⚠️Smut warning ahead
Joong came back home with Dunk. He dropped to the couch as soon he came and sighed tiredly and closed his eyes while leaning on the couch. Dunk sat beside Joong quietly. He observed Joong. Joong felt Dunk staring at him even though he was closing his eyes.
"You are staring at me." Joong said still closing his eyes.
"Yeah. You look exhausted. Not physically. But mentally."
Joong opened his eyes and looked at Dunk. Joong could see something unreadable in Dunk's eyes. They were staring at him in a kind and a pitiful gaze.
"I don't like to kill anyone. Specially my own men. But I don't have a choice."
Joong again leaned on the couch. This time his gaze was on the ceiling. He looked almost like a lost soul. He looked like he was pressed by all the pressure in the world.
Dunk got up from the couch and went behind Joong. Slowly he put his hands on Joong's shoulders and squeezed it.
"What are you doing?" Joong asked. He was surprised with Dunk's actions.
"You are tensed. You need to relax." Dunk said massaging Joong's shoulders. Dunk's hands work on its magic in a constant rhythm. Soon Joong felt his muscles relaxed under Dunk's touch. His eyes closed as he relaxed more.
"You are trusting me too much Mr Archen."
Joong's eyes wide opened with the sudden whispering in his ears. He turned around and saw Dunk smirking at him.
"Ha ha... Did you think I would try to kill you?" Dunk laughed loudly at Joong. Joong felt irritated with Dunk's previous act. He grabbed Dunk's hand and pulled him towards him. As Dunk was behind the couch the impact was harder than Joong anticipated. Both of them fell off from the couch.
"Ouch!" Both Joong and Dunk winced in pain. Joong was on the floor and Dunk was on top of him. Both of them looked at each other. Their faces were dangerously closer to each other and they could feel eachother's breath.
Suddenly it felt like the world around them vanished and there were only the two of them. Their gazes were fixed in eachother's eyes. Without even noticing themselves they leaned closer to each other.
Their lips brushed in a light touch and that ignite a flame inside both of them that turning into a wildfire in each passing second.
The moment their lips met, it was no longer tentative or hesitant—it was fiery, consuming, and filled with unspoken desire. Joong’s hand slid up Dunk’s back, pulling him closer until their bodies were pressed together with no space between them. Dunk responded with equal fervor, his fingers threading through Joong’s hair, gripping it tightly as if afraid he might disappear.
Joong shifted beneath him, rolling them both over until Dunk was lying on the floor, Joong hovering above him. They didn't break the kiss. The sudden change in position made Dunk gasp and Joong entered his tongue taking the chance.
Dunk’s hands roamed over Joong’s shoulders and down his back, exploring the contours of his body through the thin fabric of his shirt. Joong groaned softly at the touch, his own hands traveling along Dunk’s sides, feeling the heat radiating from him. Their kisses became more urgent, their movements instinctive, as if the boundaries between them were vanishing entirely.
Joong’s lips left Dunk’s mouth, trailing along his jawline and down to his neck, where he lingered, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the sensitive skin. Dunk arched his back slightly, his breath hitching as Joong’s hands slid under the hem of his shirt, fingers brushing against bare skin. The contact sent a shiver through Dunk, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Love" Dunk moaned, his voice low and trembling. Joong could sense a bit hesitant in his voice.
Joong pause. He raised his head enough to look at Dunk's eyes.
"If you want to stop, just tell me to stop."
Joong's voice was husky, but gentle. He looked at Dunk's eyes for any hesitation.
Last time when they had sex, Dunk was not in his right mind. So Joong knew very well that he wouldn't say no. But at this moment, Dunk was fully aware of what is happening. He can say no if he doesn't want it.
"Don't stop. I want this." That was all Joong wanted to hear. He bent down and captured Dunk's lips again. This time more intense and aggressive. They helped eachother to discard their clothes. Within minutes both of them were fully naked on Joong's living room floor.
Joong kissed down from Dunk's jaw to his neck. He kept marks here and there on Dunk. He moved lower to his chest trailing down wet kisses all over.
Dunk's breath hitched when Joong touch one of his nipple. He pinched it with two fingers before pulling it. Then he took it in his mouth and Dunk moaned loud with the sensation. His tongue swirled around the pink nub giving so much pleasure to Dunk. Joong gave both of Dunk's nipples the same attention.
Then he slowly moved down, giving wet kisses all the way. He kissed Dunk's waist and then his navel. Then he moved to Dunk's inner thighs and gave it little bites leaving bruises all over his thighs.
Dunk felt Joong's hand moving and then he felt his fingers near his rim, circling the sensitive skin slowly. Dunk felt goosebumps in his skin.
"Darling, we need lube." Even with unbearable pleasure, Dunk spoke. Joong groaned and took his hands back. Then he got up from the floor and went away.
Dunk sighed but didn't even bother to get up.
Within seconds Joong was back and there was a small tube in his hand. He knelt down beside Dunk. Then he opened the tube and put some lube onto his hand.
"Bent your knees for daddy, baby." Joong's voice was deep, intense and commanding. Dunk instantly obayed bending his knees.
Joong's fingers again found Dunk's hole. He touched the rim before entered his finger in. Dunk moaned when he felt Joong's wet finger went inside him.
"You are so tight baby."
Joong's voice was husky and filled with desire as he carefully worked his finger inside Dunk, the slick sensation easing his movements. Dunk's breath hitched, his hands gripping the rug beneath him as he adjusted to the feeling. Joong leaned in, pressing soft kisses to Dunk's thighs, murmuring words of encouragement.
"Relax for me, love," Joong whispered, his free hand stroking Dunk's hip gently.
Dunk bit his lip, nodding as he tried to relax under Joong's touch. Soon, Joong added a second finger, moving slowly and deliberately, watching Dunk's reactions carefully. Each time Dunk moaned or gasped, Joong felt a surge of satisfaction, his own need intensifying.
"Aaaahhhhhh"
Dunk moaned loudly when Joong added a third finger. He felt he was so full just by Joong's fingers.
"Darling, I need you inside me." Dunk spoke through his deep breaths. His face was all flushed with the pleasure he's feeling.
Joong pulled out his fingers. Then he spread Dunk's legs more and aligned himself with his hole. Joong pushed forward slowly, his tip breaching Dunk’s entrance. Dunk gasped, his fingers clutching the rug beneath him as his body adjusted to the stretch. Joong paused, his own breath unsteady as he fought to maintain control.
"Tell me if it’s too much," Joong murmured, his voice filled with both concern and restraint.
Dunk shook his head, his cheeks flushed and his eyes half-lidded.
"Don’t stop," he said, his voice breaking with desperation.
Joong groaned softly, continuing to press in with slow, deliberate movements. The heat and tightness around him were almost too much to bear, but he focused on Dunk, watching every expression, every sound. When he was fully seated, he stilled, giving Dunk a moment to adjust.
"Move" Dunk whispered.
Joong began to move slowly, pulling back slightly before rocking forward again. The friction sent shivers through both of them, their bodies finding a natural rhythm. Dunk arched his back, his moans growing louder as the pleasure began to override the initial sting.
"Go faster." Dunk said as he try to breath properly. Joong compiled and started to trust deep and harder. His hands gripping Dunk by his hips tightly. Dunk was sure there would be bruises by the next day.
The sounds filled the room, mingling with the slap of skin against skin and the ragged breaths they shared. The house smelled like sex.
Joong turned Dunk to the side still thrusting hard into him. He raised one of Dunk's legs getting more access.
Dunk cried out, his nails digging into Joong’s back as a wave of pleasure surged through him. Joong smirked as he found Dunk's sweet spot. He hit the same spot over and over again. Driving Dunk off the edge. Both of them were groaning and moaning loudly with each thrust.
The tension between them built to an unbearable height, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
"I'm going to cum." Dunk moaned as he felt something built inside him. Joong's thrusts became more frantic with that.
"Cum for me baby. Cum for daddy." Joong whishpered before connecting their lips again in a sloppy kiss. His one hand stroking Dunk's shaft.
"Aaaahhhhhh" Dunk came in Joong's hand. His cum spreading both of their bodies.
Joong felt himself getting closer too.
"Do you want my cum inside?" Joong asked slowing his pace. Dunk was still in his high. He nodded his head.
"Yes, come in me." Dunk whispered with ragged breaths.
Joong groaned deeply, Dunk’s words sending a surge of heat through his entire body. He buried himself fully inside Dunk, his movements erratic and driven by instinct as the tight warmth around him pushed him closer to the edge. He felt Dunk clenching around him.
"Dunk," Joong murmured, his voice trembling with the intensity of his release. With a final, deep thrust, he came, his body shuddering as he spilled into Dunk, the sensation overwhelming and electrifying. Waves of cum released inside Dunk filling him up.
For a moment, neither of them moved, their bodies tangled and slick with sweat. Their ragged breaths filled the room, the aftermath of their passion leaving them both trembling and flushed. Joong carefully withdrew, eliciting a soft whimper from Dunk, and then collapsed beside him on the floor.
"That was crazy." Joong said as they both came down from their high.
"Yeah. I never thought I'll do it on the floor." Dunk said breathing hard. His whole body was flushed and purple marks had started to appear in his body showing Joong's art works.
"We can do it in lot of places. My house is big. " Joong said smirking. But Dunk looked at him with wide eyes.
"You want to do it again?"
"Why not? It felt really good. I haven't felt this good in a long time." Joong said. This time he sounds serious.
"Don't tell me you didn't like it?"
Dunk was silent for a moment. Then he took a deep breath nodding his head.
"Yeah. I liked it too."
"Are you feeling relaxed now?" Dunk asked with a mock voice. Joong laughed at that before answering.
"Yeah. I'm well relaxed thanks to you." Joong said.
They laid there like that for a while in a comfortable silent until Joong decided to get up.
"Do you want me to help you to clean up?" Joong asked.
"Nah. I can manage. But help me to my room. I'm so tired." Dunk said stretching his hand towards Joong like a little kid. Joong chuckled and carried him in his arms to bed room.
Both Joong and Dunk knew they crossed a line that day. None of them want to acknowledge it and ruin whatever that was between them. But both of them didn't know that this small mistake would result chaos in the near future.
A/N:
Since we all work hard for the past week I thought of giving ourselves a little treat.
This is my gift for all of you supporting the boys for the past week. I know it was very exhausted for all of you. You all work hard day and night.
And also this is my Christmas gift for all of you.
I'll try to give you another little gift. But I can't promise on that.
So enjoy the story.
Do vote and comment your thoughts.
Love you all ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Merry Christmas 🎄 🎁
P.S : Sorry for spelling mistakes. I was shy to read it again... 🙈🙈