Decode.
Fandom: Big Bang
Pairing: G-TOP
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Ji Yong knows it's more than lust when it comes to how he feels about Seung Hyun, the question is if Seung Hyun feels the same.
A/N: I don't know if it's good or if it's acceptable that I mention muppets in this smut but hey, just comment if you object..
Ji Yong heard a familiar knock on the door and hesitated pulling himself off the computer to answer it before slipping his slippers on from under the desk and scuffling over.
“Who is it?” He was asking but he didn’t have to. The knock was familiar in so many ways. The lightness of it, told him who it was, the hesitation between each knock told him why. He strained to hear the low breathy murmur that answered his inquiry.
“Seung Hyun.”
He opened the door to see the older man standing there, panting. He wore a white dress shirt underneath a grey blazer. Ji Yong found his attention immediately drawn to the expanse of skin shown, his collarbone showing more than usual as his shirt lay askew and to the left, the first couple buttons undone. He looked at Seung Hyun’s face, his mouth slightly parted; his eyebrows knitted together, his eyes…unreadable. There was always something about him he could never decode. He opened his mouth to ask why he had come, or some other generic question feigning ignorance, ignorance he wished he had but he didn’t get the chance. Seung Hyun rushed towards him, grabbing him by the shoulders and pushing him towards his bed at the same time. He felt his lips crash into his own, not caring about the juxtaposition of their teeth in the clash, making it painful. As if apologizing, he sucked on Ji Yong’s lip, before thrusting his tongue in his mouth with fury, hungry for something he couldn’t find.
It had been a while. Ji Yong had thought it was just a phase, visits like this, and they had never been this intense. They had always been hesitant on Seung Hyun’s part. He had always made sure to let it be known that it was something Ji Yong wanted. He was just going along. As he slid his hands under the slight man’s shirt, desperately grabbing at his sides, bringing his body closer, Ji Yong knew that this time, it was the other way around.
Seung Hyun stopped kissing him long enough to unbutton his blazer and take it off before roughly pushing the younger man on the bed and following him.
“Doing this-” Ji Yong started before Seung Hyun swallowed the words from his lips, hungrily sucking them and licking every part of his mouth. He felt the man’s growing bulge start to rub against his body as Seung Hyun started to lay hungry kisses on his neck, his tongue enjoying the very taste of him, leaving wet trails on his skin. Doing this is different now. He felt Seung Hyun tug at his pants’ band and then moving on to easier things, dragging his hand up his torso and caressing his stomach’s every subtle ripple with his fingertips, moving on to his nipples as his tongue continued to run over his shoulders and then back up rimming around his ear. It’s different because I didn’t like you then…and now... Ji Yong willed Seung Hyun to continue his course of action. To never look him in the eyes. To never kiss him on the mouth again. Because then he’d be completely pulled in. Then, he won’t be able to hide it. He closed his eyes, his body remaining still. He heard Seung Hyun’s voice rumble in his ear.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Ji Yong lied as he focused on staring at Seung Hyun’s chest and not up at the inquisitive dark eyes that read his face like a book. He could see him frown in his peripheral, his mouth downturned in disappointment.
“Do you want me to leave?”
He had this tone that Ji Yong hated. The kind of tone where you know the words the person wants you to say and you find yourself spitting them out even though you feel the exact opposite- or at least he wanted to feel the exact opposite.
He softly spoke out a barely audible, “No,” before unbuttoning Seung Hyun’s shirt, his nimble fingers softly but quickly completing the task. His hands then began to roam every inch of his body, taking in the grooves of every muscle greedily. Seung Hyun dipped his head lower as he fought the awkwardness of Ji Yong’s position to place a kiss on his mouth. Ji Yong began to give himself over to him, looking up to Seung Hyun, giving him access to explore his mouth before closing his eyes and returning the man’s advances, his tongue pushing back first slowly than rapidly, their tongues roughly jabbing into the wet space between their mouths. Ji Yong bit Seung Hyun’s lip as he gripped into his shoulders.
“Don’t. I hate that.” Seung Hyun pulled back. Ji Yong made a mental note to bite him in the future just out of spite before moving over so that Seung Hyun’s hard bulge rubbed against his own. He bucked his hips upward as he gently kissed him, an insincere apology. Seung Hyun focused on the feeling of them rubbing against each other, Ji Yong’s form hardening through his thin pajama bottoms. He stared at the way Ji Yong’s teeth bit onto his own lip as they maintained a rhythm. Ji Yong kept his hands on Seung Hyun’s back, digging through his dress shirt and into the muscles of his shoulders as he felt his body grow more and more eager for the pleasure he anticipated. Seung Hyun brought his hand to Ji Yong’s neck, guiding him to lift his head and receive his kiss. He focused on each shock of pleasure built upon the feeling of their forms rubbing against each other, the thin layers of fabric between them becoming a sort of prison. He lifted himself off of Ji Yong, which caused the young man to let out a familiar sort of humming moan, one he released when a kiss ended before he was ready for it to.
He completely took off his shirt as Ji Yong sat up, taking off his, both of them trying to maintain the eye contact Ji Yong had once been trying to avoid.
“When do you have to leave?” Ji Yong said lowly.
Seung Hyun ran his hand through Ji Yong’s hair. “I don’t.”
Maybe it was different this time, Ji Yong thought. Maybe, this time… it wasn’t just for fun, maybe they felt the same way. He suddenly felt a deep urge to please him, just in case, to woo him. Even if he didn’t feel the same way…Ji Yong wanted to make it damn hard for him not to afterward.
He began stroking Seung Hyun’s hardened member through his pants before undoing them, his movements painstakingly slow, teasing his companion. As he pulled Seung Hyun out of his boxers, his pants sliding down to his mid-thigh, he gave him a mischievous smirk before teasing his head with a flick of the tongue. Seung Hyun gave a little frown, one meaning both pleasure and frustration as Ji Yong continued to tease him, leaving a trail of soft wet pecks on the underside of his shaft, only holding him with the tips of his thin fingers. It was the low, rumbling, moan Seung Hyun let out in response to him gently sucking on the tip of his member that spurred him to take more of him in his mouth, slowly making his way until he could feel Seung Hyun’s stomach on the tip of his nose. He looked up as he held him there in his throat, slightly enjoying the choking feeling he got when he felt all of the man in his mouth. Seung Hyun stood with his lips parted, his head tilted upward as he brought his hand to the back of Ji Yong’s head. He began to thrust forward softly and Ji Yong worked with his slow tempo, his tongue moving back and forth on the underside of his cock, as he accepted all of Seung Hyun’s length in his mouth.
Seung Hyun moaned, as he brought his other hand to Ji Yong’s head, grabbing him on either side. He stood over Ji Yong’s body, straddling him as he began to thrust harder, his member throbbing inside of Ji Yong’s throat at the end of every stroke. He moaned and grunted as he continued to draw himself in and out of Ji Yong’s mouth, the younger man spitting and sputtering around the shaft, not exactly ready for anything this fast and hard, his throat feeling each knock of Seung Hyun’s head, his eyes watering. He gagged on the length as Seung Hyun thrust deeper, the feeling of his throat tightening around the head of his cock.
“Ugh, this is so good, Ji Yong.” He brought himself out slowly, a thin line of spit drawn from his member to Ji Yong’s shiny wet lip. The slight man wiped it off as he looked up at Seung Hyun scornfully.
“What the fuck? You could let me breathe,” he panted.
He had wanted to please him but he didn’t want to suffocate in the process. He thought it was different but was it? They had never gone this far, but no matter where they stopped he was just something that got Seung Hyun off. Never really anything important, never anything more. Ji Yong was pretty sure you don’t just bruise and beat the throat of the man you love. He blew a gust of pure frustration up at the man as he rubbed his jaw, which had begun to become sore.
“Sorry.” Seung Hyun sighed but he wasn’t exactly remorseful, a small smirk across his face.
“Have you ever thought of-“ Ji Yong stopped himself from continuing.
“What?”
Seung Hyun awkwardly held his member. “What are you talking about?” he reiterated.
“I like you. Haven’t you thought of the fact I don’t want to be fucked like some muppet.”
Seung Hyun looked to Ji Yong who was staring at a newly developed hole in his slipper. He wished they could talk about this later. It was literally becoming a boner killer. He ran through the words that came out of Ji Yong’s mouth as he placed himself back in his boxers.
“That’s ridiculous,” he muttered to himself.
“What’s ridiculous about it? I like you! So what? What’s so unbelievable? You come to my room at night and make out with me for the fun of it. I know. I get it. You’ve made it clear. You don’t feel the same way. But is it really that unbelievable that I kiss you because I like you, I think about you all day because I need you, I do something like this because I love you and I want you to love me back. Is that so hard to understand?” Ji Yong’s voice had started low but gotten louder and louder. He knew that the other members could probably hear him through the walls but he didn’t care.
“No… I mean... Why would anyone want to fuck a muppet?”
They looked at each other for a minute. Ji Yong hadn’t really thought about what he said and as he thought of the concept it became more and more humorous to him. Seung Hyun began to laugh. He lovingly ruffled Ji Yong’s tousled hair. The younger man looked up at him and sighed, a bittersweet smile on his face. He wished it could all just be fun, that it wasn’t some pathetic one sided crush, that he could get over it and they could just laugh like this and be friends.
“I like you, too.” Seung Hyun interrupted his thoughts, his voice the loudest it had been all night.
Ji Yong felt his heart swell up with fulfillment as his smile brightened.
“…But, I still want to fuck you like a muppet,” Seung Hyun grinned as he pushed Ji Yong down on the bed.
“Shut up,” Ji Yong spat lowly before Seung Hyun began sucking on his neck. He started to worry about the man leaving a mark but then decided it didn’t matter as he let out an audible coo at the sensation. Seung Hyun began grinding into him as he was before, using the usual rhythm to bring them back to their hardest, his shaft peeking through his boxers, his pants rumpled down to his knees. He got up to take them off, causing Ji Yong to grumble once again, before sitting down on the bed and wedging an arm underneath Ji Yong’s body, guiding him to sit on his lap. The young man straddled him, enjoying the brief but pleasurable feeling of Seung Hyun’s bare member on his stomach as he did so. He began to stroke it with a firm grip, causing the older man to suck in a deep breath before continuing kissing Ji Yong’s neck, letting his tongue explore his soft skin, laying delicate kisses on his defined collarbone as he closed his eyes. He stopped to gain his composure as he felt the pleasure shock through his body, Ji Yong’s hand pumping fervently. This much they had done before, always stopping at this point. Seung Hyun didn’t want it to end. He rested his head on Ji Yong’s shoulder as he gripped onto his arms, letting out a moan.
“I want you,” Seung Hyun whispered into Ji Yong’s chest, causing him to blink rapidly before opening his mouth to speak then closing it, not sure what to say, not sure if he was ready. Seung Hyun’s hands began to wander Ji Yong’s body, grabbing his sides and moving up the lean canvas of his torso, his thumbs running over his nipples before moving around him down his back, under his pajama bottoms to grip his behind and staying there, making a home underneath the fabric where his body heat exuded warmth, groping at his supple flesh. He panted as Ji Yong stopped stroking, his heartbeat thumping through his chest as he swallowed hard, his hand gripping the man’s shaft as he realized this had gone farther than he wanted, or more, that he actually didn’t know what he wanted. The fear of going farther filled his chest as the desire to feel him inside of his body grew. Seung Hyun moved a hand from its former position and around to the front of his pajamas, stretching the band to expose Ji Yong’s erect member. He began to rub the underside, his long fingers moving back and forth, encouraging Ji Yong to rock with his hand. The younger man stuck his tongue out to the side, concentrating on the feeling of friction, Seung Hyun’s hand dry and rough, the sensation making his shaft throb and ache for more. He assumed a grip around him as they both began to jerk, Seung Hyun’s pace faster than Ji Yong’s, forcing the boy to pant heavily, his body ready to burst. Ji Yong stopped his reciprocal strokes, bringing his hands to the man’s neck as he began to kiss him violently, thrusting into his hand, moaning into his mouth as his tongue slithered in between Seung Hyun’s lips and then forced a deeper entry. He devoured all of the pleasure he felt, his body rocking quickly as Seung Hyun entertained him with his mouth, sucking on his tongue and licking Ji Yong’s wet lips in between kisses.
“Let me do it, please,” Ji Yong heard Seung Hyun say as his thumb ran over the head of his cock. “I want you so bad, Ji.”
Ji Yong’s body settled on Seung Hyun’s lap as the man continued rubbing him, his eyes intense, staring at him, drilling into his body, telling him exactly what he wanted. Ji Yong thought about it briefly before realizing none of his thoughts were straight.
“Okay,” he whispered meekly. Seung Hyun grabbed his hips, squeezing them before guiding him to lie down on the bed. He picked his pants up from the ground, getting out a small tube of lube and squeezing some out into his hand. Ji Yong was beginning to feel vulnerable as he came over and lay next to him, kissing him on the neck before reaching beneath him, the cold gel slicking onto his entrance.
“I’ve never…I haven’t done this before,” Ji Yong whispered as Seung Hyun rimmed his entrance with a wet finger.
“Never?” Seung Hyun sounded surprised but Ji Yong couldn’t see his face, as he stared down the boy’s slim body, his finger working his way inside him. Ji Yong fidgeted a lot and cooed a bit before responding.
“Of course not…You have?”
“Once or twice.” Seung Hyun said nonchalantly as he began to move his finger in and out, he moved on to two fingers gaining a small moan of discomfort from Ji Yong.
“Like this?” Ji Yong was surprised. He thought... He thought this would be the first time for both of them. His mind started stuttering out thoughts, reasons to be nervous and he had to fight letting them leak out his mouth.
“Well, with a girl but-“
“That doesn’t count. I have too but that’s different.” Ji Yong’s voice was uneven due to the feeling of Seung Hyun’s fingers thrusting in and out. Seung Hyun didn’t reply, peeking his curiosity. “You were with a girl… like this?”
“I said I’d done it before. I’ve done it before.” Seung Hyun was getting a bit frustrated. His eyebrows knit together as he placed yet another finger in Ji Yong, causing him to squirm once again. He bit his lip. It was starting to hurt.
“Why would you- uh,” he moaned, “Why would you do this with a girl?”
“Ji Yong, please be quiet.” Seung Hyun took his fingers out and began stroking what was left of the wet mess in his hand onto his member. He leaned over and began kissing him, trying to ignore the salty attitude Ji Yong had acquired, before assuming a position over him.
“This is gonna hurt a little.”
Seung Hyun’s confession made Ji Yong nervous, the slight discomfort, the little twinge of pain, he had hoped that it was what it would feel like but he guessed not. He hadn’t felt much pleasure from the feeling of Seung Hyun’s fingers squirming inside of him and as Seung Hyun pressed his member against the tight entrance, Ji Yong pressed his lips together, gripping on to the man’s arm, running a hand through his hair, frowning upward as the pain started to grow.
“Ah, Ji Yong…” Seung Hyun moaned. The man returned the interjection with a murmur. Seung Hyun made sure to keep his pace steady and slow despite the desire to ram into the tight space as hard as he could. He laid gentle kisses across Ji Yong’s sweaty brow as he heard him whine out his name.
“Ji, you feel so good,” he spoke in his ear before guiding his hand, encouraging him to stroke himself.
Ji Yong tried to become accustomed to Seung Hyun’s length inside of him, gripping the sheet as he stroked his member. It wasn’t until Seung Hyun shifted back on his knees, bending Ji Yong’s legs and bringing his ankle to his mouth, laying a trail of kisses on it, that Ji Yong felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body with Seung Hyun’s thrusts, his toes curled as he let out a loud moan. Seung Hyun felt himself lose control. He began stroking in and out quickly, his own low growls mixing in with Ji Yong’s as Ji Yong began to enjoy it, bucking his hips and winding them around as he felt Seung Hyun inside of him, the pleasure at the end of each his strokes coaxing him to call out his name.
He curled himself up to lick Seung Hyun’s nipple as they grinded into each other, the larger man supporting his back while working his hips against Ji Yong’s soft behind. He put the man down and withdrew, earning yet another grumble from Ji Yong.
“Calm down,” Seung Hyun said as he turned the man around, placing him on all fours. He entered him slowly, once again being careful not to go too fast too soon.
“Ugh, faster. Do it harder.”
Well, never mind, then. Seung Hyun gave into his urges, working his shaft inside of Ji Yong, hitting fast and deep. Ji Yong gave out little whines of satisfaction, pushing back into him, the pain overwhelmed by the feeling of pleasure. He felt Seung Hyun grip his hips, guiding him to sit up and lean into his body as they grinded their bodies together. Seung Hyun began to jerk Ji Yong’s member bringing him to a climax.
“Oh my God. I can’t-” Ji Yong moaned out as he came on Seung Hyun’s fingers. He laid kisses on Ji Yong’s neck as he brought them up to the man’s mouth, spurring him to suck on them, tasting himself. The man continued to thrust into him harder as he laid an arm across him, holding his shoulder, the other hand in Ji Yong’s mouth as he licked and sucked on each finger, enjoying the way Seung Hyun moaned in his ear.
“Ah. Ah.” Seung Hyun stuttered repeatedly into his ear as he came inside of Ji Yong, his fingers gripping in his shoulder, his other hand digging into the man’s hip. The two of them collapsed on the bed after Seung Hyun slammed into the boy’s small frame a couple times, finalizing his orgasm. The sweat and heat between their bodies more a comfort than anything else as they held on to one another, lightly kissing each other on their favorite places.
“That was amazing,” Ji Yong said breathily as he traced Seung Hyun’s eyebrows with his fingers, playfully.
Seung Hyun thought a minute before speaking with a straight face.
“I guess it was alright… Considering you’re not a muppet.”
Ji Yong struck Seung Hyun on the chest before nestling in his embrace, deciding to forget his annoying quip.
Seung Hyun placed a gentle peck on his shoulder.
“I love you," he said softly once he knew that Ji Yong was asleep.
Pairing: G-TOP
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut
Summary: Ji Yong knows it's more than lust when it comes to how he feels about Seung Hyun, the question is if Seung Hyun feels the same.
A/N: I don't know if it's good or if it's acceptable that I mention muppets in this smut but hey, just comment if you object..
Ji Yong heard a familiar knock on the door and hesitated pulling himself off the computer to answer it before slipping his slippers on from under the desk and scuffling over.
“Who is it?” He was asking but he didn’t have to. The knock was familiar in so many ways. The lightness of it, told him who it was, the hesitation between each knock told him why. He strained to hear the low breathy murmur that answered his inquiry.
“Seung Hyun.”
He opened the door to see the older man standing there, panting. He wore a white dress shirt underneath a grey blazer. Ji Yong found his attention immediately drawn to the expanse of skin shown, his collarbone showing more than usual as his shirt lay askew and to the left, the first couple buttons undone. He looked at Seung Hyun’s face, his mouth slightly parted; his eyebrows knitted together, his eyes…unreadable. There was always something about him he could never decode. He opened his mouth to ask why he had come, or some other generic question feigning ignorance, ignorance he wished he had but he didn’t get the chance. Seung Hyun rushed towards him, grabbing him by the shoulders and pushing him towards his bed at the same time. He felt his lips crash into his own, not caring about the juxtaposition of their teeth in the clash, making it painful. As if apologizing, he sucked on Ji Yong’s lip, before thrusting his tongue in his mouth with fury, hungry for something he couldn’t find.
It had been a while. Ji Yong had thought it was just a phase, visits like this, and they had never been this intense. They had always been hesitant on Seung Hyun’s part. He had always made sure to let it be known that it was something Ji Yong wanted. He was just going along. As he slid his hands under the slight man’s shirt, desperately grabbing at his sides, bringing his body closer, Ji Yong knew that this time, it was the other way around.
Seung Hyun stopped kissing him long enough to unbutton his blazer and take it off before roughly pushing the younger man on the bed and following him.
“Doing this-” Ji Yong started before Seung Hyun swallowed the words from his lips, hungrily sucking them and licking every part of his mouth. He felt the man’s growing bulge start to rub against his body as Seung Hyun started to lay hungry kisses on his neck, his tongue enjoying the very taste of him, leaving wet trails on his skin. Doing this is different now. He felt Seung Hyun tug at his pants’ band and then moving on to easier things, dragging his hand up his torso and caressing his stomach’s every subtle ripple with his fingertips, moving on to his nipples as his tongue continued to run over his shoulders and then back up rimming around his ear. It’s different because I didn’t like you then…and now... Ji Yong willed Seung Hyun to continue his course of action. To never look him in the eyes. To never kiss him on the mouth again. Because then he’d be completely pulled in. Then, he won’t be able to hide it. He closed his eyes, his body remaining still. He heard Seung Hyun’s voice rumble in his ear.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Ji Yong lied as he focused on staring at Seung Hyun’s chest and not up at the inquisitive dark eyes that read his face like a book. He could see him frown in his peripheral, his mouth downturned in disappointment.
“Do you want me to leave?”
He had this tone that Ji Yong hated. The kind of tone where you know the words the person wants you to say and you find yourself spitting them out even though you feel the exact opposite- or at least he wanted to feel the exact opposite.
He softly spoke out a barely audible, “No,” before unbuttoning Seung Hyun’s shirt, his nimble fingers softly but quickly completing the task. His hands then began to roam every inch of his body, taking in the grooves of every muscle greedily. Seung Hyun dipped his head lower as he fought the awkwardness of Ji Yong’s position to place a kiss on his mouth. Ji Yong began to give himself over to him, looking up to Seung Hyun, giving him access to explore his mouth before closing his eyes and returning the man’s advances, his tongue pushing back first slowly than rapidly, their tongues roughly jabbing into the wet space between their mouths. Ji Yong bit Seung Hyun’s lip as he gripped into his shoulders.
“Don’t. I hate that.” Seung Hyun pulled back. Ji Yong made a mental note to bite him in the future just out of spite before moving over so that Seung Hyun’s hard bulge rubbed against his own. He bucked his hips upward as he gently kissed him, an insincere apology. Seung Hyun focused on the feeling of them rubbing against each other, Ji Yong’s form hardening through his thin pajama bottoms. He stared at the way Ji Yong’s teeth bit onto his own lip as they maintained a rhythm. Ji Yong kept his hands on Seung Hyun’s back, digging through his dress shirt and into the muscles of his shoulders as he felt his body grow more and more eager for the pleasure he anticipated. Seung Hyun brought his hand to Ji Yong’s neck, guiding him to lift his head and receive his kiss. He focused on each shock of pleasure built upon the feeling of their forms rubbing against each other, the thin layers of fabric between them becoming a sort of prison. He lifted himself off of Ji Yong, which caused the young man to let out a familiar sort of humming moan, one he released when a kiss ended before he was ready for it to.
He completely took off his shirt as Ji Yong sat up, taking off his, both of them trying to maintain the eye contact Ji Yong had once been trying to avoid.
“When do you have to leave?” Ji Yong said lowly.
Seung Hyun ran his hand through Ji Yong’s hair. “I don’t.”
Maybe it was different this time, Ji Yong thought. Maybe, this time… it wasn’t just for fun, maybe they felt the same way. He suddenly felt a deep urge to please him, just in case, to woo him. Even if he didn’t feel the same way…Ji Yong wanted to make it damn hard for him not to afterward.
He began stroking Seung Hyun’s hardened member through his pants before undoing them, his movements painstakingly slow, teasing his companion. As he pulled Seung Hyun out of his boxers, his pants sliding down to his mid-thigh, he gave him a mischievous smirk before teasing his head with a flick of the tongue. Seung Hyun gave a little frown, one meaning both pleasure and frustration as Ji Yong continued to tease him, leaving a trail of soft wet pecks on the underside of his shaft, only holding him with the tips of his thin fingers. It was the low, rumbling, moan Seung Hyun let out in response to him gently sucking on the tip of his member that spurred him to take more of him in his mouth, slowly making his way until he could feel Seung Hyun’s stomach on the tip of his nose. He looked up as he held him there in his throat, slightly enjoying the choking feeling he got when he felt all of the man in his mouth. Seung Hyun stood with his lips parted, his head tilted upward as he brought his hand to the back of Ji Yong’s head. He began to thrust forward softly and Ji Yong worked with his slow tempo, his tongue moving back and forth on the underside of his cock, as he accepted all of Seung Hyun’s length in his mouth.
Seung Hyun moaned, as he brought his other hand to Ji Yong’s head, grabbing him on either side. He stood over Ji Yong’s body, straddling him as he began to thrust harder, his member throbbing inside of Ji Yong’s throat at the end of every stroke. He moaned and grunted as he continued to draw himself in and out of Ji Yong’s mouth, the younger man spitting and sputtering around the shaft, not exactly ready for anything this fast and hard, his throat feeling each knock of Seung Hyun’s head, his eyes watering. He gagged on the length as Seung Hyun thrust deeper, the feeling of his throat tightening around the head of his cock.
“Ugh, this is so good, Ji Yong.” He brought himself out slowly, a thin line of spit drawn from his member to Ji Yong’s shiny wet lip. The slight man wiped it off as he looked up at Seung Hyun scornfully.
“What the fuck? You could let me breathe,” he panted.
He had wanted to please him but he didn’t want to suffocate in the process. He thought it was different but was it? They had never gone this far, but no matter where they stopped he was just something that got Seung Hyun off. Never really anything important, never anything more. Ji Yong was pretty sure you don’t just bruise and beat the throat of the man you love. He blew a gust of pure frustration up at the man as he rubbed his jaw, which had begun to become sore.
“Sorry.” Seung Hyun sighed but he wasn’t exactly remorseful, a small smirk across his face.
“Have you ever thought of-“ Ji Yong stopped himself from continuing.
“What?”
Seung Hyun awkwardly held his member. “What are you talking about?” he reiterated.
“I like you. Haven’t you thought of the fact I don’t want to be fucked like some muppet.”
Seung Hyun looked to Ji Yong who was staring at a newly developed hole in his slipper. He wished they could talk about this later. It was literally becoming a boner killer. He ran through the words that came out of Ji Yong’s mouth as he placed himself back in his boxers.
“That’s ridiculous,” he muttered to himself.
“What’s ridiculous about it? I like you! So what? What’s so unbelievable? You come to my room at night and make out with me for the fun of it. I know. I get it. You’ve made it clear. You don’t feel the same way. But is it really that unbelievable that I kiss you because I like you, I think about you all day because I need you, I do something like this because I love you and I want you to love me back. Is that so hard to understand?” Ji Yong’s voice had started low but gotten louder and louder. He knew that the other members could probably hear him through the walls but he didn’t care.
“No… I mean... Why would anyone want to fuck a muppet?”
They looked at each other for a minute. Ji Yong hadn’t really thought about what he said and as he thought of the concept it became more and more humorous to him. Seung Hyun began to laugh. He lovingly ruffled Ji Yong’s tousled hair. The younger man looked up at him and sighed, a bittersweet smile on his face. He wished it could all just be fun, that it wasn’t some pathetic one sided crush, that he could get over it and they could just laugh like this and be friends.
“I like you, too.” Seung Hyun interrupted his thoughts, his voice the loudest it had been all night.
Ji Yong felt his heart swell up with fulfillment as his smile brightened.
“…But, I still want to fuck you like a muppet,” Seung Hyun grinned as he pushed Ji Yong down on the bed.
“Shut up,” Ji Yong spat lowly before Seung Hyun began sucking on his neck. He started to worry about the man leaving a mark but then decided it didn’t matter as he let out an audible coo at the sensation. Seung Hyun began grinding into him as he was before, using the usual rhythm to bring them back to their hardest, his shaft peeking through his boxers, his pants rumpled down to his knees. He got up to take them off, causing Ji Yong to grumble once again, before sitting down on the bed and wedging an arm underneath Ji Yong’s body, guiding him to sit on his lap. The young man straddled him, enjoying the brief but pleasurable feeling of Seung Hyun’s bare member on his stomach as he did so. He began to stroke it with a firm grip, causing the older man to suck in a deep breath before continuing kissing Ji Yong’s neck, letting his tongue explore his soft skin, laying delicate kisses on his defined collarbone as he closed his eyes. He stopped to gain his composure as he felt the pleasure shock through his body, Ji Yong’s hand pumping fervently. This much they had done before, always stopping at this point. Seung Hyun didn’t want it to end. He rested his head on Ji Yong’s shoulder as he gripped onto his arms, letting out a moan.
“I want you,” Seung Hyun whispered into Ji Yong’s chest, causing him to blink rapidly before opening his mouth to speak then closing it, not sure what to say, not sure if he was ready. Seung Hyun’s hands began to wander Ji Yong’s body, grabbing his sides and moving up the lean canvas of his torso, his thumbs running over his nipples before moving around him down his back, under his pajama bottoms to grip his behind and staying there, making a home underneath the fabric where his body heat exuded warmth, groping at his supple flesh. He panted as Ji Yong stopped stroking, his heartbeat thumping through his chest as he swallowed hard, his hand gripping the man’s shaft as he realized this had gone farther than he wanted, or more, that he actually didn’t know what he wanted. The fear of going farther filled his chest as the desire to feel him inside of his body grew. Seung Hyun moved a hand from its former position and around to the front of his pajamas, stretching the band to expose Ji Yong’s erect member. He began to rub the underside, his long fingers moving back and forth, encouraging Ji Yong to rock with his hand. The younger man stuck his tongue out to the side, concentrating on the feeling of friction, Seung Hyun’s hand dry and rough, the sensation making his shaft throb and ache for more. He assumed a grip around him as they both began to jerk, Seung Hyun’s pace faster than Ji Yong’s, forcing the boy to pant heavily, his body ready to burst. Ji Yong stopped his reciprocal strokes, bringing his hands to the man’s neck as he began to kiss him violently, thrusting into his hand, moaning into his mouth as his tongue slithered in between Seung Hyun’s lips and then forced a deeper entry. He devoured all of the pleasure he felt, his body rocking quickly as Seung Hyun entertained him with his mouth, sucking on his tongue and licking Ji Yong’s wet lips in between kisses.
“Let me do it, please,” Ji Yong heard Seung Hyun say as his thumb ran over the head of his cock. “I want you so bad, Ji.”
Ji Yong’s body settled on Seung Hyun’s lap as the man continued rubbing him, his eyes intense, staring at him, drilling into his body, telling him exactly what he wanted. Ji Yong thought about it briefly before realizing none of his thoughts were straight.
“Okay,” he whispered meekly. Seung Hyun grabbed his hips, squeezing them before guiding him to lie down on the bed. He picked his pants up from the ground, getting out a small tube of lube and squeezing some out into his hand. Ji Yong was beginning to feel vulnerable as he came over and lay next to him, kissing him on the neck before reaching beneath him, the cold gel slicking onto his entrance.
“I’ve never…I haven’t done this before,” Ji Yong whispered as Seung Hyun rimmed his entrance with a wet finger.
“Never?” Seung Hyun sounded surprised but Ji Yong couldn’t see his face, as he stared down the boy’s slim body, his finger working his way inside him. Ji Yong fidgeted a lot and cooed a bit before responding.
“Of course not…You have?”
“Once or twice.” Seung Hyun said nonchalantly as he began to move his finger in and out, he moved on to two fingers gaining a small moan of discomfort from Ji Yong.
“Like this?” Ji Yong was surprised. He thought... He thought this would be the first time for both of them. His mind started stuttering out thoughts, reasons to be nervous and he had to fight letting them leak out his mouth.
“Well, with a girl but-“
“That doesn’t count. I have too but that’s different.” Ji Yong’s voice was uneven due to the feeling of Seung Hyun’s fingers thrusting in and out. Seung Hyun didn’t reply, peeking his curiosity. “You were with a girl… like this?”
“I said I’d done it before. I’ve done it before.” Seung Hyun was getting a bit frustrated. His eyebrows knit together as he placed yet another finger in Ji Yong, causing him to squirm once again. He bit his lip. It was starting to hurt.
“Why would you- uh,” he moaned, “Why would you do this with a girl?”
“Ji Yong, please be quiet.” Seung Hyun took his fingers out and began stroking what was left of the wet mess in his hand onto his member. He leaned over and began kissing him, trying to ignore the salty attitude Ji Yong had acquired, before assuming a position over him.
“This is gonna hurt a little.”
Seung Hyun’s confession made Ji Yong nervous, the slight discomfort, the little twinge of pain, he had hoped that it was what it would feel like but he guessed not. He hadn’t felt much pleasure from the feeling of Seung Hyun’s fingers squirming inside of him and as Seung Hyun pressed his member against the tight entrance, Ji Yong pressed his lips together, gripping on to the man’s arm, running a hand through his hair, frowning upward as the pain started to grow.
“Ah, Ji Yong…” Seung Hyun moaned. The man returned the interjection with a murmur. Seung Hyun made sure to keep his pace steady and slow despite the desire to ram into the tight space as hard as he could. He laid gentle kisses across Ji Yong’s sweaty brow as he heard him whine out his name.
“Ji, you feel so good,” he spoke in his ear before guiding his hand, encouraging him to stroke himself.
Ji Yong tried to become accustomed to Seung Hyun’s length inside of him, gripping the sheet as he stroked his member. It wasn’t until Seung Hyun shifted back on his knees, bending Ji Yong’s legs and bringing his ankle to his mouth, laying a trail of kisses on it, that Ji Yong felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body with Seung Hyun’s thrusts, his toes curled as he let out a loud moan. Seung Hyun felt himself lose control. He began stroking in and out quickly, his own low growls mixing in with Ji Yong’s as Ji Yong began to enjoy it, bucking his hips and winding them around as he felt Seung Hyun inside of him, the pleasure at the end of each his strokes coaxing him to call out his name.
He curled himself up to lick Seung Hyun’s nipple as they grinded into each other, the larger man supporting his back while working his hips against Ji Yong’s soft behind. He put the man down and withdrew, earning yet another grumble from Ji Yong.
“Calm down,” Seung Hyun said as he turned the man around, placing him on all fours. He entered him slowly, once again being careful not to go too fast too soon.
“Ugh, faster. Do it harder.”
Well, never mind, then. Seung Hyun gave into his urges, working his shaft inside of Ji Yong, hitting fast and deep. Ji Yong gave out little whines of satisfaction, pushing back into him, the pain overwhelmed by the feeling of pleasure. He felt Seung Hyun grip his hips, guiding him to sit up and lean into his body as they grinded their bodies together. Seung Hyun began to jerk Ji Yong’s member bringing him to a climax.
“Oh my God. I can’t-” Ji Yong moaned out as he came on Seung Hyun’s fingers. He laid kisses on Ji Yong’s neck as he brought them up to the man’s mouth, spurring him to suck on them, tasting himself. The man continued to thrust into him harder as he laid an arm across him, holding his shoulder, the other hand in Ji Yong’s mouth as he licked and sucked on each finger, enjoying the way Seung Hyun moaned in his ear.
“Ah. Ah.” Seung Hyun stuttered repeatedly into his ear as he came inside of Ji Yong, his fingers gripping in his shoulder, his other hand digging into the man’s hip. The two of them collapsed on the bed after Seung Hyun slammed into the boy’s small frame a couple times, finalizing his orgasm. The sweat and heat between their bodies more a comfort than anything else as they held on to one another, lightly kissing each other on their favorite places.
“That was amazing,” Ji Yong said breathily as he traced Seung Hyun’s eyebrows with his fingers, playfully.
Seung Hyun thought a minute before speaking with a straight face.
“I guess it was alright… Considering you’re not a muppet.”
Ji Yong struck Seung Hyun on the chest before nestling in his embrace, deciding to forget his annoying quip.
Seung Hyun placed a gentle peck on his shoulder.
“I love you," he said softly once he knew that Ji Yong was asleep.