Getting In Your Pants 9
Getting In Your Pants 9/?
Genre: Comedy/Romance(possibly)
Rating: R
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Lee Junho's life is anything but perfect. His girlfriend has just left him, his boss is threatening to fire him(while performing sexual harassment with his eyes) and now some kid (well not a kid) has just put a hole in his $800 pants! Junho knows this kid is going to be nothing but trouble in his life but will he let him stay by his side? Of course he will, because this boy owes him a new pair of pants.
Author's Notes: I'm trying another ChanHo fic, I have no idea how it is going to turn out or even how the end is... But please enjoy anyways!! I swear I've got too many fics going at once... This one isn't even on the list... DEDICATING THIS FIC TO kanashimi_desu BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, Not in Love wouldn't have been so popular ;P
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho sat stiffly at his desk for the first day. He was too tense to move whenever he heard a noise from Doojoon's office. The boss had only called on him a couple times that day; he seemed to be settling in quite well. Although, there were a good handful of people running in and out of the office. He felt useless as he sat his desk.
By the end of the day Junho was slouched against his desk, a pile of drool gathering at his elbow as he slept.
“Heh heh heh if only they could see you now.” Junsu chuckled before slamming his pile of papers onto the desk.
Junho jumped, slapping his hand in the pile of drool and cringing.
“Morning sunshine! Have we bored you today?”
The small boy glared at Junsu. “What do you want?” Junho asked, wiping his hand on his pants.
“I was told to bring these to you.”
“What are they?”
“Files.” Junsu smirked. “For you to organize.... Hey man...” He waved his hands in front of Junho's face. “Your eyes disappeared.”
Junho got up, about to grab the older boy by the collar when Doojoon stepped out of his office “Oh Junho, you're awake.”
The small boy's eyes widened.
“Could you please organize these? After that you can go home.” The boss smiled then looked at Junsu, raising a brow.
“Gotcha...” Junsu bowed, saluting and walking away.
“I-I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to fall asleep.”
“It's alright.” Doojoon smiled. “I haven't kept you busy, it's my fault. But it's not so bad right?”
Junho slowly shook his head, not sure what Doojoon would be doing to keep him busy. His boss poked his nose before looking him over and returning to his office. “Oh Junho!” He came back out just as the small boy was about to take a seat.
He stood in front of Junho, wiping the corner of his mouth. “You had a little something...”
Junho blushed, wiping his own mouth. Doojoon lightly tapped his cheek before disappearing into his office. The small boy waited a moment before sitting in his chair. He eyed the stack of files, sighing. At least it was something to do.
He had to drag his ass out of the building; his body too stiff. He fell limply against Chansung as he finally made it down the cement stairs.
“You okay?” The tall boy asked, patting Junho on the back.
“Mm... Just get me home.”
“Do you want me to get a taxi?”
Junho chuckled, shaking his head. “No...” He pushed away from the tall boy, wobbling away.
Chansung sighed, stopping the smaller boy and pulling off his backpack. “Get on my back.”
“What?!” Junho stared at him with wide eyes, looking around.
“Get on my back... You're obviously too tired to walk... Forget about your pride for a minute.”
“It's a 15 minute walk...”
The tall boy narrowed his eyes.
“Fine...” Junho sighed.
“Put this on.” Chansung said, handing the smaller boy his backpack. “Don't look at me like that, I'm doing you a favour.”
Junho rolled his eyes, taking the bag and Chansung knelt down. He looked around before slumping against the tall boy's back. Chansung hoisted him off the ground and Junho yelped, not used to be that high. He wrapped his arms around the tall boy's neck. “I hope no one sees me.” He muttered into Chansung's shoulder and the younger boy chuckled.
“Oof...” Junho groaned as he slid from Chansung's back and onto the couch.
The tall boy shook his head. “What exactly did the boss have you doing all day?”
Junho pressed his lip in a tight line. “Sitting at a desk organizing files over and over. I wasn't able to move.”
“Sit up.”
The small looked up at Chansung, blinking.
“Come on do it.”
Junho groaned as he pushed away from the couch and the younger boy climbed behind him. The small boy sat patiently, tapping his fingers against his legs until big hands touched his shoulders.
“What are you do-... Mmm....” Junho moaned.
Chansung smiled, shaking his head as he pushed his thumbs into the smaller boy's back. He worked out the knots and gained small moans from Junho, which made him shift a few times. The older boy was biting his lip and had his eyes closed as Chansung worked him over. He felt his strained muscles relax against the tall boy's hands.
Junho moved his head from side to side before leaning back against the younger boy.
“W-what are you...” Chansung asked, his hands in the air.
The small boy cuddled against his chest, closing his eyes. “Hush... I'm sleepy.”
Chansung sighed, dropping his hands softly on Junho. “How do you expect to do this job every day?”
“I'll get used to it.” Junho mumbled before falling asleep.
“Does he have to sleep like this?” Chansung asked himself, looking down at the small boy. Junho moved up and down slowly as he breathed.
Junho reminded Chansung of a child, sleeping so peacefully. He couldn't help it as he reached out, lightly stroking the younger boy's cheek. Junho shifted, rolling to sleep against him. Chansung sighed, flopping against the couch. It was useless to try to move now.
The small boy groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“Are you awake now?”
He blinked, looking at Chansung through sleepy eyes. Junho looked down, his fingers poking the tall boy's chest. “Did I sleep on you?”
“You did.”
Junho got up, stumbling. “Sorry.”
“It's fine...”
“What time is it?” The older boy asked, not paying attention to where he was going and bumping into the wall.
“It's after 6pm.”
“What?!” Junho shouted, holding onto the wall. “And you let me sleep?!”
“Why would I wake you? You looked so peaceful.”
The small boy sighed as he rubbed his eyes once more before heading into the kitchen. Chansung got up from the couch following a trail of clothes into the room. He blinked as his eyes followed the rest of the way and they stopped at Junho, who was preparing a sandwich in his boxers.
“Um...”
“What?” The small boy asked, still working.
“Why did you strip?”
“Because I'm done work and I don't need to wear those clothes.”
“So you just strip in the middle of the apartment?”
“I always do.” Junho yawned. “Well, used to before you showed up.” He pushed passed the tall boy with his stomach in his mouth and a drink in his hand. “Make anything you want.” He mumbled over his food.
Chansung blinked, his eyes following the plump rear as it moved to the living room and plopped down on the couch. He shook his head, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a banana. He sat next to Junho on the couch, eying the small boy.
Junho squatted on the cushion, eating his sandwich. He chewed slowly before looking over at the tall boy. “What is it?”
“Nothing...” Chansung went back to eating his banana.
“Is that all you eat at home too? It's all I see you eat.”
“We had that take-out once...”
“Mm, right but... All you eat now is bananas. You're going to turn into one.”
Chansung choked over his fruit and Junho turned his head to laugh.
“I will not turn into a banana.”
“You will. You'll start turning yellow... And long...Oh my god!” Junho dramatically covered his mouth, causing the tall boy to look at him. “You already are!”
Chansung slapped the small boy on the leg as he started to laugh.
“I wouldn't eat you though. You'd probably taste gross.” Junho smirked, sticking his sandwich in his mouth.
“How would you know how I taste? You've never eaten me.”
“Of course not, I'm not a cannibal.”
“There are other ways.” Chansung coughed.
The small boy raised a brow. “Like?”
“Never mind.”
“No, tell me.”
“No.”
Junho crawled over to Chansung. “Tell me.”
“No.”
“Why? Is it a secret?”
The tall boy laughed. “No.”
“Then tell me...”
“Never mind... It was a joke, forget it.”
“And I didn't get it.”
Chansung sighed. “It's not that big of a deal... Don't make a fuss about it.”
Junho swiped the banana from the tall boy.
“Hey!”
“You're right, it's not a big deal.” The older boy said, bringing the fruit to his mouth.
“Give me that back.”
“Tell me what you meant.”
Chansung narrowed his eyes, sighing and slumping his shoulders as Junho took a small bite. “I meant...” He bit his lip. “Through my...”
Junho peeled more of the banana, not listening.
“Yaaaah...” The younger boy whined.
“What?”
“Stop eating my banana.”
“Then tell me.”
“My cum.”
Junho dropped the banana.
“Yah!” Chansung shouted, diving to the floor to try to save the fruit.
The smaller boy sat frozen for a moment, trying to remember what their conversation was even about. “I'm going to take a shower then go to bed.”
“Okay...” Chansung watched Junho leave the couch rather stiffly. He frowned, looking at the wasted banana.
Junho got out of the shower, rubbing the towel against his hair. He had another one wrapped around his hips as he stepped out of the bathroom. He looked around the room, checking the door. It was unlocked and Chansung was no where to be found. “Hm, must've went home.”
He put the chain on the door and turned off the lights. He draped his towel over his neck as he walked into his bedroom. He hopped onto his bed, jumping as it groaned. His eyes widened as he stared down the tall boy. He had landed perfectly on top of Chansung. “Have a good sho-...wer...”
Chansung blinked. “Are you trying to come on to me? You're dripping wet all over me... And naked.”
“What are you doing in my bed?”
“I thought I was allowed to sleep here.”
Junho sat on the tall boy's hips. “I thought you left.”
“No.”
The small boy's lips twitched. “Why didn't you lock the door then? Were you expecting company?”
“Sorry... I don't live here so... I'm not used to it.” Chansung watched Junho started to dry his hair with his towel, bouncing slightly in his lap.
“Well you stay enough, you think you could learn?”
“I suppose...” The younger boy's eyes left Junho's as they moved lower to the chest that was exposed to him. The smaller boy was perfectly straddling his hips and he didn't even notice.
Chansung swallowed as he peeked at the towel that was barely covering the small boy's hips. Who wears a towel that small? He heard Junho sigh, catching his attention.
“So you're staying another night?”
“Mm... Is that okay?”
Junho chuckled. “Like I'm kicking you out now... That'd be rude.”
“So? Like you aren't sometimes.”
The older boy narrowed his eyes. “When am I rude to you?”
“You fell asleep on me for one.”
“You could've moved.”
“You're pushing me to buy you $800 pants!”
“I haven't reminded you in a while.”
Junho was cornering the younger boy as he smirked.
“Well what about that time..”
“You lose... I was never rude to you.”
“Oh, I'm sure there was a time...”
“But nothing is coming to you right?” Junho chuckled.
“Shut up... And stop dripping on me.”
The older boy shook his head, spraying water droplets everywhere.
“Yah!” Chansung put his hands up in defense but it was useless against the water. Junho was laughing at him as he got water all over him.
He grabbed the smaller boy's shoulders, flipping them so that he was on top and between Junho's legs. The older boy bit his lip but it didn't stop the smirk from spreading on his lips.
“You got water all over me.” Chansung complained.
“I know.” Junho laughed. “I did it on purpose. Think of it as a favour because I know you didn't wash your face.”
“Maybe I did. Maybe I came into the bathroom while you were showering.”
“I have a clear doors. I would've seen you.”
“You had your back to me.”
Junho blinked, thinking for a moment. This possibility was true. “You walked in on me as I was having a shower?”
The smirk moved to Chansung's lips. “I did, why? Are you shocked?”
“N-not really.”
“No?” The younger boy raised a boy. Junho shuffled, his bare thigh rubbing against Chansung's leg. “I did see you... In all your glory.”
The small boy blushed, slightly glaring at Chansung. “Yeah? Did you like it? Why didn't you join me?”
“W-what? I wasn't dirty.”
“You don't have to join me because you're dirty.” Junho said, biting his lip. He lightly stroked the tall boy's cheek.
Chansung felt his heart race as he looked into the smaller boy's face. Junho outlined the younger boy's lips, shuttering. He was so vulnerable at this moment and Chansung knew it. He was going to use it to his advantage to try to seduce the younger boy. He really needed those pants and kind of regretted making the bet, he knew he could never seduce Chansung. They were both straight males but he didn't mind touching the tall boy. Maybe it was by Taecyeon's influence.
He didn't notice he had been staring at Chansung absent-mindlessly while stroking his cheek with his thumb.
“J-Junho...”
The small boy shivered, his eyes growing a little wide. Chansung grabbed his wrist, sliding it down his body and resting it over his crotch.
“W-what are you doing?!” Junho asked, his eyes wide now.
“Touch it.”
“Why?!”
“Just do it.”
“No!” The small boy tried to pull his hand away but Chansung had more strength and kept it there. He held his breath as the tall boy leaned over, his lips tickling his ear.
“Are you sure you don't want to?” He asked, his other hand stroking his thigh and tickling his skin with light touches.
Junho shivered, pulling his towel down. “W-why are you touching me?” He felt Chansung smirk as he forced his hand to stroke the front of his pants. Junho closed his eyes tight.
He gasped when the tall boy slipped his fingers under his towel, ticking his abdomen.
“Junho...”
The older boy bit his lip.
“Junho open your eyes.”
Junho slowly opened his eyes and Chansung was staring at him smiling. “W-what are you smiling at?” He tense when the tall boy laid against him.
“I think I have a better idea.”
“W-what?!”
“How about...” Chansung said, stroking Junho's jawline. “If I can seduce you first, I don't have to pay for your pants.”
“What?! It doesn't work that way!”
“Why not? It's fair. It's no fun for me this way but if I had to try to seduce you too, it would be more interesting.”
“More interesting than easily paying $800?”
“Junho... Are you easily seduced?”
“No! Fine, you're on!”
Chansung smirked. “Great! Now where were we?”
“You were about to roll off me so I could go to sleep.”
“You were okay with what we were doing a minute ago... Or did you think I was serious?”
“Shut up and get off me.”
“Aw, don't be like that... I didn't mean to tease you Junnie baby.” Chansung reached down, squeezing Junho between the legs jokingly but the small boy bit back a moan.
The younger boy's eyes widened, looking at the blushing Junho. “Did you... Oh wow...”
“S-shut up...It's your fault.”
“I know...”
Junho glanced at the tall boy.
“Were you doing it in the shower? Was that why you took so long?”
“It's none of your business... Get off me.”
“I feel bad now Junho...”
“Feel bad all you want... I have to get rid of it.”
“No... Wait.”
Junho sighed angrily. “What?”
“Let me do it.”
“What?!”
“I did this last time too... Right?”
“Yeah, so? I did it myself then too.”
“W-well... Let's call it even after this.”
“Call what even?”
“My horrible bed habits.”
“Do you plan on doing it again..?” Junho narrowed his eyes.
“No! I don't plan on it....”
The older boy sighed. “F-fine... But after this... The bet starts... No touching me in your sleep or... You'll get punishment... Like you have to buy dinner or something.”
Chansung swallowed, not really sure if he could actually control himself in his sleep. “Okay.”
Junho glared before turning his head.
“I-I guess I'll start now.”
“D-don't announce it idiot.”
Chansung held his breath as he slid his hand between them, wrapping his fingers around the smaller boy's length. Junho's fingers tightened around the sheets as he tensed. The younger boy tried to think of it as his own as he started to pump, cringing as he felt pre-cum touch his hand.
Junho started to gasp under him, digging his teeth into his lip. His eyes were closed with his head turned away. Chansung kind of liked the way the smaller boy would slightly arch off the bed and thrust into his hand. Junho's soft moans filled his ears as he stroked faster. The older boy suddenly grabbed his wrist, bucking his hips forward as he came, surprising Chansung by calling his name.
The small boy panted, pulling the towel off his hips and wiping his stomach. He was about to take Chansung's hand to clean it off when the younger boy suddenly bolted from the bed. Junho blinked, finishing off his stomach and getting off the bed to put pajama pants on. He wondered a moment before shrugging and crawling into bed.
About 15 minutes later, Chansung slid into bed next to him, keeping his back to the smaller boy. Junho couldn't help but let a smirk creep onto his lips. It was going to be an interesting couple weeks.
Genre: Comedy/Romance(possibly)
Rating: R
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Lee Junho's life is anything but perfect. His girlfriend has just left him, his boss is threatening to fire him(while performing sexual harassment with his eyes) and now some kid (well not a kid) has just put a hole in his $800 pants! Junho knows this kid is going to be nothing but trouble in his life but will he let him stay by his side? Of course he will, because this boy owes him a new pair of pants.
Author's Notes: I'm trying another ChanHo fic, I have no idea how it is going to turn out or even how the end is... But please enjoy anyways!! I swear I've got too many fics going at once... This one isn't even on the list... DEDICATING THIS FIC TO kanashimi_desu BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, Not in Love wouldn't have been so popular ;P
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho sat stiffly at his desk for the first day. He was too tense to move whenever he heard a noise from Doojoon's office. The boss had only called on him a couple times that day; he seemed to be settling in quite well. Although, there were a good handful of people running in and out of the office. He felt useless as he sat his desk.
By the end of the day Junho was slouched against his desk, a pile of drool gathering at his elbow as he slept.
“Heh heh heh if only they could see you now.” Junsu chuckled before slamming his pile of papers onto the desk.
Junho jumped, slapping his hand in the pile of drool and cringing.
“Morning sunshine! Have we bored you today?”
The small boy glared at Junsu. “What do you want?” Junho asked, wiping his hand on his pants.
“I was told to bring these to you.”
“What are they?”
“Files.” Junsu smirked. “For you to organize.... Hey man...” He waved his hands in front of Junho's face. “Your eyes disappeared.”
Junho got up, about to grab the older boy by the collar when Doojoon stepped out of his office “Oh Junho, you're awake.”
The small boy's eyes widened.
“Could you please organize these? After that you can go home.” The boss smiled then looked at Junsu, raising a brow.
“Gotcha...” Junsu bowed, saluting and walking away.
“I-I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to fall asleep.”
“It's alright.” Doojoon smiled. “I haven't kept you busy, it's my fault. But it's not so bad right?”
Junho slowly shook his head, not sure what Doojoon would be doing to keep him busy. His boss poked his nose before looking him over and returning to his office. “Oh Junho!” He came back out just as the small boy was about to take a seat.
He stood in front of Junho, wiping the corner of his mouth. “You had a little something...”
Junho blushed, wiping his own mouth. Doojoon lightly tapped his cheek before disappearing into his office. The small boy waited a moment before sitting in his chair. He eyed the stack of files, sighing. At least it was something to do.
He had to drag his ass out of the building; his body too stiff. He fell limply against Chansung as he finally made it down the cement stairs.
“You okay?” The tall boy asked, patting Junho on the back.
“Mm... Just get me home.”
“Do you want me to get a taxi?”
Junho chuckled, shaking his head. “No...” He pushed away from the tall boy, wobbling away.
Chansung sighed, stopping the smaller boy and pulling off his backpack. “Get on my back.”
“What?!” Junho stared at him with wide eyes, looking around.
“Get on my back... You're obviously too tired to walk... Forget about your pride for a minute.”
“It's a 15 minute walk...”
The tall boy narrowed his eyes.
“Fine...” Junho sighed.
“Put this on.” Chansung said, handing the smaller boy his backpack. “Don't look at me like that, I'm doing you a favour.”
Junho rolled his eyes, taking the bag and Chansung knelt down. He looked around before slumping against the tall boy's back. Chansung hoisted him off the ground and Junho yelped, not used to be that high. He wrapped his arms around the tall boy's neck. “I hope no one sees me.” He muttered into Chansung's shoulder and the younger boy chuckled.
“Oof...” Junho groaned as he slid from Chansung's back and onto the couch.
The tall boy shook his head. “What exactly did the boss have you doing all day?”
Junho pressed his lip in a tight line. “Sitting at a desk organizing files over and over. I wasn't able to move.”
“Sit up.”
The small looked up at Chansung, blinking.
“Come on do it.”
Junho groaned as he pushed away from the couch and the younger boy climbed behind him. The small boy sat patiently, tapping his fingers against his legs until big hands touched his shoulders.
“What are you do-... Mmm....” Junho moaned.
Chansung smiled, shaking his head as he pushed his thumbs into the smaller boy's back. He worked out the knots and gained small moans from Junho, which made him shift a few times. The older boy was biting his lip and had his eyes closed as Chansung worked him over. He felt his strained muscles relax against the tall boy's hands.
Junho moved his head from side to side before leaning back against the younger boy.
“W-what are you...” Chansung asked, his hands in the air.
The small boy cuddled against his chest, closing his eyes. “Hush... I'm sleepy.”
Chansung sighed, dropping his hands softly on Junho. “How do you expect to do this job every day?”
“I'll get used to it.” Junho mumbled before falling asleep.
“Does he have to sleep like this?” Chansung asked himself, looking down at the small boy. Junho moved up and down slowly as he breathed.
Junho reminded Chansung of a child, sleeping so peacefully. He couldn't help it as he reached out, lightly stroking the younger boy's cheek. Junho shifted, rolling to sleep against him. Chansung sighed, flopping against the couch. It was useless to try to move now.
The small boy groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“Are you awake now?”
He blinked, looking at Chansung through sleepy eyes. Junho looked down, his fingers poking the tall boy's chest. “Did I sleep on you?”
“You did.”
Junho got up, stumbling. “Sorry.”
“It's fine...”
“What time is it?” The older boy asked, not paying attention to where he was going and bumping into the wall.
“It's after 6pm.”
“What?!” Junho shouted, holding onto the wall. “And you let me sleep?!”
“Why would I wake you? You looked so peaceful.”
The small boy sighed as he rubbed his eyes once more before heading into the kitchen. Chansung got up from the couch following a trail of clothes into the room. He blinked as his eyes followed the rest of the way and they stopped at Junho, who was preparing a sandwich in his boxers.
“Um...”
“What?” The small boy asked, still working.
“Why did you strip?”
“Because I'm done work and I don't need to wear those clothes.”
“So you just strip in the middle of the apartment?”
“I always do.” Junho yawned. “Well, used to before you showed up.” He pushed passed the tall boy with his stomach in his mouth and a drink in his hand. “Make anything you want.” He mumbled over his food.
Chansung blinked, his eyes following the plump rear as it moved to the living room and plopped down on the couch. He shook his head, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a banana. He sat next to Junho on the couch, eying the small boy.
Junho squatted on the cushion, eating his sandwich. He chewed slowly before looking over at the tall boy. “What is it?”
“Nothing...” Chansung went back to eating his banana.
“Is that all you eat at home too? It's all I see you eat.”
“We had that take-out once...”
“Mm, right but... All you eat now is bananas. You're going to turn into one.”
Chansung choked over his fruit and Junho turned his head to laugh.
“I will not turn into a banana.”
“You will. You'll start turning yellow... And long...Oh my god!” Junho dramatically covered his mouth, causing the tall boy to look at him. “You already are!”
Chansung slapped the small boy on the leg as he started to laugh.
“I wouldn't eat you though. You'd probably taste gross.” Junho smirked, sticking his sandwich in his mouth.
“How would you know how I taste? You've never eaten me.”
“Of course not, I'm not a cannibal.”
“There are other ways.” Chansung coughed.
The small boy raised a brow. “Like?”
“Never mind.”
“No, tell me.”
“No.”
Junho crawled over to Chansung. “Tell me.”
“No.”
“Why? Is it a secret?”
The tall boy laughed. “No.”
“Then tell me...”
“Never mind... It was a joke, forget it.”
“And I didn't get it.”
Chansung sighed. “It's not that big of a deal... Don't make a fuss about it.”
Junho swiped the banana from the tall boy.
“Hey!”
“You're right, it's not a big deal.” The older boy said, bringing the fruit to his mouth.
“Give me that back.”
“Tell me what you meant.”
Chansung narrowed his eyes, sighing and slumping his shoulders as Junho took a small bite. “I meant...” He bit his lip. “Through my...”
Junho peeled more of the banana, not listening.
“Yaaaah...” The younger boy whined.
“What?”
“Stop eating my banana.”
“Then tell me.”
“My cum.”
Junho dropped the banana.
“Yah!” Chansung shouted, diving to the floor to try to save the fruit.
The smaller boy sat frozen for a moment, trying to remember what their conversation was even about. “I'm going to take a shower then go to bed.”
“Okay...” Chansung watched Junho leave the couch rather stiffly. He frowned, looking at the wasted banana.
Junho got out of the shower, rubbing the towel against his hair. He had another one wrapped around his hips as he stepped out of the bathroom. He looked around the room, checking the door. It was unlocked and Chansung was no where to be found. “Hm, must've went home.”
He put the chain on the door and turned off the lights. He draped his towel over his neck as he walked into his bedroom. He hopped onto his bed, jumping as it groaned. His eyes widened as he stared down the tall boy. He had landed perfectly on top of Chansung. “Have a good sho-...wer...”
Chansung blinked. “Are you trying to come on to me? You're dripping wet all over me... And naked.”
“What are you doing in my bed?”
“I thought I was allowed to sleep here.”
Junho sat on the tall boy's hips. “I thought you left.”
“No.”
The small boy's lips twitched. “Why didn't you lock the door then? Were you expecting company?”
“Sorry... I don't live here so... I'm not used to it.” Chansung watched Junho started to dry his hair with his towel, bouncing slightly in his lap.
“Well you stay enough, you think you could learn?”
“I suppose...” The younger boy's eyes left Junho's as they moved lower to the chest that was exposed to him. The smaller boy was perfectly straddling his hips and he didn't even notice.
Chansung swallowed as he peeked at the towel that was barely covering the small boy's hips. Who wears a towel that small? He heard Junho sigh, catching his attention.
“So you're staying another night?”
“Mm... Is that okay?”
Junho chuckled. “Like I'm kicking you out now... That'd be rude.”
“So? Like you aren't sometimes.”
The older boy narrowed his eyes. “When am I rude to you?”
“You fell asleep on me for one.”
“You could've moved.”
“You're pushing me to buy you $800 pants!”
“I haven't reminded you in a while.”
Junho was cornering the younger boy as he smirked.
“Well what about that time..”
“You lose... I was never rude to you.”
“Oh, I'm sure there was a time...”
“But nothing is coming to you right?” Junho chuckled.
“Shut up... And stop dripping on me.”
The older boy shook his head, spraying water droplets everywhere.
“Yah!” Chansung put his hands up in defense but it was useless against the water. Junho was laughing at him as he got water all over him.
He grabbed the smaller boy's shoulders, flipping them so that he was on top and between Junho's legs. The older boy bit his lip but it didn't stop the smirk from spreading on his lips.
“You got water all over me.” Chansung complained.
“I know.” Junho laughed. “I did it on purpose. Think of it as a favour because I know you didn't wash your face.”
“Maybe I did. Maybe I came into the bathroom while you were showering.”
“I have a clear doors. I would've seen you.”
“You had your back to me.”
Junho blinked, thinking for a moment. This possibility was true. “You walked in on me as I was having a shower?”
The smirk moved to Chansung's lips. “I did, why? Are you shocked?”
“N-not really.”
“No?” The younger boy raised a boy. Junho shuffled, his bare thigh rubbing against Chansung's leg. “I did see you... In all your glory.”
The small boy blushed, slightly glaring at Chansung. “Yeah? Did you like it? Why didn't you join me?”
“W-what? I wasn't dirty.”
“You don't have to join me because you're dirty.” Junho said, biting his lip. He lightly stroked the tall boy's cheek.
Chansung felt his heart race as he looked into the smaller boy's face. Junho outlined the younger boy's lips, shuttering. He was so vulnerable at this moment and Chansung knew it. He was going to use it to his advantage to try to seduce the younger boy. He really needed those pants and kind of regretted making the bet, he knew he could never seduce Chansung. They were both straight males but he didn't mind touching the tall boy. Maybe it was by Taecyeon's influence.
He didn't notice he had been staring at Chansung absent-mindlessly while stroking his cheek with his thumb.
“J-Junho...”
The small boy shivered, his eyes growing a little wide. Chansung grabbed his wrist, sliding it down his body and resting it over his crotch.
“W-what are you doing?!” Junho asked, his eyes wide now.
“Touch it.”
“Why?!”
“Just do it.”
“No!” The small boy tried to pull his hand away but Chansung had more strength and kept it there. He held his breath as the tall boy leaned over, his lips tickling his ear.
“Are you sure you don't want to?” He asked, his other hand stroking his thigh and tickling his skin with light touches.
Junho shivered, pulling his towel down. “W-why are you touching me?” He felt Chansung smirk as he forced his hand to stroke the front of his pants. Junho closed his eyes tight.
He gasped when the tall boy slipped his fingers under his towel, ticking his abdomen.
“Junho...”
The older boy bit his lip.
“Junho open your eyes.”
Junho slowly opened his eyes and Chansung was staring at him smiling. “W-what are you smiling at?” He tense when the tall boy laid against him.
“I think I have a better idea.”
“W-what?!”
“How about...” Chansung said, stroking Junho's jawline. “If I can seduce you first, I don't have to pay for your pants.”
“What?! It doesn't work that way!”
“Why not? It's fair. It's no fun for me this way but if I had to try to seduce you too, it would be more interesting.”
“More interesting than easily paying $800?”
“Junho... Are you easily seduced?”
“No! Fine, you're on!”
Chansung smirked. “Great! Now where were we?”
“You were about to roll off me so I could go to sleep.”
“You were okay with what we were doing a minute ago... Or did you think I was serious?”
“Shut up and get off me.”
“Aw, don't be like that... I didn't mean to tease you Junnie baby.” Chansung reached down, squeezing Junho between the legs jokingly but the small boy bit back a moan.
The younger boy's eyes widened, looking at the blushing Junho. “Did you... Oh wow...”
“S-shut up...It's your fault.”
“I know...”
Junho glanced at the tall boy.
“Were you doing it in the shower? Was that why you took so long?”
“It's none of your business... Get off me.”
“I feel bad now Junho...”
“Feel bad all you want... I have to get rid of it.”
“No... Wait.”
Junho sighed angrily. “What?”
“Let me do it.”
“What?!”
“I did this last time too... Right?”
“Yeah, so? I did it myself then too.”
“W-well... Let's call it even after this.”
“Call what even?”
“My horrible bed habits.”
“Do you plan on doing it again..?” Junho narrowed his eyes.
“No! I don't plan on it....”
The older boy sighed. “F-fine... But after this... The bet starts... No touching me in your sleep or... You'll get punishment... Like you have to buy dinner or something.”
Chansung swallowed, not really sure if he could actually control himself in his sleep. “Okay.”
Junho glared before turning his head.
“I-I guess I'll start now.”
“D-don't announce it idiot.”
Chansung held his breath as he slid his hand between them, wrapping his fingers around the smaller boy's length. Junho's fingers tightened around the sheets as he tensed. The younger boy tried to think of it as his own as he started to pump, cringing as he felt pre-cum touch his hand.
Junho started to gasp under him, digging his teeth into his lip. His eyes were closed with his head turned away. Chansung kind of liked the way the smaller boy would slightly arch off the bed and thrust into his hand. Junho's soft moans filled his ears as he stroked faster. The older boy suddenly grabbed his wrist, bucking his hips forward as he came, surprising Chansung by calling his name.
The small boy panted, pulling the towel off his hips and wiping his stomach. He was about to take Chansung's hand to clean it off when the younger boy suddenly bolted from the bed. Junho blinked, finishing off his stomach and getting off the bed to put pajama pants on. He wondered a moment before shrugging and crawling into bed.
About 15 minutes later, Chansung slid into bed next to him, keeping his back to the smaller boy. Junho couldn't help but let a smirk creep onto his lips. It was going to be an interesting couple weeks.