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Ok, the furniture and an overeager Tao fumbling at his belt buckle when they close up the store after a busy workday. To be fair, Jongdae has pretty much been feeling him up the entire day- sliding a sly hand down his thigh behind the counters and watching him bend over to lift boxes and such.
He’s been winding Tao up all day, watching for a breaking point of some sort. And it’s more than just a rewarding feel to have normally sweet and patient Tao grab him by the waist and practically slam him into the nearest shelf the minute the store is empty.
Tao has talented hands, quickly working his pants down to slip inside his boxers and grip his member. Tao strokes him roughly and Jongdae has no shame in admitting that he’s hard and leaking already, grabbing at Tao’s chest and moaning. The shelf behind him presses uncomfortably into his back, but Tao is relentless, grinding up against him and stroking him into incoherency.
“I can’t breathe,” he hisses but it ends up muffled against Tao’s shirt, mixing in with the scent of sweat and aftershave. He tries again, this time mumbling against Tao’s shoulder, feeling light-headed with lust and the overwhelming sensation of Tao being so dominant and demanding.
The mumbling must have worked, because he’s vaguely aware of Tao backing off to give him air before picking him up. Still dazed, Jongdae finds himself laid flat on top a rickety fold up table in the ‘college dorm life’ section with Tao’s face settled between his legs.
Without waiting another beat, he swallows him down and Jongdae trembles, sliding his fingers through Tao’s dark hair.
“Oh god,” he moans when Tao does something with his tongue that sends all the right shivers up his spine, “where did you learn to-“
Tao makes a non-committal shrug, before leaning back down with a concentrated look on his face. He licks a wet stripe across Jongdae’s cock, letting it bob against his cheek to smear a small trail of pre-cum against it. Jongdae moans, tugging at his hair helplessly.
He looks down to see Tao with his lips wrapped in a perfect -o, flushed and concentrated. Biting down on his lips, Jongdae tries to rein in his moan, when he feels teeth graze across his cock and loses it. He bucks his hips, fucking into Tao’s mouth wildly. His other hand grabs onto Tao’s shoulder for balance as his hips lift off the table when Tao does it again.
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He feels Tao grip his shoulders to lay him flat on the table, rocking his clothed erection against his bare thigh. He murmurs something that Jongdae doesn’t quite catch in the ringing afterglow of his orgasm and then settles his whole weight on the table. He cranes his neck upward, letting out a short whine when Tao presses him back down, rolling his hips again with the action.
In the haziness of his mind, he sees Tao swallow before licking his lips to lean down to kiss him.
The table which had been patiently putting up with their foreplay and rambunctiousness chooses that exact moment to call it quits, collapsing under their combined weight.
Jongdae yelps, feeling himself fall and nearly cracking his head on the floor if not for Tao’s hand cupping the back of his neck protectively. His back isn’t nearly as lucky and the rest of his body feels bruised from cushioning Tao. He groans trying to push Tao off of him and making sure all of his limbs are still attached.
Gingerly he lifts his head up to see Tao laughing and Jongdae brings up a half-limp arm to wallop him upside the head.
“That hurt, dammit,” he groans and Tao apologetically offers him a hand up, gently cradling his waist to bring Jongdae back upright. His legs are still wobbly and the pain in his back isn’t going away, but the way Tao smiles at him mischievously before looking up at the bunkbed section of the store makes it all strangely bearable.
“No way,” he says shaking his head, “it’ll stain.”
Tao actually pouts, jutting his lips out in a ridiculous way, but keeps pulling Jongdae towards the section anyways.
“I can’t believe you,” he hisses, but is keenly aware that the action between them is now less dragging and more leading, “kids come over here to play.”
Tao rolls his eyes, “I’m not asking you to fuck on the swingset, come on.”
“Fine,” he huffs, eyeing the straining bulge in Tao’s jeans, “we’ll be quick.”
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