21。how lost and silly i get
how lost and silly i get
Doojoon/Junhyung
R ; 220 w. | prompt
how lost and silly i get, unravelling my fingers to where your arms connect
"You're asking for this," Doojoon's bangs fall on his eyes, gazing down at Junhyung uncharacteristically squirm beneath him, shaky and uneasy.
Junhyung scoffs, looks away and tightens his grip on Doojoon's forearms. "Unromantic."
"Does fucking require romance?"
It's a pretty reasonable thing to ask, Doojoon supposes. Junhyung did say to fuck him after all.
"Just so you know," Junhyung frowns, breath hitching when Doojoon's fingers hastily unbutton his shirt, peels it off his shoulders and potentially destroying it in the process like baby, we haven't got enough time in the world.
"I don't let anyone touch me like this," Junhyung's fingers dig deeper on Doojoon's shoulders, eyes shut tight and breath caged in his lungs when Doojoon leans forward to lick his collarbone, calloused fingertips skimming the lettered ink located right below it.
"You asked for it."
"But you're giving it to me."
Amidst clothes rustling and limbs bumping into each other, Doojoon removes Junhyung's jeans and hoists the man's ankles up his shoulders, making Junhyung emit a choked gasp that shoots straight to Doojoon's cock.
"God, you even nag in bed."
"Well technically, we're not a bed−"
"Just shut up and let me fuck you, yeah?"
It isn't perfect and it isn't the most romantic scenario, but when they're through, Junhyung is a sweaty, heaving, thoroughly debauched mess beneath him and Doojoon wouldn't mind making Junhyung come undone countless times more.
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A/N: somewhat inspired by this fanart. idk who drew it but whoever you are, you're amazing and i need (a lot) more from where that came from. :'l
Doojoon/Junhyung
R ; 220 w. | prompt
how lost and silly i get, unravelling my fingers to where your arms connect
"You're asking for this," Doojoon's bangs fall on his eyes, gazing down at Junhyung uncharacteristically squirm beneath him, shaky and uneasy.
Junhyung scoffs, looks away and tightens his grip on Doojoon's forearms. "Unromantic."
"Does fucking require romance?"
It's a pretty reasonable thing to ask, Doojoon supposes. Junhyung did say to fuck him after all.
"Just so you know," Junhyung frowns, breath hitching when Doojoon's fingers hastily unbutton his shirt, peels it off his shoulders and potentially destroying it in the process like baby, we haven't got enough time in the world.
"I don't let anyone touch me like this," Junhyung's fingers dig deeper on Doojoon's shoulders, eyes shut tight and breath caged in his lungs when Doojoon leans forward to lick his collarbone, calloused fingertips skimming the lettered ink located right below it.
"You asked for it."
"But you're giving it to me."
Amidst clothes rustling and limbs bumping into each other, Doojoon removes Junhyung's jeans and hoists the man's ankles up his shoulders, making Junhyung emit a choked gasp that shoots straight to Doojoon's cock.
"God, you even nag in bed."
"Well technically, we're not a bed−"
"Just shut up and let me fuck you, yeah?"
It isn't perfect and it isn't the most romantic scenario, but when they're through, Junhyung is a sweaty, heaving, thoroughly debauched mess beneath him and Doojoon wouldn't mind making Junhyung come undone countless times more.
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A/N: somewhat inspired by this fanart. idk who drew it but whoever you are, you're amazing and i need (a lot) more from where that came from. :'l
