We’ll see. Later.”
“They… won’t be there later,” Sunoo sighed. “Mm… dieting…”
“Then stop,” Niki growled, roughly squeezing Sunoo’s chest. “If anything, you should be growing these for me.”
“Why—Ahhnn!”
Niki thrust two fingers suddenly into him, burying them easily to the second knuckle. Since Sunoo had been lubed up and riding a toy earlier, it was easy. He jabbed his fingers into him fast and reckless, enjoying how easily his hyung took anything he could give him. When he pressed a third finger in, Sunoo arched and whined openly.
“Ah… hah… mnnn, Ri… ki… ya…! I-ah! P-please put it… hah in already…!”
“I will if you’ll promise to grow your tits for me, hyung.”
Sunoo cupped his own chest, pressing what little he had together. It didn't even resemble cleavage, but it did make his chest look a little more full. He looked up at Niki with a soft pout and desire in his eyes. His hips rocked on Niki’s fingers, striving helplessly toward his own pleasure. It clearly wasn’t enough, and he was reaching the point where he’d say and do almost anything to get a cock in him.
“I… will,” he sighed. “I’ll g-grow my t-tits for you, just for you, so please…”
Niki hissed, and his fingers stilled. Sunoo whined loudly, trying to buck down onto them. Doing it himself was even less satisfying, though.
“I said it,” he huffed. “Your cock. In me. Now.”
Niki scrambled to retrieve the lube from the floor, but Sunoo caught him around the waist with his legs. He was surprisingly strong when he wanted to be.
“I’m ready. We don’t need more lube.”
“Just in case?”
Sunoo pouted dramatically, but released him. He returned to the bed with condoms and lube, which had Sunoo pursing his lips in obvious annoyance again.
“With all that talk about tits, I thought you’d want to breed me…”
Niki threw the condoms over his shoulder as if being seen with them would kill him, which sent Sunoo into a fit of sudden laughter.
He stopped laughing when he felt Niki’s cock bump against his sensitive hole. The tip stroked lightly back and forth against him as Niki lined himself up, sending tiny thrills of heat and need up Sunoo’s spine. The sensation settled at the base of his neck, setting off a thrumming buzz of pleasure that emptied his head. He tried to pull Niki in with his legs, but the younger man didn’t budge.
He grinned down at Sunoo and laughed — the little brat.
“You need something, hyung?”
“Nikiyaaa,” he whined openly, squirming against him to try to find leverage. Niki held him down with an easy smirk.
“You need me? That’s so sweet, but when did you stop using my given name?”
“When you became a rude little bitch,” Sunoo hissed. He tried to pry Niki’s hands off of his shoulders, but all that did was convince Niki to drag his pajama shirt up his arms and use it to loosely tie his wrists together. Sunoo gasped in frustration and attempted a kick, which failed miserably given the angle.
“What’s wrong, hyung,” Niki teased, his voice barely above a rumble. “You were begging so pretty earlier. Did you get shy? Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”
“I want you to shove your cock into my hole and fuck me until I cum, then keep fucking me after I cum until I cum again! Think you can handle that?”
Niki pressed his teeth against his lower lip, using the light scrape of pain to calm himself down. Sunoo was really hot when he was angry, and it was getting him too riled up to keep to his plan. He was beginning to question the plan, actually. Maybe it was a stupid plan. His cock twitched against Sunoo, which made the older man laugh.
“You don’t even want to wait, so why are you putting us both through this, huh? You don’t even have to be gentle or anything – just put your dick in me and breed me raw like the good boy you are.”
“That’s not going to work,” Niki growled. “You need to beg.”
“Do you want aegyo with that too, big boy?”
Before he could answer, Sunoo tucked his bound hands under his chin in a heart shape and pouted sweetly. His lower lip stuck out comically as he fluttered long lashes up at him.
“Pwease, Rikiya?~ Pretty please, I want your cock so bad!~ Oh, I’d do anything to get your big, thick cock in my teeny tiny—Nngh!!”
Niki hated that so much that he gave in immediately, thrusting forward with far more force than he’d meant to use. His cock sank straight to the base with one hard push, and his balls slapped loudly against Sunoo’s ass as he bottomed out inside of him. Several feelings overwhelmed him at once – the easy, slick glide; the way Sunoo’s walls squeezed him tighter than anything else ever had; and the unbelievable heat. He had to hold perfectly still and breathe.
“Fuuuck yesss,” Sunoo hissed, head thrown back as the sensation of being filled washed over him. “Mmmmn… finally!”
Niki pinned his wrists above his head, roughly holding them in place with one hand. He glared down at Sunoo, trying to stifle the childish pout forming on his lips. He needed to impress upon his hyung how unacceptable aegyo was in this context, and pouting like a little kid probably wouldn’t do it.
“Never again,” he grumbled.
“Mmhm, never again,” Sunoo breathed. “Cause, next time, you’ll know better than to… hah… test me… Mmmmn, Riki… ya!”
“Fuck, hyung, Sunoo,” Niki sighed, unable to keep the argument going with his cock buried in Sunoo’s warmth. He drew back until only the very tip remained before slamming himself back home. Sunoo kept his legs wrapped around Niki’s hips, urging him forward by digging his heels against him with every thrust. Niki kept his wrists stubbornly pinned overhead until Sunoo became too loud.
Niki pushed his wrists in front of Sunoo’s mouth, muffling the noise with the pajama shirt.
“Much as… I love hearing you moan,” he panted, working hard to keep up his pace. “I don’t… ngh… need you waking Jake or… Ah! Fuck!”
Sunoo dug his heels into Niki’s hips hard and used the leverage to drive himself heavier onto his cock. He bore down on him, making sure his hole was as crushingly tight as could be without actually hurting either of them.
“It’s rude… to say… hah another man’s name… Oh fuck!”
He couldn’t finish the thought as Niki pried his legs open and bent him double so he could take control of the pace again. He rammed into Sunoo, setting a brutal rhythm that filled the quiet room with the sound of their bodies slamming together. Both of them were spiraling closer and closer to climax with every beat.
“You are ridiculous… You’re awful… jealous for a slut… like I haven’t… shit! Haven’t… seen you leaving Sunghoon’s… his room… holy fuck…!”
Niki was struggling to form a coherent thought, let alone keep up with the banter. His hips were snapping forward faster and with more force than he knew they could. A distracted part of his brain wondered if he’d be a better dancer if he fucked more, but the thought drowned under a wave of need. He could hardly get enough air to keep going, but stopping wasn’t an option either. Embarrassingly enough, his voice also suffered from the lack of oxygen — jumping from high and thin to a low guttural rumble.
Sunoo just smiled up at him fondly.
“Mmhm, I am a slut,” he babbled. “Love getting fucked… oh, there! There! Ah…! I… always… wanted my Rikiya to fuck me since for…ever… and… ever… Ah! More, please!”
Niki shoved Sunoo’s ankles over his shoulders and drove into him with single minded focus. He could barely think anymore from the incredible pleasure, but didn’t feel anywhere close to cumming again. He didn’t know why and, frankly, didn’t care. If he could, he’d fuck Sunoo until sunrise. In that moment, he’d fuck Sunoo until the next sunrise if he could.
Beneath him, Sunoo continued to babble nonsense as his voice crept higher and higher. His eyes were screwed shut and his breathing was going ragged. Niki watched, fascinated, as his body tensed, his fingers curled up tight, and his mouth fell open. He didn’t realize Sunoo was cumming until he felt him tighten around his cock, almost pushing him out entirely. Then, he felt something hot splash between them, and he shoved back in with a determined little growl.
Sunoo shrieked, but they were both beyond the point of caring if they were heard. Niki slammed into him with abandon, driven on by the way his ass continued to spasm and squeeze around his cock. All the while, he watched his hyung’s face as he went from bliss to overwhelm to unbearable ecstasy. He was gorgeous all the way through.
“N-Nikiya! Riki! Ahhhn! Mmn! Rikiya… cu-cumming… again… fuck!”
He wanted to say he didn’t think Sunoo had ever stopped cumming, but had no words. Instead, he just gasped for breath and focused on driving into him. Sunoo bucked back against him as he shook through another orgasm. His prick twitched and bounced with the force of Niki’s thrusts, but only clear fluid spilled from the slit this time. He wailed into his pajama shirt as one climax rolled into another, but it was no use. His voice was too loud and the fabric too thin to make a difference.
Then, he slung his bound wrists around Niki’s neck and dragged him in for a sloppy kiss. He moaned helplessly into Niki’s mouth as his body trembled through wave after wave of pleasure. When they broke apart, Sunoo looked up at him through damp lashes with a thoroughly ruined expression.
“Rikiyaaa, cum in me… please…?”
Niki groaned softly, realizing his relentless pace had trailed off as they kissed. He pressed another kiss to Sunoo’s lips – this time unbearably soft and tender.
“Anything you want, gorgeous.”
Sunoo shivered, and then fell back into loud, wanton moans as Niki fucked him so hard that the bed creaked and knocked against the wall. He was finally close – finally ready to breed Sunoo like he’d wanted to do for as long as he’d known him.
Then, he was burying his face in Sunoo’s neck with a soft whine as his climax punched him in the gut. Heat shot straight down into his prick so hard and fast that it almost hurt just before it dissolved into muzzy warmth and dazed gasps. He lay in Sunoo’s arms, unable to bother with pulling out or cleaning up as every nerve in his body tried and failed to restart itself. Cool fingertips traced his shoulder blades, a much needed relief on his sweaty back.
Then, there was a knock at the door.
They both tensed.
“Hyung,” called a sleepy Jungwon. “Are you okay in there?”
There was an uneasy moment while Niki tried to figure out how to keep Jungwon from opening the door without letting him know he was there.
“I’m fine!” Sunoo called sweetly, though his voice was hoarse as hell.
“… Okay,” Jungwon answered. “Just keep in mind we have practice and a shoot tomorrow starting at ten. Jake hyung and I are gonna go sleep upstairs, so have fun.”
Niki felt his cheeks burn and wondered if Sunoo felt it where they touched his skin. He was just now realizing how loud they’d been. Sunoo had been much louder, but he still wondered if Jake and Jungwon would have heard and known his voice.
“Okay! Sorry to wake you!”
“It’s fine,” he yawned. “Wasn’t sure if you were getting fucked or murdered in there. Who are you with, anyway?”
“Just me — I… uhm… got a little carried away.”
There was what felt like an eternal silence before Jungwon answered. When he did, he sounded extremely amused. Niki couldn’t get his brain to work through what any of it meant.
“Fine, keep your secrets. Goodnight!”
“G’night!”
They both listened as Jungwon padded off down the hall towards the kitchen, had a muffled conversation with Jake, and they both left.
Sunoo breathed a sigh of relief.
“What the hell was that?” Niki demanded.
“Hm,” Sunoo asked. “Is it surprising? We were pretty loud…”
“Not that,” Niki hissed. “Why did he ask who you were with? Why did you lie? Why was he so casual about—”
He was interrupted by the unpleasant sensation of his dick suddenly slipping free. Everything was suddenly too sticky, wet, or crunchy for him to handle.
“Eugh…”
“Shall we continue this conversation in the shower?”
“Yes, please…”
—
“I lied because you seemed embarrassed and I figured letting them think it was all me would help,” Sunoo explained as he lathered Niki’s hair with his own shampoo. The smell would be a dead giveaway the next morning, but it was better than leaving his hair oily and gross or making the walk of shame back to his own dorm. “Also, if I let them leave, we wouldn’t have to sneak past them to shower. My en suite is just a sink and a toilet after all .”
“Makes sense,” Niki mumbled. He had been embarrassed, but he didn’t like Sunoo lying about him being there. It made him feel something that didn’t make sense to him – jealousy or shame or something like it. It was completely illogical – especially for an idol – but he didn’t want to be hidden.
“We can tell them tomorrow if you want,” Sunoo laughed.
“That easy?”
“Mmhm,” he hummed, moving on to rinsing his hair. “After all, it’s not like I haven’t slept with Jungwonnie too.”
“I figured you’d say that.”
“Jealous?”
“Maybe.”
“Of who?”
“Well,” Niki said, pretending to think it over. “I’ve slept with you, so…”
“Wrong answer,” Sunoo laughed, tipping the shower spray into Niki’s face for a second. He gurgled and flailed, and the two fell into a brief power struggle that ended with Sunoo swallowing a bit of shower water and coughing. Niki relented, but insisted he get to wash Sunoo now. They fell into an uneasy silence as he soaped his body. When he was washing Sunoo’s back, he finally spoke.
“Who else is sleeping together?”
“Literally everyone.”
“Except me?”
“Well, until now at least.”
“Why, though?”
Sunoo peaked over his shoulder to read Niki’s face. Seeing that he wouldn’t meet his gaze, he opted for the honest truth.
“You’re just barely old enough for the hyung line to think of you as anything but their little baby duckling, Jungwonnie is busy as hell, and you and I have been… distant… for a while. It’s not that anyone wanted you excluded, it just was how things shook out. In fact, I’m pretty sure Jake hyung will be mad that I got there first once he finds out…”
“Serves him right,” Niki laughed.
Sunoo took his hand and squeezed it with a smile.
“We’ll do this again, right?”
Niki buried his fingers in Sunoo’s damp hair and dragged him into a kiss. When they broke apart, he nuzzled along his hyung’s jawline. His voice came out softer and more vulnerable than he’d wanted.
“If you’ll have me.”
“Of course, I will. Silly boy.”
Niki sighed and slumped into his neck.
“Oh, baby,” Sunoo laughed softly. “I’m always here for you. Anytime. Anywhere. No questions asked. Even if we have a fight, you just have to come to me, okay? Were you really worried about that?”
“Shut up,” Niki grumbled.
“Shh, shh,” Sunoo soothed. “There, there, Nikiya.”
“We have time,” he continued. “If we don’t bring it up first, everyone will keep on as if they don’t know — even if they’ve figured it out. You know how you T types are with feelings. Everyone here needs a lot of time and space to process things. Since there’s no rush, let’s handle all this heavy stuff later, okay?”
“Okay,” he agreed.
It wasn’t like Sunoo was wrong. Niki especially needed a lot of time and space to figure out feelings. Sometimes, he just skipped out on having them altogether. Sunoo snatched the spray nozzle away while Niki was distracted and set about rinsing them off. Niki flailed and complained as he was teased and manhandled throughout the rest of the shower, but he let it go on anyway. It was reassuring to return to the usual teasing. When they were both toweled off and moisturized – Sunoo had insisted – they collapsed on new sheets without bothering to properly make the bed.
“Clothes,” Niki sat up suddenly. “I’ll need new clothes for tomorrow…”
“Just steal some of Jake hyung’s,” Sunoo yawned.
“What about underwear and socks…?”
“Just steal some of Jake hyung’s… or mine… mine are cute,” Sunoo insisted. “Or go commando.”
Niki made a face, but couldn’t bring himself to get up after Sunoo dragged him back under the heap of blankets and sheets. It was warm and soft and smelled of Sunoo and their shared detergent. He was exhausted down to his bones and had barely enough hours to sleep before they had to be at work. When Sunoo pressed sleepy kisses to his cheek, he gave up and let himself drift off.