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But Eunkwang’s mind swims away from the thought all too soon, as the warmth becomes almost too much, crawling up across his skin, curiously spanning from his stomach, from around his- oh.
“Oh,” he groans out loud, scrunching his shut eyes harder, “oh my god.” Then an undignified sound leaves his throat, somewhere between a yelp and a high pitched mewl, because the flat side of a hot and quick tongue just swiped across the tip of his cock, pushing insistently against his slit.
He opens his eyes finally to ascertain that the room is empty, before frowning at the lump underneath his comforter, still pulled up to mid-waist. He briefly considers kicking, until the lump starts to bob enthusiastically. Eunkwang’s elbows give away and he slumps back against his pillow, hissing at the hot wetness along his cock, the press of strong fingers against his hipbones restricting his reflexive instinct to thrust upwards, forwards, for more.
“Fuck,” he grasps fistfuls of the comforter, gasping for breath, “Minhyuk, fuck.”
He can almost feel the curl of Minhyuk’s smile, pouting into a kiss against the tip of his leaking cock. Minhyuk kisses down the side of his length, one hand ringed loosely around the base, the other tracing lazy circles on his lower abdomen, before pressing down gently and at the same time mumbling happy birthday underneath the crown and taking all of him in his mouth at one go, until slightly past the muscles of his throat.
Eunkwang’s whole body jumps and he chokes on air. He doesn’t get time to recover before Minhyuk is bobbing diligently, alternatively swallowing around his cockhead. As he feels the coil tightening to a point he deems unbearable, he quickly throws open the comforter to shove urgently at Minhyuk’s shoulder as a warning. Minhyuk merely looks up at him from under his eyelashes, hollows his cheeks and sucks for all he’s worth, before swallowing everything when Eunkwang comes unexpectedly with a hoarse shout.
Minhyuk sits back on his heels and wipes the corners of his lips of residue with his thumb, all the while smiling prettily. Eunkwang stops him midway when he tries to kiss him because, “fuck no, you have come in your mouth, my come, that’s just nasty,” only to relent when Minhyuk pouts, really pouts, at him.
The younger man abruptly jumps up and rushes out of the room, leaving Eunkwang bewildered because Minhyuk is always the one who insists on cuddles. A few moments of waiting and sounds of objects rattling outside is enough to raise Eunkwang’s wariness. When he reappears at the door cradling a tray of bowls, smiles and everything, alarm bells go off in Eunkwang’s head.
Surprisingly, the seaweed soup tastes delightful, after the first patronising spoonful Eunkwang takes in his mouth. Minhyuk is overjoyed even as Eunkwang smiles at him way too sweetly, all too knowingly.
“Please thank Ilhoonie for the soup,” he swallows another spoonful, “I know you didn’t make this, at least not without his help.”
Minhyuk shrugs noncommittally, shoving soup into his own mouth because hey, it’s his birthday soon too, “somebody has to watch the soup while I suck you off, Ilhoonie’s labour was a required sacrifice for the greater good.”
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i really ran out of steam at the end for a proper ending lol so sorry /o\ but yay bday(s) soon
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yay you're welcome ♥♥♥
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