Why Am I So Crazy For You? [1/?]
Title: Why Am I So Crazy For You?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chen/Lay, (minor Chen/Luhan)
Summary: Everything was normal between them before but Jongdae started to act strangely whenever Yixing's around.
Length: 5.8k words
Jongdae knew that this was a bad idea but he still went along with Luhan's crazy idea of going into the club with his band and friends. Luhan and his group of friends were used to sneaking their way in the clubs and be unavoidable from the paparazzi and fans like it was nobody's business. So the fact that they look so calm and collected while queuing up to enter the club was not astonishing to Jongdae but that can't be said for himself. He was swiping his sweaty hands on the side of his tight black leather pants that looked way too tight to his liking but Luhan's friend said that it was perfect. Any looser or baggier would be something that would make everybody look at him, thinking "He's way too weird for a club."
So there he was, standing outside a club on a Friday night with Luhan by his side and waiting for their turn to be waved in by the bouncer. Just by standing at the entrance, he could feel the pounding of the bass booming on the ground. He looked at Luhan, scared and nervous. Luhan just gave him a reassuring smile and whispered, "I'll be here. Don't worry."
He nodded at him and smiled. Luhan looked ridiculously handsome and hot that night. Jongdae couldn't help but notice the scent that was emitting from him. His hair was styled like it was some kind of bed hair. He noticed that bed hair really suited Luhan and he looked much more of a bad boy than he really was.
The bouncer finally lifted up the strap to let them in.
"Yixing's wrong," Luhan leaned in to whisper to Jongdae, "You need this."
--
Earlier on...
"This is a bad idea!" Yixing exclaimed as soon as Jongdae told him about going with Luhan, "Luhan's popular these days especially when he is the vocalist of Fade Away. You might be bombarded with screaming and, not to forget, crazy hardcore fans."
Fade Away is a band that was set up by Luhan and his high school friends long time ago. After years of struggling in the entertainment industry, Fade Away started gaining immense popularity since their hit single became number one on charts for weeks. So far, money was coming onto Luhan like water from a leaking tap.
Luhan looked up lazily from the magazine he was reading and raised an eyebrow. He smirked at his brother who owned one of the most successful business industries in the country, Star Company, before muttering, "You're so uptight."
Yixing glared at his brother and Jongdae's lips twitched.
"If you're so worried, come with me," Jongdae suggested.
Jongdae was, in fact, nervous about the idea but he just wanted to experience something new. Every day, it always has been the same old story- wake up, go to work in Yixing's company, go home and sleep. Then the cycle repeats again. Since he lives alone in a small apartment, no one is able to stop him from doing such insane things except for Yixing.
"Nope, never gonna happen," Yixing refused.
Jongdae heart sank. He really wanted him to come because he knew if anything were to happen, Yixing would know what to do. Meanwhile Luhan is more of the on-the-spot kind of guy which was making him kind of uneasy for the night.
"Your loss," Luhan said, tossing aside the magazine somewhere on the floor, "Have a nice date with boredom tonight."
He got up and took Jongdae to his friend's place to get ready.
--
Jongdae realises that he does not regret a thing. He was glad that he went with Luhan because he never felt so high and happy in his life. He was dancing, jumping and flailing his hands in the air with the music. In front of him was Luhan who had a smirk on his face as he watched his friend go wild.
“This isn’t something I see from him everyday,” Luhan thought.
Jongdae was so absorbed by the music that he didn’t realise that Luhan went away for a drink. He thought he was still dancing with Luhan in front of him so without really seeing the person’s face clearly, he touched the stranger’s shoulders and danced with him. With the flashing lights and the beat of the music, Jongdae danced closer to the stranger. The latter seemed not to mind as he, too, inched forward and swayed his hips towards Jongdae.
Jongdae felt himself smile. He doesn’t care if he’s acting crazy because it is most probably from the music playing. It was so not because from the myriad of drinks he had.
Out of a sudden, he felt the room get a little stuffier and hotter as he continued to dance. He felt the latter’s hip grinding against his and he couldn’t hold back a very quiet groan. He tilted his head back and then lips ghosted on the skin of neck. Jongdae feels goose bumps on his arms as soft lips touch his neck veins. He could stay like this forever.
“Want some?” Luhan asked from behind him.
Jongdae snapped his eyes opened as he turned around to find Luhan holding two drinks up. The younger lad didn’t reply him because he was busy looking for the person he was dancing with who he thought was Luhan. He looked left and right but he couldn’t find the stranger who just turned him on.
“Jongdae?” Luhan called out to him.
He looked at Luhan and smiled slightly. He took the drink and gulped it down at once. Jongdae must have been hallucinating. There was no way in hell that someone like that stranger would dance with an awkward person like Jongdae.
He glanced at Luhan who was dancing slightly from the music and had his head tilted back to drink the alcohol in his hand. Before the older lad could touch his lips with the cup, it was snatched away. Luhan protested but it was too late when Jongdae gulped it.
The sudden change of music got Jongdae to jump up and down wildly. He rolled his head with the music. However, the kick of the alcohol started to affect him. He stumbled towards Luhan who caught him in his arms. Luhan chuckled slightly as he dragged Jongdae out of the dance floor. He took him towards a dark corner and made Jongdae lean his back against the wall.
Jongdae, being really unconscious of what was happening, smiled at Luhan who now had his arms caging the younger lad. Luhan looked down at Jongdae’s lips and smiled seductively.
“Having fun tonight?” Luhan asked with a husky voice.
All Jongdae could do was to reply with a nod.
“You’re so sexy when you’re like this,” Luhan whispered hotly to Jongdae’s ear.
Jongdae felt himself squirm and before he knew it, Luhan had his lips against his. Jongdae gasped when the latter pushed his hips against him. Luhan took this chance to slide his tongue inside the younger’s hot cavern. Jongdae groaned as he felt their tongue touch. As if on instincts, he snaked his hands to Luhan’s hair, grasping it for dear life.
“Luhan,” he breathes, not caring that they were still in public.
Luhan smiled against Jongdae’s neck and kissed it once more.
“Moan my name, Jongdae,” he muttered, “Moan only for me.”
Jongdae would have never done this in public. He wasn’t the kind of guy to even do skin-ship in public but being clouded by lust and alcohol made him lose control.
“Hey!” Luhan protested when he was separated from Jongdae, “What the fuck?”
Jongdae looked at the stranger who wrenched Luhan away from him but he couldn’t see clearly through his hooded eyes and the club’s lighting. Before Luhan could charge at the stranger, he was soon gone. Jongdae couldn’t remember what happened next because he fainted and sprawled on the floor.
--
Jongdae woke up the next day with an excruciating migraine. He grunted as he opened his eyes slowly and saw Yixing who was looking at him with deep concern. He brought his hands to massage his temples but it felt like it was no use. He heard water dripping to the side of the bed and felt a damp towel being rested on his forehead.
“You look like crap,” Yixing commented.
Jongdae cursed and said, “Please don’t shout.”
Yixing’s lips twitched at Jongdae’s reply, “Rest more. You’ll feel better later.”
--
Jongdae woke up the second time to see darkness in the room. He got up slowly because his headache was better now. He thanked the heavens for letting the migraine go away. However, he felt his stomach flip and he went to the toilet, vomitting all the contents he plunged in his stomach last night.
Once he was done, Jongdae never felt better in his life. He just realised that he was in Yixing’s and Luhan’s house and the clothes he had on were Yixing’s. Jongdae felt his stomach growl when he smelled something delicious. He saw Yixing and Luhan at their table, eating what looked like soup to Jongdae.
They both looked up when they saw Jongdae and said their greetings to him. The youngest lad scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, “Hey.”
He went to sit down with them and continued, “I’m sorry for anything stupid I have done last night. I don’t remember much. Everything’s hazy.”
Yixing just smiled sympathetically towards Jongdae and then got him a bowl of soup. Meanwhile Luhan chuckled and said, “You were awesome, Jongdae.”
“I’m always awesome,” Jongdae said jokingly, “What did I do yesterday night anyway?”
Luhan smiled as if he was hiding a secret from Jongdae, “You did excellent.”
When Jongdae got his bowl, he took a spoonful of it before replying, “Really?”
Yixing rolled his eyes and glared at Luhan before turning back to Jongdae, “You did excellent at being really drunk. You even fainted”
Jongdae’s jaw dropped on the floor because he clearly doesn’t remember fainting. He closed his mouth shut and looked down at the table.
“Come on now, Yixing,” Luhan said, punching his brother lightly on the arm, “Don’t nag him. He seemed to enjoy yesterday night.”
Jongdae looked up at Luhan and scoffed because he was partly right. He did have fun but what was the point of going to the club when he forgot most of the happenings yesterday.
“Why is there a bruise on your...” Jongdae trailed on while pointing on his cheekbone.
Yixing smiled and laughed, “He got his ass beaten.”
Luhan narrowed his eyes and spat, “I did not get my ass beaten and besides, I was caught off-guard!”
Yixing raised his eyebrows and asked, “Caught off-guard? The ever observant Luhan got caught off-guard?”
A smile was playing on Yixing lips as he asked another question, “And what were you doing that had the guy catching you in surprise?”
“None of your business,” Luhan hissed.
“I thank that person, whoever he is,” Yixing said while trying to suppress a smile.
Jongdae laughed as he watched the brothers bicker and argue. And he smiled as he felt himself getting better by the second.
--
On Monday morning, Jongdae wasn’t ready to go through work again because he was starting to get bored out of his wits. There was nothing new going on in the company and mostly, any new projects were given to someone else rather than to Jongdae. He had been doing such easy work ever since he entered Yixing’s company but he got paid the same amount as the others.
He was sitting in his cubicle on his work floor when Luhan came barging in. He heard some girly squeals from his colleagues when they saw Luhan striding inside. Jongdae just rolled his eyes when he saw Luhan because he knew that he was just here to disturb either Yixing or him. Some guys were gaping at him and Jongdae couldn’t help but be irritated at the reaction from his colleagues.
“Want to sing with my band?” Luhan asked Jongdae once the older lad was behind him.
Jongdae replied with a no and stood up right away. He walked away from Luhan to report to Yixing. His boss should know how to get rid of Luhan. While walking towards Yixing’s office, Jongdae was thinking why he was getting so annoyed with Luhan. He doesn’t know the real reason but there’s like this gut feeling that he shouldn’t be getting closer to Luhan.
“Yixing, your brother’s-“Jongdae said when he opened Yixing’s door but was interrupted when Luhan tugged his hand and pulled him towards the lift.
“What the hell are you doing?” he hissed to Luhan, “I have work!”
Luhan can’t help but roll his eyes at Jongdae, “My brother’s your boss. He can let this pass.”
Jongdae wanted to get away from Luhan’s grip so badly but he didn’t want to cause a scene. Behind them, Yixing was walking fast towards Jongdae and snatched him away from Luhan.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Yixing asked in irritation.
Luhan raised an eyebrow and scoffed, “Uh, taking Jongdae?”
Jongdae tensed when he saw Yixing’s jaw clench and said lowly, “I can fucking see that but you have no right to take him away just like that!”
The youngest lad swallowed hard because he just heard Yixing curse. He thought that his ear was hearing wrong things. He looked around the floor and he could see his colleagues staring curiously at them.
“Jongdae told me he is bored here,” Luhan remarked, “He said he was sick and tired of this place.”
Jongdae’s eyes widened at what Luhan said because that was not the right thing to say to his brother because Yixing was still Jongdae’s boss. And no matter how bored he feels at work, he was lucky enough to get a job in Yixing’s company.
“I did not!” Jongdae sputtered.
Hurt was written on Yixing’s face before he return it back to his usual expression, “I see.”
“You believe him?” Jongdae asked incredulously.
“Since it’s the truth, he should,” Luhan said, “And if you need a reminder, you told me that when we went to the club with me.”
Jongdae opened his mouth to speak but he continued, “Plus they said when you’re drunk, you tend to say the truth. Am I right, dear brother?”
Yixing’s face became unreadable all of a sudden. Jongdae expected him to say something back to Luhan but he didn’t. He just nodded and dismissed them just like that. Jongdae felt his heart sink so much that he could feel it leave his system. He doesn’t know why he felt like that but there was a small voice telling him that Yixing was giving him up so easily. However, he shook the thought off because why would he be bothered by that?
“I’m sorry, Xing!” Jongdae shouted before the lift’s door closed.
--
“So, you think you’re ready to sing with me?” Luhan asked teasingly while driving Jongdae to a recording studio.
During the ride, he kept getting distracted with the thoughts of Yixing angry because...
“I don’t even know the reason,” Jongdae thought to himself.
However, the constant blabbering of Luhan about his band ‘Fade Away’ and their success got Jongdae to be distracted from gloomy thoughts. Even if Luhan was sometimes getting Jongdae into trouble or getting him worked up, he was still very supportive of Luhan’s occupation. He was glad that it worked out for him because he can’t imagine Luhan working as something else.
“What you need to ask is if you’re band is ready to sing with me” Jongdae retorted.
Luhan snorted and continued it with a lively laughter, “No, Jongdae, we aren’t. We might get blown away by how bad you are.”
Jongdae furrowed his eyebrows and defended himself, “Hey, my voice isn’t that bad! And if you thought that it is, you shouldn’t have asked me to be featured in one of your songs in your upcoming album!”
“Take a chill pill, would you?” Luhan chuckled, “You really need to let loose. My brother has kept you in that cell long enough.”
The mention of Yixing’s name got Jongdae to be more alert and replied, stuttering once in awhile, “For your information, my workplace isn’t a jail. I was lucky enough to be even accepted in his company and really, I’m loose. It’s just that your definition of letting loose is being reckless.”
“Reckless?” Luhan muttered to himself.
Jongdae grinned lifelessly and said, “That’s-“
“I should write a song titled Reckless!” Luhan shouted in the car, slapping his palms on the car horn, “Jongdae, you are a genius!”
Jongdae could just grunt and huff. He didn’t talk for the rest of the ride because he would rather look at the scenery rather than entertain Luhan.
--
Jongdae was inside the recording studio and started singing when he was given the cue by the band. He touched the side of the headphones with his fingertips and closed his eyes as he was immersed with the music playing while singing. The song he was tasked to sing was about unrequited love. Jongdae couldn’t help but feel goose bumps on the side of his arms because when he had read the lyrics, he felt that it was so mainstream and cheesy. However, as he was singing it with the music, it felt very different.
He was at the point whereby he would sing his highest note when he decided to open his eyes. He remembered that his mother told him that his voice would have more emotions in it if he opened his eyes and looked at someone. However, he almost choked on his saliva when he saw Yixing looking seriously at him. Good thing was he didn’t and he averted his eyes quickly to Luhan instead. Luhan was also looking deadly serious but it seems that it was a more comforting scene to look at.
When he was done, Luhan spoke through the receiver, “That was nice. Really nice but it seems like there’s something lacking in it.”
Another member of the band whose name was Chanyeol piped in, “We couldn’t sympathise with you. Whatever you sang was amazing but it wasn’t beautiful. We need to feel you.”
“I think it was beautiful though,” Jongdae heard Yixing say.
Jongdae felt some load get kicked off his shoulders because his boss wasn’t angry at him.
“Aha!” Jongdae thought, “I finally thought of the reason why I got so paranoid if he’s angry with me. It was because I thought he might fire me.”
Luhan gave a ‘are you serious right now?” look towards Yixing and said, “We need to make perfection, bro. I know that you don’t really mind if our album doesn’t sell well because you have loads of money left but you’re the producer of this album. You’re name is at risk.”
Jongdae felt like another argument might start again because he could literally feel what will happen next even if he was far away from them. He is their best friend for a reason.
“I’ll do it again,” Jongdae said with determination in his voice, “Yixing, thanks but I kind of agree with Luhan.”
He closed eyes once more as he got lost in the abysses of music and started to sing again. However, he remembered to voice out his feelings and not just the words. And for some reason, he found his eyes staring at Yixing who was staring back at him with such ferocity. With the climax of the song nearing, he felt his eyes glisten as he didn’t break eye contact with him. When his high and long note descended, only then he closed his eyes.
When it was done, he looked at everyone and smiled proudly. He thought he did a better job than previously and waited for their response. His smile faltered when no reply came. He took in a deep breath and asked shakily, “Wa- was it that bad?”
Luhan pressed a button and replied in awe, “That was beautiful!”
“A masterpiece!” Baekhyun, another member of the band, exclaimed.
“Perfection!”
“Outstanding.”
Jongdae let out a sigh of relief and looked at Yixing proudly. He realised that he was the only one that didn’t say anything but the mere smile Yixing gave him was enough and ignored the slight tightening of his chest. Jongdae didn’t understand what was happening to him lately but he ignored it. He smiled and did a thumbs-up to Luhan and the latter smiled widely, giving him two thumbs-up in return.
--
The whole week, Jongdae tried his hardest to speak with Yixing but the latter seemed to ignore him. Maybe it was just Jongdae and he was just over-thinking. However, it was like something has changed between the two of them. He didn’t know what happened but Jongdae just wanted Yixing to be okay with him. Jongdae kept asking for projects just to please his boss but nothing seemed to work. Jongdae was getting frustrated. He felt hurt whenever Yixing passed by without greeting him and he would just hide in his cubicle to hide his glistening eyes.
Days had passed by quickly and before Jongdae knew it, it was Friday again. Jongdae had given up trying to talk to Yixing one more time because he’ll know what will the latter’s reaction will be. He felt like he was gonna burst and start shouting because he was so damn confused why Yixing is acting that way. At the same time, he was baffled on why he was so concerned with Yixing ignoring him. Usually, Jongdae would not even make an effort and try to talk to someone who acts like how Yixing does now but the clenching of his chest bothers him. He doesn’t know the cause of it. His theory was because he hated people he care about being mad at him.
By Friday afternoon, he felt like a thousand of pricks and needles were puncturing him. He wanted it to stop so badly and it was driving him insane. He couldn’t concentrate at work at all. He started to breathe in and out as deeply so to calm himself down but when he saw Yixing smiling and laughing at a colleague of his, he couldn’t breathe. He felt suffocated. It didn’t help the fact that the woman even made physical contact with him.
“Why am I like this?” Jongdae asked himself as he heaved like he was having an asthma attack.
He clenched the table so hard, his veins started to stick out. He closed his eyes shut and counted down from 10.
“Two... One... ” Jongdae whispered.
He thought that he would finally be alright but when he opened his eyes, the sight in front of him was what he didn’t expect. The eyes staring at him were filled with concern and Jongdae almost started sobbing. He was so fucking frustrated with Yixing. He was acting cold all week then suddenly he was concerned. Every person has its breaking point and Jongdae had cracked.
“Are you okay?” Yixing asked with a tone filled with worry.
Jongdae stood up and ignored him. It was like a reverse of role. He was running towards the lift which was about to close while Yixing was calling out to him. He was thankful that he had managed to be in the lift before Yixing had caught up with him because he wouldn’t know what would have happened if Jongdae had to face the latter.
When he was on the ground floor, he strode out of the building as quickly as he could. He loosened up his tie and at the same time, he dialled up Luhan.
“Let’s go to that club in an hour,” Jongdae said when Luhan picked up.
He could feel Luhan grin on the other side of the phone and the latter spoke, “That’s what I’m talking about!”
--
“Fuck, Jongdae!” Luhan exclaimed, “Slow down with the alcohol.”
Jongdae blocked out everything he said since they entered the club and started to drink recklessly. He could see Luhan furrow his eyebrow a little when Jongdae kept drinking shot after shot. Jongdae grimaced whenever the alcohol scorched his throat but he didn’t care. The way he felt whenever Yixing turn his head away from him or when he saw Yixing laugh with that woman was a million times worse than the heat of the alcohol in his throat.
“I’m gonna dance,” Jongdae informed.
Before Luhan could stop him, he went to the dance floor. He wasn’t drunk at all, he was only feeling high. Like nothing could go wrong right then. He didn’t even stumble or slur whenever he talk. So, he didn’t really care when he heard Luhan asking Jongdae to come back to their table.
While he was jumping and fist in the air in time with the bass of the music, a familiar scent filled up Jongdae’s nostrils. He doesn’t remember where he actually smelled that scent before but his body seem to know who the person is because it automatically face towards someone with that scent.
“Missed me?” the stranger asked, chuckling darkly.
Jongdae thinks he remembers him but he wasn’t so sure. There’s a sense of familiarity that Jongdae can feel from him.
“Who are you?” Jongdae asked with a frown.
The stranger smirked under his cap and leaned over to Jongdae to whisper, “Let me remind you.”
As if on cue, the song ‘Shots’ by LMFAO came on. When the booming of the bass started, the stranger bit his bottom and started to sway his hips. Jongdae raised his eyebrows but since the alcohol made him unhesitant, he placed his hand on the latter’s shoulder and turned his head side to side. Jongdae gasped when the stranger moved his hips nearer to his. The friction was getting Jongdae hot and instinctively, he leaned in closer and they looked like he was hugging the latter with one arm. Their sweat mixing with each other might seemed dirty if Jongdae was 100% sober but right then, he didn’t care. The way the stranger (or maybe not) rest both his hands on both sides of Jongdae waist was getting him turned on.
“I remember,” Jongdae spoke hotly.
“Good,” the stranger replied.
Despite the craziness of the club and the loudness of the songs playing, Jongdae really couldn’t shake off the feeling that he knew the stranger. So far, Jongdae have not seen his face and his other free hand dangling at his side took the opportunity to lift away the hat that Jongdae thought was stupid because who wears a hat in a club?
Apparently, Yixing does.
“Yixing?” Jongdae exclaimed with wide eyes.
Yixing didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that his identity was revealed. In fact, he seemed amused at Jongdae’s reaction. The younger was just looking at the latter with dropped jaw. Yixing took his fingers and lifted the younger’s jaw to close his lips.
The longer Jongdae looked at Yixing, the more he remembers why he was in the club in the first place. He was supposed to be angry at the latter but it was getting hard to do when Yixing is looking so sexy and grinding his hips against Jongdae.
“Sto- Stop dancing with me,” Jongdae stammered, pulling away from the latter.
He needed to get away from the person that had caused him misery for the whole week but the older lad had iron grip and didn’t let Jongdae go.
“No,” Yixing said firmly.
Jongdae pulled away harder but the latter’s grip became harder as well. Before he could speak again, Yixing crashed his lips onto Jongdae. The older lad canted his hips forward to him and he groan. Yixing was sucking his lips as if it were water and he was a dehydrated man.
“You don’t know how long I’ve held myself back,” Yixing whispers.
Jongdae’s member hardened at Yixing’s tone and he replied without thinking, “Then don’t.”
--
Jongdae felt like he was going to overheat. They were kissing like there was no tomorrow somewhere in a private room in the club. He was crushed between the wall and Yixing. He couldn’t breathe. He tried to push the latter away but Yixing didn’t budge. Instead, that encouraged him to stick his tongue down Jongdae’s throat and make love with his mouth. He left every nook and corner of his mouth untouched. Jongdae gripped the front of Yixing’s shirt and tried to push him again because he needed to breathe. The fact that he was groaning and moaning into the latter’s mouth didn’t help oxygen to go in his lungs.
Yixing left Jongdae’s mouth and travelled down to his ears and nibbled at them hotly. Jongdae had his mouth wide open while breathing in and out heavily. He could feel the warmth of Yixing’s breath on his ears and it felt so sensitive and sexy. Yixing went lower and started to kiss his neck.
“Yixing,” Jongdae moaned when he felt a tongue slide over his skin.
A blush crept to his cheeks as he heard how desperate he sounded. He bit his lips to surpass his moans but Yixing swatted his hands away and growled, “Stop biting your lip! I’ll do that for you. Open your mouth and moan for me.”
Yixing thrust his clothed member towards Jongdae’s and a lustful moan escaped his mouth. A hand snaked its way to his hardened member and he tightened his grip onto Yixing’s shoulders. He could feel each of Yixing’s delicate fingers tickling and teasing him and he felt like he was going to heaven and hell at the same time. It felt so good but at the same time he wanted more.
“Yes,” Jongdae breathe.
Yixing leaned into Jongdae and whispered huskily, “You like that?”
A whimper escaped Jongdae’s mouth when Yixing tightened his hold on Jongdae’s member. When Yixing started to pump him, Jongdae closed his eyes but opened them wide open when he heard Yixing ordered him to open them.
“You look so beautiful like this,” Yixing said softly.
Jongdae looked straight to Yixing with half-opened eyes. Pleasure was consuming him and the thought of Yixing stopping was the worst thing that would happen right at that moment. Yixing rolled his hips to Jongdae and he thought that he could see stars right then. Yixing dove in to suck Jongdae’s lips one last time before going down and pulling the younger’s pants too in the process.
“Yixing, sto- ah!” Jongdae wanted him to stop because it was so embarrassing but the elder palmed his growing member which made Jongdae lost for words.
Without wasting any more time, Yixing pulled down the younger’s boxer and gripped Jongdae’s throbbing member. He took an experimental lick at Jongdae’s slit and he loved the reaction he got from the latter.
“Ahh...” moaned Jongdae.
Jongdae had his mouth wide open, trying to breathe in and out as to calm himself down but fuck, he couldn’t slow down his racing heart. Not with Yixing taking his length in his mouth and those lustful eyes looking straight towards him. Yixing gripped the younger’s waist tightly enough so he wouldn’t be able to budge a little. The elder took in the younger’s length at one go and hollowed his cheeks for good measure.
“Yixing,” Jongdae groaned.
He wanted to buck his hips so badly as the pressure keeps building inside him. It feels like he was gonna explode soon. Everything was so hot and humid in the room which made Jongdae wonder if there was heater on.
Yixing moaned as a response and the vibration sent to Jongdae’s member made the younger lad shudder. He fisted Yixing’s hair to let him know how badly he needed release. The older lad kept bobbing his head into Jongdae’s member until the younger’s crown hit his throat. This had Jongdae thrash his shoulders and grip Yixing’s hair tighter than ever before. To Yixing, it was painful but such a turn on at the same time. He loves how Jongdae looks so desperate and wrecked under Yixing’s control.
“I’m so clos- ah fuck!” Jongdae screamed.
He hoped no one heard him because the sound that came out was so dirty. Yixing fastened his pace and he felt himself smile as he feels Jongdae’s member swell in his mouth.
“Yixing, please, stop, “ Jongdae begged in between breaths, “I don’t want to come in your mouth. Ah, fuck!”
The latter turned deaf towards Jongdae’s pleas. He continued and kept Jongdae’s hips still and tried his hardest not to pull away. Jongdae was pulling Yixing away from him but he couldn’t. He was weaker.
“I don’t want to, Yixing,” Jongdae moans, “It’s dirty.”
Jongdae had his back lowered as if he was bowing. It was because his feet wanted to give up on him but since he was being kept upright, his whole body became limp. Just a few more ah and fuck from Jongdae’s mouth got him coming undone in the older lad’s mouth.
“Yixing!” the younger lad screamed.
Yixing swallowed every last bit of his come and released Jongdae from his mouth. The younger lad went scrambling to the floor, huffing heavily. Yixing wiped his mouth with the back of hand and Jongdae thought that his boss never looked so sexy.
They say dreams always get interrupted and Luhan was the one to cause it.
“Jongdae, are you in there?” Luhan called out, worry filled his voice.
Jongdae widened his eyes as reality came rushing back to him. He looked down and blushed profusely. He went to stand up immediately and pulled up his clothes as fast as possible. He glanced at where Yixing was sitting, looking at him with lust still lingering in his eyes. He immediately averted his gaze away from him when he noticed the hard-on the latter was having. He needed to get away from Yixing. After what just happened, Jongdae’s emotions were getting kind of fucked up. A week of ignoring him then suddenly it resulted to this? Jongdae shook his head as anger started to swell in him. Who the hell did Yixing thought he was?
Jongdae started towards the door, not wanting to even say anything to the latter.
“Jongdae, wait,” Yixing spoke with a hint of desperation in his tone.
Jongdae didn't stop in his tracks and before he opened the door to go back to Luhan, he said in a low voice, trying hard not to let his voice crack, “Was it fun for you to play with my feelings, Yixing? You-”
Jongdae didn’t finish because if he did, he might crack once more. He started heaving to let himself calm down then he just took in a deep shaky breathe and shook his head before closing the door behind him.
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chen/Lay, (minor Chen/Luhan)
Summary: Everything was normal between them before but Jongdae started to act strangely whenever Yixing's around.
Length: 5.8k words
Jongdae knew that this was a bad idea but he still went along with Luhan's crazy idea of going into the club with his band and friends. Luhan and his group of friends were used to sneaking their way in the clubs and be unavoidable from the paparazzi and fans like it was nobody's business. So the fact that they look so calm and collected while queuing up to enter the club was not astonishing to Jongdae but that can't be said for himself. He was swiping his sweaty hands on the side of his tight black leather pants that looked way too tight to his liking but Luhan's friend said that it was perfect. Any looser or baggier would be something that would make everybody look at him, thinking "He's way too weird for a club."
So there he was, standing outside a club on a Friday night with Luhan by his side and waiting for their turn to be waved in by the bouncer. Just by standing at the entrance, he could feel the pounding of the bass booming on the ground. He looked at Luhan, scared and nervous. Luhan just gave him a reassuring smile and whispered, "I'll be here. Don't worry."
He nodded at him and smiled. Luhan looked ridiculously handsome and hot that night. Jongdae couldn't help but notice the scent that was emitting from him. His hair was styled like it was some kind of bed hair. He noticed that bed hair really suited Luhan and he looked much more of a bad boy than he really was.
The bouncer finally lifted up the strap to let them in.
"Yixing's wrong," Luhan leaned in to whisper to Jongdae, "You need this."
--
Earlier on...
"This is a bad idea!" Yixing exclaimed as soon as Jongdae told him about going with Luhan, "Luhan's popular these days especially when he is the vocalist of Fade Away. You might be bombarded with screaming and, not to forget, crazy hardcore fans."
Fade Away is a band that was set up by Luhan and his high school friends long time ago. After years of struggling in the entertainment industry, Fade Away started gaining immense popularity since their hit single became number one on charts for weeks. So far, money was coming onto Luhan like water from a leaking tap.
Luhan looked up lazily from the magazine he was reading and raised an eyebrow. He smirked at his brother who owned one of the most successful business industries in the country, Star Company, before muttering, "You're so uptight."
Yixing glared at his brother and Jongdae's lips twitched.
"If you're so worried, come with me," Jongdae suggested.
Jongdae was, in fact, nervous about the idea but he just wanted to experience something new. Every day, it always has been the same old story- wake up, go to work in Yixing's company, go home and sleep. Then the cycle repeats again. Since he lives alone in a small apartment, no one is able to stop him from doing such insane things except for Yixing.
"Nope, never gonna happen," Yixing refused.
Jongdae heart sank. He really wanted him to come because he knew if anything were to happen, Yixing would know what to do. Meanwhile Luhan is more of the on-the-spot kind of guy which was making him kind of uneasy for the night.
"Your loss," Luhan said, tossing aside the magazine somewhere on the floor, "Have a nice date with boredom tonight."
He got up and took Jongdae to his friend's place to get ready.
--
Jongdae realises that he does not regret a thing. He was glad that he went with Luhan because he never felt so high and happy in his life. He was dancing, jumping and flailing his hands in the air with the music. In front of him was Luhan who had a smirk on his face as he watched his friend go wild.
“This isn’t something I see from him everyday,” Luhan thought.
Jongdae was so absorbed by the music that he didn’t realise that Luhan went away for a drink. He thought he was still dancing with Luhan in front of him so without really seeing the person’s face clearly, he touched the stranger’s shoulders and danced with him. With the flashing lights and the beat of the music, Jongdae danced closer to the stranger. The latter seemed not to mind as he, too, inched forward and swayed his hips towards Jongdae.
Jongdae felt himself smile. He doesn’t care if he’s acting crazy because it is most probably from the music playing. It was so not because from the myriad of drinks he had.
Out of a sudden, he felt the room get a little stuffier and hotter as he continued to dance. He felt the latter’s hip grinding against his and he couldn’t hold back a very quiet groan. He tilted his head back and then lips ghosted on the skin of neck. Jongdae feels goose bumps on his arms as soft lips touch his neck veins. He could stay like this forever.
“Want some?” Luhan asked from behind him.
Jongdae snapped his eyes opened as he turned around to find Luhan holding two drinks up. The younger lad didn’t reply him because he was busy looking for the person he was dancing with who he thought was Luhan. He looked left and right but he couldn’t find the stranger who just turned him on.
“Jongdae?” Luhan called out to him.
He looked at Luhan and smiled slightly. He took the drink and gulped it down at once. Jongdae must have been hallucinating. There was no way in hell that someone like that stranger would dance with an awkward person like Jongdae.
He glanced at Luhan who was dancing slightly from the music and had his head tilted back to drink the alcohol in his hand. Before the older lad could touch his lips with the cup, it was snatched away. Luhan protested but it was too late when Jongdae gulped it.
The sudden change of music got Jongdae to jump up and down wildly. He rolled his head with the music. However, the kick of the alcohol started to affect him. He stumbled towards Luhan who caught him in his arms. Luhan chuckled slightly as he dragged Jongdae out of the dance floor. He took him towards a dark corner and made Jongdae lean his back against the wall.
Jongdae, being really unconscious of what was happening, smiled at Luhan who now had his arms caging the younger lad. Luhan looked down at Jongdae’s lips and smiled seductively.
“Having fun tonight?” Luhan asked with a husky voice.
All Jongdae could do was to reply with a nod.
“You’re so sexy when you’re like this,” Luhan whispered hotly to Jongdae’s ear.
Jongdae felt himself squirm and before he knew it, Luhan had his lips against his. Jongdae gasped when the latter pushed his hips against him. Luhan took this chance to slide his tongue inside the younger’s hot cavern. Jongdae groaned as he felt their tongue touch. As if on instincts, he snaked his hands to Luhan’s hair, grasping it for dear life.
“Luhan,” he breathes, not caring that they were still in public.
Luhan smiled against Jongdae’s neck and kissed it once more.
“Moan my name, Jongdae,” he muttered, “Moan only for me.”
Jongdae would have never done this in public. He wasn’t the kind of guy to even do skin-ship in public but being clouded by lust and alcohol made him lose control.
“Hey!” Luhan protested when he was separated from Jongdae, “What the fuck?”
Jongdae looked at the stranger who wrenched Luhan away from him but he couldn’t see clearly through his hooded eyes and the club’s lighting. Before Luhan could charge at the stranger, he was soon gone. Jongdae couldn’t remember what happened next because he fainted and sprawled on the floor.
--
Jongdae woke up the next day with an excruciating migraine. He grunted as he opened his eyes slowly and saw Yixing who was looking at him with deep concern. He brought his hands to massage his temples but it felt like it was no use. He heard water dripping to the side of the bed and felt a damp towel being rested on his forehead.
“You look like crap,” Yixing commented.
Jongdae cursed and said, “Please don’t shout.”
Yixing’s lips twitched at Jongdae’s reply, “Rest more. You’ll feel better later.”
--
Jongdae woke up the second time to see darkness in the room. He got up slowly because his headache was better now. He thanked the heavens for letting the migraine go away. However, he felt his stomach flip and he went to the toilet, vomitting all the contents he plunged in his stomach last night.
Once he was done, Jongdae never felt better in his life. He just realised that he was in Yixing’s and Luhan’s house and the clothes he had on were Yixing’s. Jongdae felt his stomach growl when he smelled something delicious. He saw Yixing and Luhan at their table, eating what looked like soup to Jongdae.
They both looked up when they saw Jongdae and said their greetings to him. The youngest lad scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, “Hey.”
He went to sit down with them and continued, “I’m sorry for anything stupid I have done last night. I don’t remember much. Everything’s hazy.”
Yixing just smiled sympathetically towards Jongdae and then got him a bowl of soup. Meanwhile Luhan chuckled and said, “You were awesome, Jongdae.”
“I’m always awesome,” Jongdae said jokingly, “What did I do yesterday night anyway?”
Luhan smiled as if he was hiding a secret from Jongdae, “You did excellent.”
When Jongdae got his bowl, he took a spoonful of it before replying, “Really?”
Yixing rolled his eyes and glared at Luhan before turning back to Jongdae, “You did excellent at being really drunk. You even fainted”
Jongdae’s jaw dropped on the floor because he clearly doesn’t remember fainting. He closed his mouth shut and looked down at the table.
“Come on now, Yixing,” Luhan said, punching his brother lightly on the arm, “Don’t nag him. He seemed to enjoy yesterday night.”
Jongdae looked up at Luhan and scoffed because he was partly right. He did have fun but what was the point of going to the club when he forgot most of the happenings yesterday.
“Why is there a bruise on your...” Jongdae trailed on while pointing on his cheekbone.
Yixing smiled and laughed, “He got his ass beaten.”
Luhan narrowed his eyes and spat, “I did not get my ass beaten and besides, I was caught off-guard!”
Yixing raised his eyebrows and asked, “Caught off-guard? The ever observant Luhan got caught off-guard?”
A smile was playing on Yixing lips as he asked another question, “And what were you doing that had the guy catching you in surprise?”
“None of your business,” Luhan hissed.
“I thank that person, whoever he is,” Yixing said while trying to suppress a smile.
Jongdae laughed as he watched the brothers bicker and argue. And he smiled as he felt himself getting better by the second.
--
On Monday morning, Jongdae wasn’t ready to go through work again because he was starting to get bored out of his wits. There was nothing new going on in the company and mostly, any new projects were given to someone else rather than to Jongdae. He had been doing such easy work ever since he entered Yixing’s company but he got paid the same amount as the others.
He was sitting in his cubicle on his work floor when Luhan came barging in. He heard some girly squeals from his colleagues when they saw Luhan striding inside. Jongdae just rolled his eyes when he saw Luhan because he knew that he was just here to disturb either Yixing or him. Some guys were gaping at him and Jongdae couldn’t help but be irritated at the reaction from his colleagues.
“Want to sing with my band?” Luhan asked Jongdae once the older lad was behind him.
Jongdae replied with a no and stood up right away. He walked away from Luhan to report to Yixing. His boss should know how to get rid of Luhan. While walking towards Yixing’s office, Jongdae was thinking why he was getting so annoyed with Luhan. He doesn’t know the real reason but there’s like this gut feeling that he shouldn’t be getting closer to Luhan.
“Yixing, your brother’s-“Jongdae said when he opened Yixing’s door but was interrupted when Luhan tugged his hand and pulled him towards the lift.
“What the hell are you doing?” he hissed to Luhan, “I have work!”
Luhan can’t help but roll his eyes at Jongdae, “My brother’s your boss. He can let this pass.”
Jongdae wanted to get away from Luhan’s grip so badly but he didn’t want to cause a scene. Behind them, Yixing was walking fast towards Jongdae and snatched him away from Luhan.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Yixing asked in irritation.
Luhan raised an eyebrow and scoffed, “Uh, taking Jongdae?”
Jongdae tensed when he saw Yixing’s jaw clench and said lowly, “I can fucking see that but you have no right to take him away just like that!”
The youngest lad swallowed hard because he just heard Yixing curse. He thought that his ear was hearing wrong things. He looked around the floor and he could see his colleagues staring curiously at them.
“Jongdae told me he is bored here,” Luhan remarked, “He said he was sick and tired of this place.”
Jongdae’s eyes widened at what Luhan said because that was not the right thing to say to his brother because Yixing was still Jongdae’s boss. And no matter how bored he feels at work, he was lucky enough to get a job in Yixing’s company.
“I did not!” Jongdae sputtered.
Hurt was written on Yixing’s face before he return it back to his usual expression, “I see.”
“You believe him?” Jongdae asked incredulously.
“Since it’s the truth, he should,” Luhan said, “And if you need a reminder, you told me that when we went to the club with me.”
Jongdae opened his mouth to speak but he continued, “Plus they said when you’re drunk, you tend to say the truth. Am I right, dear brother?”
Yixing’s face became unreadable all of a sudden. Jongdae expected him to say something back to Luhan but he didn’t. He just nodded and dismissed them just like that. Jongdae felt his heart sink so much that he could feel it leave his system. He doesn’t know why he felt like that but there was a small voice telling him that Yixing was giving him up so easily. However, he shook the thought off because why would he be bothered by that?
“I’m sorry, Xing!” Jongdae shouted before the lift’s door closed.
--
“So, you think you’re ready to sing with me?” Luhan asked teasingly while driving Jongdae to a recording studio.
During the ride, he kept getting distracted with the thoughts of Yixing angry because...
“I don’t even know the reason,” Jongdae thought to himself.
However, the constant blabbering of Luhan about his band ‘Fade Away’ and their success got Jongdae to be distracted from gloomy thoughts. Even if Luhan was sometimes getting Jongdae into trouble or getting him worked up, he was still very supportive of Luhan’s occupation. He was glad that it worked out for him because he can’t imagine Luhan working as something else.
“What you need to ask is if you’re band is ready to sing with me” Jongdae retorted.
Luhan snorted and continued it with a lively laughter, “No, Jongdae, we aren’t. We might get blown away by how bad you are.”
Jongdae furrowed his eyebrows and defended himself, “Hey, my voice isn’t that bad! And if you thought that it is, you shouldn’t have asked me to be featured in one of your songs in your upcoming album!”
“Take a chill pill, would you?” Luhan chuckled, “You really need to let loose. My brother has kept you in that cell long enough.”
The mention of Yixing’s name got Jongdae to be more alert and replied, stuttering once in awhile, “For your information, my workplace isn’t a jail. I was lucky enough to be even accepted in his company and really, I’m loose. It’s just that your definition of letting loose is being reckless.”
“Reckless?” Luhan muttered to himself.
Jongdae grinned lifelessly and said, “That’s-“
“I should write a song titled Reckless!” Luhan shouted in the car, slapping his palms on the car horn, “Jongdae, you are a genius!”
Jongdae could just grunt and huff. He didn’t talk for the rest of the ride because he would rather look at the scenery rather than entertain Luhan.
--
Jongdae was inside the recording studio and started singing when he was given the cue by the band. He touched the side of the headphones with his fingertips and closed his eyes as he was immersed with the music playing while singing. The song he was tasked to sing was about unrequited love. Jongdae couldn’t help but feel goose bumps on the side of his arms because when he had read the lyrics, he felt that it was so mainstream and cheesy. However, as he was singing it with the music, it felt very different.
He was at the point whereby he would sing his highest note when he decided to open his eyes. He remembered that his mother told him that his voice would have more emotions in it if he opened his eyes and looked at someone. However, he almost choked on his saliva when he saw Yixing looking seriously at him. Good thing was he didn’t and he averted his eyes quickly to Luhan instead. Luhan was also looking deadly serious but it seems that it was a more comforting scene to look at.
When he was done, Luhan spoke through the receiver, “That was nice. Really nice but it seems like there’s something lacking in it.”
Another member of the band whose name was Chanyeol piped in, “We couldn’t sympathise with you. Whatever you sang was amazing but it wasn’t beautiful. We need to feel you.”
“I think it was beautiful though,” Jongdae heard Yixing say.
Jongdae felt some load get kicked off his shoulders because his boss wasn’t angry at him.
“Aha!” Jongdae thought, “I finally thought of the reason why I got so paranoid if he’s angry with me. It was because I thought he might fire me.”
Luhan gave a ‘are you serious right now?” look towards Yixing and said, “We need to make perfection, bro. I know that you don’t really mind if our album doesn’t sell well because you have loads of money left but you’re the producer of this album. You’re name is at risk.”
Jongdae felt like another argument might start again because he could literally feel what will happen next even if he was far away from them. He is their best friend for a reason.
“I’ll do it again,” Jongdae said with determination in his voice, “Yixing, thanks but I kind of agree with Luhan.”
He closed eyes once more as he got lost in the abysses of music and started to sing again. However, he remembered to voice out his feelings and not just the words. And for some reason, he found his eyes staring at Yixing who was staring back at him with such ferocity. With the climax of the song nearing, he felt his eyes glisten as he didn’t break eye contact with him. When his high and long note descended, only then he closed his eyes.
When it was done, he looked at everyone and smiled proudly. He thought he did a better job than previously and waited for their response. His smile faltered when no reply came. He took in a deep breath and asked shakily, “Wa- was it that bad?”
Luhan pressed a button and replied in awe, “That was beautiful!”
“A masterpiece!” Baekhyun, another member of the band, exclaimed.
“Perfection!”
“Outstanding.”
Jongdae let out a sigh of relief and looked at Yixing proudly. He realised that he was the only one that didn’t say anything but the mere smile Yixing gave him was enough and ignored the slight tightening of his chest. Jongdae didn’t understand what was happening to him lately but he ignored it. He smiled and did a thumbs-up to Luhan and the latter smiled widely, giving him two thumbs-up in return.
--
The whole week, Jongdae tried his hardest to speak with Yixing but the latter seemed to ignore him. Maybe it was just Jongdae and he was just over-thinking. However, it was like something has changed between the two of them. He didn’t know what happened but Jongdae just wanted Yixing to be okay with him. Jongdae kept asking for projects just to please his boss but nothing seemed to work. Jongdae was getting frustrated. He felt hurt whenever Yixing passed by without greeting him and he would just hide in his cubicle to hide his glistening eyes.
Days had passed by quickly and before Jongdae knew it, it was Friday again. Jongdae had given up trying to talk to Yixing one more time because he’ll know what will the latter’s reaction will be. He felt like he was gonna burst and start shouting because he was so damn confused why Yixing is acting that way. At the same time, he was baffled on why he was so concerned with Yixing ignoring him. Usually, Jongdae would not even make an effort and try to talk to someone who acts like how Yixing does now but the clenching of his chest bothers him. He doesn’t know the cause of it. His theory was because he hated people he care about being mad at him.
By Friday afternoon, he felt like a thousand of pricks and needles were puncturing him. He wanted it to stop so badly and it was driving him insane. He couldn’t concentrate at work at all. He started to breathe in and out as deeply so to calm himself down but when he saw Yixing smiling and laughing at a colleague of his, he couldn’t breathe. He felt suffocated. It didn’t help the fact that the woman even made physical contact with him.
“Why am I like this?” Jongdae asked himself as he heaved like he was having an asthma attack.
He clenched the table so hard, his veins started to stick out. He closed his eyes shut and counted down from 10.
“Two... One... ” Jongdae whispered.
He thought that he would finally be alright but when he opened his eyes, the sight in front of him was what he didn’t expect. The eyes staring at him were filled with concern and Jongdae almost started sobbing. He was so fucking frustrated with Yixing. He was acting cold all week then suddenly he was concerned. Every person has its breaking point and Jongdae had cracked.
“Are you okay?” Yixing asked with a tone filled with worry.
Jongdae stood up and ignored him. It was like a reverse of role. He was running towards the lift which was about to close while Yixing was calling out to him. He was thankful that he had managed to be in the lift before Yixing had caught up with him because he wouldn’t know what would have happened if Jongdae had to face the latter.
When he was on the ground floor, he strode out of the building as quickly as he could. He loosened up his tie and at the same time, he dialled up Luhan.
“Let’s go to that club in an hour,” Jongdae said when Luhan picked up.
He could feel Luhan grin on the other side of the phone and the latter spoke, “That’s what I’m talking about!”
--
“Fuck, Jongdae!” Luhan exclaimed, “Slow down with the alcohol.”
Jongdae blocked out everything he said since they entered the club and started to drink recklessly. He could see Luhan furrow his eyebrow a little when Jongdae kept drinking shot after shot. Jongdae grimaced whenever the alcohol scorched his throat but he didn’t care. The way he felt whenever Yixing turn his head away from him or when he saw Yixing laugh with that woman was a million times worse than the heat of the alcohol in his throat.
“I’m gonna dance,” Jongdae informed.
Before Luhan could stop him, he went to the dance floor. He wasn’t drunk at all, he was only feeling high. Like nothing could go wrong right then. He didn’t even stumble or slur whenever he talk. So, he didn’t really care when he heard Luhan asking Jongdae to come back to their table.
While he was jumping and fist in the air in time with the bass of the music, a familiar scent filled up Jongdae’s nostrils. He doesn’t remember where he actually smelled that scent before but his body seem to know who the person is because it automatically face towards someone with that scent.
“Missed me?” the stranger asked, chuckling darkly.
Jongdae thinks he remembers him but he wasn’t so sure. There’s a sense of familiarity that Jongdae can feel from him.
“Who are you?” Jongdae asked with a frown.
The stranger smirked under his cap and leaned over to Jongdae to whisper, “Let me remind you.”
As if on cue, the song ‘Shots’ by LMFAO came on. When the booming of the bass started, the stranger bit his bottom and started to sway his hips. Jongdae raised his eyebrows but since the alcohol made him unhesitant, he placed his hand on the latter’s shoulder and turned his head side to side. Jongdae gasped when the stranger moved his hips nearer to his. The friction was getting Jongdae hot and instinctively, he leaned in closer and they looked like he was hugging the latter with one arm. Their sweat mixing with each other might seemed dirty if Jongdae was 100% sober but right then, he didn’t care. The way the stranger (or maybe not) rest both his hands on both sides of Jongdae waist was getting him turned on.
“I remember,” Jongdae spoke hotly.
“Good,” the stranger replied.
Despite the craziness of the club and the loudness of the songs playing, Jongdae really couldn’t shake off the feeling that he knew the stranger. So far, Jongdae have not seen his face and his other free hand dangling at his side took the opportunity to lift away the hat that Jongdae thought was stupid because who wears a hat in a club?
Apparently, Yixing does.
“Yixing?” Jongdae exclaimed with wide eyes.
Yixing didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that his identity was revealed. In fact, he seemed amused at Jongdae’s reaction. The younger was just looking at the latter with dropped jaw. Yixing took his fingers and lifted the younger’s jaw to close his lips.
The longer Jongdae looked at Yixing, the more he remembers why he was in the club in the first place. He was supposed to be angry at the latter but it was getting hard to do when Yixing is looking so sexy and grinding his hips against Jongdae.
“Sto- Stop dancing with me,” Jongdae stammered, pulling away from the latter.
He needed to get away from the person that had caused him misery for the whole week but the older lad had iron grip and didn’t let Jongdae go.
“No,” Yixing said firmly.
Jongdae pulled away harder but the latter’s grip became harder as well. Before he could speak again, Yixing crashed his lips onto Jongdae. The older lad canted his hips forward to him and he groan. Yixing was sucking his lips as if it were water and he was a dehydrated man.
“You don’t know how long I’ve held myself back,” Yixing whispers.
Jongdae’s member hardened at Yixing’s tone and he replied without thinking, “Then don’t.”
--
Jongdae felt like he was going to overheat. They were kissing like there was no tomorrow somewhere in a private room in the club. He was crushed between the wall and Yixing. He couldn’t breathe. He tried to push the latter away but Yixing didn’t budge. Instead, that encouraged him to stick his tongue down Jongdae’s throat and make love with his mouth. He left every nook and corner of his mouth untouched. Jongdae gripped the front of Yixing’s shirt and tried to push him again because he needed to breathe. The fact that he was groaning and moaning into the latter’s mouth didn’t help oxygen to go in his lungs.
Yixing left Jongdae’s mouth and travelled down to his ears and nibbled at them hotly. Jongdae had his mouth wide open while breathing in and out heavily. He could feel the warmth of Yixing’s breath on his ears and it felt so sensitive and sexy. Yixing went lower and started to kiss his neck.
“Yixing,” Jongdae moaned when he felt a tongue slide over his skin.
A blush crept to his cheeks as he heard how desperate he sounded. He bit his lips to surpass his moans but Yixing swatted his hands away and growled, “Stop biting your lip! I’ll do that for you. Open your mouth and moan for me.”
Yixing thrust his clothed member towards Jongdae’s and a lustful moan escaped his mouth. A hand snaked its way to his hardened member and he tightened his grip onto Yixing’s shoulders. He could feel each of Yixing’s delicate fingers tickling and teasing him and he felt like he was going to heaven and hell at the same time. It felt so good but at the same time he wanted more.
“Yes,” Jongdae breathe.
Yixing leaned into Jongdae and whispered huskily, “You like that?”
A whimper escaped Jongdae’s mouth when Yixing tightened his hold on Jongdae’s member. When Yixing started to pump him, Jongdae closed his eyes but opened them wide open when he heard Yixing ordered him to open them.
“You look so beautiful like this,” Yixing said softly.
Jongdae looked straight to Yixing with half-opened eyes. Pleasure was consuming him and the thought of Yixing stopping was the worst thing that would happen right at that moment. Yixing rolled his hips to Jongdae and he thought that he could see stars right then. Yixing dove in to suck Jongdae’s lips one last time before going down and pulling the younger’s pants too in the process.
“Yixing, sto- ah!” Jongdae wanted him to stop because it was so embarrassing but the elder palmed his growing member which made Jongdae lost for words.
Without wasting any more time, Yixing pulled down the younger’s boxer and gripped Jongdae’s throbbing member. He took an experimental lick at Jongdae’s slit and he loved the reaction he got from the latter.
“Ahh...” moaned Jongdae.
Jongdae had his mouth wide open, trying to breathe in and out as to calm himself down but fuck, he couldn’t slow down his racing heart. Not with Yixing taking his length in his mouth and those lustful eyes looking straight towards him. Yixing gripped the younger’s waist tightly enough so he wouldn’t be able to budge a little. The elder took in the younger’s length at one go and hollowed his cheeks for good measure.
“Yixing,” Jongdae groaned.
He wanted to buck his hips so badly as the pressure keeps building inside him. It feels like he was gonna explode soon. Everything was so hot and humid in the room which made Jongdae wonder if there was heater on.
Yixing moaned as a response and the vibration sent to Jongdae’s member made the younger lad shudder. He fisted Yixing’s hair to let him know how badly he needed release. The older lad kept bobbing his head into Jongdae’s member until the younger’s crown hit his throat. This had Jongdae thrash his shoulders and grip Yixing’s hair tighter than ever before. To Yixing, it was painful but such a turn on at the same time. He loves how Jongdae looks so desperate and wrecked under Yixing’s control.
“I’m so clos- ah fuck!” Jongdae screamed.
He hoped no one heard him because the sound that came out was so dirty. Yixing fastened his pace and he felt himself smile as he feels Jongdae’s member swell in his mouth.
“Yixing, please, stop, “ Jongdae begged in between breaths, “I don’t want to come in your mouth. Ah, fuck!”
The latter turned deaf towards Jongdae’s pleas. He continued and kept Jongdae’s hips still and tried his hardest not to pull away. Jongdae was pulling Yixing away from him but he couldn’t. He was weaker.
“I don’t want to, Yixing,” Jongdae moans, “It’s dirty.”
Jongdae had his back lowered as if he was bowing. It was because his feet wanted to give up on him but since he was being kept upright, his whole body became limp. Just a few more ah and fuck from Jongdae’s mouth got him coming undone in the older lad’s mouth.
“Yixing!” the younger lad screamed.
Yixing swallowed every last bit of his come and released Jongdae from his mouth. The younger lad went scrambling to the floor, huffing heavily. Yixing wiped his mouth with the back of hand and Jongdae thought that his boss never looked so sexy.
They say dreams always get interrupted and Luhan was the one to cause it.
“Jongdae, are you in there?” Luhan called out, worry filled his voice.
Jongdae widened his eyes as reality came rushing back to him. He looked down and blushed profusely. He went to stand up immediately and pulled up his clothes as fast as possible. He glanced at where Yixing was sitting, looking at him with lust still lingering in his eyes. He immediately averted his gaze away from him when he noticed the hard-on the latter was having. He needed to get away from Yixing. After what just happened, Jongdae’s emotions were getting kind of fucked up. A week of ignoring him then suddenly it resulted to this? Jongdae shook his head as anger started to swell in him. Who the hell did Yixing thought he was?
Jongdae started towards the door, not wanting to even say anything to the latter.
“Jongdae, wait,” Yixing spoke with a hint of desperation in his tone.
Jongdae didn't stop in his tracks and before he opened the door to go back to Luhan, he said in a low voice, trying hard not to let his voice crack, “Was it fun for you to play with my feelings, Yixing? You-”
Jongdae didn’t finish because if he did, he might crack once more. He started heaving to let himself calm down then he just took in a deep shaky breathe and shook his head before closing the door behind him.
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