lion's den for rokeby (2/2)
PART ONE
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Sanghyuk can't remember how many cups of wine he's had. He was drinking to drown the nerves, but somewhere along the way the bittersweet taste numbed his senses and he no longer took count on how much cups he had ordered. And although Taekwoon seems to be following him just as fast, he hardly seems very affected by the amount of alcohol he's induced.
"I don't know what is," Sanghyuk half whines, half hiccups. "They just don't like me."
Taekwoon takes a deep breath, his eyes circling the edge of his cup. "Hm?"
"The animals, they don't like me. Whether they're stray or not!" Sanghyuk whimpers into his wine, only to swallow his complaints back with the red liquid. "Like...for instance, this one dog I've been caring for since he was a puppy, still won't let me hold him but he cuddles up to the professor, easy peasy."
Taekwoon slowly leans forward to look at Sanghhyuk, his chin settles neatly into his palm. And Sanghyuk leans forward too, only with less elegance and more of a wobble, "How do you do it?"
Taekwoon tilts his head slightly to the side, "Hm?"
"You're so good with animals, and small things, like they instantly just love you despite how scary you can look- ah, no, I didn't mean that." Sanghyuk hiccups, his words morphing together into this one long mumble.
Taekwoon scoffs, "So you do find me scary?"
"No, no!" Sanghyuk firmly denies. "Maybe a little...in high school! High school...you always seemed so far away and cold. It was always so hard to approach you." Sanghyuk pouts, his cheeks so bright and pink, Taekwoon thinks about biting on his skin.
"You wanted to approach me?" Taekwoon asks, his face stone hard, despite the little flutter in his stomach.
Sanghyuk shakes his head, "No...maybe, yes," He sighs and drops his head on the table, and then turns his face to look at Taekwoon with a huge goofy smile. "But you're really nice, and you smile- not at me, but you smile more than I'd ever seen in the past three years in high school."
Taekwoon hasn't noticed it, usually if he ever does smile in front of others they'd make a spectacle about it but nothing has radically changed since high school, so Taekwoon thinks the comfortable feeling Sanghyuk emits may have something to do with it all. He probably won't tell him that though, the thought was embarrassing enough as it is
"Waiter, another cup," Taekwoon says in a soft voice, the waiter doesn't actually hear him but they've ordered enough cups of wine, that the staff just instantly know when to pour another.
"Haven't we had enough?" Sanghyuk hiccups, his sight now blurring.
"Have we?" Taekwoon hums and chugs down the entirety of his cup. Sanghyuk stares intensely as Taekwoon licks his lips and wavers ever so slightly.
"Are you drunk?" Sanghyuk giggles a little, and Taekwoon looks down at him with narrowed eyes.
"I'm fine," He mumbles quietly and puts down the cup slowly.
"You don't seem fine," Sanghyuk chuckles into his own cup.
"I said I'm fine," Taekwoon grumbles. He tries to stand up, but like a newly born deer, his legs give way and he slips onto his knees.
Sanghyuk jumps, "Woah are you okay?" He goes down to his knees too, holding Taekwoon up by his shoulders, his fingers still manage to buzz at the touch.
Taekwoon takes a deep breath and looks up, "I'm fine." He says sternly, and pushes himself to his feet.
"Do you need any help?" A waitress comes over to politely ask but Sanghyuk just shakes his head.
"No, it's fine, can you just put the bill on Lee Hyojung's tab please, I'm going to take him to his room," Sanghyuk says and goes to wrap Taekwoon's arm around his shoulder.
"I said I'm fine," Taekwoon insists despite the fact he was dragging his feet down the halls. Sanghyuk huffs and leans Taekwoon against the wall once they finally reach the elevator, he's only half sober by then so the buttons seem to duplicate every five seconds he stares it. He just bangs his fingers against both buttons and then slowly leans his forehead against the cold of the elevator doors.
Taekwoon makes a sound and Sanghyuk peeks from underneath his bangs to find Taekwoon sitting on the floor, his head between his knees. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I don't get drunk," Taekwoon insists, despite the fact he can't hold himself up even whilst sitting down it.
The elevator doors ding and Sanghyuk trips forward, not realising to lean back as they slid open. He stands there for a while, the small walls of the lift spinning around him before he finally turns back to drag Taekwoon. Sanghyuk presses on the 5th, then the 8th, then finally gets the 10th floor right and he watches the lift doors close slowly until he turns to Taekwoon who has his entire body weight leant against the wall.
"Taekwoon, you have your key, right?" Sanghyuk groans the question, still in his drunk mess, questioning how he even managed to get into this situation. He'd like to think it was fate, but coincidence makes it sound more realistic and less likely that this might all be a dream.
Taekwoon mumbles loudly and turns to lean his back against the door, facing Sanghyuk he looks up at him through strands of hair. "Sanghyuk, you know you've grown a lot." Taekwoon begins, licking his lips between every word. "You were so small, I always wondered what would happen back then if I fucked you, would you break?"
Sanghyuk freezes, but not before the goosebumps raise up his arms. There was a tone in Taekwoon's voice that pulls him to look at him, "W-what are you talking about?"
"Mmmm, it's still fuzzy, you're like this blurr I can't focus on," Taekwoon mumbles, pushing himself off the wall he stumbles a step closer to Taekwoon. "Sanghyuk, who were you watching back then?"
"What?"
"You didn't answer my question from before..." Taekwoon sighs, as if he's trying to catch his breath. "No, I'm too drunk, just let me-" The elevator door opens then, at the fifth floor, and the two of them look down the empty hall until the doors shut again.
Taekwoon takes another step closer just as Sanghyuk slides into the corner. His heart is racing, caught in his throat not allowing a single lie or excuse to squeeze through. He's pretty sure Taekwoon's already figured it out, and the embarrassment of it all was so excruciating he'd hoped Taekwoon would pass out already. But he is resilient, and he takes a deep breath before he corners Sanghyuk and places a hand beside his head.
"Sanghyuk..." Taekwoon bites his lip, an attempt in sobering himself up but the words still fumble out. "Were you watching me?"
Sanghyuk looks up then, Taekwoon staring down at him with slitted eyes and his heart does jumps that take him back to when he was sixteen, naive and obsessed with the idea of this cool, good looking senior who would probably never lay eyes on him. And yet here he was, leaning into Sanghyuk like a lion upon it's prey, and the only thought running through his head, is that he wants to be eaten.
The elevator door dings again, and Taekwoon looks over his shoulder to find no one waiting at the eighth floor, and when he turns back, he's closer to Sanghyuk than before. Taekwoon can't remember the last time he was with a guy, it'd been awhile, considering his social abilities. But he also knows he's never felt this sort of attraction to anyone before, maybe it was the alcohol that amplified it all, but he didn't really care as he leant in closer to Sanghyuk.
"I was watching you," Sanghyuk whispers the words and Taekwoon is so close he breathes them in, and suddenly there's nothing holding him back from kissing Sanghyuk.
They press their lips softly together at first, Sanghyuk shy and Taekwoon showing constraint as their lips brush against each other lightly. Their breaths are hot and filled with the bitterness of alcohol, but neither of them seem to care as Taekwoon caresses his tongue against the parting in Sanghyuk's lips and revels in the small whimpers he makes.
The last ding for the tenth floor goes off, and Taekwoon's cursing inwardly for how short it was. He's not willing to let go so he leans into Sanghyuk's ears, a kiss pressing into the base of his jaw and whispers, "Come to my room."
Sanghyuk can hardly let out words, he just nods and blindly follows Taekwoon.
Jaehwan isn't there, Taekwoon can tell from the locked door, and he's never been so thankful for his cheating ways until then. The urgency that runs through Taekwoon is unusual and unfamiliar, every time he's not looking at Sanghyuk, he's thinking of the way his cheeks burn and how his eyes shift when he's embarrassed or nervous. He groans under his breath when he repeatedly misses the slot to enter his card into the door, and it isn't till till Sanghyuk lays a hand on his shaking one does he finally get it in.
They enter the room slowly and quietly, nothing but a lamp simply lighting the room from the far corner. Taekwoon brushes a hand through his hair, and Sanghyuk watches his back with unblinking eyes. The atmosphere was tense, Sanghyuk wasn't entirely sure what was going on, what was going to happen.
Taekwoon drops his card eventually and phone onto the bed, unsure of what to do next. Usually it was men that came onto him, not vice versa, but Sanghyuk was so shy and full of uncertainty, Taekwoon took on this unnatural need to lead. He turns around eventually, peaking at Sanghyuk's lips, he bites his own in anticipation.
"Taekwoom, if you don't want to-" Sanghyuk begins but stops when he see's Taekwoon unbuttoning his top. If Sanghyuk's heart was racing before, now it was hammering as if it wanted to smash out from his rib cage. He swallows a hard gulp as Taekwoon reveals his chest, his eyes casting from his defined collars bones right down to where the v hits his belt.
"You too." Taekwoon demands, and Sanghyuk would oblige if his hands weren't shaking so much. The buttons on his shirt suddenly won't come undone, and he's cursing himself despite the fact Taekwoon is chuckling.
"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this." Sanghyuk mutters and brushes a hand through his hair frustratingly.
Taekwoon offers him a small smirk, "It's fine." He says as he leads Sanghyuk to the high counter beside the television. He lifts Sanghyuk from his waist and settles him upon it, Sanghyuk forming a pout on his face.
"I'm not a child," He mutters, his cheeks pink, and Taekwoon decides to give in and lean in to bite on them. "W-what are you doing?"
"You may have grown," Taekwoon says softly, going to unbutton Sanghyuk's top. "But you still seem small to me." He mumbles against Sanghyuk's neck as he goes to leave trails of kisses up his jaw. By the time he reaches his lips, his shirt is off, and Taekwoon's hands are gliding across his chest.
Sanghyuk feels both delirious and a little high, the feel of Taekwoon leaning against between his legs and the taste of his tongue makes Sanghyuk delude himself into think it's most likely all a dream. There was no way this was happening, after three years of brooding and one sided live, he'd managed to catch Taekwoon in such a short time span. At the same time he really thinks he should care less how about how he got here, and care more about the fact that he is here.
He kisses him back, finely, eyes closed in concentration and lips moving along with Taekwoon's. He can almost taste the smirk on his tongue. But his sudden wisp of confidence instantly drops when he hears Taekwoon rattle with his belt. "What are you doing?"
"Shhh," Taekwoon lulls into Sanghyuk's ears and all Sanghyuk can do is oblige and watch as Taekwoon shuffles the trousers off Sanghyuk and then gets on his knees. Sanghyuk shivers as Taekwoon takes a hold of his cock and begins to stroke it, it doesn't take long for Sanghyuk to get hard; his bottom half burning just from the touch of Taekwoon's fingers.
"So cute," Taekwoon says before taking his tongue and licking the tip of Sanghyuk's cock. It makes him twitch violently, it was a tease, one that had Sanghyuk huffing and rocking his hips for more. He closes his eyes, revelling in the hot breath that enveloped him before he felt Taekwoon's lips cover the head of his cock.
"T-Taekwoon," Sanghyuk whimpers, his knuckles turning white from their grip on the counter. Taekwoon notices them and goes to grab them, putting them on his shoulder.
"Don't worry," Taekwoon reassures him and then goes to swallow him as far as he can. The sensation of Taekwoon' mouth, hot and wet and sucking him in, makes Sanghyuk go blank for a moment. His nails digging into Taekwoon's back as he begins to bob up and down, stroking Sanghyuk with both his hands and his lip, and revelling in the way Sanghyuk shakes from underneath him.
Sanghyuk's biting his lips, a poor attempt in trying not to moan, so Taekwoon lifts a hand and slides two fingers into Sanghyuk's mouth, playing with his tongue and allowing Sanghyuk to release his voice. It isn't long till Sanghyuk has Taekwoon clutched by the hair and thrusting into his mouth more urgently, he's sucking and biting on Taekwoon's fingers, the feeling building up inside him. "I'm going to cum..." Sanghyuk cries, voice muffled but Taekwoon doesn't stop, he just goes faster, he tongue pressed against the tip of his cock until Sanghyuk cries and releases himself down Taekwoon's throat.
There's a moment where Sanghyuk is left shaking and Taekwoon is licking his lips, a thumb wiping the edge of his chin from the mixture of saliva and cum. "Thick..." Is all Taekwoon says as Sanghyuk whimpers to himself on the counter. He gets on his feet then to tower of Sanghyuk, who looks up at Taekwoon and see's moist, swollen lips and lust in his eyes. He wanted more.
Taekwoon leans over Sanghyuk, closer, wrapping his arms around him and lifts him up to settle him on the bed. "How did you lift me up like I was a feather?" Sanghyuk squeaks from below where Taekwoon leans over him. He doesn't respond, Taekwoon too focused on the erection aching beneath his trousers.
"Have you done it before?" Taekwoon asks, pressing his bulge against Sanghyuk's exposed ass. His body trembles at the feel, and he nods, he'd done it a couple of times. Taekwoon's eyebrows furrow a little at the thought but he quickly washes away the expression and leans over to the bedside drawer and opens the last one. Thankfully, Jaehwan came too prepared, there was a half dozen boxes of condoms, lube coming in three flavours and vibrating ring stuffed not very discreetly.
"You want banana, strawberry, or peach?" Taekwoon jokes, despite the fact he's already picking up the strawberry lube. Sanghyuk makes a noise from underneath him and lifts his hips.
"Hurry," He whispers seductively and Taekwoon is trying to catch his breath. He couldn't just rush it no matter how much he wanted to.
Thankfully though, Sanghyuk eased around Taekwoon's fingers easily, the third going a bit tight but he seemed too drunk to feel any pain if there was. Sanghyuk's hard again by the time Taekwoon's got a condom on and ready to enter him but he entertains Sanghyuk with his fingers anyway, curling them inwardly and thriving off the way Sanghyuk squirms.
"Taekwoon, put it in already," Sanghyuk moans from underneath his arms, both draped over his eyes. Taekwoon leans over and pushes his hands away, he slips his tongue into Sanghyuk's open mouth and kisses him feverishly as he goes to undo his belt. His hands are shaking as he let's out his erection, he's not looking as he places the tip of his cock at Sanghyuk's entrance, everything is so wet, and Taekwoon keeps slipping. He sighs frustratingly into Sanghyuk's mouth and leans back ever so slightly.
"Wait," Sanghyuk says lowly and goes to spread his legs wider, Taekwoon watches him as he reachs for Taekwoon's cock and brings down himself. "Push." He demands as he lifts his hips, and Taekwoon's staring dead down at Sanghyuk and breathing heavily as he enters him slowly.
The cool and stone-like image Taekwoon tries to keep falters as he slides deeper into Sanghyuk, "Fuck." He groans, the pleasure swallowing him slowly. "I want to move." Taekwoon demands, and barely waits for a nod from Sanghyuk before thrusting once, and twice, and three times, and he's got a feverish rhythm going, accompanied by the wet sound made from the space between them.
Sanghyuk was sucking him in, his legs wrapping around Taekwoon's waist in a silent cry for more. He wanted to be torn apart, and Taekwoon was more than willing to do that, expect there was only so much roughness Taekwoon could exhibit when Sanghyuk moaned in such a small voice and all Taekwoon can think of in his drunk state is how small, fragile Sanghyuk is. So innocent looking, the need to violate him was like a disease manifesting deep in his chest.
"T-Taekwoon, mmmm- I'm going to-," Sanghyuk cries, his hands reaching out to wrap around Taekwoon's neck, and the arousal is so strong, Taekwoon can barely breathe let alone respond, so he just slams into Sanghyuk harder, his cock rubbing hard into his insides. And he feels his own body shake, reading for release. He grips the headboard for support, and lifts Sanghyuk's hips higher, so he can angle himself and thrust in deeper. Sanghyuk crying out from beneath him, his toes curling in the air, and Taekwoon gets drunk all over again at the sound of Sanghyuk whimpering his name.
It's not until Sanghyuk goes to lick and nibble at Taekwoon's earlobe does he suddenly feel himself coming. "Shit...Sanghyuk," Taekwoon whispers into his ear, as his hips thrust on, riding out the pleasure and feeling Sanghyuk convulse underneath him, cumming on both their chest.
It didn't end there, their arousal thick throughout the night as if they were trying to make up for three years worth of waiting.
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Sanghyuk wakes up with dull ache going down the length of his back. The ache in his head however was not dull at all. He remembers wine, a lot of wine, and Taekwoon- and right now he see's an odd man staring at him from the bed across the room.
"Woah!" Sanghyuk flicks upwards, the covers slipping off him and revealing his naked body. The man whistles and Sanghyuk is quick to dive underneath the sheets again.
"What!? What is going on?" Sanghyuk gasps, his eyes bulging out of their sockets.
"Hi, I'm Jaehwan, and you're sleeping naked in my friends bed - well, isn't that a film opener." Jaehwan laughs.
"J-Jaehwan?" Sanghyuk repeats, wrapping the covers around his head and pinching it underneath his chin. He then remembers where he is, Taekwoon's room, Taekwoon's room, why was he in Taekwoon's room? In Taekwoon's bed? "This isn't what it looks like...I think."
Jaehwan snorts, "Sorry friend, it seems it looks exactly like that." Jaehwan then goes to indicate to Sanghyuk's body. And in turn Sanghyuk cautiously looks down at himself, peeking underneath the covers to find his body splotched with...bruises? No wait, those weren't bruises- last night comes hurtling at him all of sudden.
"Shit!" Sanghyuk curses and tries to get up off the bed, but the sheets tangle themselves up with him and he drops into a heap on the floor. Jaehwan stays where he is, laughing loudly, while Sanghyuk shrinks into a ball and almost cries to himself.
"What's going on?" Another voice enters and Sanghyuk peaks out from the whiteness he is trapped in and finds Taekwoon looking down at him with blinking eyes.
Fuck, is all Sanghyuk really thinks.
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The three of them end up having breakfast together. Jaehwan happily eating, Taekwoon casually taking a sip from his orange juice now and again, and Sanghyuk traumatically staring down at his eggs like they just stabbed him in the back.
Taekwoon had come back this morning with a spare change of clothes from Hyojung, another person he didn't really want to think about right now, she probably knew as well. Everything was a mess, everything muddled and tangled in Sanghyuk's head, and he can't pick up his fork or take a bite of his eggs without an image of Taekwoon...above...resurfacing in his mind.
He somehow ends up stabbing the yolk of an egg, making such a sound several people from the other tables turn to look. "S-sorry," Sanghyuk bows and curses at himself, staring down at his plate of traitors.
"You okay there, Sanghyuk?" Jaehwan grins from across the table and Sanghyuk reluctantly nods.
"If you're not hungry, you don't have to eat," Taekwoon says nonchalantly, and it's that calm voice that seems to rattle Sanghyuk more than anything else. Wasn't he too calm? Was it normal? Is he going to act like last night didn't happen? All the questions running around in Sanghyuk's head makes him feel sick.
"I'm just not very hungry," Sanghyuk mumbles, and leans back in his chair. Taekwoon leans over and places a palm to Sanghyuk's forehead.
"You don't have a fever at least, it may just be a hangover," Taekwoon says softly, and Sanghyuk nods to agree almost by instinct.
Jaehwan takes a large gulp of his water than and slams the cup on the table. "Okay, I'm going to go pack. It was nice meeting you Sanghyuk. See you in the room later Taekwoon?" Jaehwan declares quickly and leaves the restaurant at the speed of light.
That's why it takes a while for Sanghyuk to register Jaehwan's words. "You're leaving...today?" Sanghyuk demands a little too high, then he catches himself and cowers a little.
Taekwoon leans forward and nods, "We have to leave in three hours."
"Y-you're leaving...oh right, obviously," Sanghyuk goes back to sending death glares to the eggs on his plate, his eyebrow furrowed tightly together. Taekwoon takes a pointed finger from beneath the long sleeves of his t-shirt and presses at the crease to relax them.
"You said you'd let me pet the animals at your university right?" Taekwoon says all of a sudden, and Sanghyuk looks up, mildly shocked.
"What?"
"Was that an empty promise?" Taekwoon asks with a tilt of his head.
Sanghyuk fidgets on his seat, "No, no, of course not - you're welcome...any time. Seriously."
"You have my number right?" Taekwoon says and rises to his feet, and the fact Taekwoon is leaving right now makes Sanghyuk's heart sink all over again.
"R-right," Sanghyuk bites his lip and looks down.
Taekwoon looks down at his shoulders, and think he's changed, but he hasn't changed too much. Then he goes down to press a kiss to Sanghyuk's lips, which startles him as if he really thought last night was all a dream. Taekwoon chuckles a little before kissing him again, "See you in Seoul?"
Sanghyuk grins, wide, all teeth and canine teeth poking out and laughs like a weight has finally been lifted off his shoulders all of a sudden. "See you in Seoul."
I hope you like this! It's a little different to what I usually write, so I probably did it horribly. Sorry if it wasn't what you expected! But it was fun to write nonetheless. Thank you to my beta reader S.