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Mingyu thought it was all happening so fast.
One minute he was at the bar, wallowing in his sorrows over the breakup, then the next he was at the hotel across the street, pushed down on the bed and kissing a very handsome man on his hotel bed.
He’s not complaining though.
He’s tried asking the man’s name throughout the night but with the loud music and chatter all around along with the slight buzz from the copious amount of alcohol he drank, he doesn’t even know if the man told him his name.
But he did hear him when he asked if he’d like to go to his hotel room to which he gave a loud affirmative and nodded his head like an overexcited puppy.
There’s a sober part of his mind that sounds like his best friend, Minghao, sighing and going: “Dude, are you trying to get yourself killed?”
While another part that sounds like Seokmin yells: “Yeah buddy, let’s get it!”
But both go away when the man murmurs against the crook of his neck, having littered it with various bites and kisses. “How do you still smell so good? We’ve been at that bar for hours and it was so hot inside, I can feel the sweat dripping down my back.”
Mingyu tilts his head to give him more access. He lets out a groan when the man gives a particularly sharp bite to his collarbone. He pulls away and Mingyu finally gets a good look at him through the soft light of the hotel's bedside lamp.
He’s older, he can deduce. There’s no physical indication of it like wrinkles or spots. On the contrary, the man looks like he could be around Mingyu’s age. It’s just the way he carries himself that makes him seem like he’s older and wiser and has been through so much.
Other than that, the glasses he was wearing earlier, that were now placed across the bed, made him look like some smart businessman. His crisp white button down was now untucked and wrinkled, buttoned open to reveal wide shoulders, a strong chest, and a lean stomach. The nerd in Mingyu briefly thinks he’s got a Dorito-shaped upper body like Captain America’s.
His blue slacks that the button down was tucked into are now rid of their belt and buttoned open, showing the bulge underneath his navy blue briefs.
He can’t wait to let this man ruin him.
“I wanna see you.” He breathes out, reaching to grab the hem of Mingyu’s navy blue sweater and pulling it over him. The second it’s gone, he leans over and kisses him again, hands roaming all around his naked torso.
“Fuck.” Mingyu moans when he feels his nipple get pinched.
“You like that, baby?” The man murmurs against his lips. “You like getting your nipples pinched?” His tongue darts out to lick Mingyu’s lips, prompting him to let out a whine as the man chuckles. “Fuck, we haven’t even gotten to the best part and you’re already whining like a bitch in heat.”
The man pulls away again then reaches down to unbutton Mingyu’s pants. Once he does and takes it off as well as his boxers, he leans back to look at him.
Normally, this is where Mingyu would get overwhelmed and hold his breath—his previous bed partners would fawn over his tall and strong physique and size and immediately assume he’s the giver in this but seeing how the man—this unnamed man, this total stranger—lets his gaze linger up and down his body, a glint in his eyes as if—
“God, I can’t wait to ruin you.”
Well, that just does it for Mingyu.
The man, who’s still partially clothed, gets off the bed and walks over to his travel bag. Mingyu sits up, resting on his elbows, and watches as he rummages through his belongings before he gives a quick “aha!” and turns back, carrying what he needs.
He throws the condom and lube on the bed, the items perfectly landing beside Mingyu. He then stares at him as he takes off his pants and briefs, finally naked from the waist down. He goes to get rid of his button down when Mingyu stops him.
“No, leave it on.” He tells him, feeling his cheeks burn at his racy request.
The man smirks but obliges before climbing back up on the bed and hovering over him. Mingyu stares down at his long and hard cock, swinging down above him and swallows. The man then grabs the bottle of lube and applies it on his fingers, warming up the liquid.
Mingyu watches, concentrating, that he doesn’t notice the man leaning over and kissing him softly, turning him breathless in surprise at the action. He reaches to wrap his hand around the back of his neck, pulling him closer, their tongues sliding against each other. Before he knows it, he feels his thighs being spread wider before a finger slowly prods his hole, causing him to pull away from the kiss with a gasp.
“Okay?” The man softly asks, finger slowly inching itself inside Mingyu.
Mingyu breathes out slowly, concentrating on relaxing himself. It’s been so long since he’s fucked a man, let alone get fucked by a man that this feels so foreign all of a sudden. But the man takes care of him, slowing his pace and kissing every inch of his skin that he can reach, assuring him it’s going to be okay.
The night isn’t over and he doesn’t even know this man’s name but… he might be close to falling in love with him at this point.
Sooner or later, there’s two fingers inside him, scissoring him open to accommodate the man’s size while also stroking his cock. Mingyu keeps his breathing even, trying his best not to come from getting his hole fingered and his cock stroked.
He needs this man’s cock in him like yesterday.
And he voices as such, gently grabbing the man’s foreman and squeezing. The man gets the idea and nods, slowly pulling his fingers out, earning a soft moan from Mingyu. With a bit of difficulty (due to slippery hands), the man eventually manages to tear the condom packet open and slide it down his hard length. He applies a bit more lube, stroking his cock to cover it down from head to base.
Mingyu pouts, suddenly wishing he would have gotten the chance to suck that pretty cock.
The man grabs his cock and slowly inserts it inside Mingyu, making him gasp as he grips the man’s shoulders for leverage. “Fuck, you’re still so tight.” The man breathes out, slowly inching into him.
Mingyu’s eyes close and his brows furrow, concentrating on trying not to come at being stretched wide. Once he feels him bottom out, he feels a gentle tap on his hip and he opens his eyes to see a worried look on the man’s face.
“You okay, darling?”
He tries hard not to melt at the pet name so he nods instead. “I am.”
“Can I move?” Mingyu nods again and he slowly pulls out and then slowly thrusts back in, both of them groaning at the new sensation.
The man curses but continues, thrusting in and out of Mingyu at a slow pace, his hands gripping his hips tight as he does so.
It’s a slow rhythm at first, Mingyu still tight to do anything else but soon, it’s like a dam bursts open and when he feels something prod at the bundle of nerves inside him, it causes him to gasp. The man looks at him in concern but he nods quickly, “Again, again, please.”
He obeys him, thrusting in quick and fast. Mingyu wraps his legs around the man’s waist, pulling him closer as he continues to thrust in him.
“Faster.” He begs. “Faster, please.”
“You’re so polite.” The man jokes but obliges, leaning forward to press his hands on either side of Mingyu’s head for better leverage. “You feel so good around me.” He moans.
Mingyu pulls him down by the back of his head and kisses him open-mouthed, gasping at every thrust the man gives to him. “More, more, more.” He whines.
“Don’t worry, babe, I got you.” He murmurs against his lips. “You’re so good to me, huh? So polite, so tight, so fucking sexy.” He reaches to grab one of his pecs and squeezes. “You’re just a beauty, aren’t you?”
Mingyu, through lust-filled hazy eyes, nods.
“And obedient.” He adds. “Just for that, I think I’ll have to reward you for it.” He then sits up, the heat of his upper body lost but Mingyu doesn’t get to mourn for much longer before the man starts thrusting deep and fast inside of him.
Mingyu shouts, arms stretched wide, hands gripping the bed sheets as the man continues to piston his cock inside of him, having no intention of stopping or even caring about the noises Mingyu’s making.
“Ah, ah, oh my god,” Mingyu moans at every thrust, “faster, faster, fuck.” He whines. “I’m close, please, I’m close.” He begs.
The man doesn’t respond. Instead, he continues, trusting in and out at his quick pace. Soon enough, Mingyu can feel it—the bubbling sensation deep beneath him.
“Are you gonna come?”
Mingyu nods quickly.
“Then do it, baby, come for me.”
And he does. Letting out a long and loud moan as he comes hard, his spunk hitting as far as his chin. He lets out a high pitched whine, back arching as the overstimulation gets to him when the man doesn’t stop thrusting into him, having not come yet.
He stares above him, feeling like there’s stars floating around him. He looks at the man and sees his hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat. He also notices that his eyes are closing in and out rapidly because the sweat is getting into them. Before he realizes it, he reaches out and swipes his hair away from his forehead.
Mingyu watches the man’s face, smiling in gratitude before he goes back to concentrating on making himself come, before he squeezes his hole around cock, smirking as his mouth gapes open and his thrusts falter, falling on top of him as he groans, finally coming inside the condom.
“Fuck, you tease.” The man groans, hips doing miniscule thrusts as he continues to come. Mingyu softly laughs, running his hand down his sweat-soaked hair.
Soon, he pulls out, quickly discarding the condom when he gets up to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile, as he listens to the sound of the faucet turning on, Mingyu slowly succumbs to sleep, the last thing he can remember was the feel of a damp towel on his body and a soft chuckle.
“So what’s a handsome guy like you doing in a dingy bar like this?” Mingyu asks, eyeing the man up and down. “Ooh, let me guess, business trip?” He gestures to his attire.
The man smiles. “No, I’m here to visit family. I just got off from work and dropped my things off at my hotel room.” He then gestures back to Mingyu. “What about you? What are you doing this early in the evening? Shouldn’t you be studying for your midterms or whatever.”
Mingyu shrugs. “Already finished them.”
“So celebrating then?”
“Not really.” He looks down, embarrassed. “My girlfriend just broke up with me.”
The man winces. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s fine, weirdly enough… I was expecting it.”
The man gives him a comforting smile. “Do you want to talk about it?” Mingyu hesitates. “I’m not just saying this because I feel bad, I… I feel like you could use an ear.”
And for the first time since the break up, Mingyu genuinely smiles. “Sure.”
He wakes up to his phone alarm.
His eyes dart open and he quickly sits up, fearfully looking at the unfamiliar room before the events of last night sink in.
He looks to his right and sees the man asleep, facing him, bundled up in the hotel’s comforter, looking so small and cute.
Such a funny thing to say about someone who just gave you the best fuck of your life.
The ringing persists and Mingyu gets off the bed to grab his phone from his jeans pocket. He turns off the alarm and after that, he stands up and grabs his clothes, putting them on as quickly and as quietly as he could. As he puts on his sweater, he looks over at the man, still asleep.
He smiles then it drops.
Should I leave him a note? He ponders. This is his first one night stand in a while and he doesn’t really remember what to do because most times, he’s the one being left behind.
But I want to see him again, he thinks, and that’s enough for him to find the hotel’s notepad and a pen, writing a short note on it before jotting his number down. He folds it neatly into a paper heart before he places it on the space he slept on and smiles down at the relaxed sleeping figure.
As much as he wants to stay here and maybe get a taste of round two, he really needs to go so he quietly leaves, the door softly clicking shut behind him.
“Yah Gyu, where the hell were you last night?” Seokmin yells later that night, having met him and Minghao at the same bar he went to last night.
“Just had a drink.” He answers, taking a seat on the stool he can remember the man sat on as the one he sat on last night is now occupied by Minghao.
Minghao reaches over to comfortingly rub his back. “Seok told me what happened.”
Mingyu looks at Seokmin and he sighs. “Sorry man, I know you wanted to be the one to tell him but I couldn’t find you yesterday so I had to ask Hao and explain everything.”
He nods. “It’s okay.”
Minghao sighs. “If I knew she’d be like that, I wouldn’t have introduced the two of you.”
“Hao, it’s fine, don’t worry about it. It’s not your fault.” He assures him and as both of his friends look at him worryingly, he smiles. “Let’s just talk about something else.” He says, trying to divert the conversation as he waves a bartender over to them.
“Fine, let’s talk about the huge hickey on your neck.”
“Jesus Christ Gyu, did you get bitten by a bear or what?”
“Fuck off.” Mingyu laughs.
Seokmin laughs. “I see someone’s moved on pretty fast. No wonder we couldn’t contact you last night.”
“It’s not like that.” Mingyu groans. “Anyway, let’s talk about something else that isn’t me like why’d you call us over here, Seok?”
“Oh yeah! So, my brother’s visiting this weekend and I thought I should invite him over for drinks so he can finally meet you guys.” He grins.
“Oh, that’s cool.” Minghao grins. “I can’t wait to meet him.”
“Me too.”
“Yeah, he’s staying at the hotel right across the street.” He then has this teasing look in face. “And you know how we were supposed to meet last night?” Both Minghao and Mingyu nod. “Well, I was going to introduce you to him so I asked him last night if we can just have drinks at his hotel room. First, he said ‘yes’ and then later on, he said ‘no’ and when I kept pressing him about it, he got weirdly cagey.” He snickers. “I think he met someone and had them over.”
“Damn, first day back and he already pulled someone.” Mingyu laughs.
Seokmin laughs before he looks behind his shoulder. “Oh there he is. Hyung, over here!” He waves enthusiastically.
Mingyu turns to see a tall, bespectacled, and broad shouldered man, wearing a baby blue button up tucked into black slacks walking towards them with a smile.
Oh.
“Guys, I’d like you to meet my older brother, Wonwoo!”
Fuck.