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tl;dr rules
1. prompt anonymously
2. use subject line to indicate group and pairing (pls do not use pairing names) and comment to indicate prompt/s
3. use trigger warnings
4. link to images/videos. label if nsfw.
5. do not repost prompts
They were alone, laid out in the closet room because they were both sick, and the fan wasn’t working at full speed - no one knew why, but Hongbin suspected Hyuk.
Hongbin panted into Ravi’s neck, his breath coming out short and shallow, nose buried into sweaty skin. The heat in the room heavy even with the window cracked open, street noises from below traveling up into their apartment. It was so hot, and when Ravi dragged his hand across the bulge in Hongbin’s loose boxers, Hongbin almost bit his tongue in shock.
There was words unsaid spilling out of his mouth as tiny whimpers, dribbling down his chin as unintelligible babble. He scratched his nails down the side of Ravi’s leg and swatted lazily at Ravi’s hands trying to scrape down his own skin. Laughing, Hongbin let Ravi push him down on his bedding, all sticky skin and sweaty t-shirts.
“When did you paint your nails?” Ravi asked, voice nasally from his summer cold. He was pulling back the waistband of his underwear and easing it down his hips bit by bit. Tease.
Hongbin rolled over onto his knees, eager to put his hands on what was peeking out the tip of Ravi’s waistband. “Last night, do you like it?” He had painted his nails black while watching a television show on an iPad when Ravi had been passed out in his bedroom after taking his cold medicine, his snoring more subdued than normal.
“It’s sexy.”
“You want to see what they look like on your dick?” Hongbin said as he ran them up and down what was still covered by clothing. He smiled widely and circled his thumb around the head of Ravi’s cock that was sticking out. It’s tip flushed and bold against the grey colored underwear.
Ravi’s eyelids fluttered for a second, “Dimples…your dimples.”
“That’s a yes then.” Hongbin wrinkled his nose, lips curling back into a smile that he couldn’t hope to control. His smile was contagious, infecting Ravi who grinned and pulled his underwear down completely.
Hongbin took that as a go ahead to wrap his hand around Ravi’s cock, the other holding onto Ravi’s hip, fingers dipping into the soft flesh of Ravi’s ass. Ravi seemed to enjoy it, encouraging him to stoke his hand up and down in a certain manner, thighs trembling under his hands.
Even Hongbin had to admit that it was hot - sexy in a new way - watching his painted nails and fingers encircle Ravi’s dick. He could feel the urgency flowing through Ravi by the way he pulled his t-shirt back with one hand and dug a hand into his hair with the other, pulling up at the roots. However, he was concentrating on the way his hands were moving and was caught off guard.
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He swallowed, his Adam’s apple moving against Ravi’s thumb, skin drawn taunt by the grip. Hongbin switched up his hand position, rubbing the head in his palm - it drove Ravi crazy - and twisting his hand in a different direction.
“You’re so good at this,” - Ravi’s thumb stroked Hongbin’s neck - “you’re so sexy.”
Hongbin’s neck was tingling where Ravi was touching him. “Are you going to help me out?” His own dick hard and waiting to be touched, dampening his boxers.
Ravi hummed and moved in closer, his hips so close to Hongbin’s face he was practically breathing on his cock. “Open your mouth first.”
“Bitch,” Hongbin said under his breath, but dropped his jaw open and let Ravi thrust inside, just past his lips and onto his tongue. He knew Ravi was just playing rough, he was a big softy, and if Hongbin played his cards right he could get a blow job out of this. They both couldn’t get any sicker if they were suffering from the same cold anyway.
So, he made it wet, letting drool escape his lips and wrapping his tongue around the tip. His hand working on what wasn’t in his mouth. It wasn’t long before the little noises seeping out of Ravi made him anticipate what was to come, judging by the way both of Ravi’s hands dug into his shoulders.
“I’m -” Ravi choked out, sound thick and blocked with his cold. He jerked his hips away from Hongbin, cock slipping out of his lips, and Hongbin pumped his hand one last time before he felt the familiar - too familiar - splash falling across his face. It hit his cheek, nose and lips in several long streaks.
Hongbin let go of Ravi’s cock and fell back on his heels, “How were they?” He was referring to his fingernails, lifting his hand up wipe off his face.
He wasn’t expecting Ravi to grab his wrist, bend down, and pop two of his fingers into his mouth, Ravi’s tongue sucking off his own semen. Ravi said as he pulled Hongbin’s clean fingers out of his mouth.
“Delicious.”
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